{"Title": "Playing Lukas Sorensen - Chapter 53", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Matthew learns the secret of mind control.", "Text": "Chapter 53\n\n\u2018I told him I let you.\u2019\n\nMatthew had pulled off the road, pulled off the road out to the highway,\npulled off onto an old logging track and followed it until it opened out into\na wide glade. He had turned the car on the grass, and stopped, and he had\nwound the windows down. They were surrounded by forest. And the only sound\nthey could hear was the sound of birds.\n\nThey hadn\u2019t spoken, hadn\u2019t said a single word since Lukas had come back from\nRodney\u2019s house. He had been gone for more than an hour. And when he returned,\nMatthew had picked up his stuff and led the way to the car, already dressed in\nhis shorts and T-shirt.\n\nHe had supposed Lukas would follow.\n\nMatthew had pulled the car off the road, after fifteen minutes or so of\ndriving, had parked in the grassy glade, and stopped, hit the button for the\nwindows.\n\n\u2018So what did you say to Rodney?\u2019 he said, knowing that his voice sounded\nangry, harsh.\n\n\u2018I told him I let you.\u2019\n\n\u2018Cut your nuts off?\u2019\n\n\u2018Touch me.\u2019\n\nMatthew thought for a moment. \u2018Did you tell him about your nuts?\u2019\n\n\u2018No.\u2019\n\n\u2018Do you think he knows?\u2019\n\n\u2018How could he?\u2019\n\n\u2018I thought he might have seen something.\u2019\n\nLukas shook his head.\n\n\u2018What did he say?\u2019\n\n\u2018He said I didn\u2019t understand.\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded, biting his lips, and then he raised his fingers to his bottom\nlip, and took them away, to see if it was still bleeding.\n\n\u2018He said you were trying to fuck him.\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded again, and frowned. \u2018How could I have been?\u2019 he said. \u2018I was\ntouching you.\u2019\n\nLukas nodded.\n\n\u2018I didn\u2019t do anything.\u2019\n\n\u2018Well you must have done something. He said you pulled his shorts down and\nstuck your cock in his arse.\u2019\n\n\u2018How could I have?\u2019\n\n\u2018I don\u2019t know.\u2019\n\n\u2018I didn\u2019t even know he was there. I think I just brushed up against him or\nsomething. My hand probably brushed his arse.\u2019\n\nLukas said nothing.\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t you believe me?\u2019\n\n\u2018I don\u2019t know what to think.\u2019\n\nMatthew exploded. \u2018Well how could I have done it Lukas? I was right up against\nthe board touching you!\u2019\n\n\u2018He said you did.\u2019\n\nMatthew turned to him and screamed. \u2018How the fuck could I have?\u2019\n\nLukas pulled his head back and put his hand on the door. He opened the door\nand got out, closing it behind him.\n\n\u2018Shit!\u2019 Matthew said.\n\nHe got out of the car.\n\n\u2018Where are you going?\u2019\n\nLukas shrugged but kept walking away.\n\nMatthew rushed up behind him and grabbed his hand. He spun him around and\npushed him to the ground.\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t fucking walk away from me when I\u2019m talking to you.\u2019\n\nLukas looked frightened.\n\nMatthew ran his fingers through his hair.\n\nThe cicadas in the glade started up \u2013 one, three, eight thousand \u2013 making a\ndeafening sound that made Matthew feel insane. He felt as though the world was\nturning, as though he was on the very edge, on the very edge of a precipice\nand about to fall. He held his hands on his head and screamed, screaming at\nLukas with all his might.\n\nLukas looked confused, worried and frightened all at the same time.\n\nIf Matthew had an axe, he would have hefted it into Lukas\u2019 body.\n\nHe turned around, and walked back towards the car, with his hands planted in\nhis hair.\n\nHe stopped halfway there.\n\n\u2018Shut up!\u2019 he screamed at the forest.\n\nThe insects stopped. A single bird whistled. And then there was silence. A\ngentle breeze ruffled the trees, and a cloud fell over the sun, throwing the\nclearing into shade.\n\nMatthew got back into the car and sat there, sobbing.\n\nWhen a long time had passed, the passenger door opened unexpectedly, and Lukas\ngot into the car.\n\n\u2018Are you alright?\u2019 he said.\n\nMatthew nodded, but he felt like hugging Lukas. And tears were dripping out of\nhis eyes.\n\n\u2018I don\u2019t care,\u2019 Lukas said.\n\nMatthew wiped his eyes and stared at his knees. His cock, insanely, was hard.\nHe had a fleeting impression, a brief idea, that he had become a different\nperson lately, that he had become someone awful, and hateful, a person he\u2019d\nnever been, a person who was going insane, but it passed.\n\n\u2018I mean, I\u2019d rather if you didn\u2019t, but I can\u2019t stop you.\u2019\n\n\u2018What are you talking about?\u2019\n\n\u2018Fucking Rodney.\u2019\n\n\u2018I didn\u2019t try to fuck him, okay?\u2019\n\nLukas nodded. \u2018He said he\u2019s going to get you, you know?\u2019\n\nOh, that was gold! Matthew threw his head back with his mouth open. \u2018He\u2019s\ngoing to get me, is he?\u2019\n\nLukas nodded.\n\n\u2018Does he know where I live? Does he know my name? Does he know anything about\nme?\u2019\n\nLukas opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it and shook his\nhead.\n\n\u2018You know he planted his cock in your arse that day in the change room? I\ndon\u2019t suppose that matters?\u2019\n\n\u2018I didn\u2019t mind.\u2019\n\n\u2018Well of course you didn\u2019t fucking mind, you stupid little faggot. You\u2019d like\nany guy\u2019s cock up your arse, wouldn\u2019t you?\u2019\n\nLukas turned his head down and turned it towards the passenger window. He\nmuttered, \u2018Only yours.\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded to himself. Fuck he was going to cut this little prick\u2019s cock\noff. Whether he fucking wanted it or not.\n\n\u2018So what did you talk to him so long about then?\u2019 he said. \u2018You were gone for\nmore than an hour.\u2019\n\n\u2018He made me a cup of tea. In a pot and everything, and we sat out the back, on\nthe porch.\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh, he\u2019s a fucking saint, isn\u2019t he Lukas? He made you a cup of tea. He didn\u2019t\nput his hand round your shoulder, or put it around your waist. Or touch you\narse? He didn\u2019t slip his hand into your groin, did he?\u2019\n\nLukas said nothing.\n\n\u2018He didn\u2019t have a little feel?\u2019\n\nLukas didn\u2019t answer, but he swallowed.\n\n\u2018He\u2019s a right fucking nut.\u2019\n\nAgain, Lukas said nothing.\n\n\u2018I\u2019ll cut his fucking gear off if he ever comes anywhere near me, the fucking\nfruitcake.\u2019\n\nLukas nodded, but he wasn\u2019t agreeing.\n\n\u2018Where\u2019s your phone?\u2019\n\n\u2018What?\u2019\n\n\u2018Where\u2019s your phone?\u2019\n\nLukas pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to Matthew.\n\nMatthew found Rodney\u2019s number. He blocked it, and deleted it, and then he\nhanded the phone back to Lukas.\n\nLukas frowned at it. He looked through his contacts and put it away.\n\n\u2018You didn\u2019t tell him your address did you?\u2019\n\n\u2018No.\u2019\n\n\u2018You didn\u2019t tell him mine?\u2019\n\n\u2018No.\u2019\n\n\u2018Well, we\u2019re not coming up here again. You understand that?\u2019\n\nLukas nodded. He started to say something, but stopped.\n\n\u2018What?\u2019\n\n\u2018He said he knew who you were.\u2019\n\n\u2018What?\u2019\n\n\u2018He said he\u2019d find you. He said you had something that ought to be his.\u2019\n\n\u2018Yeah. Your cock.\u2019\n\n\u2018What?\u2019\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t worry. He\u2019s a fucking fruit.\u2019 Matthew started the engine.\n\nWhen they had turned onto the highway and were nearing the Exxon, Lukas said,\n\n\u2018You probably should get some ice for your eye. It looks pretty bad.\u2019\n\n\u2018Can you shut the fuck up? I don\u2019t want to hear your fucking voice again? Do\nyou understand that?\u2019\n\nMatthew glanced at him. He looked back at the road, steadied his hand on the\nwheel, turned back to Lukas, and punched him in the side of the head.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 147, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Desert Cutting, The - Part 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, MINOR", "Summary": "A boy is prepared.", "Text": "` Jody had no idea how much time had passed. When he awoke he was lying on a\nbed, in a room with the curtains pulled. He felt weak and groggy. As his mind\nbegan to clear he realised he was naked. He could not move. He then realised\nthat both his wrists were strapped to the sides of the bed. When he tried to\nmove he realised that his legs were stretched apart and his ankles were also\nsecured. He felt sore between his legs. When he raised his head he could see a\nwhite pad taped between his legs. He began to feel frightened now. What had\nhappened , what had they done to him?. Vague memories of being in a car, of\npain between his thighs, started to come back to him. He must have been here\nfor some time. He remembered a woman taping something between his legs a\nnumber of times. And injecting him with something. Suddenly the door opened. A\nwoman entered, middle aged, plump with greying hair. She was followed by a\nyounger woman with long black hair and dressed in a white coat. `\n\n\"He is awake, good\" said the older woman.\n\nShe smiled at him and sat in the edge of the bed facing him.\n\n\" Why am I here, what do you want, let me go. His mouth was dry, he could\nbarely get the words out.\n\nShe smiled at him.\n\n\" Do not be afraid child\" she said quietly. \" it is over now\".\n\n\" Where am I , why am I here\" he shouted at her. His mind was beginning to\nclear now, and he felt even more frightened.\n\n\" This lady and I have been looking after you for the past week\" she said ,\npointing to the other woman in the room.\n\n\" Why, why were you looking after me, what were you doing, let me go, let me\ngo\" he screamed at her.\n\n\" We were tending your little wounds, the little wounds between your legs\" she\nsaid quietly.\n\nJody looked down at the pad between his legs. A terrible fear began to grow in\nhim now.\n\n\"What have you done to me\" he screamed, tears in his eyes now.\n\nShe laid her hand gently on his tummy, stroking him softly.\n\n\" Do you remember those two women who took you into the desert in their car\"\nshe asked.\n\nJody nodded.\n\n\" Well, they took you there for a purpose\".\n\n\" For what, for what\" he cried.\n\n\" Well, you have to be told, so it might as well be now\" she said.\n\nShe slid her hand down his tummy . She undid the tape holding the small pad\nbetween his legs and took his penis in her hand.\n\nShe looked him straight in the face.\n\n\" You have been cut Jody\" she said sadly. \" You were taken into the desert a\nweek ago and cut. Do you know what being cut means?. You have been castrated\nJody, your little testicles have been removed.\n\nHer hand slid between his legs.\n\n\" They took your little stones out\" she said.\n\nHis mouth was open but he could not speak.\n\n\" You were gelded for a purpose which I will explain later\" she said sadly.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Urination Special Collection \u2014 Castration Special Concoction", "Tags": "TESTICLES, PISSING ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE", "Summary": "Mixology builds inspiration from urology, in a weirdly-formatted and endearingly-demented way.", "Text": "` `\n\n\u2022\n\nStewart has Martha to thank. He still has his cock. Having said cock, Stewart\nis in the habit of using said cock.\n\nWe all know _how_ , but have I said _where_ he uses it? You can probably\nguess, but I'll lead you down the _House & Garden_ path.\n\nHere's the recipe: Beer plus bladder plus buildings. Fosters is his favorite.\nAnd Stewart never wastes any time getting wasted.\n\nEver notice how it seems the bladder can hold and release more liquid than the\nbody takes in? _\"The best beer in the world is just pissed away.\" \"You don't\nbuy beer, you just rent beer.\"_ Frat slogans tried and true.\n\nJust what does the bladder release \u2014 a \"waste\" product, no! Piss is a product\nnot for the sewer, but a fine product for the connoisseur.\n\nAnd Martha, she is the consummate connoisseur. Not only the world's most\nauthoritative gourmet of gonads, but also (but not as well known for this\naccolade), __The_ Woman of Urine._\n\nThe fags just love her mags. (Her 'zines, not her wheels.)\n\nIn fact, all that get kinky in the kitchen love her mags, love her TV shows,\nlove when she has TV's on her TV shows. (If they can dress themselves so fine,\nthey sure as HTML can dress a damn-fine turkey.)\n\nSo, Stewart drinks all that Fosters. Then he prowls the grounds. That cock\nwith a piss-hard-on is like a damn geiger counter. Or like it has GPS, or more\nlike Gee-I-have-to-Piss. It points, Stewart follows.\n\nWe've all heard of rock gardens, Japanese gardens, cock gardens, Operation\nMarket Garden, and all those. But Martha's gardener, Monty, had a great\ngardening inspiration one day. He came out of the closet, and from then on it\nwas clear that his signature garden must be a Water Closet Garden.\n\n\u2022\n\nStewart and Foster were only half-consumed with each other, so they could\nstill see. And the WC's in the garden were especially easy to spot \u2014 as they\nall had a plethora of piss spots, because their seats were always down.\n\nOf course, Stewart would have preferred a nice building, or Blarney Stone, or\nother edifice of piss, but the garden would do just fine.\n\nIs it really a surprise that Stewart never lifted the seats of the garden's\nWC's? Guys wouldn't even lift the seats in the Garden of God Damn Eden, even\nif Eve told them too. _Especially_ if Eve told them to.\n\nGuys are sooo prick-dick-ta-ble.\n\nSome women think men have such superior plumbing because they can piss\nstanding up and they can so easily piss on any damn building they want...\n\n...But Martha's plumbing is even better.\n\nUnder those lilly-white WC's splattered with pale piss all over the porcelain,\nis a network of collection pipes. They all lead to her wine cellar, I mean to\nher _ur-wine_ cellar.\n\nStewart's piss is bottled. Monty's piss is bottled. All the piss of the TV's\nis bottled. All the piss of the TV people is bottled.\n\nAnd, after a good nor'easter with a gale-force downpour good enough to scrub\nthe soiled seats, Martha and her gal friends even contribute a little piss\nthrough the special-garden special-WC's.\n\nBut the WC's are even more special than I have told you so far. First, I've\ntold you about how they collect \"Number One.\" Second, some guys also attempt\nto deposit \"Number Two.\"\n\nYou've heard about corks for wine bottles. Well, Martha has corks for slime\nballs who try to slide a shit into one of those piss-only WC's.\n\nWhen a gal sits to pee on those rare clean occasions, all goes fine, all flows\nfine. When a guy sits on the seat, his dangling testes intercept an electric\neye, and I mean you should see the mean things that happen next.\n\nKnowing that a guy sits on a shitter for only one reason, the sensors trigger\na docking system that was originally made for Apollo-Soyuz. But in this case,\nthe sensors dock a cork, like quick-quick and like deep-deep, into the\nasshole's asshole.\n\nNot only no shit from that piece of shit, but the sensors also dock a\ngrappling chord around his sac of gonads, and in like no time they are gone,\ngone, gone.\n\nThe crush and cut are automatic. The flush is automatic. Down the drain go the\nballs. Just like that, they're in the vat.\n\nUrine is already in. Now, your balls are in.\n\nMartha just grins.\n\nAnd sings \u2014 a marinade serenade.\n\n\u2022 __\n\nClassy Bitch thanks her  \nloving, lusting readers  \nfor sending her over the edge.\n\nMore than 100,000 hits  \non her stories  \nin just a few months.\n\nShe _loves_  \nto be hit-on  \nlike that!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 71, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Pa Loses His Nuts", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Ma nuts Pa.", "Text": "\"C'mon Pa, says Ma. Let's go out to the barn. I'm gonna take them nuts off\nya.\"\n\n\"Aw c'mon, Ma, says Pa, \"You can't be serious.\"\n\n\"Now you know what I told you, Pa, if I caught you exposin' yerself to Little\nSis again.\"\n\n\"I'm sorry, Ma, you know me, I couldn't help myself, it just felt so darn\ngood.\"\n\n\"This is the last time, Pa. Now let's go.\"\n\nOut in the barn Ma tells Pa to strip naked and then tells him to sit in a\nwooden chair and spread his legs. She puts a rubber band tight and high up\naround Pa's nut sack to help control the bleeding. Then she fits a wooden box\nwith a spring-loaded slicing blade inside around his nut sack. It pinches a\nlittle going on and Pa says, \"Ouch!\"\n\nMa tells Pa he might as well have one last cum before she cuts his nuts off\nand tells him to jerk off.\n\nMa watches Pa jerk off and then shoot a thick, gooey load. Then she bends down\nand pushes a button on the box. Pa hollers in pain as his whole nut sack is\nsliced neatly off. She wraps the stub of his nut sack with a bandage.\n\nMa says, \"I'm sorry I had to do that to ya, Pa, but I had no choice.\"\n\n\"I understand,\" says Pa, as he gingerly pulls on his pants.\n\nMa pulls Pa's severed nut sack out of the slicing box and says \"I'm gonna tan\nthis. Your nut sack will make a great change purse.\"\n\n\"Whatcha gonna do with my nuts, Ma?\" says Pa.\n\n\"Oh, feed 'em to the hogs, I guess.\"\n\n\"How many men have you de-balled with that contraption?\" says Pa.\n\n\"Fifteen, countin' you, Pa,\" says Ma.\n\n\"Who's next?\" asks Pa.\n\n\"Little Johnny, probably,\" says Ma. \"Little Sis told me the other day she\ncaught him playin' with himself out behind the barn.\"\n\n\"Do you remember buildin\u2019 this nut-slicing box for me five years ago?\" says\nMa.\n\n\"Yep,\" says Pa, \"I do.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Clitoridectomy Support Group 5 My plan", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "My plan to lose my clitoris", "Text": "My plan\n\nI continued my assignment. But I could not get the idea out of my head. I knew\nwhat I had to do and I knew who could help me.\n\nI contacted Christine. She was reluctant to meet. I think she might have been\nembarrassed by our last meeting. However we did meet at the centre. At the\nsame table we had been at before, we again had some tea. I asked Christine how\nshe was.\n\n\u2018Deflowered,\u2019 she replied.\n\n\u2018That\u2019s progress,\u2019 I said.\n\nShe smiled and said, \u2018Yes, penetration is a relief. I don\u2019t feel anywhere near\nas bad as I did.\u2019\n\n\u2018You remember our last conversion?\u2019\n\n\u2018Yes, of course. I was bitter against everybody.\u2019\n\n\u2018Are all those feelings gone?\u2019\n\n\u2018No, not quite. They do resurface from time to time.\u2019\n\n\u2018Would you still like to cut of my clitoris?\u2019\n\nShe looked me in the eyes, \u201cAre you serious?\u2019\n\n\u201cI think so.\u2019\n\n\u201cThen I\u2019m your girl.\u2019\n\n\u201cI have some arrangements to make. I want you to help me.\u2019\n\n\u2018You mean were not going to go and do this right away?\u2019\n\n\u2018No, I want an audience.\u2019\n\nI explained my plan. She looked at me and said she wasn\u2019t sure it would work.\n\nIn the main hallway of the centre were two upright pillars, both of wood. They\nwere about ten feet apart. In front of them was a space of about 20 feet\nsquare where spectators could gather.\n\nMy plan was to be spreadeagled between the columns, with my crotch at head\nheight so everyone could watch me. A smooth wire would be attached around my\nclitoris, which would lead backwards about five feet to a pulley wheel and a\nlight weight. I would be able to thrust against the wire to bring myself to\norgasm. At the point of orgasm, Christine would press the remote control\nactivating a miniature guillotine on the wire. This would slice off my\nclitoris and then be pulled backwards out of the way by the wire and the\nweight.\n\nChristine looked at me. \u201cYou really are an exhibitionist. But could you\nactually come in those circumstances?\u2019\n\n\u2018I\u2019m not sure. I will probably need a rehearsal.\u2019\n\n\u2018I think we\u2019ll need Sal and Marion to help. They\u2019re really good at\ncontraptions.\u2019\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gelded Schoolboys in Hong Kong", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Two schoolboys fell in love and gelded each other.", "Text": "Hong Kong is a beautiful city in the south of China. Once upon a time, there\nwas a boy named Philip who knew history very well. He read many about the\neunuchs in Chinese history. Emperors in the past employed castrated men to\nwork in the palace. Philip was so interested in castartions and wanted to try\none.  \nNot late after his dream began, he met another boy in his boys' school called\nHenry. Henry was not tall as Philip, about 5'4\", while Philip has 5'9\". Both\nof them had lovely white and smooth faces and skins.  \nOnce they were making a floating board for the school in a room which very few\nstudents knew that place. They talked about sex when they were bored. Henry\nwho is very curious about sex asked if Philip would show his penis. And his\nhand came to Philip's private part at the same time. Philip did not stop him\nand let his little smooth hand undo the zip down there. Henry was amazed by\nPhilip's large penis - about 7 inches long (that was very long for an Asian\nboy) ! Philip's face grew red and said, 'Show me yours.' He undid Henry's zip\nand took out his 4-inch long soft penis. 'You lovely little girl,' Philip\nsaid. And he began to suck it - this was the first time for both of them.  \nEnjoying so much last time, Henry called Philip to 'work on the board' again.\nThis time, Henry sucked Philip's penis too. Both of them enjoyed so much and\nshooted quite a load of seeds.  \nAfter months, although the board was finished long time ago, Philip and Henry\nhad oral sex in the secret room for times and times. They often stripped\nthemselves naked, fondled and sucked each other. Both of them had no hair down\nthere, just like most of the 14-year-old boys did.  \nOnce Philip asked Henry who was naked lying on the table, 'Do you know about\nthe eunuchs?' Henry nodded. Philip said, 'Do you want babies ever after?'\nHenry shook his head. Philip then took out some thick rope to tie Henry's arms\nand legs up. He sucked Henry for the last time and licked every drop of his\nseeds. Philip himself shooted too. And then he took out a paper-cutter which\nwas given by the school for making the board originally.  \nPhilip asked for the last time, 'Are you sure you want to be cut?' Henry\nsmiled and nodded. Philip cut down Henry's sack in a whole. Henry did not make\nany big noise but blood ran down at once. Bleding stopped soon after the wound\nwas bandaged. Philip who was standing naked in front of Henry said happily to\nhim, 'Congratulations my little girl!'  \nFew days later, Henry's wound was completely recovered. In the room, Henry\nstripped himself naked and knelt down in front of Philip. Philip who was naked\nalso sucked him and made Henry masturbate. Henry felt the orgasm but only a\nfew drops of clear liquid came out slowly out of his halfly erected penis.\nPhilip was very happy to see Henry able to erect after gelded. Henry who was\nstill on his knees said, 'Master, do you need me?' Philip replied, 'Of course,\nmy little girl.' They then slept together in that room until the night came.  \nAnother few days later, Philip was bored of playing with little eunuch Henry.\nHe asked Henry to geld him the same as last time. Henry cried but did as told.\nHe tied up Philip, cut off his sack and bandaged the wound.  \nPhilip tried masturbation after recovered. Henry knelt down and sucked his\npenis. Soon Philip shooted a little amount of clear liquid as Henry. They\nkissed each other's penis to celebrate. 'Welcome, my dear sister and\nmistress.' Henry cried. They then slept together naked in that room again\nuntil the night came.  \nSince then Philip and Henry became good sisters and mistress & servant. They\noften sucked each other's limp penises in the secret room. Occasionally Philip\nlet Henry become the mistress. But anyway, Philip was always the ruler.  \nMonths passed and every regarded the two gelded boys as 'girlish and shy'\nonly, but did not notice anything. Until the summer camp, all boys in their\nclass had shower together in the same bathroom. One screamed with surprise,\n'Look, Henry had no balls down there!' And another one replied loudly, 'Philip\nhad no balls too!' Every pair of eyes were concentrating at the private parts\nof them. The naked Philip & Henry standed on the middle bench proudly,\nallowing everyone see & touch their remaining genitals and the wounds. They\nannounced loudly, 'This is what a boy should do to purify himself!' Thje crowd\nlaughed. Getting hot and erected, the boys masturbated themselves in the\nbathroom. And Philip & Henry sucked each other as they did every day. The boys\nleft all their clothes in the bathroom and went back to the sleeping rooms\nnaked - don't worry because that was a private boys' camp with no adults\naround.  \nThe boys got dressed finally three days after when the camp was about to end.\nThey said goodbye to Philip, Henry and another 4 boys who responded the\nannouncement and 'purified' themselves by losing their manhood.  \nAfter the event, the six 'girlish and shy' boys stayed in the school with all\nthe boys for another four years. No one told others the secret and they went\nto camp for fun every year. Four more boys joined Philip & Henry later. But\nonly the two of them knew the secret room, while the other eight had to wait\nfor the annual camp or play at home. All of the ten geldings now grew as girls\nafter taking hormones. And everyone will not forget Philip & Henry's girlish\nnaked body with no hair and no balls down there but two limp, soft and little\npenises. ---END---  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Road Trip", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "This while on a road trip accidently finds an unwilling client.Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Road Trip\n\nMy name is Thecia and I\u2019m a 31 year old \u201cCutter.\u201d I\u2019ve been deballing men for\na little over seven years and I\u2019ve cut a little over 100 sets.\n\nI had a job in Enid, Okalahoma. I normally only cut in Mexico but I was\noffered three times my regular rate to do it in the man\u2019s home. He was a very\nwealthy gay man with five or six \u201chouse boys.\u201d\n\nAll but one of the \u201cboys\u201d was sent away and it was a simple procedure. I\nsurgically cut him, put his nuts in a jar, pocketed the nine grand and I was\non my way.\n\nWhile driving back to Texas on a secondary road, a motorcycle passed me at\nwhat must have been more than 100 MPH. I just shook my head and continued on\nmy way. Five or six miles later I reached for my water bottle and didn\u2019t find\nit. It had been my kit bag and that was stored in the trunk. After stopping\nthe car and retrieving the water I noticed a glint of reflected sunlight about\n30 feet into the woods. The glint led me to a beautiful Harley that had\nwrapped it\u2019s self around a tree, a few feet from it was the rider. He was face\ndown and spread eagled on the ground.\n\nWhen I saw the club colors on his jacket, my mind went back to my collage\ndays.\n\nMy roommate Tracy had been on a date and she and her boyfriend ran afoul of a\nfew members of the same motorcycle gang as my prone rider. Her date had been\nbeaten senseless and she was beaten and gang raped. He was lucky to be alive\nand she never fully recovered. When they found her she was on the hood of\ntheir car, she was beaten and cum was running from her overfucked vagina in a\nstream. It ran down the car hood and trickled over each chrome piece in the\ngrill until if finally puddled on the asphalt.\n\nOn this man\u2019s back were the same colors. I felt my face redden as the rage\nrose in me. I checked his vital signs and he seemed to be ok.\n\nMy kit only had some bandages and a little betadine solution. My disposable\nscalpels had been tossed at my last job. However, my unnamed gang member had a\nnice sheath knife on his belt. Not as sharp as a scalpel, but it would do.\nStarting at his pants cuff the knife easily sliced through the heavy denim and\nup the back to the belt line. I removed his jeans and underwear from his boots\nto his belt leaving two very nice big balls exposed. His shoe lace made a\ntourniquet and the neck of his ballsack was tied tightly and securely.\nNormally I\u2019m very careful about infections, today I didn\u2019t give a damn.\n\nI brought the big blade to bear and began to slice his baby makers off, it was\nmore of a sawing motion than a slice, but it worked. His big balls came off in\nmy hand. I bandaged the wound and returned to my car. For the second time in a\nmonth I had more balls then I had jar room for. Somehow I managed to squeeze\nthe bikers set in with the older gay mans balls. When I got home I would re-\nlabel them, \u201colder gay guy\u201d and \u201cBiker asshole.\u201d My final act at the scene was\nto cut the stitches on his \u201ccolors\u201d and remove them. This would throw the\nsuspicion onto a rival gang. In fact it caused a gang war that cost the lives\nof thirty or so gang members. I didn\u2019t shed a tear.\n\nAbout ten miles further down the road sat a gas station/conveniences store. I\nstopped and bought a Coke, as I paid for it, I memorized the number on the pay\nphone near the clerk.\n\nBack in my car, I called the pay phone and in my deepest voice told the clerk\nto call the state police and report a bad accident at mile marker 179. One at\na time I tossed the exam gloves out of the window into the weeds, I then\ntossed the knife.\n\nWhen I crossed the Texas border, the car, as if on its own, stopped at a place\ncalled \u201cFerg\u2019s Eats.\u201d The pulled pork barbecue sandwich was wonderful as was\nthe Lone Star beer that I washed it down with. I get hungry when I nut a man.\nLife is good.\n\nRespectfully submitted,\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 51, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Answer", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, MINOR", "Summary": "Watch your ass in Central America", "Text": "` [SNUFF]`\n\nRobert, an overweight, balding, orthodontist from Cleveland, looked out the\nwindow of his hotel in the Central American city, as he had done every day for\nthe last week.\n\nThe object of his attention was a group of raggedly dressed street urchins\nbegging for money as they made their way to the seawall for their daily swim.\nRobert picked up his nearby binoculars and began to masurbate as the boys, all\nunder the age of twelve, shed their rags with the carefree abandonment of\nchildren and splashed naked in the warm water.\n\nThe oldest of the lads was of particular interest to Robert as he, unlike the\nothers, had the blonde hair and fair complexion of a North American. The boy,\nwho like his companions possessed no pubic hair, was obviously only a few\nmonths from adolescence as evidenced by his larger cock and lower hanging\nballs. Soon, thought Robert, beginning to breath hard, the boy would be too\nembarrassed by his emerging sexuallity to be seen in public nude.\n\nThe boys dressed and headed back up the street as Robert cleaned himself up\nand hurried down to his usual table at the sidewalk cafe.\n\n\"Do you speak English?\" Robert inquired as the blonde boy reached for the\nproffered coin.\n\n\"A little, senor.\"\n\n\"What is your mother's name?\"\n\n\"She is dead.\" the boy answered with a forlorn look.\n\n\"Your father?\" Robert pried.\n\n\"I live in the barrio with my uncle and cousins.\" the boy replied, and\ngestured to his companions while ignoring the reference to his unknown father.\n\" I am called Poco. My uncle is Julio, and cleans at the town hall.\"\n\n\"Wait here.\" commanded Robert before Rushing away. He soon returned with a\nsealed envelope addressed to the boy's uncle.\n\n\"Take this to your uncle. Do not open it.\" Robert instructed.\n\nThe envelope contained a one hundred dollar bill and a letter.\n\n\"Dear Mr. Ramirez,\" the letter began, \"I am what is called in your country a\nmaricon, or homosexual. I have considerable wealth, and would like you to\nconsider this offer. I will adopt your nephew, return with him to the United\nStates, and provide excellent care for him. He will recieve a fine education\nand will be free to return home at any time he wishes. Six years from now,\nwhen he is about eighteen, he will be paid ten thousand dollars, and every\nmonth until that time you will recieve one hundred dollars. I will love him as\nonly a man can love a boy, and teach him to return that love to me. In\nexchange for his virginity and the use of his body for a few years I will give\nhim a good home and education, as well as some of the finer things in life\nthat you could never offer him. Please give me an answer by the end of this\nweek, as I must soon return home.\"\n\nRobert's present companion, a former homeless boy who was now seventeen, was\ntired of the arrangement and wanted to include girls as recipients of his\ncopious quantities of seed. He was also aquiring the coarse body hair and deep\nvoice of an adult, which Robert despised.\n\nRobert was dozing a few nights later when he was awakened by a faint knock on\nhis door.\n\n\"It is me, senor,\" came the lilting voice of Poco, \"and I have your answer!\"\n\nRobert had just released the burglar chain when the door was suddenly forced\nopen.\n\n\"This is my uncle Julio,\" the lad proudly announced, gesturing to a small man\nin ragged clothes, \"and these are my other uncles, Ramon, Ruiz, and\nGuillermo.\" He nodded towards the other men, who were all dressed in the drum\nmajor uniforms common to police all over Central America.\n\n\"So, gringo, you like to have round, long, hard object thrust up your ass?\"\nThe largest policemen queried as his brothers stripped Robert and bent him\nover the edge of the bed. \"Let,s try this for size.\" He then grabbed an empty\nbeer bottle and rammed it home before shattering it with a blow from his\npistol.\n\n\"If you like the taste of sperm you,ll love this taste!\" Julio said as his\nbrothers rolled the hapless molester over and pried his legs apart to enable\nthe largest policeman to sever his srotum and and ram it down his thraot,\nassisted by the gun barrel.\n\n\"You like to suck little cock? try this one.\" were the last words Robert heard\nbefore hid penis was carved from his body and joined its rightful place above\nhis balls.\n\nRobert, blue-face and dying, sprawled on the bloody bed. The large policeman\ncollected his wallet, passport, and money belt, then phoned the hotel manager.\n\n\"Security Chief Ramirez, sir. We have another robbery in room 209. Yes sir, it\nwas like the others. Looks like a gay lovers quarrel. Yes sir, I agree. No use\ninvolving the police. Good night, sir.\"\n\n\"Lets go home, poco,\" he said, tousling his favorite nephew's blonde hair, \"if\nwe hurry, we can still catch The Brady Bunch on the new TV.\"\n\nAuthor's note: Poco, the boy's nickname, came from a small local fish. It is\nuseless for food, but its' golden color makes it highly prized as bait by the\nlocal fishermen.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Speed Trap", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The government has found a way to correct the male-female population imbalance while also solving some traffic problems.", "Text": "Over time, the male population in my country has begun to greatly exceed the\nfemale population. This is the result of parents favoring sons, and coupling\nthis desire with genetic prescreening and selective pregnancies & abortions.\nIn any case the number of frustrated males grew out of proportion, and these\ntestosterone laden guys were becoming aggressive. This was noted by the\nhighway & transportation folks as an increase in speeding and the resulting\ntraffic accidents. It was then that they passed the new traffic safety act.\nAll cars must be fitted with a small pouch under the driver seat. Males and\nfemales were given different key sets. If a male was to drive, a hatch opened\nabove the pouch. A sensor must detect his warm testicles, and then the opening\ncloses to \u201ccapture\u201d the testicles into the seat pouch. This was done gently of\ncourse so as not to cause damage or undue pain. More expensive cars had fur\nlined and even warmed pouches. One thing that all cars had in common though\nwas a spring loaded knife blade which could be activated by the police.\n\nIn my case it seemed so unfair. I tried to be SO careful. Even a tiny amount\nover the speed limit could result in swift justice. I was in a hurry on my way\nto the office, and did not notice the new speed limit sign. Suddenly my car\nslowed down and coasted to a halt. All cars had been fitted with a remote shut\ndown, and the local traffic cop had just zapped me. The most beautiful blonde\nstepped out of the police car and walked up to my window. I was terrified as\nshe leaned over the car door, exposing a generous cleavage. But squirm as I\nmay, the pouch constrictor had my jewels captured.\n\n\u201cYou were going just over the limit sir, and I expect you know the rules as\nwell as the punishment\u201d. I pleaded with her but to no avail. \u201cI can see by the\nbulge in your pants that you deserve the judgment\u201d she smiled sweetly. \u201cIf you\nwant one last cum, I suggest you be quick about it. I\u2019ll fill out my paperwork\nfor a few minutes.\u201d She unbuttoned her blouse so her bra came into full view,\nand it was nearly transparent. I unzipped my fly and got to work while she\nwrote on the papers attached to her clipboard. \u201cNeed a hand there sport?\u201d she\ncooed. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, I won\u2019t press the activator until you\u2019ve shot your last\u201d\nshe said as she reached in with one hand, while now holding a remote control\ndevice with her other hand. I had not been with a woman in months. It didn\u2019t\ntake long. UNGH and the white cream splattered the console. As it did, her\npretty red nailed finger depressed the red button. NOOOO I cried but it gave\nno mercy. SNAP and the pain shot up while the balls slipped down into the\npouch. She let her hand slip off my penis and down into the pouch which now\nopened fully. She took out my balls and slipped her hand down into her pants,\nslipping them up into her warm & wet vagina. \u201cOhhh she moaned, this always\ngets me SO horny. I guess this is as close as you\u2019ll ever get to cumming in my\ncoozy.\u201d\n\nAfter she calmed down she handed me some paperwork. \u201cHere, take this to the\nlocal highway department office and they will switch out your key for a Eunuch\nkey. Your car will start up again in 15 minutes. By then you should be better\nable to drive. Or if you\u2019d like, I can call the local clinic to come get you.\nAren\u2019t you glad we deactivate your car before we deliver the punishment?\u201d\n\nIn spite of great caution, a few percent of the male population gets neutered\neach year as a result of this program. I guess it does work though. Traffic\naccidents are way down, men drive much more cautiously, and the ratio of\nbreeding men to women is returning to 1:1. As for me, I guess it has reduced\nmy own frustrations, and I certainly don\u2019t chase skirts any more. I do miss\nthe exhilaration of orgasm, but the memory is fading.\n\nJim Fox\n\njimfoxeu@hotmail.com\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration in Hibernation", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Surprisingly Fine Dining", "Summary": "*****", "Text": "` `\n\nIt was fags versus pigs as the limp wrist met the long arm of the law.\n\nThe bears were tweaking the bare-ass tweeks.\n\nThey were bruising while they were cruising.\n\n\nJohn LaBatt apparently wasn't into twat. His beer company was the main sponsor\nof the gay pride parade down Yonge Street, Toronto, said to be the longest\nstreet in the world.\n\nThe vote was still out on the average length of bear and tweek.\n\nSome said the average hairy monster had less-than-average and often-grissly\ngonads. Some said the average tweek was never meek in manhood, the sleek\nphysique being the antithesis of his penis perfectus.\n\nBut why fight about dick size?\n\nWhat was the reason for this Great Canadian Cock Fight?\n\nIn a shell of nuts, the reason is that there are some great Canadian cocks\nworth fighting over and onto. Usually this country goes out of its way to be\nneutral, but when it comes to dick, they get down and dirty.\n\nAngered in the extreme, they can even go from neutral to neutered.\n\n\nIt all came to a head at Remington's.\n\nSteel-eyed, the bartender topped off the ice-cold LaBatt on tap, but\nstraightening the frosted mug for the last splash near the brim to give a good\nhead. For $200 Canadian you can give one of the big-cocked lap dancers some\ngood head.\n\nBut don't tell the steel-eyed bartender.\n\nOr the cops.\n\n\nIf you want to see naked bears, don't go to Remington's. Go to Naked Night at\none of the bear-on-the-menu bars.\n\nRemington's and their customers don't go for the full-body fur-rug look.\n\nThe delightful dancers are not all tweeks, but they are always damn sleek. I\ncan hardly speak.\n\n\nNaomi went to high school with Donna and Stephany in Scarborough. When they\nwere in high school, they had cocks. Now they have graduated to tits, but they\nstill have those nice cocks.\n\nThe four of us were in the upstairs bar at Remington's. As Mr. LaBatt's brew\nput us at ease, we had an easy view up the ass of each dancer prancing on\nstage.\n\n\"Nice cock and balls, but he didn't get all the hair off his left ass cheek.\"\n\nIt was fun to critique.\n\nThey were professional. They could take it.\n\nAnd damn, they could give it too. Those back room lap dances at $20 Canadian\ngot your finger up inside the same view you had earlier while you were just\npointing your finger.\n\n\nBut John LaBatt gave too much.\n\nThe proud bears drank too much. And after unshowering for the first four days\nof pride week, they stank too much.\n\n\nThose Canadian cops really know how to royally mount. They always get their\nmen.\n\nThey herded those stinking bears into one of the home-away-from-home homo\nspas.\n\nEveryone into the pool.\n\nBut then that glorious, invigorating pool had a floating scum of cum. Bear\ncum, mixed with bear grease and oil.\n\nPride week was spoiled.\n\n\nWhile the pool was drained and prepped for steam cleaning, the pooped bears\nfinally needed to hibernate. By police order, the spa rented them rooms at $8\nCanadian.\n\nAnd while they slept it off, the outraged manager decided to take compensation\nfor his loss. He would take it right off the top by playing his cards off the\nbottom.\n\n\nAs the awakened bears kick-started their Harleys, because they had been kicked\nout of town, they noticed that the seats were a lot more comfortable.\n\nHad the June sun heat-molded the leather to a perfect fit?\n\nDoes a bear shit in the woods?\n\nNo, it was John LaBatt's cousin, the spa manager. (Both cousins used to have\ntheir shit packed in the woods).\n\n\nChristopher LaBatt Pope was proud of his spa. Every non-bear gay place is a\nmodel of cleanliness.\n\nMr. Pope crept while they slept. The bears thought they were in a sylvan\nsiesta, a nap in the woods. The scalpel fell, and they didn't hear it.\n\nThey didn't even feel it. John LaBatt's brew has that anaesthesizing effect.\n\n\nAnd the bear balls were not all that bad.\n\nNow they had to be marinated for like a week in WD-40 to de-grease the damn\nthings, but once prepped at The Keg near Cartlon at College, they were quite\ndelightful.\n\nWith a lot of Merlot, down they go.\n\n\nAnd what bear will ever miss his balls? Hell, they're so damn fat they haven't\neven been able to see them for the last 20 years.\n\n\nClassy Bitch runs from bears. She lives in fear, but a fear that is a might\nerotic, that someday a bear will be able to read. He might find this and her\nother stories on eunuch.org -- but the Classy Bitch would snarl and bark, and\nchase him up a tree. A Maple tree.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 67, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The disco", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "girls just wanna have fun", "Text": "The Disco\n\n\tA group of us guys went off to a new club. The bouncers were \nbig muscle women. They looked us up and down and let us in. They \nseemed to say \"No coming on the dance floor\". Inside the club was \ndark, good music playing. We started to dance. As the lights adjusted \nwe noticed lots of very sexy young ladies. Some were earing short \ndresses; others basques, suspenders and nickers; some in leather; \nsome in PVC and some in coloured bras and nickers. Wow heaven we \nthought.\n\n\tA group of girls were dancing near us. Arms in the air, \nshaking their breasts and bums. We couldnt help but watch. One of the \ngirls caught me looking at her. She smiled. She slinked over and \ndanced closer to me. She was wearing a red lacy bra and nickers. I \nlooked down, right into her full breasts. I looked at her again. She \nsmiled. She started to rub her body against mine. To my amazement she \nundid her bra and placed my hands on her tits. I glanced around and \nnoticed all the girls were coming on to the guys.\n\n\tOne guy not being paid attention, moved to the middle of the \ndance floor and dropped his trousers and pants. His cock quickly \nstiffened. The girl closest to him, left the man she was coming on \nto, and turned to him. You could see his eyes staring at her tits, \nmesmarised. All the girls turned to watch and the boys as well. The \ngirl punched him in the face and grabbed his balls. She punched them. \nAll of us guys cringed, the girls giggled at us cringing. She tugged \nhis balls and punched them a few more times until he hit the deck.\n\n\tShe kicked him in the face, the side and stamped in his \nstomach. A bouncer woman came over she gave the girl a choice of a \nknife or a brick. She took the brick. She knelt between the writhing \nmans legs. Took aim. And smashed his cock and balls with the edge of \nthe brick. She stood up and held his genitals in her hand in triumph. \nAll the girls were shrieking and cheering.\n\n\tThe girl I was with, got back down to dancing and teasing me. \nI was dancing but very rigidly. She stroked my hair, face. She was \nbeautiful. I felt good again. She rubbed her tits against me. I felt \nmotion in my loins. She rubbed her leg between my legs. She smiled \nand whispered \"your hard\". Her hand dropped down and touched my cock \nthrough my trousers. It was pushing to get out. She lowered her body \nand undid my fly. I groaned. She undid my trousers and let them fall. \nShe pulled down my pants. I could feel the moistness of her mouth on \nmy penis. My God it was good. She was bringing me slowly toward \norgasm. I couldnt control myself anymore. I could feel the sperm \nforcing its way from my balls and out of my cock. She moved her mouth \naway quickly. My sperm shot across the dance floor. It glowed purple \nin the flourescent lights. I was grabbed from behind and dragged from \nthe dance floor by a bouncer. My girl followed.\n\n\tI was grabbed by my balls and lifted up a bouncers leg. The \nbouncer said \"No coming on the dance floor\". My girl smiled again. \nShe said \"I'm sorry, I caused the mess, I'ld better remove it. With \nthat the bouncer handed the girl a knife. She bent down, smiled at me \nagain. She teased my cock with the knife and then my balls. I could \nfeel the cold steel on my genitals. Then I fell to the ground. I \nlooked up to see my penis and scrotum dangling from her hand. She \nplaced it between her legs, pretending to be a guy and giggled. She \nbent down, kissed my cheek and whispered \"Thank you, I've always \nwanted some of these\". She walked off. I was dragged out of the club \nand dumped into the street. My last sexual experience was over.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Boys Like to be Held pt2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, General ballbusting sessions", "Summary": "", "Text": "Once more spring and lithe, Erin back a good distance away, her foot slowly\nretreating backwards. She let loose and....\n\nMichael felt the soft fabric of her sock, the toes pointedly aimed, especially\nthe pedicured nail of her big toe, all compress against his package. The air\nleft his lungs as quickly as she had kicked him. He stood, mouth open, eyes\nwide, as Erin delicately wiggled her toes within his stuff. With graceful\nposture, she kept her balance on her other foot while it's partner whipped his\nalready smashed nuts.\n\nHe couldn't help but fall forward; the pain was too much. His eyes crinkled\nwith tears, Michael bit his bottom lip to silence a scream. Even as he fell\ninto a kneeling position once more, Erin kept her foot steady, right up\nagainst his groin. She could feel both individual nuts, moving around, trying\nto escape.\n\nMichael curled up around her foot, holding her leg. He looked up to her with\npleading puppy dog eyes, barely able to groan out, \"Please--p-please stop.\"\nErin shook her head, and pressed her foot harder. Michael whimpered sharply in\npain, and whispered almost inaudibly, \"Please, I do-don't think I can t-take\nany-m-m-more.\"\n\nErin sighed, slowly rolled her ankle, but then mercifully withdrew the foot.\nShe watched, hands on hips, as the boy further curled into himself, clutching\ndesperately at his boy bits. She was too pissed at his cowardly attitude to\ntake pity on his coughings and sputterings.\n\nShe walked over to her bed and sat down. Watching him whimper for a few more\nmoments, smiling to herself at her handiwork, she then said sternly, \"Michael!\nCome here.\"\n\nSlowly the lanky boy drew his brown eyes up to hers, pain and a deep, deep\nhurt obvious in them, even though they were watery with tears. For his part,\nhe did try to get up, but he could not take his hands from his 'nads. He was\nholding them desperately, trying to assauge their aching pains.\n\nErin bit the inside of her cheek, becoming more annoyed with each moment\nMichael lay dawdling on her floor. \"Michael! Come over here now or I'll really\ngive you something to cry about. How about I take out the vice from the\ngarage? Hm? Stick your nuts in that and let it crush them to a pulpy mess of\nnothing! Well?\"\n\nMichael moaned, and then replied weakly, \"N-no, ma'am. I'm-m coming, ma-\nma'am.\" Slowly he picked himself up off of the hard wooden floor. When he\nfinally, painfully, got to his shaking knees, Erin became sympathetic.\n\nLightly she walked over to him, kneeling beside him. She placed a hand on his\nback, rubbing it in circles. She kissed his cheek. \"C'mon, Mikey, almost\nthere.\" She grabbed his elbow and tried to pull him up. It was shaky, but he\nwas standing. With a few uncertain steps, though Erin still had a hold on him,\nthey reached her bed, onto which he couldn't help but collapse.\n\nErin adjusted him onto his back, and more towards the middle. She herself\nclimbed on, deliberately pulling his cock from his already opened jeans and\nboxers. It was soft and pliable, but still rather well-sized at what she guess\nwas five or so inches. Erin always thought penises in and of themselves looked\nrather ugly, but this one she could actually consider cute, if that was the\nright word for it. She lovingly kissed its head, flicking her tongue at its\nslit. No response, except a small \"ummph\" sound from Michael.\n\n\"Aw, sweetie. You did really well today, though!\" Laying his cock towards his\ntummy, her hand once more delved into his boxers, this time much more gently.\nMichael froze, paralyzed in fear that she might continue his torture with\nsqueezing. Fresh tears ran down his cheeks at the very thought, but Erin only\ngiggled.\n\nCupping her hands, she held aloft his balls, swollen and red. Gently, Erin\nprodded them. Still intact. Michael yelped; she might as well have been\nhammering them on an anvil. Every slight pressure on them sent him reeling.\n\n\"Aw, poor baby,\" Erin said sympathetically, cradling his testicles as lightly\nas she could. \"Just a little swelling is all, nothing permanent.\" She took a\nmoment to study them again, holding them this way and that. \"I'm really proud\nof you, though. Maybe I should kiss them and make them feel better?\" Sweetly\nshe pecked both left and right testicle, giggling as she did.\n\nMichael, for all the ache and stabbing pains with each throb of blood in his\nballsac, couldn't help but return a small smile. Softly Erin settled his balls\nback into their rightful place. She cuddled up to his side, looking up at him\nwith a big grin. Kissing his cheek, she lightly wiped his tears away with her\nthumb.\n\nSnuggling up to him, she once again laid her hand deep into his pants, simply\nholding his package. Michael squirmed a bit in anticipation, but Erin was more\ninterested in a nap than continuing their session. He sighed in relief; sleep\nsounded like a very, very good idea. He was exhausted from such practice.\n\nIn a soft voice, Erin asked him, \"That was fun today, huh?\"\n\nKnowing better than to disagree, Michael nodded and murmured, \"Mm hmm.\"\n\nShe softly patted his stuff, much to his discomfort, and said before falling\nasleep, \"I can't wait 'till tomorrow. I have a few more ideas I'd like to do\nwith you...\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 72, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "THE BICYCLE ACCIDENT (penis, testicles)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "THE BICYCLE ACCIDENT\n\nby Sporus\n\nI was riding my road racing bike down the hill on my way to work. The\n\ntraffic was heavy and I had to stay closer to the row of parked cars\n\nthan I liked. Suddenly a car door opened right in front of me. My front\n\nwheel hit the door square on. I flew over the handlebars at 25 miles per\n\nhour and my crotch collided with the top of the door. It felt as if my\n\ncrotch were being ripped completely out. I rolled over the front of the\n\ncar and ended up in a fetal position, screaming, holding onto my crotch\n\nand not being able to feel anything between my legs but pain. Imagine\n\nthe pain of being kicked in the balls only a hundred times worse. And\n\ngetting worse by the second. On top of this, there was a growing\n\nelectrical pain surging through my cock, punctuated by sharp flashing\n\npains as if my cock were being pierced by a thousand ice picks over and\n\nover. Finally I rolled onto one side, vomited and passed out..\n\nI came to in the ER strapped to a table, an ice pack between my legs.\n\nThe pain was still intense. I was being wheeled into a room. Some one\n\nbegan cutting through the spandex of my bike shorts as a nurse handed me\n\na consent form. After a while the doctor informed me that I has\n\nsustained massive tissue damage in my groin. My crushed genitals had to\n\nbe completely removed. They began injecting local anesthetic into my\n\ngroin and gave me a shot of morphine. As I drifted into semi-\n\nconsciousness, I closed my eyes and tried very hard not to look like the\n\nhappiest man alive.\n\nI had dreamed about being a eunuch as long as I could remember. For\n\nyears I had been taping and gluing my genitals inside of my abdomen so\n\nthat my cock and balls would disappear completely. I could experience\n\nthe look and some of the feel of being sexless. Now it was all coming\n\ntrue. I was becoming a eunuch. What would my new body feel like? How\n\nwould my new life be? I couldn't wait to find out.\n\nThe next 24 hours were a blur, lying on my back with a Demerol drip\n\ngoing in one arm. The pain was dull but constant with occasional shots\n\nof intense pain which sent my entire body into spasms. By the afternoon\n\nof the second day, the pain was at a more manageable level. A nurse came\n\nin to change the dressing on my groin. I watched her pretty face as she\n\nsaw my wound. She tried to keep her composure, but clearly had never\n\nseen anything like. I asked her to leave me alone for just a moment so I\n\ncould look for myself. She hesitate, then waited outside. I elevated the\n\nbed so I could see.\n\nEverything was swollen and black and blue. My cock and balls were\n\ncompletely gone. A curving, horizontal scar ran from one side of the\n\ngroin to the other. A clear drainage tube ran from either end of the\n\nscar. A yellow catheter ran out from where the base of my scrotum had\n\nbeen. I felt an intense, almost orgasmic feeling rushed through my\n\nentire body. I lowered the bed and drifted off, a silly grin on my face.\n\nI was going to like this, I thought.\n\n______________________________________________________\n\nGet Your Private, Free Email at\n\n_http://www.hotmail.com_", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 66, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mr. Goldberg", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Mr. Goldberg can get his penis rebuilt, but...", "Text": "Mr. Goldberg wakes up in the hospital, bandaged from head to foot.\n\nThe Doctor comes in and says, 'Ah, I see you've regained consciousness. Now,\nyou probably won't remember, but you were in a big pileup on the freeway.\nYou're going to be okay, you'll walk again and everything, but..... something\nhappened. I'm trying to break this gently... but the fact is... your penis was\nchopped off in the wreck and we were unable to find it.'\n\nGoldberg groans, but the Doctor goes on, 'You've got $9000 in insurance\ncompensation coming to you, and we have the technology to build you a new\npenis that will work as well as your old one did... maybe even better! But the\nthing is, it doesn't come cheap. It's $1000.00 per inch.'\n\nGoldberg perks up at this!!\n\n'So,' the Doctor continues, 'It's for you to decide how many inches you want.\nBut it's something you'd better discuss with your wife. I mean, if you had a\nfive inch one\n\nbefore, and you decide to go for nine inches, she might be a bit put out. But\nif you had a nine inch one before, and you decide only to invest in five\ninches this time, she might be disappointed. So it's important that she plays\na role in helping you make the decision.'\n\nHe agrees to talk with his wife. The Doctor comes back the next day and says,\n'So, have you spoken with your wife?'\n\n'I have,' says Mr. Goldberg.\n\n'And has she helped you in making the decision?'\n\n'Yes, she has,' he says.\n\n'And what is it?' asks the doctor.\n\n'We're getting granite counter tops.'  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 27, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Warehouse FULL of Nuts.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Filling in the Nuts. In Amy\\'s society women have formally taken over the earth. Men are raised as crop to collect their semen and to harvest there cock and balls.", "Text": "In the small town of Hemet, CA were many warehouses for various companies.\nMost companies manufactured industrial items to food storages. In one\nparticular site a company by the name of Cromick Foods had there warehouse.\n\nI work at with this current company as a package handler. I started 2 months\nago and it has been going pretty decent. Basically my job is to handle human\nmeat. We have a large storage center filled with thousands of husks. Husks are\nvery weak. The only strong part of a husk is its penis and testicles. A husks\ncock is very thick, almost 7 inches around and can be as long as 18 inches\nwhen errect. The balls are very large aswell. They vary, it can be as large as\nan egg up to the size of 2 watermelons.\n\nI usualy start the day fast. We work at a fast paced work enviornment. A husk\nis brought to me and sat securely on a bench. In the middle of the bench is a\nsmall crane, looks like a welding table. My job is to place eatch testicle\nunder a steel needle. The steele needle can be very thick to support the\nmassive nuts. Before I drop the needle in the middle of the nut I make sure\nthey are drain and measure the penis. Usually a suction cup is held up top to\na large tank collecting massive ammounts of semen. Many cocks are milked this\nway before filling. Sometimes if we have downtime we make things fun and oraly\ndrain the dongs. In this particular occasion the cock is measuring 14 inches\nfully errect, and 9 inches around. Its bigger then both my arms but together.\nAll our cocks are uncircumsied b4 usage, this is a sign of a fresh dick. My\nfirst step is to cut the foreskin off the dick. this is usally difficult\nbecause of the strength of the errection, I tuck my hand under the foreskin\nand push down as hard as I can and tie the cock down with belts to make the\ncut. I cut around the head and quickly remove the foreskin. Sometimes a penis\ncan get so hard that when its tied down it could snap from the base. When this\nhappens we quickly sever the penis off the husk. After I take care of the\nforeskin I make sure the nuts are empty. For now I can only use the suction\ncup to drain the nuts. After the nuts are empty I place the scrotum on the\nbench and place the first ball under my needle. A large syringe is attached on\ntop. The nut is the size of a basketball. I cut straight down the middle of\nthe giant nut sack. I pull the first nut out of the sack. I lower the needle\ndown ready to make my poke. The syringe is filled with ground beef at the\nmoment. I plunge the needle down in the center of the giant testicle, a stream\nof white rich semen jets from the tip of the dong hitting the ceiling and\nmaking a loud splat. I pushed down on the syringe filling the testicle with\nbeef. The the nut starts to fill and the penis starts to errupt with beef. I\nstop the filling and snip the giant cords. I save the cords as its filled with\nbeef and can be sold in markets. We place all the nuts on a tray ready to be\npackaged and shipped to supermarkets across the country. I finish the second\ntesticle and cut the scrotum off the husk. I place the still errect cock on\nthe bench and tie it down. Its time to cut this dong of the husk. This is my\nfavorite my part. I love sawing off huge cock meat. The huge cock is also sent\nto the grocery stores for great foods, I personally prefer fresh raw cock of\nthe body. I repeat this process hundreds times a week as does 30 other people\nin the warehouse.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 53, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Traitor Slave", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION, Other:  Death By Impalement", "Summary": "you're just gonna have to read it.", "Text": "\"Put him to the pike. This worthless traitor shall know pain before \nhe dies the death of a worthless slave. The sentence is death by \nimpalement and nullification. Take him to his death.\" The overseer \nsaid.\n\nTwo eunuchs dragged the struggling slave to the place of his death. \nThe only thing he had really done was to have sex without his \nowner's permission. Ordinarily that wouldn't have been a problem \nbut with all the problems in the other provinces, owners, masters, \nand overseers were cracking down on their slaves. Most offenses \nonly required a beating or a simple castration. Some offenses \nhowever required a slave be put to death, and the method was \nusually left up to the owners. This particular slave owner was \nparticularly sadistic and loved to inflict pain on anyone he could \nget his hands on. He would find the most painful way to torture and \nkill a slave and take unusual delight in demonstrating the \ntechnique to anyone that wanted to watch.\n\nThis slave was one of a dozen that was going to die this day and \neach had his own pike just waiting to be driven into his anus. The \ntwo eunuchs dragged him up the path to the top of the metal \nplatform and held him fast as several other slaves raised the pike \ninto place and secured it fast to its place. Four other eunuchs \npicked up the condemned slave by his arms and legs. The original \ntwo parted the condemned slave's asscheeks and they raised him over \nthe point of the pike.\n\n\"Do you have any last words before you die, slave?\" the overseer \nasked, not really expecting an answer and he didn't get one.\n\nHe signaled for the eunuchs to lower the slave onto the pike, \nslowly. The eunuchs raised and lowered the slave several times \ncausing him to get hard. His cock was pointing straight out by the \ntime his feet touched the trap door. The overseer and his favorite \nslave approached the piked slave. The overseer had the gelding \nknife in his hand and his pet slave had a hot poker. The overseer \ntook hold of the slave's cock and balls with one hand and with the \nother, slowly sliced through the base of the shaft and ball sack. \nOnce both organs were in hand the other slave shoved the hot poker \ninto the bleeding wound and the blood stopped. The slave howled in \nagony as the trap door fell away and he slid down a full body \nlength then stopped. \n\nThe pike was deep inside him now and blood was slowly oozing from \nhis anus. It was ten minutes of screaming and moaning before the \nnext trap door opened. This happened several times until the point \nof the pike appeared in the slave's mouth then slid out above his \nhead and his body stopped falling.\n\n\"Take him to the cook pits. The master shall dine well tonight. \nBring the next one.\" The overseer said.\n\nEleven other slaves met their death on the pike and on the cook \nfires for the master and his guests.\n\n\nTHE END!!", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gnorrid the Warrioress - Background Fantasy - Long - 3 of 4", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Continued from Part 2", "Text": "` Gnorrid the Warrioress - Background Fantasy - Long - 3 of 4 `\n\nThe Age of Empire\n\nAfter the defeat of the desert invaders the Regency enjoyed a golden age of\napproximately two centuries before it began to collapse and break apart. This\ngolden age was sometimes referred to as the Age of Empire.\n\nAfter the declaration of the exclusive primacy of Dhradumus the few surviving\npriestesses attempted to hide among the general populace. Many were\ndiscovered, turned in, and executed by the Regency (often by burning or other\nhorrible means). Even for those who remained successfully hidden, the new\nrules imposed by the priests of Dhradumus made it extremely difficult to pass\non teachings and knowledge to another generation of underground priestesses.\nWomen were not to be taught reading or writing or allowed to work in any save\nthe most menial labor. A woman discovered to possess skills of literacy would\nbe put to death - after a period of torture to ascertain who had taught her\nand whom she may have taught.\n\nThe surviving priestesses hid themselves as best they could. Some remained in\nthe cities and some went to dwell among the peasants. More than a few families\nrisked their lives by discreetly taking in fleeing priestesses as servants. It\nwas here, however, that much secret knowledge was passed on the daughters and\neven the sons of these families.\n\nOne stronghold of underground priestesses was the profession of midwives. A\nmost necessary function, men found it quite unpleasant and were more than\nhappy to turn this duty over to women. Looked upon with distrustful scrutiny,\nmen had little choice but to tolerate them.\n\nAlthough the installment of Dhradumus as the one and only god in the Regency\nwas hailed as a great day among men, this sentiment was by no means universal.\nSecret brotherhoods and fraternal orders sprang up. (Many were started by\nsurviving eunuchs who had served the priestesses.) It was easier for men to\npass on their knowledge as literacy was not forbidden for men, and many\nintellectual pursuits were open to them. Also, such orders became clever at\ndisguising the ancient knowledge of the Sisterhood in terms and symbols that\nwere compatible with the worship of Dhradumus. It is said that there were even\nDhradumian priests, officiators at public rituals and held in high esteem by\nthe Regency, who were secret worshipers of the Goddess and curators of her\nancient knowledge.\n\nIn public buildings and statuary all artwork reminiscent of the Sisterhood and\ntheir Goddess was destroyed. Gone were the gala festivals presented by the\npriestesses on the great feast days. In their place were great somber\ngatherings. Statues of Dhradumus now frowned down upon throngs of groveling\nfollowers in the streets and city squares. Subdued and dutiful, the worshipers\ndressed in dark cloaks, robes and hoods, concealing as much flesh as possible.\nDhradumus was usually depicted wearing the traditional garb of the patriarchal\nnomadic herdsman. With a full beard, Dhradumus held a scepter in one hand and\na sword in the other. The scowl of Dhradumus was said to send a cold chill\ndown the spine of the bravest of men. He was the ultimate symbol of male\nauthority and dominion.\n\nGone were the wonderful athletic contests and exhibitions where naked or\nscantily-clad oiled bodies of young priestesses inspired crowds with their\nbeauty. Exposed flesh was now greatly restricted among men and absolutely\nforbidden for women. Women were no longer allowed to appear in public without\ntheir heads covered and their faces veiled. No more did men and boys\ncongregate in the market places on warm days just to enjoy the grand show of\nyoung women dressed in short skirts, thongs, and skimpy halters scurrying\namong the vendors. Now women could not share as much as a smile with the\nworld.\n\nGirls were the property of their families until they came of age. Then they\nwere transferred to a master, either through marriage or other consignment,\nand became his property. There were no independent women in the Regency. That\nsocial classification simply did not exist.\n\nConcubines and courtesans who once enjoyed a respectable place in society,\nwere now mere property of their masters. Harems of concubines were often\nnothing more than private brothels where wealthy noblemen entertained and\nrewarded their friends by letting them sleep with picks from their harems.\nProstitution per se was strictly forbidden, however, and punishable by burning\nor stoning. Free roaming prostitutes in the streets would potentially open the\npossibility for a woman to gain some semblance independence. Pursuit and\npatronage of whores would be an admission that women could hold power over a\nman by cultivating his lust. Women were to be purchased, not employed.\n\nDhradumian theology asserted that women were temptresses and seducers of men.\nWomen inspired men to think unwholesome and unclean thoughts, and were the\nprimary cause of men being led astray from the will of Dhradumus. In\nDhradumian society women had to be strictly contained and controlled.\n\nDuring the chaos of the conflagrations and razing of the temples it is said\nthat some groups of priestesses escaped the Regency altogether and\nreestablished themselves in lands far beyond the known world. Centuries after\nthe collapse of the Regency travelers from the wilderness would occasionally\nbring tales of matriarchal \"kingdoms\" guarded by fierce female warriors.\nAlthough such stories were generally given little credence, on more than one\noccasion Dhradumian leaders organized military expeditions to seek out and\ndestroy such enclaves. For centuries they found nothing.\n\nContinued in Part 4\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Random Acts of Deballing", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Young Woman Practices Her Craft", "Text": "` She saw him swagger into the bar. She knew his type-tight jeans `\n\nrevealing a bulge he thought no woman could resist.The type she loved to\ndeball- hearing them beg before she sliced off their scrotums with their\nprecious contents.\n\nHer sweet smile and low cut blouse quickly enticed him and after several\ndrinks they sat in his car.The bulge in his pants was straining his jeans.\"i\nbet a man like you has a big cock and balls she innocently whispered to him.\nher hands began to stroke the fabric now straining with his cock. Thats it\nbaby he moaned as she opened his pants and quickly cupped his balls in her\nhand.Quick as a cat she stabbed the needle into him-his eyes rolled and he was\nunconscious within seconds.\n\nShe felt her pussy begin to tingle as sheheld his penis up and placed her\ngelding knife at the base of his heavy sack.With one quick deft slice a new\neunuch was created. She dropped the trophy into a jar of preserving fluid and\nquickly bandaged the new eunuch.\n\nThe pleasure she derived from his gelding was matched only by the imagining of\nhim when he awoke- his balls gone-emasculated- his proud cock soon to be\nreduced to a soft limp useless organ.\n\nNo longer would he parade his thick hard cock for any woman.\n\nYes-another gelding for her!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Prince of Slaves  Chapter 8", "Tags": "MINOR", "Summary": "Megan's mother disowns her, causing unforeseen consequences.<BR><BR><A href=\"http://slammr.com\">http://slammr.com</A>", "Text": "` `\n\n_**Chapter8:**_\n\nHer mother repudiated her, saying she no longer had a daughter, resigning\nMegan to the status of a commoner.  \n_  \nAt least, I can fuck Dylan or Emrys as Megan now_ , Braith thought. _If I'm no\nlonger of noble blood, there's no proscription against it. Megan can fuck\nanyone, commoner or noble. She will never have a child by Emrys, but she can\nfuck him._\n\nAs Megan, she was content to live at Caerforon instead of the palace, whether\nwith Emrys or Dylan. She was content to be a commoner, if she could have him.\nShe tried to change into Megan -- but couldn't.\n\nBraith had lost his magic. Apparently, the God had also repudiated Megan when\nher mother had. He couldn't change at all, not even back to the beautiful\njilly boy. He was Braith, attractive, but speckled with freckles.  \n  \nBut, what about Dylan? He was at Caerforon -- as Dylan. Without magic, how\ncould Braith change Dylan back into the prince? As it turned out, he couldn't.\n\n\"You've lost your magic?\" asked Dylan.\n\n\"Yes,\" said Braith. \"When my mother repudiated me, the God deserted me, too.\"\n\n\"And, you can't change me back?\"\n\nBraith tried, but couldn't. \"No, he said, \"I can't. I no longer have any\nmagical powers.\" He started to cry. \"What a mess I've made of everything. I\nwouldn't blame you for throwing me out. I didn't think she would repudiate me\nand didn't think the God would, too, if she did. What are we going to do?\"\n\n\"I don't know,\" said Dylan. \"I can't go back to the palace as Dylan. Even the\nGod doesn't recognize me thus. He put his arms around the boy. We've made our\nbed,\" he said. \"I guess we'll have to lie in it.\"\n\n\"But whatever I give up,\" she said, \"you give up so much more. You give up a\nkingdom.\"\n\n\"Emrys gave up a kingdom when he decided to become Dylan. I've been far\nhappier as Dylan than I ever was as Emrys. At least, now I don't have to marry\nWynne of Kidwelly.\"\n\n\"But look at me,\" said Braith. He was bald and freckled. \"I'm not even an\nattractive jilly boy any longer. Glendower's beauty exceeds mine. Perhaps you\nwill prefer him now to me, especially after what I've cost you.\"\n\n\"Never,\" said Dylan, \"I love you, Braith or Megan. I love who you are.\"\n\n\"You love me even bald and with freckles.\" Braith certainly didn't feel\nattractive.\n\n\"I love you bald and freckled. Besides, I'm bald, too, and the hair will grow\nback, though I prefer not to let it. It's nice to be free of lice.\"\n\n\"Will you make love to me?\" Braith asked. \"I need the reassurance that you\nstill desire me, knowing I'll always be a boy.\"\n\n\"Dylan kissed him, then lay him on the bed. Braith raised his legs. Dylan\nknelt on the bed, his cock pressed against Braith's hole, then thrust his cock\ninto his hole, holding the tops of Braith's thighs as he thrust.  \n  \nBraith moaned, rubbing his tits as he did. He had breasts. They were small,\nbut were bigger than those of an uncut boy; and they were sensitive. He could\nalmost orgasm just from rubbing them.  \n  \nDylan fucked him, not once, but several times. It was a way to forget that he\nwas no longer the prince.\n\nHe had been happy being Dylan, but had known at any time he could once again\nbe the prince. Too, Dylan had no money. It was the prince, who had bought\ntheir house and had paid for their food.\n\nWithout fathers, they couldn't even find work.  \n  \nSons of merchants and tradesmen followed their fathers. Sometimes a childless\nfather would adopt a son to follow him in his trade, but he usually adopted a\nnephew or second son of a friend.  \n  \nSurplus sons joined the army, emigrated, or were sold into slavery.\n\nWhen the money ran out, they could either give up their balls and become\nslaves or return to the market. For now, though, they still had a house and\nmoney -- not much -- but enough for a month or two.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 74, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "From Boy to Hermaphrodite - Part 3", "Tags": "TG, NULLIFICATION, TG?  Hard to classify", "Summary": "Continuing \"From boy to hermaphrodite\" and \"From boy to hermaphrodtie 2\". Read it first. This story describes theorchiectomy of an already penectomized eunuch", "Text": "` when charles visited us the first time, he said: please, help me, I am so\nhorny, I am unable to collect my thoughts. And really, his whole body\ntrembled. We undressed him immediately and - indeed - he was not a man, but a\nmarvellous eunuch. his muscular body was completely shaved and on his belly\nthere was not the slightest mark of a cock, not even a scar, whre it might\nhave been, not even e pee-hole. his belly ended immediately in his scrotum.\nBut his scrotum was really bizarre. It dangled down for at least 15 cm. His\ntesticles were big as eggs, but it has not been their weight causing this\nelongation. Additional to his testicles his sack was filled with several heavy\nglass marbles, clicking with each movement. Obviously it was impossible for\nhim to go in public unobstrusively. He lifted his big sack with its heavy\ncontent and directly behind it we remarked his little peehole, only some\ncentimeters before his anus. Remarking our curiosity he got one of his\nlecherous paroxisms. He groaned and closed his eyes, his body twitched and he\ncried helplessly. Obviously cutting only the penis gives the eunuch an endless\ntoruture: His testicles and their testosterone preserve his lust but without\nany erectile tissue, he is unable to quench the lust. In his unfulfilled lust\ncharles started to beat himself. We had fear, that he would hurt himselft and\nso wie curcified him. His arms and legs widespread buckled at the cross, his\nwaist tied firmly by the leather straps, we lifted his heavy scrotum, the up-\nand down-moving lesticles let the marbles click. Carefully we creamed the\nsurrounding of his peehole with rheumatic medicine and insertied a thin tube\nonly some centimeters we reached his prostate. Its irritation was sufficient\nthat the prostate immediately liberated itself form its content. Zhe semen ran\ndown in long jets creating an extendend white spot at the foot of the cross.\nCharles relaxed, hanging exhausted in the buckles of the cross. We descented\nhim from the corss and in the afternoon we sewed him a scrotum suspensorium\nfrom elastic fabric, fixed with straps on a girdle around his waist. We asked\nhim to sty permanently with us and so we witnessed that his lecherey returned\nall four or five hours and without our help he needed often more than an hour\nwrithing in lust before the semen jetted in longlasting flow out of his little\npeehole. At some days he produced half a pint of semen, which - filled up with\nred wine - was our common evening drink. `\n\nOne a day he went to his surgeon with the wish to fill up his scrotum with\nfurther marbles up to the weight of a pound. The surgeon agreed and we begged\nhim - considering charles' difficulties with his testosterone - to remove his\ntesticles at this occasion. The weight of his new scrotum now big as a ball\n\nforced him to wear his scrotum suspensorium permantently. Some days later he\nexamined carefully his sack, unable to feel the testicles between all the\nmarbles. When also no further ejaculation and no further lecherous paroxisms\noccured, he realized, that he was emasculated, orchiectomized and now a\ncomplete eunuch - and he was happy. Naturally he was sad, that his former\nlascivity had gone, but I consoled him by the promise that he would get my\nsemi-dandrogene gestagene. giving als me a controllable uninterrupted state of\narousal. And naturally it worked at him. After some months he had reserved his\nformer sexual pleasure, but with some side effects: The female hormone had let\ngrown his nipples to two centimeters and the thick swollen prominent aureole\ngave his male body an arousing bizarre look.\n\nTo be continued. If interested, please write me (email:\nhermaphroditos@gmx.de).  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 36, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The debate", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Who are superior, males or females?", "Text": "The big debate\n==============\n\nHere it was, the big debate. The best minds in feminism (all female of course)\nverses the best minds in society (2 male and 1 female).\n\nJohn spoke first. He went for the very traditional line of male/female roles.\nChild rearing. Nurturing instincts. It was well put together. A little dry\nand heard before but a good opener.\n\nJanet countered all these arguments with all the usual evidence on role\nstereo-typing and gave plenty examples of cause and effect.\n\nMike was next. He was a bit more revolutionary. He went right back to\nprimitive societies. And rattled off, society after society where\nmales were 100% in charge.\n\nHenrietta, came to the podiem next. She told of how women have never had a\nchance to prove themselves. They have been over-powered by the devious\nmales through-out history. She says \"Clothes are the main tool of man. \nWhat do I mean? If a man's symbol of power over women is his penis.\nWhy does he hide it away. Simple. A man's balls is a far more potent symbol\nof his weakness than his penis his strength. History started when man\ngot clothes, hid his weakness and started to treat women badly. Before this\ntime, women had the edge and treated men well. This fairness by women,\nlead to their downfall. Next time, we wont be so fair. Think for a moment.\nMen - if you get kicked in the balls what happens. Women - if you kick a\nguy in his balls, what happens. We're taught not to do this at an early\nage. It is a male society's taboo. I propose an experiment. All the ladies,\nhere, pick a guy and knee him in the balls. See what happens\". With that she\nsat down.\n\nAileen from the traditionalists stood up. \"I've listened very carefully to\nthat well presented argument. A simple knee in the balls is a good starting\nexperiment as not many women or men have had that experience. Is it a male\nrepresive educational act or is it women who dont want to be hit back?\nI propose another experiment as well. A naked fight between a male and\nfemale of similar background and age. I propose 2 acedemics would suffice.\"\nShe sat down.\n\nTeresa stood up and asked the adjudicator to grant permission for the\nexperiments to take place now. \"Permission granted\".\n\nThe audience was\nre-arranged so females and males were paired off. The males stripped below\nthe waste to remove their protective clothing and allow the ladies a more\naccurate shot at their targets.\" Over a duration of a few seconds, each\nmale and female pair drew their breaths in preparation for the act. As some\npairs were breathing deep other males were screaming and falling to the\nfloor.\n\nHenrietta thought \"yes, I was right about that so far\". A few pairs were\nbrought to the podium to tell of their experience. The males said \n\"The feeling of total weakness during the event. And the feeling of great\nvulnerability after\". The females quoted \"The feeling of surprise,\nwonderment and it was quite funny during the event. And the feeling, of\npower and control after\". All pairs were asked to write their descriptions\ndown for later assessment.\n\nNow for the fight, Janet and Mike. Both were non-physical, out of shape.\nLate 30s academics. They were stripped down. And faced each other naked.\nThey appologised to each other for what they were about to do. Mike\napproached Janet and swung at her. She wasn't nimble but she got out of\nthe way. The second swing, clipped her on the head. She lost balance and\nfell. She tried to clamber up. He grabbed her. She bit into his hand.\nHe removed his hand to try to remove the pain, more instinct than tactics.\nHis swinging genitals caught her eye. She released her jaw and kicked out\nat his male parts. She missed but caught his penis with her toe-nail.\nThey withdrew to gain breath. He quickly checked his penis. The nail had\ncut the flesh a little.\n\nAs he looked up from viewing his damage, he walked on to a punch from her.\nIt hit him in the face. He was more surprised than hurt. She followed it\nup with a punch to the gut. He was hurt. In his pain he punched her.\nIt landed in her gut. She hit the floor. She started to crawl away but he\nchased her. When he had almost caught her, she turned. She was close enough\nto grab his genitals. She did. She grabbed his balls in her right hand.\nShe pushed his body with\nher head, grabbed his legs with her left hand. He lost balance and fell \nbackwards. His legs hit her in the mouth as he fell. She let go of his\nballs. The momentum of his fall, had dragged her hand from his balls. They\nwere hurt. She regained herself and looked up at his pained fallen body.\nShe crawled over to his genitals. Her final attack. Was it prime-eivil\ninstinct - she didn't know. She sunk her teeth into his penis.\n\nThe other women finally prized her from his cock.\n\nTeresa took the stand again. Well, we finally have the answer.\n\"The penis, a man's symbol of man's power over women has been a long kept\n disguise for a man's testicals, a symbol of women's power over man. For us\nwomen the answer is easy. We must fight every male, uncover his weakness,\nwe must remove his power symbol, his penis and use his balls to torture\nhis freedom like he has tortured women for so long\".\n\nGreat applause.\n\n\nFrom that moment on, another question arose. Were Teresa's words a metaphor\nor to be taken literally. Men, certainly do have a hard time of it these\ndays. That is if they are with a woman who does not pertain to the literal\nmeaning. \n\nI myself, dont really pertain to the literal meaning. But, I do get lapses\nof consciense and head of to St. Teresa's with one of my latest males. Poor\nsoles. I'm glad I dont have a penis, you never know when your going to\nlose it.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 114, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "THE WIFE's CHOICE -- A JOKE", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "AFTER AN ACCIDENT THE WIFE MAKES A CHOICE FOR HER AND HER HUSBAND.", "Text": "<< A man was in an accident and his penis was chopped off. \n\nHe was rushed to the hospital where the doctor examined him, and \nafter careful examination said, \"We can replace it with a small \nsize for $2,000, a medium size for $5,000, or an extra-large size \nfor $10,000. I realize it's a lot of money, so take your time and \ntalk it over with your wife.\" \n\nWhen the doctor came back into the room he found the man staring \nsadly at the floor. \n\n\"We've decided,\" the man told him as he choked back tears. \"My wife \nsays she'd rather have a new kitchen.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 6, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Punishment for a Repentent Pervert - Part I", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A flasher who is normally content with just exposing himself, goes one step too far and assaults a young woman. He is consumed with guilt and determined to prevent that happening again. He wishes to be castrated, but can he go through with it?", "Text": "` PART ONE `\n\nWhy did he do it? John couldn\u2019t easily say. But for two months he had paid a\nheavy price for his lust. Guilt hung over him like a heavy blanket he was\nunable to shake off.\n\nBut soon, the waiting and the agony would be over. He disliked hospitals \u2013\neven smart private clinics like this one. Yet he was here out of choice.\n\nIt was his decision and his alone: to be castrated as a punishment for what he\nhad done and to stop him reoffending ever again.\n\nThey weren\u2019t ready for him yet and the delay was agonising. He flicked through\nthe magazines but couldn\u2019t concentrate. He sat there motionless, staring\nfixedly at the wall, lost in thought, pondering his empty life.\n\nJohn was 30, single and unemployed. He lived by himself in a small, run-down\nbedsit on the outskirts of town. His grimy front window which he could never\nbother to clean looked out on to the street outside.\n\nOften he would fill the empty hours staring listlessly through the dirty glass\nfrom behind net curtains.\n\nIt was usually fairly quiet. The occasional passer-by would stroll along \u2013 and\nJohn would watch them absent mindedly. But one particular day, he took more\nnotice. A girl was walking along. She was around 17 with long blonde hair and\npretty blue eyes. She wore a white patterned dress with little pink sequins\nbraided into it. She looked happy and as the sun caught her dress, the sequins\ntwinkled.\n\nThere was a twinkle in John\u2019s eye too. The light white fabric was no match for\nstrong summer sunshine which cut straight through it.\n\nJohn stared in fascination at those strong slim legs beneath her skirt. But\nlooking at her wasn\u2019t enough for him. John was a flasher. \u201cJust one more\ntime,\u201d he said to himself. He removed his jeans and underpants and grabbed his\npair of running shorts which he put on, forcing his semi erect penis inside\nthem.\n\nAnd then, he slipped out of the door, gently closing it behind him. The girl\nwas approaching the end of the street. There were roads either side but\nstraight ahead was a dead end, save for a sandy path which led to woodland.\n\u201cPlease go in the wood, please,\u201d implored John as he silently ran after her.\nHe was in luck. She did so and John, panting in anticipation, caught her up\nand ran straight past her.\n\nSarah thought nothing of it. He was just another jogger; two had already\nhuffed and puffed past her earlier on. As for her, she was in no hurry. She\nwas off for a nice walk through the woods, all alone save for the birds, the\nbutterflies and the trees.\n\nJohn had kept jogging for a good way until the path led into thick woodland.\nHe looked around carefully. No-one was about. He stepped off the path behind a\ntree which still afforded him a view of the route the girl would take.\n\nJohn pulled down his shorts, almost ripping them as he struggled to push them\noff his shoes. He threw them to the floor. He took his now erect penis into\nhis hand. He began to masturbate slowly and carefully, eyes fixed on the path.\nSuddenly Sarah appeared and began to walk along it.\n\nPart II to follow  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 51, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "New world - 3003", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "In the future sperm is scarse.", "Text": "New World.\n==========\n\nMike, a scientist from the 20th century awoke. He opened his eyes slowly\nto behold a group of women surveying him. He was naked. He asked them\nwhere he was. The were surprised but told him \"Medical Lab 1 - the year is \n3003\". He was stunned. They finished the medical examination and he got\ndressed. Natashia escorted him on a tour of the faility.\n\nShe explained that men in this time, were not intelligent at all, and are\nused for gene production only. Only a few males are produced each year.\nThe bulk of the population are female.\n\nOver the next month Natashia and Mike had many conversations about the past\nand present. Exchanging information. Natashia, then put it to Mike, that\nhis genes would be of benefit to society. It would be a pleasure retorted\n Mike. Natashia then lead him to another lab. She asked him to strip. He\nstripped. His penis stood to attention. She approached carrying a sheath.\nShe inserted his penis into it and flicked a switch. He felt light headed\nas it stimulated his cock.\n\nNatashia approached and gave him a shot of something in his arm. He felt\ngood. Her voice now sounded hipnotic. She told him to approach the table\nand push his cock and balls through the ring standing on the edge. He\ndid as he was told. Natashia approached, looked at his organs and smiled.\nShe unhooked a wire from the ring edge and rapped it around the back of\nhis scrotum and then lifted it up and around his cock. Stand still she said.\nHe was not bound. He wanted to get away, but his body was not moving.\nShe smiled sweetly to him as she pulled the wire and severed his scrotum\nand the his penis from his body. Mike's eyes shed tears as he watched\nmotionless as she de-sexed him. The de-sexing complete. She pushed him\naway and attached a machine to his genitals.\n\nMike was carried out of the lab and on his way out - it was explained that\nmen cannot fulfill the gene requirement. But a machine supporting the male\nsexual organs can. They thanked him for supporting the cause.\n\nNatashia took him home. A few weeks passed by and Mike had totally forgiven\nNatashia and they remained good friends. Talking about old times.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's bad day", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A short fantasy Thecia story. Of course it's fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s bad day\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m a 31 year old underground cutter. I\u2019m also an engineer\nwho works at various oil refineries around the world.\n\nI woke on a Tuesday morning to a 4 AM phone call from an old and intoxicated\nboy friend. After putting him in his place I returned to a furtive sleep until\nmy six o\u2019clock alarm. I had an early morning pressure test on several miles of\nnew refinery pipeline. A successful test would mean a big bonus for me. There\nwere thousands of welds and hundreds of flanges, so a perfect test on the\nfirst try was not likely. I stopped for my morning coffee, it turned out to be\ncold and made wrong. The pipeline test failed in a slew of places. It was not\na good day.\n\nOn the way home from work I stopped at the supermarket to pick up a few\nthings. On my way out of the store I saw a pickup truck back out of a spot and\ndrag its bumper down the length of my car, causing a deep cut from the front\nfender to the start of the back door. The truck just drove away. I got the\nlicense number and took note or the unique decal in the back window.\n\nI started to call 911 when my evil side popped up, I could make this day\nbetter yet.\n\nI learned from one of my cop friends that he was a low life petty criminal and\na town bully.\n\nHe lived in a nearby town at 23 Spooner Street (ironically the same address as\nPeter Griffin)\n\nHe opened the door and asked of me \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d I told him that he hit\nmy car and I wanted him to stand up and take care of it.\n\nHis reply was, \u201cFuck you cunt!\u201d as he tried to slam the door. My taser was a\nlittle quicker than he was and in a nanosecond he was writhing on the floor in\ntears. From the corner of my eye I spotted a battle scarred pit bull coming at\nme. The taser had recharged and it put the dog on the floor with his master. I\nhog tied the dog and cuffed the man before the affects wore off.\n\nI cut the man\u2019s clothes off to reveal a pretty impressive package, a cock that\nwas maybe a very thick eight inches and balls the size of lemons.\n\nWith practiced ease I put an elastrator band over his nuts and looped my\nmonofilament fishing line around his sack just below the band. He couldn\u2019t see\nwhat I was doing, but he knew it wasn\u2019t a good thing. He said, \u201cI\u2019m going to\nkill you, you fucking cunt.\u201d I told him that somehow I didn\u2019t think he would\nhave the balls to do that. I pulled the improvised wooden handles of my\ngarrote and in a flash his big balls bounced onto the seventies era shag rug.\nHe began to scream, \u201cMy Balls! My Balls.\u201d but it was too late, his big nuts\nwere mine.\n\nThe pit bull was struggling mightily against his bonds. He was obviously used\nin the fight ring. I wouldn\u2019t put up with that either. Using exactly the same\nmethod his canine nuts fell on the same outdated shag rug.\n\nThe day turned out to be not so bad after all. I had to pay for my own car\nrepairs, but it was worth it.\n\nI stopped at a Greek diner on the way home and had a little spinach pie. It\nhit the spot. Nutting always makes me hungry.\n\nRespectfully submitted,\n\nThecia\n\nthecia@hotmail.com\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Valentine's Present", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The boy's most horrible Valentine's wishes come thru, - with help from a box of chocolates.", "Text": "The Valentin's Present\n\nIt was Valentine's Day evening.\n\nThe fire in the fire place blazed cheerfully and supplanted the February\nnight's cold. On a dais close to the fire place a naked boy was kneeling. Soft\nsilk ribbons pulled his hands toward the ceiling and kept his knees against\nthe rim of the dais \u2013 far apart. The flames endowed his light skin with a\ngolden cherry glow. He was very beautiful. A scarf around his head covering\nhis eyes had increased his sensitivity for the flames' crackling, the smell of\nbirchwood and for the finger, which caressed his inner thigh.\n\n\u201dHow does it feel?\u201d whispered the man into the boy's ear.\n\n\u201dI lo...\u201d\n\n\u201dShhh,\u201d whispered the man. \u201dI love you too.\u201d\n\nThe boy made a small twitch, as the finger reached his hairless genitals, and\nhis penis hardened by the light touch.\n\n\u201dAre you ready?\u201d the man whispered. \u201dA box with chocolate and twelve small\nnotes. One for each of your years of living. Is that to be your Valentine's\npresent?\u201d\n\nThe boy nodded eagerly.\n\n\u201dTaste this.\u201d The man pressed a piece of chocolate against the boy's lips. He\ntook a bite.\n\n\u201dCoconut.\u201d\n\nThe man tasted the chocolate. \u201dYes, it is coconut.\u201d\n\n\u201dRead the note,\u201d said the boy.\n\nThe man found the note marked 'coconut', opened it and read. He smiled kindly\nof the boyish handwriting, while he read aloud.\n\n\u201dCoconut: tie me to the bed and tickle me endlessly.\u201d\n\n\u201dHow sympathetic.\u201d The man laughed and gave the boy's penis a little flick.\n\u201dThere will be plenty of time for that.\u201d\n\n\u201dOne more,\u201d the boy whispered in suspense.\n\nThe man put another piece of chocolate to the boy's mouth.\n\n\u201dCaramel.\u201d\n\n\u201dRight,\u201d the man confirmed. \u201dIt is caramel.\u201d\n\nHe read the note marked 'caramel'.\n\n\u201dCaramel: A whole night's caress, but I am not allowed to cum.\u201d\n\n\u201dWe both can have pleasure from that,\u201d the man smiled.\n\nThe boy giggled, and for a moment they both laughed, until the echos of their\nlaughter died out , and the crackling fire again was the only sound.\n\n\u201dEnough for to night?\u201d The man lightly squeezed the boy's genitals, but the\nboy shook his head.\n\n\u201dWell, as you wish, here you have one more.\u201d\n\nThe boy tasted the chocolate and hesitated. \u201dStrawberry.\u201d But this time he did\nnot smile. The man took up the note named 'strawberry'. His voice got deeper\nand more slowly while reading.\n\n\u201dStrawberry: 'Hang me upside down and whip my inner thighs with the bamboo\ncane.'\u201d\n\n\u201dPlease, don't do it. Let me get off. I wrote it just for fun.\u201d The boy was\nclose to crying.\n\n\u201dI know you,\u201d then man replied. \u201dExactly as you know me. You do nothing just\nfor fun. Your wishes are the same as mine. You wanted this Valentine's evening\nto be something special.\"\n\n\u201dOne more please, \u201d the boy said.\n\n\u201dAs you wish. It is your Valentine's present.\"\n\nA new piece of chocolate touched the boy's lips. Then his head moved back\nabruptly.\n\n\u201dNO!\u201d He cried. \u201dLet me choose another one!\u201d\n\nThe man tasted the chocolate himself.\n\n\u201dIt is vanilla,\u201d he said, \u201dwhat can be so special about that?\u201d\n\nThe sound of a letter being opened drowned for a moment the crackling fire.\nFor a long time he read in silence. The boy's face was pale as birch ash. When\nthe man spoke his voice was hoarse.\n\n\u201dThe big prize.\u201d\n\nTears ran down the boy's face.\n\n\u201dI didn't knew there was vanilla in the box,\u201d he whispered.\n\n\u201dYou wrote this lines with you most secret wishes. If you didn't wanted it,\nyou would not have written it.\u201d\n\nThe man's mouth was close to the boy's ear, his fingers cupped the boy's\ntesticles while reading aloud.\n\n\u201d'Vanilla: In the cellar, naked and blindfolded. Licking your ass and sucking\nyour cock. My genitals tortured for two hours. Then the tip of my cock chopped\noff, and my balls removed from scrotum. All kept in a jar. Screaming,\nscreaming through endless hours.\u201d\n\n\u201dI didn't know,\u201d the boy's voice was hardly audible.\n\n\u201dYou didn't know there was vanilla in the box, but if you didn't want it, you\nwould not have written as you did, and you would not have arrived today, just\nin the beginning of the vacation. You would not have told your parents, that\nyou were on winter holidays, with your classmates. You didn't know there was\nvanilla in the box, but secretly you wanted it.\u201d\n\nThe boy whimpered a bit and bowed his head accepting his fate. The man\nloosened the silk ribbons holding the boy's hands and knees, then lifted his\nlovely victim and went for the cellar. Soon, desperate shrieks from a boy in\nunbearable pain rose through the dark house.\n\n\nSeveral hours later the man came back. Alone. He was tired. The boy's last\nhoarse prayer for mercy echoed in his ears. The fire had almost burned down.\nHe sat down and placed a little jar with the boy\u2019s genitals on the table.\nAbsent-mindedly he took a piece of chocolate from the still-open box:\n'Nougat,'\" he established.\n\nWithout deeper thought he took the letter marked 'Nougat', and read:\n\n\u201dNougat: A shoulder to cry on, a hug when I need it. A kiss when I want it.\u201d\n\nThe man crumpled up the paper and threw it into the flames. A short flare and\nit was gone.\n\n\u201dHappy Valentine's Evening,\u201d he said to the empty room.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 97, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Friend Rob Gets Cut, Part Three", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The final part of my first story for the eunuch archive. More gentle than most of the stories here.", "Text": "` Copyright D.Reynolds `\n\nContact me at djrwriter@hotmail.com (this address good as of 3-21-03)\n\nLiz wrapped one hand around Rob's doomed balls and squeezed. \"Relax as much as\nyou can,\" she said to him. \"We have to wait fifteen to thirty minutes before\nwe can cut you.\"\n\nJessica held Rob's left hand while I held his right. \"Your little guys are\nbeing murdered right now, Dear,\" she said with a cruel grin.\n\n\"Is that right?\" I asked, looking at Liz.\n\n\"Yes,\" Liz replied. \"The moment I clamped him I crushed his cords. There is no\nfresh blood supply to his testicles so, in reality, they're being killed as we\nspeak. If the clamp is not removed soon, they will be permanently damaged.\"\n\nDespite my concern and sympathy for my friend, I could feel myself becoming\naroused. My body temperature rose, especially in my crotch. I kissed Rob\ntenderly on the forehead and cheek and told him how proud I was of his\ncourage.\n\nWe all had drinks and made idle chitchat while waiting for Rob's testes to get\nready. I don't remember what we talked about. I was too aware of the\nsensations in my own body. I felt very warm and I was very aware of my cunt.\n\nSoon enough we were back at the kitchen counter. I got on top of the counter\nwith Rob and cradled his head in my lap, while Jessica and Liz got between his\nlegs. Jessica held the metal bowl while Liz brandished the knife. It was\nsomewhat like a fillet knife, having a narrow and very sharp blade.\n\nLiz held up the weapon so Rob could see. \"I am going to cut off your balls\nnow,\" she announced. \"I think both you and Danni should see this.\" I raised\nhis back so he could observe the violence Liz was about to do to him. His head\nrested against my shoulder.\n\nI watched in awe as it happened. Liz brought the blade down next to his bag\nand, in one fluid motion, sliced through the pinched skin, severing scrotum\nand nads. Rob gasped and his eyes rolled back in agony. He passed out. Liz\ndropped the scrotum into the metal bowl, emptying its gory contents while I\nstared with fascination. I had no idea how much blood there was in a guy's\nsack. Jessica found some pillows while Liz went to the sink with the knife and\nthe bowl.\n\nI helped Jessica place the pillows underneath her husband's head and back,\nthen got off the counter and we joined Liz at the sink. Liz had already washed\nthe knife. Together, she and Jessica rinsed the blood out of the metal bowl\nand cleaned off the balls and the scrotum. Without its former residents, the\nsack looked wrinkled and pathetic. To my surprise, the testes were a bluish\npurple color; I had expected them to be red.\n\nI excused myself, trusting Liz and Jessica to look after Rob. After all that I\nhad seen, I needed some time alone. The drive home was like an annoying erotic\ndaydream--I felt a dull ache in my sopping pussy the whole way and there was\nnothing I could do about it but grit my teeth. Once home, I lost no time in\ntearing off my clothes and climbing into bed with my favorite dildo. I\nfuriously fucked myself to a screaming orgasm over and over, replaying the\nmoment of Rob's nutting in my mind. After a half dozen climaxes (I lost count,\nactually), I collapsed in exhaustion.\n\nFor the next couple of days I felt sick with guilt. My best friend had lost\nhis virility and I had got off to it. I talked to a psychiatrist friend of\nmine about it and she brought me back to reality. She helped me see that it\nwas the sexuality of the castration and not Rob's suffering that I had found\nso exciting. My behavior had been perfectly normal. There was no reason for me\nto be ashamed.\n\nI still see Rob on a regular basis and we still fuck when he is able to get it\nup. Mostly he goes down on me. Orally pleasuring a woman is more fulfilling\nfor him now than ever because he no longer needs to cum. Occasionally I miss\nthe flavor and aroma of his semen, but I relish the new intimacy we enjoy.\nWe're almost like brother and sister now. Rob doesn't have any regrets; He no\nlonger feels bad when another man fucks his wife and he enjoys our new\nrelationship. And Jessica? She keeps his balls pickled in a jar in her closet,\nand his scrotum has become a handsome purse.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Boys' Day at John F. Kennedy Middle School, A report by Nancy Carrigan and Susana Washington", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, MINOR", "Summary": "Two girls write a report.", "Text": "` Boys' Day `\n\nNancy Carrigan\n\nSusana Washington\n\nGrade 6\n\nMs. Van Patten\n\nMarch 21, 2047\n\nBoys' day is a very important day in the school year. Boys' day happens every\nMarch, just before Spring Break. We celibrate boys during Boy's Day. Not all\nboys are treated the same during Boys Day. Principal Andrews decides who will\nstay boys and who will change to men. She uses several different things to\ndecide. She uses the national standards test. She uses the recommendation of\nour teachers. She uses a doctor's report. Then she makes a list.\n\nMe and Susana Washington were allowed to observe during boys' ceremony. We had\nto be quiet and serious. During gym class the boys take a shower first,\ninstead of last. Then they line up in the gym. They are not allowed to wear\nclothes, even underwear. Principal Andrews then reads the first names on her\nlist. Those boys are excused. Boys that are excused are very smart or very\ngood athletes (Go Panthers!) or both. Those boys go to the library. The other\nboys get help to stay boys. Staying a boy is good. We know that before boys'\ndays started, there was lots of war and crimes in the world. Now it is better.\nThose boys stay in the gym. Ms. Andrews calls their names one by one and they\ncome up to a table. They bend over the table and Nurse D'matio feels between\ntheir legs. Boys have a scrotum. Nurse D'matio feels their scrotum to find\ntheir cords inside. Nurse D'matio puts a small tool like a sissors against the\ncords. She steps on a button on the floor and electricity burns the cords. The\ncords would bring bad chemicals to the boys' bodies that should be stopped.\nWhen Nurse D'matio pushes the button the boys jump and gasp. Some of the boys\ncry and then Ms. Andrews teases them. The other boys tease them too. Because\nBilly Laurens has a long scrotum and his cords were easy to find, Nurse\nD'amatio let us do Billy. We both felt Billy's cords. We pushed them to the\nback of his scrotum. I held them there and Susana put the zapper on them. The\nzapper clamps them from both sides. When the cords were clamped I stepped on\nthe button. Billy jumped, and the sack rolled around and got smaller. Nurse\nD'matio says that is the balls trying to get away, but they can't. We thanked\nNurse D'amatio and Billy for letting us try the zapper. When we took the\nzapper away, Nurse D'amatio showed us two white spots. That is where the\nelectricity went through Billy's scrotum. She said Susana and I did a good\njob.\n\nAfter the boys' ceremony the boys put their gym clothes on. They get small ice\nbags to put between their legs. They sit in the gym bleachers and Principal\nAndrews told them how proud she was of them. Then they eat cake and ice cream.\nSusana and I then returned to girl's gym. Later there is an assembly and\nPrincipal Andrews and some High School students gave a presentation on how\nimportant boys are.\n\nIn June Nurse D'amatio will come back to boy's gym and check that all the\nboys' cords are burned. She said we should come back and check if Billy's\nballs are still there. She showed us how Billy's balls were firm and seperate\njust after we burned his cords. In June they should be mushy and mixed\ntogether. That is the way boys' balls should be, but they need help.\n\nThank you Principal Andrews and Nurse D'amatio for letting us see the boys'\nceremony for our report on holidays in our country.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 60, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gladiators Pt. III", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The galdiator game reach their conclusion. How will Claudius fare? Will HIS balls pay the price of his opponant\\'s victory?", "Text": "` GLADIATORS: Part III `\n\nCLAUDIUS HAD BEEN outstandingly lucky so far in his series of Gladiator\ncontests. He had already dispatched two worthy opponents and had taken their\nmanhood in bloody emasculation. Now, as he stood before the Emperor, he\nwondered what challenge now lay ahead. \u201cWell done, loyal slave,\u201d the Emperor\nsmiled. \u201cYour next challenge will be trial by lance.\u201d Claudius looked to the\nfar side of the arena where his next opponent was already entering through the\nheavy wooden door: a lithe, strapping young hunk, named Marcello, completely\nnaked and defended only be a leather shield in his left hand and a sharp iron-\ntipped wooden lance in his right. A noble threw down a lance in front of\nClaudius. He picked it up and stood spread-legged in the middle of the arena\nwaiting his adversary.\n\nMarcello came running toward him at full gait, the lance held high and his\nshield protectively covering his naked belly and genitals. In a moment they\nwere at it, each seeking the slightest chink in the other\u2019s defense. Lance\nrapped against lance as each sought an opening exposing a vital part of the\nother\u2019s body. Claudius jabbed a hard thrust at Marcello\u2019s gut, but he handily\nwarded it off to one side and it merely glanced past his protective shield.\nNow it was his turn, and he thrust it as hard as he could directly at\nClaudius\u2019 massive heaving breast, trying to pierce his pounding heart. But\nClaudius, too, managed to side step the lethal weapon and now they faced one\nanother off once again. A quick thrust by Marcello nearly brought disaster to\nClaudius! He gasped as he felt a sharp burning pain in his left muscular thigh\nas the sharp lance tip pierced and tore a ragged gash in the bronzed\nglistening flesh.\n\nBut it cost Marcello, too. His aggressive thrust put him momentarily in a\nvulnerable position which Claudius was quick to take advantage of. A glancing\nswipe tore open Marcello\u2019s left leg from the groin to thigh. Marcello cursed,\nbut was thankful that it had spared his bulging young nuts by inches. Now they\nfell upon each other with wild fury. Another glancing thrust produced a\nsuperficial gash along Marcello\u2019s trim, heaving belly just below the navel.\nHowever, he returned the parry with a vicious jab that very nearly emasculated\nClaudius! As it was, it tore open the bottom of his left sac, exposing the tip\nof his raw testicle. He looked down at the blood running down from his groin\nin horror as he saw the damage done to his most precious possession. In some\ncrazy way it stirred up his whole sexuality and he found himself actually\ngetting an erection! The engorged tip of his cock was protruding slightly from\nits protective skin covering. DAMN! He certainly wanted no attention drawn to\nhis naked genitals!\n\nHe saw Marcello\u2019s eyes sparkle with eager anticipation as they were drawn to\nhis burgeoning sex.. He lunged, lance held at mid-body level. Claudius parried\nand thrust his lance, but he was off balance and it embedded itself in the\nhard ground and snapped in two. Claudius cried in anguish and fear as Marcello\npressed forward. He tripped and fell backward and lay there, belly up, with\nhis legs pinned under him, spread wide apart exposing his hardening cock and\nripe balls and thrust-up belly. With a blood-curdling yell, Marcello stepped\nup with his lance held aloft, seeking to thrust it deep into his waiting\ncrotch. With almost super-human desperation, Claudius waited until Marcello\nwas over his prone body. The he grasped the ragged end of his broken lance and\nthrust it up into Marcello\u2019s tender groin, lifting him completely off the\nground, his nuts flopping and his cock sticking straight out. Marcello\u2019s war-\ncry turned into an agonizing scream as the jagged wood entered his ass-hole\nand plunged deep into his bowels, ripping the tender lining as it forced its\nway nearly up to his belly. Marcello was already mortally wounded as he lay\nthere, spread-eagled on the blood-soaked ground.\n\nClaudius stood over him in triumph and looked toward the Emperor\u2019s pavilion\nfor his pleasure. Nero smiled and turned his thumb downward Marcello\u2019s fate\nwas sealed. Claudius had earned the prize. With a deep, evil laugh, he reached\ndown toward the stricken youth\u2019s big hairless nuts which now hung down deeply\nbetween his spread legs. Marcello\u2019s eyes bugged out as he saw him grasp his\nnaked cajones in his huge meaty right hand. He knew what was in store for him!\nThere would be no mercy. In a moment his precious young manhood was going to\nbe taken from him forever. His eyes tracked every movement as they focused on\nhis already bulging testicles in their pulsing, shiny bag.\n\nThe veins stood out like small cords on the skin surface of his ball sac and\nshaft. In hideous fascination, he watched the fingers tighten on his nut-sac\nand begin to twist and pull the fragile organs upward. A piercing scream left\nhis gaping open mouth as he felt them stretched to their very limits\u2014and then\nbegin to tear. Claudius was almost ecstatic as he felt the warm genitals\nstraining from the security of their groin. A second twist and Marcello\u2019s eyes\ngrew frantic. A final twist, and he felt the inner cords and delicate sperm\ntubes rupture and then the smooth hairless skin began to tear as the entire\nsac of nuts was slowly but inexorably ripped from his crotch. He braced his\nright foot on Marcello\u2019s thigh and pulled with all of his might. Marcello\u2019s\ncrotch erupted with blood and spattered sperm as the bag tore free and he held\nthe liberated balls in his fist! For the final humiliation, he stuffed the\nstill warm nuts into Marcello\u2019s screaming mouth, the tissue strangling him\nwith his own manhood. Then he raised his broken lance and with one last mighty\nthrust, sent it deep into young Marcello\u2019s navel. It pierced his heaving\nbelly, skewering him to the ground.\n\nClaudius had won his three matches. He stroked his rock-hard prick and fondled\nhis wounded balls. They would heal! He was now free from further contest that\nafternoon. Perhaps forever if he found favor with the lustful Nero who had\nwatched the spectacle with obvious fascination. But then, Nero had a way of\nexacting his own special satisfaction from his gladiators when he was finished\nwith them!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 60, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 68, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Forever", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A young man goes through a couple of initian rites!", "Text": "The wars had been over for quite a number of years.  Men, in their \nwisdom, had stored enough sperm to last for generations.  Then they \nmet WOMYN.  Prudence led to destruction...ultimately the penis won \nthe war for womyn.  \n\nRAPE is a cry that must be abolished.  \n\nSevaral solutions had been considered;\n\nPiercing the penis and chaining it to a navel piercing was a popular \nsolutio...it did NOT work.  That digusting protrusion still existed  \n.\n\nThere was a plan though.\n\nAfter much debate it was decided that all males would be confirmed as \n\"Beneath Humane\".  Then, their fully exposed testicles would be \navailable for anyone to kick,spit jackboot or anything else at.\n\nAfter that, assuming the worms survived the screams,  The first \nmystery,  \n\nA Marine basic shower from head to neck.  Basic traning has a \npunishment.  That Womyn with hia razor blade around the family...HEY!  \nThat's clooooooooooooooose.  The Private was so proud...My first \nnutting.  She played \"The Nutcracker\" afterwards.\n\nPart II follows...\n\n.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 18, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Purses Made of Bale Sacks -- True Story From Local Paper in Southern California", "Tags": "Other:  Everyone", "Summary": "Unique purses made from real ball sacs!", "Text": "Date Thursday, Dec 24, 1998\n From the Weird News Section of a paper hear in Southern California!\n\nWIRE SERVICE REPORT\n\nWoman makes unique purses\n\nGLENPOOL, Okia. \u2014Heather Joy thinks she\u2019s found a way to a cowgirl\u2019s \nheart. She makes hand-crafted bags from bufl scrotums.\n\nThe cost of each of her True Cowgirl\u2019s Purses de-pends \non whether the bag is personalized, hand-dyed or is adorned \nwith silver or brass. The bags start at $110.\n\nThe raw material is hard to come by, she said, be-cause there aren\u2019t \nthat many processing plants in the area that handle bull scrotums.\n\n\u201cI have to wait three months to get a dozen,\u201d Joy said Tuesday.\n\n\nAnyone knowing how to contact this lady please contact me cause i \nwould love to obtain one of these purses.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 9, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Stealing the Crown Jewel", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "", "Text": "` It was such a long time ago. I stole only from the males. I was rich and\nbeautiful. But unhappy. I was not yet thirty but seemed to have peaked in\nlife. What else was there to do, to prove? I had enough money to remain rich\nfor life. So what? I was bored. `\n\nI was also bitchy. My lover Camile finally had enough. \"Why don't you go steal\nthe Crown Jewel of the Maledom Kingdom? That would be big enough even for\nyou!\"\n\nNow that's a challenge. Nobody knew what it was. Everything really was a\ntalltale. One thing for sure. It was NOT the stuff those kings wore during\ncoronation or state banquets. They were \"Royal Jewels\" and called by that name\nin all Maledom publications. In fact, most people thought it was an invention\nof Amazon imagination. Where to start?\n\nThe king, of course. Camile and I rented a small house in a fashionable\nneighborhood close to the Maledom Palace. We told people we were Amazon\nartists coming to study their arts. At night, I got into the palace and\nstalked the king.\n\nFortunately, he slept in the same room every night. They were partying. The\nking returned to his bedchamber with four women. They began to make love....\n\nI soon found something that interested me a lot more than the jewels. The king\nhad an unbelievable appetite for sex. Every night he fucked at least three\nwomen. They all moaned and groan so loudly that I could hear them outside. And\nthey did not fake it. The day after, they all walked with a limp.\n\nCamile did not believe me. Nobody ever heard of a cock like that. I simply had\nto go in and see it for myself.\n\nIn the bedchamber there was an odd corner covered by a heavy tapestry. It was\nbuilt to make the place look good on the outside and no one had any use for\nthe space. It was perfect for me.\n\nI got in with lots of time to spare. They were partying somewhere in the\ngarden. Only a sleepy eunuch was there to keep the fire going.......\n\nThe King returned with four women. He stripped the blonde. The redhead took\noff his gown. Then he took off a small thing hanging from the belt and put it\nunder his balls. It was a jewelry piece shaped like a spider. The body of the\nspider was a huge ruby; the legs were gold. He chanted something and the\nspider legs closed together, trapping his balls. The ruby began to glow. So\ndid his cock....... He did not take it off until the next morning, after his\nbath. And the thing went straight back to the belt.\n\nI simply had to steal this thing. If nothing else, to prevent more women from\nbeing ravaged. Camile and I talked about it for hours. It was obviously\nmagical. But we knew no magic. I could not wait for the long trip back home to\nask the priestesses, if they did not call me crazy first. And did they know\nthis magic at all? I had to steal it. I was too keyed up.\n\n\"I have to cut it off. There is no other way.\"\n\nCamile did not like it a bit. I was used to stealing things and was gone for\nhours before anyone knew something was missing. This time, I would be there\nwhen hell broke loose. But what other choice was there?\n\nI checked out the palace for escape routes and hiding places. It took a month.\nIt was hard to control the urge to go back to the bedchamber for a second\nlook. Camile helped a lot with the planning.\n\nThe king returned with three beauties. He stripped the blonde.....Finally they\nwere all exhausted and fell asleep.\n\nI waited another hour before coming out of the corner. First I put sleeping\npotion beneath their noses, with an extra generous dose for the king. Then I\ntied their wrists and ankles to the bed posts with strong silk ropes. As soon\nas they moved, they would pull the knots tight. Then I loop more ropes around\nthem. They woudl become one big mess. That gave me a few extra minutes.\n\nI was ready. But I hesitated. The ruby was still glowing. The cock was huge,\nfar bigger than the couple of slave I enjoyed in the pleasure houses. I\nreached out to hold it. It was still hot and hard, pulsing in my hand. I was\nfacinated.\n\nOne quick stroke and the cock-ball came off. I put a metal clamp on the base\nof the cock to keep the blood in and keep it big. The spider legs opened and I\nalmost dropped it. They went into the soft leather pouch on my belt and I was\nout of there in seconds.\n\nThree minutes later, the alarm drums were sounded. Doom, doom, doom.... I\nforced myself to slow down ....\n\nIt took me three hours to get home. One look on my face told Camile\neverything. The sight of that cock got her so excited that she dragged me to\nbed at once. It took two hours of continuous orgasm to calm her down.\n\nIt was a wonderful month. We had to stay before the hunt for the jewel thief\ncooled down enough for us to go home. Camile preserved the cock. It would be\nmy only tropy from this last and biggest steal. I was going to donate the\nCrown Jewel to the temple. Later, we made a lot of sausages for the long\njourney back to Amazonia. We put the cock into one. I wore the Crown Jewel\nbetween my breasts. I doubt if any soldier guarding the city gate knew what it\nwas.\n\nAnd that jewel is still in the temple.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 113, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Throwin' You A Party", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, old joke", "Summary": "I modified an old farm joke for the EA.&nbsp; I hope the open ended&nbsp;humor is acceptable and enjoyable.&nbsp; Again, this is not to be shared with minors.", "Text": "A farmer hires Little Johnny one summer to help around the farm. They bale the\nhay, culivate the corn and 'nut' the bull calves.  \n  \nAt the end of the summer the farmer says, \"Little Johnny,since you have done\nsuch a fine job here this summer,I am going to throw a party for you.\"  \n  \nLittle Johnny says, \"Right on, thanks a lot man!\"  \n  \nSo the farmer says, \"Well you better be able to handle a few beers because\nthere will be lotsa drinkin'going on.\"  \n  \nLittle Johnny says, \"Hey,I can drink just as much as anyone else so I should\ndo just fine.\"  \n  \nAnd the farmer adds, \"There is also going to be a lot of fightin' so I hope\nyou are ready.\"  \n  \nLittle Johnny responds, \"I have been working hard all summer and I think I am\nin pretty good shape.\"  \n  \n\"One more thing,\" says the farmer. \"Did I mention that there will be lotsa\nsex?\"  \n  \n\"Far out!\" says Little Johnny. \"I have been out here all summer and I have\nbeen dying for some action. What should I wear to this party?\"  \n  \nThe farmer says, \"I don't care...it's just going to be the two of us and the\nburdizzo!\"  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mother and Daughter - Part Five.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The final chapter.", "Text": "` When Marco awoke, he found himself in Marie's room, naked, his wrists and\nankles bound by rope to the bedposts. `\n\nBefore him stood Celeste and her daughter, who was crying as her mother held\nher close to her.\n\nSurrounding the bed were the servants girls of the house, all young adults in\nage, all of them waiting for Marco's punishment with excitement.\n\n\"I hope you enjoyed your many sexual conquests,\" said Celeste. \"for my\ndaughter's was your last.\"\n\n\"...what happened to me? what is going on?\" Marco asked.\n\n\"You passed out, Marco,\" replied Celeste. \"I laced your drink with a powerful\nsleeping medication.\"\n\n\"...Why? Why are you doing this to me?\" he said.\n\n\"Don't pretend as if you aren't aware of what you did to my daughter last\nnight. I know how you treated her.\" replied Celeste.\n\n\"Mother, stop it!\" yelled Marie. \"Let Marco go, please!\"\n\n\"No!\" replied Celeste. \"I will do nothing of the sort! He must be punished for\nhow he treated you! He must!\"\n\nUpon saying this, the servant girl, Juliette, removed a rather large and\nextremely sharp knife taken from the kitchen.\n\nMarco was unable to hide his fear at this point. Nor could Marie hide her's.\n\n\"What is she going to do mother?\" Marie asked frantically. \"What is Juliette\ngoing to do to him?!\"\n\n\"Not her, my lovely daughter...\" replied Celeste. \"You.\"\n\n\"What do you mean, mother?!\" she asked. \"What am I going to do?!\"\n\n\"For Marco's punishment for sleeping with you, I've decided to have him\ncastrated,\" replied Celeste, \"and for your punishement for allowing him,\nyou're going to do it.\"\n\n\"What?!, No, mother!\" Marie screamed through her tears. \"I won't! I won't! You\ncan't make me!\"\n\n\"If you don't castrate him, Marie...I will cut his throat.\" Celeste said. \"You\nyou rather him live, or die? Either way, he'll be of no use to you.\"\n\n\"No, mother...I can't do it.\"\n\n\"Take the knife, Marie,\" said Celeste. \"Take it, or he dies here and now.\"\n\nJuliette handed Marie the knife which she reluctantly took in her quivering\nhand, and turned to Marco who was filled with fear.\n\n\"Do it, Marie.\" said Juliette.\n\n\"No, Marie...\" pleaded Marco. \"Please don't...\"\n\n\"I'm sorry...\" said Marie as she approached Marco.\n\n\"I'll always remember you.\"\n\nMarie took Marco's scrotum in her hand, the tenderness of her touch was\nsoothing.\n\nAs she cried, Marie placed the cold steel of the knife to the skin of his sac\nand began to cut - the blade slicing through the flesh with ease, his blood\nfrom the severed flesh began to stain the bedsheets - and then it was\nfinished.\n\nMarco had been castrated, and it was Marie who now held his testicles in her\nhand.\n\n\"Let this be a lesson to you,\" said Celeste. \"let this be a lesson to the both\nof you.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 54, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "how i was castrated (true)  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  how i was castrated (true)  \n\nBy: HAPPY AT HOME\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n     how i was castrated by my wife\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n     IT WAS ON A FRIDAY NIGHT WE HAD JUST DONE THE OUTSIDE CHORES \n    INCLUDING A FEW CASTRATIONS OF SOME MALE GOAT BABIES BY ELASTATOR \n    BANDS AFTER A SHOWER AND SOME T.V. WE TURNED INTO BED... AFTER A \n    WHILE OF TALKING ABOUT OUR DAYS MY WIFE LOOKED AT ME AND SAID, \n    HONEY I WONDER WHAT A MANS TESTICLES LOOK LIKE INSIDE? I SAID I \n    GUESS LIKE AN ANIMALS IN SOME WAY. BUT HONEY I NEVER SEE WHAT THEY \n    LOOK LIKE WE ALWAYS USE ELASTATOR BANDS... SO AFTER A WHILE I SAID \n    DO YOU WANT TO CASTRATE ME?? SHE THOUGHT FOR A MINUTE THEN SAID \n    WILL IT HURT YOU BAD?? I SAID I DON'T KNOW... BUT WE COULD PUT ON \n    THE ELASTATOR BAND TILL THE TESTICLES DIE THEN CUT THEM OFF... \n    COULD I CUT THEM OPEN AND EXAMINE THEM, SHE ASKED I GUESS SO I \n    SAID... SHE WENT AND GOT THE ELASTATOR BAND PLYERS AND PUT A GREEN \n    BAND ON THE FOUR POLES AND SQUEEZED THE GRIP AND WORKED MY BALLS \n    INTO THE LOOP THEN LET THE PRESSURE OFF SLOWLY. AS THE BAND \n    TIGHTENED AROUND MY SACK, IT HURT A LITTLE THEN ALOT AFTER 30 \n    MINUTES MY BALLS WERE HURTING REAL BAD THEN IN ABOUT AN HOUR I \n    COULD FEEL MY BALLS GETTING REAL NUMB AND WERE A TERRIBLE SHADE OF \n    PURPLE ALMOST BLACK.. THEN IN ANOTHER HOUR THERE WAS NOTHING SHE \n    HIT MY BALLS AND I FELT NOTHING... SHE WENT AND GOT A SHARP KNIFE \n    AND SOAKED THEM IN ALCOHOL AND WASHED MY DEAD BALLS WITH IT ALSO \n    THEN SHE CUT THROUGH THE SACK BELOW THE BAND HOLDING MY SACKED \n    BALLS SHE SAID SO THESE ARE WHAT MADE OUR CHILDREN!! AFTER ALL I \n    WAS NOW 57 AND SEX WAS NO BIG DEAL TO EITHER OF US SO NO BIG DEAL.. \n    SHE THEN EMPTYED THE SACK ON A BOARD I TOLD HER TO SKIN THE OUTSIDE \n    SKIN OFF FIRST SHE DID... AND THERE THEY LAY TESTICLE & EPIDIDIMIS \n    ALL TO LOOK AT... SHE THEN TOOK ONE BALL AND CUT IT OPEN AND THE \n    FLUID RAN OUT WITH TINY TUBES ALL LOOPED UP IN IT.. SHE LOOKED AT \n    ME WITH A BIG SMILE AND SAID LOOK HONEY YOUR SPERM IS RUNNING OUT \n    OF THIS BALL... SHE WAS SO TURNED ON AND TO MY SURPRISE I GOT A \n    HARD ON. SHE SUCKED ME HARD SAYING WHAT EVER SPERM IS LEFT IN YOUR \n    PROSTATE IS MINE... I LICKED HER PUSSY WHILE SHE SUCKED MY DICK I \n    COULD FEEL MY CUM STATING TO ERUPT AS SHE MOANED IN A FANTASTIC \n    ORGASM.. LIKE I HAVE NEVER SEEN HE DO. AS SHE LICKED UP THE LAST \n    DROP OF MY SPERM SHE SMILES AND SAID HONEY I HAVE NEVER HAD SUCH AN \n    ORGASM... SHE WENT OUT AND CAME BACK WITH A JAR OF ALCOHOL AND PUT \n    MY REMAINING BALL IN IT AND SAID I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THE \n    WONDERFUL SACRIFICE YOU MADE TO ME...AND NOW LOOKING BACK I NEVER \n    MISSED HAVING BALLS AS I TAKE A LOW DOSE OF TESTOSTERONE WHEN WE \n    WANT SEX... SHE ALWAYS LOOKS AT MY REMAINING TESTICLE IN THE JAR ON \n    THE SHELF AS WE FUCK EACH OTHER...\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316184816/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Horrible testicle torture", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "The spy has his balls tortured- but won't tell", "Text": "Story text removed - copied from an existing work of fiction that is not an EA\nstory, but rather a published work.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 2, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Temptation Island", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "girls' reunion and sexual adventure on far away island", "Text": "The seaplane came to a stop on the pier. We were met by the hostess. \u201cWelcome\nto Temptation Island. I am Erica and will be your hostess.\u201d The island was\nbeautiful. I was glad that Brandie suggested coming here for our reunion. We\nhad not been together as a group for five years, since we graduated from\ncollege. We used to be together all the time. I was glad that the feeling was\nstill there.\n\nThe first night Erica took us to a club. It was wonderful. There were lots of\nhot guys. Then came the strip shows, both guys and girls. We were so hot we\nended up in bed together, the six of us. I was glad that the feeling was still\nthere.\n\nErica said that she wanted to go back to that club. Every other day was lady-\nonly night. After seeing the guys available on this island, we were all ready.\nAs soon as we walked in, we felt the mood was different. There were some\nreally good looking guys slowly stripping on stage. And we enjoyed the show.\n\nFifteen minutes later, the DJ announced the first special of the night. And\nall these women took out loops of thin silk ropes. Erica came prepared. She\ngave us the loops and explained the rules. The first one to catch a cock or\nballs got to take the stripper to the room in the back for half an hour.\nEveryone moved as close to the stage as she could. A gorgeous stripper came on\nstage. It took him two songs to get down to the g-string. At the beginning of\nthe third song, the g-string came off and the loops of silk ropes flew towards\nthe swaying cock. In two minutes, it was caught. That lucky blonde reeled him\nin, let him out, reeled him in again\u2026. Finally, at the end of the song, she\ndragged him off to the little room in the back. She had 30 minutes. Susan just\ncould not control herself. She kept screaming: \u201cI need to catch one.\u201d\n\nWe were so clumsy with the ropes. We had no chance. But an hour and two\nspecials later, Erica caught a cock. She told us to come along. Thirty minutes\nwas not much. But we all needed a cock so badly. Shannon said: \u201cHe won\u2019t last\nthirty minutes.\u201d Erica told her: \u201cDon\u2019t worry. He will. I come prepared.\u201d As\nsoon as we were in the little room with the huge bed, Erica took out a metal\ncock ring and put it on the cock. We took turn riding it, and loving each\nother. Holly was the last one to fuck and she took off the cock ring, letting\nit shoot loads of creamy hot cum into her. We had no more success that night\nand returned home to an orgy ourselves.\n\nThe place became an obsession. Everyday we practiced with the silk ropes and\nmade love. Every other night we went there to catch a cock. On other nights,\nwe picked up guys in the club and brought them back to the house for marathon\nfucking sessions. They were all handsome guys, but the strippers\u2019 cocks were\nso much bigger. We were getting better. We were regularly catching cocks in\nlady\u2018s night.\n\nWe were in the club again. The first special came on and everyone threw her\nloop. Alicia caught the cock and a second later, another blonde caught the\nballs. They had a tug of war. The guy was down on the floor, twisting in pain\nbetween them. The club was in an uproar. Everyone was either cheering for\nAlicia or that blonde. Half way through the song, the blonde jerked the balls\noff. The ball sac flew back and hit her face. The cheering was thunderous.\n\nWe were all in a lousy mood when we went to the hospital. Surprisingly the\nguy, JohnJohn, was OK. He said that he wanted to get rid of his balls for a\nwhile but could not get up the courage to have it done. Now, he could use\ntestosterone patches and last much longer. Most importantly, the women did not\nhave to worry about get pregnant by accident. Two days later he was discharged\nfrom the hospital and we invited him to stay with us. We totally lost the mood\nto return to that club. The love making was a lot more leisurely. JohnJohn was\nvery popular among the strippers and many of them visited, and stayed for some\nlove making. He was right. He could get it up as hard as it could be with the\npatches, and lasted a lot longer without balls.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Just Four Slices and a Laugh", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "[This is adult fiction, and it only happened in my mind. It is not for minors, and it should not be posted at sites they frequent. It is a very short little story; a quick read if you will, and not much more. No plot. No theme. But still, fitting, a gift perhaps, for the reader who needs the quick \\'hit\\'. As always, feedback is appreciated by the author. If you read it and enjoy it, please take the time and effort to let me know. If you hate it, I\\'d like to know that too. Thanks. Please don\\'t post this elsewhere or distribute it without the author\\'s permisson. nathan9001@yahoo.com]", "Text": "` Just Four Slices and a Laugh `\n\nI stared, and my heart raced. The young man was around twenty, and they had\nhim tied well. His legs were pegged out wide, and he was bent over the chair,\nand they were holding him, for me, and for my knife. His hands were bound\ntogether, up, high, behind his back and with a loop of rope over his neck, to\nkeep them up and out of my way. Of course, he was struggling, the way they\nalways do. I gripped his fat sac anyway, and felt the firmness of his balls,\nthe hairs on his sac sprouting over it like a miniature forest.\n\nHis cock was fat, and jutting down, beneath his legs. He looked back, and\nwatched me, and then he grunted as I raised my knife and pushed it up against\nhis balls. He had light brown hair, and deep brown eyes, and I noticed he had\na good growth of hair on his legs. His hole puckered, and his ass tightened.\nHis nipples were pierced, and he wore the single earring that is so popular\nthese days. He was a stud, and yet he knew what was coming and he knew it\nwould happen. I stared at his mustache that he was trying to grow, and then I\nlooked at his balls and contemplated the connection. I had the thought he\ndidn't look good with a mustache.\n\nHe screamed then, into his gag, and his eyes bugged out as I began the cut. Of\ncourse, they held him fast, and I watched his ass rise up and down then and he\njerked against the ropes and fought like an animal. Yes, he struggled and\njerked and writhed and squirmed as I took his sex. Still, he was easy to nut;\nI just took my knife and sawed it, back and forth, back and forth and into his\nsac a quarter of an inch at a time.\n\nLike most boys who have balls with hair, he ejaculated then, the way they\nusually do, and even so, his eyes went even wider and he grunted from the pain\nand the misery that my knife was giving to him. I don\u2019t know...it only lasted\na short time, although for him perhaps it felt like an eternity. Still, before\nhe had finished squirting out his wad in lines of cream on the floor, I had\nstolen his balls; castrated him like a piece of livestock. Four good strokes\nwith the knife; that's all, just four and then it was done. I took his sac and\nhis balls with just four slices and a laugh.\n\n[Authors note: \u00a9 Copyright March, 2003. All rights reserved. Not to be copied\nwithout the consent of the author.]\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Freed from a small-dicked husband", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "A true story about my husband and his castration", "Text": "` I married my husband when I was 18. I had a few lovers but not many before\ngetting married. I never really experienced life though. `\n\nMy husband, who is 10 years older then me, put me thru school as a veterinary\nassistant and did his best to satisfy me in bed. Without much success.\n\nAfter graduating I went to work for a very sweet and gorgeous vet who from day\none was VERY friendly with me.\n\nI worked there for almost 3 months before I ended up succumbing to the\ntemptation and sleeping with Dr. Mike. WOW! I never realized what sex could\nbe. He was hung, almost 9 inches and had balls twice the size of my husbands.\n\nFrom then on I couldn't get enough. I slept with Dr. Mike for almost 8 month's\nbefore my husband found out. Rather then being angry, he was almost relived.\nHe knew he was under endowed and told me how much he would love to watch. From\nthen on, i let him watch me and a parade of studs.\n\nAs time went by he started becoming almost jealous and began interfering with\nmy activities. He wasn't jealous of the sex just the time spent with other\nmen.\n\nI love my husband very much but knew I would never be happy giving up my\nlifestyle.\n\nI began suggesting castration to him as an alternative and in no time we did\nthe deed.\n\nNow my eunuch husband and I are very happy and I have castrated 7 other men\nfor a variety of reasons, all at their implicit request of course.\n\nI would definetly reccomend it as an option for those in the right situations.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 22, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gnorrid the Warrioress - Background Fantasy - Long - 4 of 4", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Continued from Part 3Conclusion", "Text": "` Gnorrid the Warrioress - Background Fantasy - Long - 4 of 4 `\n\nThe Broken World\n\nFor over two centuries after the defeat of the desert invaders the Regency\nenjoyed a period of relative peace and prosperity. There were few conflicts\nwith tribes of primitives on the borders except for the usual slave raids.\nAlthough there were many intrigues and conspiracies against the Emperor (as\nthe Supreme Regent was now called), Such conflicts were generally beyond the\nnotice of the general populace. Order and stability seemed to flow downward\nfrom the high throne of the Regency.\n\nSupported by the Emperor, the priests of Dhradumus continued to eliminate all\nvestiges of Goddess worship from the Regency. They replaced the razed temple\ncomplexes of the Sisterhood with great temples, monasteries, and compounds of\ntheir own. Everywhere there were elaborate works of architecture dedicated to\nDhradumus. The Hierophant of Dhradumus (the highest priest and head of their\norder) had an elite guard, chosen from the best imperial troops to enforce his\nedicts and Dhradumian law. The Empire and the Priesthood of Dhradumus were\nentwined and operated as one.\n\nThe internal struggle for power and ascension to the imperial throne continued\nto escalate, however. There were assassinations and attempted assassinations,\nand during some periods the high office of Emperor would change hands often.\nIt started being said that the most dangerous job in the Regency was that of\nsitting on the high throne. Nonetheless, men continued to vie for ascendancy\nto that high office.\n\nFinally, open conflict broke out among factions and various cities began\nfortifying themselves against their rivals. Accustomed to prosperity fueled by\nunrestricted flow of goods and commerce across the Empire, few provinces were\nself sufficient. The internal wars between rival factions and provinces (who\ntook to calling themselves kingdoms once more) disrupted the communication and\ntransportation network of the Regency. The prosperity and affluence collapsed\nalmost overnight.\n\nAt first there were riots and conflagrations, then there was mass starvation\nand plagues. It is said that during these dark years of the collapse over half\nthe population of the Regency perished. Leaders of various provinces\nreorganized themselves once again into small kingdoms and warfare was almost\ncontinuous. Amidst it all, however, the order of the priests of Dhradumus\nremained intact. Furthermore, they enjoyed immunity from military action, just\nas had the Sisterhood in the past age. Pillaging soldiers would not lay a hand\nupon a priest or a temple of Dhradumus.\n\nThe Hierophant was chosen by a council of elders and he enjoyed considerably\nmore stability than did the former Emperor of the Regency. By maintaining the\nappearance of neutrality in secular affairs, the Hierophant remained generally\naloof from conflicts. However, the elite Dhradumian Guard was still very much\nintact. While not the largest force in the former Regency, it was certainly\nthe most well-trained and effective - and the most feared. The Dhradumian\nOrder was more concerned with maintaining universal adherence to Dhradumian\ncodes of dress and behavior than to capricious conflicts of ambitious nobles.\n\nAlthough several larger consolidated kingdoms remained within the old Regency,\nkingdoms were constantly breaking up into small autonomous units. Vanquished\narmies driven from their traditional lands by more powerful foes roamed among\nthe weaker kingdoms pillaging and raping. Alliances were made and broken\nwhimsically and the fortunes of war were constantly shifting. The land was\nawash in uncertainty, instability turmoil.\n\nMany defeated nobles took their armies beyond the traditional boundaries of\nthe old empire and attempted to reestablish their small kingdoms. These lands\nwere less productive, but the inhabitants were generally poorly organized and\neasily defeated by the better-equipped and better-trained armies of the\nnobles. (They tended to leave the desert tribes alone, however.) After\nconquering a new territory the nobles attempted to impose their culture,\nsuperficially, upon the conquered primitives so as to create a peasant class\nand workforce. This they accomplished with varying degrees of success.\n\nNo matter how far the nobles and their armies went into the hitherto unknown\nlands they were always accompanied by priests of Dhradumus. The priests, aided\nby the soldiers, imposed the worship of Dhradumus upon the primitives. Any\nnative who adamantly resisted conversion was summarily executed by the\nsoldiers. In this way Dhradumian civilization spread throughout an area that\nwas almost twice the size of the previously known world. Scowling statues of\nDhradumus, still clothed in the garb of a desert patriarch, now looked upon\ndark forests, distant seas, high mountains, and shimmering glaciers.\n\nMuch to the chagrin of visiting high priests, however, many local customs of\nthe primitives found their way into Dhradumian worship. Native traditions\ncolored the music and the dress of almost all the Dhradumian holy days. The\ntone was almost always lighter and more festive, and often the very meaning of\nthe holy day was so distorted as to be unrecognizable as Dhradumian. The local\nnobles, who were certainly traditional Dhradumians, did after all depend on\nthe labor of their converted peasants for their own prosperity. They didn\u2019t\nseem overly concerned. As long as the local economy worked smoothly, the\nnobles were inclined to permit the natives some degree of latitude.\n\nThe small new kingdoms were also too far from the center of the old Regency\nand the Hierophant and his council. A military campaign to enforce the minute\nparticulars of Dhradumian code in these distant lands would have been\nprohibitively expensive. As long as the natives paid homage to Dhradumus,\ntribute flowed in, and a reasonable effort was being made to expunge their\nculture of pre-Dhradumian practices the Patriarch and the High Council left\nwell-enough alone. The exception was several unfruitful expeditions made in\nresponse to rumors that enclaves of goddess worshipers existed in the\nhinterlands. To indulge a few lingering superstitions of the primitives was\none thing, but vestiges of the old Sisterhood could not be tolerated. The\nexpeditions found nothing.\n\nThere was no longer a clear line of demarcation between a known world of\ncivilized kingdoms and the land of the primitives. At the edge of the old\nRegency, tiny kingdoms were scattered haphazardly into the previously unknown\nwilderness. Castles were generally crude and the architecture far less\nsophisticated than in the old central kingdoms. Many towns in the new kingdoms\nlooked like a blend of primitive and civilized construction. Nevertheless,\nwith almost constant warfare occurring in the central kingdoms, life in the\nunsophisticated wilderness kingdoms was often much more serene and\npredictable.\n\nDespite the encroachment of the tiny kingdoms into the wilderness and the near\ndoubling of the size of the known world, the unknown still lay beyond. There\nwas always the unknown. In any direction, beyond the farthest kingdom; beyond\nthe farthest village any traveler or adventurer had ever spoken of, there was\nthe unknown. The all-pervading unknown still loomed in the psyche of men and\nwomen. It fueled their fears; their fantasies; their hopes; their dreams and\nnightmares; and their sense of wonder. This was the state of the world for\nmany centuries after the fall of the Regency.\n\nIt is on the fringes of this world that we find the lost remnants of the old\nSisterhood. It is here that we find the warrioress clans with their loyal\neunuch pages.\n\nThe Conclusion\n\nFarrell Squire\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 68, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Growing Need - Part 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Two women discover something about themselves after watching a bull being castrated.", "Text": "` The year was 1890. She was forty five now. Georgina had lived here on her\nextensive estate for thirty years. She had stayed on here after her husband,a\nsenior British Diplomat had died. There was no place on earth like Bagdad, no\nplace like this country. She could have gone back to England but she could not\neven contemplate that. She loved this country, it`s beauty, and above all,\nit`s primitive barbarity. Her husband had been well respected here, and was\nknow by all the region`s Princes and Rulers. She was safe here. Her husband\nmay have been popular with the natives here but she had grown to hate him,and\nshed little tears at his death. England would have been no place for a woman\nlike Georgina. Exposed to the practices and customs of this place, she had\nlong ago left the genteel ways of a typical English women far behind her. The\nthings that Georgina craved were not available in England. Her husband had\nnever been interested in her sexually, not for years. She had made up for\nthat. She had become insatiable as far as boys were concerned. Young boys. At\nleast thirty of them worked on her estate. Not one of those boys was more than\nsixteen years of age. She was wealthy, and boys were easily obtained. For a\npittance, pretty and well hung young boys would spread themselves and let her\ndo as she wished to them. `\n\nShe was not always alone here. She had, over the years developed a huge circle\nof friends, in Bagdad, but also all around Europe. Her husbands position had\nrequired her to entertain many visitors from many lands. Women , in\nparticular, had always liked her and she had many female friends. Women for\nsome reason had a strange liking for this place. Bored European Diplomatic\nwives, looking for something different, something more exciting,. Something\nmore primitive. Many of these women visited her on a regular basis. One of\nthose was a German lady named Helga. Georgina had known her for years,, ever\nsince Helga`s Husband husband was stationed in . They had returned home many\nyears ago but Helga often returned for long periods. Georgina had soon\ndiscovered that Helga had the same craving for young flesh as she had herself.\nTogether they satisfied that craving. Helga, who was around the same age as\nherself, could often be found with four or five, very naked, and very young\nboys in her bed. Both of them had developed a taste for more unusual\nactivities. They often paid native villagers to let them watch male\ncircumcisions. Both of them found this very erotic. When they mentioned this\nto some of their female friends, they were surprised at the level of interest\nshown. Soon, a number of them were brought along to see for themselves.\nGradually a circle of women with a liking for this sort of thing began to\nform.\n\nOne evening, on the way back from a village where they had just seen ten young\nboys losing their foreskins, they passed a group of natives ,and there was\nmuch shouting. \" What is going on?\" Georgina asked their porter. He dismounted\nfrom his camel and disappeared into the crowd. He returned a few moments\nlater.\n\n\" What is going on, what are those women doing?, asked Georgina.\n\n\" They are performing the cuttings Lady\" he said.\n\n\" What do you mean, cuttings, what kind of cuttings?.\n\n\" The cutting of the males Lady, the male camels and the bulls. The women cut\nthem this time each year\".\n\nHelga had a strange look in her eye.\n\n\" Lets have a look\" she said excitedly.\n\nThey worked their way through the crowd to a clearing. A large bull was lying\non the ground, its legs tied together. He was roaring. A young native woman\nwas kneeling behind him. Georgina stared. She was cutting the testicles out of\nhim. The girl took no notice of his roaring and trashing as she cut them out\nof him. Georgina could not take her eyes from the knife as it did its bloody\nwork. Both of them stood staring as twelve other bulls lost their testicles. A\nstrange excitment took hold of her. Surprised, she realised she was getting\nwet between her legs.\n\nOn the rest of the way home none of them said very much. Later in the evening\nHelga approached her.\n\n\" I am going to tell you something that might shock you\" she said quietly.\n\n\" What?,\" said Georgina.\n\n\" Well, when we were watching those women this afternoon, I never felt so\nsexually excited in all my life. It really did something to me Georgina when I\nsaw what they were doing to those bulls\".\n\n\" They were castrating them Helga, they were cutting the maleness out of those\nbig scrotums. Don`t worry, I felt exactly the same. It is not so strange to be\nexcited by it, I have read of women who have a great liking for castration. I\nthink we must see this again?.\n\nThat night many of the young boys were wondering why so much attention was\nbeing paid to their scrotums.\n\nTo be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 78, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "She just took it all", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "She took it all from a virgin male.", "Text": "i was 33 when it happened.  Although i was very tall very attractive \nand in good shape i never 'went all the way' with a woman.  i was \nalways submissive to women and i guess i was waiting for the right \nwoman to just take me.  i answered a personal ad in the Village \nVoice.  All the ad said was..\" I will take it all from you - virgins \nonly reply - 27 to 40 years old\" i recieved a phone call three days \nafter i replied. All She said was, \"Come to the following address \nand give it all to me...\" She then gave me an address in Brooklyn.  \ni was excited.  i thought this was it!!  i was to give it all to \nHer!! Yes!!  i went to the address and rang the doorbell.  There was \na chubby short man at the door.  he meekly told me to follow him.  i \ndid.  he instructed me to take my clothes off and get into the chair \nin the room.  i did.  he strapped me in then gagged me.  i was very \nexcited.  She then came into the room.  She was covered in a big \nflowing wrap of black cloth.  i couldn't see Her body nor Her face. \n She leaned over to me and finally saw Her glowing eyes.  \"you will \nnow give it all to me....\"  She took out a scaple and cut off my \ncock and then my balls.  After She sewed me up She kissed me then \nsaid, \"you forever be mine as a virgin. Now go.\"  She sent me away \nand i have been a sexless virgin ever since.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Chance Meeting, the end  [G]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Chance Meeting, the end  \n\nBy: sten\n([queer@chello.se](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/mailto:queer@chello.se))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[GAY] [NULLIFICATION] Other: amputation  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    A guy\u00b4s secret dream of becoming a total slave is fulfilled\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    One day Master had a special visitor. He was quite young, blond, \n    handsome and intact. Before he entered our room, we heard Master\u2019s \n    voice:\n    \n    - So, you are Three. Meet One and Two.\n    \n    Then he did the most amazing thing. He started to remove the leather \n    hood that in over a year never had left his head in my presence. I \n    recognized him before he had totally removed it.\n    \n    It was Bob\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101259/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 14, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The hospital", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "", "Text": "I ran 'The hospital'. This was a time, where money was tight and people would\ndo anything for a bit of cash. Anything. So I saw an open window. I got a\ngrant from the government and to stop overpopulation I could give people money\nfor their son\u2019s penis.\n\nThe family would be paid $50 for each inch I took. At first business was slow.\nUntil the new law made it so as soon as boys reached 16 they had to be\nevaluated for the operation. If they failed they were castrated and had a\npenectomy. Soon I was ripe with clients.\n\nOne patient I would never forget was a boy called Adam Turner. He was twelve\nand his parents needed the money. I was told to take his entire penis and both\nhis balls, as the balls were worth $20 each. I agreed. He had blond gelled\nhair, so it spiked up at the front and was a little freckly. He was a little\nshort for his age but had a massive cock. It was four inches but had tiny\nballs to go with it.\n\nHis parents sat in the waiting room while I ran the tests to see if I could\ncarry out the procedure. The first was the erection test. I undid my top and\nlet my bra slide down a little. He had a hardon and started ejaculating. I\nsmiled. He had ad an erection but I wasn\u2019t too sure about the cum. Then was\nthe sex test. I had to have oral and vaginal sex with Adam, though he was\ntwelve. He was a little reluctant but then saw his chance for the only sex he\nwould ever have and took it.\n\nThe vaginal was OK. He was a little afraid to hump so I had to guide him\nslightly. He seemed very worried all the way through, but by the end he had\nstarted to enjoy himself. The oral was great. I started massaging it first,\nthen put my mouth over it. To test it\u2019s pain receptors I bit down sharply. He\ncried out then told me to do it again. So I did. Then he ejaculated and I spat\nit out. I deemed him fit to have the surgery and he lay on the table. I gave\nhim a drug that would stop the pain receptors but keep him awake.\n\nThen I got out a scalpel. He seemed a little worried but after I had made the\nincision he lay still. Then with a slight sawing motion I cut it off. Then I\ncut the remaining scrotum away then took the rest off with the knife. Then I\ncut a small slit so he almost had a vagina and bandaged it up. I left a small\nhole in the bandaging. In that hole I stuck a tube to allow him to pee. This\nwent straight into the hole where his penis was. He gave a little gasp of pain\nwhen I put the tube in, as the drug had worn off by then.\n\nHe stayed in the hospital for another two days to recover and stop it getting\ninfected. He had to use the tube for another two months, and was all fine. His\nparents got $240 for it. I still see Adam, to check that it's all Ok.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "After the Game part two", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Ben loses all", "Text": "He looked around Oh my God! She was going to deballed us, all of us!\n\n\"Please let us go, we won't tell anybody please.\"\n\nIt's to late for that now Boy!\n\nYou and your friends will pay!!\n\nShe brought out a metal wire. \n\nThey will pay but you will pay more.\n\nShe went over to Brad Olson and wraped the wire around his sack and \npulled. Brad screemed into his gag.\n\nHis balls dropped to the floor.\n\nShe went over to the next boy and did the same\n\nHis balls dropped to the floor\n\nShe went to the next boy and the next and the next.\n\nthud, thud, thud\n\nShe had saved young Tommy for last. He looked with horror as she \nwrapped the wire around his balls too and pulled.He was barely \nsixteen! \n\nNow she turned to Ben\n\nNow they've paid!\n\nShe wrapped the wire around his balls.\n\nHe waited.\n\nShe pulled and they fell to the floor\n\nHis balls, hise manhood, gone!!\n\nBut she was through with him yet\n\nHe had more to give!\n\nShe brought out a knife\n\nNO!!!\n\nPlease!!!\n\nNo!!!.\n\nNot that!!\n\nWith one stroke she cut it off!\n\nI told you, you would pay!\n\nShe laughed and threw his penis into the fire, gone for ever!\n\nHe passed out!\n\nTwo days later he woke up in the hospital. He slowly raised the \nsheets hoping it was a dream.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 19, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's coldest pair", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "&nbsp;Thecia is back in the service of Dr. Pann. On a revenge mission.Not for minors,,,but zinc miners are ok.", "Text": "**\n\nThecia\u2019s coldest pair\n\nI\u2019m a 31-year-old female \"cutter.\"\n\nIt seems that I get myself deeper and deeper in the workings of Dr. Pann\u2019s\nwomen\u2019s organizations. Among the companies that Dr. Pann runs, there is one\ncalled Women\u2019s Health Insurance Plan (W H I P). It\u2019s a shadow company that has\na mandate to help and protect abused women. I\u2019ve been called upon from time to\ntime to permanently stop a man from sexually abusing women. As a cutter I have\nthat ability.\n\nA nurse in Mercy Hospital in Oshkosh, WI contacted Dr. Pann through the\nnetwork. She had a patient on her floor with frostbite so bad that she would\nlose a toe. This young woman (Janet) was an exotic dancer in a local club. She\nwas a single mother and had no other means of support. Her boss, a guy named\nJohn, had been forcing sex on her for many months. She felt that she had to\naccept it or her young children would go hungry.\n\nOn one Saturday night, John and a couple of his friends got drunk. The place\nwas closing and the three of them forced Jan to suck each of them off and fuck\neach in turn. This sex incident was punctuated with slaps and other abuse. As\na final cruel act, they pushed out of the rear exit and bolted the heavy steel\ndoor in her face. At that time Jan only had a G-string and small bar towel to\ncover her in the harsh Wisconsin winter. The three men exited from the front\nof the club and drove away.\n\nThe nearest shelter was across the fenced and busy highway 41. She walked over\na mile along the deserted service road before a local farmer stopped his pick\nup truck and offered her a lift. At the hospital she told the police\neverything. The following day, John and his now sober friends swore that she\nhad gotten high on crack and disappeared from the club on her own. They were\nnot charged.\n\nDr. Pann asked me if I would \"fix\" this John guy. After hearing the story I\nwas more than willing to end his sex days forever.\n\nMy friend Jill and I received first class tickets to Milwaukee in the mail the\nfollowing day. I often used Jill as \"bait\" in these situations. She is over\n5\u20198\" and stunning. When she walks into a room, men can\u2019t keep their eyes off\nof her and women feel inadequate. She knows the risks of what we\u2019re doing and\nalso knows that Dr. Pann will pay her well.\n\nThere was a rental car waiting in Milwaukee and it was a simple, one and a\nhalf-hour trip to the club. We were armed with photos of John and the names of\nthe other two men.\n\nWe reached the club at about 9PM and I waited in the car while Jill went in\nand applied to be a dancer. She was hired on the spot. She gave a story very\nsimilar to Jan\u2019s. Two kids at home and needed the job.\n\nThat night nothing happened except for a little flirting and a vague statement\nby john that there were \"perks\" with the job. Jill noted that the same three\nmen who were our targets closed the place.\n\nThe following night we were ready. The supplies that I asked for were in the\ntrunk of the car. Just a minute or two before last call, I walked in the club.\nThere was only one drunk at the bar and he was leaving. The other three guys\nwere there as we expected. I asked for a drink from John, who was tending bar,\nand was told \"we\u2019re closed lady.\" Jill had put her clothes on and was sitting\nat the bar; the two other men were sitting to her right. On cue, she reached\nin her purse and pulled out the two leather cased stun guns and hit each man\nwith them. At the same instant I hit John in the chest with mine. All three\nwere instantly prostrate on the floor. It only took us practiced seconds to\nhand cuff them, shackle their legs and shove a ball gag in each mouth. We\nblindfolded them and hoped they wouldn\u2019t recognize us if ever they saw us\nagain. They recovered quickly and were fighting their restraints.\n\nI had decided not to use my normal surgical methods on these creeps. The old\nmonofiliment fishing line would come into use.\n\nWe tied each man to a different table, face up and in a position where his\nballs would hang over the edge when exposed. With a razor knife I cut the\nclothes from each, exposing their jewels. I plugged my soldering iron to heat\nup. The first man, the redhead, had a normal package. Average dick and average\nballs. He even had red hair on them.\n\nI donned my velvet glove to give this guy a taste of what he would never feel\nagain. Jill stepped in and said, \"I want to do this. I want it to be good for\nhim.\" She carefully washed his package and began to lick his balls. His cock\nrose at once. She then gave him a very slow sensual blowjob, stopping when he\nwas close. By the third \"almost\" she let him cum. She took the whole load in\nher mouth. When she finished, she got up and spit the whole load full in his\nface. She whispered to him \"I hope it was good, because it\u2019s you last. I\nwrapped a single turn of the fishing line around his sack, grabbed the wooden\nhandles and yanked for all I was worth. The string tore through his equipment\nlike a razor knife. I\u2019m always amazed at how easy it was to deball a man. His\nballs, sack and all hit the floor with only the sound of a wet dishrag. I used\nthe soldering iron on his ragged groin. The smell of burning flesh filled the\nroom. Jill scooped up his now useless balls and sack and slipped them into one\nof the waiting peanut butter jars.\n\nThe second man, much bigger and darker than the first had heard everything but\nstill didn\u2019t know for sure what was going on. His cock was about the same size\nbut he had huge balls. I was already wet from cutting the first guy (in case\nyou didn\u2019t know, cutting turns me on); the sight of these massive orbs almost\nmade me cum right then and there.\n\nJill said that, even with the heat, there wasn\u2019t nearly enough pain in the\nlast cutting and that I should do better this time. I rummaged in the kitchen\nand found an old serrated steak knife, just the tool I wanted.\n\nJill repeated her procedure and sucked off the dark man. When he finally came,\nshe did as she had done before and spit the huge load right in the guy\u2019s face.\nI took his oversized sack in my gloved hand and pulled it as far out as I\ncould, I then slowly began to saw through his sack. I felt the sack part as I\ncame to the first cord bundle. I slowly sawed through it. The guy was writhing\nin agony. I cut the second one and then the last little piece of his sack. I\nheld the bag in my hand and dropped it into the jar. A little burning and two\nsets were done.\n\nThe third man John would be more fun. Jill used one of my velvet gloves on\nhim. She primed him so well that when he came he shot right up to his own face\nand shoulder. Jill licked some from his chest and true to todays method, spit\nit in his face. I had a special method for him. I had a technique that I\nlearned from a Canadian scientist named Lerue. I went to the rental car and\nretrieved the small pressure can that was there along with two small stainless\nsteel bowl, one slightly larger than the other.. I tied off his balls with a\nregular rubber band and placed them in the bowl, I put on heavy insulated\ngloves. I held his nuts down in the bowl with the smaller bowl. I then opened\nthe pressure can and poured the Freon it contained between the bowls. I said\nto him \"remember Jan and the frostbite?\" He tried to scream but the gag did\nit\u2019s job. After a minute or two I removed the covering bowl. His balls stayed\nthere with out help. Most of the Freon had evaporated and I removed the lower\nbowl. I took a little tack hammer from my kit and with the slightest tap hit\nhis left ball. The ball and the part of his sack around it broke into little\nfrozen pieces. Like a smashed marble. I did the same with the other one and\nthe ball and the rest of his scrotum shattered.. He didn\u2019t feel a thing, but\nhe would later! We scooped up the little pieces and put them in a jar. When\nhis ragged wound started to bleed, I used my soldering iron and, like magic,\nthe bleeding stopped and the smoke started.\n\nWe left them there like that. A cleaning lady would find the nutted men there\nat eight the next morning. They wouldn\u2019t sexually abuse anyone again.\n\nWe drove back to Milwaukee and had a nice early breakfast at Bubba\u2019s Breakfast\nClub. We left the car in the parking lot as we had been told. We took a bus\nfrom there back to the airport and we were happily in Texas by noon. I UPS\u2019d\nthe jars. Airline security you know, they might wonder.\n\nFor the people who e-mailed me about a previous story. A \"taint\" is the skin\nbetween a persons legs. As in \"Taint balls and Taint asshole.\" Or \"Taint\nasshole and Taint pussy.\" Guys who were in the military use the word all the\ntime..\n\nRespectfully submitted,\n\nThecia\n\n**  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 128, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bubba-Gump Gonads", "Tags": "TESTICLES, fine dining", "Summary": "*****", "Text": "` `\n\nYou've got your ...\n\nAge-of-Innocence Cup of Balls, Allspice Balls, Almond Bavarian Cream Balls,\nAmbrosia Cake Balls, American Brioche Balls, Anadama Breaded Balls, Anchovy\nButtered Balls, Angel Cake Balls, Anise Seed Balls, Apple Strudel Balls,\nApricot a la Cognac Balls, Armenian Cabbage-Leaf Stuffed Balls, Arroz con\nPollo Balls, Artichoke Hearts and Bottoms Balls, Asparagus Balls Polonaise,\nAvocado Gonad Guacamole;\n\nBacon and Biscuit Balls, Bagna Cauda Balls, Baltimore Stuffed Balls, Banana\nBran Bread Balls, Barbecue Chinese Herbed Balls, Bay Leaf Balls, Bay Scallops\nand Balls Quiche, Bean and Ball Flageolets Bretonne, Bechamel Balls, Beef\nBudapest Goulash Balls, Beer-Battered Balls, Beets with Pickled Balls, Ball\nBeignets, Berry Soup Balls, Billi Bi Balls, Black Velvet Balls, Blueberry\nSauced Balls, Burs sur Chocolat Balls, Bread and Butter Balls, Brine Bath\nBalls, Brioche Balls Francais, Brown Sugar Balls, Brunswick Ball Stew,\nBuckwheat Ball Blini, Buttermilk Ball Doughnuts, Butterscotch with Balls Pie;\n\nCabbage Balls a la Russe, Cacciucco Balls, Caesar Salad Balls, Cafe Brulot\nBalls, Canapes Balls a la Simon, Candy Taffy Balls, Cantaloupe with Balls\nFarmer's Style, Caper Sauce Balls, Caramel Frosted Balls, Caraway Breadstick\nBalls, Carbonnades with Balls a la Flamande, Carrot and Cream of Ball Soup,\nCassata Balls Palermo, Caviar with Balls Madrilene, Celery with Tarragaon and\nBalls, Champagne Bordelaise Ball Punch, Cherry Jubilee Balls, Cheese Fondue\nBalls, Cheesecake with Rum-Marinade Balls, Chestnut Boiled Ball Torte, Chicken\nDivan Balls, Chicken Florentine Balls, Chicory and Fenel Salad with Balls,\nChilean Manjar Blanco Balls, Chinese Sesame Seed and Ball Cookies, Chocolat\nBalls Boules Sur, Chocolate Chiffon Ball Souffle, Cinnaomon Buns and Balls,\nClams and Balls on Toast, Clambake Washboiled Balls, Coconut-Pecan Frosted\nBalls, Concord-Grape with Balls Jelly, Consomme Balls a la Madrilene, Corn and\nBall Relish, Cornmeal and Ball Crackers, Court Bouillon Balls, Crabs with Soft\nShell Ball Saute, Cranberried Ball Fruit Preserves, Creme Balls St. Jacques,\nCrepe Gonad Suzette, Cuban Breaded Balls, Curried Balls, Custard and Ball\nPudding;\n\nDaiquiri with Frozen and Glazed Balls, Dandelion Greens with Wilted Balls,\nDanish Ball Pastries, Deep-Fat Fried Balls, Dilled Ball Sauce with Lemon,\nDuchesse Potatoes au Balls, Duck and Ball in Wine with Green Grapes, Dutch Pea\nSoup with Split Balls;\n\nEel with Balls Anguilles Quo Vadis, Eggs Scrambled with Balls, Eggnog with\nBall Essence Chiffon Pie, Eggplant and Ball Fritters, Egyptian Ball Kebabs,\nEndive Salad with Braised Belgian Balls and Walnuts, Escalopes de Veau Balls a\nla Holstein;\n\nFettucine with Alfredo's Balls, Fig and Spicy Testes Tortes, Fillet Plaza de\nBall Athenee, Finger Rolls of Balls, Finman's Ball's Haddie Delmonico,\nFlageolets Bretonne-Style Balls, Flank Steak with London Broiled Balls,\nFlemish Ball Sauce for Poacher's Salmon, Floating Island of Balls, Fondue of\nBalls Bruxelloise, Frankfurter Goulash a la Walter Siezak's Balls, French\nBread Stuffed with Balls, Frenchman's Balls Brioche, Fricadeller Balls,\nFrittata Balls Italiana, Fritto Misto Balls, Frogs Legs with Balls Provencale,\nFrosted Icing of Confectioner's Balls, Frozen Tangerine en Ball Surprise,\nFrozen Velvet Chocolate Ball Tortoni, Fruit with Brandied Balls, Fruitcake's\nBalls Jamaica Light, Fudged WWF Balls in Minnesota Cake;\n\nGalantine of Balls, Garlic Balls, Gazpacho Balls, Genoise Gonad Praline,\nGerman Balls Lebkuchen, Gevulde Kool Rap Balls, Giblets and Gonads, Gingered\nBalls with Fruit and Cheese, Glogg's Swedish Balls, Gnocchi Cream-Puff's\nBalls, Goose Roasted with Wild Balls, Gorgonsola Ball Dip, Grand Central Pan\nRoasted Balls, Grapefruit Juice with Sherried Balls, Gravy from Red-Eye's\nBalls, Greek's Balls Mousaka, Green Balls a la Nicoise, Gulf Coast Stuffed\nBalls from a Flounderer;\n\nHalibut Baked in Ball Cream, Hallacas Balls, Hamburger au Poivre with Dill\nBalls, Hard Ball Sauce, Hard-Shelled Testicles, Harvard Beets with Ivy Balls,\nHash from Red Flannel Guy's Balls, Hasty Ball Pudding, Head On Ball Cheese,\nHenry Creel's Peppered Balls, Herbed Herb's Balls Biscuits, Hollandaise Quick\nBall Sauce, Homard's Balls a l'absinthe, Honey's Balls, Hong King Kong's Balls\nGarden Salad, Hors de-Ball d'oeuvres, Horseradish Cold Ball a la Dresden,\nHungarian's Balls and Cream Cake;\n\nIndian's Balls Rice Pudding, Indonesian's Balls with Vegetables and Shrimp,\nIrish Ball Sweet Bread, Irma's Onion and Ball Sandwich, Islanders' Balls Luau,\nItalian's Balls Mixed with Olives;\n\nJamaican Ball Pot Roast, Jambalaya Balls, Japanese Balls Tempura;\n\nKaiser Schmarren's Balls, Kebabs with Eqyptian Balls, Keftedes Testes, Key\nLime Ball Pie, Kidney Steak and Ball Stew, Knob Celery with Puree of Balls,\nKnockwurst with Balls in Beer, Korean Balls Marinade, Kosher-Style Dill Balls,\nKumquat Ball Preserves;\n\nLady Fingering Balls, Lamb Arni Pissed on Balls, Lasagne Teste, Leeks in Balls\nVinaigrette, Lekach's Balls, Lemon Dressing North African's Balls, Lima Beans\nwith Balls for Rosemary, Long-Berry Long-Ball Sauce, Linzertorte Teste,\nLobster and Ball Moana, Long Islander's Balls in Port, Luchow\nSchlemmerschmitte a la Balls;\n\nMacaroons with Almond Nuts and Nut's Nuts, Madras Ball Curry, Malayan's\nChopped Balls, Mandeltorte Testicles, Manicotti Stuffed with Balls, Manjar of\nBalls Blanco, Marzipan Rolled-Ball Cookies, Meat Ball Balls, Meringue Balls\nGlacees, Mexican's Balls Carnitas, Milanaise Ball Sauce, Minced Balls, Mint\nTesticle Parfait, Mocha Mucha Balls' Cream Frosting, Mona Lisa Dressing with\nun-Dressed Balls, Mont Blanc Balls aux Marrons, Mornay Fillets of Soul-Brother\nBalls, Mousseline Ball Sauce, Mushrooms and Balls a la Grecque, Mussels in\nBacon and Balls, Mustard Seed Buttered Balls;\n\nNeapolitan Chopped Balls, New Englad Ball Chowder, Nut Brittle and Twisted\nNuts;\n\nOeufs Balls a la Neige, Ohio Cornball Relish, Omeltet with Spanish Balls,\nOrange Ball Wedges Spiced and Chilled, Oriental Shrimpy Balls, Oyster a la\nKing's Balls;\n\nPain d'epice of Balls, Palermo Ball Cassata, Panettone Testasterone, Parker\nHouse Ball Rolls, Parsnips with Candied Balls, Pasta Ball e Fagioli, Pastel de\nChocho Balls, Pate Truffle with Fluffed Balls, Paula's Cold-Ball Tomatoes,\nPeanut Nut Ring Cake, Pea-Size Balls French Style, Periwinkles of Baked and\nWinking Balls, Petits Fours with Four Petite Balls, Pickled Ball Peppers,\nPilaff Balls Greek Style, Pineapple Ball Crepes, Pizza Testa, Plum and Ball\nPudding, Polenta Variations of Balls, Polish Balls Chopped with Porkers,\nPopped-Over Balls, Portugeuese are Chicken Balls, Potage Balls Cressoniere,\nPoulet Balls Marengo, Pounded Ball Cake, Puffed Ball Pastry, Punched Ball\nPunch;\n\nQuiche with Balls for Lorraine, Quinces with Spiced Balls;\n\nRadishes with Chinese Balls, Raisin and Dried-Ball Pie, Ravioli ala Bardelli's\nBalls, Revanie Ball Revue, Rhubarb and Ball Pie, Rice and Molded Ball\nMaltaise, Risotto Hall of Fame Balls, Rock Hard Balls, Roman's Balls Noodles,\nRoquefort and Cognac Balls, Rumanian's Balls Ghivetch, Rye Ball Fritters;\n\nSacher Torte Teste, Sage's Balls and Leaves, Salade Russe Balls, Salsa Verde\nBalls, Sambal Ball Goreng, Savarin with Savory Balls, Scallions with Mashed\nBalls, Scallops en Ball Brochette, Scotchman's Balls Shortbread, Scrapple\nScraped Balls, Senegalese Ball Soup, Shad Baked in Cream of Balls, Sherried\nBall Custard, Short Deviled Balls, Shrimpy Balls from Pierre, Sicilian Ball-\nCream Cake, Snails and Balls Stuffed with Mushrooms, Soft-Shelled Balls\nArmandine, Souffle au Grand Marnier's Balls, Spanish Ball Omelet, Spare Balls\nwith Beer and Honey, Specialty Balls Licked by Tongue, Spongey Ball Cake,\nSpringy Ball Cookies, Squashed Balls Baked with Acorns, Sweedish Ball Glogg,\nSweet and Pungent Ball Cubes, Swiss Balls Boiled by Rosemary;\n\nTamale Testicle Pie, Tarragon Balls in Aspic, Tart's Mocked and Puffed Balls,\nTempura Batterered Balls, Teriyaki of Yanked Balls, Tom's and Jerry's Balls,\nTomatoes Stuffed with Balls and Basil, Tongue Stuck On Balls, Tortoni\nTesticles, Tropical Ball Tea Punch, Tufoli Stuffed Balls, Turkish Ball\nMoussaka, Turnip Snipped-Ball Casserole, Tutti-Fruti Brandied Balls;\n\nUkranian Ball Borscht, Upside-Down-Ball Muffins;\n\nVanilla from Bavarian's Ball Cream, Veloute Ball Sauce, Venezuelan Balls from\nHot Tamales, Vichyssoise Balls a la Ritz, Viennese Ball Crescents, Vitello's\nBalls Tonnato, Vol-au-Vented Balls;\n\nWaffles of Whole Wheat and Nuts, Walnut and Nut Fudge, Watercres Testicles,\nWelshman's Balls with Rabbit, Western Ball Casserole, White Sauce of Balls,\nWine Mulled with Balls;\n\nX-Rated Ball-and-Cock Flamer's Flambe;\n\nYoghurt with Hurt Balls, Yorkshire Ball Pudding;\n\nZabaglione's Bag of Balls, Zarda Ball Grande, Zucchini with Balls of the\nCourageous Florentines, Zuppa Ball Inglese.\n\n... and that's about it.\n\n\n(Other pieces by and from Classy Bitch are found by clicking index-by-author\non the eunuch.org homey page. CB is a M to E to W in Toronto. She likes to\nthink of herself as a ballsy ball-less babe with brains. Then again, she often\ndoesn't much like to think at all.)\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 1429, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 11, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Our National Sport", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "In the days before Little League, an ambitious teenaged pitcher is thwarted.", "Text": "Kids these days have access to protective equipment that didn't exist except\nfor professional athletes when I was a kid., Nobody seemed to think that kids\nplaying in a sandlot baseball game might get hit \"down there.\"  \nI was sixteen, an excellent pitcher, fair batter, and a very fast runner,\nimportant before there were designated hitters. I have a picture of myself at\nthat time in my bathing suit. I had very wide shoulders, a wasp waist,\nmuscular chest and arms, hairy legs, hair on my chest.That was only two years\nago.  \nNext to me is a mirror. The reflection shows a soft-looking young person with\na hairless chest, belly, and legs, wide fat hips, thick thighs, and a big fat\nbehind. I have a boy's penis and a loose empty scrotum. When I run, my thighs\nrub together, my hips sway like a girl's, and my big fat ass jiggles.I have\nbarely half the muscular strength I had when the picture was taken.  \nSo, what happened ? I was pitching a pickup game with a few friends in the\npark. They didn't make cup jocks for kids in those days. All I was wearing\nunder my pants was boxer shorts. I pitched my fast ball. Jerry Mahoney sent it\nright back at me at about 150 miles per hour. Just then, a reflection from the\nwindshield of a passing car dazzled me. I didn't see that the ball was coming\nback at waist level. I didn't notice it until it crashed into my groin,\nsmashing my balls out of existence. There was an instant of absolute total\npain. I couldn't scream; I couldn't even breathe. I could swear that my heart\nstopped for a moment. What a shame it started again.  \nI remember collapsing on the ground, puking, and squirming, then darkness. I\ndidn't hurt much when I woke up. There wasn't anything left to hurt. The\ndoctor tried to break the news to me gradually, first that I would never have\nany kids, then that there wouldn't be any point in getting married, then I'd\nnever be strong enough to play baseball again, and so on. Well, it was all\ntrue. I'm a fat, sexless, feminine-looking weakling, and I wish I were dead.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Don't mess with a doctor's assistant.  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Don't mess with a doctor's assistant.  \n\nBy: James Mangan\n([uranus108@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/mailto:uranus108@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Jim rapes Deanna, a doctor's assistant. She and her co-workers \n    emasculate him in revenge. \n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Jim worked at an office just above a small doctor's surgery. Over \n    the past 2 weeks he'd noticed Deanna, a new assistant at the \n    surgery. She was big, with a broad arse and huge, slightly droopy \n    boobs. One day, Jim's office was empty and only Deanna was at the \n    surgery-both of them were closing their offices. \n    \n    \"Come up and let's have a drink,\" shouted Jim out of his window. A \n    few minutes later, Deanna came up. She must have been excited, as \n    her huge nipples were straining the front of her blouse.\n    \n    They went to Jim's office. He gave her a beer and they talked. then \n    he suddenly started playing with her breasts. \"We should stop now,\" \n    said Deanna. \"No,\" said Jim. He pushed her onto his desk and ripped \n    off her blouse. \"No!!\" gasped Deaanna. \"Yes!\" said Jim. He pulled \n    her huge breasts free of her bra, and sucked her thumb-sized \n    nipples. Against her wishes, Deanna started moaning. Thinking she \n    consented, Jim rucked up her skirt, and pulled down her panties. He \n    then dropped his trousers, revealing a long, slim penis and small, \n    hard balls. He thrust himself into Deanna and forcibly fucked her, \n    bringing her to two orgasms before they came together.\n    \n    Deanna left in tears, and went straight home. Next day, she didn't \n    come to work. Sarah, the other doctor's assistant,and Marie, the \n    doctor, came to visit her at home. She told them what had happened \n    to her.\n    \n    Marie, the doctor, suggested a way to get revenge. Next day, Deanna \n    returned to work, and invited Jim down to the surgery when everyone \n    else had gone. Quick as a flash, he went.\n    \n    Deanna sat him down, pulled off her blose and bra and pushed her \n    big tits into his face. Sitting on his lap she pulled his throbbing \n    dick free. Just then she squeezed his balls hard.\n    \n    \"Ow!!\" he screamed. At that instant Sarah and Marie burst out of \n    hiding. They quickly gagged Jim, and strapped him to the chair. \n    Then they dropped his trousers.\n    \n    \"I hope you enjoyed raping Deanna,\" said Marie. \"It was your last \n    fuck-unless a man fucks you.\" Jim cried as he realised what was to \n    happen. Marie produced a sharp muscle scalpel and gave it to \n    Deanna.\"You know what to do,\" she said.\n    \n    Jim had always fantasised about castration, but had thought his \n    genitals would shrivel up at the very threat of it. Instead, he had \n    the hardest erection ever. Perhaps it was because he was eentranced \n    by the sight of Deanna's big tits, which were swollen with \n    excitement. For Deanna was really excited this time, unlike at her \n    rape which was purely reflexive.\n    \n    Marie and Sarah masturbated themselves while Deanna placed the \n    scalped blade at the base of Jim's penis. \"I hope this hurts you as \n    much as you did me,\" Deanna said. She slowly cut off Jim's penis \n    and testicles, and then triumphantly held them up. All three women \n    came convulsively.\n    \n    Marie sealed up the wound. Sarah took the severed openis to a local \n    lady taxidermist. An hour later she returned with the stuffed penis \n    and testicles, now permanently erect.\n    \n    Jim was given a sound thrashing on his bare backside by the \n    muscular Marie. He was then ordered to suck each woman in turn. \n    Then they released him, but on the understanding that he would go \n    down on them on demand. Failure to do so would mean that his eunuch \n    status would be publicised all over the town. \n    \n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20100416183653/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 63, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Careless Talk Costs Balls!!", "Tags": "TESTICLES, True Story", "Summary": "News story about a woman who castrates her brother, apparently fearing rape by him.", "Text": "` From the Amanova site.. `\n\nWOMAN CUTS OFF BROTHER'S TESTICLES\n\nA 49-year-old Romanian woman allegedly waited until her brother fell asleep,\nthen chopped off his testicles with the bread knife to stop him getting\nfrisky.\n\nFrasina Ciobanu said she was fed up with the suggestive remarks from Ioan,\nwho's 47.\n\nHe is now in intensive care at a hospital in their home town of Brasov.\n\nFrasina, who is 49, is being held in custody.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 5, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bad Gelding Dream", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, MINOR, Humiliation", "Summary": "A Real Dream I had about my future ex-girl friend. Dream happen 6-4-8", "Text": "I\u2019m driving in a car with a girl that I think is my new girl friend, but I\ncan\u2019t remember her name. She is showing me her hometown. We are in a parking\nlot. We see this girl getting in her car and driving away.\n\n\u201cI hate that slut,\u201d my girl friend tells me, after she has driven away. \u201cShe\nslept with every guy she liked.\u201d\n\nShe points at this run down looking building across the parking lot.\n\n\"That's where we are going tonight, \" she says.\n\n\u201cCan we order food there,\u201d I ask.\n\n\u201cI want to wait till tonight to bring you there,\u201d she says. \u201cI want you to\nlook your best.\u201d\n\n\u201cI don't look that bad now,\u201d I said. \u201cIt's just a bite to eat. Besides it\nwould be easier to check the place out now when it's not packed full of\npeople. Maybe I could just run in to use the bathroom real quick? I do have to\ngo really bad.\"\n\n\u201cWhatever,\u201d she says. \u201cI am going back to the inn, take a shower and get ready\nfor tonight. You know how to walk back to the inn from here.\u201d\n\n\u201cSure,\u201d I replied and kissed her.\n\nI jumped out of the car.\n\n\u201cI really have to go, bad,\u201d I said.\n\nShe slid over to the drivers seat and drove off. I walked in the place\nexpecting a nice dance or party place, but what I saw was a room crowded with\ntoo many old pinball machines, pool tables, and arcade games. If felt cramped\neven when no one was there. There were only two small tables for eating and a\nbar to get cold beer. This is the place she wants me all dressed up for? Is\nshe crazy?\n\nI still have to go. I look for the bathroom. A door with a big hole in it\nwhich is half stuck open has a sign that says \u2018Co`ed Bathroom\u2019. I look in to\nsee if anyone is already using it. A fat guy stumbles out. It smells like\nthere is a decaying corpse in there. I look to the side of the door. I see a\nnarrow hallway with blue tiles like in a locker room. The tiles look like they\nhave never been cleaned. I look around but don\u2019t see a sign saying where it\ngoes. I think what the heck. Can't be any worse then the other bathroom? I go\ndown the hall. I find old shower rooms and hallways full of broken bathroom\nstalls with the stall walls all bent or broken and hanging to the side. The\nhallway turns and I find more stalls that I can't use. I start to hear the\ndistant laughter of kids. It grows louder. I pass a girl waiting inline for a\ngood stall. She looked to be about 10 years old. I think a local may know her\nway around.\n\n\"Do you know where the stand up stalls for guys would be?\" I ask.\n\nShe points down the hall and smiles.\n\ni thank her and start walking down the hall. Around the next corner I find the\nstand up stalls, but there is a group of young girls picking on this one boy\nthat was going. I hope they don't see me. I look back the way I came and the\ngirl that gave me direction is following me. She is smiling. She looks at me\nand then at the Stall, waiting for me to go.\n\n\u201cI really have to go bad,\u201d I say.\n\nShe giggled. I angled myself so she couldn't see and start to relieve myself.\nThe boy that was being picked on ran away down the hall where we came from.\nAll the girls that were around him are now looking at me. They run over to\nwatch me. The first girl squeezes forward so she has an angle to see. Another\ngirl squeezes in the other side and grabs my thing. She is wiggling it around,\nmaking me pee on the walls, the floor, myself and on the girls. They are\nlaughing. I ask them to please stop. An older girl about 15 comes out of the\nshadows. She looks a little like the girl my girl friend pointed out in the\nparking lot.\n\n\"Aren't you that girl\u2019s new boyfriend?\" she asks.\n\n\u201cMaybe,\u201d I replied.\n\nI was finally finished. The girl stopped wiggling it.\n\n\u201cMy older sister told me if she sees you, she will hack off your balls,\u201d the\ngirl said.\n\nI laughed.\n\n\"Like you know how to?\" I said.\n\nOne of the girls behind me pulls my pants down.\n\nMusic starts playing somewhere. I look around to find my cell phone alarm\ngoing off, next to bed. Time to get up and go to work.\n\n(Edited by Liana M) Great thanks to her, my Story can be better told. any\nQuestion, Feel free to E-Mail me or leave feed back.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Tight Jeans Can Change a Guy", "Tags": "GAY, MINOR, TESTES", "Summary": "Fashions change.&nbsp; Once&nbsp; high school guys had to wear their jeans as tight as possible.&nbsp;&nbsp; This could and did create an interesting situation and condition to the&nbsp;rapidly maturing kid's&nbsp;body.", "Text": "High school male students in the mid-sixties subscribed to the fashion of\nwearing ones pants very tight. The popular styles of slacks were designed to\nfit tightly. But for most guys, the desirable garment was jeans. While most\nschools had dress codes forbidding jeans, the prohibitiion did not include the\nnew fashion colors available, or corduroy jeans in similar colors and fit,\nwhich as designed was to be snug. by buying a size smaller than the standard,\nthey were definitely skin-tight.  \n  \nBut a kid who was daring went beyond that look and selected a pair of jeans\nthat fit as snugly as a rubber glove (and looked it). Jeans labelled \"slim\ncut\" and a couple sized smaller than taraditional fit were acquired. One's\ngenitals were carefully displayed with the testes balanced either side of the\ncenter seam below the fly, and the penis pointing upwards, to the right or\nleft, depending on one's preference.  \n  \nBeyond that, if one had the body and the \"balls\" and could find the right\njeans, a kid could wear \" **tighter-than-skin-tight jeans** \". This was\npopular both for school and afterwords. A heavy leather belt circled the\nwaist.  \n  \nIt was easy for the wearer to determine himself if he was wearing that fit. An\nhour in a pair of tighter-than-skin-tight jeans and you had a numbing feeling\nin your genitalia, and most likly everywhere below the belt cinched waist.\nWhen the jeans were removed, the seams left indentaions on both the inside and\noutside of your legs and along the hips. Since both Levis and Wranglers had\nstuds attaching the pockets and belt loops, prominent 1/4 ich round marks were\nfound in those positions.  \n  \nIf one really wanted to focus attention on his basket, a thick eleastic band\nor a hair band was placed around the penis and behind the testes, emphasizing\nthe numbness of that area. However, the jeans were tight enough that details\nof the basket were mashed into the body.  \n  \nThese fashions kept the wearer well aware of his sexual urges and needs. Of\ncourse wearing tighter-than-skin-tight jeans continually during his high\nschool career could and did create the condition of non-functional testes.\nHowever, it was worth it for the look and the feeling. One could say that a\nkid who had the balls to do this, lost them!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 22, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Suprised", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "The slave loves castration fantasy but never in the realm of his imagination does he believe she would grant him his wish.", "Text": "` The slave meets with his beautiful mistress. She greets him wearing high\nblack spikes,she is topless exposing huge firm breasts with long protruding\nnipples. The mistress is given a written note of the slaves death fantasy. The\nmistress then proceeds to fulfill his wishes. She gouges each nipple hard\ndrawing blood and drags her nails down his chest,reaching his sac,she hooks\nher nails in deep and pulls up hard raking them until the pain is unbearable.\nShe then ties him to a table and spreads his legs apart so she can work freely\nin fulfilling his dream. She takes six long needles and slowly very slowly\ninto each testicle and nipple and puts the last two through his thick cock.\nThe blood starts to flow and the mistress gets off on that and pulls up two\nlong knives with curved thin blades. She tells the slave she is going to\ntortue him to death and she hold true to her promise by slowly cutting off his\nballs in one quick swipe.The mistress then takes a second swipe and his dick\nis now on his chest shooting cum as it spasams for the last time. The mistress\nshoves the dick in his mouth and holds his balls up high claiming some sort of\npower she has always wanted. She then takes the knife and proceeds to run it\nall the way to the hilt into the bleeding cavity. The slave is in extocy the\nmistress is even more fulfilled. The mistress somehow loves this slave and out\nof her mercy she decides to disembowel him by digging deep into his stomach\nwith both knives and slicing up untill his intestines fall freely out on the\ntable. She puts them on his chest and kissig him long and deep she slices his\nthroat to end his suffering. The mistress is filled with power now and awaits\nher next subject with true confidence of being a genuine Diva of lust.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The End of a Boxer", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A boxer goes crazy in the ring and pays for his mistake.Please send comments to: Jay_32@hotmail.com", "Text": "` THE END OF A BOXER `\n\nThe slave, Jake \u201cThe Gorilla\u201d, is a championship boxer in his prime. At 24, he\nhas a massive 6\u20193\u201d height and 260 lbs of pure muscle. With dark swarthy\nfeatures and a hairy back and chest, his muscular arms and legs validate his\ntitle \u201cgorilla\u201d. However, his days as a boxer are over and soon his days as a\nman.\n\nYesterday, in a testosterone rage Jake savagely killed his owner\u2019s son in the\nring. The boy of 18 wanted to spar with his father\u2019s prime possession, against\nJake\u2019s trainer\u2019s advice. Jake played with the boy during the first two rounds.\nHe took the third round off, actually letting the lad think he had a chance.\nThen in the fourth round, Jake \u201cThe Gorilla\u201d slowly and methodically beat the\nboy to death, not letting him touch the matt until just before the bell.\n\nI am the boy\u2019s father and I have decided the fate of this slave.\n\n(Six months later)\n\nAlthough no longer a man, Jake has adjusted to his new life. I decided that\nthe only compensation Jake could provide is a life of discipline and\npunishment. I have always had a shop out in the barn. Lately I have added\nthree additional rooms within the barn to accommodate Jake and his new\nposition. I have installed a cell for Jake with a customized table. On one\nside of the cell, just outside the bars is a one-way mirror to my room, so\nthat I can keep an eye on him at all times. The cell opens into my special\ndungeon where Jake performs his a portion of his daily service.\n\nI have gradually started modifying Jake\u2019s schedule and in the process Jake\nhimself. I instituted the daily enema. Jake now dutifully climbs up on the\nrack and takes a full gallon enema and holds it for 45 minutes before\nreleasing it, after obtaining permission of course. He is then plugged with a\nlarge butt plug for the day\u2019s work.\n\nJake has been modified to meet my needs and to stop his aggression. I had him\nstripped after the funeral by two of my other slaves. He was taken into the\nshop for revisions. After his first enema lesson, he was spread-eagled\nstanding against one wall. He was shaved of all body hair and remains that\nway. I moved my portable worktable up and adjusted it to the height of his\ndick. After gently retracting the foreskin of his 12 inch tool, I stretched it\nout and hammered a nail through the head and down through the urethra. A large\nring has been inserted for securing him and reminding him of his position.\nAdditional rings were placed in his nipples and are now often weighted as part\nof the training.\n\nI told Jake that he needed to have one more modification to become complete.\n\nAfter giving Jake a night in his cell to think things over, I did the final\nmodification on the second day. He was given his morning enema and taken to\nthe shop and again spread eagled. Sitting just in front of him on my worktable\nwas my castrating band. He went wild and could hardly be placed in position. I\njust sat on my workbench and waited for quite awhile for it all to sink in.\n\nI excused my slaves. Then I washed his cock and walnut sized balls in hot soap\nand water. I lowered his balls through the open band that was laying on the\nedge of the bench. In a ceremony that emphasized his contrition and\nsubmission, I slowly began masturbating his big cock. He tried not to become\nexcited, but with the fear and the butt plug, he produced a glorious erection.\nDeliberately and meticulously I slowly bought him to the breach of climax,\nonly to stop and rest him. On the fifth course of arousal I slowly bought him\nto a full ejaculation. As he shot loads of hot cum all over the floor, I\npulled his balls all the way down. Just as the last spasm subsided I clamped\nhis nuts. He screamed for quite some time.\n\nOver the next few hours his nuts became darker and colder and began the\nprocess of dying. He never lost consciousness, although just barely. During\nthis time I took my riding crop and by periodically caressing his dick, I\nmaintained him erect. Later that night I had my worktable bought over and my\nvice placed with his dying nuts in between. Slowly and deliberately I again\nbegan his torture. I closed the vice, making sure that he never quite lost\nconsciousness. When they were finally closed and Jake\u2019s screaming had reduced\nitself to a whimper, I had the vet come and sew him up. The plates of the vice\nhad the blood and sinew of this great fighter\u2019s balls spread all over them. I\nhad it scraped off and put in a jar of formaldehyde. To this day they are on a\nshelf high on the wall in Jake\u2019s cell.\n\nJake has a new life now. Each morning he receives his daily enema and steroid\ninjection. He is maintained with good muscularity for work but little\ntestosterone. After plugging he works naked as a field slave. He is always\ngiven manual work to keep him in shape. Each evening, after being hosed down,\nhe goes to the dungeon for discipline and punishment. He is placed in the\nspread-eagle position facing the wall of whips and devices I have procured for\nhis torture. He begins each session with 18 strokes of the whip, one for each\nyear of my son\u2019s life. The strokes are administered to a different part of his\nanatomy each day so that no permanent damage results and he cannot anticipate\nhis use. Additional strokes are given for punishment for each infraction since\nthe previous day. He always gets a few and sometimes many. After the\npunishment, he is racked and tortured to my satisfaction. I think he is\nbeginning to think of the whips as his friends and likes the attention I give\nhim.\n\nFinally, he ends his day at a special table that I have built in his cell. His\nlegs, spread wide apart, are secured to the feet of this heavy table. His dick\nis secured to the floor via the ring. He is tied to rings in the table that\nare the in the right place for his nipple rings and his hands are secured well\nout in front of him. Then I take off my belt and re-warm his ass, thighs and\nback for a good \u201cold fashioned\u201d fucking.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ricky Visits America  - The Conclusion", "Tags": "BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, MINOR, Mentioned; no sex", "Summary": "This is a redirect to Chapter 4, The Conclusion, to make it show up under \"C\" in the author index as well.", "Text": "New Page 1\n\n **This is a redirect to Ricky Visits America, Chapter 4 - The Conclusion.**\n\n **[Please click here to be\nredirected](http://web.archive.org/web/20100828024802/http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/R/ea_114815ricky_vi.htm).\nThanks!**\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 21, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 6, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Quick and the Eunuch", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "See what the fastest gun in the West could do", "Text": "I was the fastest gun in the Old West. But I never killed a man. I preferred\nto make money off my other great talent: card games, especially poker. It was\na lot more profitable. But the fast draw did come in handy. Losers liked to\ndispute the game. A six shooter pointing in their faces made life easy for me.\n\nI was not only fast, I was sharp. I liked to fire from the hip. Why waste time\nbringing the gun up? My favorite way to practice was to have my girlfriend\nthrow stones into the air. I drew and hit the them, firing from the hip.\nWithin thirty yards, it was usually no problem.\n\nUnfortunately we could not practice a lot. She was a teacher in Phoenix. I had\nto follow the game, wherever there was good money. It was very good money, but\na hard life. All the men thought that a single woman, traveling alone, should\nbe free sex for them. It did not help that I was beautiful. You would be\namazed by the things they tried even in a bigger town with a sheriff. A six\nshooter pointing in their faces made life easy for me.\n\nIt was my second day in Boulder, Colorado. I had a good run in the poker game\nin Nick\u2019s Hotel. I liked the place. Nick was a small thin man, all smile and\nfriendly until you started trouble. He had you out on the street on your ass\nin half a second. He did not like having furniture fixed or replaced. He was\nequally good with fists, gun or knife. You could play a good game of cards in\nthere.\n\nThere were five men at the table, and me. The one to my left was particularly\nobnoxious. He was ugly and loud, making lewd remarks continuously. He smelled\ntoo. And keep staring at my chest. I did not mind that too much. He could not\npay much attention to the game. It was the man in the blue shirt, sitting\nacross the table, I was afraid of. He was quiet. He kept looking at my hands,\nmy posture, my expression. He was trying to read my tale. He was happy to have\nsmelly distract me. This guy was another pro.\n\nSmelly liked to get his hand on me. That\u2019s the annoying part. I had already\nhit him twice with my fan, a fan with hard wood frame, a secret weapon. I\nreminded myself to bring my iron framed fan next time I came down, just in\ncase this smelly son-of-a-bitch also showed up.\n\nHe had a six and three tens. I had a pair of fours and a pair of queens up. My\nface down card was a queen. I knew he was bluffing. When he was really\nexcited, he moved his head slightly to the right. So I called. His fifth card\nwas an ace. There went his last dollar. Suddenly he hollered: \u201cYou cheating\nbitch. I am going to make you cough it back up.\u201d As he turned the table over,\nhis hands reached out for my tits. Trapped in my chair, I could only put my\narms up. He got his hand on my right tit and squeezed hard.\n\n\u201cOUTSIDE\u201d. It was Nick barking at the top of his voice. The place became very\nquite. Smelly let go of me and stepped back. I turned. Nick had two double-\nbarrel shot guns, one in each hand. One pointed at smelly and the other one at\nme. The barrels were sawed of, with no more than four inches sticking out. At\nthat range, those guns were as nasty as they came.\n\nNick marched us outside, his shotguns steady. The sheriff was no where in\nsight. Smelly was screaming again and again: \u201cI kill you, bitch.\u201d Nick just\nshouted him down: \u201cTwenty feet away from each other, I call one-two-three and\nyou draw. I shoot the one who touches the gun before I count to three.\nUnderstood?\u201d Nick pointed one gun at the ground and told me to stand there. He\nwalked a few steps to mark the twenty feet and told smelly: \u201cget your ass over\nhere.\u201d Then he step away to one side, equal distance from us. His two shot\nguns still pointing at us.  \n  \n\n\u201cGet ready.\u201c Hands drop down, half an inch away from the holsters. My heart\nbeat seemed to slow down. Time seemed to slow down. \u201cOne\u201d. I saw smelly\nclearly, every hair, every pore. \u201cTwo\u201d. I saw his hand shaking a little. He\nhad quite a bit of whisky in the hotel. \u201cThree\u201d. I drew my gun, rotating it\nforward as I pulled it up. As soon as it cleared the holster, I fired. I liked\nto hit the feet. It was the first target. It was enough to end a fight. I\nnever had to kill a man. At that range, I could not miss. And I did not. But I\nwas really mad. My right tit burned with humiliation. I felt so violated. So I\ncontinued to bring up the gun and fired again at his dick. As the second\nbullet hit him, he fired and hit the ground two feet in front of me. Then he\ncollapsed. The whole street was dead silent, except the saloon girls. They\nwere cheering wildly, screaming and jumping up and down.\n\nI spent that night with the most beautiful girl from the big saloon next door.\nAfter making love, we talked about that afternoon\u2019s gun fight. She told me I\nblew off smelly\u2019s dick and his left ball. His right ball was OK. The doctor\u2019s\nmaid told everyone who wanted to hear. \u201cYou don\u2019t know how much every girl in\ntown hates that SOB. He apparently has money from somewhere. But he is mean\nand tightfisted. He is the most obnoxious man this side of Mississippi. I hate\nthat smell. It\u2019s a torture to go to bed with him. You are the greatest heroine\nto us working girls in this town. Believe me, you can have your pick of the\nbeauties and most of us would sleep with you for free.\u201d\n\nThat was the only time I shot a man\u2019s dick off.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 118, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Neo Skin Scanner - An Introduction", "Tags": "NS (No Sex)", "Summary": "A medical breakthrough creates a need for a special biometric scanner.", "Text": "` It was an unexpected outgrowth of new medical technology and an inevitable\noutgrowth of the war on Terrorism. Existing biometric identification devices\nwere rendered ineffective with the development of a new synthethic polymer. `\n\nThis miracle polymer was fully compatible with all tissue types, and is\nresponsible for saving thousands of lives. Burnt skin of fire victims could\nnow be regenerated painlessly without fear of tissue rejection. The polymer,\ntrademarked \"Neo Skin\" by its creators, also revolutionalized the cosmetic\nreconstruction industry. One could simply walk into a plastic surgeon's\noffice, and leave with a new youthful face a few hours later.\n\nEspionage agents also capitalized on Neo Skin's flexibility, creating lifelike\nfaces, fingerprints, and even retinas, after some modifications on the\nimplantation processes. These spy masks were completely lifelike, and could\ncircumvent all existing biometric devices which are based on face,\nfingerprint, and retinal scan identification.\n\nAlarmed at this development, the United States Government funded a research\neffort to create new biometric devices that could detect these Neo Skin Spy\nMasks. Results were inconclusive, and no single device could distinguish real\nskin and New Skin with regularity.\n\nThe researchers refocused their efforts to discover other processes to be used\nfor biometric scans. The result was a body-wide scanner, which combined palm\nprints, retinas, body heat, and DNA scans. Individuals were required to strip,\nenter the machine, and press his or her body against the scanners. The results\nare compared against a national database, and could routinely be validated\nwithin seconds' time.\n\nThe DNA scan created the most controversy. Since it required large amounts of\nDNA in a short period of time, the researchers decided to use genitourinary\nliquids. Males were tested by their semen, women by their vaginal secretions.\n\nThe typical machine is outfitted with an intelligent auto-fitting aperture,\nwhere a man could insert his penis. The machine would measure the penis\nlength, width, and stimulates the organ with very fast vibrations. Orgasms\ntypically result in 30 seconds, and the sperm is collected into the DNA\nscanner. For the opposite sex, the hole is replaced by a rubber rod. A woman\nwould insert the rod into her vagina, and push a button to begin vibration.\nAgain, orgasms result in a very short time, and vaginal secretions are sucked\nup by the rod, where it would be diverted to the DNA scanner.\n\nA special problem exist for impotent men and the eunuch community. The\nresearchers solved it by providing another DNA scanner, similar to the rubber\nrod, but one to be inserted into the anus. The device would function similarly\nas the rod, and orgasms are theoretically possible.\n\nDue to the threat of AIDS and other sexually-transmitted diseases, everyone is\nprovided with a condom to put over their penis, for men, or over the rod, for\nwomen. Once identification is complete, the condoms could simply be thrown\naway.\n\nThe final stumbling block, young children, was resolved by Congress. Since\nyoung boys could not provide the genetic material necessary for the DNA scan\nsequence, a law was passed exempting children below 14 years old from such\nscans. They would undergo another process, one which utilize their saliva\ninstead.\n\nThe machine was quickly adopted by the United States Government for use in\nairports and government buildings. In a few years, it has become a standard\nfixture in all developed nations. Regarded as a necessary inconvenience in\nhomeland security, the religion lobby has all but died out, with the exception\nof a few fringe groups.\n\nThe developers never realized that their creation also sport another\n\"feature,\" which was included in all biometric machines manufactured and sold.\nThis feature was inserted into the design specifications by a shadowy entity,\nand could be activated by a special broadcast through the scanner's wide-area\nnetwork.\n\n========================\n\nBrickbats or bouquets at\n\nzergrinch@hotmail.com\n\nThis is my first story,\n\nfolks, so please be\n\ngentle! :)\n\n========================  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fals Big Day", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Fal has his genitals removed using a mini guillotine by pretty female cutter.", "Text": "` this is based on event that happened in early june 2001 `\n\nToday was Fals big day. Something he had been waiting for all his life was\nabout to happen today and he was really looking forward to it.This was the day\nhe met J.J. The Female cutter to have his manhood removed. He drove to her\nhouse and she greeted him at the door. She was beautiful 5'6 brown hair.\n\n\"Welcome Fal. I have been looking forward to your visit!\" she said as she\ninvited him into her house. \" You will stay here a few days\" she stated \"your\nroom is upstairs and there are fresh towels in the bathroom. Go take a\nshower!\" Fal did as he was told and wnet upstairs and showered and shaved his\npenis and scrotum well while in the shower. He finsihed and dried off and put\non a pair of shorts and went back dowstairs.\n\nJ.J. was ready for him \"Fal lets go downstairs to the basement I have\nsomething I would like you to see!\" she stated with a twinkle in her eye. By\nnow he was getting aroused by the thoughts of what was ahead. \"I bought a new\ndevice and wanted to test it out today\". She pointed to a miniature\nguillotine. \"It's designed to cut everything off with one cut\" she claimed.\nIts easy to operate. you will be secured. your hands and feet tied down and\nyour penis and scrotum will lie on the base. The blade with come down behind\nthe genitals removing them in one cut. A metal bowl will be placed in front to\ncatch everything as it's cut\". Fal was delighted and accepted this to be used\nin his cutting \"Do you wanna fool around first?\" Fal asked J.J. She smiled and\nsaid yes. Fall dropped his shorts revelaing the 12 inch cock and low hanging\nsack with a pair of testicles that weighed 4 ounces each.\n\n\"My God! You're HUGE!\" exclaimed J.J. \"Yes.\" Fal said with a smile. \"The First\nThing I'm gonna do is suck on your nut sac!\" J.J. said. Fal spread his legs\nwide letting his sac dangle about. J.J. came up and under him and opened her\nmouth wide allowing the enitre scrotum to fit inside her mouth. \"MMMM\" She\nsaid \"Bite my sack J.J.\"fal said J.J. obliged and played by biting lightly and\nclosing her teeth on his sac. Of course this action made Fal hard as a rock.\nShe thought about biting them off but decided to use the guillitine instead.\nAfter 5 minutes of sucking on his sac she started to blow him. Taking in his\nlarge glans first.\n\n\"You can bite that as hard as you want!\" Fal said. She did do that. Didn't\nbreak the skin but did bite down quite hard.Then she deepthroated him for a\ngood 15 minutes, sucking up and down taking all of his 12 inches in with what\nseemed like ease. Then Fal came. A load shot into J.J.'s mouth which she\nslurped up. Then she said \"mmmmm . Its Time to use the new machine\"\n\n\"I'm ready!\" said Fal. so she got Fal set up and secured. She placed his penis\nand scrotum on the base of the guillotine and place the top piece over it so\nit would stay in place and all come off easily. The metal bowl was in place.\nIt was time.\n\n\"All I do is release this chain and the blade comes down.\" J.J. said as she\npulled the chain. The blade came down. In one swoop all of Fals genitals were\nsliced off and now lying in the bowl. She immediately got the bowl and pulled\nout Fals penis and balls and held it up in front of him. \"This will make a\nnice meal!\" J.J. exclaimed. Fal passed out when the blade cut off his goods.\nShe roasted and ate the genitals.\n\nTo get a copy ofthe both the before and after photographs or to see the avi\nfile of fal getting his goods guillotined, email fal@zeropain.com and put\n\"Before and after\" in the subject field.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slave Boy On The Run 3", "Tags": "WARNING", "Summary": "Continued from part 2. Slave boy has been found in the ravine and is chased to a cliff and trapped. Part 3 in the series.", "Text": "October 22nd 9:10 pm\n\nI am going. Trying to get these leaves and stuff off me as quiet as I can. OK,\nnow get up as slow as I can. AHHHHHHH Damn it. God that hurts. Oh man. I cant\nget off my hands and knees. There is snow covering the ground even here in the\ntrees now. It is snowing very hard. The wind is coming up down here now. What\nis this in the snow? It must be my blood. I can see the dark on the white. I\ncan feel the gash in my side open and close as I move. It hurts a lot. I have\nto get up. I have to get up. AHHHHHHHHH geeze it hurts. Ok. I am up. I am\nshaking so hard I can hardly stand. If they see me I don\u2019t know how I can run\nfrom them. THERE IT IS AGAIN! IT IS CLOSER! Someone must be in the ravine. I\ncant see anything down the ravine over the tree, it is too dark.\n\nThe dogs are working their way around the bottom of the ravine to the east.\nThey will be to this one before long. My whole groin is on fire. I am bleeding\nthere, I can feel it on my inner thigh, it is wet there. It feels so odd to\nnot find my balls there with my hand. DAMN IT. I DIDN\u2019T DO THIS MISTRESS! Oh\nman I am crying again. I am lost to her. She hates me now and is angry to\npunish me. Slaves that run have their Achilles tendons cut, to crawl about\nforever. And their tongues cut out so they cannot speak. Everyone gets to\ntreat you like a dog. Even the other slaves. I\u2019d rather be dead. I will be if\nI keep bleeding like this. Oh god I am coughing. SHIT! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!\n\nDOMME KALI! IT IS HER VOICE! SHE IS IN THE RAVINE! DAMN IT. Oh man. RUN YOU\nFOOL. She is talking. She must have heard me cough. OK. Here I go. AHH right\non a sharp stick. Ok. Stay in these trees, walk up the ravine. Work up the\nside of it. Have to get to the creek. Damn it hurts to move. Quiet, quiet move\nquiet. MISTRESS! SHE IS TALKING DOMME KALI THEY ARE IN THE RAVINE! RUN! RUN!\n\nOh man ah on man SHIT a branch in the face! DAMN IT. Keep going go go go go.\nAH MY FEET. Oh man I cant do this. RUN! RUN! DOGS! DOGS! THEY ARE AT THE\nRAVINE! RUN DAMN IT RUN!\n\nMISTRESS IS YELLING \u201cUP HERE UP HERE\u201d Run, oh god run run run. AHH THESE\nFRIGGING BRANCHES!\n\nSHIT WHERE AM I? I AM NEAR THE TOP OF THE RAVINE WHAT IS HERE? AHHHH DAMN MY\nFOOT. I stuck something in it. DAMN I cannot step on it.\n\nWHERE IS THIS? WHERE IS THIS? WHERE AM I? THE TREES ARE ENDED. Shit it is cold\nin the wind here. The snow is biting into my skin. It is a blizzard here. THIS\nIS EXPOSED HERE. Big open area in front of me. IS IT A FIELD? WHAT THE FUCK IS\nIT?\n\nTHE DOGS! THEY ARE RUNNING UP THE RAVINE! THEY HAVE ME. I HAVE TO RUN. GO NOW\nGO NOW DAMN IT!\n\nAHHHHH NOOOOO NO DAMN IT. I almost fell off. OH GOD! I am on the cliff above\nthe lake. SHIT HANG ON HANG ON! Get that root. Pull back up. Oh man I can\u2019t\nget up I can\u2019t get up. OK OK I CAN DO THIS I CAN DO THIS OK OK OK ARRRRRGGGGG\nGOD IT HURTS I am up I am up Oh man I hurt so bad. I can\u2019t breath I can\u2019t\nbreath take breaths take breaths SHIT SHIT\n\nI am trapped. I am caught. OH GOD! MAYBE I SHOULD JUMP OFF. Oh man. Mistress I\nlove you. I have to jump off. I can\u2019t let them take me back. It will shame her\nto have me there as a runner. Oh god I am sobbing. I want to go back to home\nwith her. I want her to let me serve her. OH GOD. HELP ME HELP ME.\n\nTHE DOGS I CAN SEE THEM! OH GOD THEY ARE HERE I CAN SEE THEM! MISTRESS! DOMME\nKALI AND DOM RAY! OTHERS! They are all talking to me. WHAT? WHAT ARE THEY\nSAYING? Oh man. I can hardly stand. I CAN\u2019T THINK I CAN\u2019T THINK. I can\u2019t\nunderstand them. It is hard to see. THINK DAMN IT WHAT ARE THEY SAYING TO ME?\nSHIT THE EDGE IS AT MY FOOT I AM BACKING RIGHT OVER AGAIN! They are holding on\nto the dogs. Mistress is closer I think. I think. It is her. WHAT IS SHE\nSAYING?\n\n\u201cI DID NOT DO IT MY LADY I DID NOT DO IT MY LADY!\u201d I am screaming at her. OH\nGOD. I can\u2019t understand her. I am getting dizzy, I can\u2019t stand. Must be my\nblood loss, I can\u2018t see hardly. \u201cI DID NOT DO IT PLEASE PLEASE I DID NOT DO IT\nMY LADY!\u201d I am screaming so loud it hurts all over. Why can\u2019t I hear what she\nis saying? She is holding her hand out, she is saying something. \u201cSTAY AWAY\nSTAY AWAY LET ME GO LET ME DIE HERE! DON\u2019T TAKE ME BACK! DON\u2019T TAKE ME BACK! I\nWILL SHAME YOU MISTRESS! I AM A RUNNER! I DIDN\u2019T DO THIS MY LADY! PLEEAAASSSE\nI DID NOT DO THIS CRIME\u201d\n\nTHE DOG! A DOG! IT IS COMING AT ME! Mistress is yelling at someone else. One\nof the others is trying to grab the dog. Mistress is yelling. AHHHHH ARRRRGG\nSHIT THE DOG IT IS BITING ME AHHHHHHHH GOD ARRGRGR. HIT IT HIT IT IN THE EYE\nIN EYE DAMN IT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH\n\nMISTRESS IS SCREAMING SOMETHING. SHE IS RUNNING AT ME. FUCK I AM FAILING! I AM\nGOING OVER FUCK FUCK FUCK\n\n\u201cMISSSSTREEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS\u201d\n\nEnd part 3\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 20, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 183, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Virgin's Sacrifice", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Liam, Craig and Jeremy want to lose their virginity. Julianne can help them, but this will cost one of them more than money...", "Text": "` Julianne felt a familiar shiver of excitement pass through her body,\neventually settling into a warm anticipation between her legs. She was going\nto enjoy this. She uncrossed her tanned, shapely legs, allowing the three boys\nbefore her a view straight up her black mini. She wasn\u2019t wearing panties, and\nher audience stared in wonder at the promise of heaven within. One even went\nas far as to gulp. Then she closed her legs once more and cleared her throat,\ndrawing their attention back to her angled face. `\n\n\u2018So,\u2019 she said her voice half seductress and half school-mistress. \u2018You boys\nwant to lose your virginity?\u2019\n\nThe boys were seated opposite Julianne on her leather sofa. All aged\nseventeen, they were perfectly ripe for her favourite game \u2013 desperately horny\nand stupidly trusting. They exchanged nervous glances before Jeremy, a tall\nboy with a thick crop of blonde hair, responded.\n\n\u2018Uh\u2026 yes. We do.\u2019\n\nJulianne smiled a scarlet-lipped smile as she took a sip of wine. They were\nall the same \u2013 big talkers around school, but nervous wrecks when faced with a\nreal woman. And Julianne Delwinter, at thirty-five, was a real woman. She\nleant forward to place her wine on the coffee table, giving the boys a view of\nher impressive cleavage, before speaking.\n\n\u2018And the girls at your school told you that if you come here, I could help you\nwith that?\u2019\n\n\u2018Yeah,\u2019 said Craig, a burly lad with broad shoulders and a big smile. \u2018That\u2019s\nwhat happened. So can you?\u2019\n\nJulianne ran a finger over her right breast as she spoke. \u2018Oh, I can help you\nboys. I\u2019d love to. But there\u2019s a price.\u2019\n\n\u2018We\u2019ve got money,\u2019 spat the third boy excitedly. He was a quiet kid named\nLiam, who struggled to look Julianne in the eyes. \u2018How much do we need?\u2019\n\n\u2018I don\u2019t want your money,\u2019 said Julianne with a wicked grin. \u2018I\u2019m not that\ncheap. I demand a much higher price than currency for this service. I mean,\nyou\u2019re a bunch of learner-drivers, and this is a Ferrari.\u2019\n\nTo drive the point home, Julianne undid her top and let her breasts free from\ntheir black bra. The wobbled seductively, their creamy-white flesh extenuated\nby the bra-shaped tan line around them. The boys shifted uncomfortably,\nfailing to hide the bulges in their jeans.\n\n\u2018We\u2019ll give you whatever you want,\u2019 stammered Jeremy, licking his lips.\n\n\u2018Anything?\u2019 said Julianne, spreading her legs far enough for the light to\nglisten on her moist, hairless crotch.\n\n\u2018Anything!\u2019 they said in unison.\n\n\u2018I demand a sacrifice. If one of you gives me their balls, the others will get\nto have me.\u2019\n\nThe boys sat in stunned silence. It was Craig that finally spoke.\n\n\u2018I\u2019m sorry\u2026 give you their balls? How do you mean?\u2019\n\n\u2018I mean just that,\u2019 said Julianne with a smile. \u2018I get to castrate one of you,\nor none of you will ever get inside here.\u2019\n\nShe ran a finger across her clitoris slowly.\n\n\u2018You can\u2019t be serious,\u2019 said Jeremy.\n\nJulianne snapped her legs shut and sighed impatiently. \u2018Get out.\u2019\n\n\u2018No, no. Wait,\u2019 said Liam, his face a picture of desperation. \u2018We\u2019ll do it.\nBut how do we decide\u2026 you know, who gets cut?\u2019\n\nJulianne grinned, slowly parting her legs once more. \u2018Well, I just cannot\ntolerate a man with a small, ugly penis. So I think the best way to decide\nwould be if I compare your cocks and make the choice myself.\u2019\n\nThe three boys looked at each other timidly, eventually nodding in agreement.\n\n\u2018Great,\u2019 said Julianne with an excited clap of her manicured hands. \u2018Let\u2019s see\nthem, boys.\u2019\n\nJeremy went first, standing confidently and unbuckling his pants. He yanked\nthem down and let his erection spring out proudly. It stood straight up, more\nthan ten inches topped with a purple knob the size of a golf ball. His large\nballs were held tight in their sack. Julianne grinned her approval.\n\n\u2018Very nice,\u2019 she cooed.\n\nNow Craig stood, eyeing off his friend\u2019s organ jealously. He pulled down his\npants and thrust out his dick for inspection. His was only seven inches, but\nwhat it lacked in length it more than made up for in girth. His cock was twice\nas thick as Jeremy\u2019s.\n\n\u2018Not bad,\u2019 Julianne conceded, before turning to Liam. \u2018Your turn.\u2019\n\nLiam had gone pale. He had been so confident. He\u2019d seen the both of his\nfriends naked in the change rooms, and had compared himself to them favourably\non many occasions. But he\u2019d never seen them hard. He stood nervously and undid\nhis pants. Then he pulled them down slowly to reveal his hard prick. At five\ninches, it looked a miserable sight between the two impressive cocks it was\nbeing compared with. His balls were held tight, as though trying to hide.\nJulianne raised an eyebrow.\n\n\u2018We have a winner,\u2019 she laughed. \u2018That little thing isn\u2019t going anywhere near\nme.\u2019\n\n\u2018Wait,\u2019 spluttered the panicked Liam.\n\n\u2018Uh-uh, honey, you agreed to the terms. Hold him!\u2019\n\nCraig and Jeremy grabbed the squirming boy by the arms, easily overpowering\ntheir smaller friend. Their erections slapped against his side as he\nstruggled. While this was going on, Julianne reached into a drawer beside her\nand produced a gleaming metal clamping device. She eyed the device off,\nplaying a hand across her vagina before getting up and walking to the\nrestrained Liam.\n\n\u2018Oh, don\u2019t worry, sweety,\u2019 she soothed. \u2018It\u2019s just a little chop, and then you\ncan sit back and watch your friends fuck me with those big, fat cocks of\ntheirs.\u2019\n\nLiam was crying now, blubbering and begging his friends.\n\n\u2018Sorry, dude,\u2019 said Jeremy, moving his hips so his knob rubbed against Liam\u2019s\nside. \u2018But this is so worth it.\u2019\n\n\u2018Now,\u2019 said Julianne to Jeremy. \u2018Can you hold him on your own?\u2019\n\n\u2018No problem,\u2019 he replied, moving behind Liam and hooking his arms under the\nstruggling boy\u2019s.\n\n\u2018Good. Now you,\u2019 she said to Craig. \u2018Can get down here and taste me.\u2019\n\nCraig was more than happy to oblige, kneeling behind the bending woman and\ndiving his tongue into her juicy pleasure-zone. Julianne began to breathe\nheavily.\n\n\u2018Ready to say goodbye to those little balls?\u2019 she asked.\n\nLiam shook his head and wailed.\n\n\u2018Oh,\u2019 she groaned, holding the clamp open and pulling his balls forcibly down\ninto the steel jaws. \u2018Too bad.\u2019\n\nJulianne held Liam\u2019s balls in her left hand. Her face turned hard and with her\nright she squeezed the clamp\u2019s handle. There was a sickening crunching sound,\nand then the sack fell away from Liam\u2019s writhing body. He screamed in horror.\nUnconcerned, Julianne dropped the clamp and reached into the sack, pulling out\nthe pink, fleshy balls and holding them up to her face. She gasped\necstatically, grinding her dripping pussy into Craig\u2019s face as she stared at\nthe severed nuts. She orgasmed as she crushed the testicles in her hand,\nletting the mix of blood and sperm run down her arm and across her bouncing\nbreasts.\n\nLiam, shaking and delirious, was laid on the couch. Julianne took a mere five\nminutes to clean the wound, make sure the cords were properly crushed and then\nsow up the ugly hole.\n\nHe was, a Julianne had promised, allowed to watch his friends fuck the\ngorgeous Julianne. Neither of them lasted very long, the excitement of\nwatching Liam\u2019s balls getting cut and the pure pleasure provided by an\nexperienced woman proving too much for even Jeremy\u2019s massive cock. Julianne\nknelt before them and let them explode onto her, their cum bouncing across her\nlips and tongue, before dribbling down her chin and onto her tits. She did\nthis with relish, all the time keeping her eyes, and her smile, fixed clearly\non the boy she took so much pleasure in castrating. But Liam didn\u2019t look back.\nHis weeping eyes simply jumped between the two sets of healthy balls bouncing\naround beside Julianne\u2019s beautiful face. Then he looked to his bloody, ruined\ntesticles lying uselessly on the floor, a meter from the fleshy, empty sack at\nhis feet.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 124, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "SEINFELD GETS SINGED", "Tags": "", "Summary": "Jerry Seinfeld,George,Kramer and Newman are castrated to gratify Elain's sexual fetish.", "Text": "It is a typical Seinfeld day. Jerry is sitting at his word \nprocessor and George has just popped in after work. George is \nlounging on the couch, fully emmersed in what is being ommitted by \nhis walkman.  \n\n\n\n\"What are you listening to? You haven't showed that much attention \nspan since they've started showing those old Bosco commercials on TV \nLand.\" , Jerry asked in his pattened prissy voice.\n\n\n\n\"You be quiet about that, to many people around me know my password \nalready.I'm listening to that old tape of Elain talking dirty, \nremember, from a few years ago. I found it while I was cleaning my \ncloset.\"\n\n\n\n\"I'm surprised about two things\", Jerry explains,\"One is that you \nwould clean that rats nest you live in,and two, is how small your \npecker is. Shrinkage My ass!\" Jerry points at george's small bulge in \nhis pants.\n\n\"You think yours is bigger?\", George asks, obviously embarrased.\n\n\n\n\"I know so,lets show each other our dicks; i'll prove it to you.\"\n\n\n\n  The two stood up and faced each other like gun slingers.In unison, \nthey both quickly pulled down their pants. Jerry had  a thick eight \ninch erection, and a long plunp cock that hung between his \nsmooth,muscular things.Where as george onthe other hand had a four \ninch dick,with peanut size balls, resting between flabby thinghs.\n\n\n\n      The door opens and Elain walks in, her face in shock.Yet, she \ncouldn't keep her eyes off Jerry and George's cocks.\n\n\n\n\"Well George,I see you got one hell of a short story.\", Elain teased \nin a sexy voice.\"judging from your boners you men need areal woman.\"\n\n\n\n   George and jerry were speechless. Elain stripped down to ablack g-\nstring.She had a wonderful tan body and nice,firm breats.\n\n'Get ready boys,you are in for a cum of a life time.\"\n\n\n\nElain bends down and removes Kramer's severed head!An added shock was \nthat his testicles were shoved up his nostrils, It looked almost like \nwhat an African tribe would do to modify ther bodies.\n\n\n\nGeorge and jerry screamed. Elain looked at their nowflacid dicks,\"You \nguys could use some mango.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 6, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 30, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (6) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Learn to like it, Little Girl", "Tags": "Clitoridectomy, torture", "Summary": "Lauren's insolence has landed her a PIT session with Serena. This does not bode well for poor Lauren. Oh well, newbs will learn eventually.", "Text": "Lauren had been waiting on the table for a little under an hour when Serena\nstrolled in. She casually laid out all of her various instruments on the\ncounter. She gave Lauren a large bottle of water to drink and instructed that\nshe drink it all within the next few minutes. Lauren obeyed readily. It was\nnever aa good idea to disobey \"Mistress\" Serena, as most of the Center called\nher. Officially there were no titles of power and submission here, as power\nswitched from person to person so frequently. But in the PIT, Serena was the\nMistress of the Domain. Unlike the other session Doms, she had actually chosen\na permanent position here. Lauren wondered about that as Serena strapped her\ninto stirrups. When she was done with the water, Serena also bound her hands\nand placed a ball gag in her mouth. Interestingly enough, the PIT was the only\nplace in the Center where screaming was allowed. Of course, the main reason\nfor this was because everything was allowed here. Unlike the other levels of\nthe Center, which all had certain restrictions, the PIT was free-form torture.\nLauren had orgasmed without permission, and screamed during torture on top of\nit, and therefore she had earned a session with Serena.\n\n\"You been here long, Lauren?\" Lauren shook her head no.\n\n\"Who initiated you?\" Lauren tried to say \"Gavin\" through the gag.\n\n\"Gavin?\" Lauren nodded.\n\n\"No wonder. That fucking pansy. He'll let his initiates get away with\nanything.\" She sighed. \"Now let's see what we've got here.\" She examined\nLauren's genitalia, voluptuous folds of clitoral hood and inner labia, perky\nlarger-than-average clitoris,nice tight little ass and pussy.\n\n\"Shit, girl, you ain't hardly even been broken in yet.\" Lauren mentally\nprotested that she had endured plenty of torture already, but it was no good\nto argue. She'd never had Serena before as a session Dom, she wasn't about to\nrisk pissing her off. Serena smiled. She clamped Lauren's little nipples nice\nand tight. Then she reached down and pinched Lauren's clitoris. She pinched it\na few more times, until it was erect.\n\n\"Good girl. I bet the boys love that fleshy clit of yours. Have you had a\nsession with Bruno yet?\" Lauren shook her head. Serena tied a rope around her\nwaist, looping it up across her clit so that when she attached the rope to the\nceiling, it tightened on Lauren's clit and her asscrack at the same time.\nSerena hoisted her up nice and high and secured the rope. She then got out a\nshort whippy flogger and began to flog her pussy, focusing on her clit.\nSerena's aim was perfect. She let up as tears streamed down Lauren's face.\n\n\"Better watch out. Bruno has a thing for clit-cutting. He especially has a\nhard-on for cutting nice big clits like yours. \" Lauren shuddered.\n\n\"Now Lauren. I realize that you have to pee now. That will not be happening.\nIf you urinate, I will cut off your clit right now. Understood?\" Lauren\nnodded, miserably. She DID have to pee badly. Serena began to massage her clit\ngently through the ropes and immediately blood flowed into it, making it\nerect. She flicked the engorged pleasure node with her fingertip as Lauren\nwinced. Serena let Lauren down, relieving the pressure from the ropes on the\nsides of her clit. She separated Laruen's legs by tying them to the stirrups\nand putting a spreader bar between her knees.\n\n\"Now, let's see to your little pee-hole.\" Serena grabbed the smallest female\nsounding rod and slid it into Lauren's peehole. It was a new sensation for\nLauren, one that she didn't particularly enjoy. Serena slid it out and out the\nnext biggest one in. This was slightly more uncomfortable, but still not\npainful.\n\n\"We like to stretch all the holes down here in the PIT,\" said Serena as she\nremoved this rod and put in a third one. This one did not go in easily and was\npainful. It also caused Lauren to want to piss even more badly.\n\nAfter Serena had removed the third rod, she took out a small pump and\nsuctioned Lauren's clit up into it as far as she could pull it. Lauren moaned\nin pleasure and a little bit of pain.\n\n\"Now, Lauren, since you have such a nice clit, I'm going to do you a favor and\ncut it off.\"\n\n\"What! But you said....\"\n\n\"To save you from future PIT sessions, so you don't unnecessarily orgasm\nduring a session. But I'm not going to do it yet. I'm going to let you think\nabout as your clit swells from the suction.\" Lauren nodded miserably.\n\n\"You will learn to behave, little girl. And maybe next time I have you, you\nwill have learned to like the pain. We all do, eventually.\" Serena rolled out\na fucking machine and lubed up Lauren's ass. She turned it on and the machine\nbegan pounding her tight little ass. Serena sat in a chair with her legs\nspread. By now she had aquired 8 outer labia piercings and a fourchette\npiercing. She took a large, sharp knife out and began masturbating with it,\noccasionally drawing blood for fun. When she had come several times she\nstopped the machine and began to run the knife across Lauren's labia lightly\nwith the sharp edge.\n\n\"No, please!\" cried Lauren.\n\n\"Just accept it. You are no longer going to have a clit. Maybe you'll get\nanother one eventually, but only if your behavior drastically improves.\" At\nthis point Serena pressed a button on the suction device and Lauren gasped in\npain as a blade came out and lopped off her clit. Serena removed the suction\nand placed a hot iron agianst the wound to cauterize it. Lauren passed out.\n\n\"Wussy newbs.\" Sighed Serena.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 92, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Vampire I", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Boy meets a vampire.", "Text": "` A shadow moves across the pavement, its silhouette barely visible`\n\nunder the shifting light of the street lamps. Suddenly, a young\n\nprostitute ceases to be. The carcass of what was once an attractive\n\nwoman lies in the gutter, its throat slit and cooling blood pouring\n\ninto the Seattle storm drain.\n\nMichael stares moodily at the rooftops lumbering above. Seemingly\n\neffortlessly, he propels himself several stories above his previous\n\nposition. The claws on his right hand still drip the blood of the\n\nprostitute he had just fed upon. A small crimson pool forms by his\n\nside as he contemplates the bleak cityscape. Then, something\n\ncatches his un-dead eye. A boy, perhaps 17 walking alone through\n\nthe perilous streets. Golden hair in a skater cut and a skate board\n\nunder his arm, these are details totally foreign to Michael, a\n\nproduct of the 1920s American youth. Though the boy is still over a\n\nhundred yards away, Michael's vision allows him to study the finest\n\ndetail of the 5'10\" boy, from his green eyes to the way his ass\n\nmoves in his baggy pants.\n\nThe vampire leaps from his position on the rooftop to another closer\n\nto the boy. The boy is coming towards him. In a matter of seconds,\n\nMichael is standing directly above the unsuspecting boy. He readies\n\nhimself to pounce on the beautiful blonde boy below. Suddenly the\n\nboy takes a right down the road leading to the fallen prostitute.\n\nMichael lands on the ground just behind the boy in an alleyway. The\n\nboy screams and the vampire steps out from behind the building.\n\nMichael for the first time notices the ear-bud headphones and the\n\nnoise coming from them.\n\nThe boy stares at the figure before him for a second before running\n\nin the opposite direction. The vampire makes a single lunge and\n\ncloses the more than hundred feet between them and tackles the boy,\n\nsimultaneously cupping his cold, bloody hand over the youth's face.\n\n\"Now my boy, this is just too easy. Killing can get so old, know\n\nwhat I mean?\" he whispers in the youth's ear. \"No, of course you\n\ndon't. I could kill you in any number of ways, running my claws\n\nacross your throat, ripping your larynx out with my fangs, perhaps\n\njust rip your head clean off your shoulders. I could you know...\n\nI've done it before. Now don't look so shocked. I am a creature of\n\nthe Night you know. But I have been alone so very long. Now I am\n\ngoing to let go of you. If you scream or run I will kill you.\" The\n\nvampire let the boy go, blood runs down the boy's face. \"Now, tell\n\nme, what is your name?\"\n\n\"I-I'm Brent\"\n\n\"And what brings you into my Territory?\"\n\n\"I was going home.\" An extended silence prompts Brent, \"From a\n\nfriend's house.\"\n\n\"I see. Well, I will let you live if you can escape me. You have 30\n\nseconds to get out of here.\" Brent bolted from his position and\n\nsprinted away in the direction he was going before being pounced on.\n\nThe youthful vampire with black wavy hair and azure eyes watched\n\nthe boy leave. \"Good job my friend. Perhaps we will meet again.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 44, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "follow up #1 to When I lost it", "Tags": "MINOR", "Summary": "what happens next", "Text": "` A few months after surgery, I asked,\" Mommy, am I going to get my dinky\nback?\" She answered,\" No dear. You are my little girl now. In fact , this\nSaturday we are going to have a big party to celebrate you being a girl. I've\ninvited all of our family and friends to come see you It will be fun. I\nthought,wow! A party for me! When Saturday arrived, mom was busy getting\nthings ready. I asked,\" What should I wear today?\" She answered,\"Nothing. You\nmust be naked for everyone to see that you are really a girl now.\" I helped\nher finish preparing things, setting the table, helping with decorating . She\ntold me to stay naked just like I've always been. She placed a little stand in\nthe middle of the table. I ask,\"What's that for?\" She said you'll see. I left\nthe room. When I returned later, I saw l claer glass container sitting on the\nstand. She said,\"See,that's your little dinky in that jar.\"I looked closely.\nIt looked so natural. It was preserved in its stiff erect state. It looked as\nfresh as if it was still on me. Even the head was still pink. The base of it\nhad the skin secured so that it looked like it never was cut. When the people\nstarted arriving, I went up to my room. After everyone was there, mom colled\nme to come down. I slowly walked down the stairs. I've never seen so many\npeople in the house before. When I entered, every body cheered welcome little\ngirl. They all looked me over closely and smiled and said how cute a girl I\nam. After we finished the cake and icecream, mom brought the jar with my dinky\nin it to the crowd. She showed it to everyone. they all seemed to enjoy seeing\nit and some even laughed. Mom told them she was going to keep it forever to\nremember the boy she once had. She is so happy to have a little girl to enjoy\nnow.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 24, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Penis hanging in the nude", "Tags": "BI", "Summary": "Boys are hanged bare ass naked by the penis and balls with a rope.", "Text": "Boys are hanged naked by the penis and balls .  They strip naked and \n    shave each others dick and balls nice and smooth. They walk out bare \n    ass in front of evryone. A  long bench is put under a low tree \n    branch on an old hanging tree. The naked boys 12 to 15 years old \n    step up on to the bench side by side . Each boy has a rope tied to \n    the branch in front of him . It hangs down in front of his sex organ \n     with a noose made to fit around the boys penis and balls.Most of \n    the boys have big hard dicks. The noose is tied around their dick \n    and balls and they start to turn cold and blue. The pain of tied \n    penis and balls starts fast. Balls swell up big and painful. Boys \n    cry naked and look at each others tied penis and balls . Hot little \n    bare asses side by side. Hands are tied and the bench is taken away. \n    The boys hang by the penis and balls  and cry ,  \"OH! IT HURTS!!  \n    They hang naked with blue balls and penis cold sperm shoots out as \n    they hang .  Hang nude boys, it will never work again cold penis and \n    balls. Sad crying nude boys.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 23, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Highveld Story", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "The land where these events took place no longer exists. It jumped from a feudal to a democratic society one day in 1994. There are a few who still long for the good old bad old days", "Text": "` Highveld Story `\n\nby\n\nKortpeel\n\nGoudplaas, Transvaal, 1951\n\nHendrik Bester belched and gave a contented grunt as he eased his huge frame\ninto the rocking chair on the stoep of his farmhouse. He'd had a good meal,\nnow he wanted to relax and watch his mealies grow as he smoked a pipe and\nenjoyed a dop or two of brandywyn.\n\nAll in all, he reflected, things weren't too bad. There was going to be a good\ncrop this year and he'd be able to pay off his debts, well most of them. You\ncouldn't ease off though. The main problem was the labour and getting them to\ndo their work. But they were a lazy bunch! Only that morning he'd had to take\none of them into the barn to sort him out with the sjambok. Which one was\nthat? Ah yes, Sam, a trouble maker if ever there was one. Hmm, what he got\nthis morning should stop his nonsense for a while.\n\nAnother belch brought the taste of his supper into his mouth again. Delicious.\nHis wife, Joanna, was a good cook who always saw that her husband and six\nchildren were well nourished.\n\nHe'd been lucky to marry Joanna. He'd always fancied her but Andries van\nNiekirk had been calling on her in those days. He was a wimp of a man but\nthere'd been something about him that Joanna liked. Hennie smiled to himself.\nHe recalled the night that he'd seen Dries van Niekirk dressed in his Sunday\nbest and smelling of mothballs on a week day. He had a bunch of flowers and\nwas walking to Joanna's house. Hennie had tied him up and put him on a goods\ntrain that was about to leave for Johannesburg. Hennie himself had given the\nflowers to Joanna who, disappointed at being stood up by Andries, accepted\nHennie's proposal. The rest was history.\n\nIronically enough, Andries went on to become the Domini at their local\nReformed Church and now he tapped Hennie up for his annual tithe.\n\nHendrik remembered how it had been when they were first married. Joanna, until\nthen an innocent naive virgin, as all good boeremeisies were in those days,\nhad taken to nookie like a duck to water. She would scream so loud in her\npassion that once he'd chaffed her that she'd wake the neighbours. A town\ngirl, she'd believed him for a second until she remembered Hendrik's boast\nthat the nearest house to theirs was so far away that you couldn't see the\nsmoke from their chimney. After that she'd scream louder than ever.\n\nThese past few years Joanna had changed. She was still a fine woman and in\ngood shape but she didn't want him even to touch her any more. Some weeks ago\nhe'd been feeling really horny and had demanded her services. He'd forced the\nissue but afterwards Joanna complained to the Kirk elders about it. As a\nresult Domini van Niekirk called and told him to behave himself. He quoted\nsomething from the Holy Book about 'plucking your eye out' that Hennie hadn't\nquite understood. Hennie was quite happy with his eyes and would never do\nanything so verdomde stupid.\n\nHennie thought that a man had his needs and it was his wife's duty to meet\nthem. And for sure it was fok all to do with the Kirk elders. Especially\nDomini van Niekirk. Any more of his kak and he'd be on the train to\nJohannesburg again. Just to assert his point Hennie had taken Joanna again\nthat same night.\n\nAnd now the blerry bottle was empty. Magtig but brandywyn doesn't last like it\nused to.\n\nThe world seemed a little unsteady as Hendrik pulled himself to his feet.\nEarth tremors, no doubt. That was all the fault of the English and their\nbliksemse gold mines, stealing a man's land from under his feet. He made it\nand headed for the door.\n\nA little nookie with Joanna would round the evening off nicely. Ja, a man\nneeds a pomp after a good meal, a smoke and a few drinks. Real entertainment,\nlike the good Lord intended. None of that blerry wireless nonsense.\n\n\"Joanna,\" He called lurching into the kitchen. \"Where are you, vrou?\"\n\n\"The missus has gone to bed, master,\" Prudence the maid told him. Prudence was\njust finishing the clearing up after their meal.\n\n\"Kak!\" Joanna slept in her own room these days and she locked the door.\nHendrik could easily have pushed the door open but then he'd have to repair it\nafterwards.\n\nPrudence was putting some pots away in a bottom cupboard. Hendrik found\nhimself looking at her arse as she bent over. It was quite shapely in a black\nsort of way. \"Ag nie, man,\" he told himself.\n\nPrudence straightened up and became aware of the master looking at her.\n\nHendrik had been ashamed of himself for what he'd just been thinking. His\nfirst reaction was to get out of the kitchen. Then he saw that look on\nPrudence's face. Her eyes had gone big and round. She was trembling, running\nher tongue over her lips.\n\nIt didn't occur to Hendrik that she was scared. \"The bitch fancies me,\" he\nthought. A man's judgement is never at its best when there is alcohol in his\nblood. And it's even worse when his groin is stirring. He advanced on\nPrudence.\n\n\nIt was dark as Sam Malingwe stealthily made his way from his quarters to the\nfarmhouse. He'd spent all day honing the blade of the knife that he carried\nand each stroke of the honing had increased the hatred that he felt in his\nheart for the oubaas. It was one thing for the oubaas to use the sjambok on\nhim for not working hard. Maybe he even deserved it although he didn't think\nso. But for the oubaas to fuck Prudence: that was something no man could\ntolerate and still live with himself.\n\nIt had taken Sam a few days of careful thinking to reach this conclusion.\nPrudence had cried when she'd told him what the oubaas had done to her. It was\na very wrong thing but she'd urged Sam not to do anything. She knew that\nwhatever happened it would not stop there. The police would come and there'd\njust be more trouble. They would take Sam away and hang him.\n\nSam had consulted the spirits of his ancestors on this. They had said that\nthere are limits to the wrongs a man can undergo and still be a man. This\nwrong should be avenged.\n\nAnd vengeance was but moments away. The plan was simple. The oubaas would sit\non his stoep until the bottle was empty. Sam would creep up from behind, put a\nhand over the mouth and let the knife do its work.\n\nBut now, as he inched his way along the hedgerow toward the stoep, Sam could\nhear voices. Something was wrong. There were never visitors at this time of\nnight. Did the white man have a way of knowing what he planned? Someone lit a\nhurricane lamp and Sam could make out the oubaas in his chair. Other men were\nstanding around. Yaai! They were praying. Sam recognised the thin man in black\nas the priest from the white man's church. Now he was reading from the bible.\n\nSuddenly the men left. Just walked away. Only the thin one, the priest\nremained. He tapped on the door. \"Dit is gedoen,\" (It is done) he said and\nwalked after the other men.\n\nJoanna emerged a few moments later. She fussed around the chair and Sam\nrealised that she was untying him. The oubaas did not get up. Joanna called\ninto the house. Prudence appeared and together the two women got the huge man\nto his feet and, supporting him, helped him into the house.\n\n\n\"You see, there was no need for us to do anything to the master,\" Prudence\ntold Sam when she got in. \"The white people did it for us.\"\n\n\"What did they do to him.\"\n\n\"He is no longer a man.\" Prudence put her arms around Sam. Maybe tonight they\nwould make a baby. Sam was her man. And he had a much smaller belly and a much\nbigger prick than the master.\n\nEnd\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 120, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Indian traveler robbed, knifed Victim's penis was cut in 'lesson'", "Tags": "Forced Circumcision (true)", "Summary": "True story from the Fort Wayne (Indiana) Journal-Gazette", "Text": "` Indian traveler robbed, knifed Victim's penis was cut in 'lesson' `\n\nBy Karen Balsley\n\nThe Journal Gazette\n\nTwo men attempted to circumcise a man of Indian descent by force this month\nafter robbing him of his wallet and calling him an Arab, a Fort Wayne police\nreport said.\n\nAccording to the report, made public Saturday, the man came to Fort Wayne on\nSept. 18 looking for a job and a place to stay.\n\nAbout 10 p.m., he pulled off Interstate 69 at Dupont Road into a shopping\ncomplex, where a man approached him and asked for directions.\n\nWhen the Indian man said he was not from the area, another man, who was\ndriving the car of the man seeking directions, pulled out a knife. The two men\nthen started yelling at the Indian man about not being American and called him\nan Arab, the report said.\n\nThe two men then demanded the man's wallet, which he handed over. They then\ntold him to drop his pants and boxer shorts, and again the man complied,\naccording to the report.\n\nThe men whispered something to each other before turning back to the Indian\nman and stating they were going to \"teach him a lesson.\" One man told him, \"To\nbe an American, you have to be circumcised,\" the report said.\n\nThe driver then cut a wound the size of a penny on the tip of the Indian man's\npenis, police said. As he cried, the men laughed, then drove away, the report\nsaid.\n\nThe Indian man went to a local hospital for treatment and reported the crime\nto police Friday morning, according to the report.\n\nComplete descriptions of the man's attackers were not provided in the report.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 61, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 14, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "S-M Cult", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The new \"SM-Cult\"  \n  \n  \n\nIntroduction\n\nThe world has changed. Men are used by women very seldom. Intelligent work is\ndone by theirseves, for\n\nthe dirty work there are machines, using men as semen donators is very\nunsecure in these times of cloning\n\nand men as partners are abolished by women, shortly and painfully. \"We have to\ndo nothing with these\n\ndirty pigs\" (original fem quotation).\n\nSometimes you will find some \"men\" in the agriculture or forestry with a\nspecial dressing, even in distance\n\nsigned as slaves and their build are looking in a strange way very similar,\nunpersonally.  \n  \n  \n\nA glimpse on history\n\nA new cult was created, a substitute religion for these under-privileged\nbeings, which contents elements of\n\neastern wisdom, veterinary knowledge, slave economy and \"proverbs\" of bull-\nfights.\n\nThe men are divided in rulers and - in majority- slaves, who will find with\ntheir ordination, initiation,\n\nmeaning castration, their real self-determination, their life-sense. Women\nconsider themselves to good for\n\nsuch a bloody business. In contrary they can look at these brutes, horny\nanimals with hate and full of\n\ncontempt.  \n  \n  \n\nThe conditions\n\nWhen a man feel, that he can't control himself, his sex-drive, he can make a\npre-decision in the age of 16\n\nyears: to be a slave (and a \"servant in the SM-cult\") or to make a career as\n(temporary) sadistic master. In\n\nthe next three years he will be educated by men (oy every kind) and prepared\nfor the great sacrifice festival\n\n(when he has reached the age of 19 or at least 20 years).  \n  \n  \n\nFor this purpose the genital parts of the slaves were infibulated, e.g. with\nsoldered wires through cock,\n\nurethra and sac this package is sealed up. With hot wax the whole shame hair,\noften the whole body hair\n\nis removed in early times and forever. Generally the slaves are not allowed to\nhave sexual activities and a\n\nmasturbation can be done only with a specific permit of the teachers\n(naturally without removing the\n\nwires). And this permit is given only in long periods (and more and more\nrarely).\n\nIn the weeks inbetween the sex parts are toughened with whips, ice-water, hot\nirons, alkaline solutions\n\nand soars - until there are no feelings, sensivitiy in the cock or sac. There\nis only the dull, stupid urge to\n\ngive a sense to these sexual flesh - until the big moment of ordination is\nperformed.  \n  \n  \n\nThe new SM-cult - details\n\nThis initiation will take part in a sound-isolated dungeon, in the deep night,\nwith solemn singing, with\n\nincense and candles. Mostly there are the sados, priests, slaves and\ncandidates - normallly naked -, but\n\nsometimes there are some female visitors, representatives of the female sex-\nhygienic counsel; they control\n\nthe keeping of the cult-regulas and were turned on by the bloody mysteria.  \n  \n  \n\n1\\. Normal woring slaves (for the agriculture and forestry) were bounded.\nTheir sac and cock is fixed with\n\nslopes and wires and then - a veterinary removes with a few cuttings of a\nsharp knifes all the parts, which\n\nwere former essentials parts of the manhood. Sometimes the milked (or last\ntime ejaculated liquid (with a\n\nlittle blood) is used for a special beauty creme for women.  \n  \n  \n\n2\\. Especially well built slaves have to fix their parts themselves on a\nwooden block. Only with one stroke\n\nof a sword the cock and sac will jump by itself in prepared buckets. With a\nhard lusty cry and minutes\n\nlasting blood streams they loose their manhood, which were exhibited in\nspecific SM-museums. Every city\n\nis proud of a rich collection of the genitals of their (former) men. That this\noperation sometimes will cause\n\nbleed to death is quite normal: let the flesh take its course.  \n  \n  \n\n3\\. And there are men who will loose their male parts within a specific\nsacrifice in the original SM-cult. The\n\nsado-priest pierce the erected cocks of the candidates with really big\nneedles. According to the choice of\n\nthe victims their sex-parts were roasted, cut in slices (and served with\nonions as kebab), the sac is opened\n\nand the testicles were turned off, needled or bitten. The slave will fall in\nwild spasm, his shouting is a\n\nunique \"yes, yes, go further, more ...\". The brunsty cries will excite the\nspectators and the female\n\nrepresentatives will have some (not admitted) orgasm. Their juice will be\nmixed with the bloody male\n\nscraps - the whole ground is so slippery as a dockyard when the ships are\nlaunching with soft soap. The\n\nparts were given to the godess \"KALI II\". The sculpture of the old Indian Kali\nand a decorated, dressed up\n\npriest are looking on the scenes full of joy (this priest is also a during\nmonths cruelly emasculated person,\n\nwho get huge breasts through hormones). The plates around this sculptures were\nfilled slowly, the tips of\n\nthe cocks are showing in an only dircetion -- what a wonderful view.\n\nThese slaves have the best conditions, perspectives for the future; often they\ncan be servants of the sados,\n\nthey were educated to priests of the SM-cult or they were sold for a lot of\nmoney to she-rulers - because of\n\ntheir steadfastness.  \n  \n  \n\n4\\. At least there are wild \"bullfights\", where the naked slaves are trying to\nsnatch off their male parts with\n\nbare hands, without knifes or other sharp instruments. These struggles are\nvery appreciated by the slaves,\n\nbecause they have the feeling of a victory - after winning and for a short\ntime. But there will be no winner\n\neffectivly, there is only a life without male genitals.\n\nThe sados are obliged that no slave can leave the dungeon with a full male\nequipment. Otherwise they are\n\nthe next victims in this moment, but nevertheless they also have to be slaves\nafter five years.  \n  \n  \n\nThe end of the ceremonies\n\nAfter this wild, long hours lasting sacrifices all the slaves were united in\nloud shouting, enthusiastic hymns\n\nfor their SM-cult, really often even mixed with tears and blood. They were\nproud: They and their sexual\n\nflesh have found their determination - cutted and sacrificed. Then in the\npersonal papers will be written\n\nthe ordination and the specific slave category.  \n  \n  \n\nPersonal conclusions\n\nNaturally in the meantime the reporter has to decide for a slave category.\n\n\"The most beautiful thing for me is the cult and order of the third category.\nI am ready to sacrifice\n\n(surrender) my sexual parts to the sculpure of Kali - no pain is big enough to\nprevent me doing this. My\n\nflesh, my dirty, useless sex-parts are longing for bloody pain, real tortures,\nI should cry for hours\n\n(\"more,more\") - please dear, dear sadistic priests make me to your obedient\neunuch in our holy SM-cult.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 65, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 51, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Twelve", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A guy walking thru the forest....", "Text": "` He walked down the track towards the beach. As it got narrower he moved off\nthe track to strip off. He enjoyed walking nude through the pines. Afew\nhundred meters forther along he could hear voices. Women were chanting \"Ten\nTen Ten\" rang out. Where the hermits house used to be was now a high fence.The\nchanting was coming from the otherside. The fence was solid apart from one\nsmall hole. He bent to look through it. As he put his eye level with the hole\na stubby finger poked hard into it. He fell to the ground in agony his eye\nwatering. The woman now chanted \"Twelve Twelve Twelve\" `\n\nTwo woman grabbed him and dragged him through a gate in the fence.They\nstripped him and placed him on a large X frame.Spreading his legs wide they\ntied a cord around his balls. They changed color from pale pink to a dark\npurpley red.\n\nThe bloodied shears were placed against his balls and opened so his balls fell\ninto the jaws.\n\nThe chant continued louder \" Twelve Twelve Twelve\"\n\nA high pitch scream drowned them all out as the shears were closed severing\nhis balls. They plopped onto the stainless plate and the balls rolled out of\nthe sac.\n\nA lady stepped forward and lifted the balls by their cords high above her\nhead.\n\nThe chant continued this time they were chanting \" Smash them Smash them\"\n\nShe carried them dangling in front of her to the large wooden block. She\npicked up the wooden mallet and held it high above her head.\n\nSmash them Smash them, the ladies shouted out.\n\nThe mallet hit the block with a thud. Mashing the balls into a red bloodied\nmess.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Temp Castrates Her Way ToThe Top!!", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "An office manager seduces temps who come and go in his office, but eventually he meets his match....", "Text": "` I'd been office manager for years. I'd shag any temp who worked there. Then\nI'd give them a bad rep to their agency, and they'd get recalled. It was\nheaven. `\n\nOne day Judith came to work as a temp. She was tall, with raven black hair,\nhuge, round breasts and a big, shapely backside. I got her alone and told her\nhow beautiful she was.\n\n\"Would you like to fuck me?\" she asked outright.\n\n\"Y-y-y-yes..\" I stuttered.\n\n\"You can, on one condition\" she said. \"What's that?\" I asked. \" I castrate you\nafterwards,\" she replied.\n\n\"You're not serious,\" I said. \"Well, if you want to fuck me, we'll meet in the\nsick room after work.\"\n\nI was there. She'd got there before me. She stripped off, revealing the most\ngorgously huge non-fake boobs I'd ever seen. I stripped off too, and I played\nwith her outsize clit till she came convulsively. She went down on me and just\nas I was about to come, she pulled me into her. I came copiously into her,\nthen lay back.\n\nShe offered me a soft drink. I foolishly accepted. I drank, then passed out.\nThe drink had been drugged.\n\nWhen I woke, I was tied to the bed. Judith stood at the head of the bed, still\nnaked, holding a scalpel and scisssors. I tried to scream, but Judith had\nstuffed my hanky in my mouth and gagged me with her thong.\n\n\"You've had the sex, now the castration!\" said Judith triumphantly. \"You\nthought I was joking. I wasn't. That's a camcoder on the table behind us. I\nwill cut your balls off, and you will give me a permanent job here. With\nregular promotions. Otherwise, all the women here will get to know that the\ngreat stud has had his man jewels cut off by a woman!!\"\n\nI cried and whimpered as she cut my scrotal skin away with the scalpel,\nleaving my balls hanging free.\n\n\"Say goodbye to them!!\" she whooped, as she cut them off with the scissors,\none by one. She brandished them to the camcorder, and then slowly ate them.\n\nShe staunched my wounds, untied me,and turned me loose, having secured the\ntape from the camcorder..\n\nThat was 5 years ago. She's my boss now. I gave her the job. I couldn't\ncomplain.I'd agreed to the castration, only I hadn't thought she was serious.\nAnd I couldn't face the humiliation of everyone knowing that a slip of a girl\nhad cut my balls off.\n\nYou hear of women sleeping their way to the top. I think she castrated her way\nto the top, as all the men who she worked for seem to have had her promoted,\nand to have lost their own sex drive at the same time. The women gossip that\nJudith has a jar of suspicios looking egg-like organs in her flat. I wonder.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Naked Swim Club", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Thanx to Micropenis who wrote a similar story in German. I based this on his work.", "Text": "` Naked swim club `\n\nI had been dating Valerie for a couple months. We had a lot in common and got\nalong great, but still no sex. Lots of hugging and kissing, but nothing else.\nNot that I was in a big hurry. See, I have a big problem. OK, a \u201csmall\u201d\nproblem. My dick is only 4 inches hard. So I hadn\u2019t been with many women. The\nfew I had had sex with didn\u2019t stick around very long. Some actually laughed at\nit, not that I blame them.\n\nOne Friday afternoon, Valerie asked me to take her to a swim club she\u2019d heard\nabout. When we walked in and said \u201c2 to swim, please\u201d, the clerk (a beautiful\nyoung lady) asked a very strange question. \u201cDoes he have a penis?\u201d she asked\nValerie about me. Valerie answered as if it were a common question. \u201cI think\nso, don\u2019t you, Mike?\u201d \u201cOf course, I\u2019m a man.\u201d Valerie and the clerk laughed.\n\u201cWell, you see, this is a naked swim club. For legal reasons, we have to allow\nmen at least some of the time, so men get to swim here on Mondays. The rest of\nthe time, only women and men without penises are allowed. That way, the women\naren\u2019t offended or bothered by erections and come-ons.\u201d\n\nI was a bit shocked. \u201cSo are there that many penisless men who come here?\u201d I\nalmost joked. \u201cMore than you might think,\u201d the cute clerk replied. \u201cSo,\u201d said\nmy girlfriend, \u201che\u2019ll have to have his thing cut off before he can swim here\nanytime?\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s right,\u201d answered the clerk. The next question from Valerie\nreally surprised and excited me. \u201cSo where can we have this done?\u201d I looked at\nVal in shock, but she and the clerk seemed to be talking about car repairs.\nLike penectomies are an everyday thing. \u201cOh, we do that right here,\u201d said the\nclerk, \u201cright through that door there.\u201d\n\nValerie took my hand and led me through the door as if I had no say in the\nmatter. Ok, I admit, I\u2019ve often fantasized about getting rid of my tiny worm.\nIt\u2019s been nothing but embarrassment most of my life. I\u2019d probably be better\noff without it, especially if I had a woman who wanted me that way. Still, I\nwas quite hesitant to be de-cocked. Fantasy and joking are not the same as\nmajor surgery. Well, minor surgery in my case.\n\nThe room looked like any doctor\u2019s office examining room, table and all. A hot\nyoung female doctor was there, waiting. \u201cSo, you want your man to fit in here,\nI see. Just have him read and sign this consent form, I\u2019ll be right back.\u201d\nEveryone was treating me like a pet. Talking to Valerie about me, not to me. I\nwas surprised she was even going to wait for my consent. Val handed me the\nform and we sat down. I never even asked her if or why I should do this for\nher. It seemed to already be decided. She wanted it, so I guess I might as\nwell. I signed the form.\n\nSoon the doctor was back and told me to get undressed. \u201cWould you like to do\nit?\u201d she asked Valerie. \u201cSure, thanks,\u201d Val said. The doctor handed a small\nround device to my sweetheart. \u201cJust put this on his penis, pull the penis out\nas far as possible, then press the red button. The penectomizer does the rest.\nHe\u2019ll be numbed, fixed, and cauterized in a moment.\u201d Valerie took it, put it\non me and a minute later, my tiny worm was on the floor. The doctor picked it\nup and threw it in a waste basket. I\u2019d never seen Valerie so happy. \u201cThanks\nfor letting me fix you. I love you, but I hate dicks, so when I heard about\nthis place, I had to bring you. My sister and her husband are members. She de-\ncocked him last week. Sorry for the deception, but I thought it best if you\ndidn\u2019t have time to think about it. And you didn\u2019t lose much, huh?\u201d she\nsmiled. \u201cI love you too, baby. I think we\u2019ll be very happy now,\u201d I answered.\n\nThe doctor put in a catheter, gave me a pain prescription and told me to come\nback in two days. Soon, we got to go to the naked swim club anytime we wanted.\nAnd you\u2019d be very surprised at how many penisless men there are in this city.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "None", "Text": "Ryan\u2019s Story 2, pt.2\n\n\nNONE ENTERED BY AUTHOR", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 11, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 1, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Lady Charlotte and the Groom", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Lady Charlotte displays her usual cavalier attitude towards gelding the \\'livestock\\' she owns.", "Text": "` Lady Charlotte arrives at the stables for an invigorating afternoon ride;\nthe memory of the momings 'ride' with Melanie still fresh in her mind. `\n\nShe stoops to flick a speck of dust from her boots and immediately senses a\nyoung groom's eyes eroding the taut cloth of her brilliant white jodphurs.\n\nWith a single movement she stands, twists around and slashes her riding crop\nacross his left cheek, eliciting a screech of agony.\n\nShe grabs him by the hair and thrusts the crop beneath his chin to force his\nhead back. The young male, paralysed with pain and fear, makes no attempt to\nresist.\n\nShe brings her face very close to his; then, gazing down at him, says, evenly:\n\"You were ogling me, weren't you?\"\n\n\"N... No, My Lady,\" he replies hoarsely, the crop constricting his larynx.\n\n\"Yes you were. You were staring at my arse; and no doubt dreaming sordid\nlittle fantasies about it.\" He tries to repeat his denial but the riding crop\nis now choking him, preventing speech and even the shaking of his head.\n\nLady Charlotte takes his silence for an admission of guilt. \"So,\" she says. \"A\npervert.\" She raises her right knee swiftly and with experienced accuracy into\nthe young man's groin, crushing his genitals. He would scream did she not\nretain her stranglehold; and that same grip keeps him on his feet allowing her\nto repeat the blow a second and then a third time.\n\nLady Charlotte leaves the groom beside the stables, close to passing out. She\nuntethers Beauty, her new stallion, mounts him and rides out into the paddock\nfor a round over the jumps.\n\nThe youngster cost nearly two hundred thousand pounds but he is headstrong and\nneeds frequent reminders with the crop along his flanks. Despite Lady\nCharlotte's expertise he still manages to bring down two of the fences. After\nhalf an hour of rigorous exercise she trots him back to the stables, convinced\nas to the ideal remedy for his inadequacles.\n\nThe chastised groom has recovered his senses and he is quick to kneel in the\ndust beside the horse to allow Lady Charlotte to stand on him whilst\ndismounting.\n\n\"He needs gelding,\" she says, easily. \"I shall telephone the vet now... Have\nhim ready for her arrival in half an hour.\" \"Yes, my lady.\"\n\nShe turns and walks away towards the house. The groom, pretending to busy\nhimself with the horse, takes the opportunity for another sly glance at her\ndelightful but utterly untouchable behind. Again, Lady Charlotte's sixth sense\nalerts her to his intrusive gaze. She halts, turns and smiles - wide mouthed\nand bright eyed.\n\n\"Perverts and headstrong horses,\" she says... \"When the vet has finished with\nBeauty she can start on you.\" She allows her eyes to drop for a fraction of a\nsecond to the groom's groin, illustrating her meaning, then tosses her head\nback in a burst of wholesome laughter.\n\nShe turns and walks very slowly towards the house, listening to the repetitive\nand increasingly hysterical pleas from the man who still cannot help but watch\nher gently rolling buttocks.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration 2 / Kastrierung 2", "Tags": "", "Summary": "Translated straight off of the Systransoft (go.com) page. Who knows what will happen to the formatting ...", "Text": "` Today is it so far: Today they come, in order to get me to the `\n\ncastration For three days I wait in my cell. Yesterday\n\none came that attendant inside, in order to indicate to me that my\n\nrequest for grace had been rejected and that I today against ten\n\no'clock\n\none fetch. First I am shaved, and brought then to the castration.\n\nIt is before ten equal it will briefly come. Everything is quiet.\n\nSuddenly I hear that rattle high paragraphs, those slowly\n\nmore near come. Those are them. They come too secondly. They remain\n\nbefore my cell being. The Door is opened, and the two.\n\nAttendant inside occur.\n\nThey seize me immediately. They pull me outside on the course. They\n\ngive to understand me that I them do not resist\n\ncan. If I should try stupidities, they would punish me with their\n\nelectrical shock staffs. They show me those\n\nDevices. One of the two holds their staff for me between the legs and\n\ngives me a current draw, which robs the breath from me. Without\n\nresistance\n\nI can be led by them by long passages up to a small space. There we\n\nalready become from third\n\nWoman expects.\n\nAttendant inside it fastens me firmly on a handling chair and says to\n\nits colleague that she can begin. This\n\nstarts working also immediately. Their function is it, me to shaving.\n\nIt bends the seat-back of the chair to the rear\n\nand brings me into an almost which is situated position. Now it takes\n\nan electrical electric shaver, squats before me and begins with it,\n\nto remove me the Scharmhaare.\n\nIt does not regard me. I do not seem to be present for it at all.\n\nHowever their whole attention applies for my abdomen.\n\nIt begins with the hair over the Penis. Subsequently, it takes the\n\nmember with fixed grasp into the hand and removes those\n\nHair therefore. Then it raises it, so that it has free view on the\n\ntesticles. It keeps it further fixed in the grasp with larger\n\nAttention enthaart it the hodensack. The whole shave takes about five\n\nminutes.\n\nThe woman is finished. It releases my Penis, rises and makes for the\n\ntwo attendant inside workstation, me again from the chair\n\nloose-fasten. They pack me and leave with me the room. Again it goes\n\nthrough different passages, up to one\n\nStahltuere, before which attendant inside remain being.\n\nA red lamp above the Tuere displays that behind it still another\n\ncastration is under way. We control rooms. Several offense\n\nGoes out to minutes to finally the light and the Door is opened.\n\nIt goes now loosely: I am led into the space, into de\n\nSeveral offense\n\nGoes out to minutes to finally the light and the Tuere is opened.\n\nIt goes now loosely: I am led into the space, in which in few minutes\n\nthe castration will take place. In the center of this\n\nRoom is a rollable operation desk. At its pages are belts with those\n\nthe men on it bound\n\nwill can.\n\nThe castration is executed by two easy-dressed young women. Both\n\ncarry only one bikini and hochhackige Stoeckelschuhe.\n\na Rothaarige, is the actual Kastriererin; the other one, a blond one,\n\nassists it with the operation.\n\nAttendant inside leave the space. They wait before the Tuere, in\n\norder to return me to the intervention again. I am now\n\nalone with the Kastriererinnen.\n\nThe two women fasten me on the operation desk. At levers and legs I\n\nam connected firmly with him, so that I\n\nme any longer to move cannot do. I cannot escape from my fate now any\n\nlonger. In hardly one minute become\n\nIn hardly one minute they will begin,\n\nto remove me my testicles. It would not be senseless to ask the women\n\nfor grace the two knows pitying. Makes for them\n\nthe Kastrieren fun. The fear of their victims prepares joy for them.\n\nWith large attention they execute each handle. Everything\n\nsits perfectly, one notices that they already executed many\n\nsterilizing.\n\nIt catching on: First I get a Betaeubung. The Rothaarige takes a\n\nsyringe, reaches for my testicles, lifts these\n\non, the Betaeubungsmittel stings with the needle behind the hodensack\n\nin and squirts me. She says that I in two minutes\n\nthere down nothing more will feel. Some seconds offense, without\n\nsomewhat occurs. Then allmaelig the effect sets\n\nthe syringe. Everything becomes deaf. I do not feel my Penis and the\n\ntesticles any longer. The Rothaarige takes a needle, stings\n\nagain behind the hodensack and it states contently that I feel no more\n\npain. Now it can with the actual\n\ncastration to begin.\n\nThe blond one has everything in the meantime prepared on a small truck\n\nto be situated the implements, those for the castration\n\nare needed.\n\nThe Rothaarige takes a flat oblong dish and places it between my legs.\n\nIn their them become the genital organs after\n\ninsert to cutting off. Then it reaches for the meter and begins.\n\nWith linking hand it raises easily the testicles,\n\nin order to be able to separate it better. With rights the hand it\n\nleads the knife behind the hodensack and sets to the cut.\n\nThe blade touched now strikes. It lets it slow penetrate. Precisely\n\nit leads the cut. Centimeter around centimeters\n\nshe operates through strikes herself, blood vessels and seed conductor\n\nafter a scarce minute is it so far: The bag solve itself from\n\nBody off. The Rothaarige holds my testicles in its hand. Smiling it\n\nputs it into the dish. Next mine comes\n\nPenis to the series. It reaches for it, pulls something\n\nNext mine comes\n\nPenis to the series. It reaches for it, pulls something on it, sets\n\nthe knife above at the root and separates it with one\n\nshort clean cut off. Also it inserts it into the dish.\n\nnow the Rothaarige must close my wound again. It ties the blood\n\nvessels, locks the opening with the brackets\n\nand last a large attaches plasters between my legs. There down is now\n\nnothing more.\n\nIt is created: The castration is final. The Rothaarige places the\n\ndish with Penis and testicles aside. The blond one\n\nthis takes and makes themselves immediately to the destruction of the\n\nsame. In addition you serve a machine, which resembles a fleischwolf.\n\nShe fills in the genital organs and sets the apparatus in operation.\n\nAfter five seconds is it past: The Penis and the testicles are cut\n\nup. The chopped genital organs fall into a large\n\nReceptacles and become there immediately with the remnants of the\n\npreceding castrations. The whole mass becomes\n\nLater in a furnace entsorgt.\n\nThe two attendant inside occur again. I am situated still lashed on\n\nthe operation desk. They take me and drive\n\nme back into my cell. They push me in, delete the light and lock the\n\nTuere. I am again alone.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 101, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Colony Invasion", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Amazons in space armed with a castration ray.Nuff said.", "Text": "` Some time in the distant future, human colonies are spread across space.\nSmall groups of humans who shared a common ideal such as a radical religion or\npolitical philosophy could hire a colony ship to plant then on a new planet.\nIsolated from mainstream human society they were free to develop their own\nunique form of society. Isolated, autonomous pockets of human civilization\nengaged in wars with each other. This is the story of the invasion of one such\ncolony by warriors from the Amazon colony. `\n\nThe Amazons attacked us without warning and breached our defenses. They were\nin the city now, and fighting building to building. The fighting fierce and we\nwere out numbered. It was clear now that the Amazons were going to take our\ncity and leave days before colony alliance forces could arrive.\n\nThe Amazons carried the same conventional weapons as we did. We probably even\npurchased them from the same dealer. However, the Amazons had a terrible\nweapon that they used when they were looking to capture slaves. I had seen it\nused on soldiers who surrendered to them. They would shoot prisoners in the\ncrotch with a different gun. It didn\u2019t kill them, but rumor had it that it\ncastrated them.\n\nNobody was sure how it worked, but I saw it first hand three days ago. I\nwatched from a window as three men were captured from a building across the\nstreet. They were marched out onto the street with their hands up. The Amazons\nlined them up against the wall and fired a ray at their crotch.\n\nThe prisoners immediately screamed, grabbed their balls and dropped to the\nground. The Amazons walked away leaving only one to guard them. The men\ncontinued to scream and writhe in pain for ten minutes. After that they just\ngot quiet. I left the area to fall back to a safer position. I didn\u2019t see the\nprisoners again after that.\n\nThen this morning it happened. The Amazons had advanced and taken the part of\nthe city where I was holed up. I was cut off from our forces. I heard a patrol\ncoming up the stairs. They were systematically searching the building room by\nroom. I hid behind a piece of shielding that was used as a table top. I hoped\nit would provide some protection. When the door flew open I fired my blaster.\nI caught an Amazon in the shoulder and almost blew her arm off. She fell back\nagainst the wall. Just then, I heard another weapon fire and I got hit in the\nleft arm. Another Amazon had taken a shot at me from behind the door jamb.\n\nThe Amazon pulled back from the doorway. She called out to the rest of her\nteam for a medic. I stayed behind the shield and wondered why my arm was still\nattached to my body. It felt like ants were crawling all over it, and I\ncouldn\u2019t move it, but it was still intact. It was some sort of stun weapon.\n\nThe Amazon that had shot me grabbed her injured comrade and retreated. I was\nrelieved at first, but then I started to feel the ants spreading to my chest\nand neck. Panic was starting to fill me. I tried to get up but I was getting\ndizzy. The ants were covering my head now and spreading to my other arm and\nstomach. I overheard the Amazon talking down the hall that the building was\nsecure and that she would guard the prisoner.\n\nThe ants were spreading to my legs and my crotch and going all the way to my\nfeet. I couldn\u2019t move much or speak clearly. The Amazon who shot me walked in\nand stood over me. I wanted to blow her head off, but I couldn\u2019t lift the\nblaster. She casually removed it from my hand. I was starting to feel a dull\npain in my balls.\n\n\u201cHello there, my name is Clarisa\u2014that\u2019s Mistress Clarisa to you. You see, I\nnutted you, so I get to keep you. Your name shall be \u2026 Johnny. I\u2019ve always\nliked the name Johnny.\u201d\n\nClarisa unbuckled my belt and removing my pants. \u201cYou don\u2019t mind if I watch do\nyou? This makes me so hot.\u201d\n\nMy balls were felt like they were being kicked by a chorus line. My cock\nhowever seemed to be hardening.\n\n\u201cMy, my! I see your instrument of oppression is becoming aroused. Mmm, so am\nI.\u201d Clarisa\u2019s hand disappeared down the front of her pants, and her hips began\nto grind.\n\n\u201cHow would you like to fuck your mistress before your manhood is gone? Very\nfew men get to fuck and Amazon and live. You should feel honored.\u201d\n\nClarisa began to remove her pants and rather casually explain what was\nhappening to me. \u201cYour balls are shrinking Johnny. Soon they will be gone. I\nwish you could see this. Hey! I\u2019ve got an idea.\u201d She removed a small mirror\nfrom her pocket and positioned it so that I could see my balls. \u201cSee? It\u2019s\namazing isn\u2019t it?\u201d\n\nMy balls were mottled with patches of blue, red, purple and black. They also\nlooked smaller. \u201cNow lets hurry up while your dick still works.\u201d\n\nClarisa squated over me and took my cock into her pussy. She rode me like a\nhorse while rubbing her clit and her breasts. She came quickly. I found out\nlater that fucking men is a forbidden act on her colony. No wonder she got off\nso quickly. She pulled my cock out of her pussy and said, \u201cThank you Johnny\nthat was lovely.\u201d She continued to play with my dick out of curiosity. I was\nvery close to coming, and I wanted to get off one more time.\n\n\u201cIt feels so weird in my hand. Do you like it when I hold your dick? I think\nto like it when I rub it.\u201d\n\nThat was too much. I grunted and started to shoot cum. Some of it landed on\nher hand. \u201cEEEWWWWWW!\u201d Clarisa jumped back in horror, and picked up her\ncastration gun again. \u201cThis is taking too long.\u201d Clarisa shot me in the balls.\n\nThe pain was so intense that I was able to break through the paralysis and\ngrab my balls. I screamed and felt what was happening. In a matter of seconds\nmy already damaged testicles seemed to crumble to pieces in my scrotum. My\ncock began to shrivel up as my ball sack shrank. A few minutes later the\nremains of my scrotum split open, and a dark red liquid oozed out onto my\nhands.\n\nI was taken back to the Amazon colony to be Clarisa\u2019s slave. My dead scrotum\neventually fell off. My dick was a tiny shrunken black nub that was only good\nfor urinating. I worked in Clarisa\u2019s house as her personal valet and pleasure\ntoy for the rest of my life.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 110, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bare-Breasted Blast", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A lesbian Icelandic huntress sets her sites on special game for her special games.", "Text": "\u2642 \u2640 \u2642\n\n_CB thanks the EA beta readers who helped knock off her writer\u2019s block with\nthis little ditty about big titties and long-lost dickies._\n\n\u2642 \u2640 \u2642\n\nBoth of Jessica\u2019s 12-gage barrels were locked on both of Jared\u2019s balls.\n\nHe froze.\n\nFor two reasons.\n\nOne, fear.\n\nTwo, caught taking a piss, his pants were down to his ankles on the Greenland\nice sheet, and his gonads were being freeze-dried in the open-air breeze of\nminus 40 degrees.\n\nJessica always hunts bare-breasted. The nipple erections on her huge natural\ntits are naturally magnetic \u2013 they always point North \u2013 so she never loses her\nway.\n\nThe eroticism of the moment had Jared\u2019s cock up and pointing South.\n\nJessica kept one hand on the triggers and reached over with the other to snap\noff Jared\u2019s cock.\n\nNo harm done to him. The super-cooled wound never bled.\n\nHis balls were now blue. She blew him a kiss as her shotgun barrels kicked.\n\nThe shot was cleverly only blanks. Just nice hot wads fired on his gonads,\nwarming them nicely and nice enough to excite him to shoot a wad through the\nphallic stump.\n\nJessica took Jared\u2019s captured male member to a taxidermist for preservation,\nand to make a never-failing real-life strap-on.\n\nThe huntress will now be fully qualified member of Fucks Unlimited.\n\nHer trophy lez lovers will have an always-hard trophy cock to fuck and fuck,\nto suck and suck \u2013 and with no man needed to change their luck.\n\n\u2642 \u2640 \u2642\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Reformed Public School System", "Tags": "WARNING, TESTICLES, MINOR, WARNING", "Summary": "The year is 2340, years after a massive depopulation, the population of the world declined to less than 50 million people. The Principal of the L\\'\u00e9cole des fr\u010dres tells how things are run and why.", "Text": "` `\n\nThe Reformed Public School System\n\nThe year is 2340, years after a massive depopulation, the population of the\nworld declined to less than 50 million people.\n\nI am the Principal of the L'\u00e9cole des fr\u010dres in what was Quebec, is now Centre\ndes personnes francophones nationales. We live in a tropical climate now after\nthe planet shifted its axis many years ago.\n\nThis is an instruction manual and historical archive of how the school was\nrun.\n\nBecause of the massive world problems that swept through the Earth during the\nlast few years, we have an extreme policy on breeding.\n\nThis is because the population on Earth swelled to well over 100 billion\npeople by the year 2130. The heat killing 1 billion people a year, and the\npopulation was still growing. Our colonies on Mars were just starting at the\ntime. Luckily nature did not like the situation. A sequence of virii, wars,\nand economic disaster swept through the planet over the next 75 years.\n\nThe boys school that I run is very important to the future of our society.\nBoys enter the school at the age of 8.\n\nThe school literally takes delivery of the boys for their 5 years of intense\neducation. Their parents will not see them for at least that long.\n\nTheir parents bring their boy(s) to the administration office. The more\naffluent parents tend to bring their children here dressed in their\npresentation clothing, and normal parents will bring them in the standard\noutfit. After taking registration details, the children are then stripped of\ntheir clothing and a tight collar is placed around their neck.\n\nThis collar is critical to the program we run. It provides constant location\ninformation, and can be used for discipline procedures. It has no more, and no\nless than 1cm slack around their neck, so it is impossible for them to remove\nit. It has a thickness of about 1cm, and height of about 4cm. Throughout their\ngrowth this collar will be bigger and bigger. Such that at the end of their\nschooling with us, it will be 3cm thick and a height of 8cm. An accessory on\ntheir collar includes a retractable cord, used to keep the boy in one place or\nin line with others.\n\nAfter their collar is in place they are shaved of all the hair on their head,\nbecause we desire everybody to look the same.\n\nThe most important part of our activities is choosing who will be allowed to\nbreed. It is guaranteed that every boy will get a chance to impregnate a girl\nof maturing age. It is just not guaranteed that they will be able to do it\nmore than that.\n\nTo ensure that they do not spill their seed and to provide partial covering\neach boy has his genitals locked up in a special chastity device. The base of\nthe penis is first surrounded by a base that goes behind the testicles. The\npenis then has a sheath placed over it with a mild adhesive. It is then\nsecured pointing up. A cap is then placed ontop of the penis that connects to\na small hole on the sheath. This cap is then secured directly around the penis\nand testicles enclosing them. Screws are then screwed in with break heads on\nthem, to secure it forever, until removed.\n\nOn the 12th birthday of a boy, they are taken out of class for a special\nsession to determine their future viability. If their school grade is greater\nthan 80% then they have a 50% chance of keeping their goods. If their grade is\nless, they have less than 30%. The other factor is if they are of good genes.\n\nTo prepare them, the cap and sheath are removed. An incision is made to the\npenis just behind the testicles to collect a sample of sperm as it will\nejaculate. A wire is then placed around his testicles. A girl of 12 is brought\nin, and stands against a board on the wall, and is lowered slightly. The boy\nis then tied hands to the back of the board and feet are put in place. So the\nboy will just be able to move up and down into the girl.\n\nThe boy then is inserted into the girl and starts on his manoeuvre. Within a\nminute he starts to ejaculate and the sample is also collected. An analysis of\nthe sperm is then completed. The boy is instructed to restart his motions.\nJust as the boy ejaculates his testicles start to heat up. The wire is blazing\nhot, and his testicles fall off just as he gets the pleasure of ejaculating\nfor the second and last time in his life.\n\nHe is then sealed back up, and then returned to class.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 53, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dr. Laura (A Newspaper Clipping)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A husband seeks advice on relieving his sex drive.", "Text": "` Excerpt from _Dallas Morning Times,_ _Letters to Dr. Laura_ April 1, 2004  \n  \n...And a last interesting case for those male readers who are 'frustrated'\nwith the quality or amount of sex in their long-term monogamous relationship.  \n  \nA man in North Dakota wrote a heartfelt plea for help. I cannot print the\nwriter\u2019s entire letter in this space, but I have included a few excerpts for\nmy readers' consideration. The writer, a man of twenty-five, has been married\nfor six years with two young children. Sexual relations between himself and\nhis wife have nearly ceased and, to use the writer's words, \"...we sometimes\ngo a whole month without sex, touching or fondling of any type. When we do\nhave sex, it seems like a chore.\"  \n  \nThe writer is considering a radical step, a bilateral orchidectomy, to reduce\nhis considerable sex drive and therefore reduce the level of his frustration.\nAlthough this surgical solution might seem to be an easy step toward the goal,\nwith all the benefits desired seemingly by the reader and his wife, it is a\nvery serious decision that must be carefully considered by both partners in\nthe relationship.  \n  \nI can tell from the letter that the writer is a highly sexed young male. For\nthose of you out there that are like him, you should consider the surgery\nsuggested by our writer's wife for the benefit of their marriage. It is a\nrelatively minor surgery that is only slightly more complex than the standard\nno-scalpel vasectomy sought by so many males in our society. Consider that our\nwriter already has two children. More importantly, neither partner in the\nmarriage desires more children so continued virility is not a factor in this\ncase. Therefore, removal of the reader's testicles will surely result in many\ndesirable benefits including, sterilization, reduced sex drive, reduced\naggressiveness, lower risk of prostate cancer, longer life in general, and a\nsteadier demeanor.  \n  \nIn the short space I've been allotted for this response, I'd like to primarily\nfocus on two of the above benefits. Sterilization of the male is a simple and\nextremely effective birth control method. The method chosen in this case is\nmore radical than a simple vasectomy, and is of course non-reversible, but\nwill result in the same outcome. The wife will benefit from no longer taking\nthe birth control pill that I'm guessing she is currently prescribed, or has\nbeen prescribed in the past.  \n  \nSecond, the removal of the testicles will significantly reduce the chance of\nprostate cancer in the male. This benefit becomes glaringly important when, as\nthe writer stated, all male members of the family past puberty have contracted\nprostate cancer, I would say that this surgery would be a key to his future.  \n  \nLet me close by saying that I deeply respect the writer's monogamous\ncommitment and willingness to sacrifice part of his body and mind for the\nbenefit of his relationship with his wife. I will be following the case\nclosely, and would like to encourage my other readers to contribute to this\ndiscussion by mail and email at my normal address.  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Penis Trade", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The trade of male sex organs throughout the world over the internet.", "Text": "` Due to the widespread success of the internet for black market organ trade,\nparticularly from Third World countries during the early years of the new\nmillennium, a new and highly successful business boomed. `\n\nThe PenisTrade.\n\nDesperate men needing financial assistance willingly donated their precious\nmanhoods for money.\n\nCountries such as Brazil and India provided the bulk of the trade and western\nnations provided the market with men and women only too eager to purchase the\nmembers.\n\nNaturally, these donors were willing to part with their precious assets for\nvery little and wealthy westerners could purchase dozens for a couple of\nhundred U.S. dollars.\n\nNico, a young, fit and healthy native of Sao Paolo in Brazil with a wife and\nfive children and no sufficient means to support his family had come to the\ndecision to donate his organs having read about the Penis Trade in a local\nmagazine for men.\n\nHe had discussed this with his wife and had not come to this decision lightly\nbut his family lived in desperate poverty and he felt by selling his penis and\ntestes he could afford new clothes for his children.\n\nNico contacted a tradesmen via an internet caf\u00e9 and made arrangements to have\nhis organs purchased. He was informed that he must travel to the city for an\ninterview that Monday.\n\nMonday duly arrived and Nico dressed in his only suit and cleaned and groomed\nhimself as best he could so as to make a good impression at his interview. He\ncaught the bus into town and then travelled by clipper to a small warehouse in\na downtown precinct.\n\nHe had been instructed to go to the rear of the building where he would find a\ndoorbell and to ring three times and wait. This he did. After what seemed a\ncouple of minutes he heard a woman\u2019s voice through a speaker above the door\ninstruct him to enter.\n\nInside was a small foyer and a sign directing him to a counter where two young\nattractive women greeted him.\n\n\u201cGood morning, Nico, we\u2019ve been expecting you. Please take a seat and Ms\nRamero will see you shortly.\u201d\n\nNico took a seat and waited.\n\nHe didn\u2019t have to wait long for within minutes she appeared.\n\n\u201cNico. Thankyou for coming, could you please follow me into my office.\u201d\n\nHe followed Ms Ramero into a small room resembling a doctor\u2019s surgery.\n\n\u201cBe seated. I believe you have something to offer us, Nico.\u201d\n\n\u201cYes,\u201d replied Nico, \u201cI have come in response to your add.\u201d\n\n\u201cYou would like to sell your organs? You obviously have given this some\nthought.\u201d\n\n\u201cI have discussed this with my wife and we have agreed to go through with\nthis.\u201d\n\n\u201cRight, then let\u2019s proceed. You must read and sign this form and then I shall\ninspect your goods to determine a price. Once you have agreed to a price and\nsigned the form there is no going back, Nico, you understand this?\u201d\n\nHe nodded.\n\nNico read the document as best he could and more or less understood what was\ninvolved in the contract. \u201cI am ready to sign,\u201d he stated then crudely signed\nhis name.\n\n\u201cThankyou,\u201d said Ms Ramero as she pressed a small button on a console. The two\nyoung women from the counter then entered and Nico was instructed to undress.\n\nOne of the young women collected his clothing and carefully folded them and\nplaced them on a rack.\n\n\u201cAaaah, excellent,\u201d said Ms Ramero. \u201cYou have a beautiful penis. And good size\ntoo, at least eight inches I suggest. This should sell quite easily.\u201d\n\nShe took a closer inspection. \u201cThe foreskin is still there. Good. And a large\nprominent glans,\u201d she noted having pushed back his skin.\n\n\u201cAnd two full good-sized testes too. Good, this is good, I am very pleased.\nYes, Nico we would like these.\n\nI can offer you the equivalent of thirty U.S. dollars for the lot.\u201d\n\nNico\u2019s eyes lit up. This was more than he had expected and he was very proud.\n\n\u201cI agree!\u201d blurted Nico immediately.\n\n\u201cExcellent. Let\u2019s complete the contract then.\u201d\n\nNico signed another contract and was then led into an adjoining room.\n\nThis room was bright and airy and featured a device in the centre.\n\nMs Ramero motioned Nico toward the device. \u201cThis is going to be painful, Nico,\nbut we shall cauterise your wound and there will be no chance of infection.\nEverything is sterilised. Jennifer and Paula shall try to make this experience\nas comfortable as they can. Quick and clean. They are very experienced and\nhave cut thousands of young men like you in the last couple of months.\u201d\n\nNico did feel comforted although his heart was pounding and his throat dry.\n\nJennifer directed Nico to the guillotine blades. \u201cThese blades are razor sharp\nand will provide a clean cut. They are heated to intensity which will help to\ncauterise. We remove the penis first. However, to cut costs we do not provide\nfor the relief of pain.\u201d\n\nNico placed his penis beneath the blade. Jennifer grasped his glans and\nstretched his member until it was fully extended. \u201cWe have been fortunate this\nwinter, very little rain,\u201d said Jennifer. The statement had distracted Nico\nsufficiently for the blade came down as he pondered what had been an\nexceptionally wet winter.\n\nAt first he could feel nothing but within seconds he was struck by the pain.\nPaula then attended to the wound with a laser device which effectively sealed\nwhat remained of his penis. Basically nothing.\n\nHe was allowed to rest for a couple of minutes before Paula directed him back\nto the device. Nico\u2019s legs were weak and his heart was still pounding.\n\n\u201cIt will be over within the minute, Nico,\u201d comforted Paula.\n\nHis testes were placed over the rim of a small basin-like apparatus and Paula\nproduced a gelding knife.\n\n\u201cRight, Nico, hold your breath and count slowly to ten.\u201d\n\nThis he did.\n\nHe felt the blade enter underneath his scrotum from the right and slowly and\nskilfully cut its way to the left. Paula then withdrew the knife and completed\nthe removal of his testes from the top \u2013 right to left. Once the task was\ncomplete, Paula carefully gathered up all of the severed organs and placed\nthem in the bowl next to what had once been his penis.\n\n\u201cFinished!\u201d announced Paula. \u201cYou were very brave,\u201d as she searched for the\nlaser device once more.\n\n\u201cHow do you feel?\u201d asked Ms Ramero.\n\n\u201cHappy. Very happy,\u201d replied Nico.\n\nWith the thirty dollars Nico afforded new school outfits for three of his\nchildren including a pair of leather shoes for his eldest son. He had\nrecovered from his operation quickly for he was still young.\n\nHis genitals were sold to a wealthy old widow from Long Island who purchased\ndozens of these organs each week over the internet to feed to her pampered\nAfghan dogs \u2013 something which she had done since they were pups. She did this\nin retribution to her deceased husband who had made her life a misery and had\nconsequently given her a hatred for men and their detestable sex organs.\n\nDuring the year 2010 it was estimated that 20 million organs were traded\nthroughout the world and that most of these organs were bought for food. The\ntender penis of a young juvenile fetched the highest prices and was considered\na delicacy by gourmets and peasants alike. Many of the finest restaurants\nprovided the \u2013 what was termed \u2013 \u2018fruit of the male\u2019 as a staple on their\nmenus and it was forecast that the trade would boom in the future.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 54, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 95, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Furious Dad De-Nuts Sexy Son", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "When he was 14, he and his sister, and their girl cousin started fooling around. Soon both girls were pregnant. The dad reacted in a violent way.", "Text": "` These events took place on the next farm to ours. As puberty came to Jason\n(not his real name), his twin sister was also developing her womanhood. These\n14 year olds and their cousin, who lived nearby, had fun \"playing house\" -\nincluding allowing nature to take over.`\n\nIt was something that seemed so natural to all of them, playing sex and\nplaying house and not really thinking about what might happen.\n\nNeither girl thought much about the fact that their periods, which had just\nstarted, had now stopped. And, as weeks turned into months, both of them\nstarted to expand their tummies. Finally their mother noticed and hauled both\ngirls to the doctor, receiving the unwelcome news that they were pregnant by\ntheir brother/cousin!\n\nMom waited several weeks to tell Dad. The moment she told him, he flew into an\nuncontrollable rage about his 14 year old sex maniac son, and the incest that\nhad happened.\n\nHe tore upstairs and brought his son downstairs under one arm with his other\naround his neck. He told his son to go and sit in the truck, and made a phone\ncall to the garage where several of his friends worked.\n\nThen, the dad and his son drove the several miles to the garage, which was\njust closing for the day.\n\n\"You come with me!\" He ordered his son, as they entered the garage and headed\nfor the back room. The two friends of the dad were waiting there.\n\n\"OK, guys, this young sex maniac must be stopped, or he's going to be in\ntrouble all of his life.\"\n\nWith that, he signalled and his two friends grabbed the boy by the arms. He\nunzipped the boy's pants and dropped them. The two men turned him around and\nbent him down over the work bench as his dad selected a pair of tinning shears\nand reached down between his son's legs and pulled his sac back as far as it\nwould go. Then, in one quick snip, he removed his son's \"family jewels\" and\nput an end to the uncontrolled sex drive that obviously had been boiling\ninside.\n\nThe boy shrieked in pain. The father took out his handkerchief and covered the\nbleeding stump where his balls had been attached, and told his son to hold it\nthere, or he'd bleed to death.\n\nThey headed off into the darkness toward home and a brand new sexless life for\nthe 14 year old kid who paid a high price for fooling around.\n\nToday, many years later, this kid, now grown into - well, manhood, I suppose\nyou could say, - having grown up, is a well adjusted and placid person without\nany interest in women, or men for that matter. He lives a quiet life, almost\nas a hermit. He goes to work, and comes home, and relaxes alone.\n\nEvery so often, he thinks back to how great it was to roll around with his\nsister and cousin on the bed and then the smile on his face turns cold as he\nremembers the consequences.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration 2 - Translation by Memberno", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Retranslation of Kastration 2 done by memberno.", "Text": "` It's come this far today: Today, they're coming to fetch me for castration.\nFor three days I've been waiting in my cell. `\n\nYesterday a female attendant came to tell me that my plea for mercy had been\nrejected and that I would be fetched today.\n\nFirst I'll be shaved and then taken for castration.\n\nIt's shortly before ten. They'll be here soon. Everything is quiet. Suddenly,\nI hear the click of high heels that are\n\nslowly approaching. It's them. A pair of them are on their way. They stop\noutside my cell. The door is opened and the\n\ntwo female attendants step in.\n\nThe grab me immediately. They tug me out into the passageway. They tell me\nthat I cannot defend myself against them. In\n\ncase I should try anything stupid, they would punish me with electric prods.\nThe show me the equipment. One of the two\n\nholds her prod between my legs and gives me a shock that takes my breath away.\nWithout resistance, I let myself by led by them\n\nthrough a long corridor into a small room. There a third woman is already\nwaiting for us.\n\nThe attendants strap me firmly onto a processing chair and tell their\ncolleague that she can begin. She begins work immediately.\n\nIt's her job to shave me. She tilts the back of the chair down and brings me\nto a nearly prone position. Now she takes an\n\nelectric razor, kneels before me and begins to shave of my pubic hair with it.\n\nWhile she's at it she doesn't look at me. To her, I don't seem to be present\nat all. Just my lower body takes up all her\n\nattention. She begins with the hair above my penis. She takes my member firmly\nin hand and removes the hair around it. Then\n\nshe raises it to get a clear view of my scrotum. The entire shave lasts about\nfive minutes.\n\nThe woman is finished. She releases my penis, stands up and makes room tor the\ntwo attendants, who unstrap me from the chair.\n\nThey grab me and leave the room with me. Again we walk through various\ncorridors, until we reach a steel door in front of\n\nwhich the attendants stop.\n\nA red light over the door indicates that behind it a castration is in\nprogress. We wait. Several minutes pass and finally\n\nthe light goes out and the door is opened.\n\nIt begins: I'm led into the room in which in just a few minutes my castration\nwill take place. In the middle of this room\n\nis an operating table on wheels. On its sides are straps with which men can be\nfastened to it.\n\nThe castration will be carried out by two scantily clad young women. Both wear\nonly a bikini and high-heeled shoes. The one,\n\na redhead, is the actual castratrix; the other, a blonde, assists her while\nduring the operation.\n\nThe two women strap me onto the operating table. My arms and legs are tied\ntightly to it, so that I can no longer move. I am\n\nno longer able to escape my fate. In barely a minute they will begin to remove\nmy balls. It would be senseless to beg these\n\nwomen for mercy. Castration is fun for them. The fear of their victims gives\nthem pleasure. With great care they carry out\n\neach hand movement. Everything is perfectly positioned. I notice that they\nhave already carried out many emasculations.\n\nThey begin: Next, I get an anesthetic. The redhead takes a syringe, grasps my\nballs, raises them, sticks the needle into my\n\nscrotum and gives me a shot of anesthetic. She tells me that in two minutes I\nwon't feel a thing down there. A few seconds\n\npass without anything happening. Then the injection gradually begins to take\neffect. Everything gets numb. I no longer feel\n\nmy penis and testicles. The redhead takes a needle and sticks me behind the\nscrotum to determine to her satisfaction that I\n\ncan't feel pain any longer. Now she can begin with the actual castration.\n\nIn the meantime the blonde has prepared everything. On a small wheeled wagon\nare the utensils needed for my castration.\n\nThe redhead takes a flat elongated bowl and places it between my legs. In it\nmy genitals are to be placed after they've been\n\ncut off. Then she grabs a knife and starts. With her left hand she lightly\nraises my balls in order better to be able to remove\n\nthem. With her right hand she places the knife behind my scrotum and positions\nit for cutting. The blade now touches my skin.\n\nSlowly she lets it penetrate. She directs the cut precisely. Inch by inch whe\nworks through skin, blood vessels and cords.\n\nAfter a brief minute my scrotum has been removed from my body. The redhead\nholds my balls in her hand. With a smile, she lays\n\nthem into the bowl. Next, it's my penis's turn. She grips it, pulls on it a\nbit, places the knife up against the root and slices\n\nit off with a short, clean cut. She places it, too, into the bowl.\n\nNow the redhead has to close my wound. She ties off the blood vessels, closes\nthe opening with clamps and finally puts a large\n\nbandage between my legs. There's nothing left down there.\n\nIt is done: My castration is over. The redhead sets the bowl containing my\npenis and testicles aside. The blond takes them and\n\nproceeds directly with their destruction. A machine that's similar to a meat\ngrinder serves the purpose. She fills it with my\n\ngenitals and starts the apparatus up.\n\nAFter five seconds it's over: My penis and testicles have been chopped up. The\nground genitals fall into a large container, where\n\nthey are immediately miexed up with the remains of the previous castrations.\nThe entire mass will later be disposed of in an\n\noven.\n\nThe two attendants come in again. I'm still lying there, tightly tied to the\noperating table. They take me and roll me back into\n\nmy cell. The shove me in, turn off the light and close the doors. I am alone\nagain.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 99, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Roman Punishment", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Torture", "Summary": "Captain Martinus begins the punishment of Licus.&nbsp; One of his men who made the misstake of sodomizing then gelding one of the Governors's male slaves", "Text": "` `\n\nThe man bound in the frame was struggling against the ropes. He was Licus, one\nof the Captain\u2019s best fighters, a really strong man, but he was unable to free\nhimself no matter how hard he pulled on the cords around his wrists. He was\nworking up quite a sweat though, and his taught, lean body was glistening.\nCaptain Matinus gazed at the firm belly in front of him and reached out to\ntouch it. He ran his hand slowly down the man\u2019s firm abdomen and stopped when\nhis hand reached the cord around his waist holding the loin cloth. Licus went\nstill and looked down at his Captain.\n\n\u201cOh Captain, forgive me. I didn\u2019t know they were the Governor\u2019s slaves. I\nnever would have touched any of them if I knew.\u201d\n\n\u201cDo not beg Licus. It will do you no good. For what you did to the governor\u2019s\nslave was permanent and irreversible. Your punishment is to be death, but\nbefore you pass, you will experience as much pain as a man can endure. You\nwill go to Hades a eunuch.\u201d\n\nWith the last statement, Licus let out a long moan of , \u201cNOOOOOO\u2026\u201d and the\nCaptain motioned for one of his men to gag the prisoner. He reached out again\nand grasped the cord of his loincloth. With a quick yank, he pulled it off,\nexposing Licus\u2019 manhood.\n\n\u201cBring me the weighted whip.\u201d\n\nTaking the small black leather whip with the weighted tip, he gave it a few\nswipes at the air then took aim at Licus\u2019 genitals. The first blow landed\nsquarely between his twin orbs and caused a violent thrashing of Licus on the\nframe. The next 20 or so blows had a similar effect. Licus vomited into his\ngag. He tried to evade the tip of the whip, the white hot pain that it caused,\nbut he could do very little but jerk his hips. There was nowhere for his nuts\nto hide. One time he tried to fake out the Captain and thrust his groin\nforward, then pulling it back as the whip arched toward his manhood. The\nCaptain was a master of the whip, and only had to adjust by leaning forward a\nlittle, to cause the whip to snap perfectly on his scrotum just as his ass\njutted out to the limit of its travel.\n\nAll of the men looked on at this manhood whipping in total awe. Most of them\nbecame aroused and their hardening dicks began to ooze precum in their\nloincloths. The Captain also became aroused, but his manhood was not hidden.\nIt was on display, bound up tight to his belly. His cock flopped about as he\nwhipped the man, and long strings of cum lashed the air from its tip. As Licus\nstarted to give in to the whipping and he became broken, the Governor called\nout to Martinus. \u201cStop the whipping. It is time to nail him to the frame and\nbegin his slow castration.\u201d\n\nTo be continued\u2026.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Her Needs 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Girl friend gets her own back on her ex", "Text": "` Jen was 20 years old, Ed was a little older at 21, he was very sexual and\nsometimes jen couldn't keep up. She didn't go out as much as Ed, she wasn't\nshy though and knew that Ed got hardons all the time over her ample breast and\nshaven pussy. One nightout after a row, Ed went out and pulled another girl\nbehind Jens back., The girl being Jens friend told on Ed so there was no way\nout of it for him. Jen confronted Ed and told him she knew all about it. She\nwanted to curb his sex drive so he wouldn't go afterother girls anymore. But\nfirst, she wanted to pulla guy to make it even. Ed looked at her andthought\nhow he didn't wantanyone else being with her. `\n\nShe rolled her eyes, and told him \"I should cut your balls off for it really\nshouldn't i?\" Ed looked astonished, Jen;laughed and told him instead he\nwouldhave to wear a little surprise for her night out with him.\"i'll enjoy\nseeing you take this!\" she walked off,and laughed again, returning from her\nroom she held a red thong inher right hand and a black butt plug in her left.\nEd went red, \"You'll also be wearing my white trousers as well, you know the\nones\" sadly Ed did. \"The ones that you can see stuff through?\" he said\nsheepishly. She nodded and handed him the plug.... \"Stick it up then,i wanna\nwatch\" Strangely Ed was relaxed and the plug (medium) slid up with a little\nlube. \"Now theknickers!\" Ed gulged, he knew the white trousers were skin tight\non Jen and his hips were wider. He looked at her, she looked back with a nice\nsmirk on her face \"fits nice,held in tight by those\" pointing at the\nthong.then he went uyp stairs with her and put on the trousers. Helooked a\nsight,the plug was easy to see. A red bra aswell, and heeled shoes. She\nlaughed \"puff\" she said.\n\n\"No there's something bulging from those knickers, we'll have to sort that\nrighht away\"..... down came the trousers and thong, his balls hung down. She\ngrabbed them and began to wrap a rubber band or two round them. \"no, not now\"\nshe said,\"later, when more can see them go.\" (to be comtinued)  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Devil Got Your Dick", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, Teasing Sexual Cock Torture", "Summary": "Tim wanted everything. However, one generally pays a high price for greed. In this case, Tim pays with his cock!", "Text": "It was Friday and Tim was excited about going to a party at Cindy's house with\nhis former class mates. Tim had graduated from high school and it was now five\nyears later. Unfortunately, Tim had a reputation for greed and did not mind\nstepping on others to get what he wanted. That night at the party, Tim asked\nCindy what the wheel was for in the middle of the room. The wheel had leather\nstraps atatched to it for a person's hands and feet. \"Why, its called the\n\"greed\" wheel Tim\", Cindy advised. \"Its a game of chance. But I warn you Tim,\nif a man loses, there is a high price to be paid.\" In his usual greedy style,\nTim asked what he could win. Cindy advised that \"if a man wins the game, the\nman gets to fuck all the women at the party\". Tim then asked what would happen\nif he lost. \"Oh, replied Cindy, you draw a \"card of fate\" and that determines\nwhat happens.\" Without thinking, Tim advised that he wanted to play the game.\nCindy signaled to the other girls at the party. For whatever reason, Tim\nnoticed that the other men left the party, leaving him to the women. \"How do I\nplay\", Tim asked? \"Tim, take a close look at the wheel. You will note that\neach women's name is written in an area at the edge of the wheel. Also, you\nwill notice that in 4 areas that the wheel reads \"Fate\". Each time you land on\na woman's name, you get to fuck her. You must spin the wheel 5 times, once for\neach woman. However, if you stop the wheel on \"fate\", you must draw a \"fate\ncard\" and submit to whatever it says.\" The women gathered around the wheel,\nalong with Tim. \"Are you ready to spinj the wheel Tim\", Cindy asked? \"Yes\",\nreplied Tim. \"Spin the wheel Tim\", advised Cindy. Tim grabbed the wheel and\ncaused it to spin several times. Unfortunately, Tim landed on \"fate\". \"Select\na card Tim\", demanded Cindy. Tim slowly selected a fate card. \"Read it out\nloud Tim\", said Cindy. Tim's face turned white and he slowly read \"your cock\nand balls will be tortured and then, your cock will be cut off\". Tim was\nsecured to the wheel. The music began to play loudly. Trish walked up to Tim\nand slowly unzipped his pance and took out his cock and balls. Tim had an 8\ninch \"uncut\" cock. As the music played, the girls danced around him. Greedy\nman, not what you planned, time to suffer, time to scream, time to lose your\nmanly thing. One by one, the women took turns sucking and stroking his big\nthrobbing cock. Tim cummed 5 times, and endured the pain of having the tip of\nhis cock head chewed on after each cum. Tim's hands moved violently, but, he\nwas secured tightly. Its time to lose your cock Tim. Each women took turns\nslowly cutting on his cock as Tim screamed. Oh fuck, please, not my cock,\nfuckin no. But, it was too late. Tim's greed cost him his cock!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Uniform Circumcision Act of 2008", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "All genitals of young people are to be removed in the new world order.", "Text": "Washington DC 01/24/2008 3:07pm\n\nPresident Elizabeth Dole signed the Uniform Circumcision Act into\nlaw today, briefly described as:\n\nAll males 18 and younger shall be circumcised with the \"New \nTechnique\" described as cutting around and through the redundent \ntissue called the \"penis\" leaving a \"urination location\" no more \nthan 1/4\" in lenght.\n\nAll females 18 and younger shall be circumcised with the \"New \nFemale Technique\" , which is described as removal of the clitoris\nat its base.\n\nThese methods are needed, said President Dole, to keep the \npopulation size in check in times of dire enviornmental need, and \nto keep our young people on the path to righteous-ness.\n\nOnly minor protests were heard from adults, as the first batch of \nteenagers from the Capitol Area were sent to the health centers for \nthe procedure. \n\nDisney Corp is said to be studying theme parks based on the health \nprocessing center. \n \n(end of part 1)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 66, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 7, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Toy Factory Part 7  - A Special Case", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The Doctor\\'s latest client is not what you expect ...", "Text": "` A Special Case `\n\nThe man woke. He knew what had happened to him. Now he lay semi-conscious, at\nthe Doctor\u2019s mercy.\n\nThe man\u2019s deep blue eyes stared at the mirror above him, no longer able to\nclose and artificially kept moist.\n\nThe mirror revealed to him his predicament and the consummation of his\ndesires. He was the Doctor's latest client and now he was beginning his new\nway of life\n\nThe man tried to move, but he found he couldn\u2019t. He tried to lift his head,\nbut he couldn\u2019t. He tried to open his mouth to push the gag out but he\ncouldn\u2019t. His nose was feeling strange \u2026 tubes were in it. Obviously pumping\nair in but not enough it seemed. He felt breathless and weak.\n\nThe Doctor looked on from the shadows of the corner of the room. A smile\ncrossed his face. Another client for the \u201cSpecial\u201d ward\n\nThe man was locked in a whole body metal brace. His legs and arms had bolts\nthat held the frame in place. The bolts could not be removed and a surgical\nhalo was permanently attached to the man\u2019s head.\n\nHis knees and elbows had been surgically fixed in place and would be stiff\nfrom now on. His ankles similarly fixed but his hand had both been amputated\nat the wrist leaving stumps that were at present bandaged but would ultimately\nbe revealed for the world to see. The bolts that would enable further control\nof his body already in place but hidden by the bandaging.\n\nThe man\u2019s testicles had been removed and replaced with large metal eggs and\nhis penis now tightly circumcised had been stretched and clamped onto a rod.\nThe rod held his penis at its maximum length and then squeezed it until the\nslightest engorgement would cause excruciating pain. This would prevent\nerections, should they still occur. A series of rings through the cock head\nenabled the brutalised cock to be pulled away from his body by a chain\nattached to the overhead frame that sat above the bed\n\nA catheter was in place to drain or infuse the man as desired by the Doctor.\n\nThe catheter was currently draining into a bag that was connected to the naso-\ngastric feeding tube, recycling the man\u2019s piss. Larger and larger catheter\ntubes would gradually replace the existing tube. These would stretch the man\u2019s\nurethra until the largest sound or tube could be inserted with ease. The man\nhad lost control permanently of his dick.\n\nThe man\u2019s nipples were ringed and a chain held them out from his body. The\npain kept just below his threshold.\n\nHis arsehole was filled by a butt plug that gently pulsed electricity into his\nbody, causing momentary spikes of pain and his arse to alternately constrict\nand relax and gradually loosen his hole for ease of insertion of larger and\nlarger objects.\n\nBy the end of the process the man would no longer be able to control his\nrectum and would need to have his bowel cleansed by enemas. The man knew that\nthese would be humiliating and he would have no control over their\nadministration.\n\nThe man\u2019s neck was braced preventing movement. The Doctor had fused a number\nof the vertebrae to ensure that no movement would ever be possible.\n\nThe man\u2019s total bracing was in place. From now on he was reliant on the Doctor\nand his staff. His body was rigid, his bodily functions controlled by others.\n\nThe Doctor smiled and silently left the room.\n\n\nIt had been some weeks since his operations. The man lay in his braced form on\nhis bed. The Doctor entered.\n\n\u201cWell boy, time for the final stage of your treatment.\u201d The Doctor said with\ndeliberate coldness. He knew the man wanted no kindness shown.\n\nThe door opened again and two of the Doctor\u2019s men entered. They wore full\nblack rubber suits, gloves and masks and carried a large rubber object\n\nThe Doctor nodded at his men and they placed the rubber object on the man\u2019s\nbed. Unrolling it revealed a large rubber sack.\n\nThey men shaved the small re-growth of black hair that had appeared on the\nman\u2019s shaven head and then they carefully picked him up and placed him in the\nsack.\n\nThey carefully disconnected the tubes and wires that fed air and liquids and\nthe wires that connected the electrical devices to the man then fed the tubes\nthrough holes in the sack.\n\nThe man was now imprisoned in a rubber cell.\n\nThe sack was closed, sealing the man off from the world.\n\nThen the Doctor attached a tube to the bag and began a pump removing all the\nair from the sack. The sack gradually shrank, taking the form of the braced\nand bound man within.\n\nThe gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathed the only detectable\nmovement.\n\nThe Doctor\u2019s men then lifted the prone rubber form upright.\n\nThey lifted it into a frame so that the man was vertical and then with hooks\non the outside of the sack hung the sack, with its bound victim, in the frame.\nThey connected a series of tubes feeding liquids and air and wires feeding\npower to the butt plug device and for the heart and lung monitors that stood\nbeside the rubber bound and metal braced man. These monitors were all that\nconnected the man to the outside world and enabled the Doctor to check that\nthe man was physically safe.\n\nThe Doctor knew that the man would now spend the remainder of his time in this\nrubber world. Forever bound and braced and controlled, the regular enema\nsessions and when his guards wanted him for sex the only time when he would be\nfree of his rubber prison. Even then he would be in his metal bracings, unable\nto move and at the mercy of the rubber suited guards.\n\nTheir free use of his orifices a constant reminder of his status.\n\nto be continued\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 64, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
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{"Title": "Megan's Devotion", "Tags": "Clitoridectomy", "Summary": "Will makes Megan his little slave", "Text": "Megan waited. She lay on her bed at 5:30 stroking her engorged clit, thinking\nabout Will. She experimentally spanked her clit. Mmmm.\n\nThe doorbell rang. She got up and zipped up her pants, hurriedly. She went to\nthe door and opened it. Will stepped inside. Megan closed the door.\n\nWill was a fairly attractive man by looks alone, but there was an aura to him\nthat exuded power and strength. Megan was awed by this over and over as she\ntook his coat.\n\nHe looked at Megan. She was flushed, her pink lips pursed in anticipation,\nlong, dark hair swept back into a slightly messy braid.\n\n\"Someone's been playing with herself.\"\n\n\"Yes, I um....well was thinking about you..\"\n\n\"I know.\"\n\n\"Oh. You....do?\"\n\n\"Indeed.\" Will slipped her teeshirt off over her head to expose her small\nbreasts.\n\n\"Such beautiful breasts.\" He pinched her nipples and she shuddered. He removed\nhis own clothing, revealing a fairly well-built body. He removed the remainder\nof Megan's clothing and led her into the bedroom.\n\n\"Now, have you been a good little slut?\" he asked, but before she could\nanswer, he put his hand down to stroke her slit.\n\n\"No, you are a naughty little slut, aren't you?\"\n\n\"Yes, Will.\"\n\n\"You shouldn't play with yourself, Meggie. Only I am allowed to touch you\nbetween your legs. Understand?\"\n\n\"Yes, Will. I have been very naughty.\" She felt ashamed all of a sudden and\nshe began undressing herself.\n\n\"Yes....and naughty little sluts get punished.\" Megan shuddered as will began\nto handcuff her to the bed. Next came the spreader bar at her knees so that\nshe could not close her legs. He began to massage her slit, occasionally\nlingering on her clitoris, which was now pulsating with desire.\n\n\"Does my little slut need to come?\"\n\n\"Yes, please? Please may I come?\" He rubbed her clit vigorously and then\nsuddenly spanked her pussy hard with his hand.\n\n\"No.\" He pinched her clit between his fingers and rolled it between them. This\nwas an uncomfortable intense sensation that he often applied during\npunishment. She squirmed but could not close her legs. He slapped her clit\nagain, hard.\n\n\"Stop squirming,\" he gently intoned\n\n\"You have a very naughty, slutty little clit, don't you, Meggie?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Do I need to punish such a slutty little whore of a clit...hmmm?\" Megan\nsquirmed slightly. She desperately wanted him to spank her clit again.\n\n\"Y-yes, i have a very naughty slutty little clit that should be punished.\" He\npaused and looked at her yearning face.\n\n\"I'm not going to spank your clit. You are also under no circumstances to have\nan orgasm.\" This made her even more excited and wet. Her clit throbbed\nviolently at his touch now. He pulled back her clitoral hood and stroked the\ntip of her clitoris gently, causing her to squirm. He wondered that such a\nsmall little nub could cause her to be such a bad slave.\n\nHe took out from his bag a set of nipple clamps. He pinched her nipples so\nthat he could affix them. They were the type that had a chain running between\nthem and he tightened them until her nipples were bright red. She convulsed\nand shuddered. The stimulation from her nipples was causing her clit to go\nwild. Will began to rub her clit hard, and she began to go up the ramp to\norgasming.\n\n\"Don't come.\" He said sternly and stopped. He brought out a blindfold and tied\nit around her eyes. He now rummaged around for something else. he found it,\nand then placed a large black towel under her. She waited with anticipation.\nHe knelt between her legs and played with the item in his hand.\n\n\"Megan, your little clit needs to be punished. What I have in my hand is a\nscalpel. I am going to make small cuts in a few sensitive areas to punish you\nfor squirming so much. I am going to gag you so that you won't scream.\"\n\nMegan was silent as he placed the gag in her mouth, somewhat excited by this\nnew prospect, but also somewhat afraid. He had never cut her anywhere before.\nHe knelt between her legs again and slid his fingers into her pussy. They slid\nin easily, as her vagina was slippery and quite wet. He massaged her g-spot\nfor a little while and then rubbed her clit almost to the point of her coming.\nWhen she was just about to come, he spanked her clit. That wonderfully\nengorged clit, surrounded by fleshy folds of luxurious inner labia and a\nfleshy clitoral hood. All of this skin was beautiful, womanly. She gasped\nthrough her gag. He slapped her clit twice more and then carefully made a cut\njust at the tip of her clitoris, pulling thefleshy labia back. A mixture of\nintense pleasure and intense pain seared through her body as she screamed into\nthe gag.\n\n\"Megan, are you dedicated thoroughly to being my little fuckslave?\" She\nnodded.\n\n\"Good. I am glad to hear that. Are you willing to do anything for me?\" She\nnodded again. He looked at her pussy, beautiful except for the one selfish\nblemish. The only thing standing in the way of her being his completely. He\nungagged her.\n\n\"Megan, there is only one thing in the way of you being my little fuckslut. Do\nyou you want me to make you mine?\"\n\n\"Yes Will, please.\" He gagged her again. She still was uncertain of what he\nmeant, but she had wanted to be his little slut since they had first met. He\nlooked at her pussy again and stroked the folds of skin gently.\n\n\"You will be allowed one last selfish act.\" He began to rub her clit\nvigorously, and after a little while she came, her whole body shuddering. He\nlet her calm back down and then knelt between her legs.\n\n\"Alright Megan. It's time to be mine. I'm going to cut off your clitoris now,\nso that you will be my little fuckslut with no selfish thoughts.\" Megan\nsquirmed, but Will had already begun the short but intensly painful process of\ncutting the small bundle of nerves free from her body. She screamed into the\ngag and then passed out. Will cauterized the wound and untied the unconscious\ngirl. He curled up next to her and smiled.\n\n\"Mine,\" he thought.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 106, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fat Man's Castration", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Kind nurse helps a frustrated obese man.", "Text": "` Hello. I am a nurse at a \"bariatrics\" clinic. we work with extremely obese\npatients. I am a married woman. 43. `\n\nSeveral weeks ago, one of my patients, Mr.__________, confided in me that he\nhas been sexually frustrated for years. He is unable to find a partner due to\nhis weight problem. (He is close to 400 pounds).\n\nAfter thinking about this for awhile I decided that a quick and painless\ncastration would be best for him. At first he was hesitant but he soon\nrealized it was for the best. I have assisted in several such proceedures and\nknew i could do it well for the patient.\n\nOver the week-end I met Mr.___ at the clinic. I prepared him for the\nproceedure and administered a sedative to relax him. After an hour or so in\nwhich we just chatted i helped him into a reclining chair to better support\nhis weight. I injected a local anesthesia and waited for it to take effect.\n\nHe was nervous at first but I assured him everything would be fine and that\nafter a few weeks or months at most he no longer will be frustrated.\n\nThe only real difficulty i encountered was geting to his genitals because of\nthe large amounts of fat. However once i did it was quite simple for me to\nperform the proceedure. Using the tools i had often seen the Doctor use, i\nquickly cut open his scrotum and excised the testicles. They were somewhat\nsmaller than i expected but came out easily and with no complications. Mr.\n______ was now a eunuch.The entire castration was less than an hour.\n\nAfterwards I told him he should rest that evening and the next day. Monday is\nhis regular appointment day and I would make sure all is healing well. I\nexplained about the hot flashes he may have.Left unsaid was the complete\nimpotence that should be in place before too long and the reduction in size\nthat will occur to his penis.\n\nI have thought about Mr_______ often since I castrated him,and I feel a warm\nfondness for him. I hope we will remain friends.\n\nAs his nurse i will observe his penis becoming smaller and of course i know he\nwill be impotent. But as a eunuch, he will not mind or care. And that is the\npoint, isnt it?  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Temptation Island", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Babes pulled exotic dancer's balls off", "Text": "The seaplane came to a stop on the pier. We were met by the hostess. \u201cWelcome\nto Temptation Island. I am Erica and will be your hostess.\u201d The island was\nbeautiful. I was glad that Brandie suggested coming here for our reunion. We\nhad not been together as a group for five years, since we graduated from\ncollege. We used to be together all the time. I was glad that the feeling was\nstill there.\n\nThe first night Erica took us to a club. It was wonderful. There were lots of\nhot guys. Then came the strip shows, both guys and girls. We were so hot we\nended up in bed together, the six of us. I was glad that the feeling was still\nthere.\n\nErica said that she wanted to go back to that club. Every other day was lady-\nonly night. After seeing the guys available on this island, we were all ready.\nAs soon as we walked in, we felt the mood was different. There were some\nreally good looking guys slowly stripping on stage. And we enjoyed the show.\n\nFifteen minutes later, the DJ announced the first special of the night. And\nall these women took out loops of thin silk ropes. Erica came prepared. She\ngave us the loops and explained the rules. The first one to catch a cock or\nballs got to take the stripper to the room in the back for half an hour.\nEveryone moved as close to the stage as she could. A gorgeous stripper came on\nstage. It took him two songs to get down to the g-string. At the beginning of\nthe third song, the g-string came off and the loops of silk ropes flew towards\nthe swaying cock. In two minutes, it was caught. That lucky blonde reeled him\nin, let him out, reeled him in again\u2026. Finally, at the end of the song, she\ndragged him off to the little room in the back. She had 30 minutes. Susan just\ncould not control herself. She kept screaming: \u201cI need to catch one.\u201d\n\nWe were so clumsy with the ropes. We had no chance. But an hour and two\nspecials later, Erica caught a cock. She told us to come along. Thirty minutes\nwas not much. But we all needed a cock so badly. Shannon said: \u201cHe won\u2019t last\nthirty minutes.\u201d Erica told her: \u201cDon\u2019t worry. He will. I come prepared.\u201d As\nsoon as we were in the little room with the huge bed, Erica took out a metal\ncock ring and put it on the cock. We took turn riding it, and loving each\nother. Holly was the last one to fuck and she took off the cock ring, letting\nit shoot loads of creamy hot cum into her. We had no more success that night\nand returned home to an orgy ourselves.\n\nThe place became an obsession. Everyday we practiced with the silk ropes and\nmade love. Every other night we went there to catch a cock. On other nights,\nwe picked up guys in the club and brought them back to the house for marathon\nfucking sessions. They were all handsome guys, but the strippers\u2019 cocks were\nso much bigger. We were getting better. We were regularly catching cocks in\nlady\u2018s night.\n\nWe were in the club again. The first special came on and everyone threw her\nloop. Alicia caught the cock and a second later, another blonde caught the\nballs. They had a tug of war. The guy was down on the floor, twisting in pain\nbetween them. The club was in an uproar. Everyone was either cheering for\nAlicia or that blonde. Half way through the song, the blonde jerked the balls\noff. The ball sac flew back and hit her face. The cheering was thunderous.\n\nWe were all in a lousy mood when we went to the hospital. Surprisingly the\nguy, JohnJohn, was OK. He said that he wanted to get rid of his balls for a\nwhile but could not get up the courage to have it done. Now, he could use\ntestosterone patches and last much longer. More importantly, the women did not\nhave to worry about get pregnant by accident. Two days later he was discharged\nfrom the hospital and we invited him to stay with us. We totally lost the mood\nto return to that club. The love making was a lot more leisurely. JohnJohn was\nvery popular among the strippers and many of them visited, and stayed for some\nlove making. He was right. He could get it up as hard as it could be with the\npatches, and lasted a lot longer without balls.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "High Heels (straight)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "She warned me what she would do if she caught me cheating again, but I never\nthought she would go through with it. My girlfriend is a very hot and kinky\nlady and I don't know why I cheat on her but..... She was out of town and when\nshe got back she found out I had slept with one of her friends. ( a Kate Moss\nlookalike, how could I help myself) I told her I was sorry and it would never\nhappen again, all the usual bs. Instead of being angry she took me in her arms\nand told me maybe she was leaving me unsatisfied and maybe she was partially\nto blame. Wow, not only was I not in trouble, but also she was getting turned\non. She asked if I wanted to try something new and I said I would love to. Out\nto the garage where she blindfolded me, and tied me to the workmate. (We love\nbondage games so I wasn't worried) She went back into the house and when she\ncame back she took off my blindfold. All she was wearing were black stockings\nand black high heels! My cock stood straight up and she climbed up on the\nworkmate and burried my face into her pussy. I was so busy eating her I didn't\nrealize she had worked her high heels right over my balls. Just when she\nstarted to cum, she dropped all her weight onto my balls. I screamed in pain\nand passed out. When I came to, her and a friend of hers who I always thought\nwas a real bitchy dyke, smiled and gagged me. Now what, thinking it couldn't\nget any worse and then I saw the gigantic hedge clippers in her\nhands........................", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 21, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Nullo Brothers", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Hustler brothers victimize their older johns. Until the tables are turned.", "Text": "` Mike and Mark were brothers and used to be hustlers. They advertised in the\nclassified ads of the local gay tabloid: `\n\n\"Handsome butch brothers. Both uncut tops. Expensive but worth it.\" The pager\nnumber they listed was changed weekly.\n\nThey worked together to prey on older, wealthy guys who could afford two\nhustlers at time and were turned on by being fucked by brothers simultaneously\nin the mouth and ass. They tied up their johns, double-fucked them senseless,\nthen gagged them and shot Polaroids of their victim with various objects\nshoved up his ass...a banana, a broomstick, whatever was handy. Sometimes one\nbrother would piss on the victim, the yellow stream glinting in the light of\nthe camera's flash. They took their time filling their car with anything of\nvalue they could find in the house and left with a warning that they'd send\nphotos to the victim's relatives, neighbors and place of business if the\npolice were summoned.\n\nIt was a lucrative gig, until one of their victims confided to a friend. The\nfriend booked the brothers for an evening appointment. The brothers were\npractically drooling as a effeminate old queen dressed in a silk caftan and\ndripping with gold jewelry met them at the massive front door of his Georgian\nmansion. This would be their best score yet, they thought, eyeing each other\nknowingly. \"Hi boys! Please do come in and we'll all get acquainted over a\ncosmopolitan,\" the older man lisped as he waved them inside with limply\nfluttering hands. He sashayed across the foyer, leading the brothers into a\nwalnut paneled library. \"Please, sit wherever you like.\" The brothers settled\ninto a deep, down-filled damask sofa as their mark moved a tray with three\nglasses and cocktail shaker from a credenza to the cocktail table. One glass\nwas half full. \"I know it's rude, boys, but I started without you.\" He poured\ntwo more drinks for the brothers and raised his own glass in a toast. \"Here's\nto new beginnings. Bottoms up!\" The brothers smirked at each other and all\nthree men downed their drinks in single gulps. \"Woo! I've had my limit,\" the\nolder man said as he fanned his face with both hands, \"but we shouldn't let\nthis go to waste.\" More drinks were poured for the boys. As the brothers\nsipped their drinks, the older man ranted on about how the room was decorated.\nAs he babbled on, the boys began to feel drowsy. Eyelids became heavy. Picture\nlights over the oil paintings seemed to glow strangely in diffused patterns.\nThe chattering of the older man segued into a muffled hum. Then, darkness.\n\nMark came to first. He was on his back, his knees elevated. The light in his\nface was blinding and he tried to turn away. He couldn't move his arms or\nlegs. As he struggled to get free, he saw Mike beside him, strapped to another\ntable, still unconscious, his feet in stirrups. A deep, gruff voice shattered\nthe silence. \"Remember me, boy?\" Mark rolled his head to see his host step\ninto the light, now dressed in full leather gear. \"I'm your next intended\nvictim. The rich old queen. Remember? Well, now I'm your new daddy. The tables\nhave turned, boy. And you boys are strapped to 'em. You may remember my best\nfriend Raymond, too.\" Another figure in leather stepped out of the shadows.\n\"You boys fucked him, humiliated him and robbed him blind. And I bet he wasn't\nthe only one. So, like I said before, 'Here's to new beginnings.' Things are\ngonna change. I mean, REALLY change!\" Both older men roared with laughter.\n\n\"There's just one more friend I want you to meet. C'mon over here, doc.\" A\ntall man in full surgical scrubs, cap, mask and rubber gloves stepped in from\nthe shadows, holding a large hypodermic needle. He grabbed Mark's genitals\nroughly and began jabbing the needle repeatedly around Mark's groin. Mark\nshrieked, begging him to stop. \"Sorry, boy. There's no stopping doc once he's\ngot his mind made up. In a couple of minutes, the anesthetic will kick in. But\ndoc hates to waste any time, dontcha, doc?.\" The doctor laughed under his mask\nas he brandished a gleaming scalpel. The doctor grabbed Mark's scrotum and\nbegan to brutally slice it free. Mark went wild, yelping like a coyote caught\nin the jaws of a steel trap. The doctor tossed the bloody sack onto Mark's\nchest. \"You bagged a big one, doc,\" the leather daddy said as Raymond hunched\nover in a guffaw. Mark felt his balls being pulled hard from his body,\nfollowed by two sharp bolts of pain and sizzling sounds. The stench of burning\nflesh flooded the room. \"Laser. Fast and no bleeding,\" the master explained to\nhis friend. The doctor tossed the bloody balls onto Mark's chest. \"Two\npoints!\" the master yelled, as his friend doubled over in laughter again. \"And\nnow for the main event.\" The doctor grabbed Mark's penis in one hand,\nstretched it away from Mark's groin and thrust a catheter roughly into his\nurethra. Strangely, it didn't hurt much. The anesthetic was taking effect.\nWith all his strength, the doctor pulled his catheterized penis up and away\nfrom Mark's body again, then began to slice around the base. Mark watched with\nwide eyes, frozen in horror, as the doctor slowly slid his big uncut dick up\nand off the catheter. The doctor peeled the foreskin back off the glans and\ntossed Mark's dick onto his severed balls. \"That's a first,\" the master\nchortled. \"Uncut and cut at the same time!\" The master, Raymond and the doctor\nall roared. As Mark's eyes stared into the eye of his dick just inches away,\nhe passed out.\n\nMark and Mike spent the next three weeks strapped into twin hospital beds,\nblindfolded and fed intravenously. Morphine drips kept them heavily sedated.\nThey could feel their sponge baths and the changing of their bandages, but\nlittle else. The brothers could talk to each other, but they were so heavily\ndrugged that the conversations were slurred and seemingly pointless.\n\nAs they came out of their haze, the brothers' blindfolds were removed. They\nwere each handcuffed, but otherwise free to move. Mark rolled over to talk to\nhis brother. \"You all right, man?\" Mike turned and smiled. He had no teeth.\nMark watched as Mike's eyes moved down Mark's body, fixing on Mark's groin.\nMike's jaw dropped and his eyes went wild. Mike lurched up in bed and grabbed\nat his own crotch with handcuffs jangling. \"Oh, god,\" he mumbled. \"OH, GOD!\"\nMark grabbed at his own crotch. There was nothing.\n\nMike and Mark are kept very busy these days by their master and his friends.\nThey are repeatedly fucked raw. From both ends, of course. Mark still resists\nsometimes. He often wears the red stripes of a fresh caning on his ass to\nprove it.\n\nThe master's favorite sport is simultaneously and violently \"pinky fucking\"\nthem in their relocated urethras. Unfortunately, this has made both brothers\npermanently incontinent and means the boys and the basement floor need to be\nhosed down frequently. The houseboy hates it and takes it out on the boys by\nshoving the threaded brass end of the hose up their asses to give them icy\ncold enemas.\n\nAnother unfortunate consequence of the \"pinky fucking\" is frequent infections\nof the brothers' urethras and bladders. It's costing the master a fortune in\nantibiotics.\n\nBut what the hell. It's still cheaper than getting ripped off by a couple of\npricey hustlers.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 116, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gedanken \u00fcber ein neues Leben...", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION, Essay; Peronsal & Anecdotal", "Summary": "This is a german language \"essay\" in which I a describing my personal situation and desires.This ist not the average \"castrate-me-now\"-text, but might be intersting though(!).After long years of hesistation I am positively sure now to do the final step.Mybe I have to find some \"sponsors\" first...In diesem deutschsprachigen Text offenbare ich quasi \"mein Intimstes\", es ist mehr ein \"Essay\" als die \u00fcbliche \"Wichsfantasie\" (womit ich diese auf keinen Fall abwerten m\u00f6chte!).Dennoch lohnt sich das Lesen! Nach langen Zweifeln und einem R\u00fcckzieher bin ich mir mit 36 Jahren jetzt absolut sicher: ich werde geschlechtlos werden!...Ich muss lediglich vorher noch einen \"Sponsor\" finden!(NON-FICTION!)", "Text": "Editor's Note - story text removed because the English translation contained\npersonal data and requested donations for the Author.This link will be removed\nshortly.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 22, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "30 Years a Eunuch", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Vietnam vet recalls his emasculation.", "Text": "I guess im lucky in a way. All the other guys were killed when our chopper was\nshot down October 14, 1967. Somehow i was just badly bruised.i tried to get\nback to our lines but a VC patrol captured me. I expected to be shot on the\nspot but they pushed me along with them.  \n  \nAfter about an hour we reached an underground bunker and what appeared to be\nan officer spoke to the patrol and i was thrown into a small room. i wasnt\nharmed but of course i had no idea what to expect.  \nAfter a few hours i was taken out and brought to another room-inside were two\nwomen and a man.They motioned me to undress-the man had a pistol and for a\nsecond i thought of trying to overpower him but i realized id be dead-too many\nothers and i didnt really know where i was.I did as i was told and undressed.  \n  \nSuddenly one of the women jabbed me with some kind of needle and almost\nimmediately i fely dizzy- they then placed me on a table and started talking\nto each other-unintelligible to me of course.I felt some tugging on my\ngenitals and suddenly a sharp but not unbearable pain..I must have passed out.  \n  \ni woike up-i dont know how much later- and i was in a small clearing in the\njungle.My pants had been put back on-no shirt or shoes.i felt a dull pain in\nmy groin but i didnt understand what had been done.i somehow managed to get\nback near our lines and i was found by South Vietnamese patrol. At the\nhospital i was told the truth-my scrotum had been severed and of course along\nwith it my testicles were gone.The dr tried his best to be positive but the\nshock of it overwhelmed me. i was back home within 3 weeks. i still recall the\nshock of seeing my penis-limp and no balls or sack.  \n  \nI never was able to tell my girlfriend what happened and we soon broke up. My\nsexual desires faded away slowly but totally and they are now a dim memory.Ive\nmade a good life for myself- friends but of course no partner.Ive managed to\nstay somewhat in shape although ive tended to weight and some breast growth.My\npenis is that of a childs.  \n  \nI tried HRT some years ago but it made me anxious and my penis had shrunk by\nthen. All in all i guess im lucky-my buddies are all dead- and i guess given a\nchoice they would prefer to be like me-alive but with no balls. Sometimes i\nwonder why they deballed me instead of killing me- perhaps cruelty or perhaps\nmercy.ill let you decide.  \n  \nthanks for reading.  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "CASTRATED BY THE CONG", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, Other:   War", "Summary": "A young G.I. must witness a Viet Cong General have sex.He then suffers at the hands of the General's two beautiful but very sadistic sex partners.", "Text": "CASTRATED BY THE CONG\n\nIn 1968 the country of Vietnam was full of sex and violence.\nSex in the way of G.Is fucking whores and females in villages\nsuspected of being Viet Cong. Any woman was fair game to\nsome men. Violence in the way men of both sides sexually\nmutilated their enemy. \nIn Hanoi there was another form of sex and violence. It involved\na Viet Cong army officer named General Van Doc Khe and \nhis two sadistic assistants Mai Ling and Kim. Khe got off \nsexually by having sex with his women in front of a naked G.I.\nprisoner strapped to an X-frame at the foot of his bed. For the \nunfortunate G.I. it would be a night of macabre sex and violence.\nSex performed on the General and violence performed on the \nG.I.\nThe story begins with Mai Ling and Kim walking into the Hanoi\nprison housing dozens of American prisoners. The girls were \nsent there by Khe to select a man for their entertainment this \nnight. All the men were tied along the wall. Mai Ling and Kim\nwere dressed in very sexy attire. Short skirts, stockings and \nheels. Both with low cut tops barely covering their large breasts.\nBoth women walked in swaying their asses and swinging their\ntits. Mai Ling announced that they came to pick a lucky G.I. \nfor a night of sex. However, she said, \u201cwe tell you when you \nget hard dick. We walk in room, we pull cock out of pants of \nsome G.I. If you cock be hard, we cut off balls then cock. All \nthe G.I.s looked at their long bladed castration knives they wore\non their hips. \nMai Ling and Kim slowly walked up to each G.I. Kim said to\nMai Ling \u201cthis man look good for tonight\u201d. Mai Ling said, \u201cyes\nbut look their\u201d. The poor guy had a raging hardon pressing \nagainst his trousers. Most men in their had not had sex for months\nor years and could not help but to get an erection. Kim ripped \nopen the crotch of his pants and a huge erection sprang up. Kim\nleaned up against the soldier and rubbed her nylon encased leg \nalong his cock head. She said,\u201dG.I. like what he see?\u201d He said \nwith a lump in his throat, \u201cyes\u201d. Kim said, \u201cwell me no like what\nI see. Kim pulled his scrotum down hard, whipped out her blade,\nand swiftly sliced through the skin and reproductive tissue of the\nunfortunate man. As blood poured out of his crotch, and he \nscreamed loudly, Mai Ling said with a smile, \u201cman with no balls \nno need dick and she slowly carved off his penis which was still \nsemi hard. A male guard came over with a glass jar filled with \nliquid. The two women laughing placed the severed ballsack and \ncock inside with the newbie eunuchs dog tags wrapped around \nthem. He slowly bled to death as the female castrators \napproached another bound man. Terror filled the room. The \nprisoners knew that these women meant business. They \ncontinued to walk around the room, knives in hand, castrating\nfour more men. They came upon a young 20 year old and said,\n\u201cG.I., This your lucky night. The two women having made their\npoint, and selected their man for the night, escorted him from \nthe room. Kim said to him, \u201cyou ok G.I., you can get hard now,\nwe no cut it off.\u201d All three got into a car, Kim and Mai Ling on \neach side of the handcuffed man. As they sat, their skirts slid up\ntheir crotch and both unbuttoned their tops. Mai Ling took out \nhis dick and balls. He grew hard. Both women smiled. Kim said,\n\u201cYou get hard but no cum! If you cum we cut you like other G.Is\nand make you eat it!!\u201d Mai Ling put her leg against his dickhead \nnow as hard as a rock. He prayed not to cum.\nThis sexual torture lasted about 45 minutes. Pre cum seeped out\nof his pee hole and stuck to Mai Ling\u2019s stocking. She said,\u201dG.I.\npig put cum on my leg.\u201d She took out her blade still wet with the \nblood of her recent castration and put it to the base of his huge\neight inch cock. He tensed and begged her not to cut it off.\nBoth girls laughed and Kim said, \u201cno worry G.I. You no cum.\nAll men get sticky dick when they see us.\u201d She slid her long \nfingernail along his cock head and licked the man fluid off of her\nfinger. The poor guy felt semen churning in his scrotum and he\nsqueezed his prostate gland to block the flow. He was in agony\nand needed release. Both women enjoyed their sexual control of\nmen. \nKim and Mai Ling escorted the prisoner through a long hallway\nand into a plush building. They sat him down to a table and fed \nhim a wonderful meal. He ate a large amount of food. His body \nwas lean and muscular. He was recently captured and in good \nshape. Both women admired his sexy body and huge American\nsized sex organ. \nAfter dinner, they walked him to a dimly lit bedroom. Very \nwell decorated. It looked like a whorehouse. A large bed was \nin the room. At the foot of the bed, was a wooden X frame with\ndozens of straps.Kim and Mai Ling took stripped the prisoner\nof his clothing and tied him to the bondage device. The straps \ncovered both outstretched arms, legs and his waist. They left \nhim there for about an hour. As soft Oriental music played, in \ncame a man also naked. He too was muscular and in good \nshape. He said, \u201cI am General Khe. Tonight you watch me fuck.\nMaybe I let you fuck too, maybe no.\u201d Khe asked the bound \nprisoner when the last time he fucked a woman. The G.I. said\nabout four months ago. Khe laughed and said, \u201ctoo bad G.I.\nall men need to fuck. I fuck many times in last four months.\nDid you rape Vietnamese?\u201d The G.I. said no\u201d.Khe said, \u201c if\nyou fuck Vietnamese you did rape them.We no want American\ncum or babies in Vietnam. You hope I no tell Mia Ling, they\ncut off many American rapist dick.\u201d At that time, Khe shows \nthe prisoner a jar filled with flesh colored objects. A look of \nhorror came over the G.I. Khe said,\u201d you no worry G.I.,\nmaybe I tell them you no rape, you keep dick and go home \nand fuck bookoo women. If I tell you rape, I put your dick\nin this jar with others.\u201d Khe laughed.\nKim and Mai Ling came in topless but still in stockings and \nstiletto heels. No panties. Both stroked the prisoner and he \nbecame rigid. Kim took out her knife and rammed it between\nhis legs barely missing his manhood and into the wood frame.\nShe said, \u201cyou wait for general to cum first. If no, I make you\ngirl, make other G.I.s and Viet Cong fuck you and you suck\ncock. His heavy manhood rested on the knife handle.\nBoth ladies went to Khe on the bed. Their breasts sticking out\nproudly. Kim sucked the Generals cock as Mai Ling put her\ntit in his mouth. In all his horror the prisoner became more \nerect at the sight of the threesome. Both girls glanced at the \nprisoner and smiled. \nThe women did all the work. Kim sat on Khe\u2019s penis and rode\nit while Mai Ling sat on his face and got her pussy licked. What \nthey did next was ghastly. The women got off the bed and took \na jar and dumped the contents onto the Generals body. Penises\ndozens of them, some with testicles still attached. They made \nlove in a sea of mens sex organs. All three were in a sexual\ntrance. Mai Ling and Kim stuffed two of the cut off dicks into\ntheir cunts in a mad sexual frenzy. General Khe could no longer\nhold it in. He yelled, \u201cG.I. RAPE YOUNG VIETNAMESE \nGIRL IN ASS\u201d Mia Ling looked up in rage at the American\nG.I. prisoner. \nWhat happened next was even more sadistic. With a limp cut\noff dick dangling from her pussy, Mai Ling approached the \nbound prisoner with a look of rage in her eyes. The prisoner\nyelled,\u201dNO, NO, NO!!! Mai Ling said, \u201cGeneral Khe no lie!\nI cut off your dick, you no fuck no more.\u201d\nWith that General Khe spewed cum all over Kim\u2019s body in \ngushes of glistening fluid. At the same time, Mai Ling chopped \noff the prisoners cock and balls. The General screamed in \npleasure, the prisoner screamed in pain as blood and cum \npumped in large gushes with each of the mans last heartbeats.\nKim ripped the dick out of Mai Ling\u2019s pussy, and shoved it\ninto the open mouth of the prisoner. \nBoth women fucked themselves with the recently cut off cock \nfrom the G.I. which was still warm until they orgasmed and \nsecreted female fluid all over the emasculated sex organ.\nAll three collapsed on the bed in sexual fulfillment. The prisoner\nslowly bled to death with a strangers cock in his mouth and his\ndetached penis and balls shoved up a Viet Cong bitch pussy.\nSex and violence. It was enjoyed in that chamber of sex and \npain that night over 30 years ago", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 132, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Clitoridectomy Support Group 8 recall and return", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "Author reviews her experience and inspires another", "Text": "Recall and return\n\nI finished the assignment and went back to New York. This time I knew I could\nnever be the same again. I did my job, but my private life had changed\nirreversibly. Since my first visit to Egypt I had found it more and more\ndifficult to masturbate to orgasm. I found myself hard and unsatisfied. But I\nstill did it. This time, I had nothing to masturbate with.\n\nWith nothing to play with at home, I went out more. I even dated. But no-one\ngot beyond the door.\n\nAfter a few months, I got my opportunity. The journal wanted a Middle East\nCorrespondent based there. With my language, I was the obvious choice. I\njumped at it. I let people in the group know and got a flight as soon as I\ncould.\n\nTo my surprise Christine met me at the airport. She behaved like a lost lover\nand embraced me openly. We were in queue getting a taxi into town, when a\nwoman next to us asked if we knew where her hotel was. It was the same as mine\nand we agreed to share a taxi.\n\nWe clambered in. I was in the middle of the back seat with Christine on one\nside the woman on the other. She asked, \u2018Are you lovers?\u2019\n\nSlightly shocked, Christine answered, \u2018No.\u2019\n\n\u201cYou seem so intimate.\u2019\n\n\u201cWe\u2019re just pleased to see each other. Arab women show this kind of emotion to\nother women.\u2019\n\n\u2018But you\u2019re not Arabs.\u2019\n\nI am partly, but I let it pass.\n\nChristine said, \u2018When you\u2019ve been here long enough, you adapt to the culture.\u2019\n\n\u201cI see.\u2019\n\n\u2018Anyway we have a more intimate relationship than lovers could.\u2019\n\n\u201cWhat do you mean by that?\u2019\n\nI chipped in, \u2018She\u2019s my circumciser.\u2019\n\n\u201cI don\u2019t understand.\u2019\n\nChristine put it straightforwardly, \u201cI cut off her clitoris.\u2019\n\nThe woman put her knees together and looked astonished.\n\n\u2018It is another local custom.\u2019\n\n\u201cI\u2019m glad I\u2019m not staying long.\u2019\n\nI quickly set up my office, and got down to work. I found a place to stay long\nterm and found time to renew my contacts.\n\nMarion and Sal invited me over to their place for an evening. In addition to\nthe four residents, there were two other women, Elizabeth and a dark woman I\nhad not seen before. We had something to eat and drink and I was introduced to\nAndrea. Andrea looked at me strangely, as if she had seen me before. She said,\n`You\u2019re a little shorter than you appear.\u2019 As it was the first time we had\nmet, I was baffled.\n\nWe moved rooms and Ibrahim put on a video. \u2018You have to watch this.\u2019\n\nIt began. I saw myself enter the hallway in the centre naked. It was a video\nof my clitoridectomy. Andrea and Elizabeth were both riveted. Elizabeth\u2019s\nnipples gave her away again. Andrea put her left hand between her legs but\nthen just left it there.\n\nI watched myself be tied up and then begin to thrust. At the moment of\nexcision, they stopped the video in a still. I could myself writhing against\nthe ropes. Marion stood up and went to the screen. She pointed to a speck in\nthe middle just at the height of my knees. She looked at me and said, \u2018That\u2019s\nyour clitoris.\u2019\n\nWe made a still photograph of it. We\u2019ll give you a copy.\n\nAnyway, you\u2019ve inspired Andrea. She\u2019ll be performing on Saturday. I hope\nyou\u2019ll be there.\n\n\u2018Is Andrea in a chastity belt now?\u2019\n\n\u2018Yes, I am,\u2019 she blushed.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 67, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Confession of a Pedophile", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, MINOR", "Summary": "", "Text": "A convicted pedophile and murderer tells his story to his new \nmaster in all it's glorious detail. Then his master and his \nmaster's sons fuck him senseless.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 20, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 2, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Waiting for the sun", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "How would you decide if this story would happen to you ? - Please pardon my English. I hope you like the narration nevertheless.", "Text": "I can`t sleep.\n\nSince I lost my job, my biorhythm has changed seriosly. \n\nNo matter how sleepy I am, I stay awake in bed. I have tried zen \nmeditation. You are breathing with your stomach and imagine to sit on \na hill. But it doesn`t have the wanted effect when I try.\n\nSo I lie in bed until dawn. Some sunbeams always find their way \nthrough the old curtain. This is the only sunlight I have seen since \na long time. The sunbeam is wandering slowly in the direction of my \nbed. When I have closed my eyes I feel it in my face when it is \nsliding over my pillow. Then I fall asleep.\n\n...\n\nThis night when I am sitting at the computer someone is knocking at \nthe window. Through the glass I recognize a young woman in dark \nclothes. I open the window.\n\n\"You are belonging to us\", she says. I look around, but there is \nnobody else. \"I saw you every night sitting there\" she says, as if \nthat would be an explanation. \"Always in the night.\"\n\nShe is pale. She has put on dark red lipstick. \"Would you please let \nme in ?\" she asks.\n\n\"What`s your name ?\", I say.\n\nIt is long ago that a woman was in my appartment. I meet no people.\n\nHer hand was sliding along the computer table and she switches off \nthe monitor. \n\n\"I am so hungy\", she says. Her hand on my shoulder she presses me \ndown so that I am sitting on the chair.\n\n\"Shall I call the pizza service ?\"\n\nShe laughs. \"No. I want to nibble at you.\" She knees down between my \nlegs and lays her arms onto them. She opens the zipper, unpacks her \nmeal and licks her lips. \"Oh, you react very fast. Ready to eat, I \nthink. Do you too like a steak when it is raw and bloody ?\" She is \nlooking at me expectantly. Should I say something now ?\n\n\"Oh dear. You never have seen a vampire movie, have you ?\" she says. \n\"OK. I will explain. I am wearing dark clothes, am knocking at your \nwindow deep in the night and ask you to let me in, I have a pale face \nwith dark red lips and unserwingly point to my hunger...\" she says \nduring she is playing with her food.\n\n\"Yes, and... ?\" I ask.\n\n\"The victim shoud be a little bit frightend !\" she says.\n\n\"The victim. That`s me !\" I shout.\n\n\"Now you got it !\" she shows her sharp teeth.\n\n\"AAAAAaaaah !\" In panic I search for something on the table, catching \nthe package of a 3D-Shooter, displaying a cross on the front.\n\n\"What`s the matter ?\" she asks. \"We can play that game after dinner, \nfor an eternity, if you like to. But now let me eat, or I will get a \nnervous stomach. Be patient, or do you think, this funny little \npicture of a cross will save you ? Believe me, it doesn`t. Crucifix, \nsunlight or holy water... It will be only effective against vamps if \nit has a personal meaning to you. Got it, stupid ?\"\n\nDisappointed she is looking at what she planed to be her little snack \nfor this night. \"Oh. To tell the truth I didn`t want to talk my \nsupper could...\"\n\n...\n\nShe decided to love me up later. We are lying in bed together now. I \nam looking at her. Asleep she doesn`t seem to be dangerous. Her face \nis relaxed. She sighs, maybe because of hunger.\n\nShe breathes softly onto my arm.\n\nI have been alone too long, and her sentence \"You belong to us\" \nchanges to \"You belong to me.\"\n\nThe sunbeams are wandering in the direction of my bed slowly.\n\n\"...if it has a personal meaning...\" Does she want to sleep forever ? \nWhy else has she given  operation instructions for killing vampires \nto me ?\n\nI imagine as I will wake her up before the sun can burn her. \"I am \nhungry\", she will say then.\n\nI\u00b4m waiting for the sun.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 81, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Way", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Master \\\"corrects\\\" his slave", "Text": "` Limp `\n\nMy name is Zake and I\u2019m a white guy of 34 in the Chicago area. I\u2019ve been with\nmy present master for 4 years now, a new record for me and in all likelihood\nsure to increase substantially. My master has always been into Zen, Buddha,\nextra-anything or what ever that means. Late last summer my master started to\ntalk about the \"learning the way of the Burdizzo\". I did not now what the hell\nhe was talking about. Just after Christmas he came home from work and told me\nnow it is time for me to learn the way. If I didn\u2019t struggle or make a sound\nhe wouldn\u2019t beat me. He bound me to his 4 poster bed tighter than ever before\nand then hooded and gagged me. Making any sound was the least of my worries.\n\nAfter a period of a few minutes I felt him playing roughly with my balls. Then\nI felt the feel of cold steel. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain, but not too bad,\nI felt worst at the dentist a week before. After a minute or so the same was\nrepeated on the other side. I could only grunt into the gag. A blanket was\ntossed ove me and I was then I was left for a half hour or so. There remained\na nauseating and very heavy heavy ache in my groin. My master then came and\nturned me over and I was re-tied and fucked.\n\nIt has been 2 months now and I have learned the way of the Burdizzo well. The\nBurdizzo is very powerful and the way is most enveloping and for everlasting.\nI am now a devout disciple of the Burdizzo. As I am a kept man of no means of\nsupport, I remain fully in my masters care. I turn over on my tummy and spread\nmy leg on my masters command as always. I watch the seconds tick by off the\nbedroom clock until my master releases me. He no longer worries about me\nindulging in any abusive practices while he is away. I have learned well the\nway of the Burdizzo, The \"way\" reaches into your very soul, is very strong but\nnot necessity good by any means by my account. I can only strongly recommend\nto any master that they have their mates learn of the way of the Burdizzo.\nLately he has started talking any learning the way of the electro-ejactolator.\nI\u2019m a little bit scared, should I be?\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 30, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mehemet II", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Second is a series of accounts by a surgeon in the court of the Ottoman Empire.", "Text": "` The Duties and Pleasures of the Court Surgeon \u2013 Part II `\n\nOnce again let me introduce myself. I am Ahmed, surgeon for Sultan Mehemet. As\nwell as the regular duties which a surgeon is expected to perform, there are\nthose special ones which are the subject of these accounts. Now some say that\nI take pleasure in pain. That may be so. But I am also very skilled at my\ncraft, and I have considerable status as a result.\n\nMy patient today is to be a very special one indeed. He is the one of the\nSultan\u2019s favorite bed boys. A certain few of us know that sometimes His\nHighness tires of the harem and has a boy brought to his chambers for his\nenjoyment. But this boy is starting to mature and His Highness wants to keep\nhim sleek and smooth for a while longer. Furthermore he was seen feeling the\nbreasts of one of the young servant girls. So he is being sent to me.\n\nMy house and surgery are only a stone\u2019s-thrown from Topkapi Palace. It is mid-\nafternoon and two of the palace retainers have brought him to me. He is a\nbeautiful boy with olive skin and long curly hair. His lips are full and his\ncheeks still smooth \u2013 the way His Highness wants to keep him! He is familiar\nwith sexual games and they have not told him why he is here. So I proceed with\nthe deceit. First I blindfold him \u2013 he thinks this is a game. I remove his\nouter garments and when I turn him around he thrusts his buttocks toward me. I\nam sorely tempted to take him \u2013 but I do not dare. Would that I could feel his\nlips and tongue on my cock. And spread those golden buttocks to sample the\ndelights found between them. But he is to return to the palace. And someday\nhis tongue will tell what happened here. Then I would be the one stretched out\non my back with my legs spread for the castration knife!\n\nSo I take his hand and lead him to my surgery. As we go I untie his loincloth\nand it falls behind him. He opens his legs willingly as I lay him back on the\ntable. He does not resist as the surgical cuffs go on his arms and legs and\nthe restraining band across his belly. He has been a toy for the Sultan\u2019s\npleasure and that of his guests So he suspects nothing.\n\nI had another of these boys in my surgery a few weeks ago. One of the Sultan\u2019s\nguests wanted him screaming as he was fucked. So once he had his cock in the\nboy he grabbed him by the balls and squeezed. They said they could hear him\nshrieking down the hall. A testicle burst in the man\u2019s hand, and I had to\nremove it.\n\nI take the soap and water to cleanse him thoroughly \u2013 for the surgery of\ncourse. I bring warm water and lather my hands with soap. My hands soap his\nbelly and his sexual organs thoroughly. The warm water and the soap and my\nhands make him erect. So this is why His Highness wants him gelded. He is\ndeveloping male urges. The Sultan wants him passive, like a girl, on his back\nwith his legs pulled up. Or on his belly with his buttocks thrust upward to be\nsplit by the cock. Not growing hair and trying to screw the servant girls! I\ntry his anus. It relaxes easily letting my finger in, then tightens around it,\nsqueezing. He is smooth and hairless. He knows how to take a man. My own cock\nis hard wanting to fuck this boy. But I cannot.\n\nAs I check and wash his sexual organs I will explain why he is here. My\nfingers find his testicles to make sure they have descended into his scrotum.\n\n\u201cWelcome my boy. I am the Royal Surgeon. His Highness has decreed that you are\nto be castrated\u201d.\n\nWith these words his cock starts to shrivel! Suddenly he understands and\nbegins to wail.\n\nHe pleads with me, as I knew he would. He offers me his mouth. He will lick my\ncock. He will kneel between my legs, take my balls into his mouth and suck\nthem. I can come in his mouth. Or he will bend over for me. Don\u2019t I want his\nass? Men like how tight he is and squeezing his balls. He begs me\u2026\n\n\u201cPlease don\u2019t cut me, please. Please fuck me \u2026 please just fuck me.\u201d\n\nHe cannot see me because of the blindfold, but his tongue comes out and his\nmouth opens. His tongue licks, he begs for my cock to suck\u2026\n\n\u017aou can hurt me. Please\u2026squeeze my balls and make me cry. You can slap my face\nwhile I suck you. Please fuck me. Please hurt me. Please Master, please don\u2019t\ncut my balls off.\n\nInstead I touch his cock with the cold steel of the knife, and he begins to\nscream. His testicles are drawn up tight to his body. I find them with my\nfingers and pull them away. It is time! I will explain each step in the\nsurgery to him as I perform it.\n\nI remove the blindfold so that I can watch his face during my work, and so he\ncan see the man that is taking away his masculinity. I let him watch as I take\nthe stone and put a keen edge on my surgical knives.\n\n\u201cFirst I slit open your scrotum\u201d, I explain. He tries frantically to pull away\nfrom my hands reaching between his legs. But of course the restraints hold him\nfixed and helpless. I stretch his scrotum and slit it top to bottom. The\nmuscles in his thighs and belly flex beautifully in his pain.\n\n\u201cNow I am squeezing your nuts out from inside their sack. Ah yes, they are\nnice and white. I don\u2019t cut your nuts. Just the cords.\u201d\n\nHis testicles lie on my hand, and I stretch the cords. Such a beautiful boy!\nDid His Highness ever milk his semen from him? He did touch that girl\u2019s\nbreasts. He is probably too young to have spread her legs. Perhaps he has a\nsister who showed him her body. Now he will pleasure only men.\n\nTears stream down his cheeks and he cries pitifully as I raise the blade to\nhis genitals again. A slice of the knife, a loud cry from the boy, and he is\ngelded. I hold his severed testicles up for him to see though his tears.\n\nThey will bring him back in two weeks and he will lie here again. I will check\nhis empty \u2018purse\u2019 and ensure that the wound has healed. Then I will pronounce\nhim fit to again service the Sultan and his guests. Perhaps I have done him a\nfavour. No man will ever again squeeze his balls to hear him scream.\n\nTonight I will require satisfaction. I will have one of the young captives\nthat I have not yet cut, brought. There\u2019s a boy of about thirteen that I have\nbeen teaching how to service me properly. But he is becoming boring. Perhaps I\nwill want to hear him screaming as I fuck him\u2026\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 111, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration Deduction", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Crime-Fighting Irregulars", "Summary": "*****", "Text": "` `\n\nHolmes desperately needed a new case.\n\nTwenty-three dead Indians. The last nearly so.\n\n\"I buy, you fly,\" Holmes told Watson.\n\n\"How many pounds Sterling in a Euro?\" Watson wondered to himself as he took\nthe notes from Holmes and headed to a Paris bottle shop. They were vacationing\non the continent and francly were having a hard time staying current with the\ncurrency.\n\nBut Watson secured the case. Ice-cold Budweiser was Holmes' current brew du\njuor. The famous consulting detective was trying to train himself to think\nlike an American, because he had a meeting with the US Secret Service at\nmidnight at the entrance to the Louve.\n\nHolmes loved the Louve. He moaned while Watson sucked his cock under the cafe\ntable, often referring to his companion, in his throes of near-ejaculata, as\n\"Lisa, Lisa, Lisa!\" Holmes never bemoaned his luck that Watson had learned to\ncross-dress from the great American pioneering detective, J. Edgar Hoover.\n\n\nInternationally, the crime fighters had finally cum together to investigate a\nmost singular curiosity, why most detective agencies were mostly full of fags.\n\nAs Holmes popped the cap on the fresh case of Bud, his bud popped into\nWatson's mouth in a spasm so loud it almost caused a scene on the Seine.\n\nHolmes was at the top of is form, and he was sure glad Watson was a bottom.\n\nIt was J. Edgar himself who had given Holmes the stimulating insight on how a\ndetective could have such stimulating insights while being given a really\nstimulating blow job. Watson was not quite as good as Hoover (super-sucker\nvacuum cleaners were named after him, of course), but Watson was there.\n\n\nAs the great sleuth's semen hit the roof of Watson's mouth, the great solution\nhit Holmes. The two answers were right there between his legs.\n\nCastration was the solution!\n\nAnd when I mentioned \"two\" solutions, I was not making the obvious observation\nthat most men have two balls that should be cast off. I was observing Holmes'\ngreat deduction that the implementation of the castration solution could be\nperformed by one with special qualification of profession.\n\nAgain, the specification: Dr. Watson was there!\n\nWatson could sure Suck Cock, but damn, he was also an medical doctor. He was\ntrained and licensed to also be able to Cut Cock!\n\n\nThe Secret Service agents were authorized by Washington to perform whatever\nmethod Holmes would prescribe. His prescription was the conscription of his\nloyal friend and damn-good cock-sucker, Dr. John H. Watson.\n\nSo under the Paris moonlight, and in the courtyard next to I. M. Pei's\npyramid, Watson did not descend into the Louve, but his scalpel did descend\ninto 20 American scrotums.\n\nNow the Scecret Service agents really had a secret.\n\nBeing fags, they HAD left their hearts in San Francisco, but now they were\nsaying good-bye to their gonads in France. Refreshingly transformed from fag\nto eunuch, each agent could finally focus without constant thoughts of\nfornication, the great distraction.\n\nAnd the world-famous French chefs had a new delicacy. A new Julius Caesar\nsalad, \"Gonads in Europa Est.\"\n\n\nSo, the great success of the enlightened world is due because of Watson's\ngreat sucking of Holmes' essence.\n\nOften it took Holmes all night and at least three cock-sucked orgasms (\"a\nthree pipe problem\" is the polite term he used to use) to make his deduction.\n\nThis solution in Paris was one of the quickest and most successful of the\nHolmes-Watson collaborations. Now you know why the good guys will always have\nthe edge, a knife edge so to speak.\n\nBecause of Holmes' great Castration Deduction, the free world has super-sharp\nagents -- because they are freed of the torment of testosterone. The bad guys\nwill always, ultimately, fail the test, because the evil nuts, usually, keep\ntheir evil nuts.\n\n\nClassy Bitch enjoys talking with and about eunuchs. She thanks eunuch.org for\nits courage, insight, and foresight on circumsizing more than just foreskin.\nShe says bravo to those brave enough, those with balls enough, to sing \"Bye\nBye Balls\" in soprano. She'll even play the piano.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration Quickie One", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "You awaken in a dungeon and meet two mysterious women, one of whom tortures and destroys your testicles", "Text": "` When you awake, you are lying on a cold stone table in a dungeon. The light\nshining on you is unpleasantly intense. You notice that you are naked and that\nsomeone has shaved off all your body hair. Your cock is half-hard and you\nhaven't seen it so naked since you were ten years old. `\n\nYou hear approaching footsteps and you look down between your legs to see two\nwomen emerge from the shadows, a brunette and a blond. Both are naked except\nfor brief vests and high-heel boots, all made of black leather. The brunette\nappears to be about 5'7\" with 36D-28-36 measurements, the blonde about 5'11\"\nwith 34DD-24-34 measurements. Instinctively you understand that the shorter,\nmore robust one (me) is in charge and the taller, slimmer one with bigger\nboobs is some kind of assistant. In a moment we are at your sides, gazing into\nyour eyes.\n\n\"Who are you?\" you ask. We do not answer.\n\nYour pulse quickens and you try to rise, but something restrains you. There\nare no straps but something that feels like a thousand hands holds you in\nplace. You can only writhe and struggle. We laugh unkindly at your\npredicament. Fear creeps down your spine, and, to your frustration, raises\nyour dick to full mast. The effect is not lost on us. My assistant wraps her\nmanicured fingers around your shaft and squeezes.\n\n\"What are you going to do to me?\" you ask.\n\n\u201cYou\u2019ll find out soon enough,\u201d I reply.\n\n\"Go ahead,\" I whisper to blondie, brushing my hand across her midriff.\nContinuing to hold onto your dick, she drives her fist into your testicles.\nYou scream in agony as she begins to masturbate you and grind your balls with\nher knuckles. You feel the round bones tenderizing your nuggets and the precum\ndribbling from your glans like water from a leaky faucet.\n\n\"Please stop it,\" you gasp. \"PleezOHpleeeez.\u201d\n\nBlondie lets up and climbs onto the table. She is looming over you. I press a\nbutton beside your head that you hadn't noticed before, and a cold, lubricated\nshaft force itself into your asshole. You feel a knob of some kind press\nagainst your prostate, then an electric current convulses the hidden gland,\ncausing you to spurt your sperm in staccato bursts like a drinking fountain.\nThere\u2019s no orgasm\u2014it feels like pissing.\n\nBlondie turns her back to you, giving you a great view of her\n\nwell-formed ass. She stands on her tiptoes and raises her heels above your\nballs.\n\n\u201cOh shit,\u201d you mutter, realizing what is about to happen. \u201cNo . . .\n\nPlease,\u201d you groan, but to no avail. Blondie brings her heels smashing down on\nyour cum-tender kiwis. The last thing you feel before you pass out is the\nrupturing of your testicular walls.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Simon Compendium Updated V4.0", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES, MINOR, enemas, circumcisions, great adventures!", "Summary": "The latest update to <U>The Simon Compendium</U>, including information from \\\"<U>Simon\\'s Revenge</U>\\\".&nbsp; Any glitches should be addressed to <A href=\\\"mailto:paolo@eunuch.org\\\">paolo@eunuch.org</A> .", "Text": "`\n[http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/S/ea_190256the_simo.htm](http://web.archive.org/web/20081112095931/http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/S/ea_190256the_simo.htm)  \n  \nOne more click, just above!  \nThanks.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 14, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Chocolate Factory", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Ever wonder where chocolate covered raisins and malted milk balls come from? Inspiration from Ezra Morro. Thank you so much and blessed be!!!", "Text": "` The chocolate factory looked just like a regular candy plant from the street\nbut everyone that worked there knew so much more. `\n\nBrett saw the ad in the classified section of the daily paper.\n\nFREE TOURS OF CHOCOLATE FACTORY. NO APPOINTMENT NEEDED\n\nPartly out of curiosity and partly because of his love for chocolate, he got\nin his car and drove to where the factory was located. He parked his car and\nwent inside to the front office. A fantastic looking blonde, very well endowed\nin the cleavege department, looked up at him.\n\n\"may I help you?\"\n\n\"I'd like to take the tour\" Brett said, wondering what went on in a candy\nfactory.\n\n\"Oh! OK. Let me get the supervisor for you.\" The girl disappeared into the\noffice and reappeared a few minutes later with a drop dead gorgeous redhead.\n\n\"This is the supervisor Tammy.\" With that, Tammy took Brett by the hand and\nwas leading him into a meeting room where five other young men sat, apparently\nalso awaiting a tour.\n\n\"Ok gentlmen, you can follow me now.\"\n\nBrett eagerly followed Tammy, along with the other guys, into the double doors\nto the factory.\n\nTammy lead them along, explaining what the huge machines were and what they\ndid. They then came to a locked room that Tammy unlocked for them.\n\n\"This, boys, is our special room. Where extra special chocolates are made.\"\nThey followed her into the room and immediatly the door was slammed behind\nthem by two large Amazon looking women. Tammy turned around with an evil smile\non her face.\n\n\"This is where we make chocolate covered cherries and malted milk balls.\" she\nsaid with a laugh. The men, including Brett, could not respond, for they had\nbeen breathing not the aroma of chocolate, but a sweet smelling nerve gas.\n\nWith that, the men were stripped of their clothes and loaded onto a large\nconveyor belt. They couldn't move for the nerve gas had paralized them. But\nthey were still fully aware of what was happening to them. Tammy pushed a\nbutton and the conveyor started moving with a jerk. Brett noticed in front of\nhim there was a large claw with sharp teeth. Helplessly, he watched as the\nclaw opened up and clamped down on his balls. Unable to make a sound, he\nscreamed in his mind. The claw deposited his severed twins, ball sack and all,\ninto a giant vat of boiling chocolate.\n\nNext, Brett came upon a series of blades. Just as his dinker was underneath\nthe blades, they came down, one right after another, and severed his dick and\ndiced it into little pieces. A seperate conveyor took the dick pieces into a\ngiant oven and closed the door as his dick roasted. Once they were completely\nroasted, they exited the other side where they were coated in chocolate.\n\nAfter the men were relieved of their family jewels, they were then hynotized\nand told they would not remember any of this. Then they were instructed to\nleave the plant.\n\nThe next day, Brett woke up dazed. That was the most fucked up dream I ever\nhad, he thought. He pulld the blanket off of himself and saw he had no goodies\nleft. Panicking, he started to pick up the phone to call the police and\nnoticed a box with a red ribbon around it on his nightstand. He opened it and\nsaw that it was a box of chocolates. on the lid there was a note.\n\nDear Kind Sir,\n\nJust thought you'd like to be the first one to sample our newest candy,\nchocolate covered penis pieces and chocolate covered testicles, curtesy of\nyou.\n\nEnjoy!!\n\nTammy.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Max is taken", "Tags": "TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Other:  forced slavery", "Summary": "Max plays on-line...loses his balls his cock his freedom", "Text": "Max was just kidding. \n\nhe had been correponding with a Woman over the internet for almost 6 \nmonths.  She started to get kind of sexual...so he played along.  \nOne day She starting dominating him and he played along.  It made \nhim excited.  \n\nShe then was telling him how she was going to take his balls and put \nthem on her mantlepiece. He was getting off on all this.  She asked \nhim would he like this and he agreed.  After typing this he went \nback to his bedroom and got off.  \n\nThe next day as he was walking to work a van pulled up next to him \nand before he knew it...he was in the back of it tied up and then \nMax was tied spread eagle and a man came in the room. \n\n\"Max, My name is Master Steve though you may know me as Mistress \nRoxanne.\", the man said.  Max was in shock but was tied and gagged \nand could not move.  \"I am here to take the manhood that you gave to \nme\"  \n\nFirst there was a needle into his sack..then Max awoke home in bed \nwith no balls.       \n\nA few weeks later Max was taken again and when he awoke at home he \nhad no penis.\n\nA few weeks after that he was taken and when he awoke he was a \nlive-in whore slave to an army batallion in South America.  Max \nspent the next few years sucking cocks and getting fucked by all.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cockles of His Heart", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, EXTREME FEMDOM; SNUFF", "Summary": "<SPAN style=\"FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA\">Gretchen\u013as Fantasy \u016f</SPAN>", "Text": "` `\n\nThrown to the alligators.\n\nThrown into a dumpster.\n\nThrown down a volcano.\n\nThen there\u013as her basic and enhanced versions of drowning \u016f etc.\n\nShe\u013as run through about every deadly scenario she can dream of for the act and\ndisposal.\n\nSooner or later, Gretchen will live out her fantasy to kill a willing man.\nShe\u013as gotten bored with kinky things that would shock the rest of the world \u013e\nmaybe even the whole fucking universe for all we know.\n\nNow, it\u013as knives. Kind of a _Kill Bill_ theme. Kind of a time for her to be at\nher utmost un-kind.\n\nAfter all, she should get full use of each of those super sharp chef\u013as cutting\ntools she recently ordered from that Ronco guy on TV \u013e just three easy\npayments of $13.33 and now she can \u00f4cut all day,\u00f6 according to the convincing\nad.\n\nJust like cocks, cunts, tits and nipples, her new stainless steel cutlery came\nin all shapes and sizes.\n\n* * * * *\n\nMost think it will be her long-time-slave, Steve. Monthly, the rich and\nyoungish and handsome and high-pressured LA lawyer flies east, and she flies\nwest from her ivy league college near Boston, meeting for extreme dom sessions\nin Vegas.\n\nHundreds of times, he\u013as begged her to drown him. She\u013as come close, but always\n(so far) she decides to revive him after their asphyxiation games.\n\nShe\u013all find some abandoned little wedding chapel, the kind that has been\nlittering Vegas for decades. Like I said, like a _Kill Bill_ theme.\n\nShe\u013as blonde like Uma, but Gretchen is much prettier. Only one flaw: she\nsmokes. Her sultry voice is turning to sand paper, but she doesn\u013at have a lot\nof time to talk because there is usually a fresh black cock parked, but\npumping, down deep through her lovely lips.\n\n(No wonder she\u013as so tight-bodied \u013e not an ounce of fat anywhere on that\nusually-naked display of feminine perfection. Probably the all-protein diet of\nblack-cock cum.)\n\n* * * * *\n\nSteve will be bound naked at the altar, with one hand tied hard to his hard\ncock, like a rodeo cowboy grabbing the saddle horn for the ride of his life\n(or death in this case).\n\nNo gag.\n\n* * * * *\n\n_Sweet Screams Stevie! \u016f How Long Will He Scream?_\n\n* * * * *\n\nShe\u013all peel. She\u013all fillet. She\u013all dice. She\u013all slice.\n\nAmazingly able to concentrate through screams louder than the ass-end of an\nF-15 on carrier takeoff, she\u013all slowly and carefully carve her way to her\ncoronary goal.  \n  \nDazed and agonized beyond belief, he's still beating his meat as he looks down\nat Gretchen's naked blood-soaked beauty. Her cute little hands are dripping\ncrimson as Steve's little organic pump is held gently while still beating\naway.\n\nWith one of those special blades that were surely made more for cock sawing\nthan for turkey carving, she slices off Steve\u013as little organic genitals.\n\nHis last meal. His last meal is him.\n\nShe shoves his newly freed cock and balls down his hatch \u013e and then shoves his\nnewly severed heart up her snatch.\n\nThat four-valve human vibrator keeps pulsating. Or is it the Richter-scale\ntremors of her own pussy cumming and cumming and cumming?\n\n* * * * *\n\n_Then she must be going.  \n\n  \n  \n  \n\n_\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 50, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Master Santino--6--Punishment", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Chris gets punished for breaking the rules.", "Text": "` It was a couple days later before Master Santino decided to use Chris\u2019s\npunishment as an example of how he treated those that broke the rules. In\norder to be effective he needed to make it public and painful. He needed to\ndiscourage others from even thinking about messing with him. `\n\nIt took a little time, and a lot of money to quiet daddy, but the fact that\nthere was a couple of more sons in the family helped matters. Basically Chris\nhad been sold into slavery.\n\nOn the night of the party Chris had enjoyed himself with many young men and\nhad bragged all night long that he was the one that had unmanned the slave and\ntossed the slave\u2019s balls into the ring. He was very proud of the fact. Toward\nthe end of the night he was given a goblet of the \u2018best wine in the city for\nthe best stud\u2019. It was laced with drugged and he awoke 24 hours later naked in\na cell.\n\nSince then he had been treated with respect but was not told the truth. He\nthought that he was just in the cell until things got straightened out. After\nall he was rich, 24, and a sexual animal.\n\nHe was taken from his cells and his hands were bound behind him. He was\nwondering why they had not brought his clothes but figured that they just\nwanted to view his ample cock and large low hanging balls. There were four\nguards that were accompanying him. As they came to a door, they stopped and\nquickly gagged him. He now knew that he was in trouble.\n\nMaster Santino stood with his main dungeon master Leonard, who Santino called\nLen. Len was a massive guy, a little over six feet tall but thick and\npowerful. His size intimidated most of the men he came into contact with. Most\nmen prayed that they never came under his control as he would ground boys into\ndust with his large feet. However only Master Santino knew that he was a very\nintelligent man and was paid very well for his work. Today he was dressed in\nblack which barely held his body and with Master Santino dressed in white he\nlooked like evil incarnate.\n\nThe two were outside on the steps of the arena with some tools of the trade.\nWord of this punishment had been spread to the city and a large number of\npeople were there to see the show. The door opened and Chris was led out into\nthe sunlight. He was led before the crowd.\n\n\u201cChris, you broke the rules of THE ARENA and were warned. You then broke them\nagain. The rule you broke now determines your punishment. You will leave this\nsquare a eunuch.\u201d Chris tried to protest and struggled to get free. The gag\nstilled him and the four guard had no trouble holding him.\n\nLen moved before Chris and slowly lowered his hand to the doomed balls. He\ntook a cord of leather from his side and quickly tied the balls. He then\npulled the soon to be eunuch to an anvil that was placed at groin level. A\ncouple of quick ties and the balls were attached to the top of the anvil. Len\ndid not moved quickly but with a purpose. There was also no emotion. It was a\njob. He went over and picked up a large sledge hammer. He moved over to the\nanvil and on one end with a full swing he hit the anvil next to the balls.\nCLANG. The sound echoed the square.\n\nMaster Santino ordered the gag removed and Chris started cussing, threatening,\nand begging. When none of those worked he started worked he kept talking.\nMaster Santino ignored him and would have continued to ignore him but one\nstatement caught his attention. It was \u201cIf you are going to take the balls why\nstop there little man.\u201d Master Santino lifted his hand and said one word.\n\u201cOkay.\u201d\n\nHe then turned and left the area. Len set down the hammer and pulled another\ntwo cords from the supply on his side. With one he wrapped the cock and balls\nvery tightly and pulled tight. This cut off the blood flow and would prevent\nChris from bleeding to death.\n\nThe second went around the cockhead and tied down. The cock was laying on the\nanvil next to the balls. Len then picked up the hammer. It was a very large\nsledge hammer and Len was a master. A full two handed round house swing and\nthe hammerhead hit the right ball and smashed it to nothing. Several things\nhappened. Most men watching let their hands go to protect their own balls.\nChris screamed and fainted. A jug of water was thrown in his face to awaken\nhim. The guards held him so he did not fall.\n\nBut the most frightening thing is that Len smiled. It seemed the sun went out.\nHe then followed up with two more blows which now smashed the cock and last\nball.\n\nPulling a knife from its place, Len removed the remnants and then motioned the\nguards to toss the eunuch down the steps. The punishment was over and Len\nturned and left.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 69, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gymnast cut", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Female circumsicision", "Summary": "Real story from forum.", "Text": "` Gymnast cut. `\n\nBoth my sister (actually half sister) and I are into gymnastics in a\n\nbig way. It's a center of out life and interest. My mom was into\n\ngymnastics too when she was young. We are not quite up to O;ympic\n\nlevel but just below and doint real well. A great many girl gymnasts\n\nare cut. This is one of the best kept secretes. It is also I am told\n\ntrue for figure skaters but I am not sure on that. Anyway my mother\n\nwas never cut, in her days thty didn't do that. My sister was cut\n\nwhen she was fourteen. We gymnasts dvelop late with dieting and loads\n\nof exercize and training. She didn't get her first period until\n\nalmosy foutteen and was rela flat chested too. But she masturbated a\n\nlot and mother was worried about her spending all the extra energy on\n\nthat. Also she had big labia and her gym clothes didn't fit so good\n\ndown between her legs. So mom persuaded her to get cut. She took her\n\nout of the country (I am not supposed to tell where but you can guess\n\nI'm sure) and had it done in a clinic. She had anasthesia and no\n\npain except while healing especiall when she was peeing. They did a\n\ncomplete job on her, clit, labia, the works and she thenstipped\n\nmasturbating because it was no fun. And whatever the reason, the fact\n\nis that her marks in competition immediately went up by half point or\n\nso. After that i wanted it done too and I got it done when I was 9.\n\nIt was in the same clinic and not pain with surgery but it hurt\n\nquite a bit after for maybe 2 weeks especially peeing although I had\n\na catheter first fora few days. I think I am much prettier down\n\nthere, it's all so smooth and the clothes fit better. I am now 13 and\n\nhave normal period but of course I don't know what orgasm is like but\n\nboth mom and my sister say it's not such a big deal and in any case I\n\nlove gymnastics more than anything else.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 27, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "St Andrews Cross (Part 1)", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, BODY MODS", "Summary": "Andy\\'s story begins...", "Text": "` \u201cYou look good this evening Boy!\u201d the man in the black mask laughed. `\n\nAndy didn't dare move.\n\nHe hung there. The strange metal cross that wrapped around his arms and legs,\nsuspending him was a vicious device.\n\nIf he moved small sharp needles pricked his already battered body.\n\nAndy's tormentor stood back from his victim.\n\nThe spotlight penetrated the gloom of the cellar. illuminating his victim.\n\nHis latest boy hung in his cross. The device was quite simple really. A box\nthat fitted around the victim's arms and held them straight out from his body\nin a T shape and similar boxes that held the victim's legs out at angle.\n\nThe boxes contained rings of needles hidden in foam rubber that encompassed\nthe victim's limbs. If the victims stayed perfectly still he was held\nuncomfortably, but relatively pain free.\n\nIf he moved the needles bit painfully into the victim's flesh. Many a boy had\nlearnt to respect the pain this device could bring.\n\nHe moved a stool into position and sat in front of Andy's genitals. Andy's\nlarge circumcised cock and balls hung unfettered.\n\n\u201cNow boy this little device is guarenteed to give you pain and me immense\npleasure!\u201d He said as he picked up a small metal device from the tray attached\nto the stool.\n\n\u201cLook down PUNK!!\u201d the man screamed at Andy, who reluctantly did as he was\ntold.\n\n\u201cNow watch what is happening!\u201d The man said as he pulled Andy's soft dick out\nfrom his body as far as it could go. The touch of the man's leather gloved\nhand repulsed Andy. The feel of that glove always brought more pain.\n\nThe man placed a cock ring over the head of Andy's dick , pulling Andy's balls\nthrough. A rod came straight out from the top of the ring and ran along the\nupper-side of Andy's dick. To this rod were attached adjustable rings. The man\npulled again on Andy's dick, wrenching it out from Andy's body so hard that\nAndy felt his cock was being pulled from his body. The man began closing the\nrings, starting with one right behind Andy's cockhead, thus keeping Andy's\ncock at its painful extension. Then one by one the rings were closed around\nAndy's dick.\n\nThe man smiled at his victim. \u201cBoy, this has not finished.\u201d With that he took\na key and began tightening each of the rings. Andy screamed as each ring was\ntightened until his cock was squashed into a long finger of intense pain.\n\n\u201cNow let\u2019s see how those balls feel.\u201d The man fondled Andy\u2019s unprotected\nballs.\n\n\u201cVery nice, but I do think they need some work don\u2019t you?\u201d\n\nAndy looked down through tears from the pain pulsing through his body from his\nimprisoned dick, at his doomed testicles.\n\n\u201cAnswer me!!!\u201d The man exclaimed.\n\n\u201cYes sir.\u201d Said Andy meekly.\n\nThe man smiled and returning to the tray of metal items attached to the stool\nhe ran his fingers over the series of odd shapes on the tray. The shiny metal\ndevices glinted in the spotlight.\n\nAndy could barely hold back the screams, as the pain from his cock became\nalmost unbearable.\n\nThe man found what he wanted and picked it up. \u201cA pleasant thing this. I am\ntold that the pain is long and deep with this one!\u201d He said smiling once more\nat Andy.\n\n\u201cNow punk, this will hurt\u201d The man laughed!\n\nThe man fitted an extension to the cock ring that looked like a vice. He\npushed Andy\u2019s balls in to the device and began tightening it. It was a vice, a\nball vice. Slowly, with each turn more pressure was exerted on Andy\u2019s balls.\nThe pain seared into Andy\u2019s mind, a deep dull pain that contrasted with the\nsharpness of the needles and the constricting pain of the penis brace.\n\nWhat more could the man do to him, Andy thought\u2026\u2026\n\nTo be continued\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "CASTRATO", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A singer and a poet", "Text": "I do not know why my father had me castrated. There was no reason for it; out\nfamily was not wealthy, but neither were we poor. As I grew older I learned\nwhat it meant to be a eunuch. In the opera house I was adored, applauded,\nworshiped, outside I was merely as mutilated man, a monster. The loneliness\nand unhappiness of castrati is what many do not see. We could love, but who\nwould love us? I resigned myself to a life of loneliness. What else was there\nto do but sing?\n\nI made my professional debut when I was fifteen in an opera composed by my\nbeloved teacher Porpora. It was after the performance at palazzo Torella that\nI met twenty-two year old Pietro Trapassi, the famous poet known as\nMetastasio. There he embraced me a first called me his beloved twin. \"No one\ncan explain the magic of Farinelli's voice capable of delighting princes,\nenchanting men and making women faint!\" We had much in common, and formed a\nclose friendship. Sometimes he would tease that our love for one another might\nbe considered sinful. In 1730 Metastasio went to Vienna as court poet for the\nHabsburgs in Vienna.\n\n~\n\nOn the walls portraits of public figures and the Emperor hung, along with\nlandscapes of Italy. The alabaster fireplace warmed us from the chill night\nair. He handed me a poem to read, one that he insisted I should set to music.\n\"Your music to my poems are expressive, Carlo, graceful, and the legitimate\noffspring of one arrived at supremacy in the art.\" he paused, picking up the\npaper on which he had written his libretto. It spoke of the great love that\nthe Trojan Nisus held for Euryalus, and of how he sacrificed his own life\nrather than allow his beloved friend to go alone to death. The words brought a\nblush to my cheek, and I found myself looking up at Pietro, whose eye was\nprepared to catch mine.\n\n\"Is that not true love?\" he said in a gentle voice. \"Is this not love that two\nmen may share?\" And he bent his head toward mine.\n\nI stammered. \"I was taught that I must not embrace any man with such love.\"\n\nHe took my face into his hands and slowly kissed my lips again and again. I\ncould feel Pietro's hands on my large chest, removing my vest, untying the\nlace cravat that hid my neck that had no Adam \u2019s apple. Before I knew it, arms\nwere moving, hands rubbing at exposed flesh, long fingers fumbling at buttons,\nand all the while moving backwards to the rosewood bed. I kissed harder. No\nthought. Just touch. My body-\n\nI pulled away, afraid of what was happening to me. \"This is impossible.\"\n\n\"I do not mean to make you feel inadequate.\"\n\nI turned away from the man whom I loved above all other men. My body,\nmutilated in the name of art, was inadequate, whether I felt it or not.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Greatest Mistake", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "My Greatest Mistake.  \n  \nI was going for a walk when a young woman, about 25, 5''7\", quite weak\nlooking,  \napproached. She was wearing cowboy boots and a long coat. She, for no apparant\nreason  \nblocked my way. \"Can I help you?\" I asked. \"On your knees Mister\". \"What???\".\n\"You heard,  \non your knees\". \"Dont be stupid. I'm a man. I'm bigger than you, and a lot\nstronger than ...\".  \nThe impact of her boot smashing into my balls, stopped me short. I looked up\nat her. \"That's  \nbetter\" she uttered as she thrust her fist into my face. She followed that by\nanother punch  \nand a winding kick into my stomach.  \nAs I lay on my side, getting my breadth back. I felt her place a choker chain\naround  \nmy neck. As I recovered, she pulled the chain tight and she walked me to her\nhouse on my  \nknees. On entering her house, she locked the door, took off my choker and\nordered me to  \nstrip. I hesitated. She sneared and said \"Come on now, remember you are bigger\nand  \nstronger than me\". We both knew what she meant. I took off my shirt, shoes,\nand socks. I  \nlooked up as I undid my trousers. She grinned. I took off my pants and stood\nin front of her,  \nnaked and very vulnerable. She opened her coat and withdrew a small cane from\nan inside  \npocket. She dropped her coat to the floor. She was naked except for her boots\nand cane. For  \nthe first time in my life I could compare a normal looking male, me, with a\nnormal looking  \nfemale and see a female that looked invincible.  \n\"Erection, please\". I was terrified. I grabbed my cock and stroked it, shook\nit and  \nsomehow got it up. Thank God I thought. She came toward me and said \"Dont\nloose it now\".  \nWith that she swung her cane upwards, right into my balls. My erection died\ninstantly. \"Dont  \nloose it, or you'll loose your cock, Mister\". Oh my God, I grabbed it again,\ncoaxed it  \ndesperatley erect again, only to be caned in the balls again. This continued\nfor about 10  \nmore hits before to my disbeleif my cock stayed erect despite her continued\ncaning.  \nAfter 40 of the best, I was totally unable to move, but my cock still stood\nstiff. I lay  \nmotionless with pain emitting from my testicles, parralising my entire body.\nShe mounted me  \nand rode me for a while. \"Down\" she said. My erection just fell and my cock\nshrivelled to  \nunder a inch in respect for her power.  \nWell, you did well Mister. You managed to pass your penis training without\nlosing it.  \nA big strong man's penis learns that it belongs to a woman. I didn't know what\nshe meant  \nuntil later.  \nFor a week, I couldn't get an erection. I tried and tried. I had to go back to\nher. She  \nwas right. My penis was hers. I no longer had a penis. It obeyed her every\ncommand, verbal,  \nfinger motions, even smiles. She is very open. She has said that if I ask her\nto cut my cock  \nand balls off then she will. She likes to laugh about it every now and again.\nBut until that time  \nI can at least enjoy a little pleasure from the warm feeling between my legs\nwhen her penis is  \nerect.  \nOn my tenth visit, she decided to take me for a walk. She placed a collar\naround my  \nneck. She then grabbed my balls and pushed them tight into one end of my\nscrotum and tied  \nthem in position with a ribbon. She then tied the ribbon to a lead and off we\nwent. I was  \nnaked and on all fours being lead by my balls, through the streets. I could\nfeel my balls being  \nlifted up into the air from between my legs. We went through the grounds of an\nold folks  \nhome. We came across 2 elderely ladies chatting. \"oooh, you youngsters, your\nso much  \nmore adventurous than we were.\" \"You ladies, must have put up with alot of\ncrap from men\"  \nmy mistress responded. \"You could say that\". \"See his balls, give them a good\nkick, go on\".  \nThe first old lady kicked me so hard I collapsed in the mud. The second one\nturned me over  \nand stamped down on my balls and then my cock. \"Oh, thank-you deary - that was\ngreat\". My  \nMistress whisperred something to them and they giggled. I was rolling in agony\non the floor.  \nIt was time to fight the pain and go. She was pulling me along by my balls. I\nwas struggling to  \nkeep up. We got back in the house and I collapsed on the kitchen floor. I\nawoke to the  \nrealisation that I was being hoisted up the wall by my ankles. When I was\nfinally hanging in  \nfree air she attached a noose to my genitals. She said \"Just ask and I will\ncut you down\".  \nWith that she released the ropes from my ankles. \"Oh my god\" I screamed. The\npain was  \nunbareable. Without thinking I shouted cut me down. With that phrase\nresounding around the  \nkitchen, she took her carving knife and cut me down. The pain from my genitals\nstopped and  \nI landed on the floor. I looked up to see my Mistress with a big grin and in\nher hands she was  \nholding my genitals. \"Your free to go\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 94, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "His and Hers Castration Cuisine", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Fine Dining", "Summary": "The high seas provide highly-erotic delights...", "Text": "They met on a Club Dead cruise.\n\nThey weren't no Jerry Garcia fans. Club Dead cruises are not for Dead Heads,\nbut for those who fascinate about Dead Dickheads, and other necro-genital\nfetishes.\n\nThe cruises always head into international waters, Earth's fascinating last\nfrontier with virtually no rules. No rules against no balls, no rules against\nno dick, no rules against gloriously accepting the temptation of the\ncastration fascination.\n\n\nClub Dead is a no-clothes no-time club -- so there actually is one strict\nrule. No nude, no go.\n\nYou should have seen all those tanned bodies on deck in the care-free\nCarribean sunshine. All those cocks and all those balls. Not!\n\nThe ball-less have a ball strutting their stuff, or at least showing off where\ntheir stuff used to be. The penis-less are the Kings of Strut (or Queens,\ndepending on their preference of the moment).\n\nBut, the club is not restricted to those who lost their balls and/or cock. It\nis also open to those who never had no cock or no balls (also known as women),\nif they are supportive of those with, or in the process of, male genital\nreduction.\n\nFurthermore, the men in the club do not have to have lost anything. Yet.\n\nIt is a sure bet that if anyone has anything left to lose, they will leave it\nbehind when they go home. The attraction of the castration fascination is just\ntoo damn fun. Even when the seas are choppy, there is usually a whole lot of\nchoppin' goin' on.\n\nEspecially about an hour before the dinner bell rings.\n\nNo one ever has to ask, because the bell does toll for parts of he. His parts\nare on the menu.\n\nThe sun may rise tomorrow, but the sun is becoming more of an be an exclusive\nriser. With many new eunuchs being made for meals, there will be no more \"also\nrising\" for them.\n\nSuch wonderful meals! -- as most of us already know, having had the pleasure\nof eating all or part of our own cock/ball combos at one time or another. More\nthan anyone, we can appreciate the gastric delights at the Club Dead dinners.\n\n\n\nShe was hungry. He was hungry.\n\nThey were both mesmerized by the fresh catch of crabby lobsters snapping\naround in the elegant dining room's acquarium. We've all seen lobster\nacquariums at restaurants, but I would guess that most have not seen a lobster\ntank quite like this one.\n\nLike ships, the lobster tank has portals. Portals for men with parts left to\nshove those parts right in for Crustacean CBT.\n\nYou would have thought those snappy lobsters, instead of the mostly-homo\nhomosapiens, were the hungry ones. A bare hard cock barely had time to get\nhard when a lobster, or two or three or thirty, would clamp a claw around it.\n\n\nTheir eyes met through the riled-up waters. They were both bent down to get a\nbetter look at a 12-inch cock with a dozen lobster claws clenched damn-hard on\nthe hard-on. They were both equally excited by the scene.\n\nBut for somewhat different reasons.\n\nThe visual stimulation was similarly erotic for both he and she. But he also\nenjoyed a tactile stimulation, because it was his 12-inch cock being tightly-\nsqueezed by the 12 red organic vicegrips.\n\nShe moved around the tank to talk. Small talk about his big cock.\n\n\"Nice cock ya got there,\" she said to break the ice. \"I wish those lobsters\nwould break his balls,\" she thought to herself at the same time.\n\n\"Thank you. Too bad you don't have a cock, because this feeling is fucking\nunbelievable.\"\n\n\"It does look like fun. And it is so erotic and mouth-watering, it makes my\nnipples extra long and extra hard.\"\n\nJust as she spoke the words, she thought, \"Why not? Let's see if a lobster can\ntake a nip or two at my nipples.\" She pressed her large tits into the two\nportals next to her new 12-inch friend, who she was finding as attractive as\nthe lobsters obviously did.\n\nHe looked good enough to eat, she thought. And she hoped.\n\n\"Ready to dine?\" he asked.\n\n\"Just let me have about twenty more lobsters squeeze the shit out my nipples,\nand I'll be ready to eat something, that's for sure.\"\n\n\nAlthough dark, they decided an on-deck torch-lit picnic would provide the\nperfect ambiance for their first date. They brought a bunch of lobsters with\nthem.\n\nShe laughed to herself as they spread the blanket and arranged things for\ndinner. What amused her was the irony that she hated \"clingy\" men, and here\nshe was with 12 lobsters still clinging to her new man's 12-inch member. But\nfair is fair she thought, because she herself still had two lobsters gripping\neach nipple.\n\nThe scene was funny, but also damn erotic. Try walking around acting casual\nwith several lobsters clamping down on something sensitive. It puts one in a\npretty damn good mood.\n\nThe portable pot of boiling water should have had the lobsters snapping out of\ntheir damn good mood, because they were about to be part of the damn good\nmeal. Just for fun, he dipped his 12 clinging lobsters into the cauldron of\ndeath while they were still clinging to his 12 inches. She did likewise with\nthe four on her two tits.\n\nAlthough their death was nearly in an instant, in that instant the lobsters\ngave the best squeeze of their lives. Another thing you really have to try\nsometime, such an ultimate turn-on.\n\nAs the lobsters released their grip and released their last breath, she turned\nto him. \"I'd say we boil your cock right now too,\" she mused, \"but we'll wait\nuntil the claw marks heal a bit. How about boiling your beautiful balls?\"\n\n\"That's why I am here. That's why they are here,\" was his eager response.\n\nShe noticed that he had begun the preparation for his ball departation many\nhours ago. How fortunate. The elastrator band had almost finished its job just\nin time for the main course.\n\nPuffed up like a puff fish, his balls were ready, ready, ready. Steady,\nsteady, steady as he leaned over the lobster pot and eased his scrotum through\nthe steam portal. Perfect fit. Both his balls and the steam were trapped with\nthe simmering lobsters.\n\nShe lovingly sucked his clawed-up cock as his balls cooked up. \"Mind if I\nstart with an apetizer?\" she teased.\n\nNo man refuses a blow job (but then again, some men on welfare refuse all\njobs).\n\nThe last load of his life popped into her mouth just as the pop-off valve\nreleased on the lobster pot. Steam whistled out to signal their meal was\nready. She tried to whistle her approval, but it is hard to whistle with a\nmouth full of boiling semen. Find a willing sea man and try it some time.\n\nThey ate his balls first. He just laid back and let her carve right into them.\nOh, the delicious aroma as she sliced the scrotum and the puff of tasty testes\nfilled the air.\n\nWhen you have a romantic dinner like this, you can appreciate the divine\nreason why men have two balls. He ate, she ate. The division was equal, and\nthe taste was especially divine.\n\nThey mixed a little lobster meat in with the large man meat, both agreeing in\nsensuous silence that this was the best meal they ever had. She deciding in\ncontinued silence that she would provide dessert.\n\nWith the lobster pot still steaming, she pulled her large breasts together and\ninserted both nipples into the steam vent. Another perfect fit. Now there was\na woman who can cook, and be cooked.\n\nTits steamed to perfection, he produced his handy elastrator and placed the\nproper size bands around her boob tips.\n\nHer turn to lay back.\n\nSip, sip on the champagne. Then snip, snip and her two tips top off the pefect\nmeal.\n\n\n\nClassy Bitch is a cocky (but happily cock-less) cook herself.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 104, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My great mistake", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "dont make the same mistake twice - if you can", "Text": "My Greatest Mistake.\n\n\tI was going for a walk when a young woman, about 25, 5''7\", \nquite weak looking, approached.  She was wearing cowboy boots and a \nlong coat. She, for no apparant reason blocked my way. \"Can I help \nyou?\" I asked. \"On your knees Mister\". \"What???\". \"You heard, on your \nknees\". \"Dont be stupid. I'm a man. I'm bigger than you, and a lot \nstronger than ...\". The impact of her boot smashing into my balls, \nstopped me short. I looked up at her. \"That's better\" she uttered as \nshe thrust her fist into my face. She followed that by another punch \nand a winding kick into my stomach.\n\n\tAs I lay on my side, getting my breadth back. I felt her \nplace a choker chain around my neck. As I recovered, she pulled the \nchain tight and she walked me to her house on my knees. On entering \nher house, she locked the door, took off my choker and ordered me to \nstrip. I hesitated. She sneared and said \"Come on now, remember you \nare bigger and stronger  than me\". We both knew what she meant. I \ntook off my shirt, shoes, and socks. I looked up as I undid my \ntrousers. She grinned. I took off my pants and stood in front of her, \nnaked and very vulnerable. She opened her coat and withdrew a small \ncane from an inside pocket. She dropped her coat to the floor. She \nwas naked except for her boots and cane. For the first time in my \nlife I could compare a normal looking male, me, with a normal looking \nfemale and see a female that looked invincible.\n\n\t\"Erection, please\". I was terrified. I grabbed my cock and \nstroked it, shook it and somehow got it up. Thank God I thought. She \ncame toward me and said \"Dont loose it now\". With that she swung her \ncane upwards, right into my balls. My erection died instantly. \"Dont \nloose it, or you'll loose your cock, Mister\". Oh my God, I grabbed it \nagain, coaxed it desperatley erect again, only to be caned in the \nballs again. This continued for about 10 more hits before to my \ndisbeleif my cock stayed erect despite her continued caning.\n\n\tAfter 40 of the best, I was totally unable to move, but my \ncock still stood stiff. I lay motionless with pain emitting from my \ntesticles, parralising my entire body. She mounted me and rode me for \na while. \"Down\" she said. My erection just fell and my cock \nshrivelled to under a inch in respect for her power.\n\n\tWell, you did well Mister. You managed to pass your penis \ntraining without losing it. A big strong man's penis learns that it \nbelongs to a woman. I didn't know what she meant until later. \n\n\tFor a week, I couldn't get an erection. I tried and tried. I \nhad to go back to her. She was right. My penis was hers. I no longer \nhad a penis. It obeyed her every command, verbal, finger motions, \neven smiles. She is very open. She has said that if I ask her to cut \nmy cock and balls off then she will. She likes to laugh about it \nevery now and again. But until that time I can at least enjoy a \nlittle pleasure from the warm feeling between my legs when her penis \nis erect.\n\n\tOn my tenth visit, she decided to take me for a walk. She \nplaced a collar around my neck. She then grabbed my balls and pushed \nthem tight into one end of my scrotum and tied them in position with \na ribbon. She then tied the ribbon to a lead and off we went.  I was \nnaked and on all fours being lead by my balls, through the streets. I \ncould feel my balls being lifted up into the air from between my \nlegs. We went through the grounds of an old folks home. We came \nacross 2 elderely ladies chatting. \"oooh, you youngsters, your so \nmuch more adventurous than we were.\" \"You ladies, must have put up \nwith alot of crap from men\" my mistress responded. \"You could say \nthat\". \"See his balls, give them a good kick, go on\". The first old \nlady kicked me so hard I collapsed in the mud. The second one turned \nme over and stamped down on my balls and then my cock. \"Oh, thank-you \ndeary - that was great\". My Mistress whisperred something to them and \nthey giggled. I was rolling in agony on the floor. It was time to \nfight the pain and go. She was pulling me along by my balls. I was \nstruggling to keep up. We got back in the house and I collapsed on \nthe kitchen floor. I awoke to the realisation that I was being \nhoisted up the wall by my ankles. When I was finally hanging in  free \nair she attached a noose to my genitals. She said \"Just ask and I \nwill cut you down\". With that she released the ropes from my ankles. \n\"Oh my god\" I screamed. The pain was unbareable. Without thinking I \nshouted cut me down. With that phrase resounding around the kitchen, \nshe took her carving knife and cut me down. The pain from my genitals \nstopped and I landed on the floor. I looked up to see my Mistress \nwith a big grin and in her hands she was holding my genitals. \"Your \nfree to go now\" she said.\n\n\tThat was the last I saw of her and my genitals. The other day \nI was walking past the old folks home when the 2 old ladies \napproached. They said \"Excuse me, sonny, but the lady you were with. \nDid she chop it off. Your meat and veg\". \"I'm afraid so\" I replied. \n\"What a woman - she chooped it off\". They walked off into the \ndistance mumbling \"Ooooh she chopped it off\".", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 102, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Almost lost my balls streaking", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n# Almost lost my balls streaking\n\n  \nBy: Streaker\n([streakx14@yahoo.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/mailto:streakx14@yahoo.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT]  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    A woman I was streaking busted my balls. True story.\n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nE](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd [F -\nJ](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd [K -\nO](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\n[P -\nV](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha4.html)\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\n[W -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha5.html)\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\u00dd\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n\nI love to streak. There was a place near by where lots of kids  \nwent to streak. It was like a big wide hiking trail. I went  \nthere to try it. I stripped in a remote part of the trail  \nand hid in the brush. A few people hiked by but were not  \n\"right\" so I let them pass by. After 45 minutes or so, a  \ndrop dead beautiful woman came hiking down the trail. She  \nlooked to be in her 50's but she had a body that wouldn't  \nquit. She had on hiking boots, short shorts, and a braless  \nstrapped tshirt. Her mellons were big and ripe. They hung down  \na little low because of her age but were still great. They  \nbounced and jiggled as she walked. She had long bleach blonde  \nhair. My uncircumcised 7 inch long cock popped up to full  \nerection. She was the one to streak! I could feel the cool air  \non my shaved ballsack as I began my streak. I ran down the  \ntrail with my rock hard cock flopping back and forth against  \nmy legs. By balls bounced even more than her tits. She looked  \nat me and glanced down at my bare package which only made me  \nhornier. She kept walking at the same speed. I ran by her in  \nall my naked glory. I looked back to see her looking back at  \nme. I turned and streaked towards her again. Just as I got  \nto her, she stuck out her foot and I tripped. I fell flat on  \nmy face just past her. My legs were spread like a V. She  \nstepped in between them and gave a hard kick with the toe of  \nher boot right on both my bare testicles. With a loud grunt, I  \nlet out every drop of air I had. I felt like she had kicked  \nmy testicles into my mouth. I doubled over and held myself. I  \ndid this so fast, my legs were past my cock and balls. My legs  \nsqueezed togeather leaving my penis and testicles out in the  \nopen. I gasped and gasped for air. This woman put the flat  \npart of the bottom of her hiking boot right on my ballsack and  \nbegan to push down. The pain was almost too much to stand. She  \nsaid \"how do you like those apples, natureboy?\".She let up  \nand then stepped down again. I let out a grunt with every  \nstep. She pulled her foot off then stompped down on my nuts,  \nhard. The woman stepped back and gave my balls another kick  \nwith the toe of her boot. I don't know how I did it but I  \nwas able to get enough air to squeek out \"please stop\". She  \nsaid OK natureboy. Had enough?\" I squeeked out \"yes\". She  \nwent on her way. I stayed there on the ground for 20 minutes.  \nI was able to move so I crawled off to the woods and hid.  \nQuite a few people hiked by before I was able to make my way  \nbact to my clothes and get home. I almost lost my little  \nboys. She had busted my balls bad. I ended up having to get  \nmedical help. It took me 3 months to get over my bust. My ass  \nwas kicked bad by a 50 year old  \nwoman. Streaker  \n  \n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222952/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 56, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "It's Your Choice", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Boys learn that crime doen\\'t pay.", "Text": "` John Carter silently crept through the brush along the creek that bisected\nhis farm. His destination was a small shed, sometimes used for hay and\nmachinery storage into which he had observed two kids entering a half hour\nago. `\n\nHis property was posted against tresspassing and hunting, but his last visit\nto the shed had revealed some cigarette butts, beer cans, and a oddly stained\nporno magazine. He suspected that the kids were the two who, along with their\nfamilies, had recently moved to a nearby mobile home park. The community had\nbeen a safeand quiet place to live until then, but he had his tires slashed,\nFred Jackson's bird dog had been mutilated just last week, and Oscar Jones'\nchicken house had mysteriously caught fire.\n\nHe smelled cigarette smoke as he approached the shed and the two adolescents'\nconversation drew him, like a magnet, to spy on them instead of just running\nthem off. A broken siding board provided him with a view to the activities.\n\nTwo boys, both about thirteen, were naked. One was lying on his back with his\nlegs apart fondling himself, and the other, with his back towards John, was\nkneeling in front of him.\n\n\"I don't want to do it!\" the kneeling boy said.\n\n\"You have to.\" his companion replied. \" We had a Bet. You said that I didn't\nhave the guts to cut that dog's nuts off. I did and this is your payback for\nlosing the bet.\"\n\n\"I didn't ask you to suck me after I torched that chucken house.\" the kneeling\nboy stated.\n\n\"That wasn't a bet, but a dare, and there is a difference. Besides, if you\nsuck me I'll suck you.\"\n\nThat seemed to settle the matter and the kneeling boy bent forward and opened\nhis mouth. John Carter extracted the slingshot he carried to keep varmits out\nof his garden and let a missile fly, nailing the kneeling boy sqarely in his\ndangling balls.\n\nThe boy let out a choking gasp and rolled into a ball, while his companion\nscreamed and grabbed his beeding bitten cock.\n\nJohn, who had been a rodeo cowboy fifty years ago, quickly bulldogged the\nboys, bound their hads behind them with some discarded baling twine, sat them\ndown, and used more of the twine to secure them by their necks to a stall\ndivider post. He then rummaged around in a toolbox and returned with two hose\nclamps, a pair of pliers, and a six foot length of light chain.\n\n\"You little bastards are about to get just what you deserve.\" he lectured.\"And\nthis won't hurt me nearly as much as it will you.\"\n\nHe then opened a hose clamp passes it through a link of the chain, kicked one\nboy's legs apart, grabbed him by the nuts, and tightened the hose clamp\nsecurely around the screaming boy's scrotum. The free end of the chain was\nthen fed through a gate rail hole in the post and the process was repeated on\nthe other vandal. He finished his work by folding the end of each hose clamp\nover and jamming the threads of the screws to make removal impossible without\ncutting the steel clamps or severing what they secured.\n\nHe then stepped back, surveyed his work, threw the pliers into the far corner\nand called Fre Jackson on his cell phone.\n\n\"I caught the little cocksuckers who nutted your Labrador and burned Oscar's\nchickenhouse. If anyone asks, just say I was with you two playing cards all\nmorning. See you later.\"\n\nHe then went to the boy'd clothes and returned with their cigarettes and a\npocketknife. He cut the twine that secured their hands and necks, helped them\nto their feet, and wedged the knife into the post within their reach. He then\nlit a cigarette, coughed, and tossed it into a pile of loose in the corner.\n\n\"These things are hazardous to your health. You should qiut them.\" he said as\na wisp of smoke rose from the straw. \"Ther's only onr way to free yourselves\nbefore this place burns. Both of you die or live, and one gets to keep his\nnuts. It's your choice. I'll ley you decide which way it's going to be.\" he\nsaid as he stolled out of the shed and headed for Fred's place and a cold\nbeer.\n\nThat's all, folks\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Moonlight Feasting -- Part One", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A willing man offers his manhood for sacrifice to the Female Moon Goddess Selene...seeking her favor and magic gifts. The setting is a coven of women under a full Moon.He is offered up by the High Priestess Tiffany for harvesting.", "Text": "Moonlight Feasting -- Part One, by Aethean\n\nDisclaimer: For Adults Only and only for areas such depictions are \nlegal.  Totally fiction and fantasy and for recreational reading \nonly.  Not intended to\n\npromote or sanction such activity in real life.\n\nIf torture, cannibalism, and explicit erotica offend you...do not \nread this. Please do not repost but by doing so you assume complete \nand full liability and\n\nresponsibility for doing so. This story is free and has some \nredeeming social values...SUCH AS FREEDOM OF RELIGION.\n\n---------------------------------\n\n\n\nBound and helpless I am tied by wrists and ankles to the rigid frame \nof oak. \n\nThe full Moon is overhead and casts shadows\nupon the ground. The Moon the symbol of female power and magic.\n\nIn my nakedness I tremble, but\nnot from the cool night air.\n\nFigures move in the moonlight --\nunmistakedly naked female forms in the night.\n\nThe smell of aroused sex is\nin the air.\n\nVoices, their words not audible, speak and\nwhisper around me...Excited female sounds.\n\nMy manhood as if sensing it's destiny\nextends like a sword of flesh from my\ngroin...foreskin retracts to expose the head.\nMy scrotum hangs low and heavy with the\nsucculent male eggs within.\n\nOne by one and two by twos the\nfemale shapes come close.\nSoft fingers...some bold and some shy\ntouch and feel the offering.\n\nI see dark hair, like a waterfall, cover my\nbelly...\nand I cry out as velvet lips kiss and move\nover me.\n\nThe intense pleasure is interrupted by the cold night air as the first\nwoman pulls back... and another kneels to taste me.\n\nEach mouth is distinct...some very gentle and others very cruel.\nI shudder when I feel my balls swallowed whole...and the threat of\nfemale teeth makes me sweat with anxiety. \n\nA short, thin woman takes my\nload...choking and trying to swallow every drop. Another pushes her\naside to lick my throbbing meat clean.\n\nI am enclosed by the bodies of naked, wanton women, some are moaning and\ntouching themselves...each other. \n\nAll of them compete to take their turn\nat kissing and sucking the meat...nibbling and teasing with sharp cruel\nteeth. \n\nThis must be some very intense wet dream...one I have wished for\nfor all of my life, but never had with such reality. \n\nMy penis tingles\nand spasms and my balls churn with pressure as the females center their\nattentions on them. \n\nMy whole conciousness is centered on my manhood...on\nthe needful women...and what I consentually offered myself to them for.\n\nPain and pleasure become as one...and I cannot stop either...I am tied\nand helpless.\n \nSuddenly in the distance I see a tall beautiful Goddess-like woman, wearing a mask. \nTiffany stands by the fire holding a large knife in her hand!\n----------------------------------------------------------\nPlease finish this Tiffany...you are as my Goddess and you tell me what\nhappens to me. Tell me what I would feel and experience at your\nMoonlight feast. Let your words make my fantasy come alive...an alive\ndream for me.\n================End of Part One==================   \nDo not repost please.   \u00a9", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Indian Eunuch (True) The final blow.", "Tags": "TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Other: Eunuch of India", "Summary": "A story cut from The Metropolitan Newspaper about an Indian getting Castrated against his will.", "Text": "The final blow to my manhood \n\n\nMy name is Shabnam and I am a eunuch. I was not born so...well, \nthis story is about how a young man called Aslam was turned into \nShabnam overnight...through a barbaric operation. The deep gash of \na knife that you see on my face is a recent one. I got it a few \ndays back in a scuffle at the Old Delhi Railway. \nOne customer, a very tall young man, tried to run away by not \npaying me after we had sex behind the public urinals. I was soon \noverpowered by him, though I myself am quite strong. Luckily, a \ncop, who is also my \u201cadmirer\u201d, came to my rescue. As I stood before \nthe mirror at home that night, attending to the bleeding cut in my \nleft cheek with an anti-septic cream, I was suddenly filled with a \ntwinge of pity for myself. Where has Fate brought me? I almost wept \nas I looked at my pathetic, painted face, kohl-lined eyelashes, \nballs of wool in my kameez and a woman\u2019s dress with a red dupatta, \nhanging about me as if on a dressmaker\u2019s mannequin. \n\nContrast this with my image of only three years ago, to which the \nmirror hanging in my old Seelampuri one-room flat has been witness. \nI was a handsome young man of 27, clean-shaven and always dressed \nsimply in a white shirt and black trousers ( my favourite), in \nwhich I would sit for hours at the sewing-machine. I was a tailor \nin Moradabad. Since it was an old, shabby quarter where I had my \nlittle shop perched atop a hair-dresser\u2019s, with whom I shared a \ncommon stairway, all sorts of customers frequented my shop. Among \nthem were a group of hijras who came almost every night, since I \nwas soon hooked on grass and other drugs of which they always had a \ngood supply. As time went by, I didn\u2019t mind even being paid in \ndrugs for the clothes I (or, rather my assistant) sewed for them. \nAnd, they in turn, used my shop, after closing time, as a \nconvenient joint for their drunken get-togethers. \n\nLittle did I suspect how cunningly the clap-trap had laid for me. \nAnd I, the fool I was, myself walked into it. On a pretext, they \ntook me one evening to the outskirts of the city, for a \u201cdrinking \nsession\u201d, persuaded by one elderly hijra ( addressed by others as \nguru of their dham), where they kept me confined in an old, \ndeserted house, feeding me on opium and milk for three days (a \nritual they judiciously follow before the main ceremony). \n\nThen came the night that ruined my life. Under a full moon, dozens \nof colourfully dressed hijras had gathered with dhol-beaters. In a \nstate of drunken stupor, I was brought to a raised mound of earth, \nand even though I was half-conscious the terror alerted me and I \nvividly remember the pounding of the drums and the mad, frenzy of \nthe dancing hijras, as they celebrated another addition (myself) to \ntheir grotesque world. A quack had been hired (for Rs 5,000, I \nfound later on) to deal the final blow on my manhood with a \ndoctor\u2019s blade. It all happened in a flash of a knife. As per the \nritual, I was left to bleed through the night, with some elderly \nhijras having applied a paste of katha and some herbs as antiseptic \non my wounds. \n\nWell, the rest is imaginable. There are certain injunctions we must \nfollow. We must shave every day, make up our faces heavily to hide \nany trace of stubble, practice obscene pelvic thrusts, learn the \nlewd, rhythmic dialect of the hijras and obscene parodies of \npopular film songs and be ready to tear a throat or lift a \nchild...for ransom.\u201d (The conversation was interrupted on the \nroadside, near the Old Delhi Railway Station, as a car glided to a \nhalt, and the man inside beckoned to Shabnam to hop in. And that \nwas the last this writer saw of Shabnam, a victim of such strange \ntwist of fate!) \n\n(As told to Pankaj Tuli)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 78, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fish Food", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Kid brother mistakenly thinks he's doing his 16 year old brother a favor by cutting off his dick.", "Text": "So, me and my buddy were sitting in my room, talking about this and \nthat. It was rather late, and we had just come back from a bar. We \nwere a bit drunk. And our conversation takes a turn towards the \nfantasy side. My buddy tells me all about how his greatest fantasy \nwould be to a long s and m session with a Playboy centerfold, with \nemphasis on cock torture. He asked me what mine was, and I told him \nthat I have always fantasized about a woman cutting my dick off. I \nalways thought that having my manhood chopped off me would be a \ntotally sensual experience, although I could never go through with \nit. I love my penis too much. And I\u2019m quite proud of it, it\u2019s a \nvery attractive penis if I do say so myself. It\u2019s around 8\" fully \nerect, and quite thick.\n\nWell, unbeknownst to me at the time, my seven year old brother had \nbeen listening in on us. Even if I had known, I would have thought \nnothing of it. (I can tell you already know where this one is \ngoing). What I also didn\u2019t know was that my brother was getting \ncurious about the thought of my penis. Having not had sex ed yet, \nhe had never seen a full sized penis yet.\n\nLater that week, I was sleeping peacefully, when I could feel \nsomething tugging on my boxers. Next thing I feel is them around my \nknees, and something touching my penis. I lifted my head ever so \nslightly, and peeked a look. There, sitting on my bed, holding my \ncock, was my little brother. I decided to pretend like I was \nasleep. This was a very strange and odd experience, and I didn\u2019t \nwant him to know I was awake. He was examining my penis with \ninterest. He held it, grabbed it, pinched it, and just generally \nlooked it over. I wasn\u2019t really finding any of this erotic, so I \nwasn\u2019t getting an erection. I was more concerned about how I should \nhandle this issue. He eventually stopped and left the room. I \ndecided not to say anything about it. It was probably just a one \ntime thing.\n\nA few nights latter, the same feeling began. My boxers were pulled \ndown to my knees. My brother was back. This time he began playing \nwith my dick, pulling on it, rolling it around in his hands. I got \na hard on from all this attention. My brother panicked. He pulled \nup my boxers and left the room. I decided that maybe I should have \na talk with him about this.\n\nI asked him the next day if he had been in my room at all. He said \nhe had, which took me back. I wasn\u2019t expecting this kind of \nhonesty. Should have known better though. I asked what he had been \ndoing. He claimed that he just snuck in to look at the aquarium. It \nwas a good lie, surprisingly. He was always in my room looking at \nthe three piranhas I kept in my fish tank. I just had them because \nthey impressed my girlfriend. Occasionally I let my brother feed \nthem some raw meat, which they would devour quickly. He loved that. \nSo, I pressed the issue no further. I decided to leave it alone for \nnow.\n\nA few nights latter he was back. He began to play with my penis \nagain. Once again, I got an erection. But this time he didn\u2019t stop. \nHe kept on pulling at it, feeling the hard 8\". He pulled on it, for \nwhat ever reason. I could feel an orgasm building within me. I \ntried to hold back my ejaculation, but I couldn\u2019t hold out. I let \nlose huge spurts of cum. I was spent in about eight bursts. My \nbrother panicked again. He just ran out of the room. This time, I \nwas going to have a talk to him about this. This was getting \nstranger.\n\nFortunately, he came to me the next night. He seemed to be on the \nverge of crying. I asked him what was wrong. He told me about his \nsneaking into my room and looking at my penis. I decided to go \nalong with the not noticing ploy. He told me that he was really \nsorry for the horrible thing he did last night. I asked him what \nthis was. He told me that he broke my penis, so I asked him how he \ndid this. He told me about the strange white fluid that came out of \nme. For the next hour I explained to him all about the male \nanatomy, and sex education in general. He seemed much relieved. \nThat seemed to put and end to his night time visits.\n\nA month later, my life had taken a downward turn. I broke up with \nmy girlfriend, was informed I was failing a class, and me and my \nbest friend were having a huge fight. And to top it off, my \nchildhood friend, who now lived out west had committed suicide. \nSuffice to say, I was really depressed. I was now constantly \nmoping  around the house, eating less, and doing almost nothing. My \nlittle brother kept trying to cheer me up, but I told him there was \nvery few things that could cheer me up now.\n\nMy parents left for a weekend and I was to baby-sit my brother for \nfour days. I was still very depressed and moping around. Now, for \nwhatever reason, my little brother remembered the conversation me \nand my friend had a month ago. This, from the kid who couldn\u2019t \nremember his own address half the time.\n\nThat night, when I was asleep, my brother crept into the kitchen \nand got out our fathers special butcher knife. For whatever reason, \nmy dad kept this particular knife razor sharp. It could cut through \ntwo frozen T-bone steaks, bone included, and still perfectly slice \na tomato. So my little brother crept into my room with the knife. I \nwas sleeping nude that night, because it was a particularly hot \nnight. He sat between my legs and shook my thigh.\n\n\"Psst!\" he said. \"I found a way to make you happy! I remember you \nsaying this a while ago.\" I woke up and looked at him confused. \n\"What?\" I asked, not clueing in to what was going on. My brother \ngrabbed my penis and said \"This is for you!\" Then he took the knife \nand sliced though my cock. He got it right at the base. There was a \nsudden jolt of extreme pain. I forced my self to ignore it the best \nI could. Blood began to pour out of the stump. I screamed, loud. My \nbrother panicked. The next minute seemed almost surreal, like I bad \ndream I couldn\u2019t wake up from.\n\nMy brother panicked, dropping the knife and jumping off the bed. \nThe knife sliced across my mangled groin, slicing into the bottom \nof my sac. In fact, it sliced off the bottom of my sac, missing my \nballs thankfully.  As my brother jumped off my bed, he let go of my \nsevered penis. It flew across the room and landed smack into the \naquarium. Time seemed to freeze then. All I could see was that \naquarium. My penis bobbed for a second on the top of the water. \nThen it bagman to sink. It didn\u2019t take long for the piranhas to \npick up the blood in the water. I watched in horror as they tore \ninto my penis. They ripped into the flesh of it, then quickly \nthrough it. They started at the bottom (thankfully). I couldn\u2019t \nbelieve it, my dick was now fish food.\n\nMy brother quickly reached into the aquarium and pulled it out. By \nthe time he did, it was half gone, and the bottom was badly \nmangled. One of the piranhas had managed to take a bite out of the \ntip of the head. It looked more like a chewed piece of meat than my \nhandsome penis.\n\nFor whatever reason, part of me found this all highly erotic. I \nfelt what was left of my penis become erect and I came. The cum \nflew out of the hole in my groin. It mixed with blood and was a \ndark pink colour. Then more pain hit me. I looked down, only to see \nmy sac had shrunk back towards my groin, but my testicles were now \nhanging out in the open air.\n\nI don\u2019t remember exactly the rest of the night, because I finally \nwent into shock. I remember driving myself and my brother to the \nhospital. I fed the doctors some bullshit story about an accident \nin the kitchen. They partially bought it, but didn\u2019t press for the \ntruth. With a bit of creative surgery, they were able to reattach \nmy penis and fix my sac. There was apparently no damage to my \ntesticles. My penis is now only 4\" erect, four and a half inches on \na good day. And the head is no longer a nice rounded point, but is \nnow flat across the tip. I\u2019m not too upset. Better than having no \npenis at all, and I still have sex frequently with my new \ngirlfriend. There are days when I wish that I had lost it all, \ninstead of just having half of what I had. Oh well.\n\nIt\u2019s been about eight years since it happened. Me and my girlfriend \nare getting married soon. My brother, now 16, the age I was when \nall this happened, has just come out of the closet. He recently \ntold me about his decision to admit that he\u2019s gay, and is going to \ntell my parents soon. I have a feeling in a way that his \nexperiences with my penis may have played some roll in it. As for \nme, I told my fiancee about my feelings about my cock. We\u2019ve \ndecided that maybe after we have a few kids we\u2019ll go through with \nit and cut my genitals off. We\u2019re both rather excited about that. \nMaybe I\u2019ll feed them to some piranhas, let them have what they \ndidn\u2019t get the first time. Time will tell.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 152, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slippery Fun (gay, nullification, short)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Imagine two beautiful men in all their muscular glory. Each dives into the\nopposite end of a shimmering swimming pool. Each is completely naked and\ncompletely without body hair. Each has been completely nullified, with only\nthe small piss hole above the ass crack to indicate they are anything other\nthan gorgeous Ken dolls.\n\nThe two men meet in the center of the pool, diacover that they are both smooth\ncreatures with no dangling genitals to break the smooth rush of the water as\nit breaks over their magnificent muscles. They meet, embrace and as one , dive\ninto each others crotches to savor the sweetness of the smooth skin above and\nbelow the tiny pisshole. As their tongues work toward the crack of their\nasses, which are the only breaks in their smooth manly roundness, the moaning\nof pleasure, as their hidden prostates erupt and the milky sliver of seminal\nfluid ropes upward from their pissholes through the murky water. They climb\nout of the pool, locked in each others arms, their smooth crotches rubbing\nagainst each other ingniting new fire in their loins. Lovers united in their\nsmoothness. Soul mates found.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 10, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Jon's Story 2. Preparation.", "Tags": "GAY", "Summary": "The gay teenager prepares to submit himself to the slave trader.", "Text": "` JON'S STORY: 2 THE PREPARATION `\n\nAS the train lumbered on through the dull suburbs, Jon thought about what was\nahead of him. He sat in the train and the inevitable hard came on. It was so\nsimple. After all these years of fantasy, his enslavement was a real prospect.\nHe could get out of his life in a couple of days and be a slave!\n\nWhen he finally got home he stripped off and inspected his fine young body in\nthe mirror. He then lay back on his bed and jerked off. He then reflected on\nwhat had happened.\n\n. In the last few hours, he had been eyed up, touched up, prodded like a piece\nof meat. He realised that in the last two years he had avoided being naked in\nfront of other people. He had always been ashamed of his small genitals; even\npissing in a urinal was an ordeal. Now, his naked body had been appreciated;\nhe looked again in the mirror with a new confidence. The man had called him\n'good looking' and had made approving noises. He couldn't remember the last\ntime he was complimented like that. His body was to be modified, displayed and\nused. . He could only look forward to his new life: he was to be a eunuch and\na slave.\n\nThe slave trader was back in his premises and was saying to the assistant that\nthe boy was to be expected in a fortnight and that he should be processed as\nquickly as possible. He had observed that the boys genitals were small and\nunderdeveloped for his age, he was fair and had virtually no body hair;\npuberty had come late to the boy. Cut him soon and we can stop his beard. He\nwill fetch a high price once he is gelded. If he doesn't come back in the next\nmonth we must find him. The assistant said \"Why did you let him go?\", but the\nslave trader knew that there were already problems with his business.\n\nHe was on the 2-00pm to 10-00pm shift the next day, and the free morning would\ngive him time to terminate his affairs. He looked around the room at his\nmeagre possessions, which would be easy to get rid of. Next morning he gave a\nweek's notice to the land lord, telling him that he was going up north for a\ncouple of years. The landlord was pleased and offered him a few pounds for\nbits of furniture. He did ask if he could be out in three days, though as he\nhad a tenant waiting for the room. He also offered to settle the phone bill\nwith the rent that had been paid in advance. The youth had printed out a\nseries of forwarding address labels to a totally fictional address in a\nnorthern town and asked the landlord to send letters on for the first few\nweeks, but then destroy them..\n\nNext, he went to the bank, and closed this account. He did have a few smaller\npossessions, some of which he gave to a charity shop and some he threw away.\nHe took his computer to a skip down the street and threw it in, having deleted\nmost files. He went through his papers and did find a passport that had last\nbeen used particularly disastrous school trip to Bulgaria two years ago and\nalso at the last minute saved his exam certificates and put them in his\npassport..\n\nHe went to the supermarket well before the shift started and gave in his\nresignation. The manager tried to persuade him to stay, but after some\ndiscussion, it was decided that he could leave in two days time.\n\nAfter three days, he got rid of most of his possessions, and only carried a\nsuitcase of clothes, and an envelope with a few pounds from his job and his\npassport.\n\nHe gave his key to the landlord and walked away from his life. He booked into\na cheap hotel and slept his last night as a free man. As he dressed and\nwashed, he had one last look at his naked body in a mirror and reflected on\nhis situation. \"I can still get out of this.\" he thought. But he knew that he\nwanted slavery and he couldn't wait to surrender himself. He left the hotel\nand walked along the streets. He soon found a skip and he dumped his case in\nthat. On a cold November day the youth was clad in jeans and a tee shirt. He\nshivered in the cold wind.\n\nHe then travelled across the city and found the address; it was a very\nsecluded entrance up a small alley. Already apprehensive, he knocked on the\ndoor, and nothing happened. He knocked again and still no reply. It suddenly\ndawned on him that the slave trader had talked about a fortnight, not three\ndays. It was lunchtime, and as he still had some money, he went to a nearby\npub and tried to phone the number. There was no reply. He had a sandwich and a\ncoke in the pub, and decided to try once more.\n\nIt was very cold now and he went back to the house and knocked again. He\nwaited and heard movements inside. The door opened and a dark man peer out at\nhim. He abruptly asked what his business was. He said that he had been told to\ncome to this address and showed the man the card. The man took it away, looked\nat it and told the youth to come back in 10 minutes.\n\nJon miserably walked round the block, then hung around. He was shivering in\nthe cold and he realised that he had no where to go. What had he done to his\nlife? Supposing this was all a cruel joke. He had a few pounds in an envelope\nwith his passport, but that would not pay for a night's sleep. If he didn't\nget an answer he would have to sleep on the streets.\n\nHe knocked again and the door opened.\n\n\"You had better come in. \"\n\nHe closed the door behind him. He was standing in a dingy lobby\n\n\"What is your name?\"\n\n\"Jon.\"\n\nThe old man looked at him carefully, taking in the contours of his shivering\nbody, only protected by a tee shirt and a pair of jeans.\n\n\"Stay there.\"\n\nThe old man disappeared down the passage, leaving Jon standing by the door. He\nwas aware of a telephone conversation deep in the interior of the house. He\ncould still escape, but it was bitterly cold outside and would be dark soon.\n\n\"You have come here too soon.\" The old man said.\n\n\"Sorry, sir. Shall I go and come back in a week?\" Still one last chance to get\nout of this!\n\nThe old man looked the youth up and down and this time prodded his arm.\n\n\"No, you can stay here. Come with me!\"\n\nThe old man grasped the youth by the arm and led him down the passage.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 84, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Justice Done", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "A true story from the 1960s, as reported in the News of The World Newspaper.", "Text": "I can't remember the exact date of this incident but the facts are true and\nverifiable with a bit of research.  \n  \nA young female doctor was working late in Prague and didn't leave the hospital\nuntil late evening. On her way to her car she was accosted by two men who\ndragged her into the back seat of their car and raped her. Being an\nintelligent woman, she hatched a plan. She feigned pleasure at being raped and\nsaid that she had enjoyed it so much that she invited them back to her flat\nfor a second helping. They must have felt themselves to be something special\nand they agreed to the idea.  \n  \nBack at her flat she made them feel welcome and plied them with drink, which\nthey obvously enjoyed. When their guard was down she spiked their drinks with\na drug, which soon had them unconcious.  \n  \nThen she carefully took off their trousers and underpants and positioned their\nlegs apart, hanging them over the arms of the chairs in which they sat. She\nthen slit open their scrotums, pulled their testicles down, clamped them, ties\nthem off and excised them. She then removed what was left of their scrotums\nand sewed them up. Next she used a uretha tube and inserted it into their\npenises and then carefully amutated them and cauterised their wounds. The\norgans were then put in jam jars and placed facing the unconcious men.  \n  \nSoon after the men started to come round, at which point she telephoned the\npolice and told them what had happened.  \n  \nWhen the police arrived they found two very distressed men and a very\nsatisfied looking woman doctor.  \n  \nShe was charged with committing grievous bodiy harm and sentenced (unfairly,\nin my view) to 5 year imprisonement. Aparently the men were not charged with\nher rape. What later became of the men was not recorded.  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Karin - Part 1", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Femdom", "Summary": "", "Text": "The tiles were hard and cold beneath my knees, but theache in my balls was\nwhat had my attention at themoment. Karin\u2019s bare toes pressed down on my\nsack,pinning the helpless testicles against the floor.\u201cTake it out, Robert,\u201d\nshe said, smiling.\n\nI leaned forward, trying to keep my balance as my chinrested on the toilet\nseat. With my hands tied behindmy back, I could easily have toppled over,\nwhich wouldhave caused excruciating pain in my nuts. Perhapsthat\u2019s what Karin\nreally wanted. She watched meclosely as I maneuvered my face close enough to\nreachin with my tongue and fish the string into my mouth.\n\nI looked up to see Karin\u2019s smiling face looking downthrough her small pert\nbreasts. She loved finding newways to humiliate me. But this was having the\ndesiredeffect. The tip of my cock touched the cold ceramicbowl, its swelling\nsize betraying the excitement I wasfeeling.\n\nI closed my teeth on the string, and pulled my headback. The red piece of\ncotton came free and hit me onthe chin. Karin laughed at the sight. \u201cVery\ngood,\u201d sheroared. \u201cNow, you can clean me up. And don\u2019t missanything.\u201d\n\nHer toes closed over my sack, squeezing my balls evenmore tightly. I leaned in\nand began licking her lips.The acrid taste repulsed me, but I carefully lapped\nitup, afraid to offend my Mistress. She put her headback and closed her eyes,\nrelishing the sensation. Herclit was swollen, responding to my tongue bath.\nAbove,I could see her nipples were also erect.\n\nAfter long minutes, Karin shifted on the seat, leaningback. Suddenly, a stream\nof piss came forth, catchingme on the cheek. I didn\u2019t need for her to tell me\nwhatto do. I opened wide, catching the bitter liquid,trying not to miss a\ndrop. \u201cOh, you\u2019ve gotten so goodat that,\u201d she purred, putting her hand on the\nback ofmy head. I coughed as the urine stream caught me ofthe throat, but\ncontinued to gulp down the liquid asfast as it arrived.\n\nAfter the flow ended, Karin warned me not to move. Herbottom clenched, and she\ngrunted as her bowelsemptied, making plopping into the water. Seconds latermy\nballs were freed as Karin stood up and turnedaround, bracing herself on the\ntop of the water tank.I again leaned forward and pushed my tongue betweenher\ncheeks, cleaning her puckered hole. My humiliationwas complete.\n\nBy now she was in a sexual frenzy. Sitting back downon the toilet, she roughly\nshoved my head into hercrotch, holding my face tight against her bush.\nIfrantically licked and sucked her lips, making surenot to miss her clit.\n\u201cFuck yeah!\u201d she shouted as Idrove her to orgasm. Karin\u2019s foot stomped on my\nballsas she shrieked out her pleasure. She didn\u2019t let upuntil the last spasm\nof pleasure had subsided.\n\nKarin rewarded me that night by allowing me to sleepon the floor beside her\nbed. My hands remained tiedbehind my back, my cock throbbing for lack of\nrelease.The leather strap kept my balls tightly bound andsecured to the bed.\nThere would be little sleep for methis night.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Second Chance", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Impatient guy lost second chance&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;", "Text": "Ring \u2026.Ring \u2026..Ring..\u2026Who is the jerk calling early Saturday morning? I had a\nrough week and want to sleep until noon. But the jerk refuses to quit. The\nanswering machine turns on. She hangs up and redial the number\u2026.ring\n\u2026ring\u2026ring. I finally pick up the phone. \"It is an emergency. Come to the\nhospital at once.\" It is Doctor Patty White. \"Which one of my patient?\" But\nshe would not say. All she does is repeating herself. \"Come to the hospital at\nonce.\"\n\nI burn up the tires getting there. Waiting for me at the front entrance, with\nher mischievous smile, is Patty. I know that smile well. We were lovers for\ntwo years. I am furious.\n\n\"What the hell is going on?\"\n\n\"Come with me.\" That\u2019s all she\u2019ll say.\n\nWe go to a private room on the fifth floor. \"Remember the guy who walked out\nof a restaurant downtown straight into a gang shoot out last week? He just\ndied. This guy believed in donating every organ that\u2019s transplantable. Your\nlast patient last night can really benefit.\" Now I am really pissed. \"That guy\nwas in a car wreck! What the hell am I supposed to transplant for him?\"\n\n\"Let me show you.\"\n\nPatty takes my hand and we walk into the room. The guy seems so peaceful. She\ntakes me to the bed side and lifts his gown. This guy\u2019s dick is huge, even\ntotally soft. I stare at it, mesmerized. How can any woman take it? I feel\nhands around my waist. Patty brings her lips right to my ear and whisper: \"I\nheard your precious patient in that car wreck had his dick cut off by a piece\nof flying metal. Don\u2019t you want to give him a transplant? Maybe you want to\ncertify it yourself later.\" That\u2019s why we broke up. She could never understand\nhow a woman could enjoy a dick as much as a woman\u2019s soft lips. She did not\nwant to share me with any man.\n\nThat transplant is the best work I have ever done. I do it with loving care,\nwith meticulous attention to the smallest detail. Ten days later, when I\nexamine it, it rises to the occasion. Unbelievably huge, it\u2019s combination of\nlength and girth is awesome. I stroke it tenderly. \"You better not use it\nuntil your doctor gives you the permission to do so.\" I begin to think how to\nget to try it out myself.\n\nRing \u2026.Ring \u2026..Ring..\u2026Who is the jerk calling early Saturday morning? I had a\nrough week and want to sleep until noon. But the jerk refuses to quit. The\nanswering machine turns on. She hangs up and redial the number\u2026.ring\n\u2026ring\u2026ring. I finally pick up the phone. \"It is an emergency. Come to the\nhospital at once.\" It is Doctor Patty White. \"Which one of my patient?\" But\nshe would not say. All she does is repeating herself. \"Come to the hospital at\nonce.\" I burn up the tires getting there. Waiting for me at the front\nentrance, with her mischievous smile, is Patty.\n\n\"Your big lover boy is in big trouble. His girlfriend sneaked in last night\nand they couldn\u2019t wait to use the battering ram. He fell asleep afterwards,\nand woke up screaming with pain. They like it rough\" \"What about the nurse?\nThere is always a nurse on duty there?\n\n\"She joined them for a threesome. Don\u2019t scream. She\u2019s already fired.\"\n\nThe huge dick is black and blue, totally ruined. It has to come off. I am\nfurious. During the surgery, I just chop it off. It takes all my training and\nself-control not to slice off his balls as well. The surgery team thoroughly\nenjoy themselves at my expense. Maybe I will sneak in at night to cut off the\nballs. That is doing him a favor.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 81, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dad's best stories 1", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING", "Summary": "Dad has a little fun with one of his bedtime stories", "Text": "` I jumped between the sheets bare-assed naked when I heard Daddy coming\nupstairs to kiss me goodnight. I let the top sheet drop down on my cock as it\nlay on my belly. `\n\nDaddy sat down on the side of the bed. \u201cReady for your bedtime story?\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, yes, Daddy.\u201d\n\n\u201cIt was in one of those Latin American dictatorships. The college kids had an\ninsurrection and the troops had to put it down. Three of them escaped but the\nMilitia used dogs and tracked them down and caught up with them in the woods\nand tied them to trees.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, boy. What did they do to them?\u201d\n\n\u201cThe penalty for insurrection is emasculation, so they had to cut their cocks\noff. The guys knew that and they started whining and crying and begging. There\nwere two muscular soccer players and a pretty boy with a smooth body. Like\nyours,\u201d he said.\n\nDaddy took the very tip of his index finger and traced my warm penis along the\ntop of the sheet, from the base to the tip. I was already turned on, and the\nstroke revved my motor.\n\n\u201cThey pulled the guys\u2019 pants down and their cocks flopped out.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, yes. Tell me, Daddy, were those young juicers sexy?\u201d\n\n\u201cThe athletes had big, firm, meaty shafts with wide spongy tips and the pretty\nboy had a long, smooth one, with a cute pointed head.\u201d He reached down to the\nlump under the sheet where my cock was now bulging and pressed the head\nbetween his fingers and thumb. \u201cYou could see they had been beating off a lot\nbecause the sides were as slick as goose shit.\u201d\n\nHe snatched away the sheet and I felt a draft of cool air on my naked body\nfrom head to toe, and my cock went crazy. It sprung up and throbbed and bobbed\nin the air. In a second, Daddy had my shaft in his fist pumping slightly.\n\n\u201cAaaaah!\u201d It caught me by surprise.\n\n\u201cYes, they loved to jack off, but they wouldn\u2019t be jacking off any more,\u201d he\nchuckled.\n\n\u201cOh, I hope they cut them off nice and slow.\u201d\n\nA crowd had gathered and they started screaming for the militiamen to torture\nthose cocks before they cut them off. So they brought out small gas torches\nwith the tiniest flames. They started burning the pricks up and down the\nstems.\u201d\n\nI was rock hard. \u201cDid they scream, Daddy? Tell be how they screamed.\u201d\n\n\u201cLong and loud. They started screaming and then their screams went higher and\nhigher until they sounded like women. Meanwhile their cocks were sizzling. The\njocks\u2019 dicks swelled up fat and juicy and the sweet guy\u2019s was hard and turning\nblack.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, Daddy, it sounds like the best weenie roast ever.\u201d\n\n\u201cYou could smell them cooking. One of the men had a hacksaw and when the\ncollege guys saw it they started screaming, \u201cCut it off! Please cut off my\ncock.\u2019 These were they same guys who were begging a while before to not cut\ntheir cocks off.\u201d\n\nI laughed, and as my belly shook, my cock started oscillating. Daddy grabbed\nit and his wet lips came down on the head. Then his big-wide tongue slurped\nall around the tip. Then it popped out like a watermelon seed.\n\n\u201cThe torches were turned higher and the burning went deeper. \u2018Hurry, hurry.\ncut it off.\u2019 one jock screamed. \u2018Tear my fucker off -- rip it away,\u2019 the other\njock wailed. The pretty boy with the long cock screamed, \u2018Me first!\u2019 \u201c\n\n\u201cOh, Daddy, I love it. Whose cock did they cut off first?\u201d\n\n\u201cNeither one right away. It was too much fun watching them roast and hearing\nthe screams. The guy just held the saw at the base of pretty boy\u2019s frying\nsausage and held it there.\n\n\u201cOh, I wish I could have been there.\u201d I felt a surge inside my prick and shut\nit down just in time. My slit oozed pre-cum.\u201d\n\n\u201cThe ripsaw guy turned and with one long, deep thrust sawed the long pecker\nright off the biggest soccer player. He screamed: EEEEEOOOWWWW! But at the end\nof the scream, it tapered off with a sigh of relief. He had gotten rid of that\ndeep-fried rod.\u201d\n\nIt was all too beautiful. I screamed, \u201cHere it comes Daddy, it\u2019s all for you,\u201d\nand I shot a load high into the air. The rich cream splashed on my abs as\nanother geyser of hot sauce spurted high. Daddy was on my belly by then and\ncaught the cream on his cheek, then licked the rest of the gunk as it bubbled\nout.\n\n\u201cThey made pretty boy cut off his own cock. He was very willing.\u201d\n\nI was still trembling from my orgasm but I quickly yanked Daddy\u2019s shorts down\nand breathed in the aroma of his super-swelled meat. I held his big, spongy\ncockhead up to my lips without letting them touch.\n\n\u201cWhat happened to the other jock?\n\n\u201cThey turned one of the dogs loose and it went straight for the cooked meat\nstill dangling fresh on the vine.\u201d\n\nI went for Daddy\u2019s own dangling meat and slurped it into my slobbering mouth.\nDaddy was having a hard time talking. \u201cThen they -- Oh, do me son, do me. Then\nthey let the --- oooh, wow -- let the dogs loose on those -- so good, oooh --\nthose cockless turkeys, and they, oooh, aaaah, ripped -- oh, here it comes --\nripped their asses off.\u201d Daddy exploded and his cock rocked and jerked and\nfired off round after round. Pretty soon we collapsed against one another and\nhad our deep goodnight kiss.\n\nI always thought it was a severe penalty for those guys for having an\ninsurrection. I don\u2019t know what an insurrection is, but I hope I never have\none.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dinner", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "dinner's ready", "Text": "The Dinner.\n===========\n\nMy wife, Karen and I, were invited to dinner by a work colleague of hers,\n Marie. Marie told us that her husband, George would join us later.\nBefore dinner, we chatted idly. We sat down to dinner. Marie brought out\na covered dish. \"Our hors d'oeuvres\" she said. \"Mountain oysters\".\nShe lifted the lid and shared them out equally. \n\nThe women tucked in. I looked at them tentatively. \"They're a delicacy in\nquite a few countries\" Marie said. \"They're only sheep balls\". They watched\nme as I slowly placed one on my fork and lifted it to my mouth. I chewed it.\nIt tasted ok. \"That didn't hurt, did it darling?\" Karen asked rhetorically.\n\nEating sheep's testicles was obviously getting Karen excited. She started to\nrub her hands between my thighs. My cock was pushing against my jeans. She\nundid my fly. I ate coolly as if nothing was happening, trying to draw no\nattention to Karen's actions as she carefully extracted my erect cock and\nballs from my jeans. I finished my last sheep's ball with Karen stroking\n my erection and Marie unaware of anything un-toward.\n\n\"Now for the main course\". Marie got up and a few minutes later returned\n with a tray containing three covered plates. One larger than the other\ntwo. She placed the large one in front of me and the women had the small\nones.\n\nMarie lifted the lid of mine. My mouth dropped. A bull's penis and testicles.\nIt was massive. Marie explained \"It has aphrodisiac and fertility properties.\nAnd it's very tasty.\" Karen butted in \"Try it!\". I cut off a slice from the\ntop of the penis. Put it in my mouth and chewed. It did taste quite good.\n Karen again playing with my cock - keeping it stiff.\n\nThen came a shock. Karen and Marie lifted the lids on their meals. It was\nmale genitalia. It's shape was too recogniseable to me. It couldn't be from\nany other creature. \"They're human genitals aren't they?\". Marie retorted\n\"Well, 55% of humans dont have these. 50% are women and about 5% have lost\ntheirs.\" My cock went limp in Karen's hand.\n\nThe women tucked in. \"It tastes great!\" Karen said. I said nothing, just \nate my enormous bull's genitalia in silence.\n\nDinner was finished. Marie came around my side of the table and touched the\nback of my chair to help me up. My genitals were still exposed. I decided\nto pretend they weren't. I stood up, and tried to walk over to the couch but\nMarie's hand clutching my balls stopped me. She squeezed and told me to put\n my hands behind my back. I did as she said. Karen smiled at me, approached\nme with a pair of hand-cuffs swinging. She hand-cuffed me. She then placed\na dog collar on my neck and tied my hand-cuffs to the collar.\n\nKaren, joined Marie in front of me. \"Dessert?\" said Karen. \"It's up to you.\nThey are yours. I've never been known to refuse testicles soaked in brandy.\"\n\nMarie went to the closet, and opened it. A man crawled out. No leashes, just\na dog collar around his neck. Karen read the name tag. \"Oh you must be\n George\". He rolled over on to his back. Legs apart. \"Go on, Karen\" said\nMarie. Karen raised her foot and kicked him in the balls. \"He bit into the\ncarpet so as to make no noise\".\n\n\"Well\" Marie asked. \"Do you want to be like George, an obedient little dog,\n or dessert? Soaked in brandy? Delicious. I know which I'ld prefer.\"\n\"On your back\". I hessitated. She took a pair of food scissors from the\n table.\nI rolled onto my back. \"Spread your legs\". I hesitated. She grabbed my balls.\nI spread my legs fast. She held the scissors in place open around my balls.\n\"Karen, did he spread his legs in time. Or is it time for dessert.\" He just\nmanaged it, Marie. \"Damn\". She let go of my balls. The flopped between my\n legs, she raised her leg and swung. I doubled up in pain. As I was rolling\non the floor in agony, she rolled me into a big bag.\n\nI was carried into a car boot and taken home. In my house, they rolled me \nout of the bag. Marie held the scissors still. \"Spread your legs\". I did\nas she said immediately. This time, Karen, my own wife, raised her leg,\nand swung her foot into my balls. I rolled in agony again. They then rolled\nme into the closet.\n\nEventually the pain subsided and I fell asleep. I was awoken with the door\nopening. Their game is over I thought. Karen was on her own. I crawled out\nthe closet. \"On your back\" she said. \"What?\". She pulled a pair of kitchen\nscissors from behind her back. \"No, you wouldn't\". She placed her scissors\naround my balls. \"That was a great meal yesterday wasn't it\". \n\n\"OK\", I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. \"Good boy. I didn't need to\nask\". With that she slammed her foot into my balls and left for work.\n\nAfter a few weeks of Karen, attending a training course. She came home and\nreleased my chains. My chance. I grabbed her wrists to over-power her. She\nslammed her knee into my balls. Kicked me in the left side of the head. \nThen the right. My nose was bleeding. She punched me in the stomach winding\n me. She dropped to her knees. Grabbed my balls with one hand. I was slumped\nover her back. I couldn't fall or escape. She then punched my balls,\ncontinually. I lost track of how long or how many. When she stopped. I\nlay on the floor for hours unable to move.\n\nI was now free of my chains but the only change was that Karen had become\neven more dominant.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 139, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Silber Balls", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Frank gets silver balls", "Text": "On high school people cald me mr. big nut, because of my giant nuts. I love\nwearing speedo\u00b4s so everybody could see my buldge and I had a lot of pleasure\nof it. After my graduation I went to Europe for holidays. One day I was in\nItaly in a train. Wearing tight jeans and a white thong. In the train a\ngeorgeous Italian guy saw that. He started talking with me while looking at my\ncrotch. He asked if I would like to spent some days in his castle. That would\nbe fun....\n\nWhen we arrived at the castle I saw a nice pool. In the pool there where a few\nvery beautiful guys playing. I loves the sight. Than I realised that one man\nwas naked and the other were not. Nearly all the men were wearing thongs, but\nit were women thongs, they didn\u00b4t have a buldge...\n\nThe moment they saw me they started yelling and the took the naked men who\nstill had his penis and nuts inside. I did not understand wat was happening.\nThe Italian guy, Antonio, took me insede to his bedroom and we had great sex.\nThen he said, from now on you will be naked. I said OK, but I did not\nunderstand why. A diner time everybody was very excited, the eight boys with\ntheir flac crotch and the Italian guy were ready to eat, I was the only naked.\nThen the salade was served, it contained also peaces of meat. I had to stand\nup. The Italian started to jerk me off so that my sperm would be the sauce on\nthe saladed. I loved the sight of these beautifull guys eeting the salade with\nmy cum.\n\nThen the guys told me what was happening. Every new guy had the stay naked and\ngive his juice every night for the salade. The day a new guy arrives, as I did\ntoday, the naked guy of that time would loose his balls and penis and\neverybody would eat it in the salade. So that would be my fate once...\n\nWe had a lot of fun in the castle. I fucked all the castrated boys and the\nItalian and every night I made the salade.\n\nOne day a docter arrived. He started to measure my giant nuts, I did not\nunderstand why. I feared the day the Italian would bring a new beautiful\nboy... One day it happened. The took me to the surgery room. I was allowed to\njerk off for the last time and then..\n\nI saw three silver balls, two smaller ones and one bigger one. The Italian giy\nsaid that it would be a pitty to loose these giant nuts. Therefor he had a new\nidea. The docter opened my scrotum and took my balls. He put each of them in a\nsilver ball and put these two balls in the large ball. Than he put the large\nball bac in my sac. I did not no what happened. Then he made a reroute for my\nuretha and he put a round silver thing in my penis, through the reroute and\nback, my penis was now around my sac. My balls were a rattle now. That night\nthe new gay give his cum for the salade, but this time there was no meat.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Peronal Injury", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Phil has a model railroad, its his one and only artistic joy.", "Text": "` Ever since he was a little knub Phil loved to watch trains. As he grew up\nPhil's father got him interested in model railroading. `\n\nOver time the modeling grew into a huge layout of tracks, mountains, buildings\nand scenery like that he remembered from a trip out West.\n\nAs Phil graduated high school his classmates would taunt him about playing\nwith choochoo's. Yet as he had matured so also did his looks.\n\nA fine form of a young man was Phil. Broad shoulders, a good 6'6\" tall he\nworked his summer vacation as a brick tender. Strong and handsome he became to\nwhere the ladies looked on him as one real prize.\n\nYet his real love was those trains. So it happened one terrible day when a\nswitch operating machine placed under the train table malfunctioned.\n\nPhil crawled under the table looking at the problem. It should of been\nreplaced but that incurred a lot of fine detailed fumbling and work.\n\nThe problem could be fixed by soldering the broken part.\n\nCrawling back out from the confines below the train table he went and got his\nsoldering gun and a roll of quick melting solder.\n\nAgain he crawled under the train table below the switching yard to fix the\nswitch machine that changed directions above of the flow of cars in the yard.\n\nThe soldering gun was clicked on and he held the trigger on making the point\nglow bright red, and hot.\n\nA touch of the solder to the gun's red tip coated the tip with the silver\nsolder making for a better conveience of the heat into the broken part.\n\nTry after try but the part would not accept the solder. Phil was getting a\nlittle nervous with each try as building up on the hot tip was now a fair\nsized drip of 750 degrees F solder.\n\nLike in slow motion he watched the dip suddenly build and then snip its\nattachment to the solder gun's hot tip. Down it fell this burning hot drip of\nsolder, it was liquid metal and Phil laying there was going to get burned.\n\nAlways dressed as Mister casual Phil was today working downstairs in a T-shirt\nand shorts. Barefoot he was always warned by his Mother to put on shoes less\nhe step on a nail.\n\nSplat !\n\nThe hot drip of solder his the shorts burning through the thin cloth like a\nknife going through butter.\n\nPhil's most horrid thoughts at that moment were realized as the searing blob\nof hot metal fell and then hitting the bare skin spread out into a postage\nstamp size puddle. Hitting his penis right on the knob it burned making Phil\nscream and jump up.\n\nUp went his head in the confines of that small space. The table's wood bottom\nnot giving an inch held its place in space and time.\n\nWHAM !\n\nPhil slammed his forehead into the table as the searing hot soldering gun fell\nfrom his hand.\n\nInsult to injury as the gun fell from just above and where the solder dripped\ndown to, it fell down also.\n\nDazed from hitting his head with such force Phil screamed of pain as the still\nvery hot soldering gun fell and hit his groin. The red hot tip burning a\nbigger hole in through the shorts took to searing the skin of his testicles.\n\nAgain Phil jumped and slammed his head into the table under side.\n\nDazed first time, he was out cold this second time.\n\nThe extremely hot soldering gun took to burning into the skin covering Phil's\ntesticles. It had become so hot that even with blood now ozzing from the wound\nis sizzled making a horrid smelling smoke.\n\nPhil's father was not far away and the smell of burning skin and blood sent\nhim down the stairs to the train room.\n\nA day later as Phil lay sedated in the hospital his Father was asking the\nDoctor about the injury.\n\n\"Phil's sex life is now a part of history!\" said the Doctor. \"Not only did the\nsoldering gun burn the skin but it also entered one testicle rendering it's\nfunction so badly we removed it. The solder seared a burn on the tip of his\npenis making it now appear almost flat on the end. I suspect he will have a\nlot of residual pain for some time to come. This pain like those of people\nafter surgery would induce quite a lot of pain when or during sexual\nintercourse. I think he'll have to play trains to have any real joy in life!\"\nsuggested the Doctor.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "2nd revolution", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Female Supremacy, the future!?", "Text": "The Future: The 2nd Revolution.  \n===============================  \n  \nAll men at this point in time are kept as domestic pets. They wear implants in\ntheir genitals which give their owner full control over their penis and\ntesticles via a remote control unit. The unit controls pain, sensitivity,\nerections, ejaculations. The unit also contols a laser implanted in the\ngenitals for the ultimate deterrant, the ability to seperate the man from his\nmanhood with the press of a button.  \n  \nWomen use men as they feel fit. Some sexually, some as house maids, fashion\naccessories, you name it. Household robots however are far more effective at\ndomestic chores and some think at sex too. After all, women always have\nanother woman as an equal partner and then a pet man. Its becoming quite\nfashionable in some parts not to have a pet man.  \n  \nA group of extremist women, called TrueFem, in the shires have been calling\nfor the removal of men from the home, as they are useless foul and dirty\nanimals. They should be resigned to farms and farmed for sperm, and made into\nfertilizer. Their genitals can make real dildos, speciality meats or jewelry\nitems. This group was considered to be eccentric and harmless.  \n  \nOn Friday the 4th June, something shocking took place. 100,000 males within a\n1 mile radius of the centre of London had their genitals severed by their\ndevices. This was not done by their owners but by the TrueFem group. They had\nworked out how to broadcast the severe message to multiple devices\nsimultaneously.  \n  \nThey then broadcast their message...\"We will increase our radius and gradually\ndesex every male in the country if you dont comply to our demands. You have\nseen we have the technology, to fulfil our threat. We want all males, to be\ncollected and delivered to our farm complexes by tomorrow evening 7pm, they\nwill be safe there, any males not there will be severed. All males from now on\nwill be kept on farms as Live Stock.\"  \n  \nAnd so men lost their status as domestic animals and became live stock within\na day of the start of the 2nd revolution. This was without doubt the most\nsuccessful revolution ever.  \nToday no-one ever remembers males around the home. We merely go to the\nhospital for insemination from sperm, purchase man products such as dildos,\ntesticle sushi, penis roast, testicle earrings. We can take our children and\nsee those strange creatures plugged into the sperm milking machines, eating\nand cumming, waiting their turn to be processed into something useful.  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Stable Boy", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The Stable Boy.  \n===============  \n  \nBack in 1955, I took a job in a stables. My duties included mucking out the  \nstables, grooming the horses and preparing them for riding. I learnt the  \njob fairly quickly, there was nothing intellectually demanding. I must admit  \nI did do some aspects of the job fairly slopily. I was a carefree 20 year  \nold. I was more interested in chatting to the young ladies who frequented  \nthe stables.  \n  \nAfter 2 weeks of easy employment. I was given the duty to groom  \nLady Petherington's horse, saddle it up and take it to her. The Lady  \nwas in her mid-40s and looked a harsh lady. I handed her the reins to her  \nhorse and she mounted. The saddle slipped. \"I'm sorry, I mustn't have  \ntightened it properly\". I set to tightening the saddle. On completion, I  \nlooked up at her for thanks. I looked into her stern face. She kicked me in  \nthe face. My nose was bleeding. She dismounted. She handed me a handkerchief.  \nI took it to mop up my nose bleed. She kicked me in the balls. I fell to my  \nknees. She picked up her riding crop and whipped me, continuously.  \nOn the neck, chest, sides, stomach. I eventually just fell to the floor,  \nand just rolled around, pain hitting me from every part of my torsoe.  \n  \nWhile writhing in pain, she pulled off my trousers and under-pants and  \ndragged me into the centre of the stable by my ankles. My head was tilted  \nbackwards as I was being dragged. Most of the young girls I chatted to, were  \nwatching. \"Help\", I screamed. There was just laughter and a few girls waved.  \n  \nI was in the middle of the stable. The lady, tied my legs with a rope,  \ntested it was secure and the girls watching hoisted. My weak, sore body was  \nraised from the ground.  \n  \nThe Lady approached me. My manhood was at her shoulder height.  \nShe cupped my balls in her hand. She spoke. \"You have been very poor  \nin your duties. You must be punished.\". One of the girl's passed her a  \nknife. I screamed as she took the knife to my balls. She teased them for  \na few seconds. I screamed again as felt the cold steel of her knife, severe  \nthe soft skin of my scrotum. Then they were gone. She knelt down before me  \nshowing me my balls and said \"If you want to keep your cock, then your  \nbehaviour must improve. From now on you will work naked so everyone can  \nsee your punishment\". She left and the girls lowered me down.  \n  \nWell, I've been working there ever since - 40 years. I a few weeks ago, I  \nwas faced with a choice. Either retire, and loose my cock with dignity or  \ncontinue until I made a mistake and be punished. I decided to go with  \nstyle. The Lady now in her 80s made a speach. Ever since the day she was  \nforced to castrate me, my work had been impecible and it's with great  \nhonour, that I take my knife to this stable-hand's penis. To rounds of  \napplause and a feeling of pride, the strict old lady cut off my penis.  \n  \nMy neice, had great fun typing up my story. She and her partner have found  \nsomewhere on the NET to put - where like minded females such as my Lady  \nand their undeserving slaves can read it.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Replacement penis", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Fantasy letter from a Urologic Nurse about how a eunuchpenis is removed and replaced with a silicone penis.", "Text": "Dear Jamie,\n\nThank you for your inquiry. The surgery you are interested in is called\n\u201cPenile Replantation Surgery (PRS).\u201d Few urologists perform this surgery; Dr.\nHamstadd is the lone certified urologist in Pennsylvania, Delaware, New\nJersey, and Virginia. This surgery is offered to eunuchs but is especially\nneedful for those who become impotent or who suffer from severe penis\nretraction. Severe retraction is determined when the eunuch penis fails to\nhang outside of the body on its own or if weights must be continually used to\nprevent retraction. Retraction can be aggravated by insufficient sexual\nactivity, though not always. In your case James, it sounds as though your\npenis retracts even with the use of daily weights. I believe that you are a\ngood candidate for PRS. However, Dr. Hamstadd will need to examine you first\nto ensure that no other medical problem is present.\n\nThis surgery will provide you with new sensations to the glans or tip of your\npenis. You will experience sexual feeling, though you will not climax or\nachieve a penile orgasm because you are castrated. Most eunuchs who have PRS\nlook forward to sexual relations again because they believe they can better\nsatisfy their spouse or girlfriend. Our statistics confirm that sexual\nsatisfaction for women is higher if the eunuch has had PRS. Dr. Hamstadd has\nsuccessfully performed over 500 of these surgeries to date and though two men\nhave asked to have the surgery reversed, all the other eunuchs are well\npleased with the results and so are there wives or girlfriends. Now for the\nsurgical facts:\n\nYour penis will be measured prior to surgery and you or your wife can choose\nthe dimensions of the silicone replacement penis. Typically, the silicone\nreplacement penis can exceed the original penis dimensions by two inches in\nlength and 1 inch in girth. If your original penis measured 6 inches with a\ngirth of 4, you will most likely be fitted with a penis that measures 8 inches\nin length and 5 inches in girth. That\u2019s because the skin of the penis is\npliable and stretchable. The skin is all that is used because PRS will involve\nthe removal of your penis. As with most eunuchs, this probably will not bother\nyou, since you have already become detached from your penis. You are more\ninterested in pleasing your wife, which is typical of a true eunuch. However,\nyou need to understand the extent of the surgery and what it entails. Once you\nare sedated, Dr. Hamstadd will make a two inch incision in just the skin of\nyour penis, at the base of protrusion from your body. The skin of your penis\nis left intact along with the nerve endings. Dr. Hamstadd will carefully\npreserve the nerve endings, which will be bundled and pushed into the glans or\ntip of your penis near the end of the surgery. She will then clamp, dissect,\nand excise your penis,cutting it free from your body. Your dissected penis is\npulled away from the skin, so that the skin of your penis is inside out. Dr.\nHamstadd will then remove your dissected/excised penis. Since it is a body\npart, it must be placed in the medical waste. (New laws forbid the\ntransportation of human body parts. Do not ask to take it home with you). The\nnerves are then stretched up to your denuded penis tip or glans and sewn fast.\nA silicone replacement penis is then moved into place; the skin of your penis\nis slowly pulled over the silicone penis. Once satisfied, Dr. Hamstadd will\nclose the incision and you will be on your way. The operation takes\napproximately 1 hour. Your new penis will hang downward making it largely\nunnoticeable. It will feel large and heavy at first. It will take awhile to\nget accustomed to it. You should experience sensation in the tip soon after\nthe anesthesia wears off. Complete healing takes approximately three to four\nweeks. Then your new penis can be used for intercourse, but it should be used\ngently with care.\n\nIn answer to your question, I can send you a typical silicone replacement\npenis for you to examine. The cost is $10.00, plus shipping. You will be able\nto get a sense of what it will feel like to own one of these penises. These\nsilicone replacement penises come in a variety of shapes, sizes, and colors.\nSince the skin can conform to the shape, you can choose from a large\nselection. The one I send you may not be the size that best fits you.\n\nJallen Paltow, Urologic Nurse\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Truth Stranger than Fiction", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, Other:", "Summary": "Sometimes the darker fantasies of the mind spill over intoreality, in these cases based upon it. They can be stranger than fiction and more fascinating.", "Text": "Even the mention of Lorena Bobbitt, and subsequent efforts to \nreassert male primacy through phallic imagery, sometimes emerged in \nunexpected places. Ann Risley Strawn recounted the following incident:\n\n\"Our Cub Scout Pack was having a cook-out. I walked up to the serving \ntable and noticed that my friend Betsy was holding a steak knife in \none hand and an uncooked hot dog in the other, at which point I \ninquired if this was the Lorena Bobbitt Invitational Barbecue. The \nconversation continued as we conjured up the idea for a Bobbitt \nWiener Toss and a Memory Skills Test (you have to remember where it \nlanded, of course). We noticed that suddenly the men were all looking \nquite uncomfortable about these uncooked hot dogs and their proximity \nto the knife-wielding wives and mothers. The best moment was looking \nat the campfire and seeing fifteen men and boys peacefully roasting \ntheir 'wienies' (the term used by the scouts)--but we noticed that \nthey had placed the hot dogs the long way on the sticks, rather the \nstandard cross-way mode. We thought it was a rather poignant ending \nto a humorous situation.\"\n\n\n\nJust the mention of Lorena Bobbitt made some men nervous. As one \njournalist commented, \"It serves, first and most frighteningly, as a \nman's scariest fantasy of Feminine Revenge, worse than any plot of \nLysistrata\" (\"Ballad\" A20).\n\n\n\nEditorial cartoonist Mike Luckovich captured this feeling in his \ndepiction of \"Thanksgiving at the Bobbitts,\" in which a woman raises \na carving knife in the air, and the men and boys hide under the table \nin terror. The woman in the cartoon is faceless, she is everywoman--\nneither young nor shapely, and she appears in a traditional domestic \nrole. With this image in mind, people joked that after the Bobbitt \nincident, men were less likely to insist that women belong in the \nkitchen or quipped that millions of men had suddenly taken to \nsleeping on their stomachs.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 55, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 12, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Just a Placeholder", "Tags": "", "Summary": "Wednesday, October 27, 2004.", "Text": "` **Today, our beloved Founder - Bboy - aka Bryan - passed away after an\nunexpected illness.  \n  \nThere are no words to say to someone who grieves.\u00dd There are no words in reply\nfrom the grieving.\u00dd At least, none that make sense.  \n  \nAs a \"moment of silence\", if you will, no stories will be accepted nor posted\non October 28, tomorrow, for\u00dda period long enough for the EA server to clear.  \n  \nI would like for the day to remain blank.  \n  \nThank you.  \n  \nPaolo  \nStory Editor/Moderator  \n  \nThe Eunuch Archive-  \nFounded by Bboy.  \nLovingly carried on by his friends.  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n**`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 13, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Diary of a Broken Jock Part 2  [G]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Diary of a Broken Jock Part 2  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[GAY] [TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Jake is helpless as his left nut is removed\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Diary of a Broken Jock Part 2\n    \n    I woke up again, this time in less of a haze. I looked towards Jer. \n    It hadn't been a bad dream. He really did have tits. Now, there \n    were pumps attached to each of his nipples. He was awake too.\n    \n    \"We got to get loose, Jer.\" I said. \n    \n    \"I can hardly move, Jake\", he answered. \"My chest is fucking sore, \n    these things are sucking my nipples, man. I hurt real bad.\"\n    \n    I struggled but only succeeded in tiring myself out. I kept looking \n    at my friends hairy chest, his tits were huge, like some porn \n    chicks. What kind of sicko could do this to a dude?\n    \n    I soon got the answer to my question. The door opened. The doctor \n    walked in. \n    \n    \"How are you doing, gentlemen?\" he asked. He was in his 40's, \n    short, balding, out of shape. I looked at him in disgust.\n    \n    He walked over to Jeremy. He removed one of the nipple sucking \n    devices. I heard a plop and Jer's sharp intake of breath.\n    \n    \"Did you enjoy my wifes breasts?\" the doctor asked Jeremy. \"Now you \n    have your own to look at. Nice, lovely, hairy breasts. Are they big \n    enough? Would you like another set right below these? Or maybe \n    you'd like a set on your back?\"\n    \n    I began cussing, screaming, struggling. The doctor just laughed. He \n    put a gloved covered hand on Jer's cock. \"You placed this inside my \n    wife. It's rather large. Your a very handsome male, or you were \n    before you got your breasts. Now you are a freak. You seemed to \n    enjoy my wifes cunt so much, I am going to give you  one of your \n    very own.\"\n    \n    The doctor walked towards me. \"I am going to make your friend over \n    there even more freakish. I am going to split his dick open, invert \n    it, modify it. I am going to convert his over used penis into a \n    large inviting cunt. I am going to place his testicals inside his \n    body. He will have a cunt them produces sperm when he climaxes. I \n    am literally going to turn his penis inside out and make a lovely \n    tunnel, a passage that he will need to fill in order to ever get \n    sexual relief.\"\n    \n    He grabbed my cock. \"Your not well endowed like your friend. Your \n    penis is just average. And your testicals? Hmmm, they are average \n    too.\"\n    \n    He held my nuts in his hand as he said this. The door opened again. \n    Two large guys walked in. I got the impression of Hitlers perfect \n    race as I looked at the two huge goons.\n    \n    \"Place his legs in the stirrups\" the doctor said.\n    \n    I tried to kick as they followed the doctors orders. It was useless.\n    \n    One of the goons truned a crank on the table that Jer was strapped \n    too. The table moved upright forcing Jer into a sitting position. \n    His tits looked even larger. The goon moved the table so that Jer \n    was staring right between my legs.\n    \n    The other goon was pushing a smaller table filled with surgical \n    tools over by my side. \n    \n    The doctor put on a fresh pair of gloves. I watched in horror as he \n    washed my nut sack with alcohol. I screamed as the surgical blade \n    cut into my nut sack. I was crying as he pulled my left nut out of \n    the sack. I watched as he cut it off. He was silent as he tied the \n    cords, and stiched up the sack. I felt pain, I could feel the \n    needle going in and out of the sack.\n    \n    He walked over to Jeremy. \"You are going to fuck your friend in his \n    asshole just as you fucked my wife. If you don't, I will remove his \n    remaining testical. And my guards will fuck him. \"\n    \n    My table was adjusted, my asshole was exposed. I watched in pain as \n    Jer was unstrapped. \n    \n    Part 3 soon\n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052127/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 81, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slavepig's Castration", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Filming of a master and slave", "Text": "I met Craig and his sub slave through an internet ad. Craig was looking for\nsomeone to film his sub's torture sessions and humiliation. It was to be a\ndocumentary of sorts.  \nBasically I would just roll the camera and follow Craig around the big house..\nHe was mid 40's balding hairy with a muscular body and very masculine. He\nwould wear a leather mask whenever I filmed. The sessions all took place in\nthe soundproofed basement. The slave was mid 30s mostly smooth with a slim\nmuscular body. Very good looking model type features.He apparently was kept in\na prison cell like 12 by 12 cage that was in the basement. When I first saw\nhim he was in leg shackles and cuffed to the bars. He looked scared but\nresigned to his fate. That first time was an experience for me. I filmed as\nCraig took the slave from the cage and attached him to shackles that had been\nsuspended from the ceiling. Once he was secure Craig had access to the slave\nfrom both sides. He then proceeded to flog and beat the slave's butt and back\nwith various instruments for over an hour. There was a belt to start with then\nvarious whips of length and thickness.The slave was screaming at the top of\nhis lungs after a while begging Craig to stop but that only seemed to fuel\nCraig's intensity.  \nFinally Craig told the slave to shut the hell up and stuffed a gag in his\nmouth. He took out a huge bullwhip and went to town on the slave.  \nAfter a short break the beatings began again but this time the concentration\nwas on the slave's front side. I never saw a guy whip a guy in the front but\nCraig did just that. When he was done he released the slave who crumpled in a\nheap. He then was dragged back in his cell still with the gag in his mouth and\nthe cell was locked.That was the filming for the night.Craig said the title\nfor the first film would be called SlavePigs Beating.  \n  \nA week later I heard from Craig again and told to come by.The slave was taken\nfrom the cage and tied face up spreadeagled on a bed in the basement. This\ntime the slave had a hood on.  \nThe cameras rolled and Craig lit up a very big thick round cigar.He sat in a\nchair at the foot of the bed and started slapping the slave's cock and balls.\nSlowly at first but increasing in intensity. It went on for 20 minutes at\nleast. The slave was screaming but the sounds were all muffled. The slapping\nthen became a fist. Craig pounded the slave's cock and balls over and over and\nover.  \nCraig said \"Your cock and balls are disgusting. They need to be tortured and\nmaimed.\"  \nI kept rolling as Craig continued his assault. Finally he took a big hit of\npoppers. Uhoh I thought what now? Craig then took the cigar and put it\ndirectly on the slaves nuts one at a time leaving the cigar on them for 3-5\nseconds at a time.He kept repeating the process.He then went for the cock and\nactually slid the cigar up and down the shaft and then directly on to the\nhead. After a long time the torture finally stopped. The slaves organs looked\npurplish and were beginning to swell up. Craig untied his victim and again\ndragged him back to the cage where he threw him in. He told me the title for\nthe new film would be Slavepigs Beatings Part 2.  \nThis went on over the course of a few weeks. Each time would be new tortures.\nThere was one time when needles were inserted into the slaves piss hole and\nthrough his balls. Another when the slave was kicked repeatedly in the nuts.\nEach time Craig would be smoking a big cigar telling the slave what a\nworthless piece of shit he was and how the sight of his cock and balls\ndisgusted him. And more flogging,whipping.  \nThere were 8 films at the time all with the title Slavepigs beatings 1,2 etc.  \nThen the other night Craig told me there would be only 2 more films to shoot.\nI went over and the slave was already tied to a post.His cock and balls were\nalmost bright red.He had welts and bruises all over his body.Craig told me to\nstart rolling. he then asked the slave \"What would you like to do tonight\nslave?\" and the slave spoke for the first time..\"Take my balls Sir\". Craig\ntold the slave to beg for it and he actually did. \"Why do you want them off\nslave?\"\"Because they are worthless and useless Sir and I dont deserve to have\nthem\".I rolled then as Craig duct taped the slave's mouth shut and placed a\nhood over his head. Craig then took out these banding devices and over the\nnext hour applied four of them onto the slaves balls.The muffled screams\ncontinued as Craig puffed on his cigar occasionally saying \"getting there\nsoon.The balls are getting darker and darker.\"  \nFinally when he was satisfied he took the bands off.The balls looked dead. He\nthen took a suture like metallic instrument and methodically cut and snipped\nuntil both balls were off and put on a plate. I was instructed to stop\nfilming. Craig then started sewing up where the castration took place.\"we'll\ncall that one SlavePigs Castration\".  \nNow Im at home waiting...one more film...Slavepigs penectomy I assume.Another\nweek or two.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Susan's first castration", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Susan\\'s brother cuts her hair off as she sleps. She decides to make the punishment fit the crime.", "Text": "` Susan was only eight, but proud of her bouncing pony tail. One day she and\nher brother Jack, who was twelve, had a silly argument. \"I'll get you!!\"\nsnapped Jack, walking out of the room. `\n\nNext morning, a snipping noise woke Susan. She saw Jack at the foot of her\nbed, holding a big pair of scisors in one hand, and Susan's severed ponytail\nin the other!!\n\n\"N-n-n-n-noooo!!\" shouted Susan. Jack laughed, and threw the ponytail into the\nfire.\n\nTheir mother punished Jack.But Susan swore revenge. What could she do? Jack\nkept his hair low, so a secret haircut was not the answer. Then she thought,\n\"I'll cut off that funny thing between his legs. That'll hurt.\" as an innocent\nlittle girl, Susan had no idea what \"that thing\" was.\n\nNext morning, Susan entered Jack's room carrying the same scissors he had\nused. She crept up to him, pulling his pjamas down. Jack didn't wake, He'd\nalready started having erotic wet dreams, and this was just stoking his\nfantasy of having a woman pull his trousers down and giving him a blow job.\n\nSusan placed the scissors around his penis and testicles. Just then he awoke.\n\n\"N-n-n-n-oooooooo!!\" he screamed. Strangely, his penis went erect and broke\nfree of the scissors. Deciding that she might at least do something before he\ncould snatch the scissors away from her, Susan swiftly cut off Jack's scrotum.\n\nHe collapsed, screaming. As Susan heard their Mum coming to the room, she\nthrew Jack's scrotum and balls onto the fire.\n\nAs their Mum saw what had happened, she burst into tears. \"But Mum,\" said\nSusan, \"they'll grow again, won't they? My hair will grow again, so won't\nthey?\"\n\nAnd so Susan's brother became her first eunuch. She was to develop an\ninsatiable appetite for castrating men and boys.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hijras Of India (news article)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "India: Begging eunuchs of Bombay  \n  \nIn Bombay and other big cities of India you come across groups of people  \ncalled \"Hijras\" or \"Chakkas\". These are eunuchs, castrated between the ages of  \n10 and 15 years on supposedly religious grounds. You find then asking for alms  \nnear places of tourist interest, outside halls where weddings or naming  \nceremonies are taking place, and outside houses where there are newborn\nbabies.  \nThe style of begging is very aggressive. In groups of three or four they  \nconfront individuals, clapping and making gestures with their fingers. Give\nthem  \nmoney and they will bless you and your family and pray for increased libido\nfor  \nyou and for male heirs for your family. Refusal is followed by abuse, and  \nobscene gestures, and some of them will lift their \"petticoats\", exposing\ntheir  \ngenitals and cursing. The Hijras live in communities. Why do they live like  \nthis? To find out we decided to ask them.  \n  \nWe contacted Hijras begging at the traffic lights outside our hospital. It  \ntook two months of persuasion before they agreed to talk and to provide data.  \nIndividual interviews were refused but we were invited to their colony near  \nSionkoliwada in Bombay's slums and were allowed to conduct group interviews\nwith  \n35 Hijras in groups of 3 or 4. Eventually, clinical photography was permitted  \nby 5 of them, for a sum of 200 rupees.  \n  \nThe Hijras were between 20 and 45 years old. Almost all of them had been  \nsold by their poverty-stricken parents or kidnapped as children. Subsequently  \nthey were castrated, including a penectomy, without anaesthesia. We were told  \nthat many children died from complications such as sepsis or haemorrhage. Most  \ncame from Tamil Nadu, but many of the Tamil speakers could speak and\nunderstand  \nHindi.  \n  \nThey lived in small huts in Sionkoliwada and got along well with their  \nneighbours in the slums. They had no source of income other than alms, and  \ntheirs was a hand-to-mouth existence. Alcohol abuse and drugs (hashish) were  \ncommon. They were very much against the idea of seeking medical care from our  \nhospital, which they knew was attached to a medical college, and only accident  \ncases were taken to a public hospital. They feared intrusion into their\nprivacy  \nby the inquisitive junior doctors in hospitals. They followed the Hindu\nreligion  \nbut had a goddess of their own--a reincarnation of Durga, perched on a\nrooster,  \ncalled \"Bahucharaji Devimaa\". PAGE 3  \nThe Lancet, January 4, 1992  \n  \nAs we gaind the confidence of the elders in the Hijra community, some broke  \ndown and said they were contemplating suicide because they did not want to go\non  \nliving in this way. We learned that well-organised gangs kidnap children in\npoor  \nareas of India or buy them from starving parents for as little as 30 rupees.\nThe  \nboys are then brought to the cities, castrated, and set up as beggars, who\nwill  \nbe money-making machines for up to 40 years. These Mafia-type kidnap gangs\nthus  \nexploit the religious sentiments and collective psyche of the Hindu community.  \nThey provide protection and living quarters for the Hijras, who in turn pass\non  \na percentage of their earnings to the gang in charge of their area.  \n  \nAt the age of 16-18 the Hijras do develop a desire for sexual activity,  \ndirected towards males. To satisfy this need they go and stay with other men\nin  \nthe neighbourhood who are living alone or whose wives are sick or away from  \nhome. They do all the household work and agree to receptive anal intercourse,  \nfrom which they get sexual gratification. This desire diminishes with age, and  \nby age 40-45 they stop indulging in such activities. In two of the men we  \nexamined clinically the perianal skin was scarred and thickened, suggesting a  \nhealed inflammatory condition. Some of the men described lesions that may have  \nbeen anal condylomas. Although we suggested that all of them have free testing  \nfor HIV at our hospital none agreed to this.  \n  \nIn parts of India today young boys are at risk of being kidnapped or sold  \nand then forced to live a subhuman life as eunuchs. The authorities are aware\nof  \nthese activities and Indian newspapers have exposed these and other atrocities  \ncommitted on poverty-stricken rural populations. But in a corruption-loaded  \nsociety such as India's political protection sustains Mafia-style activities.  \nPressure from the medical community may succeed where publicity elsewhere has  \nfailed. The practice must be stopped and for those surviving victims  \nrehabilitation should be offered, permitting life with some sort of dignity.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Disco Dancer", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Searching for treasures in the big city filled with young, beautiful men.", "Text": "I\u2019d seen him before, perhaps on the street. He was beautiful, so perfect and\nyoung. Perhaps nineteen or twenty. I tried to catch his eye before but he\nsmiled and walked on by. As though I never existed.  \n  \nBut I saw him tonight. On the dance floor. An occasional glimpse amidst the\nsea of faces. Gyrating on the dance floor to the throbbing pulse of the music.\nI\u2019d see his face and then it was gone. I pushed into the crowd of bodies and\nslowly worked my way towards the face. Nothing. I looked into the faces,\nsearching for a sign. And then I saw him again. I pushed harder and wedged\nbetween the bodies, there he was. His body coming into and out of view between\nthe endless bodies. Naked. Slithering to the music. Throwing his hips into the\nrhythm and spinning his torso with the beat and his hands folded neatly atop\nhis head. Many wore no shirts, both boys and girls. But only a few were so\nbold or unashamed to be less scantily dressed.  \n  \nI pushed further until I brushed up against his side. I stared into his eyes\nwith the hopes that he would notice but his eyes were glazed, staring into the\ndistance. A constant smile on his lips as he bobbed his head with the music.\nDusted. Probably on some party drug. I tried to capture his attention but he\ndanced with no one in particular, just the crowd.  \n  \nI was able to step back for a second and catch a glimpse of his body. His\nslender body was perfectly tanned and muscled, with the most beautiful smooth\nlegs. I watched as he gyrated, his testicles swinging heavily in the bottom of\nhis hairless scrotum, bouncing from thigh to thigh. His penis had darker skin\nthan his legs and the purplish head was large and protruded from the wrinkled\nskin. He looked so wonderful.  \n  \nI pressed forward but he was gone. Drifting between the bodies. I danced\ntowards the back of his head and then I was at his rear. I slowly ran my hands\ndown his backside and onto his buttock, circling each check with my hands and\nthen slowly circling upwards onto his chest. He leaned back, his smiling face\npointed towards the sky. He continued to gyrate and sway to the music. I\nstroked his biceps and his head came to rest on my shoulder. Smiling into the\nsky. I was in heaven!  \n  \nHe turned and faced me, but didn\u2019t seem to see me with his spaced out eyes.\nThe crowd pushed us together and his genitals were pushed onto my knee as our\nbodies meet. For a split second his face showed a trace of agony but it was\nquickly replaced by the slight smile. My hands reached between his crotch and\nencased his testicles but as quickly as we came together, we were pulled apart\nby the crowd. His testicles slid through my fingers like giant leathery eggs.\nI continue to dance with the hopes that I could feel his body again. Others\nsought the same pleasures and I struggled to mask my jealous rage against\nthem.  \n  \nThe songs drifted together and the faces in the crowd melted into one as the\nevening wore on. I\u2019d catch glimpses of the boy\u2019s face, always moving, always\ngone. I danced close enough to him to finally catch his left arm and I pulled\nit to draw him closer. He appeared to be indifferent as I drew him up to my\nchest. His eyes were closed to almost slits and his head bobbed almost too\nfreely. I swayed with the timing of his body.  \n  \nI reached around and placed my hand on the small of his back and pulled his\ncloser to my body. He grinded to the beat, his genitals scraping across my\nlevis. I reached with my other hand and grabbed the base of his penis and slid\nmy palm along it\u2019s base. So thick and warm and heavy in my hand. The head of\nthe penis feeling so enormous and smooth to the touch. I stroked it longingly,\nfeeling the music come alive. I wanted to feel it\u2019s strength in my hand as I\ncaressed it slowly.  \n  \nI backed aware for a second to see my affect. Nothing. His penis continued to\nsway to the music, swinging flaccidly from thigh to thigh.  \n  \nI wanted him hard. I wanted his penis out of the way.  \n  \nI pressed back to his chest and pulled his body up towards mine. I stared into\nhis smiling face, his eyes drifting across the room. I grabbed his hairless\nscrotum and circled his heavy testicles with my fore fingers and I pulled his\norbs down and away from his body. Nothing. His arms fluttered across his body\nand danced across his chest. For a brief second they caressed the sides of my\narms but then they were gone.  \nI brought my hand to my mouth and discretely spit into my palm. I reached\nbetween his legs and felt for the weight of his penis again. The skin felt so\nsatiny and smooth. I worked the head of the penis across the palm of my hand,\nletting the saliva lubricate the loose skin gathered around the glands. I felt\nlike coming.  \n  \nNothing. Still soft. His eyes, so dreamy and spacey. The stubble on his chin\nmade his look even younger. Not yet a man.  \n  \nI popped the blade open.  \n  \nWe danced between the bodies. A sea of flesh where sounds didn\u2019t exist under\nthe beating of the speakers. Our bodies met again and I slowly reached for his\ngenitals. His testicles were hanging so low, like bagged fruit hanging from a\ntree. I grasped his scrotum firmly in my hand, his penis draped across my\nwrist. I looked into his face for any sign and he smiled back at no one in\nreturn. I brought the blade up and made three quick pulling actions. For a\nbrief second his face contorted into a mask of pain and I thought that he\nmight scream.  \n  \nAnd then he was free. Still dancing and gyrating to the music. Arms, swaying\nand floating with the beat. I started to drift back and away. Through the\ncrowd, I saw his thighs, looking even tanner with the scarlet speckles of\nblood on them. Between them, his penis finally jutted from his body at a sharp\nangle, fully engorged. What looked like a long, bloody string of sperm strung\nfrom the tip of his cock. His penis looked so empty now, standing guard alone\nbetween his thighs.  \n  \nI finally stopped dancing when I\u2019d reached the edge of the floor. I squeezed\nmy fingers, caressing my treasure. So warm and soft in my hand. My eyes closed\nin pleasure as I felt the prizes shift inside. I stepped out into the night\nair and began to walk among the evening crowd. Some looked into my face,\nprobably wondering what stories I had to tell. Continuing to pinch the edges\nof the skin, I brought my new treasure to my lips and kissed it lightly, as a\nshocked woman\u2019s face floated by. I stepped down to the awaiting subway.  \n  \nOn the way home, I saw the most beautiful young man with the warmest smile and\ndazzling eyes \u2026  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 110, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Future Surgeon", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "What will the future be like? Here's a view.", "Text": "The surgeon, a very old man with a slight bend to his back,\nshuffled into the white-walled operating room.  He wore a white\ncotton, quilted tunic that buttoned on one side with loops around\nthe buttons, loose white pants, and a fashionable pair of white\nsneakers.  The top of his head was a pink, shiny dome with the\noccasional \"age spot\" here and there.  His pure white hair flowed\nout around his head, in a careless, wispy fashion.  He shuffled\nover to the bedside of a man lying on an ordinary looking hospital\nbed, with a white sheet pulled up to his neck.  The man looked at\nhim as if he was confused.\nThe surgeon spoke, \"Good morning Mr. Sprague.  I see you've\nhad your anesthetic.  Everything is all set, you're going to be fine,\nSir.  Let's get started.  Remove the sheet from the patient.  Now,\nlet's have a look at your arm.  One, two, three hard bumps under\nthe skin; all your medication is in place.  Good.  Your genital\nregion has been thoroughly depilated.  That's good.  Let's have\nthe leg supports in place bedside, that's right.  Be sure they're\nlocked securely.  Good.  Ready to lift his legs?  All right then, lift\nup, and over, right over now.  You will experience some\ndiscomfort, Sir, as you are bent back.  That's right, bend him\nback, legs right over the top of his head.  Take that pillow out\nfrom under his head now.  Careful with his neck.  All right, he's\nfine that way.  Secure his legs down in the supports.  Make those\nstraps snug now, he may struggle reflexively a bit when we begin\ncutting . . . and how are you Sir?  Don't try to speak, the\nanesthetic won't let you sound intelligible anyway.  It's funny that\nway.  The position may seem awkward to you, and even\ndangerous or frightening, but we' ve neutered thousands of\nfellows in this position, and we've found that it actually improves\ntheir spinal health.  I hope you don't feel silly with your ass up in\nthe air like this, but we're all professionals here, and we'll do\naway with your genitals much easier this way.  Hand me down\nthe hose.  Thank you.  You see Sir, this large, white hose that\nruns up to the ceiling has all the surgical equipment inside it to do\nthe job.  This probe that extends down from the side of the hose,\ngoes into your anus to locate, and stabilize the hose, and helps to\nmonitor the operation.  You will feel it inflate inside you to keep\nitself in place.  I'll start the probe into your anus . . . vacuum on\nthe hose now please.  Genitals entering the hose under suction,\nprobe entering the anus.  So much easier than years ago.  You\nwill feel the catheter entering your penis, Sir, the new anesthetic\nonly affects the sensation of pain itself, so you will feel everything\nelse.  There, all in.  Arm the machine please, and, activate --\nnow.  You'll feel a tug on your organs, Sir, as they come off. \nThere, the indicator shows they're off . . . now cautery . . . cautery\n. . . hmm, a bit more than I expected, but duly noted.  All done. \nAutoretract the hose please, and . . . perfect!  Perfect job. \nCatheter is flush with the wound, looks just right. \nCongratulations, Sir, you are now a full eunuch, and entitled to all\nthe tax and other priveleges thereof.  Congratulations!  Please be\nsure to stop at billing on your way out, and have a nice day.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 58, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Eighteenth Birthday Present", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Went on a holiday and got castrated becuse I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.", "Text": "I was born on the 26th December 1942.  This was always a sore point \n    as I got the one present for my Christmas and my Birthday.  In 1959 \n    two mates and myself decided to go on a camping trip to an isolated \n    beach.  The beach was called Turtle Cove, because at the peak tides \n    green backed turtles would come up above the high tide mark to lay \n    eggs.  We arrived at the beach in an old utility on the 24th \n    December and set up a tent.  All went well for two days, but on the \n    26th, which was a Saturday, I decided to have a look for turtles.  \n    King tide was at 12.10 a.m. so I had a bit of a sleep and then went \n    looking. I started at about 11.00 p.m. and after about an hour and \n    a half I heard this grunting sound, and there was a turtle about \n    1.2 metres long coming up the beach.  She came up over the high \n    tide mark then moved back a couple of times,then finally decided on \n    a spot to lay eggs.  I watched as she dug the sand to make a hole, \n    then lay eggs. I was pretty excited and decided to go and tell my \n    mates.  I had about a five minute walk.  I had just gone a short \n    distance in the moonlight when someone shouted at me to stop.  I \n    felt a bit uneasy, and this feeling got worse when another fellow \n    started shouting at me. I got frightened and started to run back to \n    the tent. I ran for a hundred yards or so when a fairly big fellow \n    came out and punched me.  I was quite dizzy when they grabbed me \n    and carried me to a caravan with a lean-to.  They took me inside \n    and there was this young girl all distressed and crying.  As soon \n    as she saw me she started pointing and yelling and saying something \n    in a foreign language.  The three men holding me started talking \n    and yelling in a foreign language.  Then they dragged me over a \n    table, ripped my pants down and castrated me. They carried me out \n    and dumped me under a tree out near the beach.  I passed out, then \n    woke about 5.00 a.m. covered in blood, and feeling very cold and \n    weak. I manaaged to stagger back to the tent and woke my mates.  \n    They decided to take me to the nearest town to the ambulance.  \n       We had come in an old utility and it wouldn't start.  After \n    about an hour of trying they eventually got it going.  It was a \n    three hour trip to the nearest town and when we got there the local \n    ambulance man was on holidays and the police station was unmanned \n    because the policeman was on holidays.  It was a five hour drive to \n    the next largest town.  By this time I didn't really have any \n    interest in what was happening.  I ended up in a very efficient \n    hospital, and the next day I was interviewed by the police.  It was \n    a bit annoying, because I got the impression that the police \n    thought it was a bit of a joke and I deserved what I got.  About a \n    week later they took me back to the beach to try to find the people \n    who did it but there was no trace of them. \n        About three months later there was a rape at the same beach, \n    and the cuprit was caught immediately.  He then confessed to the \n    police that he had raped a girl three months previously, and took \n    them to the spot where I had been castrated.  The police then came \n    with a vengance and asked me all sorts of questions in an effort to \n    fine the culprits, but it was too late.  The rapist got seven years \n    with a parole period after four and a half years. I got a life \n    sentence on my eithteenth birthday.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Guard Dog on Duty", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A chance meeting at a leather bar leads to a unique castration.", "Text": "` Guard Dog on Duty `\n\nby Allen Baker\n\nDuring our first talk when I met him at the bar, John told me he had a mixed\nbreed dog at home. I stood a step below this burly, leather-clad top as he\nkeyed open the door to his three-story brownstone. The sign in the window read\n\"Guard Dog on Duty\". The rasping sound of the key in the door lock attracted\nthe beast's attention. The scurrying sound of paws on bare wood floor\naccompanied the howling and growling of a beast inside. The noise was low and\nintensely deep and resonant. I expected a big beast, but what pounded on his\nmaster was a total shock.\n\nThis was definitely a dog. But a man-made one. A man-dog in the bondage/slave\nleather tradition of the term. An enslaved captive with no other purpose than\nto satisfy his master. Worship his master. Obey his master. As a submissive, I\nhad experience in such play, but this was different. This wasn't play. This\nwas for keeps.\n\nThe boy/dog's face was youthful and full of devotion as it lapped at the\nmaster's palm in greeting. But it had been altered. The nose surgically\nreconfigured into a snout. The ears elongated and pointed. The body had been\naltered, too. I had read of such things, mostly fantasy, but had never\nexpected to actually see it. The legs and arms had been amputated just below\nthe knees and elbows. The stumps had been fitted with leather paws that\nsported carved bone claws. The dog had indeed been neutered as well. This was\ndisconcerting to say the least. But the two features that freaked me most were\nthe fur pelt and the tail. Some very talented, expensive surgeon had somehow\nequipped this mutt with a new hide of dark brown fur/hair that covered all but\nits face, stomach, and groin. And the tail was actually wagging in delight at\nhaving its master home.\n\n\"Down, boy, down. This is Darwin. Well, boy, how do you greet our guest?\" The\nboy/dog obediently sniffed then licked at my outstretched hand. Then he\nnuzzled in to give my crotch a friendly sniff. Then he sat back on his\nhaunches and beat his tail loudly against the floor and panted in a friendly\nmanner. His tongue lulled out the side of his elongated mouth. His canines had\nbeen augmented in length, and all the teeth had been shaped to points. I just\nstared at the surgically modified tongue. It hung a good five inches over the\nside of his chin. It pulsed with the mutts panting and dripped a puddle of dog\ndrool onto the floor. I'm sure I must have given a very impolite gawk, but\nit's not every day that one sees the like of this.\n\nJohn laughed at my response. \"He definitely has that effect on people the\nfirst time. He's really quite tame, unless provoked or unless I order him to\nattack. Ok, boy, I'll come feed you.\"\n\nQuick as a flash, the dog scampered down the hall and turned into an archway\nat the rear. \"Come have a beer,\" John said over his shoulder as he led the way\ndown the hall and into the kitchen. John handed me a beer and grabbed a large\ncan from the cupboard. The whir of the can opener was attended by the pungent\nodor of dog food. The dog pranced impatiently as John emptied the contents\ninto a dog dish. My stomach cramped a little as i watched the hound chow down\non the noxious mixture. \"Bet you're thirsty, too, boy.\" John picked up the\nother bowl from the floor and unzipped. Soon the pungent odor of liquid gold\nfought with the smell of the canned food. John set the slightly steaming bowl\nonto the floor. The dog greedily lapped at its master's fluid.\n\nJohn chatted about everyday things, but I hardly could concentrate. I was\nlooking at his face, but my mental attention was on the creature at our feet.\nSoon its bowl was empty and he padded to the back door and whined. Without\ninterrupting his monologue, John held the door open. The dog ran out into the\nsmall fenced-in area behind the house. Past John's shoulder, I could see it\nsquat and shit. It turned and sniffed its own poop and then raced back into\nthe kitchen.\n\n\"Let's head down to my playroom.\" John patted my rump and scratched the dog\nbehind the ears. \"Ever been fucked by a dog?\"\n\n\"Ah, no,\" I stuttered, finding it disconcerting that John talked as if this\nwere truly an animal with no higher intelligence or will of its own. But at\nthe same time, I found myself being strangely aroused by this unique\nexperience. At the bottom of the steps, John opened a padlocked room, and the\ndog skirted in ahead of him. It was an S/M's paradise dream!. Every instrument\nof torment and bondage conceivable hung from the pegboard walls. There were\nbondage tables and crosses in the center of the room along with a leather\nsling dangling from the ceiling.\n\n\"Well, don't just stand there. Strip. I'm in charge in this room, and I expect\nobedience from both of you.\"\n\nI eagerly did as I was told, excited that the games were finally beginning.\nMaster John, pushed me to my knees in front of his unzipped jeans. He hauled\nout his thickening meat and pushed it into my mouth. I saw him snap his\nfingers at the dog and point behind me. Suddenly, I felt a long tongue slobber\nacross my left ass cheek. It labored along and across my crack to cover the\nright one, too. Then it slithered down the crack itself and I was suddenly\nmoaning as Master's dick slid in and out of my throat. That tongue! That\nmarvelous, long, talented tongue! I'd never felt the like of it. It rimmed and\ntwisted and swirled. It curled and dipped. And finally insinuated its way\ninside. Deep inside. It felt like a rubbery, come-alive dildo. It explored the\nsides and depths of my inside. It poked and prodded and pushed at my prostate.\nI didn't touch myself, but a steady stream of pre-goo slithered out my piss\nslit and threaded its way to the floor. I hummed around the thick dick that\nstretched my mouth. I loved it.\n\nMaster John pulled out and strapped me on my back on the table. He harnessed\nmy ankles and tied them off far apart and pointed to ceiling. My exposed\ncrotch and ass were at the edge of the table. He placed a platform on the\nfloor at that end. \"Hop up there boy.\" The dog obeyed. Then it stood on its\nhind legs and moved between my own. Its front paws landed on my shoulders\nabout the time as its rigid dog dick arrowed into my asshole. We both yelped:\nme in pain and he in pleasure. It was wild to look up into that face\nsurrounded by fur and feel the indentations its nails were making in my\nshoulder muscles. It lapped at my face, slobbered onto my nose and eyelids. It\nplayfully nipped at my earlobe. And all the while kept up a steady pounding\ninto my anal pleasure tube.\n\nMaster John watched for a short time, then stepped behind the dog and nailed\nit with his hard dick. The dog yelped again, but only increased his fuck pace,\nimpaling himself with his master's cock on each withdrawal from my ass. Soon,\nMaster John withdrew and pulled the dog away with a yank on its collar. He\npointed to a corner. \"Sit!\"\n\nThe dog whimpered, but pulled its tail between its legs and obeyed.\n\nMaster retied me face down over a low wooden frame. My knees were spread wide\non the floor, and my ass and crotch were totally vulnerable. Master kneeled\nbehind me and began to fuck my ass in earnest. He snapped his fingers again,\nand the dog quickly joined us. I was surprised to see it roll onto its back\nand slither under the frame. And then that fabulous tongue caressed my cock.\nIt wrapped around it and jacked it. It bathed my balls with dog saliva. It was\nheaven. I was beginning to pant right along with the animal.\n\n\"Well, boy, think we can come together? Getting close?\"\n\nI couldn't answer other than to nod my head.\n\n\"Good, cause I'm about ready to shoot. And watch that dog's cock. The only\ntime he shoots is when I tell him he can suck on a guy's balls. Get ready,\ncause this is the ultimate experience of your life.\"\n\nHe kept pumping and prodding my hot button deep inside. The dog's tongue\nlapped at my balls, and I felt them begin to pull up for a boiling climax.\n\"Oh, now!\" I shouted. \"I'm there, I'm gonna shoot!\"\n\nI began to spout and everything else happened really fast. My ass milked\nMaster John. He began to roar. \"Okay, boy, eat those nuts!\"\n\nMy cock lurched again as that hot canine mouth engulfed my sack and sucked my\nballs deep into its throat. I watched in fascination as a thick river of dog\nseed spouted out of the end of that hairy dick. And then I screamed as the dog\ndid as ordered. Those sharpened teeth chomped down on my bag again and again\nuntil i felt it mauled totally free of my crotch. The dog wriggled away from\nme and sat up. I watched in shocked horror as it did its Master's bidding. It\nchewed and swallowed and did indeed eat my balls!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 145, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration Quickie Three", "Tags": "TESTICLES, TEASE", "Summary": "A rewrite of a fantasy sent me by a female penpal. \\\"Schoolgirls\\\" dancing in a circle. Snip! Snip!", "Text": "` What a dream! I and a handful of my female friends, dressed like naughty\nschoolgirls-in bright white blouses and scandalously short skirts, our hair\ndone up in pigtails-we danced in a circle around a handsome man. We giggled\nand laughed like little girls and touched ourselves and each other. `\n\nThe man wore only his birthday suit and he enjoyed our bouncing breasts and\nthe occasional flash of panties or shaved pussy lips or bare buttocks. His\ncock had completely hardened when we began to sing: \"Ring around the rosie,\npockets full of posies, ashes, ashes, we all fall down.\"\n\nAs we continued to dance, each woman took a turn dancing into the center of\nthe circle to tease the man. She might pout her lips and fondle herself, or\nlift up her skirt and shimmy her hips or shake her ass. We all stripped as we\ndanced, unbuttoning and discarding our blouses and skirts. He found our\nperformance so engrossing that he didn't notice the light catching on our\nmetal implements. Some of us wore daggers on our supple thighs. Others wore\nscissors hanging from our necks, dangling between our breasts.\n\nWe continued to sing to the same melody, but the lyrics changed. Our sexy\ndisplay must have so enchanted him that he didn't notice until it was too\nlate. I could see a pearl of precum glistening on the pisshole of his handsome\ncock. I danced into the center of the circle and ran my finger along the\nshaft, gathering the clear drop on my finger. He shivered as I touched the\nbead to my tongue and savored the alkaline saltiness. The lyrics rang in my\nears as I cuddled his scrotum in my palm: \"Ring around the rosie, pockets full\nof posies . . .\" His erection held his dick out the way. I gazed into his eyes\nand witnessed his expression change from bliss to terror as awareness struck\nhim simultaneously with my scissors: \"Snip one, snip two, no more nuts for\nyou-hoo.\" The song rang sweet and true.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 21, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "James' New Career, Part 1", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "James was out of luck and out of work until he saw a job for a security guard.&nbsp; The job was more than he ever expected.", "Text": "For James, it started out as just another day but, then he remembered that it\nwas the 10th  \nanniversary of his new life. He would spend the rest of the day working the\nbaths around dozens of  \nbeautiful women. And, for James it would be just another day at work.  \n  \nJames had been a star college football player. He was 6'4\" and about 250\npounds of muscle.  \nGirls of all sizes, shapes and colors draped themselves all over him. He was a\nshoo-in for a big pro  \nfootball contract.  \n  \nThat all ended the day he injured his knee in practice. He got to keep his\nscholarship, but the  \nidea of pro football was over. And, when his scholarship ran out a few months\nlater, he was out. No  \nmoney, no college degree and no real education. He had majored in sex, beer\nand football. Now,  \nhe had no future and little hope. That is until he saw an advertisement for an\noverseas security job.  \n  \nHe went to the office for an interview. A middle eastern man behind the desk\nlooked him up  \nand down, then invited him to sit down. \"The job requires guarding my\nemployer's most valuable  \nproperty. It has a five-year contract and pays $200,000 per year. During the\ncontract term, you will  \nwork seven days a week and all of your needs will be taken care of. The money\nwill be paid in a lump  \nsum at the end, tax free.\" And, he could renew the contract if he wanted.  \n  \nIt sounded like a good deal. When James pressed the man, all he got were vague\nanswers  \nabout his duties. The only straight answer was: \"We are paying a lot of money\nfor your services.  \nYou will have to make great sacrifices in this job but the money may make them\nworth it to you.\"  \n  \nA million bucks, tax free for five years work, double that for 10. He could be\nfinancially set  \nfor life. James took the job and signed a long contract written in\nintelligible language. He would  \nregret not reading it.  \n  \nAfter that, things happened quickly. Within days, he been given a physical and\ngot his  \npassport and visas. Then, he was in a first class seat on a flight to the\nmiddle east. He was met at  \nthe airport and driven in a Mercedes limousine into the desert. After a couple\nof hours, he saw a huge  \npalace in the distance. A short time later, the limousine pulled through a\ngate and stopped. He was  \nmet by a tall black man in robes. \"Welcome to our home,\" the man said. \"Follow\nme inside and I  \nwill explain your duties.\"  \n  \nThe interior of the palace was incredibly luxurious. There was marble\neverywhere. It was  \nhout outside but the air conditioning made the inside almost uncomfortably\ncool. The place was  \ndesigned to impress and it did. He followed the man into an office with a\nlarge desk.  \n  \n\"I am Isaac, the chief black eunuch,\" the man said after offering James a\nseat. \"It isn't often  \nthat we get an American volunteering to work for me, but I am glad to have\nyou.\"  \n  \n\"What!\" James shouted. \"I didn't volunteer to have my balls cut off. I signed\non to guard  \nthe employer's most valuable property. I want out of here.\"  \n  \nIsaac looked at him for a minute. \"First, you did volunteer to become a\neunuch. It's in your  \ncontract. Second, you will be guarding his most valuable property, his harem.\nAnd, third, as you  \nprobably do not know, there are two kinds of eunuchs. There are white eunuchs\nwho guard the  \noutside of the palace and who act as servants and assistants to the sheik.\nThey are just deballed to  \nensure their loyalty. And, they never enter the harem. You will see two at the\nentrance, but they  \nnever go inside.  \n  \n\"Because you are black like me, you will work inside the harem. And, just like\nme and all other  \nblack eunuchs, you will be clean shaven. Everything is going to be removed,\"\nIsaac explained.  \n  \nJames jumped out of his chair. \"There's no fuckin' way I'm going to let you do\nthat. I'm  \nleaving,\" he shouted.  \n  \n\"It's not so easy,\" Isaac said. \"In this country, breach of contract with the\nsheik is a capital  \noffense. He could have your head instead of your manhood removed if you\nrefuse. And, if he decided  \nto kick you out, it's a long, dry walk back to the city. By the way, if you\ndon't have a ticket home,  \nyou will be arrested as a vagrant and tossed into jail until you buy one. You\nreally don't have much  \nof a choice, do you. It's your cock and balls or your head.\"  \n  \nAs James was taking it all in, two large white men dressed in robes and\ncarrying swords  \nentered the room and stood, one on each side of the door. \"Go with them, we\nmay as well get the  \nsurgery over with now, don't you think?\" Isaac remarked calmly. \"After a\nwhile, you won't miss your  \npackage and after all, you agreed to if for $1 million. And, oh, yes, the\nguards with you are eunuchs.  \nThey just have something left to pass water\"  \n  \nHe walked out of the room with one guard in front and the other following him.\nThey walked  \nthrough several doors, then went down a plain corridor that was obviously for\nthe staff, not the owner.  \nFinally, they walked into a well-equipped medical clinic. For the first time,\none of the guards spoke:  \n\"Go into the next room, take a shower and come back here,\" the man said in a\nthick east european  \naccent.  \n  \nA few minutes later, James came out. He had a towel around his waist. One of\nthe guards  \ngrabbed it. James stood naked. The reality of what was about to happen\nsuddenly hit him. He was  \nabout to have his penis and balls cut off.  \n  \n\"Yeah, it is a big step and it will be worse for you than it was for us. All\nwe lost was our balls.  \nWhen our contracts are up, we can take our $500,000 and get hormone treatment.\nFor you, well,  \nthat's not a real option,\" the head guard said. \"Now, lay down on the table.\"  \n  \nJames didn't have a choice. He lay down and his arms were strapped to the\ntable. Then, his  \nlegs were placed in stirrups and strapped in. His manhood was exposed and in\nthe air. Then, a man  \nin a white coat came in.  \n  \n\"Relax. I am Dr. Saud. I was trained in the United States and I am a board\ncertified  \nurologist,\" he said. \"Once, the death rate from this surgery was very high,\nbut I've never lost a  \npatient. It's fairly simple surgery.\" Dr. Saud sat on a stool and rolled it\nbetween James's legs. He  \nbegan feeling James' balls and penis.  \n  \nI'll give you a local. The surgery requires several stitches and you will have\na catheter for a  \nfew weeks while you heal but you should be fine. It does seem such a shame to\ncut off such a nice set  \nbut that's what I'm paid for,\" he said. \"After a few months, you won't miss\nthem. It will be like they  \nwere never there.\" The doctor then gave James a sedative that would relax him\nbut he would stay  \nawake.  \n  \nWithin a few minutes, James was floating on a valium cloud. It was dreamy but\nhe would  \nremember everything. \"For centuries, my predecessors just had the candidate\nheld down, then they  \ntook everything with a single slice of a special blade. I think it was\nbarbaric. Now, we do it  \npainlessly,\" the doctor said.  \n  \nThe doctor go a surgery set and injected James with a local. Within a few\nminutes, he was  \nnumb. Then, the doctor got to work. James felt some pulling but that was all.\n\"First, we cut off the  \nscrotum as far up as I can and sew it up,\" the doctor said to the guards.\n\"It's the same surgery I did  \nfor you two last year.\" A few seconds later, James's balls and sack were in a\nmetal tray.  \n  \nJames could \"feel\" as much as hear the stitches. Then he saw the doctor had\nhis penis in his  \nhands. \"We have to take it as close to the abdomen as possible. The sheik\ndoesn't want even a nub  \nleft.\" With that, the doctor reached for a scalpel and began working.\nSuddenly, James knew. He had  \nbeen neutered. But, because of the tranquilizer, it didn't seem real.  \n  \nIt seemed like forever for the doctor to complete the surgery. After a while,\nit was over and  \na gurney was brought to the side of the table. James was released and slid\nonto the gurney. He was  \ntaken to a hospital room and put into bed and his hands were restrained. \"It's\nso you won't mess with  \nthe bandages,\" the doctor said.  \n  \nFor the first few days, James had his meals brought to him by an older woman\nnurse. She fed  \nhim, gave him sponge baths, changed his bandages and gave him valium. She\nnever said a word and  \nwas careful that he didn't see himself while the bandages were changed. Twice\na day, the doctor  \nchecked in.  \n  \nAfter a week, the doctor removed the bandages and catheter and let him out of\nbed. It was  \ntime for a first shower. James was still sore and a bit sleepy from the drugs\nas he walked to the  \nshower. He lathered up and when he reached between his legs, the reality of\nthe situation hit him.  \n  \n\"It won't do you any good to dwell on what was,\" the doctor told James as he\nremoved the  \nstitches. \"Concentrate on what can and will be.\"  \n  \nWithin a couple of days, James started training for his new career: harem\nguard.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 147, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "SouthAmeriCannibalism", "Tags": "WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, EXTREME / DEATH / DISMEMBERMENT", "Summary": "Thanks to her \u201cexposure\u201d on eunuch.org, CB is now a contract journalist exclusively reporting \u201cLifestyles of the Richly Bizarre.\u201d This preliminary dispatch comes from a top-shelf \u201cpony farm\u201d somewhere in the southern hemisphere", "Text": "` * * * * * `\n\nCoke is the export. Cocks are the import.\n\n* * * * * \n\nTwenty-four faces. Some smiling, some laughing, some grimacing, some contorted\nin so much fierce agony that only death can follow.\n\nIn fact, all 24 faces are already dead. And their distinct and disturbing\nexpressions are frozen for eternity.\n\nThis, in a way then, is their immortality.\n\nThey got this way because they wanted it this way. All 24 disembodied heads\nare preserved in taxidermic perfection. All expressions preserve the pinnacle\nof their erotic-toxic perfucktion.\n\n* * * * * \n\nI was blindfolded when first led into the teak-paneled chamber. I had been\nblindfolded ever since I boarded the private Lear out of Rio.\n\nI had no idea where I was, other than the ride was not long enough to have\ntaken me out of the continent. Based on the demeanor of the demented who met\nme after my commercial flight from Toronto touched down, I assumed I was going\nto be spending some quality time with the cartel crowd.\n\n* * * * * \n\nLight, at last. It was a dark night outside, but the teak chamber was torch-\nlit throughout with flickering flames of fire.\n\nIt had that real chamber-of-horrors look. Even before I caught sight of\nanything to be horrified about.\n\nThe demented left the room and clanked the big door shut behind them. I\nnoticed bars on the windows and I heard the door bolt slide locked, but I was\nnot alone in this eerie cell.\n\nBut I was the only one still alive.\n\nIt was like the most expensive and ornate museum room I had ever been in. My\n24 companions were magnificently displayed along the walls and counter-height\ntables. They were mounted on wood plaques with engraved gold labels.\n\nEach had a crystal clear glass dome as their see-through coffin. Each dome had\na wooden knob on top, seeming to coax the viewer to lift the coffin lid for an\neven better view.\n\nBeneath each head was a closed wooden cabinet, but fronted in clear glass and\nmade as richly tasteful as the rest of the chamber.\n\nI could see documents, photographs and videotapes in the cabinets. Some also\nhad assorted body parts that had also received a taxidermist\u2019s TLC.\n\nHands. Nipples. Whole breasts. Cock heads. Testicle sacs. Whole cock-and-ball\nstatues, and beautifully erect.\n\nIf I still had one, my cock would have gone to permanent attention too.\n\nEven without a cock though, a feeling of arousal is still strong in a place\nlike this. I took my time.\n\nThe cabinets were not locked. I lifted every dome and examined every document.\n\nI noticed that there were plenty of empty domes and empty cabinets. I figured\nat least 48 more could join us at these head tables.\n\nI also noticed a darkened room off to the side, with a couple of comfortable\nchairs and a big HDTV.\n\nI watched every tape.\n\nI learned every story.\n\nI saw the bodies cum and the heads come off.\n\nI saw life come and go.\n\nI saw things other than heads come off. And usually before the life had come\nand gone.\n\nI saw the kinky taxidermists in action.\n\nI saw beautiful naked women in face masks carving and eating cocks and balls.\n\nI saw smiling naked men gladly having those cocks and balls wrapped tight at\nthe bases so they could be cooked alive.\n\nBasted. Broiled. Boiled. Charcoal-roasted.\n\nSometimes those beautiful non-boneless boner stakes were even burned at the\nstake.\n\nAnd the faces of the meat donors always began with a smile.\n\nAnd like I said before, many also ended with a smile, but the spectrum of\npreserved expression ranged from ultimate happiness to ultimate horror.\n\nJust the way they wanted it.\n\nTheir signatures were on the documents. Their begging-for-torture voices were\non tape.\n\n* * * * * \n\nIt may have been hours, it may have been days, when the demented returned.\nTime was irrelevant, I had been so absorbed with the ghoulish stories and\nghoulish souvenirs of my 24 new friends.\n\nI wasn\u2019t tired and was glad to find it was party time.\n\nThe rest of the mansion was just as ornate as the chamber, but it was a lot\nmore lively.\n\nI was given a party menu. It listed available rooms with a full array of sex a\nla carte.\n\nI chose the roomful of naked black men with clean-shaven cocks that loved to\nbe sucked. I was so hungry, I needed mouthfuls of cum.\n\nAs I drained them and drank them, my own energy eventually drained and I\nneeded sleep.\n\nOne of the most beautiful of the black men escorted me to an elegant bedroom\nwith a king-size four-poster prepped and ready for us to snuggle together.\n\nAs he held me close, I felt his great cock harden again against my spooned\nbare ass.\n\nAs I dozed into a blissful sleep, my lover du jour whispered in my ear.\n\n\u201cFor breakfast, my cock is yours. I chose you for my ultimate fantasy. It will\nbe so wonderful to watch you cook and consume my huge cock and balls. With\nyour help, my smiling face will be number 25.\u201d\n\n* * * * * \n\n_CB  \nwill be  \nback  \nsometime  \nwith  \nthe rest of the story  \nand  \nthe rest of the stories. _\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 90, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Rub You Down!", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "For Adult Entertainment only.<BR><BR>I love You and Happy Birthday to me!", "Text": "` Dim the lights.  \n  \nLight the candles.  \n  \nTurn on the romantic music.  \n  \nBreak out the oils... 'cause I'm about to RUB YOU DOWN!  \n  \nHumming softly to the music, I hold a bottle of oil just above the candle to\ndeepen it's warmth.  \n  \nI look deeply into your eyes and return a teasing smile. Letting the oil run\ninto my hands, and rubbing them together, I allow the friction to intensify\nthe warmth of the oil, I lean forward to reach out with my heated touch and\nplace my hands flat across your shoulders. Using only my thumbs I trace upward\nfrom shoulder blade to shoulder blade, then up the back of your neck. With\nsmall, tight circles I increase the pressure on your relaxing muscles. I can\nfeel the tension drain from your body as you release first a sigh and then a\nsoft moan. Working my hands in a downward spiral, I use the heels of my palms\nto tenderly massage your shoulders, then down the length of your spine.  \n  \nYour tender skin absorbs the oils.  \n  \nIt is time to apply more - this time directly onto your back. You jump\nslightly as the warmth of the oil startles you... and then quickly return to\nthe comfortable nest of the pillows resting beneath you. In time, your back is\nglistening with a combination of anticipatory perspiration and oil.  \nI lean back, pull my hair from my face, and blow softly across your back,\nsending a sensual chill up your spine.  \n  \nMy smile broadens as yet another soft moan escapes your lips.  \nI pour more oil in the small of your back, and you shiver again. My hands move\nthe oil over your cheeks, and between your thighs. You shiver again as my oily\nhands fondle your testicles. Your scrotum tightens and squirms and softly\njuggles your own nuts for you as I gently pull and tug and stretch your sack\nand fondle its tender contents.  \n  \nI re-oil, and concentrate on the back of your thighs. Slowly teasing my way\nback to the softly flexing jewel sack. I work it some more and the soft skin\nrelaxes and stretches and now your 'boys' are resting on the side of the\npillow well below your hips.  \n  \nI lean over, letting my hair tickle your thighs and blow on the 'boys.' They\nsquirm and react and your nasty little scrotum tries to pull them back into\nyour body. Yet the room is warm, and as I gently fondle and oil them again,\nthey swing low, and I see that their one eyed companion is filling and pushing\nagainst the soft pillow.  \n  \nI reach under the bed for the shiny chromed instrument....  \n  \nAfter only a slight hesitation,I place my tongue at the base of your spine and\nin one smooth motion, lick all the way up until I reach your neck, as my body\nleans forward to rest upon your back. I am sure you can feel my erect nipples.  \n  \nThere is a loud click and the smallest of scrunches as the handles close.  \nThis time your moan is not so subtle. And your fully erect member thrusts as\nif to penetrate the pillow under your hips, while the shinny, tightly clamped,\nburdizzo follows the thrusting movement of your now so small and tightened\nlittle jewel bag. Tightly clamped to the now dying contents of your scrotum.  \n  \nAll is silent, except for your staggered breathing as your manhood ends.  \nI blow out the candles...  \n  \nI love You and Happy Birthday to me!  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dwindling Options", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The High Priest plots to end the dynasty\\'s rule.", "Text": "` Dwindling Options `\n\nby Allen Baker\n\nIt wasn't until the floor started to very slowly move beneath my bare feet\nthat I began to discern the High Priest's diabolical intent. How long did I\nhave? My life was at stake. My realm was in jeopardy. And that wasn't all.\n\n* * * * * \n\nFor centuries, my dynasty and the priests had vied for a delicate balance of\ninfluence over our people. At various times, my ancestors had exerted the\ncontrolling force. In other eras, it had been the priests who had pressed\nthemselves into influence over the people. And so our culture had swayed\nbetween the two forces, and the overall balance achieved had propelled our\npeople into prominence over our neighbors. We are the dominant culture \u2013 the\nrulers.\n\nBut the current High Priest who came to power during my father's rule was a\ncruelly ambitious man. When y father mysteriously died leaving me, his only\nson, on the throne, the High Priest outwardly smiled his blessing upon me.\nEven at my young seventeen years, I had never seen a smile I distrusted more.\nIt has taken less than two years from my crowning to prove me correct.\n\nEarlier today I found myself fleeing through the back stairs and halls of my\npalace pursued by his guards. Where were my guards? Were they still alive? It\nwasn't long before I was cornered, stripped and bound, and brought here to\nthis sub-cellar chamber of the temple.\n\nHe took his time coming to me, letting me contemplate my doom. The words\nshouted from my lips as soon as he entered. \"You won't get away with this!\nEven you will not escape the wrath of the people when they learn you have\nslain me!\" My words dripped with rage.\n\nHe stood placidly looking down at my nudeness. Then a faint smile flickered\nabout the corner of his mouth as he spoke. \"I have no intention of slaying\nyou. I'm here only to offer you choices.\" He nodded to the guards who quickly\npulled me to my feet. They wrestled my defenseless body to the side wall where\na short wooden ledge extended from the carved rock wall at crotch level. One\nof the guards grabbed my genitals splayed them across the flat wood surface.\nAnother centered a large metal spikes on the head of my rod and hammered at\nit. Pain flashed through me as he continued to attach me fast to the ledge.\nThen he took two more spikes. I watched in horror as he attacked first the\nleft then the . right orb, and with the same technique nailed them fast to the\nplank. With my hands still bound behind me, I had no means to protect nor\ncomfort my male prides.\n\nThe High Priest's final words slowly penetrated my pain. \"You have choices.\nYou can remain here and die a slow painful death. Or you can cut yourself\nfree.\" One of his men placed a sharp blade in my hand. The High Priest grinned\nas they all left.\n\nI had just begun to maneuver the blade to cut through the rope bindings when I\nfelt the first movement under my feet. Looking over my shoulder, I could see\nthe floor inching away from the far wall. How long did I have before it\ndisappeared beneath my feet? What lay below? Frantically I sawed at my ropes.\nSuddenly they dropped away. My hands were free!\n\nBut I was still a prisoner, held in place by very secure metal piercing my\nthrobbing manhood. And that's when his evil plan truly struck me. I didn't\nhave time to wait for the floor to reach my feet. The door arch was only\nhalfway along the front wall. To escape, I had only one or two minutes before\nthe moving floor put it out of my reach.\n\nNo time to think of plot. No time to plan or hope. Only time to act. And only\none action to take. Quickly, with fumbling fingers, I tightly tied a strand of\nthe rope around the base of my cock and balls. A quick glance at the door\nshowed I had only moments left. I watched the trembling blade as it severed me\nforever from the three joys of my existence. I had leaped through the opening\nand dropped in a heap in the hallway before the pain hit.\n\nIn a red blur, I realized the High Priest had devised a truly ingenious plot.\nIf I had died, our laws would have found he had not killed me. He also knew\nthat our culture accepted self-castration as an acceptable means to a celibate\nlife. But no castrato was allowed to reign. Either way, he figured he was\nending the dynasty, leaving a vacuum that he was all to willing to fill.\n\nI smiled through my agonizing ache. He obviously had not learned from his\nspies my closely guarded secret. I had already married and fathered a son. He\ncouldn't know yet, or his demented plan would have been fruitless. My son\nwould be declared ruler now. And I would serve as his regent until he reach\nthe age of manhood.\n\nI struggled to my feet. Now to exit the temple and round up some of my\nfaithful soldiers. Once out, I would see that the High Priest was unmasked for\nhis treachery. I would exact my vengeance. I stumbled along, plotting its\nmeans. Perhaps I would place him in the room I had just escaped. Perhaps.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 84, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Master Santino--The Arena Part 3", "Tags": "GAY", "Summary": "A night of public contests takes place with the loser(s) becomes a eunuch.", "Text": "` Part 2 ends with the following. `\n\nTitus once again stood naked in the center of the arena. \u201cThere will be a five\nminute rest. Freedom Nuts--your nuts will remain tied but the hooks will be\nrelaxed a little. Water will also be provided.\u201d With that, a rumble in the\nwalls happened and all the hooks rose a little. Titus turned and left.\n\nPart 3.\n\nAs the break started a flurry of activity took place throughout THE ARENA. On\nthe top level the rich and powerful men played with the guests they had\nbrought or slaves provided. A few screams echoed throughout the building as\nasses were plowed or balls tortured.\n\nMaster Santino was also on the move. He quickly donned a black leather jock\nwith silver studs and moved down to the arena floor. (Note: There is change in\nthe design of the arena that was described in Part 1. The Freedom Nuts are\nonly on three sides. Still 24 of them but the fourth side is a solid wall with\ndoors that open allowing entry to the floor. )\n\nMaster Santino entered the floor and went slowly around the room, inspecting\nthe cock and balls of each Freedom Nut. He would look into the eyes of the Nut\nand then let his eyes wander down to the cock and balls on his side of the\nwall. Slowly his hand would raise to cup the defenseless balls and he would\nmassage them a little. Some of the guys would try to pull away, some would\nthrust against him, but most just accepted the hand. Many had been through\nthis before. Master Santino would then grip the cock, peal the foreskin back,\nif necessary, and rub his finger against the cockhead. His eyes would then\nrise again to look the Nut in the eye and then he would smile. It was very\nunnerving to the bound boys as each one was now sure that he was one of the\nones to be enslaved this day. But as he moved on to the next cock and balls\nthe previous cock was hard and leaking with its owner unable to do anything\nabout it. At the third boy Master Santino frowned and then untied the balls\nand then retied them. They had been tied a little too tight and were turning\ncold. He did not want them injured this way. He also made sure that each boy\ngot some water to drink.\n\nCaleb had been through this ten times. He was a regular Freedom Nut and had\nnot missed a night since his first. He enjoyed the action and knew that there\nwas no way that he would be chosen. As Master Santino cupped his balls he\nthrust forward, giving even more access to his jewels. \u201cMaster Santino, Is my\nluck going to continue?\u201d He got a smile in return. \u201cMaybe Caleb, I know the\nhooks have already been set but don\u2019t know which ones they are. However if you\naren\u2019t chosen look me up at the party and we will see if we can\u2019t take care of\nthese balls.\u201d He handled the balls as if he were measuring them. Caleb decided\nthat he would not be back. Ten times was enough. That is if he survived the\nnight.\n\nWhile this was happening the two boys from his suite had been moved down and\nbound spread-eagle against the fourth wall. He would be showing the crowd what\nwould be the main event next time. He believed in marketing. When he was about\nhalfway around the Nuts, an unearthly scream resounded, cutting through the\nentire arena. All eyes looked to the luxury box where the sound came from and\nthe eyes followed the flight of bloody balls as they were thrown from the box.\nThey fell to the floor and landed with a splat on the sandy floor. There was\nnow another eunuch in the building. There was lot of asses that clenched at\nthat moment and the Nut that Master Santino was inspecting at that moment\nfainted. He slumped in his spot but his cock and balls stayed put. A cup of\nwater in his face quickly revived him and once again he got the Master Santino\nsmile. He nearly fainted again.\n\nFinally he was done with the 24 Nuts and moved back to the enter of the\nsquare. Quickly the place became quiet. \u201cGentlemen, please direct your\nattention to the two young men bound before you. Next week at Freedom Night\nthese two will battle to see which one will be free and which one will be\nunmanned. \u201d He then went over to the worker slaves and asked a couple of\nquestions and gave some instructions.\n\nA eunuch went to each bound man and quickly brought each one to a full\nerection. As the cocks rose the balls were exposed to all. The hands continued\nto stroke the cocks. \u201cPlease pay attention. You are about to see the last cum\nfor these two. After they cum tonight they will not be allowed to cum until\nnext week and then only one of them. For one of them this will be the last\ntime he will shoot his cum.\u201d The thought finally got into the head of the two\nand it was but a couple of seconds that they moaned and then thrust their\ncocks forward and shot their seed onto the arena floor. The crowd cheered It\nwas the last they would shoot and they looked longingly as the seed\ndisappeared into the sand. The balls from the third level new eunuch were\nstill on the floor and the two also looked at them. They shivered.\n\nCaleb once again changed his mind. If he was not chosen tonight, he would be\nback. He just had to see those two battle. Daniel felt ashamed that the entire\ngroup has seen him fucked and cum was still dripping from his ass. Josh was\nhappy that he was in the spot he was in. No way would they take another one\nfrom this spot. Each of the Freedom Nuts was undergoing different feeling but\nall of the cocks were hard and they wished that they could stroke them. But\nthat would have to wait for the party afterwards.\n\nIt was now time for the main event and the two contestants were led from the\nback. Master Santino made a motion with his hand and the rumble sounded in the\nwall and the hooks tighened down the balls of the Freedom Nuts.\n\nEnd Part 3-- Part 4 will bring Main event and the enslavement of which two of\nthe Freedom Nuts.\n\nComments and suggestions welcomed. (bigkidred@yahoo.com)\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A painful experience", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Other: BALLCRUSHING", "Summary": "THREE GIRLS CRUSH A MAN'S Testicles", "Text": "A painful experience\n\nApproximately three weeks ago had we, my colleagues and I, a training\ncourse in South Germany.  This training course extended over three\ndays and was actually much exerting.  The users came from completely\nGermany, did not know each other among themselves not and were male\nexcept for three exceptions all.  I am 29 years old, of large, slim\nStatur and have dark-blond, very briefly cut hair on the last day,\nbriefly before conclusion of the meeting, arranged we that we together\nmeet all still a beverage in the nearby tavern.  Only the girls did\nnot want to come.  Since I only on the next day leave wanted, I looked\nforward already much to learn to know other colleagues from other\naddresses once.  Thus we sat in Grueppchen together, maintained us and\ndrank also or other beer.  And there see, against eleven o'clock came\nthe three ladies in most omitted tendency into our restaurant and\nassociated without each shyness or strain with us!  One of the girls,\nit is called Claudia is 25 years old and has blond, short hair, sat\ndown directly beside me.  Claudia carried a modern, black and very\nshort dress as well as kneel for a long time black boots.  Sabine, 32\nyears old, shoulder-long, smooth, blond hair with a slim Statur and\nnot surveyable sumptuous chests sat me opposite.  It carried costume\nfrom a black, kneel-long skirt, for black jacket, white point blouse\nand elegant black pumps.  Renate is 38, has darkens and is enough\nbrown hair and possesses a normal Statur.  It carries like Claudia\nshort dress however in blue and carries plateau plateau-Sandalen,\nwhich are open.  Their toes are red painted.\n\nThe merry omittingness of the three ladies stuck on us all, so that we\nhad a bombige tendency.  Some time later, it was already after\nmidnight said good-bye gradually most colleagues.  Since I had still\nalready some beers intus and be enough for travel on the next day\nbefore me had, I decided to discharge also me.  This resolution was\ntaken up with general regret, since by the formerly large round then\nonly five persons would remain remaining.  When rising the desk fell\nmy view of the window of Claudia, which even sat easily prevented.  I\ncould look it literarily up to the antinode bulge navel, which excited\nme very strongly, since I was already sexually strained by the omitted\ntendency and the presence of the three good-looking Mrs. eh '.  Sabine\nnoticed means view and the effect which it on me had.  It smiled,\npressed with both hands its sumptuous bosom gibt's more to get upward\nand more sagte:\"Hier \".  Which I was surprised, was very embarrassing\nme and I withdrew myself quite fast.\n\nWhen leaving the Schankraumes I saw from the eye angles like the three\nladies violently together tuschelten.  I had fetched myself and wanted\neven at the rezeption mine room keys the elevator to my room floor to\nenter, when Claudia behind me came and pressed themselves also into\nthe elevator.  There I was now with my desire and this pretty young\nwoman alone in the elevator!  I asked it whether she would have her\nroom on the same floor.  Claudia druckste a bischen around and said\nthemselves then that it me would find very sweet, I was pleasant their\nand whether I do not want to drink still with it a Glae sparkling wine\non your room!  Me became schwindelig.  I could not believe at all,\nwhat to me my ears transmitted there.  But heated up and courageously\nby the alcohol I assured.\n\nWe went thus into their room, drank the sparkling wine, kissed us and\nI stroked their young, stand-end and fixed chests by the dress.  It\nsmiled, kissed me and asked themselves, I was to undress.  In the\nmeantime still another bottle sparkling wine would get you.  This\ndirect type surprised me somewhat, but since Claudia apparently very\nexactly knew which it wanted, I took me off thus completely and put on\nthe bed.  The room was simply however in good taste furnished, and\npleasantly indirectly lights up.  The blue, heavy \ncurtains were tightened.\n\nApproximately five minutes later I heard like room door opened and\nsomeone the space entered.  Suddenly were all three women before me\nand before I could do or say something, Renate and Claudia per a leg\npacked, pulled me from the bed and spread me so far her could before\nSabine.  I was complete perplex and knew neither like me occurred, nor\nwhich I should say.  I saw its trembling bosom their blond smile high\nat Sabine, saw its panties under the skirt.  \" we become you an\nexperience prepare that you so fast again does not forget. \"  she\nsaid, and set her black ones pumps on my soft parts.  Frightened and I\nsaw at the same time fascinated like her mine to Penis aside shift and\nthe testicles in the bag with the sole and the paragraph back and\nforth shift.  \" which intend you? \"  I ask fearfully and at the same\ntime fascinated.  \" \" Sabine says harsch and rams with the sole on my\nbag.  The pain does not come first at all, then however violently.\nClaudia and Renate laugh hoehnisch and hold me, while Sabine puts on\nthe radio.  \" if it becomes louder \" says it smiling and selects a\nclassical period sender.  It runs wagner, like suitably.  Then it\nplaces before me and rams themselves and kickt determines dutzenmal\ninto my testicles.  I cry, it feel on as if me entrails was pulled\nout.  When it diminishes and the pain ebbs somewhat, it plays with the\nSchuhpitze with my testicles.  With the fact I see that the testicles\nand the bag are already strongly swollen.\n\nThen Sabine places itself breitbeinig over means heading, pulls up the\nskirt somewhat, shifts its panties aside and sits down on my face.  \"\ntaste times!\"sagt it thereby and laugh from Renate and Claudia sounds\nnow to something absorbed.  My nose is its humidity into Sabines Anus\nbeschmiert my chin.  Sabine rides rule quite on my face.  Suddenly I\nnotice, how she accesses, into her fist takes my testicles and at the\nsame time as also changing pulls and squeezes.  That would not be so\nbad actually, but the swollen testicles are now very sensitive.  My\ngoing owl is suffocated by Sabines step.  I get almost no more air,\nthan she rises.  Claudia and Renate release my legs.  I am incapable\nof something, look at the three women high and try to rise.  I am even\non all four, when an unbelievable footstep from the rear meets me\nagain into the testicles.  It was Renate, which course-step so\nmomentumful have.  I noticed like their toes into my testicles pressed\nmyself.  I much immediately again on the antinode bulge.  Suddenly I\nbecame more aware of, how Claudia nailed my testicles first with its\nleft boot to the soil, and me then the long, narrow paragraph of the\nright in my Anus introduced.  The three kicherten like school girls\nand wanted to sink before shame in the soil.\n\nMeanwhile the women themselves satisfied themselves.  Sabine\nsagte:\"Wartet times, I have a Idee!\"Sie got a stool, set me on it,\nplaced themselves before me, pulled my face into its meanwhile naked\nlap and placed their to right foot on my testicles.  \" you become me\nlick, to I come and zertrete I your eggegg eggs.  But beforehand again\nfun is haben.\"Claudia and Renate knieten themselves to my pages,\nsatisfied themselves and began to suck alternating at my Penis.  This\nscenario excited us madly.  For a long time it could not last no more\nwith Sabine, since wound themselves and keuchte.  By the movement it\nhad only the right however testicle under its foot, already rather\nflat-pressed for it.  There I had a lunatic Orgasmus and squirt my\nsperm into Claudias mouth.  Suddenly to through-twitch me a strong\npain.  At the same time a dull/musty, pitschendes noise sounded.\nSabine was only with its right foot on the zermahlenen remainders my\nto testicles and enjoyed its Orgasmus....", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "castration news", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "castration news", "Text": "Castration:\n\nSexually mature males are more aggressive than castrated males and \nare more likely to injure themselves, other males!  Intact males \npresent managerial problems that may include homosexual behavior, \nincest and unwanted pregnancies. There are several methods used to \ncastrate . One of the nonsurgical procedures uses an instrument \ncalled a burdizzo. This procedure requires the male to be restrained \nas the specially designed tool is placed on the scrotum above the \ntesticles and is closed, crushing the spermatic cord. This action \nsevers the blood supply to the testicles causing them to degenerate. \nThe burdizzo requires skill to use properly, the procedure is slow \nand may result in only partial castration. Post-castration \ndiscomfort or pain from the use of the burdizzo is comparable to \nother castration methods.\n\nOne other nonsurgical castration procedure uses a tool known as an \nelastrator. Large, strong rubber bands are slipped over the \ntesticles and released on the scrotum above the testicles, stopping \nthe blood supply to the testicles. After several weeks, the \ntesticles and scrotum degenerate and separate from the body. Like \nthe other nonsurgical procedure, failures can occur if the rubber \nband breaks or is not applied properly. Post-castration discomfort \nis prolonged by this method.\n\nSurgical removal of the testicles using sharp cutting instruments \nand emasculators involves opening the scrotum and removing the \ntesticles by severing them from the spermatic cords. Aseptic \ntechniques and trained personnel should be used to reduce the \npossibility of post-castration bleeding or infection. Clean and well \nmaintained cutting instruments and emasculators should be used. The \nwound should be treated with an antiseptic solution. Castration \nfailure is less likely to occur from this procedure than the \nnonsurgical procedures because the testicles are removed at the time \nof surgery. Post-castration discomfort is normally not as long as it \nis when elastrators are used.\n\n\n                              ####", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Stepmother", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A stepmothers obsession with the Knife", "Text": "` When I was eleven years of age I was fostered by Dora and Henry. The\norphanage where I lived was fine, but I was delighted to have the chance of a\nnew life in the countryside, Dora and Bill had a farm in Scotland. Both of\nthem were very kind to me and everything was fine for the first year, but then\nHenry died suddenly. Things began to change after that. From the time I\narrived Dora had always insisted on bathing me, but I did not mind , I was\nused to being looked after by females. As a matter of fact I quite liked it.\nShe would take me upstairs to the bathroom and undress me. Then she would put\nme in the bath and soap me, always with her bare hands never with a cloth or\nsponge. Much attention was paid to my penis and testicles. During the\nprocedure I would always get a erection. By the time she was finished my penis\nwould be standing stiff and erect. I never felt embarrassed, in fact I loved\nit when she washed me between my legs. But I always felt strange afterwards,\nas if something else should happen. I always wanted her to touch it again. I\ndid not know much about sex then, and I knew nothing about ejaculation. After\nHenry died that all changed very rapidly. `\n\nOne night about a month afterwards, she took me to the bathroom. She had been\nacting a little strange all day and was very quite. I could see her watching\nme and had the feeling that she looking at my groin. The bathing that night\ntook a long time, by the time she was finished my penis was stiffer than it\nhad ever been. She seemed excited and agitated' Normally she would dress me\nthen but not this time. I was surprised when she took my hand and led me to\nher own room. She closed the door behind her and sat on the bed. I was\nstanding nude in front of her with my penis still stiff. She put her hands on\nmy hips and drew me towards her. \" You are so pretty \" she said quietly. One\nhand left my hip and gently grasped my stiff penis. It felt so good, I neither\nfelt embarrassed or ashamed. When she slid her hand in and grasped my\ntesticles I spread my legs wider for her. I could feel her fingers caressing\nmy sac, seperating and pinching the stones. \" So big and plump \" she murmured,\n\"just like a little boar, like a little boar who has not been cut yet. I\nhardly heard what she was saying, something was happening to me . Suddenly my\npenis was in her mouth and white stuff was running down her lips. The next\nthing I knew I was lying on the bed with my legs open. She was beside me with\none arm around my waist. Her other hand was playing with my testicles. She was\nsmiling. \" You have such big stones for a boy your age\" she said calmly. \" You\nare like a little boar between your legs, a little boar before I cut him with\nthe knife, before I castrate him. Do you know what castraton is?.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 42, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "profile of a penectomy", "Tags": "BI, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A multi-part account of the important events that led to a fictionalcharacters choice to have a penectomy when he was 18.", "Text": "There was something about the Ken doll that started it. He had first \nseen it in the cluttered and sweaty hot upstairs of his friend \nkyle\u2019s house during one of those long summer days before sixth grade \nbegan.  While Kyle had gone downstairs to get two gritty glasses of \nkoolaid and some peanut butter sandwitches, he had been left alone \nin the cluttered upstairs bedroom kyle shared with his little \nsister. In the corner, wearing nothing but a hawaiian shirt, lay a \nshiny tan plastic Ken doll. He crawled on his stomach over to the \ndoll,  lying his face against the carpet, looking at Ken from the \nperspective of an ant.\n\nBoy and doll both stomach down on the carpet. He touched the dolls \nheel, and then lightly traced up Ken\u2019s legs, making gentle circles \nwith the pads of his fingers over Ken\u2019s perky and tan shiny plastic \nbuttocks. He picked Ken up with both hands and took off his minature \nyet surprisingly well fitted shirt. He held the minature plastic \nhunk up before him.....saw the strong jawline...the clear blue eyes, \nthe well defined chest...but from the moment he saw it, he couldn\u2019t \nkeep his eyes from roving back  again and again to the smooth empty \nplastic crotch.\n\nHe began to feel a pinch in his own groin. When he had slithered \nacross the floor to Ken, he had bunched up his dusty jeans, and now \nhis penis was becoming hard and large again. He reached down, and \npositioned his penis facing up towards his stomach. He was surprised \nhow hard and large it had gotten this time, and wished it would \nbecome soft again. While he was holding Ken, he clenched his own \nbuttocks, and pushed his pelvis down against the carpet, trying to \nsquish his penis back down to size....he wasn\u2019t sure if this would \nwork...but it felt good....like scratching a itch....so it was what \nhe did.\n\nHe heard Kyle yell up to him from downstairs. He yelled back, and \nthen stood up, and quickly locked himself in the hall \nbathroom....still holding the Ken Doll.\n\nHe sat down on the toilet seat, and held Ken in his hands in front \nof him. Ken looked like his older stepbrother David if you shaved \nhis body, and rubbed him with baby oil. They both had thick dark \nhair, bright fresh blue eyes, a broad and powerfull back, and a \ntight butt. Except, on David, he knew that there was a tiny crease \nline just at the bottom of his cheeks, on the inside of his thighs, \nexactly where the hem of bikini briefs would rest.\n\nHe brought Ken close to his face, and rubbed his upper lip gently \nover the doll. With his nose pressed against Ken\u2019s chest, he pressed \nhis toungue against the smooth plastic dollcrotch, and let it slip \nbetween the dolls plastic muscle legs. It was then that it came to \nhim....what would HE look like with an empty crotch?\n\nIn a flash he stripped off his gritty boy\u2019s jeans, and peeled the \ndamp teeshirt up over his head. In two steps, he was out of his \nunderpants and socks. He placed the Ken doll down on the basin, and \nlooked at himself in the full length mirror behind the door.\n\nUnfortunately, he was very different from David, and even more \ndifferent from Ken. Before him was a 12 year old boy with only a \nhint of the development and muscularity of David or the doll. He was \nonly 5\u2019 even, and weighed about 105. He had light but straight blond \nhair which lay flat on his head. Instead of style, his bangs had \ndust and sweat. His shoulders were square and broad, but his cheast \nwas only modestly muscled, with only an light dip at the base of his \npecs. Instead of a deep tan, he had a dusting of freckles across his \nnose and shoulders, and instead of blue, he had green eyes. When he \ntook a deep breath, you could see the ribs under the skin. Instead \nof a smooth, shiny crotch, he had a pair of pink/purple hairless \ntesticles, and a rock hard bowed dick, with a shiny cherry red \nhelmet like glans. He had been circumcized, and when he was \ncompletely erect, the skin on his dick was tight and increadably \nsensitive to the touch. At least he was as hairless as the \ndoll......\n\nHe knew how to masturbate, and knew what it was for. He had secretly \nwatched his step-brother Dave in the shower for months now...but he \nnever thought he would ever want to do it. However, there was some \nsoft handsoap in the bathroom, and in a second, he had worked up a \nwarm slimy lather and began to slid his fist up and down his rock \nhard shaft. While  he pumped with one hand, he held the doll in the \nother, rubbing it against his cheast...against his face, licking its \nsmooth hairless but...and savoring  its beautiful, empty crotch...\n\nHe came so hard he thought his ears popped. His orgasm reached down \nto his feet, and made him stand on his toes, his back arched, his \nshoulders shivering. He sqelched a cry, by begining to cough. After \nhe washed off his sensitive spent dick, and wiped the sticky cum off \nthe mirror, he put his clothes back on. And before he left the \nbathroom, he hid the Ken doll in the back of his pants....", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 50, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Busted", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "", "Text": "` I've long fantasized about castration and nullification but it never went\nmuch beyond daydreams. The growth of the Internet, however, opened up many new\ndoors for me to explore. One day I stumbled across www.eunuch.org and I was\naddicted! `\n\nBeing married, I always waited until my wife was away or asleep before\nbrowsing the new stories, I carefully cleared by browser history after reading\nto cover my tracks, except for that one time...\n\nMy wife had always been a bit kinky and it was no surprise to me that she\nsuggested one day that some bondage games might be fun. I said that it sounded\ninteresting and that was the last I thought of it until that night. Susan said\nshe had a surprise for me that evening and seductively invited me to the\nbedroom. I've never been hard to get and go I eagerly went in tow. My eyes\nwere wide open when I went into the bedroom and say a sheet of plywood on our\nbed with various holes, hooks, and cables on it. I was already getting hard...\n\nShe told me to strip and I was naked in a flash. She gently led me to the bed\nand had me lie down on the board. It was a bit rough but that really just\nadded to the effect. Susan told me to just relax and let her get me all ready.\nCarefully and erotically she took my arms one at a time and clamped a \"U\" bolt\nover my wrists and through the board. Then another just above my elbow and a\nthird on each arm just below the shoulder. My heart was pounding with\nexcitement.\n\nNext she started with my legs. Susan bent my knees and pushed each foot into\nanother \"U\" bolt that was a few inches out and a few inches below my hips. It\nwas a bit uncomfortable but had the effect of forcing my knees wide apart and\nexposing my crotch. OF course, I was already quite hard. \"I see you already\nlike this\", she said.\n\nShe took a strap and hooked it around each heel so that there would be no\nunauthorized foot movement. Two more straps went around my thighs just above\nmy knees and were attached to the edge of the board. These were tightened to\nmy legs were quite immobilized.\n\nFinally, a long strap went across my hips and was tightly cinched down to\nbuckles on the board. I could hardly move a muscle and I was absolutely at her\nmercy. But then, that was the idea!\n\n\"Comfortable?\", Susan asked.\n\n\"Well, yes I guess so. Nothing really hurts\", I said.\n\n\"We'll be fixing that\", she said with an evil grin on her face.\n\nShe pulled a ball gag out from under the bed and shoved the ball into my\nmouth. Quickly the buckle was closed and I was unable to speak a word.\n\n\"Honey, let's talk about your Internet surfing habits, shall we?\", she said.\n\"I was using the computer a couple of weeks ago and saw what you were into.\nYou know, the CBT and castration stories. You don't know how I've longed for a\nwilling partner for this.\"\n\nMy eyes were popped open as wide as can be. These were just fantasies I wanted\nto say. Not something I had hoped for. But how to communicate it to her now?\n\n\"Let's start with a good cleaning up, OK?\", Susan said. And she started\ntrimming my pubic hair with some electric trimmers. Soon I had only a short\nstubble remaining from the waist to my thighs. Susan then lathered my up with\nshave cream and shaved my groin area. \"There you go, slick as a whistle\", she\nsaid. And I could see that no spot was unshaven. \"Let's have some fun, shall\nwe?\"\n\nSusan then pulled out a 2 gauge piercing needle and grabbed my penis. She\npressed me down to the board and rammed the needle through the head of my\npenis from top to bottom. \"Excellent my love. Not a whimper!!\", she remarked.\nThen she pushed a locking clip the same gauge as the needle in pushing the\nneedle out in the process. I was amazed that there was no blood. Quickly a\ncable was attached to the clip and up to a pulley on the ceiling it went. Then\nover to another pulley and attached to a weight. My member was pulled straight\nup and stretched, I thought, to the breaking point.\n\n\"That will keep you at attention, won't it?\", she said laughing.\n\nShe was right. Even if I had gone soft there would be no drooping now. Susan\ntook a syringe and injected me several times in the groin with xylocaine. Soon\nI felt a warm sensation all over the area. She then took a scalpel and made an\nincision around the base of my penis. Amazingly, I felt nothing but a slight\npressure. Then, while cutting the connective tissue she literally peeled the\nskin off my penis and pulled it up above the end. She then gently cut around\nthe head and pulled the skin tube free and slid it up the cable. I could see\nthe veins and other internal parts of my penis exposed. Susan then severed my\nurethra just below the head of my penis and started separating it from the\nunderside. Soon she had it pulled free of the shaft of my penis and was\nworking on it below the base. Then she cut into the bottom of my scrotum and\npulled the freed urethra down and out through the cut.\n\n\"You won't be using a urinal again, I can assure you\", she said with a laugh.\n\nNext she started probing around deep into the area around my pubic bone and\nfelt a twinge. Immediately the cable pulling on the end of my penis moved up a\ncouple of inches and it felt like it was being ripped from my body.\n\n\"Not to worry my dear. That thing can take a lot more punishment that you\nthink. If they came off too easily you'd see men all around without them.\"\n\nSusan then worked around the area near the base of my stretched out member and\nclamped off the arteries. Quickly my erection, which amazingly had endured to\nthis point, shrank to nothing and the cable stretched things out even further.\nIt looked as though my penis was at least 12 inches long now. Shen then tied\noff the other vessels and make a couple more quick cuts and off it came. The\ncable pulled my severed member up at least a foot before the weight came to\nrest on a shelf.\n\n\"Excellent! The work is almost finished. You'll not be missing that thing and\nI know you'll cherish this memory for the rest of your life!\", she said.\n\nWith my penis gone, she was free to work on my testicles. The vas were already\nexposed where they passed the top of the scrotum on their way into my abdomen\nand she skillfully opened up each sac and pulled the testes out. She clamped\nthe cords and severed them.\n\n\"That's it\", she remarked. \"You've dreamed about it and now it's reality.\nYou're a genuine EUNUCH!\"\n\nThe only thing left to do was close me up. She sutured the cut edge of my\nscrotum to the place where the top of my penis used to be. She said that\nwithout the testicles that the scrotum would tighten up. She also sutured the\nurethra to the opening where it came out and cut the end off flush.\n\nShe gathered up the pieces of my manhood and dropped them in a jar of\nformaldehyde. \"Just to remind you of what you once were\", she said.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 100, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Two Marines Choose Castration Final Words", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Two Marines Submit to Castration Ending ContinuedBy Shawn of Dallas Texas", "Text": "Two Marines Submit to Castration Ending Continued  \nBy Shawn of Dallas Texas\n\n  \nShawn leads the newly cut Marine gelding over to a chair under a shade tree.\nSteves walks slowly his legs spread wide around his castration wound. Steves\nsighs as he sets down and automatically spreads his gelding legs. Shawn\npositions Steve and lays Steves cock on his thigh so Frank can see clearly\nwhat has happened to Steve. Now for you Frank.  \n  \nThe bound Marine stud suddenly starts to fight and holler. Saying that he does\nnot want to be castrated. That\u2019s a natural reaction to coming quick twice, I\nsay. But then whys your cock still hard as steel? Frank continues his\nstruggles as I walk around behind him. I squat down behind the bound Marine\nand fondle his nuts. They sway in the Texas heat. Low and empty now but ready\nfor harvest.  \n  \nI get my castration kit ready. Cleaning my knife, scalpel and emasculators. My\ncock starts to rise again as I think of what is to come. I look at Franks\ntight marine hole. Tasty! I stand and line my stud cock up with the bent\nmarines ass. I spit on his tight hole, Frank jumps as my hard cock head\nnuzzles his hairy hole. I start talking gently to the bound stud just like he\nis a skittish horse. Frank relaxes a bit and my cock lodges just inside him.\nSuddenly all hell breaks loose as Frank slams his ass back on my stud cock.\nImpaling himself. Surprised I look down to myself buried to the root in the\nmarines hole.  \n  \nWow! What a change. I start to ride long and hard. I am know for Cuming quick\nbut having been drained by Steve I settle into a long ass grinding rhythm. I\nride long and hard then short and sweet and then back to long and hard. Never\nttiring. Frank moans all the time. You like this don\u2019t you boy? Oh yes sir\nFrank grunts out between the rythmatic riding of his ass. You ready to be\ngelded boy? OH DAMN YES SIR he bellows.  \n  \nThen let me oblige. I pull from Franks rosebud. It pulses there in the hot sun\nready to be breed. I step back and wash off. My hard cock never wavers, just\npulses. Almost in an animalist daze I squat and take Franks balls in one hand\nand my Buck knife in the other. Pulling his hairy scrotum down I lay the blade\non his sac. He pleads do it, geld me. Without blinking an eye I calmly slice\nthe bottom half of Franks nut sac off. He just grunts as his stud nuts tumble\nout and dangle in the heat. Nice set boy. I reach for the scalpel and start\nslicing into Franks left nut. Skinning his inner sac off. Suddenly the pain\nkicks in and he jerks. I see his hard cock throbbing so I still know he wants\nit. Can you take it boy? Yes sir he mumbles weakly. YES WHAT? Please Sir geld\nme now and make me all bottom Sir. You got it Marine.  \n  \nI resume cutting on Franks left nut. In a matter of minutes the marines big\nleft nut is skinned out and hangs 2-3 inches lower then its unskinded right\nmate. I reach for the right nut and tug it out of Franks open scrotum gently\npulling down and the start skinning it out of the bound marine. Oblivious to\nFranks pain. 7-8 minutes later Franks right nut hangs in the hot open air\nmatching its slightly bigger left nut mate. A matching set with lots of cord\nand a fair bit bigger then Steves nicely sized and matched set. But no one\nwill ever know that Frank was a big nutted stud when I finish emasculating\nhim. He will be like Steve a gelding for men to fuck and drop their cum in.  \n  \nI take the warm metaled emasculators up and reach for Franks big left nut and\npull it down and out away from his body. Opening the emasculator jaws wide and\nsettling his fragile nut cord on the sharp serrated blades. Pushing up in to\nhis severed scrotum with the emasculator head. I say here it comes boy. And\nwhile he comes alive and starts to beller and struggle. The old familiar\nSQUEEZE, CRUNCH. Frank bolts forward as far as the rail will let him as his\nbig left nut is severed. I waste little time after a slow 30 second count(the\nemasculator severs as it shuts off the end of the cord) and reach for Franks\ncut left nut and throw it over to Steve who blindly snags it out the air. Then\nI go back and take Franks right nut and start again. Pulling down with one\nhand on his nut and pushing up with the emasculators into his open bag.  \n  \nFrank goes rigid and starts to ejaculate violently into the dust below him.\nHis last fertile load. As he reaches the end of his orgasm. I do it. I end his\ndays as a stud with a simple SQUEEZE and CRUNCH. Putting him squarely on the\nroad to being a hot gelding. I reach in and get his severed right ball. I can\nnot help myself with his cut nut and the emasculator in one hand I step up an\ninto him. Seating my stud cock in his freshly gelded ass. On contact with his\nhot quaking ass I cum breeding him.  \n  \nSome minutes pass as I drain physically and emotionally into Franks ass. I\nshake my head as if to clear it and pull out of the geldings ass. Got to get\ncleaned up then get you cleaned up and sewn up. I humm an old Texas song \"The\nYellow Rose of Texas\" as I get Frank cleaned and sewn up. Then the new gelding\ngets 2 shots just like Steve a pain shot and a tetanus shot.  \n  \nThen as I untie the new gelding Frank starts thanking me over and over for\ncastrating him.  \n  \n(for you Steve)  \n  \nShawn  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Near Future and New Politic.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The Near Future and New Politic.", "Text": "The Near Future and New Politic.  \n================================  \n  \nWell it had finally been proven beyond doubt. And verified by many research\nprojects.  \nIt doesnt come as a surprise, we men have always known. But now the women have\nfound out.  \nThey always knew really but couldnt prove it, until now.  \n  \nFeminists have always said that the viewing of naked women/pornography was\nreally abuse of women.  \nI hesitate to use the word \"rape\" but thats how they viewed it. The recent\nresearch has proven that when  \na man views a naked woman he is only interested in her as a sexual object. He\nisnt seeing a fellow human.  \nHe masturbates to pictures thinking of intercourse. In fact male masturbation\nusing the same resoning is rape.  \nHe may not have a physical image of a woman, but he may be viewing his recent\nfemale acquaintenances.  \n  \nThe rape laws have thus recently been extended to include male masturbation\nand viewing photos of naked women.  \nEvery hetero-sexual male is thus guilty and has to turn themselves in at the\nnearest police station for processing.  \n  \nI was in line like every other male. I had never intended to rape a woman and\nby the old definitions I hadnt.  \nBut I wanted to repect them as did every man. I had been forced to rape by the\nmere drives of my male sex organs.  \nMy weapons of rape as they are refered to by law. I was now going to turn\nthese weapons into the police so I couldnt harm any more women.  \n  \nWithin 1 month of the new law being passed, a 100% amnesty was achieved. All\nmales possesing weapons of rape have turned those weapons in and they have\nbeen appropriately destroyed.  \n  \nA 100% castration rate of males has been achieved and Women for the 1st time\nin history are safe from abuse by men.  \nAnd all confessed rapist males have been dis-armed by penectomy.  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Remember to Lock your doors", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "", "Text": "I had always been warned to lock my doors at night, because you may have your\nvaluables stolen: I should have listend.  \n\nIt was late one night I had been asleep for a couple of hours when I thought I\nheard the back door of the house being opened. _I must be dreaming_ I thought.\nI started to drift of to sleep again when I had the sensation of someone\nstanding over me. I opened my eyes just as a hand grabbed my throat in vice\nlike grip an another grab my balls through my boxer shorts.\n\n  \n\"Hello\" a silky female voice said.  \n\nI opened my mouth to protest when a cloth was shoved in it.\n\n  \n\"That should keep you quiet, now don't move\" she said and to emphasise the\npoint she viciously squeezed my balls.\n\n  \nI couldn't have moved if I had wanted to. The pain was excruciating.  \n\nI felt like I was about to vomit.  \n\nI felt the my hands and feet being tied to each post of my bed.  \n\n_Great! I'm being robbed_ , I thought, with my gut still clenching in nautious\npain.  \n\n\"There you're all tied up. I am now going to proceed to take your valuable\njewels\" the dark female shadow said saucily.  \n\nWhat jewels, I don't own any jewels, I thought, little did I know.  \n\nI felt her slowly pull my boxer shorts down as far as my spread legs would\nallow.  \n\nWhat the hell,  \n\n\"Now should I give you one last cum, no I think not\"  \n\nRealisation finally dawned on me..... oh no!  \n\nI felt her grab my aching balls and start to massage them. My cock started to\nrise.  \n\n\"Ah good, I always like a standing ovation\" she said and pulled my balls away\nfrom my body. \"Say goodbye to them.\"  \n\nI felt a searing pain at the base of my scrotum. _My balls........_  \n\n\"Thanks and don't worry I've already called for the ambulance, so you\nshouldn't bleed to death, Eunuch,\" She said and left.  \n\nI heard the long wail of the ambulance as I passed out.  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Extra Income III", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, WARNING - SNUFF", "Summary": "A Eunuch\u2019s wife finds a way to earn extra cash as a hit woman.&nbsp; She has to vary her routine to keep from being detected.&nbsp; Her new job has some perks too.", "Text": "My name is Sharon. As you may know from reading my last two postings, I made\nmy husband Jim into a eunuch some time back. Having a eunuch hubby leaves a\ngirl in need, even though he licks me to heaven twice a week or so. Luckily\n\u201cmy business\u201d allows me to get full relief just about as often as I have need,\nwhich is about every week or two, and I get to send one of my clients to\nheaven too. They get to go there just once though. :) The great thing is, I\nget to have a really good time in bed without subsequent entanglements\nendangering my marriage. None of my liaison partners ever asks for a second\n\u201cdate\u201d.  \n  \nThe \u201cspecial bra\u201d method works very well much of the time, and the .22 cal\nsilencer has done good service for me on many other occasions. However I had\nan international request that gave me pause to think. I could not check a gun\non an international flight, and even my special bra method might be risky. I\nneeded something simple, quick, quiet, and local. Then I remembered high\nschool biology class. Have you ever \u201cpithed\u201d a frog before dissection?  \n  \nJacques had been a problem for his boss. A simple and final solution was\nneeded, and fast. Jacques was only 23 years old, and had the body of a god. I\nflew into Paris and was picked up by a limousine and whisked to the hotel near\nthe Louvre. I love museums. I checked in with a wig, a false name and\npassport. They didn\u2019t check very carefully anyway. To avoid jet lag, I stayed\nup the rest of the afternoon and went shopping at Printemps department store.\nI bought an ice pick and some of the sexiest lingerie I\u2019d ever seen. It wasn\u2019t\ncheap (the lingerie) but this job was paying VERY well, so I splurged. I\nfigured Jacques would approve. I was right.  \n  \nI went back to the hotel. The bed had a nice headboard covered in thick\nfabric. I embedded the ice pick into the fabric behind the headboard, just out\nof sight, but within easy reach over the top.  \n  \nThe next day I was chauffeured to the company branch headquarters in Paris. I\nintroduced myself as a new sales rep for one of the company\u2019s products.\nJacques fell for me at once. Apparently he was quite a lady\u2019s man \u2013 but then\naren\u2019t all the French? We made a date for dinner and a tiny place along the\nSeine. At 8:00 we met and I had one of the best poisson (fish) dishes that I\u2019d\never tasted. I invited Jacques back to my hotel, and he eagerly accepted. I\nknow I had a job to do, but I was really looking forward to some French\nhospitality first. I was not disappointed.  \n  \nI peeled off my blouse, revealing the bra I had bought at Printemps. A zipper\npull later, my skirt fell uselessly on the floor, and Jacques got the whole\npicture. He whistled his approval and gently hugged me. He was so smooth as he\ncaressed my body, and I felt SO sexy. Eventually he shed his clothes too. By\nthen I was wild with passion. I asked him to sit at the head of the bed, his\nback to the headboard. I moved the pillows, then sat over Jacques, facing him\nand the headboard. Up and down I bucked until reaching the big \u201cO\u201d. Jacques\nwas such a gentleman, he had not cum yet, and was still hard as a rock. Soon I\nsettled down and began a pumping motion again. I could tell he was getting\nclose as his face began to grimace and his breathing became ragged. I put my\nhands around the back of his head and pulled his head into my ample breasts.\nHe began pumping his load.  \n  \nEver notice that the back of a man\u2019s skull has a soft spot in the middle down\nnear the base? I found that spot with my left finger. With my right hand I\ngrasped the handle of the ice pick and guided the point just to the tip of my\nfinger. I plunged it in and up, then stirring a little. Scrambled eggs anyone?\nHis eyes wiggled a little back and forth, then rolled back into his head. I\nwithdrew the pick while sliding my finger over the hole. There was virtually\nno bleeding as I held my finger there for a few minutes. His penis was still\npulsing for a while, I guess that part of a man\u2019s anatomy goes on autopilot at\nsome point, so why not let him finish? Afterward I showered and cleaned up.\nThen, after rigor mortis had set in, I sliced off his balls and slid them up\ninto my pussy. Jacques US bosses would want them as proof, and I didn\u2019t dare\nrisk an international shipment. His balls would stay warm & fresh in their new\nhome. I caught an early flight through Heathrow and enjoyed \u201cthat full\nfeeling\u201d for the whole transatlantic trip.  \n  \nWhile I was on the flight home, a businessman in the next seat was hitting on\nme. He was pretty handsome. I told him I\u2019d broken up with my boyfriend in\nParis after a wild night. He intimated that he wanted a wild night like that\nwith me. I took his card and said I\u2019d think about it. Maybe he could meet my\nneeds during a dry spell. Unfortunately for him, he might wind up as a\n\u201cfreebie\u201d mark before the night was out \u2013 IF I treat him to the pleasures that\nJacques had tasted\u2026.  \n  \nThanks to hubby for posting this.  \n  \nCheers,  \n  \nSharon Fox  \njimfoxeu@hotmail.com  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "VESPAH -Vortex Extracted Semen and Penis Automatic Harvester", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, Video Script", "Summary": "Many years ago, long before the Eunuch Archive was founded, some of us used to chat on IRC. In those days, bboy, chris19, flybyte, I and others used to chat about our penectomy fantasies. Many of those discussion involved an automated device that milked semen, then cut off the cock. This device has been used in many of the archive's stories.After more than 15 years, I have finally brought this device to life. This vid, posted at Slammer's Dark Spot, is dedicated to those early pioneers in castration and penectomy fantasy.The spelling and punctuation errors in the story are purposeful. They helped the voice synthesizer pronunciation. I decided to leave this in it's original form.", "Text": "Introduction.\n\nWelcome to this demonstration, of the new, Vortex Extracted, Semen and Penis,\nAutomatic, Harvester. Vespa!\n\nVespa is design, to harvest both semen and penis, quickly and efficiently,\nwhile minimizing stress, on the livestock.\n\nThe key to vespa's efficient operation, is the Harvesting cylinder. This\ncylinder, features a specially design laser scalpel, that provides for quick,\nclean, penis harvesting. The laser's cauterizing action, minimizes bleeding.\n\nThe semen harvesting port is designed to maximize recovery, during the semen\nextraction process.\n\nVespa, comes with a variety of harvesting cylinder styles and sizes. Proper\nsizing of the cylinder to the penis, is crucial to the success of both the\nsemen, and penis harvesting. Harvesting cylinders are available in clear, for\nthose who want to fully experience the harvesting process. And, opaque, for\nthe livestock that might be a bit stressed by the sight of loosing its organ.\n\nA semen collection cup, accumulates the harvested semen during extraction.\nOnce the semen cup is filled to the predetermined level, the penis-harvesting\nphase, is automatically initiated, and the laser scalpel, is activated.\n\nHarvesting Preparation.\n\nThe harvesting process begins, by attaching Laser Activated, Vespa Harvesting\nTape, around the base of the Penis.\n\nThis, vespa exclusive, eliminates the need for elastic bands, that can slip\noff during operation, causing damage to the harvested penis.\n\nWithin moments of application, the Harvesting Tape softens and expands to\nbecome virtually undetectable. This eliminates interference with the semen\nextraction, until the laser activates the tape, causing it to contract. This\nsupports the penis stump, and seals the organ's root, to minimize unwanted\nbleeding, and keep the organ, fresh.\n\nThe penis can now be fitted with the proper size-harvesting cylinder.\n\nHarvesting cylinder size, must match the size of the penis, in order to obtain\nan efficient harvesting operation.\n\nThe semen collection cup, is now inserted into the machine, just below the\nvortex port.\n\nFinally, the harvesting cylinder is inserted into the vortex port, aligning\nthe semen port, with the semen collection cup.\n\nAnd now, Vespa, and the livestock, are ready, to begin the harvesting process.\n\nIntroduction and Milking.\n\nThe penis is exposed, and the livestock is bound, to the Vespa restraining\nrack.\n\nFrequently, the excitement and fear, cause an involuntary erection. This\naligns the penis with the harvesting cylinder.\n\nOnce vespa is activated, the vortex action, quickly sucks the penis into the\nharvesting cylinder. Once fully inserted, the penis, cannot, be removed.\n\nWhile some range of motion is possible. The penis, can only be withdrawn,\nuntil the glans reaches the laser scalpel device. Then increased vortex\naction, makes removal of the organ, impossible.\n\nWithin minutes of insertion, convulsions of the first orgasm, sends waves of\nsemen into the harvesting cylinder.\n\nThe vortex pools the semen, toward the harvesting port, cleaning it from the\nharvesting cylinder.\n\nThe semen, is harvested, air-rated, and then, accumulated, in the semen\ncollection cup.\n\nThe incessant vespa, continues. The vortex prevents loss of erection, and in\nno time, the penis is shooting another load, to be collected into the semen\ncup.\n\nEach ejaculation takes a little longer, but vespa is insistent. Load after\nload of semen is extracted and collected. Semen continues to collect in the\nsemen cup. Bringing the level ever closer, to the trigger point.\n\nWith a combination of pain and pleasure, the penis finally gives up enough\nsemen to fill the collection cup. This tells vespa, the penis is ready to be\nharvested.\n\nThe Harvesting.\n\nThe laser triggers, in a burst of light. The penis, is severed. The Vortex\ncollects the penis for processing.\n\nSome swelling occurs, but, the stump is held tightly by the harvesting tape\nwhich facilitates healing, and minimizes bleeding.\n\nCleanup, is just as easy, as preparation. The harvesting cylinder is\ndishwasher safe! Which also sterilizes it for the next use.\n\nVortex aeration, insures the semen is fresh and light, eliminating the need\nfor aeration prior to processing.\n\nVespa! The only harvester you will ever need, for light-duty, to, high-volume\nsemen and penis harvesting.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Russian Winter part 2", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Soldier castrated by hungry women", "Text": "` Soft music was filling the barn around me. As my eyes got accustomed to the\nlow light I recognized at least 20 beauties around me. All were naked and\neyeing my manhood which could not help but respond to the female attention. `\n\n\"Our german enemy with all his jewels presented to the crown of Russia. What a\npity we shall send you home without your manhood\" A gorgeous blonde seem to\nenjoy the prospect as she walked over to a busty brunette and lustily licked\nher nipples.\n\n\"Now,you will need to satisfy all our needs before we are done with you,\nsoldier! And even the proudest of your boys has failed miserably. Now, we\ndecided to take matters in our hands- figuratively speaking.\"\n\nShe walked over to me and teased my proud manhood. I could feel it throbbing\nas she teased my dickhead with the tip of her tongue.She gently massaged my\nballs but sent a shiver down my spine when she took both balls in her mouth\nand gently bit down on them.\n\n\"Perhaps our soldier will shoot his cum for us if we force his juices from him\nwith our teeth\" she laughed.\n\nShe then produced a thin piece of string- not much thicker than fishing line-\nand gently circled the base of my throbbing dick.\n\n\"We dont want to lose this fine boner before we all are done\" she laughed and\nwith that pulled the line tight around the base of my dick. I could feel my\ncock swelling as the line bit into the skin. \"Dont start going blue before you\neven started\" she said to my dick and forced the pisshole open with her long\nred nails. Although it stung it only aroused me more!\n\n\"Ladies I present to you: A willing young German from Bavaria. Balls and Cock\ngrown fat on Bavarian Beer. Please feel free to drown in his lust before we\nthrow his carcass to the wolves....\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 21, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Transplant", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Alien tends to a lonely man", "Text": "` Transplant `\n\n\u201cAnother night, another lonely night without someone to hold, \u201c Ted mused to\nhimself as the hypnotic rhythm of a well disguised speaker continued to pound\nits way into his embalmed consciousness.\n\nWas he that repulsive that no one, including his desperate little waitress\nwould heed his gentle overtures? He took another slow sip from his luke warm\nbrew and thought of childhood dreams long ago lost to his current realities.\nIt was late and there was another day waiting for him at the lab, so with a\nheavy hearted sigh he resigned himself to another night of loneliness.\nBriefly, the thought of cruising the \u201cHo-zone\u201d crossed his mind, but past\nmemories quickly returned him towards thoughts of his own bed. It was then\nthat she slid into the seat next to him, her delicate perfume awakening his\nsenses in anticipation.\n\nShe was small and frail with a delicate smile, pale skin and rich, full lips.\nHe slender body, tiny hands, and long golden hair evoked his yearnings, and\nTed felt his passions stirring without as much as a word of introduction being\nspoken. Her dark, deep-set eyes urged him towards the distant exit and within\nmoments they were making their way towards the cool night air. As the door\nslid shut behind the two, she turned to him and upon her toe tips kissed him\ndeeply, leaving him temporarily winded and ablaze with desire.\n\nShe spoke for the first time without prompting in a voice as clear as the cool\nmorning air;\n\n\u201cI\u2019m Andy, and I don\u2019t want to be alone tonight.\u201d\n\n\u201cI\u2019m Ted, and you are the most beautiful creature I\u2019ve ever seen,\u201d he replied\nshakily.\n\nWith her warm smile of acknowledgment, they fell silent as they walked to a\nsmall hotel at the end of the street. The clerk was smelly yet well mannered,\nand the room was without a view but very accommodating as the two embraced\neven before the door was closed. As she removed her simple yet unremarkable\nattire, the true beauty of her small, ruby-crowned breasts and delicately\nrounded torso became apparent. Ted fumbled with his clothing like a schoolboy\nin a whorehouse until Andy graceful strode over to him and, dropping silently\nto her knees, finished undressing him with quiet assurance.\n\nHe groaned as her smooth lips encased his throbbing manhood, and soon his hips\nwere moving in a steady rhythm to her probing tongue as it explored the length\nof his urethra with gently increasing pressure. His hands savored her golden\nhair as it flowed across her flawless shoulders. She sighed passionately with\nhis touch and urged him towards the bed by guiding his hips with her hands as\nthey firmly grasped his trembling buttocks. Ted paused long enough to collect\nhis thoughts before lifting her and carrying her to the harsh firmness of the\nqueen bed. Within moments, his glistening glans found the moist down covered\npatch of her femininity and slowly pushed past the passion inflamed lips that\nguarded her throbbing vagina. As he pushed into her moisture laden cleft, she\nsighed in abandon as a tell tale deep red glow enveloped her neck and chest.\n\nAs Ted\u2019s cock quickly thrust into her hidden recesses, she squealed with\nanticipation. The soft moist folds within her massaged his glans, throbbing\nand caressing the purple mushroom as to encourage its release of life-giving\ncream. With her air all but gone, she swooned beneath him, taking a deep and\nprofound breath as the last exposed length of his meat disappeared into the\ndelicate folds of her pussy. Her engorged clitoris throbbed visibly and surged\ntowards his pubic bone seeking the welcomed pressure of his inward lunges.\nSweat began to form on their foreheads as their lips found each other and\nlocked together. Her nectar, forced from her pussy by his forceful thrusts,\nsprayed onto his scrotum, flooding his genitals and the bedspread with her\npungent odor. He could feel the boiling sperm building at the base of his\nurethra, but fought the growing flood as Andy reached her own orgasm and\nexploded with a mighty spasm beneath him. As her breaths began to subside, his\nsperm exploded within her violently, sending spasms through their bodies in a\nneurological short circuit.\n\nAs their orgasm subsided, Ted felt a strange sensation at the base of his\nmanhood and unique pressure against his pubic bone. The release had been so\nforceful, that he dismissed the sensations until he rolled off of her still\ntrembling body and felt as if a part of him remained within her. As his vision\ncleared, he gazed down between his legs at the bloody hair covered patch where\nhis manhood had once so proudly risen. In horror his eyes refocused on the\nthrobbing blood-covered organ that now rose magnificently from Andy\u2019s down-\ncovered mound and mouthed a few senseless syllables before drifting into\nsenselessness. She turned quietly to her unwitting donor and kissed him on the\nforehead. His wound would heal by the time he awoke in the morning and he we\nbegin his journey into the world of sexlessness. She, in turn, would return to\nher own world, and began the most delicious task of repopulating her species.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Stumped Part 3", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, BODY MODS", "Summary": "John\\'s odyssey continues..", "Text": "` John knew the drugs that Turner was giving him were causing the changes that\nhe felt. It was Turner wh was to blame for the amputation of his arms and legs\nand his castration. `\n\nHe was angry but could do nothing ablout it.\n\nHis mind was now clear after weeks of hallucinatory drugs and he understood\neverything that had happened.\n\nHe was angry, he wanted to escape his captors and their cruel actions but he\nwas dependent on them for everything.\n\nThe tubes that fed him also carried the drugs that were transforming his body.\n\nThe dilemma was playing on his mind, twisting it and making him more violently\nangry and aggressive.\n\n\n\u201cBy now he realises what we are doing to his body. He will become more\naggressive and violent. This is partly due to his mental state and much more\ndue to the drugs which contain a variety of chemicals that cause the\naggressive behaviour.\u201d Turner said, addressing the team of military officers\nvisiting his facility.\n\n\u201cWe will push a new high power combination into him over the next 24 hours.\nThis will be the final test. We will release him into the pen and watch the\nresults at that point. He will then be available for organ harvesting. This\nprovides substantial economic benefit to the program.\u201d\n\nThe officers were impressed. The man that had been John was no longer visible\nfor the drugs had transformed his once lithe body into a strange misshapen\ncreature, not able to speak or move. His stumped legs and arms prevented any\nproblems handling him. His obvious aggressiveness was an excellent result.\n\nTurner\u2019s group\u2019s project to develop a drug that could be given to soldiers\nbefore battle was progressing well.\n\nTurner was happy the meeting had gone well. The latest round of drug\ncombinations was a great improvement on the earlier versions. The subject\u2019s\nalertness was much better and the detrimental physical affects had been\nreduced. The voice had been affected but even that was better.\n\nIt also meant that the resale value of the subject\u2019s organs would be greater.\nTurner was very pleased.\n\n\nJohn felt his body was on fire. He could do nothing to stop it happening.\n\n\u201cYou know son, you are on the cutting edge of science\u201d the now familiar voice\nof Turner said as john lay writhing with the pain the drugs caused.\n\n\u201cWe are almost finished. Almost at the end of this ordeal!\u201d\n\nTurner motioned to the attendants who picked up John\u2019s stumped body and\ncarried it through a door into a pen that was more like a wild garden, with\nbrush and a pond and trees. For John it was the first taste of the outside in\nmonths.\n\nHe could smell the air, hear distant roadway noises \u2026.\n\nThe attendants let him off his leash and ran back through the door slamming it\nshut behind them.\n\nJohn saw a shape move in the brush. His new instincts took over. He moved\nrapidly on his stumps and ravaged the small rodent with his teeth.\n\nTurner smiled, the technique was improving.\n\n\nReynolds watched the videotape of the events Turner had given him. It was\nfascinating to see how the handsome young man had been turned into a rat-\neating beast. John\u2019s aggression turned into a weapon for Turner\u2019s use.\n\nPity that the boy would ultimately end up being used for transplant parts, but\nhe had other concerns....the new subject was due . Turner paid well for his\nwork. This time only he had only to castrate the man, pity really, he enjoyed\ndoing far more interesting modifications.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Curious Wesley and the secret portal", "Tags": "GAY, MINOR", "Summary": "Warning! A badly written, Wesley bashing, trekkie slash parody. Not for the faint of heart. After posting it, I hope we can all agree never to see the name \\\"WESLEY\\\" in the archive title list again.", "Text": "` After months of effort, young Wesley Crusher was ready to test his secret\nhologram portal program. The program made a small gap between the holodeck\ndoors and the \u201cenvironment\u201d that was currently running, allowing Wesley and\none other guest to open the door and observe the program without being seen by\nanyone inside. Ever since Wesley first saw Lt. Worf, his curiosity about\nKlingon mating habits was sparked. And every time he saw the tall, dark\nwarrior, or even smelled that distinctly Klingon scent, Wesley could think of\nnothing else but the mysterious Klingon penis. How big was it? Did it grow and\nthrob like Wesley\u2019s? Was it surrounded with dark, kinky hair like Cmdr.\nRiker\u2019s? Would Worf let him touch it like Cmdr. Riker did? What did it taste\nlike? Could it be even larger Cmdr. Riker\u2019s hot throbbing eight centimeters?\nWesley had to know! His hand reached under the computer counsel and began\nstroking around his circumcision scars. How stupid he was for showing his\nmother that ancient Kellogg file he found while poking around in the sexual\nmutilation medical archives. He should have never accepted the passwords from\nCmdr. Riker. Anyway, it was time for the final test. Lt. Worf had entered the\nholodeck, and Wesley had primed him by discretely leaving erotica on Worf\u2019s\ncounsel when he was out. He made his way down the hall until he came to the\nholodeck doors. Pretending to examine the reservation schedules, Wesley looked\nboth ways before quickly typing in his password for the portal program. The\ndoor slid open, Wesley jumped in and the door closed behind him. It was just\nwhat he had wished for! There was Lt. Worf, naked, and a holographic Klingon\nfemale clinging to the upper branches of a holographic tree spitting down at\nhim. \u201cOh, Fuck!\u201d Wesley whispered in amazement at the pendulant, 40cm tool\nbetween Worf\u2019s legs, and seven hot, throbbing centimeters of pubescent flesh\nunsuccessfully attempted to rip through Star Fleet\u2019s latest, high tensile\nstrength trouser fabric. Wesley had no choice but to soothe it. The going was\nawkward through the high-tech cloth. Its elasticity made inserting a hand\ndifficult, so Wesley slipped them down to his ankles and went work. The\nspitting and threats continued until Worf\u2019s huge organ was fully erect. Worf\nwas becoming an animal. A lusty husky musky animal! Suddenly Worf collapsed.\nHe lied on his back with his erection throbbing up vertically, tempting\nWesley. Minutes slipped by as Wesley and the holographic Klingon female\nwatched and waited. Wesley wanted to touch the huge organ, to taste it. He\ntyped in his password again, and shut down the programs. An unconscious Lt.\nWorf lay waiting. Wesley kicked his shoes and trousers off his feet and went\nforward. He stood above Worf, hesitating. Was he dying? Could he still touch\nthe great penis and then arrange for an emergency transport to sickbay before\nit was too late? Worf\u2019s smell was overwhelming. One hand vigorously\nmanipulated the 14-year-old, seven centimeter, pink-white human penis, while\nthe other slowly reached out to unsheathe the tribble-sized head on the flag\npole in front of him. At the moment when pale thumb and index finger closed\nonto the ebony, horned foreskin\u2026 `\n\n\u201cWesley! Ensign Crusher! What were you doing here?\u201d\n\nIt was Lt. Worf.\n\n\u201cSir, I was walking by the holodeck doors and I saw a warning light flashing,\nand\u2026 oh, I hurt down there!\u201d\n\n\u201cQuiet! You should never interfere with rituals you do NOT understand.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat happened, Sir? I swear! I saw the warning light, and there you were\u2026\u201d\n\n\u201cA likely story.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat are you hiding, sir? What is that dermal regenerator for?\u201d\n\n\u201cSee for yourself.\u201d Warf allowed the boy to sit up.\n\n\u201cMy penis!\u201d Where is it? This isn\u2019t fair!\u201d\n\n\u201cI ate it.\u201d When Wesley awoke from the subsequent faint, Worf was dressed.\n\u201cEnsign Crusher, I found your portal program. I am sure this will be the end\nof ALL your computer privileges.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, Lieutenant! Please!\u201d\n\n\u201cYou found yourself in the middle of a Klingon mating ritual, I suspect humans\nwould call it a \u201cpossum\u201d trick. I instinctively went to bite my mate\u2019s thigh,\nit is the beginning of that particular mating process, but I found a small\npiece of flesh stuck between my teeth instead.\u201d Worf bared his teeth and\ngrowled. There, next to the right incisor, hung a deflated, circumcised penis.\nWorf slapped his chest. \u201cWorf to sickbay. Prepare to re-attach a small genital\norgan to a curious, human teenager. Oh, and beam a toothpick into holodeck 3.\u201d\n\n\u201cA toothpick , Lieutenant?\u201d a woman\u2019s voice came back.\n\n\u201cYes Mom, a toothpick! And hurry!\u201d\n\n\u201cWorf, where are my balls!?\u201d\n\n\u201cBalls? \u2026Testicles? Oh, they hang between the legs in humans. I had forgotten\nthat. I must have swallowed them while I completed the ritual. Once you touch\na Klingon egg sack, it is deposited in the female so that in can be exposed to\nher sperm. It is an instinctive process that must be completed before\nconscience thought returns. Anyway, you will not want your little organs for\nsome time. My egg sack will slowly make its way through your body, looking for\nsperm. If it finds some\u2026 well let\u2019s not go into that. But certainly it will\nnot be possible for you to have any sperm in your body for the life of the egg\nsack; seven years.\u201d\n\n\u201cSeven years!\u201d\n\n\u201cYes Ensign. Seven years. Approximately. I am sure Cmdr. Riker will be even\nmore upset.\u201d  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 89, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia Hacks a Hacker", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia finds someone using her IP Address and it pisses her off.Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia Hacks a Hacker\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m a 31 year old underground cutter. I\u2019m a working\nengineer, but I enjoy cutting much more. I\u2019ve been de-balling men for about\nseven years now and I\u2019ve racked up quite a score. I\u2019m usually paid very well,\nbut this one was on me.\n\nAs I\u2019ve said the company that I work for keeps a house in NJ for the six\nmonths or so that I work there each year. I have a wireless router for my lap\ntop so that I can sit on the enclosed porch and use the net. I never bothered\nwith a password as I didn\u2019t really care if someone used my service or not.\n\nI got home from work on one Friday to find a bill in my mail box for $4,589.49\nfor music and video downloads from the internet. I had never downloaded any\nentertainment from the net and I was outraged. After a few phone calls I was\ntold that if I didn\u2019t pay the bill I would be sued for the full amount and\ncosts. Someone nearby had downloaded all of this stuff. I knew the range of\nthe router was 200 feet on the outside. That limited it to four homes. To my\nright was an old lady, not likely, to my left was a younger woman who worked\nthree jobs, again not likely. Behind me to the right was a young couple,\nmaybe, behind me to the left was a family with a 19 year old kid, much more\nlikely. The following day the kid that cuts my grass came by, I asked him who\nwould have a good music collection and without hesitation he said, \u201cBill\nFreeman. He downloads everything on the net, he makes CD\u2019s and sells them.\u201d I\nhad found my culprit.\n\nI followed him for a couple of days and found that he and his friends spent\ntime at the local youth center playing sports. He came home around seven each\nevening he would cut through the park that was closed at five. The park was\nheavily wooded and dark at that time.\n\nIt was only a matter of time until everything came together. He was alone when\nhe walked confidently on the wooded path.. I had a ski mask on and a pair of\nbaggy coveralls that hid my shape. He never saw the taser coming, he hit the\nforest floor like a ton of bricks. I quickly bound him and forced a ball gag\ninto his mouth.\n\nHe was fighting again so I drove stakes into the ground and secured his legs.\nI didn\u2019t cut his pants and underwear off, instead, I slid them down. I\u2019m\nalways surprised when a young man has such a big package, his was perfect. For\nkicks I played with his dick until it reached its full size, about seven plus\ninches. My only kind thought of the day toward him was to let him cum one last\ntime. I worked him with my velvet glove and in what seemed like seconds his\nthick seed was shooting like a fountain.\n\nAt his age I was sure that was another load in there, but I was done. I took\nhis left ball in my hands and squeezed for all I was worth. The ball went\nflat, but refused to pop. He was screaming into his gag as I went to plan B.\nFrom my backpack I retrieved the pair of welders vise grip clamps. They were\nstandard vise grip pliers with flat plates welded to the jaws. I adjusted them\nso the jaws were about \u02dd inch apart when closed. I slipped his right nut into\nthem and squeezed. The jaws closed as his big ball flattened to the pre\nadjusted \u02dd inch with out any rupture.\n\nI tightened the clamp to close at 3/8 inch. This time as the gonad got flatter\nand flatter I could see the inevitable. The ball went from a solid shape to\nball stew. I could actually hear the membrane pop.\n\nI\u2019m not usually into ball busting but this was getting to be fun. His scrotum\nwas beat up but not split. As I slipped his left ball into the clamp, I was\nvery surprised to see his big cock harden. As I squeezed the handles, the\npliers forced some blood tainted cum from his big prick. It would be his last\ncum ever. Suddenly the ball popped and what had been two defined orbs were now\nso much mush. Bill had passed out in pain. To be sure the job was finished, I\ngot the wooden mallet and block from my pack and beat his already smashed ball\nmeat into puree. One of the things a man should never do in this world is piss\noff a cutter.\n\nI removed the gag and carefully picked up all of my stuff before leaving. I\nwent to a pay phone near the library (one of the few still in existence) and\ncalled a local business. I told them that there was a man hurt in the woods\nnear the park and I didn\u2019t want to call the police and get involved. Before\nlong I heard sirens and I knew they had called.\n\nI paid the bill for the downloads, It was worth it. I didn\u2019t bother to add a\npassword, I figured if he did it again I could always hack off his cock\n\nI went to the local bar/restaurant and ordered the wild salmon special and a\nglass of red wine. When ever I destroy a set of nuts, I\u2018m famished afterward.\n\nRespectfully Submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Respect", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Wayne learns about respect.", "Text": "Wayne was really scared. He found himself tied to the bed and his legs and\narms securely tied in place. There were five women over him staring at his\nnaked body. They said they were sent by his girlfriend to teach him about\nrespect for women. They quickly shaved his whole groin area and laughed as\nWayne begged them not to do it. Once Wayne was completely bald; Mary asked him\nwhat his definition of respect was. Wayne stumbled for an answer and Mary\nshook her head and said they would have to show him respect.\n\nThey took out a vibrator and rammed it into his ass. Wayne screamed with the\nintrusion of the big device. The women then turned it on. Wayne started to\nfeel an erection due to the pressure. Sue another one of the women quickly\nsnipped off some of the skin off Wayne\u2019s penis causing him to go flaccid.\n\nWayne could not believe when he started to have cum drip out of his soft\npenis. It was not like an orgasm, more like just taking a piss. The women\nlaughed at his leaking penis. Wayne could not believe that first they took his\nhair and then they took his cum. Mary asked him to again give a definition of\nrespect and Wayne again tried for an answer that they would accept. One of the\nwomen quickly snipped one of his balls off like she was pruning a plant. Wayne\nwas stunned how quickly he lost one of his balls.\n\nWayne\u2019s girlfriend, Linda then walked in the room and was shocked at what a\nmess Wayne was in. He had cum all over himself, was bald below and had one\nball! She went over and started to play with his remaining ball and started to\nsuck him off. Right when Wayne was starting to shoot she cut his remaining\nball free. As Wayne was shooting; she showed him his ball and laughed. Now\nWayne was bald and had no balls. He thought it was finally over. Linda asked\nhis for his definition of respect. Wayne was in shock; what else could they\ntake from him?\n\nHe quickly learned as Linda held a knife to his penis. The one remaining item\nthat showed he was a man of any kind. Wayne was crying and begging. It was\nhorrible to think of his future with no balls, but at least with a penis he\ncould still be a man of some kind. A man then walked in the room and told the\nladies he thought Wayne had learned his lesson. He took both balls and stuck a\nneedle and some thread through both and then hung them around Wayne\u2019s neck. He\nthen laughed and said no one will ever disrespect his sister. They all left\nthen; leaving dried cum, droopy penis and balls around his neck.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Havoc II: Chiseled", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Maybe all those country creole girls just werent enough anymore, maybe he was made for this, eventhough he didnt know much about what i had in mind.", "Text": "The single idea of carrying out his desires was driving me out of my old\nfleshy body.  \n  \nThis man which I didnt knew and appeared from nowhere, was contacting me\nthrough the web, yes, we know, an ad place that was around... here....oh well.  \n  \nAnd the request seemed serious enough. The words... uh! those i wanted to\nhear! Clever man; no mercy if you tempted me, you'd better know by now...  \n  \nI asked no stats, i wanted few details. Madame fears nothing, too old for that\nnow... i've trashed punks of all sorts with my bare hands, i've played with\nsome psycho madmen and came untouched, but satisfied. I know how to make even\nunwilling and so-tough men kneel, and yes, pray...  \n  \nSo, i got to this secluded place, lost in the middle of nothing, away, from my\nbeloved gray cement jungle and nightly lit corners. It was bright and i hated\nthis, yeah yeah, the pure hilly air, i'm well adapted to smog... then i\npresumed.  \n  \nAll I knew was he was alone. And defenseless that is...  \n  \nAt his home, more than 100km from where I lived and played around... this\npiece of flesh had an internet connection... I'll be damned, maybe i'm just\nplain too old for this. Perhaps, what I do is so outdated by know...\ntechnology and all, and me, working with raw, primal human meat. Well, just\ntoughts.  \n  \nAndrea, yes, a boy's name, came to meet me by the Rover, just in reach, and so\nmuch talking, I had my hands on the nape of his neck in no time. I was\nsurprised, quite, since this man was barely 28 to 33 years old, and rather\ngood looking. However, who does care about such things?  \n  \nI interrogated him on his own bathtub. All, i got all out, even what i didnt\nwant to hear. It is so lovely to make this big boys cry out loud even their\nsick deviant experiences as dumb teenagers... Oh well.  \n  \nA young carpenter, italian ancesters, and close to his 31 birthday. Alone,\ndeserted, here as he had chosen. Perhaps too bored... maybe all those country\ncreole girls just werent enough anymore, maybe he was made for this,\neventhough he didnt know much about what i had in mind. Oh! this mind....  \n  \nSo \"let's visit your barn dear boy!\" i said and we went in, to this place of\nfull rawness, obsolete tools and bare animal smell.  \n  \n\"Yes, animal! hands up\" I said as i ripped the light clothes he still had.\nThis old wicked and evil pussy was getting wetter by the second... Hmmm.. such\nfirm body... and hairy! Oh! I could just imagine... until they came to me.\nDull heavy balls hanging so pink, fresh and low in this awfull heat. It was an\nillusion, something so pretty and innocent to look at.  \n  \nOh well, so I tied him. Till the old ropes from his barn burned that poor\nskin. I dont want my specimens free and in motion. Oh no. I always tend to tie\nthem heavily, leaving the treasures absolutely exposed for proper treatment.  \n  \nAnd this was not the exception. I behaved at first. This magnificent piece of\nflesh, and the two large orbs were there for my fast resolve. It took no time\ntying the penis, with some rough rope at the base, exposing the glans and\ngetting some of that adorable Malbec wine he stored at his barn straight from\nthe bottles.  \n  \n\"Oh, look boy! such a lovely iron chisel! and soooo big!\" i said, i wanted\nthis done soon enough. Didn't have a pie in my oven right then, but wanted\nthis quick and sharp. In my usual monstruous and cruel way...  \n  \n\"First we must get this nailed sweety.\" and the heavy hammer drove thin 6 inch\nsteel nails through his loose scrotum securing him to the carpenter wooden\nbench.  \n  \nThis he loved I must say, although he was crying like a 2 year-old out of\ncandy, and begging... oh my! If I responded to such begging... ha ha... where\nwould i be know...? poor things.  \n  \nI was jolly and playfull now, so i designed my own game. Its... sort of... \"I\ndont know what i strike\"... with a hand on my face \"covering\" my eyes, and the\nother... well: with that chisel... so:  \n  \nTACKKK!! Aaawwwwww!!!  \n  \nUh? where did that go? and I looked, the chisel had cut right the outer\nportion of his left ball, but it was just theloose skin! Why so much crying???\nOk... sissy sissy, Then again!  \n  \nTACKKK!! Ohhhh!!! gawdddd!!!!  \n  \n\"All tensed now you boy??\" the chisel had perforated the thick middle part of\nhis shaft and had wounded it for good now. But before the whole thing started\nto deflate, i got bolder, and launched a third strike against the silky pink\nhead of the thing. Yaaak!! Awwwwwffff!!! was all was heard and the scream\nlasted decades. This rusty chisel had halved it and i was surreal now, in\nextasis. So this young once fully functional lovepiece was wounded for life\nand my orgasms were raining on me as i worked more. And with just the chisel,\nthat lovely tool, I pierced his large testicle in the middle. The impact was\nfast and well aimed. I was so watching and conscious, unlike him right at this\nmoment.  \n  \nSo, the wooden bench was all blood and tissue, so, there was a piece of\ntesticle and scrotum extra-corpore, out and free. Maybe... in the wild, the\ncountry red-ants would have finished this fast and assertive job....  \n  \nand they did.-  \n  \n-Comments welcome to kathycba43 AT hotmail.com. Merci.   \n-I will temporarily discontinue Havoc Series since i'm devoted to much defying sci-fi/terror subject. You'll hear the knews my dears... \"warm\" kisses;  \n\\------------MissK.-  \n  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Forced Teenage Libido Reduction", "Tags": "BI, chemical castration", "Summary": "A hot teenage male enjoys his fucking days until someone takes them away through chemical castration", "Text": "Forced Teenage Libido Reduction\n\nI was a hot, hung, athletic stud in my prime. I had entered puberty early and\nstarted fucking girls when I was 13. By the time I was 16, I was fucking quite\na few chicks. I was so horny that I would fuck 4-5 times a day. At age 18 I\ngot the hots for a 15 year old hottie. I broke her cherry and was fucking her\nseveral times a week.\n\nOne day when I was fucking her hot cunt in the barn, her 21 year old brother\ncaught us in the act. He went into the house and got his digital camera. He\ncame back out to the barn and started taking pictures of the two of us. He\neven recorded a video of the two of us fucking.\n\nYoung Jenny and I walked out of the barn hand in hand. Jenny\u2019s brother Kyle\nwas outside the barn. He was a rough, tough, strong Marine. He asked me if I\nwanted to see his gun collection. He told me that he even had some weapons\nfrom his time in Iraq. I love guns and I jumped at the chance. We went up to\nhis room and as I was looking at his gun collection, he plugged his camera\ninto his computer. My mouth dropped wide open when I saw the pictures that\nwere showing on his computer.\n\n\u201cDo you want me to show these pictures to my parents? Do you want me to show\nthem to your parents? What if I sent them to the police? How could you fuck an\nunderage girl?\u201d\n\nI was scared shitless. I begged him to keep the pictures to himself. \u201cI will\ndo anything if you will keep these photos and video to yourself.\u201d\n\nKyle laughed and told me that he would keep quiet if I would agree to stop\nfucking women for a couple of months.\n\nI told him that I would do as he said. Then he told me to strip naked and get\non his bed. He tied me to the 4 posts of the bed so that I was totally\nhelpless.\n\nHe smiled and said: \u201cHow can I be sure that you will keep your promise? You\ndid agree that you would not fuck for a couple of months so I have a way to\nkeep you honest. I am going to chemically castrate you. I am going to give you\nDepo-Provera shots like they do to sexual deviants. It will stop all of your\ntestosterone production. I am also going to give you 3 propecia tablets every\nday to reduce your DHT levels even faster. You will have to take 40mg of\nlexapro every day. It is an antidepressant but it will make your dick wilt and\nyour orgasms disappear. To make things even more interesting for you, I am\ngoing to give you some oral estrogen and some premarin cream (estrogen) for\nyour penis and testicles. In a few weeks, you won\u2019t be able to fuck or even\njerk off.\u201d\n\nI couldn\u2019t believe what I was hearing. He was going to take away my thrusting\nand my fucking and my jerking. These activities dominated my days and nights.\nI could not think of life without sex and orgasms. Then he got out an electric\nrazor.\n\nI struggled and told him not to cut off my thick bush. \u201cOH GOD\u2026PLEASE DON\u2019T do\nthis!!\u201d He didn\u2019t listen and quickly removed most of my sex hair with the\nelectric razor.\n\nWhen he was done, he got out the shaving cream and a couple of razors and\nshaved off every hair above my cock and on my balls.\n\nWhen Kyle was finished he told me that the loss of my man hair was an\nimmediate reminder of what I was loosing. Then he gave me my first set of\npills and finally he took out the Depo-Provera needle and stuck it into my\nnaked ass.\n\nThen he gave me 4 primadone pills and told me that I had to come to his place\nonce a day to take all my pills, get my estrogen cream and my regular\ninjections of Depo-Provera.\n\nAfter taking the meds for a week, I couldn\u2019t orgasm and my erections wouldn\u2019t\nhappen on demand. Within a month, I was really feeling the effects of the\nchemical castration. After three months, I could not get an erection and my\nlibido was reduced to almost nothing.\n\nAfter 4 months I asked Kyle to let me have my dick, hair, erections and\norgasms back. I remembered the days of fucking and I knew that I was\nchemically castrated.\n\nKyle laughed and told me that he wanted to make my chemical castration\npermanent. I could not believe that he had forced me to be chemically\ncastrated.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Playing Lukas Sorensen - Chapter 31", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Matthew learns the secret of mind control.", "Text": "Chapter 31\n\nOn the way home, Lukas was quiet, but it had been a good day, the best day at\nthe beach they had had.\n\n\u2018Do you want to see something?\u2019 Lukas said, after Matthew had parked the car\nin the garage.\n\nThey were in the small dark hall and the back of the house, and Lukas had\nstopped there, and turned to Matthew.\n\nMatthew knew this hall. He knew that they had played here as kids. The stairs\nwent up to Mr Sorensen\u2019s apartments, on the second floor, though the door\nthere had always been locked. On the third floor, in the attics, there was no\nfurniture in the rooms, or very little, and Matthew and Lukas had used to lug\ntheir bikes up there and ride through the rooms, riding a circuit. Racing each\nother.\n\nBelow them was the basement. These were the stairs that led to the basement,\nto the basement where Lukas had his workroom, to the basement where Lukas had\ncast Matthew\u2019s body in plaster, while Matthew stood naked.\n\nHe knew that now.\n\nHe didn\u2019t know why he\u2019d forgotten it.\n\nBut Lukas wanted to show him something.\n\n\u2018What?\u2019\n\n\u2018Can you go and see where McCady is?\u2019\n\n\u2018Do I have to?\u2019\n\n\u2018Go on.\u2019\n\n\u2018What if she sees me?\u2019\n\n\u2018Just tell her you\u2019re looking for me. Get her out of the kitchen.\u2019\n\nReluctantly, Matthew went in search of McCady. She wasn\u2019t in the kitchen,\nthough at the end of the corridor that led off it, to her flat, the door was\nopen, and Matthew could see the flashing lights of a television in a lowly-lit\nroom. He wasn\u2019t going to walk down there\n\nHe stepped out of the kitchen quietly, closing the door behind him, and went\nback to Lukas.\n\n\u2018Did you see her?\u2019\n\n\u2018I think she\u2019s in her room.\u2019\n\n\u2018Is the door open?\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded.\n\n\u2018Well did you go down there and see?\u2019\n\n\u2018She would have seen me.\u2019\n\n\u2018You could have just asked her if she knew where I was.\u2019\n\nMatthew said nothing.\n\n\u2018You\u2019re not still afraid of her are you?\u2019\n\n\u2018Kind of.\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh for god\u2019s sake. Hang on,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll be back in a minute.\u2019\n\nWhen he came back, he had McCady\u2019s keys.\n\nMatthew recognised them instantly. He had been caught with them as a kid,\nhaving taken them out of her room as a dare. She had smacked him, pulled down\nhis pants and smacked his bare bottom. It had really hurt.\n\n\u2018Didn\u2019t she see you?\u2019\n\n\u2018She hangs them up in the pantry now.\u2019\n\nLukas mounted the stairs and started to walk up them. Reluctantly, Matthew\nfollowed him.\n\nOn the second floor, where there was a single light on the landing, Lukas\nturned the key to his father\u2019s door.\n\n\u2018He\u2019s in Melbourne,\u2019 Lukas explained. \u2018He won\u2019t be back till Thursday.\u2019\n\nMatthew had never been into Mr Sorensen\u2019s apartments. They had always been\noff-limits. Always closed.\n\nLukas led the way down a wide corridor, richly furnished, but dark with\nmahogany panelling. He opened the door to his father\u2019s study, and led the way\ninside.\n\nThis was dark too, with heavy wood panelling and red walls.\n\nThere was a large, wide desk, with a green leather top, a single laptop\nsitting open on it, aside from some papers, a paper weight, pens, pencils, a\nruler, and assorted bits of stationery, neatly arranged. The wall behind the\ndesk was lined with books, and by the fireplace, there was a single armchair.\n\nMatthew was expecting McCady to appear from somewhere and surprise them, as\nshe had always used to.\n\n\u2018This is pretty full-on,\u2019 Lukas said.\n\nHe stepped toward the bookcase behind the desk, pulled a book out of it at\nknee level. He bent down, put his hand into the cavity, and felt for\nsomething. Matthew heard a large \u201cchock\u201d, as though a lock had been released.\n\nLukas stood up again.\n\n\u2018Give me a hand,\u2019 he said.\n\nHe was pushing on part of the bookcase. Matthew stood beside him, their bodies\npressed up against each other as they pushed. The bookcase swung into the\nwall, pivoting in the centre. It was just like a movie.\n\nThey grabbed the other end of it and swivelled it around, until the side with\nthe books on it was hidden.\n\nIt wasn\u2019t easy to do. The thing was heavy.\n\nOn the other side of it, now facing into the room, there was a large\ncollection of what Matthew recognised as BDSM gear, arranged as though it were\na wardrobe on display.\n\nWhips, chains, handcuffs, gags, masks, clamps, red and leather outfits meant\nfor both men and women, things meant to restrict, to insert, to hurt, to give\npain and pleasure. One of the masks had little bars over the mouth, like\nHannibal Lecter\u2019s mask, and there was one little cage that was obviously meant\nfor balls. That was kind of okay, but the whole of it looked tawdry and cheap,\nthe sort of thing Matthew had seen on television.\n\nMatthew had thought of Mr Sorensen as a remnant of some former time, of some\nformer time before Matthew was born, where people had been kind, and things\nhad made sense. Mr Sorensen as a bondage master or slave didn\u2019t fit into this\nidea, and Matthew wanted to reject what he had seen.\n\n\u2018Do you want to see something else?\u2019 Lukas said.\n\nMatthew didn\u2019t know if he did, but he nodded.\n\nThey closed the bookshelf. And then Lukas got down on his hands and knees,\nunderneath Mr Sorensen\u2019s desk. He turned over onto his back, and reached his\nhand up inside the desk, reaching his hand into the back of one of the drawers\nfrom behind.\n\nHe struggled, and contorted his body, strained to reach something, and\neventually emerged with a key. An old fashioned key. Large. Made of iron. And\nwith a floral head.\n\n\u2018Do you think you can put these back?\u2019 Lukas said, when they were back on the\nlanding, and he was locking Mr Sorensen\u2019s door.\n\nHe was talking about McCady\u2019s keys.\n\n\u2018Do I have to?\u2019\n\nLukas finished locking the door. \u2018Don\u2019t worry. I\u2019ll do it.\u2019\n\n\u2018Did she see you?\u2019 Matthew said, when Lukas rejoined him in the hall again, at\nthe bottom of the stairs.\n\nLukas shook his head, and led the way down to the basement.\n\nMatthew didn\u2019t want to go down there, but supposed he had to. Lukas was\nalready half way down.\n\n\u2018Come on,\u2019 Lukas said.\n\nAt the bottom of the stairs was a wine cellar. Beyond this, in one direction,\nthere was a door which led into Lukas\u2019 workroom, where he painted, and did his\nsculptures. And beyond the workroom, after you\u2019d walked through it, was\nanother room, a smaller room, sound-proofed in corrugated foam, a room where\nLukas practised the violin.\n\nMatthew had never been in the other direction. He had never been to the end of\nthe wine cellar in the direction that led away from Lukas\u2019 rooms down here,\nand he was surprised to see Lukas turn that way. When they were kids, they had\nalways been too scared to come down here. And now, as Matthew followed Lukas,\nhe wondered what could be up here. Lukas led a torturous route through rack\nupon rack of wine. They turned a corner, and started down a separate\npassageway, about fifty feet wide, still crowded with wine racks, some of them\ncoated in dust and cobwebs.\n\nIt was dark down here.\n\nAnd utterly silent.\n\nLit by single globes.\n\nSwinging from a ceiling that was too high.\n\nAnd dark above their heads.\n\nAt the end of the passageway there was dark expanse of emptiness. They crossed\nten or fifteen feet of it and came to a brick wall.\n\nLukas stopped at the wall and turned to him.\n\n\u2018Do you really want to see this?\u2019 he said.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 120, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dangerous Flight", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Circumcision and torture", "Summary": "Man is circumcised and almost castrated in drug search", "Text": "` I was on a flight from Saudi Arabia to London with a stop in Cairo. In the\nnext seat was an arabic gentlemen with whom I struck up a conversation. He was\ntelling me of some interesting shops in Cairo when the flight attendant asked\nus to buckle our seat belts as we were landing in Cairo. The stop was supposed\nto last about one hour so I decided to get off the plane and wait in the\nterminal. My seat companion waved and said he was going to do a little\nshopping. I reading a magazine when my friend comes back with a small package\nand sits down next to me. After a few minutes he suddenly got up saying he\nleft his glasses at the store and would I mind his package. He asked me to\ntake it back on the plane and put it in his seat. Shortly thereafter a call\ncame over the loud speakers to board the plane. I looked for my friend and not\nseeing him I picked up the package and started to board the plane. A police\noffice at the gate asked me what was in the package. I told him I didn't know\nas it was a friends and I was only taking it on board for him. He told me to\nfollow him to the police captains office. It was filled with about six\nofficers male and female. The captain asked me to open the package. I said I\ncouldn't as it did not belong to me. It was taken from me and opened. The\ncaptain became very angry when the contents of hashish was revealed. He\nshouted at me where did I get the package. I again said that it was not mine\nand I didn't know anything about it. The captain said they would have to do a\nbody search and instructed me to remove all my clothes. As I stood naked in\nfront of everyone I discretely tried to hide my genitals, but with little\nsuccess. They went through all my pockets, searched my shoes and wallet. The\ncaptain again asked me about the package and I again declined any knowledge.\nWith that he struck me a vicious blow acroww the buttocks with a thin cane he\nwas carrying. Again the question, a denial and another blow. Finally one of\nthe female police officers made a comment that from my uncircumcised status\nthat I wasn't a muslim and would lie to their questions. The captain reached\ninto his pocket and produced a knife which he handed to the woman. \"Circumcise\nhim and maybe he will tell the truth\" he said. Four guards grabbed me and\nstretched me face up on a table. The female office grabbed me foreskin,\nstretched it up and cut it off. The pain was excrutiating. Blood was running\nover my genitals. The captain again asked me about the package and I again\ntold him I knew nothing about it. \"Well\" said the captain \"maybe if you lose\nyour testicles you will tell the truth!\" With that the female officer grabbed\nmy scrotum and stretched it upward with great force. I groaned with pain as\nshe placed the edge of the knife against my tender skin and made a small cut.\n\"No, No\"! I screamed \"I don't know anything about it\". She pressed the knife a\nlittle harder causing a small stream of blood to run down my scrotum. Just as\nshe was about the make a full cut, the door of the office burst open and two\nofficers came in dragging my seat companion. \"We have him!\" one of them\nshouted and handed the captain a bundle the same as I had. It turned out that\nmy \"friend\" was a drug courier trying to bring a large amount of hashish into\nEngland. The police captain turned to me and said \"I apologize for the rough\ntreatment, but we do not tolerate drug merchants.\" He told his assistant to\ncall a doctor to treat me for my wounds. In a few moments he came in, cleaned\nup the blood and took some stitches in the circumcision. He said that the cut\nin the scrotum was relatively superficial and would be OK. After being\nbandaged I got dressed and was escorted to the plane by a policeman. After\nsettling in my seat I vowed never to get friendly with a seat companion again.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 51, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Alison", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Pre-castration", "Summary": "They may not be \\'Life or Death\\' but Alison\\'s decisions are of a similar order.", "Text": "` My name is Alison. I'm 24, a brunette, and I work in the Packaging\nDepartment of Acme Dildo Castings as their Senior Selection officer.\nBasically, I am responsible for employing staff to work on the production\nlines, packing 14 inch dildos into boxes labelled 'Lady's Pleasure: small'. `\n\nOf course, the Equal Opportunities Board insist that at least fity percent of\nany company's male employees have to be eunuchs, and my role, as Selection\nOfficer, is to decide which half of each batch of new recruits get castrated,\nand which half remain whole.\n\nI don't ever use the word 'male'. To me, a man is either a eunuch or an\nentire.\n\nThey are all entires when they walk through the door, so I have compiled a\nlist of criteria with which to conclude each one's fate.\n\nI could, of course, decide arbitrarily, which would certainly save me a lot of\ntime: if ten recruits are lined up in front of me (as is generally the case on\na typical morning or afternoon) I could simply order the gelding of the five\non the right, or the five shortest, or the five with the palest skins,\nwhatever I liked. But I pride myself on being more consciencious than that.\n\nI insist on evaluating each recruit thoroughly: his penis size - length AND\nwidth, limp AND erect; his sexual endurance - how long he can resist orgasm\nwith his manhood in my mouth; and the taste of his semen - sweet, sour or just\nright.\n\nOn completetion of the tests, each recruit gets a mark out of 100, and only\nthe lowest fifty percent of each intake are consigned to the company\ncastratress.\n\nWhen I've made my decisions I stand in front of the new recruits and call out\ntheir names in alphabetical order, sending each to either the left or right\nhand side of the room, without giving them any clue as to which group is\nwhich. The entires are then lead away to start immediate work on the\nproduction lines, and when I am alone with the prospective eunuchs, I casually\nannounce their fate.\n\nI don't do any castrating myself (not at work, anyway). I merely enjoy the\npower of making the deciding the fates of thousands.\n\nAlison  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Coach Carter the greatest coach", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The coach had never had a loosing season, and isn\\'t about to let his start quarterback\\'s hormones cause him to loose this season either.", "Text": "` Troy was a natural footbal player. When he was on the field magic happened.\nFor the first two years his stats, and talent were only surpassed by his\ndesire to make the coach happy. In his senior year he met a new girl named\nDebbie. Debbie was a natural beauty. She was the all American girl in every\nsince of the word. When she tried out for the cheerleaders squad Troy saw her,\nand fell in love immediatly. There relationship had grown each day, but Troy's\ngame had began to suffer in the process. The second game of the year, and the\nWildcat were 0 and 2. The coach was beside himself. He ranted at his players.\nWHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU GUY'S! DO YOU WANT TO BE THE FIRST TEAM IN 20\nYEARS TO BE KNOWN HAS LOOSERS? The boys answered NO SIR! The coach began to\nyell at Troy. GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS TROY! The coaches yelling didn't\neven bother him. He was watching Debbie practicing her cheers. When the\nmeeting was over the coach called his assistant coach in. Who is that new girl\nthat Troy keeps staring at. Debbie sir was the assistants reply. Why is he\nwatching her like that? Well coach the boy is in love said the assistant with\na smile. YOU THINK IT IS FUNNY THAT WE ARE 0 AND 2! No sir I dont. Well we are\ngoing to have to keep Troy focused on his game. I have made many great\nfootball players the same way. Its for his own good. Call the team to come in\nearly tommorrow, but dont say anything to Troy. The assistant coach do we have\nto do this again. I like Troy. The coach said well if you like him then you\nknow this is for his own good now do it. The coach then and talked with\nDebbie. He asked her if she loved Troy. She said yes of coarse I do. The coach\ntold her his plan, and he told her the same thing it is for Troy's own good.\nAfter awhile she agreed to help. The coach was always very personable, and\ncould gain peoples trust very easy. The next day the coach called the players\ntogether. DO YOU WANT TO BE LOOSERS BOY'S! NO SIR! DO YOU WANT TO BE THE ONLY\nTEAM IN 20 YEARS TO GO DOWN HAS LOOSERS! NO SIR! Then we have to help our star\nquarterback get his mind on the game again boys. The coach talked with the\nboys, and like Debbie after awhile they to believed they were helping there\nfriend. Troy arrived at the school at 5pm like always. He didn't even have any\nidea what was about to happen. He looked up, and saw Debbie winking at him.\nShe took her cheerleaders top off and motioned for him to follow her. Troy got\nan erection the moment her saw her. He followed her into the school. She was\nstanding at the weight room door, and stepped out of her skirt. She smiled,\nand went into the dark room. Troy followed her. His erection pushing against\nhis jeans. When he stepped in he said we havent got to much time. Coach will\nhave my balls if he catches us in here. She hushed him, and layed him on the\nweight bench. She took out handcuff, and fasten them to his wrist. I always\nwanted to do this baby. She said with a wink. Troy didn't resist her. She took\nhis pants down, and his boxers. She began to suck his cock in her mouth, and\ngroaned with pleasure. You like that sweety. Yes he said breathing harder. She\nsaid I want you to enjoy this very much. I love you, and thats why I am doing\nthis. She said your future depends on it. Troy still didn't know what Debbie\nwas talking about, and at that point he didn't care. She slowly lowered her\nself on to his erect cock. Troy loved the warmth of her vagina. She milked\nhim, and quickly he cummed. He was sweaty, and told her quick let me go. If I\nam late the coach will bust my balls. Then the coach spoke. No son I am not\ngoing to bust your balls, we are going to cut them off. Troy began began to\nbeg. PLEASE DON'T COACH! I thought you loved me like a son. I do son. I am\ndoing this for your own good. Boys step in here. Soon the whole team was\ngathered around Troy. Boys Troy is our star. We have to put his needs first\ndont we boys. YES SIR! The coach said Anderson down on your knees. Anderson\ndid what the caoch asked him to do. Suck Troys dick boy. Anderson looked at\nthe coach. DO IT NOW BOY! YES SIR! Anderson put Troys cock into his mouth as\nall players did. Each working to give the quarterback the pleasure that he\nearned. Troy many great players have come from this school. All went through\nwhat you are going through now. I want you to be the best player that you can\nbe. After the last member of the team had suck Troy's cock. The coach brought\nout the bander. He snapped it on Troy's sac, and Troy groaned in pain. Boys\nTroy is making the ultimate sacrifice for this team, and we are going to play\nhard for him. YES SIR! The boys answered. With that the coach opened the sac\nof the teenager, and removed his balls. The coach then gave Troy pain killers\nto make him sleep. Troy rested at the school for three days. The coach had the\nother players covering for him. The night of the big game had come. Cross town\nrivals were undefeated, and was bragging a championship may be there's this\nyear. Troy played the best game of his life. He passed for 500yards, and 5\ntouchdowns. The Wildcats won every game the rest of the year, and Troy set\nstate records in all stats. He was picked up by a top ten school, and three\nyears later had a Heisman Trophy to his credit. He was drafter number one into\nthe NFL. Two years later he was named MVP to the Superbowl. When asked what\nhis secret was he said my coach in highschool taught me about winning at any\ncost. Whats your coaches name Troy. Coach Carter he said smiling. There you\nhave it Vince another star player sent to the NFL by coach Carter. I wonder\nwhat his secret is. Back to you Vince in the booth.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 24, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 124, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Aunt Katherine", "Tags": "MINOR", "Summary": "Aunt makes sure her Nephew stays a Good boy.......", "Text": "` He did not understand what was about to happen..Aunt Katherine had given him\na nice warm cup of tea and the sedative had made him drowsy. He was lying on\nher bed-nude and his legs spread open-he felt too weak to close them. His well\ndeveloped testicles rested on the bed- his large penis semi rigid -tho he\ncould not understand why... `\n\nAunt Katherine glanced at her darling nephew. An attractive, buxom woman of 41\nshe loved the boy but also realized his hormones were now changing their\nrelationship. She often caught his 15 year old eyes glancing at her deep\ncleavage and she realized only the simple proceedure she was about to perform\ncould keep him young and innocent-free of the carnal lust men were so capable\nof.\n\nShe entered the room- smiled at the young boy and sat next to him.\"Jason: she\nsoftly spoke-you do know how much i love you dont you?\" The semi conscious boy\nnodded and smiled at his lovely aunt..Despite his drugged state his penis\nslightly quivered at the sight of his beautiful aunt so close to\nhim..Katherine smiled again and continued: Im going to perform a very simple\nlittle proceedure Jason and when its all over youll be so much happier.And\ncalmer.\n\nJason felt his aunt gently place her hands under his scrotum and lift the\nheavy sack.His penis became erect from her touch but she calmly held the penis\naway from the sack....He saw Aunt Katherine remove a device from her nearby\ntable -some sort of scissor it looked like- and he watched as if in a dream as\nshe carefully placed the ripe heavy sack into it....\n\nOne year later Aunt Katherine kissed her lovely nephew as he came for his\nannual summer visit. She noticed he had gained a bit of weight and was even\ncalmer and more docile than before....\n\nThat night they shared the hot tub.....Katherine noticing his now tiny penis\nlimp and adorable hanging between his legs..Jason noted how large and\nbeautiful his aunt's breasts were and how happy she was to see him...\n\nHe had long forgotten what sexual desire even felt like.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Playing Lukas Sorensen - Chapter Index", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "In response to an email, this is a brief guide to the chapters.", "Text": "Chapter 1\n\nLukas rings Matthew and they go to the movies.\n\nChapter 2\n\nOn the boat, Lukas gives Matthew a key.\n\nChapter 3\n\nLukas tells Matthew about the padlock.\n\nChapters 4 \u2013 6\n\nMatthew helps Lukas with the padlock.\n\nChapter 7\n\nMatthew measures his cock and tries the padlock on himself.\n\nChapter 8\n\nMatthew meets Lukas at Christian\u2019s house.\n\nChapter 9\n\nMatthew swallows the tablets.\n\nChapter 10\n\nMatthew and Christian travel into Lukas\u2019 mind.\n\nChapter 11\n\nLukas masturbates in the studio.\n\nChapter 12\n\nMatthew fucks Christian.\n\nChapter 13\n\nMatthew tries Lukas\u2019 jocks on.\n\nChapter 14\n\nLukas uses a backscrubber in the shower.\n\nChapter 15\n\nLukas cracks his nuts on the parallel bars.\n\nChapter 16\n\nMatthew wanks. He decides to wear Lukas\u2019 jocks, and he rings him, asking him\nif he wants to go up the coast today.\n\nChapter 17\n\nMatthew can\u2019t get rid of his erection, and he embarrasses himself in front of\nLukas.\n\nChapter 18\n\nLukas forgets to take his trunks to the beach and has to swim in his jocks,\nwhich he loses.\n\nChapter 19\n\nMatthew lends Lukas his jocks, and they shower together in the changeroom at\nWhale. Matthew\u2019s mother finds Lukas\u2019 jocks in his jeans.\n\nChapter 20\n\nMatthew is in Lukas\u2019 mind when Lukas touches the statue, and he remembers how\nit was made.\n\nChapter 21\n\nMatthew hits Lukas\u2019 nuts with a hammer.\n\nChapter 22\n\nMatthew dresses Lukas in the ABC jocks.\n\nChapter 23\n\nAt the beach, Lukas realises he\u2019s forgotten his bag. They go to the shop, and\nLukas buys a pair of designer speedos.\n\nChapter 24\n\nIn the showers, Matthew accuses Lukas of being gay.\n\nChapter 25\n\nOn the drive home, Matthew can\u2019t get rid of his erection, and he ejaculates\nspontaneously.\n\nChapter 26\n\nLukas and Matthew see a movie in which a jock has his gear ruined by a kid.\n\nChapter 27\n\nMcCady discovers Matthew in Lukas\u2019 mind.\n\nChapter 28\n\nMatthew dresses Lukas in the ABC jocks again, and he wears them on the beach.\n\nChapter 29\n\nLukas rides the board. Matthew grips him between the legs and tears the ABC\njocks off him.\n\nChapter 30\n\nIn the changeroom, Matthew shows Lukas his cock and comes over him. A kid\ncomes in and grabs Lukas by the hips.\n\nChapter 31\n\nLukas shows Matthew his dad\u2019s collection of bondage gear.\n\nChapter 32\n\nLukas shows Matthew the museum.\n\nChapter 33\n\nMatthew takes Lukas to the hardware store.\n\nChapters 34 \u2013 37\n\nMatthew crushes Lukas\u2019 nuts.\n\nChapter 38\n\nMatthew showers Lukas and reads him a story.\n\nChapter 39\n\nMatthew squeezes Lukas\u2019 sack.\n\nChapter 40\n\nMatthew fucks Lukas.\n\nChapter 41\n\nWith his cock in Lukas\u2019 mouth, Matthew bites his mushy sack.\n\nChapter 42\n\nThe kid from the changeroom squeezes Lukas\u2019 sack in the surf.\n\nChapter 43\n\nMatthew and Lukas have lunch at Rodney\u2019s house. Rodney dresses Matthew in\nshort shorts and touches his cock under the table.\n\nChapter 44\n\nMatthew smashes Lukas\u2019 sack with a mallet.\n\nChapter 45\n\nChristian tells Matthew about the baby. At home again, Matthew discovers that\nhis cock is getting longer.\n\nChapter 46\n\nMatthew talks Lukas into buying a thong and he wears it on the beach.\n\nChapter 47\n\nMatthew talks Lukas into having his testicles cut out.\n\nChapters 48 \u2013 49\n\nMatthew cuts Lukas\u2019 testicles out of his sack.\n\nChapter 50\n\nRodney phones Matthew and Matthew pulls himself while he listens to Rodney.\n\nChapter 51\n\nLukas changes into the thong in the changeroom.\n\nChapter 52\n\nMatthew tries to fuck Rodney in the surf.\n\nChapter 53\n\nLukas and Matthew argue in the car.\n\nChapter 54\n\nMatthew argues with his parents.\n\nChapter 55\n\nMatthew goes to live at Lukas\u2019. He fucks him, and the following day, confronts\nChristian about the tablets.\n\nChapter 56\n\nMatthew measures his cock again. Lukas sucks him off.\n\nChapter 57\n\nLukas and Matthew argue. Lukas changes his picture of Matthew.\n\nChapters 58 \u2013 62\n\nMatthew cuts Lukas\u2019 cock off.\n\nChapter 63\n\nMatthew eats Lukas\u2019 cock and is arrested.\n\nChapters 64 \u2013 66\n\nAt the police station, Judd gives Matthew some of his own medicine.\n\nChapter 67\n\nMatthew has to squash his swollen gear into the tight jeans, and Mr Sorensen\ntakes him home.\n\nChapter 68\n\nMatthew wears Lukas\u2019 leotard to the hospital. He sucks on Lukas\u2019 catheter.\n\nChapter 69\n\nIn the lift, a kid called Jimmy (Jacob) squeezes Matthew\u2019s gear.\n\nChapter 70\n\nMatthew comes down off the tablets.\n\nChapter 71\n\nMatthew visits Lukas and helps him piss. He apologises for what he has done to\nLukas, and at home, he is comforted by McCady.\n\nChapter 72\n\nAt home again, Lukas has to wear adult diapers. He finds the glasses in one of\nMatthew\u2019s boxes.\n\nChapter 73\n\nLukas collapses in pain, and suddenly, Matthew understands.\n\nChapter 74\n\nChristian explains everything. They argue, and Christian forces Lukas\u2019 hand.\n\nChapters 75 - 76\n\nMatthew recovers.\n\nChapter 77\n\nMatthew remembers.\n\nChapter 78\n\nLukas shows Matthew his groin.\n\nChapter 79\n\nMatthew meets some old friends at Christian\u2019s place.\n\nChapter 80\n\nMatthew remembers everything and tells Lukas.\n\nChapter 81\n\nLukas is missing.\n\nChapters 82 \u2013 91\n\nMatthew meets Rodney in the basement.\n\nChapter 92\n\nMatthew meets Lukas on a plane.\n\nChapter 93\n\nJimmy (Jacob) kills Turner.\n\nChapter 94\n\nMatthew is fucked - and chosen to be hunted.\n\nChapter 95\n\nLukas fires at Matthew in the clearing.\n\nChapter 96\n\nMatthew discovers that he has castrated a boy named Nathan. He and Lukas go to\nthe beach.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 91, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "David Loses his Dick", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "David and Peter have their dicks cooked, cut off and eaten.", "Text": "` I got out of the car in the lonely stretch of desert and quickly stripped\nnaked except for a pair of sandals. My 8\" cut penis stood at attention at the\nthought of what was going to happen to it very shortly. `\n\nI walked slowly down the path, my hard cock swaying as I went. Soon, I\nencountered several naked men having hot gay sex with each other. One looked\nup while he was sucking the huge dick of another, and noted my hard dick. He\nsmiled and then moaned in pleasure as another naked fag shoved his hard dick\ndeep into his asshole.\n\nContinuing on, I reached the main picnic area, which was crowded with naked\ngay men having sex with each other, or stoking the fire under a big pit\nbarbeque.\n\nA hot blond guy walked up to me, his erect penis swaying with each step. \"I'm\nSam,\" he said. \"You must be David.\"\n\nHe held out his hand to shake mine as I nodded, then instead grabbed my hard\npenis and pumped it up and down. I moaned and grabbed his dick.\n\nHe laughed. \"Plenty of time for that later,\" he said. \"Right now, we've got to\nget you cooking.\n\nHe led me over to the barbeque pit where another naked guy my age was\nstanding. He had an even bigger penis than mine, a good 9\" and as thick around\nas my forearm.\n\n\"This is Peter,\" explained Sam. \"He's also going to have his dick and balls\ncooked and eaten today.\"\n\nWith that, Sam injected a painkiller into the base of Peter's dick. Peter\nflinched a bit, but didnt otherwise move. Sam quickly slipped a collar around\nPeter's penis and then turned his attention to me. He eyed my penis lustfully.\n\"No painkillers for you, David, I want you to feel every second that your dick\nand balls are cooking.\"\n\nHe slipped a collar similar to the one he put on Peter's dick around my own\ndick and led us both to the fire. With a quick movement, he thrust my dick and\nballs through a hole in the side of the barbeque, and tied them down to the\ngrill. Within seconds, I could feel the heat coursing through my penis, balls,\nand sac.\n\nPeter's sex organs joined mine on the grill. While Sam was busy putting\nPeter's dick and balls on the grill, I felt a huge cock push its way into my\nanus. I looked behind me and saw a hot young stud start to ram his dick up my\nasshole. Peter was getting the same treatment from another hot fag.\n\nAfter ten minutes, the pain in my sex organs stopped, and I could just feel a\nsort of nice warmth in my groin. Sam basted my dick and balls with a bowl-full\nof sperm. The sperm immediately started to brown on my dick and balls.\n\nPeter also had a bowl-full of cum basted onto his penis.\n\nA few minutes later, Sam held up a fork for Peter and I to look at. We both\nknew what was coming next.\n\nSam gently stuck the tines of his fork into my penis-head. The fork met with\nlittle ressistance, sliding completly through the head of my dick. Clear\njuices welled up from the fully cooked head of my dick.\n\nThen Sam stuck the tines of the fork into the shaft of my dick, with the same\nresults. One last check, with the tines of the fork psssing right through each\nof my balls.\n\nSam pronounced me ready to carve, and released my sex organs from the grill.\nAt first, my balls and dick didn't seem to want to release from the grill,\nthen they sprang up all at once, golden brown with juices dribbling down the\ntasty sex organs.\n\nHe guided me to a cutting table, and laid my dick and balls on the board. He\npulled out a sharp knife, and with one single motion, cut off my balls and\nsac. Another fast motion with his knife, and Sam cut off my dick.\n\nI got to eat a piece of Peter's penis head and shaft, as well as one of his\nballs and a bit of scrotum.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 49, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "For Danny", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Danny is 20 years old, and has waited a long time to lose his cock and balls. The big day finally arrives.", "Text": "How long have you known that this day would arrive, Danny? Since \n    the initial stirrings of puberty, when that first erection sprung \n    free? Or since you first glanced with delight around the locker \n    room at the handsome young men, with their hard bodies and dangling \n    cocks?\n    \n    How many hours did you spend alone in your room, imagining those \n    same cocks in your mouth, or in your ass? It never took long before \n    a ribbon of semen lay across your stomach and chest. You dipped \n    your fingers in the sticky white fluid and tasted it, pretending it \n    came from Jason or Billy or Steve, or some other boy whose name you \n    did not know. \n    \n    But those hours masturbating also awoke another urge within you, \n    Danny. While you loved the feel of your hard cock in your hand, and \n    the look of your balls hanging snug in their sack, you also wanted \n    them to be gone. You couldn\u2019t explain it, but you knew some day you \n    would lose them, and the thought made you harder than ever.\n    \n    A leather strap around your sack makes your balls bulge tight \n    against the skin. You pick up a small knife and gently push its \n    point against the captive orbs. The sharp sting makes you stop, but \n    the thrill is great. You repeat the action up and down the shaft of \n    your cock, each time noticing how your penis swells in response to \n    the probing of the knife. Some day, some day, you keep repeating.\n    \n    You begin college at a beautiful campus in the Shenandoah Valley, \n    with beautiful boys, too. A 20th birthday arrives also. You are a \n    man now, but men have cocks and balls and you want to be different. \n    You think of castration each night, as you stroke your shaft and \n    squeeze your scrotum. Soon, you repeat, wiping your cum from your \n    chest. Soon it will stop being a fantasy and become real.\n    \n    Then came the day you read the posting on the Internet. It sounded \n    genuine as you read the details \u2013 his long experience in castrating \n    boys and men. He lived only a few hours away, and you knew that \n    soon you would visit him. \n    \n    The arrangements were simple, and your overnight bag was packed. \n    Then you stroke your cock, moving deliberately so that you can \n    remember each sensation. You ejaculate, a spasm of pleasure you \n    have experienced hundreds of times before, but this time is \n    different. This time there will be no more.\n    \n    The train ride wasn\u2019t long but it seemed like forever to you, \n    Danny. Your heart wouldn\u2019t stop pounding. Under your jeans a cock \n    strained for release, rigid at the thought that it would soon be \n    freed from its long bondage. Your balls pressed tightly up against \n    it, knowing they too would soon be released from their sack.\n    \n    A pleasant house in a tree-filled neigborhood. Could any of  the \n    neighbors possibly guess what went on in within those walls? \n    Michael prided himself in doing a good job, separating young men \n    from their genitals. He provided a service that few others were \n    willing to perform, and today you would become his latest client.\n    \n    The house was decorated nicely, you thought. Except for the master \n    bedroom, the house was like any other. But that room was where you \n    soon would lie, a lifetime of longing about to end. You were \n    trembling, but you also knew that you wouldn\u2019t walk out the front \n    door, either. It felt right that you were in this house.\n    \n    You removed each item of clothing carefully, placing them on top of \n    the dresser. You stared at yourself in the mirror \u2013 a penis, \n    swollen and rigid, and below it a sack tightly drawn up. You knew \n    you would never see this image again, and the thought made you a \n    little sad, but at the same time very happy.\n    \n    Climbing on the metal table, you put your arms against your body, \n    feeling Michael tying the leather straps around your wrists. Your \n    feet are soon up in stirrups, held there by more straps. A pillow \n    beneath you raises your groin even higher, so that he could easily \n    do what he needed. \n    \n    You look at the light shining down on you, as you feel the cold \n    liquid being applied to your cock and balls. You feel surprisingly \n    calm, even though a sharp needle is soon invading your groin, \n    numbing any sensation. Neither pleasure nor pain will ever emerge \n    from your genitals again.\n    \n    A pillow props up your head and you watch as Michael begins. He \n    cuts around your sack, carefully but purposefully. A cotton swaps \n    absorbs the trickle of blood that follows the scalpel. Your \n    testicle looks different than you imagined, somehow smaller and \n    less round. It dangles from its stalk but not for long; a few more \n    cuts and it lies in Michael\u2019s hand. He shows it to you and you \n    smile. Only a few minutes pass before its twin has also been freed. \n    You look at them as they sit together in a glass container. Then \n    you feel a tug at your penis.\n    \n    Without your balls the penis now seems useless, so you feel no \n    regret as you watch the steel instrument cutting into the head. \n    Michael is skillful, slicing the shaft vertically around the \n    catheter. The strips of flesh lie on your stomach, moving up and \n    down as you breathe. Soon, only the plastic tube can be seen \n    emerging from your middle.\n    \n    The surgery that follows takes much longer, but your interest is \n    already waning. The purpose of your visit has been accomplished. \n    Your new life is about to begin. \n    \n    At one time you feared loneliness would follow your change, but \n    this proves not to be so. You still desire the company of other \n    men, and they still desire you. Some still have their cocks and \n    balls, and others do not. But you find one another, and you are \n    happy in what you have become.\n    \n    You waited 20 years, Danny. But many more years than that will now \n    follow, and the thought makes you very happy.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 71, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mechanization (short, straight?, penectomy)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "\"Since your last visit, we've become completely mechanized,\" explained Sue, a\nheavy-set woman in her forties. Her friend Patty, a pretty young woman, looked\nat the contraption with amazement.\n\n\"How does it work?\" she asked.\n\n\"Well, it allows us to take on about 50 men per hour. Thus the cost for each\nis a lot lower. Of course, there will always be those who can afford personal\nservice from a dominant mistress or a gay man, but this offers relief for the\nmasses. Look at the line out there!\"\n\nThrough the glass door, the women could see a long queue of men, huddled in\nthe cold. \"They've been waiting out there for hours!\"\n\nSue went to the door unlocked it, and opened it. \"Twelve at a time, please!\"\nshe cried, as the men jostled for entrance. With some difficulty, she kept out\neveryone after the first dozen. \"The rest of you will have to wait your turn.\nIt doesn't take long.\"\n\nShe handed each man who had entered a leaflet, but none of them read it--they\nseemed to know its contents already. \"All right, gentlemen, take your\npositions!\" Each stepped up to one of the available places at the machine.\n\n\"To begin, insert a credit card,\" explained Sue. \"The charge is only one\nhundred dollars.\" Most had already done so, and were waiting impatiently to\ncontinue. \"Notice the economy,\" explained Sue to Patty. \"\"Getting cropped by a\nmistress or master costs at least a thousand. Some of our more talented\ndominants charge many times that!\"\n\nThen, returning to the eager men, she went on. \"When the green light goes on,\ninsert your penis in the opening in front of you. Be sure to put it all the\nway in, including the balls.\" Most of the men had already done so. \"Look at\nthem,\" murmurred Sue to Patty. \"They've all got hard-ons. They love it!\"\n\n\"Now, when you press the red button on the machine, you will feel a ring clamp\naround your cock and balls. At this point, the process becomes irreversible,\nso think carefully before taking this step! Once the ring is in place, you\nwill never be able to remove your penis from the machine.\" Patty gasped.\nDespite Sue's warning, the rings could be heard clamping into place.\n\nShortly afterwards, the men began to wince.\n\n\"They've each just got a shot of anesthetic. It takes about five minutes to go\ninto effect.\"\n\nThe men, sweating, waited impatiently. \"Can't you speed this up?\" cried one of\nthe men. \"Yes,\" cried another, \"it's what we've been dreaming of for months.\"\n\n\"Just be patient--it's better this way,\" replied Sue. Slicing noises could be\nheard, then a sizzling sound. \"Cauterization,\" explained Sue to Patty. The\nmachine automatically cauterizes and sutures the wound.\"\n\nThe men began staggering away from the machine, in happy triumph, their\nfondest dream come true. \"Congratulations, girls!\" cried Sue. Now just step\ninto the next room, where you can rest for a few minutes. Make room for the\nnext group.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hired to Cut -Part 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "She hade her living with the knife.", "Text": "` Shocked, she had ran from the slave shed to her room. Masood came to her an\nhour later. \" I am sorry if I have distressed you , my lady \" he said. \" I\nwish to give you as much time as you need to consider my proposal. If you\nrefuse, I shall not be offended. But do not act in haste. I would beg you to\nconsider your present situation though. I am prepared to offer you ten gold\npieces for every male you remove the testicles from, that is if he survives\nthe operation. My lady, this is not England, it has been common practice here\nfor many generations to cut slaves. Also you would not be the first woman to\nperform the operation. In fact it has usually been women who did the cutting\nin the past. At the risk of sounding a little indelicate my lady, the ladies\nseem to have a certain liking for it. The old crone I told you about earlier,\nhad a very strong liking for it indeed. In fact my lady, I am of the opinion\nthat she had to strong a liking for it, her methods inflicted much pain , and\nI had many losses. Indeed I pity even the rams and the stallions she gelds.\nConsider this , how much less painful it would be for those poor wretches to\nbe cut by somebody with a degree of medical knowledge, how much better their\nchances of survival. My lady, I have business to attend to, I shall return\ntomorrow for your decision. Remember , my lady, whatever your decision, those\nyoung men are going to be castrated anyway.\" `\n\nShe spent the next twelve hours,going over and over it in her head. At first\nshe could not believe that he had made such a proposal, to her . \" He wants me\nto castrate those young slaves for him. He will pay me to cut out their\ntesticles, cut out their testicles as if they were horses. He will pay me ten\ngold pieces to cut the manhood from them. \" Suddenly she realised that she\nfelt calmer, no longer agitated. She began to considered her positon now. She\ncould leave here , walk away, back to her misery. She sat back in her chair.\nShe suddenly realised she was thinking of the males in the cages. Thinking of\nwhat she had seen. She felt ashamed but she could not stop. \"They were naked,\nshe had seen them naked, had seen their penises. Had seen their testicles. Had\nseen what was to be cut out of them. What he wanted her to cut out of them.\nHer mind was raceing now. He said it would be easier on them, did he not?. Of\ncourse it would. They would have to be naked when they were being castrated,\nof course they would. They would have to be naked and their legs would have to\nbe spread when they were being cut. She would be able to see their penises\nagain. And she would see their testicles. And she would have to feel their\ntesticles. Seperate them for the knife. The knife in her hand.\" For the first\ntime in years, her body was racked by an explosive orgasm.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Pick a smart one", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A man, his bander, and a working girl.", "Text": "The bed was comfortable. Handcuffed to the bedposts and face down in soft\npillows, I couldn\u2019t help but think how helpless I was. Of course, my ass\nlifted high into the air by a harness from the ceiling didn\u2019t help much.  I\nmoaned as the warm shaving cream was smeared around my balls, up and down my\nthrobbing cock, and playfully slid across my ass cheeks. She was truly a\nprofessional. With one hand, she shaved my groin and with the other, milked my\npulsing rod. I didn\u2019t last long. Half the sac was done when I bit the pillow\nand fired my man milk into the metal bowl between my legs. She never missed a\nstroke, just kept shaving and massaging.\n\n\u201cAll nice and clean,\u201d she announced. Looking between my legs, I admired my low\nhanging balls and swaying prick. I had stretched and pumped both for hours\neveryday. I knew every curve of that package and could stare at them glowing\nin the lamplight forever. The steaming towel thrust between my legs pulled my\nmind from the haze. I squirmed and tried to escape the hot towel burning my\nprecious friends. After a few moments, however, my squirms turned to grinds\nand thrusts as I attacked the now cooling soft towel. With a victory moan, I\nfired my cannon at the enemy and watched the towel retreat from our short\nbattle.\n\nHeated from battle, my balls hung even lower, and block my view between my\nlegs. Panting, I swung my hips to swing my balls like a pendulum of a large\ngrandfather clock. The little blonde girl was watching the video again.\nHolding the device already loaded with a fresh rubber ring, she studied the\nvideo closely. The cowboy approached the bull from behind. He squeezed the\nlarge balls to the bottom of the sac. Finally, he positioned the device at the\nvery top of the sac and pulled the trigger. The camera zoomed in on the green\nring strangling the life from the soon to be steer\u2019s balls.\n\nI had used the bander on my balls hundreds of times. Once I discovered my\norgasm was stronger with the bands crushing my tender cords, I never stroked\nwith out choke. Lately, however, it had gotten old. So, here I was. The\ncathouse had no rules and very little supervision. I simply picked the girl\nfrom the line up and went to a room. She was a little surprised when I opened\nthe briefcase, but I have to admit the bander does look like a gun. I showed\nher the video and we discussed the events to fulfill my fantasy. So far, I was\nvery pleased.\n\nA hand gripped my sac just beneath the base of my cock and slowly pulled down.\nThe device was a little cold as the prongs touched my inner thighs. A cold\nmetal prong scrapped my pulsing cock to one side as the device slid to the\nvery top of my sac. Even when I know the trigger is being pulled, I still jerk\nwhen the band snaps into place and the cords are compressed.\n\n\u201cMmmmm, how does that feel Suga?\u201d\n\nI moaned into the pillow and thrust at the air with my hips.\n\n\u201cWell, if one is that good, why stop there?\u201d\n\nI had tried up to three bands in my private sessions, but never got to a\nfourth. By the time I had loaded and positioned three, my balls were cold and\ndiscolored. I had brought a pack of twenty rings. I jerked and thrust even\nharder with my hips when the second band was placed. When the third band\nsnapped around my sac, I desperately needed her to rub my cock. I said so and\nshe laughed as the fourth band produced a jerk and renewed hip thrusts. By the\nseventh band, I was running out of sac to trap. My balls looked like two plums\nglued at the end of a green striped pencil and I was certain I was going to go\ninsane if I didn\u2019t get my cock touched. I would have rubbed my cock against\nsandpaper or shards of glass if it were placed near my thrusting hips.\n\n\u201cSuga, I must say, this has been a fun hour, but your time is almost up. Where\nwould you like to spend your last load?\u201d\n\nI moaned into the pillow and with a foggy mind, tried to make sense of her\nwords. She kept talking. She squeezed her breasts together. She bent over. She\nmade a wanking motion with her hand.\n\n\u201cWell, since you can\u2019t decide, I guess it is house choice. I choose, a\nblowjob.\u201d\n\nShe slid between my thighs and sucked my plums. At first, I was frustrated\nthat she had missed the obvious target. Then she licked up the rings, flicking\neach with her tongue.  Tracing the veins on my cock with her moist tongue, she\narrived at the head and swallowed my shaft whole. I thrust into the warm\nthroat. Her tongue ring was compressed between her chin and the first ring on\nmy sac as I coated her tonsils with cream. The springs in the bed beneath her\nhead creaked as I jack hammered her skull with an orgasm Ill never forget. I\ngrew soft in her mouth and she spat me out.\n\n\u201cNow lets finish up,\u201d she said as she grabbed the small curved scissors from\nthe briefcase. I had often used them to get underneath the bands and carefully\nremove them without cutting the sensitive sac. I begged her to hurry and cut\nthem off. I had never had the bands on this long, or this many.\n\n\u201cDon\u2019t worry Suga, I know, I know.\u201d\n\n**Snip**\n\nThey bounced slightly as they hit the spring mattress. I remember that. One\nsmall green band remained at the top of my sac, just under my soft cock. The\nother bands followed my plums as they bounced from the bed to the floor. It\nwas at that moment, I realized that I had picked the stupidest working girl\nfrom the line up.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 75, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Christine finds an ally", "Tags": "", "Summary": "This continues the Christine plays Poker story. Christine meets a woman with similar interests, who extracts sexual pleasure as her price for future activities.", "Text": "On leaving the club, Alix walked to a red Mustang and beckoned Christine into\nthe passenger seat. Christine got in and put her bag on her lap. She could\nsmell the old leather of the seats and there was more than enough room to\nstretch her legs.\n\n\u2018This is quite an item,\u2019 she said.\n\n\u2018Yes, it is my pride and joy. But it takes some upkeep at its current age.\u2019\n\nShe put her hand on Christine\u2019s knee as she made sure she had her seat belt on\nproperly.\n\nShe roared off, and said, \u2018Are you pleased with your trophy?\u2019\n\n\u2018Yes,\u2019 said Christine, openning the bag and pulling out the little plastic\ncontainer containing Fiona\u2019s clitoris, \u2018But it\u2019s not a remarkable specimin,\nand I would like to have had three of them.\u2019\n\nShe looked more closely at Alix. A lot of her height was leg, which now\nprotruded through the split skirt she wore into knee length black boots, which\nlaced up the front. From the waist upward she also black leather in the shape\nof a lace up bodice, which pushed her large breasts upwards. As she turned the\nwheel, the strong muscles in her biceps showed.\n\nIt was only ten minutes drive to Christine\u2019s apartment.\n\nAlix pulled the car into the kerb and stopped the engine.\n\nChristine said, \u2018Thank you, I\u2019m just here.\u2019\n\n\u2018Aren\u2019t you going to invite me up for a coffee?\u2019\n\n\u2018Would you like to me to do you as well?\u2019\n\n\u2018Not tonight, but I might be able to get you some trade. Perhaps we could\ndiscuss it?\u2019\n\n\u2018OK! I\u2019ll make some coffee.\u2019\n\nThey got out of the car and entered the downstairs door.\n\n\u2018I\u2019m on the third floor. It\u2019s a walk up.\u2019\n\nChristine got to the door and unlocked it. The apartment was small with two\nrooms and a bathroom.\n\nAlix sat on a sofa as Christine filled a jug with water and put the filter\ncoffee machine on. She turned round to Alix and said, \u2018How can I get more\ntrade?\u2019\n\n\u2018I know a few people, who might be interested in your services.\u2019\n\n\u2018How do you know I provide services?\u2019\n\n\u2018Not everyone carries a clitoridectomy kit in their handbag. Besides you acted\nwith such precision. This was not your first time.\u2019\n\n\u2018My first time in this country.\u2019\n\n\u2018So you have your first American clitoris.\u2019\n\n\u2018I didn\u2019t say that.\u2019\n\n\u2018You\u2019ve been collecting them outside the country?\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh yes. An American was my first. I\u2019ll show you a picture of her, while the\ncoffee filters through.\u2019\n\nChristine went into the bedroom and brought back a photograph of Io\nspreadeagled the moment after excision. She held the two feet wide photograph\nin front of her and pointed to the mid point between Io\u2019s legs. \u2018You see that\nspeck. It\u2019s her clitoris! It\u2019s just been sliced off.\u2019\n\nShe handed the photograph to Alix and went to fix the coffee. \u2018Do you take\nmilk?\u2019\n\n\u2018No thanks, just black.\u2019\n\nAlix put the photograph down as Christine handed her a coffee.\n\nChrstine said, \u201c I feel a bit silly still in my raincoast. I\u2019ll just go and\nchange.\u2019\n\n\u2018Just take your raincoat off. It\u2019s warm enough.\u2019\n\nChristine kicked her shoes off and unbottoned the raincoat. She turned round,\nkeeping her legs tightly together, looked at Alix and said, \u2018It\u2019s not very\nimpressive, titless and hairless.\u2019\n\nAlix put her hand between Christine\u2019s thighs, forcing it upwards. \u2018But very\nwet,\u2019 she said, as her fingers moved around.\n\n\u2018You won\u2019t find anything to play with down there. I should have said clitless\nas well.\u2019\n\n\u2018So you were just bluffing in the club,\u2019 Alix said, without moving her hand.\n\n\u2018Not quite,\u2019 replied Christine as she again fondled her locket.\n\n\u2018Let me see.\u2019\n\nChristine took off her locket and put in Alix\u2019s right hand. Her left remained\nbetween Christine\u2019s legs and her fingers sought her vaginal openning. \u2018There\u2019s\nno real fun up there either, but I don\u2019t mind being stretched..\u2019 Christine\nsaid as she relaxed her thigh muscles, parting her legs slightly.\n\nAlix took her hand away and looked at the locket.\n\n\u2018It\u2019s also not very impressive,\u2019 said Christine, I have more impressive\nexamples in there.\u2019 Pointing to the bedroom.\n\n\u2018Ill see those later, \u2018 replied Alix, who gave the locket back. Christine put\nit on the table and sat on one of the dining chairs opposite Alix. She kept\nher knees and ankles together.\n\nAlix leaned back on the sofa stretching. She parted her legs comfortably. She\nsmiled. \u2018I have a proposition for you. I\u2019ll find the women for you, and we\u2019ll\ndo them together. You can keep their clitorises. But after each event, you\u2019\u2019ll\nperform cunnilingus with me.\u2019\n\n\u2018The more the merrier!\u2019 responded Christine, smiling for the first time and\nsticking her tongue out, licking round the outside of her mouth.\n\n\u2018OK, we\u2019ll begin now. Where\u2019s you shower.\u2019\n\n\u2018It\u2019s through he bedroom.\u2019\n\nAlix got up and went into the bedroom, \u2018Wait until I call you.\u2019\n\nChrstine heard the shower go and sat. Her wet outer labia began to stick to\nthe chair top.\n\nAfter five minutes, Alix called and Christine entered her bedroom. Alix stood\nthere magnificently. She was naked and shaved. Her large breasts hardly sagged\nand waist was narrow and well muscled. She had one of Christine bondage wrist\nconstrainers in her hand. \u2018Come here and turn round.\u2019\n\nChristine hesitated. Alix came across, \u201cYou think I\u2019m going to leave you free\nwith all your equipment at hand?\u2019 She grabbed Christine by the shoulders,\ntwirled her round and pulled her two wrists into the contrainer, which she\nstrapped tight.\n\nShe walked across to the bed, sat on it and motioned for Christine to begin.\nAlix lay back as Chrsitine\u2019s tongue carriessed her outer labia, then her her\ninner and finally her clitoris. Chrsitine found it astonishingly small for\nsuch a big woman, but she continued to do her job. She felt Alix shudder at\norgasm and stopped. The she heard, \u2018No go on until I tell you to stop.\u2019\n\nFinally. Alix sat up and pulled Christine\u2019s head up. She got some tissues and\ncleaned her face.\n\n\u2018You\u2019re good at that,\u2019 she said, \u2018You are an odd dyke.\u2019\n\nLeaving Christine kneeling, Alix got dressed and then pulled Christine up. She\nuntied her constraint, kissed her on the lips and went to leave. Turning at\nthe door, she said, \u2018I\u2019ll have some trade in a few days.\u2019\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 109, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Date, women's idea of a party!", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "What a fun party the ladies have at the male's expense.", "Text": "A date.\n=======\n\nI was at a friend's party chatting to a petite young woman. Things were\ngoing well, I thought. The suddenly, she kneed me in the groin. I doubled\nup. Everyone stopped talking and were watching. \"Kiss my feet!\" she said.\nShe slammed her weight onto my back and neck. I fell to the floor. She\ngrabbed my hair and tried to lift me. I grabbed her hands. As my body\nstraightened. She swiftly aimed and kicked. Perfect kick. She landed it\ndirectly in my balls. I slumpted on the floor at her feet and through tear\nfilled eyes aimed my kiss. \"That's better\" she said. \"Easy when you try\".\n\n\"Now strip\". I hesitated. She just stared at me. I stripped. The other \npeople in the party were in shock. The women were watching intensely as\nI took off my shirt, then my jeans and finally my underpants. I felt all\nthe girls' eyes on my genitals.\n\n\"On all fours\". I did as I was told. She sat on my back. She took some ribbon\nfrom her hair and tied it around my balls. Pulled the ribbon, through my\nlegs and sat astride my back like a jockey with this ribbon as a reverse\nform of reigns. She rode me around the room.\n\n\"OK, girls who wants a ride\". A female friend of mine volunteered. For a friend\nshe was very rough with my balls. While I was being ridden. She attacked\nanother poor innocent male and whithin 30 minutes, there were 3 male horses.\n\nThe other males stood watching silently as their women were excited by the \nevent.\n\n\"Now for a race\". \"The prize, not to be gelded\". She held up a pair of sharp\nkitchen scissors. \n\nThe race began. On the first lap I was in third. I was catching up a few times\nbut my jockey tugged the reigns too hard and this slowed me. The second lap\nI passed 1 guy and was gaining on the leader. The woman on my back was\nencouraging and kept my balls steady. My balls not jumping around allowed\nme to increase the speed. I had passed the leader and building up a big lead.\nHalf a lap to go. She suddenly yanked my balls hard. I collapsed. She kept\ntugging them. I couldnt get up. I saw another bahind me. Even though I was in\nagony being tugged I crawled towards the line. Just before the line, the\nguy behind passed me.\n\nStill on all fours.\n\n\"Now for the winning ceremony. In 3rd place Fred.\" With that the jocky took\nhis balls in her hand. Squeezed tight and said \"Enjoy it while you can\".\nAnd snip. His scrotum containing his balls were now dangling not from his\nbody but the jocky's hand.\n\n\"In 2nd place, .....\". I felt her grip my balls and the pain as she squeezed.\nThen the feel of cold metal and the pain stopped. The jockey came round to\nour heads and waved our scrotums in our face, These were your balls and now\nthey're ours.\n\nThe young woman who started off the evening with my humiliation, now showed\nthe winning jockey how to cook their prized winnings. We sat at their feet\nlike drooling dogs with puppy dog eyes as we watched as they tucked into\nour testicles. By the expressions on their faces, they must have tasted\ngood.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 69, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration is a good thing", "Tags": "BI, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "I cheated and this was the last resort. Turns out this was the second best thing that ever happened to me. My wife is of course the best. Love her!", "Text": "I am now very comfortable in my new state, not quite man not quite woman but\nvery much a part of both. I am much more feminine, pretty in a boyish way like\na tomboy. I am not the dominant partner I used to be, by far less sexual in a\nmasculine role. My wife is much happier, it was her idea. I used to cheat on\nher frequently with an insatiable lust for sex: Raw sex, a meaningless sex not\nat all what we have now.\n\nWe dated in our early twenties in 1984 going out to bars working hard and\nspending all our money. It was fun. We partied. Her career took off as she now\nruns a very large company. She is a consummate businesswoman and a terrific\nprovider. My career went south. I would work late with lots of overtime and\nnever produced a tenth of her income.\n\nWhile she is very pretty, she didn\u2019t like sex with me. I had good girth and\nsize lots of muscle but sex was not the same for her. I was too rough. I\nstrayed several times until she caught me about 15 years ago just after we\nbought a house. She was very upset to say the least. She said that the only\nway I could stay is if she had my balls. Turns out she really wasn\u2019t kidding.\nShe said that she would only take me back if I had my testicles removed. She\neven arranged the surgery. It was quick and painless. She requested to have my\nscrotum completely removed so that all that would remain was my penis but\ndecided that when she learned that there would be some shrinkage that a labial\nshaped split would be even more suitable. I didn\u2019t fully understand what was\nin store next but I was desperate to win back her heart.\n\nI used to have a solid seven inches that had sizable girth but now I\u2019m down to\na skinny flaccid two and a half which can get erect to three with injections.\nI hardly bother, except when she really wants me to join in.  I am more her\nhomemaker now, more interested in fashions and keeping our house in season,\nI\u2019d just rather cuddle. As it turned out because I was younger the loss of\ntestosterone had more of a profound effect on me and I truly enjoy it.\n\nI am in love with my body. The increase in body fat has given me a much more\nwomanly figure without body hair. I love to work out and I dress with suitable\nandrogyny. We did have additional surgery for my feet about six years ago so\nthat I can wear both woman\u2019s loafers and mules or clogs a(a woman\u2019s size\neight) which is okay for some one 5\u201910. Yes, I wear thongs and panties,\nsometimes boxers for casual shorts. When we go out for dinners I\u2019m more into\nslacks. At home I wear my tights with a loose shirt and clogs. Sometimes a bit\nof makeup . I keep my fingernails short but they are well manicured. Our toes\nwe do together Which is a blast.\n\nShe had taken on a few lovers which we shared. sometimes male, sometimes\nfemale, a couple of shemales too. Yes I do swallow. It\u2019s not that weird after\nlosing interest I\u2019m not really a man now anyway. But yes, I am skilled for\nboth. I mostly hold her, which is what I crave.. Once in a while when she\nwants just me we will go through the injection process but I\u2019m not as into it\nanymore. Let he have some fun with others. We have such a pretty house and she\nis such a good provider. I would truly recommend this life to all.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 6, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 51, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (6) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Brett's UN-Lucky Jock Part 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, magic shrinkage", "Summary": "the big man on campus gets taught a lasting lesson", "Text": "` Tanya sat down in her highschool gymnasium with a big grin on her face. It\nwas almost ten a.m., third period, almost showtime ! The chearleaders were\nbeginning their practice drills at one end of the small gym while the football\nplayers had weight trainning at the other. The jocks were walking in from the\nlocker-room at a leisurely pace. She could hardly wait !!! REVENGE was almost\nhers. So she sat patiently waiting for Brett to saunter in while thinking of\nher one and only date with the infamous Big-Brett. `\n\nShe had been so excited, imagine, the \"new-kid\" freshmen asked out by the\ncaptain of the football AND baseball team. The most popular guy in the whole\nschool had asked HER out! He had picked her up in his red mustang convertible\nand taken her to one of those retro drive-in movies. She had been so nervous\nsitting there next to the big athlete. Brett was by far the best looking guy\nin town. He was a big, thickly muscled 18 year old, with beefy all-american\nlooks. He could have any girl he wanted with his sexy smile. And he knew it\ntoo. Tanya hadn't known then but Brett had an ego to match his bulging biceps.\nAfter the movie he had taken her to a secluded area where they could \"watch\nthe stars\". Once in the backseat, he turned into an animal. Tanya felt like\nshe had been swimming in muscles. At first she had been turned on by his smell\nand the meaty hands all over her and the grunting. But she bagan to feel like\nhe was going too far. Tanya had always wanted to wait for marriage. She\ncertainly didn't want to lose her virginity in the back of a mustang with some\nsweaty jock. When he unbuttonned the fly of his Levis he groaned a sigh of\nrelief. Tanya finally saw the monster that had been traped in his tight blue-\njeans. It was the biggest, fattest package she ever saw. Strainning to be\nfreed from his red and blue stripped jockey shorts. It must of been at least a\nfoot long and so wide, she had a hard time believing he wasn't smuggling a\nsoftball in his crotch.\n\n\"Go ahead. \" he said. \"Touch it.\"\n\n\"No Brett I can't\"\n\n\"Come on baby, you know you want it.\" He said grabbing her small arm. \" All\nthe chicks want a piece of this.\" He mover her hand down to his crotch and\nplaced it on his thick package easily.\n\n\" Oh yeah that's it, stroke it.\" he said using his strength to rub her hand on\nhis ponderous bulge.\n\n\"No...\" she protested.\n\n\"Come on, stroke my fat dick bitch.\" he groaned and closed his eyes, a dumb\ngrin on his face.\n\nTanya chose this moment to act. ( If I dont I might get date-raped !) she\nthought . She brought her freehand down to help kneed the front of his\njockeys.\n\n\" Oh yeah, some double handed action, that's the shit I'm talkin about.\" Brett\nwas in his glory.\n\nShe had been scared. Brett was five times her sized and probably a dozen times\nstronger. But she had his only weakness in the palm of hands.\n\n\"Yeah baby that's it, that's it bitch..\"He let go of her captive hand then.\nConvinced that she could no longer resist Bi-Brett.\n\nShe waited till he was real comfortable, his head rolling around on his huge\nshoulders moaning and groaning. He was obviously enjoying her small handywork,\nlet's see if he likes this technique...\n\n\"Oh yeah, work my big knob bitch, oh yeah ,oH YEAEEEEOOOOOWWW!!!\"\n\nWith all her might Tanya had taken firm hold of Brett's big dick with one had\nand his big balls with the other and twisted not once, but twice as if ringing\nout a towel.\n\n\"OH FUCK, MY JOCK !\" He yelped in a high feminine pitch. His face turning a\nshade of deep purple, holding his groin with both hands like he held his\nfootball.\n\nTanya jumped out of the car then and ran.\n\n\"You Bitch ! YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THIS !!!\" He screamed into the night.\n\nTanya had laughed all the way home picturing Big Brett nursing his big abused\ntool. But she hadn't laughed that next monday back at school. Brett had told\neverybody that he hadn't wanted to bed the new girl because she had horrible\ngennital warts. She was hummiliated. Nobody would believe her word over\ncaptain JOCK-USA. Nobody had questioned that Brett's labored walk had been a\nreslult of \" a way intense workout!\" She boiled for revenge. But what could\nshe do??? Then she thought of her grandmother. Her grandmother who's hand at\nmagic was pretty good her dad had always said. So she went to her.\n\nEntering the stuffy old victorian, Tanya just KNEW her grandmother was going\nto find a proper revenge for Big Brett.\n\n\"What can I do for you sweetie??\" the ancient lady asked.\n\n\"Grandmother, I want... um...\" Tanya began.\n\n\"Revenge??\" the old lady finnished.\n\n\"Yes.\" she said smilling.\n\n\"Death???\" croaked the old woman.\n\n\"No nothing like that. More like excrutiating embarassment. PUBLIC\nembarrassment.\"\n\n\"I assume this is a boy, eh??she asked.\n\n\"You would assume right.\"\n\n\"Were his crimes of a, sexual nature?? she asked.\n\n\"Um, yeah, actually.\"\n\n\"Well tell me about him this boy, what type is he, um , what does he do?\" she\nasked\n\n\"Besides womanizing and ruinning girls reputations? He's a big musclebound\njerk with a huge.. um \"\n\n\"Ego??\" finnished her grandmother smilling.\n\n\"Yeah, as for what he does, well, he's a super-jock. He plays football and\nbaseball, and he wrestles and he lifts weights like there's no tomorrow.\"\n\n\"Ah, I have the perfect thing for a physical man with an over-inflated, um,\nego.\" she laughed and left the room. When she returned she had a small glass\nbottle with a creamy white substance within.\n\n\"Here you go miss-missy.\" she said dropping the bottle in the palm of Tanya\nhands. \"This is perfect for your MACHO-MAN.\"\n\n\"What does it do grandma?\"\n\n\"You must find a way to spread this onto his gennitals Tanya.\" she said and\nthen smiled. \"Male sweat activates it deary..\"\n\n\"But what does it do??\" Tanya asked.\n\n\"Oh miss-missy you'll love it. It turns Big-Big boys...\" she said making a\nspace between her two open palms about a foot wide. \"into microscopic boys.\"\nshe finnished pulling out a magnifying glass from her pocket...\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 116, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Cock-eating Championships", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Women go wild at the Championships", "Text": "` Picture the scene: `\n\nIt\u2019s the height of Spring and the sun is out with a fresh sea breeze blowing\nin from the coast.\n\nIt\u2019s the national holiday \u2013 30 year\u2019s since Female Domination was ratified.\n\nA carnival atmosphere pervades and the 13th Season of Cock-eating has been\nreduced to the last 20 competitors after 26 weeks of competition.\n\nThe carnival hands are preparing for the contest. Six hundred prime 18-year\nold bucks are being harnessed into 20 columns \u2013 one column of 30 for each\ncontestant.\n\nThese are fine young men specially selected for the quality of their cocks.\n\nTen inches, tender and thick are the cocks chosen. Fifteen black men and\nfifteen white men in each alternating.\n\nThe time has approached:\n\nA huge crowd fills the stands.\n\nBets have been placed and a 21-year-old woman from Baton Rouge named Valerie\nis the favourite.\n\nShe has a season average of 28.66 cocks per round completely devoured\n(considered clean) testes and all.\n\nThere is no time limit. If a contestant vomits she is disqualified. Whomever\ndevours the most cocks clean, testes and all, is declared the winner.\n\nThe 20 women are in position in front of their bucks.\n\nThe siren sounds and they commence.\n\nValerie has a white cock first up. She sinks her teeth into the glans and with\npowerful teeth and jaws for which she is revered severs the cockhead and\ncommences to chew and devour it. The buck is obviously distressed but cannot\nmove an inch in his harness. The foreskin is chewy but she makes short work of\nit. It\u2019s a bloody business.\n\nShe next bites off a testicle. She prefers the taste of the penis,\nparticularly the cockhead, however she does not consider the gonad\ndisagreeable.\n\n\u2018Slow and steady wins the race\u2019 is her credo.\n\nIt takes her four minutes to complete the testes and she now concentrates on\nthe shaft, biting and chewing, biting and chewing \u2013 this buck is a sweet one.\nNot bad for starters. He is unconscious but not dead. She considers him while\nshe eats one of the sweetest tasting cocks she can remember. This bodes well\nshe thinks.\n\nTwenty five minutes passes and all of the girls are at work on their sixth\nbuck \u2013 black men. Black men taste different to white men \u2013 more savoury like\nbacon whereas whites taste like pork.\n\nJill is considered Valerie\u2019s main threat. She is noted for her wild thrashing\nstyle \u2013 they say she doesn\u2019t have the same strength as Valerie. She tears and\nrips and makes more use of her molars to bite off the manmeat effectively.\n\nAnother twenty five minutes and the pace is steady. Most of the girls\nincluding Valerie and Jill are on their twelfth buck. No water is permitted to\nlubricate their mouths and throats so they resort to milking a buck or two\nthroughout the contest \u2013 which slows them down but time is not a factor.\n\nAt the hour and a half mark the field has been reduced by two due to vomiting.\nThe women in the stands are frenzied and the poor hot dog boys have all been\ncastrated orally by overzealous fans. The grounds in front of the stalls are\nalso littered with penises and testes thrown from the stands.\n\nA group of women have cornered a couple of males and are attempting to pull\ntheir dicks off with their bare hands \u2013 one has succeeded.\n\nAnd the milking stalls and glory holes at the back of the stands are doing a\nroaring trade. When women assemble in groups like this it pays not to have a\npenis.\n\nThe penis crushing stalls are also popular. There are dozens of women\nattempting to grind cocks into paste with stiletto heels or thick-soled boots\nfavoured by the militants. An attendant must scrape up the \u2018penis paste\u2019 left\nby these women with a spatula.\n\nThe militants are out in full regalia bearing their many trophies on their\nbelts \u2013 they only keep their largest phalluses - the rest are tossed to the\npigs. One of these women proudly displays a penis the size of which would\nrival the trunk of a young elephant.\n\nAfter two hours Valerie is in trouble and in danger of being disqualified\nshould she barf. On her twenty sixth buck with only four other competitors\nremaining she has decided to milk this male. But he is stressed and she is\nfinding it difficult. She must summon all her self control and will power to\nprevent from vomiting. Finally some cum and then a little more. She pumps him\nwith her hand and raises his gonads up and forward trying to make him\nejaculate. Then suddenly, god sent, \u2018nectar of the gods\u2019 she thinks and laps\nup every single ounce, rolling it on her tongue and gargling it in the back of\nher throat. \u2018Thankyou, God!\u2019 she whispers under her breath. Never has cum\ntasted so sweet to her. She sinks her teeth into this black man\u2019s glans and\nthe contest is renewed.\n\nAfter twenty eight bucks it\u2019s just Valerie and Jill. But Jill\u2019s jaw is very\ntired and cramping. She is struggling to tear the manmeat even though it is\ntender. She soldier\u2019s on and amazingly after close to three hours both have\ncompleted their thirty allotted bucks.\n\nIt comes down to the cleanest.\n\nThe judges inspect the bucks \u2013 Valerie\u2019s first. Very little left \u2013 she\u2019s\n\u2018clean\u2019. Then Jill\u2019s. She has done an outstanding job on her first twenty five\nhowever, the last five resemble a \u2018dog\u2019s dinner\u2019. Her jaw tiring she had been\nunable to clean up their entire organs.\n\nValerie is declared the winner and immediately a riotous celebration breaks\nout. Women race through the streets destroying penises and testes of any male\nwithin the vicinity. Old men, young men, boys \u2013 no male is safe.\n\nOne young lady with a knife has collected forty seven severed cocks and\nproudly displays them in the gutter lined up in a row. She is distraught\nthough because in her tardiness she has only eighty nine gonads. In disgust\nshe begins to mash the dismembered organs into paste and spends the next hour\nassiduously doing so \u2013 finally using the paste to do skids from a run-up.\n\nValerie is the champion! To celebrate she busts some balls \u2013 delighting in\neach \u2018pop\u2019. This has been a great day for womankind. The streets are littered\nwith manmeat. And the women\u2019s bellies are full of it too!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sally: A little flashback  -  part 8", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "While waiting for he Clitoridectomist License, Sally got some flashback about how she became so interested in circumcision and clitoridectomy", "Text": "I submit my records to Dr.Z. It\u2019s 109 clits !!! Amazing. Dr.Z smiled to me and\ntells me I will get my Clitoridectomist License in a couple weeks. It needs to\nbe approved by the National Board of Medical Practitioners first.\n\nBack to my apartment. A little tired after all that clit cutting. I sit on my\nbed and taking a good look at my latest collection. It\u2019s Maya\u2019s clit in a\nspecimen jar. Nice, round, and pink. I wonder how\u2019s she\u2019s doing. Her wounds\nshould heal anytime soon. I should give her a call. Then my first collection.\nIt\u2019s Sylvie\u2019s clit. She lost a bet to her friend, Gina. I wonder what they\nwere betting. I hope it was not a stupid bet over a guy who turns out to be a\njerk.\n\nThen it\u2019s Jelita\u2019s clit ring. Maybe it\u2019s cursed, and whoever wears it will end\nup getting her clit removed. I\u2019d love to pierce Donna\u2019s clit with it. That\nbitch stole my boyfriend. Then I look inside my drawer. There\u2019s a book by Dr.\nIsaac Baker Brown, an English doctor who advocated clitoridectomy in the\n1860s. Then he was expelled from the medical community in disgrace, then more\nthan a century later, it\u2019s popular again. Funny how life goes. Next to it is a\ndusty little jar which has been there for a while.\n\nThat brings back a lot of memory.\n\nBack in the last year of high school I dated this Asian exchange student named\nMing. He was nice and handsome, I liked him a lot. When we first made out, I\nfound out that he was not circumcised. I wasn\u2019t happy about it. His cock was\nugly and it looked like an elephant trunk. But I was not about to dump a good\nguy over a piece of unwanted skin. So every time we made out, I pulled back\nhis foreskin ( yuck !!) cleaned it and then caressed his exposed glans, while\ntelling him how much nicer it will be if the cock head is exposed without the\nugly foreskin. Finally, just after his 18th birthday, I convinced him to get\ncircumcised. I took him to a doctor and took care of him until the wounds\nheals. We eventually broke up and he went back to his home country, but he\nnever regret to have been circumcised.\n\nThat dusty glass jar has Ming\u2019s preserved foreskin in it. That\u2019s how I began\ngetting interested in circumcision. Then I began my nurse\u2019s training and\neventually I worked for a circumcision clinic.\n\nOn the female side, it\u2019s a different story. Back when I was 19, I had this\nnice roommate. Her name is Jameela. She\u2019s from Egypt. She had the most amazing\nsmooth olive skin and the most beautiful pair of breasts and the most amazing\npair of big beautiful eyes. Her body is curvy and just thick enough, not too\nthin and not too thick.\n\nWe shared everything. We talk about clothes, family, and of course, guys. One\nnight we were looking at some magazine and there was this ad about clit\npiercing. It\u2019s buy 1 get 2. Then I wildly thought about getting both our clits\npierced for the price of one.\n\nSally: \u201cHey check this out. It\u2019s 2 for 1 clit piercing\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201cReally ?? cool\u201d\n\nSally: \u201cLet\u2019s get our clits pierced. It\u2019s gonna be hot !\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201cNo, sorry I can\u2019t\u201d\n\nSally: \u201dOh c\u2019mon, you big beautiful chicken. It\u2019s just like your belly button\npiercing, only a bit lower\u201d\n\nJameela smiled and got her pretty face close to mine. The she whispers, \u201cCan\nyou keep a little secret ?\u201d I nodded in curiousity.\n\nJameela :\u201dI don\u2019t have a clit\u201d\n\nSally: \u201cYou don\u2019t have what \u2026..?\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201cYou heard me. I don\u2019t have a clitoris\u201d\n\nSally: \u201cHow come ??\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201cEhmm, in Egypt, all women are circumcised. It means the clit is\nremoved. Usually before marriage.\u201d\n\nIt sounded strange to my ears, but I remember I got turned on so hard by what\nshe said. My heart was racing fast and I could feel some tingling and wet\nsensation between my legs. But I tried to hide it..\n\nSally: \u201cwow\u2026did it hurt\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201c Sure it hurts like hell. But after the medicine it felt better\u2026.\u201d\n\nSally: \u201cThis\u2026I have to see..\u201d\n\nThen I jumped at her in excitement and practically got her naked by force. She\ncould have sued me for attempted rape. When I finally got her naked, I saw\nthis amazing hairless pussy. Then she opened up her legs and there it was.\nShe\u2019s clitless. The only visible sign of the presence of a clitoris is just a\ntiny fine scar.\n\nI touched her scar to see her reaction. She certainly felt some tingle, but\nshe remained calm. I wonder what\u2019s the effect of being clitless.\n\nSally: \u201cSo, how does it feel if I touch you there ?\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201cStill a bit tingle but not much. However, once the clit is gone, the\nG-spot and nipples become super sensitive. I could go to heaven just on a\nlight touch on my nipples, and the touch on my G-spot\u2026oohhhhh\u2026\u2026\u2026it\u2019s amazing\u201d\n\nI couldn\u2019t take it anymore. I pulled down my pants and panties. I could see my\npanties was wet and I could feel my clit throbbing in excitement.\n\nSally: \u201cJameela, please, cut my clit. I want to be like you\u201d\n\nJameela: \u201cAre you sure ???\u201d\n\nI handed her the nail clipper from my manicure set. She placed the blades\naround my erect clitoris. Just one snap and I\u2019ll be clitless. She looked\nconfused and hesitated.\n\nJameela: \u201cI can\u2019t. I don\u2019t know what to do\u2026..I don\u2019t want you to bleed to\ndeath\u201d\n\nShe finally put the nail clipper back before anything was cut.\n\nThat night I almost became clitless :)\n\nTO BE CONTINUED\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 94, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Consequences of a Card Game (translation from the German by memberno)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "A card game has unexpected consequences.", "Text": "I got along really well with my neighbor, who is a real beauty. Occasionally,\nshe and I would invite each other to dinner. One Friday evening during the\ncard game afterwards, she suggested that whoever lost the next game would be\nthe other's slave. I found this a bit strange, but didn't want to spoil the\ngame. So, I agreed. I won the first game. Afterwards I had her wait on me a\nbit. On Saturday she had to do my shopping and clean my apartment. But, we\nstill ate together. On Sunday morning after a good night's sleep and a fine\nbrunch I freed her. Then we went on a long walk. Next Friday, we were together\nagain and she wanted to do the same thing again and I again didn't want to\nrefuse her wishes. I won again and the weekend passed exactly the same as\nbefore. So it went for two months, but one Friday evening she won. She had me\nwait on her and at bed time she took me down into the cellar and chained me\nup. The next morning she came down into the cellar and had me sign some\npapers, after which she set up a grating and started a large fire. I was quite\nsurprised. She fastened me to the grate, cut my hair, and whipped me\nthoroughly. Afterwards she silently snipped off my genitals. She put me in\nchains and branded me as her slave. Then I swore an oath of slavery to her and\nthanked her. I was highly perplexed, but it was a very lovely ceremony.  \n  \nWith that I was her slave and not just for the weekend, but forever. The\npapers signed all my property over to her. My apartment was no longer needed\nand was turned over. I had become her property.  \n  \nAfter two weeks she spoke to me one evening, saying that she thought I would\nhave resisted, but it seemed OK with me that everything went so simply. After\ngetting her permission to speak, I replied that I was already her slave then.\nShe had just made everything clear to me, which was much better.  \n  \nI look forward to your feedback.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Playing Lukas Sorensen - Chapter 62", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Matthew learns the secret of mind control.", "Text": "Chapter 62\n\nMatthew rushed over to the chair, and felt in Lukas\u2019 jeans. No phone. And the\ncircle of blood was spreading wider, soaking the carpet. A lot of blood.\n\nMatthew stood up and ran his fingers through his hair.\n\nAnd then he ran. He ran out of the music room, and through the workroom, and\nran up the hall stairs. He tripped, because the light was out. His foot slid\nbackwards, and he landed on his knee. Fell onto his chest. And slid backwards.\nHe pushed himself up. Got his footing, and dragged himself up with the\nbanister.\n\nHe rushed into the kitchen, not thinking about McCady, thinking only of the\nhouse phone, in the hall, but she was there.\n\nShe looked up. And dropped the pan that she was holding. It clattered onto the\nfloor.\n\nMatthew stopped.\n\nShe staggered back a little. Tried to take Matthew in. Tried to take in the\nblood, and the expression on Matthew\u2019s face.\n\n\u2018But what\u2019s happened!\u2019\n\n\u2018Call an ambulance,\u2019 Matthew said.\n\nShe didn\u2019t move.\n\n\u2018It\u2019s Lukas. He\u2019s hurt himself. He\u2019s cut himself.\u2019\n\nShe stood stock still for a moment, and then she started to move.\n\n\u2018Tell them to stop out the front. I\u2019ll carry him up to the gate. He\u2019s bleeding\nreally bad.\u2019\n\nMatthew rushed out to the hall again, and ran down the stairs. He had known he\nwould have to phone an ambulance. He knew that. Why hadn\u2019t he gotten his\nphone? Why hadn\u2019t he thought about it?\n\nHe ran through the workroom and into the music room. Lukas was just as he had\nleft him, though he wasn\u2019t pissing or shitting anymore. Between his legs,\nthere was a feeble pulse of blood. A regular little geyser, pulsing with every\nbeat of Lukas\u2019 heart.\n\nMatthew stared for a moment.\n\nAnd then he looked around him. There was blood everywhere. All over the walls.\nOn the carpet. On the piano keys.\n\nLukas looked as though he had bathed in it.\n\nBut he wasn\u2019t moving.\n\nMatthew rushed forward and picked him up.\n\nHe stank.\n\nThe smell of shit.\n\nMatthew jiggled him, tried to rouse him, and Lukas came to a little.\n\n\u2018You did it yourself,\u2019 Matthew said, as he was carrying him out of the room.\n\u2018You have to say that. You have to say you did it yourself.\u2019\n\nLukas looked at him, though his eyes were unfocussed.\n\n\u2018You understand me, Lukey? You have to say that it was your idea, and that you\ndid it yourself. You flushed it down the john. Have you got that?\u2019\n\nLukas closed his eyes, and his head fell to one side.\n\nMatthew carried him up the stairs and opened the door into the garage. He\nstruggled to get Lukas through it, and then he hit the switch for the roller\ndoor.\n\nAlready, in the far distance, he could hear the siren of the ambulance.\n\nThe roller door clattered up and revealed a day dark with rain. Heavy grey\nclouds hung above the trees, and there was a torrent of water falling.\n\nMatthew ducked under the door and walked out into it, feeling the cold water\nlike needles on his skin.\n\nHe started to trot, trotting around the side of the house, but he lost his\nfooting on the muddy drive, and fell. He hit the ground sideways, and Lukas\nlanded on his back.\n\nMatthew picked himself up, and bent to pick Lukas up again, watching the way\nthe water washed the blood from Lukas\u2019 perfect skin as Matthew found the\nentrance to the path, which was the quickest way to the gates. He started to\ntrot, trotting up the path, and feeling leaves and branches flick past him.\n\nHe was drenched, his clothes were soaked, his hair was soaked, and his shoes\nwere soaked, before he had made it halfway up the path, and Lukas was heavy.\n\nHe could hear the siren now, louder, though it seemed to come in bursts\nthrough the rain. It was a long way away. He could tell that. And he slowed\nhis pace to walking.\n\nLukas was heavy, but he was clean now. His blond hair wet, his face and chest\nand stomach splashed with drops and running with rivulets of water. His head\nwas turned to one side, against Matthew\u2019s shoulder, like he was a child\nsleeping, but he was unconscious. Matthew knew that.\n\nMatthew looked at the space between Lukas\u2019 legs. It looked clean now. It\ndidn\u2019t matter that Lukas was naked. There was nothing to cover. Nothing but a\nbloody spot, a circle, where his cock had been, though the blood was still\npulsing there.\n\nBut it would be okay, once they had fixed it. Lukas wouldn\u2019t die. He wouldn\u2019t\ndie of blood loss. At least, Matthew hoped so.\n\nHe looked at Lukas\u2019 face. He looked pretty pale. In fact, he looked paler than\nhe ever had.\n\nHis body was turning white.\n\nWhen Matthew reached the gate, he had to put Lukas onto the ground. The iron\nhandle was too hard to turn, and he couldn\u2019t manage it while he was holding\nLukas.\n\nHe put Lukas on the side of the path, on the grass, not wanting to put him on\nthe gravel. Lukas\u2019 knees fell apart, the rain running down the insides of his\nthighs, washing the place clean. Matthew opened the gate, and picked Lukas up\nagain, carrying him through it and onto the street.\n\nHe walked across the verge and stood on the tarmac. The ambulance was close\nnow, only two or three streets away.\n\nMatthew stood in the rain. Waiting. Lukas naked in his arms.\n\nOn the other side of the street, the gates of the neighbour\u2019s house opened\nautomatically, followed by the appearance of a classy old Jensen. The woman\ndriving it paused, looked at Matthew holding Lukas, naked, and bleeding, and\nthen she drove on.\n\nThe ambulance appeared from the other end of the street, lurching around the\ncurve, lights flashing and siren blaring.\n\nThe driver killed the siren and drove past Matthew, pulling up so that he was\nat the rear of the van.\n\nA door opened at the side, and the medic appeared, shouting in the rain, and\nwith the lights still flashing.\n\n\u2018What happened to him?\u2019 he said, opening the rear doors.\n\nMatthew swallowed. He felt like he was going to cry.\n\n\u2018He cut his penis off.\u2019\n\nThe medic simply pulled the stretcher out.\n\n\u2018Have you got it?\u2019 he said.\n\nHe was taking Lukas from Matthew, and putting him on the stretcher, and\npushing him into the van, all in one movement.\n\nMatthew shook his head. \u2018I don\u2019t know what he did with it.\u2019\n\nHe saw McCady emerge from the main gates, holding an umbrella.\n\n\u2018Are you coming?\u2019 the medic said.\n\nMatthew nodded.\n\nHe got into the van. The doors were closed. The siren was on and they were\nmoving. It had taken less than a minute.\n\nThe medic ripped a huge cotton gauze out of somewhere and placed it over\nLukas\u2019 groin. He pressed down hard, with both hands.\n\n\u2018You think you can do this?\u2019 he said to Matthew.\n\nMatthew nodded, and they swapped positions.\n\n\u2018You know his blood type?\u2019\n\nMatthew shook his head.\n\nThe guy was taking Lukas\u2019 pulse, and then he was pricking his finger. Testing\nhis blood.\n\nHe was sticking something into Lukas\u2019 wrist, and a moment later, there was a\nbag of blood, flowing into Lukas\u2019 veins.\n\nThe guy peeled Lukas\u2019 eyes back and shone a torch into them.\n\n\u2018Has he taken something?\u2019\n\n\u2018I don\u2019t know.\u2019 Matthew swallowed. \u2018He might have.\u2019\n\nThe guy moved sideways, and sat on a seat in front of the computer. He was\ntyping something.\n\n\u2018Is there someone back at the house?\u2019 he said.\n\nMatthew nodded.\n\n\u2018Where did you find him?\u2019\n\n\u2018In his workroom.\u2019\n\n\u2018Workroom?\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded.\n\nThe guy was on the phone now. Waiting. Listening.\n\nMatthew didn\u2019t understand how he could be doing so many things so quickly.\n\n\u2018We\u2019ve got a 407 on Lakeview Drive. The address is number 18. We need police\nassistance. A teenage boy has cut his member off. We need an immediate search\nof the house and surrounds.\u2019\n\nHe listened.\n\n\u2018Yes, that\u2019s right. His penis.\u2019\n\nHe listened again.\n\n\u2018His older brother says he was in his workroom. Where is that?\u2019 he said to\nMatthew.\n\nMatthew was pressing hard on Lukas\u2019 groin. \u2018It\u2019s downstairs. In the basement.\u2019\n\nMatthew started crying. Tears started rolling down his face, but the guy\nignored him.\n\n\u2018Here,\u2019 he said. \u2018I\u2019ll do that.\u2019\n\nMatthew moved sideways and sat in the seat. He put his head in his hands, and\ncried, knowing, while he was crying, that he could feel the soft lump of\nLukas\u2019 penis in his pocket, pressed up against the inside of his thigh.\n\nA moment later, they were at the hospital.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 177, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Metal Member", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "", "Text": "` In junior year of college I started dating Kate from my dynamics class. We\nwere both mechanical engineering students, and had a lot in common. Coming\nfrom similar-sized small bible-belt towns in Tennessee, we were both eager to\nforge ahead with a physical relationship and abandon any celibacy instilled in\nus. `\n\nAfter our fourth or fifth date we drove back to my apartment outside of\nNashville, and I initiated with the foreplay. She became aroused and started\nremoving her clothing piece by piece. I knew that my roommate was out of town\nfor the weekend, so I quickly cast away all inhibitions. At this point, she\nwas fully naked and looked stunning, her blond hair flowing over her breasts\nand tanned skin glowing under the incedescent overhead kitchen lights. I\npicked her up and placed her atop the counter, and commenced with a long\nsession of spectacular sex.\n\nAs we finished, she quickly elbowed me in the jaw. While I was stunned, she\ngrabbed the butcher knife from the utensil drawer, and with one fell swoop,\nsevered my penis. The pain was unbearable, and blood started flowing\neverywhere. I remember screaming, looking up at her in utter panic, and then\npassing out.\n\nI came to in my bedroom, and my arms were bound to the bedposts. The bleeding\nhad stopped, and my wound was covered in bandages. I screamed through the\nducktape in my mouth. I could tell that I was on some powerful drug..most\nlikely a painkiller. She walked in, accompanied by two other women in lab\ncoats. A cart was wheeled in.\n\n\"Hello, Simon...I can only imagine your shock.\" she said. \"I am going to\nexplain to you what is going on. As you know, I am trying to get the best\ngrade possible in dynamics...This is Tawney, an electrical engineering\nstudent, and Michelle...a pre-med student. We are going to rebuild your\nanatomy in a wonderful marraige of engineering and medicine. I can probably\nget a huge grant because of this research.\" She pulled out a circuit diagram.\n\"This is the circuitry which will provide for a mechanical response in the new\nmember through neurological impulses.\" She then held up a long, metallic\ncylinder tapered at one end. \"This is the new member...actually expands and\ncontracts in a telescope-style method. It is made of carbon fiber, so it is\nlightweight but strong. You have lost all ability to reproduce, but we are not\nconcerned about that aspect..,and you will be able to urinate as if it were a\nnormal penis.\"\n\nI was given an injection of anesthetic, and quickly went under. When I awoke\ntheir were several wires and a clear plastic tube spewing from the hole\nbetween my legs, which was now clean.\n\n\"I thought you might like to be awake for installation.\" She said, and\nMichelle walked over to the bed. I noticed a aluminum flexible piece of metal\nwas underneath the skin of the wound, and the wires were strung through a\nsmall opening in the plate. The new penis was disjointed and the base part was\nsoldered into place, and the wires and tube were strung through. The second\n\"tier\" of the cylinder was placed within the base, with a lightweight sliding\nrack system in keeping them together. a miniature motor connected the sliding\nrack and completed by a wire was also installed. Upon completion, their were\nthree different sections, the last one tapered at the end to simulate the\nshape of the penis. I also noticed that the base was hinged so that it would\nthe sections would fold inward and down. I guestimated the range to be between\n3.5 inches at \"soft\" and 9 inches at \"hard\".\n\nI was put back to sleep and Michelle grafted the top of the nutsack, now sewn\ntogether, to the metal member.\n\n\"Now Simon, the electrical device is powered by a solar cell, so if you plan\non using this thing, the lights will have to be on. Also, you will be able to\nejaculate, but because of the trauma to your 'pipes' reproduction is an\nimpossibility. You will feel something though, as those wires carry electrical\nimpulses which will hit nerve endings and and cause faux-\"excitement\". She\nremoved the tape from my mouth.\n\n\"Why did you do this to me?!\" I screamed. \"You'll never get away with this.\" I\nwas extremely upset, but also amazed at the replacement. It didn't hurt-yet.\nThe mechanical aspect looked flawless, and though the electrical end was\nuntested, I was sure it would work. I never really wanted to have kids anyway.\n\n\"I beg to differ. I am going to use this to get into Harvard's bioengineering\nprogram. I used robotics, neurology, and mechanics to regenerate, in a sense,\na body part. In exchange, you are going to be in high demand because all the\nVanderbilt chicks are going to want to screw the guy with a nine inch metal\nmember. And if you do go to the police, I know Tawney and Michelle will back\nup my story: you got drunk, tried to rape me, and in the process of chasing me\naround the house with a knife, you tripped and accidentally...well...'lost\nit'. Agreed.\"\n\nI was quite impressed, and saw the upside to this new device. \"Agreed\", I\nsaid. My remaining years at Vanderbilt were actually quite good, and I did get\nplenty of sexual action because of the novelty of Robodick (my pet name for\nit). Kate came home and did some enhancements on her pet project, and I was\nquite happy with it.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 57, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sealed with a Kiss My Ass", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, GOURMET FILLET", "Summary": "She dreams.&nbsp; He screams.", "Text": "Hannah lives to make balls die. His, theirs, and yours.\n\n\u00b7\n\nShe\u2019s on a special diet. And you\u2019re it.\n\nSkewers are on her skewed mind. Skewed in your direction. In the direction of\nhard cocks pointed from you to you-know-who. A final hand job from Hannah, and\nyour dynamic duo and your man-bat will be in the death grip of the culinary\nartist.\n\nEve needed one of your ribs. Hannah, however, has lowered _her_ sights, and\nher dominate hunger will only be satiated with what\u2019s between your legs.\n\n\u00b7\n\nShe dreams. He screams.\n\nConsider it a correction of nature. After Apple Snapple (paid advertisement),\ncame the Creation of Man. Man, the first rough draft of humankind, raw\nprototypes with venomous genital serpents.\n\nAfter wind-tunnel testing, it became clear that the cock-ball concept just\nwouldn\u2019t do.\n\nLearning from the macho mistake, women came forth in streamlined perfection.\nWith a choice between Venus or Penis, the clear winner is always the tit, tit\nand clit \u2013 and that\u2019s it.\n\n\u00b7\n\nTonight she has a date with eight. Eight couples. Eight supple wives to un-\ncouple eight stupid husbands. Husbands, Hus- _bands_ with green elastrator\nbands already in place.\n\nChop, chop. Two final steps in the savory recipe called, \u201cBarbeque You.\u201d With\ncut-by-number instructions from eunuch dot org, especially in _Glans Removal_\n__ and in the illustrated new play-by-play, _The Commission_ , phallic\ndecommissioning will be easy \u2013 and delicious.\n\n\u00b7\n\nThe charcoal grills are glowing. The erections are growing.\n\nHannah\u2019s skewers are ready. The beautifully bare-assed wives are steady.\nReady, set, kiss and cut. Meet your meat. Then onto the spit: nut, cock, nut\nis the symmetric arrangement preferred for the gourmet fillet.\n\n\u00b7\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slaves of the Dynasty, part one", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Basically, I\\'ve had these thoughts in my head and decided to justtype them up. This is the first of x chapters in which CaptainCedric is stripped of his sword in exchange for shackles. He may bestripped of something else, but if he isn\\'t he\\'ll at least wish hewas. Please let me know if you would like to see more of him. Thx!", "Text": "` Do you know what the worst part of it was? The rice. Breakfast, dinner, and\nthe rare, but much appreciated, lunch, consisted of rice. That all ended with\nmy training\u2026but then I\u2019m getting ahead of myself. I remember one morning,\nafter finishing my meal, I peered over to my trainer. His name was once\nLucius, but his owner had renamed him _hung_. Slave names aren\u2019t normally\ncapitalized, so I\u2019ll write them a little differently to keep it from confusing\nyou. I\u2019ll not be risking a whip just in the interest of being grammatically\ncorrect! *Ahem* As I was saying, _hung_ was a rather quiet man. When he\nscolded his charges it was because he truly did care, both about them and\ntheir soon-to-be mistresses. `\n\nKeep that in mind for later, but now I think I should tell a little about\nmyself. My name is _yoshi_. Once upon a time, though, I was known as Cedric,\nMan-at-arms in service to Lord Caribold of Sarria, in the eastern reaches of\nthe Hesperian Kingdom. Sarria is a beautiful land, and I miss it dearly. To\nthe east lie the Morvale Mountains, and past those is where I now find myself\na slave. Kaora Chiasa is Empress of these lands, and men who are not born here\nhave little reason for hope. Those men who are raised here are little more\nthan second-class citizens, but there is still one thing they are allowed that\nwe are not. They are still slaves, bought and sold. They still wear the\n\u201cchoker\u201d as it is affectionately called, a metal tube that keeps the male\norgan from erecting\u2026with a little help from a piercing. But most importantly,\nbesides fighting for the empire, the women take these men as lovers, and that\nis the greatest motivation for any soldier. Conquered slaves are taken as\nwell, especially those who would produce strong sons, but\u2026let\u2019s just say that\nthey can only do it once. One final note before I conclude the history lesson:\nall women of this world are capable of wielding magic, from these of the\nChiasan Dynasty to the near-barbaric amazons of the northlands to the foul\nnecromancers of Hrolandia. Strange how we know very little of this as free men\nand more as slaves, but they are all expanding ever closer to the Kingdom, and\nI fear that soon this magic will prove far more powerful than our steel.\n\nMy story gets interesting a fortnight ago. My men and I had cut down a Chiasan\nscouting party the night before. Their mounted bowman are quite formidable,\nbut within the forests at the bottom of the mountain pass they had little\nmaneuverability, and my rangers were excellent at navigating the woodlands.\nThis was not the first time we had seen these strange warriors from beyond the\nrange, but these were in the process of crafting maps, including some of the\nfortifications around the town of Tandrel. Access to that lake, and the river\nthat it fed, would be disastrous to the Kingdom. The next morning my lord\nordered me to take twenty men and reconnoiter their side of the mountains.\n\nFrom the highest point of the mountain pass we could see vast, lush jungles\nand steppes. We descended into a humid, uncomfortable climate. Insects buzzed\nby our ears and Mikal, one of my rangers, had difficulty reading the terrain.\nA path was there, but how any being could follow it through the fauna was\nmind-boggling.\n\nThe path opened up into a clearing just before dusk, and there we decided to\nmake camp. It was then that their trap was sprung. Nearly two dozen warriors\ncharged out of the brush. They were covered in a strange and demonic looking\narmor made of metal and wood with grotesque masks hiding their faces. Their\nalien weapons were long and curved with a blade that could cut the head off of\na pole arm. My three rangers hadn\u2019t the time to draw their longbows, and had\nto rely on their broadswords instead. I met what appeared to be their captain\nin battle, my zweihander almost a head taller than my assailant. His armor was\npainted differently, with intricate symbols, the likes of which adorned his\nblade as well. His strikes were swift and well placed, but my six-foot sword\nwas invaluable in parrying his blows. My men were no conscripts, and were\ncapable fighters, but these demons brought the battle to a feverish pitch.\n\nOut of the corner of my eye I spotted a woman standing just outside the brush\nwhom I hadn\u2019t noticed before. She seemed out of place amidst the humidity and\ngrime of this jungle. She was small of stature, standing at perhaps five and\none quarter feet. A long, white red-trimmed robe flowed down her petite form.\nTwo sticks were placed in her hair to form a bun. Her face looked to be one of\ninnocence, yet her stance was commanding. Without warning she lifted her arms\nperpendicular to her body, with the fingers on those silk-like hands arched\ntowards the heavens. Her harmonious voice escaped for six brief seconds.\nThough unintelligible to me at the time, it still sounded better than anything\nI had ever heard from Beorn, the most renowned bard in the Hesperian Kingdom.\nAt the moment her chant had ceased four of my footmen collapsed to the ground\nin a deep, uninterruptible slumber.\n\nMy shock would cost me as the warrior in front of me drew his blade across my\nchest. I would have chuckled at the idea of that metal cutting through my\nplate, but that blade contained something far more sinister than just steel.\nThe wound was neither long nor deep, but I was wracked by pain with every\nquick movement. I heard a cry to my left and looked to see Mikal, clutching\nhis side. Two more had already fallen to wounds, and we were down to but\nfourteen weary, and in most cases damaged, men. That voice began to cry out\nonce more, and though I did not want it to stop, our lives may soon be\nforfeit. To save my men I did the unthinkable. I called out for surrender. Our\nswords fell to the ground, and we then fell to our knees.\n\nThat beautiful singing stopped abruptly, and its singer looked suprised that I\nshould do such a thing. The lady produced a vial of a strange purple liquid\nand handed it to their captain. It was mixed with water and then given to us\nto drink. It tasted foul and thick. Fear took hold of me as my thoughts turned\ntowards the irrational. Poison? Hardly practical considering the\ncircumstances. Some sort of drug? Again, this wasn\u2019t the place for it.\nSuddenly the captain began speaking to us. Naturally I hadn\u2019t a clue as to\nwhat he was saying, but he kept repeating the same phrase over and over again.\nAfter two minutes of this a sharp pain struck the back of my head. I felt\nfeverish for another minute or so as the potion permeated through my brain. My\ncomrades were obviously in the same state of distress.\n\n\u201cRejuond ig jou yhderghand ne,\u201d the captain uttered again.\n\n\u201cRespynd if you yndershtant me,\u201d almost sounded sensical.\n\nFinally he spoke \u201cRespond if you understand me.\u201d\n\n\u201cI can hear you,\u201d I said, not too happy with the powerful magic that had just\nchanged me.\n\n\u201cI hear you as well,\u201d said Ritter, another of my rangers. He hastily added,\n\u201cPlease, let me tend to my friends. At least allow me to bind their wounds.\u201d\n\nThe captain struck him with the back of his hand \u201cYour last statement was a\ncommand. That will not be tolerated!\u201d\n\n\u201cYour forgiveness, please\u2026.\u201d It was fortunate that their understanding of our\nlanguage did not allow for sarcasm. \u201cSir, please allow me to tend to my\ncomrades.\"\n\nThe captain hesitated for a brief second, and then looked upon the lady. A nod\nof approval made me think that these were a somewhat compassionate and\nmerciful people. I would soon learn why I was mistaken.\n\nRitter ran to Mikal first. His wound was the worst, being a deep slash to the\nside of his mid-torso. Medical attention was needed soon to keep the man\nalive. Ritter\u2019s bandages and herbs would help slow the bleeding and prevent\ninfection, but I feared it would not be enough. The lady saw depression drawn\non my face, and she elegantly glided towards my side.\n\n\u201cDo not worry, westerner. We will be leaving for a town that borders the\njungle soon. We should reach it by midnight.\u201d\n\n\u201cWill he be alright?\u201d I asked.\n\nThe captain began the motion to strike me, but the lady, who was certainly not\nas frail as she appeared, quickly beat him to the punch. Her delicate hand\nstruck me into submission.\n\n\u201cYou do not speak unless directed to do so. I am Mistress Makoto, and when I\ndo instruct you to respond you will address me with my title. Do you\nunderstand?\u201d\n\n\u201cYes\u2026Mistress.\u201d The words did not sit well with me.\n\n\u201cYour comrades will be healed. The Chiasan Dynasty does not like to share its\nproperty with the Goddess of death, fool.\u201d\n\nThe word stung like a scorpion. Property? Uh oh.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 114, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ryan Gets Bit", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Ryan Gets Bit (originally posted in discussion forum)", "Text": "Linda and Wendy had been friends for a long time. They had shared \nsome important experiences together, and some secrets. Once, they \nhad talked late into the night and had revealed their secret \nfantasies to each other. They were surprised and even a little \nembarrased to learn that they both were excited by the idea of \nbiting a guy's penis.\nNow, they would get the chance to actually do it.\nThe director of the agency informed them that a much feared enemy \nagent, Ryan, was in town and needed to be taken out of action. Ryan \nwas known as very sexually active, and the director was confident \nthat Linda and Wendy could handle him. He was staying at a fancy \ndowntown hotel.\nThe women dressed in their most comfortable summer dresses and \nheels, casual with just the right touch of elegance, and moved \nthrough the hotel lobby. Wendy waited by the elevators while Linda \npicked an easy chair near the registration desk.\nRyan entered the hotel.\nThey recognized him right away. Linda casually got up from the \nchair and followed Ryan. When he finally headed to the elevators, \nLinda watched as Wendy turned and pushed the \"up\" button. The \nelevator ariived and they entered just as Ryan did. He noticed \nthem - how could he not! - but only to imagine their bodies under \ntheir clothes. Linda quickly pushed the button for the top floor \nand the doors closed.\nWendy stood with her legs slightly apart, back pressed against the \nbuttons.\nHalfway up, Wendy silently jammed the stall button.\n\"What happened?\" asked Linda, acting surprised.\n\"I don't know\" said Wendy. \"I'm scared!\"\n\"Oh, not to worry, ladies.\" said Ryan, being gallant. \"I'm sure \nwe'll be rescued soon.\" He became more aware of how attractive they \nwere.\n\"Oh, thank goodness\" sighed Linda, and slightly pushed her body \ninto Ryan's back. He felt her hand rest on the side of his leg. He \nalso felt himself pushed into Wendy, who still had her back to the \nwall.\nWendy gently touched Ryan's waist and pulled him to her. Ryan found \nhimself in the middle of Linda and Wendy, both gently pushing into \nhis body. Linda's hand was still on his leg. Wendy spread her legs \nslightly more apart and let her breasts brush into his chest. She \ncaught his eye and smiled at him.\nRyan relaxed. Although he had already had many women in his life, \nhe had never done it in an elevator. He had no reason to be \nsuspicious, and he found the situation very exciting.\nWendy could tell. Ryan's penis was starting to get hard and she \npressed her body into his. He took the opportunity and let his hand \ntouch her knee. Then he slowly put his hand under her dress. His \nhand caressed her thighs. Wendy spread her legs further apart, \npressing into him further and moaning ever so slightly. Linda \nstarted rubbing his back.\nRyan's hand reached Wendy's vagina, soft and already wet under her \npanties. He rubbed her, and she moaned. He softly inserted a finger \nunder her panties and stroked her wet vagina. Linda started to rub \nhis buttocks.\nOh, god this feels good.\" said Wendy. She stroked the outside of \nhis pants and felt his erection get even stronger. \"Can I touch \nyour penis?\" she asked softly, moaning as his fingers found her \nclit.\nRyan gave himself to the experience.\n\"Yes\" he said.\nWendy slowly unzipped Ryan's pants. His penis was already sticking \nout through the opening in his underpants. She touched it and \nmarvelled at its how she could move the skin on it and see the \npleasure in Ryan's eyes. She lowered herself to her knees, face \npressed into Ryan's crotch, and took his penis in her mouth. Softly \nshe licked it, stroking the area right underneath the crown of his \npenis with her tongue.\nRyan felt the pleasure mounting. Wendy kept his penis in her mouth, \nthen lightly scrapped the tip with her teeth. She looked up at him \nand smiled.\nRyan relaxed even more. But just then he felt a slight stinging \nfeeling in his right buttuck. Linda had stuck a thin needle into \nhis behind, injected a heavy drug given to them by the director.\nAs Ryan slumped to the floor, Wendy kept her mouth on his penis. \nRyan came to rest on his back. Now both girls were on him. Wendy \nreached into Ryan's underpants and lifted out his balls. Linda took \nRyan's penis in her mouth, savoring the first taste. Wendy sucked \none of Ryan's balls into her mouth, and softly pressed her teeth \ninto the ball.\nRyan was adrift in a sea of pleasure and pain.\nWendy loved having Ryan's balls in her mouth. She loved the chance \nto bite on his balls, and started chewing harder with her teeth.\nLinda kept licking Ryan's penis, then took his penis out of her \nmouth. \"Wendy, let's castrate him, please!\" Wendy smiled. \"Okay, \nbut I get to bite off his penis!\"\n\"Ok\" Linda agreed. They spread Ryan's legs; his penis and balls \nwere still sticking out of his pants. Linda took a ball in her \nmouth and started biting. Wendy took the tip of Ryan's penis in her \nmouth and tasted the first salty come at the top,\nThey decided to do it.\nLinda bit down hard on Ryan's balls, and cum started to squirt into \nWendy's mouth. She loved it. As the cum spurted, Wendy pressed her \nteeth very hard into the shaft of Ryan's penis and bit him. Harder \nand harder. As Linda crushed his balls, Wendy gnawed and chewed on \nRyan's penis. As her mouth filled with cum, Wendy pressed very hard \nwith her teeth and bit off Ryan's penis!\nLinda and Wendy were excited and frenzied. For another minuted they \nchewed on Ryan's penis and balls, turning his genitals into their \ntaste treat.\n\"Wow\", said Wendy, \"That was great!\"\n\"yes\", said Linda, \"but now it's time to go\"\nThey pushed the elevator button to the next floor, savoring the \nlingering taste and cum from Ryan's penis. They got off the \nelevator, took a last look at Ryan slumped on the floor, and pushed \nthe top botton.\nThe door closed on their adventure, and they headed back to the \nlobby...", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "What Valerie did", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Valerie fixes her boyfriend, (a poem)", "Text": "` Valerie decided to give up  \n`\n\nSucking and fucking dick.  \n\nShe'd much rather have her pussy  \n\nFingered and sucked and licked.  \n\nA vibrator or a dildo  \n\nCould easily blow her mind  \n\nSo why should she have to worry  \n\nabout birth control each time?  \n\nSo Valerie told her boyfriend  \n\nWhat she'd decided to do  \n\nMike would get no more blowjobs  \n\nand never again would they screw.  \n\nShe really didnt want to lose him  \n\nShe loved him with all her heart  \n\nBut he had to choose between her  \n\nand his insignificant part.  \n\nCause Valerie had decided that penis  \n\nHad no place in her life  \n\nIf Mike wanted to stay with her  \n\nHe'd have to go under her knife.  \n\nMike got a month to decide,  \n\nIt only took him 3 days.  \n\nHe could live without a penis  \n\nBut without his woman, no way.  \n\nSo Valerie got what she wanted  \n\nand Mike lost what he had...  \n\nHis girlfriend cut off his penis  \n\nBut it really wasn't so bad.  \n\nTheir sex is now more intimate,  \n\nThere's no chance of him cheating.  \n\nNo more birth control worries,  \n\nand no worry that he'll be leaving.  \n\nSo ladies take my advice  \n\nif you don't need dick or more kids,  \n\n(and if he gives you permission)  \n\nChop off what Valerie did.  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dickless David Wallace", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "David Wallace meets Todd so they can cut off each other's penises, balls and sacs. They cook and eat each other's sex organs/", "Text": "David Wallace knocked on the door. A hot guy answered. Todd was naked, his\ndick standing at attention, his heavy balls hanging low. David looked eagerly\nat Todd's sex organs, and he felt his own dick getting hard.\n\nTodd led David into his apartment, into the kitchen, where David quickly\nstripped naked. David's penis was a little shorter than Todd's 8\" cock, but it\nwas thicker, with a huge purple head. The shaft of David's cock had beautiful\npurple veins dissappearing into his shaved groin. David and Todd started\nkissing, running their tongues into each other's mouths, while they each\nfondled the other's cocks with one hand, and slipped a few fingers of their\nother hands into the other's anus.\n\nDavid groaned at the feeling he got from having Todd's fingers up his anus. He\nalways loved getting fucked, rimmed, and fisted. David slid down to his hands\nand knees, taking Todd's hard penis into his mouth, sucking the head, then the\nshaft. He moved down to lick Todd's balls. He took Todd's balls into his mouth\nand pulled away, pulling the hot sperm factories away from Todd's naked body.\nThen he pushed his tongue into Todd's anus, and began thrusting in and out,\nfucking Todd's asshole with his tongue. Todd moaned even more, and David\nresumed sucking Todd's dick. After only a few minutes, David felt Todd tense,\nand his balls spasm, then David was rewarded with a torrent of Todd's hot,\ntasty sperm squirting into his mouth. David swallowed every last drop, then\nlicked the head and shaft of Todd's penis clean.\n\nTodd and David continued having sex, with Todd sucking David's penis, and\ntaking it up his asshole, and David getting to feel Todd's hot penis up his\nown anus. They finished off by moving to the bathroom and peeing into each\nother's mouths, drinking the pee as if it were the finest nector.\n\nIt would be the last time either boy was to pee standing up, and the last time\neither would have sex with his dick and balls.\n\nThey adjurned back to the kitchen, where Todd got out a cutting board and a\nfrying pan. A large kitchen scissors and a paper cutter from the locak school\nsat on the counter.\n\nThey decided that they would flip a coin. David would call it, and the loser\nwould lose one of his sex organs first. A second flip would determine whether\nthe winner cut off the loser's penis or balls and sac first. Then the winner\nwould cook his treat and eat it in front of the loser.\n\nThen it would be the loser of the first flip who would get to cut a sex organ\noff the winnner. He would cut off the winner's balls and sac if the winner had\ncut off his penis, or the winner's penis if his own balls had been cut off.\n\nTodd flipped the coin, and David called heads.\n\nThe coin came up tails, and David knew he was about to stop being male.\n\nThe next flip determined that Todd would cut off David's penis first.\n\nAfter tying David's dick off at the base, and sucking it until it was at its\nhardest and biggest, Todd positioned David so that David's penis was resting\non the paper cutter, with the blade hanging over his super hard penis, and\nwith his balls and sac hanging off the kitchen counter.\n\nTodd brought the blad down with a quick movement, and it cut off David's penis\nlike it was butter. David groaned a bit, and Todd looked in wonder at David's\ndickless groin, and picked up David's severd penis.\n\nHe put it on the cutting board while David watched, and sliced it down through\nthe center of the head and shaft. The twon halves of David's severed penis lay\non the cutting board, and Todd quickly sliced them into bite size pieces, and\nthrew them into the skillet along with some butter.\n\nWithin minutes, David's severed dick was frying merrily, and the aroma of\nfrying penis filled the air.\n\nAfter only 10 minutes, Todd took David's fully cooked penis pieces off the\nfire, and gingerly ate the hot mieces of meat. David watched as Todd relished\nhis tasty manhood.\n\nThen it was Todd's turn to stop being male.\n\nAfter tying off Todd's sac, David picked up the kitchen shears and snipped off\nTodd's balls. Todd was now a eunuch, unable to make sperm. David tipped Todd's\nballs out of his sac into the palm of his hand. Then he put the balls on the\ncutting board, and sliced them into small slices. He chopped up Todd's scrotum\nand put the testicles and scrotum into the buttered frying pan.\n\nWithin a few minutes, David was happily chewing on Todd's delicious balls and\nsac.\n\nTodd then took the scissors and snipped off David's balls and sac. David felt\na white hot main, as he completely stopped being male. They both looked in\nwonder at David's bare crotch. Todd ate David's severed balls and sac raw.\n\nThen David finished the day by cutting off Todd's penis, then cooking and\neating it.\n\nFrom now on, both David Wallace and Todd would get their only remaining sexual\nplesure by sucking other guy's dicks, and getting fucked up their assholes byt\nother guys.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 63, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A fantasy.", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "My fantasy.  \nI find my master, male or female who revels in tormenting their hapless  \nslave. I sell everything save the clothes on my back and  \npresent my self. I am stripped, shaved and given a latex maids uniform  \nto wear so that no part of my ugly male slave self can be seen. My  \nmistress  \norders me to turn and lower my panties. I do so, feeling her hands  \nmassaging my testicles. Nervous, I instinctively pull away, but a quick  \ntug on my  \njewels holds me still. I feel something metal moving about there and I  \nsuddenly feel and tight pain about my scrotum. I jerk away again and a  \nfirmer tug keeps me there. My Mistress tsks sighing that I need  \ntraining as she continues to work. When she is done, she orders me to  \npull up my  \npanties. My balls are beginning to real hurt and I look at them to see  \n5 dark green bands wrapped tightly about my scrotum. \"Mistress?\" I  \nask.  \n\"Please, what is this?\" She looks at me, surprised that I don't know.  \n\"You idiot, that is to castrate you. And how dare you talk without  \npermission!\"  \nBut I was still stuck on the word Castrate. My brain wrestled with the  \nidea. I didn't want to loose my manhood, but I have to please my  \nmaster. I  \ncould only plead. \"But it hurts.\" \"It will stop hurting when your  \nballs are dead.\" She snaps. \"For your insolence, Go down stairs and  \nlock yourself  \nin the pilary and wait for me.\" I do so without hesitation. I lock my  \nankles into place, then rest my head and one hand into the notches, then  \nlower  \nthe top half of the pilary and shove my free hand into its cradle before  \nthe stock locks shut. I am stuck now and I know that I will not be  \nreleased  \nuntil my balls are dead from lack of blood. They already feel cold  \nagainst my skin. I bemoan my fate. In the weeks to come, my penis and  \nscrotum  \nare removed and my urethra moved so that I have a smoother appearance.  \nMy only joy comes from servicing my mistress with my worthless  \ntongue.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 33, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Vampire II", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Brent comes running into his house and closes the door behind him. `\n\nHis parents are away for the weekend so he calls a friend who lives\n\na few doors down and invites himself over. Soon Brent is explaining\n\nto Jeff about his run-in with the mysterious vampire.\n\n\"Whatever dude. I don't believe in that kind of shit,\" the 5'5\"\n\nbrown haired, brown eyed boy responds. \"You're so full of shit.\"\n\n\"Fuck you man. I swear I saw it.\"\n\n\"Yeah right. So wanna go down there and see your 'vampire'?\"\n\n\"Fuck no! I'm not going back there.\"\n\n\"Go get some garlic or something if it makes you feel better. It's\n\nnot like there's anything there.\"\n\n\"We're going to get killed.\"\n\n\"Then why aren't you dead? I mean this is a vampire, right?\n\nVampires kill. You're not dead so it couldn't have been much of a\n\nvampire, right?\"\n\n\"Maybe it didn't wan--\"\n\n\"Who cares? Go get your garlic or whatever and let's go.\"\n\n\"Shit.\" Brent leaves the room and comes back with garlic stuffed\n\ninto all of his pockets and a cross made of forks around his neck.\n\n\"What the...? Fuck, let's just go.\"\n\nMichael was waiting on the top of a chimney for something, anything\n\nto break the monotony. Then he hears something. Two boys talking.\n\nHe turns and to his amazement he sees Brent coming back into his\n\nTerritory with another teenaged human. \"Stupid fuck.\"\n\n\"Not much of a vampire you have. I mean, why didn't it come out yet?\n\nI mean--\" Jeff's head is instantly severed from his neck and sent\n\nhurling through the air.\n\n\"Welcome back Brent.\"\n\nBrent turns and runs the way he came, his shirt being torn off by the\n\nvampire. Michael gropes madly for a purchase on the fleeing boy and\n\ngrabs his crotch. Instantly, the teenager is reduced to a quivering\n\nheap on the wet pavement.\n\n\"You are going to wish you never came back, boy.\" The vampire tears\n\nthe remaining clothes off the terrified boy. Extending his claws,\n\nMichael watches his prey's eyes widen in fear. He grabs the boy's\n\nhelpless ball-sack in his left hand and raises his arm above his\n\nhead and brings his claws through the neck of the boy's scrotum.\n\nBrent lets out a huge cry of agony as blood pours down his legs and\n\nonto the cold pavement. \"Well at least I won't be the only one not\n\nhaving sex now.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
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{"Title": "Kevin is a boy", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "I was 7 and Kevin was a boy", "Text": "` I was 7 years old and as long as I can remember, I have participated every\nyear in the summer with my parents on almost each weekend at the nudist area-\nbath-lake. It was an excavator-lake with a detached bare-area. On a Sunday, I\nlay in the sand on my towel as I noticed a girl that approached me with its\nparents. In 2 meters of distance, they took a seat. After short time, the girl\nwent to the water and began to dig in the moist sand. She had almost blond\nhair, that came her up to the shoulder. Younger than I she must have been.\nMany of the milk-teeth were missing. My parents had gone to the kiosk,\ntherefore I got up and went to her. `\n\n\u201eHello!\u201c, I said.\n\n\u201eHello \u201c, she returned.\n\n\u201eMy name is Alexander. And you?\u201c\n\n\u201eKevin.\u201c\n\nHad interrogated me?\n\n\u201eWhat?\u201c\n\n\u201eKevin \u201c, she said and went into the deeper water.\n\n\u201eBut girls are not called Kevin however!\u201c\n\n\u201eI am no girl!\u201c, she called back.\n\nA hand lay down on my shoulder. It was her father.\n\n\u201eKevin is no girl. He looks only so. He was born like that. We had always\nbelieved that we would get a girl. After the birth, it then attracted\nattention to the first once that he had something like a penis. He has\nsomething, which looks like a vagina, but it seems to be only one very deep\nskin fold. Until all analyses were done, we didn't know whether we had a son\nor a daughter. Besides the penis, he has no female or male Genitals. But he\ngets hormone-shots so that he becomes a man once, our Kevin.\u201c\n\nHe joined his child in the water and they had fun. I went back to my towel. On\nthe stomach lying it acted I so as I would sleep. I observed Kevin. He came\nfrom the water, dried off and knelt on the wool blanket. I could now recognize\nthat he had no testicles and only a quite tiny penis that was approximately 2\ncentimeters long. He had no glans, but a small hole in the front however. On\nthe next weekends, I had opportunity even more frequently to observe him and\nwe became friends. That now lasts 19 years. His penis has not become bigger\nsince that time. This doesn't keep away him from the bare-area however and he\nhas his girl-friend for 4 years. Anything must be at him however.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Lost one at 16", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Lost my right one on a motorcycle.", "Text": "Hi... Had to tell m story after finding this web site.  I was 16, \nan average punk boy into Motorcyles discovering girls and a few \nexpiriments with guys too.  Well was racing my moto one day and \nlost it.  Flew off and the bike followed.  The handle bars caught \nme squareinthe right nut. Pain was a burn and like someone  ripped \nmy nut out of my gut, well just about.  I was screaming in pain and \ndid not realize the burn i got from the muffler.  I was take to the \nhospital where the doc said it was ruptered and would die.  I was \nscared the doc said it had to go.  I was denutted in surgery, that \nnight. Later in school most guys would stare, becuase they had \nheard about my accidnet.  I had a few nick names lefty ballless and \none shoot.  It was kinnda nice some of the girls later on had to \nsee or feel.  so i got laid or jerked pretty more than when I had a \nfull set. A few years later a docotor told me i could get a fake \nball inserted ... I said no was use to it.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 23, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Per Mistress's Instructions", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "&nbsp;This country needs a cat washing machine", "Text": "Per Mistress's Instructions\n\nA seemingly easy task given to me by my mistress turned into a nightmare with\nthe end result of her castrating me!\n\nNaked from the waist down as normal while in the house. My cleaned shaven cock\nand low hanging balls were always on display for her and her friends! A sign\nof my inferior status as a male to the superior female.\n\nMistress Ann came up from behind while I was doing the dishes and cupping my\nballs lightly squeezing them she said. \"Bill when you're done with the dishes\nI want you to bath kitten I think she's got fleas.\"\n\nWell Kitten was her pride and joy! A ten-year old long hair Himalayan or\nsomething, and very nasty! I think it had some type of brain damage! Because\nmistress Ann was the only one who could get even near it.\n\nI didn't know much about cats! I being a dog person it seemed an easy chore.\nBath the cat ok!\n\nWell unbeknownst to me Kitten had evidently experienced a bath before and\nwasn't to keen on the idea. I won't go into detail of the ensuing struggle!\nOther than to say! \"Jesus Christ\"\n\nluckily for me mistress Ann had left the house earlier on business and I\ndidn't expect her back for some time. There was a lot of blood mostly mine!\nKitten was barely breathing lying wet in the bathtub and I started to panic!\n\nI knew if Kitten died Ann would castrate me! So I grabbed Kitten and ran out\nthe door to my car forgetting I was naked from the waist down! I threw the cat\non the passenger seat and sped off to the local veterinarian hospital.\n\nWell desperate people do desperate things and I was desperate! Running through\nstop signs while blowing my horn screaming at slower drivers and running one\noff the road. I finally arrived at the vets! Dragging Kitten off the seat and\ninside! Yelling someone help me this cat is dying!\n\nThis is when I realized my naked state and the wet cat I hung by the nap of\nneck in front of everyone.\n\nThat was a year ago today I think. I was Baker acted into a mental hospital\nfor about eight months by mistress Ann.\n\nI'm completely normal now I think. Because when the insurance money ran out\nthey said I was cured.\n\nMistress Ann was waiting outside in her car for me and to my shock Kitten was\nsitting in the front seat and hissed when I got near. She ordered me into the\nback seat saying we've got business to take care of don't we Kitten precious!\n\nThe cat got up and looked over the front seat staring at me as we drove home.\n\nChapter 2 The Retraining\n\nTake your pants off cat abuser! Before I slam my knee into your balls! \"No\"\nThings are different now Ann! I'm not your slave anymore fuck you and your cat\ntoo\"! I'm cured of you you statistic bitch!\n\nThan the pain came! Her knee slamming up into my balls quicker than white on\nrice dropping me to the floor,. \"Get your fucking pants off!\" \"You sorry big\nballed bastard!\"\n\nShe started stripping off her clothes screaming!! \"You fucking big balled\nbastard how dare you challenge me! I'm going to rip your balls off\"! \"Fuck me\nand my cat? Fuck you! Your balls are mind now you fuck!\n\nI must have passed out because when I awoke I was naked on the kitchen floor\nwith a spread bar between my ankles the smell of rotting fish was in the air\nand Kitten was eating.\n\nI will save the readers the slow gruesome details. Only to say this country\nneeds a cat washing machine!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 57, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Busted for looking", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TG", "Summary": "None", "Text": "I used to love looking up skirts. My wife,Brenda hated it when I did \nthat. If you caught me in the act I would get a kick in my balls. She \nalways threatened to have the person whose panties I looked at, would \ndeliver the kick. She also made me panties. \n\nLast week, her mother in law came over for the weekend. I had looked \nup her dress on several occasions. This time it was different as it \ncost me my manhood.\n\nMy wife was tired and went to bed. My mother in law & I were watching \na good movie, so we stayed up. She was wearing her night shirt and \nlying down on the couch. I had gotten up to get some water & when I \ncame back her knees were bent up and I got a perfect look and her red \nlacey panties. They were so nice looking I even a comment \" You have \na nice pair of panties on.\" Well she didn't like that and told me \nthat she was going to have a talk with her daughter in the morning.\n\n\nOn Sunday morning I usually go out for bagels and when I got back, my \nwife and her mother were sitting on the couch. Brenda yelled at me \nfor looking at her mother's panties and told me what would happen if \nI did. She told me to go to my bedroom. She followed me in and gave \nme a pair of panties, a pair of red lacey panties, her mothers \npanties, to put on. I refused at first but she grabbed my balls & \nsqueezed hard & I put them on. We went down stairs and I walked up to \nher mother, who was giggling at me. I then was told to spread my legs \nand put my hands on my head. I begged not to be kicked to no avail. I \nlooked my mother in law right in the face when her right leg shot \nright into my balls. I went down like a ton a bricks, while the two \nof them laughed and giggled. Brenda said \"kick him again mom, this \ntime harder\" She grabbed my legs and pulled them apart and stomped on \nmy already swollen balls. I yelled in a high-pitched voice \"Stop \nyou're going pop my nuts.\" Brenda upon hearing this instructed her \nmother to get my right nut under her foot as Brenda got my left nut. \nBrenda said \" Mom lets pop his balls, on the count of three.\" My wife \nsaid three and then all of a sudden I felt a pain like I never felt \nbefore, My wife just busted my ball. My mother in law held the \nreaming nut under her foot and she told me \" I will now make you a \ngirl, I will rob you of your manhood. I hope you enjoyed the peak at \nmy panties.\" She pressed down on her foot slowly. I screamed as I \nheard the popping sound of my manhood being destroyed", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Public Nutting", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, TESTICLES, Men are castrated as punishment against their will", "Summary": "One of six men experiances the punishment of public genitorture and testicle removal.", "Text": "My Public Nutting \u2013 A punishment in Medieval Europe\n\nI was herded into the courtroom with 5 other male prisoners. We were all\nstripped down to only a skimpy flap of cloth hanging in front from a cord\naround our wastes that barely covered our genitals. Our asses were bare. We\ntrotted into the room quickly as we all were tied around our necks to a rope\npulled by the guards. We stopped in front of the high table where the judge\nsat. He didn\u2019t even look up as he passed sentence.\n\n\u201cYou have all been found guilty of Sodomy and your punishment will be to be\npublicly genitortured followed by castration by nutting. Guards, remove their\ncovering flaps and tie their manhood up so that the crowd outside will see\nwhat their punishment will be.\u201d With that the guards whipped off our little\nflaps exposing our manhood then used the cords to tie off our sacks and pull\nthem high in front. They had shaved our groins prior to court.\n\nWe were lead out of the courthouse and down its steep steps as the crowd\noutside jeered at us. \u201cLook at these criminals. They are to be gelded in the\ncity square. Follow us to the show.\u201d One of the lead guards called out.\n\nWe then ran the gauntlet of the crowd as they tried to slap at our manhood as\nwe passed. Then up the steps to the stage in the city square. The crown below\nwas huge as word had got out that 6 men were to be genitortured and nutted\ntoday.\n\nI noticed that the noise was less up on the stage and I had a moment to survey\nmy situation. It had all gone by so quickly. I guess that was the way it was\ndone. I mean, gelding a man had to be done to him before he has time to think\nabout fighting back. I looked down at my tied off manhood. My penis was almost\nblue from the cold, shrunken to barely a couple of inches but still fat. My\nlarge lemon sized testicles, tightly bound in their sack were a shade of\npurple. A guard walked toward each of us and gut punched us. The pain made me\nalmost paralyzed as he then tied my hands above my head to the scaffold. Then\nas I stood there in shock he forced my legs outward to tie my ankle to rings\nin the floor. I looked left and right at the 5 others who were in the same\nposition as me. They had the same look of fear and shock on their faces. The\ncrowd noise increased. They were shouting for the guards to start our torture.\n\nOne came over to me and while looking me in the eye, reached down and slid a\nknife to my groin and cut the cord binding my balls. A rush of hot blood made\nmy genitals feel warm for a few seconds. \u201cDon\u2019t worry my boy, they won\u2019t be\nunbound for long.\u201d He whispered as he began to tie my scrotum and penis in a\nharness. He wrapped a strap around my scrotum several times so that my balls\nprotruded outward several inches then wound another strap around my cock and\ntied it up around my neck. All of us were bound in this way and they let us\nstand there for a few minutes. Naked, exposed, humiliated in front of the\nscreaming crowd. A crowd that wanted our nuts.\n\nThe guards then went around behind us and started to smear grease on six four\nfoot long poles. With no hesitation they stuck them into our anuses and\nslipped the other end into a notch in the floor. All of us let out a scream of\nsurprise and pain. My ass burned and I tried to wriggle out of this impalement\nto no avail. Then as I wiggled, my cock grew stiff from the stimulation of my\nprostate and bulged against its restraint.\n\nI looked down at my throbbing penis and at my bulging tight scrotum with its\ntwo orbs that made it glisten in the sun. It was a deep purple now, the veins\nof my scrotum bulged, and my testicles started to ache and throb.\n\nThe guards then did the cruelest thing to us. They started to beat our\ntesticles with wooden sticks. A fast unrelenting beating that at first took my\nbreath away. Then the pain settled in and I was only conscious of the stick as\nit hit my testicles. Wap\u2026Pain\u2026Wap\u2026Pain. Over and over until after several\nminutes it started to change into more of a sensation. Then a tingle of sexual\npleasure started to take over and my hips ground into the pole in my ass. My\npenis started to twitch and my whole body spasmed as I started to cum. My ass\nclenched around the pole as it fucked me and my cock squirted a hot stream up\ninto the air and splashed down on the stage floor. I screamed out in a mixture\nof pain and pure sensation. My balls felt like they were exploding.\n\nI must have passed out for a minute or two and as I awoke I looked around at\nthe other men who were either like me, limp from the orgasmic torture or were\nin the throws of experiencing the sensation of it and the testicle beating.\nAfter all six of us had shot our load, the nuttings began.\n\nHe came over to me and cupped my testicles in his left hand, slowly rolling\nthem between his thumb and forefinger. Squeezing each one a little harder and\na little harder. I let out a moan of pain. The he took a 10 inch long skewer\nand first slowly pierced the left side of my scrotum, then my left ball. I\ncould feel it sliding through to my right nut them out the other side of my\nsack. He then clamped on a yoke that captured both sides of the skewer. My\nballs were trapped in this devise. Then he ran a rope through the yoke and\ntossed it over the scaffold and the pulled my balls up with it. I tried to\nhoist myself up to alleviate the pain but could do nothing.\n\nThey then let the six of us just swing there for about a half an hour, hoisted\nup by our skewered balls. Crying in agony and hopelessness.\n\nThen he walked over to me with a small knife, and slowly circumcised my\nscrotum, under my balls, cutting their cords, until I fell back and they swung\nfree. I was nutted.\n\nAfter out sacks were cauterized with hot irons, we were untied and set free.\nTo walk through the crowd, nude, nutless, shamed, eunuchs.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Chopped by a Cop", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Get pulled over by a cop and pay the ultimate fine.", "Text": "` I was driving along a dark country road one night when I noticed another car\nquickly pulling up behind me. Then the sirens came on. The other car was a cop\ncar. I pulled over to the shoulder, and the cop pulled up behind me. The cop\ngot out of the car and walked towards me. `\n\nThe cop was massive. He looked to be about six foot five. And he looked built.\nHe approached my door. He wore dark glasses, which I found odd, considering\nthe only light was from the full moon.\n\n\"Get out of the car.\" he commanded. Figuring he knew what he was doing, I\ncomplied. \"Up against the hood!\" he barked. I did as told. I had no idea what\nwas going on. I hadn't been speeding. I couldn't figure out what was up.\n\n\"What's all this about?\" I asked.\n\n\"Don't talk!\" he barked. I did as told. There was something not right with\nthis guy. \"Drop your pants!\" he ordered. I hesitated for a second. \"Do it!\" he\nbellowed.\n\n\"Now wait just a minute \u2026\" I began. Thwack! He nailed me between the legs with\nhis night stick. It stung. I thought I was going to vomit from the pain.\n\n\"Drop them!\" he barked again. Fearing another blow, I began to undo my jeans.\n\"Underwear too.\" he added. Quickly, I dropped my jeans and my boxers. \"Now,\nspread your legs as wide as you can.\" the cop commanded. I stepped out of my\ndropped jeans and spread my legs as far as I could. I could feel the cool\nbreeze on my low hanging sac. It tickled my ball hair.\n\nThe cop then grabbed hold of my balls. He gave them a little tug. Then, he\npulled down on them, hard. It hurt, considering what he had just done moments\nago. He held them like that. Then, I heard him get out something. He gave them\none more tug. Something cold, thin, and metallic came to rest on my sac, just\nwhere it connected to my groin.\n\nMy cock became instantly hard. I feared what was about to happen. Again, the\ncop tugged on my sac. Then, I felt his other hand quickly brush against one\nthigh, then the other. It took a second for it to hit me. My groin stung with\nexcruciating pain. I ejaculated instantly across the hood of my car. A warm\nliquid began pouring down my legs. I couldn't feel the cop tugging on my balls\nanymore. In fact, I couldn't feel my balls at all.\n\nThe cop placed a hand on my shoulder, and spun me around to face him. In one\nhand he held my dangling sac. Blood was pouring down it. It was then that it\nall came together. The bastard had cut my balls off. A wave of nausea hit me.\nAll I wanted to do was wretch.\n\n\"Quite nice.\" he commented. \"God shape. Nice and big. I'd say, golf ball size\nat least, if not bigger. And a beauty of a sac. You must be quite proud of\nthem.\" I couldn't believe it. The guy was talking about them like some\npossession. It's like it was some kind of trophy he had caught. \"But, there's\nsomething wrong. I know.\" He flashed me a purely evil grin. \"I hate breaking\nup perfectly good sets.\"\n\nThe cop grabbed my cock. The head still dripped cum from the load I had shot.\nWithout any control, my cock became rock hard again. I couldn't do anything. I\nwas still in shock. He held my cock down with his free hand. \"Here, hold these\nplease.\" he passed me my sac. I took it without thinking. It was still warm.\n\nHe then got out his knife again. I knew exactly what was going to happen. I\nwas so weak from shock I couldn't do anything, even scream. His hand with the\nknife lined up above my dick. Then, it came slamming down. There was a burst\nof pain. Once again, I shot off a load. I looked down.\n\nAll that was there was a small \u013d inch stump of bloody flesh. Cum was blasting\nout of it. The cum was pink as it mixed with the blood. I watched as I pumped\nout more cum then I have ever done before. Like my body was trying one last\ntime to expel my seed. I must have cumed for a whole three minutes. It\nwouldn't stop.\n\nFinally, it did. The cop smiled and handed me my dick. It was still hard, but\nrapidly softening, and looking off colour. I took my dick without thinking.\nLike my balls, it was still warm.\n\n\"Well, that's all.\" said the cop. \"You're free to go.\" And with that he headed\nback to his car. The cop pulled away and drove off. I stood there for a few\nminutes, my groin bleeding profusely. I ran to the back of my car. In the\nbackseat was a cooler of ice I had. I threw my cock and balls into the ice. I\npicked up my jeans and held them to my crotch, stopping the blood flow. The\nrest became fuzzy.\n\nI don't remember how, but I managed to make it to a hospital. There was quite\na stir when I got to the emergency room. I ran in, cooler in one hand, blood\nsoaked jeans pressed to my groin in the other. I was fixed up. They managed to\nreattach everything. I have the feeling back in my balls now, but my dick is\nstill without feeling. I still get erections, and I still ejaculate, I just\ncan't feel it. The feeling will probably never come back.\n\nI never did find out who the cop was. I read in the local paper latter that I\nwas the fifth of ten men to have the same thing happen. Not much has been\nheard. I was lucky. Three of the guys lost everything. Two lost their balls,\nbut had their dicks reattached. And the other four all had their balls\nreattached, but lost their dicks. I feel sorry for those guys. If I lost\nanything, I think I would have killed myself. I hope someday that cop gets a\ntaste of his own medicine. And I would like to give it to him \u2026\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 24, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 147, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Evolution of Golf Balls (Darwin Awards text - ballwasher)", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "a clown is challenged by his friends to defy logic", "Text": "` When you wash \u2018em up they go further! The latest `\n\nnominee\n\nfor this year\u2019s Darwin Award (awarded to people\n\nfor incredible\n\nfeats of stupidity) goes to....Everitt Sanchez!\n\nBased on a bet by the other members of his\n\nthreesome, Mr.\n\nSanchez tried to wash his own \u201cballs\u201d in a ball\n\nwasher at\n\nthe local golf course. Proving once again that\n\nbeer and\n\ntestosterone are a bad mix, Sanchez managed to\n\nstraddle\n\nthe ball washer and dangle his scrotum in the\n\nmachine.\n\nMuch to his dismay, one of his buddies upped the\n\nante by\n\nspinning the crank on the machine with Sanchez\u2019s\n\nscrotum\n\nin place, thus wedging them solidly in the\n\nmechanism.\n\nSanchez, who immediately passed his threshold of\n\npain,\n\ncollapsed and tumbled from his perch.\n\nUnfortunately for\n\nSanchez, the height of the ball washer was more\n\nthan a\n\nfoot higher off the ground than his testicles are\n\nin a\n\nnormal stance, and the scrotum was the weakest\n\nlink.\n\nSanchez\u2019s scrotum was ripped open during the fall,\n\nand\n\none testicle was plucked from him forever and\n\nremained\n\nin the ball washer, while the other testicle was\n\ncompressed\n\nand flattened as it was pulled between the housing\n\nof the\n\nwasher, and the rotating machinery inside.\n\nTo add insult to injury, Sanchez broke a new\n\n$300.00 driver\n\nthat he had just purchased from the pro shop, that\n\nhe was\n\nusing to balance himself. Sanchez was rushed to\n\nthe hospital\n\nfor surgery, and the remaining threesome were\n\nasked to leave\n\nthe course.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 59, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 12, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Friends Don't Let Friends Wear Penises", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "None", "Text": "Friends Don\u2019t Let Friends Wear Penises\n\n\nThe noise is almost deafening as the 50,000 fans cheer.  In one \nmass, they rise to their\nfeet waving their colored banners and swinging their arms.  I\u2019m \ncaught in the rush and\njoin in the chant, \u201cMark, Mark, Mark, Mark ...\u201d\n\nHe walks across the field turning and waving.  He reaches the \npitcher\u2019s mound and\njoins his teammates.  I watch as they\u2019re patting him on the back \nand hugging him.  The\nexcitement is a spreading contagion.\n\nThey toss him into the air, flipping him up and catching him.  He \nappears weightless\namid the mass of uniforms.  The noise from the field and stands \ncontinues to grow as\nthe head coach saunters onto the field.\n\nWhen he is noticed, the hero is placed back on his feet.  Coach \nstands before him. \nSilence is now.  A collective breath is held.  The coach spits to \nthe right never breaking\neye contact with his friend.  As their grins widen, they embrace \nand the cheers and\nscreams well up and threaten to explode the sky from around the \nearth.\n\nI feel proud and thrilled to be here witnessing this fantastic \nmoment.  The cameras move\nthe images from the field up to the giant screens surrounding the \ntop of the stadium.  I\nwatch the closest screen as it magnifies for me the activity below.\n\nHis teammates step back to allow him room.  He steps to the \nmicrophone.  His mentor\u2019s\narm lies across his shoulders.  I can see the tears gliding down \nhis cheeks.  \u201cThis is\nwhat I\u2019ve worked for my entire life.  Son, this is for you.\u201d  The \ngiant screens display a\nyoung replica of a great man, grinning from ear to ear and waving \nat his daddy.\n\nAs 50,000 fathers, sons, brothers, uncles, nephews, grandfathers, \nand best friends look\non, his friends strip him.  He waves to the crowd as he now stands \nnaked before the\nworld.  His penis erects, and I see all eight inches larger than \nlife on the giant screens.\n\nCoach slides the penectomizer over the engorged cock.  A few of his \nteammates move\nbehind him to steady him.  The crowd chants, and I join \nin, \u201cFive ... Four ... Three ...\u201d \nThe noise disappears and I stare at the giant screen.  Time has \nstopped around me.  I\nwatch him fall back into the arms of his friends.  His coach has \nmoved the black cylinder\naway from Mark\u2019s groin.  He raises the cylinder in the air with his \nright hand.  The\nswollen penis falls out and coach catches it with his left.  He \ngrips it and lifts it into the\nair.\n\nThe screams and cheers bring me back to the moment as they rise to \na deafening level. \nThe crowd has gone wild and stormed the field.  I\u2019m jumping and \nhollering and shouting\nwith the rest of them.  The clothes start coming off.  All around \nme everyone is stripping\nand shirts and jeans and shorts go flying by my face.  I turn to my \nbuddy.  As we make\neye contact, he shrugs, and his head disappears as his T-shirt is \nlifted over his head. \nMy whole group is stripping.  I pull my shirt off.\n\nWe\u2019re jumping and screaming and slapping at one another.  In the \nfrenzy, I see my\nfriends\u2019 balls bouncing around.  But, they don\u2019t have dicks.  Their \nballs are jumping out\nand swinging freely.  My older brother says, \u201cYou haven\u2019t had that \nthing cut off yet?\u201d \nThe whole group looks at my dick.  I look at their low-hanging, \nswollen balls.  Someone\nsays, \u201cSean hasn\u2019t either.\u201d  We all look at Sean\u2019s dick.\n\nThe hooting and cries of victory begin anew as we all run and jump \nour way down the\nsteps toward the exit.  I begin counting the dicks around me.  \nThere aren\u2019t many.  I\u2019m\njust not ready.  I don\u2019t want to do it.  I don\u2019t understand why it \nhas to be done, why they\nwant it done to them.  I don\u2019t let my fear show.\n\nI slap my best friend on the back and push him on.  The crowd is \ndividing, mostly to the\nright.  I stay with my buddies.  I hear, \u201cGet your penectomies \nhere!  Right over here. \nPenectomies!  Penectomies.\u201d  My heart races.  My brother \nsays, \u201cHey, bro.  Now\u2019s your\nchance.  Go get in line, man.  We\u2019ll wait here and watch.\u201d\n\nPanic surges through me.  Oh my God, I think.  I don\u2019t want to do \nthis.  I want to keep\nmy dick.  \u201cCome on, man.  Let\u2019s get in line,\u201d Sean says.  My \nfriends push me forward.\n\nI stand behind Sean.  He\u2019s trying to look over the heads of the men \nin front of him.  \u201cThis\nis great,\u201d he says to me.  \u201cThere\u2019s only about ten guys in front \nand the line\u2019s moving\nquickly.\u201d  He looks back at our group and releases a tribal war \nyell as he jumps up and\ndown and waves his arms around.\n\nWe\u2019re moving forward too quickly.  I can\u2019t think.  I don\u2019t want my \ncock cut off.  I look\nback.  My brother is talking to Jim.  They\u2019re excited.  Their \ndiscussion is animated.  I\nlook at their dickless crotches.  Their balls hang there freely.  A \nyoung man steps in line\nbehind me.  He\u2019s holding his son\u2019s hand.  I look down.  His hard-on \ncurves upward.\n\n\u201cI\u2019m next, dude,\u201d Sean pokes me, giggling.  I face forward.  \u201cGet \nyour penectomies here!\nPenectomies!  Penectomies,\u201d the man continues to boom.\n\nTwo, beefy, nude, dickless guys stand on either side of Sean.  I \nsee Sean\u2019s dick hard for\nthe only time.  He slides it into the penectomizer.  My time is \nnext.  I don\u2019t want to do\nthis.  My cock stiffens.  Sean falls back into the arms of his two, \nbeefy saviors.  They\nstand him up.  His dick falls out of the cylinder and lands on top \nthe others.  \u201cDamn,\ndude,\u201d Sean says.  He walks back to our friends away from his dick.\n\nI\u2019m gonna run.  It\u2019s not time for me to do this.  The penectomizer \nbegins swallowing my\nhard cock.  I\u2019m gonna pull out.  I don\u2019t have to do this now.  I \ncan jerk off at home tonight\nthen get penectomized at the mall tomorrow.  I feel myself falling, \nthen caught by warm,\nmoist, hard flesh.  As I\u2019m stood up, I watch my hard cock land atop \nthe others, snuggled\nnext to Sean\u2019s.\n\nMy balls bounce freely as I rejoin my friends.  They all pat me on \nthe back and\ncongratulate me.  I\u2019m all smiles.  My brother says, \u201cAren\u2019t you \nglad, man, you got rid of\nthat?\u201d  I say, \u201cI sure am, Bboy.  I sure am!\u201d", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 130, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Real Discussion Posts", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "In my many internet searches for \u201ccut off his penis\u201d and such, I\u2019ve found some interesting stories, posts, etc. I recently found two separate discussion board posts from two different women with some great ideas, so I combined the two and embellished a bit to create the following\u2026", "Text": "` RE:Masterbation prevention and punishment. `\n\nI agree that men and boys should not be allowed to masterbate. They need to be\ntaught early that the penis is for a woman\u2019s pleasure (if she likes it)and for\nmaking babies. Until a man gets married or has a girlfriend, he should save\nthe penis for his future woman. Then it belongs to her, and she has complete\ncontrol of it. Whatever she wants to do with her property (anything or\nnothing) is up to her. He shouldn\u2019t be abusing her property or using it for\nselfish pleasure. If she wants to use her penis a lot, a bit, or not at all is\nup to her. If she wants to remove it, that\u2019s her decision too. The person who\nposted earlier that masterbators need to be castrated had the right idea.\nCutting off their balls might be sufficient. Of course the best way to prevent\nmasterbation would be to cut off the penis. The real threat of penectomy would\nkeep guys in line. And it would be the perfect prevention and punishment, too.\nNot just masterbation prevention, but unwanted pregnancy and rape as well.\nIt\u2019s ridiculous for women to have to worry constantly about birth control and\nsexual attack. People think the only sure way to prevent pregnancy is for\nwomen to have major surgery. Why not some minor surgery on all men? The penis\nis really unnecessary, so why not remove it? There goes all possibility of\nunwanted pregnancy, sexually transmitted disease, and rape. Most women could\ndo just as well or better without those things, and men can learn to do\nwithout them, too. I know men would be much better lovers without them, and\nit\u2019s women\u2019s turn to get some real attention and pleasure in bed. So my\nsuggestion and goal in life is to spread the idea of a dickless world. I\u2019d\nlike to found the World Penectomy Society. Who wants to join? Valerie\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Vets Assistants' Conversion", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Testicle Harvest", "Text": "I shall call myself Jan. A few years ago, I was a vet's assistant to Trudie\nMostrue, the Swedish vet featured on TV. I was present when she held\ncastration afternoons once a week. I noted how she became turned on, excited,\nby taking the animals' balls. Indeed, she hardly made a secret of her pleasure\nin castrating them. ( Just check you video recordings) She particularly liked\ntaking the balls of Alsations, because she said they were the nearest thing to\na man's balls. And, if you remember, she bragged about her testicle\ncollection!  \nWell, I think that's what got me me into it! Whilst I was assisting her in\ncastrating everything from a gerbil to a pussycat, I became friendly with\nanother assistant, Joanne.  \nAfter work, one evening, we chatted about the procedure and discovered that we\nboth got a thrill from seeing these males being robbed of their bollocks. I\ndon''t know whether it's because we envy them their pleasure without\nresponsibiliy, or if it's a primaeval resentment about the different roles we\nare assigned. Whatever, we soon cooked up a plan.  \nOne Tuesday, we girls got dressed up to the nines, found a hot bar, and set\nabout grooming a victim. We didn't have long to wait. He was a nineteen year\nold student called Jack. Very handsome, in a boy next door kind of way, and\nwith a nice personality. Once semi drunk, it was no problem to entice him back\nto our flat.  \n  \nWe had a lovely romp, stripped him off and gave him the benefit of two on one.\nSucked him off - wanked him stupid and fingered him rotten. He was delirious.\nFinally, having shot his load twice, he slumped into something like a coma and\nwas totally chilled out.  \nThat was when we got our plan into action.  \n  \nWith his legs splayed out, his testicles hanging low and contented, it was an\neasy matter to slip a silk thread looped around his jewels...  \n  \nSlowly, we tightened the loop, cutting of the blood supply to his balls. He\ndidn't notice, being well knackered. We slowly and increasingly pulled on the\nends of the thread until we could see that his balls had turned black. We just\nheld the pressure. After only a few minutes, we determined that his balls must\nbe dead. he was still fast asleep.  \n  \nWe nodded to each other. I took a sharp knife and slowly drew it up through\nthe top of his scrotum and his balls dropped into my hand. There was a little\nblood but he never stirred. Then I placed a hot knife against the stumpy bit\nand it sizzled briefly, sealing the blood vessels. There was little blood. I\nput his balls in a jar.  \n  \nWe girls just embraced ourselves in joy. It was our first castration outing\nand it had gone like a dream.  \n  \nNext morning, Jack woke up and looked a mite confused. What's the matter, we\nasked? Sudenly, his hands went to his genital area and he was shocked. \"Where\nare my balls?\" he exploded.  \nWe handed him a jam-jar with his stones floating in it. \"There you go, hero\"!  \n  \nWe never heard from him again... Surprise, surprise!  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Quick & The Eunuch", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Gunfighter babe shot off bad guy's dick", "Text": "I was the fastest gun in the Old West. But I never killed a man. I preferred\nto make money off my other great talent: card games, especially poker. It was\na lot more profitable. But the fast draw did come in handy. Losers liked to\ndispute the game. A six shooter pointing in their faces made life easy for me.\n\nI was not only fast, I was sharp. I liked to fire from the hip. Why waste time\nbringing the gun up? My favorite way to practice was to have my girlfriend\nthrow stones into the air. I drew and hit the them, firing from the hip.\nWithin thirty yards, it was usually no problem.\n\nUnfortunately we could not practice a lot. She was a teacher in Phoenix. I had\nto follow the game, wherever there was good money. It was very good money, but\na hard life. All the men thought that a single woman, traveling alone, should\nbe free sex for them. It did not help that I was beautiful. You would be\namazed by the things they tried even in a bigger town with a sheriff. A six\nshooter pointing in their faces made life easy for me.\n\nIt was my second day in Boulder, Colorado. I had a good run in the poker game\nin Nick\u2019s Hotel. I liked the place. Nick was a small thin man, all smile and\nfriendly until you started trouble. He had you out on the street on your ass\nin half a second. He did not like having furniture fixed or replaced. He was\nequally good with fists, gun or knife. You could play a good game of cards in\nthere.\n\nThere were five men at the table, and me. The one to my left was particularly\nobnoxious. He was ugly and loud, making lewd remarks continuously. He smelled\ntoo. And keep staring at my chest. I did not mind that too much. He could not\npay much attention to the game. It was the man in the blue shirt, sitting\nacross the table, I was afraid of. He was quiet. He kept looking at my hands,\nmy posture, my expression. He was trying to read my tale. He was happy to have\nsmelly distract me. This guy was another pro.\n\nSmelly liked to get his hand on me. That\u2019s the annoying part. I had already\nhit him twice with my fan, a fan with hard wood frame, a secret weapon. I\nreminded myself to bring my iron framed fan next time I came down, just in\ncase this smelly son-of-a-bitch also showed up.\n\nHe had a six and three tens. I had a pair of fours and a pair of queens up. My\nother card was a four. I knew he was bluffing. When he was really excited, he\nmoved his head slightly to the right. So I called. His fifth card was an ace.\nThere went his last dollar. Suddenly he hollered: \u201cYou cheating bitch. I am\ngoing to make you cough it back up.\u201d As he turned the table over, his hands\nreached out for my tits. Trapped in my chair, I could only put my arms up. He\ngot his hand on my right tit and squeezed hard.\n\n\u201cOUTSIDE\u201d. It was Nick barking at the top of his voice. The place became very\nquite. Smelly let go of me and stepped back. I turned. Nick had two double-\nbarrel shot guns, one in each hand. One pointed at smelly and the other one at\nme. The barrels were sawed of, with no more than four inches sticking out. At\nthat range, it was not going to miss.\n\nNick marched us outside, his shotguns steady. Smelly was screaming again and\nagain: \u201cI kill you, bitch.\u201d Nick just shouted him down: \u201cTwenty feet away from\neach other, I call one-two-three and you draw. I shoot the one who touches the\ngun before I count to three. Understood?\u201d Nick pointed one gun at the ground\nand told me to stand there. He walked a few steps to mark the twenty feet and\ntold smelly: \u201cget your ass over here.\u201d Then he step away to one side, equal\ndistance from us. His two shot guns still pointing at us.\n\n\u201cGet ready.\u201c Hands drop down, half an inch away from the holsters. My heart\nbeat seemed to slow down. Time seemed to slow down. \u201cOne\u201d I saw smelly\nclearly, every hair, every pore. \u201cTwo\u201d I saw his hand shaking a little. He had\nquite a bit of whisky in the hotel. \u201cThree\u201d I drew my gun, rotating it forward\nas I pulled it up. As soon as it cleared the holster, I fired. I liked to hit\nthe feet. It was the first target. It was enough to end a fight. I wish I\nnever had to kill a man. At that range, I could not miss. And I did not. But I\nwas really mad. My right tit burned with humiliation. I felt so violated. So I\ncontinued to bring up the gun and fired again at his couch. As the second\nbullet hit him, he fired and hit the ground two feet in front of me. Then he\ncollapsed. The whole street was dead silent, except the saloon girls. They\nwere cheering wildly, screaming and jumping up and down.\n\nI spent that night with the most beautiful girl from the big saloon next door.\nAfter making love, we naturally talked about that afternoon\u2019s gun fight. She\ntold me I blew off smelly\u2019s dick and his left ball. His right ball was OK. The\ndoctor\u2019s maid told everyone who wanted to hear. \u201cYou don\u2019t know how much every\ngirl in town hates that SOB. He apparently has money from somewhere. But he is\nmean and tightfisted. He is the most obnoxious man this side of Mississippi. I\nhate that smell. It\u2019s a torture to go to bed with him. You are the greatest\nheroine to us working girls in this town. Believe me, you can have your pick\nof the beauties and most of us would sleep with you for free.\u201d\n\nThat was the only time I shot a man\u2019s dick off.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 115, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Prisoner awaiting sentence", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "How I was trapped by my ex-wife", "Text": "The first thing that I noticed, was how clold it was. I stirred and came into\na full waking state. The last thing I remembered was being at a bar and these\ntwo women buying me drinks. We had talked for a long time and then I blanked\nout.\n\nI was on a cold floor. The room was strange. Three white walls and a wall of\nbars just like a jail cell.\n\nThere was one other thing. I was naked as a Jay Bird. My ring had even been\ntaken! I looked at a wall outside the bars. As I tried to see, I could only\nsee that it led down a long hallway that gave me limited vision of it.\n\nI heard a distant muffled sound that gave me chills. It sounded like a man\nscreaming. Goose bumps covered my naked flesh. I wanted to call out but was\nafraid to.\n\nI tried to open the barred door but it was too solid. This room was made to\nkeep people in it.\n\nA while later I heard voices and the sound of people coming down the hall\ntowards me. They were female voices. Three women appeared at the door. I\nrecognized one of them as one of my customers. She was always very quiet and\nthere was one other thing that I knew about her. She did NOT like men!\n\nThey opened the door and walked up to me. I noticed that 2 of them carried\nhuge kitchen knives.\n\n\"Do everything we say!\" was all the first one said.\n\nShe handed me an electric shaver and said, \"Shave your face!\".\n\nI took the razor and did as she ordered, very nervous about the knives they\nwere brandishing. It was then that I noticed that I had a full erection going.\n\nOne of the women acted disgusted and said, \"Typical Pig Male! Get's a hard\ncock for no reason!\"\n\nAfter I shaved the two with the knives stood on both sides of me. One firmly\ngrabbed my throbbing penis. To my horror, she put the blade to the base of my\nshaft and said \"You come with us! Any fighting and I'll cut your penis off!\"\n\nI walked with them and the blade never left it's mark. I was so scared.\n\nI was led into a room with a huge altar. There were handcuffs and leg irons\nattatched to it. I notices one other thing. The altar was stained with redness\nright where someone's crotch would be. I was pushed over to the altar where I\nwas chained and cuffed in a big, tight, spread X!\n\n\"What's going on?\" I asked almost crying.\n\nOne of them again grabbed my throbbing penis and said \"Talk again and you lose\nyour cock!\"\n\nI shut up immediately.\n\nSlowly the room began to fill with women. They were all naked. The three that\nhad taken me undressed. But it was the last one to enter the room that shocked\nme the most. Standing there fully nude with her huge 44DD breasts swaying\nabout, was my ex-wife. She smiled a truly evil smile. I had caught her with\nwomen several times and had heard that she was now fully Lesbian.\n\nAnd then she said the words that chilled me done to my naked bones. \"Time to\nbe sentenced!\"\n\nTo be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "On A Bus (straight, nullification, forced TG)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "TITLE:: On a Bus  \nDESCRIPTION:: STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, Forced TG & Prostitution  \nAUTHOR NAME::  \nAUTHOR E-MAIL::  \nB1: Submit `\n\n`STORY DESCRIPTION:: `\n\n`Man, car in shop, takes bus meets woman who changes him forever.  \n  \n`\n\n`BODY:: `\n\n`I hate taking the bus. But, my car was in the shop and I had to get to work.\nDamn public transportation. You meet such lowlifes on it. What's that old\nwoman looking at? She's coming over to sit next to me. \"You have pretty eyes\",\nshe said \"Much to pretty for a big tough man like yourself\". I don't mind\nflattery but there was something..different about this woman. I am a big man.\n6'4\" 210lbs I work out about 3 times a week and I am 36 years old. I mumbled\nsome incorherent thanks and turned back to my newspaper. \"That's no way to\ntreat a compliment\" she barked. I said I was sorry and tried to focus on the\nsports section. I couldn't. I could feel her eyes boring into me through the\nstory about the Jets. Well, it was time for me to get off and I stumbled off\nwith the crowds. About a hundred feet a way I started to forget about the\nunique woman as I blended into the crowd. I heard a yell, \"HIM!\" and suddenly\nfelt my arms pulled back and all went dark as something !  \nwas pulled over my head. There where shouts and then I was tossed into a\nvechicle. I felt a sharp pain in my arm then I was out. I don't know how long\nI was out. I was naked strapped spread eagle and standing in front of me was\nthe old woman. \"You should respect your elders.\" she laughed as she removed a\nwig, and her cloak to reveal a 30ish raven haired sexy woman in a tight\nleather cat suit. \"I'll fix it so you listen to me forever and do some good in\nthe world by making others happy\" she laughed again. I couldn't reply. I was\ngagged. One moment she was standing there the next I looked down and she and\nanother maybe a doctor/nurse was doing something to my cock and balls but I\nfelt hazy. When I awoke again I stood up and walked weak kneed across the room\nand saw what they had done in the mirror. I was a woman!! I was dressed like a\ncheap whore and they had cut off my cock and balls and I had a vagina. She\ncame back into the room. \"You are now my whore\". I was sent to the streets to\nwork bjs and get fucked many times a !  \nnight for $5 to $20 a man, depending on the time of the day and the weather. I\nbrought home all the money to my owner and she allowed me once a week to lick\nher ass and sometimes drink her piss. I am happy. `", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 60, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Wife's Penis Guillotine", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY TEASE", "Summary": "A man and his wife role play with a real penis guillotine that she has.", "Text": "My hands are cuffed behind my back and my feet are shackled.\n\nShe guides my member through the hole.\n\nShe then secures my body against the device so I cannot pull out.\n\nShe then unties the rope and holds it in her hand and starts to raise it\nslowly.\n\nI know I have no escape I am done for I am helpless in her device.\n\nThe blade gets higher, higher and higher still until it reaches the top.\n\nShe looks at me with her intense eyes.\n\nShe knows IM guilty.\n\nI know IM guilty.\n\nThe blade is menacing.\n\nShe lets the rope slip a few inches and the blade drops.\n\nI am sweating and scared.\n\nShe lets the rope slip a little more and I jump a little.\n\nShe smiles her evil grin at me.\n\nI almost panic.\n\nShe lets the rope slip some more.\n\nI say please.\n\nShe smiles evilly again.\n\nShe picks up a cigarette from the table and places it in her mouth.\n\nI stare at her.\n\nShe grabs her lighter and lights the cigarette.\n\nShe just stands there smoking her cigarette with one hand while holding the\nrope with her other.\n\nI am waiting for her to let go of the rope by accident but she doesn't.\n\nShe finishes her cigarette and puts it out.\n\nI wonder what is coming next.\n\nI ask her to let me out.\n\nShe just shakes her head no.\n\nI ask again.\n\nShe looks at me with an angry look and then lets the rope slip a little more.\n\nThe heavy razor blade is still near to the top of the nine foot tall rails.\n\nShe tells me she knows about me sleeping my high school girlfriend.\n\nI think oh my God she knows she really, really knows.\n\nShe slowly raises the blade back to the top of the rails.\n\nI look intensely at the razor blade.\n\nShe tells me not to worry.\n\nI ask her to please let me out.\n\nShe says no.\n\nI fight my restraints to no avail.\n\nShe laughs at my pitiful attempts to escape.\n\nI breathe harder and panic.\n\nShe tells me there is no escape.\n\nI beg her to let me out.\n\nShe tells me that my dick must be cut off.\n\nI beg her louder.\n\nShe laughs at me again.\n\nI cant escape.\n\nI want to be set free.\n\nShe tells me that I will not commit adultery against her and I will pay for my\nsin.\n\nI am scared and begin to shed tears.\n\nShe gets angry and yells at me loudly to respect her.\n\nI look down for fear and say yes ma'am.\n\nI plead with her in tears for my manhood.\n\nShe stands still.\n\nI tell her that I will never sleep with another woman again.\n\nShe tells me if she lets the razor blade drop it will be certain I wont do it\nagain.\n\nI ask her for forgiveness.\n\nShe gives it.\n\nShe then lets me out of all my restraints with one hand.\n\nI am free to escape and I pull my manhood out of the hole.\n\nShe tells me that this was a great role play session and I agree with her.\n\nShe then lets go of the rope and the razor sharp blade comes screaming down\nthe rails.\n\nIt slams into the bottom with a loud bang.\n\nShe tells me that could have been my dick.\n\nI tell her thank you for letting me out.\n\nShe smiles at me.\n\nWe then go up stairs and have hot sex all night long.\n\nShe tells me that maybe she will let the blade go next time.\n\nMy heart almost failed when I hear that.\n\n...To be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 23, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 71, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "O' Canada, the Cocks Stand", "Tags": "TG, TESTICLES", "Summary": "en garde for thee", "Text": "New Page 1\n\n\u2021\n\nThe X chromosome puts the classy twinklein her eye and special sense in her\nsensuality. The Y chromosome gives her a cute cock. The Why chromosome asks no\nquestions.\n\nYou reach her by starting at the Russian flag under the North Pole, then\npicking up her long young trail southerly downYonge Street, race a few\nthousand kilometers past thousands of beavers and past thousands of genitalia\nof all ten genders, and you\u2019re there. There in TO,where she is handy good at\nGoodhandy\u2019s.\n\nThe tranny chasers sneak a peek. The enlightened can tell her ancestors were\nGreek. Unable to speak, He 1 kissed herfeet. He 2 kissed her lips and her\ncock.\n\nShe describes herself as pansexual, which means she has been known to do\nerotic prospecting and probing with kitchenutensils. It means other things as\nwell.\n\nShe wears a loadstone pendant on a silver necklace. She\u2019s seen all the movies\nby Linda Lovelace.\n\nThe mystical magnetic properties of loadstone (AKA leadstone and lodestone)\nare well known. Most everything else iswell unknown.\n\nThe pink pail is loaded with loads. He 2 kicks a broken condom off the chair,\nas upon his lap she soon is to dance, thevirile vision in his two-Labatts\ntrance.\n\n\u201cWhat\u2019s the kinkiest sex you\u2019ve had,\u201d asks He 2. \u201cThe list is shorter for the\nkinkiest things yet to bedone,\u201d she answers.\n\n\u201cWhat\u2019s the kinkiest thing you\u2019ve done lately,\u201d He 2 counter-probes. And, this\nis the story she told:\n\n\u2021\n\nHe 1\u2019s balls were on fire. Figuratively in some ways, and in most ways\nliterally.\n\nShe was brunette that day, that day of daze and blaze. And, her lovely white\nskin was draped in ebony silk lingerie. He1 just had to stay.\n\nHis heart had melted for her. His balls might as well follow. In the distance,\nthe not-too-distant future, was heard the lovely sound of a swallow.\n\nHer movement was deft. Without disturbing her exquisite French manicure, she\npulled with her left and snipped with herright. From the ass popped the dildo\nopus, from the flames came the testes flamb\u00e9, to the owner\u2019s mouth they\nreturned.\n\nFollowed by the dildo he yearned.\n\nWith a smile of delight, he kissed her perfect feet. His smile widened further\nbeyond belief when his happy glazed eyessaw that the exquisite French had been\nthere first.\n\n\u2021\n\nForlovely NS \u2013 North _and_ South\n\n\u2021\n\n...to be continued ...\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hot Summer Night", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A gay pedophile is unmanned.", "Text": "I started messing around with younger boys when I was 13. At first, it was\njust groping and jerking off, but I eventually graduated to blowing and\nbuttfucking  \nBy the time I was 26, I had a routine worked out. I would show the boy who\ninterested me that I had a boner and watch his reaction. If he wasn't\nrepelled, I'd feel him up. If he didn't know how to jerk off already, I'd\nteach him. For some time, usually several weeks, we groped each other and\njerked each other off.  \nThen, one day while we were jerking off together, or jerking each other off,\nI'd suddenly go down on him and blow him to orgasm. I didn't ask him to do it\nto me. Rather, we'd go on for several weeks with me blowing him and him\njerking me off.. If he offered to blow me, we'd 69 for a few weeks . If he\ndidn't offer to blow me, I'd ask him to let me buttfuck him.  \nI have a fairly long but thin dick, 6 inches long but only about 5/8\" thick.\nUsually, it didn't hurt at all to take it up the ass Most of the boys I\nbuttfucked enjoyed it, those who didn't reacted in various ways. Some avoided\nme thereafter., some went back to letting me blow them and jerking me off.\nSome got mad but didn't do anything about it.  \nAfter all, most boys, back then, didn't dare talk to their parents about the\ndirty stuff we were doing . Also, I bribed them with candy and cigarettes and\ntook them to the movies. So, I didn't believe that I had anything to worry\nabout.  \nI lived in a third-floor walkup apartment. I kept cool in the summer by\nsitting around in my undershorts with a couple of electric fans blowing on me\nand drinking cold beer which I kept in the ice-box in the back hall. I would\nhave all the windows and the back door open. The screen door was held shut by\na spring, without any hook or bolt.  \nOne sweltering August evening, I went out to the kitchen on my way to the ice-\nbox for a bottle of beer, when the screen door opened, five men in work\nclothes with bandanna handkerchiefs over their faces, rushed into the kitchen,\ngrabbed me, gagged me, and tied my hands behind by back in less time than it\ntakes to read about it. I never had time to put up a fight or make an outcry.  \nOne of the men was wearing a sheathed hunting knife on his belt. He drew it,\npulled down my boxer shorts, and grabbed my balls. Then, of course, I started\nto struggle, but, with four men holding me, I couldn't do much. One quick\nslash and it was over and he was holding my balls up before my eyes. I\nfainted. When I came to, the men and my balls were gone. I was lying on the\nlinoleum bleeding but untied, though still gagged.  \nI pulled out the gag and phoned the police. I tried to stanch the bleeding by\nholding a rolled-up towel tightly between my thighs. I couldn't provide the\npolice with any useful information inasmuch as I couldn't identify any of my\nassailants. Obviously, I played it dumb about the reason for the attack.  \nI was back from the hospital the next day, neatly sewed up down below. After a\nfew days of rest (I told my boss that I'd ruptured myself and had to have an\nemergency operation for it.) I was out and about again. I quickly learned that\nonly the police and I didn't know who had castrated me.  \nThe whole neighborhood seemed to know about it. The men smirked at me and\nhoisted their balls when we met on the street; the women sniffed at me and\nlooked away, and the boys openly laughed at me and made remarks, especially\nJosh Black, the last boy not to like being buttfucked by me.An older boy\nshowed me a boner and sneered \"Wouldn't you like to be able to do this ?\" I\nwas so shattered emotionally that I actually bursted into tears and ran back\nto my apartment.  \nI moved out of the neighborhood as soon as possible and later out of the city,\nbut I can't run away from the emptiness of my own life.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 75, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR.....", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "I WANTED MY HUSBAND TO GET IN TOUCH WITH HIS FEMININE SIDE. I WAS PREPARED FOR WHAT I GOT...", "Text": "` I MET HERE ON THE INTERNET---A HAIRCHAT ROOM WHERE WE TRADED HAIR REMOVAL\nFANTASIES. SHE WAS GOOD AT CYBER--I WAS GOOD AT BEING ON THE RECIEVING END. I\nMENTIONED ONE DAY IT MIGHT BE FUN IF SHE DID MY HUSBAND. HELPED HIM GET IN\nTOUCH WITH THE WOMAN INSIDE HIM. `\n\n\"I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO TRY THAT\" LISA SAID IN A MESSAGE AFTER A GREAT\nORGASIM. \"DO YOU THINK HE WOULD LET ME\"?? I WILL JUST SEND HIM TO YOU FOR A\nREAL HAIRCUT--DO WITH HIM AS YOU PLEASE--I SAID OFFHANDELY. WE SET THE\nAPPOINTMENT UP FOR SATURDAY.\n\nI TOLD MY HUSBAND I HAD AN APPOINTMENT FOR A HAIRCUT AND A SHAVE AT A NEW\nBARBER I HAD MET. HE WAS VERY EXCITED ABOUT THE PROSPECT, AND WENT TO THE\nAPPOINTMENT WILLINGLY.\n\n\"HI--I AM LISA. ARE YOU FRANK?\" SHE ASKED AS HE WALKED THRU THE DOOR. \"UHM YES\n---THERESA SENT ME\"..\" AHH YES---PLEASE HAVE A SEAT AND I WILL LOCK THE DOOR--\nIT IS LATE AND I AM TIRED\".\n\nSHE LOCKED THE DOOR AND TURNED TO MYHUSBAND. HMMMM...YOU NEED LOTS OF WORK.\nSHE TURNED HIM AWAY FROM THE MIRROR AND THEN QUICKLY TIED HIM IN THE CHAIR. A\nSRAP ACROSS HIS CHEST--WRISTS WERE TIED DOWN ON THE ARNRESTS AND AT THE\nELBOWS. SHE QUICKLY STRIPPED OFF HIS PANTS AND TIED HIS ANKLES WIDE APART. \"OH\nMY--LOOK AT THAT UGLY THING STICKING IT'S HEAD UP\". WELL TO WORK---SHE QUICKLY\nWASHED HIS HAIR AND THEN PUT PERM RODS IN HIS HAIR---A CURLY PERM WAS IN\nORDER. MY HUSBAND HAD BEEN PROTETING, BUT LISA SHOVED A WASHCLOTH IN HIS\nMOUTH. SHE TILTED THE CHAIR BACK AND PREPARED TO SHAVE HIS FACE AND PUBIC. HE\nWAS SCARED. OFF CAME THE SIDEBURNS AND THEN THE FACIAL HAIR. CLIPPERS MADE\nSHORT WORK OF THE PUBIC MOP AND THEN A RAZOR MADE IT BABY SMOOTH. \"HMMM---\nTHERESA SAID YOU SHOULD GET IN TOUCH WITH YOUR FEMININE SIDE....\"\n\nSHE WENT TO THE PHONE AND CALLED A FRIEND. THE PERM WAS FINISHED, JUST AS\nTHERE WAS A KNOCK AT THE DOOR. LISA OPENED IT AND THE KISSED HER LOVER--WENDY.\nTHEY BOTH TURNED AND LAUGHED AT MY HUSBAND IN THE CHAIR AND AT HIS\nPREDICIMENT. WENDY APPROACHED AND FODLED HIS COCK. \"HMMMM...A VASECTOMEY IS\nNOT ENOUGH--LET'S CASTRATE HIM!!!!\"\n\nHE TRIED TO GET AWAY--STRUGGLING AS THEY PAINTED HIM FROM BELLY BUTTON TO MID\nTHIGH--ARRANGED INSTRUMENTS NEXT TO HIM---AND THEN BEGAN INJECTING ANESTHESIA\nINTO HIS PENIS AND TESTICLES. THE ERECTION FADED--ALL SENSATION WAS GONE AS\nWENDY PICKED UP HER SCALPEL AND QUICKLY CUT TEM FROM HIS BODY.\n\nLISA FINISHED TURNING HIM INTO A WOMAN AND DROPPED HIM OFF ON OUR DOORSTEP. HE\nHAS BEEN VERY TRANQUIL SINCE THEN. BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR---IT JUST\nMIGHT HAPPEN......  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Missed Connection With My Manhood", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A newly dickless man seeks cutter to finish the job.", "Text": "missed connection with my cock - m4m\n\nI was cruising the gloryholes in the second floor restroom at the AMC 12 last\nthursday, around 11:30pm. It was fairly quiet, but a finger reached through\nthe hole in the second stall closest to the wall where I was stationed. I\nbrought my dick up to the hole and stuck it through. About six inches, thick,\ncurved slightly downward, big purple head, black hair at the base. You sucked\nme like a Dyson until i came, a huge load. Best blowjob of my life, I must\nadmit. Next thing I knew, i fell backward into the stall covered in blood.\nWhere my cock had been was now a ragged bleeding wound. It was so sudden i\ndidn't really register what had happened, but i heard a toilet flush and the\nnext door over open and slam shut.\n\nI woke up in St. Luke's Presbyterian the next day. Needless to say, they\ndidn't find anything to reattach, so they sewed me up, leaving an opening to\npiss from. I don't think I'll ever get used to how pathetic it looks, urine\nspraying from that ragged, shaved scar. So, um, yeah.\n\nI hear they've since closed up the gloryholes in the AMC bathrooms, but if you\nwere the person in the stall who decided that I didn't need my cock anymore,\nget in touch. I've got a big hanging set of balls for you to take away from me\ntoo. Not like I need them now.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "\"Evenin' Dearie\"", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Two young women are abroad on a cold foggy night in Victorian London. They are bound on a serious mission ....", "Text": "` \"Evenin' Dearie\" `\n\nby\n\nKortpeel\n\n___________________________________________________________________\n\nWhitechapel. 1888\n\n\"It's a good night for a murder, ain't it?\"\n\n\"Shut up, Bet. Someone 'll 'ear you.\"\n\nBetty stared through the thick, choking fog of the cold November night. She\ncould make out the weak yellow glimmer of the gas lamp further down the alley.\nWay off there was the clop-clop of a cab horse taking a late night traveller\nhome. Then it was quiet, as silent as death.\n\n\"Reckon he'll come, Alice?\" Betty spoke in a whisper.\n\n\"Good chance. This is his sort o' night.\" Alice was whispering too.\n\nBetty shivered as a chill ran down her spine. \"Cor ! Someone trod on me grave.\nBleedin' creepy wiv no-one about.\"\n\n\"They're all in bed. Best place to be on a night like this.\"\n\nThe two women huddled together against the wall in the alleyway. They waited\nand listened. After a while they could just make out the tapping of a cane on\nthe cobbles.\n\n\"It's him.\"\n\n\"I'm gonna be sick,\" Betty said.\n\n\"Wait 'til afterwards. You know what to do?\"\n\nThey could see the outline of the man against the gaslight. He wore a top hat\nand a cape. He was sauntering and swinging his cane without a care in the\nworld.\n\nIt's funny how blokes don't get frightened, Betty thought. And here's me\nscared stiff.\n\nAlice gave her a nudge. It was time.\n\n\"Evenin' dearie. Can I give you a good time?\"\n\nBetty must have surprised the man, emerging from the shadows like that, but if\nso he recovered quickly.\n\n\"Why bless my soul! You certainly do keep late hours my dear.\" The man spoke\nin a pleasant, well modulated voice.\n\n\"A girl's got to earn a living, kind sir.\"\n\n\"Of course you do. And in this weather I'll wager there aren't too many\ncustomers for your services.\"\n\n\"That is a fact, Sir. The gentlemen like to keep themselves buttoned up.\"\n\n\"Hmm. I can see why. Still, I think you could show me a good time. A very good\ntime, in fact.\"\n\nOh gawd, it ain't 'im. This is just a regular gent, Betty was thinking. At\nthat moment Alice hit him on the back of his neck with a gin bottle and he\nwent down.\n\nHe stayed down, motionless.\n\nThey stared at him for a moment. \"He ain't dead, is he?\"\n\nAlice knelt by him. \"Naah. He's still breathin'.\"\n\n\"That ain't him though,\" Betty said. \"You bashed the wrong bloke.\"\n\n\"No I didn't. Have a butchers at this.\" She showed Betty the surgeon's\nscalpel. \"That was in his hand. He was gonna do for you, Bet.\"\n\nThey looked at the unconscious man. \"What the hell are we gonna do Alice? I\ncan't kill him, no matter how much he deserves it.\"\n\n\"Think what that bastard did to Polly and Kate. What about poor Mary Kelly,\nbless her?\"\n\n\"Perhaps \u2026. If we gave him a taste of his own medicine?\"\n\nAlice smiled. \"You mean cut him a bit? Down there, like what he done to the\nothers?\"\n\nBetty was getting over her shock. \"Let's get his pants down.\"\n\nWhatever else, those two women knew how to get a man's trousers off. It took\nbut seconds.\n\nAlice felt the genitals. \"I'll do his balls. You can cut off his pecker.\"\n\n\"Okay. But he's still out. Shouldn't we wait 'til he wakes up?\"\n\n\"Bet, you wearin' drawers?\"\n\n\"No. I washed 'em and they haven't dried. Can't put 'em on wet.\"\n\n\"Well stand over him and piss on his face. That'll wake him up.\"\n\n\"I usually charge 'em half a crown for this,\" Betty said in full flow. \"This\none's getting it free.\"\n\n\"Perverts, God bless 'em,\" Alice muttered. \"Here, he's wakin' up.\"\n\nThe man tried to sit up but Betty's skirt and petticoats stopped him.\n\n\"What's happening? What's going on?\" the man said.\n\nBetty got off him and held him down with one foot on his throat.\n\n\"Nothing much. You're just having your balls cut off,\" Alice told him. \"Do\ntake it like a man. It's your last chance to be one.\"\n\n\"No, wait. Don't. I'll give you money -\" The man struggled. He threw Betty off\nand started to sit up.\n\nAlice moved the scalpel. \"Too late, dearie. Now be a good boy. We ain't\nfinished yet.\"\n\nAlice pushed the flat of her hand hard into his face and he went down again.\nMoving quickly she sat on his face so he couldn't get up. \"Keep still or I'll\nfart.\" she warned as he began to wriggle under her.\n\nBetty had hold of the pecker and scalpel. Her cut was right at the root. It\nwent all limp and squishy in her hand as it came away.\n\nAlice stood up and looked down at their victim. He lay trembling in a foetal\nposition clutching his groin. \"Well, Mr. Jack the bloody Ripper, you got a\ntaste of the knife yourself tonight.\" Alice gave him a kick on his backside.\n\"Not so hot now, are you?\"\n\n\"Is he all right?\" Betty asked.\n\n\"Shouldn't think so. Come on Bet, let's go home.\"\n\nAnd that's what they did.\n\nEnd\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 82, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 121, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Playing Lukas Sorensen - Chapter 94", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Matthew learns the secret of mind control.", "Text": "Chapter 94\n\nMatthew frowned. He didn\u2019t understand where the arrow had come from. Turner\nwas clutching it, and lowering himself to his knees. The head of it was\nsticking out of his chest, directly out of the middle of it. Matthew watched\nhis face as the poor man winced in pain. Together with Lukas, he stepped\ntoward the man.\n\nFrom behind him, from across the stream, a figure suddenly appeared. The kid,\nJimmy or Jacob, stepped forward. The last time Matthew had seen him had been\nin a lift at the hospital. And now, here he was, somewhere in South America.\nAnd not \u2013 Matthew stared at his groin. The kid hadn\u2019t been castrated, no. From\nunderneath his little rectangle of fabric his cock and balls were clearly\nvisible. It wasn\u2019t big enough to hide them.\n\nMatthew stared and swallowed, and supposed that it was him who had been done\ninstead of Jimmy. He felt suddenly more naked.\n\n\u2018Did I get him?\u2019 the kid said, putting his emphasis on the \u201cI\u201d as though it\nmight have been someone else.\n\nLukas nodded.\n\nThe kid stepped around the man and came to stand beside Lukas and Matthew.\n\nTurner wasn\u2019t dead. He was wincing up at them, and leaning backwards onto an\nelbow, so that he was lying awkwardly on the ground.\n\nBetween his legs, Matthew could see what they had done to him, could see what\nRodney had done. And they hadn\u2019t bothered fixing the guy up. The place where\nhis cock and balls had been was a mass of twisted scars.\n\nMatthew stepped forward. He squatted down in front of Turner. The guy was in\npain, obviously, his face working.\n\n\u2018They\u2019ve left me now,\u2019 he said, looking up at Matthew.\n\nMatthew nodded.\n\nHe wanted to do something, wanted to reach forward and take the arrow out of\nthe guy\u2019s chest, but he didn\u2019t know how that was possible.\n\nSuddenly he was aware of other figures and he looked up. A guy in his\ntwenties, with his cock and balls also, and beside him, holding his hand, a\nlittle boy of ten or eleven who had lost his, and had been made like Matthew\nand Lukas.\n\n\u2018I\u2019ve made a bonfire,\u2019 Turner said, speaking with difficulty. \u2018It\u2019s to the\nwest, about three and half miles. In a clearing on the plateau. If you can\never get to it, and light it\u2026\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded. But he knew it was hopeless. They would never have enough\ncontrol over themselves to light it \u2013 and even if they did, who would see it?\nNo one knew where they were.\n\nTurner closed his eyes and lay back sideways in the grass. Matthew didn\u2019t know\nwhy, but he couldn\u2019t help himself. He reached his hand out, and stroked the\nguy\u2019s hair away from his brow.\n\nAfter a minute or so, there was blood on his lips. And then he was dead.\nMatthew stood up.\n\n\u2018Well I want to fuck him,\u2019 Jimmy said, nodding at Matthew. The others turned\nto him. There was another guy now, a fifteen or sixteen year old, and he too,\nMatthew saw, had been neutered. He looked at Matthew like he\u2019d never seen him\nbefore.\n\n\u2018Get down on your knees,\u2019 Jimmy said.\n\nMatthew frowned at him.\n\n\u2018You have to,\u2019 Lukas said. \u2018It\u2019s his reward.\u2019\n\nMatthew didn\u2019t move.\n\nSuddenly, and without any warning, the twenty-something, the fifteen year old\nand Lukas, all moved forward together and held Matthew. They forced him to his\nknees, and the guy in his twenties, whose name was Mark, Matthew gathered,\npushed Matthew\u2019s face into the soil and locked Matthew\u2019s head between his\nknees. His rump was up in the air, exposed. He looked up from under his body\nand saw a seventh figure enter the clearing, a girl, about fifteen or sixteen,\nlooking nervous. Her breasts were exposed, her groin covered by the same\nrectangle of fabric that the rest of them wore. She looked at Matthew\u2019s arse,\nand frowned, obviously able to see his whole groin, from this position, and\nsee what they had done to him.\n\nMatthew felt awful.\n\nJimmy moved forward behind him. He straightened his cock out and thrust it\ninto Matthew\u2019s arse, and then continued to pump for a minute or more before\nblowing his load. His reward, Matthew gathered, for killing Turner.\n\nThey let Matthew up, and he turned over, sitting, and stared at them all.\nLukas\u2019 lip was wobbling and he looked like he was going to cry.\n\n\u2018Well he\u2019s next,\u2019 Mark said.\n\nLukas was shaking his head, and tears were dripping out of his eyes the way he\nalways cried.\n\nMatthew got to his feet, and for the first time in months, he put his arm\naround Lukas. Lukas was shaking.\n\n\u2018I want to fuck him again,\u2019 Jimmy said.\n\nMark shook his head and looked at Matthew, looking like he was sorry, despite\nwhat he had just said. They would hunt Matthew next. Matthew understood that.\n\n\u2018Well, you\u2019ve got twenty-four hours,\u2019 Mark said, looking at the sky. \u2018We\u2019ll\nstay here and wait for the others.\u2019\n\nMatthew nodded, and started to pull away from Lukas. He turned to go.\n\n\u2018Wait,\u2019 the girl said. \u2018Don\u2019t you want some of the meat?\u2019\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Master Chris", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A radical transformation is planned for me.", "Text": "` \u201cCome in boy, and get down on your knees!\u201d `\n\nI closed the door, knowing that my life was now going to change forever. I was\ngiving myself to this man, who had promised to modify my body in the most\nextreme ways. Despite my fears, my cock was straining to get out of my jeans.\n\nOnce I was kneeling, he grabbed my hair and yanked my head backward.\n\n\u201cLook at me, boy. Look into the eyes of your new master. Are you ready to\nsubmit? Are you prepared to lose all control over your body? Over your life?\u201d\n\n\u201cY-yes, sir!\u201d I said.\n\n\u201cGood,\u201d he said, releasing his grip on my hair. \u201cNow take off your clothes and\nthrow them into this trash bin. You\u2019ll never be wearing any clothes again,\nboy.\u201d\n\nSeconds later, I was standing naked, my hands clasped behind my back. My\nmaster examined my body carefully.\n\n\u201cNice balls,\u201d he grunted, grabbing my sack roughly. \u201cThese will have to go, of\ncourse. And so will this cock. I\u2019ll leave just an inch for you to piss out\nof.\u201d\n\nHe ordered me to bend over and grab my ankles. I felt his finger poking my\nanus.\n\n\u201cThis hole needs a lot of stretching before it\u2019s the right size. It\u2019s gonna be\ntaking my cock and my fist, and some really big dildos too.\u201d\n\nHe continued his inspection, tweaking my nipples, then looking into my mouth.\n\n\u201cI think you\u2019ll do, boy. Are you prepared to be my hole? To live for my\npleasure only?\u201d\n\n\u201cYes sir!\u201d\n\n\u201cGood,\u201d he smiled. \u201cFollow me into the bathroom now.\u201d\n\nOnce we got into the bathroom, my Master pulled off his leather pants and sat\non the toilet. I could hear his turds plopping into the water. I was down on\nmy knees in front of him as he emptied his bowels.\n\nFinished, he turned around and bent over slightly, pulling apart his cheeks\nand exposing his shitty asshole to my face.\n\n\u201cClean it up, boy. Lick me nice and clean.\u201d\n\nI pushed my face into his crack, breathing in the stench. My tongue reached\nout and touched his anus, tasting the bitter brown remains of his bowel\nmovement.\n\nI started licking. \u201cThat\u2019s it boy. I want you to get my hole squeaky clean.\u201d\n\nMy tongue scoured his anus, gradually probing deeper. His hole loosened,\nallowing the tip of my tongue to enter him ever so slightly.\n\n\"Oh yeah,\" he sighed. \"Put that tongue of yours inside me. Push it in, boy!\"\n\nMaster Chris's large balls were resting on my chin as my tongue snaked its way\ninside his rectum. The smell of sweat and shit started to turn me on in a big\nway.\n\n\"Okay, that's enough,\" he said, turning around. \"Now it's time to wash your\nmouth out.\"\n\nMaster Chris took his semi-hard cock and put it against my lips. When I opened\nmy mouth wide, a stream of piss shot into my throat, gagging me.\n\n\"You'll drink it all down boy!\" he said, grabbing the hair on the back of my\nhead and yanking it. I opened my mouth again and Master pissed into it. This\ntime I was able to swallow the acrid fluid without difficulty.\n\nThe rest of the evening was just as abusive. Master Chris handcuffed me behind\nmy back, pushed me face-down on his bed, and started working my ass.\n\nI could feel a slippery finger invade my anus, lubing me up. Then came a\nsecond finger, and a third. When I grunted in pain, he slapped my cheeks hard.\n\n\"You think that's too much for your ass to take? We're just getting started,\nboy!\"\n\nSoon, Master had four fingers inside me. I felt like my ass would rip wide\nopen, but Master kept going, putting more lube on his fingers and massaging my\nhole until it loosened up some more.\n\n\"Okay, boy, get ready for my fist!\"\n\nI cried out as he folded his thumb into the rest of his fingers and slowly\npushed into me. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any more, his hand slid\ninto me. My hole was now tight around his wrist.\n\n\"Oh yeah! How do you like being fisted, boy? You better get used to it!\"\n\nThe pressure in my rectum was unbelievable. I could feel Master Chris slowly\nturn his hand around inside me and begin to push further.\n\n\"That's good....oh you're a natural, boy! Your hole is just meant for this.\"\n\nI felt light-headed as Master Chris snaked his arm into me. \"I'm almost up to\nmy elbow,\" he laughed.\n\nFinally, after several minutes, he slowly pulled out. When his hand slipped\nfrom my anus, I suddenly felt empty inside.\n\nMaster Chris washed up, then returned holding a hypodermic needle. \"On your\nstomach, boy. It's time for you to take a nap.\"\n\nHe plunged the needle into my butt, and I could feel a burning sensation\nspreading out. As I drifted off, I heard him chuckling.\n\nWhen I began to awaken, I felt like my body had been assaulted. The worst pain\nwas in my arms and legs. As soon as my vision cleared, I saw why.\n\nBoth my legs had been amputated just above the knees, and my arms had been\nsevered just above the elbows. White bandages covered both stumps.\n\n\"I see you're awake,\" Master Chris said, grinning. \"How do you like your new\nappearance?\n\n\"This is the first step of your transformation,\" said, kissing my lips\ntenderly.\n\n(To be continued)  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 92, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Paintballs", "Tags": "WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Don\\'t be so cocksure it\\'s just a cunt hunt.", "Text": "` The mayor of the gambling center of the universe is really pissed this time.\nIt is, _and always has been,_ a family place after all. Not. `\n\nA little further north, the Mustang Ranch died on the range.\n\nAs if the desert heat dries up one's sex drive. As if the casino AC freezes\none's libido.\n\nBut, let's assume the mayor is right, or partly right, or that maybe his parts\ndon't work anymore. Because even assuming it's now a Family Place then does\nanyone here remember how the kids got here in the first place?\n\nI don't mean Southwest Scair or the direct-from-Moscow Aeroflop, I mean kids\ncome from cunts. Like it or not, even the mayor has to admit that sex _exists_\nor at least _did exist_ or the kids wouldn't even be here, right?\n\nBefore, they were happy they had it, and they flaunted it. This was the proud,\nloud motto:\n\n__\n\nNever a loss  \nfor ass  \nin Las  \nVegass  \n\nSo, you'd think when the guy admitted the Bambi Hunt was a hoax, the mayor\nwould cool off. But no, apparently you now need a license to even _think_\nabout a high-roller paintball safari for sneaker-only sex kittens.\n\nCorrection: they had white socks in addition to the Nikes.\n\nHoax or not, the South American pony farm likes new ideas. No license required\nthere, and the tropical climate seems to take one's sex drive and boil it to a\nfetish frenzy.\n\nThey already had their first hunt. Wasn't for no bambi's. Paintballs on the\nasses of fag stags was the theme.\n\nThey must use satellite phones or coded internet messages or something. Some\nNSA voyeur listening in must jerk off all over the high-tech electronics of\ninterception. But the word gets out all across the world where most people\n_admit_ they have sex drives.\n\nWhere some admit they would drive anywhere and pay just about anything to\nsatisfy a new fetish. Even fetishes they didn't know they had until the coded\ninvitation triggers an immediate jean-creaming reaction.\n\nHowever they get the invitiation, the kinky accept. Come they do. Searching\nfor that ultimate of kinky cums.\n\nFor those who prayed to be prey, and for cunts who love to hunt right along\nwith the AK-47 macho men, the sound of the cock hounds is about to go off.\n\nThe guys on the run have to meet strict qualifications: silky smooth buffed\nbods, beautiful bouncing balls, long and luscious throbbing or teasingly\nflapping cocks, sneakers and white socks. And they're paying big bucks to be\nhunted bucks.\n\nEven more doe is required to be an armed doe or a flak-ejaculating big-game\nhunter of the great He. Since it's all filmed, the steel rod crew has to be\nbuffed and beautiful too as they hunt the delicious cum rods. Just sneakers\nand white socks for them too, along with the paintball guns of course.\n\nBut the broad in the group paid extra to be a bow hunter, the razor-sharp real\ndeal. She's on the prowl for fresh-sliced gonads, or several severed pieces of\nsix or more inches.\n\nThe paintballers shoot different colors. Each paying for their color-coded\nreward for their piece of ass _piece de resistance._\n\nThe hunted know their odds. Depending on their own odd sub-fetish, some are\nactually hoping to be shot by the most extreme colors or even by a balls-on-\ntarget arrow into their target of balls.\n\nThey've all agreed. The thrill is as high as their high cocks as their naked\nnubility leaps into the jungle. If you're shot red, that night you'll be\npleasantly dead. Piece by piece will be brazed and boiled for the after-hunt\nfeast of beautiful a hard-bodied happy-happy man.\n\n\"Harvest me please,\" they all have agreed with glee. Even the quested quest\nfor the lose-my-parts party that night.\n\nSo excited are the game, they are often shot in pairs as they cross paths in\nthe jungle and stop for an exciting interlude of cum lunch. As they suck the\nsucculent boners, they are careful to always leave their balls in plain view,\nalways a well-displayed target of opportunity.\n\nWhat a spread at twilight. The rock-hard hunters have been crawling over rocks\nall day, mostly successful in bagging a beautiful bag of balls as one of the\nhunted was getting his rocks off into the mouth of fellow fag stag.\n\nThe spread is color-coded with spread-eagle fag stags strapped on their backs\nto the picnic tables. Yellow for cock-head stew. Green for hard-boiled gonads.\nPink for barbequed penis dogs. Blue for the full-package blue-plate special.\nAnd red for the real deal meal of a lifetime, the happy end of life to nurture\nlife for the happiest fag stag.\n\nEveryone drools like Pavlov's dogs. The fabulous fetish feast will follow,\nwith every delightful flavor from cum to cock to balls to butt, but this is\nthe moment to really savor.\n\n#####\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The RItual", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A description of a ritual for the voyage away from manhood", "Text": "The ritual begins with a men's drum circle... I am part of the drumming ,\nfully integrated into the group of men.. but then drumming stops suddenly and\nseveral men including myself and the chief \"priest\" and several assistants..\nstand.. we are wearing black robes as are all the other men in the circle. But\nwhen the three or maybe four of us stand the front of the robes open .. all of\nus are nude underneath.. all have their pubic area shaved, in preparation for\nthe modification...\n\nThe chief priest who has a long beard and is taller than all the others.. ,\nputs his hands on my shoulder and speaks\n\n\"At this point you are one of us.. but tonight you begin a voyage to a life\nbeyond manhood.. leaving behind the most essential element of manhood. We are\nhere as men to wish you well and witness the beginning of this voyage... This\nis the last time that you can drum with us ... \"\n\nHe then pulls my robe off and hands me a drum and I start drumming and the\nothers join in as I sit nude in the center of the circle. The chief priest\nmotions and the drumming stops again. The assistants remove the drum from my\nhands and lift me to my feet. The priest walks to a dark curtain in the dimly\nlit room. When he pulls it back a wide bench brilliantly light is covered with\nwhite surgical sheets. Two modification practitioners are standing next to the\nbench.. also dressed in black robes , wearing surgical masks. The priest and\nhis assistants bekon me to lay on the bench.. Before laying down I speak:\n\n\" I leave you freely.. taking this voyage on my own initiative... my manhood\nhas been difficult and I willingly seek release from it.. to live as another\ntype of human.\"\n\nWith that said, I lay on the bench . As the practitioners prepare my body by\nrubbing sterilizing solution around the public and testicle areas, the Chief\npriest stands next to me. One of his assistants brings forth a large knife on\na pillow. The Priest brings the knife in front of my face and I kiss it> He\nspeaks:\n\n\" The sacred blade will liberate you to start your new voyage\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Taming of Horton part 3", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "The thired part of this serial in which Horton is humilated by his dominant wife Carol in front of a young stud called Mark.", "Text": "` Horton awoke the day after his punishment after a terribly uncomftable night\nin the cage. His penis and testicles were badly swollen and covered in bloody\nscars where the tacks had biten in to the sensitive skin of his most intamate\nparts. Carol was cherful.\"Good morning Darling today you get to meet my frend\nMark . I hope you will like him.\" Horton was released from the cage and told\nto get on with the house work. `\n\nThe doorbell rang about two P.M. and Horton was told to answer it despite his\ncompleat nakedness. He stod there blushing scarlet as a handsome young man\nstrode in. \"Hi I`m Mark I guess you must be Horton, the guy who keeps jerking\noff.\" Mark laffed loadly.\"I see from the state of your cock and balls that\nyour wife must have cought you mastabating again. You realy should stop or you\nwill fined your self with no balls soon. Still I guess that will cure your\nproblem so realy you have nothing to wory about.\" Carol kissed Mark on the\nlips. So Mark knew everything about Horton. Clearly Mark was his wife`s lover\nand had been told everything. Horton was not just a prospective eunuch but a\ncuckold. Carol answered his question without his even asking it\"Yes Horton\n,Mark is my Stud. I went out and found him when I realised you were only fit\nto jerk off. So you see it is your fault you have made me be unfaithful to you\n!\" She struck Horton forcefully across the buttocks with her leather\nstrap.\"Why do you make me do things like that Horton? Why can`t you satisfy my\nneeds?\"\"Thats right baby give the jerk off a good thrashing\"said Mark. It was\nobvious to Horton that Mark found the situation amusing. Carol calmed down.\nMuch to Mark`s amusment she put a dog collar with a leash around Horton`s neck\nand led him into the bedroom. Mark followed smilling. \"Now Horton undress\nMark.\" a few swipes with the leather strap convinced Horton to comply. He\nbegan by un-buttoning Mark`s shirt. Soon he found himself helping mark out of\nhis shorts. As Horton pulled them down he noticed that Mark`s cock was\nallready semi riged. \"Look at it Horton.\" Ordered carol.\" Look at the cock\nthat is going to do your cock`s job for it. That cock can and will fuck me\nHorton, not just jerk off like yours.\" \" No not that.\" pleaded Horton. \"Why\nnot?\" asked Carol \"You wont.\"\n\nNext Horton was forced to undress Carol for Mark. Soon they all three stood\nnaked, Horton with the collar and leash still around his neck. Carol took\nMark`s hand and lead him to the bed. Horton was forced to watch their\nforeplay. If he turned away or closed his eyes Carol would strike him. Soon\nMark enterd Carol. Horton watched thier furious love making, tears of\nfrustration streaming down his face. When it was all over Mark was satisfied\nCarol was aglow with happenes and Horton was a sobbing wreck. But Carol had\nnot finished with Horton Yet \"Horton.\" She Commanded\"Lick my ass hole\" a\nrearfull Horton Complied as Mark looked on.When she had had enugh Carol then\norderd \"Horton now lick Mark`s ass hole.\" \"No. Not that I wont do that.\" Carol\nwas Incandesednt with rage. \"Are you difying me Horton? You who can only Jerk\noff!\" \" I wont do it . I`m not gay!\"\"So what. You think I care about your so\ncalled sexuality Horton. So far as I can see Horton your sexuality consists of\njerking off and nothing more. Now I have given you an order and I expect you\nto obey. That does it. Mark Grab Him. We are taking you to janice.\" Soon\nHorton was over powerd and restrained by them . They dressed themselves and\nled Horton out to Mark`s car to be driven to Janice and Bob`s place. What will\nbecome of Horton ? Will Janice Geld Horton like she did her husband Bob? fined\nout in part four of The Taming of Horton.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Caught Flat - Part 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, male & female nullification", "Summary": "Six sexless friends endure their first naked school day.", "Text": "Getting up and ready for school was definitely weird. I kept searching for my\nmorning woody or at least my cock but both were clearly missing. Bess and I\nrolled around until Mom told us we'd better get going, and then we showered\ntogether and went downstairs together, still naked.\n\nBreakfast in the kitchen was naked as well. It was frightening to think we'd\nbe naked all day, every day, everywhere, and not just at home. Everyone\neverywhere would see every part of our bodies, and that included our complete\nlack of sex organs. It didn't seem possible. How could we stand that? Wouldn't\nwe be arrested?\n\nBess pushed her kitchen chair next to mine and began stroking the inside of my\nthigh. I went for her tits. Mom barely noticed and said nothing. It seemed we\ncould do anything we wanted with each other, in public or in private, except\nwear clothes. Where was the logic in that?\n\nAfter breakfast we begged Mom for shoes. Eventually she told us to look in the\nhall closet, and sure enough we found them, at least sandals, sneakers, and\nflip-flops. Bess also found two pairs of flats and three pairs of high heels.\nAnything that needed socks, apparently, was out. Naturally we checked the\ncloset for clothes but there were just a few coats and none of them were ours.\n\nGetting our stuff together presented more problems. Bess never had pockets\nbefore and therefore didn't miss them. She just stuffed everything as usual in\nher backpack or purse. Charlie and I, having no pockets for the first time,\nput everything in our backpacks. At least Mom let us wear those.\n\nShowing up for school flat and naked was absolute hell. Everyone stared at us.\nEveryone asked why were naked and what happened to our sex organs. A few said\nthey knew people in other states who'd had the same thing done, and wondered\nwhat it was like. What could we say? We felt cut up and freaky and exposed and\nembarrassed.\n\nThe instant the door guards spotted us they dragged us off to the principal's\noffice. The principal, however, seemed more curious than offended. First he\ncalled our parents and then he called us into his office. We all hoped he'd\nmake us wear clothes again but no such luck.\n\n\"Your parents want you to be living examples of the dangers of teenage sexual\nactivity, and that's a goal I agree with,\" he stated quietly. \"I've heard of\nthis occurring in other states, and the results are generally positive. So,\nyou're fine as you are. Please return to your first period classes. I'll give\nyou a note. Guards, we'll need some new procedures. Please stay a few minutes\nto discuss those.\"\n\nWalking into first period class with no clothes, no cock, and no balls was\nhell. Standing by the teacher's desk while he read the principal's note was\nhell. Explaining to the class what'd happened to me was hell. Every other\nclass was hell. The hallways were hell.\n\nThe six of us met up for lunch and that was hell too. Although we found\nstrength in numbers, it seemed like six times as many people were staring at\nus. It was worse for Charlie and Rhonda because they had to go through the\nserving line.\n\nThe hall guards dragged off Ethan Smith, the class president, and Fiona\nWilliams, a cheerleader, for necking in a stairwell. Part of me hoped they'd\nend up at Liberty Clinic, and part of me couldn't wish that on anyone. They\nalso dragged off a girl found masturbating during class, and a guy and a girl\nfound masturbating in the washroom. Helluva thing.\n\n* * * * * \n\nWalking home flat and naked was another hell. Every window seemed to have\neyes. A police car slowed down but didn't stop. A bus veered off the road and\ninto a tree. At least we had each other for company.\n\n\"Are your parents letting you cuddle?\" Seth asked Bess as we walked home.\n\n\"Like what?\" Bess asked.\n\n\"Like hugging, kissing, rolling around together, sleeping together\u2026\" Seth\ncontinued.\n\n\"Yeah, and its weird. Mom caught Andy and me snuggling last night and actually\ntried to help. Then we slept together and that was OK too. Can you believe\nthat?\"\n\n\"Well, yeah, because nothing we do now can possibly be sexual,\" Rhonda\nreplied.\n\nLater I asked Mom about Rhonda's observation. \"She's right,\" Mom confirmed.\n\"Roll around and cuddle all you want. It's a wonderful expression of love\namong friends and family members. We obviously know it's not sexual.\"\n\nFor a moment I considered resuming our original sex party, this time, of\ncourse, without the oral sex, but then I decided not to push our luck. I did\nspend the night sleeping over with Rhonda, though.\n\nRhonda was taller and slimmer than Bess, and of course I'd touched her before\nwhen the six of us were fooling around. As with Bess, however, a full body hug\nin bed was different.\n\nFor starters, we were in Rhonda's room, not mine, and Rhonda wanted the lights\nout. Rhonda had a skinny, almost bony feel to her and we didn't fit together\nas well as Bess and I did.\n\nBut oh, Rhonda was a kisser. Touching shoulders to toes, we locked lips and\nRhonda extended her tongue. It flitted around my mouth rapidly, finding my\ntongue, and then I tongued here back. It was like a soft lovely battle. I\npushed my tongue back against hers, we twirled out tongues around each others,\nand I explored the inside of her mouth as well. Rhonda grasped my back and I\nhers, locking ourselves together as firmly as possible. She slipped one thigh\nbetween mine, pressing against my senseless flat spot, and I pressed against\nhers as well. Even the thigh-on-thigh sensations were incredible. Soon we were\nsweating, slipping, and sliding against each other,\n\n\"OK, you two. You need to get your rest for school tomorrow,\" Mrs. Williams\neventually remarked through the open doorway, and so we slowly backed off and\nfell asleep. Ronda's dad looked in too.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slaves Inc,", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Slaves Inc,  \nby Ian Clifford  \n  \nThe focus of the world had changed. It is now the year 2035 and we now  \nhave a Female dominated society. The wars in the late twentieth  \ncentury and early twenty first century has obliterated many from the  \nface of the earth. The population of Earth was now less than one  \nbillion. The majority of those killed in the wars were men and at  \nafter the wars they comprised less than ten per cent of the  \npopulation. The governments of many countries were in shambles so the  \nfirst world government was formed. There emerged a leader for the new  \norder. She is Sandra O'Leary and She is known by the world's  \npopulation as Supreme Mistress Sandra. She formed a world government  \ncouncil of ten Women who would oversee the new order. In all cities,  \ntowns and villages, a mayor and city council were formed. These were  \nalways Women as by now men held no positions of authority.  \n  \nWomen had finally recognized the limitations of the male of the  \nspecies. They were violent by nature and the cause of the past world  \nwars. Woman lead by Supreme Mistress Sandra had now taken over due to  \nthe majority of the population being Female. A study was done as to  \nwhat to do with the males in society. The study noted the aggressive  \nand violent nature of men and several options were addressed to curb  \nthis. One was the extermination of all males. This option was rejected  \nas males provided sperm which is one of the essential tools of  \nprocreation. The Women looked to the science community for a  \nreplacement for male sperm and none could be found. This option was  \nrejected as it could likely lead to the demise of the human species.  \nEven if a token number of males were kept for sperm donations, this  \ncould not ensure the human race as how many sperm producers would be  \nallowed to live and what of disease and premature death? A second  \noption was to force all males to undergo frontal lobotomies which  \nwould render them mindless beings. This option was rejected as these  \nmales would be useless for the work to be done. This was partially  \napproved for some males. The third option looked at was mandatory  \ncastration for all males.  \n  \n  \nThey looked at the fact that the excess of  \ntestosterone produced by the male genitals led to the aggressive and  \nviolent nature of men. It was decided that all males were to be  \ncastrated. Males boys were to be castrated at the age of sixteen and  \nmost others were to be castrated immediately. Only a token few were  \nallowed their balls as sperm donors. Penile sex as it was known in the  \npast was eliminated entirely. All future births would be by artificial  \ninsemination. The sperm donors were milked of their sperm which was  \nstored frozen in a sperm bank for future use. The sperm donors also  \nreceived frontal lobotomies to reduce their aggressive nature. Only  \nthe most intelligent and genetically superior males were chosen as  \nsperm donors. Clinics were set up throughout the world to perform  \nthese castration operations.  \n  \nIt was into this world which Johnnie was borne. His mother was  \nMistress Marlene who raised him strictly but well. He was found not to  \nhave the intelligence or genetic superiority to become a sperm  \nproducer. He was raised to understand Female superiority. Once he hit  \na little girl and was flogged bloody for his crime. He learned that  \nFemales of any age were to be respected and obeyed. At the age of ten  \nhe was taken to the clinic and branded with his lifetime serial  \nnumber. His status was that of slave only and he learned his place. He  \nfound out that boys were castrated at the age of sixteen and he now  \napproached his sixteenth birthday. Just before his sixteenth birthday  \nhe was sold into slavery to a Mistress Natasha.  \n  \nMistress Natasha acquainted him with his role as domestic slave. He  \nwas trained to perform all household duties such as cooking and  \ncleaning. He was also trained to perform personal service to his  \nMistress and all other Females in Her household. These personal duties  \nincluded bathing, full body massages and of course oral servitude.  \nThis service even applied to the young girls in the household. They  \ncould not fully appreciate oral servitude but would learn that this is  \nwhat males are for.  \n  \nOn his sixteenth birthday he was taken to the Slave's Inc. Clinic for  \nhis birthday castration. He had previously been permitted to make  \ndonations at the Sperm Bank. Mistress Natasha took him to the clinic  \nto supervise the procedure. Johnnie and Mistress Natasha were taken to  \na preparation room where Johnny was prepared for his surgery. He was  \nsupervised in the shower with special attention to the genital area.  \nThe nurse in the preparation area now shaved his genitals and all skin  \nfrom the waist to the knees. A solution of Betadine antiseptic and  \nanti microbial was now applied to his genital region and he was  \nescorted to the Surgery Area.  \n  \nHe was fastened with his back toward a post which came out of the  \nfloor. His ankles were fastened to a strap which encircled the post.  \nHis arms were securely fastened behind his back and a strap around his  \nunderarms held his back to the post. A pillow was placed behind the  \nsmall of his back so his genital area was thrust forward. His penis  \nwas fastened out of the way. Mistress Natasha stood to one side,  \nobserving the process. She held a riding crop in one hand to punish  \nany movement or attempt to escape his fate. The whip was Her symbol of  \nauthority which She carried at all times. In front of the post was a  \nchair for the person performing the operation to be seated. On the  \nother side of the chair was a table which was covered and contained  \nthe instruments to perform the operation.  \n  \nNurse Judy now came over to the surgery area. She had been previously  \ncastrating two other males at other surgery stations in the room.  \nJohnny was disconcerted by hearing their cries and screams into the  \ngags which were in their mouths. She talked to Mistress Natasha  \nconfirming that this was Her slave and the procedure was to be  \ncastration. She then observed the brand mark on Johnny and checked to  \nensure that Johnny was owned by Mistress Natashia. She uncovered the  \ntable and then seated herself on the chair in front of Johnny and then  \nturned to Mistress Natasha to ask if She wished anaesthetic to be used  \nfor the procedure. Mistress Natasha noted that She did not wish any  \nanaesthetic to be used for the castration.  \n  \n  \n  \n  \nNurse Judy did Her job with speed and skill. She had performed  \nliterally thousands of castration operations before and was quite used  \nto the procedure. She first opened Johnny's scrotal sac by placing a  \none and a half inch incision vertically on each side of his scrotum.  \nShe pulled each testicle out of the scrotum through this opening so  \nthey hung there. She then tied off the connecting points at the  \nspermatic cord and gubernaculum using a dissolving suture. She then  \ncut each testicle free of the gubernaculum so each hung by the  \nspermatic cord. She clamped a pair of forceps around the spermatic  \ncord of his left testicle and pulled the testicle out from the  \nopening, She severed the testicle between the forceps and the tie off  \npoint using surgical scissors. She removed the severed testicle and  \nplaced the bloody testicle and forceps on a sheet covering Her lap.  \nShe repeated the procedure with the right testicle. During the process  \nJohnny cried and whimpered into the gag in his mouth. Mistress Natasha  \ncongratulated Nurse Judy for doing a fine job and thanked Her for Her  \neffort. Nurse Judy noted to Johnny \" Happy Birthday, eunuch slave. The  \nsevered testes were placed in a jar and presented to Mistress Natasha.  \nNurse Judy then left the instructions with Mistress Natasha for his  \nrecuperative period. Finally She left the scene to do another  \nyoungster. Another nurse came by and was seated. She sewed the cuts  \nin his scrotum using a suture and surgical needle. She washed his now  \nball-less scrotum with Betadine and washed the excess blood which had  \nfallen to the floor.  \n  \nJohnnie was now unfastened from the post. He limped as he walked bow  \nlegged away from the surgery. His now ball less bag was very sore. He  \nwas taken home by Mistress Natasha and allowed to rest for the  \nremainder of the day. Several of the young girls in the household were  \nbrought by to observe his loss. One commented that She hoped that it  \nhurt and looked forward to his continued service. Another noted that a  \nkick in the crotch would not hurt as much now but would be willing to  \ntry. Yet another looked forward to training in nursing so one day She  \ncould perform this surgery on young boys. Mistress Natasha noted that  \nShe would be permitted to observe the next castration from Her  \nhousehold and perhaps the Girl could apprentice at the clinic.  \n  \n  \nOkay there they are hope you enjoy them! They came from the NN  \nNewsletter.. By Ian Clifford.  \nLater!", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 106, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Initiation: A Young Girl Became an Amazon Warrior", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Initiation: A Young Girl Became an Amazon Warrior  \n  \nThe most exciting thing in an Amazon\u0092s life was her initiation as a  \nwarrior. Before the initiation, she was a young girl, a minor.  \nAfterwards, she was a warrior, with all the rights and pride of a  \nwoman. The ritual was a relic from a time so ancient that it was a  \nmyth. But the myth, the stories, and the traditions survived.  \n  \nWe were a tribe of beautiful women who were determined not to submit to  \nmale sexual subjugation. So we became warriors. We worshipped the  \nGoddess. She gave us strength and beauty, made us feel really good  \nabout ourselves, our bodies. We became lesbians. We conquered the male  \nin Amazonia and kept a very few for breeding. The rest we castrated.  \nObviously the Goddess made male just to satisfy us sexually, because the  \nextreme pain of castration always killed them. And SHE revealed to us  \nhow to fix the male\u0092s balls so that he could make us pregnant only with  \nbeautiful daughters. It was extremely painful. Afterwards, he would  \nfeel castrated, his maleness broken. So we kept a few sex slaves in a  \ncorner of Amazonia where girls were not allowed.  \n  \nThose were the myths. It had been ages since the Goddess threw up the  \nmagic mist that protected us. To an Amazon, the mist was only a few  \ninches thick. To everyone else, it was impenetrable. He would walk  \ninto the mist, get lost, and end up where he started. It had been ages  \nsince we had to fight, beautiful ages devoted to lovemaking. But we  \nstill had the slaves. And the warrior traditions. A girl could earn  \nfull right to be a woman only if she defeated a male in combat. And  \nwhat better way to prove it than bringing back his cock and balls?  \n  \nGirls in Amazonia matured early. At sixteen, I was sexually very  \nactive. Although I had never seen a male, I knew all about him from  \nstories. I was ready to conquer one to prove my worthiness to be a  \nwarrior. We girls of that age talked about the initiation all the  \ntime. Some wanted a fast combat and castration. Some fantasize about  \nteasing and tormenting the poor thing before the cut. Of course we had  \nto be very careful. A girl was not allowed to enjoy a male. It was all  \nright to have fun teasing him. It was terrible to let his come touch  \nour body before we became a warrior. A girl was not entitled to enjoy  \nmale sexually. She who teased also suffered from intensive horniness  \nwithout release.  \n  \nLike most girls about to begin the COMBAT, I stopped making love days  \nbefore. It was hard. Amazonia was a land of love. Lovemaking was the  \nmost important thing in our lives. We made love all the time. The  \nsound and smell of lovemaking increased the tension inside my body. It  \nmade me jumpy. My reactions quickened. It made me hypersensitive.  \nSometimes I just could not help it and held my lover(s) tight to my  \ntits. It only made it worse afterwards. Abstinence was part of the  \nancient ritual.  \n  \nThe day finally arrived. I wanted to get it over with. I left early,  \nhoping to return the same night. I saw the magic mist that protected us  \nand hesitated. Then I gathered up my courage and spurred the horse. In  \none second, I was outside, away from Amazonia. The landscape looked the  \nsame, but it felt different. I no longer had that secure feeling. I  \nwas ready to fight. The ancient instincts were fully awake.  \n  \nHe was on foot, about six inches taller than me. His body was lean.  \nAnd I felt that he was kind of good looking too. The most important  \nthing was that bulk between his legs; it was huge. I wanted to bring  \nback a big one. He carried a sword. So it would be a real fight. I  \nstalked him. I wanted to do it close to a river or a lake so that I  \ncould bath myself afterwards. Some girls did not bother to do it. But  \nI wanted to carry out every ritual.  \n  \nHe led me to a secluded place on a small lake. The grass was soft, the  \nwater clear. It was surrounded by brushes. Then he turned around,  \npulled his sword, and waited for me to step into the clearing. He saw  \nme a while ago and knew that I was an Amazon. He heard the legends of  \nthe super beautiful women warriors. He saw one and wanted a sex slave.  \nHe was so confident. I tied my horse to a tree and walked up to him,  \ndrawing my sword.  \n  \nWe fought. The swords rang. He was a good swordsman. But I had a  \ntremendous advantage. I did not mind killing him and take his cock and  \nballs afterwards. I gradually realized that he did not even want to  \nhurt me. He wanted to smash the sword out of my hand and disarm me. We  \nlock swords and he forced me against a tree. He was overpowering me.  \nThen I took the gamble. I suddenly stopped resisting and sidestepped.  \nHis sword cut into the tree. The instant gave me the chance. I kicked  \nhis balls hard. He dropped to the ground, retching, nursing his balls.  \nI dropped my sword and kneeled beside him. Incredibly, his hands left  \nhis balls and reached for my big firm tits! That was exactly what I  \nwanted him to do. Just before his hands touched my body, I gave his  \nballs a heavy blow and he fainted.  \n  \nI stripped him and put him on my saddle blanket. I used strong silk  \nropes to tie him up, each limb to a tree. He was totally helpless, but  \nvery comfortable. Then I bathed myself in the lake and changed into  \nsexy clothes. I was going to give him a full view of the beautiful  \nAmazon. I was going to give him all the pleasure an Amazon could give,  \nexcept an orgasm. I have always been mischievous and adventurous. I  \nwas going to have a lot of fun. I was going to bring back to the temple  \na huge, fully erected cock.  \n  \nHe regained his consciousness and understood what will happen to him.  \nHe was also totally captivated by my beauty. I slowly untied my hair,  \nletting my full mane of long blonde hair loose. Then slowly and sexily,  \nI danced and stripped. He was so excited that his cock was fully  \nerect. I kicked his cock very lightly. I stepped on his balls, but did  \nnot put my weight on them. It took a lot of restrain not to crush  \nthem. I took a long time to take off everything except my tiny, lacy,  \nG-string. The thin lace inflamed and contained his passion. My little  \npussy was clearly visible, very hot. It could give a cock intense  \npleasure. It would give him intensive frustration.  \n  \nFor a long time, I did not touch his cock. It blobbed helplessly in the  \nair. I slowly danced down to him, swinging my big white tits just in  \nfront of his face. He tried to bring up his hands to grab me, but the  \nropes held him back. He raised his face to kiss me, but I moved away.  \nI teased his body and his cock with my long loose hair and heard him  \nmoan. I lowered my tits to within an inch or two of its head. He tried  \nto raise and fuck my tits. But I quickly moved up. I lowered my face  \nto his huge cock. It twitched in the air, expecting to feel my lips and  \nmouth. But all it got was a blow of hot breath. Then I let my saliva  \ndripped on to his cock. The poor thing seem to get bigger every  \nminute.  \n  \nI teased him for a long time before I grabbed his cock. It was so huge,  \nso hard, so hot, so alive. It was pulsing in my soft little hand. I  \nlet him fuck my hand, groaning with intense pleasure. Just before he  \ncame, I hit his balls hard, stopping his orgasm. I was getting  \nextremely horny. But neither of us could come. Several times I brought  \nhim to the edge of release and then hit or squeezed his balls hard to  \nstop him. I grabbed his cock and rubbed its huge head against my tiny  \nG-string. What a barrier that thin, transparent lace was! I rubbed it  \nagainst my big firm tits. I was really enjoying it. I rubbed it faster  \nand faster and he cried out in pleasure. Just before he came, I took  \nout the short knife and cut it off with one quick stroke.  \n  \nI quickly put a gold clamp on its base to keep the blood in. It would  \nstay that way. I had my prize. The shock of pain hit him. He was  \nscreaming. I grabbed his balls, still big and full of come, and very  \nslowly cut them off. I wanted to savor every moment. Then I tied up  \nthe balls in their scrotum bag with a silk string. Compared to the  \nstories I heard all my life, these balls were huge. When I was  \nfinished, he had fainted. The legends were true. Goddess made male to  \ngive female sexual pleasure. That was the only purpose for male. That  \nmust be the reason why they could not survive a castration.  \n  \nI stripped off the G-string and walked into the lake to bath. The water  \ncooled my passion. I was on the edge of coming. Then I gathered up my  \nprize and galloped back to Amazonia. I was so high and relax. The  \nworld was different. I saw the magic mist and charged through it, back  \nto the safety of Amazonia. I was flying.  \n  \nThe village heard my horse before I turned the corner. They were all  \nthere, waiting for me in front of the temple. Beautiful Amazons. Most  \nwere naked. Some wore a G-string. When I dismounted, they came to  \ncongratulated me. They did not need to ask. They knew. They totally  \nsurrounded me. Tits pressed against my body, my arms, my back.  \nEveryone kissed me. I was dizzy.  \n  \nThe priestess was there. She was about 40, a mature, alluring woman.  \nAll others parted respectfully. She held me in her arms and kissed me  \ndeeply in congratulation. I took my prize out of the box. Everyone  \ngrasped in surprise at its size. The priestess sighed and said: \"follow  \nme.\"  \n  \nI heard the chanting of prayers to the Goddess. I kneeled and made the  \noffering of the cock and balls. Then I heard the priestess\u0092s sexy voice  \nsaying: \"She has fulfilled her quest. She brought back a cock and a set  \nof balls to prove it. She is now a warrior, with all the privileges.\"  \n  \nShe helped me up and pulled me to her. I went into her arms and kissed  \nher. I could not hold it any more. The sexual deprivation of the last  \nfew days and the excitement of the castration was too much. I straddled  \nher long leg. When my pussy lips touched the silky leg, I came. It was  \nthe most powerful, most intense orgasm in my life. What a beautiful way  \nto become a warrior.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 205, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "David Wallace loses his Dick", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "13 year old David Wallace meets another high school boy who has sex with him, and then cuts off his penis and balls.", "Text": "` I knew I liked boys. Gym class was something special to me, not because I\nwas interested in atheletics, but because of the showers afterwards. `\n\nI would always take off my clothes and enter the shower, whether I needed it\nor not, just to look at all the other naked boys.\n\nOne boy in particular, Todd, attracted me. He was my height, with beatiful\nblond hair and a swimmer's build. In fact, both Todd and I were on the swim\nteam. When swimming, I had often noted the bulge in his speedos. On occassion,\nI caught him checking out the bulge in my own speedos.\n\nWhen I watched him undress in the locker room, my eyes fixed on his hot, cut\ndick as it strange into view, precum dripping from the head down the shaft. My\nowm dick was invariably hard as a rock, and also dripping pre cum, just from\nseeing all the naked boys with their hot dicks and balls and asses.\n\nAfter several weeks of enjoying the sight of Todd's beautiful penis, one day\nwe were alone in the shower, and Todd brushed up against me. I could feel my\ndick hardening under the touch of leg against my sex-organ.\n\nHe looked at me and smiled. His own dick was rock hard and jabbing me in the\nstomach. Carefully, I reached out and grabbed his penis in my hand and started\npumping. In a few seconds, I felt his hand jerking me off while sliding a\ncouple of his fingers in my tight anus.\n\nThen I sank to my knees and took his hard dick into my mouth. A few minutes of\nenthusiastic sucking, and he came in torrents into my mouth. I smiled and\nswallowed the sperm in my mouth, then licked his penis clean.\n\nWe took turns sucking, fucking and rimming each other, while he fisted me, and\nwe both peed into each other's mouths.\n\nWe had sex like this for several months before Todd whispered into my ear his\ndesire to cut my penis off. He also wanted to cut my balls and sac off, and\ncook them and eat them.\n\nI couldn't believe it! This had been the thing I most wanted in the world, so\nI said yes.\n\nThe next day, at his house, we had wild wet, sex, the last time my dick and\nballs were to be used for anything. He sucked my dick, and when I came, I\nsquirted my last load of sperm into his mouth, which he greedilly swallowed.\nWith his parents gone, this was the ideal time to nullify me, and he lost no\ntime getting to work.\n\nI was naked, standing up with my hard dick resting on a paper cutter, my penis\ntied off at the base. With a brief countdown I braced myself. Todd slammed the\nblade down as hard as he could. The blade sliced through my gay penis like it\nwas butter, and I yelled through the ball-gag in my mouth. He quickly stopped\nthe bleeding before moving on towards my testicles and scrotum.\n\nHe simply tied a tight piece of wire around my sac, and suddenly cut my balls\nof with a kitchen shears.\n\nI looked in wonder at my bear crotch as Todd sliced my severed penis down\nthrough the middle, makeing two halves, each with a half shaft and half dick-\nhead. He rinsed my penis halves lightly, then tossed them into a sizzling\nfrying pan.\n\nAlmost immediately, the delicious smells of my frying penis hit the air. My\ncooking penis was soon followed by my balls, which he dumped out of my severed\nscrotum into his hand. He tossed my balls into a big deep-frying pressure\ncooker, after first breading them in a coating of flour, crushed crackers,\negg, and pepper.\n\nIn a few minutes, he checked my cooking dick to see if it was done. The tines\nof a fork passed easily through the shaft and the head, trailing clear liquid.\nTodd took my cock off of the fire and arranged the two halves on two plates.\nSoon my deep-fried balls and deep-fried scrotum joined the halve of my penis\non the two plates, and we each at a penis half and a ball, with a crispy\nscrotum piece, coated with Todd's sperm as desert.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bound for Glory", "Tags": "GAY, BI, TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "... Bound for Glory HOLES !", "Text": "Sometimes it\u013as hard to believe how perverted are the perverts that frequent\nthe fucking horseshit prose of eunuch.org. Well-written horseshit prose \u013e the\neloquent means apparently justifying the ends \u016f of cock ends, whole cocks,\nballs, sanity, and so on.\n\nNow that I\u013ave got your attention, let me note that I still love ya. Provided.\nProvided that even if you no longer have anything of any length between your\nlegs, or are similarly disassembled, that you will always love those lovely\nlong male things still living gloriously at attention for your worshipping\nattention.\n\nSo, to add to the perversion vision, let me tell you the story about rags-to-\nriches-to-bitches-to-fags.\n\nBorn poor but genetically rich, he grew a beautiful item that often maintained\nerection well beyond the four hours where normals would require immediate\nmedical attention. (Early on in his hard-on marathon adventures, he did\nventure into the ER after hour four. The male and female nurses just nursed it\nand sucked it and fucked it for another four, or five or six or seven or\nfourteen.)\n\nButt to return. Where had it gone?\n\nSo the beautiful semen machine became his money machine. Strangely, however,\nfor the longest time he preferred women \u013e especially a good tit fuck combined\nwith a simultaneous deep-throat blowjob from the same babe.\n\nThen he met The Strippers. Women up, men down in this TO club. The Strippers\ncould tell \u016f that he had the equipment and the inclination for the men-down-\non-men destination. A few dozen Canadian beers later he was getting his first\nhard-cock lap dance, and for the first time he seemed to be looking at his own\nbeautiful cock in the mirror \u013e except that his was Caucasian and the one up\nclose and personal was ivory-smooth ebony.\n\nHe started stripping with the big boys on amateur night. Then he turned pro.\nHe really, really turned, turned pro, pro. As if we didn\u013at already know.\n\nNow, The Stripper babes have him on assignment for ass. He looks great cross-\ndressed, except that he\u013ad really like a real set of tits. And, his big always-\nhard cock is always ripping even the largest of his Victoria\u013as Secret panties.\nTime to trade.\n\nWithin a few weeks, he\u013all be healing up top and then bound up below. With\nbanded shaft and banded balls, he\u013all tour TO glory holes for about two days.\n\nUsually, he will swallow, but many times he will drool the delicacy into\ngourmet-quality spice jars. The semen collection will be the marinade. The\nStrippers will serenade as the cock-ball combo is cooked and served.\n\nOne of the guys wants to burn them off with an oxy-acetylene \u00f4blow\u00f6 torch.\nEveryone watching will be welded to the view, wearing dark glasses.\n\nCocks last. Safety first.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Behavior Modification", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "None", "Text": "i am coming up on 27 years old and i am still a virgin.  i guess i \nhave never found the 'right' Woman.  Maybe i am too picky.  \nMaybe...heck, i don't know.  i have always fantasized about Dominant \nWomen.  i have read lots of magazines and saw some personal ads.  \nYou know, what the heck, i'll go see a professional.  So i picked up \na copy of a free newspaper.  In the back has ads for professionals. \nThere was one that really caught my eye.  All the others have photos \nand laundry lists of things they can do for You.  Hers has no photo \njust the line, \"Behavior Modification on My Terms ONLY\" and then \nthere was a phone number.  Something in me was drawn to this ad.  \nShe seems really Dominant.  If i was going to do this i might as \nwell do it right!! i called Her and, at first there was an answering \nmachine message.  As i was reading myself to leave a message...She \npicked up the phone and said, \" Yes!?\" i was dumbfounded for a \nsecond then i stammered a,\" i read Your ad...\" She exhaled and \nsadi,\" AND?\" i paused again, was i chickening out? She spoke again,\" \nCome to the corner of 29th and 2nd at noon.  Call me from the \npayphone in front of Sly's Pizza II.\" She hung up.  i looked down at \nmy watch and saw that i had 15 minutes to get downtown and across \ntown.  i hailed a cab. At 11:54 am i jumped out of the cab.  i had \nmade it!  i ran to the payphone in front of the pizzeria and dialed \nHer number. She answered at half a ring, \"Do You have at least \n$150\". i stammered a yes.  \"Then walk to 220 east 29th street and \nring buzzer 4C.\" She hung up.  i ran down th block and was soon on \nthe elevator up to Her apartment.\n\nThe door was open and standing in the hallway was a tall black Woman \nabout my age.  She was naked except for a big purple bathrobe.  She \nwas not skinny (good!) but not fat.  She was beautiful.  \"Get on \nYour knees!\"  i hesitated for a second by then quickly fell to my \nknes in the hallway of Her building.  She turned around and walked \ninto an apartment that did not much furniture and was very \ncluttered.  \"Give me Your wallet and take your clothes off, NOW\"  i \ndug out my wallet and handed it to Her.  She took all the cash out \nand counted it, as i disrobed.  \"Good, You have $325.  for that \nspecial price You get the complete modification.\" she put the money \nin a drawer. \"Follow me, on Your knees\" i ackwardly did so. We \nentered a bedroom with a mattress on the floor and a doctors metal \nexamination table and piles of 'toys' and devices strewn about the \nroom.  \"Kiss my ass!\"  i started to do so then She very forciably \npushed my face far up between Her cheecks.  This was great.  \"I see \nYou like this.  You are not allowed to have erectins without \npermission.  We must modify that problem.  Get on the table.\" i did \nso.  She spread my legs aprt and strapped them in and did so with my \narms as well.  This was all so exciting.  i was very hard again.  \n\"You must stop this ..No, i will stop this.\" She turned around and \nfirst, put a penis gag in my mouth. \"Get used to dick i will have \nYou suck one shortly.\" she then laughed.  Now i was nervous.  i was \nnot gay.  Maybe She was joking.  Then SHe took out a leather case \nand unzipped it.  She layed the open case on a small table nxt to \nthe table i was lying on.  i saw scaples of all shapes and sizes.  \n\"Now we will fix this\"  She proceeded to cut into my ball sack and i \nwas filled with such pain i blacked out.   When i awaoke i was still \non the table and i was in alot of pain.  She was removing a needle \nfrom my arm.  \"don't want You to die and you'll have to leave here \nis a few hours\"  She was moving back and forth in the room then \nstrapped on a big 9\" dildo.  \"Now i will fuck You eunuch boy\"  i \nwasn't sure what She meant by the eunuch boy name.  She proceeded to \nfuck me so hard i was in more pain and passed out again.  When i \nawoke this time a hispanic man was in the room stroking himself.  \n\"This is Julio my super.  As a bonus I let him get his dick sucked \nby my clients\".  the gag was removed and soon his cock was in my \nmouth and before i knew it gobs of his cum was being shot down my \nthroat.  He left and She untied me and helped me get dressed and \ngave me a $5 bill.  \"Go home my eunuch and enjoy the modifications i \nhave done to You.  You are acceptable to me now as you are.\"  In a \ndaze, i walked out of Her apartment and before i knew it i was in my \nown apartment.  i still felt sore between my legs so i took my pants \noff and saw that She had removed my balls and sliced and cut up my \nmy cock.  i was now modified in all ways.  Forever a virgin.  i was \nhappy.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 90, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Forced to be Gay?", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Other: Forced", "Summary": "Two friends, Mark and John, are forced by their girlfriends and have sex with each other. They dump their girlfriends and the girls friends get even.", "Text": "I've got to tell you what happened, I got to. First I'm John and my \nfriend here is Mark. We're gay, I guess. We were straight once. We \nboth had the best girlfriends in town. They were beautiful and \nwilling and Mark and I were always horny. It all started one night, \nwe were on a double date, Patty said that she and Debbie wanted to \nsee Mark and I suck each other off. We, of course, said no, but how \ncan you say no to Patty. So we did! It wasn't to bad.\n\nI enjoyed it and so did Mark. At 18 it was something new. The girls \nliked to watch. Well, that was the first time, after that the girls \nhad us suck each other maybe once a week. I guess they could tell we \nliked it too. Then came the night about three months ago, they wanted \nsome thing more. They wanted us to fuck each other!! Honest!! They \nsaid if we wouldn't do it, they would drop us and tell everybody in \ntown we were faggots. What could we do! Mark bent over and I put my \nhard cock up his ass. He was tighter than Patty! Wow! I exploded! \nThen it is my turn. It hurt at first but afterward, I guess i liked \nit. I know Mark did.\n\n\n\nAfter that night, we saw less of the girls. Mark and I spent more \ntime together. Ok, we fucked and sucked a lot! I guess we \"turned\" \ngay! About a month later, the girls invited us for dinner, for old \ntimes sake. The dinner went well. After dinner, both Mark and I got \nvery tired. \n\n\n\nWhen we woke up we were tied naked side by side and gagged to boot. \nStanding over us, were Patty and Debbie. Both had a sharp knifes in \ntheir hands. They proceded to shave us bare. Then they gave us a shot \nof something that put us out! What were they going to do do us! The \nnext thing we knew we were in the hospital. I woke up and saw Mark in \nthe next bed. He told me to look under the sheets. I did. I saw \nnothing! The girls did it, took our manhood. My groin was totally \nbare! All gone! I screamed! \n\n\n\nA few days after getting back home, two packages came in the mail. \nOne to Mark and one to me. We opened them and saw encased in lucite \nour cock and balls with a note which said. Well boys, hope you'll \nlike your surprise! We know from now on you won't be fuck each other, \nor anyone else! Patty and Debbie", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 57, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "JUNGLE CASTRATION", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Other: War", "Summary": "A squad of Viet Cong females get revenge on a soldierfor the rapes of committed on other vietnamese women", "Text": "JUNGLE CASTRATION\n\nIn the jungle of Southeast Asia in 1969, roamed a squad of female \nwarriors. \nthey were as deadly as they were beautiful. Torture and a slow \npainful \ncastration was the fate of any enemy soldier unfortunate enough to \nbe their\ncaptive. He was tied naked and spread-eagle in an upright position \nto a bamboo\nrack. Slowly and seductively, their leader, an exotic Oriental \napproached him.\nShe was given the name \u201cNut Cutter\u201d by her enemy. She earned that \nname \nas a result of the severe torture that she inflicted on her \nhelpless male prisoners.\nShe was naked except for dark stockings and black high heel boots. \nShe said\nto him, \u201csoldier boy get big and hard, I do fuckie suckie. You no \nget hard, \nI cut off cock and make you eat it.\u201d The young man became erect and \nshe \nresponded with a smile. The seductive sadist stroked his penis and \nran a\nlong sharp fingernail along the underside of his cock head. She \nsaid, \u201cyou \ncherry boy or you fuck bookoo? I think you fuck bookoo. You rape \nmany\nof my Asian Vietnamese sisters. You pay with this.\u201d She grabbed his \ncock\nand balls and stretched them away from his groin. She said, \u201cyou \nstay hard,\nno lose cock. I cut it off if you no hard.\u201d She then stroked his \nerection with \nher right hand as she fingered her cunt with the left. Looking at \nher large\nfirm breasts, shapely body and legs, he could no longer hold his \nman juice \nin. He began to shoot his load from deep within his pelvic area. \nThe first shot\nof ejaculate hit her in the chest on her naked tits. At that \nmoment, she \nsmiled and took a bayonet and put it in front of his eyes. Pleasure \nand \nterror pulsed through his mind and body as she lowered it down to \nhis\ncrotch. She pulled hard on his penis and stabbed her captive \nthrough \nthe base of his dick and slashed it off. Blood sprayed with \ntremendous force\nall over her and the dickless prisoner. She watched in delight as \nhis pulse\npumped blood out of his stump and his balls pumped streams of cum. \nBoth blood and semen mixed on her large breasts and tight abdomen.\nShe stuck the cut off end into her vagina and showed him his dick \nnow\non her. As he screamed in pain, she laughed and stroked \u201cher\u201d penis.\nShe commanded another female warrior to, \u201ccut off his balls.\u201d As \nthe \nwhole squad of women laughed and cheered, his testicles and scrotum\nwere severed from his body. The eunuch was fading fast so she \nshoved \nhis balls into his mouth and sewed his lips shut. The sadistic \nbitch, still \nplaying with her trophy, ordered her squad to capture and bring back\nto her another live enemy soldier for her to play with and castrate.\nThe went out to find another man to experience torture and agony\nprior to being castrated. To bleed to death in front of a dozen \nbeautiful\nViet Cong women.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "2007 Part 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "The plan for the future", "Text": "` After we had relocated to Thule, the weather had turned bad and I was unable\nto fly out to pick up any of the oil rig crews left behind. We found that one\nDanish family had stayed when they got the reports from those that had gone\nhome. They had a 13 year old boy, a 15 year old boy and a 17 year old\ndaughter. `\n\nWe had a lot of time to think during the months of total darkness. The girls\nwere convinced that testicles were the cause of the world downfall and that no\nman should keep his once he was full grown.\n\nThe girls came up with this plan, the ladies would be divided into 3 groups ,\nthe young boys would each impregnate one group, the Danish father would would\ndo the other and I would have his wife and daughter. This would cover the\nproblems of inbreeding that had troubled worlds royal families.\n\nAs soon as the Dane and I had done our jobs we would be castrated. This would\nsolve the problem of one of us trying to be the Alpha male. We would become a\ntribe working for our common good.\n\nWe also came to the realize that the problems of rape and child molestation\nwas caused by clothing and withholding sexual relief. To solve this problem we\nwould go naked except to protect against weather or working conditions. As\nsoon as boys reached puberty they would have sex daily until it was time to be\ncastrated.\n\nIt took awhile for the girls to sell this plan, but in the end I knew that all\nthe trouble I had gotten into was the result of my nuts.\n\n(to be continued )  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "VIParty Part I", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A hot sex orgy steams around targeted husbands...", "Text": "You recently revealed your castration/chastity fetish to your wife Tina. She\nwas initially skeptical, but had you in a chastity belt by the end of the\nweek. It has now been over three months since you last orgasmed and you are\nbegining to regret your decision to tell her. She has used the promise of\nletting you out as leverage to gain access to your bank account and has ran up\nquite a large credit card bill. She recently heard about a VIP party where\nwives get to live out their fantasies with porn stars while the husbands\nwatch. She has promised your release if you allow her to go to the party and\naccompany you. Your swollen balls ache as you tell her yes. Right now youre\ndriving in warm, sunny Flordia to the mansion where the party is to be held.\nAs you pull up you see several limos parked in the front of a goregous,\nenormous mansion. As you pull up, a large black man approaches your car with a\nguest list. \"Good luck,\" he says with a look of apprehension on his face \"and\nhave fun Tina\" he adds with a wink. Tina slides her fingers under her\nminiskirt and fingers herself as you park the car. Her moaning has your cock\naching against the chastity tube. As you get out of the car several bikini\nclad women approach you and your wife. One is a brunette wearing a blue\ngstring micro bikini. A second brunette approaches wearing a conventional\nbrown bikini, she is eyeing you and licking her lips. Its a good thing shes\nnot wearing a thong you think to yourself because her body is amazing and im\ndying in my cock cage. Lastly, a goregous blonde wearing a black swimsuit\nwalks right up to your wife and hugs her. Hi im melanie she says and before\nyou can react she reaches down and grabs your chastity belt. How long has it\nbeen? Two weeks? Three weeks? she inquires. Umm you stammer. Your wife told me\nabout your little situation here mister she giggles. You look at your wife.\nIts been three months Tina replies. The girls shrug it off. My husband hasnt\ncummed in over a year and a half replies the brunette in the brown bikini.\nWell im impressed, admits the woman in the blue gstring. I have to orgasm at\nleast once a day and i cant imagine living without that pleasure she beams.\nShe walks over to you and brushes her ass against your cock cage as she greats\nyou. Hi im veronica, this is going to be heavan for you she smiles. Come on\nfollow me! Your wife and the others follow Veronica through the mansion to the\nyard outside, as you walk through the mansion you can hear the moans of some\nof the wives getting slammed by porn stars. Once outside your mouth drops. In\nthe yard and spread around an enormous pool are maybe 50 beautiful women clad\nin revealing bikinis. Most of them are tiny gstring and micro bikinis and the\nrest are all thongs. Some of the women have their tops off and are flirting\nwith eachother and the 10 or so male porn stars. What do you think hun asks\nVeronica. About half are wives and the other half are female porn stars. The\nwives have hired them to teases the husbands ruthlessly she explains. Your\nwife tells you that she is going to leave you with Veronica to give you the\ntour and goes off on her own looking for a lover. Come on, teases Veronica,\ncan follow this tight ass around for a tour of the mansion? I want to show you\na very special room. You follow Veronica, watching her firm ass giggle as she\nwalks you into the mansion. You pass by two blondes in nearly idential pink\ngstring bikinis, the sight makes your balls swell. Veronica stops in front of\na door guarded by two large black men. She smacks your cock cage and giggles.\nLook Im sure what you see in this next room shouldnt come as a surprise to\nyou, your wife has told me all about you. She opens the door with a wink and\nyou walk down stairs toward a great deal of noise. Screams, moans, shreaks. As\nyou round the corner you enter a large darkened room with about 20 prison\ncells holding most of the women's husbands. There are two large black men\nholding down one of the husbands while he watches his wife suck on a porn\nstars cock. The wife figers herself vigorously as she slurps on the hard cock.\nSuddenly she begins to gasp and pant. Do it she shouts. Just then you notice\nthat the husbands balls have been cut out of their sack. A man approaches the\nhusband being held down and snips one of the testicles letting it fall to the\nfloor. Some of the prisoners shout but one of the guards beats them into\nsubmission. The wife approaches with her porn star and jerks his cock off hard\nwhile whispering into her husbands ear. Suddenly cum spurts out of the massive\ncock and the wife points it at her husbands chest. Thick ropes of hot gooey\ncum pour out onto the poor mans chest. Then as another orgasm mounts in the\nwoman she grabs her hubby's last testicle and snips it off, climaxing just as\nthe testicle hits the floor. She collapses in extasy as the porn star slides\nhis cum covered cock into her tight pussy....  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Soon To Be Eunuch", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Castration", "Summary": "My wife and I have decided to have me castrated. ( This is a true event that is going to happen.)", "Text": "` My wife and I have been married for thirty years. We are both in our\nfifties. Dawn has lost all but a vary seldom intrest in sex. We have talked\nabout this for soom time,and both decided that the best solution to the\nproblem is to have me castrated. Dawn had a hysterectomy five years and since\nthe her sex drive has went down hill at a steady pace. We both talked about\ncastration for soom time, and to tell the truth I've thought about it off and\non for over forty years, so I was vary glad when Dawn suggested it. It has\ntaken almost six months to fine a doctor that would do it. We live in Idaho\nwhich is a eary connservitive state. But finaly we found a doctor in Boise\nthat is willing to do the castration. We have made an appointment for July 3rd\nto have it done. I am really looking forward to that day. We are going to have\nthe balls remove and the scrotem as well because I don't want that ugly emty\nsac hanging there. I will write another installment to this letter after the\ncastration is done. Thanks Dawn and Steve  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sexual Servant", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "I can't remember anymore.  \n  \nIt wasn't like this always. I had a penis like most men.  \n  \nIt wasn't large, but it got the job done... I never realized that when I  \ntalked to him,  \nthat it would mean the end of my normal life.  \n  \nMy master found me drunk at a local bar. He took advantage of my current  \nstate, and  \nbrought me to his house.  \n  \nHe chained me to an X shaped rack. And raped my ass for what seemed like  \ndays.  \nHe brought his friends over, who all raped me, sucked my cock, and made me  \nsuck their  \ncocks. This went on virtually steady for two weeks as best as I can make it  \nout. They  \nkept me on LSD the entire time.  \n  \nAfter I don't remember how long I was a fuck slave, came the night of my  \ntransformation.  \nMy master tied me to the X rack yet again. He had invited all his friends  \nover. They  \nbegan fucking and sucking me like never before. Constant absolute total  \nanihaltion  \nthrough fucking. I was exhausted after I don't know how many hours of being  \nstimulated.  \nI was completly exhausted. Master then began massaging my now limp cock. He  \nthen placed  \ntight bands around the bases of my penis and scrotum.  \n  \n\"You, my beloved slave, have been wonderful in your duties so far. To  \nreward you for such  \ncomplete and total sexual gratification ofy masters, I take from you the  \none sacrfice  \nsecond only to your life it self, you balls and cock. I know you will be  \nhappy to give  \nthem up to please me.\"  \n  \nI was, I love my master, and I will do anything to please him.  \n  \n\"Now is your time to feel pain my lovely slave.\"  \n  \nWith that, my master brought forth his blade. It was a curved blade, honed  \nto a razor  \nsharp edge. He craddled the bow of the blade under my dying scrotum. My  \nmaster kissed me  \nhard on the lips, released me and pulled the blade upward. I barely felt  \nit, and looked  \ndown. It was a beautifully clean cut. An audience member then stiched the  \nwound. After an  \nhour or so of recovery and fucking among the audience, they brought out a  \nred hot branding  \niron. They red hot steel scorched a pentagram on my left ass check. The  \narea around my piss  \nhole was tatooed, and so was my ass hole.  \n  \nI now live my life for my master, and am his humble sexual servant.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A boy went brave deep in a cave (a poem!)", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR, Other: Poetry", "Summary": "My first try at writing a poem in English. Strong inspiration is needed for such a feat! :-) By the way, I also composed some music for it!", "Text": "\"If you don't succeed the first time, call it version 1.0\nand release it anyway.\" \n\nThis is version 1.0 of this poem. Many sections still need \nbetter wording. My English vocabulary is too limited to find\nrhyming words for everything! Ideas for improvement are \nwelcome. Send them to the Author Feedback Forum,  or to \npandrews12@yahoo.com.\n\n=====================================\n\n\n\nIn deep a cave\n==============\n\n\n                by Il Musico\n\n\nIn silent night, deep under ground,\na glaring light its object found.\nIt lit his grace.-  Now coming near,\nit lit his face, so pale from fear! \n\nOh yes, the boy did want it, \nas much as anything.\nBut now, so close to get it, \ncourage was wearing thin.\nFor centuries they used\nto do this to his kin.\nHe knew, if he refused,\nno longer could he sing.\n\nThe shirt came off, so did the pants.\nThe boy went on, with trembling hands,\nremoving now his underwear,\nhis mind awash in endless fear.\n\nHe had so long prepared\nhimself for this event.\nWith many friends had shared\nhis dream to nature bend.\nBut they had him deserted.-\nThe fear of pain and blood\nhad too much force exerted \non their so childish mood.\n\nThe naked boy stood waiting, shy.\nThe man invited him to lie\non this hard table, made from stone.\nHe look'd so fragile... so alone!  \n\nThe stone felt cold and daring.\nWas life to be that way?\nDevoid of love and caring?\nJust sing, eat, shit, and pray?\nPhilosophy had rosen,\nso close now to the knife.\nBut he had freely chosen\nthat special kind of life.\n\nThe slender lad, just twelve years old\nlay shivering from fear and cold\non that hard stone, sweat in his face.\nHis heart was beating fastest pace.\n\n\"Why did I silly dreamer\ndecide to get this done?\"\nDespair was growing larger.\nCourage was fully gone. \nHe thought of getting out here\nBut now t'was much too late.\nHis previous lack of all fear,\nhad sealed long his fate.\n\nThe boy sat up, about to run.\nThe man it saw. This was no fun.\nAnd quickly he did strap a leg\nof the poor boy to his hard bed!\n \nHis foot in straps now tied,\nthere was no way to run!\nThe boy lay back and tried\nto see the eery fun:\nHere was he, deep down under\nin this old murky grave,\ndeserted, helpless, naked,         \n - and trying to be brave...!\n\nThe man secur'd the other leg\nto the'other side of this hard bed,\nand also strapp'd aside the knee\nexposing what he needs to see.\n\nThe strappings made it easier\nto bear the heavy load.\nThere was no use in struggling.\nHe was now on the road.\nSomehow it made him happy:\nThe end of this long wait.\nHe even now did want it,\nbut still he was afraid.\n\nWith tender care the man now took\nthe boy's left hand, and with a loop \nhe tie'd it down, quite up the bed.-\nThe right hand then.- A tear was shed. \n\nThe boy could now not move much.\nHe was too thightly bound.\nBut thoughts cannot be bound such!\nThey roamed free around:\nJust how much would this hurt him?\nHe wondered in fear.\nWould all that pain be worthwhile?\nToo much for him to bear?\n\nThe man knelt down, he lit a match,\na fire crackled, smoke did hatch.\nHe needed heat for safety.\nTo cauterize. Sterility.\n\nThe friendly fire raised \nthe lad's so somber mood.\nDeep in his thoughts he praised\nthat light, that smell so good.\nHe knew, it would soon burn him,\nbut somehow that was fine!\nNo pain could ever turn him\naway from singing high!\n\nThe knife was hot, the iron red,\nThe time had come. The stony bed\nwas carrying a trembling boy.\nIt was too clear: This was no joy!\n\n\"My heart! Don't race so madly!\nI cannot stand it long!\nI need relief so badly\nfrom this enormous song! -\nGood bye, my fledgling manhood,\npromising many joys!\nYour time is now just seconds!\nGet off! Leave me my voice!\"\n\nThe man now grabb'd the doomed pair.\nHe thought a moment \"it's not fair\nto cut them off such nice a lad!\"\nBut choice he had not. It was sad.  \n\n\"My heart has stopped pumping!\nI will now surely die!\nOn lips and tongue I'm biting.\nCan I avoid to cry? - \nWhat is this man now waiting,\nto do the fateful cut? - \nIs this fear never ending?\" - \nHe kept his mouth well shut.\n\nThe knife now came, a rapid cut!\nA chilling scream! A lot of blood!\nThe iron follow'd, quick and deep.\nIt stopp'd the blood, but not the shriek!\n\n\"Oh Lord, let me scream louder,\nthis isn't yet enough!\nhow can your test on singing\nbe so enorm'ly tough?!\nThis pain is far exceeding\nthe worst I ever knew!\nMy body is just bleeding;\nmy soul is sore as few!\" \n\nPoor boy, he was so straight and proud.\nNow he is crying, long and loud.\nLet cry him, for deep in this cave\nfrom stranger's ears we are quite safe.\n\nHe never will forget this day.\nHe entered the cave so gay\nand happy of his sacrifice.\nHe left in pain, but smooth and nice.\n\nFor life he will be singing high,\nmake men enjoy, make women cry,\nthrough his clear voice, so heavenly,\nso full of charm, exceedingly.\n\n\nWho said the life of any boy\nis always filled up with joy?\nIn real life, a real lad\nis sometimes happy, often sad.\n\n\n         THE END\n\n===========================================\n\nWhile I have written a number of poems in other languages\n(and about other matters! :-) ), this is my first attempt \never at English poetry. I hope to get some help to clean\nup those parts that still need it, so I can someday \nupload version 2.0 to the EA!", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 79, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 104, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Odds and ends (ending)  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Odds and ends (ending)  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [TG] [PENECTOMY] [TESTICLES] [NULLIFICATION] Other: Magic, pseudo-\ncastration  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Five short stories, with five very different ways to loose it all. \n    None of these are true. This is my first castration story so enjoy \n    and feel free to use these idea\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    when I did I struggled against the pain and sat up. My dick and \n    balls were dark purple and obviously dead. I put my hand on them \n    they just fell off leaving the nut to hold the wound on my crotch \n    closed so I wouldn't bleed to death I could do nothing but cauterise \n    the wound and cry\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20080228175744/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Full Package", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A popular TV show where five lucky women get to take home \\\"The Full Package.\\\"", "Text": "` The Full Package `\n\nThis is a popular television show where five lucky women from the audience.get\nto take home the cock and balls of a young stud, \u201cThe Full Package.\u201d\n\nThe announcer walks up to the front of the stage with microphone in hand and\nannounces, \u201cWelcome ladies to \u201cThe Full Package\u201d, where you can get your own\nfull package.\u201d\n\n\u201cTonight we have five young studs about to loose their full package to five\nlucky ladies.\u201d\n\nIn the back of the stage on a platform are five young men with large penises\nand balls. These young men have had the cocks and balls treated with a\nchemical that both preserves the cocks and balls and makes them much larger\nthan the original. For all practical purposes they are dead just waiting to be\ncut off and presented to a contestant.\n\nThe MC is a blonde dressed in black tie and tails. She has holes cut into the\nfront of her blouse to show the very tip of her tits.\n\n\u201cWell ladies are you ready for the first contestant?\u201d\n\nThe crowd of women cheer and scream their approval. The platform that has the\nfive prizes\u201d moves forward into the bright lights. Their bodies have been\noiled up and glisten in the lights. Their cocks are erect and wave in the\nlights as they are moved to the center of the stage. Each man is completely\nnaked except for a number around his neck and he is handcuffed.\n\nEach member of the audience before the show is given a ticket with a number on\nit. Five of these numbers will be called. Each contestant is then brought to\nthe stage where she picks out a stud to have his cock and balls cut off. \u201cThe\nFull Package\u201d is then taken to be prepared the way each contestant wants it\ndone. She has three choices. First, the cock and balls are mounted on a plaque\nwith her name and the name and logo of the show; Second, the cock and balls\nhave a backing placed on them so they can be used as a dildo; and third, they\nare sent to the kitchen to be prepared as an entr\u00e9e for dinner later.\n\nThe MC calls for a member of the audience to volunteer to be her assistant in\nchoosing the numbers of the lucky winners of \u201cThe Full Package.\u201d Several women\nrush the stage. Two guards pick out a lucky woman and bring her to the stage.\nHer prize for being picked will be the chance of cutting off the cock and\nballs of each man. This is done by having the cock and balls of each man put\nthrough an opening of a guillotine like device. Since the cock and balls of\neach man has been treated with a chemical, he will feel very little pain and\nthere is very little bleeding. After the cock and balls have been cut off,\n\u201cThe Full Package\u201d is laid on a silver tray.\n\n\u201cNow ladies we will call the first number.\u201d The MC says. \u201cWho will be our\nfirst lucky winner.\u201d\n\nThe MC turns to her assistant and asked, \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d\n\nThe young redhead is motioned to talk directly into the mic and tell the\naudience her name and where she is from.\n\n\u201cMy name is Brenda and I am from Kansas,\u201d she says.\n\nThe MC then asks her \u201cAre you ready to pick the first name?\u201d\n\nShe squeals, \u201cOh yes!!\u201d\n\n\u201cThen reach into the bowl and pick out the first of our lucky winners.\u201d\n\nThe redhead named Brenda reaches into the big glass bowl and picks out a\nticket stub.\n\n\u201cPlease read the number on the ticket, Brenda.\u201d\n\nThe MC motions her to speak directly into the mic.\n\nShe reads the six digit number to the awaiting crowd. \u201cHere we go. \u201cIt is\n1,5,6,3,8,2.\u201d\n\nThere is a silence and then a blonde in the middle of the crowd screams,\n\u201cThat\u2019s me. I won.\u201d\n\nShe is brought to the stage. When she arrives on the stage the MC asks her\n\u201cWhat is your name and were are you from?\u201d She giggles and says she is from\nGeorgia and her name is Marylou.\n\n\u201cWell Marylou, are you ready to pick one of these fine young studs.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, yes!\u201d\n\n\u201cWhich one will it be?\u201d\n\nEach man has a number around his neck.\n\n\u201cI want number 3.\u201d She says.\n\n\u201cWill my assistant please escort number 3 down to us.\u201d\n\nThe redhead goes up to the platform and takes the arm of number 3 and escorts\nhim to the center of the stage. His cock bounces up and down as he walks to\nthe center of the stage.\n\n\u201cAre you ready for your Full Package?\u201d\n\n\u201cYou betcha, I am!\u201d\n\n\u201cWell Marylou, please cut the Full Package off.\u201d\n\nThe cutting machine is brought forward and placed in front of the cock and\nballs of the stud. Marylou then pulls his cock through the hole in the center.\nShe then pushes his balls through the hole. An upper plate is then brought\ndown to keep the cock and balls in place. There is a flat panel on top of the\ndevice. This where the assistant takes a large mallet and strikes the panel\nbringing the blade down on the cock and balls of the stud, thus cutting the\n\u201cFull Package\u201d off. His cock and balls then fall onto a silver platter.\n\nBrenda takes the mallet in her hands and raises it over her head trying to hit\nthe platform directly. She looks out at the audience which chants, \u201cCut it\noff, cut it off!!\u201d\n\nWith all her strength, she brings the mallet down onto the platform and the\nblade of the cutting machine slices through the cock and balls of the\nwhimpering man. His cock and balls fall onto the platter. The crowd cheers and\nscreams.\n\nThe MC picks up the platter and the camera zooms directly for a close-up of\nthe severed cock and balls.\n\n\u201cWell Marylou, what do you want done to your \u201cFull Package?\u201d\n\n\u201cI want it cooked. I have never tasted cooked cock before. I hear it is\ndelicious.\u201d\n\n\u201cOK Marylou, we will have it prepared for you to take home and enjoyed. I hope\nyou had a great time on this show.\u201d\n\n\u201cThat\u2019s great. Come again, maybe you will be one of our lucky winners again.\u201d\n\n\u201cNow Brenda, please select our next winner.\u201d\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 67, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 77, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat, No Cattle (part 4)", "Tags": "Other:  Cum Ranching", "Summary": "In which young males, proven fertile, are \"milked\" for their semen.", "Text": "The night crew of wranglers, younger than the women who had inducted\nLarry and his miserable group of captive boys into their barn-like\nquarters, came noisily into the enclosure about an hour later.  Larry\nfound himself yanked to his feet, lathered generously in his pubic\narea, and shaved clean in less than 3 minutes.  His penis, gripped\ntightly by a girl no more that 16, was instantly banded with some \nsort of metallic sensor.  He soon became aware that it had been glued\nin place and was not going to be removed by any effort he might muster.\nHis young companion was likewise and simultaneously shaved and clamped.\nAfter a disinterested examination of their butt-plugs, the girl left\nthe enclosure and was soon heard busily repeating her mission in an\nadjoining stall. They would realize the significance of the sensors\nvery early the next morning.   \n\n(to be continued)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 8, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thai cock-cutting catastrophe (news)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Thai cock-cutting catastrophe `\n\nDozens of Bangkok penises are annually \"fed to the ducks\" by vengeful wives.\n\n\\- - - - - - - - - - - -\n\nBy Hank Hyena\n\nAnother philandering Thai husband has been horribly stripped of his adulterous\nmanhood.\n\nBangkok police captain Samphan Panitphan went on a drinking binge with his\nbuddies last weekend, reports Saturday's Daily Record. Returning home to his\nsuspicious wife Sudjai, 28, he collapsed in a stupor.\n\nHis unconscious body presented an irresistible target to Sudjai, who carved\nout some vengeance for his recent affairs. She cut off his penis!\n\nRemoving the devious dicks of wandering husbands is becoming almost as common\nin Thailand as carving up coconuts. The slashing wives' habit is\neuphemistically referred to as \"tat lieng pet\" (feeding the duck) due to an\nincident in which the offending organ was tossed into a yard where a passing\nduck ate it.\n\nBangkok surgeons are challenged with about 60 penile attachment operations per\nyear, notes the Mirror. Victims and their removed rods must be stitched\ntogether quickly because isolated cock-cells expire in approximately one hour.\n\nShagnasty Says: Something's just aren't funny are they guys. What with Mrs\nBobbit and these Thia ladies there is a concerning trend here. What's wrong\nwith the time honored \"throw him out of the house and in to court\" I ask?\n\nWhen Samphan woke up screaming and bloody, he urgently telephoned his cop\ncolleagues for help. Arriving abruptly, they interrogated Sudjai about the\nmissing staff's whereabouts, but she refused to immediately divulge the\nlocation of its grave. When she finally guided everyone to a sewage drainpipe,\nthe extramarital member was deceased.\n\nSudjai was arrested and charged with physical assault, which carries a maximum\npenalty of 10 years imprisonment.\n\nIf convicted, will her punishment halt the plague of hose-hatcheting? Probably\nnot: as long as Thai men maintain their loose tradition of taking \"second\"\nwives, the first spouses will sharpen daggers for duck-food.\n\nDec. 7, 1999\n\n\\---------------------------\n\nI don't know about you guys, but this left me both horny as hell, and also\nscared. Being charged with physical assault and spending a maximum of 10 years\nin prison seems a paltry amount of punishment for ending a man's sexual life.\nThere really needs to be a more sever punishment for such a crime.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 62, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 22, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hotel Incident", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, Humiliation", "Summary": "This story seemed to write itself. I just typed it. I\\'m not quite sure what I\\'ve got here but I\\'ve submitted it anyway. We\\'ll see if anyone likes it.", "Text": "` `\n\nHotel Incident\n\nby\n\nKortpeel\n\n___________________________________________________________________\n\n\"I wish to make a complaint.\"\n\nAt 30 Janet Reid was young to be the general manager of the Grand Elizabethan\nHotel but she didn't bat an eyelid. \"Certainly Ms. Stoneway. Please step into\nmy office and I will give it my full attention.\"\n\nJanet knew that Ms. Stoneway was incredibly wealthy. That was a pity. Usually\nthe grandeur of the office overawed the very few who did complain. It made\nthem easier to deal with. It wouldn't work with Ms. Stoneway for whom grandeur\nwas an every-day fact of life.\n\n\"Do please take a seat Ms. Stoneway. May I order anything for you? Sherry,\nperhaps?\"\n\n\"No thank you.\" Ms. Stoneway's voice was icy as she settled her slender, well-\ndressed, perfectly groomed fifty-year-old form into the visitor's chair.\n\nJanet sat, took pen and paper for notes. The idea was to impress the\ncomplainant that the matter was being taken seriously. Not that it would be\neasy to impress Ms. Stoneway. She had been everywhere, seen everything and\ndone everything that she'd ever wanted to do. Janet suspected that the woman\nwas simply bored. Finding something to complain about was merely a diversion\nfor her.\n\nHowever it would be prudent to take the complaint seriously. Ms. Stoneway had\nonce bought out a company when one of its employees had offended her. Such was\nher vengeance that the poor wretch had needed therapy.\n\n\"Please tell me your complaint, Ms. Stoneway.\" And may I kiss your ass too?\nJanet added mentally.\n\n\"There's a man here.\"\n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n\"I repeat. There's a man here.\"\n\nSo bloody what? Janet thought.\n\n\"May I remind you that when the Feminist Federation International booked this\nentire hotel for our conference the complete absence of any human adult male\nwas a specific requirement? It was written into the contract and emphasised at\nour preliminary meeting.\"\n\nHow could Janet forget? They'd had to give all male staff paid leave and find\nsuitable females to take their place for the week. That had been difficult.\nWaiters were easy to replace but the chefs in the kitchen weren't. Neither\nwere the maintenance staff: those secret, invisible denizens of the hotel who\nfixed everything from a loose carpet to the plumbing and everything else that\never went wrong. Outside, Janet had decided to abandon the gardens for a week.\nThe all-male ground staff had given the lawns a close trim and gone away.\n\nThe hotel had even rented female security guards and arranged with the\nsuppliers for deliveries to be made by women.\n\n\"Really Ms. Stoneway? There certainly shouldn't be a man here. Where did you\nsee him?\"\n\n\"He was lurking around the back of the swimming pool. Peeping at the ladies, I\nshouldn't wonder.\"\n\nThere was a nasty glitter of triumph in Ms. Stoneway's eye. Janet could see a\nbreach of contract lawsuit in her future. If the Federation refused to pay on\nthis flimsy\n\npretext \u2026\n\n\"Would you describe him to me, please.\"\n\n\"Certainly. He was about mid twenties, five foot ten I'd say, slender build\nand fair-haired. And he was wearing hotel overalls. A workman of some sort.\"\n\nMs. Stoneway paused then in a voice of smug satisfaction added \"And he we was\nmale.\" She sat back in her chair, and waited for the grovelling apology from\nJanet.\n\nJanet knew that grovelling would never be enough. If she grovelled the old cat\nwould pounce and have her for dinner.\n\nJanet beeped the intercom. \"Get Beddowes in here. Now.\"\n\n\"You sent for me, Ms. Reid?\"\n\n\"Is this the person you saw, Ms. Stoneway?\"\n\nBeddowes instant appearance, like a genie from a lamp, threw Ms. Stoneway. He\nhad been in the secretary's office and simply walked through to Janet's\noffice.\n\n\"Er yes. That is the one.\"\n\n\"Beddowes, what were the arrangements regarding the male staff for the\nFeminist Federation International conference?\"\n\n\"No men were allowed here this week, Ma'am.\"\n\n\"What exceptions were there?\"\n\n\"None at all Ma'am.\"\n\n\"Then why are you here?\"\n\nBeddowes who'd been answering confidently enough clammed up and got shy. He\nwas hanging his head and looking at his shoes.\n\n\"Beddowes.\"\n\nBeddowes mumbled something that was inaudible.\n\n\"Speak up Beddowes. I can't hear you.\" Janet noticed that Ms. Stoneway was\ninterested in this scene. Ms. Stoneway was known to be rather an adept herself\nwhen it came to inflicting humiliation. She was intrigued by Janet's treatment\nof Beddowes.\n\n\"Because I don't count as a man, Ma'am.\" Beddowes was still looking at the\nfloor and was still mumbling.\n\n\"Beddowes for heavens sake speak clearly. Ms. Stoneway has lodged a serious\ncomplaint against you being here and I want her to hear your explanation.\"\n\nMs. Stoneway was developing a grudging admiration for what Janet was doing\nwith Beddowes.\n\n\"I don't count as a man, Ms. Reid.\"\n\n\"That's right Beddowes. You aren't a man any more are you?\"\n\n\"No Ma'am.\"\n\n\"Show Ms. Stoneway why you aren't a man.\"\n\nBeddowes eyes stared at Janet in mute appeal.\n\n\"For goodness' sake Beddowes! What have you got to be shy about?\"\n\nJanet had seen that by this stage Ms. Stoneway was enjoying the charade.\n\nSlowly the wretched Beddowes undid the buttons down the front of his overalls.\nHe took his arms out of the sleeves and the garment dropped to his ankles. He\nwas in his shorts. There was a look of anguish on his face. Janet thought he\nmight be about to cry.\n\nBeddowes kicked of the boiler suit and stood there looking ridiculous and\npathetic in his under-shorts of scarlet satin with white polka dots, shoes and\nsocks. He must have hoped Miss Reid would tell him to stop there. Instead she\nand Ms. Stoneway were just staring at him.\n\nJane knew that Ms. Stoneway would be taking in the soft, hairless quality of\nBeddowes body. She would be wondering whether the fat on Beddowes chest was\njust fat or could it be mammary development? Were the nipples more developed\nthan on a normal male?\n\n\"Get them down Beddowes.\"\n\nBeddowes seemed reluctant to comply.\n\n\"Do hurry up. We don't have all day.\"\n\nSlowly Beddowes slid down his shorts.\n\nMs. Stoneway gave a gasp of amazement. She stared at Beddowe's smooth pubic\narea, fascinated. She got up from the chair, walked over to Beddowes and\nlightly ran a hand over the featureless, nullified pube. It was apparent that\nBeddowes didn't qualify as a man. She pressed her index finger onto what was\npresumably the wee hole and smelt it.\n\nBeddowes merely stood there hanging his head.\n\n\"I'll be damned!\" Ms. Stoneway exclaimed. \"I've never seen anything like that\nbefore.\"\n\n\"Beddowes, tell Ms. Stoneway how you come to be in this state.\"\n\n\"It was an accident in the substation Ma'am.\"\n\n\"Really Beddowes? \" Ms. Stoneway said. \"What happened?\" There could be no\ndoubt of Ms. Stoneway's genuine interest.\n\n\"I got too close to the live bus bars,\" Ma'am. \"There was a flash over.\"\n\n\"Tell Ms. Stoneway what you were doing.\"\n\nAgain Beddowes' look of mute appeal was met with icy hostility.\n\n\"I was \u2026 I was masturbating, Ma'am. \u2026 And my ejaculate went on to the bus\nbars.\"\n\n\"And what was the voltage on the bus bars?\"\n\n\"11Kv Ma'am.\"\n\n\"Did you enjoy your last climax, Beddowes?\" Ms. Stoneway asked in the tone of\none making a polite enquiry.\n\n\"It was as if the Earth moved, Ma'am.\"\n\nMs. Stoneway turned to Janet. \"Thank you Ms. Reid. I am fully satisfied with\nthe explanation and that there is no breach of contract. Perhaps that glass of\nsherry at this stage \u2026 ?\"\n\n\"Beddowes, ask my secretary for two glasses of sherry.\"\n\nBeddowes stepped out of his shorts and looking more ridiculous than ever in\njust shoes and socks walked to the secretary's office.\n\nMs. Stoneway actually chuckled when she heard the secretary's astonished gasp.\n\nBeddowes returned bearing two crystal sherry glasses on a tray. He served them\nwith an amazing dignity, considering the circumstances.\n\n\"Thank you Beddowes. That will be all.\"\n\nBeddowes collected his shorts and overalls and withdrew to the secretary's\noffice again.\n\n\"What a remarkable person!\" Ms. Stoneway said after he'd gone. She was a\ndifferent person from the hostile complainant she had been. She seemed very\nhappy and pleased with life.\n\n\"He is,\" Janet told her. \"As well as being a qualified electrician he's also a\ntrained butler. Sometimes we hire him out to guests.\"\n\n\"I noticed how well he served the sherry.\" Ms. Stoneway emptied her glass.\n\"There's something rather intriguing about having a naked nullified butler.\nWould it be unethical if I tempted him away from you?\"\n\n\"You can make him an offer if you like. It would be completely up to him.\"\n\nMs. Stoneway was like an excited, happy schoolgirl when she left the office.\n\n\"Okay Stan,\" Janet called out.\n\nBeddowes, now dressed, came back, sat in the visitor's chair and waited while\nJanet counted one hundred dollars in tens from the wad in her drawer.\n\n\"Well done, Stan. That was brilliant.\" Janet handed him the hundred which\ndisappeared into an overall pocket.\n\n\"One aims to please, Ma'am,\" Beddowes said in his best butler's voice.\n\n\"Tell me, Stan, being like that: does it bother you much? Do you ever miss\nwhat you lost?\"\n\n\"Not at all, Ma'am.\" Beddowes was rising to leave. \"I have lots of friends.\nAnd in an emergency there's always the vibrator.\"\n\nEnd\n\nSafety Notes:\n\n1\\. It is dangerous to squirt your ejaculate on to live busbars.\n\n2\\. A substation is not a good place for a wank, unless spiders turn you on.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 86, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 163, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Assassin (groin gunshot)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "ssassin\n\nThe bullet ricocheted before landing in his buttock, causing him to howl in\npain. She would have to improve her aim if she didn't want to kill somebody.\n\nHer target didn't show himself again for several days. However, she knew he\nwas OK from the articles published in the local paper. She was still watching\nout for him, but from a different location. This time she wouldn't miss and he\nwouldn't go running to the police.\n\nHe ambled along the footpath that ran alongside the lake that used to be\ngravel pits. She waited patiently, in a bird hide. Nobody would suspect her of\nhiding. Tomorrow would be the day his life would change and her revenge would\nbe complete.\n\nShe lined up the cross hairs on the rifles sight as he walked along. Her\nfinger squeezed the trigger lightly whilst bracing herself. If he was killed\nshe might become a suspect. Anyway, if he was dead he wouldn't be suffering.\n\nThere was a sharp crack as the bullet left the rifle and flew towards the\ntarget. He froze for a moment, in shock, then collapsed on the path. She left\nthe hide, but didn't go to inspect her work. She would find out the results in\ndue course.\n\nLater that evening she knew she had been successful. However, she didn't find\nout the way she had intended. A knock at the door by two police officers and a\ntrip to the police station to help them with their inquiries meant she was\nstill a suspect.\n\nShe was told that the assassin she had hired had shot low and hit him in the\nnuts. It had made a real mess and the hospital had been unable to save his\nmanhood. What was left of his penis and testicles had to be removed. He had\nbeen lucky not to bleed to death.\n\nShe had to smile as she had now completed her revenge. Lots of coverage by the\nmedia would also ensure that he couldn't hide his loss. He had taken her\nvirginity and there wasn't any way she could take it back. However she had\ntaken what she could.\n\nShe remained a suspect even though the police never found the assassin but she\nsupposedly hired.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 30, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Punishment For A Repentant Pervert Parts I and II", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A flasher who is normally content with just exposing himself, goes one step too far and assaults a young woman. He is consumed with guilt and determined to prevent that happening again. He wishes to be castrated, but can he go through with it?", "Text": "` PART I `\n\nWhy did he do it? John couldn\u2019t easily say. But for two months he had paid a\nheavy price for his lust. Guilt hung over him like a heavy blanket he was\nunable to shake off.\n\nBut soon, the waiting and the agony would be over. He disliked hospitals \u2013\neven smart private clinics like this one. Yet he was here out of choice.\n\nIt was his decision and his alone: to be castrated as a punishment for what he\nhad done and to stop him reoffending ever again.\n\nThey weren\u2019t ready for him yet and the delay was agonising. He flicked through\nthe magazines but couldn\u2019t concentrate. He sat there motionless, staring\nfixedly at the wall, lost in thought, pondering his empty life.\n\nJohn was 30, single and unemployed. He lived by himself in a small, run-down\nbedsit on the outskirts of town. His grimy front window which he could never\nbother to clean looked out on to the street outside.\n\nOften he would fill the empty hours staring listlessly through the dirty glass\nfrom behind net curtains.\n\nIt was usually fairly quiet. The occasional passer-by would stroll along \u2013 and\nJohn would watch them absent mindedly. But one particular day, he took more\nnotice. A girl was walking along. She was around 17 with long blonde hair and\npretty blue eyes. She wore a white patterned dress with little pink sequins\nbraided into it. She looked happy and as the sun caught her dress, the sequins\ntwinkled.\n\nThere was a twinkle in John\u2019s eye too. The light white fabric was no match for\nstrong summer sunshine which cut straight through it.\n\nJohn stared in fascination at those strong slim legs beneath her skirt. But\nlooking at her wasn\u2019t enough for him. John was a flasher. \u201cJust one more\ntime,\u201d he said to himself. He removed his jeans and underpants and grabbed his\npair of running shorts which he put on, forcing his semi erect penis inside\nthem.\n\nAnd then, he slipped out of the door, gently closing it behind him. The girl\nwas approaching the end of the street. There were roads either side but\nstraight ahead was a dead end, save for a sandy path which led to woodland.\n\u201cPlease go in the wood, please,\u201d implored John as he silently ran after her.\nHe was in luck. She did so and John, panting in anticipation, caught her up\nand ran straight past her.\n\nSarah thought nothing of it. He was just another jogger; two had already\nhuffed and puffed past her earlier on. As for her, she was in no hurry. She\nwas off for a nice walk through the woods, all alone save for the birds, the\nbutterflies and the trees.\n\nJohn had kept jogging for a good way until the path led into thick woodland.\nHe looked around carefully. No-one was about. He stepped off the path behind a\ntree which still afforded him a view of the route the girl would take.\n\nJohn pulled down his shorts, almost ripping them as he struggled to push them\noff his shoes. He threw them to the floor. He took his now erect penis into\nhis hand. He began to masturbate slowly and carefully, eyes fixed on the path.\nSuddenly Sarah appeared and began to walk along it.\n\nPART II\n\nJohn allowed her to get closer before making his move. She looked perfect \u2013\nwith an innocence which all too many have lost by her age.\n\nShe was about a minute\u2019s walk away from him now and he stepped out on to the\npath. He stopped masturbating, fearing the intense excitement would make him\nclimax. Instead, he just stood there, cock erect and pointing towards the\ngirl, waiting for her.\n\nSarah trotted along, often glancing to her left and right into the dark woods.\nThen she saw John.\n\nShe didn\u2019t notice his penis at first. It was just a man standing there. She\nsaw his bare legs and subconsciously assumed he had shorts on. Sarah smiled in\nacknowledgement.\n\nShe drew closer. Then she became aware the man wasn\u2019t moving. She looked up at\nhis face, he wasn\u2019t smiling back. John was staring at her, through her. And\nthen she saw his penis. Thick and erect, surrounded by jet black pubic hair\npointing straight at her.\n\nShe stopped dead in her tracks. Eyes wide, a look of shock filled her face.\nJohn reached down and took his penis in his hand. Slowly, calmly, he pulled\nthe foreskin back and began to masturbate in front of her.\n\nSarah was rooted to the spot, staring at him in horror. And then John began to\nwalk towards her.\n\n\u201cGo away,\u201d she shouted, still unable to move. John came right up to her and as\nhe did so, she crumbled to the ground.\n\nHe stood over her, trembling. He had never done this before. All his previous\nflashes had been brief encounters \u2013 a quick exposure and a wank in front of\nhis victims, before scurrying off.\n\nBut this time it was different. John looked around. There was nobody about\nsave him and Sarah now sobbing in a heap on the forest floor.\n\nHe didn\u2019t want it to happen but couldn\u2019t help himself. He dropped to his knees\nalongside her and began caressing her legs, those strong firm legs he had seen\nstanding outside his dirty window.\n\nStill wanking with one hand, he pushed his other hand under her dress and\npulled it up. His conscience was desperately trying to prick him. \u201cDon\u2019t, do\nanything, please don\u2019t do anything,\u201d ran that voice inside his mind. But he\ncouldn\u2019t help himself.\n\nIn a moment of madness, John was about to do something very wrong that he\nwould always regret.\n\nTO BE CONTINUED\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 89, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Conchita's Payment", "Tags": "TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "John had the best night with sexy Conchita. But when he didn\\'t have enough money to pay her, She made other arrangements.", "Text": "\"Hey, do you need a ride?\" Asked John, as he pulled up to the curb. Conchita\nbent over to the open window of the pick up truck.\n\n\"No, but I'd like to give you a ride.\" said Conchita.\n\nConchita was dressed in an unbuttoned shirt tied at the bottom, revealing her\nmassive mamaries underneath. Her short pleated skirt kept blowing upwards in\nthe breeze, revealing her firm ass in a thong. Her legs were complimented with\na pair of 6 inch stilletto heels,which clacked as she walked. Conchita's black\nhair was in a sexy 1920's flapper cut. Her lips were covered in a bright red\nlipstick.\n\nConchita winked at John, who then opened the door. Conchita entered the pick\nup, and closed the door. She crossed her legs.\n\nJohn was turned on. he felt his cock bulge in his tightly fit jeans. But John\nhad to ask.\n\n\"are you a guy or a girl?\"\n\n\"I'm a shemale.\" said conchita.\n\nJohn was surprised, yet intrigued.\n\n\"do you have a dick or a pussy?\"\n\n\"A dick.\" she said.\n\n\"Can I see it?\"\n\nConchita lifted her skirt, revealing a bulge in her thong. She shifted the\nthong and her bulging cock flung out. Her pubic hair shaved. John quickly\nbegan stroking. He reached down and began touching Conchita's thighs.\n\n\"You are so feminine. can I feel your titties?\"\n\nJohn reached upwards and fondled Conchita's humoungus breasts. Contita took\nhis hand and placed it under her shirt and inside her bra. As John squeezed\nthe surgically enhanced tit, Conchita reached over and rubbed John's thigh,\nslowly working her way to his crotch. He was huge and hard. Conchita unzipped\nhis fly, and suddenly an enormous member sprung out.\n\nConchita bent down, and placed the man sized cock into her mouth. Her toung\ncarressed his dickhead.\n\n\"Careful, don't make me wreck.\" said john.\n\nThey drove to John's house. They went inside and went into the bedroom. John\ntook off his shirt and slid off his pants. Conchita untied her shirt, and out\nbounced two huge 42 HHH size breasts. Conchita then removed her skirt and her\nthong. John began sucking on Conchita's erect nipples. He worked his way\naround her massive mams. Then he worked his way downward to Conchita's\nthrobbing cock. He sucked harder and harder.\n\nConchita then shoved John onto the bed, where she started to tittyfuck him.\nHis cock seemed tiny between Conchta's melons. She went down, sucking hard on\nhis manmeat, then working her way to his balls.\n\n\"Let me bend you over.\" Said john.\n\nCOnchita bent over the bed, where John thrusted his cock into her tight ass.\nSlamming harder and harder, Conchita screamed in ecstasy. When John was done,\nConchita got up and bent John over. She thrusted her manhood into his virgin\nasshole over and over again.\n\nWhen they were done, they both went into the bathroom and washed each other's\ncocks off. Afterwards, they went into the bedroom.\n\n\"You are amazing. You are definately got your money's worth. You owe me three\nhundred dollars.\"\n\nJohn was shocked.\n\n\"Shit, I only have five.\"\n\nConchita was furious.\n\n\"You little fuck! How am I supposed to get a pussy with deadbeats like you? \"\n\n\"I'm sorry.\" said john.\n\n\"Well, if you can't pay with money, then I think I know another way.\"\n\nConchita took a rope out of her purse and tied John to the bed. She tied his\nhands and his feet down tightly. She took a ball gag, and tied it on John.\nConchita began stroking John's cock. She kissed it, then licked it. then\nsucked again. Conchita went into her purse, and pulled out a huge pair of\nscissors. Carressing John's manhood, she lifted his dick and balls. Conchita\nopened the scissors and placed the dick and balls between the sharp cold\nblades.\n\n\"If you won't pay me money, then you will pay with your manhood!\" said\nconchita.\n\nConchita sqeezed the sissors tightly. The sharp blades cut through. John let\nout a huge screem, muffled by the ball gag. Conchita held John's dick and\nballs in her hands.\n\nAfter nursing John's wounds. She untied John and removed the gag.\n\n\"What are you going to do with them?\"\n\nConchita popped the balls into her mouth and started chewing.\n\n\"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. \" moaned conchita. as she chewed. With one gulp, she\nswallowed them. Then she took John's severed cock. She licked it like a pice\nof candy. Conchita placed it into her mouth and bit off the head. She chewed\nslowly. Then she worked her way down the shaft, untill she popped the last\npiece of John's dick into her mouth. Conchita swallowed.\n\n\"Yummmy! It's all gone. Poor John. Now he has no dick. Now he has no balls. I\nguess you are not a man anymore. You will never fuck again. Poor baby.\"\n\nJohn started to cry.\n\n\"what are you going to tell your girlfriends? They are not going to know what\nyou are now. You are certainly not a man.\"\n\nConchita got dressed, picked up her purse. \"Are my titties worth it for you,\nDickless?\" she said as she Kissed John on the forhead, and walked out the\ndoor.\n\nAs Conchita walked off, another car pulled up. The door opened. \"Hi baby.\"\nsaid a sexy, muscular black man. Conchtia climbed into the car and closed the\ndoor. The car sped off into the night.\n\nMeanwhile, John looked at where his dick and balls once were. He lamented the\nloss of his manhood, and cried throughout the night.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 115, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Fraternity", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  The Fraternity  \n\nBy: Chop Chop\n([chopxxxchop@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/mailto:chopxxxchop@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[PENECTOMY] [TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    The price you pay to get into the most powerful fraternity around.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    The fraternity I was applying too was supposed to be one of the most \n    secret, and most powerful fraternities in the entire country. They \n    only let 100 young men apply, and out of those 100, only 25 would be \n    accepted for full membership. I was one of those lucky 25.\n    All week they had been systematically eliminating the competition. \n    First it was through tests of intelligence. Then of physical \n    endurance. The last day was something else all together. There were \n    only 30 men left. We were all ushered into a room, striped naked, \n    and left on our own for an hour. After an hour, three \u2018judges\u2019 came \n    into the room. They measured us for girth, length, looks, and they \n    even measured the exact size of our testicles. Five were asked to \n    leave. I couldn\u2019t help but notice that the five who left were the \n    five \u2018smallest\u2019 guys in the room. Not to say they had tiny cocks, in \n    fact, most men would probably kill to have cocks that big. It\u2019s just \n    that the rest of us had huge cocks. All ranging around 11\" fully \n    erect. And we all had huge sets of nuts. Just being in a room with \n    24 other guys as well hung as me was giving me the biggest turn on.\n    The head \u2018judge\u2019 addressed us all. He was also the head of the \n    fraternity. \"Congratulations! You 25 have been selected to undergo \n    the final step to become full brothers of our most sacred \n    fraternity. Report here tomorrow at 9am sharp. Your assignment for \n    tonight, go home and shave off all of your pubic hair. You are all \n    to report here tomorrow with absolutely no pubic hair. Is that \n    understood?\" We all said yes. We were then dismissed.\n    I went back to my apartment that night and did as instructed. I \n    removed every last trace of hair from my groin. I ejaculated three \n    times shaving my self. I then masturbated three times in a row, \n    experiencing my smooth groin.\n    \n    I reported along with the others to the same room the next morning. \n    The only difference was that the walls were lined with wrist and \n    ankle restraints. The room was large and white. It looked like it \n    could easily hold 300 people. The rest of the fraternity filed in. \n    They were all wearing white robes. There was the 25 second years, 25 \n    third years, 25 fourth years, and the fraternity president.\n    \n    \"Would each initiate please stand next to a restraint.\" Commanded \n    the president. We did so. The second years each chose one initiate \n    and strapped them into the wall. There were now 25 young men, all \n    with shaved groins, strapped naked to the walls. \"Today we undertake \n    the final step in initiating you 25 men into our fraternity.\" \n    Explained the President. \"There will be no backing out now. You have \n    all pledged yourselves to us, and we are grateful. Let us begin.\"\n    \n    The third and fourth years stood with the seconds years next to a \n    selected initiate. There was now three men assigned to each \n    initiate. Almost all of the initiates were sprouting huge erections. \n    \"Gentlemen, disrobe!\" The brothers obeyed the command and took off \n    there robes. There was an audible gasp from the initiates.\n    \n    The president of the fraternity had a huge penis. It had to be at \n    least 14\" fully erect, and as thick as a beer can. And his balls \n    looked like they were the size of tennis balls. I had never seen \n    such an enormous set of genitals on a man before. It was almost \n    inhuman looking. But what really drew the gasps were the rest of the \n    brothers.\n    \n    They were all perfect looking men. All well developed muscles, all \n    incredibly good looking. But they were far from perfect. All the \n    second years had smooth crotches. No sign that they had, or ever \n    had, a penis or testicles. The third years were the same. 50 men \n    without gentiles. All perfectly smooth, featureless crotches. The \n    fourth years were different. They all had large testicles, like the \n    initiates, but they lacked penises. Not a cock amongst them. In a \n    room of 101 men, there were only 26 penises. It was a shocking, and \n    hugely erotic sight.\n    \n    I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. I, and every other initiate, \n    began to realize, that none of us were leaving this room as complete \n    men. \"Begin.\" Commanded the president.\n    \n    The second years reached down into their robes and drew out a knife \n    each. One second year, about ten initiates away from me, approached \n    his initiate. He grabbed the initiates genitals with one hand and \n    pulled them away from the initiates body. The second year then began \n    slicing through the initiates penis. He sliced through the top of \n    the penis, and kept slicing, right into the sac. The initiate was \n    too shocked to scream, he just shed tears. He was could do nothing \n    but watch as his man hood was sliced away from his body. The second \n    year finished slicing through the initiates genitals, separating \n    them from his body. Surprisingly, the wound did not bleed.\n    \n    The second year passed the severed set back to the third year. The \n    third year took them and the knife and sliced the testicles from the \n    penis. The third tear then passed the penis back to the fourth year, \n    and handed the knife to the second year.\n    \n    Then it was the next initiates turn. And so on until it was my turn. \n    My second year walked up to me and grabbed by crotch. He pulled my \n    penis and testicles away from my body. He pulled so hard it began to \n    sting. He then placed the knife on the base of my penis and he began \n    slicing. There was no pain at all. He broke through the top layers \n    of skin, exposing the fleshy red muscles and veins below. He \n    continued to slice. By the time he got to the halfway point, I \n    expected to feel some pain. But there was noting. Just the gradual \n    lose of feeling in my penis. My penis was now detached from my body. \n    With only three more slices, my sac was severed from my body. There \n    was now only a red hole where my genitals had been.\n    \n    My second year passed my complete set to my third year. The third \n    year then sliced my testicles away from my penis. This time I could \n    feel it. It was an excruciating feeling. Yet, I found I couldn\u2019t cry \n    out. I didn\u2019t want to cry out. The pain passed quickly. Now the \n    third year passed my severed penis to the fourth year, and passed \n    the knife back to the second year, keeping the testicles for \n    himself.\n    \n    The process was repeated on all the remaining initiates. There we \n    were, 25 young men with only open wounds where our genitals used to \n    be. The fourth years took the severed penises and held them to their \n    groins, where their penises should have been. They all began to look \n    like they were in excruciating pain. A soft white light radiated \n    from each of their groins. Then, after about a minute, they all let \n    out a collective grunt of what can only be described as pleasure \n    mixed with pain. They all doubled over, then stood back up straight, \n    releasing their groins. Now, instead of just balls, they had \n    penises. Somehow they had attached our penises to their bodies. I \n    looked at my penis, now proudly standing erect from the groin of \n    another man. All the fourth years now looked like normal healthy \n    men.\n    \n    The third years took the severed testicles and held them to their \n    groins. They too took on a look of extreme pain. A soft blue light \n    emanated from their groins. After a minute, they let out a similar \n    grunt of pleasurable pain. They doubled over then stood back up, \n    releasing their groins. Now, instead of a smooth groin, they all had \n    beautiful sets of testicles, our testicles.\n    \n    The second years undid our restraints, and the president ordered us \n    all to get down on our knees. The fourth years walked up to us. Mine \n    grabbed me by the back of my head, and forced my erect penis into my \n    mouth. The feeling of sucking on my own cock was almost too much. I \n    sucked on it like there was no tomorrow. After ten minutes, I felt \n    like I was about to have the most intense orgasm in my life. It hit \n    me like a wave of pleasure, and my penis ejaculated into my mouth, \n    down my throat.\n    \n    My fourth year withdrew my penis from my mouth and my third year \n    licked all the remaining cum off it. I looked down at my crotch. \n    Where the red, open wound had been was now smooth flesh. No scare, \n    just perfectly smooth flesh.\n    \n    \"Welcome to our fraternity, my brothers. Each of you has a difficult \n    year ahead of you. You must now deal with life for two years without \n    any sexual organs. That is the price you must pay for the privileges \n    that come with this fraternity.\"\n    \n    I grew accustomed to the life without my penis or balls. I got to \n    know the new owners of my genitals quite well. Dave was the guy who \n    now has my penis, and Brad is the one who owns my testicles. I also \n    became friends with Mac, the one who took them from me. It turns out \n    that Dave has Mac\u2019s testicles. It\u2019s a tradition that the fourth year \n    gets the penis from the second year who gave him is testicles \n    initiate. So next year I will be the one who gets Mac a new pair of \n    nuts and Brad a new penis. Until my fourth year, the only sexual \n    outlet I have is sucking of Brad\u2019s nuts, Dave\u2019s nuts and dick, or \n    allowing Dave to take me up the ass. Not a bad price for all the \n    rewards and privileges I now get. And apparently when I get my new \n    full set, every orgasm I will have will be ten times more powerful \n    than any I have ever experienced before.\n    \n    I can\u2019t wait. \n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20080611120152/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 167, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Jimmy's Castration", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Jimmy enjoys his last orgasm before I snip his balls.", "Text": "` \u201cWhy don\u2019t you jack off?\u201d  \n\u201cYou mean right now?\u201d  \n\u201cYeah, right now. I\u2019ll take your picture!\u201d  \n  \nJimmy grinned at the idea of me photographing him beating off. He\u2019s always\nbeen proud of how far he can shoot his jizz. Most 17-year-olds can send their\ncum a long way when they try.  \n  \n\u201cOkay, let\u2019s do it!\u201d  \n  \nJimmy pulled off his tank-top, showing off his smooth chest and stomach. He\npulled off his jeans, then yanked his jockeys down just far enough to free his\ndick, which already was hard.  \n  \nMy boy leaned against the wall and started wanking. He spit in his right hand,\nmoving it slowly up and down the firm shaft.  \n  \n\u201cOh yeah,\u201d he moaned.  \n  \nJimmy used his left hand to circle his right nipple, bringing another groan of\npleasure. His whole body was tense. I knew it wouldn\u2019t take long.  \n  \nI took the lens cap off my camera and focused on Jimmy. His brown eyes were\nshut tightly as he approached climax. His hand jerked frantically up and down\nhis cock. I could see drops of pre-cum oozing from the slit.  \n  \n\u201cOh, shit!\u201d  \n  \nI pressed the shutter of my camera as the semen erupted from Jimmy\u2019s dick. The\nfirst drops hit his left shoulder, the second glob reached his chest. The last\nspurt landed on his stomach, some trickling into his bellybutton. There wasn\u2019t\nas much cum as last night, though. I guess the boy didn\u2019t have enough time to\nfill up his balls.  \n  \nJimmy didn\u2019t know it, but he had just enjoyed his last ejaculation as a\ncomplete boy. It was the very last time his balls would dangle below his cock\nas he beat that proud piece of meat.  \n  \n\u201cHow about a beer?\u201d  \n\u201cSure!\u201d  \n  \nWhile Jimmy used his shirt to wipe the cum from his chest, I slipped the\nsedative into the bottle of beer. He eagerly downed the brew, and I smiled as\nI gazed at his pretty cock, still dripping jizz from its tip.  \n  \nIt was a real thrill when I opened up his scrotum and tugged at his balls. It\nwas bloodier than I thought it would be, but there they were, a lovely round\npair just waiting to be snipped. I pulled on them, stretching out the cords. A\nmoment later, they were lying free in my hand.  \n  \nAt this point, I was so turned on that I couldn\u2019t help myself. I pulled my\ncock out and used my left hand to beat off, still holding Jimmy\u2019s balls in my\nright hand. It took only a few seconds before my semen was shooting over his\nballs. It was the most exciting moment of my life.  \n  \nJimmy took it hard, of course. What boy wouldn\u2019t? But after a few weeks, he\nbegan adjusting to life as a eunuch. He told me that he was actually glad that\nhis life wasn\u2019t controlled by his balls anymore. Now that his dick is always\nsoft, Jimmy seems a lot happier than before.  \n  \nAuthor\u2019s note: To see photos of Jimmy and his castration, please go to this\nwebsite:  \n  \n[Click\nhere!](http://web.archive.org/web/20100310170444/http://www.geocities.com/gub822/jim.html?1076538625312)  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Honey, have you seen my balls?", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "A cross between the tv show Bewitched, and a cartoon I saw recently....this one is really fantasy...I think...", "Text": "Finally....the weekend...sitting around, drinking some beer...maybe a little\nsex?... then she walked in!\n\n\"OK...give em'up\" she ordered! I knew what she meant but pretended I didn't!\n\n\"You're at home now, you don't need 'em around here...and you KNOW...I own em'\nso give em'up!\"\n\n\"But I like feeling them\" I protested....\n\n\"OK...I'll sensetize the spell for the weekend....now STRIP!\"\n\nI slowly dropped my pants, and Sam, my witch wife, reached between my\nlegs...and retracted her hand...with both of my full, balls in her palm!!\n\n\"Oh, They're heavy...I guess you were too busy to jerk off today!\"she\nremarked...\n\nSam gave my balls a hard squeeze, and I crumpled to the floor in pain!!\n\n\"You said you wanted to feel them!!\"\n\n\"Honey!...please!..be carefull!....\"\n\nShe rolled them around in her hand, and I could feel every second of it!!\n\nSam twitched her nose and in a second she was naked! she sat back in her easy\nchair...still rolling my balls in her hand!\n\n\"EAT ME\" she ordered!!\n\nI crawled between her legs and buried my tongue in her pussy!! She startes\ncumming wildly and as she did, her hand tightened into a fist!!!\n\n\"AAAUUUGHHHHH...MY BALLS!!\" I cried out!!\n\nShe just growled at me...and dropped my nuts into her tall glass of iced tea!!\n\n\"AAH!...OH\"....OW!..HONEY!...c-c-cOLD!...\" I was crying!!\n\n\"EAT MY PUSSY!!\" she screamed at me!!\n\nI returned to her crotch...shivering and sobbing! Several more orgasms later\nshe pushed me away and headed to the kitchen wih her drink!\n\nSam rinsed my nuts with hot water and I went from one agony to another!!\n\n\"OWWWWWWWWWWW!\" I screamed!\n\nSam rinsed them in cold water next, then informed me she had to go to the\nstore!! After she backed the car out of the garage, she tossed my balls onto\nthe dash!! I could feelthe vibration of the car....then...uh-oh...they began\nto roast in the sun!!\n\n\"OW!...OW!...HOT!\" I ran around the house crying!! At least she took them in\nthe store with her! In her purse...my balls were squashed against her\nhairbrush!!\n\n\"OH!...OH! FUCK! IT HURTS!!\" I was sobbing, crawling around on the living room\nfloor! She moved them to find her money...and she dropped one of them onto the\nfloor!! I was at home, rolling around on the floor, in agony!!\n\nBack in the car...she chuckled at her clumbsiness! Sam put one of my balls\nback onto the dash..to roast again....and held the other one in front of the\nair conditioner outlet!! I was screaming in confused pain...one was ice cold,\nthe other one red hot!\n\nWhen she walked into the house, she just laughed!\n\n\"Something wrong?, Baby!?\"\n\nI begged her for my poor testicles...she said \"NO!\"\n\nNext, Sam inserted MY balls into her pussy and I was in heaven!! Again I was\nbetween her legs and every time she came...my nuts were squeezed inside her\nuntil I was in tears!\n\nSam finally told me that MY balls should be put somewhere safe! She wrapped\nthem in an old piece of coarse wool blanket and hid them in her dresser!!\n\n\"NO!...NO!...PLEASE\n\n!...HONEY...NOT the army blanket...PLEASE!..The itching was driving me insane!\n\nI was grabbing my crotch, trying to scratch an itch that wasn't there!! Sam\njust watched me suffering!\n\n\"I'll do anything!...ANYTHING!!...PLEASE!...just make it stop...YOU can HAVE\nTHEM...THEY'RE YOURS!...PLEASE!!\"\n\n\"I want that too!\" she finally said...\n\n\"Wha....my...my cock too?!\" I cried!\n\nI'll give you my pussy...but when I fuck you...with YOUR cock....I'm going to\nget MY orgasms, from MY pussy....and still cum inside you!!\"\n\nI couldn't believe it!!\n\n\"But...I don't get...to cum?!\"\n\n\"You want to CUM?\" she hissed....\"Try this!\"\n\nSam crossed her arms....twitched her nose and I fell to the floor gasping!! I\nstarted to cum...internally...like she did...no erection, no\nejaculation....just absolute pleasure, that continued, on and on, until I was\nin agony!!\n\n\"OK!...OK!...NO MORE!!...YOU WIN...PLEASE!...WHATEVER YOU WANT!!\"\n\nLater that evening, I sat moping in the living room next to my witch wife!!\nBetween my legs was the most gorgeous pussy in the world....i couldn't stop\nplaying with it, fingering myself...Sam was moaning with what she felt, from\nmy attention to my...I mean her pussy! Between HER legs, MY balls hung heavy,\nMy cock was getting hard, again...on HER body!!\n\n\"Baby\" she whispered...\n\n\"come suck me off again....I love it when you make me cum in your\nmouth...after all...it IS..YOUR CUM!!\"\n\nFor the 4th time in an hour, I took My cock into my mouth and Sam slammed my\nface to her belly and my cock, into my throat!!\n\n\"Isn't that how you like it Baby?\" she laughed loudly!!!\n\nmojoel531@msn.com  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 94, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Glans Recipes (Brief But Tasty!)", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Nurse lists some of her favourite man recipes", "Text": "` Among the burgeoning taste for male genitals, one area that always seems to\nbe neglected is the glans. The little penis-head 'fruit' is one of the most\nversatile of foodstuffs and doesn't deserve such overlooking. `\n\nRemoving the glans is a matter of choice. Some ladies like to have the male\nlay his todger down on the chopping board and simply cut it off with a single\nsweep of their meat cleaver. I always use a penis guilloutine myself. It\nincreases the terror for the male and it's a wonderful moment when he's been\n'beheaded' and his decapitated mauve mushroom is resting in the scaled-down\nstraw basket beneath the guillotine.\n\nSome ladies prefer to buy already-separated whole penises from their supplier\nand remove the end from these but I think using a live male is much better. It\npartially 'reduces' them in an area they love the best; it's very painful and\nhumiliating for them; you've got the rest of their carcass to construct other\ndishes from AND their glans is guaranteed 'fresh': some of the store-bought\npenises have been kept in deep refrigeration for two years or more. Although\nsuch meat is perfectly healthy, like any long-frozen meat, upon thawing it\nwill have lost much of its essential taste.\n\nHaving amputated the glans and washed it clean of blood (there won't be much),\nwhat to do next with it? well, some ladies like it as a mini-beetroot. after\nall, it IS the right clour! Marinading it overnight in vinegar will see the\nessential juice permeate the glans and turn it into a beetroot, as desired.\n\nIt can be cooked (lightly now - gas mark '2' and only for five minutes!)\nbefore being allowed to cool and being placed inside a vol-au-vent case.\n\nChinese ladies will perhaps prefer to use filo pastry and construct a won-ton\nparcel or even a battered glans out of their material.\n\nIt's delicious cold and uncooked too, although it can be slightly chewy for\nthose unused to eating such sweetmeats. All-in-all, it's a wonderfully\nversatile food - much too good to be allowed to go to waste, adorning any man.\nGet penis-shortening today - you know it makes sense!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 68, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 21, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Marine Captured and Mounted", "Tags": "BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A marine is captured and taken to Iran. His little penis is exposed and then he faces the threat of castration only to loose something even more precious.", "Text": "Marine in Iran\n\nI was a hot, young, athletic stud. I loved to jerk off and I did so regularly.\nI had a little dick. It was only 4 inches when hard and I kept it totally\nshaved. I was stationed in Iraq near the Iranian border. While I was sleeping\nin my tent, three soldiers came in and put a chloroform rag over my face. I\nwas out cold. I awoke in an Islamic Training Camp. My captors were very young\nmen. Most of them appeared to be teenagers. One of the teens came over to me\nand said: \u201cAmerican, you go into shower room and get clean. Take off clothes\nand leave them on the floor. You come out when I say.\u201d I obeyed. No one\nfollowed me into the shower room. After about 15 minutes the Iranian teen\ncalled out: \u201cCome out now American. Come out of the shower room and walk\noutside over to me. Walk with your hands at your side.\u201d\n\nAs soon as I walked out, the Arabs got their first look at my tiny, shaved\npenis and balls. The teens were talking to one another and pointing at my\ngroin. The teen who spoke English looked at me and said: \u201cAmerican, you have a\nlittle pee pee. It is the penis of a little boy not the penis of a real man.\nYour pubic hair is shaved smooth making your little clit of a dick appear even\nsmaller.\n\nWe captured you for a reason. You will be freed at the border when we are\nfinished with you. We captured you so that we can castrate you. Then when you\ngo back, your castration will strike fear in the other young men who will\nrealize that they too could be captured and castrated.\u201d\n\nSeveral of the young Arab teens dragged me to the stocks that they had built.\nThey put my arms and my head into the stocks and then locked them. It wasn\u2019t\nlong after that that I felt someone feeling my balls. My cock got rock hard.\nThen I felt someone putting their fingers into my ass hole. I told them to\nstop. \u201cGET YOUR FINGERS OUT OF MY VIRGIN ASS.\u201d The teen laughed and then\nshoved his thick, uncut 10 inch dick into my virgin hole. I screamed in pain.\n\u201cAmerican, if you cum, we are going to castrate you. Don\u2019t shoot your sperm\nunless you want to loose your baby makers for good.\u201d\n\nI couldn\u2019t help it. As I was being fucked, another teen started jerking my\ndick and tickling my balls. I was getting closer to shooting and I didn\u2019t like\nit. The teen fucking my ass started to jab harder and deeper. When he did\nthat, he started pushing me to the point of no return. I screamed out: \u201cPLEASE\nDON\u2019T TAKE MY BALLS. I NEED MY BALLS. I BEG YOU TO LET ME KEEP THEM. I WILL DO\nANYTHING, I PROMISE.\u201d\n\nThen I started to shoot my load. It came out in sharp spurts. When I stopped\nshooting, the teen came over to me and grabbed my balls. I started to buck and\nshout. I was trying to pull my legs together. Then he shocked me by saying:\n\u201cYou can keep your balls my American friend. We have decided to take something\nelse from you. We are going to cut off your little cock.\u201d I couldn\u2019t believe\nwhat I was hearing. I cried out: \u201cOH MY GOD, DON\u2019T CUT OFF MY COCK. HOW WILL I\nCUM WITHOUT A COCK TO JERK. OH GOD, DON\u2019T DO THIS TO ME.\u201d\n\nThey pulled my cock away from my body and then cut my dick off so that I just\nhad a little nub. They cared for me until I was better and then they took me\nto the border and released me. The news that my penis had been cut off sent\nshivers through the sex organs of all the men in Iraq. I was left to suffer.\nThe only way I could cum was with a vibrator or when a man fucked me. I can\u2019t\nbelieve they cut off my penis.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Girlcirc", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Cheerleader gets circumcised. Repost from Usenet.", "Text": "GirlCirc\n\nReposted from Usenet alt.sex.stories. Author unknown.\n\n\nSally\u2019s mummy has had her clitoral prepuce removed to improve her \nsexual \nresponse.  Six weeks ago, 15 year old Sally went along to see the \nDoctor \nat her mother\u2019s suggestion.  The Doctor flanneled poor young Sally \nand \nconvinced her that she needed the operation as well.  The Doctor \nknew that \nSally was a cheerleader and just wanted to get his hands on her \nfresh \nyoung pussy.  Whilst inspecting the hapless teen, he noticed that \nher \nhymen had not been broken..  A virgin!  He had never circumcised a \nvirgin \nbefore!\n\nThe Doctor instructed Sally to return the following Friday evening, \nto \nwear her shortest skirt and to bring a clean pair of white panties. \n \nSally should not date any boys before she returned.  Finally, the \nDoctor \nenquired about Sally\u2019s masturbation method.  Coyly, she showed him. \n She \njust squeezed her thighs together.  Good thought the Doctor, no \nchance of \nher hymen breaking.\n\nSally\u2019s big day arrived.  She thought about what to wear but did not \nreally have a skirt that short.  So she decided to wear her \ncheerleader \noutfit with a pair of Persil white panties.  She put another pair of \nfreshly laundered panties in her school bag and set off to school.\nHer school day passed in a haze.  She thought about her appointment \nfor \nlater.  Was her operation the same as when baby boys had their \nforeskins \nremoved she wondered.  Her mind wandered onto thoughts of the \nFootball \nTeam and the boys sleek cocks.  Her panties grew damp.  Images of \nfirm \nerections filled her mind.  Her rhythmic squeezing began.  Before \nshe \nknew it, she had cum in her panties, the word \"circumcision\" going \naround \nin her head...\n\nShe rang the Doctor\u2019s bell and pushed the door open as it buzzed.  \nShe \nentered the empty waiting room when Dr James appeared.  He had sent \nall \nhis staff home but had invited Dr Brian to assist.  Dr Brian was a \nmuch \nolder Doctor than Dr James and that reassured her.  He was also \nquite \ngood looking, Sally thought.\n\nDoctor James led Sally down a corridor and through a door with the \nletter \n\"C\" on it.  Dr Brian followed behind.  Dr Brian stood behind Sally \nas he \nclosed the door.  Dr James praised Sally for doing as she had been \ntold \nand for wearing a skimpy skirt.\n\n\"I want you to bend over and remove your shoes now please, Sally\" Dr \nJames ordered.\n\nThis provided Dr Brian with a good view of her knicker clad bottom. \n Dr \nBrian quickly grabbed the concealed hypodermic syringe and pushed it \ninto \nSally\u2019s bum.  In the same movement, he depressed the plunger.  Sally \nstarted as the needle sunk into her bum.  Dr James grabbed her to \nsteady \nher and then stood her upright.\n\n\"That injection is to calm you down so that we can proceed with your \ncircumcision.  I will circumcise you whilst Dr Brian here will \nperform a \nhymenectomy.  A hymenectomy will remove your hymen.  You will still \nbe a \nvirgin but your first sexual intercourse with a circumcised boy will \nbe \nless painful\", explained Dr James.\n\nDr James moved his hands up Sally\u2019s skirt until he felt the gusset \nof her \nknickers.  He started to rub.  Sally moaned.  Dr James started to \ndescribe boys cocks to her.  Sally felt a gentle buzzing in her \npanties. \nDr James was using a wicked vibrator to stimulate her teeny pussy.  \nSally tried to resist but it was useless.  The thoughts of boys \ncocks \nfilled her mind and she went into a thigh-shuddering orgasm.  Dr \nJames \nkept up the pressure on her clitoris, Sally was up on her tippy toes \nnow \nas the vibrator stroked her knickers.  Dr James switched her mind to \nthoughts of a girls tribal circumcision in Africa.  All the girls \nsitting \nin a row, a helper diddling with their clits.  When the girls have \ncracked reasonable hard-on\u2019s, the circumciser moves forward.  With \none \nhand, he pulls out their hooded clits, with the other he deftly \nslices \nthrough their foreskins and clits.\n\nSally\u2019s pussy is trying to swallow the vibrator as she shudders \nthrough \ntwo more orgasms.  Her legs have given out as James and Brian \nmanhandle \nher onto the \u201cCircumstraint\u201d.  Dr Brian peels Sally\u2019s knickers off, \ngiving them an extra tug as they are stuck between her big wet pussy \nlips.  Sally\u2019s scent is of a well wanked out girl and there is a \nphenomenal wet sticky patch in her white gusset.  Dr Brian puts her \nknickers into a plastic bag and seals them up.  He then gives the \nteen a \nlecture about not thinking about boys for a while or her soon to be \nclipped clit will start to ache.\n\nDr James returns with the equipment necessary to depilate her pussy. \n They decided to use cream as it was quicker. In no time at all, \nSally\u2019s pussy looks more like the winkie of a Junior \nHigh School girl. Bald and soft.\n\nBefore they can start the operation, there is a liquid mater to be \ntaken care of. \"Would you like to do a wee wee, Sally, before we \nstart to circumcise you?\" asks Dr James.\n\"Yes, please\" replies Sally, \"I\u2019m bursting!\"\n\nSally is lifted so that a special potty can be placed under her \nbottom.  She starts to pee, the force of the hot urine causes her \ncrumpled up lips to flap out.  Dr Brian thinks that they are too big \nand it is decided to trim them back.\n\n\"Sally, we are going to trim your winkie lips back when we \ncircumcise you.\" informs Dr James.\n\n\"Uh, OK\" mutters Sally.\n\nJames starts to examine Sally\u2019s eyes to see if she is ready.  Whilst \nshe is distracted, Dr Brian releases a catch on the special potty.  \nA needle shoots out from the splash plate and penetrates Sally\u2019s \nclit.  Drs James and Brian had developed the special circumcision \npotty as a way of \nanesthetizing girls pussies just prior to the snip.\n\nSally moans as her pussy is put to sleep.  Brian cleans her winkie \nas \nJames prepares the instruments.\n\nJames takes a pair of locking forceps and slides them up Sally\u2019s \nprepuce. He reaches the top then closes them, so crushing her \nforeskin.  Whilst her foreskin is being crushed, James asks the girl \nabout the other cheerleaders.  Are there other girls who might be \npersuaded to undergo \ncircumcision?  What were their pussies like?\n\nFinally, it was time to release the clamp and to make the dorsal \nslit.\n\nThis is the real start of Sally\u2019s circumcision. James asked Brian to \nuse two forceps to secure the foreskin, either side of the crush \nline.  With the foreskin being gently prised apart, James \nreleases the clamp and makes the dorsal slit.  Sally\u2019s sore teen \nclit is \nnow exposed.  James completes her circumcision by trimming off the \nflaps \nof her foreskin.  He then powers up the electrocautery machine to \nseal up \nher excised foreskin and to use on her winkie lips. First, her \nwinkie lips need to be anesthetized.  Brian injects both flaps and \nawaits the drug to do its work. The elctrocautery machine is used to \nclamp her labia then the current is applied.  The elements sear \nthrough her lips, removing the excess and \nsealing the remnants.Sally is now trimmed up.\n\nBrian moves in now.  His job is the specialised task of opening her \nhymen...", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 103, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia drops the New Year Ball(s)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia wrecks a terrorist plans.Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia Drops the New Year ball(s)\n\nMy name is Thecia I\u2019m a 31 year old cutter. I am an engineer on my \u201cDay job\u201d\nbut cutting is my passion. A big set of balls falling into a stainless steel\nbowl is music to my ears. I work all over the world, so my trail of hacked\nnuts is extensive.\n\nI travel so much on my job that I seem to miss being home for holidays. This\nyear I made it home for Christmas, but it looked like I\u2019d have to be in the\nnorth east for New Years Eve.\n\nOne of the laborers at the refinery where I consult approached me and asked\nfor advice. It seems that his brother, Abdul, had made plans to detonate a\nbomb in the middle of the Times Square festivities this New Years Eve. His\nbrother was an anti American radical and the man didn\u2019t know what to do.\n\nI asked him to get me the plan and I told him that I would take care of it.\n\nA young man, a hotel employee was to bring the explosives to his room four\nhours prior to midnight. I got into the hotel before the police closed off the\nstreet and found a housekeeping closet to wait.\n\nPrecisely at eight PM the young man, carrying a large canvas bag, arrived at\nroom 332 where Abdul opened the door for him. I walked by in my black all\npurpose party dress as though I was a tourist. When the door was opened enough\nI sapped the young man with a leather billy and at almost the same instant\ntased Abdul with 50,000 volts. Both men hit the floor in a pile.\n\nI\u2019m only 120 pounds but I work out and I\u2019m pretty strong for my weight. I was\nable to tie both men to doors with most of their weight borne by the door\nstructure. I taped both men\u2019s mouths and tied off their legs. They were now\nimmobile in the fashion of a medieval dudgeon.\n\nI took my time and stripped naked to lessen the chance of getting blood on my\nclothes. They man not be allowed to look at naked women but both men showed a\nbulge at once. I giggled to myself, that problem would end soon.\n\nI turned the TV on and watched the pre midnight show. I opened the canvas sack\nand examined the explosive vest I found there, it looked dangerous.\n\nAt eleven thirty I cut the men\u2019s pants and underwear off, their erections came\nback. Both tried to protest but the duct tape did its job.\n\nI plugged in my soldering Iron and retrieved my scalpel. The men now showed\nterror in their eyes.\n\nI began with the younger man. His seven inch cock was hard as a rock, his\nballs were not huge but they were low hangers. He tried to scream as I\ncarefully sliced his nutsack off. The soldering iron cauterized the wound\nwell. His balls hung there like two Christmas tree ornaments. I turned to\nAbdul who struggled mightily. His sack came off with little problem, Because\nof the soldering iron the smell of cooking flesh filled the room, The aroma\nwas much like a pork roast cooking, now offensive at all. Abdul\u2019s dick was\npretty small but his balls were world class. They hung like two big lemons\nfrom their cords. Both men were sobbing uncontrollably, so much for the\nterrorist heroes.\n\nI placed the sacks in a zip lock bag of salt. That would preserve them until I\nhad them tanned and made into small purses.\n\nDuring the four hour wait, I decided to both amuse myself and show these men\nwhat they would be missing. I donned my velvet gloves and gave each man a hand\njob. I love seeing naked nuts pull up and cum for the last time. First the\nyounger man\u2019s cords tightened and thick ropes of cum shot across the room. The\nvolume impressed me, for little balls they sure put out a lot. Abdul\u2019s balls\npulled up in the same way but despite the size of his set, they only dribbled\na teaspoon full. It was fun anyway.\n\nWhen the TV announcer said ten minutes to midnight, I tied off each set of\ncords and vessels. When the big crystal ball began to fall I began snipping\nnuts off. They all hit the floor within seconds of the New Year. I only wish I\ncould have cut all four off at the same instant, but I did the best that I\ncould. Each testicle made a faint plop as it hit the floor.\n\nI left the hotel by the back door and strolled off. The police didn\u2019t care\nabout anyone leaving the perimeter, so I had no problem.\n\nI made my way to the Staten Island Ferry and on the trip across, I called 911\non my untraceable cell phone, I used the words \u201cTerrorist and room 332,\u201d then\nI tossed it and my nutting kit into New York Harbor. I retrieved my car and\nwent to a diner in NJ where I had eggs Benedict and coffee. Nutting always\nmakes me hungry.\n\nThe four terrorist nuts have already been made into Christmas tree ornaments\nfor next year.\n\nRespectfully submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "More Urethral Torture", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, PENECTOMY, MINOR", "Summary": "A new method of urethral play", "Text": "He was finally home. My boyfriend Jake, that hot fourteen year old boy with\nhis huge cock, much bigger than mine, was home from his trip to South America.\n\nThe moment we were alone, he ripped my clothes off. As he pulled my bikini\nunderwear down, he examined my cock, with the prince's wand in it. He had\nlocked it in my cock before he left three weeks ago. It was huge, and it\nburned like hell everytime I had to piss. And of course, it was so long that I\ncouldn't cum. Jake was only fourteen, and I was seventeen, I loved young teen\nboys. Jake used this to his advantage. After I fucked that hot tiny ass for\nthe first time, he said he'd tell unless I became his willing sex slave. I\nagreed. His favorite thing to do was to fuck my cock, he'd even gotten his\npinky finger in once. I always protested, but my cock was rock hard at the\nvery mention of urethral play.\n\nBut this night was different. We went downstairs to his basement, where Jake\ntied me to a large wooden X in the back of the room. He unlocked the prince's\nwand and took it out of my cock. Then, he left the room and returned with a\nbucket of water and a jar of something murky. He placed the bucket of water\nunder my cock, and guided the head into the water. Next, he opened the jar and\npoured its contents into the bucket. I noticed something small swimming very\nfast. \"W ... what's that?\" I asked.\n\n\"This,\" said Jake, \"is a Candiru fish. I got it on my trip. These fish are\nlittle monsters. You see, when a boy pees in a river where they live, it will\nswim up his pee stream, right into his cock. There, it lodges its spines into\nthe boy's urethra ... causing the most instense pain ever. The only way to\nstop it is to remove the cock.\" I shivered at the idea, it was scary, and my\ncock went limp. Jake wanted me to be hard for this, and he began to strip.\nFirst his shirt, then pants, then finally his sexy underwear. Watching that\nhot teen body, his almost hairless skin, that huge cock of his, made me hard\nagain. \"Well, in your case,\" he began, \"I don't think you'll need to piss.\nI'll make you cum instead ... yes, your very last cum.\"\n\nWith that, Jake began to slowly jack me off. I tried to stop myself from\ncumming, but it was no use. That hot teen boy began licking my cock and I\ncame. As I came volley after volley of cum that had been building up for three\nweeks, the fish swam up to my slit, then wiggled into it. I screamed as it\nexpanded inside my cock and stuck its spines into my urethra. I bucked and\nscreamed, but it was too late. I'd never cum again. Jake grabbed my cock,\nflushing out the last of the cum, as the fish dug in the last of its spines.\nJake was so turned on by what he had just done that he came all over the\nfloor. \"At least one of us can still cum\" he said, laughing.\n\nJake left me there for hours, as the fish moved around in my cock, causing\nmore and more pain. Then finally he returned with a scalpel. He grabbed my\ncock and sliced down the urethra. With a plop, the fish fell back into the\nbucket. He inserted another huge rod into my cock and sliced around it, down\nto the root. I looked down to see that the bucket was filled with blood. I\npassed out.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Breakfast", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia nuts before breakfast.Fiction and not for minors.A very short Thecia story", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s breakfast\n\nA very short Thecia story.\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m a 31 year old underground cutter. I de-ball about 12\nmen a year and get paid well for it.\n\nI\u2019m also an engineer for a consulting firm with offices in TX and NJ.\n\nAfter a brush with the law a few years ago I resolved to only cut in Mexico. I\nrent a room in a small clinic there year round and I even (through a bribe)\ngot a medical license.\n\nI had just finished cutting a pair of slaves who belonged to the same domme.\nIt was late, so rather then travel back to TX I decided to stay at the little\ninn near the clinic.\n\nI normally shut my cell phone off at bed time, but this night I forgot. The\nphone rang as exactly 4:01 AM.\n\nIt was my friend Linda, a mistress who owned between three or four slaves at\nany given time. She kept two cut and at least one intact one. Lately she kept\na female slave too. She said, \u201cThank god I found you, I need an emergency\nnutting!\u201d\n\nShe went on, \u201cAres needs to lose his balls.\u201d She named all of her slaves after\nGreek or Roman gods. Ares was her intact male slave. She told me that she knew\nI was in Mexico and that she was in Eagle Pass and could be to the clinic\nshortly. In my eight years of nut slicing I had never heard of an \u201cemergency\nnutting.\u201d\n\nI was looking forward to breakfast, but it was not to be.\n\nJust after five, Linda knocked at my door with Ares in tow.\n\nI pleaded for five minutes to get dressed and brush my teeth. So there I was\ngetting ready to cut with out even make up on.\n\nAt the clinic I prepared my equipment including a one use scalpel. Linda said,\n\u201cNo please, do it my way.\u201d She produced a small guillotine with a double V\nblade.\n\nI banded his big nut sack and finally asked her why she was de-balling Ares.\nHer reply was, \u201cEros is my new slave, he\u2019s got a bigger dick and bigger balls,\nI don\u2019t need four balls in my home. Ares has to lose his.\u201d\n\nMy thoughts were, \u201cYou woke me up at four in the morning because you don\u2019t\nwant extra balls in your home!!\u201d\n\nI banded Ares nutsack and pulled his balls through the guillotine as Linda\nasked him if he wanted his balls cut off. He answered, \u201cPlease don\u2019t cut my\nnuts off!\u201d Linda\u2019s fist came down on his balls as she said, \u201cWrong answer.\u201d\nAfter a little persuading and some mashed nuts he finally said, \u201cPlease cut my\nballs off.\u201d\n\nI asked Linda if she wanted to milk him one last time and she agreed. He was\non his back with his nuts pulled tightly through the opening of the device.\nHis big cock stood straight up, maybe 8 inches or so. Most mistresses won\u2019t\never let their slaves cum and they will never have any sex with them. Linda\nwas different, she often used her intact slaves for sexual pleasure and shared\nwith her girlfriends.\n\nShe gently blew him. Running her tongue and lips around his substantial helmet\nand probing his little prick hole with her tongue. She soon had his balls\nboiling with lust. After about ten minutes of teasing she mouthed his big dick\nin earnest. In seconds he was ready, she pulled her mouth away and the first\nspurt went three or more feet into the air. She captured the next pulse and\ntook the rest of his big load into her mouth. Mumbling through her cum filled\nmouth, she said, \u201cAres cum, soon to be the rarest jizz in the world.\u201d\n\nBefore his load was spent I brought the lever down, the razor sharp blades cut\nsack, cords and vessels in one shot. His banded balls rolled down the gurney\nuntil they went over the edge and hit the floor with a large plopping sound.\nTwo more small spurts erupted even without balls.\n\nI hurried to stem the bleeding and had him sewn up in minutes. I jarred his\nbig nuts in formaldehyde for Linda to take home as a trophy. I use peanut\nbutter jars, not fancy, but utile.\n\nLinda and I left Ares to recover and drove to Eagle Pass for breakfast at the\nBorder Caf\u00e9. I had eggs benedict and Linda had a western omelet. I thought to\nmyself, it\u2019s a satisfying thing to have a nutting under your belt before\nbreakfast.\n\nAres recovered well and Eros is now happily fucking Linda and her girlfriends,\nuntil it\u2019s his turn for an \u201cemergency nutting.\u201d\n\nRespectfully Submitted,\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Therapist", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia helps a friend. A doctor needs to learn ethics.fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s therapist\n\nMy name is Thecia. I\u2019m an engineer and on the side I\u2019m a cutter. I\u2019ve cut over\n130 men since I\u2019ve been doing it. It\u2019s a good thing for the human race and I\nenjoy it. I\u2019m 31 years old and as far as these stories go I\u2019m going to stay\nthis age forever. There is not much better in this world than cutting a big\nset of nuts off of a man who doesn\u2019t deserve to have them.\n\nI live in Dallas but I often work in the NY/NJ area so I have many friends in\nboth places. Joann was a nurse in a big city hospital, she does not know that\nI\u2019m a cutter.\n\nI was in the city for my company and called her for lunch. We met at a trendy\nnew restaurant. She had red eyes and she told me she had been crying. She was\nseeing a therapist and said he was wrong for her. It took me a while to get it\nout of her. He was recommended by a girlfriend and she loved him. She had many\nproblems and he was helping her work through them. It seems that he had told\nher that she had \u201cintimacy\u201d issues and needed to trust again. Over the course\nof a few months he made her believe that they should cuddle. In the end,\ninstead of fucking with her head, he was fucking her. He made her believe that\nthis was OK. She since learned that he was also fucking her girlfriend, the\none who recommended him.\n\nI told her not to confront him, but tell him you had a friend (me) who needed\nhim and leave the rest to me.\n\nMy first appointment was pretty normal, it wasn\u2019t until the forth one that he\ncame up with the \u201cIntimacy\u201d thing. On the fifth session I was ready to\n\u201ccuddle\u201d or so he thought. He held me and gently told me that I needed to\ntrust and everything would be OK.\n\nHe held me for a few minutes, then I felt his hand on my crotch but I didn\u2019t\nreact. He worked his way to opening my slacks and rubbing my pussy. I just\nsquirmed as though it was exactly what I wanted. I found myself naked and he\nonly had his pants on. He eased me back on the couch and proceeded to give me\nthe best pussy licking I\u2019d ever had. I\u2019ll bet I came four or five times. When\nhe got up he slipped out of his pants and underwear, out popped this eight\ninch dick with two lemon sized balls attached. He attempted to mount me and\nslide that oversized tool into me but I turned. How could I know if he had\nAIDS or some other STD.? I did want to drain him, but on my terms.\n\nI reached down and grabbed that fat thing. My hand would not go all the way\naround it. The head was out of proportion too, it was much bigger than the\nshaft, and the shaft was big. Joann had not warned be about this rolling pin\ndick.\n\nI got on my knees and slid it in my mouth, all I could get was the helmet and\nabout an inch of dick. I worked his big balls with one hand and the shaft of\nwith the other. It didn\u2019t take long, I felt his balls tighten and the pre-cum\nrun. The first pulse was a tiny bit of jizz, but the following one was a huge\nribbon. I tried to swallow but before I could the third pulse hit me and cum\nshot out from my lips that were tight around his hard shaft. He shot two or\nthree big streams and I nearly choked on his thick man juice. I got most of it\ndown and his shaft went flaccid at once. I reached for my bag and told him I\nwas getting a rubber, instead I pulled my stun gun and hit him with it. Before\nhe recovered I had him bound, hand and foot to the legs of the couch. He\nlooked at me, smiled and said, \u201cExtreme, but I can do kinky.\u201d He had no idea\njust how kinky it was getting. My scalpel opened the thick skin of his sack\nwith a single stroke followed by another stroke on the other side. I told him\nthat I didn\u2019t like his ethics and I was going to take his balls with me today.\nThe terror came over his face in an instant.\n\nTo my surprise, his big dick hardened again. I pulled the nuts out of his sack\nbefore I tied off the cords and ducts. He was ready to cut. My hand found his\nhuge rod again and I began stroking it. It got harder and even grew a little\nmore, in a few minutes he was ready. When the first white goo shot out I cut\nhis right nut out, a second later I snipped the remaining one. He was\npleading, I don\u2019t think he knew he\u2019d already lost his precious baby makers. I\nwatched at the thick rich cum turned red as it mixed with blood. That is\nalways my favorite part.\n\nI held his nuts by their cords and put them in front of his face. He was\ncrying as I said, \u201cMaybe you shouldn\u2019t fuck your clients,\u201d like he would ever\nhave that option again.\n\nI left him tied there and met Joann at the Marriot Marque for lunch. We went\nto one of there restaurants that served Tapas, the little dishes of Spain. It\nwas wonderful.\n\nRespectfully Submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 68, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cyber-Bitch Technologies: The Constrictor", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, SCI-FI", "Summary": "A faux advertisement for a product that does not exist, but should.", "Text": "` Cyber-Bitch Technologies brings you the latest advancements in ball-busting.\nWe have made the fantasy of automatic and wireless ball-busting a reality!\nWomen, now you can punish your man\u2019s plums without even touching him!!! `\n\nIntroducing\u2014The Constrictor! This coiled cuff fits snugly around a man\u2019s\nballsack. With muscles modeled after the Boa Constrictor snake, The\nConstrictor\u2019s dual coil chambers (one for each ball) can constrict to the\nmaximum degree short of rupturing the testicles. Imagine\u2014squeezing a man\u2019s\nballs within inches of their lives!!!\n\nThe Constrictor can be set to bust automatically. Perhaps you wish to bust\nyour man\u2019s nuts for two minutes every hour or for thirty seconds once every 5\nminutes\u2014just set the timer and the strength and duration of each squeeze and\nyou can remind your man who\u2019s boss of his balls as often as you want, even\nwhen you\u2019re not around!\n\nThe Constrictor can also be controlled by our Cyber Fingers analog glove.\nCyber Fingers responds to your hand movements. Squeeze an imaginary testicle\nin the air and the The Constrictor\u2019s coils will constrict. The tighter you\nsqueeze, the tighter the coils compress his kiwis!\n\nBest of all, The Constrictor is Guaranteed Not To Damage the Testicles.*\n\nHere are testimonies from satisfied customers:\n\n\u201cI bought The Constrictor on a whim. Now I never let my husband go anywhere\nwithout it. He used to have straying eyes. Now every time he looks at another\nwoman I just remind him who's the boss of his balls!\" (Rhode Island, US)\n\n\"I and my boyfriend love The Constrictor! I put it on him in the morning and\nthen I give him squeezes throughout the day whenever I feel like it. He says\nit's like my hands never leave his scrotum.\" (Cambridge, UK)\n\nFor a premium fee, The Constrictor can be configured with a cellular\ncontroller. Just dial up the number as though you were calling a friend's cell\nphone, enter the settings you want, and The Constrictor will bust him as hard\nand as long as you want! Pain to your man's testicles is as close as the\nnearest phone!\n\n*If The Constrictor's safety release is damaged or disabled, do not use it. Cyber-Bitch technologies assumes no responsibility for damage or destruction of the testicles if The Constrictor is misused. \n\nOther stories by this author (ghost-writing for Ball Eater):\n\nTwo Guys Really Get Fucked\n\nCoeds Discover Penectomy Porn\n\nCastration Quickie One, Two, and Three\n\nMemoir of a Student Teacher\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 65, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sniper", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "\"War - what is it good for ? Absolutely nothing !\"Frankie goes to Hollywood", "Text": "You could have called me a lucky man. I had a woman who loved me, a \nson, a daughter and two dogs. I loved them all.\n\nThen war came. I fighted as a sniper in a foreign land. When the \nother ones didn`t hit the inner ring of the target, i hit a nutshell \nat the same distance.\n\nI was caught and became prisoner of war. \n\nWhen they set me free, 15 years were gone. My dogs were dead, my \nchildren didn`t recognize me and had children of their own, my wife \nhad married another man and lived with him in the house I once had \nbuilt. My life was ruined.\n\nSomehow the president of my former state had survived and was now the \nleader of a political party.\n\nI remembered my old talent. I don`t mind if I get captured again or \nif they will kill me. Here I lie on the roof. \n\nI won`t hit him in the head. I won`t hit him in the heart. Nutshell, \nyou know ?", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "This Year's Model", "Tags": "Clit", "Summary": "A model makes the ultimate sacrifice to look good.", "Text": "Linda finished the photo session and went to the changing room with her friend\nBetsy. \"He really liked your legs\" said Betsy. \"In fact he took more of your\nlegs than all the girls. I wish I had leg like yours. I think that you'll get\nthe part in their big campaign.\" Linda smiled. Yes, she had great legs, a\nperfect flat tummy produced by working out every day and beautiful pert bum.\nShe was sure that she would get the part of the girl in the new ad campaign.\nThat meant money, travel, exotic locations, good hotels and her figure on\nbillboards over the world.  \n\nAfter changing she went to see her agent to see if a decision had been made.\nIt wasn't what she expected. \"You mean Mavis got the job!\" she wailed. \"But\nher legs and figure is nowhere as good as mine are.\"  \n\n\"Well,\" said her agent. \"thats right. The committee thought that your figure\nwas just what they want. Except for one problem.\"  \n\n\"What is that?\" asked Linda. \"That is what they said about this in your\nbikini.\" said her agent passing over one of the photos from the photo session.\nLinda looked at the photo. There, sure enough was the enormous bulge of her\nlabia and hood, clearly visable in the photo of her in the tight bikini.\n\"Well, every girls got that.\" She said. Her agent passed across some other\nphotos of different girls. Although there were little creases there was\nnothing so obviously female in their pictures. \"You see\" said her agent \"they\ndon't want anything quite so\", he paused as he thought for diplomatic words,\n\"quite so aggresively female in the pudenda department.\"  \n\nLinda went home very upset. Her career seemed blighted. That evening in the\ngym she observed the other women in the shower. They all had minimal obviously\nfemale labia. \"Like a modern Swedish design\" she thought. Hers were luxuriant\nlike some delicate orchid, with giant red lips and a huge pink tongue.  \n\nNext day she called the doctor who had arranged her boob job and asked for an\nappointment with her plastic surgeon. Two days she arrived at his office and\nwas ushered into his consulting room. Linda explained the problem with some\ndifficulty. \"You mean\" said the doctor \"that you want me to see if I can\nperform labia reduction?\" Linda confirmed that was what she wanted. Next she\nundressed for an examination. The doctor sat her on the examination table and\nshe opened her legs. Did she hear a gasp? Yes, even the normally unemotional\ndoctor was excited by the beauty of her labia.  \n\n\"Well\" said the doctor, \"it is possible, but I prefer not to o this kind of\noperation. If you don't mind I'll ask my collegue, Dr Rosswell.\" Linda had no\nobjection, but was surprised to find that Dr Rosswell was a middle aged woman,\nrather short and dumpy, with short cropped hair and a very abrupt manner.\n\"yes\" said Dr Rosswell. \"A simple operation, but I recomend a removal of the\nhood and clitoris as well. Then you will achieve a completely smooth\nappearance. No unsightly bumbs or lumps.\" Linda asked for some time to\nconsider this. Losing her clit sounded drastic, but on reflection she thought\nthat her career was more more important than a few seconds of pleasure. She\nagreed to the operation. This was carried out under a full anesthetic by Dr\nRosswell at her private clinic. Dr Rosswell and her nurses all looked forward\nto these operations, especially on young women as beautiful as Linda, where\nthey could fondle them and play with them as they slept.\n\n  \nIt took Linda almost two months to fully heal, but she was soon back at work.\nWith a smooth crotch she was perfect for the sexless adverts for thongs and\npanties. She didn't mind the lack of sex while she worked.  \n\nThen after a couple of years the work dried up. Her agent told her that\nagencies were now looking for models that looked more like women. Linda spent\nthe rest of her life sexless and working in a fast food restaurant.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hustling", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Poetry", "Text": "` \"Pardon me, sir,\" he said all smiles.\"  \nWould you like to buy my dick?\"  \n\"I've traveled seven miles.\"  \n\"For free, you can have one lick.\"`\n\nReal hard, in his hand,  \nHe held his schlong.  \nHis body, lean and tanned,  \n\"What? Is something wrong?\"\n\n\"I've owned it almost nineteen year.\"  \n\"Enjoyed it so much, I had.\"  \n\"So, now I have to sell it, I fear.\"  \n\"I need some cash real bad.\"\n\n\"It's a nice piece of meat,  \n\"With the hood still intact.\"  \n\"Mighty fun to beat,  \n\"Nine inches, and that's a fact.\"\n\nThe gentleman looked it over.  \nThen, he took his free lick.  \n\"Just like finding a four leaf clover.\"  \n\"You can't beat that with a stick.\"\n\n\"Okay, young man,\" he said.  \n\"I'll purchase your prick.\"  \nHe said, \"I'm thankful that my dad  \n\"Gave me such a big stick.\"\n\nTo barter, now is the time.  \n\"You can't find something like this  \n\"In any five and dime.\"  \n\"It'll bring you pure bliss.\"\n\nA price has been struck.  \nThe men shook on the deal.  \nOne nine inch penis, fifty buck,  \nThe buyer thought it a steal.\n\nNo need to race,  \nSo, to the clinic the men walked,  \nStrolling, a leisurely pace,  \nWhile making small talk.\n\n\"I hope there won't be a long wait.\"  \nThere was quite a crowd.  \nThe buyer thought this fate:  \nHe would soon be quite proud.\n\n\"Hey, doc,\" the young man said,  \n\"This man has bought my prick.\"  \nDoc replied, \"Young man, I think you've been had,  \n\"Only fifty bucks for this big stick?\"\n\nUpon the cutting board, the grand dick did flop.  \n\"This won't take long:  \n\"I'll have it off with one chop.\"  \n\"And, you'll be a young man without such a long dong.\"\n\nDoc felt it a shame,  \nWhat young men will do.  \nThis schlong would bring fame.  \nIf this young man only knew.\n\nAll that was left were his balls and sack,  \nAfter one quick cut with the ax.  \nThere was no turning back.  \nLaid out right here are all the facts.\n\nWith his purchase, one man left,  \nJoyous, showing no shame.  \nWhile one was bereft  \nOf his claim to fame.\n\nAt home that night,  \nAlone in his room,  \nIn the mirror, a young man looked with fright,  \nWith still more bills to pay, and soon.\n\n\"I still have these,\"  \nHe said, while fondling his balls.  \n\"I can sell them with great ease  \n\"At school, in the halls.\"\n\nThe next day after gym,  \nIn the showers, naked and wet,  \n\"How much didya get for your dick?\" asked Tim.  \n\"You could've gotten more for the whole set.\"\n\nAt school, in the halls  \nWith nuts all nice and clean,  \nHe sold his two balls  \nBecause times were lean.\n\nThis money won't last long.  \nTen bucks each, highway robbery,  \nYoung man, no dance, no song,  \nCould've won more playing the state lottery.\n\nDo what young men will  \nIn a republican economy.  \nWhat one needs to pay the bill:  \nHustling, penectomy, castration, and sodomy.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 53, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "1218 AD", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, Minor?", "Summary": "Fanciful History", "Text": "1218 AD\n\nThe Egyptians had defeated the infidel. Not by force of arms but through\ncunning. The large invading army of Crusaders had attack up through the\nlowlands of the Nile Valley. Opening the reservoirs they were flooded out.\n\nFor her part Atima did not care for the infidels, even though she was Coptic\nChristian. She felt no kinship with the Franks and agreed with the Muslims\nthat they were dirty, violent and uncultured. Still she had a job to do and\nwas if not accepted at least tolerated by the Muslims.\n\nThe Egyptians had captured over five hundred of the Crusaders. None of them\nwere Knights Templar as they and their sergeants and archers fought to the\ndeath. Being a most gracious individual the Caliph offered the prisoners a\nchoice of converting. Those that refused to accept Islam were immediately\nbeheaded. Those that did accept conversion were sent to Atima for her special\ntalents.\n\nShe checked her preparations, her fine Damascus Steel Knife was sharp, she had\na good supply of straws and nearby was a bucket container tar and a brush. The\nfirst of the captives was brought in by two large guards. The guards stretched\nthe boy out on the table and tied him spread eagled.\n\nAtima was fascinated by the boys blond hair. He would be very popular in the\nplace he would be sent if he survived her hands. The guards pulled up his\ntunic, exposing his genitals.\n\nStepping forward Atima smiled sweetly at the boy, this seemed to reassure him\nuntil her hands grabbed his sack and she quickly sliced it off. He screamed a\nhigh hollow scream, as she casually tossed his sack into a charcoal brazier.\nGrapping his penis she sliced that away and he passed out. Quickly inserting a\nstraw into him so he could pee, she swabbed the area with tar.\n\nThe guards picked up the boy and made way for the next prisoner to receive\nAtima\u2019s care. Atima hid the bloody knife behind her back and smiled sweetly at\nthe at the next prisoner as he was tied to the table.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Handsome Surgeon (gay)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "His blade is flashing in the beam of light. My breathing is deep as it will\never get with the expectation of what is about to happen, myself laid ready\nwith my legs apart. I am naked save my\n\ng-string, full with the thoughts of my ultimate sacrifice. The blade moves and\ncuts my final clothing away, leaving exposed the focal point of my being with\nhim - this beautiful, handsome surgeon.\n\nI have no need for pain relief, there is only place for sensual touch - his\ntouch, his knife. The first gentle stroke cuts into my scrotum between my\nlegs, turns up towards my penis and caresses across its base, then veers back\ndown to complete the incision. My living pouch separates and slips away from\nme, my testicles left to be seen, full, exposed, naked, exciting - still\nconnected to my body by their tubes of life.\n\nMy testicles are cupped into his palm and taken into his waiting mouth, his\ntongue embracing, exploring my unique nakedness. His lips close on my cords,\nmy manhood never to be seen again. He teases, savours each ball, almost\ntimelessly.............\n\n................until the glinting, razor sharp blade severs the only\nremaining connection my testicles have with me.\n\nMy final sperm shoots in ultimate orgasm from the tubes still winding from my\nbody.\n\nI have been castrated.\n\nMy lover...........\n\nMy handsome surgeon............\n\nMy devourer................", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Nick Perez Gets Tree Raped", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Nick Perez Gets Tree Raped  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[TESTICLES] [NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    A hot young stud loses everything to a tree\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Nick Perez Gets Tree Raped\n    \n    (This was inspired by the 1st Evil Dead Movie)\n    \n    Speeding along the streets by his home in Mountainside New Jersey, \n    17 year old stud Nick Perez-Santalla, was thrilled as ever that he \n    had a whole week off from School. Nick goes to a catholic school a \n    few towns over and although being a year behind in math and \n    science, Nick is one of the most popular guys in school. A junior, \n    he has blessed the school with his fantastic good looks. A cute \n    combo cross of Ben Afflect and David Boreanaz, only with a huge 11 \n    inch cock and grapefruit sized low hanging nuts. A sexual marvel, a \n    fantasyy come true. His looks garunteed him a sex life of bliss and \n    he was highly admired by both sex's.  On this bleak Spring Break, \n    he arranged to meet up with a bunch of his friends in a small  \n    cabin in the far off woods in jersey near elizabeth where if the \n    bears and bugs don't scare you, the drunken pimps and bums would. \n    It was too be a week of camping, ruffing it, and extream usage of \n    drugs and tons of Gay & Straight sex. Nick was looking vastly \n    foward to it. It took a while but Nick finally arrived in the \n    cabin, only to find the place all beat up and crappy looking. Nick \n    also apparently got there first as he was the only one there. He \n    unloaded his stuff, including his pot stash, and waited. Hours \n    passed and no one came. It was pitch black out and got really \n    creepy. Nick heard a noise outside and thought it was one of his \n    friends playing a prank. Nick went outside to scare his friends. He \n    got out some silly sting and wipped cream and quietly creeped \n    outside the side door and saw a shadow go around the corner. Nick \n    jumped the corner and shot the shit at the wall thinking it was one \n    of his friends. Only no one was there. Nick got a little freaked \n    and searched the area to find no one. Nick then heard alot of \n    strange noises and decided to go back inside. Another hour passed \n    and Nick at the point of being really bored wipped out his 11 inch \n    cock and grapefruit size balls and started jack off to pass the \n    time. Just as Nick was to climax, someone started to knock like a \n    lunitic at the door. Thinking his friends had finally arrived Nick \n    shoved his equipment back in his pants, but being unable to walk \n    without having a tent pole sticking widly up in his pants. Nick \n    opened the door unsatisfied only to find no one there. Nick looked \n    around and it was empty. He closed the door and wiped out his shit \n    again, and just as he had started to beat off again, he heard the \n    door knock yet again. And as before no one was there. Fed up, Nick \n    slammed the door and beat off yet again. Only to hear knocking on \n    all the doors and walls of the cabin. Then a garbage can went \n    smashing through the window. Nick scared shitless grapped a lead \n    pipe and ran outside and jetted to his car, only to find the tire's \n    slashed. Nick looked around only to find no one there. Nick then \n    heard a women's scream in the woods and rushed in the woods only to \n    find no one. Then Nick though he heard something move. He noticed \n    movement but no one was there and it was so dark out he couldnt \n    make it out. Just then A bunch of Branches and vines entangled \n    Nick. Nick couldn't help but think, \"What The Fuck\". The branches \n    and vines dragged him towards a thin old tree. The branches then \n    started to tear his cloths off. Nick couldn;t beleave what was \n    happening to him. The vines started to wrap around his balls \n    arousing him. Nick got a huge hard on even though he was scared \n    shitless. The Branches wrapped around Nicks Huge Cock and stated to \n    beat him off. A tree beating him off. Nick though he was dreaming \n    but this was no dream. The branches got him lieing down and spread \n    his legs and slowly and painfully dragged him towards the thin \n    tree. The thin tree had a hole in it and the tree bended and \n    consumed Nicks cock and started to literly rape him. The hole in \n    the tree was so hard and crudded up that it hurt and made cuts \n    along his cock. Nick pleaded and started to cry and begged for it \n    to stop. But the tree kept humping his cock. 10 minutes of being \n    tree raped finally got to nick and he couldn't hold it in and shot \n    4 huge wet and warm loads in the tree. The tree then dismounted \n    from Nicks abused and damaged cock and slouched back to the way it \n    was. The branhes and vines still had a hold over him though and \n    wouldn't let go. Just then the branches dragged Nick by a thorn \n    bush and then the thorn bush's small but sharp braches cut up and \n    ruppted his precious and big ball sac. It hurt like hell and then a \n    huge branch went ramming into his sac shooting boold and sperm \n    everywhere though the holes. A few more hits and Nicks testicles \n    popped and broke like water ballons. Nicks life was ruined. He \n    would never have children and would never get hard again. He lost \n    his man hood. Then the thorn bush got on his sac again and \n    violently ripepd and cut the remains off severing his man hood \n    forever. The big branch then smashed into the small seperated sac \n    shooting Nicks testicle matter into his eyes. Nick was a mess. He \n    was Physiclly and mentally ruined. He thought the worst was over, \n    but it wasn;t. Nicks Cock was still hard and huge and the branhes \n    kept him standing up while the big bad branch started stamping on \n    the base of his cock. After a few smashings, a loud crack ecohed \n    through the woods and Nick 's once mightly cock broke off from his \n    body and poor Nick was forever ruined. Not only had he lost his \n    ability to have children, but also his ability to piss standing up. \n    This was too much for Nick and he passed out. Then Day came and the \n    vines and branhes let go of him and lost any form of life and went \n    back to normal. Nick woke up only to see it day and now he had \n    nothing. He lost all his worth of living and walked away crying.   \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20100316190901/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 86, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Poor Wayne", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Stuck as a virgin", "Text": "Wayne was a young star on his football team. Despite all his bragging he was\nstill a virgin. He was kidnapped by the cross town rivals cheerleaders. He\nfound he was tied naked with his legs spread wide apart. He saw five of the\ncheerleaders naked in front of him and his penis was rock hard.\n\nHe was confused and embarrassed to be naked and hard in front of such\nbeautiful women. One took a razor and shave off all his hair around his groin.\nHe saw all the women put on strap ons. He was then place faced down on the bed\nand all of them raped his tender ass for hours. Despite his fear and his pain\nWayne shot out a lot of cum from the pressure deep in his ass. He was begging\nto stop the rape, but they continued for a long time. They then rolled him\nover and laughed at his swollen red penis and the cum all over.\n\nOne asked if he was a virgin still, and wayne found no reason to lie at this\ntime. They laughed and told him to beg to remain a virgin. He shook his head\nand said he could not do that. One of them brought over a nut cracker. Wayne\nhad never thought of this as a torture device. She took his young ball in the\nvice and told him to beg to die a virgin. She continued to crush the orb and\nfinally Wayne screamed to be a virgin. They all laughed at this and soon his\nball burst from the pressure.\n\nWayne was hoping and begging they would now leave him alone and he still could\nhave sex with the remaining ball. Another girl started to crush his final ball\nand for some reason his penis shot out some more cum. Now he was at the place\nof remaining a proud man or becoming a pathetic sexless boy. Right before he\nlost all of the ball; they stopped and Wayne was so relived.\n\nThey then told him the horrible truth of what they hoped to do to him. They\nlearned a nerve in the penis allows it to become erect or be flaccid. They\nwould cut that nerve and then Wayne would not have the capability of having an\nerection. The single ball would cause him to feel great desire but no way of\nrelieving the pressure.\n\nWayne now was facing a horrible future; always longing to be a man and\nstepping away from being a virgin but trapped in the virgin state. Laughing\nthe girls quickly cut the nerve and now Wayne was stuck with a tiny penis and\na huge desire for sex. They kept him captive for several days begging and\nplaying with his small hairless penis and to his horror Wayne could only pant\nwith desire.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A real Young man's real life wish", "Tags": "GAY, TG", "Summary": "A College boy wishes some day he can be a boy with a pussy.", "Text": "My Future, new life.\n\nI have already envisioned myself what my life will be like in a few years. I\nam tired who I am right now and what to be something new. I always had that\ndream, that fantasy, one day it will come true. I am taking about a new person\nthat I really wanted to be.\n\nI have heard of different body alterations that people went through. Men\nbecame ladies and ladies became men. Men became transvestites and some women\nbecame men with pussies. Some women became men and kept their pussies, like\nBuck Angel. Then, there are hermaphrodites, men and women having opposite sex\norgans. I admire Chance Ryder who was a hermaphrodite and had kept his born\npussy, but unfortunately died of depression.\n\nSome people want to be gays. Men love each other, and so do women. Some love\nto dress opposite clothes, like men wearing dresses and stockings, while women\nwear white t-shirts, jeans, and a baseball cap.\n\nWe all humans have equal rights. As explain above, people alter their sex and\nbody. Want I want to do is to have a GRS operation without ever taking\nhormones. I will ask to alter only the genitals. I just want to go in there\nand ask if I could only have a vagina and nothing further. I do not want\nplastic surgery and breast development. I want my man chest, stomach, smooth\nman legs and man face and vagina, a shaved pussy. That would make my life\nhappy. I want it to happen.\n\nIn a couple of weeks, when my pussy is healed, I will throw all my man clothes\nexcept tight long sleeve shirts and tank tops out to the trash. I will have to\nbuy thigh-high dresses, short skirts, girls t-shirts, bathing suits, low-heels\npumps, and a closet size of sheer-to-waist pantyhose without cotton gusset.\n\nWhen I wake and go to the mirror, I should see me in my mustache face, tight-\nsleeved shirt, and in pantyhose and my pussy. Daily routine is in the morning\nis to brush teeth, shave, poop, shower and put on my dress, or shirt and\nskirt, or shirt and pantyhose on and eat breakfast and go out and sleep with a\nboyfriend.\n\nAnonymous\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Lottery", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "When his girlfriend joins a radical feminist groups, a man is exposed to a bizarre ritual, known as \\\"The Lottery\\\", where the chosen one wins a life of unquenchable longing, emotional pain and eternal anguish...", "Text": "` THE LOTTERY `\n\nBy\n\nOtis\n\nPART I \u2013 THE SEEDS OF ADDICTION\n\nI swear she must have been a witch. An enchantress. A being of superior\npowers.\n\nShe must have been. That\u2019s the only explanation for my foolhardiness. The only\nanswer to the question now burned into my mind eternal.\n\nWhy? Why did I do it? How could I have been so dim?\n\nAnd now she is gone from my life, like a whisper on the wind. My sacrifice \u2013\nnot at all unique, but in fact common to the club and its perverse contest.\n\nA lottery where the chosen one wins a life of unquenchable longing, emotional\npain and eternal anguish.\n\nIt all started with a rather vanilla fetish \u2013 femdom. The thought of\nsurrendering to a woman, being her nude servant, made my cock throb. My\ngirlfriend at the time, Meg, indulged me and quickly grew to like it. She was\nlike a sponge, soaking up the sweet nectar of dominance for the very first\ntime. Like me, she could not get enough.\n\nThen things began to change, slowly at first. Our private indulgences led to\nher attendance at the meetings of a radical feminist group.\n\nSince the meetings were restricted to applicants and members, all of whom were\nwomen, the real agenda of the organization remained a mystery to me.\n\nMeg and I lived together in a state of perpetual femdom heaven, except when we\nhad guests. That was the only proviso, and to that we both agreed. I mean, no\nway was I walking around nude, imprisoned by the teeth of a Kali chastity tube\nand leather ball leash, in front of my mother.\n\nLife at home was fantastic. My cock was rock hard all the time. Though I was\nnot permitted release as often as I liked, that was half the fun, and the\npoint of the whole lifestyle really. To give up control of my cock to my\ngirlfriend. Even now, writing these words, my balls churn and I feel the\nphantom pain of a rock-solid, Kali hard-on.\n\nOne night Meg arrived home from a meeting, her cheeks flush with excitement,\nshe explained that she had been invited to join the club. It was a great\nhonor. She refused to tell me more, except that as part of her acceptance, she\nhad this evening been witness to a great ceremony known as \u201cThe Lottery.\u201d\n\nThe second stage of membership required her to host a party for select senior\nmembers of the group. Then she stunned me for perhaps the first time in our\nrelationship. Meg explained that at the party, I would serve our guests nude\nand in full submissive mode. There would even be a segment of the party where\nI would, with great ceremony, be released from the painful bonds of the Kali\ntube, and subjected to painful cock and ball torture.\n\nShe assured me that no attempt would be made to cause permanent injury. In\nfact, only twice in seven years had a slave \u2013 this word caught my ear \u2013 been\npermanently injured. One lost a testicle, but still retained the other, so no\nbig deal, she said. The other slave was not so fortunate. His penis was\nsnapped completely in half, fractured, and he was forever robbed of his\nability to achieve an erection.\n\nWhat she was explaining was like a thousand daggers through my heart. A\ncomplete violation of our sacred pact. Yet, I don\u2019t think my cock had ever\nbeen this erect. Kali\u2019s teeth were sinking into sensitive skin. I expected\nblood to pour from the steel spikes at any moment.\n\nWhat if these other women exposed us/me? What if word of our lifestyle became\npublic knowledge. I would be mortified, not to mention ruined. Nevertheless, I\nlacked the strength, desire or will to say \u201cno.\u201d\n\nThe night of the party, I was petrified. Then Meg glided from the bedroom, her\nblack heels spiked, her dress short, her face alight with the flames of a\nbonfire.\n\nMy cock was throbbing beneath the cold steel of Kali\u2019s grip.\n\nThe doorbell rang. I froze. Meg raised her brow. I submitted.\n\nThere were eleven women in all, fewer than I expected, as I knew club\nmembership exceeded one hundred. At first, I was largely ignored. Carrying\ntrays of wine and hors d\u2019oeuvres, I was only relevant when something ran low.\n\nThe women acted as if a chastised, nude male, serving drinks to a group of\nfully clothed women was the most natural occurrence in the world. This\nattitude made my cock drool with precum. One woman even commented to Meg that\nher slave was leaking. This remark signaled the commencement of my torture\nsession.\n\nI was secured to a beam in the center of our living room. The women then began\nto taunt me. A soft cock, and I would be safe from danger. An erect cock, and\nwell, accidents do happen. In my mind\u2019s eye, I heard the snapping of the poor\nsoul\u2019s fractured penis. The sound was deafening, and when Kali was unlocked,\nthe hardest erection of my life sprang forth from its cage. It was so rigid,\nit literally throbbed with every racing beat of my heart. Precum ran from the\ndark purple helmet like a river overflowing its banks.\n\nThe women seemed to appraise my/their appendage with a knowing gaze. Suddenly,\na hat appeared and a heavy-set woman of forty or so, plucked a scrap of paper\nfrom it. A big smile played across her face. \u201cPenis whip,\u201d she said.\n\nOn the coffee table, an array of implements were displayed. The woman chose a\nfrayed leather quirt. She ran her index finger along the underside of my stiff\nshaft, smiled, then proceeded to beat my rigid cock, mercilessly.\n\nThough it did not draw blood, the whipping hurt like hell \u2013 especially the\nblows to the bloated purple head \u2013 quickly causing my erection to subside.\n\nSomeone shouted, \u201cI believe he needs sustenance,\u201d which drew hearty laughter.\nMeg approached with a glass of wine. \u201cDrink this,\u201d she whispered.\n\nInexplicably, the women went back to chatting, as if I weren\u2019t there. A few\nminutes later, my skin began to tingle, and my cock to harden and rise. The\nwine must have been drugged. Meg had mentioned that several club members were\nmedical doctors.\n\nI did not think it possible, but my cock was even harder than before. It\npulsed and throbbed, waiting for its torture, in a state of what can only be\ndescribed as unnatural hardness, like the firmest of hardwoods. Purple from\nhead to shaft to base, its veins bulged obscenely over its entirety.\n\nThe same woman approached. \u201cNow that\u2019s more like it.\u201d The quirt rose and fell\nlike lightening, repeatedly flashing its power in the midst of a storm.\n\nThe pain was unbelievable. No blood or lacerations. No apparent \u201cdamage.\u201d But\nthe intense pain was searing my very soul.\n\nThe women were very aroused now. I realized they were all attired similarly --\nhigh heels and short dresses, sans panties. And many were now frigging their\nengorged clits -- even my Meg \u2013 as my helpless penis was relentlessly\nassaulted.\n\nThe games continued late into the night. At various times, my cock, balls,\nscrotum and urethra were assailed. Though different methods were used, all\nwere painful and directed at my genitals.\n\nPART II \u2013 THE FINAL INITIATION\n\nThree months later, the time for the club\u2019s next \u201clottery\u201d arrived. Meg\ninformed me that the entire club would be present -- all one hundred thirty\nmembers -- and that each would bring a slave. Upon arrival, the first one\nhundred slaves to enter the chamber would be assigned a number, corresponding\nto their order of arrival. The last thirty to arrive would be spared the\ndrawing, and instead would be subjected to cock and ball torture, as a sort of\npreliminary entertainment. The lottery exemption also applied to newbies,\nslaves attending for the first time.\n\nOn Saturday night, I was blindfolded by Meg and driven to the club\u2019s secret\nlocation. I was attired in a robe, beneath which I wore only a Kali chastity\ntube. Upon arrival, I was stripped of the robe, and led to the entrance by my\nball leash.\n\nOnce inside, I saw slaves with numbers from one to a hundred, taped to their\nbare backs. Like theirs, my hands were now cuffed.\n\nI noticed one Mistress was wearing an odd-looking gold pendant, shaped like a\nhardened penis. As Meg mingled, dragging me by my balls, I observed a few\nother women wearing similar pendants.\n\nThrough the night, the thirty slaves exempted from the lottery were subjected\nto various on-stage genital tortures, including whipping, flogging, kicking\nand the like. As a newbie, I was spared this activity as well, though this\nexemption did not stop my caged cock from expanding even further into Kali\u2019s\nsharpened spikes.\n\nGod, I was turned on! All of these powerful women, totally in control of one\nhundred thirty hard and helpless cocks.\n\nAt the appointed hour, all chastity devices were removed, and a hundred plus\nerect cocks sprang to attention. I swear I heard women purring.\n\nOn stage, the club\u2019s founder walked into the spotlight. The tension was\npalpable. Something big was about to happen. As a newbie, I was among a mere\nhandful of ignorant souls. Everyone else was in the know and very excited.\nSlaves were thrown to their knees and ordered to lick pussy. Rigid cocks,\nthough untouched, pulsed and throbbed, purple heads glistening with precum.\n\nIt had been two months since Meg had let me cum. Part of the lottery rules,\nshe said. The same for all slaves, she said. Her refusal to permit my release\ndid not stop her from incessantly teasing me. On a nightly basis, she would\nspread her legs and order me to service her.\n\nOnce a week, she would tie me up, remove the Kali tube and tease me with her\nfingers and tongue, always careful to deny my climax. I would buck and thrust\ninto empty air, desperate for relief that was never to arrive. My engorged\ncock jerked in vain, until my blue balls ached with pent-up desire. Then she\nwould hit, slap and punch my full balls, before imprisoning my cock back in\nits cage.\n\nOn stage, the lottery machine spit out a numbered ball. The Headmistress\ncalled number \u201csixty-six.\u201d\n\nA man screamed. \u201cPlease no. Not my cock. I never thought it would be my cock.\u201d\n\nHe was quickly gagged and dragged to the stage by his leashed balls. His\ncuffed hands writhed behind his straining back.\n\nThe stage curtains were drawn shut. The women chattered excitedly. I also\nnoticed that every cock in the room was solidly erect and seemed to be\nthrobbing in anticipation of what was about to happen. Meg ordered me to lick\nher pussy.\n\nThen the loudspeaker commanded the attention of all toward the stage. All\nslaves rose. Everyone was to behold the event.\n\nThe \u201clottery winner\u201d was bound tightly to a pole, secured at the shoulders,\npelvis and ankles. He was gagged. Abject terror resided behind his eyes.\n\nThe Headmistress announced it was time. Another number was spit out by the\nmachine -- thirty-six. Some women cursed in disappointment, but that quickly\nsubsided as Mistress thirty-six sprinted to the stage.\n\nShe approached the bound slave and began to tease his violently hard cock. He\nwas terrified, but hard as granite -- either out of perverse excitement, or\nperhaps some drugged wine. No matter. His eight inch cock was rock hard, and\nshe stroked, licked and teased it, careful not to let him cum.\n\nThen she grabbed a leather strap from a nearby table and wound it tightly\naround the very base of his hard, throbbing erection. The restriction of blood\nflow out caused the cock to darken and expand to even greater proportions. The\ndarkened, purple cock drooled precum. The Headmistress call a halt.\n\nA pelvis-high table was wheeled to the slave. The winning Mistress removed a\ncloth, revealing some sort of device, the use for which I was unsure. There\nwas a hole, a blade\u2026\n\nI almost came when it hit me. It was a cock guillotine. Surely, they weren\u2019t\ngoing to\u2026\n\nHis cock was jabbed at the hole, but is was so engorged from the constriction\nthat it would not fit. The man continued to struggle in vain.\n\nThe mistress used a tube of jelly to lightly grease the erect, throbbing cock.\nIt was then wedged into the hole, all the way to the base. A rope was tied to\nhold the slave\u2019s hips to the machine.\n\nAs the hole was merely a half inch in length from front to back, that left\nseven and a half inches of solid throbbing cock jutting from the other side.\n\nMeg was moaning, as she throttled her swollen clit. It seemed the entire\nfemale presence in the place was groaning, while the men stared glassy-eyed at\nthe spectacle, rigid cocks bobbing up and down with the collective pounding of\ntheir hearts.\n\nThe Headmistress instructed the lottery winner to proceed at her leisure. She\ngrabbed a single feather from the table and lightly ran it along the underside\nof the erect purple cock, concentrating on the frenulum, still careful not to\nlet him cum.\n\nA doctor approached with a hypo and injected the cock at its base. Meg teased\nmy rigid member, while whispering in my ear. \u201cA drug to congeal blood and\nveins. In three minutes, that cock will be hard like rubber. No bleeding,\ndeath or shrinkage. And all sensation remains, that is until cock is separated\nfrom man.\u201d\n\nShe gave me one good stroke, the stopped and went back to massaging her own\nerect clit. The moaning of women was now very loud.\n\nIt was time. The terrified man on stage was ungagged. \u201cPlease, not my cock.\u201d\nThe mistress gently placed a finger to his quivering lips. \u201cThis cock is done\nfor. Its already been rendered useless to you by the drug. This you know.\u201d\n\nThe slave was crying. He nodded through tears. \u201cIt has only one use now. Do\nyou give it willingly? Your answer matters not, for we will take it\nregardless.\n\nThe slave was unable or unwilling to acknowledge the plain truth. His\nviolently hard cock was a goner. \u201cLike hard rubber,\u201d Meg had said.\n\nMy cock was pulsing now, up and down like a metronome. God, I wanted to cum.\nMy senses were overwhelmed. I could not believe what I was seeing. Were they\nreally going to chop this guy\u2019s cock off?\n\nThen an epiphany: The gold pendants were real cocks. I moaned, was about to\nspurt, when Meg gave my balls a hard smack. \u201cDon\u2019t embarrass me.\u201d\n\nAt the next meeting, Mistress thirty-six would be wearing this guy\u2019s still-\nhardened cock around her neck. My loins ached with fevered lust. Someday, that\ncould be my cock trapped in the machine, I thought.\n\nSuddenly, the handle was pulled. The sharp blade sped toward the doomed cock.\nSWISH! The large, erect cock was lopped off. It fell with a PLOP into the\nwaiting wicker basket.\n\nI came.\n\nUnfortunately, no one had warned me of the penalty for cumming. Ten minutes\nlater it was my erect cock helplessly trapped in the machine.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 225, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "From the Rocky Mountain News", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Article from Newspaper", "Text": "` Man finds human penis in bottle of fruit punch `\n\nPolice don't know if crime is involved\n\nBy Tillie Fong, News Staff Writer\n\nCOMMERCE CITY -- Police say a man found a penis Thursday in a bottled drink he\npurchased at a grocery store.\n\n\"For us, it's a mystery,\" said Elaine Rowe, spokeswoman for Commerce City\npolice.\n\n\"We don't know if there is a crime involved. This could be a fraud, mutilation\nor attempted homicide.\"\n\nThursday morning, Juan Sanchez-Marchez, 41, a machine operator at Foothills\nMail and Supply, was at work, taking his usual sips from a 20-ounce bottle of\nOra Potency Fruit Punch.\n\nAfter he had downed about two-thirds of the bottle, he found something in the\nopaque red drink.\n\nHe called over his 16-year-old son, Manuel, who also works at the shop. His\nboss told him that it looked like a penis and to report it to the police.\n\nA pathologist with the Adams County coroner's office determined it was a\n3-inch segment of human penis. It was cleanly cut at the base.\n\nAuthorities do not know whether the body part came from an adult or juvenile,\nor whether it had been taken from a cadaver or a living person.\n\nA DNA test will be conducted on the penis, in case it may be related to an\nongoing Adams County investigation where various body parts, including a head\nand part of a leg, have been found but not identified.\n\nThe Ora Potency Fruit Punch comes in a clear glass bottle with a label.\n\nSanchez-Marchez said the top was intact when he opened it.\n\n\"It's a very hard top to get off,\" he said.\n\nPolice do not believe that Sanchez-Marchez put the penis in the bottle.\n\n\"He's a very credible witness,\" Rowe said.\n\nThe drink was purchased Wednesday from the King Soopers at 6040 E. 65th Ave.\n\nSanchez-Marchez bought six bottles. Nothing was found in the others.\n\nThe product has been taken off the shelves at the store and from other King\nSoopers in the metro area.\n\nA King Soopers spokesperson could not be reached for comment late Friday.\n\nRowe said the drink was dated at least a year ago and was bottled at a plant\nin Pittsburgh.\n\n\"They said there was no way it could have occurred there,\" she said.\n\n\"It's a mystery where it came from and how it got into this bottle.\"\n\nSeptember 29, 2001\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A cruel Nurse arrives to 'deal with' a sex offender. (My first posting here).", "Text": "Nurse's Prisoner.\n\n\nA cruel Nurse arrives to 'deal with' a sex offender. (My first \n    posting here).", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 13, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Master Santino Part 5 The Party", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The party after Freedom Night at THE ARENA", "Text": "` Master Santino was very pleased with the evening so far. The crowd had\nenjoyed the entertainment and his coffers would be added to greatly. Also the\ntwo new slaves from the Freedom Nuts ranks were very hot. It was time to enjoy\nhimself. `\n\nHe made his way from the arena floor to the large party room. Along the way he\nsaw several of the crowd also making their way to the room, but in a few cases\nsome of them were leaving. Not a problem as he knew that the scene was not for\neveryone. There would be others to fill in their places on future nights. He\ngot to the room which had not been opened yet. The crowd of young men moved\nout of the way and a path was open to him. He observed that many of the cocks\nwere hard and ready for action.\n\nEntering the room, a silver goblet of wine was placed in his hand. One would\nbe offered to each person as they arrived it they wished. He stepped to one\nside and surveyed the room. The room was in the shape of a square with a high\nceiling. There were five circular, raised stages in the room. These were\nraised about 3 feet above the floor. They were in the four corners and one in\nthe middle. Only the one in the middle was covered with deep carpet. In this\ncase it was blue. The others had various items on them. The main floor had\nnumerous large fluffy pillows scattered. Everything was ready. He motioned the\ndoor opened and the men came in.\n\nThere were about 18 of the Freedom Nuts that came to the party. Caleb was one\nof those. As Caleb waited for the doors to open a couple of the guests from\nthe second level approached him and offered sexual favors. Most of the Nuts\nwere also being offered all kinds of sexual activities. Caleb thought that\nthis was worth it all. His cock had been denied release until now and these\nmen were more than willing to drain him. He grabbed two of the guys and when\nthe door opened he pulled them in with him and the three of them were soon\nnaked and sweating on the soft pillows. A couple of others joined the trio and\none left. This night, partners would change often and quickly.\n\nThen a commotion happened at the main middle dais. The victor of the night,\nRick, entered the ring and stepped onto the stage. This night the dais was his\nand only those he wanted would be allowed. He stood there and listened to the\ncheers and congratulations from others. He spotted a friend that he had not\nseen since he had been enslaved and smiling, invited him up to the stage. The\ntwo were soon in a embrace. The raised stage assured that all in the room\ncould see the two. Rick was the king of the party. Anything he wanted was his.\nHe was feeling good. He was now free and had money. He turned his friend\naround and quickly forced him to the floor and started fucking.\n\nThe group around the dais cheered and then turned their attention to the other\nstages that were being set up. On the first one the slave that had been\nbattling his brother and won was being strung up. Ropes were extended from the\nrafters and the slave was strung upside down by his legs which were pulled\napart. The arms were pulled downward and tied to the floor. The result was\nthat the lean male body was completely helpless with his mouth at crotch\nlevel. His mouth had been pried open and an open hole gag held his mouth open.\nHis cock and balls were open and vulnerable. The attendants then stepped back\nand the crowd descended on the helpless slave. The first guy in line, which\nwas one of the Nuts, stepped forward and shoved his cock into the slave and\ndown his throat. At the same time he slapped the balls. This night the slave\nwould be used many many times by the horny crowd. There was no limit to the\nnumber of times. During the night he would be taken down and spread so his ass\ncould be used. The abusers were also encouraged to punish the slave\u2019s balls.\n\nThere were two more stages to be filled and the centers of attention for those\nstages were just being brought onto the party floor. The last stage would not\nbe used this night.\n\nDaniel begged and pleaded as two slaves took him from the arena. They had\ngrabbed his arms and bound them high up his back. At that time his balls were\nreleased and he was finally free of the hole. A quick trip to a back room\nwhere he was shaved as ordered. All hair was shaved from his latino body. He\nstared at the knife as his little bit of hair on his lip was the first to go.\nThe hair around his balls was the last to go and in between the two slaves had\nfun scraping his head, chest, legs free of their covering. As the knife\ndenuded his balls, the balls shrunk into his body in fear. He was then led\ndown to the party room, perhaps carried would be a better description. The\nentire time he was begging, pleading to be free but to no avail.\n\nHe was joined outside the party room by two slaves forcing Josh to the room\nalso. Josh had not been shaved as Master Santino thought the light blond hair\nframed the cock and balls and also framed that cute little nose. Josh was not\nbegging, he had resigned himself to the fact that for the next month he would\nbe a slave but then he would have a chance to earn his freedom. He looked at\nDaniel and thought that he should be able to take him in a contest, depending\nof course of the contest. They were never the exact same.\n\nThe two Nuts, now slaves, were brought into the room and each was taken to a\ndifferent stage. Daniel was bent forward over a rail set up on his stage. His\nlegs and arms were both outstretched and tied to the floor. He was now bent\ndouble with his ass and mouth both at cock level. A small pail was tied to the\nballs and then the workers stepped back. The guests had already lined up and\nhis friend was the first to step forward. He had wanted to get into the ass\nfor a while and he was going to enjoy himself. He wasted no time and as Daniel\nscreamed another cock was slammed into his mouth. Both men had been handed a\nsmall metal ball and when they finished they put the ball into the pail. When\nthe pail, which could hold 50 balls, was full Daniel would be done for the\nnight.\n\nJosh was taken to the other stage and instead of being bound face down, he was\nbound face up. Two rails at his hips and shoulders supported his weight, still\nallowing access to his ass and mouth. A pail was also attached to his balls.\nThis would be long night for the two.\n\nMaster Santino stood to one side watching the action. He always enjoyed the\nparties. While THE ARENA was very popular, and he knew the reason that men\nflocked to the events was to see men castrated, he really preferred the party\nscene. That is why he limited the amount of men made into eunuchs to one each\nnight. He did not consider the slaves bought from other cities as men. He had\nbeen upset during the night that one of the rich guests in one of the luxury\nboxes had unmanned a boy during the night\u2019s event. He had to put a stop to\nthis or no man would come if there was not discipline and some form of safety.\nHe had spoken to Titus, his big black eunuch who now approached him.\n\n\u201cChris is the one that did it. This is the second time he has done it. And yes\nhe was warned before.\u201d Master Santino looked around the room and spotted Chris\nwith a couple of the Nuts in the midst of a --well a cluster--of naked bodies.\nHe knew that Chris was a rich son of a person in politics. He gave Titus an\norder. \u201cWatch him closely and do not allow him to harm anyone tonight. When he\nis done restraint him and then throw him in jail. We will have a punishment\nnight.\u201d\n\nMaster Santino sighed. He did not like punishment nights but they were\nnecessary. Chris was not going to like that night.\n\nHe surveyed the room. Rick now had invited several others onto the stage and\nwas enjoying himself. The bought slave\u2019s mouth was being used. Daniel had ten\nballs in his pail and Josh had nine. Titus was close to Chris and several\nguests were caressing Titus and he was returning the attention. Master Santino\nstripped off his black silver studded black jock and looked around. He spotted\nCaleb in one of the \u2018knots\u2019 of young men. He smiled and went to join them.\n\nNext--Punishment Night.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 120, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "JESSICA FINDS A NEW HUSBAND", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Jessica is borrowed of making love with his husband and takes a final decision.", "Text": "Copy of \"How I Shrank My Husband's Crotch\" by Castratrix.\n\nEdited copy by Jessica pulled.\n\nThe real story is here:\n\nhttp://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/H/ea_4835how_i_sh.htm  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 15, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The 'affair", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Ted is seduced by his wife's lover and loses everything", "Text": "`\n\n#  The Affair\n\n`\n\nHi! My name is Ted. I have been my wife\u2019s slave for the last 10 years. She\nkeeps me locked in a chastity belt. If I am very lucky she permits me to cum\nonce or twice a year. Otherwise I have to make due with being milked every 2\nmonths. I must do all of the house work and orally service my wife as she\nwishes. Lately my wife has been becoming more and more dominant. She has been\ntalking about having my man hood remove. She thinks the idea of having me de\nmanned is very exciting. Lately she has not said anything about having me\nnullified.\n\nShe has become good friends with a lady in her office named Wanda. Linda, my\nwife has often invited Wanda over to our house. She introduced me as her\nchastised husband. Wanda became very interested. She asked if she could see my\nlocked up manhood. Linda was only too glad to comply. I was immediately\nordered to strip and reveal to Wanda my cock and balls locked up in an Access\nDenied belt. Wanda loved it and said seeing my locked up cock and balls turned\nher on. Linda ordered me to provide Wanda with oral service. I took care of\nher as Linda ordered.\n\nThe 2 women were together almost every evening. Often I was bound and had to\nwatch both of them make love to each other. More often than not I provided\nboth of them with oral sex. Wanda came up with the idea that she should keep\nthe keys to my cock and balls. That way I could not talk Linda into letting me\nhave relief. Linda was only too happy to agree.  Wanda took the keys.\n\nNow there was no hope of my getting any relief other than being milked. Both\nwomen became more and more demanding. They began to dress me as a women and\ntorture me while I was bound.\n\nOne day I was at the grocery getting things for the evening meal. I ran into\nWanda.\n\nShe Said, \u201cTed, I have your keys, how would you like some relief.\u201d\n\nSince I had now been locked up for more than a year without having had a\nclimax, I readily agreed. We went to Wanda\u2019s place.\n\nWanda bound me naked standing spread eagle to posts in her basement. She\nunlocked my cock and balls. She gave an excellent blow job which resulted in a\nterrific climax for me.\n\nWanda locked me back up. I dressed, sat down and had coffee with her.\n\nThe next thing I knew I was trying to move. I wondered why I couldn\u2019t move my\narms and legs. As I became aware of my surroundings, I saw I was in a sterile\nroom locked to what appeared to be an operating table. My legs were clamped in\nshackles above my head and my wrist were secured under the table. I couldn\u2019t\nmove.\n\nThree women came into the room. Linda, Wanda and a lady, who I did not\nrecognize, dressed completely in white.\n\nLinda said, \u201cSo Ted, you couldn\u2019t keep from having an affair with Wanda. Now\nyou have to pay the price. The lady dressed in white is Brionne. She is a\nsurgical nurse and specializes in male genital problems. At our request she is\ngoing to remove your cock and balls.\n\nI yelled, screamed and tired to squirm. The only thing I could do was scream.\nI couldn\u2019t move.\n\nBrionne said, \u201cI can\u2019t stand all of that noise. Do something about it.\u201d\n\nWanda produced a large penis gag. She pinched my nose closed. When I opened my\nmouth to breathe, she strapped the gag in place. I could now only make little\nmuffled groans.\n\nBrionne produced a razor and shave cream. She made short work of my pubic\nhair. Then she soaked my entire genital area in an antiseptic solution. She\nlet them rest there a few minutes. The solution really burned.\n\nBrionne said, \u201cIt looks like he\u2019s ready. Are you sure you want them off?\u201d\n\nLinda said, \u201cHe had an affair without my permission. Besides he\u2019s only been\nable to use that equipment one or two times in the last 5 years. It\u2019s of no\nuse to me. Remove it.\u201d\n\nBrionne pulled a cart over to where I was secured. She began by cutting my\nball sack. She clamped off the appropriate arteries. Then with one quick slice\nmy balls and sack dropped into a pan.\n\nBrionne said, \u201cI want him to see his penis being severed from his body. That\nway he will know he has been nullified. Then I\u2019ll knock him out while I do the\nsurgery to reposition his urinary tract.\u201d\n\nWanda held a mirror so I could see the entire process. Brionne slid a sound up\nthe urinary tract of my penis until she felt it reach the proper spot. Then I\nwatched her take a scalpel and lice around the base of my penis as close to my\nbody as she could. I yelled from the pain but only produced a groan.\n\nBrionne quickly clamped off the bleeders. Then she said, \u201cTime to go sleepy\nby.\u201d\n\nBrionne gave me a shot and I was out.\n\nWhen I awoke I was shackled to a bed. Brionne came in and said, \u201cEvery thing\nis going well. You should be up an around in a few days.\n\nTrue to her word I was up and walking at the end of three days. After about 3\nmonths I was completely healed.\n\nSince I was now useless for intercourse, I had to service Wanda and Linda\norally as they wished. One day they had me bound and helpless for a whipping.\nThey gave me a severe whipping. Then Linda tightly hog tied me. Then Linda\ndropped a bombshell.\n\n\u201cTed since you are now of no use as a man you might as well become a woman.\nYou\u2019re going to the transgender clinic where you will become female instead of\nmale. You will have a vagina. However since your male apparatus has been\nremoved you will have no feeling in it. \u201cCome and get him Ladies.\u201d\n\nTwo ladies that looked strong enough to lift a ton came in and carried me out\nto a van.\n\nWhen I was returned to Linda and Wanda I was a complete transsexual. Linda\nchanged my name to Theodora.\n\nEpilogue:\n\nLinda divorced me. And I became Linda and Wanda\u2019s maid. Linda and Wanda became\nfull time lovers.\n\nBe careful about letting your significant other chastise you. You may get more\nthan you wish.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 109, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Penis eating fish", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "A news article about a fish that eats penises", "Text": "` Genital-biting fish terrorise village `\n\n06jul01\n\nTWO Papua New Guinea fishermen have bled to death after piranha-like river\nfish bit off their penises.\n\nThe fish, which zero in on urine, have struck terror among villagers along the\nSepik River, in north-western PNG.\n\nAuthorities believe the killer fish is an introduced member of the South\nAmerican pacu family and relative of the piranha.\n\nIn both of last month's fatalities, the fish demonstrated a trait of the\npiranha by following a trail of urine in the water, swimming to its source and\nthen biting it off with razor-sharp teeth.\n\nSome believe the killer may be a food-source fish introduced from Brazil in\n1994 by the United Nations Food and Agricultural Organisation and the PNG\nNational Fisheries Authority.\n\nHowever marine biologist and aquaculturist Ian Middleton said he believed they\nwere a different species, introduced from across the PNG-Indonesia border.\n\nHe denied the fish were the descendants of the pacu introduced to the Sepik\nRiver in 1994 and to the Ramu River at Madang in 1997 as a protein substitute.\n\n\"The killer fish have the most human-like teeth on the bottom jaw I have ever\nseen and quite possibly feed on insects,\" he said, while the pacu introduced\nby the FAO and NFA grew to 20kg and had no teeth.\n\nMr Middleton said he believed the killer fish had started biting humans\nbecause of a lack of naturally occurring food.\n\n\"The reason for biting people on their genitals I believe is a result of the\nfish detecting a chemical change,\" he said.\n\nMr Middleton said this was well documented in the Amazon, where piranhas\nattack in response to urine or blood.\n\nHe said people along the Ramu River were harvesting the introduced pacu\nwithout any reports of attacks on humans.\n\n\"I do not believe . . . the FAO and the NFA would be stupid enough to\nintroduce such a hazardous species, nor any relative of the piranha,\" Mr\nMiddleton said.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 15, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sold TWO", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, BDSM", "Summary": "Continuation of SOLD - restraints and chastity device applied", "Text": "Sold Two\n\nRonny was helped down from his bondage and stood naked in front of his new\nowners. \u201cI am Francisco Valdez, and you are my property. What is yourname.\n\u201cRonny\u201d, the boy replied. \u201cRonny, Master\u201d, he corrected, \u201cyou will address me\nas Master and my children as Miss or Sir\u201d. \u201cYes, Master\u201d, he quickly added.\nAndrea spoke up immediately, \u201cNo. Daddy, this is my slave and I wish for the\nslave to address me as Mistress. Jose had the last one\u201d!\n\n\u201cAndrea, this is a new slave and must be trained in obedience. I will be the\none\u201d, Jose protested. \u201cDaddy\u201d, Andrea pleaded. \u201cShe is right. Billy was a\ncomplete failure and we were lucky to get our money back when we sold\nhisuseless ass\u201d. \u201cYes, Father\u201d, Jose almost whispered as he glared at the\nslave.\n\n\u201cDaddy, I promise, I will train him well\u201d. \u201cAndrea, this is your first slave.\nI would have preferred you to have a girl slave for obvious reasons\u201d. \u201cHave\nhim castrated\u201d, Jose said. \u201cNo\u201d, Andrea screamed, \u201cBilly became fat and\nlazyafter you had his balls cut off. This slave will remain intact\u201d.\n\n\u201cMay I be of assistance\u201d, a white-haired man asked. \u201cAnd who are you\u201d,\nFrancisco asked? \u201cI am Simon, of Slave Outfitters. Forgive me, but I could not\nhelp but over-hear your conversation with your children in regard to yournew\nslave. Maybe I can help\u201d. \u201cHow so\u201d? \u201cSire, I have been in the business of\nproviding chains and other restraints to slave owners for years. Please, allow\nme to show you my wares\u201d. Simon led them to a van and opened a large door in\nthe side.\n\n\u201cThis slave is new and must be regarded as a dangerous escape risk. Most\nslaves escape during the first ninety days of servitude. He requires ankle\nchains\u201d. \u201cAgreed\u201d, Francisco said. \u201cYou will need handcuffs too and I have\nthose that connect to the ankle chains. These are not permanent and can be\nremoved with a key. The slave will need two collars; one leather to be\nwornnormally and a heavier metal one for chaining up at night unless you would\nprefer wooden stocks\u201d. \u201cStocks\u201d, Andrea asked? \u201cYes. Wooden stocks thatsecure\nthe slaves\u2019s ankles and wrists. Padlocks are placed on the stocks and the\nslave remains there until released. This has proven to be extremely effective\nin preventing masturbation\u201d. Francisco clapped the man on his shoulder and\nsaid, \u201cYou are my man\u201d.\n\n\u201cThank you sire. However, forgive me, but I must address your concerns about a\nnaked, teenaged, slave being with your daughter. Now, I would notsuggest that\nshe might even consider toying with this lowly slave; but, whynot add another\nprotection that leaves the boy\u2019s balls intact\u201d? Simon turnedand produced a\nring and a metal cage. \u201cThis goes behind his balls and his penis goes in here.\nHe is secured with a small lock\u201d. \u201cExcellent\u201d, Franciscopraised, Do it\u201d. Simon\ncame out of the van and stood in front of the terrifiedslave and ordered,\n\u201cLegs wide\u201d. Ronny closed his eyes as he felt the man\u2019s hands on his balls and\ndick. \u201cSize seven\u201d, he announced. Minutes later he placed the device on\nRonny\u2019s sex and was handing the key to Francisco whenAndrea\u2019s hand flashed out\nand took it. \u201cShe has a mind of her own\u201d, he helplessly told Simon. Simon\nlaughed and then went about securing the boy\u2019sankles and wrists in chains.\nLast came the leather collar. \u201cI will have the stocks in place at you estate\nprior to sunset\u201d, he assured Francisco. Simon was paid and Andrea went into\nher coat pocket and produced a chain leash that she attached to Ronny\u2019s\ncollar. \u201cOh, forgive me. There is something else.\n\nI will bring it with he this afternoon\u201d, Simon apologized.\n\nHe had to be helped into the back seat of the SUV and sat there naked, in\nchains, as he was buckled in. Once they were moving, Francisco Valdez spoke,\n\u201cSlave, complete and unquestioning obedience will be required of you. I shall\nnot permit disobedience or insolence. The cost of such will besevere corporal\npunishment. And, I will tell you now that I prefer the use of the strap above\nall. Do you understand\u201d, he asked? \u201cYes, Master, completely.I will not disobey\nyou\u201d, he answered. \u201cWill you disobey me\u201d, Andrea said asshe grabbed the chrome\ncage on his cock. \u201cNo, Mistress\u201d, he whispered.\n\nAndrea smiled.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 75, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Origin of Glory Holes", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, Other:   Glory Holes", "Summary": "This little study seeks the origin of the glory hole and how it was and is used, and presents a fantasy about how it might be used if some of us were in charge.", "Text": "Your history is interesting.  I enjoyed it very much.  As a sailor, \nI learned another story which is not in conflict with yours at all, \nyet is much different.  It seems in older times, water was carried \nin ships in big hogsheads (barrels). Out at sea everyone gets \nhorny, so after a hogshead was empty, it just sat there, except \nthat the men in a sleeping area made pacts to use the hogshead.  \nThey drew straws. One straw was shorter than the others.  A \nstandard straw was glued to the hogshead.  At night, after lights \nout, the man with the short straw got into the hogshead and sucked \nall the dicks that came to him through the bung hole in the \nbarrel.  If he did his duty, no one would know which one had \"his \nday in the barrel\" that day.  But if a prick went in to an empty \nbarrel, they lit a light, compared straws and found the short one.  \nThat guy was stripped, put \"over the barrel\" and butt-fucked (using \nHIS bunghole) by all the guys.  Hence the expressions, \"I got the \nshort straw,\" \"It's my day in the barrel\" for bad luck and \"He's \nover the barrel,\" or \"they've got him over a barrel\" for \"he \ncheated, but now he is paying for it.\"  I do not think these \nsailors thought of these things as homosexual, just a way to get \noff.  The next time you hear these phrases, or even \"bunghole,\" \nremember those hot and steamy sailors who thought up this wonderful \ngame.  I wonder if, occasionally a sailor skipped barrel duty just \nto be put over the barrel? I think the foregoing is true, but \nimagine that on every Friday the thirteenth a die was cast by the \nguy with the short straw.  No one else would know.  If it was a 3, \nfor example.  The third prick into the hole would be cut off as it \nspurts!  The sucker could give him the option of offering his nuts \ninstead, or the offer to spend every night in the barrel for a \nyear.  As an extra treat, not the regular turn.  Now the long \nstrawed men would also throw a die to see who went first, second, \netc.  They would be forced to take their turns. Most losers would \nprobably opt for the sucking every night for a year, second shift.  \nOr maybe the sucker would decide to have sausage for midnight snack \nand cut!", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 61, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ball Hanging Night: Part 3: Training 3", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Femdom/BDSM", "Summary": "A slave has his balls stretched and tortured in preparation for worse to come", "Text": "Ball Hanging Night: Part 3: Training 3\n\nAs his subincision healed They moved onto his balls. Alice wanted to stretch\nthem down to his knees. Gertrude wanted to see how much weight he could be\nmade to carry or pull with them. So they did both.\n\nHis ball collar started out 2 inch leather but then was 2 inch steel then\nanother inch of collar added above it. It had 2 eye-hooks to hang weight from.\n\nTo make some money off him they added a webcam to his dungeon and sold viewing\nrights. 24/7 anyone who paid could watch him. No privacy ever for him. A light\nwas always on. To pee he sat and wiped himself facing the camera. And if he\nplayed with himself the world saw that too. They wore masks when with him.\nWhen they peed into his funnel gag the camera watched him swallow, then beg\nfor water or his liquid diet. They set this up with help from the local BDSM\nclub, who also were invited to play with him sometimes.\n\nhe stood, legs to a spreader bar and hands cuffed above him to the ceiling\nhook. his gauze wrapped dick was as erect as it could get. Gert brought in a\ngallon jug of water, tied it to the ball collar eyes and dropped it. The\nlittle pussy! he wretched as it reached the end and pulled sharply on his\nballs. Only 8 lbs.! She did it again and again. The third time he did vomit\nfrom pain. Clearly this was a bad, messy habit They needed to break him of.\n\nThey tied him face down on a sawhorse covered only by an old wool blanket--his\nbedding. Knees up, ass out. his balls hung free and They could sit on stools\ncomfortably. They brought in a Dom they had met to work with Them. They sat on\neither side of Him and watched in fascination as he took twine and separated\neach ball. dicky grunted and wretched a bit. Once each ball was tied off tight\nthey were purple and dicky was moaning softly and nonstop. He put the fingers\nof one hand behind each ball (the ball between middle and ring fingers) and\npulled ball with a sharp tug. Louder moan. The He took his thumbnails and\npressed them into the balls. Hard.\n\ndicky had a tarp and basin under his face and he was tightly bound. he\nsquirmed hard but the pain made him vomit. The pain seemed endless and he\nwretched and wretched. he brought up his last feeding and their golden nectar\nand dry heaved for what seemed like forever. Tears streamed down his face. but\nthe pain seemed to improve and he felt less sick. It seemed like hours passed\nas his balls were squeezed and crushed and pulled but he got less sick. They\nwere breaking his vomiting reaction, just like breaking a gag reflex. So long\nas they kept him in some pain it would stick. But it still was agonizing for\nhim.\n\nWhen They finished he was in a 5 inch steel collar set. They hauled him\nexhausted to his feet with a ceiling pulley roped to his wristcuffs. he stood\nweakly on his spread legs. If not held up he would have collapsed. Alice\nbrought two gallons, tied them on and dropped them.\n\nhe was never blindfolded--They wanted him to see and dread what was coming.\nNow he saw not just the Dom but 3 others watching him there. Naked and in\nagony in public. When the gallons fell he wretched weakly but mostly screamed\nin agony. Alice did it over and over and then went to 4 gallons--still less\nthan 30lbs, \"you fucking pussy wimp!\" She yelled to his face. he was crying so\nshe slapped him. Each time he cried someone slapped him. Finally he heard the\nvisitors--he was never introduced or even allowed to address them--\ncongratulate Alice and Gert on their breaking of him. They had never seen\nanything like it. One Domme said, \"If dicky can handle some more weight, You\nshould bring him to the Club so You can hang him by his balls. I've never seen\na ball hang. They might tear off, you know, but it would be great. Right now\nI'm so horny I've got to get back to my slave so he can pleasure me. Good\nnight.\"\n\nOver the following days dumbells of varying weight hung from his aching balls.\nWhen not attached to the ceiling and the weight, they actually encouraged him\nto touch and fondle his own balls and pleasure himself in this way. They\nwanted him to worry about them and keep them sensitive as they would stay if\nhe fondled them. Then one visit they announced he was going out of his dungeon\nto be hung by his balls.\n\nA ball hang, he thought. What worse could they do to me?  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 74, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia\u2019s Casual wager", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "THecia makes a bet with a friend.Fiction and not for minors.Thecia", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Casual wager\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m a 31 year old engineer who spends her spare time as an\nunderground cutter.\n\nI was having lunch with the only other female cutter that I personally know,\nMarissa, a nurse from Chicago, who cuts as often as I, if not more.\n\nIn causal conversation I told her that I could have ten fresh nuts in jars by\ntomorrow night. I have a waiting list and that many would not be a problem.\nShe offered to bet the best dinner in Dallas on it and a thousand dollars to\nmake it more interesting.. If I won she would buy dinner and if I lost I would\nbuy.\n\nMarissa is an imposing woman, She is 39 years old, about five nine and maybe\n140 lbs, she has graying brown hair and piercing green eyes. She still has a\nhandsome figure with huge German frauline boobs. She is also a man hater.\n\nShe is quite different than me, I\u2019m a hair short of five seven with very light\nbrown hair and blue eyes. I\u2019m told that I still have it in the figure\ndepartment. Men seem to consider my butt my best feature.\n\nI only cut in Mexico now, but there would not be time for the trip if I wanted\nto finish by the agreed six PM deadline tomorrow. I had access to an unused\nshipping office in the rear of an industrial complex, it would serve as a make\nshift clinic.\n\nUsing my untraceable cell phone I began to call my list of waiting men. That\nwas when I first ran into trouble. The first three didn\u2019t answer the number\nthat they had given me, the next was at the airport on the way to his sons\nwedding. In the end I could only find four men that were available and wanted\nmy services. One of the four did not have my full fee and I (against my better\njudgment) extended credit to him. The cuttings went well and by noon the\nfollowing day I had eight shiny new balls in formaldehyde. I won\u2019t bother to\ndescribe the castrations as they were simple, clinical and not at all\nexciting.\n\nI didn\u2019t know where I was going to get the fifth set but I knew I wasn\u2019t going\nto lose the bet, one way or another.\n\nThen I remembered Sammy, Sammy was a black kid who worked at the engineering\ncompany with me. His brother had been killed because his father owed money to\na loan shark and couldn\u2019t pay. The loan shark had Sammy\u2019s brother killed. The\npolice investigated but couldn\u2019t prove anything.\n\nThe loan shark was named \u201cstonewall\u201d Jackson and he owned a bar in a seedier\npart of town. The bar was his \u201coffice\u201d and he held court there every day from\nabout two PM on. At one thirty, Jill and I were waiting when his BMW pulled\nup. Stonewall and his body guard got out and made about three steps before the\nfour needles from two different tasers dug deep into their flesh. Before they\nknew what hit them they were stripped of their guns, bound, gagged and\nblindfolded in the back of Jill\u2019s old hatchback car, no one saw us.\n\nWhen we got outside of the shipping office, I gave each a shot of sodium\npentothal and in a few minutes they were no longer resisting. We managed to\nget them into the building and onto the table there. I had planned to nut the\nloan shark but hadn\u2019t thought about his body guard. After a little thought I\ndecided that they were only balls and he would be better off without them. So\nI would harvest two sets that afternoon.\n\nBoth men were awake, albeit very groggy. I cut their clothes off using a box\ncutter and I was pleasantly surprised with the bounty we found there. The loan\nshark had an average five or six incher with normal balls, but the body guard\nhad a package to dye for. A huge dick attached to two baseball sized nuts,\nJill couldn\u2019t keep her eyes off of them.\n\nJill asked me, \u201cShould I drain them first?\u201d I felt it might be a nice thing\nfor the body guard, but Stonewall didn\u2019t deserve anything.\n\nI banded Jackson\u2019s balls and loped them off without a second thought. The\nwhole sack came off in my hand and I rolled it across the table where Jill\ndumped the contents out into a stainless steel wash bowl. She washed them in\nalcohol and put them along with their sack into the waiting peanut butter jar\nfull of formaldehyde.\n\nThe body guard was still very groggy but his big cock was up for the occasion.\nIt stuck up like a miniature tree trunk. Jill wasted no time and she had her\nlips around it in seconds. She slid her lips off and jumped up on the table\nwhere she impaled herself on the huge cock, it was still glistening from her\nsaliva and slid right in. I told her to stop and let me get to work, I slit\nthe sides of his sack and popped the huge orbs out into daylight. I carefully\ntied off each cord group and waited until Jill got her hand and mouth back\ninto the act. When he was just beginning to cum, I slit the cords. His thick\nalmost pure white cum turned red as the blood from his severed vessels found\nit\u2019s way into the sperm stream.\n\nI carefully sewed both men up and with the help of another needle full of\ndrugs we transported them back to an alley near the bar where we dumped them.\n\nMarissa was impressed by the fact that I had not only ten freshly severed\nballs, but twelve. She was also impressed by the one set that was easily twice\nthe size of any of the others there.\n\nThe dinner was great, I had filet mignon, Jill had a whole lobster and Marissa\nhad roast duck in orange sauce. I always get hungry when I de-ball.\n\nRespectfully Submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A new day", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Other: circumcision", "Summary": "It has been ruled that all men over 28 must be circumcisied. circumcision has been banned for new borns for 30 years now.", "Text": "it is a new day in the country.  As the weather got coldup north many \nof the soldiers headed for Florida a new country were clothes were \nonly worn in church and the work place.\n\n\n\nthe rules for castrations had been changed to allow for a larger gene \npool.  there would be total segragation until the age of 19.  at this \npoint people would be paired off and married, or if there was a need \nand a calling those not to be paired were prepared for life as \npriests and nuns.  These men would be castrated and given normal \ndoses of male hormones until their 26th birhtdays.  due to the \nretrictions of the Catholic church all forms of birthcontrol were \nbanned.  As such until the age of 26 any act of sex would result in \nchildren unless one of the parties happened to be sterile.\n\n\n\nShould any male by the age of 21 be showing signs of hair loss he \nwould be immediately castrated at his annual exam.  since most new \nforms of medical treatments were lost in the move south no chances \nfor anything to cause health problems were tried.  Baldness was going \nto be bannished as well as execcive hair under the new plan.\n\n\n\nAt 26 all men were sent in for complete physicals and scheduled for \ncastration by their 28th birthdays.  This would allow for the chance \nif his wife were pregnant to deliever and should a miscarriage happen \none last chance for a gift from god.\n\n\n\nall the 26 year olds that did not have children and were found to be \nsterile would have immediate castrations.  high doses of testostorne \nwere given to keep from gaining body fat.  These doses were to slowly \nbe droped over the next five years until it was determined that the \ndesire for sex was not necessary for the marriage and they would be \nstopped suddenly.  This proved helpful as the couple got older and \nshe went into memapoise.\n\n\n\nAs the new circ laws went into effect the clinics were running 24 \nhours a day until everybody over 28 was cut.  The younger men would \nbe taken off their hormones for one month prior to surgerand remain \noff for a month to avoid erections during the healing process.\n\n\n\n\n\n It was during this new day that health problems were virtually \ngone.  People could eat drink and thanks to chemical free cigarettes \nsmoke again.\n\n\n\nRoss was looking forward to this day.  He was 26 and determined to be \nsterile.  His married life was great and he was going to finally be \nrid of his balls.  He found them to be ver painfull during sex and \nwhen swimming in the ocean.  \n\n\n\nAs his wife brought him to the clinic one last rabbit test was done \nto see if she were pregnant. The results were in and they would be a \nchildless couple serving the church and the community.  They were \nvery happy.\n\n\n\nRoss was given a local in the sac.  thirty minutes later the doctor \nreturned.  He spoke to Ross and asked if he felt anything.  Ross said \nno.  As Doc was talking he opened the sac and slowly removed the \nballs.  He then took a pair of testicles from the tray and removed \nthe seal that would allow the hormones to be released in high does \nover the nest two years before the circ.  When the hormones started \nto deplete the balls would release on a timer suddenly slef absorb \nand the other ould kick in.\n\n\n\ntwo hours later Ross was heading home once the stiches came out he \nand his wife would go on vacaction.  He could enjoy the surf again.\n\n\n\nBill was next he was Ross' older brother also sterile and ready for \ncircumcision.  He had not had an erection in two weeks and was \nstarting to lose his body hair..  His thick patch of pubuc hair was \nall that was really left.  He could not wait to loose his filthy skin \nand was going to lobby for infant circs again.  After the Doctor \nfinished he said not to try.  It maight make people think he was gay.\n\n\n\nBefore the day was out Joe the baby bother was brought in.  It \nappeared that he was losing his hair.  A quick check proved that he \nonly had 70% of his hair remaining.  Last month it was 95% an \nacceptable loss.  Men were to keep at least 75% of their hair by 26 \nand at 2O he was losing it fast.  Joe knew that he would at least \nhave four children.  His wife was pregant with twins again.  He new \nthat his twin boys would be the joy of his life and hopefully he \nwould have daughters as well.  He would be at this rate have by the \ntime his hormones were totally removed in his thirtys he would have \n35% of his hair based on the studies and tests.  After the hormones \nwere gone it would go back to 65% just like his brothers .  His \noldest brother at 28 was now at 65% and would go up to 85%.\n\n\n\nTo be continued.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Milking Farm", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A fantasy about bondage, milking, shaving, nullification, and slavery.", "Text": "Milking Farm\nby \nThe Milk Man\n\nPart 1\n\nFollowing are my experiences after having answered an internet ad \nwhich read:  \"Are you a chronic masturbator?  Do you ever fantasize \nabout being castrated or nullified?  Come to the farm and get the \nmilkings of your life - and, maybe, more.  You'll be glad you \ndid!\"    I answered the ad and was contacted saying that I should \nbe walking in a certain place at a certain time and that I would be \npicked up and taken to the farm.  Of course, I had reservations \nabout this but many times before, I had answered or almost answered \nads and chickened out.  This time, I was determined to go through \nwith it.  The contact had said that I would be given the \nopportunity to back out after everything was explained to me.  So I \nthought, \"What the heck, I'm going for it!\"\n\nSo, I was walking at the specified place and time and a van pulled \nalong side of me, stopped, and a guy got out wearing very tight \nblue jeans, white tee shirt, and tennis shoes.  He was big with\nlots of muscles and a totally shaved head.  He asked if I wanted to \ngo to the farm and when I nodded yes, two other guys, with exactly \nthe same look, got out of the van.  They picked me up like a rag \ndoll and threw me into the back of the van.\n\nThey followed me in and soon we were moving.  The guys then put a \nhood over my head and laced it up the back.  My clothes were \nremoved and my arms were folded behind my back and leather \nrestraints bound my wrists to elbows.  Then a wide collar was put \naround my neck and I heard a click as it snapped shut in a snug \nfit.  Next I was placed face down on the carpeted floor and ankle \nrestraints were placed on my ankles and a spreader bar was hooked \nto the restraints.  I rode like that for quite a long time hearing \nmuffled talking but not being able to understand what was being \nsaid.\n\nWhen we finally came to a stop, the spreader bar was removed from \nmy ankle restraints and I was taken out of the van.  Then a leash \nwas hooked to my collar and I was led through a door and down what \nseem like a very long hallway.  There were many turns and some \nsteps but finally we went through another door and I was stopped.  \nThen I was placed in a chair and my arms were unbound only to be \nbound to the arms of the chair.  My legs were bound to the chair \nlegs and a big, wide leather band was tightly placed around my \nchest.  The hood was left on but I could hear the door close and I \nthink I was alone.  \n\nAfter several minutes I heard another door open and steps \napproached the chair where I was bound.  The hood was removed and \nwhen my eyes cleared I still couldn't see anything including\nthe person standing close to me.  There was a light on me and I \ncouldn't see beyond it.  The voice asked me if I was scared and \nwanted to leave?  I said that I was a bit scared but that I wanted \nto hear about the farm before I made a decision.  The voice said ok \nand began to tell me what would be expected of me.\n\nPart 2 will describe the farm and the requirements", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 33, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Tajik Girl", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, MINOR", "Summary": "A chinese boy finds experiences his first and last orgasm with a Tajik girl.", "Text": "In the tajik autonomous region of china roamed a very beautiful,\nsexy,seductive Tajik girl. She was 18. Like most Tajik girls, she had a\nbeautiful face, with brown skin, and dark hair. She would have a young boy in\nbed, have his penis cut off, and make him serve her all for her enjoyment. She\nworked as a dancer. Her first victim was a cute 16 year old chinese boy\nwalking alone down a deserted street. She faked having trouble with her dress.\nHer leg and panties were an exciting view for boy. She asked for help. He\nhelped untangle her. Then she put her hand over his crotch, kissed him, and\nshe said, \u201cGood boy, you come with me, I will sleep with you\".\n\nShe led him to her apartment. Led up a narrow stairway above an abandon\nrestaurant he entered her apartment. She offered him a drink, he accepted and\ndrank. He faded out.\n\nWhen he awoke from his drugged condition, he was on his back naked on bed. His\narms and legs were cuffed spread eagle.\n\nShe walked into the room wearing traditional tajik dress. Her large breasts\nstuck out proudly. Standing in front of him, admiring his large cock and\nballs, she took her hands from behind her back and produced a large knife and\nput it to the base of his penis. The young boy started begging her not to cut\nhim. Laughing, she took the knife and stuck it into her dress. She tied the\nend of a leather cord around the penis that was attached to a weight by the\nwindow. She slowly pulled the cord until it tightened and pulled him tight.\nSuspended by the cord and bound to the table, the young man was in much pain.\nShe lowered the cock bound boy back down to the table. She gave the tip of his\ncock a flick with her tongue. She put on a leather belt with several strings\non it. She said, \u201cYou may live and save your penis. If you get hard and\noutlast me i will not cut it.\u201d\n\nShe started sucking his cock and the boy became erect. Sucking his penis and\nfingering her own pussy she worked herself up in a mad frenzy. As the blood\nand cum filled the poor boys cock and balls, she quickly got up and readied a\niron metal rod to cauterize the wound. She ran her tongue around the tip of\nthe cock, flicking at it repeatedly. She took out the knife from her dress.\nThe cuffed boy lost control of his body functions and she wrapped her licks\naround his cock again, he started to spew cum out of his dick. She pressed the\nblade firmly where the underside of the cock shaft met the pelvic bone. A\nquick slice caused the penis to separate from his body. The blood and cum went\neverywhere. His body fell back to the table and the severed penis fell and\nlanded on his stomach. She masturbated herself with the handle of the knife to\norgasm. As the man lost his blood he gasped in pain and shock. She picked up\nthe penis, sat on his chest and fastened the severed manhood to her dress.\n\nShe said, \u201cNow you will be my slave.\u201d These were the last words the boy heard\nbefore she inserted a metal tube into the urethra, and pressed a burning metal\nrod to cauterize the wound.\n\nHe woke up to find her kissing him. She then placed her pussy over his mouth\nand ordered him to service her.\n\nHe brought her to orgasm. He remained sexually frustrated for the rest of his\ndays, licking her cunt everyday as she commanded.\n\nShe forced him to wear a dog collar and leash when she went out with him\n\nShe wore his penis proudly and displayed it while she worked as a dancer, no\none guessing where it came from.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Here Come De Judge!", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "", "Text": "` \"The defense calls David Brown as its next witness.\" `\n\nThe witness rose and confidently strode to the stand. He was about thirty\nyears old and his meticulous grooming and obviously good taste in clothing\ncaused many of the women to check for a wedding band, which he had, much to\ntheir dissapointment.\n\n\"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?\"\nThe bailiff intoned.\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Where were you at the time that the prosecution alleges that the defendent\ncommitted the crime?\" The lawyer asked, already knowing what the answer would\nbe.\n\n\"I was with the defendent at the time. We went to a bar in the city and stayed\nuntill midnight.\"\n\n\"Thank you. That is all for now.\" The lawyer said, dismissing the witness.\n\n\"Hold up a minute!\" the Judge ordered, somewhat mystified by the man's\ntestimony. \"Let me see if I have this straight. You have testified that you\nand the defendent were a hundred miles away from the scene of the crime on the\nnight of the murder. Is that correct?\"\n\n\"Yes, your Honor, it is.\" The witness replied, somewhat miffed that his\ntestimony was being questioned.\n\n\"Do you know where the words 'testify' and 'testimony'come from?\" The Judge\nasked the man, who was now starting to lose his composure. \"They're from the\nLatin word 'testis', which means 'witness', and the ancient Romans would grasp\ntheir genitals when bearing witness to show that they were telling the truth.\nThus the male gonads were came to be called testes, or testicles. By giving\ntestimony the Roman witness was literally swearing by his balls that he was\ntelling the truth.\"\n\nThe witness was now very nervous and was sweating profusely.\n\n\"The night of the killing was also my daughter's birthday.\" The Judge informed\nthe court. \"I drove down to the store to get some ice cream. I pulled up just\nas a man was getting out of his car. A young girl, perhaps high school age was\nsitting in the car drinking a wine cooler and spinning a motel key on her\nfinger. She smiled at me. When I got to the counter the man was paying for a\nbottle of wine and a pakage of condoms. I have a good memory for faces, and\nthat man was you! You couldn't have been a hundred miles away.\"\n\nThe man was now beet red and stammering about how he was being blackmailed by\nthe defendent, who threatened to tell his wife about his little Lolita.\n\n\"You have made a mockery of my courtroom and I won't stand for that! Bailiffs,\nseize this man and strip him!\" The Judge ordered, as he extracted a small\npenknife from within his robe.\n\nThe protests, and then the visceral screams of the new eunuch had been\nreplaced with a forlorn sobbing as the Judge deposited the bloody objects in\nthe water glass on his bench, plainly visible to the whole room.\n\n\"Councilor, you may call your next witness.\" He told the defense attorney.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cutting my way Across the USA", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Lacy continues to cut away at the military school", "Text": "Hi again boys! It's Lacy! Im looking for you! I want your jewels, your \nballs! I always get that I want!\n\n\n\nAs you remember, the last time I left you, I was at Nathanal Greene \nMilitary Academy with Joey. Adam one of the cadets had been shaved \nand I was examining Ben, another cadet.\n\n\n\n\"Ben, please get on the table butt up.\"\n\n\n\n\"Yes Ma'am\" He said.\n\n\n\nHis body was beautiful, a nice set of low hangers, big balls, and a round \nbubble butt. As I grabbed his balls, i could see his virgin butt hole. It \nlooked so sweet. I brushed my finger over it. he shuttered. As I \nsqueezed his testicles, he cried out in pain.\n\nI told him, he would have to be shaved. His cock grow even bigger.\n\nHe hopped off the table and joined Adam and Joey in the other room. It \nthis point I got a call from Col Jacobson. I told him we may have two \npossible cases of the virus. He asked if he could be examined too. Of \ncourse, he could.  Within less than five minutes, he was naked on my \ntable with hiss sweet ass in the air. His cock and balls would be my \nbest prize! I would have Joey shave all of him totally bare from the neck \ndown. He sent him into the other room, knowing Joey would love this \none. \n\n\n\nAll afternoon, I worked through the remaining cadets, about a hundred of \nthem. I selected twenty in all! Twenty low hangers. Two of them I would \ntake it all! The Col and Adam would lose both their penis and testicles. \n\n\n\nI decided to let them wait until the next day. As I entered the room, I \nsaw 20 naked smooth boys. Joey had done a great job! Leaving Adam \nand Col Joacobson until last. One by one I confirmed the verdict, their \nballs had to go. Each one was hoping it was not true! Some even \nbegging! I reminded them. it was their life. One of one I used the \ncastrating device to rubber them. By the time I got to Adam was very \nnervious. He begged. I told him the aweful news both his penis and \ntesticles had to go! He cried. I said nothing could be done. I told joey to \nprep him. Now I turned to Col Jacobson. His cock was totally hard! As I \nexamined his bare smooth body, I again confirmed the fact we had to \nremoved both organs. He just looked it me and nodded. \n\n\n\nBy this time the first of the boys where ready. I got out my surgical wire, \nwrap it around his dieing balls and pulled. They dropped into a plasic bag \nand where to be put in an ice chest for transport. The boy passed out. I \nwent to another boy. One by one, until eighteen sets of testicles were \nharvested.\n\n\n\nNow, in front of all the boys, I was going to removed Adam's and Col. \nJacobson's genitals. As I raised the knife, Adam passed out, I slit at the \ntop of his cock, running down below his sack, tieing off the blood \nvessels,  removing his genitals and sowing him up, now his was more \nthan a eunuch. Now a turned to Col Jacobson. His Cock was even \nharder. He looked at me and smiled. He told me, he wanted it all gone. \nSo I did it!\n\n\n\nBy the last morning, we were on our way! Cutting our way across the \nUSA! \n\n\nby for now.\n\nLacy", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 67, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The making of a eunuch: 1 the gelded village", "Tags": "TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A boy is taken with other captives from his village. No intact males are left.", "Text": "The Gelded Village\n\nThe men had fled or been killed. Many of the women had also gone.\n\nThose who were left, where rounded up. They were divided into groups: women\nwith young children; boys, girls and women without children.\n\nThe boys were taken into the village square, stripped and divided into two\ngroups. Those that had reached puberty had their hands tied above their heads\nto one of the branches of the large tree.\n\nThe others of us were allowed to pick up our clothes and herded aside.\n\nThen came two older soldiers. The took out their swords and walked round the\ndozen boys tied to the tree. At opposite sides of the tree, they walked up to\na boy, grabbed his penis and scrotum and sliced it off. No amount of kicking\nor screaming stopped them. Each boy was dealt with in the same way. They\nworked their way round the tree until all had been castrated.\n\nThey left the several genitals lying on the floor and the new eunuchs still\ntied by their hands to the branches.\n\nThe women with young children were forced to display their children. A crone\nwith the soldiers examined them. When they were girls, they were allowed to\ngo. Some of these women let the castrated boys down and tended their wounds.\n\nWhere they had male children, she took out a small sharp knife, openned up\ntheir scrotums and cut off their balls. After this, they were allowed to go\nand tend their sons\u2019 wounds.\n\nAs for the rest of us, both male and female, we were marched off as captives.\nA future in slavery awaited us.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Serena Becomes", "Tags": "Clitoridectomy, torture", "Summary": "Serena awaken s to a strange room and a strange man- but they both get more than they bargained for", "Text": "The Beginning.\n\nSerena awoke upon a table in a strange, dark room. She was strapped down,\nnaked, legs spread and rear end elevated in the air with a cushion. She\ncalculated how this had happened: She had been walking home from making a deal\nwhen she had been hit on the head-and now she was here. She knew that no one\nwould miss her- family dead or distant, no friends- only her clients would\nreally miss her, and then only the regulars. But they'd move on and figure\nthat she had done the same.\n\nA man entered the room at lat, a big hulking man wearing crotchless leather\npants and holding a whip. If the circumstances were different, she would have\nlaughed. He was very comical in this getup.\n\n\"I know why I'm here.\" She simply said.\n\n\"Oh? And how's that?\" He looked smug.\n\n\"I'm here to be a sex slave. I know because of who I am. I know more than you\nthink, little man.\"\n\n\"Once you taste my cock, I think you'll change your mind about how little I\nam.\"\n\n\"Really. I've probably had bigger.\"\n\nHe grumbled and began measuring her. How dare an initiate talk back to him.\nShe would be punished later. She was well-stretched in the cunt and ass,\nthat's for sure. She could easily accommodate 3 of his cocks in each hole.\n\n\"Impressive.\" He said. \"But you will learn to be a good slave. Screaming will\nonly get you punished more.\"\n\n\"Oh....Do you promise?\"\n\n\"YES.\" He said without smiling. He liked this girl already, and thought that\nhe would have fun breaking her.\n\nHe tied her legs together and hoisted them up towards the ceiling by a pulley\nso that her ass was fully exposed. He took the brand out of the fire.\n\n\"No screaming now. \"\n\n\"You fucking wish.\"\n\n\"By the way, my name's Bruno.\" He placed the red-hot brand on her skin and she\ndidn't flinch a hair. He was extremely impressed. He lowered her after\nbandaging the wound and spread her legs.\n\n\" Size B breasts, size A clit.\" He slapped her little clit a few times,\npinched it a bit to make sure he had the correct size categorization, and then\nbrought out a paddle. He separated her legs and hooked them so that they were\nspread far apart, making her little clit stand out prominently. He spanked her\nclit with the paddle several times. Serena enjoyed every moment of it. Bruno\nwas getting frustrated. He rummaged around in the drawer and pulled out a\ntube. He rubbed the cream from the tube all over her slit and especially on\nher little clit.\n\n\"This is sensitizing cream. it will make everything hurt more.\" He slathered\nit on her nipples, as well. He then clamped her nipples down hard and attached\nweights to the clamps. Her hips bucked in pleasure. He became even more\nfurious. He was also becoming turned-on. He decided that he knew what would\nbreak Serena. He put a viciously tight clamp on her little clit and pulled on\nit several times. She writhed and he smiled. Now that must hurt, he thought.\nSerena thought that it felt heavenly. He let her lay there for several minutes\nbefore unclamping her.\n\n\"Now Serena. I'm going to cut your clit off. I'm going to cut it right off,\nand all the fleshy parts down there, too. You're about to be circumcised. I\nthink after i'm done I'll fuck your little ass, and if you're lucky I'll fuck\nyou in your hole, too.\" She didn't say a word. Serena knew that by saying\nanything he would win.\n\nBruno pinched her clit and then began to scalpel the clitoral hood and inner\nlabia off. When that was finished and her clit was the only thing remaining,\nhe swiftly scalpelled it off as well and cauterized the wound with the brand.\nSerena flinched several times, but did not make a noise. Bruno smiled and\npierced a ring through her outer labia. She had already earned the right to\ncome. He was fairly certain that it had never happened before on the first\nday. He flipped her over and fucked her ass mercilessly. After he was done, he\nmade her suck his cock, and then he packed everything back up.\n\n\"Don't worry, baby, you'll grow your clit back, but only if Brutus says you\ncan.\" And he left.\n\nThis is the story of The Center, and how Serena became the most feared\nDominatrix in it.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 80, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Chemically Castrated By Force", "Tags": "BI", "Summary": "A man is chemically castrated against his will.", "Text": "Chemically Castrated by Force\n\nIt all started when I went to the doctor\u2019s office for a pinched nerve in my\nneck. He proscribed steroids and told me to come in later in the week to have\nmy yearly physical. I was in a hurry to get to a meeting and in my rush I left\nmy journal in the examination room. In the journal I wrote about my love for\nsex. I wrote that I would orgasm 5-6 times a day. I wrote sexual secrets about\nmy tiny penis and my love for humiliation. I wrote about my love for porn,\nskinny dipping and streaking. He had all he needed to get me into real\ntrouble.\n\nI was so busy for the next three days that I didn\u2019t even miss my journal. When\nI went into the office, he did the physical and got to the place where he\nneeded me naked. At that moment, he pulled out my journal from a drawer.\n\u201cMike, you left this here earlier in the week. I had to look inside to see who\nit belonged to. I couldn\u2019t believe what you wrote and admitted. I could ruin\nyou and your standing in the community if I made copies and sent them\nelectronically throughout the community.\u201d\n\nI pleaded with him. I told him that I would do anything if he would keep quiet\nabout what he had read. He told me that he would keep quiet but the price\nwould be chemical castration.\n\nMy mouth dropped open in shock when I realized that he had me by the balls. I\nwas going to be chemically nutted. He gave me a prescription for propecia and\nprimadone. The propecia was for hair regrowh and the primadone was for a\nslight tremor that I had in my left hand. Then he said: \u201cBoth of these drugs\ntogether will keep your little dick soft. They will also make it almost\nimpossible for you to orgasm.\u201d He told me to come back in a week to continue\nmy treatment. He also started me out at twice the typical dosage. I was able\nto get hard but it was much harder to spurt out my sperm and feel the\nfantastic release of orgasm. Because it could take 30-45minutes to achieve\norgasm, I didn\u2019t have the time to jerk off as much as I had previously.\n\nI went back to the doctor\u2019s office the next week and he hooked me up to a\npenile plethysmograph. He told me that the device was a tool used to measure\nmale sexual arousal. He put a clamp-like device around my penis. He told me\nthat the clamp measures how sexually aroused you are. He patted my butt and\nthen he said: \u201cThe clamp sends information to the device so that it is easy to\ndetermine the level of your sexual arousal. I will expose you to a variety of\nsexually suggestive content, such as photos, movies and audio. This device\nwill tell me what all your fantasies are. Your dick will answer all my\nquestions. In future visits, we will use the device to find out if you are\ntotally and completely chemically castrated.\n\nHe hooked me up to the machine and turned on a straight video. I didn\u2019t\nrespond at all. Then he put on a bisexual flic and he got a bit of a rise out\nof my cock. Then he put on a gay movie and I got totally aroused as I watched\na guy take two huge cocks in his mouth and ass.\n\nI also responded to bondage, domination, humiliation, nudism and a host of\nother secrets. He now knew all of my secrets and fantasies.\n\nHe told me that he was about to inject me with Depro-Provera. He explained\nthat Depo-Provera, through decreasing the testosterone level, temporarily\ndecreases penile erection and ejaculation and the production of sperm\n(spermatogenesis). He smiled when he said: \u201cYour penis, testicles, prostate,\nand seminal vesicles will temporarily shrink.\u201d Then he toook out a needle\nfilled with depo-provera and injected it into my butt.\n\nI was being forced to give up my sex life. I was about to loose the power to\nthrust, jerk off and get the wonderful release of orgasm. I was excited and\nanxious at the same time. I couldn\u2019t believe that my balls were being turned\noff by another man against my will. I couldn\u2019t believe that that my tiny,\nshaved penis would soon be unable to get hard. In fact, my penis was going to\nshrink without any exercise.\n\nI had to go back to the doctor each week for my depo-provera shot. He also\ngave me an estrogen cream for my penis. After a month, he got out the penile\nplethysmograph and hooked my penis up to it. He presented me with every\nstimulation possible and my dick remained soft and unresponsive. I was\nchemically castrated against my will.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Russian Winter part one", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A soldier in the war gets more than he bargained for.....", "Text": "RUSSIAN WINTER PART 1\n\n\nI shall never forget the winter of 1945. We were stationed close to \nMinsk. Mostly low key operations assuring the enemy does not employ \nmore of the ferocious female battalions against our battle weary \ntroops. \nIt was Nov when I was assigned the 'midnight march'. The \nunconfirmed reports of soldiers going missing on the marches only \nto be found days later with their penises severed and their balls \ngone did not bother me much. It always happens to the other guys. \nIt was a frosty night with the Northern Lights shining clearly. I \ntried to keep warm by sipping vodka and smoking one cigarette after \nthe other. At first I thought it was only the wail of a wolf but \nlater I realized it was the soft moaning of a child. I set to try \nand localize the sound. It simply seemed to stay only a few feet \nahead of me. After about an hour I realized I was being tricked, \nbut alas...... \nI only remember waking up naked, tied by my feet and ankles. \nWatching over me were two of the most stunning women I have ever \nseen- naked. They smiled at me and playfully rubbed their pussies. \nMiss triple DDD walked over to me and slowly lowered her cunt over \nmy face. She moaned softly as I gently sucked her luv juices from \nher.......", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Community Service  Pt 2", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Nutman goes to the city", "Text": "` The tall man set his surveillance camera up in an area of the city that had\nsuffered the most vandalism. This job would be more diffucult that the last\nfew had been, but it also paid more. Running a con on some hayseed country\nboys was easy; people in the country tended to have respect for the law. If a\nuniformed police officer told them to do something they tended to comply out\nof fear that the long arm of the law would come down on them. `\n\nHere in the city it was a different game. Vandals here were in gangs, and had\nno respect for the law, mostly because the police and court systems were a\njoke. The real power here belonged to the people, not the police.\n\nHe knew he had to hit hard and get out of town fast. Three kids in a pickup\ntruck in the middle of nowhere were relatively harmless, even when armed with\na small pistol. The gangbangers in this town were heavily armed with both guns\nand knives and they had no reservations about committing acts of extreme\nviolence in defense of their territory and in acts of retribution towards\ntheir enemies.\n\nHe finally decided on a plan of attack. A visit to a sympathetic trucking\ncompany, which had suffered vandalism, secured the use of a furniture van.\nLate evening found the van parked, apparently unattended, with the door open\nenough to reveal a valuable cargo. The tall man observed six perpetrators\nemerge from the shadows and deface the van with spray paint. All wore bandanas\non their arms to indentify their gang affiliation and the baggy cargo pants\ncommon to their generation. Eventually they discovered the open door and took\nthe bait.\n\nThe elecrically actuated door slammed shut and locked, and the van was moved\nto a uninhabited location. Nitrous Oxide gas quieted the profanity that\nemnated from the van, so the tall man dressed for the occasion in rubber\nboots, rain pants, and a gas mask and set to work.\n\nThe miscreants regained consciousness to find themselves naked and secured\nhand and foot to the van's cargo sidewall tiedown anchors. Facing them was an\napparition that appeared to be a man with a Cyclops head, but was really only\na skydiver helmet camera.\n\nThe finished video was not a masterpiece of filmmaking nor would it win any\nprestigious awards, but it would do its' intended job when distributed\nthroughout the city in large quantities. The start of the production showed\nthe vandalism and the gang's entry to the van, and then the helmet cam\ndocumented the action.\n\nGloved hands were shown attaching a rubber tourniquet to the victim's scrotum.\nThe video did not include sound, but a skilled lipreader could decipher the\nthreats and warning about touching a member of the Vagos, and later his cries\nof anguish. The camera then focused on the man's hand seizing the testicles of\nthe other before shifting to his face. The look of defiance first, then fear\ndissolved in contusions of pain as the camera dropped to show the knife and\nsevered manhood, which was thrown to the floor and crushed under the heel of\nthe tall man like a dicarded cigarette butt or annoying bug. This sequence was\nrepeated four more times with slightly different camera angles. The last\nvictim, a slim lad with downy crotch hair who had just entered puberty, was\nallowed to retain one testicle.\n\nThe tall man heard the sirens of the approaching ambulances as he left the\ncity.\n\nCastration, or the threat of it, was a primal fear that all normal males\nshared. The gang members feared no punishment that law could administer, nor\nany injury from which they would heal. This was the one thing that would stop\nmost gang activity and vandalism for quite some time.\n\nHis quest started after his wife and son had been killed at an intersection\nwith a missing stop sign. He soon learned that vengeance had a monetary value,\nand now he applied it on a contract basis with his fee determined by the\nreduction of property damage within the area. In two more years he could\nretire very comfortably. He pobably wouldn't, though.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 36, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Quiz Show", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "If you are lucky you can be a contestant on this quiz show", "Text": "` `\n\nTHE QUIZ SHOW By Ms. Athena\n\nIt is 9:00 AM, almost time for the taping of the countries most popular, and\nbest loved quiz show. The ticket holders have been waiting in line, some for\nas long as two hours. They have all requested their tickets as far as six\nmonths before, and had signed all the necessary papers regarding their\nagreement to the rules of the quiz show if they were selected to be\ncontestants. Finally the doors of the studio open, and they are allowed to\nenter. Finding seats they wait for the taping to begin. At last the producer\nof the show comes out on the stage, and welcomes them. She explains about the\napplause sign, and the on the air sign. Another woman comes out on the stage,\nand tells a few risque jokes to amuse the audience, and warm them up. She\nleaves the stage, and the on the air sign lights up. The announcer begins her\nusual opening before introducing the star of the show. \"Good evening Ladies,\nof the viewing audience. A.T.N. (Amazon Television Network), and The Fix Him\nRight Burdozzo Company, makers of the Fix Him Right Burdozzo. The burdozzo\nwith the patented cock cutter in the handles. The burdozzo no woman should be\nwithout, proudly presents your favorite quiz show, You bet his balls. Here she\nis your favorite Hostess and Mistress of Ceremony, Ann Applegate.\"\n\nThe curtains behind the stage part to reveal a raised platform with a pair of\nX frames. Between the frames is a small table holding a golden burdozzo.\nStanding in front of the platform is Ann Applegate flanked by two beautiful\nwomen. The audience applauds her. She waves and blows kisses to the audience,\nthen moves to the front of the stage. A stagehand wheels out a glass drum\ncontaining cards, one for each woman in the studio audience. She spins the\ndrum then reaches in and pulls out one of the cards. Our first contestants are\nJudy Smith, and her man. A woman in the audience jumps up and begins jumping\naround when her name is called out. The rest of the audience applauds. Two of\nthe women who came on stage with the Hostess, go into the audience to escort\nher and her man to the stage. She takes her place behind one of the two\ncontestant rostrums. The women take her man to one of the X frames, strip him\nnaked, and secure him to the frame. Ann then spins the drum a second time and\nannounces the name of the second contestants, Linda West, and her man. The\nother two women go into the audience to escort them to the stage.\n\nWith the contestants behind their respective rostrum, and their men secured\nnaked to the X frames, it was time for the quiz game to begin. Ladies, Ann\nsaid, you know the rules, but I will go over them for the few who do not know\nthem. The game has three rounds. In each round I will ask ten questions. The\nfirst lady to buzz and give the correct answer gets one point. If the first\nlady to buzz in gives the wrong answer her opponent has a chance to answer the\nquestion for two points. If no one buzzes in the question will be replaced by\na different question. At the end of each round the women with the most points\nin that round gets to use the golden Fix Him Right Burdozzo to crush one ball\nof her opponent\u2019s man. At the end of the third round the woman who has crushed\nboth balls of her opponent wins $50,000. If the same woman wins all three\nrounds, she gets to use the patented cock cutter built into the handles of the\nFix Him Right Burdozzo. A special feature, I might add, that no other brand of\nburdozzo has. She gets to cut off her opponent man\u2019s cock and wins the\n$100,000, grand prize. Alright ladies lets play \"You Bet His Balls.\"\n\nAnn started asking the questions, and the contestants buzzed in to answer\nthem. Some were answered correctly by the woman who buzzed in, some were not,\ngiving the other contestant a chance for extra points. Some questions were not\nanswered at all, and had to be replaced. At last ten questions had been asked,\nand answered correctly. The audience cheered, and clapped each correct answer.\nAnn signaled that the first round was over. The scores were tallied, and Linda\nwas the winner of that round. Two of the women who came on stage with Ann\nescort Linda to the X frame platform. One of them begins to feel Judy\u2019s man\nremarking on the size and weight of his balls. The other woman hands Linda the\nGolden Fix Him Right Burdozzo. The women in the audience are chanting \"Make\nhim scream. Fix him right\", over again and again. Linda places the head of the\nburdozzo on his right ball. She squeezes the handles together crushing his\nball. He screams in pain as his ball is crushed into jelly. The audience\napplauds, cheers, and screams in pleasure as she crushes his ball.\n\nThe second, and third round of the game are repeats of the first, except Judy\nwins the second round, and Linda win the third. As Ann counts out the fifty\n$1,000, dollar bill prize into Linda\u2019s hand, Judy goes to her man. She grabs\nthe Golden Fix Him Right Burdozzo, and uses the patented cock cutter to chop\noff his cock, screaming that is for making me lose you useless slut. The\ncredits crawl across the screen as the announcer speaks. \"That\u2019s out show for\ntoday Ladies, be sure to join us again tomorrow when two more women will play\nYou Bet His Balls.\" If you want to be a contestant on our show, or just be a\nmember of our studio audience, send a request for studio tickets to \"You Bet\nHis Balls\" care of the A.T.N. studio Amazon City, Amazonia. The announcer then\ngoes to commercial. \"Ladies does your man cheat on you? Does he look at other\nwomen? Does he fail to obey you? Does he fail to be attentive to your needs?\nDoes he fail to give you multiple climaxes? If the answer to any of these\nquestions is yes, don\u2019t get mad at him, fix him right with the Fix Him Right\nBurdozzo. The only burdozzo with the patented built in cock cutter in the\nhandles.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 75, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Transvestite's schoolgirl", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Transvestite", "Summary": "Transvestite castrates a pervert who plays with himelf at the peep shows.", "Text": "` It was a normal night, My dick as usual was real hard. And I masturbate at\nleast a minimum of 3 or 4 times a day. But lately I been going to the adult\nbook store where they have peep shows, I get 5 or 10 dollars in quarters and\njerk off to hot porn. And when I'm lucky there's someone in the booth next to\nmine. `\n\nThe place has glory holes. Normally I stick my dick in and some guy in the\nnext booth blows me while I watch porn. And at times I have blown guys in the\nnext booth since they have blowed me many a time.\n\nI particularly like to watch vids of barely legal girls giving handjobs and\nfor some reason I can not figure out I adore watching shemales play with their\ncock and take it up the ass.\n\nI eventually purchased some dildo's in the book store and started using them\non my self while I watch the movies. I was kind of embarrassed as \"the guys\"\ndo not rurn me on. I can suck a dick, but only if I don't see the guy next\ndoor.\n\nLucky me, on a rare night a transvestite actually came into the place. I saw\nwhat booth she/he went into. I went into a connecting booth. Sure enough\nwithin a minute a finger reached through the hole in the wall. I stuck my dick\nthrough and began to receive a fantastic blowjob. It was great I was watching\na porn of a hot teen jacking a man off and the added suction on my cock caused\nbe to blow my load rather early.\n\nAfter she finished me off I heard her door close and then a soft knock on my\ndoor. Her/his soft voice asked to come in. I was nervous as hell, but I opened\nthe door and let her in. SHe could tell I was terrified.\n\nShe spoke to me saying,\"I noticed your dildo when I peaked through the hole in\nthe wall. I was hoping you would let me get myself off in your ass.\"\n\nI was stunned and she could tell. \"Just turn around hon, I'll be gentle.\"\n\nI turned around and bent over slightly. I changed movies to a Shemale taking\nit up the ass. The irony that it would be a shemale fucking my ass aroused me.\nI slowly felt her cock entering my ass. She moved her cock slowly in and out\nof my ass. Within a minute my young cock was fully hard again. I began to beat\noff with this sexy man fucking my ass. It felt so good and I felt so\nhumiliated. I was now a queer taking it up the ass a gay crossdresser. I felt\nher cumming in my ass and I cummed in my hand and all over the wall.\n\nShe invited me over to her place. I shyly agreed. I followed her in my car and\nwhen we arrived she lived in a very nice town house. Once in the house she\nfixed us drinks, scotch I believe.\n\n\"Y'know\", she said. \"You are way to submissive. I believe your fascination\nwith shemales is that you really want to crossdress. Why not let me fix you\nup.\"\n\nI paused in fear.\n\n\"think about it, you're not really attracted to men, but you really enjoyed\ntaking it up the ass. I say how a cock up your ass really enhanced your\nmasturbation. I can tell you really enjoy jerking off with a cock up your ass.\nLet me help you do it more often.\n\n\"What the hell\", I said. \"Why not you really turn me on.\"\n\nShe began by trimming my hair and placing make up then a blonde wig on my\nhead. She waxed my legs and removed all hair from my legs and continued with\nmy upper body. Next she pulled out clippers and shaved the hair around my\ncock. I began to get hard again.\n\n\"Not yet sweety, You are not done yet\", the brunette vixen\n\nsaid to me.\n\nOnce done she dressed me in a young schoolgirl outfit. I had to admit I did\nnot look bad at all. Except that my large hard cock hanged out in front of the\nway too short skirt. Even the panties coudl not conceal that.\n\n\"Don't worry my little school girl we have methods to conceal that.\" She\npoured me another cock and began to suck my dick. At whick point I started\ngetting very dizzy. She rolled me over and told me to jerk off on all fours.\nShe began to fuck my ass and I could feel a powerful orgasm feeling. I was so\nashamed that this ass fucking made by cock so hard and that I was playing with\nmyself. I continued to play with my cock until she cummed in my ass then I\ncame all over my hands.\n\nI was so woozy and couldn't move or speak. She tied some tight band around my\ntesticles.\n\n\"In a few minutes I'm going to do you a big favor. I'm going to make you my\nlittle girl forever.\" she said to me.\n\nI had no idea what she was talking about. The minutes passed away and I was\ntoo numb to feel much. Then she pulled out a scalpel.\n\n\"Honey I'm going to take those balls of yours. When I'm done you will never\nfuck anything ever again. But you can still jack off while taking it up the\nass. I think it's what you really want. After all you never really fuck\nanybody. You just watch porn and jack off. Now you can take it up the ass and\njack off all the time.\"\n\nWith that she cut my balls off. The bleeding was minimal and she applied\ngauze, and alcohol to the area where my balls used to be. I passed out in\nshock. Now I'll be a crossdressing asswhore forever.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 87, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Holiday Romance.", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_ahdr.htm]**\n\n## Holiday Romance.\n\n**Date:** 18 Nov 1997  \n**Time:** 18:56:30  \n**Remote Name:** 204.30.69.115  \n**Remote User:**  \n\n### description\n\n** hot ** A young man meets a pair of women on his camping holiday. They\ndecide that he should make a donation to them, and he getws the choice.\n(penectomy)\n\n### Comments\n\nHoliday Romance. ===============\n\nI was 17 and on holiday in South Wales. I had my own 1 man tent and my parents\nslept in a caravan. On our first day, I set up my tent. It was hot and sweaty\nso I was just wearing my baggy bermuda shorts. I went into the shop to buy\nsome provisions. I queued up at the till behind 2 girls about 16. I could\nsmell their perfume. It smelt good. They paid, smiled at me and went to the\ndoorway. I paid and headed out of the shop.\n\nThe 2 girls blocked the doorway, leaving a small gap for me to squeeze\nthrough. I felt a little giddy as I tried to squeeze past. I found myself\nlooking into the eyes and smile of one of the girls. The one behind me pushed\nme toward her. She held me in her arms and started to kiss me. I was feeling\nfaint from her closeness. Wow!!! I wasn't really experienced in these things\nbut it was feeling good.\n\nShe broke free of the kiss and took me by the hand into the forest behind the\nshop. We came to a clearing. Her friend started to kiss me this time. I let\nher. I was in a spin. As I kissed, the first girl kneeled down by me and ran\nher fingers up and down my legs. Her fingers went inside my shorts and touched\nmy cock. It was incredible. My mouth just opened and the second girl pushed\nher tongue into my mouth.\n\nThe first girl, lightly took hold of my shorts and eased them down to the\nground. I stept out of them. She touched the bulge in my briefs, teasingly\nbefore delicately easing them down to the ground. I stepped out of them. I was\nnaked and felt fantastic. The girls switched positions and I kissed the first\ngirl again as the second ran her fingers up and down my hard cock. I felt her\ntouch my balls. I thought I felt her attach something to them. She went back\nto my cock.\n\nI ran my fingers along the first girls arm, I was getting brave. I moved it\ntowards her breasts. She didn't move away. I touched her soft breasts, they\nfelt so soft and delicate. She smiled at me. Then I felt a soaring pain in my\nballs. I bent in two. She was still smiling. She had kneed me.\n\nI tried to move and get my things but I felt my balls pulling me backwards. Or\nmore to the point the second girl was pulling me backwards by some string she\nhad tied around my balls. She stopped, I turned and stepped over the string\nand charged her. As I approached her, girl 1 jumped on my back, slowing me\ndown sufficiently for a well aimed kick to my genitals from girl 2. I fell to\nmy knees. Girl 1 pulled me over backwards. I was now lying backwards with my\nlegs trapped under me, back arched in the air. Girl 2, couldnt miss. They\nknew, I knew. She stepped up close. Took my balls in her hand punched them\nseveral times until I passed out in pain.\n\nWhen I awoke, I was alone in the glade. I was no longer naked. My genitals\nwere contained in a strong leather pouch. There was an opening to pee out of.\nThe tight piece near my body was locked with a small padlock. Oh Fuck!!!\n\nI went off to my tent. I attacked this device with the few tools I have. I\nalmost broke the lock for good, so I gave up. The next day, I got up and went\nin search of the girls. In fact I didnt see them for 3 days.\n\n3 days later, I bumped into them again. \"Hi, I'm Daniel\" I said. \"On your\nknees Daniel\" was the reply. I stood there in shock. They started to walk off.\nI fell to my knees and shouted \"OK, OK\". They came back. \"OK, doggy - lost\nyour bone?\". One of them kicked me in my genital lock. They giggled. \"Please,\nlet me out of this thing\". \"Not yet doggy, you'll run away\". They introduced\nthemselves - Venus and Jupiter. Jupiter was male I thought but I kept quiet.\n\"To the glade\", they said and off we went to their secret glade.\n\nI stripped down to the genital lock. They bound me with straps to a tree. They\nbound my throat, arms, legs, torsoe. I couldn't move. They released the lock\nand my limp genitalia flopped out. Venus tied a string to my limp cock and\npulled it out straight. Venus asked me a question \"Which do you prefer, your\ncock or your balls?\". \"My cock\" - she yanked my balls. She repeated the\nquestion. \"My balls\" \\- she smacked my cock with a stick. She continued this\nprocess until the ache in balls was too intense so I repeated the same answer,\n\"My balls\" 3 times.\n\n\"Oh, you've come to a decision at last\". \"We have a problem, Jupiter here is\nlacking a penis and balls. We have given you a choice of what you wish to\ndonate to him and you have chosen to donate your penis. Tomorrow morning, we\ngo home so tonight is the cut off time\". With that, they gagged me and left. I\nwas still tied to a tree. I struggled but to no avail. I was getting cold.\nVery cold. My penis had shrivelled to less than 1 inch. I felt safe. They\nwouldnt want it that small.\n\nI heard noises coming towards me - I was saved. No. It was them. They de-robed\nthemselves in front of me. My first view of naked female flesh. It was a good\nsight but as I feasted in it I knew that my last chance was going. I felt my\npenis slowly come back to life. No! Stop I thought. Slowly at first then as it\ngrew it accelerated towards its death. They had had the last laugh, they\ntricked my male body into donating to them my masculinity itself.\n\nVenus came over to me and then Jupiter knelt before me. Venus rested my head\non her shoulder. She smiled and stroked my head. We both looked down as\nJupiter took hold of my engorged penis and raised her knife to it. Jupiter was\ndoing the sacrifice and Venus was trying to share my experience. The\nexperience was short lived. It was a few seconds, and over. They cut me down\nand a lay in the dirt as the 2 girls walked off with my penis.\n\n**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_aftr.htm]**", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 134, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A real Young man's real life wish (revised) II with email contact info", "Tags": "GAY, TG", "Summary": "A boy who wants to have a pussy in the near future. I want to be a boy with a pussy. Re-Edited with email contact info. Patsfan4life12@hotmail.com", "Text": "My Future, New life (revised, made corrections).\n\nI have already envisioned myself what my life will be like in a few years. I\nam tired who I am right now and what to be something new. I always had that\ndream it, one day it will come true. I am talking about a new person that I\nreally wanted to be.\n\nI have heard of different body alterations that people went through. Men\nbecame ladies and ladies became men. Men became transvestites and some women\nbecame men with pussies. Some women became men and kept their pussies, like\nBuck Angel. Then, there are hermaphrodites, men and women having opposite sex\norgans. I admire Chance Ryder who was a hermaphrodite and had kept his born\npussy, but unfortunately died of depression.\n\nSome people want to be gays. Men love each other, and so do women. Some love\nto dress opposite clothes, like men wearing dresses and stockings, while women\nwear white t-shirts, jeans, and a baseball cap.\n\nWe all humans have equal rights. As explain above, people alter their sex and\nbody. What I want to do is to have a GRS operation without ever taking\nhormones. I will ask to alter only the genitals. I just want to go in there\nand ask if I could only have a vagina and nothing further. I do not want\nplastic surgery and breast development. I want my man chest, smooth man legs\nand man face and vagina, a shaved pussy. That would make my life happy. I want\nit to happen and its going to happen.\n\nIn a couple of weeks, when my pussy is healed, I will throw all my man clothes\nout to the trash, except tight long sleeve shirts and tank tops. I will have\nto buy dress skirts, short skirts, girls t-shirts, bathing suits, low-heel\npumps, and a closet size full of sheer-to-waist pantyhose without cotton\ngusset.\n\nWhen I wake up and go to the mirror, I should see me in my mustache face,\ntight-sleeved shirt, and in pantyhose pussy and pantyhose legs. Daily routine\nis in the morning is to brush teeth, shave my beard and legs, mustache trim\nalong the lips, poop, shower and put on my dress and pantyhose, or shirt,\nskirt, and pantyhose, or medium size football jersey and pantyhose on and eat\nbreakfast. I will have a boyfriend who loves a boy with a shaved pussy to make\nsex with and loves to kiss my mustache lips.\n\nSNR\n\nPlease be free to email me at patsfan4life12@hotmail.com for comments and\nsuggestions. If you know how can I have a Vagina (Vaginoplasty) Surgery only\nduring grs, let me know and doctors to contact. I am sure its not allowed, but\nI will make it happen. I will go through any method to obtain a pussy without\nany other female modifications. Please let me know if anyone is in the same\nboat like me. If you love pantyhose, tell me. Thanks\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Goodbye to Large and Wonderful Balls?", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "I require to eliminate my sex drive, so as to worship my wife's need more, etc.", "Text": "` I have an 8\" circumsised cock and very large balls. `\n\nI have been married 3X and have had two common in law girlfriends.\n\nI have also been a slave to two male masters. They were both exceptional, as\nis my 3rd wife.\n\nI am 6', 185lbs.\n\nMy moniker is Loving Tongue. Why, because I can bring my wife to orgasm in 5\nminutes and 3 if I use a soft rubber dildoe with my tongue. Yes she loves my\ncock, but can do without. She is therefore, quite enjoying the fantasy and now\nwould like to see it's fruition. No pun please.\n\nI have a contact in the Southern States who is a cutter of some reknown.\n\nWe will arrive in his State and he will play tour guide. All the time I will\nbe hard as a rock knowing that we are talking about hours before I will become\ngelded. The tour will last about 2-3 days. I like this person through e-mail,\nand will no doubt find him exquisite in person.\n\nBecause of my S/M desires I have opted for no anethesia.\n\nWhile I was in Mexico 2 years ago, I became aware of\n\nthe delicacy; prairie oysters.My wife comes on a dime when she thinks about\nthe preperation and consumption of my testicles. (fruit off the vine). My\nballs will have to be marinated and tenderized. Think about it.\n\nI will be stitched up close with tight sutures so that my limp cock will stand\nalone. I prefer that to the slice and dice method. My 8\" cock that has\nmanipulated me too often will be become flaccid.\n\nI am tight and muscular, however new times are ahead when I will become softer\nand less competitive.\n\nTravelling down to the States is too expensive and conflicting at this time.\n\nBut, I can wait.\n\nStay tuned!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fantasy Island -- II", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "None", "Text": "I stepped off the seaplane onto the pier.  The hostess was waiting \nfor me.  She put a lei on me, then gave me a hug and a kiss.  \" \nWelcome to Fantasy Island.  I am Angela,  your hostess.  It was a \nlong flight.  Are you thirsty? Have a drink.\"  The waitress offered \nme a choice of five drinks, all of them my favorite.  I picked up the \nglass of pina colada.  The hostess took my hand and led me towards \nthe jeep.  \"I will take you there.\"\n\n\n\nThe scenery was panoramic.  The road followed the coast line: \nbeautiful beaches on one side, steep mountains covered with luxuriant \nrain forest on the other.  After a while, we came to the end of the \nroad. She kept driving.  Twenty yards later, she drove straight into \nthe foliage without hesitation.   There was a path!  It was dark and \nwinding.  The vegetation was so thick that I could not see the sky at \nall.  Half the time I could not see the front end of the jeep.  \n\n\n\nSuddenly, the thick vegetation disappeared.  We were in a secluded \ncove about a third of a mile wide. Tall trees covered most of the \nground.  The brushes had fragrant flowers of all colors.  The grass \nwas greener than any I had seen.  The beach had fine white sand.  \nAngela drove on the wet sand.  In a few hours, the tide would wash \naway the tire mark.  She stopped at the foot path of flat round \nstone. \"Go to the house. Ring the bell. Then your fantasy begins. I \nwill make sure that your luggage, well, anything you need will be \nthere.\"\n\n\n\nI rang the bell.  A low sexy voice said: \"Come in.\"  She laid on the \ncouch, wearing only a lace teddy and a G string.  Her long wavy blond \nhair reached down to her shoulder.  Her big blue eyes sparkled.  Her \nskin was flawless.  She smelled like orchid with a trace of hormone.  \nA tattoo chain of tiny flowers encircled her left ankle.  The dimple \nmade her looked innocent.  \n\n\n\n\"So, you are the slave.  Listen carefully to the rules.  You will \nobey me absolutely. You are here to serve me.  You will not have \norgasm without my permission.\"  \n\n\"Yes mistress\".  \n\n\"Take off all your clothes.\" I stripped with pride, knowing that my \nathletic body would please her.  My cock and balls are huge. She held \nout her right hand.  I walked up to her, putting my balls in her hand \nas a gesture of submission.  She squeezed them very hard, letting me \nknow the punishment for disobedience.  I had to maintain an erection \nat all times.  It was easy with such a beautiful mistress.\n\n\n\nI fixed mistress dinner, mixed her drinks, bathed her, brushed her \nhair, gave her massage.  I was an excellent masseur.  Mistress liked \nme to suck her toes.  I finished the massage by going down on her.  I \nlicked her for hours.  She was in no hurry and had many orgasms.  We \nwent swimming.  Instead of holding hands and walked on the beach, she \nput a leash on my balls and led me around.  She sometimes made me get \non all fours so she could walked her dog, me, with the ball leash.  \nOnce in a while, she gave me a hard jerk. She liked to hurt my \nballs.  She knee them without warning.  She would find fault with me \nwhere there was none and kicked my balls.  Everyday, we repeated my \nfirst gesture of submission.  Her soft silky hand was strong as \nsteel.  She told me Goddess gave male balls so that women could \nalways control us.  I was grateful.  The pain kept me from coming.  \nIt was honey moon; it was better than honey moon.  Time ceased to \nexist.\n\n\n\nIt was like the night before.  I served mistress.  I sucked her to \nmany orgasms.  Then I licked my way back up to her highly sensitive \nbreasts.  Mistress liked her slave to worship them.  She pulled my \nhair hard, bringing my face to hers.  Then she kissed me deeply, our \nfirst kiss.  We kissed and kissed.  My hands roamed all over her \nbody.  Her hands grabbed my butt and pulled hard. I was inside her \nfor the first time.  My body was racked with pleasure.  \"Oh mistress, \nI am afraid I am going to come.\"  Mistress fucked me with abandon.  I \nwas losing control.  We came together.  I lost count of my orgasms, \nher orgasms.  Totally spent, we fell asleep in each other\u2019s arms.\n\n\n\n\"On your knees.\"  I quickly got out of bed and kneeled in front of \nmistress.  Her voice was stern, but still sexy.  She could not hide \nher afterglow.  \n\n\"Did I tell you that you could come?\"  \n\n\"No mistress.\"\n\n\n\nMistress brought out her stockings and tied me to the bed posts.  She \nstood above me, kicking my balls like she had done so many times \nbefore. My body, twisting in pain, aroused something in her.  \nSuddenly she lost control and kicked my balls as if she was an Amazon \nwarrior in combat.  Pain exploded. The room turned red.  I could see \nstars and lightning in a red sky and nothing else.  I swore I heard \nmy balls pop.\n\n\n\nI woke up on a beach chair, under a coconut tree.  On my left hand \nside was a small coffee table with half a glass of pina colada. I saw \nthe seaplane across the bay.  Angela came out of the cabin with a \nlarge tray of seafood and fruit.  \n\n\"I must have made the drink too strong.  It really knocked you out.\"  \n\n\"Where is mistress?\" I asked her.   \n\n\"Your fantasy ended.\"  \n\nI reached down with my left hand.  My balls were still intact.  \"I \nthink she crushed my balls.  Pain just exploded.  I saw nothing but \nstars and lightning in a red sky.  I swear I heard my balls pop.\"\n\n\"I always make sure that my guests leave here satisfied.  And I \nalways make them healthier.  After lunch, I will drive you to the \npier\".\n\n\n\nWhen we were almost there, I finally got enough courage to ask Angela \nthe question.  \"Can I see mistress again?  I love her.  I don\u2019t mind \nif she crush my balls or cut off my cock.\"\n\n\"No.  You come here to live out a fantasy.  The people you meet are \npart of the fantasy. You return home with a wonderful memory.  But I \nwould like to introduce you to another guest whose holiday just \nended.  It is a long flight.  You may enjoy her company.\"\n\n\n\nShe was already on the pier, sitting on her luggage.  She wore T-\nshirt and shorts.  She had short, straight  brown hair.  Her big \nbrown eyes sparkled.  A birthmark was very sexy.   She smelled like \norchid with a trace of hormone. A tattoo chain of tiny flowers \nencircled her left ankle.  The dimple made her looked innocent.  Her \nlow sexy voice said: \"Hi.  My name is Lillian.  It is a pleasure to \nmeet you.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 147, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Prisoner Awaiting Sentencing :conclusion", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Castration", "Summary": "My ex wife\\'s revenge", "Text": "I laid there cold and nude. Hands and legs shackled and spread in a wide, firm\n\"X\". My penis was hard and throbbing as I looked at the room full of now naked\nwomen. I counted them. 18 various body shapes and ages. Some very beautiful,\nsome not so beautiful. But it was the one that stood in front of me that\nbothered me the mose! It was my ex wife, Diane. Naked and slightly plus-sized\nwith her huge 44DD breasts she smiled at me with an evil smile.\n\n\"I have been waiting fo this moment for a long time!\" she said. She grabbed my\nballs hard. I let out a yell. \"Time to be sentenced!\" With that, she walked to\nthe front of the room and picked up a piece of paper. Holding it up before her\nlike a scroll she read, \"Richard, you are hereby sentenced. And your sentence\nis to be carried out immediately.\" I shivered and yelled \"What sentence?!\"\n\nOne of the other women came over with the big kitchen knife and grabbed my\nhard penis,\"Shut up or I'll cut you cock off!\" Tears ran down my face.\n\nDiane continued reading, \"Richard your are sentenced to........CASTRATION! To\nbe carried out immediately!\"\n\nWomen in the room cheered and applauded. I cried out \"No, no, no! No please\nnot that!\"\n\nThe women all started preparing. I saw my ex wife take a loop of fishing line\nlike she had done to me before. Except this time she was going to finish. Two\nof the other women brought forward a strange device. It was wooden and it\nopened. They closed it around the base of my penis. It pinched my flesh. I\nrealized that it exposed my balls and held them out. I cried out and begged my\nex wife \"Diane, no please don't do this! PLEASE DON'T CASTRATE ME!\"\n\nShe and several of the women just laughed.\n\nDiane came forward and leaned over as she put the loop around my doomed balls.\nHer big breasts swayed all over. I felt the loop tighten around my balls.\n\n\"Ready girls?\" she called out.\n\n\"YES!!!!!!!!!!!!\" the room called out in unison.\n\nShe slowly closed the loop and I screamed. The line started to cut. I looked\naround the room. Naked women fingered themselves. They were getting off on me\nlosing my balls!\n\nThe line closed more. I could feel myself bleeding. It reached the cords.\nDiane was almost drooling. Now, she pulled it hard. I screamed and\nunbelievably, I came! My white load shot all over.\n\nOne big pull and Diane held up my severed sack for the room to see. two women\ncame over and started working as to stop my bleeding.\n\nMy screams filled the room. Diane said \"Qiet him down!\" and they gave me a\nshot.\n\nThe room started to get fuzzy. My pain turned to blackness.\n\nI woke up in my own bed. God that had been a frightning dream. I pulled off\nthe covers and was horrified. There was only a stitched seam where my balls\nused to be. I was a Eunuch!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Series III: The Queen's Wedding", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The Queen\u0092s Wedding -- Part III of the Amazon Series.\n\nI am The First Queen, The Male Conqueror, The Beautiful. I am about to marry\nJenny, my love, my general of Female Guards. We were secret lovers when I was\nstill the queen and plaything of my late husband, king of the Maledom Empire.\nOn that unforgettable night so long ago, Jenny cut off his balls and then his\ncock just before he came in me. Then we started the revolution that conquered\nall males and established Amazonia. No man\u0092s come had touched me since. I kept\na few sex slaves. I ride their cocks, but I never let them come. We loved to\nstrap a slave comfortably to a chair and let him watch us making love. We\nteased his cock mercilessly, using it as a hanger for our bras and lingerie.\nThe only things Jenny like about males are cock-tease and castration.\n\nWe seized power, me with the help of the Female Guards. Then male rebellion\nbroke out. They could not accept being ruled by a queen. When we defeat the\nrebels, we always cut off their cocks and balls. They gradually realized that\nI wanted to make all males into slaves. So all the male rebels got together.\nAnd I sent Jenny, commanding our Female Guards, out to crush them, by the\nballs. We were going to build an empire in which every male was a slave. Male\norgasm could not occurred without his mistress\u0092s permission. I wanted an\nempire of female love, an empire in which every male would be castrated sooner\nor later.\n\nThe night before Jenny left, she came to my bedroom for a long night of\nlovemaking. Exhausted, I stroked her lovely long hair and asked her to marry\nme. We engaged with a kiss. Then I asked her to marry me at once, just the two\nof us, an exchange of a vow of love. She refused. \"I want a great wedding. I\nwant to give you the perfect wedding present: a million cocks.\" We then\npromised each other not to have sex until the wedding night.\n\nJenny defeated the males easily. Then the Great Castration began. Countless\nthousands of cocks and balls were cut off. The males were totally crushed, by\ntheir balls. They will never have any power again. Jenny then when through\nmany cities of the rebel area, castrating every male she could find.\n\nShe had all the cocks and balls preserved in big glass barrels. It was going\nto be my wedding present. On her way home, guards were sent out to announce\nthe castration caravan, with the glass barrels of cocks and balls for all to\nsee. All males were made to watch. It was hard to keep the women away. Some of\nthem followed the caravan for miles before turning back.\n\nThe leader of the males were totally naked. To everyone\u0092s delight, his huge\ncock was hard. Jenny later told me she put powerful aphrodisiac in his water.\nJenny led him to me with a leash on his balls. One hundred rebel males were\nsimilarly bound and led, by their balls. They were all chosen for their big\ncocks. Then I announce our wedding. It was victory and wedding celebrations in\none. She did bring me the wedding present of a million cocks. I would build a\ntemple to honor Goddess and house the million cocks forever. We would cut off\none hundred more cocks to celebrate our wedding.\n\nWe had the feast. Then the wedding ceremony began. We stood in front of the\nhigh priestess. Jenny pledge her eternal love. Then I gave the vow which were\nto become standard in years to come. \"I will love you forever. As a token of\nmy love, I forswear the pleasure of fucking any male.\" The high priestess\nlooped a silk band around our hands, and we were married.\n\nThe leader of the male rebels was tied to a bench, his cock sticking high in\nthe air through a hole in the wooden shield. We only wanted to cut off his\ncock and balls, nothing else. Together, we picked up a short, slim sword made\nof gold. With the sword in our hands, we cut slowly. Everyone cheered when the\ncock and balls came off. Then came my little surprise. My favorite slave was\ntied to a bench in the same way. Guards carried out the bench. His cock and\nballs would be my wedding gift. Jenny was always unhappy about cocks going\ninto my little pussy. This was my gift to her: no more male fucking. Servants\nput the two sets of cocks and balls into two beautiful crystal jars with\npreservatives. She gave me the jar with the rebel leader\u0092s cock and balls; I\ngave her the one from my favorite slave.\n\nThen came the highlight of the wedding. Guards pulled back the curtains. The\nhundred rebels were all tied to benches, with their huge cocks sticking\nstraight up. Holding the sword together, we proceeded to slice them off. Some\nwe cut slowly, teasing the poor thing one last time with the sword. Some we\nquickly chopped off. Some we sliced off inch by inch to the stem. The cheering\nwas getting louder and louder. Then Jenny got behind me, held her left hand\naround my waist and her right hand over my right hand, holding the sword.\nTogether, we ran forward. Like a galloping horsewomen cutting down all enemies\nin her path, we cut off the last twenty cocks in rapid succession, on the run.\nJenny was an excellent swordswoman. After the sword sliced through each cock,\nshe flicked our hands backward. The cock flew high into the air for all to\nsee. After the last one, the applause was thunderous. Some guests were so\naroused that they unclasped each other\u0092s bras and started making love.\n\nWe could not hold it any longer. The long period of no sex, the excitement of\nthe mass castration, and the sight of our guests making out was too much to\nbear. So we went into the bedroom for a long long night of passionate\nlovemaking.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Lost them!", "Tags": "TESTICLES, castration", "Summary": "Guy forcefully castrated", "Text": "There was a man who came to my small town in western Australia. He fucked\naround with women and did not take any care and managed to get 3 pregnant. He\neven seems to be proud of his fertility and would boast about it. One of my\nfriends found out this guy had done the same thing in another small town, and\nhe had left because of the trouble he had caused.  \n  \nOne of the men (Joe) whos daughter was made pregnant by this guy, got a group\nof us together to punish the guy. There were 7 of us in all.  \nThe guy used to do casual farm work to earn his income. He started working for\nme, for several weeks only, as I had a lot of work to cover. I had been\nobserving him, myself for some time. He was quite good looking, about 6' tall,\nhairy, stocky build. He was arrogant around men, but was seductive to women\nthat he liked.  \n  \nOne day when the guy came to my farm for work, and the other 6 men arrived as\narranged. We grabbed him and held him down while Joe brought out his razor and\nsome iodine. We stripped the guy, mainly by cutting away his clothes as he was\nquite strong and it took all our efforts to control him. Joe shaved the hair\noff the guys groin and balls, and painted them with iodine. I held one of the\nguys legs as I was one of the biggest and strongest men of the group. I was a\ngood position as I could see all that was happening.  \n  \nOnce he had finished preparing the guy, Joe cut a hole in the sack and poped\nout one of the balls. Joe was skilled in castrating animals, so the job was\neasy for him. Once the first ball was removed and put into a jar, Joe popped\nout the second ball and cut it free too. The other six of us were struggling,\nholding the guy down, while Joe worked on him. It only took a few minutes to\nremove his balls, even less if the guy had not struggled so much. Joe closed\nup the gap with bandaids and painted the guys balls with iodine again to\nminimise infection. The guys balls were quite large, and joe added some\nalcohol to the jar to preserve them. He wanted to keep them as a trophy.  \n  \nThe guy tried to break free while we castrated him, and almost did several\ntimes, but he was helpless against 6 of us. He had realised something nasty\nwas going to happen to him once we started removing his work clothes, and from\nthat point he was yelling at us to stop. He even started to say he was sorry\nabout his behavour, but we were determined to stop him for good.  \n  \nA few weeks later the guy left the town, as word got out about what happened\nto him. he will not get any more women pregnant again!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Princes 4", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The Princes and their companions arrive at the complex where they are now to reside.", "Text": "` PRINCES (4) `\n\n(initially \u2018WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO THE PRINCES IN THE TOWER\u2019)\n\nBy Pueros\n\n(Hist)\n\nChapter 4 \u2013 Topkapi\n\n(Constantinople, January 1484)\n\nOne of the magnificent structures the wagon passed was a huge domed edifice\nwith a narrow but tall pointed brick tower in the south-eastern corner. The\nboys would later learn that the main structure was the Hagia Sophia, formerly\na Byzantine Christian cathedral commissioned centuries before by the Emperor\nJustinian I, which at this time still retained frescoes and mosaics of\nChristian saints despite being converted to be a Moslem mosque, with its new\napse and altar, or \u2018mihrap\u2019, facing Mecca. The tower was a minaret, the first\nof four that would eventually appear at each corner. The boys themselves\nwould, over the next few years, occasionally spy the second tower gradually\nappear on the city skyline at the north-eastern corner as Sultan Bayezid\nrepeated his father\u2019s earlier minaret construction.\n\nThe wagon eventually arrived at the gates of a huge complex of splendid\nbuildings, which the boys were soon to discover was the \u2018Saray\u2019, Persian for\n\u2018palace\u2019, vast sumptuous home of the Sultan. It was known at the time to\nEuropeans as the \u2018Grand Seraglio\u2019 but would later be called the \u2018Topkapi\nPalace\u2019. \u2018Topkapi\u2019 means \u2018cannon gate\u2019, a name derived from the two large\ncannons that guarded the Imperial water gate on the Bosphorus.\n\nThe sprawling pastiche of different architectural styles had been begun in\n1453 by Mehmet II, the \u2018Conqueror\u2019, and additions would be made by his\nsuccessors over subsequent centuries. The many thousands who dwelt within the\nwalls were answerable only to the Sultan, who was answerable only to God. The\ncomplex, veritably a city within a city, comprised a large group of big\nbeautiful buildings and lovely garden courtyards, connected by gates. There\nwere three distinct areas, the Outer Palace, Inner Palace and the Forbidden\nPalace or Harem, also known as the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Courts.\n\nThe Saray\u2019s many guards, gardeners and craftsmen dressed in distinctive\ncolour-coded garb for identification and resided in dormitories within the\nOuter Palace, a busy colourful place that even possessed its own zoo, with\nbears, elephants and lions. The Inner Palace included accommodation for a\nlarge number of Imperial bureaucrats who conducted the central administration\nof the expanding Empire. The Forbidden Palace, or Harem, included the Sultan\u2019s\nprivate home. It comprised a series of luxurious suites, many elaborately\ntiled in blue, turquoise and aquamarine or lined with charming still-life\nfrescoes, that housed the Imperial family. The running of the Imperial\nhousehold would be typically organised by the Sultan\u2019s mother or the senior of\nhis wives, of whom he was permitted up to four by Islamic law. The Imperial\nchildren and concubines, of both sexes, would also be housed within.\n\nFor the female members of the Imperial family and female and male concubines,\nthe Forbidden Palace was actually a gilded cage because they led a completely\ncloistered life, guarded by a corps of black eunuchs who served as go-betweens\nwith the outside world where they were not allowed to go. Privacy and silence\nwere the main rules to be observed. The only entrance to this 3rd Court was\ncalled the \u2018Gate of Felicity\u2019, through which access was controlled by the Kapi\nAgha or Chief White Eunuch. He also oversaw the Palace School and commanded\nthe Inner Palace services including, most importantly, all messages conveyed\nto the Sultan. Outsiders were granted permission to enter the Forbidden Palace\nonly by invitation of the Sultan, conveyed via the Kapi Agha, and assignations\nwere always ritualised and usually limited to a few officials. For other\noutsiders, the 3rd Court was strictly off-limits.\n\nNevertheless, the Forbidden Palace was still a busy place as it accommodated\ntwo other groups of people, both mainstays of the Ottoman Empire, besides the\nImperial family and their black eunuchs. The corps of White Eunuchs and the\nImperial Pages were both residents of the Courtyard of the White Eunuchs\nwithin the 3rd Court. The courtyard was small by palace standards and was\nlocated to the left of the Gate of Felicity. At its centre was a fountain\nwhere the eunuchs and their charges washed.\n\nThe responsibilities of the white eunuchs were twofold. First, they assisted\ntheir leader in the performance of his duties, especially by acting as the\nSultan\u2019s personal guards. Second, they supervised the Imperial Pages, boys\ntraining for important posts within the Empire, usually in groups of ten\nyoungsters. Palace eunuchs were invariably either Caucasian or black because\nit was against Islamic law to emasculate a Muslim. They would be castrated at\nan early age and some would spend time first as male concubines until they\nbecame too old to satisfy the Sultan\u2019s tastes. Most of the white eunuchs came\nfrom the Balkans and Greece, conquered by the Ottomans over the last century,\nalthough some, like the Kapi Agha himself, had been secured from more distant\nEuropean lands and were therefore rare and highly prized.\n\nAt the north-eastern corner of the 3rd Court was the Treasury, which had\nformed the original palace and was perhaps still the most beautiful of its\nstructures. The building was the Sultan\u2019s personal quarters. The exterior was\nrather simple and serene, giving little hint of its dazzling interior, which\ncomprised four rooms, two porches, one facing the Sea of Marmara, and two\nbasements. Each of the main rooms had a throne for the Sultan\u2019s comfort, each\nsolid gold and inlaid with ebony and mother-of-pearl or set with emeralds and\nrubies. One had been made by melting down 80000 gold ducats. The rooms were\ndecorated with many other rich splendours, such as jewelled armour and weapons\nand miniature paintings. The \u2018Topkapi Dagger\u2019 was to play a major role in a\n20th century film. The basements formed the Sultan\u2019s depository for his\npersonal immense fortune, enormous by any standards. The rooms were full of\ntributes and war booty, including the 5th largest diamond known to the world,\neven today.\n\nThis was the new world to which the six beautiful fair-skinned, blonde-haired,\nblue-eyed boys from north-western Europe, including the rightful King of\nEngland and his brother, were now destined.\n\n(To be continued in Chapter 4 \u2013 \u2018Eunuchs\u2019)\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 69, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Desert Cutting, The", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A boy is prepared.", "Text": "` He was only fourteen when he was done. He was pretty, with close cropped\nblond hair and a slim, smooth skinned body. The smooth flesh between his legs\nprovided him with his source of income. Those old ladies could not get enough\nof his long penis and his two plump testicles. If they paid the money they\ncould have them. And pay they did. They sure did dirty things to him when they\nhad him stripped. But he had gotten used to it, and he was making money. Being\na male whore was not so bad. Until that night, the night his whole life\nsuddenly changed. There was nothing unusual about the stretch limo that had\npulled up that night, or nothing unusual about the two female inside. Often he\nwas used by two, or sometimes even three women together. The women in the back\nhad got out of the car and approached him. She was tall, with long black hair,\nand pretty in a hard sort of way. She made no secret about what she wanted.\nShe agreed the price without hesitation, but wanted to see the goods first.\nAgain there was nothing strange about that request. Many of the clients\nrequested the same thing. She took him down a dimly lit alley, and leaned him\nback against the wall. He was wearing a pair of shorts , high cut in order to\nshow off his bulge. She unzipped them , inserted her hand and drew out his\npenis and nuts. She examined his penis, milking back the foreskin. She paid a\nlot of attention to nuts, her fingers searching and feeling for the contents\nof his soft sac.`\n\n\" You will do,\" she said, come on, get in the car\".\n\nThe woman who was driving was rather plump with short blond hair. She never\nsaid a word as the drove out of the city. They had driven into the desert for\nabout twenty miles when they stopped. This was nothing new, many of his female\nclients took him to the desert to strip and use him. It was totally deserted\nout here.\n\nThe dark haired women told him to get out. She took a blanket from the trunk\nand laid it on the ground a short distance from the car. The driver stayed\nsitting in the car, which surprised him.\n\n\" Ok, she said, \" strip and lie on the blanket\".\n\nHe did as she said, lying back and opening his legs. She stood over him,\ngazing at his naked young body.\n\nKneeling beside him she took hold of his scrotum.\n\n\" You have big testicles for a boy so young\" she said quietly.\n\nThen she said very calmly, \" I am going to rape you now\".\n\nAnd rape him she did. He had never experienced such a frantic violent assault\nbefore. He had cried out with pain a couple of times when she really hurted\nhim between his legs. Then she had calmed down, put his penis into her mouth\nand emptied his sac.\n\nShe led him back to the car, weak and trembling.\n\nStill naked he gulped down the drink she gave him. She smiled as she watched\nhim drink. Then it started. He felt himself go dizzy and weak. Totally\nconfused, his head spinning, he felt his body go numb. Then , somehow, he was\nsitting on her lap, his back to her. He could not struggle, could not move,\nhis whole body seemed numb. Her hands were grasping him behind his knees now,\npulling them up to his shoulders. He could hear her voice, as if in the\ndistance, making soothing noises.\n\n\" There now , be a good boy, it will soon be over, soon be over\".\n\nThen he realised the plump woman, the driver, was kneeling between his legs.\nHer face seemed to swim into view, she seemed to be smiling. He could not\nmove, why could he not move?. Through the haze he could see her fingers\nholding his scrotum, she was washing it with something. He could hear those\ndistant voices again.\n\n\" Always easier to do them after they come, they hang down better in the sac\nafter they come\".\n\nThe woman holding him open had her mouth to his ear, now nibbling him.\n\n\" We are going to do you now little boy\" she breathed into his ear, this is\nwhere you get the knife\".\n\nShe had barely finished when he felt the pain between his legs.\n\nOutside, the desert was still and silent, moonlight glinting on the roof of\nthe parked car. Then a high pitched scream shattered the silence. Followed\nshortly afterwards by another. The screams of a young boy in the process of\nbeing castrated. Then silence except for the muffeled sobbing. The window of\nthe limo slid down silently, and two ovals of flesh, which had hung, up to a\nfew moments ago between a boys legs, were tossed out on to the sand.\n\nTo be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 70, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Willem, Trista and the Birthday Gift - Pt. II", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Trista receives the ultimate gift.", "Text": "` They entered the room. It was brightly lit with torch lamps and overheads. A\nmirror hung from the ceiling. Willem squeezed her hand, knowing she did this\nso he could watch. The room was antiseptically washed and scrubbed. A rolling\ntray would hold the doctor's instruments. Dr. Feltor viewed the room. \"Well\ndone,\" he said. \"This will work perfectly.\" \"Now, you two, I am going to take\nsome time to prepare my tray, wash up and put on scrubs. If you would like\nsome time alone, please do so now.\" `\n\nTrista led Willem to her bedroom down the hall and closed the door. \"I want\nyou one more time, please before we do this,\" she said softly. \"I feel the\nsame,\" and he raised the dress over her head. They moved to the bed and he\nremoved his pants and shirt. He stopped momentarily and looked at her. \"This\nis it, I guess, will you still love me?\" She was touched and threw herself\nonto him. \"My love for you is never ending.\"\n\nHer skin burned as it always did under his touch. She was wet and he was hard\nand ready for her. She licked his balls and rolled them in her mouth, making\nloving sounds, while she stroked him hard with her hand. He loved this\npleasurable feeling and how much attention she lavished on his balls. Yes, he\nwould give them to her, they belonged to her because she truly loved him and\nthem.\n\nHe brought her on top of him and bore into her eyes and smiled. She rode him\nhard, his hands glued to her hip bones. She liked it best this way, so she\ncould watch him and his beautiful face. He moved to finger her clit which was\nalready fully engorged. She began to howl lowly in the passion. He was\nwatching her eyes rolling back, her mouth agape as he sensed her first orgasm\ncoming on. His own excitement was growing and he wanted to explode inside her.\nIt had been a long time since he came inside her. It wasn't a trust issue, but\nnontheless, he didn't want to make a baby. But tonight, he would erupt inside\nher. It might be the last time and he wanted to honor her with his cum\ndripping from her.\n\nThere was thunder in his ears, he was so close. \"Oh, baby, please let's cum\nright now, together. Right now, pleeeeease,\" she pleaded. Four more thrusts\nand they groaned together, connected and he felt himself spray his cum into\nher farthest reaches. She was elated that he allowed her this. They held one\nanother till the spasms quieted. \"I love you, Willem,\" she whispered. \"Mmmm, I\nknow you do,\" was his reply. A knock on the door came. \"I'm ready for you now,\nWillem.\" They looked at each other -- \"Okay, we'll be right there.\" she spoke\nfor both of them.\n\nLying on the bed, the doctor wiped the testicle, groin and anal area with\nantiseptic and put a warmed blanket on Willem's chest. His penis taped up to\nkeep it out of the arena of workmanship. Cleaned and robed in hospital scrubs,\nTrista watched through the lens of the video camera. She adjusted the tripod\nso that she could have the academy award winning home video that they would\nwatch when they were 70 and make wild passionate love. She was a dreamer for\ncertain.\n\nThe doctor talked to Willem about the anesthesia he would be injecting and\neased the needles into the scrotum and groin area. His voice was soft and\nconversational. A good 30 minutes went by until the actual surery began.\nDuring that time, Trista left the room to retrieve a certain item.\n\n\"Willem, are you comfortable?\" asked the doctor. \"Yes,\" he replied. \"We are\ngoing to begin now, Willem, last chance to say \"No.\" Willem shook his head -\n\"Please continue.\"\n\nDr. Feltor made his first incision around the perimeter of the left testicle.\nHe gently talked to Willem, explaining everything he was doing. It was a slow,\nprecise, professional handling of this alteration of Trista's lover and of\ncourse she preferred this to the \"butchering\" of another famous cutter. The\n\"after\" pictures, she was sure would show his testicle area to be as smooth as\na baby's bottom. She would nurse him through his recovery and be there if he\nbegan to become depressed.\n\nMore cutting. She watched mesmerized as Willem in his own dreamy state, viewed\nit all in the mirror above him. She was getting wet and hot again looking at\nthe incision and the gentleness with which Dr. Feltor touched and cut him.\n\n\"Willem, I am going to start removing the left testicle.\" The sac was cut away\nand there was blood. His hand was in to remove the first ball, precisely\nsawing at the heavy flesh. He held it up like a newborn baby. \"Here is #1 of\n2,\" announced the doctor. He placed it on a tray and brought it to Willem to\ngive him a close-up view. \"Quite a specimen, isn't it doc?\" \"Yes, yes, very\nhealthy, Willem,\" the doctor agreed. \"Shall we go for #2?\" \"Yes,\" they both\nspoke at once.\n\n\"I'm now cutting into the other sac,\" as Feltor expertly worked the scalpel\nand blotted the blood and ooze coming from the incision. Trista stepped away\nfrom the camera to move closer to Willem. He was actually getting an erection\nand she longed to take him in her mouth as the doctor cut. With her gloved\nhand, she touched the hardness of his cock. She would have to fantasize that\nshe was sucking him. Again, behind the camera, she was lusting for him,\nwatching the splendor of the surgery. She panned for a close-up as Dr. Feltor\nremoved his #2, placing it gently on the tray. Once again, he presented it to\nWillem. He reached out to touch his manhood, his sexuality laid bare before\nhim.\n\n\"Nice work, doctor,\" he mused. The doctor returned to the surgical arena.\n\"Willem, I am now going to remove the sace and then stitch you up.\" \"This will\ntake at least another 45 minutes. Are you still comfortable?\" Willem replied,\n\"Yes, I'm okay.\"\n\nWillem watched from the mirror above, and she through the lens, trying to\ncapture each cut and Willem's expressions. The flesh was cut away and disposed\nof into a kidney-shaped pan. Willem's balls were on a tray, waiting for\nsomeone to claim them. More quiet talk and explanations and now finally to the\nstitching. \"I'm going to close you up tightly, Willem.\" \"We are going to\ncreate a smooth look under here.\" \"Fine, thank you,\" Willem replied. More\nstitching, cleaning the area and removing the useless flesh.\n\nThe doctor turned to Trista. \"We are almost done here. \"I'm going to dispose\nof the waste at the hospital.\" \"I have written instructions for Willem's\nafter-care.\" \"Please call me immediately if he presents any symptoms of\ninfection.\" And to Willem - \"I'll want to examine you in one week and we can\nagain discuss hormone therapy.\"\n\n\"Ill leave you two alone now and show myself out.\" \"Thank you Doctor,\" said\nWillem sincerely. Trista relayed her thanks and opened the guest room door for\nhim. She went to Willem and kissed him deeply. \"I got it all on tape, how do\nyou feel,hon?\" \"Actually, pretty good,\" he said. \"What do you think?\" he\nquestioned. \"It think you are going to look gorgeous down there once the\nswelling has gone down and the stitches melt.\"\n\nShe walked to redirect the camera so it was set on them. \"It's time, Willem.\"\nFrom her smock she removed the heart-shaped crystal jar. He knew what she\nwanted. She reached for the tray holding his balls and brought it to him. He\ntouched them as you would fine diamonds, inspecting them. \"They're beautiful,\naren't they?\" he asked. \"Yes, my love, they are exquisite,\" she whispered to\nhim. \"May I please kiss them?\" He held the tray toward her. Trista picked up\neach one of them and tenderly kissed it and lickedit. He was so turned on to\nsee her caress them with her lips. She handed the tray back to him and\nproduced the jar. He placed each one gently into the crytal jar and closed the\nlid. Trista was tearing up. With one hand on the jar and one on her face, he\npresented them to her. \"Happy Birthday, Trista!\" The tears were blurring her\nvision. \"Thank you, Willem, it is the most treasured gift I've ever received.\"\nShe held the jar close to her heart and he wiped away the tears streaming down\nfrom her face. \"I love you, Willem,\"she sobbed. \"I know you do and I love you\ntoo, Trista.\" She sought a warm blanket and covered him over. She climbed\nbesie him, her treasure in hand, and together they slept forever bonded by the\ngift.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 143, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The girl down by the barn", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "A well endowed black man attempts to trick a dumb farm girl, unfortunately she ends up being much more dumb then he expects...", "Text": "Every day James would walk home from a hard days work passing an old red barn.\nOne day he heard moans coming from the barn and he walked over to investigate.\n\nHe crept up to a window on the barn and to his amazement saw a young farm girl\nstraddling a large cucumber sticking through a knot hole in the barn. This\nwent on every day for a month.\n\nOne day james had a brilliant idea. He skipped work that day and headed\ntowards the barn instead. He placed his massive 10 inch cock through the hole,\nnot realizing he had become stuck.\n\nShortly after the young farm girl showed up and immediately saw the massive\nblack cock sticking through the wall. She walked over curiously, touched the\ntip a couple times and exclaimed, \"It looks like it got rotten again\" And\nwithout hesitation picked up some pruning shears and snipped poor James dick\nright off.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 10, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "New Beginnings...", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "In the future criminals are dealt with in a humane manner....", "Text": "` Carl had become quite fond of Dr. Miller. In the six months since his\nconviction of rape and assault she had patiently explained the purpose of his\ntreatment and the results that were expected. Carl enjoyed thir daily\ncounseling sessions and also enjoyed fantasizng about her lovely body as he\nmasturbated in his cell.He often imagined his large penis erect and hard\nbetween Dr. Miller's ample cleavage... `\n\nDr. Miller smiled at Carl. \"Today, she softly said to him, your treatment will\nbe completed. And ,Carl. you will be free to return to the community. Without\nyour testicles you will be able to focus on serving the community instead of\nyour sexual and somewhat violent needs\" Carl heard the words but did not quite\nprocess their meaning...Dr. Miller had arranged for a mild sedative to be\nadded to his juice that morning and its calming effects were already working.\n\nAs if in a dream Carl felt himself being helped into a large chair-his legs\nplaced into stirrups and a mask of nitrous oxide placed over his mouth. He saw\nDr. Miller smile at him and then say to the small group of young interns \" I\nam going to remove the patient's scrotum and testicles. Carl is a bright young\nman and without any sexual desires or abilities will be a fine citizen. Please\npay close attention. She lifted Carl's penis away from his scrotum and\nbegan...He recalled her cupping his scrotum firmly in her hands and then\ndrifted off..\n\nCarl awoke 2 hours later and saw Dr. Miller sitting quietly at his bedside.\nShe smiled at him and told him everything went quite well. She scheduled him\nfor a one week and then a 6 month follow-up examination.\n\nSix months later Carl's vist with Dr. Miller officially ended his\nrehabilitation. He was an exemplary worker at the plastics factory-no sick\ndays and much respected by his peers. His large penis no longer became erect,\nand he never realized he did not even notice Dr.Miller's large pink nipples\nshowing through her sheer white blouse. Dr. Miller noted the castration had\nbeen a very complete success.\n\nThat evening Dr. Miller closed Carl's case officially and , as was her custom.\ncarefully placed the jar containing his large scrotum and testicles into her\nantique wood dresser..She placed a small white label with his name and the\nnumber \"eunuch # 43, 2001 on the jar.\n\nNext morning she smiled at Robert as she met him for the first\ntime....\"Robert, she warmly said, I am Dr. Miller and today we begin your\nrehabilitation.\" Robert stared at her heavy full breasts, never dreaming in\nsix short months he would never even notice them........  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 63, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 27, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Diary Of A Penectomy (Exerpt)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Diary of a Penectomy (excerpt) `\n\nMay 1, 2000\n\nThe decision is made. This piece of flesh hanging between my legs must go. I\ndon\u2019t know how to do it yet. It will be removed.\n\nMay 3, 2000\n\nI bought a copy of Gray\u2019s Anatomy. It is an interesting read. This strengthens\nmy resolve. I will have this done. I will do it myself. I found a surgical\nsupply this morning while driving to work. I think I\u2019ll stop there tomorrow\nand get some supplies.\n\nMay 4, 2000\n\nI found the eunuch archive on the net today. All the stories there excite me\nand give me ideas. I look down at my erection and curse it. This afternoon I\nbought a catheter and a scalpel. Now all I need is an elastrator. I think\nthere is a veterinary supply outside of town. I\u2019ll check there.\n\nMay 7, 2000\n\nI practiced inserting the catheter last night. It hurt like hell. It was worth\nit. Each shard of pain I felt made me want to go on. I see this as a first\nstep.\n\nMay 20, 2000\n\nI bought an elastrator today. I tried it out. The pain was manageable, but now\nI know why I need a catheter. I had the ring on for two hours and I had to\ntake it off to pee. I was disappointed when I cut off the ring. My cock has\nbeen numb ever since. I close my eyes and imagine it gone. The thought\ndisappoints as I look down to see my ugly erection.\n\nJune 1, 2000\n\n8:00 am\n\nI started my vacation from work today. Today is the day. Fear of the\nelastrator ring slipping and bleeding to death scares me. I\u2019ve decided to use\ntwo rings and only cut off a piece at a time. I can\u2019t wait.\n\n11:00 am\n\nThe catheter is in and a slow stream of urine fills the bag I taped to my leg.\nI put the first ring on at the base of my cock and the second half way. It\nhurts a little. The pain is exhilarating. I wait patiently for my cock to die.\n\n2:00 pm\n\nI feel nothing in my cock. I think its dead. I feel an erection behind the\nring at the base of my cock. I\u2019m glad I have it on. I think the pressure would\nmake it slip off.\n\n2:15 pm\n\nI took my scalpel and cut through my flesh above the second ring. I slipped\nthe dead meat down the catheter tube. I cut off about half of my cock. I\u2019m so\nexcited. I feel a little lightheaded. I better eat something.\n\n2:25 pm\n\nI removed the half of my cock from the catheter. I\u2019m cooking a can of chili on\nthe stove. I look at the piece of cock resting in my hand. I tossed it into\nthe pot.\n\n8:00 pm\n\nMy cock chili was delicious. I\u2019ve decided to remove the rest tonight for\ndinner.\n\n9:00 pm\n\nI had a great spaghetti and cock dinner. The band at the top of my balls has\nstayed. There is no blood seeping. That is a relief. I stood in front of my\nfull-length mirror and looked at my cockless body. I felt an erection behind\nthe ring but it held fast and in place.\n\nMay 21, 2000\n\nI removed the catheter bag from my leg and cut the tubing six inches from the\nring and put on a small plastic valve. I haven\u2019t slept since I started. I\u2019m\nafraid the ring will come off while I slept and I would bleed to death. I\u2019m so\nsleepy.\n\nMay 27, 2000\n\nI returned to work today. The ring has stayed put. Crusty flesh circles the\nring. I think that\u2019s normal. I\u2019ve had several erections throughout the day\nwhen working with my female coworkers. I like the fact that there is nothing I\ncould do to settle the feeling.\n\nJune 15, 2000\n\nI woke up this morning and found the ring had come off in the night. I removed\nthe catheter tube and sat down to pee. It burned as I went and I tried to\ncontrol the flow. I think with a little practice, I\u2019ll manage. It is time to\nput on the new panties I bought the other day\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The artist", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "An artist makes the ultimate sacrifice for her art.", "Text": "My masterpiece was nearing completion. I had completed some smaller, similar\npieces and these were now in private collections. This was to be my entry for\nthe Turner prize. Something that would definitely shock, but that was also\nbeautiful.  \nAll I needed to complete it were one, perhaps two, more contributions.  \nHere in San Francisco I hoped to make my final collections. The Embassy Club\nis well known for its lesbian clients. I wore my shortest skirt and tightest\ntop. It was mid-week and fairly quiet, not too many people about to recognise\nme later, should anyone want to. I found a dark corner to sip my drink and\nobserve the other clients. I wanted someone on their own, not too old.\nEventually I spotted a dark haired women, mid-twenties, good figure, perhaps a\nlittle too well built. She was looking at me. Our eyes met. She was\ninterested. So was I, but not for the same reasons as her. She walked over to\nme and sat down. Good. We talked. I was a stranger, on my first visit, and\nlonely. She was single at the moment. We understood each other. She invited me\nback to her apartment. This was better than my hotel room for what I had in\nmind.  \nHer apartment was well laid out, but with the signs that someone else had left\nrecently, taking their things. There were gaps in cupboards and shelves. We\ngot down to business quickly. I was eager to examine her pussy lips, but not\nfor what she wanted. Wow, they were huge. Like some strange painting of an\norchid by Georgia O'Keeffe. Great mounds of wrinkled flesh, a huge cream cake\nof a hood. I gently got my tongue underneath to explore. Yes, just what I\nwanted. A clitoris like a mini penis. It would be one of the centre pieces of\nmy art work. I wondered if the current owner would ever visit a gallery and\nlook at her organs and recognise them.  \nI went to make a coffee. Strong and black. She sipped it, slowly, resting on\nthe bed. Did she taste anything different? No, it was just hot. I waited while\nshe closed her eyes and fell asleep. I found some plastic to cover the bedding\nand some old sheets. Opening my bag I took out the implements that I had used\nmany times before. A clamp, sharp blades, needles. I looked greedily at her\norgans and quickly clamped them. While I waited I washed up; no point leaving\nevidence. On my return she was ready. A single, slow cut from top to bottom\nand her hood, clitoris and labia were mine. I dropped them in the preserving\nsolution, then stitched her up. With my trophy in my bag I left by the back\ndoor and walked back to my hotel.  \nI replaced the solution with fresh and worked quickly so as to preserve the\ncolour. These were in mint condition, still slightly pink. Over the next few\ndays I replace the fluid with resin, being careful to keep the shape and\ntexture.  \nMy masterpiece was now almost complete. I looked at the materials. Some of the\ncontributions were larger than others. The majority were small and black.\nThese were collected from circumcisers in various southern African countries.\nThey were black because they had not been well preserved, but they provided\nquantity. They were small, like black, shrivelled peas. Some I had painted in\nbright colours, reds and pinks mostly. Their former owners, young prepubescent\ngirls, wouldn't miss them. Some I collected myself. These were in better\ncondition and larger; I didn't do girls. My final contribution was in the\ncentre. There was however one gap at the tip. I had decided to make it my\ncontribution as an artist to her art.  \nIt had been difficult finding someone in the West to perform the surgery.\nLuckily I had met a French doctor who was willing to perform the sacrifice for\nme. It was not easy for me. Not the physical loss, so much as the fact that my\nmost private place would be seen by thousands of people. It frightened me and\nyet attracted me. The surgery was soon arranged. A small private hospital. A\nlocal aesthetic, I hated the thought of being unconscious. It was very\nsurgical and clean; not much pain, more discomfort. He was very professional\nas if he did this every day. Perhaps he did.  \nA last it was complete. Hundreds and thousands of dots and lines, black,\nbrown, pink and red. A huge painting of a penis made from women. I called it\n\"Envy\". I hope that you like it.  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia is asked for help by an S &amp; M group.&nbsp;Story is fiction and not for minors...&nbsp; gold miners are ok as long as they are of age.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Olympics\n\nMy name is Thecia and I\u2019m a 31-year-old \"Cutter.\" All right! I had a\nbirthday\u2026.but I\u2019m stickin\u2019 with 31 from now on.\n\nI arrived home from an assignment in the North Sea. I\u2019m an engineer in my\n\"day\" job. While I sat with my coffee, I thumbed through my mail, Among my\nbills and \"junk\" mail there was an invitation from the \"Western Ladies, Assn.\"\nI was invited to the Western Ladies Olympics in, where else, San Francisco.\nThis group, despite it\u2019s name is an S & M club. It\u2019s controlled by women and\nhas thousands of members. Almost every woman has at least one slave. Some of\nthe slaves are eunuchs and there are many that still retain their balls.\n\nThe note with the invitation asked if I would be a judge and do some cutting.\nI know many of the women and I knew that they would pay well for my services.\nI\u2019m not really into S & M, but I am into deballing.\n\nMy sidekick Jill came along for the ride, we arrived at SFO Airport on the\nmorning of the Saturday that was the day of the contest. We rented a car and\ndrove the 50 minutes to the estate where the event was to be held. It was a\nbeautiful mansion on a horse farm. We stayed in one of the huge guestrooms.\n\nAt 4 PM we took a golf cart to the huge barn that had been cleared for the\nevent. The festive party was already in full swing. There were several hundred\npeople. Some women in leather and some men in ball leashes and/or chastity\nbelts. Jill was asked to be a judge along with another woman and me.\n\nThe first event was simple, just a biggest nutsack contest. Fifteen men were\nentered. Each man had a cotton belt tied around his balls. Each mistress would\npull on the belt and the distance from the base of his cock to the bottom of\nhis balls was measured. The winner was pulled down a full eight inches plus,\nthe losing position was a tie. Two slaves both reached six and a quarter\ninches. One mistress actually put her foot against her slave\u2019s upper groin for\nleverage. That did the trick and the other slave was declared the loser. Just\nas we judges were making up our minds the man with the foot on his groin had\nhis right ball rupture. He fell to the floor in screaming pain. With that we\ndeclared them both losers. I kneeled by him and with his mistress still\npulling on the belt, I sliced his whole nutsack, balls and all from his body.\nIt wasn\u2019t my normal method of castration but it worked. The second man stared\nin fear. His balls were still pulled to the limit as my razor sliced them.\nEach mistress was presented with a jar containing her slave\u2019s balls. The\nscrotums would be auctioned off at the end of the evening.\n\nJill and I sewed up the two men as they prepared for the next event.\n\nThis was to be a simple Sumo wrestle, with a twist. A one-quarter inch nylon\nrope was tied around the contestant\u2019s balls and then attached to his\nopponent\u2019s nuts. The goal was to drag loser backward out of the circle. The\nmen strained mightily, each screaming as they pulled, each mistress whipping\nher slave. The smaller man was almost out of the ring, I had my razor at the\nready. He backed up a little, causing slack in the rope and jerked forward\nwith all he had. The bigger man screamed and seemed to give up. He was quickly\npulled out of the ring. While he was still being pulled, I sliced his\nstraining nuts right off of him. The strain was so great that his balls flew\nand slapped into the winners nuts. The winner got to keep his balls. Both men\nlie prone on the floor, spent and unable to get up. There were 19 more \"Ring\nPull\" contests, adding 38 testicles to the jars.\n\nA weight lift was next, a bucket was attached to a ball cuff and water was\nadded, one cup at a time. When the slave could no longer hold the weight and\nhe dropped to the floor, his bucket was weighed and listed on the scoreboard.\nThere were 30 contestants, the last five would lose they\u2019re nuts. A full\nbucket was just over 50 pounds. I have seen a man lift 52 pounds just for fun,\nso I know it can be done. One slave had enormous balls and had about 30 pounds\nin his bucket. His mistress added another cup and another, he screamed,\n\"that\u2019s all I can take!\" His mistress was so pissed that she lifted her foot\nand brought all of her weight down on his bucket. He fell to the ground and\njust lie there. Later we found that she had ripped his nuts off by the roots.\nHis scrotum was still intact but his nuts were now loose from their\nattachments. His ballsack filled with blood and I was forced to slice it to\ndrain the blood. I would have a lot of work repairing the damage. Including\nhim, five more slaves were nutted in that contest.\n\nThey had a fun tractor pull. Each contestant would pull a small farm tractor\n20 feet with a rope attached to his cock. Any slave not able to do it would\nlose his balls. We only reaped two sets in the contest, as most were able to\ndo it.\n\nThere were many other events. A biggest load contest, biggest cock contest,\nmost cum in an hour and of course a best oral contest.\n\nThe oral contest was fun. As judges we each would have ten slaves go down on\nus. The three winners would have an \"eat\" off, tasting Jill, the other female\njudge and myself. By the time the tenth guy had finished I had lost count of\nmy orgasms and my poor little pussy was raw. The second slave was by far the\nbest of my ten. Jill picked a young blond slave and the other judge picked a\ndark man with small beard. When the second round was done, I had cum three\nmore times and we all picked the blonde slave. The woman\u2019s council, who made\nup the rules, told us that this contest was a little different. A man who was\nthat good with his tongue, didn\u2019t need balls. I was to take them off. Each man\nwas bent over a table and his balls exposed to me. I sliced almost all the way\naround each scrotum, tied off the ducts and cords and snipped. The first man\nwas done as I finished the sack cut and his balls, sack and all fell into the\nwaiting bowl. Splat.. The second man, Jill\u2019s blond, had a beautiful set. Jill\nhad drained each man, so his large cock hung limp with a pearl drop of cum on\nthe tip. It would be his last drop. His big balls followed the last set and\nmade a satisfying plop as it hit the bowl. By the time the last set fell, the\nplace had fallen into an orgy mode. Women were fingering themselves, many were\nriding slaves and a few were being orally satisfied. I saw the slave who won\nthe biggest cock contest splitting an 85-pound mistress. Her little cunt was\nexpanded beyond belief.\n\nIn this one night I had cut more balls than in my entire time as a cutter.\nAbout eighty sets or one hundred and sixty balls.\n\nJill and I stayed the night, we helped take care of the wounds on the nutted\nslaves. On Sunday, late morning, we drove back to San Francisco. We found\nFisherman\u2019s Wharf, and went to the Bubba-Bump Shrimp Company Restaurant. Jill\nhad sward fish steak and I had a pile of Cajun shrimp.\n\nI UPS\u2019d a large plastic jar of preserved and tagged scrotums back home. Each\nwould be tanned and shipped to the woman who bought them at the auction. I was\npaid well and I was given a nice big set of severed balls for my collection.\n\nRespectfully submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 109, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "On The Brink (straight)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "On The Brink\n\nI could not believe my luck. What a pickup! She was gorgeous, with long silky\nblonde hair, big tits on a tight body, long long legs, and the face of a\ngoddess. She was perfect in every way. It was odd that she had no husband or\nboyfriend and was reduced to being picked up in a bar. But who would argue?\nAnd she was not acting. She was hot for actions. She needed a cock badly. Was\nit possible that such a gorgeous chick suffered from cock starvation?\n\nWe went back to her apartment. She was so hot that we did not make it to the\nbedroom. We did it on the living floor. She was so sensitive. Orgasm after\norgasm raked her lovely body. The poor thing must not have a cock for years.\nHey, I was the guy. I would do it forever. I really held back. I wanted it to\nlast forever. I wanted to make her come and come and come and come and come\nand come and come. My cock could not hold it in any more. With this babe, any\nman could do it ten times. She could get a mummy excited. I was fighting the\nlosing battle. I was coming. I tried to hold it in, make it last a little bit\nlonger. But I was losing. A few more seconds, I would come.\n\nPain exploded in my balls, my body. The whole world turned red. I froze. My\nhands instinctively went to my balls. I rolled into a ball, off her lovely\nbody. Then I saw her, standing there, as beautiful as my lover, elegantly\ndressed in a silk blouse and tight pants, and expensive boots. She kicked my\nballs a few seconds before I came. Why couldn\u0092t she come home a few seconds\nlater? At least I could come once. That\u0092s why such a goddess had no husband or\nboyfriend.\n\nThey were having a fight. I could not follow it. The whole world was pulsing.\nMy pain was pulsing. Colors change. I didn\u0092t care. I wanted to come, in my\ngoddess of love, and then get out of there. She kneeled down next to me and\ntook my hands off my balls. Through the pain, I could see her cleavage, her\nsexy, tiny, lace bra. My instincts were fighting each other. I wanted to hold\nmy balls. I wanted to grab her tits. Then my hands left my balls. Another huge\nexplosion of pain and I passed out.\n\nWhen I regained consciousness, I found myself in their big, four poster bed.\nMy ankles and wrists were securely tied to the bed posts. My huge cock was\nstill rock hard. The pain was still pumping out of my balls. Then I saw them,\nin tiny panties and lace bras only. It was amazing how much alike their bodies\nwere. It was difficult to tell one from the other. Then the one who kicked me\nheld my balls. It was wonderful. Her hands were so soft. I would not mind at\nall if she wanted to kick my balls and nurse them.\n\nThen I heard her for the first time. That slow, sexy, purring voice could make\nany cock hard. \"You were very bad. You should never fuck someone else\u0092s woman.\nAnd now, you will get your punishment.\" Honey, I think you punished me more\nthan enough. A hard kick on the balls, stopping my come three seconds before\nit shot out. Then another blow so hard that I passed out. But she didn\u0092t think\nso. Her lovely hand that held my balls pulled the sac tight. Then another\nexplosion of pain, worse than the kick. Then I knew. She held up my balls. She\njust cut them off! Then her sexy hand held my huge cock. I could feel the\npleasure through the blinding pain. Now I could see the knife. She very slowly\ncut at the base of my cock. In a couple of seconds, it was done. My cock was\nin her hands. Just before I passed out, I saw them kissed and made up.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "MUSCLE BALLS 4", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "High school kid get his balls busted.", "Text": "` Joe could not keep his eyes off the blond kid at the gas station. He was\ngorgeous. Blond, blue eyes, probably 18, a senior at the high school working\nat the station part time. He was not a bodybuilder, but he was active in\nsports and was athletic. He usually wore jeans and a tanktop. His jeans showed\noff his athlete's thighs and crotch bulge very nicely. Rounded bubble ass\nalso.. `\n\nThe tanktops also did the kid justice. His arms were nicely muscled for a high\nschool kid, probably 15 inch biceps that were nicely defined, with shoulders\nto patch. His waist was thin, probably 27 or so, with abs that rippled and\nflexed their washboard qualities nicely. His chest did not have the muscular,\nscuplted pecs of a man yet. The smooth chest was nicely formed and showed\nsigns of pecs that were beginning to form and have good definition if the kid\nkept in shape and continued to work his body.\n\nHis face was incredible. Smooth, dimpled, with soft pouty lips and that\ndreamy, doe-eyed youthful look of innocence.\n\nJoe just couldn't wait to get hold of the kid. It was kids like this that had\nalways made him angry. How dare they look that good and be above everyone\nelse? Studs like that deserved to be taken in hand and taught that they were\nregular people too and that their looks had consequences. Joe was determined\nto introduce this kid to the consequences.\n\nHe continued staring at the boy. His arm muscles flexed and balled as he\nworked. The kid had to know how this affected other people. He had to know\nthat or he wouldn't be wearing tanktops all the time. He did it because he\nliked to show off his developing teenage muscles for the world to see. He was\nproud of them, how they flexed and striated and said look at me.\n\nThat was why Joe stun-gunned the kid when he was alone at the station Sunday\nnight. It was after closing time and the kid was preparing to leave. He never\nsaw it coming.\n\nIn short order Joe had the kid stripped and bound. He strapped the kid's\nwrists outward spreadeagle fashion while he lay on the floor. Then he attached\nrestraints to his ankles and hoisted the boy's legs off the floor and into the\nair, attaching the ropes to an overhead beam, so the kid's legs were raised\nand spread. His upper back and head were all that remained on the floor. His\nlower back and ass were raised off the floor, and his teenage crotch was\nexposed and vulnerable.\n\nThe boy was cut, had a medium cock, and medium balls. Blond pubic hair was\nlimited to a small patch above his penis.\n\nHe awaked the boy, who tried to move his limbs to no avail. He looked at Joe,\nand Joe looked into his eyes. \"Hello pretty boy. You look like you are ready\nfor some fun. You are going to get plowed and racked and nutted, sweet\ncheeks.\"\n\n\"Oh my god, no. Please don't mister. Please. I want to have a future.\"\n\n\"Too bad, muscle boy. Your days as a wannabe man are over.\" The boy began to\ncry and sob, his tears rolling down his handsome cheeks as his torso heaved\nwith his sobs. Joe ignored it.\n\nJoe was hard as a rock by now, and rammed his cock into the boy's virgin ass\nwith one violent thrust, making the youth scream and writhe in agony. He cried\nand yelled and begged to no avail.\n\nJoe rammed the boy again and again, in and out, in and out. He bent and kissed\nthe boy hard on the lips, on his cheeks, on his neck and throat, on the lips\nagain. God he was cute. Too bad for him. His hands reached beneath him and\ncupped the kid's smooth young testicles. As he fucked and kissed the boy, his\nfingers and thumbs pressed with terrific pressure into the boy's sensitive\nball meat, compressing the tissues, trying to gain entry into the eggs\nthemselves.\n\nThey were tough. It took a while. But eventually, first one ball and then the\nother, Joe was able to penetrate the outer wall of the young testicles and\nforce his fingertips into the meaty flesh inside, ripping apart the youthful\nseed pods, rending the flesh and vessels, forever destroying the young manhood\nthey represented. He crushed and tore and devastated the muscleboy's nuts\nuntil he exploded into the boy's ass with a fire and drive he had not known\nfor many months.\n\nAs Joe's spent his seed into the young man, his lips locked onto the youth's,\nand he released the ruptured testicles from his grasp. He surveyed the scene\n----a young high school musclestud just deflowered and demanned at his hands.\nIncredible. One less muscle stud to have to worry about later. God he loved\ntaking balls like that.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Virile Fuel", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "the beginnings of an addiction", "Text": "` Virile Fuel `\n\nby allen baker\n\nIt slid in so smoothly, so easily, that at first it was difficult to judge any\nfeeling at all. He was fascinated. Fascinated by the sight first, then the\naccompanying feelings and emotions.\n\nIt had been such a long time coming that it was almost anticlimactic. Almost.\nBut it was definitely accompanied by climaxes on both their parts. Strong, gut\nwrenching, over-the-top climaxes that set them both quivering and panting for\nair. Gasping and hoping for an extension of the feelings, a prolonging of the\nspasms that thrilled every fiber of their beings.\n\nThe collector knew this was the culmination of his passion. The culmination of\nhis plotting. The fruition of his careful planning. This was the result of\nmonths of careful cultivation of an Internet friendship that had finally\nbrought about a face-to-face meeting. Well, almost face-to-face. More like\nface-to-mask. The slave's face to his own mask. He remained anonymous and\nuntraceable. He would walk away with his prize and would never be found. He\nmet and mastered his self-appointed challenge. The task was complete.\n\nAnd yet, he instinctively knew that was not the case. This experience was far\ntoo intoxicating. He sensed that it would not be long before he was again\nprowling the chat rooms to find another victim for his new addiction. Yes,\naddiction. Only one experience and the cloying emotions of the event had\nalready seeped into his fiber. Just one time, and he knew he was addicted for\nlife. Already he could tell that it would draw him deeper into the realm of\never more murky compulsions toward even more severe acts of gratification. He\nwas startled by the revelation that instead of dominating others, he was\nenslaving himself to this craving.\n\nAll this he realized in the span of time it took to expel his ejaculate all\nover his victim's crotch without ever having touched himself. His hands were\nalready occupied. His white cream splattered and mingled with his victim's.\nTheir mingled seed slid down the creases between the young man's legs to\nmingle with the bright red-flowing liquid pouring from the gaping gouges on\neither side of an empty scrotum.\n\nThe knife slide in so smoothly, so easily, that at first it was difficult to\njudge any feeling from his victim at all. He was fascinated by the flow of the\nblood across the gleam of the knife and onto his hands. Fascinated by the\nsight first, then the accompanying feelings and emotions that suddenly hit his\nvictim. The young man bellowed in pain and shock. Begged for his maleness to\nbe left in tact. Begged in vain. For now that he had tasted the thrill of\ntotal, intoxicating power, he was not about to back away from it. He knew that\nhe would depart with his two prizes and leave his prey with a life-long\nremembrance of him and this day. What a heady stimulant. He knew that he had\nat last found the fuel to feed his virility, to fan the flames of his loins\ntill the end of his days. He had become a collector.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A NEW EUNUCHMill", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "PETER DESERVES THIS", "Text": "That night.Peter was really scared. He found himself tied to the bed and his\nlegs and arms securely tied in place. There were five women over him staring\nat his naked body. They said they were sent by his girlfriend Tiara to teach\nhim about respect for women. They quickly shaved his whole groin area and\nlaughed as Peter begged them not to do it. Once Peter was completely bald;\nSheila asked him what his definition of respect was. Peter stumbled for an\nanswer and Sheila shook her head and said they would have to show him respect.\n\nThey took out a big vibrator and rammed it into his ass. Peter screamed with\nthe intrusion of the big device. The women then turned it on. Peter started to\nfeel an erection due to the pressure. Sue another one of the women quickly\nsnipped off some of the skin off Peter\u2019s penis causing him to go flaccid.\n\nPeter could not believe when he started to have cum drip out of his soft\npenis. It was not like an orgasm, more like just taking a piss. The women\nlaughed at his leaking penis. Peter could not believe that first they took his\nhair and then they took his cum. Sheila asked him to again give a definition\nof respect and Peter again tried for an answer that they would accept. One of\nthe women quickly snipped one of his testicles off like she was pruning a\nplant. Peter was stunned how quickly he lost one of his balls.\n\nPeter\u2019s girlfriend, Tiara then walked in the room and was shocked at what a\nmess Peter was in. He had cum all over himself, was bald below and had one\nball only! She went over and started to play with his remaining ball and\nstarted to suck him off. Right when Peter was starting to shoot she cut his\nremaining ball free. As Peter was shooting; she showed him his ball and\nlaughed. Now Peter was bald and had no balls. He thought it was finally over.\nTiara asked his for his definition of respect. Peter was in shock; what else\ncould they take from him now?\n\nHe quickly learned as Tiara held a knife to his penis. The one remaining item\nthat showed he was a man of any kind. Peter was crying and begging. It was\nhorrible to think of his future with no balls, but at least with a penis he\ncould still be a man of some kind. A man then walked in the room and told the\nladies he thought Peter had learned his lesson. He took both balls and stuck a\nneedle and some thread through both and then hung them around Peter\u2019s neck. He\nthen laughed and said no one will ever disrespect his sister. They all left\nthen; leaving dried cum, droopy penis and balls around his neck.\n\nPeter is now a new Eunuch.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hashi", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A boy castrates himself after a final masterbation.", "Text": "Hashi\n\nThe 14 year old Japanese boys name was Hashi Pushi. He was a slim \nboy with light brown color skin and almond eyes. He had a nice \nlittle black patch of pubic hair above his 4 inch, soft uncut \npenis. Hanging below his penis was a nice set of low hanging, \nhairless balls.\nHashi was sitting naked in the lotus position. His eyes were closed \nas he meditated and waited for the voice to talk to him once \nagain.  On the floor next to Hashi was the tools the voice told him \nto collect. The tools Hashi had collected were a sharp katana \nknife, a farm tool called a Bandar, and a small iron pot with a hot \nfire in it. In the pot and the fire was another knife with it's \nblade heated so hot, that it glowed white.\nHashi did not know what the voice wanted him to do with the tools, \nbut he knew that he would do anything the voice told him to do. \nHashi felt the all to familiar chill run up his spin. \n\"You have done well, my child,\" a voice whispered in his mind. \"I \nam very proud of you.\"\nHashi bowed so his head was on the floor in front of him. He felt \nhis face flush as the warmness of the voice fully entered his body.\n\"Lie back my sweet boy. Reveal yourself.....\"\nFollowing the eerie whispered commands, Hashi slowly lay back.\n\"Spread your legs far apart, my darling...\"\nHashi obeyed and felt his eyes go up into his head.\nHashi no longer had any control of his hands. His hands picked up \nthe Bandar and tightened the band around his low hanging balls. \nHashi felt the band bite into his flesh.\nHashi's penis became rock hard to it's full 5 inches of hardness. \nHashi slowly took hold of his penis. He wrapped his fist around it \nand started to slide his foreskin up and down over his engorged \ncock head.\nA rhythmic low roar now filled his ears, like that of the ocean \nsurf washing up on a beach. Suddenly it seemed as if the water was \nupon him, crashing on top of him. Soaking him. Cleansing him.\nThough his eyes were shut tight, He imagined he saw himself lying \non a deserted beach. A bright sun was rising before him; it slowly \nbegan to burn his flash. Inside him, the boy felt a welling-up of \nemotions, emotions impossible to describe, ones that shook his very \nbeing.\nHashi's hand started to pick up speed with his jacking.\nThe surf began to sound louder and louder now, pounding him harder \nonto the beach. The waves were frothing and swirling around him, \neach wave receding and then returning upon itself, each growing \nbigger and louder and more powerful than the last. The heat of the \nsun was becoming both intolerable and pleasurable.  The frequency \nof the waves suddenly increased and he felt the sun roast his \nflesh. He felt it all until he could stand it no more.\nThen he felt his body suddenly stiffen, as if a lightning bolt went \nthrough him. \nSpurts of thick and white cum shot out of Hashi's penis and landed \non his face, chest, and tummy.\nAnd then the beach and the waves and the sun were gone.\nHashi opened his eyes. His chest was raising and falling with his \nhard breathing. Hashi sat back up and looked down at his balls. His \nballs were now swollen and dark in color. Hashi looked over at the \nknife and then picked it up in his right hand. Hashi took hold of \nhis swollen balls and pulled them as far away from his body as he \ncould. Holding on to his balls as tight as he could, Hashi put the \nsuper sharp blade of the knife right under his scrotum, close to \nthe band.\nHashi took a deep breath of air and then held it, and then with all \nthe strength in his arm, he pulled the knife upwards in one sharp \njerk. \nHashi's balls and scrotum pulled away easily from his body. The \nband kept a large amount of blood from escaping his body.\nHashi dropped his severed balls and his cutting knife between his \nlegs. He picked up the heated blade from the pot holding the fire. \nHashi placed the glowing blade on his flesh and let out the breath \nhe had been holding in a loud yell. The white hot blade seared \nHashi's flesh. The smell of burnt flesh was strong in Hashi's nose.\nHashi pulled the now cold knife away from his body, and the band \nfell off on it's own. \nHashi dropped the knife next to the other knife and his balls that \nwere still between his legs. Hashi lied back down and closed his \neyes.\nHashi fell asleep with smile on his lips.\n\nThe End.\n\n\nIf you liked this, please let me know.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "my boss", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "boss loses it all to a young employee", "Text": "i was the boss.  i was in charge of nearly 100 employees between my \n6 stores.  i am tall goodlooking in my late 30's.  She started as a \ntemporary employee.  She is black, about 19 years old petite short \nand cute.  One day i was quickly called out of my office.  i had \nleft the eunuch archive minimize on my computer screen.  A few days \nlater She came into my office and asked to speak to me.  She closed \nthe door behind Her.  She looked me striaght in the eyes and told me \nthat She would be taking complete control of me.  Before i could say \na thing She continued to tell me that SHe knew about my \nsubmissiveness and my fantasy to become castrated.  She will make me \nHer total slave and She will castrate me that night.  She had \nbrought some books from our medical book department that explained \nabout castration and some even had color pictures and guidelines and \nhow-to steps.  i was dumbfounded...but this is what i really craved. \nShe told me of all Her steps to take control of me, what She had \nalready done (mostly information about me at work like my bosses \nnames etc.) and how She would take more control right there.  She \ndemaded that i give Her my wallet.  i hesitated and She told me She \nwould claim sexual harrassment charges against me.  i gave Her my \nwallet.  She told me to wait and left the room.  She came back a few \nminutes later and told me She had copied all the information in my \nwallet.  She demanded to know my bank account numbers my atm \npasswords and told me to give Her a key to my apartment and had me \nsign some papers making Her my power of attorney.  Well She took \ncomplete control right there.  That night we went back to my(now \nHers) apartment and She followed all the directions in the medical \nbook and now i am a eunuch.  She brings a lot of Her male friends \n(some of my employees) over who laugh at me allow me to suck and \nswallow them and sometimes fuck me.  She keeps me in the other \nbedroom and hardly lets me even communiacte with Her.  i am Her \nproperty and eunuch slave.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 27, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Susan (penectomy)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Hello, my name is Susan (24 years young). I am a dominant lady and lesbian.\nOne year ago I met a boy who was very interested in me. I told him about my\npreferences in sexual live and that I would never allow his dick to enter my\nvagina. So after several weeks we found a way which I could accept. His penis\nhad to be removed. Here comes the report from Werner, my horny lover and fan.\n\nI am Werner, a 25 year old student of architecture. About one year ago I have\nmet a beautiful girl in a restaurant. I have contacted her immediately. We\ndated and I found out about her special attitudes regarding sex. Still I was\nvery attracted by Susan. Then she introduced the condition for deeper\nrelationship with me (to that point we had no sex). She would accept me only\nwithout penis. The testicles would not disturb her and they would guarantee my\nnormal hormon supply. After several weeks of evaluation I finally agreed to\nthe necessary surgery.\n\nA girlfriend of Susan is a medical doctor. One day we visited her clinic for a\nfirst examination and discussion about the surgery. She explained all steps\nand the expected changes for my life. Because I did not want to loose susan I\nconfirmed my decision. One day later we made an appointment for the operation.\nSusan shaved all my hair at dick and scrotum.\n\nHere comes a very brief description of the surgical procedure for removal of\nmy penis: While this is a fairly straightforward procedure that any reasonably\ngood urological surgeon could perform, I was glad to have this friend of Susan\nwho was doing it on a 'elective' basis (not a medical necessity) without\npsychological screening.\n\nIt was done under epidural anaesthesis. My lower body was absolutely without\nsensation about 15 minutes after the injection. As the doctor had exlained\nbefore she removed my penis completely including all erectile tissue.\n\nThe surgery was performed with me in the lithotomy position. A circular\nincision around the base of the penis was made. After the subcutaneous fat\ntissue had been dissected, the bulbo-ischio-cavernosus muscles were identified\nand divided, then the urethra and the crura of the corpus cavernosum penis\nwere visualized.\n\nThe crura were divided at their skeletal insertion point and their stump\nsuture ligated with 2/0 synthetic absorbable sutures. The urethra was also\ndivided leaving enough urethra for a tension-free urethro-cutaneous\nanastomosis to be placed approximately 3cm above the scrotum.\n\nAnastomosis is done with single, 5/0 synthetic sutures. The closure of the\nperineal skin wound was made horizontal ertical for minimum stress on the\nclosure . The subcutaneous fat tissue was closed with single, 3/0 and the skin\nwith subcuticular continuous, 4/0 synthetic absorbable sutures.\n\nA transurethral balloon catheter placed prior to surgery was used to\naccomplish urinary diversion. A pressure dressing without drainage was\napplied.\n\nPostoperative bed rest was not necessary. The dressing was removed on the\nthird postoperative day and the cystostomy catheter after satisfactory\nmicturation, two days later.\n\nThe postoperative outcome is a pain free perineum with the urethral meatus\nplaced approximately in the area were the penis had been.. This positioning\nhowever resulted in a forward directed stream when standing.\n\nThe remainder of the perineal surface is smooth and nearly scar free. My\ntesticles are hanging free now. For about four weeks after surgery I had a\nconstant pain. Feeling was if my penis was still existing. Later the pain\ndeminished. Now one year later only sometimes some phantom pain occurs which\nlet me feel the dick as ist was before.\n\nSo far the the description of the surgery which changed my life dramatically.\n\nChanges I had to deal with are:\n\nThe urinary opening is placed nearly at the location where the penis formerly\nattached to the body. Urination while standing is impossiple now for me with\nwearing my slags. There is nothing for aiming and there will be a mess if I do\nso. It only works when I am nude (e.g. under the shower). For peeing I have to\nsit down and bend my upper body about 90 degree forward to direct the urine\ndown to the bowl.\n\nNude swimming is cancelleled now, same as sauna. I feel big shame about my\nmutilation.\n\nMy sex drive has dropped strongly compared to before the surgery. There are no\npleasant fealings downstairs. Of course erections are no longer possible.\nAfter strong stimulation ejections happen sometimes. Practically I am a eunuch\nnow. To satisfy Susan, I touch Susans body, lick her clit and labia till she\ngets orgasms. She enjoys it very much. also with my fingers I do special\nmassage. I will never have another girlfriend in my life. I am completely a\nslave of Susan and she is happy.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 66, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Brave New World", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "**Brave, new world ( the real, 2\\. edition) ... or the sex to be thrown away**\n\nBy Siegfried Auer\n\nFor a long, long time men leave off to consider themselve as human beings\nhaving equal rights or partners. The few, nowadays born boys were nothing but\ninferior, incarnated disaster for their mothers from the beginning. The\nfeministic government of A. Dwarking first has taken care that during\nartificial insemination only sperm without y-Chromosome weare used, but this\nwill not succeed every time. And ... women have no vagina for a long time:\nthere is no reason for sexual contacts and is not allowed generally. \u0084You\nshould not interfere with underlings (\u0084untermensch\") or monsters\". In a short\ntime the birth will happen in specific shells, the existence of an uterus is\nobsolete.\n\nThe few male descendants are considered as bad mishappenings. They got the\nmalediction, what the woman, mother was crying when seeing him, e.g. devil,\ndirty lad, pig-son, shit... but now only numbers were used for them.\n\nThey pass through a very critical examination: All beings were killed which\nare not fitted the strong regulations of (feministic) health policy. The\nslaughtering of male infants is not a criminal act, it is vice versa promoted\nby state authorities.\n\nIndeed only some boys, hoping to be sucessful, can grow up: they have no\nrights and were held as slaves all the time. Naturally they got no education.\n\nWhen they are aged six years the testicles were pierced with two nails\ncrosslike and the cock is fixed to them permanently, infibulated. Every sexual\nactivity shuold be made impossible.\n\nThese nails have marks, meaning, when the testes exceed the defined size in a\ncertain time, the male parts are cutted totally with sharp scissors - but with\na certain anesthesia (somehow humane). And the girls can take this\ninstruments, pulling, pushing, heatened it (this very common) - because the\nboys are held totally naked, even in bad winters. Normally the boys will cry\nand squeeze, but in all cases \u0084mother\" will beat them, their arse, their male\nparts, to show them, thats these organs are absolutely useless. And the males\nare called because of their lamentations the weeping pigs.\n\nIn age of 14 or 15 the boys were examined very strongly in public and some of\nthem are used for sperm donation. But all the others were taken to a circus\nshow organized by special state ceremony authorities. They were thrown to\nearth, sometimes bounded or chained and with some boot-kicks the \u0084male glory\"\nis destroyed. Sometimes boots with special metal caps were used (so-called\ncast-boots). Some girls snatched off the nails with the nuts, the cock is\nunhooked with saw, chopper or knifes. The bloody fountains from the abdomen,\nthe convulsive male parts are applaused by the girls, the red wells and the\nlamentations of the victims were quitted with orgiastic comments - the real\nnature of female behavior is coming out. In history this was well known of the\nspanish bull-fight. How many males came to death - totally unimportant: Nobody\nof these beauties is ever justified.\n\nThe language has changed likewise \\- there are no male forms. If the male\nunderling is meant - \u0084woman\" will use a prefix or suffix \u0084pig\", for instance\npig-kennel for the male living room. This was a proposal of the totally\nbeloved president A. Dwarking.\n\nThe sperm donators and the few men who have survived were kept in dungeons,\nhave to do slave works, naked, without payments. The sperm-milked will get\nbetter food and are in better healthy conditions. But they all reach only an\naverage age of 28 or 30. Then they were abolished in a special ceremony with\nmany speeches. But before they reach their personal paradise there remaining\nnuts and cocks were roasted alive and distributed among the (naturally female)\naudience.\n\nThere is only a small hope. During some scientific experiments some virus\nspread out and justified all women giving birth to girls will have a disease\npunishing both to a long-lasting death. A similar virus was distributed in\nformer days by the Liverstore laboratories by women (with a cruel hate against\nall males):\n\nthis was called aids by men / women.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Rita", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Be faithful or be careful", "Text": "One night a couple of years ago, my wife and I went to visit a friend of hers.\nTina lived in a rural farming community near Portland Oregon. She ran a small\nmotel there, 20 rooms, a kind of bed and breakfast place. We checked in and\nhad dinner. Tina came by the room later with some late night drinks, a kind of\nhot chocolate with Bailey\u2019s mixed in. I felt tired and went to sleep almost\nimmediately. When I woke up I couldn\u2019t move. I panicked and tried to move\nagain. There was something in my mouth that was uncomfortable, a kind of\nplastic tube. I tried to spit it out, but it was strapped around my head. I\nsaw Rita, my wife, looking at me from a chair. Looking down, I saw I was on\nsome kind of gurney. There were straps and belts holding me so I couldn\u2019t\nmove. I was wearing some kind of straightjacket with my arms crossed in front.\nThe jacket was attached to the gurney with straps. My head was confined too,\nbut I could look around the room. The upper portion of my body was upright at\nabout a 45-degree angle. There were other people in the room. I recognized\nsome of the other guests. There were also other gurneys with people strapped\nin. Several were struggling to get free like me. Then I noticed, all the\nconfined persons were men. The women with them were all sitting or talking to\nthem. There were 11 of us total on the gurneys. Rita said, \u2018Calm down, honey.\nEverything is alright.\u2019 I wanted to scream at her to get me off of this\ngoddamned thing, but the tube prevented me from doing anything but gurgle.\n\u2018It\u2019s okay, honey. Relax. We just have to wait our turn.\u2019 Seeing the confusion\non my face she continued, \u2018I\u2019ve made arrangements to have our little problem\nfixed. You look confused. Maybe I should explain. I know about you and Carol.\u201d  \nMy god! She knew about an affair I was having with a girl at work! Shit!\nProbably divorce and visiting privileges with the kids. Damn! I knew I should\nhave been more careful.  \n\u201cI know you two have been having an affair for the past six months. At first I\nwas hurt. I thought about a divorce, but what would that do to our kids?\nThey\u2019re too young to come from a broken family. After they graduate college we\ncan get a divorce, but until then, I think we should stay together. But back\nto our problem. How can I keep you from fooling around and maybe embarrassing\nthe family and me? I think I found the solution. I talked to Cathy and she\nsaid she had the same problem with Bill. She found that there is a way to keep\nhim faithful to her. So now I\u2019m going to make sure you are faithful to me and\nthe family too.\u201d  \nCathy was a fitness trainer at the gym Rita worked out at. I met her once.\nGreat body and real friendly. I never met Bill.  \n\u201cCathy said she had Bill fixed so he wouldn\u2019t ever cheat again. She gave me\nTina\u2019s number. I decided that this was the cure for our problem too.\u201d  \nSo Tina is some kind of marriage counselor. Seeing me relax, Rita continued.  \n\u201cTina offered to help us. Don\u2019t worry, she doesn\u2019t charge anything, just room\nand meals for the week we will be here. She\u2019s done this for over five years\nand is very good at it. I think you don\u2019t understand what she does. Tina is a\nkind of doctor. She specializes in male behavior modification, among other\nthings\u201d Rita giggled here. \u201cShe\u2019s agreed to take care of our problem too.\nStill confused? I\u2019m going to have your testicles cut off.\u201d  \nThat did it. I tried to get free again. I screamed and struggled, but I was\nstrapped tight. Rita smiled at me.  \n\u201cThat should stop you from fooling around anymore. Tina said it would curve\nyour sexual appetite. And I\u2019m sure Carol wouldn\u2019t want a man without any\nballs. Relax honey. Think of it as birth control. You wanted to have my tubes\ncut, remember? Well, we\u2019ll just cut your tubes instead.\u201d  \nI saw a gurney come out of a room to the side. The guy on it was crying.\nAnother was on the way in. The intended victim was fighting to get free. He\nwas trying to yell at his wife and looked very very mad. About 20 minutes\nlater he was wheeled out. He was crying too and very docile. I was scared. I\nsaw four others go in one after the other. Some mad, others looked scared or\njust resigned. They all came out crying and looked completely dejected. Then a\ncouple of ladies came over and Rita said, \u201cLooks like our turn.\u201d  \n\u201cHi. I\u2019m Sara and this is Kerri. We will be assisting in the operation. Are\nyou ready?\u201d stated Sara.  \n\u201cYes.\u201d Said Rita.  \nI tried to get free again, but I was exhausted from trying earlier. They\nwheeled me into the room. The room was plain and looked a lot like a kitchen.\nIt even had a refrigerator. No stove though. There were cabinets all around.\nReminded me of a big doctors office. Tina was there and was putting on some\nlatex gloves. She asked Rita, \u201cAre you sure you want to go through with this?\u201d\nRita replied immediately, \u201cYes.\u201d I screamed \u201cNO!\u201d but the mouthpiece only let\nout air. Kerri removed the sheet and blanket covering me. I was completely\nnaked. I flushed red from embarrassment. There was a kind of bar hanging down\nfrom the ceiling. Sara slid this under my ankles and strapped them in. They\nundid the straps holding my legs onto the gurney. I tried to kick free, but\nthe bar held me in place and I couldn\u2019t move my legs. They used this bar to\npull me from the gurney to a table. Sara and Kerri reattached me to the table\nthis time. The bar was raised and pulled toward my head. I was effectively\ndoubled over and still helpless to do anything. Sara then said she was going\nto shave my sac and balls. I struggled. She told me to keep still or she might\n\u2018accidentally cut\u2019 something. I stopped struggling. She held a small electric\ntrimmer, the kind you use on beards. She giggled then and asked Rita if she\nwanted to do the job. Rita smiled and said \u2018Sure, I\u2019ve done it enough times\nfor him! Time for him to see how it feels.\u2019 Rita took the little cutter and\nshaved my pubic hair and all the hair from my balls and groin area. She then\ntook some shaving cream and lathered it up. I felt her rubbing it on and then\nshe took a disposable razor and shaved me clean. They rinsed me clean and\ntoweled me dry. Kerri then came over with a syringe and small bottle of\nsomething. \u201cPain killer\u201d, was all she said. Rita asked, \u201c Then he won\u2019t feel\nanything?\u201d. \u201cHe\u2019ll have some feeling, but not much. Otherwise it will be very\npainful. He\u2019ll feel the cords cut though\u201d, replied Kerri.  \nShe then gave me a number of shots around my balls. My prick went numb and\ntingled a bit. Then Tina got between my legs. A tray was wheeled over and it\nhad scalpel and a number of scissor looking things. The scalpel looked like an\nx-acto knife. I had never seen one before. Tina picked it up and asked Rita\nagain, \u201cYou\u2019re sure?\u201d, to which Rita replied \u201cYes\u201d. Tina made a cut high on\nthe sac. I felt the cut more as a pulling sensation than anything else. There\nwas a little blood, but not much. She reached in and pulled out a testicle. I\nfelt that. They hadn\u2019t given me any shots to the balls themselves, just around\nthe sac. It didn\u2019t hurt, but I could feel her pull it out. It wasn\u2019t what I\nexpected. It looked flesh colored and smooth with a string of flesh attached.\nI thought it would be clean with just some veins coming out of the end. The\nball was smooth but the connection was like a piece of chicken fat. Tina\npulled the ball and used a couple of long scissors type clamps on the cords.\nShe then used some black string to tie the cord. She did this in two places\njust the other side of the clamps. She asked Rita, \u201cWant to make the final\ncut?\u201d Of course Rita said yes. She took some long scissors from Sara. \u201cCut\nbetween the two clamps\u201d. Rita smiled and made the final cut. I screamed. I\nreally didn\u2019t feel any pain, but I felt the cut emotionally deeper than\nanything I had ever felt in my life. I started to cry. My body started to\ntremble all over. I couldn\u2019t stop shaking. I saw Tina showing the now free\nball to Rita. She put it on the small table that held the surgical tools.\nKerri removed the clamps and sewed the opening shut. Tina then made the second\ncut on the other side. Same thing and when it came time for the cut, Rita\nagain did it. She said \u201cThis is for your own good, honey\u201d and made the final\ncut. I screamed again. I was sobbing uncontrollably and shaking all over. I\nwanted to double over and protect my wounded and destroyed groin area. Again\nTina showed Rita the detached ball. I watched as they rinsed it in a jar of\nsome liquid and then put them in another jar filled with some liquid. Tina\nasked Rita if she wanted them. She said no. I wanted to beg her to keep them.\nThey were mine and I wanted to keep them. Maybe they could put them back on.\nRita asked what they did with them. Sara said they usually sold them to\ncollectors or anyone else who wanted them. She said most of the buyers were\nwomen and giggled. I kept begging, keep them, but could only mumble through\nthe tube. Kerri sewed me up again and then they put me back on the gurney. I\nwas wheeled out and back to our room. I cried the whole way. They gave me a\nshot and I went to sleep. When I woke up I thought maybe it was a dream. I\ncouldn\u2019t move and I knew it wasn\u2019t. The mouth piece was gone and I saw Rita\nsitting watching some tv show. I said \u201cWhy?\u201d Rita looked at me and said it was\nto save our family. Well, that was two years ago. We stayed at motel a week\nand the cuts healed. Sara cut away the stitches. They let me out of the\nstraight jacket the second day. I was too weak to do anything but rest and\nsleep. I was really depressed. Rita drove us home. I cried a lot back then. I\nfelt like I should hate her and want to kill her, but didn\u2019t have the energy\nor the will. It did stop my even looking at other women. I tried masturbating\na few months after the operation. I did manage to come, but it didn\u2019t feel as\ngood as before. Rita and I don\u2019t have sex anymore. She doesn\u2019t say anything\nabout it or the operation. She never was much for sex anyway. I miss the\nexcitement of it, but don\u2019t have much desire for it anymore. I spend more time\nwith the family now. Rita says I\u2019m a better husband and father now. I want to\nstay with her even after all that has happened. What else can I do? I just\nhope she wants to stay with me. If we ever do get a divorce, what would I do?\nShe told me when we get the divorce she wants the house and everything in it.\nIf not, she\u2019ll make my castration public to my family and the kids. So I try\nand make her happy so we stay together.  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 226, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "An Interesting Story", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, implied humil", "Summary": "A husband and wife have a conversation about castration as a possible solution.", "Text": "` \"Castration is perfectly natural,\" she said. `\n\n\"I don't think so,\" he replied. \"Mother nature gives boys balls for a reason.\"\n\n\"Yes, but you're a man now.\"\n\n\"What is that supposed to mean?\"\n\n\"Your balls have already served their purpose. You don't need them anymore.\"\n\n\"What about having kids?\"\n\n\"We can freeze samples of your sperm for that. Face it, you don't need them.\"\n\n\"What if I want them?\"\n\n\"What about what I want?\"\n\n\"You want me to lose my balls?\"\n\n\"Frankly, yes.\"\n\n\"But why?\"\n\n\"Because I think our relationship would be better without them. You would\nfocus on my needs instead of getting your rocks off.\"\n\n\"But my thing would shrink.\"\n\n\"Your thing can afford some shrinkage. It's really not that important. It's\nnot much more than a tool for delivering sperm and piss, and you don't need to\ndeliver sperm, and you can piss just fine with a small dick.\"\n\n\"I still don't think it's natural.\"\n\n\"Honey, ask yourself: if Nature had intended men to keep their balls why did\nshe make them so easy to remove. I mean, they look like they were meant to be\ntaken off. Just look at the way yours dangle!\"\n\n\"Well . . .\"\n\n\"Just think about it, okay? I know you want our relationship to be the best it\ncan be and I want you to consider that your testes might be getting in the way\nof that goal.\"\n\n\"Well, I guess it doesn't hurt to think about it.\"\n\n\"No, it doesn't. Goodnight, Honey.\"\n\n\"Goodnight, Dear.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Greenhorn", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "A naive young Easterner gets a disastrous dose of reality in a west coast seaport.", "Text": "Alas, as I recall how preposterously callow I was at 21, I wince, for it was\nthat naivete which led to my ruin almost immediately upon arrival at the west\ncoast.  \n\nI had just disembarked from the steamer and was about to seek out my hotel.\nRecently graduated from Harvard University, I had accepted a position as a law\nclerk in a small west coast seaport. I was attired in the height of New York\nfashion in a pin-striped grey serge suit, wearing pince-nez and with a\nsupercilious expression. My hair was marcelled in the newly popular New York\nstyle, though I am from Boston. In short, I was the very figure of the well-\nto-do Eastern greenhorn.\n\n  \nThere were temporarily idle dock workers milling about the pier, a gang of\nbrutal-looking toughs. They \"sized me up\" and it was hate at first sight. They\nbegan jeering at me and making obscene remarks reflecting adversely upon my\nmanhood.  \n\nI tried to ignore them and brush by them but one muscular bully seized my\nshoulder and said \"Where you goin', pansy ?\" I barked \"Unhand me, you\nruffian\", whereupon he bursted into uproarious laughter. I stepped back a pace\nand assumed the \"Ready\" posture from \"The Manly Art of Self-Defense.\" That is,\nlegs apart to form a firm foundation and with one fist before the other in\nfront of my face.  \n\nThis posture embodies a tacit assumption that one's opponent is acquainted\nwith the Marquis of Queensbury's rules and intends to abide by them. I am sure\nthat this brute had never heard of the Marquis of Queensbury and that if he\nhad been made acquainted with the rules would have derived great mirth from\nthem.\"Oh, so it wants to fight, does it ?\" he roared. The fight, if such it\ncan be called, was very brief. Only one blow was struck. It came from behind\nthe dock-worker's right hip and ended between my thighs.I never had any\nopportunity to use \"The Manly Art of Self-Defense\" I was too busy screaming,\nretching, and clutching at my mangled generative organs.\n\n  \nI was overwhelmed not only by the intolerable agony which I was suffering, but\nby the shocking indecency of what had just been done to me. Fortunately, I did\nnot remain conscious for very long. I awakened in a physician's surgery, sans\nluggage, sans wallet, sans pince-nez, and sans testicles. Dr. MacLaren assured\nme that having sustained third degree contusions my seminal glands had been\nrendered entirely and permanantly functionless and could not be saved.  \n\nAt my request, Dr. MacLaren telephoned my employer-to-be and informed him that\nI had been injured in a \"accident\" on the pier but would be able to report for\nwork in a week. I was, and still am, devastated by my loss and soon decided\nthat I must absorb myself utterly in my work at the law office to avoid\nthinking about my wretched state.I also decided never to tell my father what\nhad happened to me. He would be greatly saddened by the prospect of never\nhaving any grandchildren.  \n\nFinancially, I have prospered, but I take no joy in it.Bereft of manhood, I\nlead a bleak loveless life.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Taming of Horton part 5", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Written for Ingemar this is the fith part of the Taming of Horton seris. It deals with Horton`s last chance to save his balls by satisfying his wife Carol.", "Text": "` Horton`s balls recoverd from the electric shocks quite quikly but he was\nmore disturbed by Janice having a collection of testicals. All he could see\nwere those jars with thier neat labels. Would one soon say Horton Black ? It\nmade him feal a chill. Seeing them like that made it all so much more real and\nimedate. Things were looking grim for Horton`s balls. `\n\nA few days after his meeting with Janice Carol called Horton into the bedroom.\n\"Horton I have decided to give you one last chance. Satisfy me the way Mark\ndoes or lose your balls. Undress me now.\" Shaking Horton complied. He fumbled\nwith her clothes relizing that one of the great moments of his life had come.\nIt was litteraly now or never. Finaly he got Carol out of her clothes. Once\nthey were both on the bed and Horton needed to enter her disaster struck. He\nlost his erection. It was the performance angsity to end all perfomance\nangsity. If his genitals did not perform now they would be sergicaly ruined by\nJanice and her scalpul. The very fear of failure was ensuring that the worst\npossible consiquences would follow. Fear of being castrated was ensuring that\nhe would ,in fact, be castrated. It was a helish situation. He realy wanted\nCarol. He had never seen anyone more disirable in his life. Yet in his mined\nhe was haunted by the image of Janice and her ball collection. Finaly, after\nan hour, they gave up. The attempte had failed. Carol was full of pity\"It wont\nbe that bad Horton . Look at Bob and Janice. They are happy. We can be happy\nthe same way. With you as my Eunuch and Mark as my Stud we will all have a\ngreat life.\" Finaly she made an offer he could not believe\" It disgusts me\nHorton but it would be just once. Horton I am willing to masturbate you just\nthis once. Tommorow we go to Janice and you lose your balls for ever but\ntonight I will masturbate you.\" Horton was genuinly pleased he relised what a\nbig sacrafice Carol was making for him. She realy must love him to jerk him\noff even if she was going to have his balls cut off the next day.\n\nLater that night Carol tighed Horton`s hands behined his back. Still naked she\nlay back on the bed exposing her self to Horton`s gaze. She gentaly took hold\nof his cock and slowly began to masturbate him as he aproached climax she\nsaid\" This is it Horton the last time ever for you.\" When he finaly came it\nwas an sxplosion the best orgasum of his life. His load shot across Carol`s\nnaked stomach, pooling in her belly button. it was a suitable swansong for\nHorton`s balls. Soon after Carol moped her stomach dry with tisue paper and\nneatly flushed away the last of Horton`s seed. Tommorow would bring the trip\nto see Janice and the cuts of her scalpul but for tonight Horton would sleep\nin Carol`s arms untroubled.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Rapist's Testicles Bitten Off", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Sexual Punishment", "Summary": "News Story from Reuter\\'s. Rapist loses testicles the hard way.", "Text": "` From the International section of May 19, 2001 \"Scotsman\". `\n\nSex attacker's testicles bitten\n\n\"A woman walked into police headquarters in Chigago early yesterday and handed\nover a pair of testicles she said she had bitten off a man who had sexually\nassaulted her.\n\n\"'During the assault, the female victim got the man's testicles in her mouth\nand bit them off' the investigating police officer, Thomas\n\nDonegan, said.\n\n\"The police headquarters are a short walk from where the attack\n\noccurred, Mr Donegan added.\n\n\"The man found his way to a hospital where he underwent unsuccessful\n\nreattachment surgery. He was being questioned by police.\n\n\"The 42-year-old woman was treated at another hospital and released.\" -\n\nReuters  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 9, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Interrogation", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "War is Hell.", "Text": "` The raid on the farm yielded four prisoners. Two died of their injuries, but\nthe other two, a Rebel leader and a teenage boy, were captured unharmed. Major\nCarl, the interrogator, believed that the man had useful information on troop\ndeployments, and he was sure that the boy knew nothing. `\n\nBoth prisoners were tied to posts ten feet apart in the barn. They had been\nstripped naked and were tied with their feet behind the post and with their\narms stretched high over their heads. The man was about fifty, a little on the\nheavy side, and had black, curly hair covering his body. Like most really\nhairy men and apes his genitals were small, although fifty years of gravity\nhad pulled them low in his scrotum. His flaccid cock, veteran of thousands of\ncopulations, was nearly hidden in the dense mat of hair. That is, his balls\nhad been small when Carl started the interrogation, but during the course of\nthe questioning they had swollen to double their ordinary size. Carl had seen\nmany men naked, and had handled many of theri balls, and knew that hairy men\nusually had small balls and cocks. The drugs and electro-shock machine at\nheadquarters would reveal the true extent of their manhood, as they both\nbrought out erections, but he didn't have these devices available in the field\nso he had to rely on old-fashioned pain and torment, and this subject's\nresistance was admirable. He had been beated, hit in his balls, and even\nthreatened with castration, and still had provided no information.\n\nCastration was not a usual option for Carl, as a man who would surrender his\nballs to keep a secret would die before revealing it. A man can only be\ncastrated once, Carl knew, but can have his bones broken many times and will\nheal so that a resourceful interrogator can do it again. Castration was a\ndesignated punishment for many crimes against the Federation, and Carl had\nnutted his share of prisoners, but never during their interrogations.\n\nThe boy was tied to the opposite post in full view of the father. He obviously\nfavored his mother, as he was much lighter in complexion than the father. He\nwas still beardless, but a shadow of hair graced his upper lip and was\nspreading outward from his crotch and sprouting from his armpits. He was\nnearly as tall as the father, and his genitals were already larger than the\nfather's. Carl figured that the boy was a virgin, as the Rebels rarely had\ngirls with them. His only experience had probably been with his own hand\nunless he fucked sheep. A thin trickle of dried blood adorned the youth's\nhailess scrotum and slender teenage cock. Carl had grabbed the boy's balls two\nhours ago and nicked them with his knife in his search for information. The\nboy immediately pissed on ther floor and fainted, proving to Carl that he knew\nnothing.\n\n'Perhaps the boy is the key to the father.' Carl thought, as he once again\nroughly grabbed the boy's nuts and unsheathed his knife.\n\n\"You are a brave man, Major, and although you don't fear death please consider\nthe fate of your son. He killed two of my men today,\" Carl said as he brought\nthe knife near the terrified boy's stretched scrotum. For that he should die.\nHe fought bravely this morning however, and he deserves a warrior's death by a\nfiring squad instead of spending the rest of his life as a castrated,\ntoothless field whore forced to lick his own shit from his enemies' cocks. I\noffer a quick, merciful death for your son in exchange for some information.\"\n\nThe Major answered by spitting on Carl's shiney boots. Carl put the knife away\nand savagely kneed both the man and the boy in the nuts. \"Send in Fulber!\" He\nshouted to his aide.\n\nSergeant Fulber, or 'Full Bore' as he was nicknamed, was about thiry years old\nand had been with Carl many years. He had been wounded in the head during a\nskirmish four years ago, and that had resulted in a totally changed\npersonallity for the soldier. Before he had been shy and reserved. Now he was\ncompletely uninhibited and would immediately obey any order. It was often said\nthat Fulber would shit in his own mess kit and cheerfully eat it if ordered by\nCarl to do so. He was still a fearless, intelligent trooper, but he had lost\nthe ability to speak and now replied with had signals and grunts. While they\nwaited for Fulber to arrive the men released the boy from the post and trussed\nhim up on the floor.\n\nFulber entered the barn and smartly saluted.\n\n\"Fuck the boy, Fulber.\" Carl ordered. Fulber quickly undressed. When nude it\nwas obvious why he was called Full Bore. His seven inch penis wasn't\nextaordinarily long for a big man, but it was a full three inches thick and\nthe sight of the naked boy had brought it to full attention. Before the head\nwound Fulber would have never publicly masturbated or taken a women, much less\nsodomized a boy, but the accident had unearthed some hidden penchant for boys\nand now he was hot to trot no matter who was looking.\n\nAnother side effect of Fulber's wound was his endurance. Most sex-starved\ntroopers were only capable of a few minutes of copulation before they popped,\nbut Fulber was always good for a least a half hour in the saddle and often\ntwice that. He was soon putting all his heart into his command performance,\nand the boy, face down in his own urine, had stopped screaming. The father\nstrained against his bonds, but still refused to speak even as he watched the\nviolation of the boy.\n\nFulber enjoyed a forty-five minute aerobic workout before he rolled off of the\nboy spent, with his bloody cock rapidly deflating. The boy rolled onto his\nside, revaling a white puddle of his own seed had been forced from him by\nFulber's prostate massage.\n\nCarl opened his trousers and hosed the blood and semen from the boy's thighs\nbefore training the stream of piss on his head. He then grabbed the boy for\nthe third time that day, unsheathed his knife, and then dragged the sceaming\nboy by his balls over to the father.\n\n\"This is your last chance, Major.\" Carl had barely finished speaking when the\nwad of phlegm hit him in his face. He didn't hesitate this time and ther knife\nfinished its slice.\n\n\"Call for the field surgeon.\" Carl commanded, wiping his face. \"I want this\nboy to live until he is old enough to execute.\"\n\nCarl held the severed organs close to the Major's face. \"Has the Rebellion\nsunk so low as to allow beardless boys to be castra....\" A volley of gunfire\ninterrupted his tirade, and then the door crashed in as the Rebel forces\nrecaptured the farm.\n\nThe major donned a fresh uniform and met with the Captain an hour later in the\nbarn.\n\n\"That was close.\" He told his subordinate. \"You came just in time. By the way,\nhow is the Horton boy?\"\n\n\"The doctor has stopped the bleeding and is dressing the wound. He should be\nokay.\"\n\n\"I don't know how 'okay' he'll be.\" The Major said nudging the remains of the\nboy's manhood with the toe of his boot.\n\nBoth men were silent awhile before the Captain spoke. \"At least we won't have\nto worry about him sniffing around our daughters anymore.\" The boy had lived\nwith several families since he had been orphaned, and many of the fathers were\nstarting to be concerned with the effect that the handsome teen had on their\ndaughters.\n\n\"What about the prisoners we captured?\" The Captain asked, changing the\nsubject.\n\n\"Shoot them all except for Major Carl and Sergeant Fulber. The boy can deal\nwith them when he's feeling a little better.\"\n\n\"Yes Sir! That should cheer him up some.\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 61, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 83, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Short One", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, Snuff", "Summary": "Re telling an old tale.", "Text": "` SHORT ONE `\n\nShe hummed softly to herself as she took the covers off her husband, and\nopened his pajama bottoms. \u201cNever again, never again.\u201d She hummed to herself.\nThe woman at the surgical supply store said this was the finest needle they\nhad, ideal for diabetics. Of course neither she nor her husband were\ndiabetics. By going over and over the Internet she was able to obtain curare\nand a painkiller. She injected small amount all around the base of her\nhusband\u2019s penis, then into and around his scrotum. Looking at her watch she\nwaited five minutes. Then she took a razor scalpel and castrated the sleeping\nman, first removing the skin, then cutting off his balls from their cords,\nthese she carefully laid on the night stand. \u2018Not much blood from that.\u2019 she\nthought. \u201cAh well big boy will take care of that.\u201d She went to work and cut\noff her husband\u2019s penis, and got the results she was looking for, the area\nbetween his legs began to fill with blood.\n\nShe move to the head of the bed sat down and move her husbands head into her\nlap, and held his hand. \u201cWake up dear.\u201d She said as she slowly shook him.\n\n\u201cWhat, what\u2019s wrong, I\u2019m all wet, what\u2019s happening.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh you poor thing you\u2019re dying, and there is nothing anyone can do to save\nyou. But I\u2019ll stay right here until you pass over.\u201d\n\n\u201cI am dying, I\u2019m cold, what\u2019s wrong.\u201d\n\n\u201cYour dying Fred and there is nothing anyone can do for you.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh my, I have a confession to make, I have been unfaithful to you.\u201d\n\n\u201cI know dear, that\u2019s why I castrated, you, now be quiet and let the bleeding\nkill you.\u201d\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Series: Part VI -- The Olympic Champion\u2019s memoir", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "None", "Text": "I was the only Amazon who won in the Olympic Games.  We attended the \ngame only once.  Our team was small.  I won the champion in \nwrestling.  We got two second places and four third places in other \nareas.  It was excellent performance for a team of fourteen.  \nAfterwards, the males did not want us to attend any more.  It was a \npity.  I would like to let them see how we can compete and defeat \nthem on equal terms.\n\n\n\nThe rules were simple.  Everyone competed in nude, no clothes \nallowed.  Anything was permitted.  The one who surrendered or was \npushed out of the circle lost.  Most men shaved their heads.  I cut \nmy hair very short.  Everyone put oil on the body to make it hard for \nthe opponent to grab.  After a round, the winners drew lots to get \nthe next opponent.\n\n\n\nThe first three rounds was easy.  Then I defeated the other Amazon, \nJoann, in the fourth round.  I faced the champion of Athens in the \nsemi-final.  He was about my size, but stronger.  We were about equal \nin skill.  But he was definitely stronger.  We had been wrestling for \na while.  He twisted my arm.  I fell, pulling him down.  Goddess \nsmiled on me that day.  His balls fell on my left knee.  As he \nretched and nursed his balls, I pushed him out of the circle easily.\n\n\n\nI faced the champion of Sparta in the final.  He was a lot bigger \nthan me.  Judging from the way he handled his opponents, he was also \na lot stronger.   He also had the biggest cock in the Olympic Games.  \nI watched a lot of games other than wrestling.  This Spartan \nwrestling champion beat them all.  Now, his twelve inch cock was \nfully erect.  That did not surprise me.  I was stunningly beautiful \nthen.  My slim body contrasted sharply with my big firm breasts.  My \nlong legs ended in a thick golden brush.  Every one of my male \nopponents was aroused.  So were many audience.  \n\n\n\nI knew I would lose.  He was too strong and skillful.  His opponents \nwere all too easy.  He did not use his full strength to dispose of \nthem.  But he had other ideas.  He was going to broke me in front of \neveryone.  He was going to show male superiority to the world.  He \nwas dragging out the match.  He was squeezing my breasts, sucking one \nand then the other.  He pinned my arms above my head and freed one \nhand to roam my body.  Then he was ready to deliver the final \ninsult.  He grabbed both my hands and held them above my head.  Then \nhe forced open my legs.  He was going to rape me slowly in front of \neveryone.  His huge cock was rubbing its way up my left leg.  If I \ndid not do something soon, it would be inside me.  \n\n\n\nPanic gave me the inhuman strength.  I twisted my wrist and broke \nfree.  I hit his balls hard.  His arms lost their strength.  His body \nrolled into a ball.  He tried to hold his balls and nurse them.  But \nI was faster.  I grabbed his balls first and squeezed them hard.  He \nalmost screamed but managed to hold it back.  He knew he lost.  He \nquickly whispered he surrendered.  But I had none of that.  I was in \ncharge.  I was going to drag it out for the whole world to see.  I \nwas going to have my sweet revenge for trying to rape me.  And I told \nhim.\n\n\n\nI squeezed his balls again and again.  He was  totally helpless.  I \nrelaxed my grip, massaging his balls.  He tried to make a quick \nmove.  I squeezed hard.  He limped.  I got on top of him, rubbing my \npussy against his leg.  Everyone thought that I was raping him.  His \ncock was still hard.  It was very erotic for him to rub his well \noiled body against mine.  After a while, I got up, still holding his \nballs.  I began to masturbate him slowly.  Everyone could see it \nnow.  I brought him to the brink and stopped, giving him a hard \nsqueezed on the balls instead.  Then I dragged him up by his balls.  \nHe resisted.  I sweetly told him to obey or I would crush his balls.  \nThe whole stadium was in stunned silence except the five Amazons.  I \nled him by his balls around the circle three times.  \n\n\n\nFinally, I decided that I humiliated him enough.  It was time to end \nthe match and claim the championship.  I squeezed his balls hard.  He \nfell to the ground.  I followed him.  Suddenly I felt one ball go pop \nin my hand.  A second later, the other ball also burst.  I felt \nelectric excitement through my body. I let go of his ball sac.  He \nwas rolling on the ground.  I stood up and put a foot on his ass.  \nThen I raised my arms in victory salute.  \n\n\n\nThere was one more thing to do.  I pushed him out of the circle.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 21, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 107, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Glans Removal", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, Glansectomy", "Summary": "Removal of Glans", "Text": "` I am an adult male 44 years old who over the years I have have many thoughts\nand different ways to fantasize, masterbate and get off sexually. The latest\nPenis Modification was the most severe and probably the most satisfying thing\nI've ever done to myself. `\n\nI had my penis Circumcised with a tight close circumcision about 20 years of\nage. I did a PA, then a Meatomy and a Reverse PA as well as Sounding inserted\nin penis during materbation and fucking. I finally decided to do something\nreally different about a year ago.\n\nWith a week off from work and planning on being alone I decided to do a\nGlansectomy on myself. I gathered the required implements and instruments I\nwould need and performed the removal of my glans as follows:\n\nI inserted a surgical steel tube into my urethra the length of my penis when\nsoft, Tied cord around the glans at the groove and tightened to cut off all\ncirculation and blood flow. I tied a second cord in the same manner and place\nin case the cord broke or came loose. After about 3 hours of being tied I had\nno feeling at all in the glans when I pierced with needle and almost no blood.\nAt this time I cut the glans just ahead of the cords completely around and to\nthe steel tube, slid off the severed glans and left the tube in place with the\ncords also.\n\nAfter 3 days the cords fell off and I took the tube out, as a result the end\nof my penis had a flat cut end right at the groove where my glans was,\nalthough it was swollen it soon went down and I wound up with a flat ended\npenis with out a \"head\" and when erect the shaft skin on penis shaft is very\ntight as a result of the close tight circumcision.\n\nNow that my penis has healed completely, I can fuck and masterbate as before,\nIt does feel very different due to the feeling of the glans being gone and the\nscar skin over the end of my penis is very sensative. It takes longer to have\nan orgasm now due to the change in feeling and stimulation.\n\nAll in All after a little over a year I very much like my new penis.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 60, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "BitchFuck's Autobiography  Part I", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, S/M, electro, and more", "Summary": "A Master tires of a slave and makes good use of every part!All the usual disclaimers: not for minors, or adults not interested. Sorry its in pieces (I hate little story blips too) but need some feedback. FIRST TIME AUTHOR!", "Text": "` `\n\nI am naked and chained in a box in the back of a truck. Where my Master is\ntaking me, I dont know. But i dont have a good feeling about it.\n\nMaster spent the morning working extra hard on me. He left 10# wts hang from\nmy balls all morning... my sack is stretched out a good 6 more inches.. He had\nme hanging from my wrists.. taking a belt and Nailing my ass.. would make the\nheavy ball wt.. swing back and forth.. he would time his Strokes to match.. so\nmy body jerking would make the wt swing more... and pull my balls even further\ndown.\n\nHe released my arms and bent me over a bench about waist high... then had me\nhold my ass checks wide open... he loved beating the hell out of my hole... he\nloved to watch it swell.. and turn blue.. as I screamed for mercy. But he\nrarely gave any mercy.. he like to Slam his cock into my hole.. right after he\nfinished... said the warmth and tightness from it being so swollen pleased his\ncock. Its all about his pleasure!\n\nHe turned on the power to the electrodes attached to my cock... He loves the\nfeel of my ass twitching in pain... as my cock if fried with electro... I am\nscreaming in pain.. unable to decide which hurts worse.. But he hold me in\nplace with his arm on my neck.. and his cock in my ass\n\nfinally he stops.. but just to reposition me... on my back.. legs spread wide.\nHe attaches a noose to my cockhead.. and throws the rope over a beam above...\nHe moves the wts that were on my balls to that.. so that my cock is being\nripped from my body. He covers my tits and legs with clothes pins. Now its\ntime for my balls to be attached to the electro box... and he turns up the\njuice... i scream... but he stuff his cock deep in my throat.... NO more sound\ncomes out of me... but I struggle to breath... I have to time my breaths..\nwith his cock strokes... in..out...in .out..\n\ni can only see his beautiful cock and balls.. and his ass.. My Master is\nincredible!\n\nIncredible pain racks my body.. as he covers my cockhead in hot wax... i try\nto escaped... but he punches my balls.... and I quiet down. I exist for his\npleasure..\n\nfinally my cock is encased in wax.. and feels like its burnt and raw.. Master\ngrabs my legs.. and pulls them toward him.. and attaches them to the wall\nbehind. his head.. Time for more ass work.. as he inserts a long dildo up my\nhole.. it starts small.. but ends up very thick.. with a small ring at the\nbase.. once my hole closes around the ring... its there for a long while... My\nass is still sore and the dildo hurts like hell.. but he pays no\nattention...and works it in/out... deeper and deeper.. till it is wedged in my\nhole..\n\nHe gets up.. and pulls his cock free of my mouth... and hoods and gags me..\n\nI try to beg him not to .. but with the gag.. only mmrrrhppfff ..mmmrrhffhhh\ncan be heard..\n\nthe first belt strike on my ass stings and i jerk... But he keeps landing them\nall over my ass.. occasionally hitting my balls. I almost pass out. I lose\ntrack of how many... 10...15.. 30... i have no clue.. All i know is the bliss\nof pain... and knowing I am his property.\n\nFinally .. its stops.. my ass is ablaze., my balls ache from the electro, and\nthe pins are biting the skin... I am crying as he slams his cock back into\nme... and fucks me hard... and rough... He can fuck for a long time... myh ass\nis so sore.. I am screaming.... Finally I feel his cock slam in DEEP>> and he\nholds me ass to his cock tight. His cock begins to pulse.. and he empties his\nload..\n\nIt was then.. that he put the dog harness on me... chains attaching my ankles,\nwriests to my ballls.. If I tried to standup.. it would rip my balls off.\nHeavy metal collar locked in place.. and the plug still up my ass.. he walked\nme out to the yard, let me piss.. and loaded me in the crate in the truck.\n\nI dont have a good feeling about where we are going....\n\n(to be cont)  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 68, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cash, Credit, or Cock?", "Tags": "TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, TRAVELERS' CHECKOUT", "Summary": "<FONT size=5><P class=MsoNormal style=\"MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt\"><SPAN style=\"FONT-SIZE: 18pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Bell MT'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt\"><FONT color=#000000>Your Masterbater card is not the only way to pay when you tie one on (and/or tie \"it\" off)&nbsp;in Thailand.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = \"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office\" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P></FONT>", "Text": "` `\n\n\u201cAmerican Sexpress\u201d is a hard-to-find hardon store in Bangkok.\n\nIt\u2019s in the attic of a strip club where the strippers are mostly petite asian-\noriental shemales, mostly still with cute cocks of all shape and size, but\nwith some eager to display a dreamy crotch of silky smooth nothingness.\n\nYou might hear it from the studly bottomless bartender. You might hear it from\nthe bare-breasted waitresses. Or, you might even hear it from one of the\n\u201cgirls\u201d during a private lap dance.\n\n\u201cWill that be cash, credit, or cock?\u201d they will ask as you order Sake on the\nrocks, or when you order something devilishly delicious off the menu, or when\nthe devil in you has been groping a sexy shemale bodylicious babe for a\n20-song all-nude touch-anywhere lap dance set.\n\nWith Sake on the rocks ordered cum-covered at $500 a shot, four meaty-balls\nspaghetti at $8,000 a plate, and the 20-song fantasy at $100 each, you might\nfind your wallet too empty and your credit cards too near their limits.\n\nIf you ask for the nearest ATM, you\u2019ll be directed to American Sexpress, shown\nthe secret doorway and given the password of the day. Even when you get there,\nyou might decide that you\u2019ll be spending with neither cash nor credit today.\n\nWhen you eye the merchandise for sale at American Sexpress, the hardon store\ngets you raging right away. Again, you might hear, \u201cWill that be cash, credit,\nor cock?\u201d\n\n\u201cHere, you can barter with your balls,\u201d offers the saleswoman (or sales\nshemale-woman). $1,000 per gonad is the going rate. Your whole cock-ball combo\nwill get you $15 to $30 grand, depending on just how grand it really is.\n\nIf you are in the neighborhood and in the market for some kinky packages \u2013 and\nwilling to consider losing _your_ package -- stop in and see and feel some\nshemale sexiness.\n\nYou\u2019ve got nothing to lose to at least think about losing it. It is usually a\ngood happy deal all the way around.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 56, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 18, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Great Balls on Fire", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Goodness, gracious ...", "Text": "` Right now, it\u2019s Too-cold in Toronto and Real-nice in Rio. `\n\nBut the climate isn\u2019t the only warm thing in the southern hemisphere.\n\nSometimes ( _often_ where I am) a pair (or two or three or twenty) of those\ngorgeous masculine spheres also soak up the sun (or lighter fluid or other\nincendiary substance) in the hemisphere down here.\n\nEunuch.org is one of the favorite web sites in the cartel Chateau where I have\nbeen stationed, but not stationary, for the last few months. To the great\nauthors on the site, let me say that your talents are highly praised at this\ntop-shelf pony farm.\n\nIf you write it, they do it...\n\n_Anything, within in reason. And basically there is no reason around here._\n\nWhatever tempts you or turns you on is available. That is, if your tanned-\nscrotum coin purse has more than just small change. It better have the ready-\naccess number of your large Swiss or Cayman bank account too.\n\n... For example, a couple months back a eunuch.org author gave instructions on\nhow to remove a penis head. The glans-removal plan was just grand. Go to one\nof the many sub-male livestock barns and see for yourself.\n\nThen there was the modest proposal for a holiday cock-removal party. Every\nproposed playful act was acted out with great sucking and with great success.\n\nLately, I\u2019ve been writing screen plays for their extreme erotic productions.\nActual shooting is months away, so let me tell you about one of the unscripted\nepisodes I\u2019ve seen lately.\n\nDid any of you realize that many, many men around the big, big world would do\njust about anything, anything to enjoy the pleasure of losing, losing their\nballs, balls, balls?\n\nOf course you realize it. That\u2019s why you hang out, or hang _them_ out, at\neunuch.org.\n\nJust the other day, a couple of German sissy-boys-in-love came to cum together\nwhere they really did see fireworks. Because in part their parts _were_ the\nfireworks.\n\nAnd they wanted beautiful naked women to light their fire.\n\nThey were pampered and prepped for days. They were just gorgeous when it was\ntime for their gorgeous gory ceremony.\n\nTwo tight glory holes in the same large pane of thermal-resistant glass. Four\nlarge gonads popped through the holes, ready for fun on the business side of\nthe glass.\n\nTheir exposure was perfect. Their view of their own perfection was also\nperfect. Crystal clarity for their event of rarity.\n\nWe could see just fine too. And the Hollywood-caliber film crew and equipment\nalso aimed just right.\n\nThe naked beauties were flown in special, because they had registered (and\npaid for) their own fantasies to one day be fulfilled. This was the day, the\nday their fem-dom dreams to burn some balls would be theirs to live.\n\nFlamb\u00e9 of faggot was the lunch special that day.\n\nMarinated in grain alcohol, the gonads sizzled with appetizing aroma. The\nhappy male donors were sutured and ready to be sent on their happy way.\n\nOne of the girls was a French gourmet chef.\n\nThe preparation and the presentation were perfect.\n\nEven the happy, happy newly ball-less happily feasted their eyes on the\nfantastic feast.\n\nThey were offered, and hungrily accepted, a small taste of themselves.\n\nLast, but not least.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat, No Cattle (2)", "Tags": "Other: Cum Ranching", "Summary": "Various male nubiles are captured for nefarious purposes.", "Text": "[continued]\nAfter an hour or so sitting on the edge of a stainless steel cot in\nhis monochromatic cell, Larry began to notice that his penis had not\ncompletely gone flaccid since his mysterious encounter with the\nwoman he had come to identify as \"the Warden\".  As a matter of fact,\nhe was now experiencing another, more gradual, erection.  \"Must have\nbeen whatever she inserted in my rectum\", he thought.  \"Must be some\nkind of aphrodesiac.\"  By the time the Warden returned, he was\ncompletely, almost painfully, erect and had opened his fly to\naccomodate the increased volume.\n\n\"I told you to pull up your pants, didn't I?\"  She locked the heavy\ndoor behind her, \"And that means zipping up.  Pull them down again.\"\nThis time she bent him over the side of the cot, secured his wrists\nto opposite bedposts with handcuffs, and produced an abbreviated\ncat-o-nines from a leather holster of sorts on her belt. \"For every\nnoise you emit, you will receive an additional two lashes.  Spread\nyour legs and keep your head down.\"  Larry's erection, enormous\nwhen the woman began lashing his hindquarters, began to deflate\nwithin the first five or six blows. When she finished the tenth\napplication, she stopped and used a fabric tape to measure the length\nand circumference of his now nearly flaccid penis.  She then continued\nflogging his buttocks for another ten lashes and measured once again.\n\nShe commented favorably on his stoic silence, something to the effect\nthat it saved her energy for the next subject, unshackled his wrists,\nand applied what smelled like antibiotic creme to his now welted\nbackside.  Then she gripped his genital packet with one hand, expertly\nmanipulating both penis and scrotum, while she tracked his reaction   \non a large round railroad-style stopwatch in the other.\n\n\"Your diserection is twenty percent quicker than average, I'm afraid,\nbut recovery is nearly twice the norm in both time and size.  You will\nprobably end up in B barn.  You'll like it there, they leave the\nheat on all night.\"\n\n[to be continued]", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 6, "longest_sentence": 57, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (6) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gelded Stud - Final Part", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Completing the gelded Stud story", "Text": "\"Well this fixes this stud, he won't breed again\". At that, he closed the jaws\nof the burdizzo. John was now sterile, a eunuch, his balls would no longer\nproduce any sperm, and in a little while John would lose his sex drive while\nhis nuts gradually shriveled away.\n\nA big penalty for someone who was careless about sex and lacking\nresponsibility for his actions. $ kids from his nuts were enough anyway for a\nguy, but who knows what those last spurts into both women before hi nuts were\ndestroyed would produce?  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 6, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Alia - Part 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Princess Alia discovers for the first time what happens to boys in her Palace.", "Text": "She was fifteen years of age now and the only males the Princesss had come\ninto contact with up to now were all geldings. And to make matters worse they\nwere all old geldings. Her father, the Emperor, forbade the presence of any\nentire males in her vicinity. All of her male slaves were older men who had\nbeen cut years before. Many of them had actually been slaves of her mother the\nQueen , who had died years ago. When she was younger Alia had not paid much\nattention to them and was accustomed to them being around the Palace. But as\nwith all young girls, the urges of the flesh began to grow stronger as she\ngrew older. She began to notice that the other slaves in the Palace were not\nall old and obese like those who tended her in her apartments. She never had\nmuch contact with her father, a rather cold and austere figure. The only\nperson she was close to was her handmaiden Teela, a slave of about thirty\nyears of age who had also served her deceased mother. When she began to ask\nquestions about the large number of young male slaves about the Palace it was\nto Teela she turned for enlightenment. At first Teela just smiled and seemed\nsomewhat reluctant to say anything. But Alia began to wear her down with her\ncontinuous questioning.  \n\" Those slaves belong to your father\" she said.  \n\" But why are they not old like mine, most of them are just young boys, why\ncan I not have them as my slaves instead of those old men?.  \nTeela seemed at a loss for words. She took Alia by the hand.  \n\" Let us return to your apartments first and then I will try to answer some of\nyour questions\" she said.  \n  \n  \nBack in the apartments she sat Alia down.  \n\" You are fifteen now my Princess\" she said, and it is probably time that some\nthings were explained to you. I am only a slave and it is not my task. But you\nhave insisted and I must obey. You will be Queen some day, so you must know\nthese things. I doubt if the Emperor will ever enlighten you.\"  \n\" My father will tell me nothing\" Alia said, he rarely even sees me. You may\nbe a slave but you are my friend. I know that one day I will be Queen, and\nwhen that day comes I will free you. It will be my first task\".  \n\" Then I will answer your questions as best I can\" Teela said quietly.  \nAlia smiled.  \n\" Tell me about the slaves, the young boys, why does my father keep so many of\nthem?.  \nTeela took a deep breath.  \n\" This may shock you\" she said. You see Princess, your father prefers young\nboys to girls. He takes them to his bed. It has been so for many years\".  \nAlia stared at her.  \n\"Do you wish me to continue?\" said Teela.  \nAlia nodded.  \n\" This will shock you even more. You see, some of them are not complete boys\"  \n\" What do you mean -- not complete boys?.  \nTeela took a deep breath.  \n\" He castrates them first\".  \n  \nTo be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Plan", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A boy with a plan", "Text": "The Plan\n\n\t\"We have decided to go out tonight and you are to stay here \nalone!\" mother said.His parents left. he was alone. He went and took \na hot bath. all of the sudden he got an idea! The first thing he did \nwas shave his scrotum clean .then He got out of the tub dried off and \nwent down to the the office.he grabbed a rubber band, \nnovocaine,syringe,a pair of surgical scissors and a cauterizing iron. \nHe also got a bowl from the kitchen. Then he went upstairs back to \nthe bathroom. Locked the door.\n\n\n\n\tHe was ready. He plugged in the cauterizing iron giving it \nplenty of time to heat up. He then took the syringe and filled it up \nwith novocaine.first he injected his scrotum.Then he did each of the \nvas deverens, and finally each testicle. He waited about ten minutes \nfor his sac to become numb. He took the rubber band and wrapped it \ntightly around the base of his scrotum.Then he twisted the rubber \nband and wrapped tight twice.and a third time.\n\n\n\n\tHe took the scissors and placed them right above the rubber \nband on the top of his scrotum. He placed the bowl directly under \nhimself.He  was facing the mirror. His scrotum was now all tight with \nthe rubber band placed where it was. The scissors were still open but \nhad all part of the scrotum within it boundries. It was time.\n\n\n\n\t\" They are gonna be sorry for not letting me go out!\" he \nsaid. He then quicky closed the scissors. He was looking at himself \nin the mirror and was watching as his scrotum in an instant fell from \nhis body into the bowl. It was done. He took the cauterizing iron and \nplaced it on the wound  for a good minute.  There was no blood loss. \nHe couldn't feel a thing where is balls once hung between his legs. \nHis scrotum was now sitting in the bowl waiting for him to do \nsomething with it. The rubber band was still holding his nut sac \ntight. He took a jar and filled it with formedehyde. He then \nunwrapped the rubber band three times opening up his scrotum. He then \nfor the first time got a good look at his testicles. he picked up his \nright testicle by the severed vas deverens to study it more \nclosely.\"so thats what a testicle looks like! I am so glad I cut  \nthem off \". He then put the testicle in the jar along with the left \ntesticle and the now emptied scrotum. he closed the jar.\n\n\tHe stayed that way all his life after that night. Nobody ever \nfound out about it. He kept the jar in his safe where only he knew \nthe combination. That way he knew where they would be safe.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "750 Fuck Chapter 2", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "He is taking a bath with piss", "Text": "` Now he is on a clear glass top table. His legs were spread wide and his arms\nwere tied above his head. His egg size balls were hung low covering his\nasshole. A guy named Gary came up to him and said \u201cyou will be set free after\nyou receive 750 fucks. You will sleep, eat, piss, shit, even die in this\nbuilding. So get use to it.\u201d `\n\nSean told him that he could bring money from his home and he would pay a lot\nmore if he was set free. Gary didn\u2019t care about the money. A guy came by the\ntable and injected something on Sean\u2019s arm. Sean passed out.\n\nHe woke up on a tub in a center of the room. His hands were still tied behind\nhis back. He saw a guy pointing a gun at his head and he took it as warning\nsign.\n\nThe tub was empty but soon it to be filled with piss. At each time, 10 guys\ncame around his tub and started to piss on him. Gold, clear, green piss landed\non his body and some guys are pointing at his hair, nose, and mouth. When he\nopened his mouth to breath, some of urines went into his mouth. He gagged and\ntried to spit it out. After 10 people emptied their bladder, another 10 people\ncame around his tub and did same thing.\n\nHe lost count but he was being bathed by several hundreds of guys and his tub\nstarted to fill up to his stomach. And then, Gary placed an electric-shock\ndevice collar around Sean\u2019s neck. Gary removed the handcuffed and pushed a\nbutton on the remote controller, and 750 guys saw Sean being zapped in a tub.\nZapping lasted about 20 seconds. Sean knew if he didn\u2019t listen to them then he\nwould get the consequences. Sean hardly stood up with his weak legs. A guy\ncame up to him and inserted his dick in Sean\u2019s ass. Sean yelped when the dick\nwas inserted. Sean soon felt warm liquid entering through his asshole and\nsuddenly he felt urge to go. Gary told him to hold the piss. Another guy came\nup and started to fill him up. About 20 people filled him up and the procedure\ntook 10 min, because some guys\u2019 dicks were huge and thick. Luckily urines in\nhis ass served as \u201clubricant.\u201d Gary told Sean to step out of the tub. Two guys\ncame over and put him down on a table. Then, Gary pushed his remote button,\n750 guys watched Sean pissing/shitting in every direction while his body was\nshaking wild. It took few minute for him to get hold of himself. His whole\nbody was covered with shit and piss.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Audition (gay, nullification)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The Audition\n\nI was a good looking young man with a great personality and I thought acting\n\nwould be fun. Five years of waiting tables proved otherwise. I thought I was\n\na great actor. Evidently, he producers and directors of California did not.\n\nI got word of an audition for a high paying movie role. I went. It was going\n\nto be my last. I needed to get out of town and find something to do with my\n\nlife, the acting didn\u0092t seem to be working. I showed up at a warehouse in a\n\ndilapidated part of town at the prescribed time. It was a small cattle call.\n\nThere were thirty other men waiting around for something to get started.\n\nThere were all just as great looking as me, just as hungry, just as desperate.\n\nI didn\u0092t stand a chance. A guy came out of an office and herded us into a\n\ncorner. He needed to see torsos and legs. Thirty men promptly stripped to\n\ntheir shorts, me included. I was getting a little aroused. Ten of us were\n\ninvited into the office. Inside were four other judges. Probably the\n\nproducer, director and maybe some other actors. They explained we were\n\nauditioning for an adult film. No one left the room. Everyone had to drop\n\ntheir shorts. Three of the men started feeling our bodies and taking\n\nmeasurements. I made the cut. Me and two other well-built studs. We were\n\nstill naked, standing before the desk when contracts were placed before us.\n\n$5000 for 1 days work. We fought each other for the pen to sign first. The\n\nother applicants were sent away. The filming began immediately.\n\nWe were given a dry run through the script, if you could call it that. We\n\neach had to jerk off alone, then jerk off each other, then three of the men\n\nwould bring us to a final climax. That was it. Sounded good to me. I really\n\nneeded the money. Well we spent the morning and early afternoon shooting the\n\nfirst two parts. After a long rest we started with the three men who helped\n\npick us in the first place. They were all of similar build. The took off\n\ntheir shirts and left only their jeans on. They each paired up with one of us\n\nnew actors and went to work. My guy began sucking my cock with supreme skill.\n\nI was in heaven. The other two pairs were following our lead. He stopped\n\nwell short of my climax and started wrapping my dick in rope. Next he stood\n\nbehind my and looped two leather cuffs over his wrists. He started massaging\n\nmy cock and jerking me off. I didn\u0092t even notice the thin wire between the\n\ncuffs which he wrapped around my cock and balls. I was in the middle of a\n\npowerful climax and spewing loads of cum when he and the other two jerked\n\ntheir wrists away from our bodies good and hard. One second I was in the\n\nmidst of pleasure the next second my genitals dropped to the floor. Two other\n\nsets joined mine on the floor soon after. The camera caught the shock and\n\npain on our faces. The bits of rope were still tied around a stump of skin\n\nthat was all that was left of my powerful manhood. Gone forever. A doctor\n\nwas on hand to sew up the damage. Three studs were just pruned for a genital\n\nsnuff film. My starring role. I couldn\u0092t even consider a career in adult\n\nfilms, except as a freak. I now had a smooth muscular body with nothing\n\nattached in the crotch. The three of us new stars were in a makeshift\n\nrecovery room when the three castrators came in. We would have beat the crap\n\nout of them if we could have gotten up. They were amazed we were stupid\n\nenough to sign up for the film. They showed us the fine print in our\n\ncontracts that didn\u0092t promise there would be no permanent damage. I was\n\nthinking about how I would live my life without genitals and where I could\n\nmove to when the three came up with an offer. Would we like to be in another\n\nfilm? \"How you fucking pricks? You cut off our dicks.\" \"Well, you could be\n\nthe castrators.\" They gradually pulled down their jeans to reveal three\n\ndenuded groins. Six men were in the room. Not even an ounce of genital flesh\n\nbetween us. Evidently, they had starred in a film of their own. I reached\n\nover and grabbed the nearest guy to me and started exploring his crotch.\n\nFeeling what mine had now become. I was strangely aroused. Life as a neuter\n\nmight be interesting.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 77, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "RULES for males", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Rules set up in the new female rule society. Rules given to all young women on how to treat males.", "Text": "THE RULES:\nThese are the regulation which pertain to males. All young women \nshould read them and apply them to their males in this female \nsupreme society.\n1. All males are subject to females. Males must obey all females \nespecially their wife.\n2. Young women may select a man of any age to serve her.\n3. On the day of marriage the wife is encouraged to show her \ndominance in the relationship during the wedding ceremony. It is \ncustomary for the male-groom to be naked during th ceremony. The \nfinal act of marriage requires the male to stand before the female-\nonly audience and display his genitals. The wife must cut off \neither the male's foreskin, or one or both testes, or perform a \npenectomy if she desires. (The femdom regulation recommend cutting \nof at least one of the testes to display the wifes supremacy in the \nmarriage).\n4. Males are required to go naked in public. If the wife wants to \nclothe the male, then it is still required that a portion of his \ngenitals be displayed to the public. The femdom society has found \nthat displaying the penis or testes in public has controlled males \naggression significantly. If the male has an erection in public \nthen the wife is encouraged to discipline the male by striking the \nerect penis or striking the testes with femdom whip which is issued \nto every women at age 12.\n5. If the male's penis is dripping cum or precum then the wife or \nany women who view this is encouraged to immediately command the \nmale to wipe it off. Women are not encouraged to touch the penis, \nas this is degrading.\n6. If the wife believes that the male's penis smells too much, she \ncan command him to immedialely wash it. If the wife desires she can \nperform a penectomy get rid of the smell.\n7. Males who have been castrated by their wifes are in higher \nsocial rank than those who have testes. Males who have the penis \nand testes removed are even higher rank in society.\n8. If the wife has children she must bring them up in the femdom \nsociety. The wife must make sure that the daughter view her fathers \ngenitals before 12. The daughter is given the option at age 14 \ncastrate her father. Sons should not be circumcised. THe \ncircumcision of the foreskin is done during the wedding ceremony \nwhen the young male marries.  All males should be circumcised befor \nage 30. All males should be castrated at age 40. All males over 50 \nshould have a penectomy.\n9. Vaginal penetration by the penis is forbidden. As such, the \npenis is considered a useless organ. IF the wife desires sexual \npleasure from her male, she can have sex with other females. Or if \nshe choose she can place on a strap-on dildo and penetrate her \nmale's anus.\n10. Males are forbidden to masturbate.\n11. All males must have the penis pierced by any type of ring. The \nfemdom society encourage a ring placed through the head of the \npenis.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "peepers creepers", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, Minor(?)", "Summary": "Curiosity killed the cat and curiosity killed my cock.", "Text": "I have been looking at my mothers magazines and at the underwear adds mostly.\nLooking at the bra and imagining the breasts underneath. Mostly though I have\nbeen staring at the panty and just seeing how tight they were. Down there\nthere was no cock or balls. I imagined that they were completely smooth down\nthere. I had no concept of a vagina - I thought they must pass water from\ntheir anus. Just looking at these pictures is enough to make me erect and a\nfeeling of pressure in my groin area.\n\nI set up the magazine against the wall. I grasp my aching balls in my left\nhand and lift and squeeze them as I stroke my foreskin up and down over my\npurple nob. I give the foreskin a hard tug now and return to the rythmic\nstroking that builds the pressure in my groin. The stroking causes my balls to\ntighten as I feel even my ass hole sort of draw into my body. My body begins\nto shake as my ass, cock and balls all begin to spasm over and over. The tip\nof my cock feels a sudden pulse of pure preasure and my knob swells suddenly\nthen all my feelings are centered on the tip of my cock as spasm after spasm\nis accompanied by wave after wave of pure pleasure and squirt after squirt of\nthick,white and warm spunk spurt out. The first over my head the second on my\nchest and the next on my belly and the last over my pumping hand. I want to\nkeep going keep this intense pleasure going ans it sweeps from the tip of my\ncock to evvelope my whole pelvis and shoot up my backbone to the top of my\nhead.\n\nNow the sensitivity comes in and I stroke my cock softly now and still squeeze\nmy balls. Now the sensitivity is too much and I gently slide my foreskin over\nmy nob and release my balls. Suddenly the bedroom door slams open and my\nmother is screaming as she sees me with newly spent spunk all over my chest\nand stomach. Her sister is beside her and now I am a filthy beast and a\npervert. My mother grabs me in a full Nelson hold and drives me to my knees.\nMy aunt has pushed a chair in front of me and grasping my cock by the foreskin\nstreaches my cock out over the chair. No NO!! she has an axe in her hand. Bang\nthe axe comes down hard. Ow, fuck she chopped into my knob. Bang - the axe\ncomes again ooow fuck fuck fuck my knob is off. Mothers knee is in my back\nkeeping what is left of my cock on the chair.\n\nBang bang bang ooowww fuck fuck fuuuuuuck all my cock is gone. Now I am a\ndisgusting pig. My cock is in pieces and blood shoots almost across the room.\nI, I see everything going grey now b l a c k.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 60, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Roman Punishment", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Torture", "Summary": "A lazy Roman Captain and his man are punished by the Governor of Carthage", "Text": "` `\n\nA Roman Punishment\n\nThe time: 100 BC\n\nThe Place: The Roman Colony near Carthage\n\nThe Governor was angry. He had told his captain that the shipment of new\nslaves from Rome was not to be touched until he returned from his trip to\nEgypt. The lazy man had left them in the care of one of his men and had gone\nto sleep. The slaves were a special shipment, requested by the governor. Five\nmales from the German Colonies, young men, 18 to 19 years old, all blonds.\nJust the way the Governor liked them. But that was spoiled now. Now that the\nlazy captain\u2019s man had defiled one of them. While the captain slept, he had\ntaken one of the young slaves out of the holding cell, and had his way with\nhim all night. And if that wasn\u2019t enough, he had gelded him at the end of the\nnight\u2019s activities.\n\nWell, now he would pay. The Governor looked down the steps of the city hall,\nto the courtyard in front of it. There the man who had committed these crimes\nwas tied to a frame. He was naked but for a small loin cloth that barely\ncovered his genitals. The whole Centurion regiment was lined up behind him, to\nview his punishment.\n\nThe governor called out to his lazy captain. \u201cCaptain Martinus, you lazy dog,\nit will be your duty to carry out this man\u2019s punishment. I hope you enjoy it,\nfor when you are done, you will then enter my chambers for your own private\nreward for these actions. Carry on.\u201d He then took a seat at the top of the\nstairs, and watched what followed.\n\nCaptain Martinus stood there sweating in the noon day sun. He could feel the\nsweat running down his back. He was wearing the special costume selected by\nthe Governor for this day\u2019s duties. The helmet of a Centurion was on his head\nand the standard breast plate was covering his chest, but at his waist it all\nchanged. There a thin leather belt was all he wore. It ran around his back,\njust above his ass, to the front where it dipped down and under his scrotum.\nIt pulled his genitals upward and to the front. They had been shaved, and his\ntesticles bulged outward under the pressure of the belt. His penis was semi\nhard and stood straight out six inches. He took a deep breath and began his\ntask.\n\nTo be continued\u2026\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Easy Money", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "College boy responds to an ad....", "Text": "` \"This way\" Mr. Adams, the receptionist smiled as she pointed to a plain\nwhite door at the clinic. Dr. Massey will with you shortly. `\n\nThe young man entered the examining room and waited fornthe dr to appear. The\ncheck for$ 250.00 would make for a good part week-end. The ad had said just 2\nvisits to the clinic were required-each one no more than an hour.\n\nDr Massey entered. She was a pleasant middle aged woman with a scholarly air\nabout her. \"Edward-i see you have completed the required paperwork..good good\nshe said softly. he had signed a few papers but paid no attention to them. Ill\nperform your bi-lateral orchiectomy with minimum pain..Now lets get you\nstarted..\" a bi-what he said? I thought this was a simple uh.study....Oh it is\nEdward-ill have your testicles and scrotum removed within 30 minutes and youll\nbe on your way! Before he realized it the needle was jabbed into his arm and\nhe felt himself drift off.\n\nAs he waited for his follow-up exam he wondered if the receptionist knew he\nwas now a eunuch? Dr. massey smiled as she looked at the young mans now soft\nand quite tiny penis...Yes Edward she said you have healed very well and i\nknow as the years pass my treatment for anxiety will become more popular.\nThank you Dr Massey the young eunuch replied.\n\nAs he left the receptionist smiled at him and he knew she knew..\n\nHe did not realize he had not even noticed herfull breasts and round behind.\n\nBut how could he?  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration Invention", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "New Device for Safely castrating.", "Text": "I was having a routine blood pressure test at the doctor's and the nurse\nwrapped the band around my arm. She was using one of the latest electrical\nmachines. The band tightened much quicker than the older type and I found a\ncertain pleasure in the process. Then it occurred to me that if I could adapt\nthe machine to enclose a scrotum, it might be of interest to some one into\ncastration play, like me. I bought myself a machine and set to work adapting\nit. Now it was time to test it out. I slipped the hollow loop of surgical\nrubber over my balls and tightened it a bit, then over the loop I put the\nvelcro sleeve to enclose and restrict the tubing . That would then allow the\ntube to inflate within the velcro but, not being able to expand outwards, it\nwould expand inwards, crushing the cords to my balls. Here goes! I switched\nthe machine on and immediately the compressed air surged through the surgical\ntubing. Wow! What an intense pressure there was. My penis leapt to attention,\nproducing the hardest boner I'd had in ages. This was even more intense than a\ncalicrate bander. My balls immediately became shiny and dark. I let the\npressure get even more intense before stoping the pressure getting any more.\nThis was a serious machine. After a few seconds, I released the pressure and\nhad a breather. However, I couldn't resist doing it again and again. There is\nno doubt - this could be the safest and most bloodless way of castrating\nsomeone.\n\nAny one want to volunteer? I think that I'll have to patent it.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Joe (prologue)", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "This is a setup for a fantasy world where humans are destroyed but their genetically engineered creations fight to inherit the planet. This is not a commentary on environment, religion or politics. So enjoy.", "Text": "Man had reached his zenith in the 21st century. For thousands of years, nature\nwas a danger for man, but man had made the earth dangerous for nature.\nResources were depleted rapidly and many species became extinct. The human\npopulation became so great that farms were moved into orbit and natural\nresources were farmed from the asteroid belt. This was terribly dangerous work\nand one company, ManGen, bio-engineered a new breed of human with smaller\nbrains, and as strong as a gorilla. The small brain made them more submissive\nand the huge muscles made them ideal for work in rough off-planet conditions.\nThese broad shouldered and broad hipped endomorphs were called Hei. Many died\nin off world mining projects.\n\nAt the same time the wealthy had a burning need for companionship and didn\u2019t\nwant to risk scandal with prostitutes or financial ruin with marriage. So\nManGen developed pleasure models. The male version was nicknamed Joe. Their\nstarting size was 6\u20195\u201d and cocks were no smaller than 10\u201d. All were perfect\nmesomorphs. Mostly blond, but some redheads and brunettes with blue eyes and\nperfect tans. It didn\u2019t take long for the wealthy to start abusing their\nproperty. At first they arranged athletic competitions where the Joes\nexcelled. This progressed to wrestling matches where the winning Joe fucked\nthe loser. Finally, cockfights were setup where Joes were armed with blades\nstrapped to their elbows, shoulders, knees and wrists. Many died in the ring.\n\nBut neither the Hei or Joe had any rights since their DNA was manufactured and\nthey had a termination date of 30 years. They were not considered human.\nEvents changed their luck.\n\nThe earth had had enough of human domination and started to react violently.\nThe planet heated up, polar ice caps melted and weather became tropical.\nFloods retook the coastal areas. Even the Sahara turned into a flooded\nmangrove forest. Finally the oceans died and massive amounts of poison gas\nswept across the continents.\n\nWith the weather so violent, sometimes critical food shipments were delayed or\nfood storage facilities were flooded. Massive city wide food riots broke out\nand society began to break down.\n\nThe military went to ManGen and asked for Hei to control the riots. ManGen\ndeveloped Hei which were highly aggressive. Releasing Hei into riot areas was\nvery effective. The Hei armed with riot sticks mercilessly wiped out the\nrioter and innocent bystander alike. Identifying the innocent would have been\ntoo complex for the Hei to understand. The military was pleased and began\nreplacing infantry units with Hei. Officers remained human and were needed to\ndirect the Hei.\n\nEven the UN had military Hei since no country wanted to donate troops with so\nmany problems at home. But caught up in a corruption scandal the UN missed a\nfood shipment for a Hei army, and it turned on its officers and went rogue.\nThe free Hei raided the agro-hei and started interbreeding and spreading their\naggressive genes. National Hei units sent to subdue the rogue army, changed\nsides and joined the rogue Hei. This massive army spread like army ants and\nraided cities for food. When the city ran out of food, the Hei ate the humans.\n\nAgain the military went to ManGen. ManGen didn\u2019t have enough time to conjure\nup a better blend of Hei DNA, so they gave the military their high-end\npleasure models. Although the DNA was exactly the same as a Joe, ManGen\ncharged a premium for these Tarzan class Joe. The first GI Joe units were\nhighly efficient warriors, but the Hei hordes were too many and overwhelmed\nthem. As the economy began to collapse, society was unable to give the Joe\u2019s\nthe equipment they needed to fight the Hei. They were given rifles, boots,\nhelmets to receive orders and ammo packs. No body armor - not even shorts. The\narmy didn\u2019t have a jock strap that could hold a Joe\u2019s big package.\n\nFor society, the war footage looked like a giant gladiator event. The mob\nloved seeing the heroic looking Joes fighting the Hei hordes. The casualty\nrates were terrible. The Joes started demanding better equipment and rights.\nNeither was given. Society didn\u2019t consider them human. Even the Pope, who kept\nyoung Joes (nicknamed Joeys) as altar boys, ruled that Joe and Hei had no\nsouls and were therefore not covered by God\u2019s vicarious grace. Even at the end\nof human civilization, humans did not want to recognize their abuse of the Joe\nand Hei.\n\nAt the battle of New Los Angeles (old LA was underwater), a Joe watched as a\nhorde of Hei surrounded the city. Inside the walls was an ungrateful city of\nfat humans. Outside, his hungry kin were preparing to lay siege. His helmet\nbuzzed with a message from his commanding officer who was sitting in an air\nconditioned office in downtown New Los Angeles. The battlefront was no longer\nsafe for human officers to bother showing up. He could hear his officer\nsmacking his lips as he ate a donut. The Joe hated him. He hated how his\nofficer would come into the barracks late at night after a battle and fuck one\nof the sleeping Joe. Now the officer gave the same instructions.\n\n\u201cDefend the gate at all cost.\u201d With artillery and laser canons the first wave\nwould be wiped out, but Joe knew that was only the beginning. Joe scratched\nhis bare butt. He hated that fat officer fucking him. Joe responded with \u201cSir.\nYessir, defend the gate at all cost.\u201d The officer clipped off before Joe\nfinished. Joe looked at the battered gate, looked at the horde, and looked\nbehind at the gleaming city.\n\nEven though he wasn\u2019t an officer, the other Joes defending the wall, looked to\nhim for direction and inspiration. They called him Manley even though the\nhumans didn\u2019t recognize his name. He smiled at his brothers as he walked along\nthe wall. Some of the Joe looked younger than 18. ManGen had slipped\nproduction dates due to resource shortages. Joes aged the same as humans so\nmuch planning was involved in supplying so many units. The military had even\nbeen forced to confiscate Joe\u2019s from the wealthy and clergy. It became a\npatriotic effort to donate Joe to the military. Manley could tell some of the\nJoey belonged to some dirty old priest. The Joey had the least chance in a\nbattle and was treated no differently by the Hei. They would be sliced open\nand eaten like the rest.\n\nLoud explosions marked the beginning of the artillery barrage. Too early,\nthought Manley. The Hei hadn\u2019t begun to attack. Some jittery downtown officer\nhad given the order too soon. The cities guns blasted and churned up the\nground around the city for two hours. Dust swirled around the walls. The city\nonly wanted to spend money for two hours worth of bombing. Plus it was loud\nand disturbed the inhabitants. Now with the dust heavy in the air, the Hei\nattacked. Manley cursed that he didn\u2019t have working infrared goggles. He could\nhear the war cries getting closer.\n\nThe strategy was simple. The powerful Hei would run a bomb made from\nfertilizer to the gate and set it off. It was a suicide mission but effective.\nThe gate was weak from repeated bombings. The Joe fight before the gate and\nfall back while Joe on the walls defend their retreat. The humans promised\nreinforcements and air support every day but never delivered. Manley had\nalready selected Joe to defend the gate. Unlike human officers, Manley always\njoined his men before the gate.\n\nManley called his officer. \u201cSir, Need another round now. Sir\u201d He didn\u2019t\nmention the first barrage was too early. Humans hated having their mistakes\npointed out. \u201cSorry Joe. You know the rules. Only 2 hours. Especially today.\nThe honorable mayor, Miguel Continflando, is giving a diversity speech this\nmorning before the parade. Maybe after the speech. I\u2019ll talk to the mayor.\u201d\nThe officer clipped off again.\n\nManley was fucked and still couldn\u2019t see anything. They would have to fight\nblind. Support from the walls would be useless. \u201cDiversity? The longer he\nwaits de verse its going to get.\u201d At least this explained why there were no\nnews cameras to film the bloody battle today. They were all watching the mayor\nand the diversity pride parade. Joe looked at his men. He wondered who would\nmake it. He wondered why he was trying. \u201cChange of plans boys. The mayor wants\ndiversity. Open the gates!\u201d His men were confused. They only opened a small\nhole near the gate. Never the main gate. \u201cOpen it. Humans want diversity, lets\ngive it to them.\u201d The Joes were confused but obeyed Manley. He had led them\ninto many brutal battles and trust was unquestioned.\n\nManley removed his helmet and ordered his men to follow him. Manley gave final\norders for all defenders to head for the port and remove their helmets. His\nmen complied and followed him into the city. Manley led them through the\naccess tunnels as the mayor pontificated above them. With their powerful\nlungs, the marathon run to the port was no problem. Above them the obligatory\napplause turned to shrieks of terror as Hei joined the parade. The Joes\nstarted to laugh for the first time in months.\n\nArriving in the port, everything looked calm. Everyone was at the parade. The\nfew workers on the docks seemed bored. Manley knew it would take a little\nwhile for the Hei to chew through the city, so he calmly selected the biggest\nyachts and ordered the port workers to fuel them. The big guns (both military\nand muscular) convinced the workers to act. His men raided the fish markets\nand loaded up the ships. They were only given a tasteless paste to eat - never\nreal food and never fresh fish. Manley waved goodbye to the ungrateful city as\nthey sailed off. Manley hoped the Hei wouldn\u2019t get sick eating his commanding\nofficer.\n\nWith the Joe in rebellion, the human race was finished. The Hei flooded into\nthe cities devouring everything and everyone. Civilization didn\u2019t just\ncollapse it disappeared. What the Hei left, nature devoured. The directors of\nManGen realized that humans would be extinct while Hei and Joe were around.\nBioweapons were ineffective since the DNA was too similar to human DNA. Prior\nto being eaten by Hei, the pope had proposed religion as a solution. BioGen\ndeveloped a shaman Hei. The shaman preached that consuming humans was bad and\nthat eating Joe was good and would give them life beyond their termination\ndate. To save time, the whole Joe did not have to be consumed - just the\nballs. ManGen then sent an emissary to the Joe and explained that the Joe were\nnot only physically superior to the humans, they were the next step in human\nevolution. They were bred from nymphs and were therefore gods. The emissary\npleaded forgiveness on behalf of the human race and pleaded for help against\nthe Hei.\n\nThe directors held their ManGen board meeting to discuss the progress. The\nmyth appealed to the Joe\u2019s new sense of confidence and independence, but they\nrefused to help their former masters. It was divine punishment. The Hei also\nadopted of their new religion but still ate humans since food was getting\nscarce. Religion had failed. As the directors explored more creative options,\nthe Hei burst into the compound. The directors swallowed their suicide pills\nand sipped tea for the last time. The creature had returned to its creator.\n\nTwo thousand years passed and no trace was left of the great cities. Nature\nwas back in balance. A few scattered tribes of Hei and Joe roamed the planet\nand remained hostile to each other but lived in accord with nature.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 178, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Gymnast", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The Gymnast\n\nIt was extremely simple. I could not do the splits. I had to do the splits\n\nto compete. Something had to be done. I had excelled in gymnastics in high\n\nschool and even made the college team. I had trained hard for the last two\n\nyears to make it to the state championships. I could even have a shot at\n\ntrying out for the olympics. If only I could do the splits. My groin simply\n\nwould not cooperate. The trainer at college new of a doctor willing to do\n\nunderground surgery. I signed up. I figured a few ligaments could be\n\nreleased and off I would go to a great gymnastic career. The doctor got it\n\nwrong. He thought my cock and balls were in the way. He simply removed them\n\nand made my crotch more mobile too. I woke up in a white room and my head\n\nstarted spinning. I looked down at my bandaged crotch and passed out. It was\n\nfew days before I was up and about. I didn\u0092t realize the full extent of my\n\nmodifications until I started to change the bandaging myself. I kept\n\nunwrapping and unwrapping until I realized that my normally large bulging\n\ncrotch was dwindling without revealing any cock or balls. The surgeon was\n\nvery neat. You couldn\u0092t even tell I was born with a nice long penis and large\n\negg-shaped balls. My muscular toned body was a nearly perfect specimen of\n\nmanhood. I just don\u0092t have the manhood to back it up. I was devastated at\n\nthe time but have grown accustomed to my altered state. It certainly made\n\ngymnastics easier. My flexibility was so good that the judges couldn\u0092t\n\nbelieve their eyes when I performed my floor routine. Unfortunately, I didn\u0092t\n\nmake a career out of gymnastics. I didn\u0092t make the final cut for the\n\nchampionships. So now I\u0092m an accountant in a large firm downtown. If you see\n\nme in a business suit, you would never know. Even in shorts and a t-shirt you\n\nwould never guess. I\u0092m a perfectly normal male with a tan v-shaped body and a\n\ngreat looking face. Polished off with the right clothes I can go anywhere\n\nfrom the nicest restaurant to the gym. No one would ever be able to tell that\n\nI had my genitals removed three years ago. So I\u0092m actively searching for a\n\nlife partner. He needs to be a great guy with an open mind. He also needs to\n\nbe willing to share his genitals with me on a daily basis. I like the look\n\nand feel of a great set of cock and balls. Can\u0092t seem to get my hands on\n\nenough of them lately. So are there any guys out there interested in hooking\n\nup with a cockless, nutless six foot former gymnast who can contort his body\n\ninto any position desired?", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Merry X-Mas", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, Furry  Antrhomorphic", "Summary": "A big Bull decides to life out a fantasy... but a predator comes along and takes advantage...", "Text": "The Zebracorn smiled wickedly down at the big dirty brown bovine kneeling\nbefore him. As he swiftly run the bone saw back and forth, cutting through\nthat long dangerous horn. \"Your not going to be needing these anymore...\" The\nsmirking Zebracorn snickered lewdly, as the humiliated Bull snorted and\ntrembled in anger and shame. Wondering how he'd let himself get into this\nposition... miles and miles from nowhere in a cold dirty barn. As his long\ndeadly horn was cut off to an in offensive little nub, that horn tip joining\nthe other on the filthy barn floor.\n\nIt had all started as a naughty sexual adventure on the Internet, he'd been\nhanging out in a Bondage and Domination site. When he'd met this big Haflinger\nin the chat room... at least he'd claimed to be a Haflinger. He'd had some\ngreat pictures of his huge powerful equine body... claimed to be a top... Who\nwould use and abuse the Bull in extreme ways even he'd not thought of... Well\nthat much at least had been true... they had played on line for a few months.\nAnd then the big Haflinger had offered up an exceedingly exciting and\ndangerous fantasy...\n\nHe would abduct the big Bull... take him to his barn of punishment and do all\nthe things they both liked to him... The big Bull would have to drive himself\nout to a seclude spot, and blindfold and handcuff himself to a post. The big\nHorse would then drive up sometime later with the key to the cuff's, and\nabduct him... He'd resisted at first... it was just to dangerous. But as they\nrole played it over and over again the big Bull started to want it more and\nmore. Until one night after a long RP session... he'd agreed to do it X-mas\neve night.\n\nThe big Horse had given him instructions on where to go, and how to get there.\nSo that Saturday night he'd done it, and so was standing blindfolded and\nhandcuffed to and old lamp post. When the old van had came rattling up the\ndoor opened and hoof beats approached. A deep voice had chuckled lewdly as\nthose hoof beats circled around him looking him over. \u201cWell... well what have\nwe got here?\u201d That deep scary voice had wondered amused as warm hands\nunbuckled his belt. Stripping his pants off so those hands could fondle him\nvery intimately. The situation had him aroused already, and his molesters warm\nfingers only made it worse.\n\n\u201cWha...What are you doing?\u201d Teddy had protested scared that someone would come\nalong and see... But that amused voice remain soft, lazy and uncaring. As his\nunseen molester chuckled in amusement at the Bull's arousal, even as he jacked\nhim off playfully. Then something musky smelling/tasting was jammed into his\nmuzzle and taped in place. Clearly his abductor don't want to hear his\nconcerns, it took the Bull a few minute to realize it was his own underwear in\nhis muzzle.\n\n\u201cAint this a nice surprise... it's not every day I find sweet meat like this\njust hangin' around helpless.\u201d His molester had laughed as he moved away, back\nover to the van taking out something. Metal had rattled and hinges had\nsqueaked, and then he felt a tug on the handcuffs. There was a loud snap as\nthe chain was cut, his hands pulled back from around that post. But were\nquickly bond once again, this time by duct tape... He was frog marched over\nand shoved into the back of the van, then his ankles were taped together as\nwell... The old doors squeaked and then slammed closed, and then they were on\nthe road...\n\n\nIt was endless hours later when the old van rumbled into a big cavernous\nstructure, the door squeaked open and he was drag out. Falling onto the cold\ndamp dirt floor, while his abductor knelt over him. And began cutting his\njacket and shirt off, the big Bull struggling against his bonds then.\nDestroying his clothes was not play of the game... but his abductor just\nsnickered and kicked him. Warning him to lay still or he'd get hurt a lot\nworse that a few bruised ribs. Once his shirt and jacket were cut off... he\nwas dragged with much huffing and puffing across the filthy barn floor.\n\nIt struck him as strange that a huge Haflinger would have that much trouble.\nAnd as he was lifted up and tied to a thick wooden post his blindfold slipped\noff. Revealing that his abductor was a short round bellied Zebracorn...\n\u201cMMMWWTTFF?\u201d He'd exclaimed into his gag, as the Zebracorn replaced the duct\ntape with black ropes. Then buckled a wide leather collar around his thick\nneck. \u201cI like the nipple rings...\u201d His abductor snickered, as he cut the duct\ntape off the Bull's muzzle. And pulled those now soaking wet jocky shorts from\nthe big Bovines mouth.\n\n\u201cDude... seriously what the FU....UMMMM.\u201d He'd tried to protest but a big\norange ball gag was quickly shoved between his jaws and buckled in place. At\nleast he was able to breath better now, as the ball had a hole through its\ncenter. He listened to his breath whistle through that hole, as his abductor\nstood up and began stripping off his own clothing. The Zebracorn was sporting\nan amazingly long black erection, which he fondled gloatingly. As he lay out a\nnumber of wicked looking tools, as well as some standard bondage toys.\n\n\u201cNow yer all mine!\u201d He chortled moving up to look the big Bull over again,\nnoting the dirt and mud smeared fur. \u201cWhere to begin?\u201d The Zebracorn wondered,\nbut then his black lip's twisted up into a wicked smirk. \u201cIt was a long\nride... I think I need to relieve myself...\u201d He laughed standing up to the\nBull's head he grabbed those long horns. And then pressed his cock tip to the\nhole in the ball gag... \u201cGet ready to swallow...\u201d He laughed when the Bull\ntried to shake his head no... \u201cSwallow or drown makes No difference to me!\u201d\n\n\nTeddy snapped out of his reminiscence as the Zebracorn setting the saw aside,\nand then picked up a strange looking tool. Fitting to tiny green bands on the\nprongs, he compressed the handles stretching those bands out wide. Then\nslipped them over the big Bull's huge testicles one at a time, sliding them up\nthe sack neck. Until they almost touched the Bull's huge rock hard cock, then\nhe released those handles and the jaws snapped closed. The green bands\nslipping off the prong, shrinking back down to their tiny size. Pinching deep\ninto that delicate flesh... squeezing off the veins and arteries. Strangling\nthose fat nut, and causing a painful ache in the pit of the big Bull's\nstomach. Teddy moaned through the hole in his ball gag, as the Zebracorn\ntossed the bander aside. And picked up a big pair of shears... holding them up\nin front of the Bull's eye's, he opened and closed them with a loud. 'SNICK!'\n\n\u201cYeah... ya won't be needin' these either my little Steer.\u201d The wicked\nZebracorn snickered, as he sliding those big shear between the bands.\n\u201cNNNNNNNNNNUNUUU...\u201d Teddy squealed through the hole in his gag... as his\nabductor slowly closed those razor sharp jaws. There was a blinding sickening\nflash of pain, and the his big ball sack was laying in the Zebracorn's palm.\n\u201cNow yer just a helpless rut boi Steer forever...\u201d His abductor laughed\ntossing his dissevered jewels into the dirt with his horn tip's. \u201cYer know\nwhats comin' next...\u201d The Zebracorn sneered lewdly, as he moved around behind\nthe big dirty Steer. Lifting his short tail up and smearing his clenched tail\nhole with spit, and then Teddy moaned in pain. As two feet of thick black\nequine cock was roughly shoved up his ass! \u201cYer a hell of a X-mas present...\u201d\nThe Zebracorn moaned into his ear as he rocked back and forth sodomizing him\nrepeatedly...\n\n\nIt was some days later what Teddy was recovering in the Hospital that the\nPolice tracked down his internet buddy. Turns out he was a teenage fox... not\nthe Zebracorn at all...\n\nFIN  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 104, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hot Spring Hotel", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Driving down a long valley I noticed glitter along what had always been just\ntrees and grass. `\n\nA small sign on the road said. \"Hot Springs Hotel\"\n\nDown a long gravel driveway stood a large dilapidated hotel, surrounded by\nrows of cars. The hill behind was dotted with tents.\n\nSome of the stucco had come off and some of the walls stood without a roof. A\nnew sign read \"Entrance\" with a red arrow pointing down an alley between the\ngrand stucco portch and what looked like a roofless outbuilding. The small\nalley had mowed, watered grass and a flagstone path to a door in the back\nwall.\n\nAt the side of the door was a shoe brush and a sign at eye level, \"Please\nbrush shoes before entering.\" I brushed my shoes and opened the door.\n\nThe smell of roasting garlic hit me.\n\nA lady was sitting on a small wooden bench putting shoes on a child.\n\nA large glass curio held some old china, rusted farm artifacts, old photos and\nnewspaper clippings about the hotel.\n\nThere was a wall of cubby holes for shoes. It was full and pairs of shoes\ncovered the half of the vestibule that wasn't carpeted.\n\nThrough an archway to a hall, one side more cubby holes filled with shoes.\n(8X12 twice and the shoes on the floor- over 200 pairs of shoes) The front of\nthe hall had a unixes restroom. Across from the vestibule was a large room\nwith sofas and tables where women and children were laughing and chatting,\nlooking at books together. No TV's or computers but no men either.\n\nA fellow popped his head up in a window and asked if he could help me.\n\nI asked if the Hot springs were open to the public. Yup. $5.00 for the plunge.\n$13.00 with the buffet and free with a room. Is this your first time here?\n\nYeah\n\nThe steam room, indoor plunge, shower, and change room are clothing optional,\nbut put on a suit for the outdoor pool. No glass in the pool areas. Men at the\nend of the hall.\n\nI never saw a women's change room or any other openings in the hall.\n\nThe change room was huge with four open skylights, two massage tables, two\ndivider walls with pegs separating three changing benches over 10 feet long.\nPegs with clothes covered the partitions and periferal walls except for two\nlarge round mirrors and one old pedistal sink.\n\nFrom the change room I found a room with two urinals and four closed toilet\nstalls, another door revealed a room with four shower heads, a door to the\nsteam room, and stairs to an indoor hot pool about 4 feet deep and 20 feet\nsquare. Outside there was one young fellow sunbathing and two women in the\npool.\n\nNobody to be seen anywhere. Yet there was enough clothing on the pegs for 40\nguys. Back in the change room after a plunge and a few minutes in the \"all to\nHot\" steam room. I noticed another door with a sign hanging \"Massage in\nProgress\"\n\nThe door opened and the first five guys out had raging hard ons and multiple\nelastrator bands around ther balls. They marched straight down the stairs and\ninto the indoor pool. The twenty guys following them were eunuchs. some were\nold and gray but most were young, fit, trim athletic adults like the five just\nbanded.\n\nJust then a youngster about 8 years old walked through the change room to the\ntoilets. No one looked embarassed to be naked without balls in front of a kid.\nWhen the kid left, One guy said. \"I guess you've seen. Want to join us?\"\n\nJoin us how? I asked nervously.\n\nAs eunuchs!\n\nNo, but I have to admit I am curious. What's it like to be a eunuch?\n\nIt's great just ask anyone here.\n\nI know it makes you sterile but wouldn't a vasectomy do?\n\nOnce they're gone you won't worry about them any more.\n\nWhat do you mean worry about them?\n\nYou still have them. Once they're gone you'll realize how much they were in\nthe way. Shifting when you sit. How often you stand and reposssition them. How\nanxious they make you. How often you bump or catch them. How aggressive they\nmake you. Life without them is a lot calmer.\n\nThere are five guys down in the pool losing their nus. Why?\n\nAsk them.\n\nDown in the pool there were lots of guys. The guys with the bands kept feeling\nthem. The eunuchs asking them if they were still OK, and generally being\nsupportive. Posibly reliving their own castration and offering encouragement.\n\nThe warm water loosening their scrotums letting the bands bite tighter while\nhelping the guys relax.\n\nFinally one of the banded guys complained that he was getting pain in his\nballs. One older eunuch said. \"Follow me.\"\n\nI followed him and the five guys back to the massage room where he pulled out\na package of disposable insulin srynges and a pint of \"Everclear\" grain\nalcohol.\n\nThe banded guys injected themselves using several injections in different\nplaces until they felt no pain.\n\nI was asked by one of the banded guys if I wanted to join them with some\nbands.\n\nI said. \"NO.\"\n\nHe said we meet every three years for this. You don't want to wait that long.\nGo ahead try it.\n\nSuddenly it hit me that they really wanted me to become a eunuch!!!\n\nI got dressed and out of there faster than a criminal breaking out of prison.\n\nAs I left I noticed license plates from Florida, New York, Georgia, Illinois,\nNew Mexico, Montana, California, Oregon basically from accross the nation.\n\nI don't know, yet, if I'll return in three years, but it has been a curiosity.\n\nPS: Thanks Zoroaster  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Young Bull", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "A Young Bull Becomes a Steer", "Text": "Young Bull\n\nBy Justoneguy\n\nThe young bull bucked and jerked against the restraints that held him face\ndown onto the bed. His arms were tied to either pole of the headboard with his\nfeet, flat on the floor, tied to the feet of the bed. The bull\u2019s body was bent\nat the waist, with the mighty muscles of his chest and stomach pressed against\nthe soft sheets of the bed. I watched the muscles mighty bull\u2019s back ripple\nand flex as he tried to heave his heavy frame from the bed. But the restraints\nheld the bull firmly in place. The hoarse deep grunts and screaming cries of\ndefiance that called from behind the cloth and rubber gag in the bull\u2019s mouth\nfilled my ears. The tufts of black hairs under his arms were damp with sweat.\nThe bull\u2019s biceps bulged into strong mounds of muscle as he pulled at the\nropes that bound him in place\u2014and bound him to his fate.\n\nAs the young buck tugged and screamed his muffled cries of fear and defiance,\nI took a final look at his mighty masculine form. His butt was in the air,\nstraining and flexing, all muscle, as if he were preparing to penetrate his\nmate. I wondered how many times this young bull had penetrated a love. Many,\nmany times, I knew. And he had been such a good lover\u2014making the females under\nhim squirm and cry out with pleasure. Or making the women who rode his mighty\npole like he was her stallion cry out and quiver as she hung on for the ride.\nHow many times had he sunk his prong deep into the soft wetness of a pussy,\nand how many times had a willing, panting woman clutched his mighty back and\nfirm butt as the pleasure his manhood gave her overwhelmed her body? His male\norgan, although I couldn\u2019t see it now, was a mighty piece of male flesh. It\nwas circumcised\u2014a bull without his sheath\u2014from birth, and was above average in\nsize. The bull was proud of it, no doubt. Which would add to his humiliation\nand sorrow when his mighty manhood is reduced to a permanent floppy noodle.\nHis balls are between his legs, hanging down in a compact but loose sac. I\nlook at his bull balls, already tied with the band that will deep the bull\nalive once I have removed them. The bull\u2019s balls are slightly tanner than the\nrest of his skin\u2014a sign that they are ripe and mature. They\u2014those twin hanging\noysters between his straining legs\u2014are what was powering the strength and\nspirit of this bull. Without them, he wouldn\u2019t be a bull. He wouldn\u2019t want\nwomen, he wouldn\u2019t desire sex and orgasms and ejaculations. Without them, his\nbody wouldn\u2019t be fit and toned and strong. Without them, he wouldn\u2019t be a\nbull.\n\nI reached out and took his bag of bull balls into my hand. They were warm to\nthe touch, and had a sheen of sweat from their owner\u2019s struggles. They felt\nloose, soft skinned but with firm orbs underneath. The bull could feel me\nholding them. He jerked with all his might then, trying desperately to save\nthe most sensitive and important flesh of his body. The skin of his sack felt\nso velvety to my hand; the orbs within so firm but soft. The bag was so\nimportant to the bull. It was his manhood.\n\nI took the knife from my pocket and held his warm sack of babymakers steady.\n\u201cJust hold still, young bull. It will only hurt for a moment.\u201d The bull\u2019s butt\nmuscles tensed and his body broke into a cold sweat. I put the blade against\nthe edge of the band and let it rest there for just a moment\u2014the moment\nbetween strength and weakness, between desire and ambivalence, between manhood\nand nothing. The bull whimpered into his gag. And then I sliced.\n\nHis bag came free in my hand, and I held his bull balls loosely in my right\nhand. The bull\u2019s body convulsed and spasmed. I could see drool coating the\npillow around his mouth. His eyes were open, but dull and unseeing.\n\u201cNnuuunngggg, nnuuughhhhhh,\u201d where the straining sounds from behind his gag.\nAnd as I looked at the castrated balls in my hand, and thought of the meal of\nbreaded and fried prairie oysters I would eat tonight and of the tanned and\ndried change purse I would make for his velvet scrotum, I chuckled to myself.\nThis young bull was now and forever a steer\u2014a gelding\u2014a neutered sexless\nsteer.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 51, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ancient Secret", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "You can never escape secrets from the past...", "Text": "`\n\nAncient Secret\n\nI was 70 when Dan passed away. For a while I was so grief stricken I wanted to\njoin him. Thank God for the children.\n\nPaul, Dominic and Amanda rallied around and sustained me. They wouldn't leave\nme alone. It was so good of them. They all have their own lives and families\nnow. They'd loved their dad too, he'd been such a wonderful man. As Amanda\npointed out, I'd been blessed with fifty years of a perfect marriage and\nthat's something few women have.\n\nStan Sanders had also been a support. He and Dan had been friends from school.\nStan had been a handsome man in his younger days. When I first met Dan he was\nthere and for a short while it was a toss up which one I preferred. At the\ntime Dan had been recovering from a rather bad motor cycle accident. Well, I\nchose the right one but I've always liked Stan.\n\nHe was there at the funeral. Stan had taken my arm and was escorting me from\nthe grave side to the car. He whispered \"Alice, Dan must have known about us.\"\n\nI was shocked. This was no time to refer to events best forgotten. Events so\nfar in the past that they could have no possible relevance today. Besides, it\nwas insulting to the memory of my husband whom I still loved.\n\n\"It's time to tell you, Alice. Dan lost both testicles in that motor bike\naccident. He never wanted you to know.\"\n\nEnd\n\n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 27, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "After the Game", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "The small town football team wins the game but loses it all.", "Text": "It all began last fall in the middle of November. It was just before \nthe last game. If the boys football team won the big game they would \ngo to the state championship. To some of you it may not seen like \nmuch, but in small town West Virginia, it was. The players were up. \nSo was the town. Ben Johnson, the quarterback, had a perfect season. \nBen was the bankers son, rich and very handsome. His blond hair and \nblue eyes caught everybodies attention, and his body was to die for, \ntight abs, silky smooth chest and a bubble butt that was awesome. \nThe  problem was he knew it. Someone said he could get away with \nmurder and he almost did.\n\n\n\nThe day was going so slow. Classes dragged. Finally, classes were \nover and the team prepared to load the bus for the game. Soon, they \nwere on their way. It was forty miles to the game, over very steep \nand hilly two lane roads. They got there about 3:30 and began suiting \nup. They were ready for anything, or so they thought. The games \nstarted at 5. Even from the beginning the boys knew it was not going \nto be easy. The score went back and forth.  Finally, in the last \nseconds of the game Tommy Anderson kicked the field goal and won the \ngame. All the members of the team ran out and carried Tommy and Ben \noff the field and crowd cheered. They did it! Wow! \n\n\n\nYou should have been in the locker room, tight naked bodies rubbing \ntogether, slapings each others buts  and all. Quiet a site. Finally, \nthe team got back on the bus for the journey home. They barely \nnoticed the snow slowly starting to come down. As they traveled the \nsnow got worse. Suddenly, the bus slipped on the road and and stopped \nthe driver tried to start it but it would not start. He went out to \nlook at the engine but nothing seemed to work. \"Boys\" he said. \" I \nthink I'll go down the road and see if the can find some help. You \nstay here. I'll be back in 15 mins.\"\n\n\n\nAs the driver left, the boys thought help would be on its way soon. \nAn hour passed. No help, no driver. It was getting cold in the bus. \nand the snow was going down even more. What were they to do! It was \nnow that Todd Hanson, a linebacker, thought he saw a light through \nthe trees. It was a light. The other boys saw it too. Maybe just \nmaybe it was a cabin or a farm were they could get warm and call for \nhelp. Ben, always the leader, said that they should check it out. The \nteam piled out of the bus and headed toward the light. Many of them \nfell on the underbush, but after about 20 mins. they were standing \nthe a clearing. Only a few yards away was a cabin. It looked so warm \nand inviting.\n\n\n\nBen knocked on the door. \"Hello, is anyone home.\"\n\n\n\nAn old women answer the door and invited them in. \n\n\n\nBen said \" We were going home from a game and the bus broke down. \nWe're cold and hungry and wondered if we could stay here until help \ncomes.\"\n\n\n\n\"Oh of course\" the women said. \" be may guest you must be half \nfrozen. Stand near the fire and you better get out of those wet \nclothes or you'll get sick. Don't be bashful, get warm. Remember, \nI've seen it all, I've raised four children.\" \n\n\n\nBen and the boys step in front of the roaring fire it felt good. \n\"Just give me your clothes i'll dry them by the cookstove.\" She took \nthe clothes and handed each boy a towel to wrap around himself. \"I \nbet your boys are hungry after waited in that cold bus.I see if I can \nget sometime for you.\" as she went off into the other room.\n\n\n\nIt seemed like only a short time, before she brought them hot soup \nand sandwiches. \" Now boys, eat it all up.\" They did. After eating, \nthe boys got very sleepy, ( it had been a long day ) and decided to \nbed down next to the fire.\n\n\n\nThe icy cold water hit Bens 's face.\n\n\n\nWake up you little bitch!\n\n\n\nHe opened his eyes.\n\n\n\nStanding before him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.\n\nShe was dressed to leather head to foot.\n\n\n\nI said wake up, I've waited a long time for this boy.And now your \ngoing to get what you deserve!\n\n\n\nShe grabbed his cock and balls and pulled hard.\n\n\n\nRemember me boy! I remember you! You and your friend raped my \ndaughter and now you and they will pay, pay dearly as she did.\n\nYou got her to follow you into the woods and you raped her! Just like \nI got you to follow me and Now you will pay!!\n\n\n\nBen remembered the face, it wass Mrs Armstrong. About two years ago, \nhe was going out with her daughter Melinie. Melinie it was said would \nlet anyone do her. So Ben and the boys took her out to the woods and \nfucked her. Melinie never returned to school and the Armstrong moved \naway.\n\n\n\nIt was now that Ben looked around the room and saw all his teammate \nstrung up like prize turkeys on thanksgiving. All of them, were \nnaked, arms tied to the ceiling and their legs tied spread apart. \nThey also, had their pubes shaved bare. All the boys but him were \ngagged. He looked again and saw a unusual rubberband around the top \nof each boy's testicles. It reminded him of what he had seen of his \nuncles farm, what they did to the young steers. Oh God!! Continued", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 100, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Joss's results", "Tags": "Survey results - non fiction", "Summary": "Results of a survey carried out in February 2001. Not tabulated nor conclusions. 37 replies on the subject of castration. The survey was held to determine trends and links.", "Text": "` Survey results: Jocelyn Zavaroni.: `\n\nNumber of replies: 37 Date: 17th March 2001\n\nQuestions:\n\n1\\. Age\n\n20 - 30 3\n\n30 - 40 8\n\n40 - 50 9\n\n50 - 60 13\n\n60+ 3\n\nNo reply 1\n\n2 Fantasy Vs Reality\n\nFantasy: 27\n\nReality: 8\n\nOthers: Curiousity.\n\nAlready castrated.\n\n3\\. Sexual inclination\n\nGay 6\n\nHeterosexual 24\n\nBi Sexual 6\n\nNo reply 1\n\n4\\. Marital status\n\nMarried 21\n\nSingle 10\n\nDivorced 4\n\nWidowed 2\n\n5 Form of castration desired.\n\nTesticles only: 25\n\nPenectomy 6\n\nFull nullification 4\n\nFeminisation 1\n\n5A Desired circumstance of castration:\n\nBy a female 25\n\nAs a slave 1\n\nBy a male 5\n\nMale and female 1\n\nA surgical requirement 2\n\nBy force 1\n\n6 Employment area\n\nManual worker 1\n\nTechnician or administrator 5\n\nProfessional 17\n\nConsultant 3\n\nManagement 6\n\nRetired 5\n\n7 Level of responsibility\n\nLow 3\n\nMedium 7\n\nHigh 20\n\nExecutive 3\n\n8 How long had interest?\n\nChildhood (pre teens) 8\n\nTeens 17\n\nSince 20s/ 30s 7\n\nRecently 6\n\n9 Earliest recollection\n\nChildhood (pre teens) 8\n\nTeens 12\n\n20/30s 3\n\nRecent 3\n\n10 Other facets to fantasy\n\nFemale domination 16\n\nSex change 1\n\nNo other facet 1\n\nS & M 3\n\nOthers\n\nGambling\n\nLifestyle choice\n\nLifestyle fantasy\n\nFear of castration\n\nMale\n\nMale Dominance\n\nTaken by street gang\n\n11 Wife knows of interest.\n\nYes 10\n\nNo 11\n\n12 Wife / partner participates\n\nNot at all 15\n\nSlightly 4\n\nActively 2\n\n13a Residing Country\n\nUSA 24\n\nUK 2\n\nEurope 1\n\nCanada 3\n\nIreland 2\n\nFrance 1\n\nAustralia 1\n\nGermany 1\n\nNew Zealand 1\n\n13b Residing state/ county / region\n\nUSA\n\nIndiana x 2\n\nPennsylvania,\n\nCalifornia Arkansas\n\nFlorida, New York\n\nNV, WA\n\nSouth Carolina\n\nEastern Pennsylvania\n\nMassachusetts\n\nGeorgia, Conneticut\n\nWashington state\n\nEast coast, MN\n\nTexas, Illinois\n\nUK\n\nCambridge\n\nWest country.\n\nCanada\n\nBritish Columbia\n\nAustralia\n\nQueensland\n\n14 Birth nationality\n\nUSA 24\n\nUK 4\n\nCanadian 1\n\nIrish 1\n\nFrench 1\n\nAustralian 1\n\nGerman 1\n\nNo reply 4\n\n15 Ethnic origin\n\nCaucasian 33\n\nHispanic 1\n\nNo reply 3\n\n16 Favourite stories:\n\nCowboys and Indians Interview with a castratrix Dream conference Temporary\nInternet Tigress, Drunk, The split Broad Island Angry wives club - From\nRussell El-Hani Graduation Ceremony, Final Night series Birth control, My\nGirlfriend's fantasy, birth control, My girlfriend's fantasy, obscene\nproposal, Peace & Quiet\n\nAt the Ranch, Farm hand, Roman ladies Judy's Jewels 5 & 6\\. Stepbrother. Handy\nkitchen gadget. Milk farm. Unauthorised masturbation, Jenny becomes a woman\n\nJudy's jewels No 1 x 6. Angry wives club series.\n\nLast night II, Final days. Two sisters.\n\n17 Why?\n\nHistorical themes\n\nBased on loving relationships.\n\nLifestyle choice\n\nFemale control\n\nWomen enjoying cutting of balls.\n\nFemale being dominant\n\nRelinquishing control\n\nBeing made 'safe'\n\nNo escape from castration\n\nFemale control of males\n\nBeing helpless under a woman's control.\n\nEnjoying the thought of a wife castrating her husband.\n\nWell written - x 3\n\nRight. I've tried again and taken out all my formating, tables, tabs charts\netc. It now looks pretty bare but at least the results are there. And these\nare pure statistics. Obviously there is a lot of interpretation to take place.\n\nI will now be carrying this out and drawing some conclusions. I will return to\nthe archive with some of my observations. My apologies for those of you who I\npromised to get back to and haven't, but am afraid time has not allowed this\nat present. Life is rather hectic at the moment! My husband's job is in the\nmidst of yet another crisis and I'm busy with the end of a project!!! Isn't\nthat typical of life? Just when you need some space?\n\nSome of the conclusions you can draw for yourself but as I hold the detail of\nthe questionnaires then I can possibly shed more light on the trends. Also, I\nam aware that the results are swayed by certain factors - such as by those who\nhave a PC and access to the archive. This is unlikely apply to a third world\ncountry.\n\nIt is English speaking forum. So it's not surprising that the majority of\nrespondents are Caucasian. But 95% ? Maybe that is significant?\n\nI do not think the high USA response is unexpected. They are the most computer\nliterate and also it is an English speaking country. And the archive is an\nEnglish speaking forum based in the US.\n\nBut I will be summarising the trends and hope to get back to you soon. The\ntotals sometimes don't fully tally. Some respondents didn't answer certain\nquestions. On occasion, these I've simply not included.\n\nCongratulations Judy's Jewels No 1. An obvious favourite.\n\nThank you for your patience. Watch this space\u2026..\n\nJoss.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 135, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fantasies pt. 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "She wants a dickless man...will he let her?", "Text": "\"I'd cut if off if you'd let me,\" Teresa laughed. \n\"Really?\" said Steve, \"seriously?\"\n\"Sure, if you don't mind being dickless, it's fine with me.\"\n\"Wouldn't you mind no more sex?\"\n\"We can still have sex...\" she smiled.\n\"True, just no more screwing or blowjobs.\"\n\"No blowjobs for you...I can still get em.\" Teresa was loving this\nconversation.\n\"So if I said yes, you'd just chop off my dick and throw it away?\"\n\"No...I wouldn't throw it away, I'd keep it for a souvenir.\"\n\"How?\"\n\"In the freezer, I guess. Or we could find a way to preserve it.\"\n\"And you would like having a dickless boyfriend?\"\n\"Yeah, I've always thought that would be really cool.\"\n\"Why?\"\n\"I could totally trust you not to screw around...you'd never leave\nme 'cause no other woman would want you...\"\n\"Some women may like me guys like that...\"\n\"Yeah, but they'd want to fix their own, not have one who had\ngiven it to another woman.\"\n\"Maybe...but you wouldn't mind giving up fucking?\"\n\"If it wasn't there to tempt us, we probably wouldn't miss it.\"\n\"I might miss it!\"\n\"You'd get used to it. I bet we'd get along  better, we would\nbe much closer. That would be a much better committment than\nmarriage. Let me cut it off and I'll never mention marriage again,\"\nTeresa promised.\n\"It would be the perfect birth control,\" Steve joked.\n\"That's another good reason. So you want to?\"\n\"Let me think about it.\"\nSteve was pretty sure he'd never say yes, but talking about getting\na penectomy with his hot girlfriend was very erotic for him. He'd\nalways fantasized about such things, but now his woman really wanted\nto do it. Now what?\n\nmore coming.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Series: Part III -- The Festival", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "None", "Text": "The Festival is the most important day in Amazonia.  We make offer to \nGoddess to thank her for everything. We thank her for giving us the \nvictory over the male rebels so long ago, the victory which let us \ncrush them by their balls.  We thank her for the great gift of the \nmagic cock ring, which allows us to have absolute control over male \norgasm, and allows us to enslave them forever.  We thank her for \nrevealing to us the secret of ballfixing, so that the number of male \nis limited and controlled, so that the slave feel castrated and \nbecome much more obedient.   We thank her for our beauty.  We thank \nher for the gift of multiple orgasm.  We thank her for everything.\n\n\n\nThe first offering to Goddess is our chastity.  We stop making love \nfor three weeks.  It is hard.  Except for this period, every Amazon \nnormally makes love for hours every day, having many orgasms.  Time \npasses so slowly.  We look at each other\u2019s beautiful body hungrily.  \nWhen we bath, we wish that the hands moving over our bodies are our \nlover\u2019s.  Each night harder is to bear.\n\n\n\nChastity Weeks ends at sunset of the last day.  All slaves are \nsecurely chained to beds.  Sunset marks the beginning of the \nFestival.  We are all tense.  But we have to wait a little longer.  \nWe are already dancing, kissing, rubbing and fondling each other.  \nAlthough males are rare, every city always sacrifice at least one.  \nThe big cities sacrifice at least two.   The first one is the \nimportant one.  He is sacrificed soon after sundown.  He was chosen a \nyear ago.  By custom, he is not allowed to come for at least one \nyear, preferably longer, the longer the better.  He is tied down on a \ncomfortable bench, his legs spread widely.  His cock is big and \nhard.  During the day, any Amazon could walk up and play with his \ncock.  Anyone can caress it, stroke it, tease it, even kiss it or \nsuck it.  Many do. Fucking it is strictly forbidden.  No Amazon can \nfail to have an orgasm with a hotrod in her pussy.  That is \nforbidden.  Junior priestess keep watch to make sure nobody violates \nthe taboo.\n\n\n\nWith sunset, the dancing, kissing, rubbing and fondling begins.  Many \nstrip naked.  The High Priestess, followed by other priestesses, came \nout from the temple.  She stops at the bench, facing him.  Then two \npriests take away her white gown, leaving her totally naked.  She \nsays a prayer, offering him to Goddess.  A priestess hands her a \ngolden cup of fragrant oil from the temple.  She pours it over his \ncock and balls.  She then grab his cock with one hand, and wrap the \nother hand around his cock head, giving him a last pleasure, although \nnot orgasm.  He thrusts his cock furiously as she rubs his cock head \nharder and harder.   Then she releases his cock, still holding his \ncock head.  Another priestess hands her the sacred gold knife.  She \ncuts off the cock and put it on a gold tray held by a third \npriestess.  She then cuts off the balls and put them in the tray.  We \ncheer and shout.  The High Priestess hands the knife to a priestess \nand take the tray.  She turns and walk towards the altar, all \npriestesses following her.  The tray is then placed on the high \ntable, in the place of honor, surrounded by many cocks and balls of \nanimals castrated in the temple earlier.  The High Priestess kneel \nand bow.  Everyone kneels and bow.  The High Priestess gets up, she \nchooses a lover.  That is the signal for the lovemaking to start.  It \ngoes on for hours.\n\n\n\nNext day starts late.  Almost everyone is tired from the night \nbefore.  Before noon, however, most are up.  The most important \nactivity is at noon.  In the cities, they sacrifice another slave to \ncommemorate the defeat of the male rebels.  Legend said that the \ngreat general Jenny defeated the male rebel army and castrated every \none of them.  She had all the cocks and balls preserved in glass jars \nand brought them back to First Queen as a wedding gift.  Jenny was at \nthe head of the victory parade, dragging the male rebel leader behind \nher with a leash on his balls.  The parade ended in front of the \ntemple, where she presented him, a hundred male prisoners, and the \nglass jars to First Queen.  Legend says that they got married that \nafternoon, castrating the male rebel leader and the hundred prisoners \nto celebrate the wedding.  The glass jars are still in the Main \nTemple.\n\n\n\nCustoms have changed.  Now, the High Priestess of the city is the one \nto receive the slave.  The slave to be sacrificed is the only one.  \nNo other slave follow him.  He wears a cock ring.  He is not allowed \nto come at all.  The parade is relaxed.  Anyone can follow the \nprocession. It is a great honor to be the mistress who hold the ball \nleash.  In front of the temple, the mistress hands the leash to the \nHigh Priestess.  The slave is tied to a strong wooden frame, his cock \nresting on a flat stone.  The mistress takes out the sword she \ncarries and presents it to the High Priestess. The sword is a replica \nof the one carried by Jenny on that great day long ago.  The real one \nstill hangs in the Main Temple, an offer to Goddess from Jenny.  With \none quick stoke of the sword, the cock and balls are chopped off. \n\n\n\nAfter the second sacrifice, there are food, games, and love making.  \nOne game is shooting.  The targets are cocks shaped stakes.  Another \ngame is the charge.  Warriors riding galloping horses cut down wooden \nstakes shaped like cocks.  They are judged on speed.  Every cock must \nbe chopped off from its stand.  Otherwise, it is incomplete and the \nwarrior is disqualified.\n\n\n\nThe balls of many slaves are publicly fixed.  We Amazons are always \nexcited by it.  The ball sac is cut open and the balls popped out.  \nThe balls are cut open and a part of it cut out.  They are wrapped in \nsoluble films made of medicine and stuffed back into the ball sacs.  \nPainkilling medicine is strictly forbidden.  The slave feel castrated \nand becomes much more obedient afterwards.  More slaves are fixed on \nthis day than any other.   In villages, where there are few or no \nslaves, this is usually replaced by animal castration.  \n\n\n\nThe most popular games are probably the slave races.  Again, that \nmostly are in the big cities.  We have very few males.  Every slave \nin the race has a leash tied to his balls.  The leash is attached to \na heavy iron block.  Every slave pulls the same weight.  They get on \ntheir hands and knees and race.  The winner gets a precious prize.  \nHe is tied to a wooden frame on the race track and given a hand job \nby a volunteer and is allowed to come.  There is never a lack of \nmistress willing to give the winner a hand.  The come is \nspectacular.  The distance of the shot is measured and recorded.  In \nevery race, one or two slaves always pull too hard and faint.  \n\n\n\nAnother popular game is weight pulling.  It takes place on a high \nplatform.  Every slave has a leash on his balls. Each slave takes his \nturn dragging a heavy iron block, which must move three feet to be \ncounted.  In the next round, the weight is increased.  A slave joins \nthe game by walking up the platform. Any slave is allowed to pass \nover any number of rounds and join a later round, when the block is \nheavier.  The prize is the same as the slave race, a hand job.  Some \nslaves are so desperate to win the orgasm that they pull their own \nballs off.  That always get the crowd into a frenzy.\n\n\n\nBy sunset, everyone is tired, ready for home and more leisurely \nlovemaking.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 127, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "He goes to a Professional Dominant and she takes him further.", "Text": "Please take my balls\n\n\nHe goes to a Professional Dominant and she takes him further.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 17, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 1, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "End of Days", "Tags": "TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "The invaders celebrate by letting their camp followers sacrifice four captives to their blood lust.", "Text": "End of Days.\n\nI was taken prisoner at the end of the invasion. Our homes, our cities, our\ncountry lay in ruins. They took me along with several dozen other prisoners to\na camp out in the desert, away from everything. We were herded into cages,\nwaiting uncertainly as the sun went down.\n\nOnce it was down, a detachment of female soldiers came into the cage, heavily-\narmed. The leader, a young, dark-haired woman in her early twenties, looked\neach one of us up and down like she was picking out favorite specimens.\n\nEvery now and then she nodded at a one of us and her subordinates would\nseparate that man from the rest, like culling a calf from the herd. She came\nbefore me, looked me up and down, reaching up to touch the gray in my hair by\nthe temples.\n\nShe mumbled something unintelligible to her subordinate. Two of the soldiers\ntook me by each arm and pushed me into line. I was one of four men chosen.\n\nThey herded us from the holding pen into a metal building. It was hot inside,\nbut they soon opened up sliding metal walls on either side and turned on fans.\nThere was at least air movement. It was obvious they were planning something\nspecial, but none of us knew what.\n\nAt one end of the building there was a wooden platform, mounted by steps from\neither end. Big, wooden X\u2019s were built onto the back wall of the platform.\nThey looked just about right for stretching people out. We felt a cold shiver\nentirely apart from the heat in the building.\n\nThey led us into a smaller enclosure.\n\n\u201cStrip,\u201d the young commandant demanded in English.\n\nWe weren\u2019t sure we\u2019d heard her right.\n\n\u201cDid she just speak English,\u201d one of the men asked.\n\n\u201cStrip,\u201d she ordered again. There was nothing casual about it.\n\nThe guards conspicuous pulled back the hammer on their pistols. We began to\nstrip. I took off everything except my socks, underwear, and t-shirt.\n\n\u201cThose too,\u201d the commandant said, nodding to my remaining clothes.\n\n\u201cBut . . . but . . .\u201d I stammered.\n\nThis can\u2019t be serious. No way.\n\nIt was. The guards put their guns to my head. I reached down very slowly,\ntrying not to provoke them, and pulled off my socks. Then I slid my underwear\ndown my legs, feeling the air against my bare genitals.\n\n\u201cLadies,\u201d I said, \u201cI\u2019m going to take my shirt off. I\u2019ll have to move my arms.\nPlease don\u2019t shoot.\u201d\n\n\u201cJust do it slow,\u201d the commandant replied.\n\nI did. I was completely naked in front of them. By this time, so were the\nother three guys.\n\nThe guards tied our hands behind our backs, then put ropes around our ankles.\nWe could move, but not much. They kept us like this while the building filled\nwith the women who had apparently followed the invading army.\n\nWhen the place was packed, they started to lead us out. The crowd burst into\nexcitement as they did so, parting before us as the commandant led us from the\nback of the building toward the platform. Some of the women standing by\nreached out and touched us as we were led past. Some of the touches were\nrough, made by callous, work-hardened hands on sensitive body parts.\n\nThe guy in front of me was dripping with sweat and shaking with fear by this\npoint. When a particularly large woman reached out and grabbed him by his\nballs, he wrenched himself free from her grasp and tried to make a run for it.\nOne of the guards had a dagger which she plunged to the hilt into his solar\nplexus.\n\nHe slumped to the ground, speechless, gasping in pain. Two of the guards\npushed him completely down, one standing on his arms and the other pinning his\nlegs. It was clear he wasn\u2019t going to make it. All the color had drained out\nof his face.\n\nThe commandant took out a dagger from under her uniform, lifted his genitals\nup from his body, and cut them off. The man in front of them, seeing this,\nfainted. She stood up and tossed the first man\u2019s genitalia into a bucket\ncarried by one of her assistants. They plopped inside.\n\nThe commandant kneeled down over the man who had fainted, then did the same\nthing to him. He awakened with a gasp of pain, then was immobilized and\ngagged. The man in front of him tried to bolt, but was cut down by two\ndaggers. The commandant cut away his balls and cock. Another set of genitalia\nplopped in the bucket.\n\nHer hands were bloody by this time. An aide plopped the severed members into a\nbucket. I stayed as motionless as possible, the two guards beside me holding\ntight to my arms.\n\nThe commandant turned toward me with a savage expression.\n\n\u201cDon\u2019t even think about it,\u201d she sneered.\n\nShe motioned the guards to lead me up to the platform, which they did. I\nstepped over the fallen bodies of two of the three men getting there.\n\nI stumbled up the platform, feeling more like it was a dream than reality.\nThey led me across it to the second X from the left. They could have used any\nof them, since there were four. I was the only survivor.\n\nThe guards spun me around to face the crowd. They tossed the ropes holding my\narms up to two others who leaned over the top of the platform. Both threaded\nthem through pulleys before tossing them back to my captors.\n\nThe guards pulled on the ropes, lifting my arms high over my head until I was\nbarely standing on tiptoes. Then they tied my arms to the upper part of the X.\nThe crowd shouted fiercely when this happened.\n\nMy legs were stretched out to the lower X, to the point that the tips of my\nbig toes barely touched the wood of the platform. The guards quickly strapped\nboth legs to the X from behind, running additional ropes around my stomach and\nchest and pulling all of them tight. I felt them cutting off my circulation,\nburning into my flesh.\n\nThen some of the people in the crowd began to beat drums. The rest began to\ndance, slowly at first, but gradually building to a frenzy. It must have gone\non for at least half an hour.\n\nSome of them began to dance up onto the stage and touch my body. Some ran\ntheir hands from the tops of my arms all the way down to my feet. A few jabbed\nat me with sharpened fingers nails. Some gave quick blows with clenched fists.\nI thought I might lose consciousness from the pain.\n\nSuddenly they stopped. One of the guards brought a small hydraulic machine,\ntopped with what looked like a dildo. They put grease on the end of the dildo\nand positioned the machine so its tip jabbed into my ass. Then they turned it\non.\n\nIt penetrated and vibrated in one motion, opening me up completely as it did\nso. It was unlike anything I\u2019d ever experienced, almost overwhelming. I felt\nmyself getting hard in spite of myself.\n\nOne of the guards reached over and covered my hardening genitals with her\nhand. I felt her strong hand and unconsciously pushed forward against it. She\nstarted to caress me.\n\nAt this moment the commandant came forward, her shirt open to reveal small,\ndark breasts inside a white bra. She pulled her shirt completely out of her\npants, letting the shirt dangle open.\n\nShe got to her knees in front of me and began to fondle and suck my balls. The\nother woman continued to caress my cock. The machine continued to open me up\nfrom behind.\n\nI couldn\u2019t hold back the explosion building inside. The women in the crowd saw\nthe expression on my face and began to clap expectantly as it grew more\nintense. I closed my eyes for a moment, fighting back the overwhelming sense\nof pleasure. I couldn\u2019t.\n\nThe commandant, while continuing to suck my balls, reached into her belt and\ndrew out her dagger. Her hand joined the hand of the other woman holding my\ncock. I felt the commandant slide her thumb under my balls, taking my entire\nthrobbing genitalia into her hand.\n\nThe come felt like it was exploding from the depths of me. The orgasm was\ntotal. I spurted semen over the face of the commandant, over the hands of both\nwomen.\n\nThe commandant stood suddenly, her semen-covered, fierce face inches from my\nown. I felt her hand pulling my sex organ out from my body. I felt the cold\nsteel at the root of my balls.\n\nDecember 13, 2006\n\n\u00a92006, www.gradyfaust.com\n\nAll Rights Reserved\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 126, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "One Ball Less (personal anecdote)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "I've alsways enjoyed cbt. Been doing it for many, many years. You see fellas\nI/m a lot older than most of you. Perhaps I ought to know better but...  \nI always liked to use an elastator on my balls. One or both of them. I got\nreal hot as they gradually turned an ice blue color. I even allowed them to\nturn cold before cutting the band that kept by manhood. Once, I had a\ndifficult time cutting the rubber material. I really had to dig deeply into my\nsac to finally reach the elastrator. This gave me a taste for wewhat happens\nafter the initial 30 minutes of elastration. I got a pain in my left leg and\nthen one deep into my groin. It finallt felt like someone had kicked me\ndirectly in the balls except it was deep inside me. Not really a good feeling.\nI have a very big ball sac that enabled me to push them back into my ass. Once\nplaced there, I'd let my spincter muscles do the rest. It really gave me a\nhelluva jolt when I'd come with my balls stuffed inside me that way. Still\nother times I'd use pins and slowly push each pin thru my nuts until it came\nout the other side. I was up to four pins in each ball. There wasn't much pai!  \nn. In fact it was more difficult to push the pin thru the outer skin. Once you\nheard it pop, the rest was easy. Sometimes when I'd withdraw the pins a clear\nwhite fluid would shot up almost an inch. Once I tasted it. It was quite\nsalty.,That too gave me a terrific jolt erotically. I was into pins also on my\ncock. Once a pin broke in half as I was pushing it thru my cockhead. I pulled\nout the broken piece easily. It took a pair of surgical treasers and a lot of\ndigging before I was able to finnaly get the remaining piece. That sort of\nsobered me up and fast. I always had a supply of antibiotics so I mucked thru.\nLater I got involved in putting saline solution into my sac. Had all the right\nequipment and this was successful a couple of times. My sac really got\ndistended. Seemed to hang down almost to my knees. It took about 36 hours for\nthe fluid to be absorbed into my syatem. After the last epidode of saline\nsolution experience, I noticed a lump appearing on my right testicle.!  \nThen it got sore as hell. Out came the antibiotics but this time it didn't\nwork. The ball got bigger and bigger. Perhaps three times as big ast the other\none. Finally I headed for a urologist. Told him I got hit in the nuts while\nchopping wood. I don't know if he believed me or not. After going thru all the\ntests, the doctor told me that the ball was beyond repair. He was afraid that\ncords, some of which were completely closed, atrophied he said, might turn\ninto gangarene. Much like testicle torsion. How would I feel with only one\nball ? he asked. I said at my age I really don't think I'll miss it. Little\ndid he know that I've always had a fantasy about being castrated. He scheduled\nthe OR and on an out patient status he removed the useless ball. He have me a\nspinal. I asked if I could watch. He didn't think it was appropriate. He did,\nhowever, describe the procedure while doing it. I listened intently to the\nwhole thing. The OR people thought I was brave as hell. I just wan!  \nted to experience this whole thing. After completing the procedure, he showed\nme the little pinkish white ball. Wasn't to impressive but what the hell! I\nwas half a eunuch. He wanted to know if I wanted an artifical one to create a\nbalance. Or in case at the swimming pool dressing room someone might notice. I\nsaid no. Actually I'm proud of the imbalance I've now got. Anyone can see it\nif they wish. I'm happy with my situation but am glad that a surgeon removed\nit because there's much to much that could go wrong. I've got a little scar\nwhere the ball was and also a slight scar on the inside of my upper leg where\napparently he tied some of the cords off. What about the other one? As Jack\nBenny used to say, \"Im thinking. I'm thinking.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 74, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Slingshot", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A man finds a unique way to loose his manhood with the help of his wife and an assistant.", "Text": "` `\n\nI didn\u2019t want them any more and Angie (my wife) liked the idea of cutting them\noff. We checked out the various options and banding seemed to be the best for\nwhat we wanted, but the idea of having my testicles shrivel up between my legs\nover a couple of weeks wasn\u2019t really appealing, but there was always the\nproblem of what to do with them if we cut them, also we just felt that they\nneeded a good send off. After all they were quite large (a deciding factor in\nhaving them removed since they were always in the way). We started to think of\nways to give my masculinity one last hoorah. Then it occurred to me. We set\nthe date and began to assemble what we needed.\n\nNeither of us slept that night anticipating the next morning\u2019s activities.\nThat morning I woke up, took a bath, and shaved then we both went naked into\nthe cool morning air in the back yard. We had already driven two stakes into\nthe ground and between them sat a long wooden bench that I lay down on. My\nwife asked me one last time if I was sure and when I said yes she picked up\nthe elastrator. She snapped 20 rings onto my scrotum all the while massaging\nmy nuts. When she was done my sac looked like one of those Egyptian women\u2019s\nnecks and my balls were already turning blue. Just as she was about to attach\na parachute ball stretcher around my waiting nuts, our neighbor Sarah walked\naround the privacy fence.\n\nAngie quickly answered the question on Sarah\u2019s mind. \u201cI\u2019m castrating him\u201d she\nsaid. \u201cDo you want to help?\u201d Sarah composed herself and then took a couple of\nsteps closer never taking her eyes off my ever darkening balls. \u201cSure\u201d she\nsaid. \u201cWhat do I need to do?\u201d \u201cWell, first you have to take your clothes off.\nIt\u2019s the least we can do for him.\u201d Angie responded. Sarah stripped as Angie\nfinished attaching the stretcher. Sarah and Angie could have been sisters.\nThey were both slim with dark hair, and there were new similarities,\nespecially their large tight breasts, nipples giving away the chill of the\nmorning. Angie had always kept her bush neatly trimmed but I now saw that\nSarah was waxed smooth. Her one pierced labia peeked out from her slit, wet\nwith excitement. Even being so nervous I was harder than ever before. \u201cOh,\nthat\u2019s good\u201d said Angie. \u201cThat way it will be out of the way. I don\u2019t want it\ngetting hurt. I still want to play with it when this is all over.\u201d She rubbed\nmy dick with one hand while running her own hand over her crotch. \u201cSarah,\ncould you make sure that his dick stays out of the way? You can do it any way\nyou want.\u201d \u201cSure\u201d said Sarah and she began to stroke me gently.\n\nAngie slipped a large bungee cord over each of the posts and stretched the\nbands toward my awaiting equipment. Straining her tight body against the bands\nshe barely managed to clip them onto the chains of the parachute restraint. As\nshe slowly released her grip on the bands my sac was stretched to its limit.\nDespite the fact that my balls were no longer getting any blood they began to\nache terribly. Angie went to the garage to get the gardening loppers to\nfinalize my neutering. Sarah, sensing my pain, knelt down next to me and began\nkissing my stomach and slowly proceeded to my desperately waiting dick. I\nslowly slid my hand into her now soaking groin. Angie returned and stood\nstraddling me, giving me a perfect view of her tight butt and glistening\ncrotch. As my other hand slid into her soft folds she positioned the loppers\nin the middle of the stack of rings. I felt the cold blade on my scrotum and\nwithin seconds I came. Suddenly, Angie slammed the handles together and\n\u201clopped\u201d off my balls. I opened my eyes just in time to see my manhood crest\nthe tree line.\n\nWithin a couple of weeks I was all healed up and we had found a source for\ntestosterone. My wife felt that since Sarah was in on my cutting that I was\nher eunuch too and that entitled her to some use of my \u201cfixed\u201d equipment.\nSince she had a fear of pregnancy, and since I was no longer swinging a pair,\nI was soon the only one satisfying her needs. Between her and my wife, my sex\nlife was better than any of my teenage fantasies.\n\nTwenty days after, we were all sitting around when a news report came on the\nTV. A hiker had come across a shocking discovery, while out in the woods he\nhad found a pair of testicles held in their sac by several rubber bands. We\nall had a good laugh.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 7, "longest_sentence": 73, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (7) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "SHAVE AND CUT....  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  SHAVE AND CUT....  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([IDAHOSKIER@AOL.COM](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/mailto:IDAHOSKIER@AOL.COM))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    A TRIP TO THE BARBER SHOP WITH AN UNUSUAL SHAVE AND \"CUT\"\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    I WENT TO MY BARBER SHOP FOR A 4 WEEK TRIM.  MY \n    STYLIST,LESLIE,ALWAYS HELD HER SHOP OPEN FOR ME...I LIKED TO BE \n    ALONE WITH HER.  UP TO THIS MOMENT,I DIDN'T REALIZE SHE KNEW OF MY \n    FEELINGS ABOUT HER AND THE SHOP SHE OWNED.  I SETTLED INTO HER \n    CHAIR AND FELT DISTANT STIRRINGS....AHHHH AS MY PENIS BEGAN FILLING \n    WITH BLOOD. LESLIE TURNED THE CHAIR AWAY FROM THE MIRROR AND WAS \n    BEHIND ME...I DIDN'T SEE THE STRAPS UNTIL SHE HAD MY CHEST STRAPPED \n    TO THE CHAIR AND THEN DUCT TAPE AROUND BOTH WRISTS...I TARTED TO \n    PROTET BUT SHE STUFFED A WASH CLOTH INTO MY OPEN PROTETING MOUTH \n    AND THEN TAPED IT IN.   \"WELL...WELL..WELL...WHAT DO WE HAVE \n    HERE??\" I WAS STRUGGLING TO GET AWAY, BUT THE BONDS WERE TOOOO \n    TIGHT.  \"YOU DON'T THINK I DIDN'T NOTICE YOUR SILLY ATTEMPTS AT \n    HIDING YOUR HARD ON FROM ME???? SILLY BOY....\" SHE QUICKLY STRIPPED \n    MY PANTS OFF AND TIED MY ANKLES BACK LEAVING MY LOWER AREA WIDE \n    OPEN.  \"FIRST A SHAVE...AND THEN A SPECIAL CUT...MY FRIEND\". I WAS \n    SCARED AS SHE TIPPED THE CHAIR BACK AND PUT WARM TOWELS OVER MY \n    FACE.  I STARTED TO RELAX...UNTIL THE SOUND OF FAR AWAY CLIPPERS \n    BROKE MY DREAMING.  SHE ROUGHLY GRABBED MY PENIS AND THE COLD \n    CLIPPERS WERE RUN THROUGH MY PUBIC HAIR.  IN VERY SHORT ORDER, MY \n    HAIR WAS REDUCED TO STUBBLE.  SHE PULLED THE TOWEL AWAY AFTER \n    LATHERING UP MY SOON TO BE DENUDED PUBIC.  \" OHHHH  SORRY...SHE \n    GIGGLED\"..AS A STRAIGHT RAZOR WAS RUN OVER ME...THE HAIR BEING \n    REMOVED SWIFTLY AND EXPERTLY...\"DON'T MOVE LUV... \"SHE PURRED.  THE \n    DOOR OPENED AND I FELT ANOTHER PRESENCE IN THE ROOM.  \"MEET MY \n    LOVER..DEBBIE\" I STRUGGLED TO GET A LOOK AT HER AND SAW SHE WAS \n    DRESSED IN A NURSES UNIFORM. \"SHE WORKS IN A DOCTORS OFFICE..A \n    UROLOGIST\" THE LOOK IN MY EYES ONLY MADE HER LAUGH.  \"WE WERE GOING \n    TO DO A VASECTOMY ON YOU....BUT DECIDED TO GO ALL THE WAY\"  THE \n    LOOK OF BEWILDERMENT ONLY MADE THEM LAUGH \n    TOGETHER.  \"CASTRATION....\"THEY SAID TOGETHER.  I STRUGGLED HARDER \n    AS THEY KISSED.  LESLIE SET THE CHAIR UP WHILE DEBIE DISAPPEARED IN \n    THE BACK.  THE CAPE WAS PUT AROUND MY NECK.  THE CLIPPERS CAME TO \n    LIFE AND LESLIE'S STRONG HAND PUSHED MY HEAD DOWN. THE FEEL OF THE \n    COLD BLADES MADE ME SHUDDER. LESLIE PURRED IN MY EAR \"SOON...YOU \n    WILL NOT BE A MAN...\" SHE FINISHED MY BALDING JUST AS DEBBIE CAME \n    OUT OF THE BACK ROOM WITH A TRAY COVERED BY A WHITE TOWEL. THE \n    CHAIR WAS LOWERED AGAIN STRETCHING ME OUT AGAIN. DEBBIE UNCOVERED \n    THE TRAY...A SCALPEL...NEEDLES...SYRINGE...TOWELS. SHE COVERED ME \n    UP AND PUT BETADINE OVER THE FRESHLY RAZORED PUBIC.  I SHUDDERED AT \n    THE COLDNESS OF IT.  SHE GRABBED THE SYRINGE AND CAREFULLY INJECTED \n    ANESTHESIA IN 4-5 DIFFERENT ARE. AT FIRST IT STUNG AND THEN WENT \n    NUMB.  WITH A LAUGH SHE GRABBED MY TESTICLES AND WITH A TWIST TIED \n    THEM OFF AND THEN RAISED THE SCAPEL.  I FELT A DULL TUG AND \n    THEN.... NOTHING\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090412032353/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sister act", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "My sisters devoured my cock", "Text": "When I was very little, my older sisters would force me to be the slave in\ntheir games. They would strip me naked and tie me to the bedpost, then they\nwould strip and show me their little pussies. Then they would yank on my hard\nlittle weiner and make jokes about eating it. One time they even got a hot dog\nbun, wrapped it around my cock, and then squited ketchup and mustard on it.\nThen they took turns putting it in their mouths and sucking the ketchup off.  \n  \nYears later, when I was just beginning puberty, I would sneak down to our\nbasement when they were showering down there. The shower was simply a shower\nhead connected to a water pipe, no curtain, so I would peak at them naked as\nthey showered, oftentimes together. I was fascinated by their now ample\nbreasts and wispy pubic hair.  \n  \nOne time I even saw them fondling each other. Of course I started jacking off,\nand as they soaped each others asses, I shot my first load of cum clear out of\nmy hiding place and it landed on my oldest sisters breast.  \n  \nThey shrieked with rage and dragged me from my hiding place. They tied me to a\npillar and screamed at me for spying on them. My sister made me eat my cum\nfrom her nipple, and I could tell it was turning her on. And she could tell it\nwas turning me on, starting at my cock, erect once again.  \n  \nThen she whispered something to my other sister, and they laughed. My older\nsister went upstairs, (my parents weren't home), and while she was gone, my\nother sister made me turn around so she could whip my ass with a length of\nhose.  \n  \nThen my older sister returned with a frying pan and a butcher knife. Then they\nstarted sucking on my cock and wrapping their tits around it, and rubbing\ntheir asses against it. Then my older sister said \"Watch this\", and stroked my\ncock with one hand and spread her pussy with the other, as my other sister got\ndown on her knees and licked her cunt.  \n  \nThis was too much for me, and as I shot another load, my older sister held the\nfrying pan under my cock and collected the cum. Then she lifted my cock with\none hand, and held the knife to my balls. While my other sister pinched my\nscrotum and stretched it out, my older sister sliced off my balls and let the\ndrop into the pan. She let some blood run into the pan as well.  \n  \nThey squeezed my balls out of the scrotum, then announced that they simple\nweren't big enough to make a decent snack. Then my older sister held the\nengorged head of my hard cock while the other one slowly sliced it off.  \n  \nThen they giggled and ran upstairs while I remained tied to the pillar, nearly\npassing out from the blood loss.  \n  \nThey returned a few minutes later and told me that, because they were good\nsisters, they would share with their little brother. They held out the pan to\nshow me their gourmet creation - sliced cock and balls in cum souce. There\nwere my cock and balls, all sliced up and browned in a salty glaze. They took\nturns eating the pieces and feeding some to me, which I had to admit, were\nquite delicious. My oldest sister, of course saved the head for herself, and\nate it with great relish.  \n  \nOf course with no cock and balls, I haven't been able to have sex ever since.\nBut I am still their slave. We still get together and they take turns fucking\nmy ass while I eat the other's pussy. And reminisce about how tasty my cock\nand balls were.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 36, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "alley hunter part 1", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, snuff", "Summary": "The boys always played in the alley next to there house, but the new neighbor was up to no good, and he was planning to make those boys wish they never been born.", "Text": "` The new neighbor was quiet, and very much a loner. Noone came in, or out of\nhis apartment. He set for hours watching the young teen boys flirting with the\ngirls, and playing stick ball in the alley. He was like a hunter watching\nthere every move trying to plan out his attack. One day he saw Josh. Josh was\na tall thin boy with black hair a brown eyes. He was very shy around the\ngirls, and would many times try to avoid them. The hunter watched him each\nday, and noticed he was a loner. `\n\nThe hunter tried to come up with a way to get him alone, so he went down to\nthe alley with his trash. He saw Josh alone, and reading a book. The hunter\napproached him with a smile. I see you like to read to. Josh smiled, and\nnodded his head. My name is Ben whats yours? Josh he said smiling now. Well if\nyou ever want to read some old classic books I have a nice collection. Wow\nthat would be great said Josh. Ben said why don't you come up, and look at\nthem. Josh said thank you, but I better go home. Hey Josh It will only take a\nminute, and then you can go. Josh thought about it, and said sure. What grade\nare you in Josh? 10th sir. Sir call me Ben we are friends now, and you dont\nhave to be formal.\n\nWhen they got inside Ben handed Josh a few volumes of old leather bound books,\nand said take these, and read them. Josh said I can't take these they are real\nold, and probably valuable. I trust you Josh we are friends right. Josh\nsmiled, and said sure. For serveral months Josh would visit. Then the break\nBen had wanted came. Josh came over upset. Mom and Dad have got to go away to\nvisit my grandma. I have to go with them, but I want to stay here, and read\nsome more old books. Well asked your Mom if you can stay at a friends house.\n\nSo Josh thought about it, and said well it won't be a lie, we are friends.\nThat night Josh told Mom he had a friend, and wanted to stay with him. Mom\nsaid what is his name. Ben Mom. Mom said well its good you have a friend. I\nguess it will be okay. Let my write a note to Bens Mom asking her if she\ncares. She gave Josh the note, and said go and asked her if its okay, and let\nme know. Josh went to Ben, and said Mom gave me this note. I am supposed to\nget your Mom to sign it. Ben said I'll sign it. He scribbled a short note, and\nhanded it back to Josh. Now just hand this to her, and we will have a weekend\nof reading, and maybe some fun to.\n\nBen planned everything he was going to do to this poor teen boy. Josh had no\nidea what was going to happen to him. He was just happy to be able to do what\nhe wanted. Friday night came quickly, and Josh appeared on Bens door step\nright at 7pm. Hey Josh punctual has usual. Come in and relax. Josh said my\nparents just left for the airport, and I came right over. Ben had a Playboy\nmagazine laying on the coffee table, and it caught Josh's eye. I am sorry Josh\nI forgot I had that there. Josh smiled, and looked at it. Hey Josh you got a\ngirl yet. Josh blushed, and said stammered no not yet. Your kidding me. A nice\nyoung man like yourself should have girls around him all the time. Josh\nsmiled, but didn't say anything. A few minutes passed, and Josh said can I\ntell you something. Ben said sure what. Josh said you will hate me, but I have\nto tell someone. Ben said hate you never. I am gay. It got quiet for a few\nminutes. Josh got up to head for the door. Ben said were are you going. You\ndon't want me here. I will be alright at home till my parents get back. Ben\nsaid you can stay. I am gay to, and I have noone to talk with.\n\nJosh said really. Ben said yes. I saw you, and I thought you were cute, but\nwas affraid to tell you. I am 55, and your 16, and I didn't know how to tell\nyou. Josh said what is it like to be with a man. Ben said I can show you if\nyou want. Josh said I am affraid, but I want to know. Josh, Ben said I will\nshow you things you never imagined. Drink up your soda, and we will relax, and\nsee what happens.\n\nEND OF PART 1.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 86, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Test, The - Part 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "In a post-apocalyptic future, only the fittest males are selected to breed. At age 18, there is a test to determine whether a male will be an alpha or a slave.", "Text": "` The following is fiction; the actions and personalities contained herein are\nthe sole creation of the author\u2019s mind. Any semblance to real personages or\nevents is entirely coincidental. Furthermore, the contents contain scenes of\nsexual situations between adults and memories of their childhoods. Finally,\nsome of the scenes are somewhat violent in nature and may include castration.\nIf any of the above scenarios disturb you or do not interest you, do not read\nfurther. This work is designed for the sole use of adults who enjoy this type\nof story. `\n\nThis is the second story in a short series; readers are advised to start with\n\u201cThe Test, 1\u201d before beginning this chapter.\n\nAmanda slipped the yellow robe over head. She was placing her blonde hair in a\ntie as she opened the door and ran to the assembly room of the temple. Running\nin, she found a seat at the nearest table and bowed her head over the empty\nbowl.\n\n\u201cIs there a reason you are late, Amanda?\u201d the High Priestess demanded from the\nfront of the room.\n\n\u201cNo, your Highness. I just woke up late,\u201d she said with her head bowed.\n\n\u201cI trust you will be more punctual in the future.\u201d Amanda nodded, still\nstaring at her empty bowl. The High Priestess then nodded and slaves spooned\nbreakfast into the priestesses bowls.\n\nWith a sigh of relief, Amanda picked up her spoon and started on her oatmeal.\n\n* * * \n\nThe Rector looked at the final grades again. Gray hair ringed the large bald\nspot in the center of his skull. He stroked his neatly trimmed gray goatee and\nadjusted the glasses on his thin nose. He was sure he had done the\ncalculations right, but he triple checked the numbers. \u201cYes, that is right,\u201d\nhe thought to himself. With a large red pen, he made a dark line separating\nthe top 10 percent from the rest. Then he thought about it again, and checked\nthe numbers one last time. \u201cWhat if I made a mistake?\u201d he thought, \u201cit could\nchange the testing process.\u201d\n\n* * * \n\nJustin and John along with all the other seniors stood at the barred doors to\nthe main hall.\n\n\u201cWhat is taking so long?\u201d one of the boys asked impatiently.\n\n\u201cNot like you are going to place out of the test, Mark, anyway,\u201d another boy\ncalled out. A few boys chuckled.\n\n\u201cThe Rector! The Rector! He is posting it!\u201d\n\nThe doors swung open. The boys mobbed through the double doors, mumbling,\n\u201cgood morning, Rector,\u201d as they passed the old man. The boys pushed to see the\nresults. John saw he failed to make the top 10 percent by just 4 places.\n\n* * * \n\n\u201cLooks like we have to compete,\u201d John remarked as he lay on his bed.\n\n\u201cAt least you were close. I was almost the bottom of the class!\u201d Justin said\nlying on his bunk.\n\n\u201cClose doesn\u2019t count in the placements,\u201d John responded. Adding mentally, \u201cand\nyou are the jock here.\u201d\n\nThe boys lay silently contemplating their futures.\n\n* * * \n\nAmanda was the last in line to file out of the temple onto the lawn. The 100\npriestesses clothed in their long yellow robes stood behind the podium. Behind\nthem, the banners of the royal and the noble families fluttered in the summer\nbreeze.\n\nThe Emperor slowly marched to the podium with two breeders clothed in their\nshort green robes holding the Emperor\u2019s long red and gold robes. Amanda looked\nat the decidedly plain breeders with pity; as a priestess she was surrounded\nby the most beautiful young females in the Empire. The Emperor reached the\npodium and leaned against it for support. He was one of the oldest living\nalphas in the Empire.\n\n\u201cBoys, you are here today for the greatest test in the Empire. You must prove\nyourselves worthy to carry on the traditions of our Empire and of our culture.\nThe best of you will be our future; the rest will serve us. May the gods grant\nus the wisdom to select the best.\u201d\n\n\u201cLong live the Empire! Long live the Emperor!\u201d erupted from the lawn. John did\nnot realize he had cheered until he noticed his raw throat.\n\nJohn watched as the Emperor stiffly walked to his padded throne to the right\nof the podium. A woman in her late 20s wearing a yellow robe and ornate gold\npauldrons and a gold helmet with a yellow plume cascading down the sides\nstepped to the podium.\n\n\u201cI am the High Priestess. By his Majesty\u2019s request, the priestesses will\noversee your testing. For those of you who succeeded in academics, we will\ntest you now. For the others, you will be tested for military service. General\nWhite will oversee your testing. Guards, please escort all of the boys except\nthose in the first 3 rows to the military training facility.\u201d\n\nJohn watched as boys were grabbed from their seats and pushed to the side. A\nline formed of boys being herded away from the temple, up the hill to the\nmilitary headquarters. Then a guard grabbed his arm and pulled him to his\nfeet.\n\n\u201cGet going,\u201d the burly guard mumbled.\n\nJohn took one step slowly toward the line. The guard swung his rifle, hitting\nhim in the small of the back with the rifle butt. John was sure he was\nshot\u2014the pain radiated from the small of his back, shooting up to his arms and\ndown his legs. He felt his body twisting and his back arching backward. He\nstumbled, but stayed on his feet.\n\n\u201cMove!\u201d the guard yelled.\n\nJohn stumbled in the direction of the other boys.\n\n\u201cYou OK?\u201d Justin asked when he reached his wounded friend.\n\n\u201cI think so.\u201d\n\nThe boys walked in silence up the hill.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 89, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Satan's Feast", "Tags": "GAY", "Summary": "A cross country adventure leads to deliverence of a soul to Satan and the flesh to his disciples.", "Text": "Joel was 35 living in Manhattan and thoroghly bored with his \nbrokerage job. He amassed a good bit of wealth and decided to \nbecome adventurous by thumbing rides from New York to California. \nThis was some time for him to smell the roses and taste the \noutdoors as well as meet people from the heart of the country in \nhis travels. He set out in mid July when you could fry eggs on the \nsidewalks of Manhattan in a pair of cutoff dungarees, tee shirt and \nhe carried a backpack with what he considered essential stuff for \nthe adventure.  Joel was a rather handsome man, carrying himself at \nsix foot one inch, having a muscular body with a good bit of hair \naccross his well defined chest. Of course there was the stripe of \ndark black hair running down over the naval to his pubic area. Joel \nspent some time working out at the local gym, but he was not a nut \njob about exercise. In short, he looked good. For this reason, it \nwas not too long before a semi rig stopped on Rt.80 and picked Joel \nup for a first real leg to the west coast. They drove and talked \nabout various subjects including Joel's adventure. Soon Joel \nnoticed that Sam, the driver, began sporting a rather large bulge \nin his levis. Joel responded by slowly spreading his legs and \nsignaling Sam that he was interested with a lump of his own. They \ncontinued to chat and Sam suggested perhaps a rest for the night. \nJoel smiled as he knew this could be hot. Sam pulled his rig into a \ntruckers motel out in western Pa., bought a pair of six packs and \nthey both entered the room. It was hot alright thought Joel as he \nknelt before Sam and took his huge cock deep in his throat. Sam \nwent nuts with the scene and soon they were into every possible \nposition two men could conceive. Finally, Sam sent his seed spewing \ndown Joel's gut and Joel just lapped it up tasting the sweet cum \nbeing fed to him. Joel had his rocks off deep in Sam's anal canal \nwhich felt to Sam like Joel sent a gallon to his chute.           \nThe next day Sam and Joel parted in a small burg in Indiana, since \ntheir paths were now to part. The hugged and both appreciated the \nevening spent enjoying each others bodies as only two males can in \nsuch a short moment of time.                                      \nNow it was time to find the next leg of the journey. Joel found \nhimself in a crossroads town at the local gas station.  Phil was \npumping gas and caught Joel's attention immediately. Phil was about \n5' 10\" well muscled with blond hair tied in a ponytail. He had some \nstrange looking tatoos on his arms, but all in all a real stud \nlooking guy. Joel asked whether any westbound traffic was due \nthrough the town, to which Phil replied, \"ya neva know\". Just then \na pickup pulled in for gas and out stepped Gary, a tall ebony black \nhaired dude with a sort of afro hairstyle. Gary was lanky but about \n6' 4\" and really sexy looking. Joel struck up a conversation with \nGary and soon Joel jumped into Gary's truck and they were off to \nGary's place for the evening. As conversation went Gary asked Joel \nwhat his most far out fantasy was. Joel thought for a moment and \nsaid, \"Not to turn you off, but I have always wondered what a \nSatanic sexual ritual would be like with a coven of dudes having no \ninhabitions. Gary laughed out loud and looked at Joel with a stare \nand said, \"You may get your wish\"  This is rural country and you \nmay be suprised at what you find. After further talk, Gary \nsuggested a meeting with the town Reverend. The drove to the church \nwhere Gary introduced Joel to Jim. Jim was a white haired classical \nchurchman, with a stoic expression on his face. After some talk, \nthe Reverend asked Joel if he would like to experience a Satanic \nRitual first hand. Joel responed with a major hardon in his shorts, \nbut in the affirmative. The next day Joel entered the church with \nGary and was led down a corridor to steps leading to the basement. \nThe church was quiet and soon Jim appeared in his robes to admit \nGary and Joel to the special chapel in the basement of the church. \nJim explained to Joel that he must be properly prepared for the \nservice and bade Gary to make the preparations. Gary brought Joel \nto a small side chamber where he explained the necessity of shaving \nall hair and ridding the body of soil. Thus Joel submitted himself \nto the removal of all body hair and a complete enema.              \nThe service was about to begin and unbeknownst to Joel, this would \nbe his last time with mortals. Joel was led into the main chamber \nwith an altar table in the center. Candles were flickering all \nabout and Joel was bade to lay upon the alter for initiation. Music \nsoftly played and Jim and Gary intoned a chant to Satan. Suddenly, \ntwo other bodies appeared. Phil slowly walked in arm in arm with \nJonathan, who was the Reverend's son at his initiation. Joel was \nalready strapped to the altar when the others appeared. There was a \nsudden fear upon Joel's face that this was not an ordinary service. \nAnd it was not!  The sexual acts began as Gary threw off his robe \nas well as the others. Each man was hard as steel and their penises \nspoke for themselves as Joel knew he was in trouble. Jim began to \nintone a prayer to Satan and Jonathan lowered his head to Joel's \nnow expanding cock, for even though Joel was frightened, his man \njuices were flowing. Joel began to shift right to left, his ass \nrising and lowering as Jonathan sucked upon his penis. Joel's blood \nwas pumping and his heart was palpitating with fear and extosy. As \nJoel's final moment arrived he thrust his hips up to Jonathan and \nbegan to spurt cum into Jonathan's mouth. Jonathan savored the \nnectar while Gary slid his well honed fillet knife under Joel's \nballs. A flick of the wrist. Joel let out an earth shattering \nscream as his balls and cock separated from his body. There was \nactually a popping sound because of the blood pressure of his steel \nhard cock. The red juice squirted from Joel and began to just pump \nout of the three inch hole created in his body. Jonathan quickly \nbegan to devour the genitals of Joel while he could see and \nunderstand the ceremony. Joel watched and moaned as he saw his \nballs sucked one by one into Jonathans mouth. Each ball in whole \nthen crushed by the molars and chewed to extinction and swallowed. \nJoel's cock, which was more than adequate, of about 7\" and thick \nand veiny was now being sucked into Jonathan's mouth, base first. \nJoel watched as his manhood was being ground to bits and Jonathan \nclosed his eyes in delight as his stomach inhaled the sweet taste \nof manhood. The disciples chanted prayers to Satan as Joel's \njourney came to a close. Joel would become a feast of flesh in the \ncoven service that evening. As the life blood slowly left Joel, he \nlost feeling in his legs and arms. Phil and Gary were performing \nevery kind of hostile action to Joel's body as Joel was losing \nsenses. Joel screamed occasionally only to be hushed by Jim. \nFinally, Joel looked into Gary's eyes as Gary was plunging his cock \ninto Joel's open wound and said goodby. Gary just said \"die, boy\". \nWell Joel died and he was devoured that night by the coven.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 77, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Stumped Part 2", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, BODY MODS", "Summary": "Tom\\'s story continues", "Text": "` Reynolds watched as the guards transferred Tom to the gurney. The trip to\nthe basement only took five minutes but the for Tom it would a one way trip, a\ntrip to a new existence. `\n\nThe lift descended to the basement.\n\nTom was wheeled to a room where there were other similar examples of Reynold's\nwork, all oblivious to their true situation.\n\nTom was still in a cloud of drugs and hypnosis. He felt remarkably calm. The\nkind doctor had freed him of his useless legs and arms and would also remove\nhis useless testicles if he asked and he would ask \u2026\n\nReynolds smiled at the sight of his work. The government paid well for his\nresearch and he much to do.\n\nHe turned and saw Turner standing behind him. \"Your early.\" Reynolds said\nlooking at the immaculate soldier.\n\n\"Traffic was light. How is our new patient?\"\n\n\"He is settling well. He is quite convinced I have done him a favour removing\nhis arms and legs and will be asking me to remove his genitals soon.\" Reynolds\nsaid proudly.\n\n\"Will he be available for testing soon?\" Turner asked.\n\n\"Yes. He should be excellent for you purposes.\" Reynolds said coldly.\n\n\"In fact once we have gelded him he will be ready. Your drugs should be most\neffective, and with his arms and legs removed he will pose no danger unlike\nthe others. And when you are finished he can be harvested. He has excellent\norgans\"\n\nTom lay on his bed. The kind doctor would help him. His testicles were a\nburden and ugly. He would be so much happier when they were gone!\n\n\"Doctor\u2026\" Tom mouthed quietly\n\nReynolds turned to look at his \"patient\" and smiled.\n\n\nTom sat, propped up in his bed. His arms and legs gone, a tube ran from his\ngroin.\n\nHe smiled. The kind doctor had removed his testicles and trimmed back his ugly\npenis. It now was only a stump an inch long. He felt so much happier.\n\nThe kind nurses came and went feeding him and giving him pills to take.\n\nHe was just so happy.\n\n\nTurner looked at his new acquisition. Tom had been handsome but the need for\nthis research was paramount. Turner was working for the good of the nation and\nsacrifices had to be made!\n\nHe took a large syringe and injected the substance into Tom's arm stump.\n\nTom blinked and felt a strange tremor go through his body.\n\nHe felt so awake, so alert. He wanted to leap off the bed \u2026he couldn't \u2026what\nhad they done\u2026.he wanted to kill!!\n\nHe tried to scream but could not. Only a growl came out of his mouth.\n\n\n\"Two weeks on the drugs and he is almost ready.\" Turner said as he addressed\nthe group of military figures.\n\n\"The hair growth is excellent. The new teeth development is better than with\nthe previous drug combination.\n\nThe amputations have made the control of the specimen much easier. Especially\nas this version of the drugs does not erase the memory of the specimen. He is\naware of the changes. The collar and chain are essential for the your safety.\nDo not approach the specimen.\n\nTom roared. His body, now covered in hair, new teeth, almost fang like filled\nhis mouth, and his eyes saw sharper and further, and his ears heard more and\nlouder.\n\nBut, he knew that he had been altered and he could do nothing about it but he\nwas angry. He would kill the man named Turner if only he could get loose!\n\nTo be continued\u2026\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Out of his Turf", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Henry should never have have entered the turf of the Hispanic Hidalgos for ANY reason, even for Maria.", "Text": "All persons, places, and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance\nto actual persons, living or dead, places, or events is purely coincidental.\n\nAuthor's note: In passages of Spanish-accented English, I have used \"kh\" for a\ngutteral \"h\" sound similar to the \"ch\" in German and used by English-speaking\nHispanic persons for \"h\" which is silent in Spanish.\n\nHenry was very uneasy as he got off the train at the \"El\" station and walked\nhesitantly down the stairs to street level. He didn't belong here and he knew\nit. This was Hispanic Hidalgos' turf and as a Ghetto Master, he was very\nunwelcome. Though, of course, he wasn't wearing Ghetto Masters' colors, still,\nhe felt out of place.\n\nFor one thing, his color was all wrong. The Hispanics here were white, though\nsome showed a perpetual tan. Henry's complexion was an odd yellowish brown,\nbespeaking his mixed ancestry: African, Native American, and Japanese. He was\nsure that he looked as out of place as he felt.\n\nBut, hormones will drive a man to do many unwise things and Henry had hot nuts\nfor a girl named Maria. They had met at a party at a Youth Center which most\ngangs regarded as neutral territory. Gang colors were strictly forbidden and\nmembers who attended events at the centre were assumed to be incognito. The\nhaughty Hispanic Hidalgos claimed that they never attended events at the Youth\nCenter. Actually, they had at least one spy at every event.\n\nHenry's peculiar coloration, which turned off even some of his fellow Ghetto\nMasters, attracted Maria Ramirez who called it \"exotic\". Henry suspected that\nshe might also have been impressed by the exceptional bulk of his package, the\nheritage of the black and Native American men on his mother's side of the\nfamily. His Japanese father was puny down there.\n\nTo say that Henry was smitten with Maria would be a collossal understatement.\nWhile dancing with her he had gotten a very conspicuous boner which attracted\nsome amused and some hostile looks from the other males at the dance, and\nembarrassed him. He usually had better control than that.\n\nMaria gave him her address, which Henry immediately recognised as being in the\nHispanic Hidalgos' turf. If he hadn't been so hot for her, that would have\nscared him off, and it should have. The Ramirez family had no 'phone and\nHenry's handwriting was hopelessly illegible. The only way he could get in\ntouch with her was to go there.\n\nThough he had lived in this neighborhood as a very small boy, Henry no longer\nremembered it clearly and was having difficulty in finding the address which\nMaria had given him. It seemed to him that he could feel the hostility around\nhim as a palpable thing which impeded his movements. He felt as if he were\nwading through molasses. He stopped often, trying to read the faded peeling\nstreet signs or to recognise long-forgotten landmarks.\n\nThen, that which he had feared most came upon him. As if out of nowhere, two\ntall black-clad figures appeared, one at each side of him. They wore long\nblack cloaks and wide-brimmed black hats. Their faces were pale with harsh\nangular features and thin black moustaches above thin austere lips. LOS\nHIDALGOS HISPANICOS !\n\nEach held a long dagger, one in his right and the other in his left hand, the\npoints not quite touching his rib cage. The one on his right spoke. \"Khwat are\njou doeeng khere ?\" Henry stammered \"Ah, ah, ah got lost. Ah got off at the\nwrong stop.\" The Hidalgo on his left asked \"Do jou expect us to believe that ?\nJou are five miles from Ghetto Masters' torf. \"\n\nOh God, they'd recognised him, but how ? He wasn't wearing colors, Had they\nseen him before ? \"Unless jou wan' jour body to be foun' khere in the street,\njou weel come weeth us.\" The dagger points now pricked his sides lightly to\nemphasize his helplessness. Literally quaking in his boots, Henry complied.\n\nThey marched him to the door of a building with a sign reading \"El C\u00edrcolo\nHispanico\". On the door there was a sign in English reading \"Private Club -\nMembers Only\". One of the men knocked on the door in a complex pattern which\nHenry didn't recognise as Morse Code for CH: _._. .... .A panel in the door\nopened and the man on Henry's right said \"Arriba Espa\u0144a\" . This was an\nalternate password used when non-members were present.\n\nThe door opened into a very ordinary-looking taproom across which Henry was\nhustled to a staircase at the back which led down into the cellar. They\ncrossed the cellar and turned left to a door in the cellar wall which opened\ninto a tunnel. After a couple of right-angle turns, the tunnel led through\nanother door into another cellar, a the far end of which was yet another door\nopening into another tunnel.\n\nThis tunnel ended at a massive oak door studded with large,black, wrought-iron\nnails. This door opened in response to another Morse Code knock, this time SP\nfor \"Sangre Puro\", the motto of the Hispanic Hidalgos. Through it Henry was\nhustled into 16th Century Spain. This room was lighted by pillar candles on\nwrought-iron candle stands. The men wore black tights, black velvet doublets,\nand swords. When his captors removed their cloaks and hats, they proved to be\ndressed in the same fashion. They were handed swords in scabbards which they\nbuckled onto their belts.\n\nAlthough Henry knew a little Spanish, he couldn't make out anything that was\nbeing said. No one was allowed to join the Hispanic Hidalgos until he had\nmastered pure Castellano. No English or gutter Spanish was permitted to be\nspoken here. The members all addressed each other as \"Don\". Henry's captors\nwere addressed as \"Don Juan\" and \"Don Diego\". All of the men wore the same\nhaughty look of arrogant superiority.\n\nAll of them were either immigrants or the sons of immigrants from Puerto Rico\nand Mexico and therefore could surely not be the hidalgo grandees which they\nclaimed to be, but they acted the part superbly . They retained both their\nfathers'and mothers' surnames. Don Diego was known in the organization as Don\nDiego Vasquez y Menendez. Of course, he pronounced the names with the\nCastillian lisp as \"Vasqueth y Menendeth\"\n\nSangre Puro (pure blood) was not merely a motto but an obsession with them.\nThe Hispanic Hidalgos guarded their womenfolk carefully and refused to allow\ntheir sisters or daughters to mingle their pure blood line with that of men of\ninferior lineage. \"Mongrels\" who became too familiar with Hispanic Hidalgo\nwomen suddenly found themselves incapable of passing on their impure blood to\nfuture generations. Henry knew nothing of this and his ignorance had placed\nhim in a perilous situation.\n\nIn addition to being white supremacist and male supremacist, though, the\nHispanic Hidalgos were absolutely intolerant of drugs and prostitution. Drug\npushers, drug dealers, and pimps were unwelcome on the streets of the\nHidalgos' turf, and, if one appeared there, he was never seen or heard from\nagain.\n\nDespite their fondness for daggers and swords, the Hispanic Hidalgos did not\ndisdain the use, at need, of modern firearms. After a few attempted drive-by\nshootings were thwarted by automatic rifle fire, the word got around to cool\nit and keep out of their turf. The Hidalgos were a power to be reckoned with\nand not an altogether bad one.\n\nThis was not an opinion shared by the Ghetto Masters and especially not by\nHenry Nakamura in his present awkward situation. Don Juan and Don Diego\nbrought him to a man whom they treated with great respect, Don Fernando\nVelasquez y Torremolino del Castello Moro, their leader .\n\nDon Diego, who had been present as a spy at the Youth Center dance had\nrecognised Henry as a Ghetto Master and explained to Don Fernando how they had\nfound him wandering about evidently looking for something. Don Fernando told\nthem to bring Henry to the interrogation chamber, a euphemism for a\nreproduction of a medi\u0107val torture chamber.\n\nThere, Henry was fettered to a wall with antiquated but very serviceable iron\ngyves. Don Fernando prided himself on speaking as excellent English as he did\nCastillian. He now questioned Henry in far better English than Henry spoke, he\nbeing more at home in Ebonic.\n\n\"What are you, a Ghetto Master, doing here in Hispanic Hidalgos' territory ?\",\nhe asked quietly. \"Ah got off at da wrong stop.\" replied Henry. Don Fernando\nslapped him across the face with the back of his hand. \"Five miles from your\nown turf ? Surely you can do better than that !\", snarled Don Fernando. Henry\nwhimpered. \"It's all a mistake.\", he sobbed. \"That, I can believe\", said Don\nFernando. \"It is the worst mistake you have ever made.\n\nIt is most unlikely that you were sent here as a spy. You are far too inept\nand cowardly to be of any real use as a spy. So, why ARE you here ?\" Henry was\nsilent. Don Fernando reached down, seized Henry's package and squeezed.\n\"Speak....before you need to scream. WHY ARE YOU HERE ? \" Henry screamed first\nand then spoke. \"A gal, ah was tryin' to find a gal.\"\n\n\"Her Name ?\" asked Don Fernando, releasing his grip on Henry's balls. \"Maria,\nMaria Ramirez. Ah'm in love with her.\" Don Fernando slapped Henry across the\nface\n\nagain. \"You Dare ! Maria Ramirez y Torres de Hermosillo is one of OUR women, a\nwhite woman de sangre puro, of pure blood, and YOU dare to lust after HER, you\nMONGREL ! Look at you. You're not a pure-blooded anything. Black, Asian, and\nGod knows what else. You are a MUTT! NEVER will she be defiled with the seed\nof a thing like you !\"\n\nDon Fernando ordered Don Diego to take down Henry's pants and bring him un Em\nOchenta. The orders were given in Castillian and Henry had to wait to see what\nthey meant. As soon as he saw the object in Don Diego's hand, Henry knew that\nEm Ochenta means M-80. Oh God, what was he going to do with that ?\n\nIn a moment, Henry's pants were down around his ankles. He was wearing tight\nwhite briefs which showed off his impressive genital endowment to best\nadvantage.\n\nAt the moment, this was definitely not to Henry's advantage. Further\ninstructions in Castillian followed and Don Diego carefully tucked the M-80\ninside the pouch of Henry's tighty whiteys, so that it nestled directly under\nand between his testicles with just the fuse protruding through the fly.\n\n\"This pyrotechnic device will assure that you never pollute the pure blood of\nany Hispanic Hidalgo woman with your mongrel seed.\" explained Don Fernando. \"\nI must now take my leave of you for a moment. I don't want my clothing soiled\nwith the wreckage of your sex organs. \"\n\nDon Fernando took a small taper from Don Diego who left the room. He lighted\nit from one of the post candles which illuminated the torture chamber and\nafter using it to light the fuse, took a hasty exit from the room. He had\nbarely enough time to close the door before the explosion, which was followed\nby a terrible scream. Even the thick walls and door of the torture chamber\nwere inadequate to muffle the sounds.\n\nWhen Don Fernando opened the door of the room, Henry was still screaming and\nsobbing . His briefs had been blown to shreds, His shirt, belly, thighs, and\neven the opposite wall of the room were spattered with the shattered remains\nof his once impressive genitals. A useless stump, perhaps 1/3 the original\nlength of his penis dangled over the gory mess between his thighs.\n\nRather unnecessarily, Don Fernando commented, \"Now, you no longer need to find\nMaria. You will never need her or any other woman as long as you live.\"\nTersely, Don Fernando gave orders to take Henry down off the wall, re-clothe\nhim and bring him to the Emergency Room of a nearby hospital, leave him on the\ncurb and leave as quickly as possible .\n\nHenry, having sunk into a coma from shock, knew none of this. He awoke in the\nhospital to discover that he had retained only a 3\" stump of his penis. Gangs\ndo not involve the police in their affairs. Henry told the police that he\nremembered nothing about what had happened to him. He was not sure that he\ndared tell the truth about it to the Ghetto Masters either, however.\n\nThey might not approve of his falling in love with a Hispanic Hidalgo girl and\ninvading their turf to find her. It might be better if he just left the whole\nmatter a mystery by claiming amnesia, which, he had heard is not uncommon in\ncases of severe trauma.\n\nDon Fernando was right, of course, Henry never needed a girl again, just as he\nnever needed a jockstrap or a razor any more.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 54, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 149, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "returning to the womb", "Tags": "TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "being transformed into a baby girl.", "Text": "OK, what's going on? WAKE UP! WAKE UP!\n\nIt's coming back to me. I'm in a recovery room. I have just gone through a\nradical surgery. One that that can only be described as bizarre. My memory is\nvague at the moment but as time elapses, it is returning to me.\n\nMy name is Julianne (given to me by my mistress Andra). Our relationship\nstarted out quite normal but escalated into a world of a forced of\nfeminization and infantileism.\n\nWe met in a bar (obviously) and hit it off right away. I was comfortable\ntelling her about my ultimate fantasy of living the rest of my life as a baby\ngirl. She told me that she was dominant, hated men, and would love to help me\npursue my dream.\n\nAndra is a beautiful Woman. She is quite statuesque with a body that most\nWomen would kill for. She is also very into the idea that I have proposed. I\nwant to be submissive and feminized. She wants me to be totally regressed to a\ntoddler. Completely reliant on her. She will put me on hormones, and rid my\nbody of hair. She will have my face feminized to that of a little girl, and\nwill cut my hair appropriately. I will quit my job and commit to this for the\nrest of my life. If this is agreeable, she will have a legal contract drawn up\nby her Lawyer and the process will begin. I agreed without hesitation.\n\nThat was three years ago. Since then, my body has been softened by massive\ndoses of hormones. Laser hair removal and eletrolysis has taken care of the\nrest. I now have only the soft downy hair that a baby would have. My breasts\nhave filled out nicely and are very sensitive. My hips have become very wide\n(40\") and my waist has shrunk to an amazing 29\" through extensive corset\ntraining. Now, as I lay in the recovery room, I remember the last step in the\nprocess.\n\nAndra had found a Doctor to perform an un-precedented surgery. He would remove\nmy testicles and most of my scrotum. He would leave just enough tissue to put\nin two pea-sized testicular replacents. He would also hollow out my penis,\nmake a few cuts, and form it into one of a new-born baby. That is what\nhappened today.\n\nI will now go home to a room that has been totally converted into a nursery.\nThe wall-paper is pink. It has clowns and teddy-bears. A customized crib will\nbe my new bed. The nursey is also complete with a changing table and a nursing\nchair. Andra has hired a \"Wet Nurse\" to feed me. I will not be allowed to\nspeak normally. I will wear diapers, plastic panties, and pretty pink dresses\nat all times. My hair has been cut into a very cute \"little girl\" style,\nshoulder length with straight bangs. Eventually, Andra plans on having what's\nleft of my penis and scrotum removed. In its place, will be a very feminine\npre-pubescent vagina. By then, my behavior and my speach pattern will be that\nof a little girl. I can't wait until I'm healed. I cant wait to see the\nDoctor's work. I can't wait to start my life over.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Village row ends in cannibal attack", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "News story parallels and validates frequent ending of archive stories", "Text": "` Village row ends in cannibal attack `\n\nOriginal URL:\n\nhttp://www.iol.co.za/html/frame_news.php?click_id=79&art;_id=ct20010430092522783M200238\n\nFebruary 08 2000 at 06:59AM\n\nPort Moresby - A village dispute in Papua New Guinea ended with a man tearing\nout the eyes, testicles and heart of another and eating them, police said on\nTuesday.\n\n\"The villagers just watched in horror. The people are still in a state of\nshock,\" Police Superintendent Ben Simanjon said from the town of Madang.\n\nMoropia Silkapi, 35, was chased into the bush by villagers and tied to a tree\nto await police. But before authorities reached the scene, the victim's\nrelatives had arrived and killed him.\n\nCannibalism was widespread in this jungle-clad South Pacific nation until it\nwas suppressed by British, German and Australian colonial authorities before\nindependence in 1975.\n\nNews of the January 31 incident only reached Port Moresby on Tuesday. -\nReuters  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 57, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 7, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ricky Visits America  - Chapter 3 of 4", "Tags": "BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, Redirect page; mentioned - no sex", "Summary": "This is redirect to make Chapter 3 show up under \"C\" as well as \"P\" in Author Index.", "Text": "New Page 1\n\n **Please[click here to be\nredirected](http://web.archive.org/web/20090218052427/http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/R/ea_112540ricky_vi.htm)\nto Chapter 3!**\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 1, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The hunt", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Women love the thrill of the hunt,but men...", "Text": "Hyno-therapy.\n============\n\nI saw a hypno-therapist. The therapy seemed to be working.\nI had given up smoking. But now I couldn't get an erection.\nI plucked up courage and informed her of my new problem. \n\n\"Drop your pants\". I did as she said. I stood naked in front \nof her. She said \"Get it up\". I fondled it and carressed it.\nI couldnt get it up. \"Up\" She said calmly. My penis rose.\n \"Down\" and my penis dropped. She repeated this about 5 times.\n My penis rose and fell at her command. \"Am I cured\" I asked.\nShe laughed. \"That's my penis now. Not yours.\" She said.\n\nI tried to leave. She said \"Still\". I froze. I remember her\ntelling me to eat her pussy and penetrate her. She enjoyed\nit. I also remember holding one end of some cutting wire\non the left of my genitals while she moved the other end to remove\nmy genitals. I remember being de-sexed quite vividly. But\nmy genitals are intact.\n\n\"He may think so\" but another trophy takes it's place on the\nhynotherapists wall of man-hood. And her secret hobby remains\nundiscovered.\n\nTo de-sex a man in front of his wife when giving sex councelling\nis her favourite. They leave without the man's genitals and never\nrealise that they are no longer having sex. To deprive a female and\na male of having sex is a great feeling of power.\n\n\nThe New Year's Hunt.\n====================\n\nIt was an honour to be invited to ride with the local Lady in her\nHunt. I arrived early and was shown to the house. The Lady greeted\nme. As I was chatting to her - she slapped me in the face. I was\nstunned and shut up. Her boot landed into my balls. I doubled up\non the floor. 2 other ladies knelt either side of me and cut off\nmy clothes. They lifted me naked from the floor onto my feet.\n\nThe Lady said \"You better get going now. You dont want us to catch\nyou, do you Mr Fox\". Oh my God, I'm going to be hunted. I ran out the\ndoor and across the field. I was running for 15 minutes before tiring\nseverely. I went to walking pace. I was in the middle of her massive\nestate. I was heading for a wooded area.\n\n1/2 an hour later I was deep in the forest. I felt safe. Another 20\nminutes and I had reached the other side. Now what. Cross the flat\nopen land or stay in the forest. I decided to head into the woods\nagain but stay towards this side. Just stay put and eventually they\nwould give up.\n\n10 minutes later. I heard a few dogs and horses coming through the woods.\nI ran for the open land. I got about 50 metres and spotted several\n horse-women coming from either direction around the woods. I changed\ndirection back into the woods.\n\nI was in the woods. I'd take my chances with the slow moving horses in\nhere. I saw a couple of women in front of me. I headed left into\na single woman who had dismounted. She dived at my legs and tripped me.\nI tried to crawl away. But she had got to my balls. I couldn't move.\nThen she punched - several times. I was stopped, motionless, my balls in\nagony.\n\nShe harnessed my cock and my balls by seperate teathers, mounted her horse\nand marched me out of the woods. There was applause. The women were\n obviously delighted.\n\nThe women harnessed my hands and legs to seperate horses. They moved the\n horses and my body was raised above the ground. My ball teather was \nheld in my captures hand and my penis teather was given to the Lady.\nWith one yell both women charged their horses, which had the desired effect\nof removing my male genitalia.\n\nSince then I have  worked for the Lady. Her and her friend, both still have\nmy genitals as their trophies. But as the Lady says they could have de-sexed\nme in the house but that wouldn't have been much fun, would it?", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 86, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Special Clan", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "<STRONG>Corrected copy........Wife Judy and husband join the club. Requirement is for hubby to give up his balls. </STRONG>", "Text": "` `\n\nThe Special Clan  \n  \n\"Judy how is your husband doing?\"\n\n\"He is still  \nin bed but is healing nicely.\"\n\n\"Well Judy you  \nare now one of Master\u2019s select women and  \nyou are now one of our sisters. Master treats  \nus all very well and we each receive his  \nblessings. Sister Jane is due to deliver sometime  \nthis week. It will be her 4th baby by Master since  \nthey joined and her husband lost his balls.\"  \n  \nThe ritual is the same each time Master  \nallows new members to our select club.  \nThe fixed husbands have their work to do  \nand only the wives are allowed to sit and  \nwatch as Master personally castrates the  \nnew member's husband. We sisters all now  \nlook forward to witnessing this blessing  \nthat Master bestows upon the husband  \nand the group.  \n  \nSister Sue is in charge of collection and  \npreservation of Master\u2019s trophies. She has  \nthe jar full now. There are all sizes of balls  \nin her jar. 6 wives now, 12 trophies.  \n  \nIt is sometimes difficult to sit and watch  \nyour own husband be castrated but the  \nnext time it is someone else\u2019s husband you  \nwill enjoy it more. I suppose it is easier in  \nmost of our cases though as Master is  \ncareful to only accept new members where  \nthe wife and husband have discussed their  \ndesire to have the husband be castrated.  \n  \nHe encourages the husband to masturbate  \nto completion as the wife watches and tells  \nhim he will soon lose his nuts. All the wives  \nsaid that their husband had confided in them  \ntheir desire to be castrated and so this avenue  \nwas the perfect solution. Of course there is  \nthe occasional husband that may regret having  \nhis nuts cut but I haven\u2019t heard any comment  \nas yet in our club.  \n  \nAnd all the wives are pleased with the  \nattention that Master bestows upon them.  \nQuietly they joke in private of the Master\u2019s  \nBaby Club referring to the large endowment  \nof Master and how he can reach those spots  \ntheir husband never could before. Furthermore  \nin most cases laying just one time with Master  \nensures being pregnant.  \n  \nMaster will officially welcome Judy to his  \nprivate club starting tonight and her welcome  \nwill last for 3 days and nights. She will then  \nbe as the other wives now are, very happy  \nand satisfied. Only time and a few month will  \ntell Master\u2019s success with Judy.  \n  \nJudy sister Joan will come by tomorrow and  \ncheck on your husbands stitches and see how  \nhe is doing and take pictures for the record.  \n  \nThank you sister Clare. Sister Betty was  \nby earlier to welcome me also.  \n  \nOh, you will love it here Judy.  \n  \nBye for now.  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "How I cut off my own cock.", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "I always wanted a penectomy and I finally did it.", "Text": "For years I fantasized about cutting off my worthless cock. I banded it. I put\npins through it and I beat it regularly, with a bat. I hated my cock so much\nthat I could not stand it. the more scared up it got the more I wanted to\ndestroy it. I started numbing it and soon I was ready. I shaved my crotch. I\nmasturbated till I was Hard. Then I wrapped some electrical tape around the\nbase. Enough to cum and stay hard so I could wrap it real tight. I jerked my\ncock like never befor and soon cum was spraying every where. Because of the\ntape this made me even harder. Then I taped it as tight as I possible could.\nWrap after wrap. The I picked up my knife, a japanese combat knife, razor\nsharp. I put it at the base of my stupid dick. My heart was pounding, but I\ncould not stoped. It burned as the knife first bit into my parrtially numb\ncock. I pressed harder and there was resistantce, then the knife just passed\nthrough quicklly and I was holding my still hard cock in my hand away from my\nbody. I was shocked. I looked at the other end of my dick. It was all sureal.\nI put it in my mouth and sucked on it. It was a while befor I went to the\nhospital. Thanks to the good wrapping job I did not bleed much and my severed\ncock stayed hard. After several hours it was very discolored and mishapen. I\nput it down the garbage disposal before I left. The sound of my cock being\nground up and washed down the drain was so final.  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 19, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A simple Joke", "Tags": "Other:  Joke", "Summary": "A simple Joke about a Tourist in Spain.", "Text": "An American touring Spain stopped at a local restaurant following a\nday of sightseeing. While sipping his sangria, he noticed a \nsizzling,scrumptious looking platter being served at the next table. \nNot only did it look good, the smell was wonderful. He asked the \nwaiter, \"What is that you just served?\"\n The waiter replied, \" Ah senor, you have excellent taste! Those are\nbulls testicles from the bull fight this morning.  A delicacy!\"\n The American, though momentarily daunted, said, \"What the hell, I'm \non vacation! Bring me an order!\"\n The waiter replied, \"I am so sorry senor. There is only one serving\nper day because there is only one bull fight each morning. If you \ncome early tomorrow and place your order, we will be sure to save \nyou this delicacy!\"\n The next morning, the American returned, placed his order, and then\nthat evening he was served the one and only special delicacy of the\nday.  After a few bites, and inspecting the contents of his platter,\nhe called to the waiter and said, \"These are delicious, but they are\nmuch, much smaller than the ones I saw you serve yesterday!\"\n The waiter shrugged his shoulders and replied, \"Si senor. Sometimes\nthe bull wins.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 14, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Heard on the CB radio", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Trucker A: I'm so horny, when I get home tonight, the wife will probably\nhave another kid. `\n\nTrucker E: Ever thought about sterilization?\n\nA: Yeah, I've thought about it but it cost so much, Why? are you sterile?\n\nE: Hell, my nuts have shrunk to almost nothing.\n\nA: Where did you get it done?\n\nE: You know that Cantina where you turn by Donna's Ranch?\n\nA: Yeah\n\nE; Ask in the back, she's got a pair of nut nippers. She'll have you in and\nout in 10 to 15 minutes.\n\nA: Does it Hurt?\n\nE: Only for a minute or so, then they're numb.\n\nA: Know anybody else she's done?\n\nE: The whole family has been, My Dad, my uncle, my brother in law, cousins. If\nshe's still around she might even do my son when it's time.\n\nA: She's really good, huh.\n\nE: Oh, yea!!\n\nA: Maybe I'll have to try it. Think she's still open tonight?\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 22, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Egyptian Clitless Jokes", "Tags": "Clitless jokes", "Summary": "96 % of Egyptian women are clitless. Here\\'s some jokes for them", "Text": "Q: What is the hottest night spot in Egypt ?\n\nA: The Clitless Club\n\nQ: What do you call women with clits in Egypt ?\n\nA: Tourists\n\nQ: What\u2019s the Taliban\u2019s words for women with clits ?\n\nA: Infidel bitch\n\nQ: What kind of sex toys is deemed as \u2018unmarketable\u2019 in Egypt ?\n\nA: Anything with clit teaser on it ( there is no clit to tease )\n\nQ: If most Egyptian women are clitless, why is the clit pump sells better in\nEgypt than in America ?\n\nA: It\u2019s the perfect tool to do clitoridectomies\n\n\\---------------------------------------------------\n\nThree Egyptian women are having coffee and talk about how stupid their\nhusbands are.\n\nAmeena: My husband bought this set of fitness equipments and never use them.\nAbdullah is fat like a cow.\n\nNabila: My husband Ahmed bought a lawnmower. We live in an apartment and don\u2019t\nhave a garden\n\nJamila: Last night after my husband, Ali took off to Thailand for a business\ntrip, I open his drawer and found a cock ring with a clit teaser on it. What a\nstupid guy. He knows I\u2019m clitless\n\n\\---------------------------------------------------------\n\nQ: How do you insult an Egyptian woman ?\n\nA: Give her a clit teaser\n\n\\-----------------------------------------------------------\n\nHere\u2019s a list of movie produced by Pyramid Production in Cairo, most are rip\noff of Hollywood movies.\n\nThe Clitless Club ( The Cotton Club)\n\nClitless in Cairo ( Sleepless in Seattle)\n\nClitless ( Clueless)\n\nDude, where\u2019s my clit? ( Dude, where\u2019s my car ?)\n\nClithanger (Cliffhanger)\n\nCut Clit Island ( Cut Throat Island )\n\nQ: What kind of piercing is not available in Egypt\n\nA: Clit piercing ( There is no clit to pierce, lol )\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "oooh  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  oooh  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([b1964b@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/mailto:b1964b@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [PENECTOMY] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    i met her right after she cut her husband.... i know she will cut \n    me....\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    hard nipples bouncing through her thin cotton shirt as she walked \n    down spring street at grand.  i saw her smile at a workman on a \n    ladder, and now she is on her way toward me, and she smiles at me.  \n    she says good morning.  she is radiant.  i know i am staring, i am \n    staring, i stop walking.  she looks at me and i follow her, not \n    five steps, as she pulls me into the alleyway and i push her \n    against the brick wall.  my god, i am inside her, pulsing, my hands \n    feeling her sides and her breasts.  then she shows me.  in her left \n    hand she shows me the severed penis, \"my husband's\", and i start to \n    fuck her harder and harder.  i don't know how i can keep from \n    coming.  she kisses me with his penis, brushes it on my lips, and \n    on hers.  oh my.  and then she tells me to stand still.  i am all \n    inside her.  the blade on me now.  i feel like i am going blank.  i \n    start to come, and she pulses inside.  no, not now, she says.  not \n    this time.  some blood but i am still there.\n    \n    i have been to see her many times.\n    i know she will cut it off of me.\n    when will she?\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20110525093225/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 33, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "'Masturbation Dreams Become Reality' (continued)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Torture", "Summary": "Continuation", "Text": "` It was 10.00 pm and no sign of her. Adrenaline was rushing through my\ncirculation. \u2018This is it man\u2019, I was thinking in my head as I was frenetically\nwalking to and fro all these years of dreams are finally going to be realised.\nAs I was lost in my thoughts a car stopped a hundred meters away from my\nlocation and switched the bright twice then put off the lights but kept the\nengine going. She came. I walked quickly to the car. `\n\n\u2018Get in\u2019, she said.\n\nI didn\u2019t know what to say so I just obeyed, got in and put the seatbelt on.\n\n\u2018Afraid?\u2019 she asked.\n\n\u2018No\u2019 I lied.\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t worry about anything you just relax and I\u2019ll take care of you\u2019, she\nsaid with a short quick smile.\n\nDuring the drive I couldn\u2019t keep my eyes off from her thighs as she pressed\nthe pedals, and imaging how they would feel on my intimate parts. Although she\nknew where my eyes where fixed she didn\u2019t say nothing but kept driving. She\nthen put the indicator on and entered into a driveway of quite a big house.\n\n\u2018Here we are\u2019 she said as she got out of the car.\n\n\u2018Follow me\u2019.\n\nI did as she said without replying. As soon as I got in she closed and locked\nthe door. Then she stood in front of me looking directly in my eyes. I became\nvery tense. My heart was pounding. I was breathing fast. There she was an\nimage I longed for.\n\n\u2018Take off your clothes\u2019 her voice interrupted the way I was feeling, \u2018and wait\nhere until I will call you.\u2019\n\nShe left. I removed my shirt, shoes, jeans and boxers then placed everything\nat the side. My erection was the hardest I ever had. This is real it is really\nhappening I was consistently telling myself. Minutes passed and still no sound\nfrom her. I started feeling cold.\n\n\u2018Get up the stairs and follow the trail I left you!\u2019\n\nI started walking up step by step. When I arrived upstairs I noticed intimate\nclothes lying on the floor. A chill passed through my spine and I came just\nlike that throwing semen everywhere. My erection started fading. I kept on\nwalking slowly following the path she left. It lead to a door. I knocked.\n\n\u2018Come in\u2019.\n\nI opened and stepped in,. To my astonishment there she was seated in a big\nchair with her legs crossed the same way she kept them crossed at school. She\nwas wearing a black gown. Blood was rushing through my penis again and it was\nback brought to life. I felt embarrassed.\n\n\u2018Kneel down\u2019 she ordered. \u2018and tell me what did you fantasise about me\u2019.\n\nOh good god. I was never prepared to this. To tell her all the things I used\nher for in order to get my selfish pleasure and relief but another voice from\nthe other side of my mind was telling me that this might be the only chance I\never had to get close to her touch. That was it I started confessing my\nmasturbation fantasies to her. As I was doing so she slipped her hand through\nthe opening of her robe and started masturbating herself in front of me. My\nmouth was dying to taste her. She came and I could feel the echoes of her\nsexual moans of orgasmic waves passing through my spine.\n\n\u2018Crawl here and drink my sexual juice and touch my clitoris with your tongue.\nIf you do a good job I\u2019ll make your fantasies come real.\u2019\n\nMy body automatically did what she said and there I was between her legs with\nmy tongue tasting the walls of her labia and smelling the scent of the woman I\ndreamt always of. She was pressing my head deeper and deeper in her with her\nhands controlling the rhythm of the sexual pattern that satisfied her. I was\nmost of the time breathless but I was lost in heaven. She came. I was released\nfrom her grip and fell by her feet breathing heavily recovering the air I was\ndenied of.\n\n\u2018Now its your turn\u2019\n\nTo be continued\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Clone Army One", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Science Fiction", "Text": "` Captain Shepard looked over her new clone troops that had just requisitioned\nfrom the manufacture. Two thousand she thought should be enough to put down\nthe rebellion in mines of Tralfamadore, a neighboring planet. `\n\nThe clones are all made from seven different men\u2019s DNA all with similar\ncharacteristics; tall, muscular, athletic structure and submissive to women.\nAll of the clones were only six years old but were fully developed men. They\nwere all given a growth hormone to mature physically and to stay mentally\nfocused. The clone boys at two are equivalent to a regular twelve-year-old and\nat five are fully grown men. Their training starts at age two when they are\nconditioned to fight on command and the basics of weapon use and physical\ntraining. At four they are ritualistically circumcised by a priestess and a\nserial number tattoo is placed on the tip of their penis, and is used as a dog\ntag and harvested after they are killed in action or ritualistically destroyed\nat the end of their four year service. The clones train in the nude and also\ngo into battle in the nude with the exception of necessary weapons.\n\nCaptain Shepherd\u2019s ten female Lieutenants were looking over their companies of\ntwo hundred clones each before they were loaded on to the transports. The task\nat hand was simple, a mining colony of five hundred male clones had gone out\nof control and the female administration had to flee the mine so the military\ncould destroy them and instate new mining clones to work the mines. The trip\ntook about five hours. The first transport of 400 landed and met with instant\nopposition all 400 were destroyed in less than ten minutes and less than fifty\nof the miners were destroyed. The Captain ordered the remaining four\ntransports to land and start fighting immediately. All but 83 of the clone\nsoldiers were killed in putting down the miner clones.\n\nThe inventory of the dead male soldier clones and the minor clones were the\nnext job of the Lieutenants. The female Lieutenants cut off all of the penises\nof the war dead and sorted out witch units perished in the fight. The\nsurviving clone soldiers burned the bodies of the clone men.\n\nColonel Lewis at headquarters ordered Captain Shepherd to castrate the\nsurviving soldiers and put them to work in the mines. The Lieutenants\norganized and area where they could remove the testicles of the remaining 83\nmen. All of the nude men were lined up and one by one sat them on an alter,\nspread their legs and cut down the middle of their scrotums, removed their\ntesticles and laser sealed the scrotum back together. The Lieutenants laughed\nat the men\u2019s penises because they were all erect. The removal of their\ntesticles must have caused a hormone discharge. Because the men were bred for\naggressive behavior their penises were very large and thick. The Captain and\nthe Lieutenants were getting really turned on (more than usual), but couldn\u2019t\ndo any thing about it. The Captain ordered the men to fight each other to the\ndeath. The men started fighting each other with their big penises bouncing all\naround. Soon all were dead. The Captain and the Lieutenants harvested the rest\nof the penises from the men. They had over 2,500 circumcised severed penises\nfrom all of the men to bring back\u2026\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 30, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sperm factory 1", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Secret plot to nullify all men by deseeding them first to be able to keep enough semen to keep repopulating the planet.", "Text": "` Jacob saw the advert in his local paper offering cash for sperm donation.As\nhe' just lost his job he decided he'd ring and offer his services. `\n\nThe guy on the phone told him where to come and bring a small suitcase of\nclothes as he could earn at least \u014120 a day,so if he stayed the more he would\nearn.\n\nJacob turned up to the place whick looked like a clinic and was called Well\nMan Clinic.He went to the reception and the young guy welcomed in and asked\nhim to sign a form agreeing to provide sperm samples with a disclaimer stating\nthat the clinic could not be held responsible for any injury or accident.Jacob\nsigned thinking nothing could happen over a few wanks.He was then taken to a\nlarge room where there was rows of beds each with a guy attached to a\nmachine.The young guy explained that the machine did all the hard work so\nJacob could just lye back and enjoy.Jacob was handed over to the doctor who\nimmediately showed him to one of the beds.He was asked to strip naked and lye\non his back.The doctor told him he would receive an injection to stimulate his\ncock to start him off.Jacob understood and got into position.The doctor then\ninjected his dick and gae him another injection in the arm.Almost immediately\nhis dick became rock hard but Jacob also realised he had suddenly lost all\nability to move.The doctor then took his wrists and ankles and put them in\nrestraints.He told Jacob that he would be kept like this till the final stage.\n\nThe doctor then slid a tube over Jacobs penis.straight away the tube created a\nvacuum and started to pull up and down on his cock.Leading out of the tube was\na thin clear pipe leading to a jar.Jacob presumed this was where his cum would\ngo.The doctor said he would leave and check in with Jacob later but first he\nattached a ring around Jacobs balls.The ring started to vibrate strongly\nstimulating Jacob more.He was by now totally carried away with the\nsensation.So the doctor left.\n\nTo be continued...............  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "In a future fictional FemDom society men are used forpleasure and amusement...and for cannibalistic indulgencesby women. Men are \"consentually\" harvested for femaleappetites.", "Text": "Giving: All For a Good Cause!\n\n\nIn a future fictional FemDom society men are used for\n    pleasure and amusement...and for cannibalistic indulgences\n    by women.  Men are \"consentually\" harvested for female\n    appetites.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 24, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Belle of the Super Bowl De-Ball", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Eunuch wannabes are intentionally grounded.", "Text": "_CB sends thanks for the emailed special request for this from a eunuch.org\nspecial friend._\n\n*\n\nCindy is oh so sinful in that Holy Shit sort of way.\n\nHer boyfriend Michael loves his own cock, but more importantly he loves to\nservice other cocks as Cindy watches. By her watch, he gets a cock off quick,\nno time outs and never a two-minute warning.\n\nOn Sunday, Michael became Michelle for a day. The yellow French maid's outfit\nwas perfect. While the men-in-stripes threw yellow flags, Michelle went down\nand out as the yellow fag.\n\nTen couples watched the first half as Michelle served drinks, her exposed cock\nrock hard against the tiny frilly skirt. The ten boyfriends were promised blow\njobs and their pants bulges showed an eagerness to be worked.\n\nThe halftime \"Who would be first?\" was answered by the girls de-pants-ing\ntheir dates. Longest would go last and longest in every way. Shortest would be\ngetting the biggest surprise.\n\nMichelle and another guy peaked out at five inches; Cindy was not shocked, but\nthe other low-five was so disappointing to the girl who brought its owner that\nshe tossed it out of one game and into another.\n\nThe new game involved both five-inchers being trimmed from the bottom.\nMichelle volunteered happily, but the second five had to be held down, yet he\ndid not struggle too much and the hardness of the fiveness showed he was\nwilling.\n\nWith throbbing cocks all around, the hard fives hardly noticed the elastrator\nbands going around their balls. When high and tight, Cindy gently\ncircumscribed a scalpel around the scrotal circumference and off-popped two\nsacks of skin. The freed white testes now hung fast and loose while the ball\nsacks were quickly stuffed with a cum-and-rice marinade and baked at 350\ndegrees for 35 minutes.\n\nThe two new-eunuch cock suckers sucked the bigger cocks to delicious finish by\nthe beginning of the second half, and the two hot ball sack snacks were\ntastily devoured during a thrilling fourth quarter.\n\nThis left four balls still hanging, and Cindy's readers hanging in suspense.\n\nStay tuned for Cindy Belle's short clip on making super Super Bowl rings.\n\n* \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "CASTRATION AT THE Y-S", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "CASTRATION AT THE Y-S CORRAL  \n  \nBy Ian Clifford  \n  \nMark and Andy had been on many summer vacations with their parents,  \nBruce and Maria. They had gone to Disney Land, Disney World and Las  \nVegas. Maria was the Dominant spouse and just after Andy was borne,  \nShe had her husband castrated at the Y-S Ranch. She figured that She  \nwanted no more children and that this would give him a better  \ntemperament and make him more docile. Mark and Andy were raised in a  \nFemale Dominant relationship. When Mark was fifteen and Andy ten, She  \nannounced that their summer vacation would be at their Aunt Marsha's  \nranch. They both looked forward to their vacation as they loved  \nanimals. Aunt Marsha had a ranch in Nevada very close to Reno.  \n  \nThey went by bus and were met by Aunt Marsha at the bus terminal. She  \nput them into a van with the Y-S logo on the side. The trip to the  \nranch was very uneventful with the boys noticing all the scenery  \nduring the drive. When they arrived they were taken to the house and  \nfed a big country meal. One thing that they had noticed on the ranch  \nis that they could see no cattle or farm livestock. Being late both  \nwent to bed.  \n  \nEarly in the morning the two boys were awakened by Aunt Martha. They  \nenquired what was for breakfast and were informed that breakfast would  \nbe later for this morning. They were to get a tour of the ranch before  \nbreakfast. Both boys showered and went with Aunt Martha and two of her  \nFemale ranch hands for the tour. They saw the well, the windmill and  \nthe outside of the barn where they were told that livestock were kept.  \nThey would see the insides of the barn later.  \n  \nThey proceeded to the Y-S Corral where both boys took a look around.  \nThe corral was surrounded by wooden fences and the only things in the  \ncorral were two wooden posts staked into the ground. The boys were  \nasked to make a fire and provided the wood and matches to make the  \nfire. When they were finished Aunt Martha placed a poker from one of  \nthe surrounding fences into the fire and also got lengths of rope  \nfrom the surrounding fence.  \n  \nAunt Martha then instructed the boys to remove their clothing and when  \nthey hesitated, the two ranch hands forcibly undressed them. A length  \nof rope was placed about the neck of young Andy and a gag placed in  \nhis mouth. He was held over to one side of the corral. Mark had his  \narms tied behind his back. His tied arms were fastened to one post  \nand his spread legs to the other. He also was gagged. He felt very  \nvulnerable and afraid. A length of cord was tied with a loop around  \nthe base of his scrotum and the other end tied to the post which held  \nhis legs and tightened.  \n  \nOne of the ranch hands knelt by his hip with a large knife in her  \nhand. Aunt Martha took the poker from the fire. The end now glowed  \nwhite hot. Aunt Martha explained to the boys that they were to be  \ncastrated to make them better persons. Their testes She explained  \nwould make them harsh and ignorant and that they would be better off  \nwithout them. Mark muffled from behind the gag.  \n  \nThe ranch hand by his hip grasped his scrotal sac at the base with Her  \nleft hand and pulled his balls away from his body. With the knife in  \nHer right hand She sliced through the scrotum severing his balls in  \nthe process. Blood poured from the wound where his balls had been. He  \nscreamed in pain from behind the gag. Aunt Marsha quickly grabbed the  \nhot poker and cauterized the wound. His screaming and thrashing about  \nintensified and shortly he passed out from the pain. His body was  \nplaced over one of the fenceposts and he just hung there like so much  \nmeat over the fence.  \n  \nThe ranch hand holding Andy shoved him forward. She noted that \"it's  \nyour turn.\" He fought and Aunt Martha and the other ranch hand came  \nforward to help. Soon he was fastened to the posts and crying behind  \nhis gag in fear of what was about to happen. Andy was roughly  \ncastrated in the same manner as his brother. Hie passed out from the  \npain also and his limp body was placed over another fencepost. The two  \nboys hung there with their bare backsides on display.  \n  \nAunt Martha had previously placed two branding irons brandishing the  \nY-S brand in the fire. The branding irons now glowed white hot and it  \nwas time to brand their livestock. Andy was done first. The two ranch  \nhands held his arms and legs from each side of the fence while Aunt  \nMartha applied the branding iron to his right butt cheek. Andy was  \ndone next. Both boys awoke when the hot branding irons seared their  \nflesh, marking them permanently.  \n  \nNow the process was complete. They had been castrated and branded just  \nlike real steers on any ranch. They were led in their pain back to the  \nbarn. This was to be their home for the remainder of their vacation.  \nIn the barn they met with other boys who had undergone the same fate.  \nThe boys were chained into stalls and brought out only for exercise  \nand punishment. Mark and Andy were not subjected to anything further  \nduring their period of recuperation which took about three weeks. The  \nremainder of their summer was taken up doing domestic and ranch  \nchores. They were subjected too long hours and hard work. Each night  \nthey were chained into their stalls in the barn. They were fed a type  \nof gruel for meals. Each Friday evening, the boys were punished for  \ntheir failures during the preceding week. The punishment generally  \ncomprised a good whipping using the cat -o-nine tails.Every boy from  \nthe barn received this weekly punishment.  \n  \nBy late summer it was a very different Mark and Andy who were picked  \nup by their parents. They were both docile and submissive and well  \nmarked from the whippings. They were glad to see their parents and  \nthought the ordeal was over. They were mistaken as they were taken to  \nMistress Marion's home to further learn their lifetime duties. There  \nthey were trained in intimate service to Women. The Friday night  \npunishments continued and each week they found they were punished  \ndespite their best behaviour. Their mother, Maria had sold the two  \ninto slavery. After about one year of this further training they were  \nsold to Dominant Women as trained slaves. They were to live out their  \nlives in the service of these Women performing household as well as  \nintimate duties. They had been trained to serve and would spend their  \nlives serving Dominant Women. They were sold and lent out to her  \nDominant Women during their lifetimes.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 83, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Eunuchs in Europe in 19 C", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, HISTORICAL", "Summary": "This is a unique document, certifying the existence of eunuchs in the Ottoman empire, outside of Constantinople at the end of the 19 c. It is a proposition for a provincial bill in the autonomous province of Eastern Rumelia from October, 1880.Mortimer", "Text": "` This is a unique document, certifying the existence of eunuchs in the\nOttoman empire, outside of Constantinople at the end of the 19 c. It is a\nproposition for a provincial bill in the autonomous province of Eastern\nRumelia from October, 1880. `\n\nMortimer\n\nPROPOSITION\n\nAs it came to us that some of the Moslem refugees, returning back to the\nprovince brought slaves with them, and as it is possible that there are slaves\nin many of the other (sc. Moslem) houses, and that the hideous trade with\nhuman beings will never come into being in the province, the signatories,\nbased upon the articles 30 and 100 of the Organic statute, have the honour to\npropose the following bill:\n\nArticle 1. Slavery is forever prohibited on all the territories of Eastern\nRumelia.\n\nArticle 2. The keeping, selling, buying and transportation of slaves of both\nsexes and without sex (NB!) is forbidden.\n\nArticle 3. The offenders of the 1 and 2 articles should be punished with a\nfine from 1000 to 10 000 grosh (100 grosh = 1 Turkish lira of the time) in the\nbenefit of the slave, who should be released immediately and with imprisonment\nfrom 1 to 6 months.\n\nIn case of repeating the crime, the offender should be punished despite the\nabove mentioned fine with imprisonment from 6 months to 2 years and is loosing\nhis political rights for 5 years.\n\nIn case of repeating the crime for a third time, the offender after paying the\nfine is expelled from the province (sc. In the Ottoman empire). In any case\nthe slave is set free.\n\nDeputies: 13 signitures.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 99, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 13, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "An Old Lesson Pays Off", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Two males ready for the bander, but only one band left. What\\'s a girl to do?", "Text": "Michelle could be such a tease thought Betty. She knew darn well that doing\ntwo geldings would take at least two bands. Ideally there would be more, just\nto be sure. But no, Michelle had to leave her with only the one band. They\nboth knew the rules: she would get to keep any geldings she banded herself.\nAnd there were two candidate for the band, and they both looked good. Betty\nwanted both of them.\n\nThe candidates were both nude, save for their bonds. Each man's ankles were\nshackled together so he could, with difficulty, walk - but he couldn't run.\nTheir arms were held behind their backs with proper restraints. They were not\ngoing to be able to wiggle out of them. They were both gagged. They were about\nthe same build.\n\n\"There are two of you. And I only have one band. In case nobody told you, the\nrule is I get to keep whoever I band. I want both of you, and with two bands\nit would be easy. Now I have to decide what I am going to do.\"\n\nShe looked right at the candidate on her left, \"Will it be you?\" He shifted\nnervously.\n\nShe switched her gaze to the candidate to her right, \"Or will it be you?\" It\nwas his turn to be more nervous.\n\n\"Let's see what else we have been left with.\" She said as she looked over a\nworkbench with a few scraps and boxes of seemingly random stuff on it. \"I know\nthere is only one band. And I can only keep you if I band you... I am not\nallowed to geld by any other means, or I would at least have that fun. But\nthat does not mean I cannot play with you both and at least have you two at my\nmercy, what there is of it, for a while.\"\n\nHer hand settled on a spool of string. \"Hrm.. I can have you both by the\nballs. Maybe I can come up with a little contest to see who gets to keep the\nweight of his manhood today. But how to judge? No matter. I shall make it up\nas we go along.\"\n\nShe soon had the string tied around the neck of the scrotum of one candidate.\nShe played out several feet of string and then cut it. The operation was\nrepeated on the other candidate. \"There, two stallions or are you bulls? And I\nhave your attention.\" She yanked one string and he felt it. \"And yours.\" She\nyanked the other string, also with effect. \"And now to figure out which one of\nyou will be my gelding. Or steer, if you prefer.\" They both shifted nervously,\nneither stepping forward for fear that would be volunteering, but neither\nstepping back for the same fear. Also, the string was already fairly taut.\n\n\"Oh, I know. Do not go away.\" she joked as none of them couldn't leave the\nlocked room. The two candidates couldn't even move around within it very well.\nShe took the band and fitted it onto the bander. She held it up between them\nso they could both see it as she squeezed the handles together and stretched\nthe band. \"When this band gets small again...\" she giggled. She threaded one\nstring through the band left to right, and then the other string right to\nleft. \"Now, maybe a little tug-o-war? Winner stays intact for another day,\nloser gets such a pinch. Too bad for me you cannot both lose...\" she stopped.\nShe grinned a wicked grin. \"Oooh... I think you both just lost.\"\n\nShe grabbed both strings and pulled the guys closer together. And closer\nstill. They resisted but the string was thin and strong and cut into their\nscrotums and she kept pulling hard. They followed their balls. Soon they were\nnearly touching. Very carefully Betty threaded the ends of the string between\ntheir legs and around. Eventually she could pull both and the guys would have\nto come together. Holding the bander in one hand, Betty gave a good pull and\nthen a quick yank with the other hand. When each guy had his nuts through the\nband she tripped the release.\n\n*SNAP* \n\nBoth men jerked as one, their scrotums trapped together, each with its balls\non the side of the band opposite their soon to be former owner.\n\n\"There!\" Betty exclaimed. \"I should have remembered that so much earlier. When\nthere there are two of you and only one of something, you just have to share!\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 78, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cutting my way across the USA: part I", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A Young woman travels across country castrating all the men she comes in contact with.", "Text": "Hi boys! My name is Lacy. I am 27, five foot seven, long black hair \nand bright blue eyes, and get whatever I want.\n\n\n\nYou better watch out for me! I love to castrate young men and boys, \nbig strong college boys are my favorate. Let me tell you my story:\n\n\n\nIt all began in Boston, I love Boston ( all those Ivy League college \nstuds ) but I was being transfered to San Deigo, California (yum, \nsurfer boys). I guess I just love hot smooth boys! I love their \nsmooth chests, tight round butts ( better if they're a little red of \ncourse) and their low hanging balls yum, yum. Well, back to the \nstory, I decided to drive. I want to see the country and of course \nthe boys too. So I rented a RV. That way I could stop anywhere I \nwanted. I had a month off so was in no hurry.\n\n\n\nIt was the end of August and I was sure that I would see college boys \non their way to school. yum yum. As luck would have it only a few \nmiles out of Boston, a spotted them, two college boys! With back \npacks and thumbs in the air like little pricks ready for action. I \ncouldn't resist, could I. Stopping the RV i opened the door and asked \nwhere they were going. they answered Priceton, New Jersey. they \nhopped in and away we went.\n\n\n\nPat and Mike were best friends. They grew up together in Boston and \nwere now off the school together. Pat had the brown reddish hair and \ngreen eyes as his name would imply. While Mike had dark wavy hair and \nbrown cow eyes.  They were very talkitive. Chatting about girls, \nschool, everything. I asked them if they were in a hurry to get to \nschool. they said no. Good, the traffic may get bad and I thought we \ncould stop and get to something to eat. Just after gettin out of New \nYork, i saw a sign Rest stop 5 miles.  Great! ( just to tell you this \nRV has a small kitchen, living dining room , bathroom and master \nbedroom. all the comforts of home.) \n\n\n\nI had sandwiches made and warmed up some tomato soup. By this time it \nwas getting dark. As we were talking I ask the boys want they did for \nfun. Sports of course came up. Then I asked what about indoor sports. \nThey both blushed. I decided to break the ice by starting a game of \ntruth or dare. Whoever lost would take something off, and after they \nwere naked had to do what the winner said. I decided to lose this \ntime. Soon we were all naked, later in bed. The boys were not shy. \nThey loved being naked with each other and me. As playing with Mike's \nballs I asked them if they ever got into a little kink. \n\n\n\n\"Like this\",  as I pulled on Mike's sack.\n\n\n\n\"Or this,\" as I bit Pat's nipple.\n\n\n\n\"Wow.\"  they said.\n\n\n\n\"I'll tell you what, one more game of truth or dare\"\n\n\n\n\"OK\" they said.\n\n\n\n\"If you lose, I own your balls.If I lose you can fuck me silly. deal.\"\n\n\n\n\"Deal\" they said.\n\n\n\nNow I had them! The game began. Before long they lost! Of ocurse they \ndidn't totally understand what i meant by \"own \" their balls.\n\n\n\n\"OK boys, get on the bed side by side.\"\n\n\n\n\"Now, let me tie you up it will be more fun this way.\"\n\n\n\nI tied them spread eagle and got out the toys. First gagged them. \nThen worked over their nipples, pinching and biting them. \n\n\n\n\"Now we'll see how kinky you can be\"\n\n\n\nI took out the straight edge razor and began shaving them bare. \nSaving the pubes for last. Now the time had come! I got out the \ncastrating tool. Put it over Mike's sack and pushed the button. His \neyes bugged out and he passed out. Next I went to Pat. He shoke his \nhead no, but it was too late. They were gone. Here is my bed to \nballess college boys! \n\n\n\nIt was a very good day!\n\n\nThe next morning, I dumped the two at the gates of Princeton. As I \ndrove away, I waved their balls at them to remind they what they had \nlost!\n\n\n\nAh, another day, more boys and their balls.\n\n\n\nLacy bye for now! You'll be seeing me!", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 81, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Half Castration", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "For as long as I can remember I have had a fascination of and about  \ncastration. I can remember masturbating on my grandparents farm holding  \nfresh testicles from the farm animals wishing that they were mine. As I  \ngrew older the feelings only grew in intensity. After I married my first  \nwife, we had only been married for a few months, I realized that she  \nalso had an interest in testicles and castration. One night after going  \nto a party we came home with a good buzz on form dope and beer. We  \ndecided to take a bath and have some fun in the tub. As she was playing  \nwith my relaxed scrotum she remarked that she could see the outline of  \nmy balls perfectly. One thing led to another and the next thing I knew I  \nproposed cutting open the sack to show her, and myself, one of my balls.  \nI got a clean razor out and shaved and washed my scrotum. Then I started  \ncutting the sack. The pain was very strong at first but kind of numbed  \nafter a short while, as I cut long and slow a piece at a time. At  \nvarious stages I would stop and she would look to see the ball rolling  \naround in my sack. It also became apparent that the incision would have  \nto longer to squeeze the ball out. When I finally got the testicle out  \nof the sack it had been almost an hour. We both were very turned on by  \nfinally getting to see my testicle out of the sack. It wasn't long  \nbefore we decided to cut this one off. I tied the cord with regular  \nsewing thread soaked in betadine twice then cut the testicle off. I also  \nput 3 stitches in the scrotum of the same thread leaving most of the  \nsack open. Blood loss was minimum. That night we had an incredible time  \nboth playing with my amputated organ. It did look very odd seeing my  \ntesticle dangling between her breasts off her necklace. We kept the  \ntesticle for about a week keeping it in dilute alcohol. In this time we  \nshowed it to many of our friends, before deciding to dissect it one  \nnight. This story isn't over however, my wife now, has similar interests  \nand we have decided in the near future to take my other one in a similar  \nfashion. I did get an infection that was easily treated with antibiotics  \nI had at home, and the scrotum healed quite nicely after about a month.  \n  \n<", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cutting my way across the USA: part three", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, TG, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Lacy and Joey continue traveling south and come to a military school.", "Text": "Hi again boys! Its Lacy! I am back, so you better watch out. You've \ngot what I want, and I always get what I want!\n\n\n\nYou may remember, I began my journey in Boston with two college boys \nheading for Princeton, and then Joey at a gas station in North \nCarolina. Joey decided to come with me and we continued going south. \nAs we were traveling I saw a sign \" Nathanal Greene Military Academy\" \nWow! It just one or two boys but a whole school of boys. Hot young \nmen just waiting for me! However, this would take some planning. I \ncalled a friend in the telephone company. He said he'd place a call \nto Col. Jacobson at the school. He also told me about the school. It \nwas small, only 150 students from the ages of 18-23, ALL MALE!, with \n10 on staff. As he was setting up the meeting, I got be work. We \nfounded a RV park.Rented a white station wagon ( adding a States \nHealth Dept. decal to the side of it). I also transformed Joey into \nmy assistant Joan. By the next morning we were ready to meet the Col.\n\n\n\nWe drove down the long drive to the main building. As I was getting \nout I asked one of the cadets where Col Jacobsons office was. He \nsmiles and pointed out the way, even opening the door for us.\n\n\n\nCol. Jacobson was a man about 30, 6 ft, hazel eyes, and brown wavy \nhair. He stood and greeted us. \n\n\n\n\"Nice to meet you, Col Jacobson. As you know I've come here from the \nstates health dept., because of a virus which has been found near \nhere. This virus can even be deadly, and because of that everything \nmust be held in a private and confidental matter. If news would leak \nout, it could cause the virus to be spread. I hope you understand. So \nfar, we know very little about it, however, It seems to be in rural \nareas, attacks only young men. It begins begins with a headache, dry \nmouth, achy felling, and continues to the genitals of the young men. \nThe testicles became large which causes the sack to lengthen. After \nthis happens, the area becomes inflamed, and and very sensitive. By \nthis time, only castration can save the young man from death. If not \nthe young man will die a slow and terrible death.\"\n\n\n\n\"What can I do to help\". Col Jacobson said.\n\n\n\n\"First we need to examine all your cadets for the virus. We need a \nwaiting room, examination room, a room to preform any castrations, \nand a room to care for the cadets after the castrations. How many \ncadets do you have here?\"\n\n\n\n\"About 150 and  staff of nine.\" col. Jacobson said.\n\n\n\n\"Good, we can do it in about two days. One more thing. the school \nmust be quarinteed for a week after we leave just to make sure it \ndoes not spread.\"\n\n\n\nIn less than an hour, we began. The cadets were stripped to briefs or \nboxers waiting for the exam in a gym all 150 of them. We used the  \nmassage room and coaches office for the exams. This first cadets was \nAdam. He was one of the best examples of young southern manhood I \nhave ever saw. At 6 foot tall 175 blond short hair and green eyes, \nbut that was only the beginning. As he dropped his \n\nboxers, saw the best uncut cock I have ever seen and behind it the \nbest low hanging balls ever. I knew I had to have them! He climbed up \non the table legs spread ass in the air. There was he virgin asshole, \ntight pinkish looking up at me. I told his about the virus and and \nbegan to touch him. His cock was responding, so the head was peeking \nthrough the foreskin. I pulled on his sack and you could see he felt \na little pain. \n\n\n\n\"Adam how does that feel?\"\n\n\n\n\"Hurts a little.\" he said.\n\n\n\nI pulled again, squeezing his right testicle.\n\n\n\n\"And that?\"\n\n\n\n\"That really hurts\", he said.\n\n\n\n\"Adam, I am afraid you may have the beginnings of the virus. To make \nsure we need to shave your pubic area for a closer examination. My \nassistant with prepare you.\"\n\n\n\nJoey lead Adam to the next room.\n\n\n\nThe next two boys were not very interesting at all.\n\n\n\nBy this time, Joey had shaved Adam, his crotch ass, butthole thighs \nall of it. I could see Joey enjoyed his job.\n\n\n\nAgain I examined Adam. You could see he was beginnning to worry. \n\nHis cock was getting soft and a little wet, which made me wonder if \nJoey had suck him off. However, just my touch, got it hard again. Now \ni looking down and saw the object of my desire, his ball sack. It was \nbeautiful, freshly shaved, will its huge cargo.\n\n\n\n\"I'm afraid Adam, that you have it. See the redness how sensitive \nyour testicles are. SEe how low your sack is.\"\n\n\n\n\"Oh no, what can be done!\" he cried.\n\n\n\n\"Only one thing, Im sorry, they got to come off.\"\n\n\n\n\"Really\" he said.\n\n\n\nIt will only take a few minutes and be almost painless\".\n\n\n\nI told Joey to get the hypo and injected him.\n\n\n\n\"You rest and  we can begin in 20 mins.\"\n\n\n\nI left him in the room and returned to the line of boys.\n\n\n\nThree more uninteresting cadets, until a young boy by the name of Ben.\n\n\n\nHe looked like Christian Slater at 18. Very cute and just a little \nhairy. He had low hangers too almost as nice as Adams huge sack.\n\nAs I touch them his cock began to grow, and he blushed. \n\n continued next", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 92, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Brothel of Gelded Whoreboys - Part 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Roman wives solve their problem. With the knife.", "Text": "` Clio and Aspasia had been friends for years. Both of their husbands were\nSenators, they moved in the same social circles. Clio resided many miles from\nRome and visited only occasionally. They were both the same age, forty two,\nand had grow up together. They suffered the same neglect as many of the wives\nin that particular circle. Their husbands, some of the most powerful men in\nRome, lived lives of their own. Their wives existed as mere appendages, to\nprovide no more than the appearance of respectability. This was important for\npublic perception. Behind the scenes the reality was different. Most of these\npowerful men led lives of debauchery. Aspasia`s husband sated himself with\nvery young girls. Clio`S husband spent much of his time penetrating the\nbottoms of young boys. This was nothing unusual for the ruling elite, common\npractice. But the ruling elite were men, always men. Women were never allowed\nto enter this exclusive circle of power. A women was meant to attend to her\nduties, being the wife of a Senator was a position of importance. She had to\nbehave in a certain way, it was expected of her. To do otherwise would bring\ndisgrace to their very important husbands, and possibly damage their standing\nwithin their exclusive circle. They could debauch themselves as they wished,\nbut the duty of the wife was to remain silent, After all, were they not the\nwifes of Senators, Senators Rome?. Was that not privilege enough for any\nwoman?. They were wealthy, they were respected, they had servants and\nsumptuous Villas. What more could they require?. `\n\nBut they did require more. Much more. What their husbands had forgotten was\nthat their wives had other needs. The needs of the flesh, the most compulsive\nneed of all. While they sated themselves with their young boys and girls,\ntheir wives lay in their beds, frustrated, and aching between their legs for\nthe touch of human flesh. The only servants they were allowed were females,\nyoung boys, and eunuchs. Not much chance of temptation there. Even if they had\naccess to males the greatest fear of all was pregnancy. This would mean\ndisaster for both herself and her husband.\n\nAt their regular social gatherings they spent most of their time bemoaning\ntheir situation. Among themselves they had no inhibitions.\n\nThe situation was suddenly to change.\n\nClio had invited Aspasia to visit her at her Villa outside Rome. It was her\nfirst time to visit there, due to the distance from the City. After dinner\nClio declared that she was rather tired and would retire for the night. She\nrequested Aspasia to visit her in her room so that they could continue their\nconversation. The conversation had, as usual, been about their situation. When\nshe entered the room her jaw dropped. She stared, her mouth and eyes wide open\nwith shock. Clio was in her bed. Lying beside her was a boy of twelve or\nthirteen at most. He was naked with a sheet draped across his groin. The head\nof his erect penis protuded above the sheet.\n\nClio grinned.\n\n\" This is Darius\" she said.\n\nAspasia struggled to speak. Her eyes were glued to the protruding penis.\n\n\" Do not worry Aspasia\" laughted Clio, \" he is a special boy\".\n\n\" What do you mean special?\" stuttered Aspasia.\n\nClio turned to the boy beside her.\n\nShe slowly pulled down the sheet.\n\n\" Spread your legs\" she ordered. Aspasia gasped.\n\n\" He has no testicles as you can see, I had them cut out of him. Spread your\nlegs wider boy and show the lady\".\n\nThe boy spread his legs wider, lifting his bottom from the bed and spreading\nhimself as if proud of the stiff organ jutting from his groin. Aspasia could\nsee the two small scars now.\n\n\" He has been castrated\" said Clio, \" the stones have been cut from his sac.\n\nTo be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 64, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "ss juvenile camp", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "mass castration of underage teens", "Text": "` camp 21 open its doors on november21st 1938 just out side the `\n\nvillage of Broumburg, just after Kristallnach took place.\n\nMany local villagers,knew more then they let on.\n\nas truck loads of young boys began to arrive at the camp.\n\nThe ages of the Boys ranged between 10 and 18.\n\nBerlins main objective was to eliminate the inferior races by\n\nsterilizing the young males off.\n\nAlthough the locals were not aware that the boys were having their\n\ntesticles removed.\n\nNot till the camp was liberated late December of 1944 did They find\n\nout the truth\n\nThe horrors were every where\n\nIn the main medical center they found jars with humen reprodutive\n\nglands in them ,they also found test tubes containing male sperm\n\nthat the doctors brutily extracted from the young boys before\n\nsending them of to be castrated.\n\nother chilling facts, there were actual photographs of the\n\ncastration even several film footages of the removal of the glands.\n\nBut it was the medical logs that told the horror story.\n\nDates Names ages of the victims, the amount of time it took to\n\nremove the boys testicles, even the amount of times they extracted\n\nsperm from from the boys.\n\nNow several log books were never found number 12 to 21 and 27 to\n\n33 have never been found the last log foung wa number 41 the last\n\nlog date was december 14th 1944 the day before the camp was\n\nliberated, a Jacob Reuben Weiss a 11 year old Jewish boy was quite\n\nglad to see us as He was in the castration holding center slated\n\nfor castration on december 15th 1944.\n\nHim and many nothe Boys testifed at the hearings on their brutal\n\ntreatment at the hands of the nazis,He said He had been raped\n\ntortured ,A Doctor Eric von Kuntz personally masturbated all of\n\nHis sperm ejaculation. it was believed with the log book that well\n\nover 200 thousand male boys were castrated by the nazis  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 56, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The sympathy fuck", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Be careful what you email....", "Text": "` We were sending silly emails at work. I remember sending the email to a\nmate, \"Fleur and Fran are real dogs....I'd love to give them both a sympathy\nfuck!\" `\n\nI never thought it'd get to them. Fleur was tall, with good firm tits, but she\nwas scrawny, with bright red hair. Fran was short and fat.\n\nTwo days later, I passed the sick room, and saw Fran on the bed there.\"What's\nup?\" I asked. \"Come in,\" said Fran. I did.\n\n\"I want a fuck, \" she said. \"Don't worry, no-one will here.\" Quick as a flash,\nshe locked the door, and stripped. Her boobs were big and pendulous, and her\narse large and wobbly. I didn't care, I was about to get laid for the first\ntime in years. I stripped off.\n\nJust then a key turned in the lock and Fleur came in. \"What's this?\" I asked.\nFleur peeled off her clothes, exposing her firm upstanding tits and her\nflaming red minge.\n\n\"We've heard you've been slagging us off on email,\" said Fleur. \"So we've\ndecided to punish you by chopping your balls off.\" \"N-n-no,\" I gasped.\n\n\"Yes!\" said Fran. \"But here's the good news. Before we castrate you we're\ngoing to give you a last hurrah.....to coin a phrase-\"\n\n\"-a sympathy fuck!\" they both said.\n\nI back away, but Fran just jumped on me, winding me. Fleur tied me hand and\nfoot, and gagged me with Fran's cunt-juice soaked panties.\n\nThe prospect of castration had gor me quite hard. Fleur sucked me off, and\nshoved my cock into her cunt where I came convilsively. Then it waas Fran's\nturn. She put me on top of her, guiding my cock into her for my second orgasm.\n\n\"Fun over. To work!\" said Fleur. Moving to the medial cabinet, she took out a\npair of surgical scissors. She cut my scrotum open, leaving my balls hanging\nout. \"You first....\" she said to Fran.\n\nFran took the scissors, and carefully snipped off my left ball. She handed the\nscissors to Fleur, who leered at me and said \"Prepare to be a eunuch!\" before\nshe cut off my right ball.\n\n\"One two three!\" they said simultaneuosly, popping my severed balls into their\nmouths on three. As they chewed the balls, they started coming. Quick as a\nflash, Fran flung Fleur to the ground, burying her head in the flaming red\nminge. She sucked Fleur's clit till they both came.\n\nLying on the bed castrated, I thought this was really hell on earth. Two women\nfucking each other silly in front of me, and I had no balls to join in, and\ncouldn't even get a hard on!!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 49, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Christine makes love", "Tags": "", "Summary": "Christine is bound and forced into love making.", "Text": "They headed back to the city; both excited.\n\nIt was dusk,when they arrived outside Alix's apartment. Alix parked the car\nand looked at Christine, 'Time for you to come up and finish the day off\nproperly.'\n\nChristine rubbed the end of her tongue round her lips.\n\n'But first put the bag in the trunk,' continued Alix. who took the bag and put\nit in the trunk of the Mustang.\n\nAlix's apartment was a lot bigger than Christine's. They went through the hall\ninto the large bedroom with the King sized bed.\n\n'You shower first,' said Alix. Christine stripped off and went into the\nbathroom. A few minutes later she emerged still drying herself in the large\nfluffy white towel. Alix spun her round and finished drying her back and the\nbacks of her legs. The she grabbed Christine's wrists and strapped them\ntogether behind her back.\n\nChristine didn't resist, but said, 'There's no need for that. I haven't got my\nimplements with me.'\n\n'I'm taking no chances with you. Besides I like putting my lovers into\nbondage.'\n\n'Just wait while I shower. I'll just be a few minutes.'\n\nChristine stood there waiting. She looked at the two pictures on the bedroom\nwalls. Each showed a pair of women making love; one portrayed a two naked\nwomen kissing; the other the act of cunnilingus. Christine knew she would soon\nbe participating in that.\n\nAlix emerged, her broad shouldered body fully shaved and her eyes full of\nenthusiasm. She came over to Christine and kissed her full on the lips,\npushing her tongue between them. She then moved her kisses down to Christine\nnipples kissing and sucking each one in turn. Christine responded, seeking\nAlix's nipples with her own mouth. Alix's hand were tight on Christine's\nbuttocks and they rolled on the bed kissing and licking each other. Alix moved\nher mouth down Christine's body, kissing past her navel. She reached\nChristine's groin and pulled her thighs apart and began to kiss and lick her\nlabia, eventually forcing her tongue between them.\n\nChristine yelled, 'Not there. Leave me alone down there!'\n\nAlix continued to push her tongue between the labia at the front of the vulva.\nChristine writhed and tried to pull her legs together. Alix was too strong for\nher. She also had an extender rod, which she pushed between Christine's knees\nand strapped on each leg. Christine lay helpless on the bed, her wrists bound\nbehind her and her knees forced apart. Alix looked down on her and put her\nhand between her labia, rubbing firmly.\n\nChristine looked for side to side and tried to move her hips away.\n\nAlix looked her in the eyes and said, 'Most women would relish this.'\n\n'They've got clitorises. You have no idea what this feels like. It is so\nfrustrating.'\n\n'If you don't like it, you shouldn't have had it cut off.'\n\nAlix held the back of Christine's head in one hand and continued to rub\nbetween her labia with the other.\n\nChristine writhed and tried to move her head around, but Alix had her firmly\nin her grip. She looked at Christine and said, 'Now you know the full meaning\nof BDSM. Your bondage, my discipline, my sadism and your masochism. It's just\na pity your not a masochist. But only for you. You're a sadist like me and\nthat's why I like overcoming you.'\n\n'It's time to stretch you,' said Alix and she got out a pneumatic dildo, which\nshe pushed into Christine's vagina. Christine stopped resisting, Alix got out\na bicycle pump and began to pump up the dildo. 'You like that, don't you?'\nasked Alix.\n\n'It is a little bit of pleasure.'\n\n'Good, you can have more of it.' and Alix kept pumping.\n\n'I think that will do. Now you are fully stretched.'\n\nLeaving Christine helpless on the bed, she openned a drawer and came back with\na harness of two crossed straps. She fitted the intersection to the base of\nthe dildo and clipped it on. Two straps came up Christine's front and two up\nover her buttocks at the back. She then threaded all four through a belt which\nshe tied around Christine's waist, just above her hip bones. She made sure\neverything was tight and secure.\n\n'There you are, all tight and fully stretched.'\n\nShe removed the extender rod and rolled Christine on her front, grabbing her\nbound wrists and strapping them to the belt.\n\nChristine sat up. Her wrists were tied to the belt in the middle of her back\nand her vagina was fully extended by the dildo strapped into the harness.\n\n'Just the way I like my lovers to be,' said Alix, 'Fully aroused and\nhelpless.'\n\n'Now you can do your job. Kneel on the floor and lick me out, while I rest on\nthe bed,'\n\nWith that, she lay with her buttocks on the edge of the bed and spread her\nthighs wide apart, resting her feet on the floor. Christine knelt between them\nand began to lick.\n\nAlix began to move gently and to moan. From time to time she convulsed. She\nshowed no sign of having had enough. After what seemed an age, Christine\nstopped and said, 'My tongue's tired.'\n\n'OK, it's time for bed.'\n\nChristine turned round, expecting Alix to unbind her.\n\nAlix smiled, 'Oh no, you sleep bound. I'll need you to do the job again during\nthe night. Anyway I'm not leaving your hands free while I am asleep.'\n\nShe pulled Christine into bed beside her. She turned the light off, put her\narm round Christine and was soon asleep.\n\nChristine eventually dozed off, but was woken in the dark hours by Alix\npulling her shoulders up. She had hold of Christine's head and pushed it\ndownwards. 'Time for another session.' she said. Christine moved down the bed\nand positioned herself again between Alix's legs and began to lick.\n\nAt daybreak, she again performed. Then Alix stretched her long arms and\nlegs.'Time to get up,' she said and climbed out of bed.'I'll make some\nbreakfast.'\n\nChristine said, 'I need to go to the bathroom.'\n\n'Sure it's through there,' said Alex pointing at a door on the left of the\nbedroom.\n\n'Aren't you going to untie me?'\n\n'No, you can manage everything yourself. There's a bidet you can switch on\nwith your hands in that position. In fact, take a shower. I'll come in and dry\nyou, when you've finished.'\n\nChristine's bound hands fumbled with shower controls, but eventually a strong\nstream of warm water emerged from the shower head. After a couple of minutes,\nAlix came in with her and made sure she was scrubbed all over. She turned off\nthe water and dried Christine and herself.\n\nAlix dressed in a slip and summer frock. Christine sat bound but otherwise\nnaked at the table waiting for breakfast. Alix served coffee and toast. She\nheld the coffiee cup for Christine to drink and then cut up the toast and fed\nit to her.\n\nAfter they had finished, Alix wiped Christine's mouth and said, 'It's time to\ngo. Your place is only a few blocks from here. It's a nice morning. Let's\nwalk.'\n\n'It would be nice to stretch my legs, and my arms,' said Christine, standing\nup.\n\n'Only your legs for the walk. The rest later.'\n\n'What do you mean?'\n\n'I have a cape for you. Your going to walk home in the harness.'\n\nShe put Christine's shoes on and then the cape over her shoulders, fastening\nit at the front. She picked up Christine's dress and slip and put it in a\nsmall bag, which she carried downstairs. Christine followed. At the Mustang,\nAlix openned the boot and got Christine's bag out. She openned it and put the\ndress and slip inside. She hoisted it in one hand.\n\nThen they set off down the sidewalk in the early morning sunshine. Christine\nkept her head up and tired to stride forward.\n\n'You're walking with a big sway to your hips this morning,' said Alix.\n\n'The straps are cutting into the top of my thighs. Beside I have never walked\naround with a full vagina before.'\n\n'I'll sort the straps for next time.'\n\n'Next time?'\n\n'It's all part of the deal. I find the women. You cut off their clitorises.\nThen you satisfy me.'\n\n'If you put it that way, I cannot refuse.'\n\nAfter a few blocks, they arrived at Christine's walk up. Alix openned the\nentrance door and they scaled the stairs. She found Christine's key in her bag\nand openned the door.\n\nChristine came in after her. They went into the main room. Alix took the cape\nfrom Christine's shoulders. They looked at each other.\n\n'Are you going to unstrap me?' asked Christine.\n\n'I suppose I have to, but I do like you bound.'\n\nAlix unstrapped her wrists from the belt but left them bound. She then took\noff the belt. The strapping dropped down. Alix pulled at it and the dildo came\nout. Alix took it to the sink and washed it under the faucet.\n\n'And my hands?'\n\nAlix unstrapped her wrists and Christine waved her arms free.\n\n'Time for me to go,' said Alix, putting the strapping into a plastic bag.\n\n'Just one thing before you go,' said Christine, dropping to her knees, 'Just\ncome here.'\n\nAlix looked at the naked woman kneeling in front of her and stepped forward.\n\nChristine lifed Alix's frock and slip and pushed her mouth between Alix's\nlegs. Her hands were on her buttocks. Alix put her hands on Christine's head\nas she parted her legs further.\n\nChristine kept on licking. After a few minutes swaying Alix came and moved her\nhips back. Christine's hands held on to her buttocks. Alix pulled the hands\naway and put one hand under Christine's chin, looking down into her eyes.\n\n'That was for fun?' she said.\n\n'That was the first time I've made love for the sake of it. You had better\ngo!'  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 174, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Nero - Appendix 1b (List of Characters)", "Tags": "WARNING, BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "<P align=center>In such a long saga as \u2018Nero\u2019, with many characters mentioned, some readers might encounter difficulty in remembering who is who. Consequently, the re-teller of Bicilus\u2019 autobiography proposes to reproduce this alphabetical list from time to time, updated only to the end of the previous posted chapter so as not to ruin the future storyline. Where individuals possessed several parts to their names, they are listed in accordance with how they were most commonly known, which often excludes \u2018praenominis\u2019 or \u2018first names\u2019, e.g. Gaius Musonius Rufus is listed under Musonius Rufus. Those mentioned in <I>italics</I> in the \u2018description\u2019 column have their own individual entries elsewhere. </P><P align=center>This second character list includes some of the new personalities introduced in chapter XLVII and is therefore up-to-date as far as the end of that episode.</P><P align=center>aka = also known as.</P>", "Text": "` **_\n\nNERO\n\n___**`\n\nBy Pueros\n\n __\n\nAppendix Ib \u2013 Earlier & On-going Characters\n\n| **_\n\nName\n\n_**\n\n| **_\n\nDate of birth & (if yet known) death\n\n_**\n\n| **_\n\nDescription\n\n_**  \n---|---|---  \n  \n**\n\nAchilleus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n11th Feb 42-?\n\n|\n\nSon of the pirate, Peleus. Adopted by _Musonius Rufus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAemilia Lepida Minor\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nGreat granddaughter of Augustus. Widow of Marcus Junius Silanus Torquatus.\nDaughters: _Junia Lepida_ & _Junia Calvina_. Sons: _Marcus Junius Silanus_ ,\n_Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAgricola\n\n**, aka Gnaeus Julius Agricola\n\n|\n\n40-?\n\n|\n\nBorn at Forum Julii & educated at Massilia.  \n  \n**\n\nAgrippina\n\n**, aka as Julia Agrippina or Agrippina the Younger\n\n|\n\n15-?\n\n|\n\nNiece & 4th wife of _Claudius_. The product, like her brother, the previous\nEmperor, Gaius Caligula, & eldest & youngest sisters, Drusilla & Julia\nLivilla, of the marriage of Claudius\u2019 deceased brother, Germanicus, to\nAgrippina the Elder, herself daughter of Augustus\u2019 chief lieutenant, Agrippa.\n\nFirst married by Tiberius to Gnaeus Domitius Ahenobarbus, brother of _Domitia\nLepida_ , making her an aunt, through marriage, as well as a cousin, of\n_Messalina_. Marriage produced a son, Lucius Domitius Ahenobarbus, later known\nas _Nero_. After being widowed, she married _Sallustius Paaienus Crispus_ ,\nwhom she then poisoned for his riches. Married _Claudius_ in 49 & began to\nplot her own son\u2019s succession to the Principate at the expense of her third\nhusband\u2019s natural son, _Britannicus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAnacletus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian of the Chatti tribe. Surviving younger brother of _Axenius_. Twin of\n_Axenia_.  \n  \n**\n\nAndrew\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect. Brother of _Cephas_.  \n  \n**\n\nApollinus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n32-?\n\n|\n\nRhodian slave of _Caius Silius_ & then in Imperial service. Intimate of\n_Bicilus_ & lover of _Petronius_ & later of _Rubellius Plautus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAquila\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect. Roman citizen & Jewish tentmaker.\nExiled with other Jews from Rome, settling in Corinth, where he hosted _Paul_\n& _Timothy_. Husband of _Priscilla_.  \n  \n**\n\nArius\n\n**, formerly Arminius\n\n|\n\n41-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian of the Chatti tribe. Bought as a slave boy & then adopted as his son\nby _Axenius_.  \n  \n**\n\nArminius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n19 BC-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian Chieftain of the Chatti tribe, responsible for the destruction in\nthe Teutoburger Forest in 9 AD of 3 Roman legions led by Varus. Grandfather of\n_Axenius_ , _Anacletus_ & _Axenia_.  \n  \n**\n\nArviragus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nCousin of _Caratacus_ & his replacement as King of the Britannian Catuvellauni\ntribe.  \n  \n**\n\nAthenodoros\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nGreat athlete, of Roman extraction but mainly Greek lifestyle, from Aigion in\nAchaea. Lover of _Melankomas_ of Caria.  \n  \n**\n\nAxenia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian of the Chatti tribe. Surviving younger sister of _Axenius_. Twin of\n_Anacletus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAxenius\n\n**, aka Quintus Remmius Axenius after his adoption by Palaemon\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch Germanian of the Chatti tribe. Grandson of _Arminius_ , lover, freedman\n& heir of _Palaemon_ , brother of _Anacletus_ & _Axenia_ & adoptive father of\n_Arius_. Later lover of _Pliny the Elder_.  \n  \n**\n\nBarnabas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect & early supporter & travelling\ncompanion of _Paul_.  \n  \n**\n\nBicilus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n32-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch slave name of a Britannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. Autobiographer.  \n  \n**\n\nBoudicca\n\n**\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nRed-haired wife of the much older King Prasutagus of the Britannian Iceni\ntribe, who gave birth to daughters in 44 & 46\\.  \n  \n**\n\nBritannicus\n\n**, aka Tiberius Claudius Britannicus\n\n|\n\n11th Feb 41-?\n\n|\n\nNatural son of _Claudius_ from his marriage to Messalina. Younger brother of\n_Octavia_. Close friend of _Titus_.  \n  \n**\n\nBurrus\n\n**, aka Sextus Afranius Burrus\n\n|\n\n|\n\nEquestrian who worked his way up through the service of Augustus\u2019 widow,\nLivia, and successors, Tiberius and Claudius. Ally of Agrippina, through whose\ninfluence he became Praetorian Prefect in 51. Close to _Seneca the Younger_ &\noccasional intimate of _Bicilus_.  \n  \n**\n\nCaius Silius\n\n**, or more properly Gaius Silius\n\n|\n\n16-48\n\n|\n\nDescribed as \u2018the handsomest man in Rome\u2019. First slave owner of _Bicilus_.\nExecuted for helping _Messalina_ launch an unsuccessful coup against\n_Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nCallistus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nFreedman of _Claudius_ , responsible for dealing with petitions & legal\nmatters. Grandfather of _Gaius Nymphidius Sabinus_.  \n  \n**\n\nCaratacus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nChief of the Britannian Catuvellauni tribe, son of Cunobelinus. Captured &\nsent with his family to Rome, where Claudius spared their lives but compelled\nthem to remain in exile. Sons: _Cyllin_ , _Cynon_ & _Lleyn_. Daughters:\n_Eurgain_ & _Gladys_.  \n  \n**\n\nCartimandua\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nQueen of the Britannian Brigantes tribe that betrayed, at her instigation,\n_Caratacus_ of the Catuvellauni to the Romans. Wife of King _Venutius_ , who\nopposed the betrayal.  \n  \n**\n\nCephas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect. Brother of _Andrew_. Moved to Rome\nfrom Palestina in order to try to spread Jesus Christ\u2019s dogma. Friend of\n_Pomponia Graecina_ & saviour from squalor of _Nigerinus_ & _Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nClaudia Antonia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Claudius_ from his second marriage to Aelia Paetina, which had\nended in a fairly amicable divorce.  \n  \n**\n\nClaudius\n\n**, aka Tiberius Claudius Drusus Nero Germanicus\n\n|\n\n10 BC-?\n\n|\n\nGrandson of Anthony, step-grandson of Augustus, nephew of Tiberius and uncle\nto Gaius Caligula. Fourth Emperor of Rome.  \n  \n**\n\nCorbulo\n\n**, aka Gnaeus Domitius Corbulo\n\n|\n\n|\n\nGovernor of Germania Inferior from 46.  \n  \n**\n\nCornutus\n\n**, aka Lucius Annaeus Cornutus\n\n|\n\n20-?\n\n|\n\nRenowned teacher from Leptis Magna in Libya. Slave of Seneca the Elder but\nfreed in his will. Subsequent employee of _Palaemon_. Tutor of _Britannicus_ ,\nas well as of _Persius_ , _Quintilianus_ , _Lucanus_ & _Helius_. Lover of\n_Servius_.  \n  \n**\n\nCrassus Frugi\n\n**, aka Marcus Licinius Crassus Frugi\n\n|\n\nd46\n\n|\n\nInfluential friend of _Claudius_. Killed because of the intriguing of\n_Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nCrispina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n31-?\n\n|\n\nEstranged wife of _Caius Silius_ , who helped to betray his plot with\n_Messalina_ to usurp _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nCyllin\n\n**\n\n|\n\n41-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A son of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nCynon\n\n**\n\n|\n\n43-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A son of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nDidius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n27-?\n\n|\n\nSuccessful gladiator & assassin for _Agrippina_. Earlier suffered a malicious\npenectomy when a legionnaire in Britannia.  \n  \n**\n\nDomitia Lepida\n\n**\n\n|\n\n5 BC-?\n\n|\n\nMother of _Messalina_. Sister of the first husband, _Gnaeus Domitius\nAhenobarbus_ , of _Agrippina the Younger_ & therefore aunt of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nDomitianus\n\n**, aka Titus Flavius Domitianus\n\n|\n\n24th Oct 51-?\n\n|\n\nYounger son of _Titus Flavius Vespasianus_ & brother of _Titus_.  \n  \n**\n\nDoryphorus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n28-?\n\n|\n\nSlave & intimate of the murdered freedman of _Claudius_ , _Polybius_. Later\nfreed to be assistant & intimate of _Narcissus_. Subsequently lover of his own\nassistant, _Helius_ , with whom he forms the early secretariat of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nEncolpius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n31-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch slave of _Petronius_. A Gaul.  \n  \n**\n\nEndymion\n\n**\n\n|\n\n37-?\n\n|\n\nSlave in the household of _Callistus_. Occasional subject of _Nymphidius\nSabinus\u2019_ sadism.  \n  \n**\n\nEpaphroditus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n32-?\n\n|\n\nPersonal slave of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nEurgain\n\n**\n\n|\n\n38-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A daughter of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nFaenius Rufus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nAlly & lover of _Agrippina_.  \n  \n**\n\nFaustus Cornelius Sulla Felix\n\n**\n\n|\n\n22-?\n\n|\n\nHalf-brother of _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nGalba\n\n**, aka Servius Sulpicius Galba\n\n|\n\n3 BC-?\n\n|\n\nFavoured by Augustus, Tiberius, Caligula & _Claudius_ with various important\npositions, including the governorship of Germania Superior. Intimate with\n_Titus Vinius_.  \n  \n**\n\nGallio\n\n\n|\n\n|\n\nBrother of Seneca the Younger. Governor of Achaea in Greece.  \n  \n**\n\nGiton\n\n**\n\n|\n\n38-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch slave of _Aulus Vitellius_.  \n  \n**\n\nGladys\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A daughter of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nHelius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nFormer Rhodian slave. Younger brother of _Apollinus_. Freed by _Palaemon_ to\njoin lover, _Doryphorus_ , in Imperial service.  \n  \n**\n\nHylas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n42-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian slave of _Musonius Rufus_. Named after Hercules\u2019 boy love. A\n\u2018thlibias\u2019 or \u2018shattered\u2019 eunuch.  \n  \n**\n\nJames\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nJesus Christ\u2019s eldest brother. First Bishop of Jerusalem.  \n  \n**\n\nJunia Calvina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , sister of _Junia Lepida_ , _Marcus Junius\nSilanus_ , _Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.\n\nWife of _Aulus Vitellius_ but divorced after being falsely accused by him of\nincest with her brother, _Lucius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nJunia Lepida\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , sister of _Junia Calvina_ , _Marcus\nJunius Silanus_ , _Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nKallikles\n\n**\n\n|\n\n28-?\n\n|\n\nCorrupt athlete from Sidon.  \n  \n**\n\nLleyn\n\n**\n\n|\n\n42-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A son of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nLollia Paulina\n\n**\n\n|\n\nd49\n\n|\n\nFormer wife of Caligula. Executed as a result of the plotting of _Agrippina_.  \n  \n**\n\nLucanus\n\n**, aka Marcus Annaeus Lucanus\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nFrom Corduba, capital of Baetica in southern Hispania. Nephew of _Seneca the\nYounger_. Early companion of _Nero_. Later became pupil in Rome of _Cornutus_\n& intimate with both _Persius_ & _Quintilianus_.  \n  \n**\n\nMelankomas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n29-?\n\n|\n\nGreat boxer from Halicarnassus in Caria. Lover of _Athenodoros_.  \n  \n**\n\nMessalina\n\n**\n\n|\n\nd48\n\n|\n\nThird wife of _Claudius_. Empress from 41. Executed for unsuccessfully trying\nwith _Caius Silius_ to usurp her husband.  \n  \n**\n\nMusonius Rufus\n\n**, aka Gaius Musonius Rufus\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nEquestrian & philosopher from Volsinii. Pupil of _Palaemon_ , owner of the\nslave boy, _Hylas_ , beloved of _Bicilus_ & adopter of _Achilleus_ & _Tyanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nNarcissus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nFreedman secretary of _Claudius_ , across whose desk all official\ncorrespondence passed, so making him responsible for oversight of much of the\nImperial bureaucracy. Helped foil the attempted coup of _Messalina_ in 48 &\nsubsequently opposed the ambitions of _Agrippina_ whilst supporting those of\n_Britannicus_ , for which cause he enlisted the secret court help of _Bicilus_\n, _Doryphorus_ & _Helius_. Occasional dinner host or guest of _Palaemon_ & his\nfriends. Possessed a fortune worth 400 million sestertii.  \n  \n**\n\nNero\n\n**, aka Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, formerly known as Lucius\nDomitius Ahenobarbus\n\n|\n\n15th Dec 38-?\n\n|\n\nSon of Gnaeus Domitius Ahenobarbus & _Agrippina the Younger._ After the\nlatter\u2019s marriage to _Claudius_ , he was adopted by the Emperor & appointed\n\u2018Principes Iuventatis\u2019, or \u2018first youth\u2019. Pupil of _Seneca the Younger_ &\n_Petronius_ & intimate friend of _Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nNerva\n\n**, aka Marcus Cocceius Nerva\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nSon & grandson of famous eponymous lawyers. Close friend of _Rubellius\nPlautus_ & lover of _Silius Italicus_.  \n  \n**\n\nNigerinus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nNullified black eunuch. Rescued by _Cephas_ from prostitution to become a\nfreedman of _Aulus Plautius_ & an undertaker.  \n  \n**\n\nNymphidius Sabinus\n\n**, aka Gaius Nymphidius Sabinus\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nProduct of an affair between Gaius Caligula and Nymphida, the daughter of the\nImperial freedman, _Callistus_.  \n  \n**\n\nOctavia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Claudius_ & _Agrippina_. Elder sister of _Britannicus_. Betrothed\nto _Lucius Junius Silanus_ until he was falsely accused of incest with his own\nsister.  \n  \n**\n\nOtho\n\n**, aka Marcus Salvius Otho\n\n|\n\n28th April 32-?\n\n|\n\nFrom Ferentium in Etruria. Son of Lucius Salvius Otho, who earned praise &\nadvancement from _Claudius_ for unearthing a plot, & Albia Terentia. Married\nto _Poppaea_.  \n  \n**\n\nPalaemon\n\n**, aka Quintus Remmius Palaemon\n\n|\n\nd50\n\n|\n\nHugely successful & wealthy teacher despite the dislike of both Tiberius &\n_Claudius_ for his early morals & supposed ostentatious lifestyle & arrogance.\nComposed an important handbook on grammar & famous for introducing modern\nLatin poets, such as Virgil, into school curricula. Tutor of _Musonius Rufus_\n, _Persius_ & _Quintilianus_ , as well as briefly of _Britannicus_. Employer\nof _Cornutus_ & acquaintance of _Narcissus._ Freed _Helius_ from slavery, plus\nhis own lover, _Axenius_ , who became his heir and guardian of his educational\nachievements.  \n  \n**\n\nPallas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nEnormously wealthy freedman of _Claudius_ , responsible for financial matters,\nincluding the operation of the state treasury, or \u2018aerarium\u2019. Earned the\nalliance & sexual favours of _Agrippina_ by recommending to the Emperor that\nshe become Empress after the demise of _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nPaul\n\n**\n\n|\n\n1-?\n\n|\n\nOriginally part of the Jewish Diaspora living in the largely Greek city of\nTarsus in Cicilia. A Pharisee & Roman citizen who violently opposed the\nnascent Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect before undergoing a supposed miraculous\nconversion. Held significantly different views to the creed\u2019s leaders, based\nin Jerusalem, such as Jesus\u2019 brother, _James_ , many of whom had actually\nknown Christ. Nevertheless, he was allowed to spread his own version of the\nfaith, which became increasingly estranged from that espoused by the\nleadership, & to seek converts from amongst the gentiles in the Hellenic &\nRoman worlds. He was aided in the latter ambition by dropping the normal\nJewish requirement for circumcision & dietary restrictions. Accompanied in his\njourneying by, amongst others, _Barnabas_ and then by _Timothy_.  \n  \n**\n\nPeleus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nPirate captain father of _Achilleus_. Eventually captured & crucified with his\ncrew.  \n  \n**\n\nPersius\n\n**, aka Aulus Persius Flaccus\n\n|\n\n34-?\n\n|\n\nBurgeoning stoic poet from Volaterrae in Etruria. Pupil of _Palaemon_ &\n_Cornutus_. Friend of _Musonius Rufus_ & intimate with both _Quintilianus_ &\n_Lucanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nPetronius\n\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nWit & writer, whose taste for the good life earned him the sobriquet of\n\u2018elegentiae arbiter\u2019 or \u2018arbiter of elegance\u2019. Estranged companion of _Titus\nVinius_. Friend of _Palaemon_ & early intimate of _Bicilus_ & _Apollinus_.\nTeacher in creative writing of _Britannicus_ & _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nPlautius\n\n**, aka Aulus Plautius\n\n|\n\n10 BC-?\n\n|\n\nClose friend of _Claudius_. General responsible for overall control of the\nsuccessful invasion of Britannia in 43, subsequently becoming the new\nprovince\u2019s first Roman Governor. Husband of _Pomponia Graecina_ , natural\nfather of _Aulus Plautius Minor_ & adoptive father of _Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nPlautius Minor\n\n**, aka Aulus Plautius Minor\n\n|\n\n43-?\n\n|\n\nNatural son of _Aulus Plautius_ & _Pomponia Graecina_ & adoptive brother of\n_Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nPliny the Elder\n\n\n|\n\n24-?\n\n|\n\nEquestrian soldier & polymath. Lover after _Palaemon_ of _Axenius_.  \n  \n**\n\nPlutarchus\n\n**, aka Lucius Mestrius Plutarchus\n\n|\n\n40-?\n\n|\n\nFrom the Boeotian town of Chaeronea. Met his intimate friend, _Tyanus_ , in\nDelphi. _Musonius Rufus_ first interested him in history.  \n  \n**\n\nPolybius\n\n**\n\n|\n\nd48\n\n|\n\nFreedman of _Claudius_ , responsible for library & research matters. Killed\nfor allegedly trying to rape _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nPomponia Graecina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n2-?\n\n|\n\nWife of _Aulus Plautius_ & friend of _Cephas_ , who awarded her the baptismal\nname of \u2018Lucina\u2019. Natural mother of _Aulus Plautius Minor_. Helped to save\n_Nigerinus_ from prostitution & her adoptive son, _Suffuscus_ , from\ndestitution.  \n  \n**\n\nPoppaea Sabina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nWife of _Otho_. Granddaughter of the late Poppaeus Sabinus, who had been a\nConsul and later gained triumphal insignia for campaigns in Thrace, as well as\nbeing Governor of Moesia for a remarkable 2\u02dd decades.  \n  \n**\n\nPosides\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nEunuch freedman of _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nPriscilla\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nWife of _Aquila_.  \n  \n**\n\nQuintilianus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n34-?\n\n|\n\nTrainee lawyer, with career aspirations also in education, from Calagurris on\nthe river Ebro in the district of Vascones in the province of Tarraconensis in\nHispania. Pupil of _Palaemon_ & _Cornutus_. Friend of _Musonius Rufus_ &\nintimate with both _Persius_ & _Lucanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nRubellius Plautus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nGreat grandson of the Emperor Tiberius. Son of the younger sister of\n_Agrippina_ , Julia Livilla, whose exile, for alleged adultery with _Seneca\nthe Younger_ , & then death were orchestrated by _Messalina_. Cousin of\n_Nero_. Friend of _Nerva_ & _Silius Italicus_. Lover of _Apollinus_.  \n  \n**\n\nRufus Pudens Pudentius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nVery rich Roman half-brother, sharing the same mother, of _Paul_. An assistant\nof _Aulus Plautius_ & friend of _Aquila_ & _Priscilla_.  \n  \n**\n\nSarapion\n\n**\n\n|\n\n15-?\n\n|\n\nStade champion at the 204th Olympiad in 37 & first full-time trainer of\n_Athenodoros_.  \n  \n**\n\nScapula\n\n**, aka Publius Ostorius Scapula\n\n|\n\nd52\n\n|\n\n2nd Roman Governor of Britannia. Captured _Caratacus_ & sent him & his family\nto Rome.  \n  \n**\n\nSelene\n\n**\n\n|\n\n36-?\n\n|\n\nSlave girl of _Musonius Rufus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSeneca the Younger\n\n**, aka Lucius Annaeus Seneca Minor\n\n|\n\n4 BC-?\n\n|\n\nNative of Corduba capital of Baetica in southern Hispania. Son of the\nrhetorician of the same name and therefore termed \u2018The Younger\u2019. Uncle of\n_Lucanus_. Returned from political exile by _Agripinna_ to become her\nprincipal adviser & tutor to her son, _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nServius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n29-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch former galley slave. Slave of _Palaemon_ , freed to live with lover,\n_Cornutus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilanus, Decimus Junius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nThird son of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , brother of _Junia Calvina_ , _Junia\nLepida_ , _Marcus Junius Silanus_ & _Lucius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilanus, Lucius Junius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nSecong son of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , brother of _Junia Calvina_ , _Junia\nLepida_ , _Marcus Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_. Betrothed to\n_Octavia_ , daughter of _Claudius_. Falsely accused of incest with sister,\n_Junia Calvina_ , & later committed suicide on the day that _Agrippina_\nmarried _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilanus, Marcus Junius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nFirst son of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , brother of _Junia Calvina_ , _Junia\nLepida_ , _Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilius Italicus\n\n**, aka Tiberius Catius Asconius Silius Italicus\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nEarly companion of _Nero_. Later friend of _Rubellius Plautus_ & lover of\n_Marcus Cocceius Nerva_.  \n  \n**\n\nSribonia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nElder daughter of _Caius Silius_ &, with sister, _Tullia_ , first mistress of\n_Bicilus_. Exiled to Africa after father\u2019s execution.  \n  \n**\n\nStachys\n\n**\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nConverted as a youth into the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect in Byzantium by\n_Andrew_.  \n  \n**\n\nSuffuscus\n\n**, aka Aulus\n\nPlautius Suffuscus\n\n|\n\n37-?\n\n|\n\nName assumed by the adopted son of _Aulus Plautius_ & _Pomponia Graecina_.\nAdoptive brother of _Aulus Plautius Minor_. Originally rescued from\ndestitution by _Cephas_ , helped by a coin given by _Musonius Rufus_. Becomes\nearly intimate school-friend of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nThomas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n4 BC-?\n\n|\n\nTwin brother of Jesus Christ. Resident of Thyatira, Lydia, Asia Minor.  \n  \n**\n\nThrasea Plautus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nNoted stoic critic of the Principate as a form of government.  \n  \n**\n\nTimothy\n\n**\n\n|\n\n31-?\n\n|\n\nTravelling companion of _Paul_ , from Lystra, Lycaonia.  \n  \n**\n\nTitus Flavius Sabinus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nElder brother of _Titus Flavius Vespasianus_. Like his brother, fought in the\ninvasion of Britannia in 43 but later became even more successful in Roman\npolitics.  \n  \n**\n\nTitus\n\n**, aka Titus Flavius Vespasianus junior\n\n|\n\nDec 41-?\n\n|\n\nOlder son, born in a Roman slum tenement, of _Titus Flavius Vespasianus_ &\n_Flavia Domitilla_. Brother of _Domitianus_. Best friend of _Britannicus_ , to\nwhom he is 10 months younger.  \n  \n**\n\nTitus Vinius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n27-?\n\n|\n\nEstranged companion of _Petronius_. Cause of the temporary enslavement of\n_Bicilus_ on a galley. Intimate with _Galba_ , whose influence saved him from\na worse fate than exile for stealing one of the favourite cups of _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nTraianus\n\n**, aka Marcus Ulpius Traianus\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nFrom Italica in Baetica in southern Hispania. Saved _Persius_ , _Quintilianus_\n& _Lucanus_ from being raped by soldiers.  \n  \n**\n\nTullia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nYounger daughter of _Caius Silius_ &, with sister, _Sribonia_ , first mistress\nof _Biclius_. Exiled to Africa after father\u2019s execution.  \n  \n**\n\nTyanus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n40-?\n\n|\n\nName, derived from original birthplace, afforded boy rescued from street\nprostitution in Alexandria & adopted by _Musonius Rufus_. Intimate friend of\n_Plutarchus_.  \n  \n**\n\nValerius Asiaticus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nInfluential friend of _Claudius_. Forced to commit suicide because of the\nintriguing of _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nVenutius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nKing of the Britannian Brigantes tribe that betrayed, despite his opposition,\n_Caratacus_ of the Catuvellauni to the Romans. Husband of Queen _Cartimandua_\n, who advocated the betrayal.  \n  \n**\n\nVespasianus\n\n**, aka Titus Flavius Vespasianus senior\n\n|\n\n9-?\n\n|\n\nRoman general. The fortunes of his stolid rural paternal & maternal families\nhad been rising for some time, with centurions becoming tax collectors & then\nbankers. He himself had been appointed both a Quaestor & an Aedile during the\nreign of Caligula. However, his career really took off not long after the\nbirth of his first son, _Titus_ , thanks to the influence of his more\nsuccessful elder brother, _Titus Flavius Sabinus_ , & the friendship and\npatronage of _Narcissus_. Subsequently served successfully in both Germania\nand Britannia, taking part in over thirty battles and subduing the Isle of\nWight. It was his soldiers who were responsible for the capture of both\n_Axenius_ & _Bicilus_. He was rewarded for his victories with triumphal\ndecorations and a substitute consulship, the latter being a great honour for\nsomeone of such humble lineage, as it bestowed nobility.\n\nForced to adopt a rather low public profile after the marriage of _Claudius_\nto _Agrippina_ because of his association with her rival, _Narcissus_.\nFathered a second son, _Domitianus_ , in 51. He retained a strong rural accent\nthroughout his life, which many other patricians considered uncouth.  \n  \n**\n\nVitellius\n\n**, aka Aulus Vitellius\n\n|\n\n5-?\n\n|\n\nScheming son of one of the one of the most fawning but successful friends of\n_Claudius_ , Lucius Vitellius. Ally & lover of _Agrippina_. Nickname of\n\u2018spintria\u2019, or \u2018sexual artiste\u2019, earned for his debaucheries with Tiberius\nwhen a boy. He carried his love of vice into adulthood.  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 55, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 300, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Survey results", "Tags": "results of a survey - non fiction", "Summary": "These are the results, with no conclusions included, merely statistics of a recent survey on castration fixation of males.", "Text": "` Survey results: Jocelyn Zavaroni.: `\n\nNumber of replies: 37 Date: 12th March 2001\n\nQuestions:\n\n1\\. Age\n\n20 - 30 30 - 40 40 - 50 50 - 60 60+ No reply\n\n3 8 9 13 3 1\n\n2 Fantasy Vs Reality\n\nFantasy Reality Other\n\n27 8 Curiosity.\n\nAlready castrated\n\n3\\. Sexual inclination\n\nHeterosexual Gay Bi - sexual No reply\n\n24 6 6 1\n\n4\\. Marital status\n\nMarried Single Divorcee Widowed\n\n21 10 4 2\n\n5 Form of castration desired.\n\nTesticles Penectomy Full nullification Feminisation\n\n25 6 4 1\n\n5A Circumstance of castration:\n\nBy a female/s slave By male M & F Surgical must By force\n\n25 1 5 1 2 1\n\n6 Employment area\n\nManual Tech/admin Professional Consultant Management Retired\n\n1 5 17 3 6 5\n\n7 Level of responsibility\n\nLow Medium High Executive\n\n3 7 20 3\n\n8 How long had interest?\n\nChildhood (pre teen) Teens Twenties/ thirties Recent\n\n8 13 7 6\n\n9 Earliest recollection\n\nChildhood Teens Twenties/ thirties Recent\n\n8 12 3 3\n\n10 Other facets to fantasy\n\nFemale dom Sex change Nil S & M Other\n\n16 1 1 3 Gambling\n\nLifestyle choice\n\nLifestyle fantasy\n\nFear of castration\n\nMale\n\nMale Dominance\n\nTaken by street gang\n\n11 Wife knows of interest.\n\nYes No\n\n10 11\n\n12 Wife / partner participates\n\nNot at all Slightly Actively\n\n15 4 2\n\n13a Residing Country\n\nUSA UK Europe Canada Ireland Other\n\n24 2 1 3 2 France\n\nAustralia\n\nGermany\n\nNew Zealand\n\n13b Residing state/ county / region\n\nUSA UK Other\n\nIndiana x 2\n\nPennsylvania,\n\nCalifornia Arkansas\n\nFlorida, New York\n\nNV, WA\n\nSouth Carolina\n\nEastern Pennsylvania\n\nMassachusetts\n\nGeorgia, Conneticut\n\nWashington state\n\nEast coast, MN\n\nTexas, Illinois Cambridgshire\n\nWest Country Europe\n\nOntario\n\nBritish Columbia x 2\n\nFrance\n\nQueensland\n\n14 Birth nationality\n\nUS UK Canadian Irish Other No reply\n\n24 4 1 1 French 4\n\nAustralian\n\nGermany\n\n15 Ethnic origin\n\nCaucasian Hispanic Unknown\n\n33 1 3\n\n16 Favourite stories:\n\nCowboys and Indians Interview with a castratrix Dream conference Temporary\nInternet Tigress, Drunk, The split Broad Island Angry wives club - From\nRussell El-Hani Graduation Ceremony, Final Night series Birth control, My\nGirlfriend's fantasy, birth control, My girlfriend's fantasy, obscene\nproposal, Peace & Quiet\n\nAt the Ranch, Farm hand, Roman ladies Judy's Jewels 5 & 6\\. Stepbrother. Handy\nkitchen gadget. Milk farm. Unauthorised masturbation, Jenny becomes a woman\n\nJudy's jewels No 1 x 6. Angry wives club series.\n\nLast night II, Final days. Two sisters.\n\n17 Why?\n\nWell written Other\n\n3 Historical themes\n\nBased on loving relationships.\n\nLifestyle choice\n\nFemale control\n\nWomen enjoying cutting of balls.\n\nFemale being dominant\n\nRelinquishing control\n\nBeing made 'safe'\n\nNo escape from castration\n\nFemale control of males\n\nBeing helpless under a woman's control.\n\nThese are pure statistics. Obviously there is a lot of interpretation to take\nplace. My boxes didn't transfer!! so it looks a bit of a mess. Never mind,\nhope it's understandable?\n\nI will now be carrying this out and drawing some conclusions. I will return to\nthe archive with some of my observations. My apologies for those of you who I\npromised to get back to and haven't, but am afraid time has not allowed this\nat present. Life is rather hectic at the moment! My husband's job is in the\nmidst of yet another crisis and I'm busy with the end of a project!!! Isn't\nthat typical of life? Just when you need some space?\n\nSome of the conclusions you can draw for yourself but as I hold the detail of\nthe questionnaires then I can possibly shed more light on the trends. Also, I\nam aware that the results are swayed by certain factors - such as by those who\nhave a PC and access to the archive. This is unlikely apply to a third world\ncountry.\n\nIt is English speaking forum. So it's not surprising that the majority of\nrespondents are Caucasian. But 95% ? Maybe that is significant?\n\nI do not think the high USA response is unexpected. They are the most computer\nliterate and also it is an English speaking country. And the archive is an\nEnglish speaking forum based in the US.\n\nBut I will be summarising the trends during this week and hope to get back to\nyou soon. I've kept the format as simple as I can as I'm not sure how I'll get\non transferring this information onto the archive? I suspect bar charts, pie\ncharts etc would not transfer?\n\nThe totals sometimes don't fully tally. Some respondents didn't answer certain\nquestions. On occasion, these I've simply not included.\n\nCongratulations Judy's Jewels No 1. An obvious favourite.\n\nThank you for your patience. Watch this space\u2026..\n\nJoss.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 235, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Pea Nuts (short)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "When I was young we were poor, and I didn't get underwear often enough, I\nthink. Anyway, my genitals never grew larger than when I was about ten years\nold. The longest my penis ever was was a mere 3 inches - when erect! And my\nnuts were, well, maybe the size of nickels and hung in my limp scrotum.\n\nThough I was always \"straight,\" I knew that I would neven be able to please a\nwoman with my genitals, and never tried. I would lick and touch girlfriends,\nbut could not do more, of course.\n\nI began to get turned on by the idea of castration, and after reading of\nanimal castration by tying of the testes until they atrophy, I decided to try\nfor myself... I tightly tied a thin string around my sac, as high up as I\ncould, and pulled it tight with all my strength. It was not painfull at first,\nbut became so in about two minutes. I tried to ignore the pain and watched TV.\nFinally, I had to release the string, as the pain grew more and more intense\nand my scrotum turned a deep purple.\n\nLater, I tried to go for longer and longer periods, until I could stand one\nhour of tying off. The result? In weeks, my balls shrunk to the size of\npeanuts and hung loosely in my sac. I still had interest in sex, but got very\nturned on whenever looking at my tiny gonads, smaller than a baby's. Also,\nthey have very little sensation in them, and tying off now is nearly painless.\n\nI thought that some of you might enjoy some photos of tiny nuts and a baby-\nsized micro-disk on a full-grown man... If so, please write to xxx@xxx.com for\nan address to send your ten dollars for a complete set of completely explicit\nphotos of the world's smallest genitalia (I think - ha,ha!). I will gladly tie\nthem off for you, and send photos of the purple sac, all of which, with both\n\"peas\" couldn't possibly be the size of one of your real testicles...", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Taking of a Man", "Tags": "TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A True slave", "Text": "` A guy I know has told me he alway wanted to be owned, to completely submit\nto another man. He has never concidered himself gay or bi, as he felt a\ncommoraderie, not a 'love'. He felt it his place to serve another man. One\nevening he phoned me and said he had been on a search engine trying to find\ninformation or others feeling the same as he. Winding up on this site he found\na home. Soon after landing in Eunuch Archive he IMed me and I joined him in\nthis site, and he was convinced he needed a nullification. `\n\nI had it arranged and performed, and now I have a worthy eunuch as employed in\nmy B&B;, and am serching for others...this is a wonderful site with wonderful\npeople.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 8, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Masterpiece Castration Fantasy", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "This is a graphic castration fantasy which took place in a Chat Room.", "Text": "Welcome to the Castration Chat Room\n\nNikki has joined.\n\n \nHi Nikki, do you want to be castrated?\n\n Ha Ha! Nope, I'm female.\n\n I was looking for a woman like you.\n\n Cool. I've been reading the stories for a couple of weeks now and \nthought I'd try a chat.\n\n Would you like to castrate a man, or just watch?\n\n I'd like to do both. I think castrating a guy would be really cool!\n\n Why is castrating a guy cool?\n\n I don't know. I've always been fascinated with a guy's balls and I'd \nlike to see what's inside the sack ;-)\n\n My boyfriend always gets turned on when I squeeze or tie his balls \ntoo.\n\n What would you say if I told you I wanted to be castrated by a woman?\n\n Hmmm. I'd say that I'd love to have your nuts in my hand :-)\n\n Cool.\n\n Fred wants his off, too.\n\n I'd like to do it in one of two scenarios.\n\n Something similar to \"chance to impregnate wife lost\" where two guys \ncompete to see who gets to make me pregnant.\n\n I castrate the loser (or maybe the winner, hee, hee).\n\n The other scenario would be where I don't let the guy cum for about \ntwo weeks beforehand.\n\n You are my fantasy woman.\n\n :-)\n\n And how would you determine who won?\n\ntt has joined\n\n Hey guys.\n\n What's happening?\n\n Well, it depends. The guy with the biggest load could be the \n'winner', or the guy who cum first...\n\n tt, we are talking about Nikki castrating me or Fred.\n\n Winner of what?\n\n How does he plan to do it?\n\n OR she.\n\n The castration contest. Nikki has agreed to castrate one of us -- \nshe loves it and so do we.\n\n tt can play too :-)\n\n tt is interested in doing the cutting... sounds like John and Fred \nare into a woman cutting their nads????\n\n Oh yeah!\n\n Yep, they are.\n\n How about you, tt?\n\n tt is a cutter -- he wants to keep his nuts.\n\n Maybe tt could help out.\n\n Where do you live, Nikki?\n\n I'm from England.\n\n I could always fly so you could neuter me.\n\n true...\n\n Do you think the entire sac should come off or not?\n\n Oh definitely. I would want to slice everything off right up to the \nbase of the penis.\n\n You are my dream girl.\n\n First, I'd use a cable to tie off the scrotum and, a little at a \ntime, I'd pull it REALLY tight!\n\n And then?\n\nJack has joined.\n\n Then I'd kiss your balls one last time each and suck you off almost \nto the point of climax.\n\n Hi Jack -- Nikki is about to castrate me.\n\n Then, if you are really good, I'd just bring you over the top with \nmy hand, and then...\n\n Go ahead.\n\n Then what?\n\n As the first spurt erupts, I'd jerk your balls down quickly and \ninstantly slice through the skin and cords with a razor sharp filet \nknife.\n\n I'm good. I've got a really nice, pretty, hard cock.\n\n Then, while you watch, I'd squeeze your nuts out of their sack and \nput them in a little olive jar full of alcohol. Before you recovered \nfrom the temporary intense pain, I'd flush your sac and all the rest \ndown the toilet - as a eunuch, you won't be needing that stuff ever \nagain.\n\n And then I'd kiss your asshole,  and you'd keep my balls forever.\n\n You could kiss it just after I got impregnated by the winner. As for \nyour balls...\n\n Thanks.\n\n Jack, what are you into?\n\n You're welcome. Jack wouldn't know it, but I'd probably end up \nnutting him too ;-)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Busted - The Game Show:  Chapter 30", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "", "Text": "Busted \u00fb The Game Show\n\n\u00ae Justin Cumberland 2007\n\nChapter Thirty\n\nThe sun hovered. It had to be disappearing but it seemed to hang suspended as\nthough the day would never end. The world held its breath and waited. Night\nwould come. Somehow, surely, there would be an end to all of this.\n\nThe car sped forwards, whipping flickering shadows onto the sides of the road,\nan elongated monster with an extended lifespan. It would have to die.\n\nJason stretched his neck to one side and the other. It would be dark soon. He\nfolded his arms across his chest, conscious of Garth on the other side of the\ncar. They hadn\u00c6t spoken, of course \u00fb not since the gas station \u00fb not since the\nbirthday card, really.\n\n\u00e6So how old are you, Jase?\u00c6 were the last words.\n\nWhat could you say? The guy knew the answer.\n\n\u00e6What are you going to do, Garth?\u00c6\n\nGarth jerked up in the seat and stared ahead, surprised that Jason had spoken.\n\n\u00e6What?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6What are you going to do?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6What do you mean?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Well, you can\u00c6t hang around, can you? Not with my parents coming back.\u00c6\n\nGarth shrugged his shoulders. \u00e6Are you going to tell them?\u00c6\n\nJason rolled his eyes back and lifted his head slowly to the ceiling. \u00e6Don\u00c6t\nyou want me to?\u00c6 he said, speaking at the roof in a monotone, sarcastically,\ntired of playing the same stupid game.\n\n\u00e6You\u00c6re a real smart-arse, aren\u00c6t you?\u00c6\n\nJason laughed, staring at the roof. It was funny.\n\n\u00e6Yes,\u00c6 he said, turning to Garth. \u00e6I am.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6You\u00c6re a fuck.\u00c6\n\nThe phone rang and Garth hit the dash-screen with his fingertips.\n\nIt was the producer. Jason had seen him during the day, over at his high desk\nin the shadows, off to one side of the stage. He had never caught sight of his\nface clearly, and, even now, on the screen, it was difficult to make out what\nhe looked like through the network of shadows which hid him. He face was old\nand craggy and he was at his desk apparently. At least it looked like it.\n\n\u00e6Dad!\u00c6 Garth said.\n\nJason jolted in his seat.\n\n\u00e6I\u00c6ve done it, Garth. You should have seen it. It was fucking brilliant. The\nlittle shit was brilliant.\u00c6\n\nGarth smiled and turned to Jason. He mouthed the words \u00e6he\u00c6s done it.\u00c6\n\nJason frowned.\n\n\u00e6We put him in the butcher shop,\u00c6 the producer continued.\n\n\u00e6Tell me all about it, Dad,\u00c6 Garth said, adjusting the volume on the phone\ntill the producer\u00c6s voice distorted. \u00e6I want to hear everything.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Well, we had him on a rope, suspended sideways. \u00f4Can I have some salami?\u00f6 the\nlady said. \u00f4I\u00c6d like it sliced if you don\u00c6t mind.\u00f6 \u00f4Why sure!\u00f6 Mark swung him\nback and forth across the slicer. \u00f4How much do you want?\u00f6 \u00f4Why I\u00c6d like the\nwhole thing.\u00f6 Slice, slice, slice.\u00c6 The producer made a motion with his hands.\n\u00e6You should have heard the little shit scream! He wouldn\u00c6t take the fucking\npain blockers. That was funny! It was the funniest noise I\u00c6ve ever heard. And\nthere was blood going everywhere \u00fb all over the both of them \u00fb all over the\npoor dear. But she did a good job \u00fb a consummate actress, Leslie. \u00f4Can I have\nsome meatballs too?\u00f6 she said. \u00f4How many would you like?\u00f6 \u00f4Why only a couple.\nI\u00c6m a lady living alone, don\u00c6t you see?\u00f6 She battered her eyelids. You would\nhave sworn she didn\u00c6t even see the fuck there. He was swinging everywhere and\nspraying blood onto her fucking face.\n\n\u00e6Mark reached in and just grabbed em. Reefed the fucking things out of the\nkid\u00c6s sack. He stretched the cords out till they broke and frowned as they\nsnapped back in. The noise! Oh, you\u00c6ll have to hear it! I sent the tapes\nthrough. Sent them to your young prot\u00dag\u00da there.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6I\u00c6m not his fucking prot\u00dag\u00da,\u00c6 Jason said.\n\nThe producer ignored him. \u00e6Anyway. \u00f4Did you hear something?\u00f6 Mark said. \u00f4A\ncat?\u00f6 the lady replied. A cat! A fucking cat!\u00c6 The producer laughed. \u00e6Fuck\nshe\u00c6s quick. He would have hated that \u00fb having some woman there. He would have\nfucking hated that!\n\n\u00e6\u00f4I\u00c6ll go on,\u00f6 he said. \u00e6The kid could hardly speak. I threw my head back. I\ncouldn\u00c6t believe it \u00fb two in one fucking day. I\u00c6d had an idea. I was never\ngonna use it but I thought, why the fuck not? Make Garth happy. We blew his\nfucking arse out Garth \u00fb shoved a stick of fucking dynamite up there \u00fb blew\nhis whole fucking butt away.\n\n\u00e6\u00f4I\u00c6ll\u00e0go\u00e0on.\u00f6\u00c6 The producer laughed again. \u00e6I\u00c6ll go on! Did he think he was\ngoing to win?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Who knows?\u00c6 Garth said. \u00e6He\u00c6s a strange one.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6He didn\u00c6t win. He got what was fucking well coming to him. Who did he think\nhe was?\u00c6\n\nGarth shrugged. \u00e6You son?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6I cut his feet off. I cut his fucking hands off. We had a Jesus there. Do you\nsee the fucking irony in that? \u00f4Did this hand offend thee?\u00f6 The little shit\nnodded. \u00f4What about this hand? How about this foot? What about his one?\u00f6 And\nhe played the fucking game!\u00c6\n\nGarth shook his head.\n\n\u00e6\u00f4I\u00c6ll go on,\u00f6 he said afterwards. It was like he gained strength. \u00f4I\u00c6d like\nto go on.\u00f6 Larry almost cried.\n\n\u00e6Did you let him?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Of course I fucking let him! Do you think I\u00c6m unmerciful? I slid him down a\nfucking blade. Made it as quick as I could \u00fb but still, we had to seal him up\nagain. He just wouldn\u00c6t fucking die. He had a split up his fucking middle \u00fb\nright up to his fucking navel.\u00c6 The producer made a motion with his hand.\n\n\u00e6What did you do?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6We tore him apart. Put a bale hook on either side and attached the fucking\ncatapults. We drew and halved him. He split in fucking three! His fucking head\npopped off and hit the stage while his sides went flying. He fucking well\nlooked at me. A real Marie Antoinette! Let him eat cake! That\u00c6s what I say!\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Let him eat it and have it,\u00c6 Jason said.\n\n\u00e6What?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Let him eat it and have it, you fucking prick.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Don\u00c6t speak to me like that, penis-head.\u00c6\n\nJason turned away. The guy thought he was funny.\n\nTodd was dead; and the guy was making jokes.\n\nJason looked out at the landscape, desolate and wasted. He could hear Garth\ntalking. He was wrapping up the call but Jason paid no attention. The sun was\ngoing down, dipping below the horizon and extinguishing itself at the end of\nanother day. Darkness fell over the land.\n\n\u00e6I think I\u00c6ll wander to and fro,\u00c6 Garth said.\n\n\u00e6What?\u00c6\n\n\u00e6You asked me what I\u00c6m going to do. I think I\u00c6ll wander to and fro upon the\nearth.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6That sounds like you.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6It\u00c6s my job,\u00c6 Garth said.\n\n\u00e6You don\u00c6t have a job, Garth.\u00c6\n\n\u00e6Of course I have a fucking job. Where do you think you\u00c6d be without me? I\u00c6m a\nnecessary evil. You really should read your bible, Jase.\u00c6\n\nJason turned to look at him. He wanted to see Garth\u00c6s face. He wanted to look\nat the stupid fuck and see his face; but the lights on the dash were broken\nand Garth had become a hollow shadow in the darkness, hunched forward on the\nwheel, driving them homeward and into the night.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 154, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Long Slow Death of my Balls part two", "Tags": "GAY, TG, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The second part of this story in which I imagine myself, Slave Julia, recieving my first taste of the ligiture. This is for ferd78fem and Silver Girl. I am sorry but every attempt I have made to contact you has failed.", "Text": "` I had been warned of my first treatment for some weeks before it hapened. I\ntherfore awoke to fined that as soon as I remembered what day it was I was\nworried. It was bad enugh that my Master had compleatly destroyed my\nmasculinity without him making me a eunuch too. Why shouldent I be allowed\norgasumes? I had been having them most of my life and the idea that they would\nsoon stop was not at all appealing. It would mean the end of my sexuality. I\nwould become sexless. Off course this was precisly why Master was doing it. He\nwanted to turn me from a fellow male like himself into a sexless fuck slave\nthe ultimate punk. Someone who could only partake of sexual activity as a\npassive subject. That was his aim. After he had fucked me as he did most\nmornings I was inspected. He was dis pleased with my finger nails the varnish\nwas chiped. He secured me to a floging horse and beat me on the ass three\ntimes with a rattan cane. Three strikes was quite enugh , the pain was\ntremendus. He then reproved me verbaly.\" To day especialy your make up should\nbe perfect. Today is the day I spey you bitch. So look your best for me. I am\ngoing to enjoy this.\" After I had apologised to him he led me to a full length\nmirror. I was by now in my yousual costume or lack of it. He made me put on\nstockings and a suspender belt and one of my best,and tightist, corsets. As a\nfinal touch he placed a large brimed \"picture\"hat on my head so that my prity\npainted face looked as if I was a guest at a socity wedding . He took some\nphotographs he was realy exited and his big hairy cock was bulging hard in his\nleather shorts despite the fact that he had allready fucked me this morning.\nHe spoke\" Man its been a phantasy for so long. Kidnap a Guy, undermine his\nmasculinity, make him my bitch and kill his balls. Today I am realy going to\ndo it\" He then waghed my balls in a spring balance and measured there size\nwith a set of callipers. He wrote down the results in an exercise book.\"I hope\nto see some real reductions in size quite soon but not to much I want them to\ndie slowly.\" Finaly He cuffed my hands in front of me and placed a posie of\nflowers in my hands.\"Hold thease and look prity whilst your balls die bitch.\"\nHe said. `\n\nI was forced to look at my own reflection whilst he tighed a thin leather\nthong around the top of my scrotum . It was tighed so tight that I imedatly\nlost all sensation in my balls. In the mirror I could see a change in the\ncolour of my scrotum. At first it was a violent red then it changed to purple\nthen, after about 10 minutes it took on a blue tinge. When, after 25 minutes,\nthey began to look very dark he untied them.\"Thats it Julia. Your first\ntreatment. Julia what are you doing on the floor?\" He laughed. The blood had\ngone back into my balls and it realy hurt. I had collapsed. I nelt before him\nand looked up at his hairy body and handsome bearded face. He had me take off\nhis leather shots. He stod in just motorcycle boots and black leather\nguntlits. His cock was rock hard and juting out above his hairy crutch and\nheavy balls. He turned around and spread his ass cheaks. \"Lick me.\" he\ncommanded. I stuck my tongue right into his ass hole like the slut I am. This\nwas the only way I would get to penitrate him. His cock went in my ass hole my\ntongue in to his. When he was satisfide with my performance he turned around\nand ordered me to suck his cock. My balls were by now suffering sever pins and\nneddels as well as a less identifable aching. Their was no doubt about it he\nhad perminantly damged them just as he had intended. Yet his balls were still\nin fine form about to send out the sperm which would fill my mouth and\nstomach. The contrast in us. Him in charge. Me under his heal. Him in black\nleather. Me in makeup and lace. My balls dieing. His balls about to produce a\nspectacular ejaculation and,no doubt, an enjoyable orgasum for him. Just at\nthat point he shouted\"Take it ,Spunk Bag, I`m going to fill your belly.\" and\nhe shot sevrel jets of cume deep into my throat. This was what my life had\ncome to. I was his \"Spunk Bag\" with my own sexuality sceduled to be erased\njust as my masculinity had been. But before that would hapen there would be\nmany more experences for me and many more tastes of the ligiture.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 71, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Simon Compendium Updated", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A link to the newly updated \"Simon Compendium\" based upon characters created by C van D and compiled and Paolo. For fans of Simon, this is a must-have text detailing the adventures of everyone's favorite British boy eunuch!This version contains facts and snippets from \"Simon's Christmas\" and \"Simon's Summertime Adventures.\"", "Text": "` **This is a link. You have to click ONE more time to get to the story. Thank\nyou and try that before you write me.-P.**`\n\n[The Simon Compendium V3.0.1 - Click on\nME!](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009133550/http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/S/ea_190256the_simo.htm)  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 4, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Series: Part VIII \u2013 The Ball Hunters", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "None", "Text": "He rode me hard.  His huge cock slid in and out of my tight little pussy.  Every move brought a wave of pleasure through my body and a moan through my lips.  He squeezed my breasts hard.  He tried to kiss me again.  But I turned my face.  I couldn\u2019t do it.  I had an orgasm.  My body trembled.  He was about to come too. I could feel his hot rod pulsing and twitching inside me.  I relaxed my pussy\u2019s grip on his cock.  I couldn\u2019t let him come.  Then he screamed.  I was safe.  I saw Tasha kneeling behind him.  She raised her right hand.  She had his balls.\n\nBall hunters always work in pairs, guarding each other. It is much safer.  We have to be outside Amazonia, beyond the protection of Goddess\u2019s magic power. That\u2019s where the balls are. We have no balls in Amazonia.  We castrated all our males long time ago.  Even today, we castrate every single one of our male animals, sooner or later.  We simply can\u2019t have balls, not those attached to a male anyway.  \n\nBut we still need the sperm to make baby girls.  That\u2019s the ball hunter\u2019s job.  We bring the balls back to the temple.  The priestess treats them with magic potions and extracts the female sperm.  We do not need a lot.  A pair of balls can get dozens of Amazons pregnant.  But we still need them.  So ball hunters go out and bring them back.  The cocks are useless.  We just keep them as trophies, as our victory and power over the males.  The thought of being fucked by a male, and get untreated sperm straight from his balls, horrifies every Amazon.  \n\nWe ball hunters are all dare devils.  We have to be.  We are lovers.  We have to be.  We have to trust each other completely.  The hunt is simple:  get a male into an isolated place, start making out with him, down comes the pants, grab his balls.  It is easy because every Amazon is extremely beautiful.  No male can resist us.  Once you get hold of his balls, you can do anything.  You can tease him, or squeeze him. You can have some fun, then, swish, and you cut it off.   \n\nWe always let them have some final fun before the castration. The pleasure stimulates sperm production. We want more sperm.  But we never let them come a last time.  It is a serious crime to waste so much sperm.  We always cut off the cock too.  That is for bragging.  The bigger the cock, the bigger the balls.  The bigger the balls, the more sperm they have.  Balls must be turned over to the priestess as soon as possible.  And you never see them again. The cocks we preserve and show off to each other.  Ball hunters are a close knit group.  \n\nTasha was the one who came up with the idea.  Instead of just grabbing the cock, one of us would let the prey fuck her.  The other one could grab the balls and cut it off.  I liked it.  I am always more adventurous.  It took me three months to persuade Tasha.\n\nI pushed him off me.  Tasha handed me the knife.  I grabbed the huge cock and cut it off with one swift stroke.  We put the cock and balls in their cases.  Then I leaned over to kiss Tasha.  A successful hunt is very arousing.  The bigger the cock and balls, the more exciting it is.  This set is bigger than any I have ever seen. But she slapped me hard. \"You slut. You actually enjoy being raped.\"  She was instantly contrite.  She held and kissed me.  \n\nA successful hunt is extremely arousing.  Later that night, after long hours of passionate lovemaking, Tasha asked me whether I really enjoyed being raped.  \"No\", I said.  \"But the danger excited me like you don\u2019t believe.  I was like jumping off a cliff into the river.  Nobody has ever let a prey fuck her before.  He did not fuck me for that long.  But I had the orgasm instantly.  Your timing was perfect.  He was about to come.\"   Tasha trembled at the thought.\n\nWe pay a high price for that stunt.  Tasha could keep it a secret forever.  Not me.  I am a loud mouth.  Other ball hunters are awed or horrified, or both.  Nobody is surprised when the priestesses come to arrest us.  The High Priestess herself rips the ball hunter\u2019s scarf from our sleeves.  She sentences us to do the dirtiest work in the temple for a year: cleaning out the toilets. We are never allowed to go outside of Amazonia again. The High Priestess makes it a taboo for ball hunters to fuck cocks. \n\nTasha never bitch.  We relive that hunt again and again, in the woods, on the beach, even in our bed, one of us playing me and the other playing the male.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 103, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Two Marines Choose Castration Part Two", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Part Two of Two Marines Choose Castration", "Text": "Two Marine Men Choose Castration\n\nBy Shawn of Texas  \nPart 2\n\nShawn waits as Steve spurts his last fertile load of cum into the dust. The\nforce is so hard that you can hear it splattering in the powdery dust. Soon\nSteve has dropped his last load. His proud Marine cock is still hard and\njutting out. Shawn can see a hint of the studs nuts in his sac where he cut\ninto it down the seam line. Shawn pull the studs nut sack down hard and starts\nslicing into the warm tender nut sac skin with his scapel. Suddenely Steve\nthrows his head back as the cutting sensation over powers the last of his\norgasm. Bucking in his ropes. Shawn never misses a slice as he continues to\ncut on the mans scrotum. Steve grunts as the cutter continues cutting his sac.\nSlitting the tender nut sac open. In the first step to turning Steve into a\ngelding for men to use.  \n  \nShawn steps back and surveys Steves slpit sac. Cut neatly down the center\nabout 2 inches worth. The bent Marines nuts are clearly visible in there home\nnow. Shawn steps forward and grabs the left side of Steves nut sac popping the\ncovered testicle out through the cut and into the air. It does not dangle long\nas the masculine cutter starts cutting away the tunica from the studs left\ntesticle. The bent and tied Marine grits his teeth as his unmanning continues.\nSuddenly the tunica is cut open enough and the Marine studs testical rolls out\nand dangles with a surprising amount of ball cord attached to it.  \n  \nShawn feels his orgasm building and quickly strips his pants down and off.\nStepping forward his steel hard Texas cowboy cock zeros in on the bent Marines\nass.Shawns thick cock head eases into Steve. Steve grunts as he is mounted\nonce again by a superior man. MAN oh MAN you have a hot ass. Shawn quickly\nbottoms out in Steve and thrusts hard into him. Shawn shakes as be breeds\nSteves Marine ass once again.Shawn can feel a curious wet feeling on his\nmuscled up legs. He looks down and Steves left nut is flopping around hitting\nShawn legs. Shawn almost passes out from his orgasm. He reaches under the tied\ndown stud and feels the Marine cock up hard and ready again. HMM wonder if you\nare hard from my cock or the knife on your nuts? Steve says both Sir.\n\n  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Why penis transplants are a bad thing", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Not a story, but an actual event plus my take on it. Feel free to vilify me, but perhaps I shall write a real story some time.", "Text": "**_From the Manchester Guardian - Monday, September 18, 2006_  \n  \nTale of the first penis transplant  \n  \nA Chinese man who had lost his penis in an accident earlier this year received\na transplanted member from a brain-dead man. The operation, performed at\nGuangzhou General Hospital, was reportedly a success, but the man suffered\nemotional trauma and after just two weeks insisted that the penis be removed.\nAfter 10 days, tests revealed the organ had a rich blood supply and the man\nwas able to urinate normally.  \n  \nDoctors have previously succeeded in reuniting men with their sexual organs\nafter traumatic accidents or attacks, but the Guangzhou operation is the first\nin which a donor penis has successfully been attached to another man.  \n  \n\"Because of a severe psychological problem of the recipient and his wife, the\ntransplanted penis regretfully had to be cut off,\" Dr Hu said. An examination\nof the organ showed no signs of it being rejected by the body.  \n  \nI do not know where to even begin with this one but I suppose I'll start here:\nJust how the fuck do you _'accidentally'_ lose your penis, anyway? Chopping up\nsome bok choy while naked, perhaps? Maybe he wandered downstairs, looking for\nhis pants, and ran into his very hungry Great Dane. Perhaps he and Mrs Wang\nwere playing a new version of tug-of-war and he lost, in a big way.  \n  \nMy cock is sacred, and because of that I don't put it in harms way. You only\nget one the fuckers, literally, and you have to be careful with it. You don't\nfry bacon with it hanging out, you don't attach your German Shepherd's leash\nto it and you sure as fuck don't stick it in Courtney Love. I try to keep mine\nwell-oiled, as often as possible.  \n  \nAnd what kind of 'emotional trauma' would make you cut it off a _second_ time\n(maybe it was a Japanese subcompact)? And just what was the 'severe\npsychological problem'? Was Mr. Wang angry with Mrs. Wang because she was, in\nreality, being unfaithful with every blowjob? Quite the pickle.  \n  \nBut all of this is really beside the point. The problem is the supply.  \n  \nThink about it. When you're talking breast implants, you're talking about a\nmanufactured item - something that rolled off an assembly line somewhere. But\nyou can't make a penis (not literally). The cock has to come from someone,\nfrom a donor. I would like to see how this might be set up. Will there be a\nready supply of shrink-wrapped johnsons at the hospital to choose from, or\nwill the dissatisfied wife just take her shopping basket to 'Cocks 'r' Us'?\nRemember, the advent of silicone made it possible for a new generation of\nAmerican males to become size queens. How will women respond when \"just right\"\nis only an 'oopsy-daisy' away?  \n  \nAnd what happens when the supply of dead peckers dries up? It'll happen, you\nknow it will. Trust me, the number of \"accidents\" that will befall the poor,\ninadequate cocks of this world will skyrocket, and from where will the big\ndicks come? Well, if we're willing to invade the Middle East for Big Oil, I'm\nwilling to bet that we'll go on safari in Africa for Big Black Cocks in a\nfucking heartbeat. And what happens at home? Will women jealously guard the\nsecret of their husband's, um, attributes? \"Oh, no, Lacey, Jeb is really\nsmall, hardly worth bothering with.\" Will Ron Jeremy and Tommy Lee live in sac\nshrinking fear of any woman with a purse large enough to conceal a pair of\nscissors?  \n  \nIt's an ugly future we're looking at, where no penis is safe. I used to\nfantasize about getting a blowjob in my car from some smokin' hot babe outside\na bar. But now I just see that same chick running down the street with my cock\nheld out before her like the Olympic torch. Be afraid, be very afraid.  \n  \n  \n  \nBig_Kahuna_69@yahoo.com**\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 62, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Andria's Eunuch Slave  [B]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Andria's Eunuch Slave  \n\nBy: Ian Clifford\n([ian@canuck.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/mailto:ian@canuck.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Mistress Andria of NYC castrates a willing slave, who becomes the \n    Woman's toilet for Her Temple.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Andria's Eunuch Slave\n    by Ian Clifford \n    \n    \n    Mistress Andria of New York City is an incredibly gorgeous Woman. \n    She is 27 years old, stands 5' 8\" and has blonde hair. Although \n    innocent and sweet looking, She is one formidable Domina and enjoys \n    inflicting the extremes of pain and sadism.\n    \n    Bob Holford of New Jersey viewed Her webpage at \n    www.mistressandria.com. He was mesmerized by Her beauty and \n    attracted to this Enchantress. He E-Mailed Her:\n    \n    To: Mistress Andria \n    From: Bob Holford \n    Subject: Greetings\n    \n    Divine Mistress Andria;\n    Today I viewed Your webpage at www.mistressandria.com You are a \n    Woman, gorgeous beyond belief  and I feel captivated by Your beauty. \n    For over ten years, I have been fixated with the idea of \n    surrendering to a Dominant Woman to be surgically castrated for Her \n    amusement as well as for my own good.\n    Despite my fantasy, I am terrified by the reality of castration and \n    have procrastinated making the commitment to have it done. I now \n    realize that I want to give my balls for You. It would be a great \n    honour to offer my unworthy balls to such a Gorgeous Woman.\n    Please accept my balls in tribute to Your beauty and superiority. I \n    would be willing to meet with You at Your earliest convenience to \n    get this over with.\n    I also wish to become Your full time eunuch slave for life. If You \n    have a position in Your household, I would be happy to serve You in \n    any manner whatsoever.\n    You live in my dreams, Mistress.\n    Your slave, bob\n    \n    Mistress Andria received his E-Mail but due to prior commitments \n    took over a week to reply.\n    \n    To: slave bob \n    From: Mistress Andria \n    Subject: your appeal\n    slave bob;\n    I have received your appeal to be rid of your balls. I do not \n    discuss castration with slaves until they have been screened. I will \n    get My screening agent to contact you. The charge for screening is $ \n    500.00 payable to them. I will contact you again once the screening \n    has been satisfactorily completed. This should take about a month.\n    Regarding your appeal for a full time slave position, I currently \n    have a Personal slave and household slave for My Temple. I am, \n    however looking for a slave to serve as Women's Toilet for the \n    Temple. We can discuss the details when I contact you again.\n    Dominantly,\n    Mistress Andria.\n    \n    bob was thrilled at Her reply. he awaited instructions from the \n    screening agent. After they had received payment, they sent him \n    questionnaires to fill out and eventually, he appeared for an \n    interview in New York City.\n    \n    Upon returning to New Jersey, he opened an E-Mail from Mistress \n    Andria:\n    \n    To: slave bob \n    From: Mistress Andria \n    Subject: Screening\n    \n    slave bob;\n    I have received the results of your screening. The results show that \n    you are very eager to be rid of your balls and to live a life of  \n    servitude. you are committed and sincere.  I still have the Woman's \n    toilet position available. You will appear at My Temple two weeks \n    from Saturday. The address is as given you by my screening agent. If \n    you wish to accept the Woman's toilet position, I will have a place \n    in My Temple for you. you will have no further need of your assets. \n    Dispose of all and bring the proceeds when you come as tribute. you \n    will be part of My household and your basic needs will be met. \n    I expect to see you a week from Saturday. \n    Dominantly, Mistress Andria.\n    \n    Bob hurriedly disposed of his assets and two weeks later made the \n    trip to NYC. He arrived at Mistress Andria's Temple and was greeted \n    by a young Woman at the door.\n    \n    \" I am Mistress Janet, Mistress Andria's associate. you will follow \n    Me.:\n    Bob followed  Mistress Janet into the Temple. Once inside the door \n    she told him to remove all of his clothing as it is not permitted by \n    slaves in the temple. They then proceeded to the drawing room where \n    Mistress Andria awaited his arrival.  He fell to his knees before \n    Her beauty and magnificence. \n    \n    \" I am privileged to be in Your presence, Mistress Andria. I have \n    brought the proceeds of disposition with me and offer it as tribute \n    to Your beauty and superiority. \"\n    \n    \" Hello slave bob are you ready to become My property for life and \n    to serve Me in any manner I may see fit. \"\n    \n    \" Yes, Mistress Andria, I am Yours for life and my humble life is \n    dedicated to serving You and pleasing You. \"\n    \n    \" Excellent, slave bob. My Personal slave has the weekend off and it \n    will be your privilege to serve as My Personal slave for the \n    weekend. Let's see your tribute to Me.\"\n    \n    Mistress Janet collected the tribute and passed it to Mistress \n    Andria.\n    \n    \" I see a cashier's cheque for One Hundred Twenty Two Thousand \n    Dollars. \"\n     \n    That is correct, Mistress. It's the proceeds of sale of my home and \n    car as well as all other assets. \"\n    \n    \" Mistress Janet will show you to your slave quarters and I will \n    summon you in one hour. \"\n    \n    Mistress Janet escorted him to his slave quarters in The Temple. It \n    was a small room with a cot, no door  and shelf with mirror.\n    \n    \" The slave washroom facilities and shower are down the hall. Your \n    toothbrush and shaving equipment are on the shelf.  Mistress expects \n    complete cleanliness of Her slaves. Do you understand? \"\n    \n    \" Yes, Mistress Janet. \"\n    \n    \n    \" Now, you will clean up and be ready to be taken to Mistress \n    Andria's chambers in one hour. \"\n    \n    Mistress Janet left his room. Bob got the shaving equipment and \n    toothbrush and proceeded to the slave washroom.\n    \n    Even although he was shaved and had his teeth brushed, he shaved and \n    brushed again. He then showered and dried off and went to his room \n    to await the summoning.\n    \n    Later, Mistress Janet appeared at his room. \n    \n    \" You will follow Me to Mistress Andria's boudoir. \"\n    \n    bob followed Mistress Janet. They entered a magnificent bedroom. The \n    furnishings were the finest that money could buy. Mistress Andria \n    was clothed in a nightgown.\n    \n    \" Hello, slave bob. Tonight you will have the opportunity to serve \n    Me. Have you ever really pleased a Woman before? \"\n    \n    \" I have some experience. \"\n    \n    \" What would you do to serve Me first. \"\n    \n    \" Mistress, I would love to worship your gorgeous hips and bottom. \"\n    \n    \" An ass kisser. Excellent. \"\n    \n    She stood up, threw off  the nightgown and turned away from him. He \n    got an immediate erection at the sight of Her shapely behind. He \n    fell to his knees behind Her and pressed his lips to Her Womanly \n    behind. He kissed her hips and bottom all over, thoroughly enjoying \n    the experience. He then licked Her hips and bottom all over. The \n    butt worship took slightly more than an hour. He then kissed and \n    licked up and down the backs of Her legs. Then he asked Her to bend \n    over at the waist. When she did, he stuffed his face into the crack \n    of Her butt and lapped Her pussy from behind. Her soft moans \n    betrayed Her appreciation of his efforts.\n    \n    He then asked her to lie down on the bed. He proceeded to tongue \n    bathe Her gorgeous body giving Her a head to toe tonguebath covering \n    every square inch of flesh with the exception of her sweet pussy and \n    crack of Her butt.\n    \n    He asked Her to spread her legs and bring Her knees up.\n    \n    \" I want my unworthy mouth on Your crotch, Mistress. I will lap Your \n    sweet pussy until You tell me to stop .\"\n    \n    \" Get your mouth on My crotch, slave and I'll tell you when I've had \n    enough. \"\n    \n    he placed his mouth on Her sweet crotch and began his licking. he \n    concentrated on Her clitoris. Being multi-orgasmic, Mistress Andria \n    came many times. After two hours, she grabbed him by the ears, \n    pushed him away and said,\n    \n    \" think you deserve a break.\"\n    \n    \" You have a wonderful, tasty pussy, Mistress. I could lick and suck \n    Your pussy forever. \"\n    \n    \" That's nice, slave bob, but we both should take a break every \n    couple of hours. \"\n    \n    Five minutes later she told him to resume which he did. After eight \n    hours with his mouth on Her crotch, she pushed him away from Her \n    crotch and said,\n    \n    \" That's enough for now, slave. So what's next. \"\n    \n    Bob lay on the floor face up. He invited Mistress Andria to sit on \n    his face and to ride and smother to Her heart's content.\n    \n    She sat on his upturned face with his nose between Her asscheeks and \n    his mouth on Her pussy. He resumed lapping Her pussy while She \n    smothered him. After a while, he felt as if his lungs were about to \n    explode. He thought she may smother him to death but just then she \n    lifted Her hips off his face.\n    \n    \" I'm going to teach you to breathe out of your ears and one day I \n    just might smother you to death. How'd you like being under My ass? \n    \"\n    \n    \" it's a great honour, Mistress and I would love to die beneath Your \n    gorgeous hips and bottom. \"\n    \n    She sat down again and began riding his face; bouncing up and down \n    and piledriving the back of his head into the floor and forcing his \n    face deep into the crack of Her butt. Between riding and smothering, \n    She spent over four hours on his upturned face. She got off his face \n    and stood up.\n    \n    \" What's next, slave? \"\n    \n    \" If you would lie down on your belly Mistress, I would love to lick \n    up and down the crack of Your butt and I would love to stick my \n    tongue up Your sweet ass. \"\n    \n    When she lay face down on the bed, he spread her asscheeks and \n    licked up and down the crack of Her butt. He then concentrated on \n    Her sweet anus and lathered it up really good with his tongue. When \n    it was really juicy, he proceeded to shove his tongue up her sweet \n    ass.  With his tongue deep in Her bowels and his mouth against her \n    anus, She tightened her sphincter muscle so escape was impossible. \n    He wiggled his tongue around inside of Her and She moaned in \n    appreciation. After about an hour of this, She released his tongue. \n    He withdrew slowly but he forced his tongue back into her anus; \n    tonguefucking her sweet anus.\n    \n    Finally, She'd had enough and said to bob,\n    \n    \" That's enough for now, slave. We both should get some sleep. \n    Tomorrow, I will neuter you like a dog. Those filthy erections will \n    cease soon after. \"\n    \n    \" It's been a pleasure serving You, Mistress and I look forward to \n    offering You my balls tomorrow. \"\n    \n    \" I have summoned Mistress Janet to escort you to your room. You are \n    an excellent pleasure slave and I may have you to serve as My \n    pleasure slave someday. But after you are neutered tomorrow, you \n    will start duties as the Woman's toilet for the household. \"\n    \n    Mistress Janet appeared and escorted bob to his slave quarters. He \n    slept soundly until the next morning when Mistress Janet awoke him \n    for breakfast\n    he went with Mistress Janet to the slave eating area. He was given a \n    bowl of nourishing gruel and a cup of water. This was the standard \n    slave meal. It had all the proper nutrients but lacked any flavour. \n    Much like dog food, the emphasis is on nourishment.\n    \n    Mistress Janet then escorted him to the Dungeon.\n    \n    \" Mistress Andria is going to give you a final Cock and Ball Torture \n    session before you lose those balls. Immediately after, She'll take \n    Your unworthy tribute and tomorrow morning, you'll start your duties \n    as Women's Toilet. Now let's get you prepared. \"\n    \n    Mistress Janet escorted him to a table three foot by eight foot. He \n    sat at the three foot end, lay back on the table. Mistress Janet \n    stretched his arms upward and fastened his wrists into manacles. She \n    then fastened his ankles to the ends of a spreader bar and hoisted \n    it to the ceiling. She tightened a belt, securing the front of his \n    waist to the table. He was lying on his back, his spread legs lifted \n    at ninety degrees and ready for treatment. Mistress Janet taped his \n    now erect penis to his abdomen and using a Band Castrator, stretched \n    a band and released at the neck of his scrotal sac, close to his \n    body. She placed another band by the first one and taking two \n    sterile needles, pushed them through his scrotal sac next to the \n    bands to prevent band slippage.\n    \n    Mistress Andria entered the Dungeon. She noted that slave bob was \n    properly restrained and awaiting treatment. She took a rattan cane \n    three foot in length by three eights of an inch in diameter and \n    stood before his spread legs.\n    \n    \" I'm going to give you a ball beating you'll remember for the rest \n    of your life. \"\n    \n    She raised the cane and brought it down hard on his unprotected \n    genitals. It landed squarely on his scrotum and he screamed. She \n    delivered two hundred cuts of the cane to his genitals and inner \n    thighs. His genitals and surrounding area were well bloodied and cut \n    to ribbons and his screams filled the air. She then took a cattle \n    prod, pressed the button and touched it to his bloodied balls. His \n    screams intensified. She continued to shock his balls until he \n    passed out from the pain. Mistress Janet used smelling salts to \n    bring him back to consciousness. \n    \n    \" I want you awake when I cut your nasty balls off. My, you really \n    have a large pair of balls. It will be lovely to add these to My \n    collection. \"\n    \n    Mistress Janet held his balls using both hands. Mistress Andria, \n    using a serrated paring knife cut though at the neck of his scrotal \n    sac freeing his sac and balls into Mistress Janet's hands. Mistress \n    Janet disposed of the bloody mess into a jar. He screamed throughout \n    the procedure, not so much from the castration but more from the \n    genitorture.\n    \n    \" Your balls will be encased in an acrylic cube and will be on \n    display in My Trophy Room in about three days. Your scrotal sac will \n    be tanned and used to make an item of  clothing for Me. Now it's \n    time to cauterize your wound.  \"\n    \n    She took a red hot poker from a bed of coals and touched it to his \n    genital area where his balls were attached. He screamed in agony \n    while she cauterized the wound. She then took a hot branding iron \n    and branded his flank marking his hide permanently. His screams \n    echoed off the walls.\n    \n    \" Over a period of time those nasty erections will end. your penis \n    will atrophy and appear much like your pinky finger. you will also \n    gain some weight and some fat. These are what an eunuch must face. \n    Expect some hot flashes too.\n    \n    Mistress Janet will now escort you to your cell. Tonight she will \n    introduce you to the toilet box. You will be in the toilet box from \n    8 AM to 11 PM each day and be on call for nightly use. There are \n    three Females in the Temple at any given time but when I hold \n    parties there may be over one hundred Females. Since you are getting \n    nourishment from us, you will no longer have meals other than at the \n    toilet\n    \n    \" Later this week I will show you My Trophy Room and your balls \n    should be on permanent display by then. \"\n    \n    Author's Note\n    \n    If you want to be rid of your balls, contact Mistress Andria. She is \n    a real Female Dominant and Her E-Mail and webpage in this story are \n    real. Expect to be screened prior to meeting. If you want advice on \n    how to approach a Dominant Female, contact the author.\n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090804131257/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 212, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Appointment (straight, penectomy)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Appointment\n\nHe pulled his car over to the side of the dark road and turned it off. Getting\nout, he\n\nlooked at his watch. 1:30 exactly- good. He leaned up against his car and\npulled down\n\nhis pants. His genitals popped free of his clothing and he began to stroke\nhimself. He\n\nnoticed a flicker of movement ahead of him, and there she was, walking towards\nhim\n\nwith that sensous sway of her hips. Her breasts bounced invitingly with every\nstep.\n\nHe began to pump harder as she approached. Soon she was almost upon him. She\nopened\n\nher mouth.\n\n\"Are you ready for your penectomy?\" She asked with a sexy twist. His penis\njumped\n\nat the word.\n\n\"Oh, yes. Oh God yes,\" He moaned, shoving his protruding cock at her. She\nreached\n\nout and took it. She ran her fingers up and down my shaft, driving him nuts.\n\n\"Oh, shit. Hurry up dammit, chop it off!\" he knew if she waited much longer he\n\nwould explode all over her and it would be pointless. She slid her fingers\ndown his\n\nmeat to where it connected into him. She pushed back the flesh at the base of\nhis\n\npenis as far as she could, trying to expose as much of his shaft as possible.\n\n\"We'll have to cut it off way down here, so there's no little stump left for\nyou to\n\nplay with.\" He was gasping with the effort of resisting the urge to cum. Her\nlight\n\nfingers on his penis felt so good as she tied it off at the very base. He felt\nthe blood\n\nflow being restricted and his penis began to swell. He was sure it would\nexplode. She\n\nleaned towards him and whispered in a voice heavy with lust.\n\n\"Would you like to fuck me one last time before your penectomy?\"\n\n\"Yes, please yes.\" he moaned. His penis was stiffer than it had ever been\nbefore, and\n\nhe could almost feel the warm walls of her vagina encompassing it. She\nunzipped her\n\ntight jeans and began to remove them. There, at the junction of her thighs was\nthe\n\ntreasure trove. He felt an overwhelming urge to thrust himself into her. Her\nsoft\n\nbreasts bounced under her tight sweatshirt as she spread her legs and went up\non\n\ntiptoes to take him into her.\n\n\"Too bad.\" she said with a wicked grin. She took his swollen member in her\nhands\n\nand produced a knife from her back pocket. She slid his shaft out of his body\nas far as\n\nit would go, placed the knife up against it's deepest base, and cut it off.\nHis penis was\n\ngone.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Conditioned", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "None", "Text": "When he opened the door, the odor hit him right away.  That was \nonly because it wasn\u2019t the type of odor he\u2019d expected.  It wasn\u2019t \nlike there was a lot of thought or that he\u2019d even been expecting \nany type of smell at all.  But, it was there.  It smelled \nifferent.  He couldn\u2019t describe the odor.  It had been there, very \nstrongly, but not for very long.  The odor was gone, and that was \njust as puzzling as it having been there in the first place.\n\nThe door closed, and everything was normal.  Everything was as it \nshould be.  He was hopping about on one foot as he was pulling his \nshoe from the other.  There wasn\u2019t much care in where the shoes \nlanded.  The socks were tossed aside with just as much abandon.  \nThe shirt he pulled quickly over his head not really caring that \nhis hair had become tousled, but he did take a quick second to \nsmooth it back down with his hands, from habit.  While in motion, \nhe unbuttoned the blue jeans and managed to remove them and his \nboxers without breaking his stride.  As they hit the floor, the \nboxers remained crunched up in the jeans.\n\nIt wasn\u2019t a race nor an overwhelming urgency toward a goal.  He \ndidn\u2019t have a lot of other stuff to do or an appointment for which \nhe was late.  He was here for a reason. But, just as when he was a \nchild, with his mother there to pick up after him, his clothes\nwere attended.  They found themselves folded and neatly stowed.  It \nwas methodical. There was a proper way for them to be placed, \nalmost catalogued.  He would need them again.  There weren\u2019t many \nwho could just toss things aside like clothes and not require\ntheir use again.  He certainly would need them.\n\nThe job paid well, and it was fun.  There were different faces \nevery day, hundreds of people to meet.  At 20, there was plenty of \ntime to continue college later.  Money had been needed.  It was \nmore like \u201cthings\u201d were wanted, and money was necessary for the\nacquisition of those \u201cthings.\u201d  He wasn\u2019t material, nor greedy, nor \nselfish.  His priorities were just different from what others may \nfeel they should be at this time of his life.\n\nNow, it was time to wait.  Waiting wasn\u2019t a problem, it was just \ntime for it.  \u201cHey, Matt.\u201d  That was his name.  He responded with a \nsmile and a handshake.  Jerry had spoken to him.  At 20, also, he \nwas a coworker.  The two had experienced a lot of fun, at and away\nfrom work.  They didn\u2019t have housing assignments together like they \nfelt would have been nice after they\u2019d met.  They\u2019d been assigned \nto watch over the same ride.  That was their job, watching over the \nrides.\n\nThe wait was over.  A person was stepping out of his way and this \nbrought an end to his wait.  There was a pinch.  It had been nice \nthat he\u2019d been forewarned, but it hadn\u2019t been anything to worry \nover.  Had he not been warned, it would not have mattered.\n\nThe feelings as he ejaculated were the same as all the other times \nhe\u2019d ejaculated.  The feeling may have only been different due to \nnothing touching his penis before or at the time he ejaculated.  He \nfelt his orgasm.  His body spasmed as normal.  An orgasm causes \nthat to happen.  His erection bobbed as the muscles contracted to \nexpel the semen his body had created.\n\nIt had been caught, the semen had.  But, that had been easy to \nforetell.  It wasn\u2019t a round bucket, but an oblong trough.  There \nwasn\u2019t a need for depth, only length.  The distance ejaculate can \ntravel is variable, not only between men, but even the same man. \nThe mechanics were obvious.  He, like the other before and the ones \nafter, had straddled the trough.  Width was the second most \nimportant, length, width, then depth.\n\nBending of the knees had been instructed, though obvious to see the \nnecessity.  Of course, the distance of the bend depended on the \nheight of the waist.  The testicles needed firm placement into the \ntube.  The tube had been designed stationery.  Extreme differences \nin height were accommodated by differences in \u201cconditioners.\u201d  \nPossibly a design flaw, for one size fits all may have kept things \nbetter budgeted.  Nonetheless, there was basically an adult size \nand a child\u2019s size, and both were in frequent use simultaneously.\n\nThe tube extended upward at the start of the trough.  The trough \nextended outward from the tube.  Two attendants stood on either \nside.  They were there to steady the one being \u201cconditioned.\u201d  The \ntesticles went into the extended tube, the pinch sensation, then the\nejaculation sensation with orgasm.  Finished.  The one behind\u2019s \nwait was over.\n\nAs he turned to exit, he eyed a set of testicles and a scrotum \nsliding down a clear tube at the start of a long trough.  Then, \ninto the clothing as haphazardly as their removal, he returned to \nhis job fully \u201cconditioned.\u201d  Maybe, he\u2019d stay at this job, he \nconsidered.\n\n\u201cHey, Jeff.  Go over to Building B.  Matt will watch your ride,\u201d \nthe supervisor instructed on his way past.  \n\n\u201cWhich one is Building B,\u201d it was inquired of Matt.  \u201cI only began \na week prior.\u201d\n\n\u201cI just came from there.\u201d\n\n\u201cA Nice Place For Employees And Customers\u201d stated the sign above \nthe door.  \u201cMen In This Way\u201d with an arrow.  As he opened the door, \nan odor hit him right away.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 88, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sperm Factory 2", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Jacob now lye there totally enjoying the machines ryhthmic movements and the\nring around his balls was adding even more to his pleasure.He could feel his\ncum starting to travel from his balls and up his sleek shaft.Then he exploded\ninto the tube and saw his cum travel down the clear pipe into the jar. `\n\nTo his surprise the machine just carried on,he thought it would cut out and\nlet him rest for a while,but he thought what the heck he could handle\nanother.His cock hadn't gone soft like normal after a wank but stayed rock\nhard.The tube seemed to ride his dick harder now and the ring vibrated even\nstronger.The feeling in his dick began again to cause him pleasure again not\ndiscomfort.He could see his dick pointing straight up in the air and noticed\nhow red it was looking.He began to feel his cum building again and as if\nsensing it the tube worked him harder and the ring throbbed stronger.He shot\nhis next load into the jar.\n\nJacob thought that must be it now but he was wrong,the machine kept going.He\nwanted to cry out to stop for a rest but he just couldn't make any\nmovement.Then suddenly he got an electric shock in his balls followed closely\nby another.It was only mild but it excited him.These shocks carried on and his\ncum started in his balls again.Jacob shot his load again but he noticed it\nwasn't very much this time.\n\nThis carried on time after time till Jacob wanted to scream but couldn't.The\nring on his balls was giving him stronger and stronger shocks to stimulate him\nand his balls were getting hotter and hotter.His dick now looked vivid red ad\nhe could tell it woould be sore.\n\nAfter more ejaculations the doctor returned and told Jacob he was doing really\nwell but he wasn't sending anything to the jar,he was cumming dry.So he would\nincrease the intensity of the machine.The shock that passed thru Jacobs balls\nsuddenly made him cum again.\n\nThe heat in his balls was now intense and Jacob could smell burning flesh but\nthe machine just carried on.\n\nTo be continued  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "And we cut him", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "wife and other couple castrate husband!", "Text": "` After a year of constant writeing and affairs with other couple who they had\nmet on the net, and after sharron had gotten pregnate by sonny who was\nbarbra's husband as carl was sterile and they so wanted to have a child. now\nthat sonny had done his job it was time to cut sonnys nuts off!! as carls cock\nwas much bigger and nicer then sonny's and carls output of cum was near twice\nsonny's sonny agreed to let carl do all the big time fucking for the two women\nand give sonny testosterone when they wanted him to join in the fucking!! well\nthe big evening came they tied sonny down to the table. and everyone got\nnude!! barbra shaved her husbands sack and used an anti-septic to clean the\narea well! then gave him a shot of pain killer! then a zilicaine wipe down on\nhis sack to numb it. then carl made two incissions one on each side of sonny's\nnut sack. sharron pushed his nuts out of there sack to hang outside the bag by\nthere cords. then barbra tied a suture around each nut cord and tied it tight.\nthen as sonnys nuts began to swell and die!! carl and barbra started fucking!!\nas she felt carls big cock enter her pussy!! and felt carls bigs nuts slamming\ninto her ass!! she looked over to see sharron playing with sonny's dieing\nballs! turning color now! as she had her first earth moving climax!!!! then as\nthe tempo built and carl was about to cum!! barbra started cumming!! sharron\nribbing her clit began to have her orgasm!! and just as everyone came and carl\nwas shooting his hot load into sonny's wife!! sharron took a pair of scissors\nand snipped of sonny's nuts!! sonny ejaculated his last sperm filled load onto\nhis chest!! they put sonnys dead balls into a small jar with alcohol to\npreserve them for all time!!! so both women fucked carl several more times\nbefore putting the fake balls into sonnys sack then sutureing him up. so now\nand then they let sonny fuck with them but mostly the only stud in this barn\nwas carl.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 6, "longest_sentence": 54, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (6) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Man Bitch", "Tags": "GAY, BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Being &nbsp;rather dominant and with my wife's permission I decided to seek a willing man to make my personal bitch. A man bitch I could nut and truly have him be my bitch, one that could serve not only me but service my wife orally also. That may have happened.", "Text": "` Dom\u2019s Bitch  \n  \nI met him at the bar on First Avenue. My name is  \nDominick and his name is Nevada and being in his  \nmid forties now he surely is old enough to know what  \nhe wants. We had a few drinks at the bar and I could  \ntell he was looking for something. It was getting along in  \nthe evening and as I glanced at the clock above the  \nbar it said 1:15 am. I rubbed my cock under my pants  \nas I had done several time so he could see me and my  \ndick was hard under my dress slacks and noticeable to  \nmy new acquaintance Nevada.  \n  \nI leaned over and whispered to Nevada. Want to go  \nsome where? I need my dick sucked. He didn\u2019t hesitate  \nand said yes. We walked out to the street and no one  \ncould hear us and I said; I need a bitch to suck my dick.  \nYou want to be my bitch? He quietly replied, yes. I knew  \nright then I had him under my control. He was agreeable  \nand he was ready to go.  \n  \nI took him to a cheap hotel room I had already paid for  \nin cash to the night manager, no sign in or out, just  \nroom rent for a few hours. No identification, no nothing.  \nThat is the way I like it.  \n  \nWhen we entered the room I locked the door and  \nsmiled at Nevada, he smiled back. I unzipped my  \npants and pulled out my dick still standing inside  \nthe door. Suck it I said. He went to his knees and  \nstarted sucking my cock and in a matter of one  \nminute I was full rock hard and horny. I reached  \ndown and took hold of his ears and face fucked  \nhim. He gobbled my dick like he was starved for  \ndick. I held his head and shoved my dick all the  \nway into his throat holding him, his face turned  \nred, I released him and he was gasping for air.  \n  \nYou are a good cock sucker I told him. Where  \ndid you learn to swallow dick like that? He  \nmumbled as he eagerly sucked on my big dick.  \n  \nI made him lay on the bed naked and I tied his hands  \nand feet to the bed. I went to the bathroom and soaped  \nup a large dildo I had and forced that up his ass. He  \nwas resisting and practically begging me to stop.  \nI got half that big dildo up his ass and just left it  \nthere. Then I got on top of him and stuck my dick in  \nhis mouth and fucked his face making him swallow  \nall of my cum.  \n  \nI opened the dresser drawer and took out my burdizzo.  \nI took one of his nuts and pulled it hard as I could and  \ngot the burdizzo positioned in the right place and clamped  \nit shut and held it for a couple minutes as he whined and  \nsquirmed. I clamped him three times on each side severing  \nhis testicle cords and mashing them together.  \n  \nHis nut sack swelled up but no bleeding occurred.  \n  \nI untied him and left him in the hotel room to get some  \nrest. He needed it. I went to my apartment.  \n  \nI have his name and phone number and will check  \non him in a couple weeks. I just might make him my  \npermanent bitch.  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The biter.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "", "Text": "When I saw the man at the bar I knew he would be the one for the night. He\nlooked so easy. He had no wedding ring, so I dived for him. It was Friday\nnights. I wore a very tight fitting top, so he went for me instantly. I gave\nhim a fake name of course, Tina Wright. I also told him I ran a sexy video\nsite. Well, he did ask what I did. This drew him closer.\n\nWe ended up at his place. He was drunk, and had no idea about what would\nhappen to him. I stripped him and lay him on the bed, and we had sex. He was a\nterrible shagger. He had large balls and a small cock.\n\nI teased him a bit moving around quickly, at some points he shouted that it\nhurt, and to stop doing it. I reminded him I was a pro, and it would feel\nbetter in a minute. Then I swayed left, we broke apart for a few seconds, and\nhe swore and we started again. I carried on getting more and more violent till\nI finally suggested giving him a blowjob, then I asked if we could tape it for\nmy website. He agreed and I started filming with my camera.\n\nI massaged it first. He had an erection and I started to lick it. Then I put\nthe entire thing, balls and all, into my mouth. He giggled as I sucked. Then I\nbit down. He screamed and told me to stop. I bit down again, harder and\nharder, till I felt it sever. The blood trickled into the sheets and the guy\nfainted. Then I cut up the penis, so it couldn't be reattached. I stopped\nfilming, rewound it and watched. Then I set the clock ahead an hour and went\naround the house and wiped my fingerprints off the surfaces, the door handles.\nEven though I'm not on file, if they do catch me, they'll still be able to\nlink me to my prints.\n\nAfter doing so, I left a pair of knickers, two sizes too big by the bed. I'd\ngot them from some whore, from a nightclub, she didn't ask why. I gave her a\ntenner and she gave me them. I had another dozen pairs of slutty pants at home\nfor this. Then I wrote a message in the mirror. That said: Thanks for a lovely\ntime. XXX. I wrote it in a completely different handwriting and in a color I\nwould never wear. Then I got in my car and drove off. It was almost midnight.\nI knew I wasn't seen by anyone, I'd checked. I'd even put a blond wig on, and\nchanged my clothes in the toilets there, so I looked like a prostitute. I\ndropped the lipstick, wig and clothes in the river, about two miles from his\nhouse. I wore different shoes than I normally wear, sneakers. I went back to\nthe car, changed my shoes again, then walked in a different pattern, then went\nback to the car. By the time I got home, it was early morning.\n\nMy sister, had already given me an alibi. She approved of what I did, so\ninstead, we were at her house, with two friends. The friends approved too, as\nlong as they saw the video. I would watch it once put it in the blender, then\ndrop it in the lake. Al evidence destroyed.\n\nAnd now that guy's gonna be walking round without a penis for the rest of his\nlife. That proves my point. You don't sleep with someone, you just met.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "If Thy Hand Offend Thee", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A young man who wants to become a priest finds that his preoccupation with the lures of the flesh hinder his ambition until he takes drastic measures to cure his desires.", "Text": "` If Thy Hand Offend Thee `\n\nby Allen Baker\n\n\"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.\" Sean O'Brien had hurried to the\nconfessional at Saint Joseph's that Friday afternoon and nearly slammed the\ndoor behind him in his haste. The eighteen-year-old boy knelt in the darkness,\neager to purge himself of his week's transgressions.\n\n\"How long since your last confession, my son?\"\n\n\"One week.\"\n\n\"Confess your sin, my son.\"\n\n\"The priesthood, Father. To be a priest like yourself. That is my only goal.\nI've always wanted to be a priest. It's my passion.\"\n\n\"This is a holy pursuit. Where is the sin in this, my son?\"\n\n\"But I'm not pure. Not pure enough. Each day, I vow to keep myself pure, but\nfail. Many times a day I have impure thoughts.\"\n\n\"Priests are human, my son. Humans have impure thoughts. Try to resist them,\nreplace them with holy thoughts. God is merciful and will help.\"\n\n\"That's just it, Father. I try. But all too often I give in to them.\"\n\n\"Give in?\"\n\n\"I jack . . . um, I masturbate.\"\n\n\"I see.\"\n\n\"Often.\"\n\n\"Umh?\"\n\n\"At least six or eight times a day. I try not to. Even when I start, I try to\nstop. But it just feels too good. When I wrap my hand onto . . . \"\n\n\"I don't need to hear the details, my son.\"\n\n\"Sorry, Father. At any rate, I fail and sin many times every day. I want to\nchange, to be good, Father. Please, tell me how.\"\n\n\"My son, God has made you a human with human urges. This is natural. But to\nyour credit, you aspire to rise above these base desires and to serve Him in\nholy priesthood. Trust in God and pray. Now, as to your penance, . . . \"\n\n* * * * * \n\nThe middle of the next week, the priest again heard Sean's voice in from the\nother side of the confessional booth. It shook with emotion and was near to\nbeing overshadowed by tears.\n\n\"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. Pleasuring myself was a bad enough sin,\nbut now it is obvious that I don't truly love God enough. That I don't trust\nHim enough, pray enough, to have Him take this burden from me. I read the\nBible and pray. But nothing helps. In the middle of the night, I wake up with\nmy hand already stroking my hard . . . Sorry, Father. Anyway, I found the\nverse in Mark 9 that states, \u2018If thy hand offend thee, cast it off.' So I\ndecided to tie my hands to the headboard at night so they wouldn't betray me.\nBut it isn't my hand that's the culprit. It's just an accomplice. A means to\nan end. But my body just finds other means. The last two nights, I've awakened\nto find my hips grinding my crotch into the mattress, just as I create a\nsticky mess in my pajamas. So, you see, Father, even my hips aren't to blame.\nIt's my, well, crotch, that's the source of all my shame. Even now, as I sit\nhere in the darkness, talking about my evil ways, my crotch remembers the\npleasure it feels at those times and is lengthening and crying out to be\nstroked. Even without touching my cock, I'm about to explode in my drawers.\nOh, Father, what am I to do?\"\n\n\"My son, you are too hard on yourself. Yes, you are a victim or your hormones,\njust like every other young man throughout history. But time is on your side.\nThese adolescent years are the most tumultuous. Ride them out and remain\nfaithful. If it is God's will for you to enter His priesthood, He will wait\nfor you. Don't despair. Just continue being faithful, and God will show you a\nway to overcome this preoccupation with sex. Continue to study his Holy Word,\nand God will speak to you. He will show you the way.\"\n\n* * * * * \n\n\"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been weeks since my last\nconfession, but I have been incapacitated and only this hour have regained the\nstrength to venture from my bed.\"\n\n\"Then I am glad you made God's house your priority. Confess your sins.\"\n\n\"Though it has been long, they have been few. Father, you are wise. You\nadvised me to read the scriptures and allow for His holy guidance. You were\nright. I have studied and prayed, and He has answered my prayers. He revealed\nthe true meaning of His Word. I have followed the Bible's instructions and am\nnow at peace.\"\n\n\"Bless you, my son. Please share with me which new verse of God's teaching has\neased your troubled spirit.\"\n\n\"No new verse, Father. Only a revelation of the meaning of the one I had\npreviously misinterpreted. \u2018If thy hand offend thee, cut it off.' All along\nGod was showing me the way, but I had been too thick headed to understand.\"\n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n\"As I said before, it really was not my hand that offended. Oh, Father, late\none night two weeks ago, I again gave in to temptation and pleasured myself.\nImmediately after I climaxed, great remorse overcame me, and I fell into near\nhysterical weeping. I sobbed into my pillow and begged for God's help.\n\n\"Suddenly, I understood that verse. It was my balls that offended. They\nproduced the desire, the need to jack off. Immediately I was calm. At last, I\nknew what to do with my problem. I collected what I needed and locked myself\nin the bathroom.\n\n\"First, I used some heavy cord to tie my balls very tightly just below my\npenis. Then I braced myself for the pain, knowing that sacrificing for God\nwould not prevent suffering. Then I used dad's razorblade utility knife to\nseparate those offending orbs from my body forever. The pain was excruciating,\nbut I was giddy with relief. At last, I was free from corruption of the flesh!\n\n\"I used the needle and thread from mom's sewing kit to close up the opening.\nThen I bandaged myself so that I wouldn't soak into the bed sheets. Before I\nleft the bathroom, I dropped those offending nuts into the commode and flushed\nthem out of my life forever.\"\n\nThe priest groaned at the enormity of the boys actions. \"Oh, my poor boy. I\nfear you have been misled by your interpretation of those words.\"\n\n\"Oh, I know, Father. You can't imagine my dismay the next day when I woke with\nmy usual morning erection. I cried in despair. But that didn't stop me from\nbeating off, . . . er masturbating. There was blood in my cum when I climaxed,\nbut it still felt wonderful and I was miserable.\n\n\"Anyway, all day I kept having my usual erections, my all-too-human urges. I\nkept telling myself that maybe my body was just needing time to adjust. But\nwhen I was still having erections three days later, I knew I had been wrong\nabout the Bible verse. At least partly.\n\n\"That night I again went to the bathroom after everyone else in the house had\ngone to sleep. This time, I knew I was right in what God expected. I sat on\nthe commode and stoutly tied off my cock with the cord. I watched it turn red\nthen purple, as I sat on the commode waiting for some amount of numbness to\nset in. Finally, I could wait no more. I quickly severed it with the utility\nknife, letting it drop into the water below me. Then I sewed up the wound. But\nthis time, I bled more and needed to keep replacing the bandages. And I was\nmuch weaker and in too much pain to do more than clean up the bathroom and\ninch back to my room.\n\n\"I stayed in bed the next morning and told my parents I thought I had a touch\nof the flu. Mom wanted me to go to the doctor about the third day, but I told\nher I was feeling ok, but just worn out and week from the vomiting. She left\nme alone.\n\n\"But best of all, Father, you were right! God's scriptures showed me the way.\nI have made myself a eunuch, and I'm no longer plagued by impure thoughts. My\nbody no longer tempts me into corruption. I can now ready myself for the\npriesthood without crass distractions. Bless me, Father, for I have confessed\nmy sins.\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 143, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Once In A Lifetime (personal anecdote, gay)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "That's what's always gotten ME hard - you can only do it ONCE!\n\nHi, my name's Ed and I'm in my 30s. I'm about 6'1\" and 160 lbs. You may or\n\nmay not believe me, but I grew up on a dairy farm. Castration of horses,\n\npigs, goats and cows is something I grew up watching and assisting in.\n\nWell, I knew I was gay from the time I knew there was a difference between\n\nboys and girls, but this didn't affect my fascination with castration.\n\nI was constantly putting my balls through metal rings and leaving them until\n\nthey were blue and cold. Eventually I began doing the same with my penis.\n\nI find that the pain from body piercings (I have several) is the turn-on for\n\nme. Here's my fantasy. I want my cockhead split, slowly, without anesthetic.\n\nOnce the head is split and a subincision is completed, the head is sliced off.\n\nThen, slowly, my cock is removed in 1\" segments until only a stump remains.\n\nAll of this will be done while I am alert and watching the procedure.\n\nAfterwards, my scrotum is opened and I finally get to look at the organs that\n\nhave caused me so much distress, hormonally speaking. Then they are tied off\n\nand stiched up and I have a smooth crotch...\n\nOnly once, only once...that's the bummer part.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "* Since I was a boy .. (personal anecdote)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Since i was a small boy I have had a desire to be a eunuch. At the time I\ndidn't know the word, but wanted to have a smooth crotch. It all started when\ni saw a female friend naked. I looked at her and I looked at my own body and\nfelt she was so beautiful that I wanted to look like her.\n\nWhen I became a teen and reached puberty I had great difficulity dealing with\nmy male genitals. I was driven by my hormones to have sex with girls, but i\nhave felt that my penis and testicles are very unattractive and should be\nremoved. I fantasize that I wake up one morning and find that I have been\ncastrated and hand had a penectomy. When i put my hand between my legs to feel\nfor my penis I find nothing but a smooth area and a small pee hole. This\ndrives me wild with erotic thoughts. Even though I have no genitals I start\nclimaxing and cannot stop. There is a pumping in my crotch and a wave of\npassion and pleasure that sweeps over my entire body. I just laid back and\nenjoyed it.\n\nNext, I got out of bed and ran to the dresser to retrieve a mirror. I had to\nsee what I looked like as a eunuch...", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 14, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fantasy Island -- III", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "None", "Text": "Beverly, my girlfriend, and I stepped off the seaplane.  The hostess \nof Fantasy Island was waiting for us.  \"Let me show you to your \ncabin.  Then your fantasy begins.\"  It was in a beautiful valley.  \nThe cabin was on a little stream.   A short distance away was a \nstable.  Three beautiful horses were there.  We were going to start \nthe fantasy of riding into the past.  Beverly was a paleontologist.  \nShe wanted to see dinosaurs roam the Early.  I was a dinosaur buff.  \nI was happy to go with her.  \n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nThe hostess instructed us: \"The white horse has magical powers.  His \nname is Orion.  He is the only one who knows the way.  He leads.  You \nride the other two horses.  They are also wonderful animals.  In many \nways, they are like people.  I only let those who really love and \nrespect animals ride them. The equipment \n\nand provisions are ready. You may start any time.\"  It was a nice \nday.  We went to see the horses, to say hi.  We had a picnic on the \nstream.  Beverly picked flowers for the cabin.  We had a light dinner \nand went to bed early.  I was horny.  But Beverly did not want to \nmake love.  She gave my hard cock a kiss and promised more when we \ncame back.  \n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nThe storm arrived suddenly.  Lightning struck close to the cabin.  \nAmong the thunder, I heard the call of the horses.  I ran outside \nwith only my shirt and shorts on.  The horses were jumping around, \nespecially Orion.  I tried to calm him.  It did not work.  In \ndesperation, I jumped on him and held his head.  I stroke him and \ntalked to him.  He was calming down.  Then a bolt of lightning hit \nclose by and he took off before we even heard the thunder.  I could \nonly hang on.  He galloped for a long time and gradually left the \nstorm behind.  I had absolutely no idea where we were and hoped that \nOrion knew.  He was calm now, he was trotting.  We were in a little \nvalley.  But not the valley where we started.  I saw camp fire ahead.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nA group of women approached me.  I could not see them well except \nthat they were all very tall. The fire was behind them.  I got off \nOrion, just to be polite. But he ran ahead to them.  He knew them and \nthey knew him.  I walked up to them but they ignored me and patted \nhim.  One of them said: \"Coming to see Polaris, aren\u2019t you.  You \nbetter be quick or she will run away with the other stallion.\"  They \nall laughed and Orion turned sharply left and galloped away.  I heard \nanother horse galloping towards us.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nThen the women turned their attention towards me.  I was now close \nenough to see that they were all beautiful.  Most had long hair.  \nThen I noticed the Amazon medal they wore.  I recognized it from \nGreek mythology books.  They said: \"Well, see what we got here.  \nSperm!\"  Then they pounced on me, wrestle me to the ground and tore \noff my shirt and shorts.  Four pinned my ankles and wrists to the \nground.  They all took off their short dresses.  Their bodies were \nall gorgeous.  Then one of them mounted me.  In a couple of minutes, \nwe cummed together.  She got off me and another beauty did the same.  \nI wish they did not pin my hands to the ground.  I want to roam my \nhands over the beautiful bodies.\n\n\n\n\n\nIt was heaven the first four of five times I cummed.  But my balls \nwere drying up.   And they kept coming.  How many of them were \nthere?  By the time the eight Amazon mounted me, I was a wreck.  She \nkept fucking me and having one orgasm after another.  But I could not \ncome.  The pleasure was becoming painful.  The pleasure/pain racked \nmy body.  After a long time, I delivered my load and she collapsed on \nme.   Then she rolled off me weakly.\n\n\n\n\n\nTo my horror, another Amazon approached.   Then I got the surprise of \nmy life.  She looked exactly like my boss, Elaine.  Was it Elaine?  I \nalways had a crush on Elaine and she knew it. She liked to teased \nme.  On business trips together, she told me she was preparing me for \nBeverly. I never got more than a kiss.  Now she was ready to rape \nme.  Oh Goddess, please let me have semen left for one more shot.   \nThe Amazon who just finished raping me said: \"He is running low.  He \nneeds something special.\"  Elaine got down on her knees.  I saw that \nthis Amazon had gray eyes.  Elaine had blue eyes.  Then she planted a \nbig kiss on my cock head. \n\n\n\n\n\nThat was the most exquisite blow job.  She used her mouth, her \ntongue, her teeth, her throat, her hands.  My balls were dry.  But my \ncock was rock hard.  Spasm after spasm rushed from my cock to every \ninch of my body.  I was crying out in pain, calling her name again \nand again.  I was begging her to stop.  But her talented tongue did \nnot stop.  Incredibly, my balls were stirring.  Elaine gave my cock \nhead a last kiss and mounted me.  Her pussy was incredibly tight.  \nShe rode me to three orgasms before I shot my load into her.   \n\n\n\n\n\nIt went on and on.  I did not know how many more Amazons raped me \nafter Elaine.  But they all needed some kind of help.  Some of them \nrub a kind of oil into my cock.  It make me so hard my cock hurts.  \nOne stuck a needle into my balls and pumped some liquid in.  I almost \npassed out from the pain.  Another one gave me a drink.  Its heat ran \nthrough my body and straight to my cock and balls.   Had I come \ntwenty times?  Was there so much semen in a man\u2019s balls?  This blonde \nalready had many orgasms and I could not give her any semen.  Finally \nshe admitted defeat.  She rolled off me weakly.  The others held me \neasily.  I just wanted to close my eyes and be left alone.  \n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nThen she got up, went away, and came back with a knife.  \"I am not \ngoing to be the only one left without sperms.  I am going to take it \nwith me.  The Priestess knows how to get the remaining sperm out.\"  I \nwas horrified.  Did she want to cut off my balls?  Then she kneeled \nbetween my legs and grabbed my balls.  She made a light cut on the \nsac.  The balls popped out.  She cut them off.   Then I passed out.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nI opened my eyes to see the hostess leaning over me.  \"I am glad to \nfind you.  In the morning, I will take you back to the cabin.  You \nmay never find your way back.\"  Pain is still throbbing from my \nballs.  \"Did you produce the storm and the Amazons?\"  I asked.  \"I \ndid.  Your fantasy was to be gang raped by a group of beautiful women \nand then castrated.  You like dinosaurs.  But they are Beverly\u2019s \nfantasy, not yours.  Every guest experiences at least one fantasy.  \nYou will be OK tomorrow.\"  \"Did I lose my balls?\"   \"Yes.  But I got \nthem back from Ingrid once the Priestess got the sperm out for her.  \nI planted it back in.\"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nWe saw the dinosaurs.  My balls hurt for a week.  But Beverly did not \nknow.  She was so excited by the dinosaurs that she had no sexual \ndesire.  We did not make love until we were home.  She never asked me \nhow I got the scar on my ball sac.  Maybe she knew.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 21, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 166, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Acceptance for Martin?", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "A man without a penis is seduced by an unsuspecting girl", "Text": "` Acceptance for Martin? `\n\nShe had a glint in her eye that made me start to panic. But perhaps she would\nnot laugh and reject me. Perhaps she would be the first to accept me and love\nme.\n\nThe urgency of her kiss confirmed her desire. I pulled back, but she didn\u2019t\nseem to notice my uncertainty. She slipped out of her dress and turned,\nindicating the clasp of her black bra. When I released it, she brought my\nhands around to feel the weight and firmness of her large breasts, and pressed\nthe cleft of her bottom into my groin.\n\n\"I can\u2019t feel your cock, Martin - are you shy? Don\u2019t be nervous, you don\u2019t\nhave to perform for me,\" she purred. She had turned again and her beautiful\nsmile paralysed me as she started removing my clothes. \"Let\u2019s just explore.\nWe\u2019ve spent three weeks getting to know each other in every sense but the\nbiblical. We can spend as long as we like on this.\"\n\nShe was caressing my buttocks as she pulled down my boxer shorts, and her\nsurprise was palpable as she discovered my secret. She looked up and met my\ndespairing eyes, then her gaze fixed again on my groin.\n\n\"Oh, Martin.\" And her fingers delved. \"You don\u2019t have a penis!\" She stroked\nthe moist, hooded button above my scrotum, and added, \"but I like your clit.\nSit down on the bed. Tell me all about it while I enjoy myself.\n\nHer lips and tongue played with my balls as I told her, about growing up as a\nboy with microphallus, a condition in which the penis does not develop fully\nin the womb. In some severe cases, such as mine, the testes and scrotum are\nnormal though small, but above them the genitalia have the appearance of a\nfemale urethra and clitoris.\n\nMy story trailed away as her mouth reached my tiny glans. After teasing it\nwith her tongue and lips, she sucked it hard into her mouth. Stopping for a\nmoment, she said \"This isn\u2019t a micro penis, it\u2019s a lovely big clitoris. You\nknow, I\u2019ve never given cunnilingus before, and I\u2019ve found that I love it.\" She\nsucked both my little balls into her mouth while masturbating my urethra and\nclit.\n\nShe was taken aback when I came. Jet after jet of hot semen gushed from the\nlittle opening below my pulsating clitoris, onto her astonished face and her\nbreasts.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Man seeking castration  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Man seeking castration  \n\nBy: Brian\n([Cooldude47@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/mailto:Cooldude47@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Man seeking a woman who want to hurt a men and keep his nuts.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    It all started when I was in college.  I never really liked my nuts \n    all that much.  I would tie them off and let them turn a little \n    blue.  I would never fully go through with though.  After having my \n    nut tied up for a while an intense pain would develop deep in my \n    stomach and I would have to cut off the rubber bands because they \n    hurt to much.\n    I never able to inflict pain uppon myself.  My freshmen year of \n    college I was comming into my own as an adult.  I was willing to \n    experiment and had a very open mind.  One day while working out I \n    met a women who say she could see my nuts through my tight shorts.  \n    I was so embarrised.  I stopped working out for the day and went to \n    the shower.  It was late in the day so I was onlone in the guys \n    shower.  I undressed and stepped under the hot water.  I didn't know \n    who it was but a person had come up from behind me and started \n    fuodiling my nuts from behind.  In total shock I couldn't move.  The \n    message became more intense as the warm body drew me in.  I could \n    fel a set of full breasts up against my back and I ralized that iut \n    was a woman and not some strange attacker.  I immediatly turned \n    around to see to my amazement the girl from the wieght room.  She \n    said that see liked the way my tight body looked and continued to \n    squeeze my nuts.  Sh said hat she was single and looking for someone \n    to play around with.  \n    I was very exited.  She was the hottest woman that I've ever seen in \n    my life.  So we started meeting in the shower late at night ever \n    night.  The second night that we met up she said that a condition of \n    our meeting was hat I had to be blind folded.  So before we met ever \n    night I would put my blind fold on and wait as the water washed down \n    my back.  Every night she came and we would play for hours it \n    seemed.  There was always something off about our departure.  Befoe \n    she left ever night she would squeeze my nuts.  for a little while \n    as she stroked my cock.  Every night would end in this fashion.  \n    Everynight she would squeeze my nuts a little harder and a little \n    harde until I felt like they would burst.  \n    Something stranged happend one night though.  Our usual meetig \n    started and half way through she sad that tommorrow she was going to \n    keep my blls for her own.  At this I became hard and more excited \n    then I've ever been.  Then she left never to be felt again.  The \n    next night that we were supposed to meet she never came and I waited \n    for hours and hours with anticipation, but she never came.  I left \n    to return home disappointed.  I want my nuts to be taken and striped \n    from my body but it never happend.  To this day I wish for my nuts \n    to be taken.  I would do it my self but I can't inflict pain uppon \n    myself.  Will anyone help me?  \n    \n    PS-This is my dream. so you have to meet my criteria.  Woman.  \n    Young(18-25).  Physically fit(100-140lbs.).  Dominative.  And opne \n    to anything.\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090321020720/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Banding Disaster Pt 5 \"Taste of Things to Cum!\"", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Banded sissy sucks cock and still hopes.", "Text": "At home in the country its' wife is having an average day. Lunch with the\ngirls, some Bridge, feed the kids and wait for her man. He was due in late\nfrom his trip to the city but she'd be waiting for him. She was horny for him,\neven though he wasn't the greatest stud in the world. Not from what the other\nwives said of their men. Still. He was her man and he would have to do. She\nwas horny and she had a sexy new outfit to wear. That at least would get his\nattention! Hopefully it would get him hard. She knew how much he liked sexy\noutfits. Lingerie and nylons. She thought she knew how much he liked them.\n\nBut it had never had the courage to tell her. Never had the courage for much\nof anything.\n\nNow it knelt, far from home and safety. Knelt between smooth ebony thighs with\nits' forehead resting on the bone hard erection while its' lips gently kissed\nthe bulging roundness of big mans' balls. While its' tongue explored their hot\nroundness, felt them shift in their leathery pouch; traced the heat of them up\nthe rope like cords of blood and the swollen sperm pipes, rich, full, pulsing.\nIn envy and grief did it worship the stones of this dominating manhood. In\nshame and subjugation.\n\n\"Please!\" it mumbles as it worships \"Please save me!\n\nLicking its' way up the shaft. Kissing the power.\n\n\"Please.....Oh....Please!\" up and down, kissing, sucking.\n\n\"Real nice cock for Ya bitch. That's right! Kiss it like a shy girl. You be my\nshy girl an' my whore.\"\n\n\"Please mister!....Mmmmph...pleaMmmmph...please man help\nme!....Oh.....Mmmmmph...mmmm...Cut that band off me\nman!?...MMMMMPH....Sir....Ahhh...Please sir!?\"\n\n\"Sissy don't deserve no balls, whore! Fuckin' disgrace Ya'll are. Fucking ass\npussy and cum sucker's all you good for! Shouldn't have no balls! Now suck!\"\n\nLong sinuous fingers take it by the neck and powerful thumbs dig into its'\ncheeks, forcing it's mouth open.\n\n\"Had enough of the shy girl baby you now gonna be some head slut!\"\n\nWith its' jaws pried open the sissy takes cock in thrusts that cut off air and\nuses its' face like a cunt.\n\n\"Get used to it bitch!\" says the big man in his deep voice. \"You done nutted\nyourself freak! Better you get used to this! Oh yeah!\"\n\n\"ease...Humph...oohumph...eee....mmmM!\"\n\n\"Just a nuttless fuck now bitch!\" getting ready to come. \"Just a two hole\nnuttless whore.\"\n\nOn the bed the girl is waking up, coming to. She watches wonders.\n\nOn its' knees the sissy gags and chokes and licks. On its' knees the sissy\nfeels the explosion lustful heat break out; from the deep wells of this real\nmans' loins and through the mighty pump in his belly comes the salty life rich\nflow.\n\n\"That's it. Swallow it all nicely whore. Tha's the only kin'a mans' cum you\ngonna have anymore. What ya suck up and what gets pumped up yo ass!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 58, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Boy - a Vignette", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A Vignette, a short one page story.<BR><BR><A href=\"http://www.slammerstories.com\">http://www.slammerstories.com</A>", "Text": "` `\n\n**The Boy -- A Vignette**  \n  \nHe was beautiful -- perfectly formed and of perfect proportions -- with an\nangelic face, framed by soft brown curls. I'd paid a high price for him -- a\ntalent in gold -- but he was worth it. I might collect four times that much,\nonce he was prepared.\n\nIt wouldn't do to cut him. I wouldn't risk that. Only one of every four boys\nsurvived cutting. Fortunately, he was young, about three or four.\n\nI don't know where the slavers found him. They didn't say. Perhaps they stole\nhim. Perhaps they bought him from his parents or other slavers. None of that\nmattered. He'd found his way to me. That's all that mattered.\n\nWhat country he was from was also a mystery. His language was unfamiliar to\nme; and he couldn't understand mine. Boys that age learn language quickly,\nthough. He'd be speaking mine in no time -- most likely without an accent.\n\nHe was frightened. I picked him up. He cried. \"Shhh, little one,\" I said,\nkissing away his tears. It seemed to calm him.\n\nI lowered him into the warm bath, feeling the water first to make certain it\nwasn't too hot. \"Doesn't that feel good, little one?\" He was dirty. Only the\ngods know when he'd last had a bath.\n\nMy smile seemed to reassure him. He sniffled, but stopped crying. I washed his\nface with a cloth, then kissed him. \"You're beautiful -- a treasure,\" I said.\nHe smiled back, a shy, tentative, smile.\n\nI rubbed his back, then his chest, before sliding my hand between his legs,\nfinding his little pickle. It was smaller than my little finger.\n\nIt became hard as I caressed it. \"Do you like that, little one?\" I asked.\n\nEven though he couldn't understand me, he smiled. I've never found a boy that\ndidn't enjoy having his pickle caressed.\n\nAfter a moment, I slid my hand down to the pouch containing his orbs. The warm\nwater had relaxed it, allowing his balls to descend. I called one of the\neunuchs over. He knew what to do. \"Gently,\" I told him. He grasped the boys\nshoulders.\n\nFrightened, the boy whimpered. \"Shhh,\" I said, smiling as I said it. It seemed\nto reassure him.\n\nI had one of his balls between my thumb and first two fingers. It wasn't any\nwider than my thumb. I squeezed, grinding it between my thumb and fingers. He\nscreamed. I didn't want to hurt him, but it had to be done.\n\nHe struggled, but the eunuch held him. I continued to grind his ball, until\nnothing was left of it but mush. Then I started on the other one. I didn't\nstop until I couldn't feel anything solid in his pouch, then I picked him up\nout of the water, caressing his hair, kissing his tears, feeling their salty\ntaste in my mouth. \"There, there, little one,\" I said. \"It's all over now. No\none will hurt you more.\"\n\nI handed him to the eunuch. \"Care for him. If he dies, so do you.\"\n\nThe boy's pouch was swollen to twice its previous size for over a week. I\nvisited him every day, checking on it. After a few weeks, most of the swelling\nhad gone down, and he no longer whimpered when I touched it. I could feel\nnothing solid inside the folds of his pouch. His balls were completely gone;\nbut I had expected nothing less. I seldom had to do a boy twice.\n\n\"Good,\" I said, \"Now, you'll always be beautiful.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 72, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Male Chastity Slave Part II", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Our Stud continues his story of chastity and slavery and learns to serve his master well.", "Text": "` Male Chastity Slave Part II `\n\ni awoke the next morning as Stephan\u2019s naked boy cunt. Owned fully as his sex\nslave. He had warned me the night before that i was not to speak and that my\n\u201ctraining\u201d and modifications would begin. Out of my element i was feeling sore\nfrom the fucking i received the day before and the accident. i was also\nheartbroken my mother was dead. Tears began streaming down my cheeks. i wanted\nto go home. i also wanted this damn cock cage off. My movement was completely\nrestricted with my chains. Big heavy cold iron chains kept me from being free.\ni really needed to piss so i squatted like the little bitch boy i was and\npissed in the floor drain.\n\nNo sooner did i relieve myself but Master Stephan came down the stairs. Well,\ni see were feeling a bit down today. i said look i just want to go home. You\nhad your fun and someone will miss me soon. i then realized i broke a rule.\nMaster walked up to me and pulled my wrist chains to the ceiling so my arms\nwere stretched up over my head. First lesson fuck is that when you break a\nrule you get punished. He the attached a spreader bar to both ankles leaving\nmy young tender cock and balls fully exposed except for that damn cock cage.\nHe held a riding cop and said obey or suffer. i then received the worst\nwhipping anyone ever could imagine. i screamed out in pain as the flesh on my\nback tore open. He then held his hand against my soft balls. Instantly\nsqueezing them until they almost burst.\n\nHe then said that having a voice would only inconvenience me so the voice box\nwould have to be removed. He brought in his paramedic bag from upstairs and\ndrew a needle of something that i was injected with.\n\ni woke up hours later feeling like i had a very sore throat. i tried to speak\nand nothing. He had actually done it. i no longer had the biological ability\nto speak. i could only grunt. Well, slave that\u2019s a good start. Now you won\u2019t\nrudely interrupt your Master. He left me in my pain to recover on the cement\nfloor with only my water bowel. Sitting there i realized that this guy had\nalready ruined my life. i fell silent forever. The next morning i was awoke by\na cold water hose. Master said i stunk like a filthy animal. After the hosing\ni was commanded to get down on all fours and keep my knees apart for easy\nentry to my male pussy hole. He began pumping my ass with very powerful\nstrokes. i was really in a lot of pain and with each pump i just grunted.\nAfter he was done i was told to take him orally to clean his cock off. i did\nso hoping to please him and prevent further dismemberment and whippings. Very\ngood cunt boy. i\u2019m going to be renting you out to make a little extra money.\nYour first customer will come tonight. Just to make sure everyone knows you\u2019re\nmine i\u2019m branding you on each ass cheek. The left will contain a cock shaped\nbrand pointing towards your boy cunt. The next will be on the right cheek and\nwill be 6043. It\u2019s the number on the key i ripped off you dead mothers neck. i\ngrunted in fear of being branded. About 30 minutes later he came down the\nstairs and gave me the first, then the second with so much pain. He applied\nsome antibacterial cream and i collapsed into a deep sleep. When i woke there\nwas a hot naked guy standing in front of me with Master. He was very young\nlike me and had a huge hard cock. He instructed me to kneel and start licking\nhis balls. i recognized this guy from my school. Matt was on the football\nteam. i was so humiliated because he already knew who i was. He said that he\nremember seeming my huge cock and balls in the showers. He also said that i\nhad stole his woman away at a dance and now its payback time. i could suck his\ncock NOW! i looked at Masters and pulled back. Master grabbed my chains and\nshoved my head in to the studs\u2019 crotch. Master said he was getting a good\nprice for this and that i should do as commanded. i began my job in earnest\nand cleaned his balls well. Then, Matt instructed to take his whole cock and\nstart working it. He also wanted me to swallow his cum and enjoy it because my\nold girlfriend likes it too. i was so humiliated by that. He then said to\nMaster that he would pay a $1000 to attend my cutting. WHAT?! i was to be cut?\ni had not tried to escape and was cooperating with Masters wishes. i grunted\nin disbelief. Master said he wanted a new car and a paying audience would\naccomplish his goal.\n\nThe next day i was whipped out of a sleep to find Master standing there with\nthe key to my cock cage. i looked down and it was off. My pussy boy cock was\nfree for the first time in three years. i still could not touch it though as\nmy chains prevented it. i was hoping that i would get jacked off or something\nto relieve three years of male sexual denial. i craved a hot wet pussy so bad.\ni deserved to get some relief!\n\nBut something was wrong. My cock and balls were numb. Men began to stream down\nthe stairs and were forming a half circle around me. This was it i realized.\nMaster and two other men tied me down so i could not buck around during the\nprocedure. i grunted in fear when the knife came out. The men around me were\neither drunk or stoned. They all laughed at my condition. Some of them poked\nme with their fingers and one pissed in my face.\n\ni was awake for the whole thing. i could not believe this was happening. I was\nnow IT. No male parts left at all. Just a smooth hairless spot where my\nmanhood once was. I was even denied the chance to cum one last time. i was\nnothing more then a sexless eunuch slave. My hot cock and balls were thrown to\nwaiting hungry dogs. i watched as they chewed and swallowed the last remnants\nof what made me a man. There was nothing left of my old life. Thinking about\nall the young females i fucked was just worthless. i no longer felt the needs\ni had as a young male stud. It was then i decided that my life was dedicated\nto my Master. My nipples were removed so i could not feel the least bit of\npleasure and of course no more body hair. My eunuch cunt was fucked regularly\nby Master Stephan and the customers. Some were sadistic and others took\npleasure in humiliating me. Matt from the football team was a regular\ncustomer. He told me he was also fucking my old girlfriend with his huge cock.\nSomething i no longer could to or wanted to. i accepted Masters piss each day\nand he enjoyed me taking his shit and cleaning him regularly with my tong.\n\nWhen i\u2019m not being rented or fucked, Master keeps an ass plug in me to keep me\nloose. It has a nice pretty ponytail hanging off of it. He also has removed my\nteeth as i\u2019m on a liquid diet and he does not like teeth touching his cock. A\npermanent large stainless steal ring was inserted between my pussy it legs.\nMaster chains me with that now. He sometimes hangs a small be there for his\namusement and commands me to dance for him. Clients like to lead me around by\nthe chain attached between my legs. i still have the collar, wrist and ankle\ncuffs though. Some of the clients like to use them.\n\nMaster brought a hot young female prostitute down to my dungeon world to test\nme. She put her tits up to my face, i felt nothing. She bent over and exposed\nher cunt by my nose, it disgusted me. She laughed at the sight of me and my\nlack of male interest in her. All i wanted now was service and humility for my\nMaster.\n\nMaster allowed me to write this for two reasons. First to get you nice and\nhard and second as an advertisement for my services. If you come to Master\u2019s\nbasement for servicing be sure to ask me to clean you ass hole as i have\nbecome real good at it. i can take up to 11 hard inches without gagging. i\u2019m\nvery proud to be of service to Master. i like eating the cum that collects in\na puddle after my fuckings. Master said i can live until i\u2019m 40. Then i will\nbe of no use to him and i will be gently put to sleep and disposed of. Until\nthen i will serve him to the best of my ability. My only other pleasure is the\nsweet taste of young stud cum.\n\nMother was right. Life without using my disgusting cock and balls and the pain\nthey brought was much better. Freedom is being a eunuch slave. Naked and\nsmooth and ready to serve!\n\ni hope this story pleases my Master and you. i wonder what ever happened to\nthat cock cage though???? Remember the girl i got pregnant? Master Stephan\nfound out that she never had the abortion and had a baby boy. Another story\nperhaps???\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 146, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Making of Castrati", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Boys with good singing voice had a great possibility to be castrated 2 hundred\nyears ago in Italy. Normally the operation was made in childhood or just\nbefore the puberty at 7 to 12 years age. There were experienced barbers but\nalso surgeons who made the cut. Naturally the cruel operation was made without\nanesthesia, because there were no methods to kill the pain. The barber had\n2..3 helpers in his backroom.Before the operation the boy was asked to pee and\nthen he had some strong wine with honey to drink. The almost sleeping boy was\nundressed naked and put into a hot bath.In the warm water the surgeon made the\nfirst serious examination of the boys scrotum.He was naturally also interested\nin his penis, which he examined throughly. He tried to pull the\nlong,uncircumcised foreskin back to expose the glans .Some boys had tight\nforeskin or adhesions and it was good sign that the boy\u00b4s genitals are still\nimmature and it was the right point of time for the operation.This exa!\n\nmination was done gently, without pain. .It was almost pleasant for the boy.\nSurgeon stroked the soft skin of the scrotum and massaged the tiny testicles\nto try how the scrotum was released.He examined carefully both testicles and\ncords.He looks also for hernias.\n\nWhen his scrotum was released and the testicles can be easy manipulated the\n\nboy was tied with spread legs on the table. Then the barber took a sharp razor\nin his right hand. With his left hand he cupped the testicles and weighted the\n\nboys virgin balls. The barber then took both testicles between his forefinger\nand thumb. He pressed the testicle gently so that the skin of the sac was\ntense and shiny. The barber made quickly two incision a 3/4 inch long on the\nsac's skin and opened the sac.In this time the boy started to cry because the\npain was sharp.The surgeon pressed the first testicle out from the wound,\nbounded the cord and released the testicle from the cord.In this moment the\npain was culminated and one helper tried to calm the crying boy. The same\nprocedure was followed on the other side. Two bleeding wounds appeared on the\nempty sac.The wounds were bandaged and the boy attended for some days.\n\nThis period of history was cruel and only small part of the mutilated boys was\nsuccesfull,but hundreds of the boys were mutilated.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gladiators - Part IV", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, snuff", "Summary": "Cllaudius thinks his final victory is the end of his glaiator contest, but Nero decides otherwise. In a horrible conclusion the final contest destroys both combatants who are de-cocked and nutted!", "Text": "` GLADIATORS IV: the final trial `\n\nClaudius was hyper-excited. He had won all of his contests and was now\nstanding before Nero to get his reward: access to anyone he wanted for sex and\nfreedom from further contests in the arena. But his young masculine sexuality\nbetrayed him. As he stood with his legs spread apart before the Emperor, his\nbig cock remained semi-hard, the huge glans peeking from its foreskin\ncovering; his lemon-sized balls hanging pendulous from his crotch. It was too\nmuch for the lust-crazed Emperor to withstand.\n\n\u201cYou have proved brave and victorious,\u201d Nero spoke. \u201cHowever there is one\nfinal challenge for you to pass, which will place your very manhood at risk.\nAgainst an adversary which I will choose you will do final battle to the\ndeath. This final game will not involve any armor or weapons. You will engage\nin mortal combat with only your teeth as your weapon against you opponent.\nYour hands will be tied behind your back, as will your opponent\u2019s, and you\nwill go for each other\u2019s vital organs with your teeth alone. Just to aid you,\nsharp metal fangs will be inserted over your teeth. The one managing to un-man\nthe other will be declared the winner; the other\u2014well he will have no further\nuse to us\u2026\u201d\n\nClaudius\u2019s eyes went wide with horror and shock. Involuntarily, He put his\nhands to his groin to protect his gonads. As he stood there in all his\nmasculine beauty, a door slid open and his opponent appeared. Like him, his\nadversary was equally beautiful and well-endowed and almost unbelievably\nlarge, thick cock flopped over and equally impressive set of balls, only\ninstead of hanging low in their sac, they were incased more tightly against\nhis crotch. \u201cDamn!\u201d, he thought, \u201cthis would give the other guy a significant\nadvantage at protecting his jewels.\u201d But there was still his big, proud dick!\n\nThe two had their arms bound behind them. When both were on their knees facing\none another the signal was given and they lunged at each other. Claudius\ngained the first advantage as he lunged forward, knocking Decimus, his\nopponent, backward on his ass. Decimus, however recovered and flipped Claudius\nover and went for his flaring nipples. He screamed as he felt the metal fangs\nclose upon his left tit. Demius bit down, HARD severing the nipple with a\nsingle wrench of his head. In his agony, Claudius turned around and attacked\nDemius between the legs. But this allowed Demius also access to HIS genitals\nin a deadly 69 position. They went for each other in a frenzy of sex and\nanger, each desperately trying to get his teeth in position to scissor off the\nother\u2019s sex organs.\n\nDemius took advantage of Clausius\u2019s low-hanging eggs, now flopping in their\nloose bag. He snapped his metal fangs, nipping the bottom of Clausius\u2019s sac.\nWith the smell of victory, he ripped open a small tear in Claudius\u2019s\nvulnerable skin bag. The sudden pain, and the horror of what was happening\ncaused an immediate response from Clausius. He jerked back involuntarily, and\nmade a forceful attack to Demius\u2019s crotch, catching his flopping prick in mid\nshaft. Immediately, Demius lost all interest in Claudius\u2019s nut sac and fought\nvaliantly to save his huge cock. It was almost too late! Claudius\u2019s metal\nfangs tore into the engorged shaft biting out a circular section of the tough\nfiberous shaft before Demius could fully escape. Blood shot out from the\nwounded prick as he desperately tried to pull back his cock from the deadly\nteeth. But that only served to put the head of his prick close to those sharp\nfangs. Claudius pushed his mouth up and over the cock-tip, pulled back the\nloose foreskin and sunk the fangs deep into the back of the glans just behind\nthe corona. Tasted the sweet taste of pulsing blood as his teeth began to\nslice off the helmet-shaped head. In agony and terror, Demius felt his very\nmanhood being consumed as the sharp fangs dug into his flesh. With a twist of\nhis head. Claudius severed the bulging glans from the thick shaft and ground\nit between his teeth savoring the thrill of partially de-cocking his opponent.\n\nBut Demius in his agony, was not finished. As he felt his own cock being\npartially severed, He, too, lunged deep into Claudius\u2019s crotch and went for\nhis dangling balls. He had the satisfaction of feeling the left testicle being\npulled into his gaping mouth. This time, it was not only the bag, but the\ntesticle itself that suffered the devastating attack. Demius\u2019s mouth snapped\nshut, sending the sharp fangs directly into the testicle, biting it in half.\nClaudius would never be whole! He could feel his sex being destroyed as Demius\ndrew the remaining half of his nut into his mouth so that his teeth could\ncomplete their gristly work. He suffered white heat as he felt those fangs\nscissor across the vessels, cords and muscles holding his precious gonad to\nhis crotch. The fragile filaments were sliced in two and his testicle fell\nfree into Demius\u2019s mouth. With a feeling of great fulfillment, Demius ground\nhis molars against the severed egg and reduced it to mush.\n\nThe pair were now beyond rationality, each trying desperately to get the\nother\u2019s remaining family jewels into his gaping mouth. Claudius\u2019s second nut\nsoon followed his first into Demius\u2019s mouth where it was ground to bits.\nClaudius nearly went mad with agony as he felt the second of his balls go.\n\u201cI\u2019ll RUIN YOU, your son of a bitch,\u201d he thought as he went desperately for\nDemius\u2019s tight, bulging sac. Pulling, sucking, biting, Claudius drew the\nentire bag into his mouth and began the slow destruction of Demius\u2019s stones.\nDemius felt the terrible pressure on his treasures as Claudius bit down again\nand again, smashing his balls to mush and then, with an ultimate finality,\ntearing them off his crotch. It had taken him a few moments to fully chew the\nemasculated testicles before he could swallow them, but swallow them he did,\nand with them went Demius\u2019s manhood. It was almost anti-climatic when Claudius\nfinished him off. His whole cock was seized by Claudius\u2019s mouth and neatly\nsevered from his crotch as he slid the vicious metal fangs across the tough\nflesh. Demius was screaming continuously now in agony as his prick was being\nchewed to bits.\n\nBut there were to be no winner in this match! In his death throes, Demius\ncaught Claudius\u2019s dangling dick and finished it off: First the handsome glans\nwas torn apart, then the shaft was severed half-way down, leaving Clausius\nwith only a short stub of his once magnificent cock.\n\nThe two were slowly dying as Nero looked down at the stricken pair. \u201cWell\ndone, faithful warriors,\u201d he smiled, feeling his own huge nuts and rock-hard\ncock. \u201cNow, who\u2019s next?\u201d\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 69, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hustling Part II", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Patrick, a hustler, has just been confronted with his own emasculation, at the home of&nbsp;a \"client\".", "Text": "\"Why, you say?\" he asked retorically. \"Well, Patrick, I'm obviously a bit of a\npervert, and I've always toyed with the idea of using my surgical skills to\nmake some of my fantasies a reality. I've always fantasized about turning a\ngenuine top, someone like yourself, into a total bottom. Sure, I've tried\ntaking so-called tops up the ass over the years, and many of them really got\ninto it. But I've always wanted to take it to the extreme. What if the top was\nforced into bottoming for the rest of his life? What if he no longer had a\ndick and balls? What if his only sexual instruments were his ass and his\nmouth? Then he'd have no choice, but for the rest of his life to be a total\nbottom-- a total, complete irrevocable change. And I'd know that I'd been the\none who changed him. That thought, Patrick, made my dick strain in my pants\nuntil I couldn't stand it anymore.\"  \n  \n\"Then I saw your ad. And I just had a feeling about you. So I gave a couple of\nfriends some cash, had them call you. Sure enough. They raved, and said you\nwere quite a good fuck, and seemed to be the real thing.\"  \n  \nDuring his little speech, I was just sobbing and nodding my head no, no as he\ntalked. It didn't matter what this sick fucker said, what his reasons were. My\nfucking dick was gone. Then I looked up and saw him coming at me with a\nneedle. I tried to squirm away and pleaded with him, but before I knew it, it\nwas in my hip and the plunger depressed.  \n  \n\"Patrick, this will help you calm down quite a bit. You're going to be here\nwith me for several weeks. I don't want you depressed and sobbing the entire\ntime. You'll spoil all my fun. Tomorrow, I'll start you on some mood\nelevators, and of course some testosterone. But for tonight, you sleep.\" I\nfell into a deep slumber as he stroked my hair.  \n  \nWhen I eventually woke up, I was in a bed with a sheet over me. My arms were\nstrapped to something below the bed, but with enough room for me to move them.\nI cautiously lifted the sheet. I was naked except for a bandage on my groin,\nthe catheter was still in, and it was hooked to a bag on the side of the bed.\nAs I came into full consciousness, I realized how odd I felt. I wasn't really\nupset about my circumstances. I just felt hungry. \"Hey Mr?\" I called him a few\ntimes, before he appeared at the doorway. \"Could I get something to eat man?\nI'm starved\".  \n  \n\"Well, that's more like it-- for the record, you can call me Dr. Speakman. And\nbe generous with your use of the word, Sir. It will make life easier for you.\nUnderstood? \"Yes sir\", I responded, surprised at my own compliance. \"Oh, a\nfast learner. We'll get along fine, boy\". By the way, I've sent emails to your\nfriends and family from your email address, and let them know you're on fully\npaid \"work vacation\" in the Bahamas, having the time of your life. It was\nrather unexpected, but the money was too good for you to pass up. Don't worry,\nI didnt' specify what the money was for, for those who don't know you hustle.\n...This guy thought of everything.  \n  \nHe brought me food, let me watch television. That went on for a few days. He\nmust have been giving me something, a lot of shit probably. I felt good,\nhappy-- and stupidly, oddly indulgent of him and of my circumstances. I also\nslept-- a lot, awake only 3 or 4 hours a day, I'd guess. On the 4th day, he\nlet me get up, and I walked some. Sore, but not to bad, I guess.  \n  \nOne day he came in, walked me down the hall to the room and to the table I'd\nwoke up on after the procedure, and proceeded to strap me down. Resistence\nseemed silly to me. He began taking out my stitches, and the catheter,\nexplaining it all to me in some detail as he went. \"You're healing up so\nnicely Patrick. You won't even have much of a scar, and the hair is growing\nback quickly too.\" \"Now I'm not one of those men who enjoys shaving a nullo\".\nI think a nice thick, black bush of hair looks sexy over a pee hole\". I like\nmy nullos muscular, masculine, blue collar-- all man in every way but one...\nhe laughed a bit to himself.  \n  \n\"What's a nullo?\" I asked. \"Oh, I'm sorry. A nullo is a term for a man who no\nlonger has his dick and balls-- like yourself. You could also be called a\neunuch, but eunuchs generally have their dicks, so thats not as descriptive,\nis it?\" \"I guess not\". \"Nullo\", I said to myself a few times. \"I'm a nullo\",\ntrying to get used to sound of it.  \n  \nGradually the routine changed to include workouts in his gym. He had\neverything I could ask for-- except pants. I was kept naked, allowed only\nworkout shoes for the gym and wrist straps. Fuck, it was odd, working out\nnaked, watching myself in the mirrors. I'd squat and was unable to keep myself\nfrom staring at my naked, empty crotch. It seemed odd to me, and I was\nfacincated by it. He must have been giving me some good roids, because in a\ncouple of weeks I showed progress, and looked better than I did before coming\nhere-- well my muscles did anyway.  \n  \nTo be continued. In part III, Patrick leans what being a total bottom means.  \n  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 84, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Visigoths Win the Battle", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "A brief monologue by a triumphant barbarian, describing what they do to the defeated Roman soldiers to ensure they won\\'t have to fight them again.", "Text": "` `\n\nThe battle was over, but it would be hours before we could rest. With the\nsurrender of the Romans, we had the laborious and grisly task of removing\ntheir manhood. Almost a hundred grown men, proud men, were lined up before us.\nThese courageous warriors had been stripped naked, and forced to kneel on all\nfours with their legs spread. We raped them, taking their manhood from them by\npenetrating them as women - and taking their balls from them.\n\nOne by one, we worked our way down the line. Grab their balls firmly, force\nentry, and fuck their asses as they blush in humiliation and pain. As we push\nin and out of their bodies, we massage their testicles until they loosen and\ncan be pulled downwards low enough to be easily cut from them with a sharp\nknife. The weight of a man's severed balls feels powerful in the palm of the\nhand. I can almost feel the verility oozing out of them and flowing up my arm\nas I destroy their warrior spirit. There are so many men to sodomize, we work\nin shifts. Some men can perform repeatedly, but I take time to reload my vital\nessences. Soon the field is littered with severed testicles as we permanantly\nend each soldier's family line. I am entering the final soldier, and his balls\nare large in my hand as I fondle them gently. They hang low and heavy, draped\nby a large proud penis that is truly magnificent. The proud warrior lowers his\nhead as I thrust in and out of him. I pull his large seed sacks away from his\nbody, and with a trembling hand, I bring my knife through the small web of\nflesh that holds his dearest organs to him and my semen shoots into his\nbowels. We scream together, and for a moment a bond is made as he spills his\nblood upon me and I spurt my essense into him. His nuts are heavy in my hand,\nand I crush the mighty organs with all my might, emptying them as my own\nfinish emptying.\n\nFinally, our work is done, and we wash our bloody hands as the Romans try to\nquench the bleeding between their legs. Most of them will live to return to\ntheir land, docile as sheep for the rest of their lives.\n\nOur tribe instills fear in the hearts of the soldiers. But we know the\nconsequences should we one day be defeated. A price rests on each of hour\nheads, and if taken alive, we would be subjected to a cruel public mutiliation\nin the great colliseum. I can only imagine what the emporor would dream up as\na fitting punishment for our gelding of so many of their soldiers.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Matron's Hunger. Part 2.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A Matrons hunger for castration.", "Text": "` We followed Kate across the field to the sheds, running as fast as we could.\nI felt a strange sort of excitment now. We crept in the back door and climbed\nthe wooden stairs to the loft as quitely as we could. Lying on our tummies we\nwere able to see down into the shed with it`s rows of pens containing the\npigs. We saw Kate`s dad, a farmhand, and Anne Taylor. She was an middle aged\nwoman who worked around the local farms. She was dirty looking and we all\nusully kept away from her as we considered her a bit strange. `\n\nThe farmhand was a boy called Steve, who had worked for Kate`s dad for some\ntime. Kate`s dad , Fred, and the farmhand were hauling a hog out of one of the\npens. They dragged the animal across to an elevated device right underneath us\nand lifted him on to it . The pig was then secured , on his back, with straps.\nThere was no chance of us being heard because the din was terrific. The pig\nnever stopped screaming. I could see now that it was a boy pig. I could see\nit`s huge balls clearly now. I felt a strange sort of excitment now, I knew\nsomething was going to happen. I did not know what, but something was going to\nbe done to the pig, something naughty. It was going to be done to him because\nhe was a boy pig. My face was flushed with excitment now. He was tied tied\ndown with his legs apart. His balls were exposed. It`s his balls, something is\ngoing to be done to his balls. Kate mentioned a knife. Surely they are not\ngoing to, to...... I could hardly breath , my heart pounding. I could feel\nwetness between my legs now.\n\n\" It`s a boy pig \" I said rather stupidly to Kate.\n\n\" Of course it`s a fucking boy pig\" she whispered, only boy pigs get this done\nto them, poor little fuckers. Anyway, he is not going to be a boy for much\nlonger. Look, she is starting to do him\".\n\nWe peered over the edge. Mrs.Taylor was holding the pigs balls between the\nfingers of one hand , squeezing tightly. In the other hand she held a scalpel.\nNow I knew what was coming. She cut into the pigs testicle. He was screaming\nnow, screaming with the pain of it . The bloody stone was in her fingers now,\nhe trashed and screamed as she started to cut the cord that attached it to\nhim. My whole body convulsed, and I could feel the growing wetness between my\nlegs. I almost passed out. I could hear the screaming as she took his second\nstone. I was exhausted by the time the last pig was done, utterly spent. I was\nexhausted, but I had never felt so horny. I felt a little guilty, those poor\nboy pigs had suffered the pain of castration, had screamed as their balls were\ncut out, and I had enjoyed watching them being done. I had actually wanted\nthem to scream as the knife cut their testicles. The louder they screamed the\nrandier I had felt.\n\nTo be continued.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia\u2019s Consultancy", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "This story is fiction and not for minors. Coal miners are ok though if they are old enough.THecia helps out.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Consultancy\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m a 31 year old \u201cCutter.\u201d I do my job well and I like it.\nIn my day job I\u2019m an engineer.\n\nOlivia, one of the slave owners that I work for on occasion called me through\n\u201cDigger\u2019 for some advice.\n\nShe belonged to a small group of women who called themselves, \u201cThe Repair\nCommittee.\u201d\n\nEach was a mistress and each \u201cowned\u201d several slaves and each woman \u201cowned\u201d at\nleast one nutted slave.\n\nEvery hard core Mistress loves degrading men in every way that they can, these\nwomen were no different.\n\nI was invited to a meeting in a fashionable home in Fort Worth. I learned that\nevery one there was obsessed with deballing men. I like to do it, but I get\npaid to cut and it\u2019s almost always willing men.\n\nI learned that this alliance had already castrated three men. The last one\nalmost died from the botched procedure, hence the reason for my summons.\n\nThe first man was entering a club in Dallas known for giving \u201chappy endings\u201d\nto its clients. Laila, one of the women, was provocatively dressed and\napproached the guy with an elated \u201cHi!\u201d He bit, she told him that she was\ngoing to a party and needed a date. She had him drive to a brand new house in\nGrapevine, TX not too far from Dallas. The house was actually a new model home\nand one of the women had stolen the keys. They entered and five women, each\nwith a drink in her hand, greeted them. The man took the drink that was\noffered and was soon groggy from the drugs it contained.\n\nLaila took him to a bedroom and told him that it was his lucky day. As Laila\nundressed him she marveled at her luck in finding such a hung guy. He had a\ngreat dick and huge balls. She sucked him off until great gobs of thick rich\ncum filled her mouth. She swallowed every drop and smiled. Laila stepped aside\nfor Olivia who used her talented lips to get him hard again. The five women\nused him until there wasn\u2019t a drop of cum left in his depleted balls.\n\nWhen the last of the women, Karen, had finished with him, Laila using a\nserrated kitchen knife, crudely pulled his scrotum down as far as it would go\nand sliced his whole nutsack off. Just before the knife did its work, he\npartially awoke and realized that his balls were about to go. He strained for\nall of his worth but the duct tape bindings held. Now it was too late, he saw\nrather then felt his balls leave his body.\n\nThe women put the severed orbs and their sack in alcohol. They then drove him\nto the Mercy Hospital and dropped him in the parking lot. A call to the\nhospital got him the attention he needed.\n\nTheir second victim was leaving a bar in Irving, TX when Carolyn literally\nbumped into him. She dropped her purse and the man helped her pick it up. From\nthat point it was easy. They used the same gambit, the party, and he gladly\ntook the first (drugged) drink that was offered to him. He had a much smaller\npackage and one of the women even suggested that they \u201cthrow him back.\u201d But\nthat didn\u2019t happen. The women reversed order so a different woman got the\nfresh meat and others got sloppy seconds. His small nuts were hacked off in\nthe same way and also put in alcohol.\n\nThe third one was the problem. Laila was to be the bait for the second time.\nThe man was leaving a Wal-Mart in Grand Prairie, TX when she feigned car\ntrouble. He was about 6\u2019 3\u201d and a muscled 250 lbs. When the car started she\nasked him to a \u201cparty.\u201d He said that he had to get back to his wife and kids\nand couldn\u2019t go. She pleaded, saying that she would make it up to him. Her\nhand on his leg convinced him. Outside the house she unzipped his Levi\u2019s,\npopped an Altoid into her mouth and slipped her lips over his huge dick. When\nhe shot his big load she lost count at the seventh rope like spurt. She\nthought, \u201cThis one\u2019s a keeper.\u201d Later inside the party each woman used this\nhuge dick until he was completely drained.\n\nIt was to be Karen\u2019s turn to make a steer out of a bull. Without hesitation,\nshe drew the sharp knife across the neck of his ball sack. It didn\u2019t go\ncompletely through and she had to saw it off. She was shaking and when the\nwarm sack full of big balls fell into her hands she fumbled and the nuts fell\nout of the sack, rolled down his leg, across the sheets and made a soft\n\u201cthump\u201d sound as each hit the hardwood floor. At the same moment they all\nnoticed that blood was not just seeping as in the last two men but spurting\nout. They forced a towel into the wound and raced him to another hospital.\nThey later learned that he almost didn\u2019t make it.\n\nWhat they wanted from me was knowledge. They wanted me to teach them how to\nnut a man successfully.\n\nMy first advice was to toss the alcohol and use formaldehyde. The Severed nuts\nwould rot in alcohol but they would last forever in formaldehyde.\n\nI also told them to geographically spread their hobby out, they already had\nthe Dallas police in a tizzy over the bloody crime spree.\n\nI agreed to do the next cutting for them. We drove to Abilene, TX, much\nfurther away but still too close in my opinion. I put on my brassy blonde wig,\ntoo much make up, a severe push-up bra and a pair of \u201cfuck me\u201d high heels. We\nwent to a pick-up bar called the Midnight Rodeo. Laila and I walked in and\nwere hit on by cowboys from every side. There were too many witnesses so we\nleft and returned at closing time.\n\nA good looking, albeit drunk, 25 year guy bought us a drink and sat next to\nme. Within five minutes we left with him in tow. We promised him a threesome\nwith both of us.\n\nIt was only a three minute drive to the Best Western Motel where we had\nalready rented a room and paid cash. We promised him a threesome and in the\nend he got five women. The guy was in heaven, at least for a little while. He\ngreedily drank the offered cocktail with Digger\u2019s potion in it.\n\nDespite being drugged and drunk, he managed to pump out four good loads. I lay\nin the bed, he pulled my thong off and went down on me, at the same time Laila\nslid under his balls and began to blow him. The other three women slipped into\nthe room and began to caress him. By the time we were finished he had had his\ndick wet in five women and had four completed blow jobs. He was exhausted. His\ntalented tongue had made me cum three or four times.\n\nHe showed alarm as we duct taped his wrists to the bed frame, but we assured\nhim that it was all in fun. We taped his legs and kept a piece of tape to put\nacross his mouth later. Karen straddled his face and lowered her (just fucked)\npussy down, as she did it she said, \u201cWork out, cowboy.\u201d\n\nHe almost didn\u2019t notice us shaving his pubic hair. I taped his now spent dick\nto his stomach. I massaged his nice balls and he didn\u2019t make a move until the\nscalpel cut into the side of his ball sack. He tried to scream but Karen\npressed her dripping pussy against his mouth. His right hand somehow escaped\nfrom the binding and he punched Karen in the shoulder, knocking her off of the\nbed. As he flailed with his free hand I grabbed his balls and squeezed for all\nI was worth. That stopped him and he calmly allowed us to re-tape his wrist.\n\nI showed the women how to slit the sack and tie off the cords and ducts there.\nI popped each ball out of the sack and deftly snipped the cord bundle. The\nfirst warm ball fell into my hand and the cowboy fainted. The second one\nfollowed and each woman took turns ooing and awing the now dead nuts. I taught\nthe women how to sew the wounds and finish the job.\n\nI did two more cuttings with them until I thought they could safely do it on\ntheir own.\n\nThe group has cut over 20 sets so far and intends to do many more.\n\nThe following morning we drove back to Dallas. The five of us stopped at the\nIron Skillet Restaurant in Weatherford TX, three of us had short ribs of beef\n(the daily special) and the rest had the other special, English style fish and\nchips. We shared several pitchers of iced tea. I explained to the girls how,\nin my experience, deballing makes you very hungry.\n\nRespectfully Submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 109, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Husband", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "The wife watches her husband lose his cock at close quarter and has a trophy to remember the event by.", "Text": "Despite his groans of pain the man had already had a thick needle pushed\nthrough the thick shaft of his hard penis, at about the mid-point of it's 8\ninch length. The dominatrix had then continued to pull the needle through,\nwhich was attached by nylon to a bar. The nylon was cut and the bar sat\nthrough the penis. The neck chain was now attached to the eye holes at each\nend of the bar and the wife was called forward.\n\nThe wife knelt and accepted the chain around her neck. She took her husband's\ncock in her mouth and fellated it carefully so that it wasn't over too soon\nfor the watching group. After allowing the expectation to build and bringing\nthe crowd, wife and husband to a state of unbearable anticipation the\ndominatrix simply said, \"Do it\".\n\nThe wife quickened her sucking but it didn't take much, her husband was in\nsuch a state of excitement on hearing it was about to happen. The wife felt\nher husband's sperm begin spurting into her mouth. For a second she closed her\neyes in contentment but quickly reminded herself to open them. The blade of\nthe guilloteen was already moving down as the dominatrix forced down the\nhandle of the hand operated device.\n\nFor a second the wife saw the blade above her husband's penis and then it went\nslack and she involentarily sat back from her husband with his severed penis\nsticking out from her mouth. She heard the distant groans of members of the\ncrowd as they came, her own moan as she climaxed and above it all the terrible\nscream of her husband as the reality that his cock had been chopped off sank\nin. Becoming more aware the wife looked at the round red sore where her\nhusband's cock had been and open mouthed, the chain went taught as his cock\nfell and hung proudly around her neck.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dr. Jykl and Ms. Hyde", "Tags": "BI, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "None", "Text": "I was Dr. Jykl.  It was many years ago.  The mission of my life was t\no find the elixir of long life.  It turned out to be a dead end.  But \nit did not matter.\n\n\n\nI tried for years without success.  Then a break through.  A friend \nof mine, Tina, was an archeologist.  She discovered an ancient city, \nlong disappeared.  She gave me a copy of an ancient manuscript by a \nsorcerer.  The manuscript was mostly burned.  But one chapter gave a \nvery detail description of the formula.  The rest  were missing.  \nTina found another sheet of paper a few feet away.  She believed that \nit was the last page of the manuscript.  It was also burned.  Only \none sentence remained: \"Although \u2026, it was worth it.\"  Tina \nrecognized the writer too.  He was Impotec, one of the most famous \nsorcerer of antiquity.  His power was legendary. \n\n\n\nI lived and worked in an old mansion on the edge of the city.  It \ngave me lots of room and privacy.  Tina was back from the dig.  After \nseveral years out there, she wanted to enjoy city life a bit.  She \ntook a job in the university.  \"I am tired of adventure.  I want to \nenjoy a relaxing lifestyle before going back to the wild.  We will \nget together from time to time. It\u2019s like old time.  Too bad you are \nnot a girl.  Otherwise I will marry you and settle down.\"\n\n\n\nIt was hard to duplicate the formula.  Impotec\u2019s sophistication was \namazing.  I failed four times before I finally succeeded.  It was \nalmost dusk when I had the elixir in my hand.  I wandered to the \nwindow to look at the setting sun.  I loved the scene.  Should I \ndrink it?  Could I shrink from the dream I had been chasing all these \nyears?  Would it turn into a nightmare?  Impotec wrote that it was \nworth it.  What was worth it?  He did not live forever. I drank the \npotion.  It tasted slightly bitter, but exciting, like a strong \ndrink. I was very nervous, and was relieved to feel nothing. Tina \npromised to stop by and have dinner.  She wanted to make sure that I \nwas all right.  I told her I would drink the potion as soon as I got \nit. \n\n\n\nIt came gradually.  It started out light, almost a tinkling feeling.  \nBut the pain grew stronger and stronger.  Was the potion poisonous?  \nDid Impotec suffer this pain as well?  Was it worth it for him?  I \nstruggle to go back to the bedroom, but collapsed on the hallway.  It \nwas totally dark when Tina let herself in.  She was very shocked.  I \nwas changing.  If she would have arrived half an hour later, she \nwould not have recognized me.  After putting me in bed, she went to \nget help.  But I stopped her.  I could not bear being alone.  \n\n\n\nThe pain was subsiding.  Tina was amazed.  She told me the potion \nmust be it.  She had no doubt.  Impotec really was the greatest \nsorcerer of all time.  She let me go to the bathroom.  I had to take \na shower after that ordeal.  I was sweating like a runner in summer.  \nWhen I took off my gown, I was amazed too.  I had become a woman!  \nTina held my big firm tits and said: \"Now I will marry you. You have \nthe best of male and female.  After years of trying to get me in bed, \nyou will find out if I am worth your while.\"\n\n\n\nSome of my manhood remained, all ten inches of it, in fact.  And the \nballs.  It was wild.  The potion turned me into a beautiful woman \nwith cock and balls.  Tina did not hesitate.  She took off her dress \nand joined me in the bathtub.  She had always been a daredevil. She \nwas not going to let this get away.  After hours of wild lovemaking, \nwe collapsed in my huge bed and slept soundly.\n\n\n\nThe next day we woke up late.  It was a shock and a huge \ndisappointment.  I changed back into a man.  Tina was flabbergast.  \nWe stayed in the house, hardly talking or doing anything else.  The \nsurprise came at dusk.  I felt the pain just like the day before.  \nThe transformation began again.  Half an hour after sunset, I was a \nbeautiful woman again!  \n\n\n\nIt was a strange double life.  The day passed slowly.  I could not \nwait for the transformation.  The nights were exciting.  She gave me \na new name: Bambi Hyde.  Tina and I were of the same size.  She \nbought all my evening clothes for me.  And lingerie too.  She bought \nonly the sexiest dresses.  I was proud of my breasts.  I loved to \nshow them off.  But I did not want to wear anything that showed too \nmuch leg.  I had long sexy legs (at night).  But I was afraid of \nshowing what lied between them as well.  My protest fell on deaf \nears.  Not only were the dresses revealing, they were the thinnest \nshe could find.  Tina was an exhibitionist through and through.  She \nliked to make love in public places.  I was often scared, but went \nalong.  How can one, male or female, turn down a woman as sexy as \nTina?\n\n\n\nWe went to a club that Tina heard about through the grapevine.  It \nwas outside the city, in a very isolated place.  The building was at \nleast three hundred yards off the road, well hidden by tall trees.  \nThe closest neighbor was at least two miles away.  Even with exact \ninstructions, we still missed the place twice.  \n\n\n\nWhen we got there, action was in full swing.  The bouncer was a \nbeautiful woman, obviously a bodybuilder.  Tina insisted on wearing \nthe smallest dresses.  Most swimsuits would not reveal nearly as \nmuch.  As soon as we walked in, the smell of sex high our nostrils. \nThe sound of women in orgasm filled the air. Several gorgeous women \nwere slowly dancing and stripping on stage.  Dancing couples were all \nover each other.  Well, it was more truthful to call them foreplaying \ncouples than dancing couples.  When we got used to the darkness of \nthe place, we did see many couples making love in the booths and \nagainst the walls.  There were rooms for those who wanted more \nprivacy.  It was a swing club for women only.  Tina was in heaven.\n\n\n\nWe had our foreplay on the dance floor.  Tina pushed me against the \nwall and kissed me hard.  Her hands were all over me.  I begged her \nto go to a room.  She said no.  I begged her to go back to our booth. \nShe said she wanted to do it on the dance floor.  I had to settle for \nthe wall.  Our dresses were so short that she just had to pull down \nour panties.  It was the first time I made love in front of other \npeople.  I had never been so afraid, and so excited.  It was the most \nwonderful sex in my life.\n\n\n\nSuddenly a woman screamed.  \"That one is a man!!\"  I looked.  She was \npointing at me.  In a second, we were surrounded.  Our dresses were \nso short that everyone could see what\u2019s underneath.  Someone pulled \nTina off me.  The bartender held Tina easily.  Several women pinned \nme to the floor, holding my wrists and ankles.  Someone said: \"His \nmake up is fantastic.  We better strip him to see how he does it.  I \ndon\u2019t want another male getting in here.\"  She was answered by a \nchorus of  \"Yes\" , \"Do it\" and \"strip him\".  \n\n\n\nSomeone grabbed my dress and tore it off.  It was so thin.  I did not \nwear a bra.  I had only stockings and garter belts on.  Several hands \ngrabbed my body.  Fingers pinched me.  Then a voice said: \"She is \nreal.  Not a crossdresser.\"  There was a stunned silence.  Then a \nconfusion of voices debated what to do.  Quite a few of them wanted \nto let me go.  Then a clear sweet voice called out, above the \ndiscussion.  \"No cock, no balls, no exception.\"  A few voices joined \nthe chant.  Then more and more. Someone cheered.  In a minute, there \nwas a  celebration mood in the club.  Then the clear sweet voice \ncalled out again: \"I will cut it off.\"  There was an explosion of \ncheers and shouting.\n\n\n\nThe crowd parted.  She stepped forward like a goddess.  She was tall, \nwith a perfect body and long wavy brunette hair.  Her dress fitted \nher perfectly.  It seemed to be painted on her.  She started to take \nit off slowly and sexily.  She was performing a striptease just for \nme.  In spite of my horror, my cock got hard again.  She took off \neverything except her boots.  She held out her hand and someone \nhanded her a sharp knife.  She knelt down in front of me, between my \nwide open legs.  Her breasts hanged down.  She swayed them slightly.  \nThen she grabbed my cock and cut it off with a stroke.  The balls \nfollowed in three seconds.  I heard a frenzy of cheers and Tina\u2019s \nscream.  In a minute, I passed out.\n\n\n\nI regained consciousness in a well lit room.  She was rearranging \nsomething on the table.  I saw her back and her long blonde hair.  \nShe heard me moving and turned.  I had never seen her before.  So I \nsaid hi and was surprised that I still had my female voice in bright \nsunlight.  She introduced herself.  \"I am scorceress Ursular.  They \nbrought you here from the club.  Tina is all right, she will be here \nin a couple of hours.\"  I pulled off the blanket.  I was naked and I \nsaw that I was still a woman.  Ursula was ready for my question.\n\n\n\n\"I am so surprised that you made Impotec\u2019s potion.  I have a copy of \nthat book Tina found.  You can read it later.  The same thing \nhappened to him: male during the day, female at night.  Of course it \nwas a lot harder for him.  He was quite famous.  He was discovered \nand was exiled.  He wandered for months.  He was exhausted when a \nband of Amazon warriors found him just inside their border.  They \nwere so awed by the transformation that they took him to the queen.  \nShe knew him by reputation and welcomed him as a guest with one \ncondition.  The ancient Amazon law must be honored.  The law was \nclear: No cock, no balls, no exception.  Exhausted by wandering and \ntransformation, he agreed.  The queen\u2019s doctor was going to castrate \nhim.  He requested a min-night castration.  He thought there was a \nchance that the castration would stop the cycle.  It was better being \na woman in Amazonia than a man without cock or balls.  He remained a \nwoman.  So will you.\"\n\n\n\nIt was many years ago.  I am now Ms. Hyde.  I married Tina two months \nafter I lost my cock and balls.  Impotec was correct.  It was all \nworth it.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 231, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Knalyi & Daniel", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "The \\\"Spiritwomon\\\" frees a young male from \\\"certain\\\" hell. This is a true story. I know both parties... I believe in non-judgmental loving and therefore I share this with those who struggle....", "Text": "` In the west part of the city there exists a community of small black\nchurches, nursing homes, home-run daycares, small businesses and many\nhardworking individuals. There is an underground network where certain\nservices are available. It is it's own well-kept secret and movement within\nthat circle is risky. `\n\nI know a healer/intuitive named Knalyi. By day she is a nurse, working with\nthe elderly at a convalescent home. She dresses in native African-American\nfashion- donning colorful dresses that swish, long-beaded dreadlocks and heavy\ncuff jewelry. Her green/gold eyes add to the mystique and her sensuality. When\nevening falls she is \"Spiritwomon\" - counseling, laying on of hands and\nperforming \"procedures.\"\n\nAbout six months ago, a friend of mine sent a young man to Knalyi for some\n\"counseling\". He is about 27, slender black male, with learning disabilities.\nHis dilemma revolved around his inability to cope with the fact that he was\ngay. His struggle came about because the church he attended preached against\nthat lifestyle with fire and brimstone and the certainty of going to hell.\nDaniel is a gentle soul, with child-like innocence that charms the hardest of\nhearts.\n\nDaniel revealed his pain and shame to Knalyi, who listened with compassion as\nshe held his hand in hers. \"Help me,\" he pleaded. Knalyi could do no less than\ncry for this boy...and offered him a solution.\n\n\"Daniel,there is a way to remain pure and gain your place in the kingdom,\" she\nsoftly said to him. \"Miss Ni, I just want to go to heaven.\" Daniel wept. \"I am\nhere. I am Spiritwomon,no?\" she stated. \"Yes, you are.\" he replied.\n\n\"You can attain a holy status, Daniel, if I take away your desire to do things\nthat keep you from the light.\" she offered. \"I will cut out that which keeps\nyou from attaining the kingdom,\"she went on. \"Tell me, Miss Knalyi.\" he\npleaded. Knayli looked at him seriously. \"Daniel, if I cut off your testicles,\nyou won't feel the temptation to do what is shaming you.\" \"You will always be\nyou, but enlightened.\" Daniel's hands went straight to his crotch as if to\nprotect them. \"I will not hurt you, Daniel and no one has to know. Your secret\nis safe with me and your spirit will again soar,\" she plyed him. \"Ok\" he said\ntimidly. A time was set in the evening for the following week.\n\nIn the meantime,Knalyi had pilfered pads, medication, and other tools of the\ntrade from the convalescent home. She felt they owed her anyway, for all the\n\"extras\" she had given the residents.\n\nThe week passed and Daniel rang the buzzer to her third-floor victorian\napartment. She answered him in a dazzling pink and gold get-up. They sat and\nprayed together. Her Rwandan chanting filling the room, lulling Daniel into\nacquiesence.\n\nThey walked to the basement where upon what was a ping-pong table,was now an\noperating theatre. The laundry cart acted as a tray for her many instruments,\nneedles and other accoutrements.\n\nShe gently urged him to lie back onto the blanketed, padded table. Soft\nchanting from a tape played for Daniel. She offered him some valium to relax\nhis nervous body. She turned around as he stripped and donned a pilfered\nhospital gown.\n\nShe eased him into the restfulness by running her fingers along his cheeks and\nhair. Knalyi injected his groin area with the proper anethestic. Covered in\nscrubs and using the laundry tub to prepare for the operation, she blessed him\nand offered a prayer to the deity of \"opening the path.\". She blessed the\nscalpel as Daniel lay awaiting his resurrection.\n\nKnalyi cut with the precision of a trained surgical nurse and removed the\ntesticles, preserving them in a nearby chosen jar. She cut away the sac for\nthe smoothest presentation she could give him. He only cried out once, at the\ninitial cut. Not sure he would heal. With love, she sutured him and curled\naround his head soothing him with words of encouragement and sucure. \"You are\nloved Daniel, now love yourself, you are free and pure.\"\n\nShe waited two hours before she called his friend, Pilar to pick him up,\nchecking his blood pressure, his sutures, and providing pain-killers (also\npilfered) for the next few days and instructions on the healing process.\nDaniel kissed her on the cheek and walked up the stairs to the waiting Pilar.\n\"You are Daniel, free from the lion's den\", she whispered to him.\n\nEpilogue: Daniel spent almost 2 months in the mental ward at the state\nhospital. He had a breakdown. Knalyi lives with this guilt, and has moved on\nto NY. The friend who recommended Daniel to Knalyi has told me that he came up\nto her to say, \"Miss B, I'm not gay anymore.\" A part of me thinks she knows\nwhat Knayli did, but at this point, I have no words to back that up.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 68, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Two Marines Choose Castration", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "This is a short story with three parts whereas two Marines choose to be castrated by a Texas Ranch Hand out on a remote Texas Ranch outside of Dalls, Texas.", "Text": "Two Marine Men Choose Castration\n\nBy Shawn of Texas  \nPart 1\n\nSteve has gone to Texas to have his marine nuts removed and is waiting for\nanother ex marine to join the netting party. Finally Frank arrives from\nMontana. For the last 2 days Steve has been regularly mounted in the ass by\nShawn. Steve walks a little funny as he has a sore hole from being mounted by\nthe Texas stud so much.  \n  \nFrank arrives and Shawn makes introductions and says strip men. Both marines\nhop to it. Steve admires the taller dark haired Frank. Admiring the studs\nthick cock and hairy balls. Eyes back in your face Steve. Frank is a bottom\njust like you and hes here for the same treatment. To have his marine nuts cut\nout. Lets go men.  \n  \nShawn leads the 2 marines, cocks up and leaking out behind the barn. There is\na special hitching rail there. First you Steve. Steve walks over proudly and\nbends his wide chest on to the rail. Spreading his legs wide. Steve\u2019s fat\nmarine balls dangle down in the Texas heat. Shawn ties Steve\u2019s hand down into\nbig iron rings driven deep into the earth. Steve just grunts as he his spread\nwide and tied down. Then walks Steve around behind the bent marine and pulls\nSteve\u2019s legs wide as he ties his ankles off to more rings in the back. The\nshort marine is tied of and immobile, almost arrogant in his ropes. Like he is\nsaying come on cut my nuts I can take I am tough. I laugh and say out loud we\nwill see boy.  \n  \nYou next Frank. Frank jumps like he had been in a haze and covers his balls\nwith his big hands. I say not going to back out now man? No Sir Frank barks\nand runs to the rail. Laying his thick wide chest on the bar. I walk in front\nof the tall shaking marine, and quickly tie his hands. I pat him on the head\nand say it will be okay. He looks deep into my eyes and says if you say so\nSir. I walk behind the bent stud and tie his legs off. Spreading him wide. His\nhairy balls dangle so vulnerable in the heat.  \n  \nI squat down behind Frank and pull my nut cutting knife out. Fondling his\nswinging stud nuts. Suddenly Frank convulses with an orgasm. Shooting marine\nseed all over the ground. I watch as he soaks the dry Texas soil with his\nseed. Shame to cut this stud I whisper. And I move to the compact marine stud\nbent over the rail. I lick a bit of man seed off my hand as I bend down.\nFondling Steve\u2019s nut set. He arches his back giving me an even better view if\nhis harvestable man fruit. He says do it I can take it and I need to be a\ngelding. You got it marine I bellow.  \n  \nI switch the pocket knife for a scalpel and take Steve\u2019s ball set in my hand.\nThe scalpel starts to cut into Steve\u2019s scrotum. He too convulses with an\norgasm. Potent little stud I think. I had drained him as often as I had\nmounted his marine ass and my cock was sore from use. I watch as he fertilizes\nthe ground under him.  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 57, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "show girl", "Tags": "TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "i am abducted and forced into the role of a show girl and whore.Inorder to increase my suitability I am surgicaly converted into a woman.", "Text": "` My name is julie. it used to be Jason but that was some years ago. One night\niwas druged by an atractive man in a bar and abducted to a small central A\nmerican country. I awoke to fined myself shakled in a tiny cage. `\n\nFrom the first my captors,all highly masculin men,beat me savigly whenever i\nshowed the slightest resistance. I was raped at least daily and forced to wear\nwomens clothes.All of my facial and bodily hair was removed perminantly by\nelectrolsis.\n\nFinaly i was taken to a place called \"The Club\". At the club are anumber of\nformer men like myself. Some are still whole but in chastity devices some have\nlost one or both balls. A few have been forced to undergo compleate sex\nchanges. Thier are no real women at the club but thier are five dominant\nvolentery transvestites who are employed as overseers. They all carey whips or\npaddles and are cruel bitches.They teach us dancing and how to act as\nhostesses. We are allso taught how to please a man sexualy. On arrival i was\npierced just under the head of my penis and between the legs. a small padlock\nwas then inserted through both piercings. i was informed that this would\nprevent any unathorised erections and keep my cock in place.\n\nThe routine of life at the club is simple and hard. We sleap in small cages\nare awoken around mid day and made to get dressed and made up. We are\ninspected and the slightest fault in our apearence is punished. On a typical\ninspection i mighthave a crocked seam in one stocking costing me five strokes\nof the cane on my ass and two aplications of the cattle prod to the same area.\nTo recieve this punishment i would be placed in a special stocks and the rest\nof the\"girls\"lined up to view my punishment. On a typical day bettween five\nand ten of us would recieve such punishment.\n\nAfter inspection we would be forced to praptice our dance routines. Dance is a\ntough art to master and the discplin is brutal. Our dance teacher is madam\nHelga a cruel German drag queen who enjoys torturing us. She is an expert with\nthe whip and loves to whip our genitals in particular. One of her specialitys\nis what she calls her \"electric dance tutor\". This is a millitary field\nteliphone with bulldog clips atached to the out put. Whenever i or one of the\nouther girles made a serious mistake on the dance floor Madam Helga would\nconect the out put to our genitals and crank the `phone`s genarator. The pain\nof even a few crancks is indiscribable.\n\nIn adition to dancing we had to serve drinks and have sex with the customers.\nMany is the time that a spilt martini has cost me five lashes. It was as a\nresult of failing in my sexual duties after a few weeks at the club that i\nlost my first ball. Having sucked an elderly customer to orgasum i was orderd\nto rim him. i did as i was told but showed reluctance rather than the required\nenthuasum. The custemer complained and after we closed i was given one hell of\na telling off in front of all the girls. My blood froze as i was told that i\nwas to be taken to the \"clinic\". The very name of the clinic was feard by us\nall. I was blindfolded and transported in a van to a secluded building. Hear\nwere brutal male gards laughing about what would happen to me and some cold\nlooking doctors in white coats. The nurses did not seam very comforting as\nthey caried whips. Their build showed that they were all men in drag. i was\ntaken to the operating theatre and straped dowen to a staneless steel table.\n\"No anistethic for this bitch.\"Said the doctor. He then slit open my ball sack\nand the membrane within it and fished out my right ball with his gloved\nfingures. He clamped off the spermatic cord and simply sliced through .\nHolding my severd testicle in front my face he said\"Now maybe you will do as\nyou are told bitch.\" He then sutcherd my severd spermatic cord and stiched up\nmy scrotum. A day later i was back at the club serving drinks and sucking\ncocks.\n\nI tried hard to straghten out after that but had repeated trouble espcialy\nwith the dance routines. after about eighteen months my faults had added up to\na serious problem. Madem Helga was called into the manigers office to discuss\nme she suggested a compleate sex change and the maniger agreed. I cried when i\nwas told but was informed that it was a management decision and that was\nfinal.i was emdeatly placed on female hormones and after six months sent back\nto the clinic. I was informed by the doctor that i would recieve no anstethic\nfor the removal of my one remainig ball. As before he opened up my sack. As he\ncut the spermatic cord he told me\"this is it. No more balls.\"\n\nI remained at the clinic a week tied to a bed under the supervision of the\nbrutal nurses. After that i was taken back to the operating theatre and put\nout. After anuther month i was returned to the club. Iwas made to stand under\nthe spotlight alone and do a strip tease. At the end i removed my g-string and\nshomed my new cunt to the audience. The compare explaned to them how my ball\nsack had been shaped into my new labia and my cunt lining made from the skin\nof my cock. At the end of the evning thier was an auction and the winer got to\nbe the first to fuck my new cunt.\n\nThat was six years ago and my dancing has improved. My only hope is that a\nregular who is not cruel will take a shine to me and have me as his woman.\nWhatever happens my manhood is gone forever.\n\nIn adition to dancing  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 72, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "a new day 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Other: circumcison and dental", "Summary": "Ross enjoying the loss of his balls and remembering the past as he prepares for his circ.", "Text": "Ross now 37 prepares for his last days with any male hormones.\n\nToday is the day at the dentist.  Since all his male hormones are \nbeing provided by synthetics he has found that his teeth are starting \nto loosen.  When he and Julie were first married dental molds were \ntaken to prepare for the day all their teeth would be implants.  \nToday is their wedding anniversery.  A series of chemicals were laced \non there teeth.\n\n\n\nThe dentist asked Ross if he could feel anything.  Each time the \nanswer was no meant a tooth was removed.  At the end of the trip he \nhad 9 teeth left.  These would eventually be removed but not today.  \nIt would be three months before they would come out and the implants \ninstalled.  Julie was lucky all hers were replaced today.  He would \nleave with a temp partial plate that could only be used at work and \nwhen eating.  It was rather embarrassing 3 front top teeth and 6 \nbottom front for the next 3 months.  He new he could only work in \nFlorida and not go on any business trips or leave the country until \nhe could get the implants.\n\n\n\nThat night he remembered his youth.  The day he meet Julie when he \nwas in boarding school.  Since this countroled date was outside the \nschool he actually had to wear clothes for the first time,other than \nmass, in public.\n\n\n\nHe was just under 6 feet tall when he was married.  His uncle was the \npriest.  His older brother Jim was selected at birth to be a priest \nand he assisted.  Jim was lucky on this hot day.  As he was going to \nbe a Priest he was cut at 8 days and did not have a foreskin sticking \nto the glands creating an uncomfortable situtation.\n\n\n\nWhen he was 28  the second hormone ball suddenly deflated.  This was \na great day.  He called Julie and asked her to call her sister to \nschedule the circumcision.  Since he was to become clean in 30 days \nhe was given the week off from work.  They spent the week making love \nat the beach and just looking at each other.  At the end of the week  \nerections stopped.  He was losing hair fast  At 21 he was at 95%.  \nWhen he was castrated it was at75%. Now it was at 40%.  \n\n\n\nJulie loved her husband and hated the fact he would be bald soon.  \nYet as he started to loose body hair his head hair was growing back.  \nShe looked at him.  Minimal hair on the legs none on the chest or \nback and a thick almost blond bush with equal amount under arms.  Her \nonly complaint was the hair left on the sheets at night.  On the day \nof the circ there was a small mat over the now 4 inch penis and \nbarely any onthe legs or under his arms.\n\n\n\nThe doctor walkedintothe office and placedsome gelon the foreskin.  \nHe spoke to Ross and asked how the family was doing.  All was well \nhis youngest broter hadfour childn two sets of twins 3boys and a \ngirl.  Since he only had 35% of his hair at 20 he had to be castrated \nearly  his huge balls gone.  He had the largest set of all 8 boys as \nwell as the hairiest body.  Unfortunately he had to wait to loose the \nhormones.\n\n\n\nAfter the conversation the doctor removed the clamp on what was once \na long foreskin.  As he placed the sugical glue over the cut he \nexplained that in three weeks he could get hormones again.\n\n\n\nFor the next nine years he and his wife enjoyed playing wth the 6 \ninch cut cock.  But as the law stated this would have to end soon.  \nAt 37 Ross was almost bald.  For some reason his hair loss was at \n85%.  He was going to recieve the last dose of hormones.  This was a \nquick release dose.  He now had more body hair and bigger erections \nthan ever before.  But 9 months before his 38th birthday the right \nhormone ball deflated.  The shell quickly absorbed.  3 months later \nthe left ball did the same thing.  Yet there were enough hormones in \nthe body to keep the effects from being evident.\n\n\n\nRoss and Julie weregoing to celebrate their aniversery with lots of \nlove and effection.  The dental implants were in early and the final \nteeth removed.  It was difficult to eat while aiting or the \ninstalation of the teeth.  The gums had to settled after the final \nteeth were removed.  The temp partials were also taken away.\n\n\n\nThe day at the dentist seemed to take forever.  Slowly each tooth was \nput on the peg.  After the pain killers wore off satisfaction set \nin.  No more cavities.\n\n\n\nOn the day of the aniversery they made love for  what would be the \nlast time.  Three hours ove fucking and sucking would be all that \nRoss could handle.  The next morning there was no erection and most \nof the hair on his chest and legs and back were on the sheets.  This \nwas sudden.\n\n\n\nOn his 41st birthday Ross woke up to find his penis now at 3 and 1/2 \ninches and a small thick patch going up just over an inch up the \npubic bone.  His back and chest were hair free and he had a light \npeach fuzz on his legs and arms matching his ash brown hair.  The \nonly other hair was the mustach and enough for a light goatee.  Under \nhis arms was the same amount as when it first came in.\n\n\n\nHe looked at himself in the mirror and noticed that he now had 75% of \nhis original hair back on his head.  This was how he would spend the \nnext 45 years.\n\n\n\nAs Julie started to go through the change of life Ross was very \nattentive.  He understood the hot flashes and the mood changes.  They \nstill shared the same bed until she died a few years later.  He was \ngiven heavy hormones after an appropriate period of grief so he could \nmeet and marry again.  After six months of losing hair and having \nerections again there was no need to continue with treatments.  He \nspoke to his priest and was given permission to stop the treatments \nsince he had no desire to marry again.  \n\n\n\nWhen Ross retired at 60 he spent the next 36 years enjoying not \nhaving to wear closthes, swimming in the surf and going to mass.  The \nlack of hormones made him look like he was in his late 30's early \n40's.  He enjoyed remaing firm and a bit of a tease till he died.  \nHis last years with his wife were great just being friends without \nthe sex.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 86, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amy Forgets Her Lunch", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Amy is in the 6th grade. In her society women have formally taken over the earth. Men are raised as crop to collect their semen and to harvest there cock and balls.", "Text": "Amy is in the sixth grade. She goes to coral view elementary school. Every\nmorning she takes the bus to school with her two best friends Zoe and Claire.\nThis particular day Amy forgets her lunch at home. \"Aww I forgot my lunch at\nhome.\" Zoee looks over to Amy, \"Its ok you can have some of mine.\"\n\nThey arrive at the school and hurry to class. Their clasroom is an avarge\nsized classroom, with a Chalkboard and about 25 seats in the center. Amy walks\nover to her desk and the other two girls follow. She sits down and gets her\nboooks ready. More girls come in to class and take their seats. Some walk out\nto wait for the bell to ring.\n\nAmy gets up and takes a stretch. Her stomach starts to growl and she turns her\nhead to face the far left cornor of the class. She walks over to a steel wall\nthat has 3 sections built in. eatch section has 2 large hole openings. She\nstands infront of the first section. The first Large hole has a 13inch uncut\ncock coming through it. The cock is fully erect and starts to throb as the\nhusk feels Amy put her small hand over his massive member. However the husk\ncan not ejaculate just yet. The band is preventing him from doing so. The\nbottom opening holds the husks soccer ball sized balls. The sack is tightened\nby a band and seperates eatch massive nut. In the center of the band that\nseperates the husk nuts is a red bulb. The red Bulb turns on when the balls\nhave been depeleted of semen. Amy grabs the husk's left giant nut and starts\nto squeeze it firmly. She lifts up the 13 intch massive cock towards her mouth\nand pulls the foreskin back. Amy opens her mouth as wide as she can. She feels\nthe massive member pulsating as she pushes her head towards the wall taking in\nas much as her little mouth can hold. Once the huge cock is in her mouth she\nbites down very hard. She starts to suck as much of it as she can. She\nsqueezes the huge nut very tight with her hand. She starts to feel his cock\nthrobbing uncontrolably. Her head is bobbing left and right. She bites down\nand digs her teeth into his shaft real hard to control the cock. Amy can feel\nhis balls tighting up and ready to release his juice. She continues to suck\nthe massive rod. Amy starts to taste pre cum. She lets go of the huge cock and\nholds it in her mouth. She reaches for a switch that releases the band. At\nthat moment she feels the cock harden up and feels his balls tigthen up. The\nmasssive dick is pusalting and finally thick ropes of white cum starts to rip\nfrom the 13 intch cock into her mouth. Amy starts to swallow eatch blast as\nbest she could. For 2 minutes Amy swallows load after load and drains the\nmassive cock. Zoe and Claire can hear her gulp down quarts and quarts of\nsemen.\n\nAs the husk shoots his final load into Amy's mouth the red bulb lights up and\nstarts to blink. Amy swallows the last load and pulls the cock out of her\nmouth and catches her breath. She wipes the over flowed semen from her face.\nThe 13 inch cock is still fully erect despite its balls being completely\ndrained. Amy notices the red bulb blinking and smiles. She looks at the\nindicator and the husk has no semen left nor will he ever produce any semen.\nAmy pushes the red button on the sack and the package is secured tightely\nagain. She reaches for the harvest option and pushes it. A red beam behind the\nglass wall is seen coming down. Amy grabs on to the still errect monster with\nher right hand and grabs on to the top of the scrotum with her left hand. The\nred beams come down switfly severing the huge package and coming free from the\nbody of the husk. The 13 intch cock is still erect in her hand. And the huge\nsack is in her left hand. She walks over to her desk and places the the cock\nand balls on her desk. Amy smiles \"I got my lunch now.\" Zoee giggles as Claire\nwalks over to the left cornor of the classroom.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bitedizzo'd", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "man man with big balls is orally castrated by kinky female", "Text": "` Let's face it. I have a large set of low hanginf balls. My sac is huge and\nhangs a good 7 inches on a warm day. Sometimes they hurt just because of their\nweight. I never get laid that much and at one point was celebate by choice for\n13 years. `\n\nEver since puberty when my body started changing, thats when I started\ngettingthe desire to have my sac and balls cut off. First i admit it started\nout as a jerk off fantasy. As the years went by and my balls grew larger, so\ndid my desire to have them cut off.\n\nI spend a lot of time online and recently learned of a site that had a lot of\nsupport for people who have this desire. I was glad to know I was not the only\none!. I got on the eunuch.org chat channel. There I learned of an\nundergroundworld of cutters who will provide ball removing services even\nthough they are not doctors. Sometimes they don't even charge anything for\ntheir services. I have always wanted to have my balls cut off by a kinky\nwomen.\n\nFor months and months most of the people on the chat were other guys both\nstraight like me and gay who wanted to be cut but very few if any women. One\nday my luck changed. I located a kinky girl on the chat and asked her many\nquestions. The first was did she ever bite a scrotum. She said that she had\ndone that many times taking in the balls first before clamping down for a good\nten minutes. I got so hard I almost blew load while talking to her. I asked\nher if she would consider biting off a sac and balls. She said that would be a\nnew challenge but one she would be interested in trying out for real.\n\nWe exchanged email addresses. I sent a pic of my sac and balls to her.When she\nviewed the pic she found herself gettingexcited and started to ask me\nquestions. She asked me if i wanted my sac and I told her she could have it.\nShe also suggested that cutting off the sac with a knife would be of benefit\nto her so she could get the whole sac off in one piece. I told her that would\nbe fine as long as she still agreed to bite me really hard a few times first.\nShe agreed to do that.\n\nA few weeks went by and we finally met to do everything in a hotel. I checked\nin. drank a few beers and smoked a joint an at 5 pm there was a knock on my\nhotel room door. She was a beautiful young blond with a gorgeous body and\nreally big tits. I took a shower while she got ready. I came out of the\nbathroom and got a a good look at me for the first time My cock was an average\nsize but the sac of nuts was huge as she commented on how big they really\nwere.\n\nShe began by giving me a blowjob for a good half hour. I came several times\nbut was still rock hard. I asked her to bite down on my cock head which she\ndid. it was great. I shot a load in her mouth when she did that. She did that\nseveral times and each time I shot another load. Then she started to suck on\nmy sac and balls. She got them into her mouth and clamped down hard. the pain\nwas great. I asked her to do it again which she did, but this time clamping\ndown even harder than before. She put so much pressure on the sac that I felt\nthe cords severing. It was done. I had been orally castrated. She cut off my\nsac and balls with a knife and made a nice purse out of them.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 50, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
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{"Title": "Thecia's Short Story", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia\\'s frend Jill makes a bet for a guys ballsFiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Short story\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m an engineer and I am an underground cutter on the side.\nI\u2019ve nutted well over 100 men in the seven or so years that I\u2019ve been doing\nthis. In my engineering job I work in Texas, New Jersey, The North Sea and a\nlittle in the middle east.\n\nI have a long time friend and assistant named Jill. Jill\u2019s favorite thing is\nto make a big set of balls lose their load. While I like to cut balls off she\nis just kinky.\n\nWhile I was working in TX she called me and said she had made a bet. She bet\nwith a guy she met where she works as an adult masseuse, he was about forty\nand in good shape. His name was Jack. It seems that he had bet $5000.00\nagainst his balls that he could hold up against her wiles for five minutes. If\nhe did she would owe him the money, if he came he would lose his balls. I\nthought that he must be good at it to risk his baby makers.\n\nWe met at his house where Jill used plastic hand cuffs to time his four limbs\nto the four poster bed. I was to stand silently in the background as timer/\nreferee/money holder and if need be, castratrix.\n\nLet me describe Jill as to what he was up against. She is 5\u20199\u201d, blonde hair,\nnear perfect enhanced boobs. She is a model and has an innocent smile that\njust melts men.\n\nJack was an average looking man with a nice package, a nice solid cock and\npronounced solid looking balls. His cock was above average in size but the\npart that stood out was his huge helmet.\n\nI set the timer for the agreed five minutes and she began working in earnest.\n\nShe ran her tongue up the length of his shaft from his balls to his helmet.\nWhen she got to the helmet she rimmed around the lip of it then she moved up\nand probed the little tip hole with her tongue. Jack lay there stoically with\nno reaction. She mouthed each big ball in turn, sucking on them.\n\nWhen the timer reached a minute and a half, she began a classic blow job,\nrapidly sucking his big shaft. At the two and a half minute mark I could see\nher frustration. He still just lay there like a bump on a log.\n\nThen I saw the gleam in her eye. Jill had beautiful nails, all in perfect\nshape except for the one middle finger that was cut short. She reached around\nhim, ran her finger in his ass and pressed on his prostate. The result was\ninstant. His balls tightened up and his big cock began to spasm like it was\nshocked. A half a second later great ribbons of cum shot into the air. Jill\nbeing Jill quickly got her mouth over his dick and sucked up her prize.\n\nThe last dribble of Jizz seeped out at three minutes and 48 seconds. As it\nturned out it would be his last dribble ever.\n\nThe rest was routine. While he kept screaming that it was a joke and not to be\ntaken seriously, I sliced the side of his big nutsack. While the nearest\nneighbors are a mile or so away, I had to tape his mouth for my own sanity.\n\nWithin ten minutes I had his big nuts swinging by their cords, dangling in\nfront of his face.\n\nIt was a fun day. The guy had made a bad bet.\n\nBy the way, Jill swallowed every drop.\n\nI sewed him up and did all the follow-up care that I could in the time allowed\nto me. I promised that I would stop the following day and check on his\nprogress.\n\nOn the way home we stopped at Mario\u2019s and had a sausage and onion pizza,\nwashed down with a Corona lite. Life is good.\n\nRespectfully Submitted.\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 49, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat, No Cattle part 3", "Tags": "Other:  cum ranching", "Summary": "Likely young fellows are cut out of the herd and electronically milkedfor their semen.", "Text": "Having apparently passed muster as to his capacity for semen production,\nLarry found himself strapped like a refrigerator and loaded along with\nabout four other young men or boys into a vehicle half walk-in van, half\ngolf-cart.  There was a dusty trip of perhaps a mile and then followed\nthe obligatory de-lousing, fumigation and scrubbing. A panel of\nfemale wranglers immediately entered the shower area, dried the\nfrightened boys first, and fitted each male with a sort of reverse\nchastity-belt that allowed instant access to each subject's genitals\nwhile simultaneously forcing another of the lozenges about ten\ninches into his rectum at the end of a slender, if effective, buttplug.\nThe entire apparatus appeared to be constructed of pliable nylon\nwebbing, the anal insert attached with small plastic rivets.  \n\nThe speed and dispatch of their wranglers left little opportunity\nfor the captives to get any bearings as to what lay in store for\nthem.  One young stud, probably sixteen years of age, muttered a\ndeprecatory phrase close enough to a weathered-looking woman of\nabout thirty that she activated his anal plug by pointing a TV remote\nin his direction.  He emitted an agonized yelp and was reduced to\na sobbing heap in a matter of seconds.  Larry later found out that\nthe sensation that brought the boy low so quickly was simple \nstatic voltage, released deep in his bowel and unspeakably painful.\n\nThe woman assigned to Larry and the boy roughly man-handled both of\nthem out of the washing area and, using a two foot long crop, swatted\ntheir naked backs and buttocks down a short chute and into a sort\nof rough wooden stall.  Once there, she attached anklets made of the\nubiquitous nylon webbing and anchored to the floor, threw a couple \nof oddly soft blankets into the stall after them, checked the locks\non thier tethers and hurried to join her associates on the way out \nof the grey concrete barn.  The sun, declining west of the short end\nof the building, cast a long shadow down the length of the central\ncorridor as the women, laughing now and enjoying the end of their\nworkday, closed the wide doors and cast the interior into darkness.\n\n[to be continued]", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 69, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 12, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ouch! Boys Lose Too Much in Circumcision Slip", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Ouch! Boys Lose Too Much in Circumcision Slip  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[MINOR] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Health workers carrying out a mass circumcision on more than 200 \n    children in western Turkey cut off more than they should have when \n    they got to the last two on Friday.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Ouch! Boys Lose Too Much in Circumcision Slip\n    \n    \n    \n                                                   Updated 3:22 PM ET \n    June 9, 2000\n    \n      ANKARA (Reuters) - Health workers carrying out a mass circumcision \n    on more than 200 children in western Turkey cut off more than they \n    should have when they got to the last two on Friday.\n    \n      \"Whether it was because of their anatomy or through carelessness, \n    too much was cut off,\"\n      Anatolian news agency quoted Manisa health service chief Ismet \n    Nardal as saying.\n    \n      Doctors in the hospital where the two-day circumcision marathon \n    was carried out\n      immediately operated on the pair to try to rectify the error.\n    \n      \"The children's stitched organs have held, the operation was \n    successful,\" Nardal said.\n      \"They appear to be alright, but it will only become apparent later \n    if they have lost their\n      sexual function.\"\n    \n      Young boys are circumcised in overwhelmingly Muslim Turkey before \n    they reach puberty,\n      according to Islamic tradition. \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090309111612/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Banding Disaster Pt 3.  Banded Bitch!", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Doomed sissy gets the treatment it deserves.", "Text": "Naked and hung like a mule the big man stands before petrified sissy bitch and\nmethodically slaps her back and forth. Big hands slapping lightly; left and\nright. Tossing the fagots' face back and forth. Sending it's tears across the\nroom and causing it to sob. To shriek. To whimper and yelp through the gag.\n\n\"You gonna be my bitch fagot?\" slap \"You gonna do what you're told?\" Slap,\nslap... \"Gonna suck my dick whore\" slap \"Ain't no never mind about that!\"\nSlap....\n\nJolted again and again by the easy strength of the big hands the world caves\nin on the poor doomed trannie. The horrific reality, the pain; the fear! The\ndeep burning in its' crotch and the dread image of his precious balls; cut off\nand whithering, while the big black orbs of its' tormentor hang proudly in\nits' face! While the heavy meat of his cock lengthens and spreads in its'\nface!\n\n\"Please! Please! PLEASE! No! Please don't let this be happening!\"\n\nStrong hands undo the ropes and the trannie is free from the chair, still\ncuffed, still gagged.\n\n\"You wanna suck my cock fagot? Show me how much you want to suck it. Show me!\"\nand just the threat of a blow sends the fagot to its' knees in weeping\nsupplication.\n\nOnly he's not a fagot is he? Is he? He's a family man with a wife to go home\nto. A wife! To explain to!\n\nDown on its' knees in a hotel room, gagged lips pressed to the flesh of a big\nhard cock the sissy hatches itself a bit of hope. If it worshiped a little the\nman would untie the gag. He would have to for a blow job! It'd be able to\nexplain! To beg! The man would cut the band off. It will hurt but it won't be\ntoo late! \"Please don't let it be too late!\"\n\nWilling bound lips desperately nibble at the big mans' cock. Tears of the\nfagot in waiting glisten on the tip of his swollen shaft. Worshipful mumblings\nescape the gag. Humbly through its' fear the tortured eyes of the sissy beg\nthe stud for his cock.\n\n\"You want it bad don't Ya bitch!\"\n\nThe fagot nods.\n\nThe gag comes out.\n\nThe family man explains and begs.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Chinese Cultural Studies:", "Tags": "", "Summary": "from Mary M. Anderson, Hidden Power: The Palace Eunuchs of Imperial China, (Buffalo NY: Prometheus, 1990), 15-18, 307-11", "Text": "[For complete page, click\nhere](http://web.archive.org/web/20090603155115/http://acc6.its.brooklyn.cuny.edu/~phalsall/texts/eunuchs1.html)\n\nEunuchs, males who have been rendered sexually impotent by mutilation or\nremoval of the external genitals, served as palace menials, harem watch-dogs,\nand spies for rulers in most of the ancient world kingdoms stretching from\nRome, Greece, and North Africa, through the biblical lands, and on across the\nMan continent. Nor were _castrati_ unknown in modern times. They were idolized\nin eigtheenth-century opera houses of Europe, having been emasculated as\nchildren to preserve their male soprano voices. The practice of using eunuchs\nfor Vatican choir, was banned only ill 1878. Castrated aides attended the\nGreat Moghul emperors of India, and the maharajas of Indian princely states\nunder British rule well into the twentieth century. Nowhere, however, were\neunuchs of such great and long-continuing historical significance as in the\npalaces of Imperial China.\n\nDown through the centuries of China's dynastic rule, officials repeatedly\nmemorialized the Dragon Throne, pleading that eunuch interference in state\naffairs be curbed. However, almost none recommended that the ancient eunuch\nsystem be abolished. This is but one indication of how deeply ingrained in\nChinese thinking was the custom that allowed only sexless males to serve the\nImperial Presence, the ladies of his royal family, and his thousands of'\nconcubines, all amassed together in the \"Great Within' behind forbidden palace\ndoors.\n\nIt should be pointed out that Chinese dynastic histories were all written by\nmandarins, the educated elite who, as a class, despised the palace eunuchs.\nMandarins alone were eligible to hold office in the bureaucracy, the \"Great\nWithout.\" Men qualified for coveted bureaucratic positions by passing grueling\nofficial examinations that required years of arduous study. The examinations\nwere based on the philosophy of Confucius, the Great Sage, whose teachings\nbecame the backbone of Chinese culture. Records indicate that Confucius\nhimself, some 5M years before Christ, gave his stamp of disapproval to eunuch\nassumption of power, thereby tending authority for centuries of Confucianists\nto defame all palace eunuchs. Some researchers suggest that the scholar-\nofficials hated the eunuchs because, as personal attendants to the sovereign,\nthe eunuchs always had his car, and so were in a better position than even the\nmost powerful minister to curry favor, exercise influence, and accumulate\nwealth. Thus, when considering old Chinese accounts of eunuch treachery,\nallowance must be made for prejudice or exaggeration. Nonetheless, the bulk of\nevidence weighs so heavily against the eunuchs that few can doubt the harm\nthey did the nation.\n\nThe use of eunuchs in Chinese courts was based in very old tradition, and no\nsociety clung more tenaciously to long-established custom than the Chinese.\nCourt chronicles reveal that Chinese kings as early as the eighth century BC\n_.,_ and no doubt long before that, kept castrated servitors. Confucianism\nexalted all that was ancient, and admonished monarchs of every dynasty to\nmeticulously follow precedents set not only by saintly historical kings of\nold, but also by god-kings glorified in China's legendary past.\n\nSince remotest times, and especially after the advent of Confucianism, Chinese\nmales, including rulers, demanded strict moral purity in their womenfolk.\nHordes of sexually impotent men were needed to guard the chastity of imperial\nladies languishing in the teeming women's quarters. The emperor kept the\nlargest harem in the land not only to support his image as paramount personage\nof the realm, but also to ensure many heirs to the throne in a time of high\ninfant mortality. If the emperor's queens failed to bear a living heir, sons\nof the highest ranking concubines could succeed to the throne. The presence of\nnumerous ever-watchful eunuchs lurking in the recesses of the sprawling palace\nguaranteed that each child born therein was sired by the monarch. Non-eunuch\nmales, even relatives of the ruler or of his consorts, were barred from the\nvicinity of the women's apartments on penalty of death.\n\nIrrefutable royal paternity was essential to Chinese rulers, for the hoary\ncult of ancestor worship decreed that each emperor must perform the official\nsacrifices made to his deceased forebears as far back as the dynasty's near-\ndeified founder. Each emperor, as Heaven's representative on earth, had to\nconduct the vital state religious rites necessary to maintain the harmonious\nbalance between Heaven and the Chinese nation.\n\nEunuchs were also required to preserve the aura of sacredness and secrecy that\nsurrounded the Imperial Presence. The Emperor of China1 was exalted as the\nrecipient of the mystical Mandate of Heaven that sanctified his right to rule.\nSince it was believed that this Heaven-sent mandate could he rescinded if the\nemperor misgoverned or __ conducted himself unvirtuously, the personal life of\nthe Son of Heaven was carefully shielded from ordinary mortals test they\nobserve any human failings. Only the \"effeminate, cringing eunuchs,\" slavishly\ndependent upon the emperor for their very lives, were considered cowed enough\nto be silent witnesses to his private foibles and weaknesses.\n\nDuring imperial audiences officials kept their eyes decorously lowered, for to\nlook upon the royal countenance was strictly forbidden. When tile emperor\nproceeded through the capital city carried in the royal sedan chair by\neunuchs, bamboo curtains were erected  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 83, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "OPERATING ROOM FANATASY  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  OPERATING ROOM FANATASY  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    FANTASY TRIP TO THE OR FOR A LITTLE SURGERY....\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    TH FOG BEGINS TO LIFT FROM MY CONSCIOUS.....I AM AWARE OF FAR AWAY \n    SOUNDS...THE CLANK OF METAL ON METAL...THEY COME CLOSER AS SHAPES \n    APPEAR...WHITE DRESSED ANGELS....BACK LIT FROM LARGE LIGHTS...I \n    OPEN MY EYES....IT IS COLD....I AM SECURED TO A BED OR TABLE...WITH \n    TIGHT BANDS ACROSS MY CHEST AND ARMS HELD TO MY SIDE...MY LEGS UP \n    IN STIRRUPS AND HELD SSECURELY...I CAN'T MOVE...A WAD OF SPONGES IN \n    MY MOUTH HELD THERE WITH TAPE.\n    \n         A FACE APPEARS...BLUE EYES SPARKLE...AHHH...YOU ARE AWAKE... \n    GOOD  WE HAE TO OPERATE ON ASLEEP MEN   NO FUN...   I BEGIN TO \n    STRUGGLE...SHE ONLY LAUGHS...RELAX YOUNG MAN...YOU CAN'T GET AWAY.\n    ACCORDING TO MY INSTRUCTIONS..YOU ARE TO BE CASTRATED...HMMM YOU \n    HAVE MADE SOMEONE UNHAPPY...THEY WANT YOUR PENIS SHORTENED ALSO.\n    \n        A TRAY IS PUSHED OVER ..IT HAS CLIPPER AND RAZORS ON IT...THE \n    COLD BUZZZZ OF THE CLIPPERS CUTS THE AIR...HAIR FROM MY PUBIC IS \n    QUICKLY STRIPPED AWAY....COLD LATHER IS WIPED ALL OVER AND A \n    STRAIGHT RAZOR MAKES SHORT WORK ON HE STUBBLE....I STRUGGLE HARDER \n    AND GET NO WHERE...\n    \n         I AM DRAPED AND A MIRROR PLACED SO I CAN WATCH....A TUBE OF \n    XYLOCAINE JELLY IS PUSHED INTO MY PENIS...IT BURNS..STINGS \n    THEN....NUMBS...A CATHETHER IS PLACED..THE PRESSURE IS ALL I CAN \n    FEEL....BETADINE PAINT COVERS MY GENITALS...HANGING THERE FOR THE \n    PLUCKING...THE VOICE LAUGHS AGAIN....THE STING OF MULTIPLE \n    INJECTIONS..THE DULLNESS OF FEELING AS THE INJECTIONS WORK...THE \n    CATHETER IS REPLACED WITH A STEEL ROD...A SCAPEL IS PICKED UP...THE \n    FAINT TUGGING AND THEN RELEASE AS MY TESTICLES ARE PLACED ON THE \n    TRAY.....\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090418163308/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Forcibly Castrated", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "He lives out his fantasy over and over again. Has he finally met someone who will make that fantisy a reality?", "Text": "Forcibly Castrated\n\nMike was really turned on by the threat of castration. He would go to other\nguys places to be tied up and given cock and ball torture. He loved to be\nhumiliated verbally because of his tiny 4 inch dick. He also loved the threat\nof castration.\n\nHe had been getting off for years on the fear of having another man take his\nmanhood. He talked online with a young, hung, muscular black dude. They had\nengaged in online fantasy sex and then phone sex. Norris asked Mike one day\nwhen he was going to get together with him to act out the fantasy. Norris\ninvited Mike to his place.\n\nWhen Mike arrived, Norris immediately took on the role of master as they had\npreviously arranged. He made fun of Mike\u2019s little, shaved 4 inch pee pee. He\nfucked Mikes mouth and then he tied Mike up. Norris picked up the elastrator\nthat Mike had brought with him. He loaded a band and pulled Mikes nuts\nthrough. Then he pulled Mike\u2019s balls out as far as he could and allowed the\nband to snap at the very top of the scrotal sack. His hands were tied to the\nhead of the bed. He had some room to move but not enough to get loose. Norris\nordered him to get in the doggie position. Then Norris started fucking him\nwith his 10 inch thick dick. Norris jerked Mike\u2019s clit as he fucked his ass.\nThen Norris grabbed Mike\u2019s balls and said: \u201cI am going to take your balls. I\nam really going to fucking castrate you tonight and there is nothing you can\ndo about it. You better hurry up and cum before your balls are dead.\u201d I felt\nhim jerk me and I got closer and closer to orgasm. Then, I exploded, shooting\nout a massive load from my dying nuts.\n\nI couldn\u2019t believe it. I was helpless, tied and banded. I could feel my balls\ndying as they were strangled by the band. My fantasy had become reality. I was\nforcibly castrated.\n\nballsontheline@aol.com\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "He goes to a Professional Dominant and she takes him further.", "Text": "Please take my balls\n\n\nHe goes to a Professional Dominant and she takes him further.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 17, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 1, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "An unlikely tale", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A man strips off on a beach, and is approached by a little girl. He suffers a horrible fate..........", "Text": "` `\n\nJim was lying on the beach. He stripped naked, using a newspaper to cover his\ngenitals.\n\nA seven-year-old girl came up to him and asked, \"What's under the paper?\"\n\n\"A bird,\" Jim replied. He then fell asleep.\n\nHe woke up an hour later, in hospital. He was in agony as he had suffered\nterrible injuries to his genitals. He was visited by police officers who\ninterviewed him, and then went to the beach to see if they could find any\nwitnesses.\n\nThey found the girl and asked her what had happened.\n\n\"When he fell asleep I picked up the paper and played with the bird,\" she\nsaid. \"Then it started spitting at me. So I broke its neck, set fire to its\nnest, and smashed both its eggs!!\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 12, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Encounter with Mistress Tanya", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, Other:", "Summary": "ron is a submissive male who lives in Calgary, Canada. he has used the services of several Dominant Women in Calgary.", "Text": "Encounter with Mistress Tanya\n\tby Ian Clifford \n\n\nron is a submissive male who lives in Calgary, Canada.  he has used \nthe services of several Dominant Women in Calgary. \n\nhe particularly enjoys Cock and Ball Torture. he has had sessions \nwith several Mistresses but none had got close to his fantasy or \nexpectations.\n\nhe had heard of Mistress Tanya Hyde. Mistress Tanya Hyde keeps a \nlow profile and is available to male subs only after an extensive \nscreening process. He discovered a method of getting in touch with \nMistress Tanya but first had to go through a screening process. In \nthe screening process, he was required to outline his fantasies in \ndetail. Also, during screening, he was required to go through \nseveral interviews.\n\nHe noted his love of CBT and also that he fantasized about facing \ncastration and penectomy at the hands of a Dominant Woman.\n\nSeveral months later, he got a call from Mistress Tanya. She \narranged for an interview with him but stressed that there would be \nno session at the interview, only an interview. He eagerly accepted \nHer invitation.\n\nHe went to Her Temple of Pain and knocked at the door. He was \ngreeted by a lovely blonde lady.\n\n\u201c I am Mistress Patti. I am Mistress Tanya\u2019s assistant. You will \nfollow me. \u201c\n\nMistress Patti stands 5\" 8\" and has measurements of 34C-26-38.\n\nShe led him into a drawing room where Mistress Tanya awaited his \narrival. He fell to his knees before Her magnificence. Mistress \nTanya stands 5' 4\" and has measurements of 48DD-27-40.\n\n\u201c I have read the results of your screening. So, you enjoy having \nyour genitals tortured and you wish to lose your entire genitalia?\u201d\n\n\u201c Yes, Mistress Tanya.\u201d\n\n \u201c I am currently looking for a live in slave and the requirement \nfor this position is castration and total penectomy. Are you \ninterested? \u201c\n\n\u201c Yes, Mistress Tanya. \u201c\n\n\u201c You will have no requirement for your current possessions. You \nwill dispose of all your assets, bring the proceeds in a briefcase \nwhen you first visit Me. Your needs for food and shelter will be \ntaken care of in My household. You will fulfill all these \nrequirements and be back here at My Temple one month from today. Do \nyou understand? \u201c\n\n\u201c Yes, Mistress Tanya. \u201c\n\n\u201c You are dismissed, slave ron and I\u2019ll see you next month. \u201c\n\nron left the Temple and went home to start the disposal of his \nassets and to contemplate  his complete and utter slavery to the \nGorgeous Mistress Tanya Hyde.\n\nOne month later, he had disposed of all his assets, put the \nproceeds in a briefcase and proceeded to the Temple.\n\nAgain he was greeted by Mistress Patti at the door. She led him \ninto the drawing room where Mistress Tanya awaited his arrival.\n\nHe fell to his knees and offered the briefcase. The briefcase \ncontained nearly seventy five thousand dollars in cash.\n\n\u201c This is my tribute to your beauty and superiority. I hope it is \nacceptable to You. \u201c\n\n\u201c Mistress Patti will show you to the slave quarters. Your \nsubmission will start tomorrow. Twenty two Women have been invited \nto witness your pain and My pleasure. You will be punished by a \nsevere whipping, will undergo a CBT session which will exceed your \nwildest expectations and dreams and your cock and balls will be \nremoved. Do you understand? \u201c\n\n\u201c Yes, Mistress Tanya. \u201c\n\u201c Now, go with Mistress Patti. \u201c\n\nhe followed Mistress Patti to the slave quarters. He was shown to a \nsmall room with a bed and sink. \n\n \u201c There is a toothbrush and toothpaste on the sink. There is also \nshaving equipment by the sink. Mistress Tanya expects that Her \nslaves maintain proper cleanliness. There is a shower down the \nhall. You will remove all of your clothing and give them to me. You \nwill live naked from this time on. your session tomorrow begins at \n1 o\u2019clock PM. I will come by to prepare you for the session at 12 \no\u2019clock Noon. Now, strip and give me your clothing. \u201c\n\n\u201c Yes, Mistress Patti. \u201c\n\nron proceeded to strip, took off his watch and rings and gave his \nclothing and jewellery to Mistress Patti.\n\n\u201c Now, get a good night\u2019s sleep since tomorrow is a big day for \nyou. I will be here to prepare you tomorrow at Noon. I will \nsupervise your shower but you should shave and brush your teeth \nbefore My arrival. You will not be fed until after your session. Do \nyou understand.  \u201c\n\n\u201c Yes, Mistress Patti. \u201c\n\nMistress Patti left the slave quarters and left ron to contemplate \nhis fate. \u201c\n\nron didn\u2019t sleep well that night, but he was awake at 10 o\u2019clock in \nthe morning. he brushed his teeth and shaved and awaited Mistress \nPatti. He was hungry but remembered Mistress Patti telling him that \nhe would be fed after the session.\n\nhe had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was terrified at the \nprospect of a severe session and losing his genitals. On the other \nhand, he was sexually excited at the prospect of being tortured and \nlosing his genitals to two Dominant Women. The fact that twenty two \nWoman were invited to share in this fantasy was exciting for him.\n\nMistress Patti was at his cell precisely at Noon. ron sported a \nmassive erection and was obviously in a state of sexual excitement.\n\n\u201c Now, slave ron we will have to get you ready for today\u2019s \nproceedings. You will shower first and I will observe that you do a \nproper job. The soap in the shower is antiseptic. Use lots as I \nwant you really clean. \u201c\n\nron proceeded to the shower and used lots of the antiseptic soap. \nhe stepped from the shower and towelled off. he stood before \nMistress Patti and she seemed to be satisfied with his cleanliness.\n\n\u201c Now, you will follow me to the Preparation Room. I will shave \nyour genitals and genital area and apply Betadine anti microbial. \nThen you will be taken to the Dungeon for treatment. \u201c\n\n ron went with Mistress Patti to the Preparation Room. There he lay \non a table while Mistress Patti shaved his genitals and applied a \nliberal coat of Betadine. She used the band castrator to stretch \ntwo elastic bands which were released at the base of his scrotal \nsac. Two additional bands were placed at the base of his penis. Two \nautomotive clamps were placed over the two sets of bands. ron \nrealized that the bands were used to cut off the blood flow to his \ngenitals.\n\nhe was escorted to the Dungeon where twenty two Women guests \nawaited his arrival. All noticed his erect state and one of the \nLadies commented,\n\n\u201c This is the last time we\u2019ll see you with an erection. \u201c\n\nThe entire room giggled at the comment since all knew that his \ngenitals were to be removed during the session. He was introduced \nto each of the twenty two Women.\n\nMistress Tanya Hyde arrived in the Dungeon. She was dressed in a \nred leather jump suit. Ron commented on how gorgeous She looked.\n\n\u201c Good Afternoon, slave ron. you have met my guests. They are here \nto enjoy your punishment. Do you have anything to say to Me or My \nguests?\n\n\u201c Mistress Tanya, I consider being punished and neutered by You for \nYour amusement as well as for my own good to be a great honour and \nfulfilment of a lifelong dream. It is my sincere hope that Your \nguests thoroughly enjoy the proceedings. \u201c\n\n\n \u201c Each of My guests will be invited to participate in your \npunishment. Now let\u2019s get this started.  \u201c\n\nron was led to a Punishment Block. he lay face down over the \nPunishment Block and Mistress Patti fastened his wrists and ankles \nto the four legs. He was totally immobile.\n\n\u201c First, I will brand this slave\u2019s hide, so people will know who \nowns him. \u201c\n\nMistress Tanya took a white hot branding iron from a pot of hot \ncoals, approached Her slave and touched the branding iron to his \nright butt cheek and then pushed the hot iron deep into his flesh. \nron\u2019s screams were deafening and the smell of burned flesh filled \nthe Dungeon.\n\n\u201c Now, Mistress Patti will do his left flank. \u201c\n\n Mistress Patti selected the other white hot branding iron and \nrepeated the procedure on his left flank. He screamed again and the \nDungeon filled again with the smell of burned flesh. On each of his \nflanks was a brand with letters one inch high reading \u201c Tanya\u2019s \nslave \u201c and the brand extended about one inch into his buttflesh.\n\n\u201c Now, each of You Ladies will have the opportunity to give slave \nron ten whacks with the Fraternity Paddle. Then each of you will \nhave the opportunity to give him ten whacks with the Razor Strap. \nYou can start when You wish. \u201c\n\nEach of the Ladies stepped forward and gave ron ten whacks with the \nFraternity Paddle.\n\nAfter two hundred and twenty whacks, his buttocks were reddened and \nmarked. he cried from the branding and the paddling.\n\nThen each of the twenty two Women in turn gave ron ten whacks each \nwith the Razor Strap. his butt was almost purple, he bawled like a \nbaby and blood blisters were forming on his asscheeks.\n\n\u201c Now, slave ron, thank the ladies for their efforts \u201c\n\nThrough a flood of tears, ron said a quiet \u201c Thank You. \u201c\n\n\n\u201c Now ladies, sit back and watch while Mistress Patti and I proceed \nto flay his hindquarters. \u201c The Ladies sat in seats on the outside \nof the room and awaited ron\u2019s further punishment.\n\nMistress Patti and Mistress Tanya picked up Punishment Canes and \nstood on each side of ron\u2019s ravished posterior. They each brought \nthe cane hard down on his buttocks and upper legs. He screamed in \nagony as his hindquarters were methodically skinned. After two \nhundred strokes from the cane, ron\u2019s buttcheeks and upper legs were \nskinned and well bloodied. ron was skinned from the back of his \nwaist to the back of his knees. Blood flowed down the back of his \nlegs to his ankles.\n\nMistress Patti unfastened ron from the Punishment Block. he lay on \nthe floor spreadeagled and his wrists and ankles were fastened to \nposts in the floor. he was uncomfortable lying on the floor due to \nthe skinning of his hindquarters.\n\n\u201c Now, Ladies, each of You is invited to come forward and give \nslave ron ten kicks in the balls. And don\u2019t be gentle either. \u201c\n\n Each of the Ladies, in turn came forward and gave ron ten hard \nkicks in his balls. He screamed and writhed in agony.\n\nWith his ball beating complete, Mistress Patti released him from \nhis bonds and led him to a Punishment Table. The table was four \nfeet by eight feet and two inches thick.\n\nAgain ron was fastened spreadeagled to the table by Mistress Patti. \nThe table was tilted on a hydraulic ram until it was vertical and \nthe base of the table three inches off the ground.\n\n\u201c So, ron, you enjoy Cock and Ball Torture. Let\u2019s see how much you \nlike mine. \u201c\n\nMistress Tanya started the CBT by giving ron two hundred cuts with \nthe Punishment Cane to his genitals and genital area. The genitals \nand surrounding area were bloodied.\n\nShe then took a box of sterile needles and pushed them through his \ncock and balls. His genitals most closely resembled a pin cushion.\n\nShe pulled the needles from his genitals and blood flowed down from \nhis genital area.\n\n\nNext, She poured Isopropyl Alcohol over is genitals and lit it on \nfire. The flame burned brightly as did his genitals. his screams \nfilled the room. Eventually, she threw a towel over his genitals to \nextinguish the flame.\n\nron\u2019s cock and balls were beginning to cook and the smell of \ncooking flesh filled the room.\n\n\u201c Time to start cutting. \u201c Mistress Tanya pulled on surgical rubber \ngloves.\n\nMistress Patti wheeled over the surgical equipment. She handed \nMistress Tanya a scalpel.\n\nMistress Tanya cut around at the base of his scrotal sac until the \ncut was all the way around. She pulled the scrotum off each ball in \nturn so that his testicles hung by the spermatic cord. She then \ngrasped his right testicle and impaled it from right to left with a \nbarbecue skewer. She continued the process through his left \ntesticle. His balls looked like a shish kebab without the \nvegetables.\n\nShe let him scream in agony while she waited.\n\nAfter a while she pulled the skewer from his testicles and watched \nas the blood flowed.\n\n Mistress Patti held his right testicle in place while Mistress \nTanya used a hammer to  run a nail through his testicle and into \nthe wood below.  There was half an inch of nail sticking out above \nhis testicle.\n\nThey repeated the procedure with his left testicle.\n\n\u201c Now, we have him nailed down properly. It\u2019s time to cook his \nballs. \u201c\n\nMistress Tanya has a Ball Cooker. It runs on 110 volt wall current. \nIn the cooker, it is converted to Direct Current which has more \nbite than wall current. It then goes through a momentary and on / \noff switch before it outputs to two leads ending in alligator \nclamps.\n\nMistress Patti plugged the cooker in and connected the alligator \nclamps to the nails protruding above his balls. Mistress Tanya \npushed the momentary switch and watched his reaction as the current \nflowed through his balls.\n\nShe then turned on the on/ off switch which permitted the current \nto flow uninterrupted.\nRon screamed and writhed in agony as his balls began to cook.\n\n\u201c Let\u2019s have a break while his balls cook. There is tea made \nupstairs. \u201c\n\nThe Women left the room and went upstairs for tea while ron\u2019s balls \ncooked. ron screamed and twisted in his bonds.\n\nTwenty minutes later they came back to the Dungeon. ron had passed \nout from the pain but the room smelled of cooking flesh. Mistress \nTanya turned off the Ball Cooker while Mistress Patti revived ron \nwith smelling salts.\n\n\u201c Well cooked balls. Now it\u2019s time to get them off. \u201d\n\nMistress Tanya looped dissolving suture at two tie off points along \nthe spermatic cord. Then using surgical scissors, She cut between \nthe two tie off points freeing each ball, in turn. His severed \ntestes were thrown into a bucket to join his scrotum.\n\n\u201c That\u2019s the end of those two. Now, let\u2019s do his penis. \u201c\n\nMistress Tanya took a length of hollow stainless steel tube and \npushed it through the pee hole on his penis, down it\u2019s length and \ninto his bladder. She noticed that his penis was starting to die \nform lack of blood flow.\n\n Then using a scalpel She cut around the circumference at the base \nof his penis. She noticed little blood loss as most of the blood in \nhis still erect penis had congealed..\nShe cut down to the stainless steel tube. She then slid his penis \noff the tube. She used a cutter to trim the tube to one half inch \nfrom his penile stump.\n\nMistress Patti poked the ends of his spermatic cord into his body \ncavity. She then sewed the remaining flaps of his scrotum together \nwith suture.\n\nThe Ladies attending the event were invited by Mistress Tanya \nupstairs for wine and cheese. They got a tour of the Temple \nincluding Mistress Tanya\u2019s Trophy Room where  collected male \ngenitalia are on display.\n\nMistress Patti released slave ron and got him to his cell. Nothing \nwas required of him in the line of household duties during his \nrecuperation period. Although he was not fully recuperated, he \nbegan his household duties the following week.\n\nNote: Mistress Tanya, Mistress Patti and slave ron are real people. \nThey may be contacted by sending a note to the author at \nian@canuck.com", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 212, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Period of Development, the end  [G]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Period of Development, the end  \n\nBy: sten\n([queer@chello.se](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/mailto:queer@chello.se))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[GAY] [NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    NONE ENTERED BY AUTHOR\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Four weeks later it was Richard who, carefully and with tenderness, \n    removed the stitches from my now emptied crotch. My tits, navel, \n    prostate and my cock and balls had surrendered to the surgeon\u2019s \n    knife three weeks before. I am now convinced that Richard and I will \n    live together for the rest of our lives, equals at last. We will \n    live in harmony and love, two fully tattooed, pireced and nullified \n    men in unanimity.\n    \n    And my boredom has vani\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090726101315/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 14, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Footjitsu (engl.)", "Tags": "WARNING, TESTICLES, Martial arts", "Summary": "Female martial arts master has a sadistic pleasure to destroy and to kill men with her hands and feet", "Text": "Footjitsu\n\nBy Theo Zee-Lin, a female martial arts expert, uses her feet and toes as well\nas her hands and fingers.\n\nHe shoud have known, but now it was too late. His name was Constable Clifford,\nmember of the NY Police.\n\nFive killed males had been found, always a leg was broken, the testicles had\nbeen crushed. Three of them had been smothered to death somehow, two of the\nmen had a crushed larynx.\n\nThey all had been found in hidden places in the near of the Central Park, the\nyoungest man was 35, the oldest one was 48 years old.\n\nClifford and his friend Smith had the job, to go on patrol in the park at this\nafternoon.\n\nOf course they hoped to find something about the serial killer. At four\no\u00b4clock, in the near of a big tree, they decided to use different ways for a\nwhile.\n\nAt five o\u00b4clock, Clifford came back to the same point. He waited, more than a\nhalf hour. He became nervous, more and more - Smith didn\u00b4t come.\n\nIn this moment, he heard the soft voice of a woman: \"Are you looking for Mr.\nSmith? He had a little accident, but don\u00b4t panic, it\u00b4s no big thing. Come with\nme!\"\n\nThe woman was in the thirties, thaught Clifford. She had long black hair, her\nface showed asian elements, her expression seemed to be a little childish.\nThough he was fascinated.\n\nHe followed her - what a mistake!\n\nShe was rather tall for a woman, nearly his height. She moved fast and\nelegant, like a dancer. She weared black leggins and flip-flops on her bare\nfeet. Her legs seemed to be strong, every step showed her defined calves and\nthe muscular play of her thighs. Clifford was impressed.\n\nAfter five minutes they came to an old uninhabited house. They went in, she\nopened a door.\n\n\"Come in! Here he is!\"\n\nClifford was horrified. Smith was bound on a chair. He was wimpering and\nbreathed noisily. He shook his head and looked terrified, when he saw the\nwoman. His nose was bloodied. He had a lot of bruises on his naked body. His\nright hand was very thick, perhaps broken. Then Clifford saw his left leg. The\nshinbone was obviously broken. He slowly begun to understand and looked to the\nstrange woman.\n\nShe smiled to him and took her flip-flops off. Clifford stared at her brown\nfeet. They were large, narrow at the heels but wide at the toe-section. The\nlong toes with blue painted toenails were powerful looking, the second, third\nand fourth toe nearly as long as the big toe.\n\nHe now saw an uncredible toespread of her right foot. Her big toe moved away\nfrom the second toe like the thumb of a hand. She slowly grabbed the strips of\nher flip-flops and moved them to the side.\n\nShe looked to Smith. \"I had to punish him a little and I\u00b4ve squeezed his\nlarynx. But he is not dead. He can follow the show.\"\n\nClifford was a Karate blue belt an very good with his colt. \"Lady, what do you\ndoing, you are silly\" he told and moved slowly backwards. It was in the same\nmoment: His hand tried to get the Colt, the woman made two steps forward, a\nflying kick. \"Kyjaa...\", the steelhard egde of her right foot contacted his\nupper arm. A bad noise, a cry - the impact broke his arm. She landed on her\nhands, the foot kicks out again. He heard the breaking of his shinbone. A\nterrible pain. He collapsed to the ground, wimpering.\n\nThe woman stood slowly up an told with her soft voice: \"My name ist Zee-Lin.\nI\u00b4m an expert in Footjitsu. We use hands and feet in the same way.\" She rised\nher huge right foot showing the flexibility of her toes, wide spreading and\nwiggling the long, monkeylike digits.\n\n\"Now to the first part.\" She told giggling like a schoolgirl. She moved\ndancelike to Clifford, who was yet lying on the ground.\n\nShe faked a kick, but grabbed his hands. A quick movement, and she had him in\na double wristlock. He cried, the Jiu-Jitsu-hold was terrible painful and\nthere was no chance to escape.\n\nNext he saw the muscular sole of her right foot. First she made again some\nunbelievable toespreadings, closed the toes to a \u00b4fist\u00b4, opening them again.\n\nClifford stared at the strong foot, despite his pain. She began to play with\nhis face now. Using her toes, she pinched him in the ears, grabbed his lips,\nhis chin. Effortless she made a huge gap between first and second toe and took\nhis nose in this toegrip.\n\n\"Now comes the first power-exersize,\" she giggled. She opened and closed her\ntoes two times. Then Clifford feeled the grip becoming stronger and stronger.\nMore and more. Clifford moaned, tears shooting in his eyes. He had never\nthought, that toes could be so powerful. At least she began twitching her toes\nand he lost conciousness for a short time.\n\nHe awoke, he moaned. He feeled a lot of pain in his wrists, they were probably\nbroken. His shirt was full of blood, flowed from his nose.\n\n\"Ah, there are you again, nice!\" Zee-Lin whispered. She sucked on a Cola and\nsmiled.\n\n\"What do you want? Why do you do that to us?\" he shouted.\n\nShe stood drinking in front of his sobbing form. \"It\u00b4s my fun. It makes me hot\n- like the five times before! You are moaning too loud. I think, it\u00b4s time for\nthe power-exersize for the left foot.\" Again she made some artistic movements\nwith the toes of the rised left foot.\n\nCliffords eyes showed panic, he crawled back, stopped by the wall.\n\n'But he had no chance. She was too quick, too precise. While she makes\n\"Cheers!\" with her Cola, her left foot shot forward with wide spreaded toes\nand nailed him hard to the wall.\n\nHer toes closed around his larynx, harder and harder. He brethed noisily,\ntried to push the punishing foot away with his injured hands - no way.\n\nShe took a gulp, smiled innocently and made suddenly a hard gripping movement\nwith the big toe. Clifford tried to cry, but there was no voice. He feeled\nterrible pain and heared a crunching sound. Then he lost conciousness again.\n\nHe awoke with a lot of pain in his neck, but a nice feeling between his legs.\n\nHe understood at once - he was terrified and fascinated in the same time.\n\nShe sat on a chair in front of him, the toes of her left foot kneaded his\nprick, powerful but not painful. She was massaging herself, the hands under\nthe black leggins. Smith layed beneath, he was always naked. Both breathed\nnoisily.\n\n\"I do this the first time, it\u00b4s a primary. The one of you get\u00b4s an orgasm, the\nother will be castrated.\" The pointed toes of her right foot signed to Smith\u00b4s\ntesticles.\n\nSmith could yet move one hand and tried to hide his parts.\n\nBut again she was quick as a flash. She grabbed his thumb between big toe and\nsecond toe, a powerful movement of the foot, a cracking sound, a giggling.\n\nSmith moaned like baby, when she took his balls between the first und second\ntoe and between the third and fourth to of her right foot. He knew, what would\ncome.\n\nHer left foot was a melking machine. Clifford tried to hold back, but her\ntrained toes were too strong, she knew exactly, where to grip and to pinch,\nshe\u00b4d done it very often.\n\nAnd so there was a heavy eruption, a triumphant moaning from her mouth and the\nsound of two bursting grapes at the same time.\n\nShe relaxed purring, squeezing the semen out of Clifford prick with nimble\ntoes. She looked to the twitching Smith. She rolled and squeezed his destroyed\nballs with her prehensile toes. Smith lost conciousness.\n\nTwo hours later. Zee-Lin moved in again. She sat down on the chair.\n\n\"Hey, come on, men. Fight! It\u00b4s your last chance.\" She smiled, stood up and\nwent slowly to Smith. Rising her right foot, she shut his nose with the two-\ntoes-grip. She arced her foot, the heel under his chin. It was a deadly\nfootgrip. Clifford saw the muscular foot, the blue face of Smith and the\narrogant face of Zee-Lin. It tooks three minutes - Smith was dead.\n\nShe slowly walked to Clifford. He was barely conciousness, but he saw her\ncoming. He wasn\u00b4t able to crawl, he layed on his back. He noticed her\nangellike face directly above his injured body. \"Time to go, looser,\" she\nwhispered, tickling and teasing his stomach and chest with her right foot. Her\ntoes walked to his legs, he felt a firm grip, a grip that encircled the whole\npackage. She showed him her right hand, making slowly a fist - and doing the\nsame with her foot. He felt a terrible pain, heared the squishy sound of his\nbursting balls. She suddenly turned her foot to the left, to the right, again\nto the left holding the hard toegrip.\n\nThe heart attack came as suddenly as his castration. His body convulsed two\ntimes and then he was dead. Zee-Lin opened her foot-fist, slipped in her flip-\nflops and moved whistling out of the room.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 151, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Headmistress Evans Gelding Day", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Headmistress&nbsp; cures bad behavior.", "Text": "The Headmistsress looked at the semi conscious young man. He had turned 18 and\nhis behavior needed to be improved before he could be relaeased from the\nreformatory. Over the yerars she had performed scores of castrations and yet\neach one seemed unique and gave her powerful orgasms. Her enormous breasts\ntingled as she lifted the boys heavy sac into her small hands. He stirred\nbriefly not realizing he was to be emasculated .  \n  \nThe jar in which his scrotum would be permanently preseved for her collection\nrested on her desk. The Headmistress intently lifted the sac-for a moment\nsavoring the manhood she was about to remove- and then smiled at the boy and\nsaid\" you will be so much better behaved dear\" and quickly and expertly sliced\nthe boys manhood away from his body.  \nAs she did so her body orgasmed in intense pleasure-her breasts and pussy\ntingling from the pleasure......her nipples ached against the restraints of\nher lacy black bra.  \n  \nOne month later the new eunuch thanked her for approving its release.After it\nleft the Headmistress took the jar containing the sack and balls out and\nslowly caressed her pale white breasts.  \n  \nShe looked at the next file on her desk.........  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 13, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gardening Time", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Short Story", "Text": "` `\n\nBarbara almost had it; just a few more strokes and she\u2019d be there. She was\nsitting on the commode in her bathroom, her legs akimbo, furiously\nmasturbating. It started, and she slipped two fingers inside herself and\nsqueezed her legs together humping her hand until she climaxed. \u2018Mmmmm.\u2019 She\nmurmured to herself.\n\n\u2018I should get a dildo, a really big one, like I see on the Internet. That\ndrunk I am married to is worthless, at least you can depend on a on a dildo.\u2019\nHer husband had come home drunk, a not unusual occurrence for him. \u2018At least\nhe didn\u2019t try to paw me tonight, smelling of beer, and who knows what else,\nthere has got to be something better than this.\u2019 Barbara glance down at her\njeans, and there protruding from her back pocket were two large rubber bands,\nshe had put them in the pocket when she was planting onion sets earlier that\nday. Growing up on a farm she had watched with excitement as her father would\nplace rubber bands on the scrotum of bull calves he planned to raise as beef.\n\u2018Gee, my dad used to fix the bull calves with rubber bands just like these, I\nwonder? Yes, that old fool won\u2019t wake up, and I can be free of him and his\ndrunkin ways.\u2019\n\nBarbara pulled up her jeans and walked into the bedroom, where her husband was\npassed out still in his work clothes. \u2018No need to be careful about noise with\nhim, a marching band playing in this room wouldn\u2019t waken him, the old drunk.\u2019\nShe opened his trousers and pulled her husbands cock and balls free. Then she\nproceeded to wrap the rubber bands around his balls, one turn, two turns,\nthree turns, and four seemed to do it very nicely. \u2018You miserable chicken shit\nson of a bitch, you got a hard-on, your too drunk to know what\u2019s going on.\nWell won\u2019t you be surprised in the morning. Sleep tight.\u2019\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 22, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Ball Hunters -- Part IX  Ball Hunters 2", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Starship Amazons castrated captured males in huge female love orgy", "Text": "I pushed the big red button in front of me and heard the hissing sound. Ten\nseconds later we dropped out of warp speed and proceeded on half impulse\npower. In one hour we will get to the Planet Orsiana. Too bad we could not go\nfaster. Everyone was horny as hell and soaking wet. The air was heavy with\nsmell of pussy. Just thinking of the treasure in our cargo hold make me\ntremble with pleasure. In the cargo hold are thirty eight males in stasis,\nready to be castrated. There would be a frenzy we hadn\u2019t seen in years.\n\nNancy announced: \u201cWe have a message from the planet. Everyone quiet.\u201d\nCommandress Kara said: \u201cOn screen.\u201d and we saw the familiar face of Tonia. She\nwas a big party promoter in the colony. Jill sent her pictures of the cargo\nearlier and they had been using the slow subspace relay to negotiate a deal.\nNow Tonia said: \u201cNinety bars for each is OK. Bring them in.\u201d and terminated\nthe message. Commandress Kara yelled her war cry. \u201cWe get full price. Triple\nbonus for everyone. We will stay there for two weeks. Tonia will give us a\nprivate party room overlooking the main arena. We will keep six for our\nprivate party.\u201d\n\nThat was the biggest haul in years. After the Battle of Ninnian, the High\nCouncil declared the War over, no more male in the galaxy. But we knew it was\nbullshit. Everyone knew that some of them escaped and were still hiding out\namong the asteroid belt. No one knew how many. Some said only a few hundred.\nSome said several thousand. But we knew they were there, desperately horny,\nneeding womyn, preying on lone ships passing close to the belt. Once or twice,\nthey even attacked smaller colonies. Everyone out here was armed. Nobody\nwanted to think about the fate of being taken.\n\nAnd we did not sit around for them to come. Most colonies out here had a\nbounty on cocks. Bring in one cock and they pay you a bar of dilithium\ncrystal. But that\u2019s not where the money was. The money was in the parties. The\nparty promoters paid us ball hunters for the males. They organized castration\nparties. The tickets sold like hot cakes. The High Council had standing order\nfor every male to be castrated and turned into womyn. The cock and ball we\ncaptured were supposed to be preserved and sent to the Grand Temple. But they\ndid not know what happened out here at the edge of the galaxy.\n\nLike most ball hunters, we mostly made money running trade, both legal and\nillegal. Most of us were special attack groups in the War to Eliminate Males.\nAfter so much action, it was hard to go back to mundane jobs. So we pooled our\ndischarge pay and bought a ship to trade. To save time and fuel, and to check\nout the bounty to be have, we always ran close to the asteroid belt. If we saw\nmale ships, we hunt them down. Sometimes they attacked us, trying to capture\nsex slaves. This guerrilla war has been going on for several years. But we\nmust be running out of males. The pickings in the last two years had been very\nslim.\n\nA month ago, running supplies to the Pronolie Outpost, we detected the\nsubspace signature of a male scout ship. Luckily we just installed a croaking\ndevice, so they could not see us. Cloaking devices were illegal, used mostly\nby smugglers. We got ours by bribing the commandress of a military junk yard.\nWe stalked them and found their hideout but could not raid them. There were\nonly eight of us on board.\n\nAfter we dropped off the cargo, Commandress Irene signed up ten former shock\ntrooper on the return trip. The hunt was on. With the cloaking device, we\ntotally surprised them. I actually liked hand-to-hand combat. My favorite\nthing to do was to kick a male between his legs and watch him go down\nretching, twisting in pain. Now we were looking forward to the castration\nparty, which always end up as mass orgies.\n\nAll the males were naked, with their hands tied behind their backs. Their\ncocks were fully erect. Tonia had them injected with powerful aphrodisiac. Not\nthat it was necessary. All the womyn in the arena were almost naked. Looking\nat all those beautiful bodies, and smelling our pussy, was more than enough to\nmake any of them super hard. Every male had a leash on his balls. It cost two\ngold coins to drag the prisoner into the arena. Tonia sold tickets for\neverything. We were the envy of everyone there. We had six of them between the\neighteen of us. I drew one of the lots. I shared it with Danelle, my lover. So\nwe had one leash to each of his balls. Walking down the aisle, with all these\nnaked female bodies and swaying and bouncing tits, excited me so much.\n\nOur private room was ten feet above the main floor. The wall overlooking the\ncastration stage directly was glass. We had the best seat in the house. As\nsoon as the males were strapped to the frames, the action began. Down there,\nthey lined up to squeeze the balls, hard. There were huge display screens\nevery where. Some showed the whole stage. Some showed only the cock and balls.\nEveryone could see what\u2019s going on. The orgy had began. I had not squeezed a\nball for a long time. It was so arousing. Tonia had love making sound piped\ninto the arena. That added much to the sexual frenzy.\n\nAfter an hour or so, the emcee announced: \u201cWe are ready for the first\ncastration. Denise, please get on stage.\u201d She was a tall beauty, with long\nflaming red hair. Her lover went up with her. The emcee handed Denise a knife.\nShe grabbed the cock. The camera zoomed in. In one second, it was off. The\ncheering was thunderous. Then she pulled the ball sac very tight and cut it\nslowly. After it was also cut off, Denise lifted the cock and balls for all to\nsee. But it was not over. The emcee brought over a little stand. Denise took\nthe balls out of the ball sac and put it there. Then she took a mallet and\nsmashed them. As the balls exploded, bits of testicle matter shot out from\nbeneath the mallet. They were so hot they made love on the stage.\n\nThe next castratresses were Eve and her lover. They both had very short blonde\nhair. Eve sliced open the ball sac and popped them out. Then she put the balls\non the stand. She smashed the left ball and her lover smashed the right ball\nwhile they were still attached. Then they cut off the cock.\n\nTonia really squeezed everything she could out of those balls. Five of the\nmales were auctioned off in the arena. The winners castrated him right then\nand there. As the night went on, the sex became more and more intense. Several\ncastratresses mounted the males before cutting off the cocks and balls. We\nalso did that in our private room. Those lucky cocks really felt the tightness\nof some pussy before their castrations. One castratress stroked the cock until\nit shot its cum. As the first stream of hot white cum fly through the air to\nland on her tits, she cut off the cock, which continued to shoot hot white cum\nafter it was severed. Every ball, after it was cut off, was taken out of the\nball sac and smashed. Some were popped out of the ball sac, squeezed until\nthey exploded while they were still attached. That was what I did too.\n\nThe orgy frenzy went on for two full days before all the males were castrated.\nIt took us two weeks to recover.\n\nEpilogue:\n\nThat huge orgy in Orsiana was the last of its kind. Rumor and gossip spread\nthroughout the quadrant, each getting more exaggerated as it was passed on.\nSome even said that we let the cocks shoot their cum inside us. Bootleg memory\ncrystals were sold in the black market. Finally the authorities started an\ninvestigation but nothing came of it. Tonia went into hiding for a while. We\nleft the region for a year. Orgies became a lot smaller and much more\ndiscrete. In any case, there was no more big group of males captured after\nthat. Maybe there was no more male out there. Maybe the war was really over.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 145, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "750 Fuck Chapter 1", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Sean is about to get 750 fucks", "Text": "` Sean pulled his back and one of his classmate suggest him to get a massage.\nHe found an massage ad from local ad paper and then made an early evening\nappointment. He got to the massage place by a cab and when the cab dropped him\noff, he was asking himself if this place is the right one. The building was\none of many condammend buildings. He anyway decided to excute his plan because\nhe has strongly built body. He walked up to the stair and push the button.\nAfter the buzzing sound, he opened the door and walked upstair to the suit 18.\nIt was one big studio room with lots of windows. It must be dark outside\nbecause Sean didn't see reflection of him on the windows. A lady greeted him\nand asked him to make himself home. `\n\nThe lady introduced herself to him and explained to him about masssage since\nit was his first time. He was told to stripped down and lay on the massage\ntable. He hoped that the lady didn't see his semi boner when he took off his\nunderwear. He quicked laid on the table on his stomach. The lady put the\nclassical music on and he found himself in dark room with few candles on. The\nlady took a deep breath and out. She rubbed his shoulder and back. Time passed\nand the lady told him to wake up that the massage session was over.\n\nHe must had felt asleep during the massage. He got up and put the clothes on.\nShe told him it was $75 and when he reached his back pocket, he realized he\ndidn't have his wallet. He tried to think back where his wallet might had been\nleft. Anyway, he explained to the lady the situation. The lady became very\nsterical and she told him that she has to compenscate his clothes. And when he\nhesitated that, she called her man and he had to take his all clothes off\nagain in front the lady and the macho man. The man grabbed him by his shoulder\nand kicked him off to the street (although he begged him for any kindness)\n\nHe was in front of the buidling with no clothes on, it wasn't cold but since\nthe situation was freaky he started to shivel. It was dark but that's when\ncertain type of people come out to the outdoor. In few mins, he had to cover\nhis penis because at least 15 men were starring at him and his pubic area. In\nanother min, he was surrounded by these rough looking men. A guy named Eric\ntold him to uncover himself. Eric punched his gut when Sean hesitated. So this\ntime, he uncovered himself and closed his eyes. Eric and his right man\nsuddenly grabbed Seans arms and legs and carried him to a building after few\nblock.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fist", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "An intense fisting session goes further than Billy expects.", "Text": "` By the time I got my fourth finger into Billy\u2019s ass, he would have let me do\nanything to him that I wanted.  \n  \nWe had been going at it for close to an hour now. I had the boy\u2019s wrists\nhandcuffed to the ends of the table, with ropes around his ankles keeping his\nfeet high up in the air. A blindfold kept him guessing what I would do to him.\nI took it slow at first, just one finger loosening up Billy\u2019s tight ring. Then\nwith lots of lube I slipped a second finger inside. He loved it, squirming and\nmoaning as I felt around for his prostate. His cock jumped when I touched the\nmagic button deep inside his ass.  \n  \nThe third finger took longer to work in. His muscle fought me hard, so I had\nto stop and break open a popper, holding it right under Billy\u2019s nose. When\nthat hit his brain, his anus opened up wide and I got three fingers inside him\neasy. With my other hand I stroked his hard cock a little, just enough to keep\nhim excited. There was already a pool of pre-cum on his belly and I didn\u2019t\nwant him to shoot yet.  \n  \nBilly was a hot boy. Just 18 and skinny, with that skater boy look I love:\npierced eyebrow, nose and lip. Every so often I\u2019d tweak those little nipples,\nmaking him moan. He was so smooth. My own cock was straining against my jeans.  \n  \nBack to work. I pulled out my hand and really covered it with the lube.\nBilly\u2019s hole looked loose and sloppy, like it was just waiting for me to come\nback. I cupped my fingers together tightly and pushed until four fingers were\ninside up to the second knuckle. The boy moaned and pulled on the cuffs,\nswaying back and forth. I don\u2019t think I\u2019d ever seen him so turned on.  \n  \nI knew it would take another popper to get my whole fist in, so I broke open a\nsecond capsule and held it up to his nose. He turned his head away from the\nstrong smell, but I kept it right up against his nose. Billy let out a huge\ngroan as I pushed my hand hard into him. Just when I thought his ass would\nnever surrender, the muscle went completely slack and sucked my hand inside\nhim. Bingo!  \n  \nI looked down and there was my wrist sticking out of his hole. Billy shouted,\n\u201cOh shit, oh shit!\u201d I opened my hand slightly, touching the soft silky insides\nof his rectum. It\u2019s always an incredible feeling to fist somebody.  \n  \nMy hand inched further inside, taking it slow. This was the easy part now. I\nfelt around, easing my way up the canal. My wrist was inside him now, and part\nof my forearm had disappeared. Billy dick was still rock hard, dripping pre-\ncum like crazy. I didn\u2019t touch it because I was sure he\u2019d shoot.  \n  \nA third hit of poppers sent him into orbit. He was moaning, twisting from side\nto side. I couldn\u2019t believe when I looked down and saw that I was almost in up\nto my elbow. I had never fisted anyone so deep. I stopped and felt his pulse\nbeating around my arm. That\u2019s such a fucking turn on, man.  \n  \nI had prepared the elastrator before I even started fisting him. The green\nband was already stretched out, so it was really easy to slip it over his\nsack. With the intense feelings he was going through, Billy barely seemed to\nnotice when the cold steel touched his balls. I ratcheted the band down and it\ncompressed his sack into a tight little pouch. It turned a dark red almost\nimmediately.  \n  \nBilly was screaming, his body racked by pain and pleasure. His cock had\nsoftened a little, so I worked it back up to full stiffness. I gently stroked\nhim, keeping him on the edge of orgasm, as I worked my hand inside him a\nlittle more. His sack was purple now, the blood trapped inside, his balls\nscreaming.  \n  \nI could feel his rectum spasm around my arm. A thick rope of cum shot from him\ncock, hitting Billy on his face and neck. Billy shouted in joy as the second\nand third spurt landed on his chest: His last ejaculation before I made him\ninto a eunuch.  \n  \nI slowly eased my arm out of Billy, careful not to hurt his delicate rectum.\nHis chest was heaving, and tears were flowing from his eyes. The boy was out\nof his mind. The pain from his balls was starting to take him over, and the\nidea that he wasn\u2019t getting out of this situation intact. The price for this\nsession would be damn high.  \n  \nI felt Billy\u2019s sack, checking that it was cooling down. I figured his balls\nwere just about dead by now, but I didn\u2019t want to cut the band off until it\nwas really over. I took a washcloth and wiped his face. I bent over and licked\na glob of cum off his nipple. He looked so hot lying there, helpless as I\nsqueezed the life out of his balls.  \n  \nThat was a couple of months ago. We still have fisting sessions, and Billy is\nstill beautiful to look at, even though his cock stays small and limp. I like\ntracing my finger under it, feeling the scar where his sack used to be. He\nsmiles and groans as my fist sinks into his ass.  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 72, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Notorious \"Mouse Balls\" Memo, The", "Tags": "", "Summary": "Sorry folks, I couldn't help myself, had to share this with everyone.", "Text": "` Editor's Note: I thought we should archive this one for posterity! Thanks,\nfrb. Used to have a copy of this and lost it!`\n\nMOUSE BALLS: I don't know how they wrote this with a straight face... This\napparently was a real memo sent out by a computer company to itsemployees in\nall seriousness. It went to all field engineers about acomputer peripheral\nproblem. The author of this memo was quite genuine. The engineers rolled on\nthe floor! Especially note the last couple of sentences.\n\nMEMO: If a mouse fails to operate or should it perform erratically, it may\nneed a ball replacement. Mouse balls are now available as FRU (Field\nReplacement Units). Because of the delicate nature of this\nprocedure,replacement of mouse balls should only be attempted by properly\ntrained personnel. Before proceeding, determine the type of mouse balls by\nexamining the underside of the mouse. Domestic balls will be larger and harder\nthan foreign balls. Ball removal procedures differ depending upon the\nmanufacturer of the mouse. Foreign balls can be replaced using the pop-off\nmethod. Domestic balls are replaced by using the twist-off method. Mouse balls\nare not usually static sensitive. However, excessive handling can result in\nsudden discharge. Upon completion of ball replacement,the mouse may be used\nimmediately. It is recommended that each person have a pair of spare balls for\nmaintaining optimum customer satisfaction. Any customer missing his balls\nshould contact the local personnel in charge of removing and replacing these\nnecessary items. Please keep in mind that a customer without properly working\nballs is an unhappy customer.\n\n____________________________________________________\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 71, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Emily's Story (personal anecdote)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Hi, my penname is Emily Wannabe, and I am a crossdressing\n\nstraight male who fantasizes about castration. This is my story.\n\nI started crossdressing about age 10 when I was playing with my little sister,\n\nand she wanted to play store. She set up a whole bunch of toys and such\n\naround her room. One of the items was a pair of my Mom's pumps. One thing lead\nto another,\n\nand I found myself wearing the pumps. I was hooked. I have dressed in secret\nfor\n\n24 years.\n\nAbout five years ago, I tried a new game. I was dresses to the nines,\n\nand thought, what if someone caught me, and told me they were going to\n\ncastrate me? I then took a guitar string, wrapped it around my balls,\n\nand ran it up through my outfit until it came out the neck of my dress.\n\nI then stood on a stool and tied the other end to the shower rod. I then\n\nleaned back until I had tension on the wire, and fantasized about being put\n\nin this position by my girlfriend who then told me to jump, or be pushed.\n\nFunny thing happened...I slipped...It's not that easy to stand on a stool in\n\nfour inch heels. I hung there for about a minute, then the string broke.\n\nThat scared the living daylights out of me, because I like fantasizing, but\n\nhadn't really seriously considered finishing the job. This little game had\n\ndrawn blood, and alerted me to the dangers of my little game.\n\nI have played this game a number of times since, but avoid the 4 inch heels\n\nso I can keep my traction. I have also played with rubber bands and an\nelastrator.\n\nI only leave the bands on for about 20 minutes, so I think I'm still playing\nit safe.\n\nWell...That's it in a nutshell.\n\nComments? Write me\n\nemily_wannabe@hotmail.com", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "hypno-therapy", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Going to the shrink", "Text": "Hyno-therapy.\n============\n\nI saw a hypno-therapist. The therapy seemed to be working.\nI had given up smoking. But now I couldn't get an erection.\nI plucked up courage and informed her of my new problem. \n\n\"Drop your pants\". I did as she said. I stood naked in front \nof her. She said \"Get it up\". I fondled it and carressed it.\nI couldnt get it up. \"Up\" She said calmly. My penis rose.\n \"Down\" and my penis dropped. She repeated this about 5 times.\n My penis rose and fell at her command. \"Am I cured\" I asked.\nShe laughed. \"That's my penis now. Not yours.\" She said.\n\nI tried to leave. She said \"Still\". I froze. I remember her\ntelling me to eat her pussy and penetrate her. She enjoyed\nit. I also remember holding one end of some cutting wire\non the left of my genitals while she moved the other end to remove\nmy genitals. I remember being de-sexed quite vividly. But\nmy genitals are intact.\n\n\"He may think so\" but another trophy takes it's place on the\nhynotherapists wall of man-hood. And her secret hobby remains\nundiscovered.\n\nTo de-sex a man in front of his wife when giving sex councelling\nis her favourite. They leave without the man's genitals and never\nrealise that they are no longer having sex. To deprive a female and\na male of having sex is a great feeling of power.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Obeyed Master", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Wife convinces husband they need a Master to improve her sex life. Master takes immediate charge and husband is castrated as wife watches. <BR><BR>Adult fantasy only. Not recommended to do. No minors For adult sexual enjoyment only.", "Text": "` `\n\nI agreed to obey Master. My wife convinced  \nme that we both needed a Master to control  \nour life and improve her sex life.  \n  \nI did as Master demanded, I bent over and  \nspread my legs. Master strapped my legs to  \nthe posts and then secured my hands to my  \nankles.  \n  \nMaster told me only he would fuck my wife  \nfrom now on as of right now. Master took my  \ntesticles in his hand and squeezed them hard  \nuntil I begged him to stop. He repeated this  \nseveral times as my wife watched.  \n  \nYour wife\u2019s pussy is completely mine now.  \nHe slapped my nuts as my wife watched and  \nlistened to me beg him to stop. She was naked  \nfor Master as he requested.  \n  \nYour testicles hurt don\u2019t they Master said.  \nMaster said he would fix me so my testicles  \ncouldn\u2019t be hurt any more.  \n  \nBring me the knife Master told my wife.  \nI heard my wife ask what size Master  \ndesired. Bring me the paring knife and the  \nsteel from the knife holder Master said.  \n  \nI heard Master use the steel to sharpen the  \nkitchen paring knife. This will be just fine  \nMaster said.  \n  \nWithout further conversation, Master took  \na length of cotton rope and tied it tight around  \nmy testicles. It hurt it was so tight. Look at  \nhis nuts turn purple he said to my wife.  \n  \nI felt a hot sting as Master took the paring  \nknife and cut a slit in my scrotum and I could  \nsee some blood drop on the floor below my  \nhead. Then I felt terrible pain and I saw one  \nof my testicles fall to the floor, more pain and  \nmy other nut plopped on the floor also right  \nwhere I could see them both.  \n  \nI was in a daze but I remember hearing  \nMaster say to my wife that he won\u2019t be  \nfucking you anymore now without his nuts.  \n  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cascade, The", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "The highlight of the party is where ten guillotines have been set up in a row. The men are brought forward, shoulder to shoulder, and their erections are placed through the restraining holes.", "Text": "The highlight of the party is where ten guillotines have been set up in a row.\nThe men are brought forward, shoulder to shoulder, and their erections are\nplaced through the restraining holes. A great excitement and expectation fills\nthe room, many wonder what must be going through those men\u2019s minds. Final\nchecks are made and then it is time, the room is silent but for the buzz of\nelectric tension! The men can be seen to brace themselves. People strain for a\ngood view.\n\nWoosh, it has started. The blade falls and the first man\u2019s cock is sent\ntumbling to the floor. There is a two second delay and woosh, the second cock\nis severed. The crowd\u2019s heads turn slightly as they wait for three, then four\nand so it goes on down the line for twenty seconds.\n\nThey call it The Cascade. If you want, because of the cocks that are cut off\nand sent tumbling to the floor. The real reason for the name is that as the\nfirst blade falls, within a few moments of each other, the remaining nine\ncocks begin spewing spurt after spurt of cum, that rains down like a\nwaterfall. If he\u2019s quick, the first guy may get out one spurt of cum before\nhis cock is chopped but regardless his last spurts (and often the second man\ntoo) are seen by the crowd, strangely shooting out from the middle of the hole\nwhere their cocks had been.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 15, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slave Boys", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_ahdr.htm]**\n\n## Slave Boys\n\n**Date:** 23 Oct 1997  \n**Time:** 23:46:11  \n**Remote Name:** 205.186.81.216  \n**Remote User:**  \n\n### description\n\nA historical look at the practice of castrating young slaves.\n\n### Comments\n\nIn the ancient bysantic empire young boys were robbed and brought to\nKonstantinopel from all Mediterrean area. Most of the boys became slaves and\nquides for harems. Many of them served their masters on many ways. Boys who\nhad a good singing voice were brought to richest harems, where they\nentertained the sultan and other persons by singing. The boys coming to\nKonstantinopel were normally circumcised. One of the first measures, when the\nboys came to Konstantinopel, was the circumcision. However, many of the boys\nhad to undergo an other and more deep going operation - castration. Especially\nthe most beautiful boys with nice face and blond hair were taken to harems and\ntheir destiny was to undergo the castration. The same was for boys with a good\nsinging voice. In order to keep their voice clear they were castrated just\nwhen the first signs of the puberty could be seen. Normally both operations\nwere made on the same time. An right order was first to circumcisise and then\ncastrate the boy. The boys physical development was followed keen and the\nright point of time was chosen. In order to follow a boys development he was\nexamined carefully, when he gegun to aproach the puberty. Normally it was a\nbarber-surgeon, to whom the boy was brought to be examined and later on to be\noperated. In some cases, in later times in the 16th century there were females\npracticising as barber-surgeons. When a boy was brought to the physical\nexamination a special attention was naturally payd to his genitals. For the\npeople participating the examination it was most exciting to look at, when the\nbarber-surgeon examined the boys penis and scrotum. The boy was first\nundressed and then layed on the examination table and his legs were spread a\nlittle apart. The female barber-surgeon observed and commented the development\ngrade of the penis and testicles. She was satisfied when she notices an\nespecially long foreskin. The right time for the operations was, when the\npuberty was just starting, the testicles had already grown a little, but the\npenis was still small. The female barber-surgeon took a light grip on the\npenis and pulled the normally a little tight foreskin carefully back exposing\nthe moisty glans. Then she rolled the foreskin on the glans and stretched it\nas long as possible showing to the other persons its length. All persons\nnodded. She enjoyed when she noticed that the foreskin was so long, thick and\nfleshy. She then cupped the scrotum and pulled gently the testicles outside.\nShe smiled to other attenders. She noticed how the boy begun to breathen more\ndeep and massaged his round thighs together in order to prevent the attenders\nto see his virgin genitals. He also tryed to cover his genitals with his hand,\nbut his hand were moved away and the barber-surgeon continud the examination.\nThis was most enjoyable to all attenders. The female barber-surgeon and other\nfemales dripped between their legs. The men following the scenery felt their\npenises went to a huge erection. The female barber-surgeon weighted the boys\ntesticles and rounded them gently between her thumb and foresfinger. There was\nan extremly excited atmosphere in the room. All nodded to themselves, it could\nbe heard small discussion, that the operation will be realized soonest\npossible. In the following day the operations took place. The boy was put as\nnaked on the same table. There were several females and men on the place. His\nlegs were spread apart and his legs and hands were tied strong on the bed.\nSome females tryed to calm and quiet the boy, who begun to wrigle and moan.\nThe was placed a white clothe under the boys buttocks. The female barber-\nsurgeon looked at the the boys genitals. The scerery before her eyes was most\nenjoyable. She saw his small penis with a long and wrinkled foreskin showing\nupside to the boys pelvis. She noticed that the foreskin was nearly as long as\nthe shaft of the penis. The round testicles lied beside themselves, one a\nlittle lower than the other, in their soft scrotum. Because it was very warm\nthe boys scrotum was loose and soft and therefore the contures of the\ntesticles could be seen clearly. She first took a gently grip with both hands\non the boys genitals. She stretched and gently rubbed like milking the\nforeskin and simultaneusly with her other hand gently cupped the testicles and\ncould feel their weight, warmth and roundness. She said that they are ripe to\nbe taken off \\- it is the right point of time to cut the boy. Then everything\nhappened rather rapidly. She took a extremly sharp and small razor in her\nhand. Gently she milked the foreskin as long as possible in front of the\nglans. Then she rapidly made a skilful cut behind the corona of the glans and\non this way loosened the outer part of the foreskin. She said that she removes\nthe foreskin totally, so she made the first cut near the root of the penis.\nWhen first incision happend, the boy gegun to wrinkle and moan noicely.\nHowever, he could not move and. The females comforted and calmed him. The\nfemale surgeon was skilled and small incisions followed themselves. Soon also\nthe inner part of foreskin was removed. The boys glans was now exposed and a\nlittle bleeding wound rounded the penis behind the corona of glans. All women\nparticipating the operation felt excited and they felt how the\u00edr pussies were\ntotally wetted. The men could not resist any more. Many of them opened their\ntrousers and took half in secret their erected penises out. The barber-surgeon\ncontinued. She then gripped the boys scrotum and cupped the testicles one\nagain. She rolled the testicles between her fingers and said to others how\ndelicateus testicles the boy has. Everything was ready to be continued. She\ntook the razor on her right hand and gripped the left testicle between her\nthumb and foresfinger. The scrotum's skin was tense. Then she made a slight\nincision, not more than one inch, and pressed the testicle out. After bounding\nthe spermatic cord she loosened the blue-purplish testicle. This was extremly\nexciting. The attending men begun more or less in secret masturbate their\npenises. They also begun to caress the females wet pussies. The famales could\nnot resist their desire to grip the male's genitals, especially on their\ntesticles. They all looked at, when the female barber-surgeon skillfully\ncontinued the castration. The scenery was extremly cruel, but on the same time\nexciting. Rapidly she repeated the same procedure on the right testicle. When\nshe pressed the right testicle between her fingers and prepared to incise the\ntense skin on the second time, many of the men started to ejaculated. Soon the\ncastration was over. The cutted foreskin and testicles were in an metallic\njar. There was a small puddle of blood on the white textile between the legs\nunder the boy's buttocks. There bleeded a little on the buttocks from the two\nwounds of the cutted scrotum. Then the boy was released and his pelvis and the\ninsides of his thighs and the buttocks were cleaned from blood. The boy was\ncarried to the restroom and the fewmales took a good care to him.\n\n**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_aftr.htm]**", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 59, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 92, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Transformed by the Klika", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Other: fem nullo & sci fi", "Summary": "Earth is invaded by a race of aliens that brutaly alter the bodies of their captors in strange sexual ways. Its a bit sadistic, and very strange.Enjoy!", "Text": "Transformed in the Hive\n\n\tFive years ago, the Earth was invaded by the Klikas.  The \nKlikas were an alien race that was organized like a bee colony.  \nThe people of Earth are resisting, but the Klikas control most of \nthe globe.  I was a member of the resistance, until yesterday when \nI was captured.  I was about to be assimilated into the hive.  The \nKlikas were skilled in genetic manipulation, and could adapt any \ncreature to fit into their hive society.  Most of those who were \ncaptured were turned into workers, but some became drones and \nqueens.  The Klikas formed the warriors of the hive.\n\tThe Klikas were bipedal like us, about 7 feet tall, with \nlight green skin.  The only major difference between them and us \nwas their sexual organs.  They had what looked like half of a third \nleg between their other two legs.  They could manipulate it like an \nelephant\u2019s trunk.  The end of the trunk had three opposing flipper-\nlooking appendages and retractable fangs around a vagina-like \norifice in the center.\n\tThe cell door slid open and three Klikas entered the cell.  \nTwo of them were armed, the third seemed to be in charge.  There \nwere eight of us in here, and we knew that we would soon be \nassimilated.  The on in charge looked us over and settled on a \nfemale prisoner.  \u201cShe\u2019ll do.\u201d\n\tThe Klika in charge grabbed her as she screamed and ripped \nher clothes off.  With her arms she(all Klika warriors were female) \npinned the prisoner\u2019s hands to the wall, and grabbed her crotch \nwith her strange organ.  I must admit, I\u2019ve always wondered how \nthey did the transformations, but I never expected this.  The woman \ncontinued to scream, but not as loudly.  The Klika seemed like she \nwas enjoying herself.  The woman stopped screaming, and suddenly \nseemed to get shorter.  Her arms and legs were shortening.  She was \nsaying \u201cNo, No, No,\u201d but almost like she was in a trance.  Her \nbreasts and stomach began to grow and she started growing new \nbreasts.  She was being turned into a queen.  The Klika hissed and \nwithdrew her sex organ.  The woman fell to the ground and continued \nto change.  Her pussy became larger, and her legs shrank onto her \nplump body.  She had almost twenty nipples on her stomach now.  Her \narms were almost gone, and her head was sinking into her body.\n\t\u201cNow you\u2019re going to need a drone.  Any volunteers?  The \nrest of you will become workers.\u201d\n\tI small man raised his hand and meekly said, \u201cI don\u2019t want \nto be a worker.\u201d\n\t\u201cGood!  Strip and I shall transform you.\u201d\n\tWhile the prisoner stripped, the Klika fondled the tip of \nher sex organ.\n\t\u201cTurn around.\u201d  The prisoner turned around, and the Klika \ngrabbed his ass with her organ.\n\tThe man gasped and looked down at his rapidly growing \ngenitals.  His balls were the size of grapefruits, and his penis \nhung down to his knees.  He smiled and started to get hard.  The \nKlika hissed, thrust her hips a few times and then let go of him.  \n\u201cThere is your queen, drone.  Tend to her.\u201d  He immediately started \nto hump the lump, which used to be a woman.\n\tThe Klika then began to work on the rest of us.  She \ngrabbed another and woman and linked her organ to her pussy.  The \nwoman struggled and screamed as the Klika altered the woman\u2019s \nbody.  The Klika hissed again and she removed her organ from her \ncrotch.  The woman gasped, grabbed her crotch and fell to the \nfloor.  \u201cYou won\u2019t need that smelly thing any more.  Rise worker.\u201d\nTo my surprise, she got up.  Her groin was featureless and bald.  \nHer breasts had shrunk and she was thinner.  \u201cYes my master,\u201d she \ncheerfully replied.\nNext was a man.  He struggled but to no avail.  She grabbed his \nmanhood with her organ and he screamed when I heard a sickening \ncrunch.  Then the hiss, the gasp from her victim and the fall to \nthe floor.  He looked just like the woman did.  He had a smooth \ngroin and small breasts.\nThe next three went the same way, and she was down to me.  \u201cLeave \nus.\u201d  The two guards left.  \u201cI think I can handle you myself.  \nRelax, I always like to savor the last one.  Are you frightened.\u201d\n\u201cFuck you!\u201d\n\u201cYou are right, I will fuck you.\u201d  She fondled the end of her sex \norgan again.  \u201cI like your spirit, I think I will pleasure you as I \nbreak you.  I\u2019ll bet you\u2019re wishing that you volunteered to become \nthe drone.\u201d\n\u201cIt had crossed my mind.\u201d\n\u201cWell you made the right choice.  He\u2019ll be dead by morning from \nexhaustion.\u201d  Her sex organ reached out and grabbed my balls and \ncock.  My cock seemed to be in an orifice of some kind.  I could \nfeel retracted fangs everywhere inside and on the flipper that held \nmy balls.  She began to move her orifice, and rub my cock.  \u201cSoon, \nyour precious genitals will be gone, enjoy yourself while you can.  \nDon\u2019t worry, as a worker you will feel love, as you never had \nbefore, and we will care for you as long as you live.\u201d\nIt did feel good and I closed my eyes and began to enjoy her \ntouch.  I heard her hissing.  The Klika seemed overcome with \npleasure.  \u201cHurry Earth man, I can\u2019t hold back much longer.\u201d  I was \nclose to cumming but not there yet.  She hissed again and gasped as \nthe fangs sank into my flesh, piercing my cock and balls.  \u201cFeel my \nvenom entering you.  Soon you will be my happy slave.\u201d\nI felt her sting and a warmth began to spread to my legs and then \nup my body.  I felt a strange floating sensation.  I was going to \ncum.  Her trunk clenched and crushed my testicles as I injected my \ncum into her body.  The Klika looked into my eyes and hissed in \npleasure.  Her orifice cushed and bit off my cock, then reached \ndown and bit off my crushed balls.  Pain filled me, but I seemed to \nbe floating.  I looked at my former enemy and felt a strange love \nfor her.  I would do anything for her.  Anything.\nShe let go of me and I dropped to the floor.  I felt my crotch and \nwas glad that I had given her such pleasure.  My groin had healed \ninstantly and was completely smooth.  I felt so happy having given \nher my balls and cock.  I felt my chest and small breasts were \nbudding.  \u201cRise my slave.\u201d  Her words covered me like honey.  I \nwanted to serve her until I died.  \n\u201cYes, my master.\u201d\n\nTHE END", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 111, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Patients And I - Part 01a - Addendum", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, Circumcision", "Summary": "This is the start of a new series, written in the first hand. Some of the stories will be written just from the Doctor\u2019s view; others will include the patients view. This addendum to Part 1 is to add to the understanding of this series of stories.", "Text": "` This is the start of a new series, written in the first hand. Some of the\nstories will be written just from the Doctor\u2019s view; others will include the\npatients view. `\n\nThis set of stories draws from various works, including \u201cAn All-Around Im-\nprovement,\u201d \u201cReverence,\u201d and \u201cIRC Story.\u201d Others come from original inspira-\ntion and in some cases, a combination of numerous stories. I have read so many\ngood stories on the Archives over the years that it is impossible to identify\nwhich parts of my stories in this series come from myself or from other\nstories.\n\nThat said, I want to thank all of the authors for all of the great stories\nthat I have that read and enjoyed over the years, going back to the original\nArchives.\n\nThis addendum to Part 1 is to add to the understanding of this series of\nstories.\n\n\\--------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nEach story or set of stories revolves around either one patient or a small set\nof patients, such as brothers or close friends that end up in front of the\ndoctor be-cause of actions of the patient(s) and/or decision(s) of the\nparent(s) involved.\n\nEach individual story is written in it entirety; even those in story sets.\n\nMost stories or set of stories are not linked to each other, only to Part 1.\n\nA single story will be labeled \u201cPart 2,\u201d \u201cPart 3,\u201d etc\u2026 A story set will be\nlabeled \u201cPart 2a,\u201d \u201cPart2b\u2019\u201d \u201cPart 3a,\u201d \u201cPart 2b,\u201d etc\u2026 to indicate that it\ncontains multi-ple parts, usually from different viewpoints.\n\nThose stories (or sets) that are linked will be noted in each story (set) that\nis linked to another.\n\nIt is unlikely that any story set will be complete before another story (or\nset) is released. It is my intent to write the stories (or sets) in\nchronological order from the Doctor\u2019s viewpoint.\n\nPlease E-mail at YankeeClipper@EudoraMail.COM and let me know what your\nthoughts are on this series.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 56, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 18, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Janitor pt 2", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Just the last few paragraphs of the 'janitor' story.", "Text": "I finally managed to make it back to the gym, and this time when I \ngot into the shower people out and out stared.  I still said \nnothing.  A few guys looked ill, but most of them were just \nincredulous.  I even noticed a few pop giant erections right there. \n \"Did you get into another accident, dude?\" one asked me.\n\t\"Nah, man.  I, uh, couldn't take being horny all the time.\" \n A total lie, but in the face of actually telling somebody what \nreally happened all my resolve melted away.\n\t\"Jesus, man, I'm sorry.\"  The guy turned away and went back \nto showering.\n\tWell, this is about as far as the story goes.  I've been \ntotally smooth for about a year now.  I'm still with Cliff, and I \nnever have seen Joe again.  If I saw him now I guess I'd just thank \nhim...", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 15, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "News Article: 'Hijacker confessed under threat of castration'", "Tags": "Current events news story", "Summary": "The Arab-Israeli citizen accused of attempting to hijack an aircraft and fly it into a building said yesterday he never tried to seize the controls. Mr Fukra said he confessed under duress from Turkish interrogators. \"They told me that they castrate anyone who doesn't co-operate with them. So I told them anything they wanted to hear,\" he said.", "Text": "` http://news.independent.co.uk/world/middle_east/story.jsp?story=356224 `\n\n'Hijacker confessed under threat of castration'\n\nBy Justin Huggler in Jerusalem\n\n27 November 2002\n\nThe Arab-Israeli citizen accused of attempting to hijack an aircraft and fly\nit into a building said yesterday he never tried to seize the controls. Tawfiq\nFukrasaid he only \"confessed\" when Turkish police threatened to castrate him.\n\nMr Fukra, a Palestinian with Israeli citizenship, is being held in a Turkish\nprison after being accused of trying to hijack an El Al flight from Tel Aviv\nto Istanbul on 17 November. El Al portrayed the incident as proof of the\nefficiency of its security. Mr Fukra was wrestled to the floor by two security\nguards posing as passengers.\n\nMr Fukra claimed in an interview with Israel's Ha'aretz newspaper that he\nnever tried to hijack the aircraft. He said instead he had analtercation with\na stewardess.\n\nMr Fukra told Ha'aretz he was angry because, as an Arab, he had to endure\nextra security checks at Tel Aviv airport. \"I was nervous on the flight,\" he\nsaid. \"It was the first time I ever flew. I got up before landing and the\nstewardess yelled at me. I shouted back and the security guards pounced on me\nand I fell to the ground. I don't have any more memory of what happened.\"\n\nThere were wildly differing versions of events on the flight. Mr Fukra's\nversiontallies with some early accounts. But several passengers said they saw\nhim try to break into the cockpit. Last week the Israeli government described\nthe incident as a \"terror attack\".\n\nMr Fukra said he confessed under duress from Turkish interrogators. \"They told\nme that they castrate anyone who doesn't co-operate with them. So I told them\nanything they wanted to hear,\" he said.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 22, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "No More Balls 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Just another encounter", "Text": "If you have been following my tales since the first one, this is just another\nencounter. There may be some changes coming soon though...I'll explain.\n\nJoe has been Mary's steady lover for awhile now. I have serviced them to their\nliking. Joe came up with a new position to bang my girlfriend. I lay on my\nback on the bed. Mary lays on her back on top of me and spreads her legs wide.\nI get her started by fondling her clit with my fingers. I am not allowed to\nlet her orgasm, thats Joe's job. I get her real wet though and she loves the\nteasing. When Joe sees her moisture dripping from her slit, he lays on top of\nher. I guide his cock into her pussy, all the while underneath them. It\ndoesn't take long for Joe to come. His face is right over mine, whispering\ninto Mary's ear. I lay there with my limp dick and wait for him to stop\ncoming. He jumps off her, then Mary spins around on my chest and moves her\npussy right over my face and then I wait. It doesn't take long for gravity to\nexpel all the cum that comes out of her pussy. It comes out in huge globs and\nI don't have to dig in with my tongue. After she sees that I have cleaned her,\nshe pushes her clit onto my mouth. I suck on it until she comes again. It used\nto be humiliating, but I have gotten used to it.\n\nI hope you all remember Donna....the lesbian that took my balls. She was over\nat the house hanging with Mary and Joe. Mary told me to show Donna what my\ngenitals look like now that its been so long after she nutted me. Nothing is\nmore humiliating than having a lesbian laugh at your little dick and no balls\nto hang. She grabbed me by my dick and told me she should have cut that off\ntoo. Thats what started the next phase of my life. They all started to talk\nabout taking my cock off. I begged them to change their minds. I suggested\nthat I go in for a sex change operation. This actually got Donna hot. She\nactually thinks I would make a good looking female. Joe was into it too, and\nwanted to see me undergo hormone therapy, and watch the changes in my body. I\nthink he just wants another pussy to fuck.\n\nI have made inquiries into the change. I have to see a shrink for gender\ncounceling. It seems you can't just get an operation, I must live as a woman\nfor a year before they will consider sex reassignment. Mary has told the\nshrink that I have been dressing up (a lie) and the shrink is buying her tale.\nSo my friends, the next time I write I may be a girl. I will let you all know\nhow it gos, and I will also let you know of any other encounters with Mary and\nJoe....and Donna. Don't cheat on your women!  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 42, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "No more Aging", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Sperm eating to stop aging", "Text": "In the near furture A women Scientist finds that Sperm put on a\n womens wrinkles makes them vanish. \n\nAnimal sperm is put into Hand cream and anti aging creams by\n company's. Male animals Are put into \n\nmilking farms. A house wife experimenting try's her husbands sperm on\n her wrinkles and finds it works \n\neven faster.And Then eats some sperm and finds she don't have to wear\n it to make it work. Male \n\nSperm is the very hard to find . A year Latter a Butcher shop owner\n finds that if you eat testicles it can \n\neven take off a year or two. Bulls are the Cloned for there sperm.\n owners of breading Dogs and cats \n\nfind that there Breeders have been castrated during the night. House\n wife's Start milking there \n\nmen.And Look for husbands that can produce more sperm. They start\n cooking with it .Putting it in all \n\nthere foods. Some even Buy Human Testicles on the Black market\n finding that they work best. \n\nHusbands are found to have one or two testicles removed. Scientist\n start cloning Animals to make them \n\nhave three or more testicles. I wrote this story hoping  more women\n will start Liking men's sperm and \n\nthere Balls. \n\nThanks\nstepphen@iamyours.com", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Reality", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "I have a high libido and big balls and cock. It has often infringed upon my requirement in true love, and my peace of mind.", "Text": "` Therefore I decided to ask various experienced sources about castration. It\nwas a fantasy for a couple of years, then upon further investigation I realizd\nthat being a eunuch was the way to go. Like the Eunuch slaves becoming a Party\nin the Roman Senate, and the greatest explorer and Admiral of all time; what's\nhis name fron China 60 or so years before Columbus. `\n\nNow, the governments of any country competing in a global capitalist society\ndo not want you to be listless, laid back or lazy, as would be the outcome for\nmost marijuana smokers, nor do they want to condone castration, even for sex\noffenders, because of fear of the same outcome. I'm guessing.\n\nIn my case: I have strong morals, have a strong libido, and can make my wife\norgasm in 3 minutes guaranteed, with a dildo slightly larger than my own cock,\nplus the use of my tongue.\n\nHowever she wants to please me, however a few weeks after castration, I would\nnot desire the need, spend more time being productive, and more time pleasing\nmy wife with no need to please myself. She is now happy knowing that I do not\nfeel that I'm missing my own orgasm.\n\nRemember I had a high libido, my wife loves me being a eunuch now, she had her\ndoubts, but has never come so often since.\n\nWarning: before finding a cutter or surgeon, you must feel that you will Love\nyour spouse, and and you would like to, not chill, but redirect to a more\nrelaxing lifestyle.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 62, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 11, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The same story as STB Law 4, told through the eyes of one of the boys.", "Text": "Ryan\u2019s Story 2, pt.1\n\n\nThe same story as STB Law 4, told through the eyes of one of the boys.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 1, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Taken by a stranger...", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A young man is castrated by force.", "Text": "Jamie loved masturbating. It was an obsession with him. Every day, \nevery chance he had, he masturbated. Naturally enough it was this \nwhich got him in trouble, bigger trouble than he had been in before. \n\nAt 19 he was just getting into that phase where he would do anything \nto get off, and indeed had done most things he could think of. Being \nslim with short blond hair and quite good-looking he had no trouble \ngetting guys or girls to help him. Jamie was walking down the road \nafter soccer training, feeling tired but horny. He wanted to go home \nbut decided that a few minutes in the local park wouldn't be so bad. \nHe would fin some guy who wanted to help him get his rocks off and \nthen turn in. It took him about 5 minutes to get to the local \ncruising area, and about two minutes to get picked up. He waited \naround and lit up a cigarette, but before he had a chance to finish \nit, a good looking guy approached him. \n\nSoon it was agreed, and Jamie left for a quiet part of the park with \nthe other guy, feeling more excited than normal. They came to a small \nclearing within a thick bunch of trees. the guy grabbed him and held \nhim. He heard scuffling as another guy came out from behind the \ntrees. He cursed himself silently for not thinking that this was a \nset-up. He felt himself being slammed back against a tree and his \narms tied around the back of it. \n\nHis jeans were pulled out and his soccer shirt was ripped off. Soon \nhe stood with nothing on, but his silk boxers. All through this, the \nattackers never said a word. He begged them to release him but to no \navail. He felt a hand reach into his crotch and start to stroke his \nhard six inch cock. He began to relax, maybe this was some guys \nfantasy and now he was acting it out. That thought didn't last for \nwithin one minute a gag was forced into his mouth.\n\n\n\nJamie began to get increasingly worried, but couldn't help moaning as \nthe rhythmic stroking of his cock increased in pace. He felt the \nsperm beginning to boil inside his balls. He willed himself to let \nhimself shoot. It didn't take long for him to let it all go. his cum \njust kept pumping out. He felt the hand retract away from his now \nsemi-erect penis. \n\nHe sighed as he felt the last drops of cum drop away from his penis \nhead. Silence fell, if it was possible for it to become quieter than \nit was. Jamie wondered what had happened. He soon knew as he felt a \ncold steel blade cut into his scrotum. He tried to scream, but the \ngag stopped him. Jamie felt fingers on his left testicle and then a \npull downwards. In one second it was gone. The same process was \nrepeated on his right ball. He couldn't believe it. his balls were \ngone, he could feel the empty space. He began to cry as he thought \nabout it. The pain was excruciating, but Jamie got no chance to \nrecover and a blade slid around the base of his hard penis shaft. The \npain was so much he passed out.\n\n\n\nHe woke the next morning, lying on the ground, dressed in some old \nclothes. He rolled over and saw a note, and two small tablet \ncontainers labelled \"painkillers\" and \"antibiotics\". The note \ncontained instructions  for aftercare and a thank you for a delicious \ncock and balls. As he got up, feeling groggy he noticed another body \non the ground. It was one of his team-mates, now completely nullified \nalso, with the same note beside him. Jamie felt that although he was \ngoing to miss his cock ands balls, life had taken a strange new twist.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 49, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Queen of the Knife.", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Ancient Queen with a terrible lust for the castration of young male slaves.", "Text": "` She had become Queen on the death of her mother, Queen Farrah. It had been a\nlong and frustrating wait. She had hated her mother who had always treated her\nwith contempt and exclude her from many aspects of Royal life . The land that\nQueen Farrah ruled was a remote area of ancient Arabia. And she ruled it with\nan iron fist. Total control of the country and its people was exercised from\nthe luxury of her Palace in the city of Azzan. To the people, the Royal family\nwere almost Gods. Their obedience was also reinforced by fear. Queen Farrah\nhad a reputation for terrible brutality. Her husband, the King, had died many\nyears before. It was rumoured that she had had him killed. After his death\nthis cruel woman had a free hand to rule as she pleased. It also meant that\nshe could satisfy her insatiable appetite for sex. But her hunger was not just\nfor normal sex. To her, sex meant cruelty and brutality. It was well known by\nthe servents in the Palace that she was only interested in young teenage boys.\nWithin days of the Kings death, she began purchasing boys from the slave\ntraders. As time went on , it soon became apparent that she did not want the\nboys just for her bed. She wanted them for castration. As soon as she had\nsated herself with the body of a young male, her female servents would drag\nhim naked from her bed. He would then be bound and spreadeagled on a special\ntable. The servents would then be ordered to leave. The Palace slaves could\nhear the screams of the boys as they were being gelded. On some occasions,\nFarrah would have a boy, who had already been cut, masturbate her as she used\nthe knife on the scrotum of her young victim. After the testicles had been\nremoved from the sac, she would often attempt to have sex with the bleeding\nvictim. When the gelded boys recovered from the terrible cutting, they were\nsold as Eunuchs, and replaced with new victims. She reigned for twenty years\nand was reputed to have raped and castrated over twenty young males. When she\ndied Saris became Queen. She had always known what was being done by her\nmother, but had always, to her fury, been excluded. Her hatred of her mother\nwas not because of her mothers activities, but because of the fact that she\nhad been totally excluded from the pleasures her mother indulged in. Her only\ncontact with males was with the Palace Eunuchs, who were her personal\nservents. They were of no use to her, they had no balls between their legs.\nHer mother had seen to that with her knife. Her fury and frustration had grown\nto boiling point over the years. But deliverance had now arrived. She was\nQueen. It was time to make up for those lost years. ( to be continued. )  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "St Andrew's Cross Part 6", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING", "Summary": "Andy survives the party ...", "Text": "` Andy hung alone. His night had been one of constant abuse and pain. The\nparty had been a success. Andy had been used by nearly all of those who\nattended. `\n\nThe man entered the room and lowered the frame on which Andy\u2019s tired body\nhung.\n\nAlmost tenderly he lifted Andy out of the torture machine and carried him in a\nfireman\u2019s lift over his shoulder, out of the dungeon room.\n\nAndy, half awake collapsed in the arms of the man who hard tortured and\nmutilated him.\n\nAs the man lowered Andy in a warm bath, the man simply whispered in Andy\u2019s ear\n\u201cThank you \u2026\u201d\n\nAndy relaxed in the bath. His aching muscles and spirit refreshed by the\nwarmth as the man gently scrubbed his body clean of the night\u2019s detris.\n\nAndy realised in those moments when the man treated him like this that\nwhatever might be said in the dungeon, this man cared for him and that was\nmore important to Andy than anything he had ever known.\n\nAfter his warm bath the man dried Andy\u2019s tired body and carried him back to\nthe darkened dungeon room.\n\nHe did not return Andy to the cross but instead placed him in the small cage\nthat sat in the shadows.\n\nHe gently placed a collar around Andy\u2019s neck and attached a chain to it and\nthe other end to the cage.\n\nAndy curled up on the mat in the cage. A bowl of water sat at one end and a\nbucket at the other.\n\nThe man fitted leather mitts to Andy\u2019s hands and shackles to his legs.\n\nAndy was asleep by the time the man locked the cage door.\n\nThe man smiled to himself \u2026.the boy had taken to his new life better than any\nbefore him and he had allowed himself to become attached to Andy.\n\nHe turned and left the room.\n\nIt had been a long night, the party had gone well he would do it again soon\nbut tomorrow he would put Andy through his paces. Maybe the time had come for\nsome more mods. Maybe his dick needed more work or perhaps he could scarify\nAndy\u2019s chest \u2026.mmm lots of possibilities.\n\nHe climbed into bed, switched the light out \u2026after all tomorrow was another\nday \u2026\n\nend\n\nthanks again to all those who have emailed me with suggestions and comments,\nthey make writing worthwhile!\n\nT\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "THE DARK ROOM 2", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Male Is Interrogated by female.", "Text": "\ufeffWhen she finished her cigarette she got up from her chair and \n    grabbed the wires that were\n    attaches to my testicles and gave them a pull. The alligator clamps \n    pulled a patch of skin off of my\n    scrotum. This cause me to suck in air. My beautiful blond \n    interrogator then gently massaged my\n    balls ans sucked on my nipples with her mouth. She then requested \n    my unit information for the\n    third time but I refused. She stated a long orgasm would be  more \n    pleasurable than another surg\n    of electricity through my sore testicles. I gave this some serious \n    thought, but my loyalty to my\n    unit was foremost in my mind.  She stood up and turned around with \n    her soft round buttocks in\n    my face . She proceeded to lift up her lab coat and pull down her \n    panties and dress. Her butt was\n    beautiful, she stuck her butt into my nose and bent over at the \n    waist. The command that followed\n    was for me to lick her ass hole and pussy. I started to gently \n    worked  my tongue around her ass\n    hole and proceeded to lick the inner and outer lips of her libaia. \n    Her moans were very audible and\n    I continued to push my tongue in and out of her pussy like a \n    piston. I saw her body shudder when\n    I sucked her clit into my mouth. She screamed with an intense \n    orgasm. She then re attached the\n    alligator clips to my testicles. Sitting back in her chair she \n    turned on the tape recorder and\n    proceeded to hand crank the telephone. My testicles exploded with \n    pain and my whole body\n    convulsed. The electricity stopped and she requested the \n    information again and I refused. She\n    then preceded to Insert a wire on the dildoe that was up my ass. \n    When she cranked the phone\n    again the electricity tore at my prostate and testicles at the same \n    time. I screamed and bucked\n    telling her I would talk. She seemed pleased with this response and \n    proceeded to take my\n    statement. But she turned and said with a smile we are not through \n    yet your testicles still belong\n    to me.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "VIETNAMESE COCKBELT", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Other: WAR", "Summary": "The widow of a Viet Cong soldier enjoys her new occupation. Castrating G.I.s and attaching their cocks to her belt.", "Text": "VIETNAMESE COCKBELT\n\nIn 1971 in a seedy part of Saigon roamed a very beautiful, sexy,\nseductive and deadly Vietnamese whore. She would have a young\nsoldier in bed, tortured and castrated, all for her sadistic kinky\nenjoyment. She worked alone and would change her appearance so\nto avoid capture.\nShe would dress as an innocent young girl one time and a hard sexy\nwhore the next. No matter what disguise she wore, a horny G.I. would\nalways land in her web. Her first victim was a handsome Marine stud\nwalking alone down a deserted Saigon street. She faked having \ntrouble with her small moped motorcycle. Her leg and spiked heel\nfirmly pressed against the street was an exciting view for the now\nsexually aroused soldier. She asked. \u201cG.I. please help me.\u201d He \nsaid. \n\u201cokay\u201d and proceeded to adjust the choke on the motor. The moped\nstarted up and she said in a sexy voice, \u201cG.I. good man, you go \nwith me, I love you long time. Do suckie fuckie, you like, yes?\u201d\nThe G.I. now with a raging hardon jumped on the bike and they\nsped off to her apartment. Led up a narrow stairway above an\nabandon warehouse he entered her apartment. Offered a drink,\nhe accepted. That was the last time he saw her while he was in \na standing position. \nWhen he awoke from his drugged condition, he was on his back\nnaked on a hard wood table. Arms and legs tied spread eagle.\nShe walked into the room wearing only black stockings and \nher spiked heels. With her hands behind her back her large \nbreasts stuck out proudly. Standing in front of him, admiring \nhis large cock and balls, he said, \u201cWhat are you doing?\u2019 She\nreplied, \u201c My husband was Viet Cong. Americans captured him,\ntortured him and cut off his cock and his balls. They sewed his\npenis in his mouth. I here to get even and avenge his death.\u201d\nShe took her hands from behind her back and produced a large\nstraight razor and put it to the base of his manhood. The young\nstud started begging her not to nut him.\nLaughing, she folded the razor and stuck it in the elastic of \nher stocking top. She tied the end of a leather cord around the \nscrotum and penis that went up to a pulley on the ceiling then\nto a crank on the wall. She slowly cranked the cord until it \ntightened and pulled his pelvic area off of the table. Suspended\nby the cord and bound to the table, the young man was in much\npain. \nShe went through his wallet and took out a picture of a young \nlady. She said, \u201cThis your girlfriend?\u201d He said, \u201cYes\u201d. \u201cDid you\nfuck her G.I.?\u201d Do you want to make baby with her? You no\nmake baby with her or any woman. Soon you have nothing to\nmake baby with. You no fuck girlfriend. She will find another\nman and have babies. She no want you with no dick to fuck\nher with.\u201d The whore took the photo and rubbed it on the\nG.I.s cock. Laughing she said, \u201cI put girlfriends face on your\ndick one last time\u201d. After discarding the photo, she lowered the \ncock bound soldiers midsection back down to the table. She \nput on a snakeskin belt with several metal clips on it. She said,\n\u201cG.I. may live and save cock. If you get hard and make me \ncum I will not cut you.\u201d She started sucking his cock and the \nman in all his horror did become erect. Sucking his penis and \nfingering her own pussy she worked herself up in a mad frenzy.\nAs the blood and cum filled the poor guys cock and balls, she \nquickly got up and cranked the penis and scrotum back off the\ntable. She took out the blade from her stocking top and waved \nit in front of his eyes. The bound soldier lost control of his body\nfunctions and started to spew cum out of his dick. She pressed \nthe blade firmly where the underside of the cock shaft met the\npelvic bone. A quick slice caused the stretched scrotum and\npenis to separate from his body. The blood and cum went \neverywhere. His body fell back to the table and the severed \ngenitals fell and landed on his stomach. She masturbated herself\nwith the handle of the razor to orgasm. As the man lost his \nlifeblood\nhe gasped in pain and shock. She picked up the penis and \nscrotum package, sat on his chest and fastened the severed\nmanhood to a clip on her belt. \nShe said, \u201cThank you G.I. You give me first cock and balls for\ncockbelt. I will get many more.\u201d These were the last words the \neunuch  heard before his life drained out of his crotch.\nThe bitch proceeded to clean and tan the severed organ. After\nwhich she attached it to her snakeskin belt along with the owners\ntwo dog tags. She got aroused each time she walked around and \nthe manhood dangled and the dog tags made a sound as they \nbanged together.  She found the soldiers girlfriend\u2019s address in\nthe mans pocket. The sadistic bitch placed the two dried \ntesticles in a box with the sweethearts picture and sent them \nto her. Included was a note. \u201cMe hope you enjoy boyfriends\nballs as much as I did. \nThe ball slicing Viet Cong soldiers wife went out to find \nanother piece of manmeat for her belt.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Rejected", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The mistress has a big surprise for Pete", "Text": "` The beautiful mistress greets me and we exchange small talk about our mutial\nneeds. I share my desire with her on how I would love to add my balls to her\ncollection and the dick as well if she is led to excise it from me. `\n\nThe mistress talks about her huge collection of over a hundred specimans taken\nfrom slaves over the years. after going through all the gorey details on what\nis entailed and the risks involved, I decide to have a regular erotic session\nand keep my privates intact. The Mistress is stunning and tall. She ties me to\na table and starts to drag her long red nails down my chest stopping at my\nsac. She hooks the sac and pulls hard causing blood to flow freely down my\nass. She takes a small bottle of clear fluid and pours it's contents on a rag\nand puts it to my mouth and shoves it inside. Everything goes dark fast and im\nout cold.\n\nWhen I wake I let out a blood culring scream, My balls and dick are in a small\njar sitting on my chest. I curse her to the top of my lungs. She starts to\nlaugh and tells me to look between my legs. I look down and see my dick and\nballs intact. The ones in the jar were of another slave. She tells me that my\nequiptment doesn't measure up to her standards and I wasn't a worthy subject\nto add to her fine colection. She untied me and showed me the door. I was so\nrejected that I quit the bondage scene and went out to find anyone who would\naccept a four inch thin hapless dick.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 18, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Cyclist (testicles, partial penectomy, repost)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The Cyclist  \n  \nI'm a 27 year old computer analyst at a small company in San Diego. I love  \nthe sea  \nand the sun. I'm tall and fit, mainly from riding my bike everywhere I go.  \nI was an overweight couch-potato up until five years ago when I finally got  \nfed up (so to speak) and started exercising. I tried weights, then  \nstairmaster, then aerobics, but nothing seemed right. That is until I bought  \nmy first mountain bike. I started just circling my neighborhood but am now  \nup to 100 miles a week including commuting to work, early morning workouts,  \nand weekend races. I love just hopping on and pedaling as fast and far as I  \ncan go with the adrenaline pumping full blast. I still do some weight  \ntraining and have gorgeous muscles too. But my legs are my pride and joy -  \nthey are chiseled to perfection. In my bike shorts and lycra top I look good  \nand judging from the looks from the men on the beach I qualify to be called a  \nhunk.  \n  \nA year ago I started to run into trouble. I woke up one morning with a  \nnumbness in my crotch. It's kind of weird pissing without full sensation in  \nyour dick. My balls ached too. I had biked a hard race the day before and  \nfigured I had just hammered my genitals a little too long on the bike seat.  \nFull sensation came back the next day. Unfortunately, the numbness kept  \nreturning. I tried a different bike seat and riding positions. I tried  \ngetting advice from my doctor who said to just limit my biking. I tried  \neverything but it was really screwing up my routine and my weight. So, I  \ndecided to just live with the numbness and aching. A month after that  \ndecision, I was training for a cross state race of about 120 miles. The  \ntraining and race went fine, but starting the day after I was fully numb for  \na week! The numbness was okay but I wasn't prepared for he pain. When  \nsensation started to return throbing, gut wrenching pain came with it. My  \nballs would not settle down and full sensation never returned to my dick. I  \ncould still feel about 80% and erections and climax were no problem. The  \ndoctor diagnosed permanent nerve damage and could do almost nothing for the  \npain. Pills helped some but I didn't want to become a junkie. I was  \noff the bike for almost two weeks and almost died from boredom and  \ndepression. I was addicted to that adernaline pump and needed my cycling.  \nFinally, I came up with a solution. If I kept riding more nerve damage  \nwould occur but the pain could actually increase until all nerves were  \ndeadened. I couldn't stand being off my bike or going through the pain so I  \nproposed to my doctor that I be castrated. I convinced him it was the only  \ncourse of action due to the extreme pain. He thought it was a bit drastic  \nbut agreed to perform the surgery. Afterwards, I woke up eager to explore  \nthe result. I carefully lifted the bandaging and explored my empty crotch.  \nMy nuts and sack were gone. My dick had been pruned too. No sense in  \nleaving it attached if it was going to be a source of more trouble later. I  \nwas ecstatic. I was smooth and ready to race.  \n  \nIt's been over six months since the operation and I feel great. There's no  \npain at all and the only problem I have is that my bike shorts don't fit up  \nfront too well anymore. But now I can hop on my bike, tear up the trail, and  \nnot worry about anything getting caught or damaged. My cockless, nutless  \ncrotch hits the bike seat just right and I have actually improved my race  \ntime. So the next time you see a bunch of cyclists, check out their baskets.  \nYou might find (or should I say - not find) something of interest.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Olympics", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "How the Amazon tribes celebrate their Olympics", "Text": "Amazon Olympics\n\n\nOnce every four years, the Amazon tribes gather together.  For all of \nthat year, there is no war between the various Amazon tribes-war may \nonly be waged against male warriors.  Also, during this year, few of \nthe male\u0105s are castrated and slaughtered; instead they are kept alive \nas prisoners for the grand celebration of the games.\n\n\n\nAt the end of the year, all ten tribes come together into the great \nsports colosium.  The sit in the stands by tribe, garbed soley in \nshort shifts of a single color indicating which of the tribes they \nbelong to and support.\n\n\n\nA long, open trench paved with marble leads into the stadium.  Along \nit are placed short pedestals, each with an iron ring in its top.  On \neach pedestal stands a naked man, shackled to the iron ring.  Beside \nhim stands a young Amazon page girl, dressed in a smock of her \ntribe\u0105s color.  A trumpet sounds, and the procession of athletes \nbegins.\n\n\n\nThe Amazon athletes are naked, their faces painted in the color of \ntheir tribe.  As they walk through the tunnels, arm in arm, the page \ngirls begin to stroke the cocks of the men on the pedestals.  Of \ncourse, they are quite eager for their cocks to pay tribute to the \nbeauty, grace and power of the female athletes, so that their seed \nsoon spurts forth into the ranks of women.  Poor slaves!  The next \ntribute they pay to these women will be far less pleasurable!\n\n\n\nAfter the male seed has been offered up and consecrated to the 10 \ngoddesses of the 10 tribes, the games begin.\n\n\n\nOf such contests as wrestling and boxing, we need not concern \nourselves here.  No, the first event that draws our attention is the \nraces.\n\n\n\nThe 10 competitors march onto the field.  Each woman wears a leather \nhalter and is otherwise naked.  Now, the officials lead the women to \nthe starting line where 10 naked men stand, tied to the starting \nposts.  The officials manually stimulate the males to full erection, \nthen wrap a thin wire around his cock and balls.  The wires, each \nexactly 100 paces long, are then connected to the halters of the \nwomen.  The officials turn and observe not the runners, but the \nmales.  The runners take marks, and a the sign of the starter begin \nto race.  Their hair streaming behind them, their breast heaving, \nasses clenching, the women rush towards the finish.  Suddenly, the \ngirl in the lead pulls up short, then stumbles forward as though she \nwear held back.  Their is a piercing shriek, followed by more cries \nof agony as the other runners stumble to the finish.\n\n\n\nWhy do they stumble?  The course is smooth.  Of course!  Their wires \nhave played out, there is brief moment of resistance before the wires \nbite into the scrotal flesh of the male slaves.  Soon, though, the \nrazor sharp wire has had its effect and 10 scrotums lie on the \nground.  An official picks up the first of the ballbags to hit the \nground.  The crowd cheers wildly as the winner is thus recognized.\n\n\n\nArchery is another popular sport.  Naked men are staked in the \ngallery.  The women archers use a special, broad tipped arrow that \ncan shear off a pair of balls.  The women pulled back their strings \nand release the arrows.  The arrows strike the naked men between the \nlegs, slicing and cutting through the soft flesh of the men\u0105s \nnutsacks.  For round after round the contest goes on, for rarely do \nthe archers miss.  It is not unusual for 200 or more men to lose \ntheir balls and cocks thus, for the archers shoot until the miss \nuntil at last only one victor remains.\n\n\n\nAlso well-liked by the Amazons is the ball popping contest.  The \nstrongest Amazons attempt to pop the balls of as many men as possible \nbefore the officials call time.  A good champion can rupture as many \nas 20 men in a minute, crushing their balls to a pulp in her bare \nhands.  Many of the men ejaculate a last time as the come is \nliterally squeezed from the balls, and the winner is often dripping \nwith their seed.\n\n\n\nSpeed with castration knife is tested in much the same manner.  \nInterestingly, harvesting balls with knife takes slightly longer than \npopping them, probably because the knife must be properly positioned, \nfor a partial castration is not counted towards the Amazon\u0105s total.  \nWinners typically claim the cocks and balls of 12 men in a minutes \ntime.  Consider that is between 100 and 120 men being nullified in a \nminute, and it is little wonder than the fans in the stands often \nfind themselves orgasming as the event nears its climax.\n\n\n\nAs the Olympics draw to a close, a cheer comes up from the crowd--\n\u02dbBall wine, Ball wine,\u02db they chant.  All the severed testicles are \nnow gathered and thrown into a great vat in the center of the \nstadium.  The athletes return to the field and leap into the vat full \nof balls.  The smash and stomp the slimy orbs between their toes, \ncrushing and plumping them into a gooey paste.  Now amphoras of wine \nare poured into the vat and the ball paste and wine are mixed \ntogether into a drink.  The winners sample it first, then the \nathletes, then the fans are allowed to sample the great delicacy.\n\n\n\nThis ceremony concludes the festival, and for the next three years \nthere is warfare against both enemies male and female with no quarter \nasked or given.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 57, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Trina's Party", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "My Girlfriend's Secret Society", "Text": "Trina is a nurse. We met over the Internet and she was a wild women in the\nbedroom. She loved being naked like me and loves kinky sex games.\n\nAfter seeing her off and on for two years (we live in different states) I went\nto her state for a two week stay. What I expected was two weeks of wild sex.\nBut what I got was the shock of my life.\n\nTrina said \"I'm taking you to a party tonight.\"\n\nI asked what kind, and she said \"It's a bunch of girlfriends of mine. We are a\nspecial group.\"\n\nI asked if it was going to get wild and she replied \"Oh yes! Lot's of nudity\".\nIt sounded good to me.\n\nAs we drove up to the Huge house, I got hard in anticipation of what I thought\nthe evening was going to be like. As we approached the door, Trina said \"Get\nyour clothes off and put them in the car. You have to go in naked!\" I didn't\nquestion it and put my clothes away. Naked as a Jay Bird and hard as a rock,\nwe went into the house. I was surprised to see over 30 women, all dressed with\nabout 10 naked males. One of the women walked up and hugged Trina. \"Good you\nbrought one she said.\"\n\n\"Oh yes!\" Trina answered, \"He's a good one!\"\n\nOne of the women called out \"OK, who do we do first?\"\n\nI thought that the women were going to strip and we were going to get fucked.\nOne of the women pointed to a big guy and said \"This one is good!\"\n\nThe women pushed the big guy into the middle of the floor and spread him wide.\nMy penis throbbed until I saw them hold him and one of the women produced a\nstraight razor.\n\nI said \"Trina, what's going on?\"\n\nShe laughed and said \"Oh didn't I mention what our group is?\" She grabbed my\nhard cock, \"This is a Castration Party, Baby!\" \"All of you men are going to\nlose your balls!\"\n\nI screamed!\n\nTo be continued  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Boy King: Part Five", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR, Other: historical", "Summary": "", "Text": "The Persian palace grounds were beautifully adorned with \ncreeping plants that ran up the walls, and trickling water \nfountains.  Naqee stood in one of them.  His ankles were adorned \nwith silver and gold anklets and bells.  His feet had been colored \nwith red henna dye.  He wore two simple rectangular, white, silk \ncloths suspended in the front and back at his waist from a thin \ngold chain.  His torso was bare, and his wrists were crowded with \nan assortment of bracelets that ran all the way up his forearms in \ngold, silver, and copper, and shimmering assortment of stones.  His \neyes were done up in the usual manner with kohl, his hair oiled so \nthat its\u2019 overlapping shingle-like layers reflected every ray of \nlight that struck it.  An assortment of fresh green, red, and blue \nleaves were tied together to form a fan shaped ornament, and was \nbraided into his hair so that it formed a sort of halo around his \nface.  Naqee\u2019s entire body had been patted down with silver dust.  \n\tHe looked like a surreal apparition.  Something from the \nheavens, or a nymph of the wood.\n\tTajammal stood several feet behind him, draped from head to \ntoe in a thick white robe.  Part of the white cloth was drawn up \nacross his face so that only his eyes were exposed.  He was \nmasquerading as a Berber, one of the fair skinned tribes in \nnorthern Africa where the men wore veils as opposed to women.  \nClever disguise, acting as Naqee\u2019s personal attendant.  \n\tBabeko, Tajammal\u2019s brother, stood at the opposite side of \nthe garden.  He stood with arms crossed and eyes closed for a \nmoment, listening to the sound of the water moving in the \nfountain.  This was a very informal reception, held here instead of \nthe throne room.  The notion made both Naqee and Tajammal uneasy.  \n\tBabeko opened his eyes and let out a deep breath before \nturning to look at Naqee.  His face was strickingly similar to \nTajammal\u2019s.  But, due to age, Bebeko looked manlier his face \nrougher.  His long black hair had been pulled back away from his \nface and tied in a clumsy knot at the nape of his head.  Naqee \nblinked several times, he couldn\u2019t get over the fact that Babeko \nwas such a strikingly handsome man.  He felt Tajammal\u2019s eyes on him \nand he very slowly turned his head to look back.  Tajammal\u2019s eyes \nwere scolding him silently.  \n\tBabeko\u2019s eyes narrowed, the long eye lashes almost closing \ninto a curtain over the eyes, and then he unfolded his arms.  He \nwalked forward, slowly, inspecting Naqee from head to toe with his \nscrutinizing eyes.  Naqee began to worry.  Babeko wasn\u2019t \nnecessarily falling head over heels for him as Tajammal had \npromised.  He began to think that this entire trip had been a great \nwaste of time, and that the entire plan to seduce the Persian king \nwas a fluke.  No expression crossed Babeko\u2019s face.  \n\tBut then Naqee did notice something.  Babeko\u2019s expression \nhardened, he saw the slight bulge of a muscle at his jaw.  Suddenly \nBabeko\u2019s eyes flickered away from him and lingered on the water \nfountain.  \n\tPerhaps.  .  .Perhaps I\u2019m not his type, Naqee wondered.  Or \nmaybe he tired of boys while Tajammal was gone.  But suddenly \nBabeko turned back and his eyes focused on Tajammal\u2019s robed \nfigure.  A frown formed on his lips.  \n\t\u201cWhy do you bring about such servants?  That one cannot \neven look at their faces and tell whether they are smiling or \nscowling.  It\u2019s always best to look at your servants expression, \nlest someone plan your murder in your presence.\u201d\n\t\u201cHe\u2019s from a Berber tribe,\u201d  Naqee said.  His first words \never to Babeko.  He could tell his voice affected Babeko \nimmediately.  Naqee had a hoarse voice, and it sounded as if he had \na bad cold.  It sounded eerie coming from such a tiny beautiful \nboy.  It bordered on the edge of being frightening and immensely \nsexy.  \u201cAnd he is very good to me,\u201d  he smiled.  \u201cHe always has \nbeen.\u201d\n\tNow Babeko smiled.  \u201cWhy would the Sultan let such a \nbeautiful boy like you wander away from the security of his walls, \nacross the desert, and into my power .  .  .without fearing for his \nwell being?\u201d\n\tNaqee smiled.  \u201cI suppose the same reason mothers don\u2019t \nkill their crying babies out of impatience.  .  .their beauty \nprotects them.\u201d\n\tBabeko burst out laughing.  \u201cHmmm,\u201d  he said nodding his \nhead, lifting up his hand and motioning for Naqee to approach him,  \n\u201cvery clever boy.\u201d  He winked at Naqee.  \u201cI think I love you \nalready.\u201d\n\t\n\tNaqee was guided through maze of gardens and small baths by \nseveral concubines.  A pang of envy hit him suddenly.  The palace \nwas not as elaborate as his own but, in its intricate carvings on \nthe ivory panels and startling white walls and floors there was a \nmajestic elegance that took the breath away.  Tajammal followed \nclose behind.  \n\t\u201cLovely isn\u2019t it?\u201d  Tajammal whispered.\n\t\u201cYes,\u201d  Naqee said without looking back.  \u201cMaybe I\u2019ll \ninvade Persia and make it mine.\u201d   \n\tTajammal grasped his arm suddenly and Naqee looked back.  \nHarsh black eyes peered back at him.  \u201cWell.  .  .\u201d  Tajammal said \nin a forced friendly voice as all the concubines turned to see why \nthey had stopped.  \u201cSuch a frail boy like you is only meant for \npleasure, and should you ever find yourself in a battlefield you \nwould surely perish under some man\u2019s sword.\u201d\n\tMessage received.   Naqee forced a smile and nodded.  \u201cI \nwas only joking,\u201d he whispered under his breath.  He yanked his arm \nout of Tajammal\u2019s hand.  \u201cTighten your ass anymore and you\u2019ll suck \nyour robe in.\u201d\n\tWell, Naqee thought to himself as they continued through \nthe palace, If there is one thing that gives me some comfort so far \naway from my native land is that Tajammal has retained his god \ndamned personality.  Son of a bitch.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 80, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The White Hijra", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "I am abducted and forced to become a Hijra. A traditional Indian Eunch.", "Text": "` I should have never enterd that club but the man who took me there was\ngorgeous. He should have been i am shore he was paid enugh. The trap was\nsprung and i awoke chained up in a cellar. In front of me stood a fat balding\nasian man. He was clad in only a white cotton jock strap and holding a whip.\nHe informed me that he was Mr Khurana, my master, and that i was Laxmi his\nslave. After a few tastes of that whip i felt disinclined to argue the point\nwith him. Soon i became his foot stall and my mouth his urinal. He was strict\ndisciplinarian and i often tasted the whip. He had a massive sex drive and\nfucked me at least daily. `\n\nAfter four months in naked in the cellar i was taken to his penthouse and\ngiven a set of indian women`s clothes. Frow now on i would wear a sari. I\nbecame his submissive wife ruled by his riding crop. One night in bed after an\nenthusastic fucking he handels my cock and balls reflectivly. He says\"I have\nbeen thinking I dont like thease they get in the way and spoil you. I think I\nwill have them removed\"He then turns out the light and goes to sleep leaving\nme in dread.\n\nI am smugled out of the country to Curzon Street in Bombay where many Hijras\nwho have turned to prostitution live. I am taken to house where about forty\nhijras live lead by one of thier own who is the Guru. I am told that \"she\" is\nnow my Guru too and that i must allways kiss her feet in her presence. I am\nplaced on female hormone tablets which they call \"Sunday-mondays\" and told\nthat i am the lost ranking member of the community. Over the next few weeks i\nmust performe all the most menial tasks. When not doing that i am tought how\nto move gracefuly, make up, and flirt with a man.\n\nAfter six weeks i am taken in the night to hut. Mr Khurana has bribed my Guru\nto break centurys old tradition and let him witness my castration. Two Hijras\nhold me from behined whilst my Guru stands in front of me. She gives me a pain\nkilling drink. Then she ties off the base of my cock and balls with a tight\ncord. She waits whilset my genitals turn purple and go numb. She then raises a\nbig carving knife and begins to cut upwards. My scrotum and balls go fist. I\npass out when she is about half to two thireds of the way through my shaft.\nThe last thing that i see over her sholder as i pass out is the lock of\ntriumph on Mr Khurana`s face.\n\nI am allowed to recover my gracfull walk over sevril months. During my\nrecovery the Hijras are genuinly kined and considerat towards me.\n\nEventualy Mr Khurana comes to collect me and their is a tearfull farewell from\nthe outher Hijras. He smuggles me back into the U.K. and i resume my life as\nhis submisive wife. At spcial parties he showes me to his frends. I am made to\nshow of my crotch with its neat vertical scar and piss hole near the top. He\nthen tells them how he made me that rarest of creatures a White Hijra.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Diary of a  Broken Jock Part 1  [G]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Diary of a Broken Jock Part 1  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[GAY] Other: breasts  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Don't mess with a mad doc's wife DUDE!!!!\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Diary of a Broken Jock Part 1\n    \n    I woke up with my head in a fog. I heard my buddy, Jeremy yelling. \n    I tried to get up, got dizzy and slipped. Jeremy's yells got \n    weaker, apparently he was moving away from me. I got my vision \n    steady, I was in some room, it kind of made me think of a hospital \n    or maybe a loony bin.\n    \n    I went to the door, it was locked. I beat on it for awhile, no one \n    came. I could hear Jeremy again. He was screaming, \"No, sick mother \n    frucker, No!\" Jeremy's word's turned into screams of pain, then \n    faded.\n    \n    The last thing I remembered was me and Jeremy fucking this bitch. \n    We had double teamed the cunt and she just couldn't get enough. I \n    still couldn't remember how I got here. Was I in a hospital? That \n    didn't make sense, why would Jeremy be screaming? Why would I be \n    locked in?\n    \n    I was naked, except for my socks. Some more memory came back. \n    Jeremy had been fucking this rich bitch for awhile, a doctors wife. \n    She was like a nympho, his pussy buster wasn't enough for the old \n    cunt, so I went with him so we could give her a good working over. \n    \n    The last thing I could remember was sticking my 8 inches down her \n    throat while Jeremy was dicking her twat. I beat on the door for \n    awhile, still no answer. I was feeling hung over or drugged and \n    must have dozed back off.\n    \n    I was coming to again. I heard sobbing. I was having trouble \n    focusing. I was pretty sure I was drugged. I tried to move and \n    coundn't. I was strapped down somehow. I listened to the sobs as I \n    forced my mind awake. \n    \n    I looked toward the sound, it was Jeremy. As my eyes unblurred, I \n    saw him. He was naked too, but something was wrong. \n    \n    Fuck! It took me a second, I guess because his chest was still \n    hairy. Where his pecs used to be, there were two big tits! I knew I \n    was drugged now, I must be in a loony bin. I thought I was seeing \n    my buddy with two huge tittys. I remembered smoking some weed, but \n    nothing to make me wig out like this.\n    \n    I stared at the sight for a long time. I sure was tripping, I \n    thought it was my friend but with two breast. I mean big hooters. I \n    finally decided to say something.\n    \n    \"Jer\"?\n    \n    More sobs. \n    \n    Jeremy?\n    \n    \"Her old man fucked me up, Jake, he fucking operated on me.\"\n    \n    Huh, dude?\n    \n    He gave me fucking implants, he's gonna make me into a freak. He's \n    gonna fuck you up too, just for laying his old lady.\n    \n    Sure dude, whatever you say. My mind fuzzed out again.\n    \n    End of part one\t\n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628051933/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 57, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration of Merit", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The colony formed from the remains of a ship from the Galactic Empire must make sure their future is secured for the future.", "Text": "In the dying days of the Galactic Empire, a large colony ship was lifting off\nof Trantor attempting escape before the final sacking. Enemy raiders were\nfiring on the ship, it had no choice but to attempt the jump to hyperspace.\n\nThe one thing you must understand about hyperspace is that it is affects by\ngravity in a very big way. In fact you cannot be too close to a system before\nmaking the jump or else it could be very dangerous. In addition to this at\nhyperspatial speeds gravity became a repulsive force.\n\nAt the moment the ship had to make the jump in haste the raiders had made a\nshot that their engine exhaust. The chain reaction between the repulsive\ngravity of the nearby star, the extra power absorbed from the blast, and the\ninaccuracy of in system interstellar jumps caused the ship to propel far\nfurther than it had expected.\n\nThey had arrived in another galaxy. They had arrived in a system that had a\nplanet that could be made livable. They had no choice but to crash land\nbecause of damage from their ship.\n\nThey soon found out what would be the fact of life here. They could only\nsustain a small population because much of the planet was wasteland. Only\nwhere they landed had a tropical rain forest. They could attempt to increase\nthe livable area, but it would take thousands of years with their\nresourcelessness.\n\nIn a few short years they had managed to construct a small community.\nBuildings were easy to build because of the amount of metal their damaged ship\nhad. They did not know how to make anything of elaborate garb. All they had\naround were trees and some grass land. So by this time their clothing had worn\nout and virtually everyone went naked because of the temperature.\n\nIn the next fourty years or so population had increased dramatically because\nof the new situation with horny boys with no clothing to speak of.\n\nThe colony elders had to make a decision. It was likely to be a hard one to\nmake. There were no materials to make clothes out of, and their food\nproduction would be maxxed out in as little as two generations.\n\nThey already centrally education their youth. So it was decided that\ncastration was the only way. But they could not castrate everybody, and they\nwould not want to castrate any of the smartest ones. For if they did that\ntheir population would only get dumber.\n\nThe colony had 15000 people of age, and 7500 under age. The immediate need was\nto be able to classify all of the young people. The first effect was to tag\nand number every boy and girl under 15. Over that age it was decided was too\nold to change anything.\n\nStarting with the oldest to youngest they pupils had a number etched near\ntheir right shoulder-blade with a hot iron. The boys then had a tag clamped\ninbetween their testicles. The girls would have it clamped into the side of\ntheir clitoris.\n\nEducation was split into three stages. The pupils younger than 4 were just\nbeing taken care of with some introductory education. Pupils younger than 10\nwere taughts the regular courses plus chess and other skill games.\n\nUpon graduating the second level the pupils would be fit with their life\ndeciding device. In the case of boys it was simply a clip that went around\ntheir testicles. In the case of girls it was a device that surrounded their\ntubes.\n\nThe elders decided that the pupils would have to prove themselves smart enough\nand skilled enough to procreate.\n\nThe first challenge was marks. The pupils that were less than 60% in tests\nwere set for the castration process to clip them at some random time.\n\nThe second challenge was games. There were four types of games to choose from.\n\nChess was the first. The pupils would play and when there was a checkmate the\npupil would be clipped right when the move was made.\n\nBlackjack was the second. The pupils would play with 200 chips and whoever\nended up with zero at the end out of three players were clipped.\n\nPoker was the third. There would be five players, and 200 chips to bet. Like\nBlackjack the clip happened right when a player lost their last hand.\n\nSoccer was the fourth. In this case there were 10 players on each side, and\nthe first team to get 10 points got to see the players on the other team all\nclipped. In the case of the boys you could see them drop on the field.\n\nThe third and final challenge was behaviour. Girls were exempt from this\nchallenge.\n\nThe boys who did this were essentially in a circle of beds with holes in them.\nThey were instructed to have sex with the hole. Those that could satasfy the\nhole would be let free. Those that did not would be clipped right as they were\nejaculating.\n\nAfter a few years there were only 500 of the smartest boys surviving intact.\nThe elders approved of themselves in the operation they had started.\n\nThe colony exists to this day.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My private nurse", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "My own private caretaker decides my balls should be removed.", "Text": "` While I was recovering from back surgery recently, my insurance coverage\nprovided me with a home nurse. The visiting nurses rotated but now and then I\ngot a very attractive brunette with a killer set of tits. She offered me\nmassages and I always took them farther than they should have gone. Eventually\nI got her to massage my back with only a towel covering me. She was doing a\ngood job of getting my cock hard that day. My sack of nuts had always\ndisappointed me and I decided long ago I would like it removed but I never\nthought I would have the nerve to ask my nurse to do it! I rolled over on my\nback and showed her how excited she had made me. Sooner than I expected she\ntook the bait and started to jack my cock. I told her of my wishes and she\nsaid even though my testes were on the small side I should keep them. She\nexplained how I probably could cum just fine and that was all it took for me\nto spill my small load into her hands. She shot down and swallowed it like a\npro. Her next visit was a lot more personal than the last and she seemed to be\nexpecting me to let her pull me off again. I told her she could have one more\nseeded load but I wanted my sack emptied right after. She hesitated but\nfinally agreed. I enjoyed my last blowjob as she put her mouth over my cock\nand sucked my last semen out. She told me to drink this special concoction she\nhad made for me and I was drowsy in no time. I do recall her shaving my sack\nand slicing around the top as she slid my scrotum off my now naked testicles.\nShe slowly tied them off and used her scalpel to release those puny little\nnuts I was cursed with. I slowly drifted off to sleep. When I woke up she was\nstroking my legs and said I could now tell everyone what a big set of balls I\nonce had. What a gal!  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Balls on the beach", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Mark's balls are abused by a mico-miniskirted lady.", "Text": "It was a beautiful day and Mark was lying on the nude beach, nude of course.\nThe sun was too hot, but he admired the beautiful naked ladies. One of them,\nabout nineteen, with a perfect figure and as totally naked as him came over to\nthe beach towel where he was lying. She reached down and touched his balls. It\nfelt great. Then she started to squeeze them hard- too hard- MUICH too hard!\n\nMark suddenly woke up from the deep alcohol-induced sleep and opened his eyes.\nThe dream was half right. He was naked, his balls were being squeezed, but he\nwas in a windowless room and it was a bouncer type doing the squeezing.\n\n\u201cEnough,\u201d the blonde woman in a micro mini skirt said. \u201cI don\u2019t want his balls\ndestroyed- yet.\u201d \u201cYes mistress,\u201d answered the man and released Marks nuts- but\nnot before giving a goodbye tug that took away Mark\u2019s breath.\n\n\u201cYou were a very bad boy last night. Do you know who that girl you slept with\nwas? I didn\u2019t think so. That was my lover. She loves me, and I don\u2019t have\nballs. Perhaps she will love you if you don\u2019t have any either.\u201d\n\nSaying this she signaled to the big man who came over to grab Mark. Mark aimed\nhis fist at the man\u2019s jaw and swung with all the force he had. The man easily\nsidestepped the blow and returned the punch- right to Mark\u2019s sac. Mark folded\ninto a fetal position groaning on the floor.\n\n\u201cEnough,\u201d she said. \u201cTie him up- NOW!\u201d Mark was to weak to resist being\nflipped over onto his stomach. Mr. Muscles sat on his back and held him down.\nMiniskirt helped to tie his hands and legs together and roll him over. \u201cEmpty\nyour balls into my lover. Let\u2019s see if you enjoy emptying them for me.\u201d\n\nSaying this, she grabbed his nut-sac in her left hand, tightly, right under\nthe balls, took off her shoe, and brought it down very hard on his nuts. Over\nand over. Each one hurt worse than the one before. Harder, harder, harder.\nMark\u2019s tenderized testicles produced pain he had never imagined.\n\n\u201cStop, stop. Oh my god, no more please. Do anything you want, but not that.\u201d\nHe was pleading.\n\nHe shut his eyes not to see and blacked out.\n\n\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, sweetheart?\u201d He heard a voice say. Wake up, wake up! Mark\nopened his eyes and saw how blue the water was and how white the sand. His\ngirlfriend was lying next to him playing with his sac. \u201cWhat a dream that\nwas,\u201d he thought and jumped on top of her and gave her the hardest fuck he had\nhad ever given anybody in his whole life and when he came it was more of an\nexplosive release than an orgasm.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Aztecs 2", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "One boy fulfils his sacrifice as another makes himself available to become the next candidate.", "Text": "` AZTECS `\n\nBy Pueros\n\nChapter 2 - Tezozo\n\n(Tenochtitlan, midsummer's day, 1520)\n\nThe young splayed sungod soon spurted his sacred seed into the waiting bowl,\nwhich the acolyte would swiftly take inside the pyramid for it must be\nretained in its liquid state until needed. The divine substance would be\ncautiously transferred into a tiny red pottery urn, emblazoned with the yellow\nsunburst, which would then be kept in a cool storeroom in a carefully\nmaintained container of snow, part of a large supply brought daily from the\nsacred mountain, Popocatepetl. Similarly painted pottery boxes, which would\nalso be placed in the snow, awaited certain of the sungod's human organs.\n\nThe first of these was about to be removed from the young sungod's beautiful\nearthly form. The High Priest held the light-skinned boy's now softening penis\nfirmly in his left hand whilst he placed the re-sharpened sacred sacrificial\nknife against the underneath of the lad's deliciously smooth scrotum with his\nother hand. With practised skill, he began the incision that would unman the\nboy. The sungod screamed as agony overcame his sense of spiritual destiny and\nblood began to spurt all over the plinth and onto the High Priest's hands and\nrobe, but this did not deter the man because he had become accustomed to such\nmessy reactions. This would be the fifteenth time that he had performed this\nparticular rite, and he had had to emasculate thousands of others during the\nrituals of other ceremonies.\n\nThe knife advanced upwards and both the screams and blood flowed relentlessly.\nThe blade soon began to appear either side of the upper base of the cock and,\nwith one last push and rip, the sungod's genitals were dangling above his\nloins in the grip of the High Priest's left hand. The held them up for the now\nagonised and horrified boy to see before showing them to the cheering masses\nat the foot of the pyramid.\n\nThe boy would quickly bleed to death if left but the High Priest had one more\nfunction to perform that would bring forward the sungod's return to the\nheavens. Having placed the severed sexual organs in the proffered bowl, he\ncarefully used the bloodied knife to slice open a circle of skin on the boy's\nleft chest. As the man peeled back the flesh, he saw the sternum and ribs\nunderneath. He prised apart these bones with the knife, aided by his left\nhand, and soon saw the full beating heart. He gripped the throbbing organ in\nhis left hand and skilfully started the cutting necessary to extract it from\ninside the sungod's body with the knife held in the other. The still-vibrating\ncardiovascular organ was soon raised from the now quietened boy and being\ndisplayed to the rapturous throng.\n\nThe boy's body, now free of its divinity, was disposed of in the same way as\nthe previous 99 young victims of this midsummer's morning.\n\n(Eastern coastal plain, Central America, same time)\n\n13 years old Tezozo was standing proudly shoulder to shoulder with his father\nand his people's other warriors. They were lined up to defend their homeland\nagainst the invading Aztec army, which greatly outnumbered them and was slowly\nadvancing towards them. The father glanced at his light-skinned, golden haired\nblue-eyed son, whom he loved as if he was his own. However, the boy had\nactually been a present left within his mother by a strange white man who,\nwith others, had come ashore from an equally strange boat to attack their\ncoastal town, pillaging and raping. The lad had suffered taunts from his peers\nduring his early boyhood because of his appearance but stood up for himself\nwell and eventually gained their respect and many friends. He had also\nrecently proved himself a man twice over. He had started to produce his own\nseed and had accordingly been wed to a girl of the same age, who was now with\nchild. Additionally, and more significantly, he had killed his first Aztec, a\nyoung man who was part of a large raiding party that attacked the town. As a\nresult, the boy was declared a warrior, the youngest amongst his people, and\nwould now have the opportunity to try to kill more invaders.\n\nThe father realised that they were about to die and looked forward to meeting\nhis son again in paradise. He had sent the rest of the family to a remote\nvillage in the hope that they would be safe from the Aztecs for he knew this\nbattle would be lost, although he hoped that his people's tiny army would be\ntaking many invaders with them into the afterworld. Their general was in front\nof the line and signalled the charge. Tezozo and his father therefore started\nrunning towards the mass of Aztecs, attired only in small blue loincloths and\narmed with only a dagger and a spear. As they neared the enemy, the young\nboy's erection increased.\n\nThe clash between the two lines of warriors was ferocious but the subsequent\nfight was short. Tezozo saw his father fall after a spear had struck him in\nthe chest. The boy managed to exact revenge on the thrower by spearing him in\nthe stomach. He also knifed another Aztec in the neck before darkness\noverwhelmed his mind. His blood-spattered body fell on top of that of his dead\nfather.\n\nTezozo awoke with a sore head for he had been hit with a slingshot. He found\nthat his hands had been bound tightly behind him with rope, which was attached\nto the neck of another captive sitting two paces behind him. His own neck was\nfixed by another rope to a prisoner sitting two paces in front. In fact, there\nwas an inter-connected line of about forty prisoners, all guarded by heavily\narmed Aztecs. Tezozo was immediately sorry that he had survived the battle for\njoining his father in paradise was much more preferable to being enslaved or\nsacrificed by these evil conquerors. However, he and the others were soon\nmaking the long march towards Tenochtitlan and their fate.\n\n(To be continued in Chapter 3 - 'Selection')\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 55, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Series: Part VI -- The Castration Apprentice", "Tags": "BI, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "None", "Text": "I still remember the day I was chosen.  I was a young priestess \nthen.   The High Priestess summoned me to her chamber.  As soon as I \nentered, I knew something serious was in store.  She was dressed in \nformal gown.  With her were two other high ranking priestesses, also \nformally dressed.  I made my salute.  The High Priestess took my \nhands and guided me to the small shrine in the chamber.  I kneeled \nand said a short prayer to Goddess.  Then the High Priestess dipped \nher finger into the gold cup of fragrant oil, and anointed me.  Then \nshe said: \"You have been chosen to be a castrater.  Priestess Camile \nwill be your trainer.\"\n\n\n\nI was almost in shock.  There was no indication that I would be \nchosen.  The door to the highest rank of priestess opened in front of \nme.  Every important priestess in Amazonia was a castrater.  In \nancient time, after First Queen conquered the males, she had most \nmales castrated and then issued the Castration Edict.  Every cock and \nball in Amazonia must be cut off.  That meant both men and animals. \nThe job was given to priestesses.  In every ceremony, the castrater \npriestess had a prominent role. Castration excites us sexually.  It \nwas given to so few to actually do it.  \n\n\n\nCamile was beautiful.  She was about five years older than me, \nalready a fully qualifying castrater.  She would teach me everything \nand help me in every way.  For a while, she would have to do \neverything from the beginning again so I could learn.  She explained \nto me that it was a lot more than cutting off the cocks and balls.  I \nhad to learn how to dress the wounds.   I had to learn a lot of \nceremonies.  Every cock and ball in Amazonia ended up as an offering \nto Goddess.  \n\n\n\nMy first lesson was a horse.  Camile showed me how to stroke his \ncock, making it hard.  Every cock should be big and hard before we \ncut it off.  She showed me how to use my fingers and nails, how to \ngrab and rub it.  She showed me the symptoms that it is about to \nshoot its cum and how to stop it.  It was amazing to feel the heat \nand pulse of the big hard cock.  We took half an hour before she \nhanded me the knife.  I had seen castration before, but doing it was \ndifferent.  I could not imagine how much it aroused me to actually do \nit. But an important part of the training was to control the lust.  \nWe had to finish the castration before we could make love. The \nhorse\u2019s owner would not be pleased with a dead horse.  She taught me \nhow to tend the wound, how to prepare the cock and balls for \noffering. \n\n\n\nIt took far too long to finish everything and gave the owner the cock \nand balls.  She took them into the temple.  Apprentices were not \nallowed to castrate anything inside the temple.  There was a special \narea for us to work.  Camile finally rewarded me with a deep long \nkiss.  My body was on fire.  I almost tore her clothes off.   It took \nseven orgasms to calm me down.  Afterwards, she stroke my hair and \nsaid: \"You are as hot as I was the first time.  We are going to make \nlove a lot.\"  We were still lovers, thirty years later.\n\n\n\nIt took me a year to get to the next stage: castrating a man.  It is \ntotally different from castrating an animal.  Without cock and balls, \nhe could not be a sex slave any more.  All castrations were \nsacrifices.  Castrating a man was a lot more exciting.  It was a lot \nharder to control the lust.  The ceremonies were a lot more \nelaborate.  I began by helping Camile.  It would be nearly a year \nbefore I weld the knife.\n\n\n\nThe harvest was great.  The High Priestess of the region decided to \nsacrifice a slave to make special offering.  Camile told me the day \nbefore that I would be the castrater.  I almost had an orgasm.  We \nwent to the Temple\u2019s Preparation Chamber just after sunset.  The \ntemple was deserted.  The slave was already stripped, washed, and \ntied spread out to the sturdy X-shaped wooden frame.  Junior \npriestesses did it earlier.  We took off our lace gown and \nunderwear.   His huge cock got hard.  Camile went to the table and \ngot a bowl of oil.  I poured oil on the slave\u2019s chest.  I had to rub \nhis whole body with oil.  I did it slowly, my big tits swinging \nslightly.  He was getting aroused.  So was I.  Camile stood closely \nbehind me.   Her body brushed my back slightly from time to time. \n\n\n\nThe slave\u2019s body was totally covered in flagrant oil, except his cock \nand balls.  I stood just in front of his cock, Camile holding my body \nfrom behind.  I dripped a few drops of oil on his cock.  Then I \ngrabbed his balls and slowly massaged the oil into it.  I had never \ntouched a man\u2019s balls before.  He mourned with pleasure.  Then I did \nthe same thing to his huge cock, so hot, so desperate for relieve.  \nHe thrust his hips up and down, fucking my hands.  I had no fear that \nhe would cum.  All males had to wear the magic cock ring which \nstopped them from shooting their loads.\n\n\n\nCamile\u2019s hands were stroking my body.  She was kissing me.  I was \nstill holding the huge cock inches from my pussy.  I wanted to feel \nit inside me.  I hesitated.  Nobody told me not to do it.  But I had \nseen animals do it before and hard to imagine it invading me.  \nFinally, I mounted him.  Camile held me, supporting my body.  It was \nviolent.  Pleasure racked my body.  It went on and on.  \n\n\n\nWhen I finally regained control of myself, I was horrified.  What had \nI done?  \"Nothing\", said Camile.  \"Slaves are not forbidden \npleasure.  Goddess made them to pleasure us.  Every priestess enjoyed \nthem the night before.  Many people went to the pleasure houses to \nenjoy the slaves.  You just have never enjoyed this pleasure.\"  \nEmbolden, I mounted him again, this time slower.  After many orgasms, \nI realized that Camile did not have any.  I told her it was her \nturn.  To my surprise, she refused.  \"Tonight is for you.\"  I  was \nspent.  I got oil all over my body.  I put oil on the slave again, \nwith special attention to the cock and balls.  Then Camile took me \nhome.  \n\n\n\nThe High Priestess came out, chanting prayer.  Camile and I were \nbehind her, followed by junior priestesses who carried the slave on \nthe wooden frame.  Camile carried a golden tray with the gold knife \nand a small bottle of sacred oil.  A table had been set on the stone \nplatform in front of the temple, with candles and incense burning.  \nMany people were already there.  Castration always draws a big \ncrowd.  After we said the prayers and made the offering, the High \nPriestess made the gesture for me to go ahead.\n\n\n\nI walked to the frame, facing the crowd.  Everyone could see the \ncastration.  Camile handed me the sacred oil.  I grabbed the cock \nwith my left hand.  He trusted his hip, fucking my hand.  I poured \nthe oil on his cock head and handed the bottle back to Camile.  I \nrubbed the oil on the cock head, chanting the prayer.  I was getting \nvery excited.  Suddenly, I felt Camile\u2019s hand on my back, calming me \ndown.  I could not have done it properly without her help.  After the \nprayers, I held out my right hand and Camile gave me the knife.\n\n\n\nThere was no laws or tradition to tell the castrater how to do it.   \nI talked with Camile many times.  I decided to cut of the cock with \none quick stroke.  I wanted it as big and hard as possible.  The \nballs could take their time.  One swift stroke and the cock came off \nin my left hand.  I put it on the golden tray Camile held out.  The \ncrowd cheered, jumping up and down.  I saw something else they could \nnot see.  His hot white cum, now unrestricted by the magic cock ring, \nshot out with the blood.  I grabbed the balls, squeezed them hard a \ncouple of times, just to see more cum shooting out.  Then I slowly \ncut off the sac with the balls in it.  They joined the cock on the \ngolden tray.  I handed the knife to Camile and took the tray to the \nHigh Priestess.  She put it on the table, in the place of honor.  It \nis surrounded by several sets of animal cocks and balls we castrated \nearlier that morning.\n\n\n\nFrom my first cock, it took me another three years to finish the \ntraining.  After I became a fully qualifying castrater. Camile told \nme the secret.  It was easy to learn all the technique and ceremony, \nbut hard to control the lust.  That was the real difference between \nan apprentice and a fully qualified castrater.  Since then, I had \nremained close to Camile.  We are lovers still.  I had trained two \napprentices.  I never became High Priestess.  I did not mind.  I \nloved to castrate cocks and balls.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 166, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ontario woman tears off husband's testicles (News item)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, True story (News report)", "Summary": "", "Text": "` From the Globe and Mail: `\n\n\\---\n\nGentlemen -- get ready to squirm. It's a story few men can hear without\nscrunching their faces, crossing their legs and gasping.\n\nA man from Pickering, east of Toronto, returned home to meet his live-in\ngirlfriend early yesterday morning.\n\nThe man was fresh from his 46th birthday party with friends, but police say\nhis night was far from over.\n\nPolice say the two began to fight, and during the scrap, the woman got a hold\nof her partner's testicles and yanked so hard she tore them from his scrotum.\n\nThe extent of the damage is unclear.\n\nThe man was sent to hospital but there's no word on whether surgery was\nsuccessful.\n\nUrologist Philip Klotz says an injury such as this is very rare, especially at\nthe bare hands of another person.\n\nKlotz says it ``must have been one hell of a pull.''\n\nThe woman was arrested and charged with aggravated assault.\n\nHer bail hearing is scheduled for today.\n\nNo names have been released.\n\n\\---\n\nFrom another paper:\n\n\\---\n\nLove hurts and Barrington Wynn may know it better than anyone.\n\nThe 46-year-old Ontario man had his testicles torn off Monday morning, but he\nsays he deserved it and still loves his wife.\n\nWynn admitted he arrived home drunk early Monday morning and was slapping his\n15-year-old son when his wife grabbed him below the belt, dug in with her\nnails and tugged.\n\nDonna Crichton was charged with aggravated assault.\n\nWynn was taken to hospital in Toronto where doctors froze his wound and\nreassembled the family jewels.\n\nBut despite his pain, Wynn says he doesn't believe his wife should have been\ncharged.\n\nCrichton was released on two-thousand dollars bail yesterday.\n\nShe's not allowed to have any contact with Wynn as a condition of her bail,\nbut will continue to live with her kids in Pickering, east of Toronto.\n\nCrichton's lawyer says it's a ``puzzle'' that Wynn wasn't also charged.\n\nWynn says he isn't leaving his woman for ''nobody in the world.''\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Master's Collection", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "None", "Text": "I received a typed letter in the mail a few days ago.  It didn't \nhave a return address or even a name.  I read the letter several \ntimes, and I decided to do exactly what it said.\n\nOn Saturday night at seven o'clock, I went to the Motel 6 on Dania \nBeach Boulevard.  The motel is located about a half mile from the \nbeach.  It is basically the only building on the small stretch of \nroad between US 1 and A1A.  There are many tall evergreens on both \nsides of the motel.  I went to room 212 and knocked twice on the \ndoor.  I turned the knob and went inside.  I closed and locked the \ndoor behind me.  The room was pitch black except for the crack of \nlight shining underneath the bathroom door.  I walked toward the \nlight and opened the door.  I did not turn around to look behind \nme.  \n\nI went inside the bathroom and closed the door.  I did not lock \nit.  I sat down on the toilet lid and removed my shoes and socks.  \nI pulled my shirt over my head.  I then stood up and pulled my \npants and underwear off.  I picked my clothes up from the floor and \nneatly folded and placed them on top of the toilet tank.  I took a \nshower concentrating on my crotch and ass.  I got out of the shower \nand dried myself off.  An enema preparation had been left for me in \nthe bathroom.  I applied some petroleum jelly left in the bathroom \nto the tip of the enema applicator.  I slowly inserted the enema \ninto my hole and released the valve to let the warm liquid flow \ninto me.  When the enema bag had been emptied of all the liquid and \nI could hold no more, I lifted the toilet lid and sat down.  I then \nrepeated the procedure.  After preparing myself, I turned off the \nbathroom light and opened the bathroom door.  So far, I had done \neverything exactly as I had been told.\n\nI made my way in the dark to the bed farthest from the window and \nlaid down on my back.  The room temperature was comfortable, but I \nstarted shaking anyway.  A large hand touched me on my chest.  I \njumped and tried to sit up.  The massive hand held me down and \ncalmly rubbed my chest to soothe my nerves.  My arms were pulled \nabove my head and fastened to straps attached to the headboard.  I \nwas frightened of what this person was going to do to me.  My 5\" \ndick was harder than it had ever been in my life, and I could feel \nit standing straight up in the air.  My eyes had not yet adjusted \nto the dark, and I was straining to see who was in the room with \nme.  \n\nA small light came on above my groin.  The top of the light was \ncovered by a hood so that the light was concentrated on my cock.  \nEnough light had permeated the room so that I could see at the foot \nof the bed a tall, slender figure dressed in black.  I tried to \nfocus my eyes on the head, but I couldn't see a face.  It appeared \nthat the head was covered by a hood of black cloth or a mask.  I \nfinally made out the eyes shining through two holes.  They were \nemerald green.  They watched me.  I opened my mouth, but before any \nwords could escape, my captor made a gesture of silence.  \n\nThe dark figure moved beside me and wrapped his hand around my \npenis.  The feeling was like no other feeling that I have ever \nexperienced.  That simple move made me feel as if by touching my \npenis he had taken from me my entire life.  He had purchased me and \nnow I belonged to him.  He now knows everything about me, all my \nhidden thoughts, my past, my present, and the most frightening \nthing of all - my future.\n\nHe moved his hand down to my small balls and gently fondled them.  \nI had learned in this short period of time that this hand belonged \nto a very powerful, strong man.  He removed his hand and lifted a \nblack bag from the floor beside the bed.  He opened his bag and \nremoved a long, silver, shiny blade.\n\nMy eyes got big with fear and I pulled on my restraints.  He \nwhispered in a deep, masculine, soothing voice, \"Lie very still.\"  \nI trusted him.  He was in complete control.  He removed shaving \ncream from his bag and began to shave the hair from around my dick \nand on my balls.  When he was finished, he wiped away the excess \nshaving cream with a towel.  \n\nHe lifted my legs and pulled them above my head.  He fastened my \nankles to two more leather belts that were secured to the \nheadboard.  My ass and balls were exposed for his use.  He pulled \nfrom his bag a black leather strap that had a buckle on the end and \na ball attached to the center.  I began to protest as my fear \ngrew.  I wanted to change my decision to come here.  I wanted to go \nhome.  He put the ball in my mouth and buckled the strap behind my \nhead.  \n\nHe pulled a syringe from his black bag.  I felt the sting as he \ninserted the needle into my arm and pumped an unknown liquid into \nmy body.  I remained wide awake, but could no longer feel \nanything.  After a few minutes, he returned to the bed and began \nshaving the little hairs from around my exposed asshole.  He \nbrought over to the bed a metal tray that held sterile knives and \nscissors. All I could do was look in horror.  \n\nHe took a small knife from the tray and lowered it toward my \nscrotum.  Tears began streaming down my face and my vision became \nblurry as he began cutting my scrotum down the middle between my \nballs.  He gently reached up with a towel to wipe my tears, but \nthen went back to work on my testicles.  After completing the cut, \nhe pulled the skin back on both sides so that my balls popped out \nof their casing.  I could see my balls and the cord that kept them \nattached to my body.  He picked up the right one and held the \nlittle round ball in his massive long fingers.  He pulled it \nfurther from my body then lowered his head toward my crotch.\n\nAs his head came closer to me, he lifted the bottom of his hood to \nexpose his mouth.  He opened his mouth and put my testicle inside \nof it.  I couldn't feel any pain.  I felt only pressure, but \ncombined with what I was seeing, I began ejaculating all over my \nstomach and chest.  I felt as if by sucking on my exposed testicle, \nhe was causing all of the sperm in it to be shot out.\n\nHe took my ball out of his mouth, picked up a pair of scissors from \nthe metal tray, and snipped the cord that kept it attached to my \nbody.  I kept screaming, \"No! No!\"  But the words never escaped my \nlips and were heard only by me.  He then did the same to my other \nball.  I thought that I would pass out, but I couldn't.  I tried, \nbut I couldn't.  I wanted this nightmare to be over.  \n\nHe placed both of my severed testicles into a small glass jar and \nsealed the lid.  He put the jar into his black bag.  He began \nsewing up the incision he had made in my scrotum.  My sack was now \nempty, only loose skin hung where once my nuts had been.  I prayed \nthat he would not severe my penis.  When he finished his sewing, he \nstepped back from the bed and began removing his clothes.  When he \nwas completely naked except for the black mask, I noticed he had a \nvery muscular body. He had a broad chest, narrow waist, was very \nwell defined and hairy.  I looked at his erect penis.  To my \namazement, he had only an inch protruding from the wiry mass of \nhair between his legs.  As my eyes drifted further downward, I \nnoticed his balls.  His manly sack hung halfway down to his knees.  \nIt was huge!  I couldn't understand how this was possible.  He saw \nmy surprise and moved closer to the bed and closer to my face.  He \nheld up his sack and started separating his balls.  But, he had \nmore than two!  He must have had about 8 or 9 pairs in his \nscrotum!  \n\nHe then got on top of me and inserted his tiny erection into my \nanus.  He was careful not to break my stitches in my empty \nscrotum.  After squirting his hot man-juice into my warm hole, he \ngave me another shot in the arm and I immediately fell asleep.\n\nI awoke several hours later, lying on the beach, with the sun just \nbeginning to rise over the ocean.  I was completely dressed except \nfor my shoes and socks.  I was very sluggish at first, wondering \nhow I had gotten there.  Then I remembered!  The night before!  My \nballs!  I got up and made my way to a gas station across the \nstreet.  I went into the men's room and locked the door.  I kept \nrepeating over and over in my head, \"Please let my balls be there!  \nPlease let my balls be there!\"  I quickly pulled down my pants and \nunderwear.  I felt for my balls.  I couldn't feel them!  I pulled \nmy hand away and there was a little blood on my fingers.  I looked \nbetween my legs.  They were gone!  I started to cry and I just fell \non the floor.\n\nAfter a few minutes, someone knocked on the door of the men's \nroom.  I got up, pulled up my pants, and dried my face with some \ntoilet tissue.  I left the gas station and walked in the direction \nof the Motel 6.  After some thought, I became very proud.  Very \nproud to have contributed my most important possession to my \nMaster's collection.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 136, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Teen Penises Trapped", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, MINOR, penis mutilation, orgasm denial", "Summary": "Teen boys penises are permanently bound up so they grow deformed.", "Text": "` Penis constriction is a way of permanently wrecking the penis of a growing\nmale. I am pleased to say it is still done in some boys homes and youth\nprisons. `\n\nTo constrict a penis, first fit a metal ring over the base, pressing into the\nabdomen (you will probably have to shave him). It should fit snugly round the\npenis. Another ring goes round the shafe and another just behind the glans.\nThe foreskin is pulled back first on uncircumcized boys. Two wires attached to\nthis ring are looped over the glans and two more attach it to the ring at the\nbase. Fuinally the base ring is sown into the skin. The penis is now\ncompletely trapped in snug fitting metal which is never removed.\n\nAt first the boy just feels a little uncomfortable. Within a few days he is\nvery troubled because he cannot masturbate, or even have erections. Then, as\nthe penis trys to grow rapidly through puberty, it gets hemmed in by the\nmetal. It bulges out through and the boy watches helplesly as his penis\nbecomes totally miss-shapen over the long teen years. The rings and wires are\nnot too thin, about 1 mm so they press against the penis without cutting it.\nThe rings have a bulge by the urethra so the boy can pee normally. Even if the\nmetal is removed in adulthood, the penis is premanently deformed and the\nwounds where the metal pressed do not fade. With or without the metal on, the\nman can not use his penis to satisfy his sexual needs.\n\nBoys homes and other institutions in many countries have used this method on\nthousands of young penises and they have refined the process. This is a\nversion from catholic Eastern Europe.\n\nThe boy is fitted on his 13th birthday. For maximum mental and phsyical effect\nhe is kept chaste before the event, one week for each centimetre of his\nerection. On his birthday all the boys are assembled in the main hall. He is\ntied naked between two posts, arms and legs spread. The lucky boy is given a\nnice birthday present, one last, long erection.The staff stimulate\nhiserogenous zones and tickle his genitals with a feather. The erection is\nkept going for an hour and then left to slowly subside (the staff make sure\nthe boy does not cum. If he does he is severely punished and sent back for a\ndouble chastity period and the event is repeated). The frustrated young penis\ntakes a long time to become totally soft. Once it has completely shrunk back\nthe rings are fitted. There is only one size of ring and one permitted length,\nif a boys penis is too big for his age he is still forced into the standard\nsize. Boys coming up to 13 sit in the front row so they can see the procedure\nin detail. All under 13's are free to masturbate so they discover its joys and\ndevelop their sex urges like any other male. But they know what is going to\nhappen to them.\n\nThe boy remains standing while the other boys are forced to file past and hold\nhis genitals in their hands for a few seconds each. Nobody speaks to him at\nany time during the ceremony. He is then taken to the over 13's dormitory. The\nonly teen boys dormitory where nodoby ever masturbates. Here the older boys up\nto 21 show him the long term effects of the metal constraints on their\npenises.\n\nI would love to discuss this with anyone interested.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 42, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Campout", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "a camping trip turns into a nightmareby dolphinracer aka psycho bitch", "Text": "` It started out as a normal camping trip for Steve and lover Nick. Also along\non their trip were their two closest friends Lisa and Tiffany, who were\nlesbians. `\n\nThe four found the perfect spot in a secluded wooded area with a small lake.\nAfter pitching their tents, one for the girls and one for the guys, they all\ndecided to go swimming. None of them brought bathing suits, for they had all\nseen each other naked before and thought nothing of it. They were in the lake\nskinny dipping and slashing each other playfully when two police officers\nwalked over to their campsite. The officers looked at the tents, and then the\ngroup of friends.\n\n\"This is private property\" The taller police officer said.\n\n\"We didn't see any signs\" Steve told him.\n\n\"Hey, I know you\" the shorter police officer said to him. \"You're that little\nfaggot from town.\"\n\nTiffany spoke up in defense of her friend. \"That's not a very nice word\" She\nsaid. \"Besides, what has he ever done to anyone?\"\n\n\"Shut up you little fag lover\" the cop snapped. \" I want the two fags out of\nthat lake NOW\"\n\nSteve and Nick waded out of the lake, dripping wet and shivering because the\nsun had gone behind a cloud. The taller cop grabbed Steve and cuffed his hands\nbehind his back as the shorter cop grabbed Nick and did the same thing to him.\nThey then threw the guys down on the ground and took turns kicking Steve in\nthe nuts. Tiffany and Lisa kept yelling at the cops to stop, but the evil\npolicemen paid no attention to them and continues their brutal assaults to the\nmen.\n\nThe tall cop pulled out what at first glance looked like a gun. Lisa took a\ncloser look and saw that it was a nailgun. The cop pointed the nail gun at\nSteve's balls and fired a nail thru each nut. The girls were huddled together\ncrying as the cops laughed at Steve, who was wailing from the pain. The cop\nthen turned the nailgun on Nick and fired two nails into his sac.\n\nThe smaller cop pulled out a knife and sliced their dicks into two halves,\nlaughing at the crying men.\n\nThe cops looked at each other. \" I think our work here is done\" one of them\nsaid. \"You girls need to watch who you pick as friends.\" With that, they\nwalked off laughing.\n\nLisa ran over to Steve and Tiffany to Nick. They each wrapped their arms\naround the man they had chosen and helped him walk back to their car to nurse\ntheir wounded groins.\n\nLater that night, after a frantic Lisa broke every speed limit to get the men\nto the hospital, they stood in the room the men shared.\n\n\"We talked to the police and they said there have been several attacks on gay\nmen by two men dressed as policemen.\" she told them.\n\n\"They apparently are former cops who were let go because of their treatment to\ngay men.\" Tiffany added. \"I promise, this is not the end of this. We will get\nthese gay bashers and punish them accordingly.\"\n\nto be continued  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "One boy's Loss", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "I belong to a ring of other Masters that own one or more boy(s) who fight each other to unmercilous lengths to win the honor of their Masters. The following article desbribes the prize that was offered to the winning Master.", "Text": "` In our negotiations, the other Masters and I decided that if our boy won, we\nwould receive the lossing boys for the remainder of the night, no holds...or\nholes...barred. 'Buzz' as the Dominants called him, 'Master Jon' as he was\ncalled by his and the other boys, was staying with me for the weekend. We met\nin Amsterdam during Leather Days four or five years prior, and he was eager\nfor me to meet his latest boy. Jon's boy, Michael, had been an exceptionally\ndevoted and loyal slave for three years, and only the month prior to their\nvisit Michael had given his testicles to Buzz during a castration ceremony. `\n\nThe last match was between my boy and Buzz's, and it was by far the most\nunmercilous and longest, with my boy winning, but barely. Buzz's boy submitted\nto me for the evening, and gave me one of his testicles which had been\npreserved with liquid nitrogen. Prior to enjoying the pain-racked body of\nBuzz's property, I had my slave have sex with the loser...my boy the Top for\nonce...before I forced Buzz's slave to swallow the testicle he had given me.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 8, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sort of For Bboy", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, MINOR", "Summary": "A boy. A cock. A knife.", "Text": "` It is so easy to think about this. The way it should have gone. The way it\nshould have finished. `\n\nBut nothing is so easy. So often life just does its own thing and we end up\nwith what we really wanted regardless of what we thought we wanted.\n\nThis is the story of Ricky and Jamie. Two boys, just playing and changing\ntheir lives forever. Not because they wanted to, but simply because it was\nmeant to be.\n\nA boy. A cock. A knife. Sometimes things can get so out of hand.\n\nWe've all been there. The silly games under the duvet. The 'I bet you won't'\ngames that can get out of hand.\n\nHe was Jamie, 13, and I was Ricky, 14. A year older, but not necessarily\nwiser.\n\nIt is easy to get things wrong when you are young and naive.\n\nWe got drunk. Dad's liqour from the cupboard when he was out line dancing.\n\nAnd we decided to play a game.\n\nBeing horny as hell at 13 and 14 is not too difficult.\n\nIt started out easily. Just a game. Nothing serious.\n\nBut then suddenly the game got rough. Somehow we decided that the stakes had\nto get higher. I was bigger and so I called the shots. I got a knife from the\ncupboard.\n\nWe'd play for blood stakes. And it started with the finger cutting as all\nschool boy games start. Blood brothers and all that crap.\n\nJamie lost. He always lost.\n\nThen we (or me mainly) thought we'd raise the ante.\n\nPalms. Cool. And painful. Jamie lost again.\n\nWhat about if he lost, he should take his pants off?\n\nI liked that. I wanted to fuck him but never said anything about it.\n\nYou couldn't. Rep and all that. But here was a chance.\n\nI said if he lost again he must take off his pants. He agreed.\n\nI secretly think he wanted it.\n\nHe threw the dice. And I lost. I took off my pants.\n\nWe threw again. Now he was naked and so was I.\n\nI said if he lost again, I would cut his cock a little with the knife. He\nummed and ahhed and then said ok.\n\nWhoa I thought. I get to cut him. He said if I lost he could cut me.\n\nOk. That's fair. I threw the dice. Jamie was so pissed I fixed the dice before\nhe saw them\n\nNext thing I know I am holding his cock in my hand and a knife in e other.\nWow!\n\nSuddenly things chaned. We were both drunk and sitting face to face, naked. I\nheld the knife to his cock and he just looked at me.\n\nIt wasn't a game any more. I knew we were doing something amazing.\n\nHis look just said yes. And I held the knife there. Right under his cock,\nlooking into his eyes.\n\nI pressed the knife against the underside of his cock. I pushed and drew\nblood. He closed his eyes. Waiting for the pain.\n\nI looked at him. His eyes closed. Waiting for me to cut his cock off. I pushed\na bit more. It cut deeper.\n\nThen I put the knife down and kissed him.\n\n...........this story is not over............\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Prey", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Man has one last chance to escape......", "Text": "` The women had promised him an hour head=start but his hugely fattened body\nwas exhausted. His 6 month captivity had consisted of non-stop fattening\nmeals, and the castration performed on him by the women had added to his\ngirth. He mulled over in his mind the choice he had been given- a lifetime of\nslavery as a eunuch,or the chance to escape.he had not been told the\nconsequences of capture but the fattening process must be for a reason.. `\n\nHe regained his strength and slowly followed the forest path.Suddenly he heard\nvoices-in the open field alongside the wooded\n\narea-It was the women! he knew he could not outrun them so he lowered himself\ninto gully alongside the path and silently awaited them....The women stopped\nalmost directly above him. They sensed his presence nearby. Each was slim and\nmuscular, their sinewy muscles in contrast to the fat enveloped body of their\nprey. Miraculously they continued along the path.\n\nHe waited till night fall and slowly climbed up the steep hill. His fattened\nobese body winded and exhausted. He caught a whiff of camp-fire-the women had\nsettled in for the nighr nearby. Caught in a maze of indecision he decided to\ncontinue along the path.Suddenly a net fell upon him....His fat body covered\nwith the damp coarse material he saw the women appear.....\n\nThey prodded him toward their camp. \"yes he is one of our fattest\" the slim\nblond leader said..The fear mounted in him as he saw the fate awaiting him- a\nhuge fire and over it a spit...The women squeezed the fat rolls of blubber\nhanging off him and placed the order for the soon to be roasted man flesh...\n\nThe blond woman approached him. \"considering your size and fear you made a\ngood attempt to escape. We offer you this choice- a quick death and then your\nfattened body as our meal...Or 6 more months of fattening and then you become\nour annual feast..And your penis is removed by me...Now...Choose!\n\nThe young women of the colony passed by the \"fattening cage\" daily.....The now\nenormous immobile eunuch was encased in fat-the rolls covering his smooth\ncockless and balless body...\n\nThe blond leader licked in her lips in anticipation of the feast....  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 28, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Villa Adorus: The Roman Sperm Bath", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The story of Villa Adorus. One of Rome's most celebrated sperm bath.", "Text": "Villa Adorus: The Roman Sperm Bath\n\nAs was the custom for many wealthy men of Ancient Rome, public \nbathing offered both a social and hygienic solution to the problems \nassociated with life in 100 AD. What most casual readers or even \nacademics do not realize was the proliferance of private sperm \nbaths offered at certain select baths and many brothels. \n\nOne such sperm bath was operated for well over 200 years by a \nseries of familial owners outside of Rome. Its name was Villa \nAdorus and this is the story of how it operated.\n\n Situated on a little more that a hectare of rural land, Villa \nAdorus was beautifully landscaped and architecturally adorned to \nplease the most refined client. Beneath this marble column edifice \nwas a natural hot spring, which fed a constant supply of warm fresh \nwater to each of 20 private rooms, which were richly decorated and \nvery comfortable. A golden tub shaped as a fanciful Lion was the \nfocal point of each private room, as was the beautiful statuary and \nwall adornments featuring erotic art of every conceivable type and \nfetish.\n\nIn the center of this spectacular villa, was a large rectangular \nroom, which was the Milking room. Next to it was a small-attached \nroom called the Harvest Room. Further away from the Villa Adorus \nwas a vast slave quarters which housed the 2000 slaves from which \nthe sperm was collected. The Romans were clever business owners and \nover the years the proprietors of Villa Adorus had learned through \ntrial and error that the most copious amounts of spermatozoa were \nproduced by young teen males aged 13 \u2013 19 years old. Therefore, \nonly slaves of this age were purchased at the slave markets in \nRome. Many races of slaves were represented, most of Roman descent \nbut many from North Africa and the surrounding Mediterranean \nconquests. Some from as far North as present day France and England.\n\nThe Milking Room was used to provide each of the 20 private rooms \nwith a constant on demand supply of fresh sperm for the client \nbathers. As each Golden Tub could hold up to 17 gallons of sperm, \nthe Milking Room was in production 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. \nEach sperm slave had to be milked a minimum of 7 times per day in \norder to keep up with the constant demand for wholesome fresh \nsperm. The layout of the Milking Room resembled that of a small \nfactory. Every few minutes a shift of up to75 sperm slaves were \nushered in by guards and took their places around a series of \ndozens of round collection bowls which were on white marble \npedestals standing 4 feet high. Approximately 7 slaves would \nsurround the bowl, and immediately begin masturbation. As most of \nthe sperm slaves had been carefully screened for sexual prowess \nupon purchase, the ejaculation of semen was always accomplished in \n10 minutes or less. Much like an assembly line, as soon as one \nsperm slave had finished shooting his load of semen into the bowl, \nhe was quickly replaced by another, and then another. When a bowl \nwas full, it was quickly delivered fresh and hot to the waiting \nbather. And so in this fashion, enough sperm was milked to fill the \ntubs of bathers, as well as gourmets of sperm who not only wished \nto bath but also drink. Some clients, while soaking in the fresh \nsperm also enjoyed watching through a small glass window which \nallowed them a view into the Milking Room. Clients could also \narrange to have selected sperm slaves brought directly into their \ncubicle so that they could drink the semen fresh from the source or \nreplenish the tubs contents with fresh semen. This commanded a \nhigher fee, but was enjoyed by many clients.\n\nThe useful lifespan of a sperm slave seldom lasted beyond the \nnineteenth year. By then, sperm production was beginning to wane \nand the penis which had been milked so many tens of thousands of \ntimes in the space of only a few years had begun to lose its beauty \nand perfect shape. When the day came that the usefulness for a \nslave had ended, the small Harvesting Room was employed. Here on an \nelevated marble slab, the slave was restrained by four guards until \nthe attending physician could harvest the enormous testicles of the \nboy. Though the slave\u2019s sperm production had declined, there was \nstill a strong market among the sperm bather clients for fresh \nhuman testicles. When a client was hungry after a bath, fresh \ntesticles could be consumed upon demand and served either raw or \ncooked. Clients could also take part in the castration if they so \ndesired and in fact could consume the fresh testes in front of the \neunuch from which they had been harvested. The technique for \ngelding was simple. The sperm slave, after being restrained was \nplaces on his hands and knees with the head in a lowed position, \nlegs spread apart. Some client\u2019s would amuse themselves by milking \nthe slave one last time and consuming the life-giving liquid on the \nspot, or could position themselves in front of the slaves head, \nallowing the slave to sodomise the client during the procedure.\nLeather straps were tied to secure the young gelding. A sharp razor \nknife was employed to open the scrotum from top to bottom revealing \nthe large orbs, which had produced so much sperm in their young \nlife. Quickly the physician cut each cord, and removed the \ntesticle. A white-hot cauterizing iron was used to stop bleeding \nand then after the second testicle had been removed, the gelding\u2019s \nscrotum was sewn back in place.\nAfter several weeks of recuperation, the eunuch slaves were either \nsold back into the slave markets for domestic or sexual purposes, \nor kept to work in the Villa.\n\nAnd this was the life enjoyed at Villa Adorus. Those who lived in \nthe nearby countryside said that even years after the Villa was \nfinally closed by the last of its owners, the smell of human sperm \nstill permeated the warm Roman air.\n\n\nN. O'Hara", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dungeon Vixens", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Dungeon Vixens  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    This is a nasty story.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Two women drag in a man and presents him to a woman in dressed in \n    tight leather dominatrix attire.\n    \"What do we have here?\" The leader of the group asked. \n    \"Some looser we bagged coming out of a club... he didn't know what \n    hit him.\"  The three strip off the man's clothing and tie him onto \n    an x-frame mounted on the wall. The leader places a ball-gag over \n    the man's head so he won't make any disturbing noises.  The leader \n    hands the two sharp edged scissors, and they trim the man's pubic \n    hair to a short length.   They put the scissors down and pick up a \n    can of saving cream.  The one on the left sprays cream over the \n    man's cock and balls then the other begins the shave the rest of \n    the hair off.  The man shivers and squirms and she runs over a nick \n    with the razor.  The leader whips off the excess cream with a cold \n    wet hand towel and the man shiver once more.  She produces a sharp \n    scalpel and makes two cuts, one on each side of his scrotum.  Two \n    streams of blood drip down from his sac.  He squirms ever more and \n    tries to move, but he can't.  She signals the other two women and \n    they reach into his sac with tongs and each pull out a testicle.  \n    The leader licks her red lips and bends down to place her mouth \n    over the man's seven-inch cock.  The other two begin sucking on the \n    man's testicles and licking up the dripping blood.  The two women \n    moan and finger their clits as their leader bobs her head slowly up \n    and down.  The man some orgasms, shooting a wad of cum all over the \n    leader's face.  His dick still remains as hard as ever.\n    \"I hope you enjoyed that, because the next is what we do for fun.\"  \n    The leader says.  The other two spit out the man's testicles and \n    let them hang by their cords. They then tie a thin piano string \n    around his cock and balls.  The sting is connected to a bucket.  \n    Above the x-frame is a water faucet.  The leader turns the knob and \n    lets the faucet slowly drip water into the bucket.  As the bucket \n    gets heavier and heavier the piano string gets tighter and tighter, \n    cutting into the flesh of the helpless man's cock and the \n    connecting cords of his balls.  He screams in agony through the \n    ball-gag, but it is only a muffled moan.  The bucket is now half \n    full with water and the metal string slices through his cords, his \n    testicles fall into the bucket making a small splash.  The veins of \n    the man's cock bulge out on the surface.  The leader twist a rubber \n    band tightly around the man's dick so no more blood leaves the \n    man's swelled dick.  An agonizing ten minutes later the bucket \n    falls to the floor as well as the man's dick.  The leader lights a \n    candle and pours melted wax on the cut end of the dick.  The wax \n    dries and seals it so no more blood drips out.\n    \"This will serve me perfectly.\"  The leader unzips the leather flap \n    that covers her tight pussy.  He rubs the cock head over her cunt \n    slowly and then enters it into her vagina.  She brings it in and \n    out moaning with pleasure as she rakes it over her g-spot.  She \n    brings her self to three powerful orgasms in a row.  When she is \n    down she tosses to one of the other two so they can play with their \n    new toy.  The leader reaches into the bucket and grabs the \n    testicles.  She looks up and sees that he passed out.  She puts \n    both of the balls into her mouth an begins sucking on them while \n    she fingers her clit with her thumb and fore-finger.  She them \n    spits out the balls into her hand and places them into her pussy.  \n    She zips up the leather crouch flap and rubs her thighs together, \n    she moans as the balls rub tightly against her vagina walls and \n    move deeper up inside her.  She looks back at the other two women \n    and one is sucking on the cock while crouching over the other's \n    face, being eaten out.   She removes the cock to say.\n    \"We should do this more often.\"\n    \"Yeah, how about next week?\" The leader says.  \"Be sure to get a \n    bigger guy, you two can handle them.\"  The other giggles and hands \n    the cock to the woman below her as moves to give her clit a tongue \n    lashing.\n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628052039/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "More Than One Can Chew", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Kyle met his match one day finding a change in life was going to be needed.", "Text": "` My brother Kyle when back in his teen years had this paper route delivering\nthe local newspaper. He would bike the route rather than drive Mom's car\nsaying he got his exercise. `\n\nAs memory tells it was one day in Fall when the streets were wet and leaves\nfalling made everything quite slippery. Kyle was out doing his route when\npassing Mrs. Bucklote's home her giant Airdale Sam ran out and after Kyle\npeddling legs.\n\nA swift kick in the chops is what Kyle offered but with the leaves and wet he\nsoon found himself laying flat on his back. The bike went one way while Kyle\nrolled the other. It was when he awoke the problem lay directly before him.\n\nSam feeling not too thrilled about getting kicked in the jaw was even then\nlaying there by Kyle. The giant size dog had his teeth bared and lips high\ngrowling and letting Kyle know his thoughts.\n\nTry as dear Brother might he could not inch away from the big mut. The dog lay\nthere crouched down and ready to strike.\n\nAs Kyle tried to get up it became rather apparent his right foot or ankle was\nbroken. The swelling and pain told him he was in trouble. Now jumping about on\none foot and try after failed try to get his bike under him for a slow ride\nhome the dog had other ideas.\n\nThen in a lunge which will mark Kyle for life the giant Airdale chomped into\nKyle's groin barring down hard as teeth punched holes in a dozen touchy\nplaces.\n\nOne's first reaction might be to fight or even run but you can't get far or\nfast on a broken ankle. Worse of course is those sharp teeth of the big doggy\njammed into Kyle's penis, testicles, and crotch.\n\nScream, I'm told by those who lived near by that brother did let out a yell!\n\nThe dog's owner was needed to coax it for releasing Kyle's tender parts but it\nwas the dog who shook his head and tore loose what brother called dear.\n\nThree big chews and a swallow sent brother Kyle's male parts into an Airdale's\nguts to be soon made into dog shit. The hospital offered him little help other\nthan to make him a plastic pecker to pee thru. He's marked for life but has\nthis thing about finding giant Airdale dogs and taking a firm bite out of\ntheir furry groins.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cut and Dried", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, Extreme Fantasy Fun", "Summary": "<SPAN style=\\\"FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: \\'Times New Roman\\'; mso-fareast-font-family: \\'Times New Roman\\'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA\\\">Kimmy\u2019s \u201cpackage\u201d arrives \u2026</SPAN>", "Text": "` `\n\n  \n\nThis Classy Bitch just got off the chat room with her extreme fantasy phone\nsex friend, Kimmy. \u201cI haven\u2019t had a good CBT call all week,\u201d she complained.\n\nShe was, however, happy to receive a promised post-mortem package, described\nin _Suffocation by Cock_ , so her jewelry chest will soon have gold-plated\ngonad earrings. Real conversation \u201cpieces,\u201d so to speak.\n\nThe scrotum will be dried and tanned, she hopes, and cut into three pieces for\na micro-mini string bikini. Personally, I think just the bra would be best,\nbecause Kimmy has a beautiful smooth-shaven pussy that should always be seen.\n\nYes, her young tits are nice too, but having the hard little nipples covered\nwith small swatches of scrotum cloth will be a great look for her. Now, she\u2019s\nalmost ready with a unique, self-designed full ceremonial wardrobe for real\nsessions of extreme domination. It\u2019s hard to believe that such a cute young\nthing can be so charmingly cruel.\n\nShe\u2019s a bargain babe at two bucks a minute. I\u2019m her friend, but she even\ncharges me to phone chat about her extreme adventures. Her pictures and phone\nnumber are on www dot kimmy4phone dot com in case you\u2019re interested in seeing\nand hearing for yourself.\n\nA cock head (also to be gold-plated by her friendly \u201cwe\u2019ll dip anything\u201d\njeweler) is all Kimmy is missing to make a kute and kinky necklace to decorate\nher kute and kinky kleavage. She has a caller that followed the _Glans\nRemoval_ story on eunuch dot org, and her missing link is supposed to be in\nthe mail.\n\nWhen her fem-dom costume is complete, she has ten worshipping slaves she will\ngather around a midnight bon fire for a 24-hour banding party.\n\nKimmy\u2019s klaim to be a trophy hunter seems real. Is she just a dream, or will\nshe soon supply the inspiration for the eunuch dot org story she plans to\nwrite herself?\n\nHere\u2019s her title: \u201c99 Bags of Balls on the Wall.\u201d\n\n* * * * * _\n\n_\n\n\u201cTake One Down\n\nand Pass it Around \u2026\u201d\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 20, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Perfect Marriage - for her!!  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  A Perfect Marriage - for her!!  \n\nBy: James Mangan\n([uranus108@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/mailto:uranus108@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    A newlywed couple are kidnapped bya mysterious assailant, who \n    orders the bride to castrate the groom. All is not what it seems..\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    It had been a short, informal ceremony. Ben and Andie had been \n    married in the registry office. They were now driving out into the \n    countryside, Ben at the wheel, on the way to their honeymoon.\n    \n    Suddenly, a motorcycle pulled out ahead of them. The rider , all \n    clad in black, pulled out a silencered pistol and  pointed it at \n    Ben. \"Pull over!\" he (?) said.\n    \n    Ben did so, and the rider came up to them. In an unmistakeably \n    female voice, she ordered them to leave the car and march into the \n    woods.\n    \n    She ordered Ben to drop his trousers and underpants, exposing a \n    long, slim penis and heavy testicles.  Then she pulled out a small \n    penknife and threw it to Andie. \"Castrate him,\" she said \n    curtly, \"and bring his balls to me.\"\n    \n    \"No..please!!\" cried Andie and Ben at once. \"Your choice,\" said the \n    rider. \"If you don't do it, woman, I'll shoot him in the kneecaps \n    and then in the balls. You are going to have a eunuch husband, do \n    you want a disabled one as well?\"\n    \n    Ben looked at Andie, and nodded, tearfully. Andie picked up the \n    penknife and stuck out one of the blades.  She cut Ben's scrotum \n    open leaving his testicles hanging out on each side of his \n    penis. \"The blade's rusty..\" she said,\"This would give him an \n    infection if I used it to cut off his balls.....!\"  \"Then use your \n    teeth!\" snapped the rider. \"Stop wasting my time!\"\n    \n    Tearfully, Andie knelt and bit into the cord of Ben's left ball, \n    severing it. She turned to the rider an asked, \"Isn't that enough?\"\n    \n    \"NO!!\" she screamed. \"I want BOTH!! Do it!!\"\n    \n    Andie, sobbing gently, bit off Ben's remaining ball. He let out a \n    strangely high-pitched howl as he became a eunuch.\n    \n    \"Give them to me!!\" snapped the rider. Andie picked up Ben's \n    seveered testicles and placed them in the rider's gloved palm. The \n    rider then shot out the tyres of their car, got on her bike and \n    went.\n    \n    Ben collapsed. Andie pulled out her mobile, and called an \n    ambulance. A quarter of an hour later, she was holding the hand of \n    her unconscious husband in the back of the ambulance.\n    \n    She thought to herself, it had all worked out as planned. She had \n    castrated her husband with her bare teeth, and he coudn't hold it \n    against her. She had a husband to satisfy her traditionally-minded \n    employers and her homophobic parents- a husband who wouldn't \n    constantly pester her for sex. Even if his sex urge survived his \n    castration, she'd feed him ground birth control pills to keep him \n    impotent and docile. \n    \n    And as soon as he was admitted to hospital, and sedated...Andie \n    would go to their honeymoon suite, where her girlfriend Siobhan, \n    (who'd carried out the hijacking on her bike), would be waiting.\n    \n    They would have a mindblowing fuck, and then dine off a stew made \n    out of Ben's severed balls.\n    \n    \n    Andie coul\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20110111133558/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bruno's Fleshy Clit Fetish", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Clitoral Torture, Castration", "Summary": "Kat almost gets her castration fantasy fulfilled, But Bruno is intent on leaving her unsatisfied", "Text": "Bruno had tied Kat down the moment she arrived. He smiled and surveyed her\nbody. She was wonderfully pear-shaped, with small breasts and a nice round\nass. He decided to start by fucking her in the ass. Lube was in a drawer next\nto the piercing equpiment, but he just spat on her asshole and then plunged\nright in. His enormous cock strained to shove inside her. Kat, however, was\naroused by this and Bruno could tell when her clit started to perk up. Fucking\nher ass caused her clit to become sensitive he knew, but she would not orgasm\nfrom it. He pulled out before he himself came, because recently his right to\norgasm had been temporarily revoked. The last thing he needed was for Serena\nto hack his cock off in the PIT for misbehavior. They didn't call it the\nPrisoner Insolence Torture level for nothing.\n\nHe looked at Kat's pulsating clit and pinched it, hard. He felt the fleshy\nfolds between his fingers as he began to massage her rosebud. He could tell\nshe was coming close to orgasming, so he slapped her clit firmly. He punished\nher clit several times more before he pinched it again and put a large, heavy\nclamp on it.\n\nKat had a particularly voluptuous clitoral hood and labia. The best kind to\nplay with and torture, he thought. Even more fun, though, to cut off. This was\nBruno's fetish. He thought about how satisfying it would be to just cut that\nwonderfully fleshy clit clean off. Even better to make it slow and painful. He\nwould have to ask Brutus (who, for the record, ran this sick operation)later\nif her could cut Kat's clit. He immediately became hard just thinking about\nholding that scalpel in his hand. He regained his composure by flogging her\nclamped genitals with a whip, making the clamp wiggle back and forth.\n\nHe was rather proud that he could still get hard with no balls. Serena had\ncastrated him during a PIT session. Luckily, Brutus was allowing him to grow\nthem back, but not for another two weeks.\n\nHe unclamped Kat's throbbing clit and began massaging it again. After only a\nfew moments he slapped her clit again, causing her to thrust her hips up.\n\n\"Kat, my dear, I would like nothing more than to take my little knife and cut\naway all this,\" as he massaged her labia and clit gently. He paused on her\nclit and, pulling back the hood, pinched it hard and continued to squeeze.\n\n\"I want to cut your little clit right off.\" He said, as he felt her clit\nstarting to pulsate with arousal. Kat did, in fact, have a castration fantasy.\nHe slapped her clit again.\n\n\"No coming.\" Kat was allowed to orgasm- but only if the session Dom allowed\nher to, which Bruno certainly was not in the mood for. He played with the\nscalpel, running it lightly across her inner things and then across her clit.\nsuddenly he pulled her hood back and made a small cut into the tip of her\nthrobbing clit. She convulsed with mixed pain and pleasure. He continued to\nmake small cuts in the folds of her labia, but made no motion to actually\ncastrate her.\n\n\"You WANT me to cut your clit off, don't you?\" She nodded. He slapped her clit\ncarelessly and it stung.\n\n\"Too fucking bad. No satisfaction for you today.\" She mentally sighed. She\nalways fantasized while masturbating about getting declitted. She wanted it\nall off. Nevertheless, she was CERTAIN that she could provoke Serena into\ndoing it. She almost came just thinking about Serena with her evil grace\ncutting into her bud, but Bruno spanked her clit again.\n\n\"I'm just gonna let you think about getting your clit!\" Slap! \"Cut!\" Slap!\n\"Off.\" Slap! \"And maybe next time I'll do it.\"\n\nHis cock was so hard he could barely stand it. He wanted nothing more than to\njust fucking castrate this little slut right here. He stopped himself from\ncoming with the thought of Serena giving him a penectomy. He pinched Kat's\nclit once more and then ended the session.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Men With Penises Now in the Minority", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "A fictional news story about penislessness in the future.", "Text": "` Men With Penises Now in the Minority `\n\nAD 2120\n\nFor the first time, in a trend that will reshape the destiny of the sexes,\nmore men lack penises than have them.\n\nEstimates show that just over half of America's men have been born without the\nonce-defining characteristic of males. Genetic engineering is phasing them out\nin a trend applauded by women and men alike.\n\n\"This is a milestone in sexual engineering,\" said geneticist Laura Smith. \"The\naverage man is now incapable of penetrating a woman. Men are happier, more\ncompliant, and able to let women control their sexuality.\"\n\nIn some places, a penis is an oddity. On nude beaches, they are no-shows. Few\nmen dare to show them among today's assertive, powerful women and their fellow\nmen.\n\nMany young girls admit it's a disconcerting thing to see on a man.\n\n\"I'm so used to seeing men with nothing but a little sac between their legs,\"\nsaid one 16-year-old. \"That's the way it should be. On one first date last\nyear, I reached into my boyfriend's pants and felt that awful thing. It\nfreaked me out. Now, I make sure to find out before we get too far with each\nother.\"\n\nSexual behavior has radically changed over the past decades. The dominant\nactivity is for men to perform oral sex on their girlfriends and wives. Women\nbuy strap-ons with the enthusiasm they once reserved for vibrators. Men have\ntransformed themselves\n\nfrom penetrators to penetratees. Sexual engineering has allowed men's rectums\nto become stretchier, thus making them good candidates for anal sex, which\nthey have overwhelmingly embraced.\n\nThreesomes involving two men and a woman are so common that there are no\nX-rated movies made without them. Men are very comfortable loving other men.\nMost adult movies show men rubbing their penisless crotches together.\n\nRape is down 85% over the past century. Indeed, female rape of men is up, a\ntrend likely to continue as men's posteriors have become so much more\nvulnerable.\n\nThis engineering has also created interesting twists. Many men and women are\nnow born without body hair.\n\n\"That's one of the things I like best,\" says Sherry, a 24-year-old writer. \"I\ndon't have to be offended by stinky balls when I touch a man.\"\n\nMany women are now engineered with large clitorises through which they can\nurinate. Men find this very attractive. Indeed, men's urinals are becoming\nless common in men's rooms and more common in women's rooms. Most men now sit\nto urinate.\n\nThe women's movement was largely behind the gradual loss of the penis. In\ntheir quest to create a better world, women had, as one put it, \"no time to\ncater to those things. They're always so demanding. And they call us women\ndemanding.\" Eventually, women came to see men's organs as useless and\nirrelevant. So mothers programmed their sons to be born without them. Now, a\ngeneration of men is finding relief in being penisless down there.\n\n\"I look at some guys I know, and they're just slaves to their penises,\" says\nMark, a computer programmer. \"I'm so glad I have no desire to stick anything\nof mine into a woman the way these guys do.\"\n\nAnd the move is on to rid the world of penises that already exist. Penectomies\nare cheaper than ever. Penis-cutting is officially allowed as a penalty for\nrape, with the victim allowed to do the cutting. Women who cut them off out of\nspite are rarely prosecuted. Female singers routinely sing about wishing their\nmen would cut theirs off, as in the song \"Be a Man\" by The Dominants:\n\nI'm telling you it's not enough,\n\nTo show me that thing when you're in the buff.\n\nCut it off, cut if off\n\nYou'll know I'm happy\n\nAnd I'll know you're really tough,\n\nWhen you cut it off.\n\nBe a man. Be a man.\n\nSome women even refuse to marry a man unless he first cuts off his penis.\n\nWhen penectomies are figured into the totals, about 65% of today's men lack\ntheir male appendages.\n\nEstimates are that by 2240, the human penis will be extinct.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "IT GOES", "Tags": "TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "My wife made an appointment for me with a sex counselor, who examined me, made a few notes and said I would receive something in the mail, to review it and bring it back to her to witness my signature. Below is the documunt I received.", "Text": "` `\n\nIT GOES  \n  \nInstitute for Therapeutic Genital Organ Excision Surgery  \n  \n  \nI, the undersigned, have been referred to the IT GOES clinic because my\ngenital organs are inadequate and non functional. I agree to not expect or ask\nmy wife or any female to touch my penis ever again. I am allowed, and even\nencouraged to do cunnilingus and fellatio as often as I can so I will be\nprepared for my post surgical outcome. My penis is found to even be too small\nfor standard penile inversion male to female sex change surgery. Therefore I\nhave been referred to IT GOES for the following procedures. I have been\nadvised to avoid masturbation, so that my prostate gland swells for easier\nsurgical identification and removal. These procedures are: removal of right\nand left testicle, and total penectomy, including penile root and prostate\ngland removal, scrotal conversion to false labia, and section of colon\nresection to form a false vagina, re-routing of urethral opening, insertion of\nbreast implants, vocal cord revision to achieve higher pitch voice, and\nreduction of adam\u2019s apple protrusion.  \nI have been informed of risks and side effects, such as infection and death\nwhich can be risk for any surgical procedure. I will of course be sterile, I\nunderstand I will no longer have the ability to orgasm, but accept that a\nsuccessful surgical outcome will now allow intercourse which I am not now\ncapable of.  \n  \nMy signature below grants IT GOES rights to schedule and perform these\nsurgeries whenever and wherever and in any order deemed necessary as\nfacilities to perform the surgery become available. Since operating rooms may\nonly be available at diverse locations at unusual times due to need for\nextreme privacy for the IT GOES surgical team, and without prior notice, I\nunderstand that I may have to be whisked away at any time by the team without\nprior knowledge and grant them permission to do so. I understand this is a\npermanent document, once signed is non-revocable.  \n  \n  \nClient:_______________________  \n  \n  \n  \nIT GOES team witness:_____________________  \n  \n  \nDate document in force:  \n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 75, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Stevie - Part 4 (Epilogue)", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Stevie finds that being a nullo is wonderful.", "Text": "` `\n\nToday was the first anniversary of Stevie's nullification. I smiled as I\nlooked down at my beautiful boy lying on our bed. Now 17 years old, he looked\nas young as the day I met him.\n\nHis long dark hair fell around his narrow shoulders. Stevie's face was more\nbeautiful than ever as he smiled up at me, holding out his arms to embrace me.\n\nI gently sucked his nipples, which by now had swollen as large as a woman's.\nRed and ripe, they topped his breasts, which also had grown now that his male\nhormones were drastically diminished.\n\nI kissed my way down his stomach, stopping to swirl my tongue in his pierced\nbelly button. Stevie groaned as my lips moved between his legs. I was\nsurprised how much sensation he still experienced in that smooth, hairless\narea.\n\nMy tongue moved along the two scars that marked where his genitals once were.\nAs David promised, there was a very small bump, barely noticable, to remind me\nthat Stevie once had a penis.\n\nWithout prompting, Stevie turned over onto his stomach. I gently stroked each\nbuttock, touching the three scars on each side where I had struck him,\npunishment for his masturbation. The next day, I took his manhood.\n\nI parted his cheeks and gently licked his anus, prompting a sigh of pleasure\nfrom Stevie. My tongue probed lower, touching the pisshole created by David a\nyear ago. Stevie shivered as I licked this new opening, so sensitive to the\ntouch.\n\nMy cock was rock hard by now, but I didn't want to rush our lovemaking. A dab\nof lube on my finger circled Stevie's asshole, which dilated at the slightest\ntouch. Stevie was whimpering now, begging to be fucked.\n\nMy finger slipped in easily, greasing his hole. A moment later I had two\nfingers inside him, loosening up the muscle that ringed his anus. Soon, Stevie\nwas wide open, ready to receive my cock.\n\nI got on my knees behind him, placing the tip of my cock against his puckered\nhole. I put my hands on his hips but didn't thrust forward yet; I wanted to\nsavor the moment and make Stevie wait for me.\n\nThen, slowly, I pushed the head of my cock inside him. Stevie gasped and then\nsighed. I stopped for a moment, then gradually moved my hips forward. Inch by\ninch, my rigid shaft disappeared into Stevie. I thrilled at the delicate\nwarmth that encased my cock, the muscles that grabbed my member and then\nreleased it as it moved inward.\n\nFinally, my balls were touching Stevie's beautiful ass. I stopped thrusting,\nencircled his chest with my arms, massaging his muscles, squeezing his\nnipples.\n\nI moved my hips slowly in and out, my cock withdrawing and then entering him.\nStevie moaned as I gradually picked up the pace. My fingers drifted down to\nhis hairless crotch, tracing the thin scars there. That always sent a jolt of\nelectricity through his body, and into me.\n\nStevie thrust his ass back at me, trying to capture every inch of my penis.\nHis prostate was now the center of his sexuality, and my cock was giving it\nintense stimulation.\n\nAs my thrusting grew more frantic, my lips kissed the back of Stevie's neck. I\nthrust my tongue into his ear, then bit his earlobe. My teeth clamped onto his\ndelicate neck. I knew my orgasm was near. Stevie panted as he awaited the\nexplosion deep inside his bowels.\n\nA scream escaped my throat as I felt my cum shoot from my cock. Stevie shouted\ntoo as his hole spasmed around my penis, milking every last drop into his\nbody. My balls slapped against his ass. It seemed like my orgasm went on\nforever.\n\nNow, it's over. I lay on top of Stevie, my cock still embedded in his hole.\nOur breathing slowed. I felt a trickle of fluid on my thigh, leaking from\nStevie's pisshole. I scooped it up with my finger: his watery cum. I licked my\nfinger clean.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Giving Their Left Nuts", "Tags": "TESTICLES, CANADIAN BAKIN\u2019", "Summary": "<b>Toronto urologist satiates her fetish \u2014 a taste for good gonads.</b>", "Text": "` `\n\n\u2022\n\nDr. Zelda Dundas did her undergraduate work under the skirts of most of her\nsexy classmates at Scarborough University for Ontario Women.\n\nShe did her post-graduate work in post-op, peering under the hospital gowns of\nmen coming out of urological surgery. The doctor herself has never\n_officially_ come out of the closet.\n\nDr. Dundas is a urologist who knows how to operate cock-and-ball equipment.\nShe knows how to operate _on_ cock-and-ball equipment. She knows how to\ndismantle cock-and-ball equipment.\n\nBut her deft, skilled hands do not really like _touching_ cock-and-ball\nequipment. What her delicately-tactile digits love to caress, and love to\nlove, are cunts.\n\n\u2022\n\nMen with dick problems come _to_ her all the time \u2014 because she doesn't dick\naround, and because a conclusive diagnosis always requires that they cum _for_\nher all the time.\n\nIf the men needing cock check-ups pay by check, they get a hand-job from one\nof the doctor's lovely, cuntly, great-assed assistants. If they have great\nhealth insurance, they get blow jobs from the Blue Cross beauties \u2014 so both\nthe cocks-in-question and the bills-for- _service_ get inflated.\n\nMesmerized by the masterbation examination, the cock-troubled men never ask\nfor a second opinion when Dr. Z. D., M.D., makes her routine determination:\n\u201cNecratic Testicle, Left Side, Excision Indicated.\u201d\n\n\u2022\n\nThe doctor's unilateral orchidectomies are shown bi-weekly on ORTV. You have a\nring-side seat, and the cock-ringed cocks make especially erotic viewing \u2014\nthey always stay rock hard as the left scrotal sac has its testicular tenant\nevicted.\n\nShe does a dozen per week. Sometimes thirteen \u2014 if her baker will be at her\ntraditional Sunday brunch-of-balls.\n\nNo beeper for the urologist on Sundays. No emergency time off during the\ntaste-of-testes t\u0119te-\u00e1-t\u0119te.\n\n\u2022\n\n_Classy Bitch always has two invitations.  \nCare to join her sometime?_\n\nThe good doctor would like to  \nmeet and eat you too.\n\nCunt _or_ cock will do.\n\nWe like sweets _and_ meats.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Slave and Castratrix", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A professional Castratrix preparing a slave for service", "Text": "` She held his penis by the foreskin and stretched them out to see. She took\nthe knife and slowly circumcised him. He squirmed in pain and the mouth gag\nhad muffled his scream. The penis head was now exposed and she put the\nforeskin on the plate she had next to her. She pinched his penis head and\npulled it towards her. The slave was struggling even more now but he knew it\nwas hopeless. He was bound securely and even if he managed to get away from\nher, he would only find himself in another room like this with another woman\ndoing the same to him. He is slave and this is going to be his life from now\nonwards. She pinch his penis head real hard and then took the knife again. The\nslave urinated in fear and she felt his warm urine running through fingers\nthat held his penis. She placed the \u02dd inch from the base of his penis and\nstarted cutting. She liked to look into their eyes as she cut off their\npenises. Tears were rolling down his eyes and he felt faint. He hoping that he\nwould faint but it wasn\u2019t as easy as he thought it would be. He was also a\nstrong man but it wasn\u2019t his strength that was keeping him conscious but just\nbad luck. She knew that he would not fait. She has been doing this for more\nthan five years. She had castrated over a thousand slaves. Three slaves per\nday. She hated it initially but now she enjoys it secretly. She loved the\nsense of power she felt each time the slaves were brought into her room. She\nloved the way they begged for mercy and she will look at them with feign\ncompassion and then they would feel as if they stood a chance. She would start\nstripping them and shaving their genitals and they would start to panic again.\nShe loved toying with their emotions. She loved looking at them defeated as\nshe sawed off their penis like this one right now. She felt his warm blood\nrunning through her fingers as she severed his penis. She watched the penis\nshrivel up n her hand and then she placed it with the foreskin. She grabbed\nhis testicles and gave it a strong tug. She placed the knife close to the base\nand started cutting it. By now, the slave has almost fainted. He could hardly\nhold his head up. She took her time cutting and gently squeezed as she sliced\nhis testicle. She held it in her hand and squeezed the testicles out of the\nscrotum bag. She placed it on the plate and hit the red button. The nurse had\nbeen waiting in the next room. The red light was the queue for her team of\nnurses to come in and patch the slave up. That was slave number two. Now she\nwould take a short break and get the last slave, the cute one. She always\nsaves the cutest ones last. She would tease them before castrating them.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 43, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Burning Desire", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, PENECTOMY, Painful Punnishment For Rape", "Summary": "14 year old Tania is pack raped by 5 youths who are caught and now must be punished.", "Text": "Walking into the hospital foyer Tania had tears streaming down her face. The\nTriage Nurse Samantha led her into the small room and sat her down. The doctor\nwas paged and the police were phoned. Writing down the details Dr Daniel\nexplained that a sample of semen should be taken from her vagina as well as at\nleast one photograph. Nodding Tania moved to the bed and laid down. lifting\nTanias skirt Nurse Samanther lifted her dress and lowered her panties noteing\nthe blood and odvious semen stains on the panties and aroud the area. The\ncontusions were concistant with forced penetration. A photograph was taken\nthen a sample from inside the vagina was taken as well as around the external\npubic area. A photograph was taken of the bruising on her wrists and ankles as\nwell as a facial picture of the blood oozing from her mouth and nose as well\nas the swelling around the eye socket. Then looking in a gruff seargent\nquickly left and was quickly replaced by a femail officer. Taking down all the\ndetails the suspects height weight and desription were quickly assembled.\n\nThe DNA was extracted from the sample and there were 5 destinct DNA found. The\nsuspects were assembled and Tania pointed out nine who looked like her\nattackers and DNA then isolated the five.\n\nThe trial was quickly done and the jury had no doubt in their verdict.\nSenticing the five the judge invited Tania and her family to attend the\nprocedings. After the 15 year sentences were placed on the five the Judge\nasked the family if they believed justice has been done. No called out Tammy\nwho is tania's mother I want more. Tammy approached the bench and the Judge\nlistened and nodded. The guilty youths were led to the back cells they were\nfastened to five separate bunks head to toe so the each were in line with\nanothers genitals. Cutting away their pants and exposing their genitals. Two\nof their penes were uncircumcised and Tammy took two pair of scissors from her\nbag. Handing one to Tania She turned to the nearest foreskin and openned the\nscissors and slid the lower blade between the Knob and the foreskin and closed\nthe scissors cutting the foreskin. Then Tania did the same to the other\nforeskin. Their owners screamed as their foreskins was cut. Then Tammy cut\naround the knob until the foreskin was completely cut off. Then She placed the\nbloody foreskin in the youths mouth. Tania did the same. The blood was\ndribbling from the 2 penises. Then a ring was fitted around each of the just\ncircumcised pesises each of the rings were filled with cotton wool and then a\nsmall cage was placed around each of the five penises keeping them pointing\nupward. The cotton wool was then saturated with metholated spirits then this\nwas lit and the flames licked around the newly circumcised penes. The screams\nand smell of burnt flesh filled the room. Then Samantha took garden shears\nfrom her bag and walked to anothe youth and holding the tip of the lads knob\nhanded the shears to Tania nodded and Tania closed the shears severing the\npenis where the knob is attached and the knob was picked up and placed into\nthe screaming youths mouth. Then Tania reached over to the next penis and held\nthe tip up while Tammy cut the knob off the sceaming youths cock. Then the\nnext one was cut off. The fire soon went out and the cages were removed from\nthe charred penises. The knobs were cut off these in a similar matter. Then\nTania and Tammy ate the cooked knobs in front of the two youths. They did mot\ninjure their balls as they wanted them to need but not be able to satisfy\ntheir need. Just a sTania would never be able to sexually love any one.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "DICKLESS AFTER ACCIDENT", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "I have lost my penis due to a motorcycle accident. The following text gives some information about my situation afterwards.", "Text": "Story of accidential penectomy of 19 year old boy.\n\nMy name is Werner. I am 23, 185 cm, black hair, slim, like \ntravelling, reading newspaper, listening to music. Studying civil \nengineering. I have lost my penis at an accident with my motorcycle \n4 years ago. The accident happened in summer. I weared a pair of \nshort slags only, no safety dress, when I made a short ride with my \nmotorbike in our village. A car hit me and I came below my bike. My \nlower body got contact with the chain and foot rests. I can't \nremember these things, but police suggested this way. Additional to \nthe direct injury there occured an infection one day later because \nof dirt.   That time I got seriously injured and survived only due \nto good medical help in a nearby hospital. The penis could not be \nrescued however. The shaft with all erectile tissue had to be \namputated due to the infection and strong damage. It has been \nremoved completed. No erectile tissue is left. The urethral opening \nwas relocated between scrotum and anus. Only a short piece of the \nurethra could be saved by the doctors due to strong damage during \naccident. Also the bladder had been injured. The closing muscle does \nno longer work well. So I have to go to bathroom often times. All \nwounds have healed so far. The testicles are working as hormone \nproducers, so that I have not to take hormones externally. My sexual \ndrive has decreased strongly however after the accident. Erections \nare no longer possible. Soft massage of my balls etc. is a wonderful \nexperience for me. I am very shy now.   First time in hospital I had \na catheder after the surgeries. But after one week I had to lern to \nuse my new pee hole. In the beginning it was very painfull because \nof wounds. It was difficult to do the job without too much spray. \nNowadays I can handle it quite good. Due to the very back location \nof the opening I have to remove my trousers for urinating. I have to \nsit down for this business of course. Only this way I can pee \nwithout spray nude. I can use the urinal toilet with special pose \nonly. Practically I use the sitting toilet where no one can watch \nme. Because of strongly reduced capacity of my bladder I have to pee \nquite often since the accident.\nFor me the accident was a big change of life. Before that I had been \nnever thinking about such a handicap.\nThere are so many problems physically and mental. I was 18 yrs old \nwhen it happened. At that time I was living with a lovely \ngirlfriend. First time she gave me good support already in hospital \nand later at home. But after 6 months she went away with another \nboy.   I had several injuries, also broken legs. But that is all \nokay now. \"Downstairs\" some organs had been badly hurt. Testicles \n(contusion), urethra (rupture, shortened), bladder (rupture, small \ncapacity after surgery remaining) and prostate (removed) got much \ndamage. Errections are no longer possible, there is nothing left to \ngrow and get hard. Only in my dreams I can have it, and it happens. \nGenerally my sex drive has reduced much. I have no more \nejaculations. Only from time to time, mostly at night, some liquid \nis coming out of my pee hole.  In former times I enjoyed sauna and \nnude swimming. But nowaday I am shy and try to avoid to show my \ngenitals to others. The time in hospital when I got a lot of \ntreatments after the injury was horrible. Many nurses and female \ndoctors saw me.\nI am still a human beeing, even without cock. But education of boys \nfrom childhood on, gives the a feeling of importance of having a \n(big) penis. That's also why it was a big shock to me.\nIs there any other dickless boy to share experiences?\n\nhttp://internetdump.com/users/werner", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Another Client of the Agency", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "making an eunuch", "Text": "Another client of the agency\n\nI am 26 Years old and from Germany. After school I studied history at \nuniversity. Thru the internet I hert of the special agency which \nbrings together neuterd men and some masters. I found this idea \nthrilling and a good alternative to being jobless and with no future \nin my profession. As I had no close friends and familiy the decision \nfor the big step was not so difficult. In northern Africa I got my \nmedical and psychological treatment. In about 1 month I will be sold \nto my new owner.\n\n\n\nI agreed to get my body modified for a special client. The rough \noutline of the procedure was clear for me and somehow I had strong \ndesire to have it be done. Details of the alteration were explained \nto me by a physician after I had signed all documents as requested by \nthe lawyers. I had good confidence to his skills and experience as he \ntold me about his education, previous works and equipment of the \nhospital. I was to become an attractive eunuch. However on a first \nglance I would look still like a man. The whole change of my body was \nschedule to last 1 year before my scheduled handover to my owner. I \nwas told it is a wealthy lesbian lady in spain who is waiting for me.\n\n\n\nNext day came all the usual examins, screenings and laboratory tests \nwhich proofed my health status. I omit here the description of every \nday live in a hospital with sleeping, eating, washing and \nexaminations.\n\nOne day later in the early morning the operation began. Prior to that \nI had taken a shower and shaved my dark hair on and around the \ngenitals.\n\nDuring the big surgery (under full anaestesia) my both testes were \nremoved thru a small cut in my scrotum and replaced by silicone balls \nof around double the size of my own ones. All erectile tissue of my \npenis was taken out and replaced by some flexible silicone material, \ngiving my dick half the size it had before in case of an erection. \nThe urethra was shortened to a new peehole between my balls and anus.\n\nI was connected to many machines, several hoses and cables came out \nof my body, when I first woke up. There was no much pain due to \nmedication. My body between the legs was fully covered by bandage. \nSome hours later I felt strong pain in my dick and scrotch. Exiting \nwas the first change of dressing. I could see my swollen genitals \nblue colored. Only a few stiches had been made by the surgeon \noutside. My urine was taken by a catheder.\n\nPhysical recovery was quite fast.  Already after one week I had to \nlern to use my new pee hole. In the beginning it was very painfull \nbecause of wounds. It was difficult to do the job without too much \nspray. Nowadays I can handle it quite good. Due to the very back \nlocation of the opening I have to remove my slags for urinating. I \nhave to sit down for this business of course. Only this way I can pee \nwithout spray. I can use the urinal toilet with special pose only. \nPractically I use the sitting toilet where no one can watch me.\n\nAround two weeks after surgery my genitals were looking almost normal \nagain (no visible scars) exept the changes which I have to live with \nforever. The heavy fake balls and quite big but soft penis were a \nstrange experience. Due to lack of big blood vessels and erectile \ntissue my dick is pointing downwards and will never be able to \npenetrate a vagina again. It looks as if I have a very good equipment \neven when I wear my trousers but it is fake and I will never be able \nto father a child.\n\n\n\nAll my body hair (head, arm pits, pubic, eye brows etc.) was removed \nduring the next weeks permanently by a laser epilation method. When I \ntake a shower nowadays I feel completely naked.\n\n\n\nTo stop my male sex drive and to avoid problems with the bones a \nfemale hormone therapy started a few days after the surgery. Several \neffects I observed caused by the hormones. I received estrogens and \nprogesterones. My sex drive decreased rapidly. However any erections \nwere impossible not only because of the hormonal changes but also du \nto the removal of the core tissue of my dick. The penile skin is \nprevented from shrinking by the silicone implant. Slowly my breast \nsize increased. I felt tension and some pain in the chest for several \nmonth. The areoles and nipples swelled. I have to wear plus sized \nshirts to hide my breasts nowadays. My fingernails became thinner and \nmore brittle.\n\n\n\nMy mood began changing. Internal emotions were amplified, became more \napparent, distinguishable, and influential. I observed that changes \nin the hormone therapy (adjusting dosages up or down in the regimen) \ncaused a week or two of depression and otherwise unexplainable \nemotional fear. After 6 month my sex drive and enjoyment had \ndisapeared completely. The hormones I receive are Estradiol Valerate \n(Progynon-Depot by Schering, Germany). I get 10-30mg/2-4wks injection.\n\n\n\nMentally and bodily I am ready now to serve a lesbian couple in every \nregard. Personally I have no sexual desires; I do not know what I am. \nIn deed I am a eunuch.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 67, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Clitoridectomy Support Group 6 The eunuchs", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Two eunuchs relate their story", "Text": "The eunuchs\n\nThat evening Christine spoke to Sal on the phone. She invited us round to\ntheir apartment. I was surprised when neither Sal nor Marion opened the door.\nA fresh-faced young man, little more than a boy, opened the door. He was\nwearing a jalabaya.\n\nHe invited us in and asked as usual if we wanted tea. Marion came into join\nus. Ibrahim served the tea.\n\nI was puzzled about Ibrahim. His skin was quite clear and his voice was high.\nChristine smiled at me. She said to Marion, \u2018I don\u2019t think our guest knows\nabout your domestic arrangements.\u2019\n\nMarion explained, \u201cThere are four of us here. In addition to Sal and me, we\nhave Ibrahim and Mustafa. They are eunuchs.\u2019\n\nIbrahim smiled as he poured the tea. I was curious. \u2018I did not know that there\nwere eunuchs still around.\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh yes,\u2019 said Ibrahim, \u2018There are still a number of forced eunuchs. They can\nbe bought in certain select markets. I spot them on the streets from time to\ntime. They are usually servants of women. We do similar errands.\u2019\n\n\u2018You were not forced?\u2019 I asked.\n\n\u2018No, both Mustafa and I are voluntary eunuchs. We did not wish to become men\nand were castrated at puberty.\u2019\n\n\u2018How did it happen?\u2019\n\n\u2018We are both orphans, but from relatively rich extended families. Our cousins\nencouraged us to become eunuchs. We then could not split the inheritance\nfurther. They paid for the best medical treatment.\n\n\u2018We were both late developers and saw what was happening to other boys. We did\nnot want to become hairy with enormous genitals and discharges we could not\ncontrol. We were friends and discussed the idea together.\u2019\n\nMarion said, \u2018I was working as a hospital administrator at the time and the\nfamilies approached me to arrange discreet medical treatment. I was fascinated\nand agreed to meet the boys to discuss the matter. They were both certain it\nwould be better for them. To avoid them simply responding to family pressure,\nI arranged for them to stay with me for the weekend. I had just met Sal then\nand we talked to them about all the consequences.\u2019\n\n\u2018We examined them. Both were still pre-pubescent and did not have erections,\neven when we fondled their penises. Neither had been circumcised; their cocks\nwere really quite pretty. Sal took some pictures, which we still have.\u2019\n\n\u2018Having discussed the options, the boys wanted complete emasculation. This was\nmore expensive, but the families paid up. I arranged for them to done in a\nsmall clinic rather than a hospital. The operation involved some stretching of\nthe skin in the public area to enable them to be \u2018smoothies\u2019 and this took\nsome time to heal properly. But they are now smoother than any girl.\n\n\u2018Show them, Ibrahim!\u2019\n\nIbrahim lifted his jalabaya above his head and put it on the floor. He really\nwas very pretty. His body was boy like in smoothness, but with a little more\nmusculature. His crotch was a smooth V. There was no interruption of even the\nbeginnings of the labia you see in women. I put my hand out to touch him\nbetween the legs. He did not back away. \u201cIs that pleasant.\u2019 I asked.\n\n\u2018Oh yes, it is nice, but not intense. I think we gave them the idea for\nmodification.\u2019\n\nSal had come in and she said, \u2018Yes, when we saw how calm Ibrahim and Mustafa\nwere, we decided to join them, at least as far as we are able.\u2019\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 63, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Strange Days on \"Star Trek\": Wesley's Evil Deeds.  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Strange Days on \"Star Trek\": Wesley's Evil Deeds.  \n\nBy: Zombie\n([ashwesley@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/mailto:ashwesley@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [PENECTOMY] [TESTICLES] [NULLIFICATION] [MINOR] Other:FanFic  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    An unexpected torture session blows Wesley's mind.  The evil deeds \n    are in the computer and it is only a matter of time before he gets \n    caught in his own web of hallucinations.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    Normal Disclaimers Here: Must be at least 21 to read, if not move \n    on.  I am just referencing characters of a show I like so my readers \n    can visualize the situations better.  No copyright or trademark or \n    other legal term is being done.  All resemblance to people past, \n    present or future is totally coincidence and you should slap \n    yourself for thinking I actually know everyone in the world.  If I \n    spell names wrong or they are not portrayed in the best light, deal \n    with it, it is a fan-fic.  Warning: it starts slow, but ends well.\n    \n    \tWesley walked the twists and turns of his fabricated castle. \n     The stone walls and columns echoed his footsteps to the depths of \n    the holo-deck.  Drips and an occasional sizzle from a passing torch \n    were all that could be heard for the first few floors.  Pulling back \n    the lock and bolt on the outer door to his torture chamber, he \n    entered and quickly locked the door from the inside.  He hated being \n    disturbed, especially at crucial moments.  The torture chambers \n    looked much like a gym with all its wooden tables and metal \n    contraptions.  In fact, he had the best exercise here than in any \n    modern \"full body exercise pod\".  The far corner had a bed of straw \n    and piles of supplies to keep the chambers well lit and warm at this \n    dark depth below his fantasy city.  He entered the chamber and was \n    greeted with two screams.  One was from Tasha: a scream of ecstasy. \n     The other was from a woman on a machine that he could not make out \n    from across the room.\n    \tTasha was busy torturing a woman on a machine that resembled \n    the rack.  It had four small tables: one for the torso and one for \n    each limb.  The victim of this machine could be easily positioned \n    and stretched while being tortured.  Tasha was using a double-sided \n    dildo to rape the woman's ass while pleasing her over-stimulated \n    pussy.  From the screams, the woman had never had a dildo in her ass \n    before.  As she pounded away with her eyes shut, a wicked smile grew \n    on Tasha's face with each scream.  Wesley grew excited from the view \n    and moved closer to find out which crewmember Tasha had sent for.  \n    Although Tasha was his main victim in the torture room, he allowed \n    her certain freedoms.  She couldn't leave the room, but she could \n    ask for any type of food or plaything from the \"guard\" at the \n    entrance.  The \"guard\" was a fabricated person he had created to \n    perform such tasks in his absence.  G-man, as Wesley liked to call \n    the guard, had no personality, no emotions, and no higher thought \n    processes.  G-man worked off a simple set of rules.  The three \n    biggest were that no men were allowed in except him and no weapons \n    were allowed in and Wesley can create or break rules as he sees fit. \n     Apparently, Tasha had asked for a plaything.  This type of \n    plaything wasn't quite what he had in mind when he had entered it in \n    the rules.  He had expected a book or puzzle or game board.  Tasha's \n    first request of G-man was water.  Then she tried food.  Then she \n    tried the door.  Wesley was notified through his console at his \n    station.  Wesley liked to keep the program running in a hidden part \n    of the holodeck memory banks.  It added a bit of realism when he \n    walked into his city of life and saw the changes of his citizens.  \n    Whenever something major happened, like war or fire or escaped \n    prisoners, the program was set to freeze and notify him. He did not \n    want to miss anything exciting.  \n    \tAs he moved closer, he noticed that the woman looked \n    familiar.  She had her arms and legs angled up and her torso angled \n    down.  It almost looked like a skydiving lesson gone awry.  He \n    laughed inward as he approached the circle of light.  Still hidden \n    by the shroud of darkness, he disrobed and observed from a distance. \n     He liked to appear before Tasha suddenly, especially when she was \n    masturbating.  Often she would fall to his feet and begin to fondle \n    and suck on his cock and balls.  He liked the sound of lust and need \n    that would echo off the walls when she would demand for his \"live \n    cock throbbing in her\".  Dildos were good and torturing people was \n    fun, but a willing partner and a male one were rare in her days in \n    the chamber.  Thinking of interrupting the session of torture with \n    one of his grand entrances, he noticed that the woman was Diana \n    Troi.  She screamed directly at him and looked into his eyes \n    eventhough he was well hidden behind a pillar in the darkness.  He \n    had decided early on that he would not involve himself sexually with \n    any crewmember he knew personally, unless the need arose.  His need \n    throbbed between his legs and was very demanding.  Her eyes had \n    never left his as he pondered the dilemma.  The holodeck was doing a \n    damn fine job of simulating the mind reader of the ship.   The ship \n    knew what all the crewmember movements were, including sex, and \n    logged them in its files.  Supposedly, to develop a more \n    ergonomically and user friendly ship.  All Wesley knew was that with \n    those logs, the computer could simulate what any crewmember would do \n    in a sexual situation.  The thought of having sex with a mind reader \n    out weight the danger of bumping into the real mind reader and \n    accidentally thinking about having previously having sex with her.  \n    \"Computer, inquiry.\"  YES.  \"In this situation, does citizen Troi \n    wish me any harm and are the safety locks in place?\"  NO HARM IS ON \n    FILE IN THIS SITUATION. YES.  He walked into the light and placed \n    his cock in front of Troi.  With his cock just out of reach of her \n    mouth, he undid the restraint on her right arm.  She quickly grabbed \n    his dangling balls and pulled his cock into her mouth.  \"A mind \n    reader is exceptionally good at fellatio,\" was the only thought he \n    had for about ten minutes.  He gyrated his cock all the way to the \n    back of her throat.  She massaged and pulled on his balls while he \n    grabbed handfuls of her black hair.  When he felt he was close to \n    orgasm, she would instinctively yank hard on his testicles.  When he \n    grew tired of her massages, she would hum on just the right spot on \n    his cock or rub that soft spot behind his balls.  He suddenly \n    realized that with her ability to read his mind, the only way to \n    orgasm was to tie her back up or get Tasha.  Tasha was very busy \n    torturing, so he pulled her arm back to the restraint and secured it \n    in place.  Without her control of the situation, she soon found \n    herself having to swallow or drown.  No Betazoid induced blue balls \n    for this ensign.  The gagging and choking sounds and his own cry of \n    release awoke Tasha from her orgasm-induced daze.  \n    \tShe fell to the floor sucking and massaging his shrinking \n    cock.  After 15 to 20 minutes of oral stimulation, he was not \n    responsive.  She gave Troi a stare of pure anger once she realized \n    the situation.  She stood up and left the circle, violently pulling \n    the dildo from Troi's abused rear.  \"Freeze Program.\"  He adjusted \n    the table back to its original flat position and flipped Troi over. \n     Making sure the straps were tight, he walked to the head of the \n    table and unfroze the program.  Without a word, he sat on her face \n    and placed his balls in her mouth.  With his asshole in her nose, \n    she labored for fresh air and her tongue fought the fleshy gag.  The \n    battle was quickly exciting him.  Just as he got his erection back, \n    Tasha returned with a hot poker and quickly cauterized any open \n    wounds in Troi's ass.  If not for the safety overrides, Wesley knew \n    that he would no longer have balls.  He had to freeze the program \n    and unhinge Troi's jaw to get circulation back into his testicles.  \n    When he unfroze the program, Tasha was at his feet, worshipping his \n    engorged member.  He stood her up and had her lay on top of Troi.  \n    With his balls in Troi's mouth and his cock in Tasha's muscular \n    pussy, he was in heaven.  He was gyrating into Tasha's pussy while \n    alternating between massaging the huge tits of Troi and groping the \n    handfuls of Tasha.  He commanded Tasha to lick Troi and soon all of \n    them were moaning.  His bliss lasted for hours, until it suddenly \n    stopped.  The program had frozen and he was stuck with his balls \n    locked in one mouth and his cock gripped by a very tight pussy.  \n    Panting and sweating, he tried to regain his strength.  \"Wesley, how \n    are your studies coming?\"  The voice of his mother came from the \n    darkness.  \"Fine, I was almost finished.  Why?\"  Wesley replied.  \n    \"Just wondering when you were going to leave the library and get \n    some dinner?\"  Wesley crafted the program to freeze if any \n    communications from outside were sent to the \"Library\".  If anyone \n    came into his \"Library\", the feudal system he created would turn \n    into a giant library with him in the farthest corner and on the \n    highest floor.  This security program was a necessity when prying \n    mothers or would-be father figures from the bridge would come to \n    check on him.  Often he was in the middle of something and suddenly \n    he was masturbating with a book.    Luckily, he was not interrupted \n    by a real person, but just by his pesky mother's transmissions.  He \n    told her he would run her errands and would be home in time for \n    dinner, anything to return to heaven.  By the time he was finished, \n    he was limp and needed circulation in his balls.  That is why he \n    hated being interrupted.  He unfroze the program and immediately \n    Tasha started cursing and moaning.  He slapped her and told her to \n    move where he was.  He knelt on the table with Troi between his legs \n    and Tasha staring at his limp cock. \n    \tTasha was not a woman to be denied something she wanted.  \n    And right now, she wanted a hot cock in her.  It was a rare delicacy \n    and she would not share it with a mere play toy.   She latched on to \n    the cock and both her hands pulled his balls to her chin where she \n    massaged them to the point he felt they would pop.  She placed a \n    finger up his ass and massaged his prostate while sucking his cock \n    to what seemed like her stomach.  In under a minute, he was moaning \n    with Tasha due to their mutual oral attentions.  Tasha slowed as she \n    felt his balls pull close to his cock and released his member with a \n    plop.  She still massaged his balls with both hands, so fucking Troi \n    was not an option yet.  He lowered his cock to Troi's chest and \n    moved Tasha's hands to squeeze Troi's breast.  Within seconds, they \n    fell into another blissful rhythm.  Troi being tit-fucked to orgasm, \n    Tasha being licked to orgasm, and Wesley in the middle of it all.  \n    Tasha's possessive nature wouldn't allow it to last however.  \n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20081009134612/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 140, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "2000 British Eunuchs at Khartoum", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, Other:   mass rape", "Summary": "Based on history, the story of the Mahdi's capture torture and killing of a whole British army. A tale so horrible that it is always glossed over in history books, usually no more than one paragraph. Most of it is true.", "Text": "This story fills a book which is out of print and I cannot even \nremember the name, but I did read it years ago.  The true story is \ncleaned up and glossed over to fill usually one paragraph \nnowadays.  \nThe best part starts with the British Army in Khartoum just having \nbeen totally defeated by the Mahdi because Parliament would not \nspend the money for reinforcements, which had been urgently \nrequested.  Their armaments including sidearms having been \ncollected by the natives, they were marched into the town square.  \nAbout two thousand men and some officers.  The officers were lined \nup in front facing the men, who were properly in rows and files, \nlooking sharp, but dejected as the British are not accustomed to \nhaving been defeated.  These soldiers were the usual very young \nrecruits, about 18 or 19 years old.  A few, principally drummers \nand buglers were only 14.  Each soldier and officer had a native \nsoldier standing behind him, knife in hand.  The officers were \nordered to strip naked and, while protesting, the prodding knives \nencouraged them to do so.  Soon, all the officers were naked, \nfacing their men.  Much fun was made over their white skin and \nlittle dicks, even when they were not little.  Then the men were \nmade to strip and their clothing was collected by Arabs passing in \nfront of them. Their hearts sank when they realized that their \nclothes were not coming back gain. When they were all naked, the \nmain Arab officers came by for an inspection. They selected about a \ndozen of the youngest, cutest blonds with big dicks and ordered \nthem to line up on the steps, back to the wall.  More little Arab \nboys brought big pots of butter along the line, and each Arab \nsoldier took some, and with his knife point under the balls of his \nBrit, he forced butter up the ass of the British soldier. Any \nprotests were quickly silenced with a poke of the knife.  He also \ngreased his hard dick and removed his outfit (nightgown like \nthing).  Each Arab then began to force his cock up the ass of his \nBritish soldier, who was still standing at parade rest in front of \nhim, but with his hands on his head.  Meanwhile the officers were \nbeing prepared for fucking by the Arab officers.  The fucking went \non for some time, then, as they came, filling the proud British \nasses with common Arab spunk, each Arab reached around and jerked \nhis Brit off.  Of course the English soldiers were humiliated by \ntheir inablility to stop this personal abuse of their sexual \nprivacy.  Because the circumcised Arabs were unaccustomed to \nNatural dicks, they pumped slowly, enjoying the new sensation of \nmasturbating an uncut cock as well as the discomfort and \nembarrassment of their former masters. Just as each Brit shot his \nwad, the curved knife which his personal Arab soldier held in his \nhand separated his balls from his body forever.  Much screaming \nensued, and the soldiers panicked whem they realized that \ncastration followed orgasm.  They tried very hard not to come, but \neventually they all squirted out their last load of sperm and felt \nthe knives. Soon the only British balls still intact were on the \nblond boys on the stairs.  Again the Arab boys came along the lines \nwith large baskets to collect all the British gonads.  They had \nseveral bushels, which were presented to the officers at the \nfront.  Now the British officers were also castrated.  But their \nordeal was just beginning.  Now eunuchs, they were openly fist-\nfucked in front of their eunuch men, still standing at parade rest, \nbut with both hands on top of their heads.  When the Arabs got \ntired of that, they cut the dicks off the officers and finally \nbeheaded them, displaying their heads on poles in front of the main \nbuilding.  The Arab guards who were guarding the troops switched \nplaces and fucked different British soldier eunuchs, using the \nsperm of the previous entrants as lubricant.  One more inspection \ntour of the ranks revealed about a dozen really well-hung eunuchs.  \nThose dicks were removed as souvenirs. So now, the officers all \ndead, the eunuchs still bleeding, they were marched off into the \ndesert with the admonition \"The British want eunuchs; here they \nare.\"  You see, Khartoum has always been the chief source of eunuch \nslaves (and it still is) and the Brits were renowned for their love \nof boys, especially boy eunuchs.  Two thousand British eunuchs \nmarched until they bled to death.  Amazingly, a few did survive to \ntell the story.  \nNow, back at the square we still have the blond beauties lined up \nnaked but unfucked and uncut on the stairs.  They were taken to the \ndungeon inside, where they were brought out one a time for the \npleasure of the Mahdi, himself.  They were all eventually killed, \nbut over a longer period of time after having gone through days of \nbeing fucked and sucking cock.  The Mahdi loved blond eunuchs.  The \npity is they were all killed. They would have all brought a fortune \non the slave market -- white eunuchs are the costliest. When the \nword of this outrage reached London, a lot of troops were sent, \nmuch too late, of course, and the Mahdi was killed.  Khartoum was \nBritish until mid 20th Century. Things change and they remain the \nsame.  Khartoum is still a great source of eunuchs for the harems \nof Arabia.  They are usually much younger (so they will develop no \nmasculine traits) and black. They are bought from traders who scour \ncentral Africa and sell the boys (and some girls) in the slave \nmarkets of Khartoum.  So one of the Sudan's biggest exports is \neunuchs, and has been for many centuries.  In that one aspect, the \nBritish changed nothing.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Thing about Doris", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "BDSM is fun for some.", "Text": "The Thing About Doris\n\nby\n\nKortpeel\n\nThe really nice thing about Doris, apart from her looks was that she\nunderstood BDSM. As an aficionado myself, I reckoned I\u2019d struck gold when I\nmet her. I loved her creativity in this area. She had a talent amounting to\ngenius for it. She knew what would get me going before I\u2019d even thought of it.\n\nIt was two years into our marriage when she had me naked, bound wrist and\nankles to the bed, legs splayed. A parachute on my balls was attached to a\nnylon cord which rose at 45 degrees to a sheave wheel mounted on a purpose\n\u2013made steel stand. Currently the weight hanging from the cord was thirty\nkilograms and Doris was carefully adding another ten kilogram weight. I could\nfeel the extra load on my scrotum. And some pain too.\n\n\u201cDoris, I think that might be a bit too much.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo it\u2019s quite safe provided you don\u2019t make any jerky movements. Just keep\nstill.\u201d Doris sounded serious about keeping still. She had me scared but at\nthe same time I knew that inducing fear was part of her BDSM talent. She\nmeasured my scrotum. \u201cThat\u2019s good; another six millimetres. I\u2019ll give you\nfifteen minutes.\u201d She walked out and left me there.\n\nDoris\u2019s aim with this ball stretching was to have me walking around in a mini-\nskirt with my balls dangling below the hem. Humiliation was part of her\nrepertoire. The tight p.v.c. skirt for the occasion was already hanging in the\ncupboard but so far I hadn\u2019t worn it.\n\nI\u2019d complained when I first saw it that it looked sluttish. \u201cExactly,\u201d she\u2019d\nsaid. \u201cIf you were really entitled to wear a skirt you\u2019d be the kind of slut\nwho\u2019d choose a skirt like that.\u201d The well chosen insult was part of her\narmoury too. \u201cBesides, it will show off your butt nicely.\u201d\n\nDoris came back with a tray of tea. \u201cJust one minute to go.\u201d I needed that\ntea. My throat was dry. Fear has that effect. She put down the tray and\nchecked the stretch on my scrotum. \u201cAnother two millimeters. So far so good.\u201d\n\nShe lightly fingered my prick. \u201cWhat I can\u2019t understand is how you can keep a\nhard on all through the ball stretch. You really are a sick pervert. I believe\nyou actually enjoy it don\u2019t you?\u201d\n\nShe knew damned well I enjoyed it. Suddenly her face screwed up in disgust.\n\u201cOh Jed, you\u2019re all bristly down there. You haven\u2019t shaved.\u201d Shaving the pube\nwas compulsory. Doris insisted on it. My prick got a light chastising rap from\nthe ruler that Doris used to measure my ball extension. \u201cI\u2019ll let you out and\nyou can go and shave your pube.\u201d\n\n\u201cCareful how you remove those weights.\u201d\n\nDoris, kneeling by the weights, gave me a withering look. \u201cBe quiet. This is\nthe tricky part and I need to concentrate.\u201d She returned to the task and was\nlifting off the top weight when our door bell rang.\n\n\u201cCoo-ee. It\u2019s only me,\u201d Doris\u2018s mother sang out.\n\nDoris stood up, dropped the weight, lost her balance and fell on to the steel\nstand. I don\u2019t know whether I actually saw my balls flying away from my groin\nor just imagined it. I passed out at that point.\n\nDoris collected me from hospital next morning. They\u2019d kept me in overnight for\nobservation. I\u2019d enjoyed the tender, intrigued attention from the nurses as\nthey so dutifully checked my dressing and, incidentally, my erectile function.\n\nDoris did her best to be sympathetic but it seemed to me that my balls\nhurtling across the room was the ultimate BDSM turn on for her. There was a\nsparkle in her eyes and a flush in her cheeks every time she spoke about it,\nwhich was all the time.\n\n\u201cI\u2019ve got your new balls here,\u201d she told me when we got home. She produced a\nsyringe and some little glass ampoules. \u201cI have to give you a shot every\nFriday evening.\u201d She couldn\u2019t keep the enthusiasm from her voice. \u201cThe people\nat the hospital explained it all to me.\u201d\n\nAll that was two years ago. Life goes on and we\u2019re still happy. Doris loves\nhaving a husband with no balls. She\u2019s six months pregnant with our first\nchild. Don\u2019t ask \u2013 that\u2019s another story. Doris assures me that the kid will\nlook like me.\n\nOh yes, and there\u2019s a picture in our secret album of me in that mini skirt.\nThe balls hanging below the hem are those plastic ones that some guys hang on\ntheir trucks. It\u2019s an awesome picture. Doris gets turned on every time she\nlooks at it.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 78, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat, No Cattle (part 5)", "Tags": "Other:  Cum Ranching", "Summary": "In which our protagonist comes to realize a vision of his future.", "Text": "A clangorous brassy bell pulled the sleeping occupants of stall\nC-1 out of their slumber while darkness still shrouded the \nconfines of the barn.  Those not jolted awake by the clanging\nwere very soon moaning with pain induced by the rectal inserts.\nHopping about their enclosures, some of them actually burst into\ntears.  The day crew arrived minutes later carrying four foot\nlong halters which they peremptorily attached to the nylon\nstrapping by a small ring between the scrotum and the anus.  \nThey jerked the virtually naked males, some still erect from\ntheir morning sleep, out into the long cold aisle between the\nstalls, shoved them into something resembling ranks and commanded\nthose not exhibiting an erection already, to do so immediately.\n\nThe response was astonishing and caused gales of laughter to\nerupt from the six or seven female wranglers: every one of the\ntumescent penises projecting from the hapless male groins \nshrivelled and hung flaccid within thirty seconds. What followed\namazed Larry even more. An odd, grainy sensation somewhere between\nthe agitation of a beeper and a static shock began to manifest\nitself in the vicinity of his prostate gland.  Almost simultaneously\nhe felt his exposed member begin to swell and within seconds, his\npenis, raw looking and nearly purple, stood out from his loins\nat a perfect 45 degree angle.  Moments later one of the female\nhandlers roughly grabbed his halter from behind and, her soft\nbreasts brushing his lower back, rudely duck-walked him in the\ndirection of what appeared to be stainless-steel feeding\ntroughs lined up nearly the entire length of the building.\n\n(to be continued)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 56, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 11, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Forbidden Sisterhood", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "This Ritual of Supreme Latency, where us sisters, celebrated the undeniable fact of superiority over the male gender.", "Text": "Two whole years to get the prize, two years of hard work and study in the\nForbidden Sisterhood and I got the great honor, the chance to attend this. The\nmonthly Ritual of Supreme Latency, where us sisters, celebrated that\nundeniable fact of superiority over the male gender.\n\nLast night i could not sleep. No. Became too anxious. Too curious i may say,\nabout all those tips and gossips i've heard... they made my pussy moisten... I\nhad waited too long for this. The night had come. I was there, so where a few\nsisters... and her, The Mother... of course.\n\nSo flawless... and mighty in her dark silk and leather habit. Untouchable...\nthere...\n\nAnd then, there was the flesh... several slaves, caged and reduced to their\nnudity, panting... sweating... bare naked sexual animals as The Mother just\ndeclared in the first chants.\n\nI doubted they would ever behave like that. But with high hopes i had provided\nthe info to get two of them. But no, they where no longer my half-brother nor\nmy coworker, they had all been tricked by the seductiveness of The Mother\nherself to come to this place, to be reduced as slaves. Willingly....\n\nStanding there in my single piece dress of black cloth i could see it all. The\nblack stone altar, the dark spot in the middle, the black granite gargoyles\nsurrounding it, The Mother, her glorious beauty caught by the soft breeze of\nmidnight. A single pull and it was all exposed. Her smooth female genitals, so\nmighty and pure at sight. Her alabaster breasts, free and careless, round and\nvoluptuous... Oh Mother! freeing a powerfull invisible spell that made our\nyoung maiden pussies tingle with admiration and desire.\n\nWe had all been trained in the arts. Yes, but she called me.\n\n\"Miss Candrah, its time.\" she said.\n\nI was to make the choice and i knew who i wanted. It was my personal vengeance\nas well as my delirious and perverted attack against my father's so thorough\nfamily plans. I was to enjoy watching the destruction of his stupid virile\npride, of that only object of fatherly love...\n\n\"This male! This animal! i know he is ripe my dear Madame.\"\n\nFive sisters inmediately went to the old rusty cage and pulled the young\nfilthy male creature out. His lovely blond hair undone, stained with mud and\nrust. His neck and limbs chained in such lovely skin tearing way... I was\nwickedly delighted as my sisters took him by the chains and placed him near\nthe altar. They made his poor teenage knees bleed as he was roughly forced to\nkneel in front of The Mother.\n\nI stepped slowly watching her cold smile widen. It was done now, there was no\nturning back... and the inevitable wickedness of such fact made my insides\ntwist in pure pleasure.\n\nSilently, The Mother dug two of her long black nailed fingers inside her\nglorious vagina. Then, so gently and invitingly, smeared his nose just to be\nquickly slurped by his craving tongue and mouth.\n\nLaughing at loud she just said...\n\n\"Lost... you see... these lower animals are, to the scent!!!\"\n\nSisters hands flew over his now proudly standing penis and testicles. In a\nflash they were tight bound and the glans properly exposed. Our Mothers face\ntransfixed as she screamed out loud in laughter. The wind blew stronger and\nheavier now. My heart raced, the wetness of my sex falling heavily to my lower\nlegs. I could only watch in expectation.\n\nHis breath had quickened as The Mother pushed her cursed vulva against his\nhelpless nose and mouth repeatedly. And yes, the effect on the poor young man\nwas inevitable. As driven by a primal instinct to mate he stood in single\nmotion. My sisters could not hold such heavy chains no longer and he moved\nforward, panting, almost unconscious, towards The Mother, now firmly set\nstraight above the dark hole in the middle of the altar.\n\nIt was time. And he just couldnt notice. How could he? Poor dumb creature, so\nbadly programmed by nature. He just aimed his bloated shaft against her pussy.\nA cold-bright glare caught our sights as the silver metal clitoris made its\nway down... to the root. Such sight in did... Jets of deep red blood escaped\nas the thing went through and sliced the vulnerable flesh of his shaft. And\nalthough the pain must have been horrible for him, still he tried to force\nhimself pushing in and out of The Mothers wicked cavity.\n\nAnd my orgasms rained, cascaded, inmediately.... Watching that virgin mushroom\nshaped glans beeing sliced once, then twice and then multiple times by her\nlong sharp metallic clitoris. My womb convulsed to the point i had to be held\nby my sisters. His screams where horrible, almost unhuman but yet he kept on\nhumping against her, lost in an automatic motion we all laughed at.\n\nThere, humping with a bleeding flower-like sliced cock was my half-brother.\nCrying and screaming in extasis. In no time the torrent of virgin male blood\ngot deep inside the hole that desacrated our altar...\n\nSo many, and such horrible, disgusting limbs of that putrid spiked plant arose\nfrom the depths as summoned by some evil need to feed. And by his vulnerable\ngonads he was pulled down until laying flat against the hole. The traction of\nthe spikes on his bare flesh made me faint inmediately since it was such a\nbloody show.\n\nNow i wonder, how would father feel now... looking at the eroded front of his\ninheritance, just that big piece of barren muscular flesh that i see now.\nPerfectly alive and sleeping yes... but here, at my feet, as our mentor, so\nrejoiced, explains the facts of the past ritual to the older members of the\nForbidden Sisterhood...\n\nSince this is an adapted story submitted by a fellow Mistress, comments\nwelcome to kathycba43 AT hotmail.com. Merci.\n\n-.-    \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fantasy to make real", "Tags": "GAY, STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "A fantasy a real stud wants to make real.", "Text": "` The following story is fantasy. It is, however, based on a real person\ncommitted to the course of action in the story. Please post comments on the\nbulletin boards or email me at noblee@mac.com or IM me on AIM at noblee379 or\non MSN at noblee@mac.com. You must be of legal age in your jurisdiction to\nread adult material to read further. Enjoy. `\n\nFor the person to whom this is dedicated, I hope you enjoy!\n\nHe sat in the Toronto bar, sitting alone on a barstool watching the women.\nThere were a few nice looking girls, but none that appealed to him. Then She\ncame in. She was beautiful, tall, dark, long hair, tanned, tight body and\nperfect lips. She sat down a few stools away. He watched her order a Molson\nCanadian. She licked the rim, inverted the bottle taking a long swig. She\nlooked at him. He was gorgeous; she was just as hot. He picked up his beer and\nsat next to her. \u201cHi,\u201d he said. She smiled, \u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d He followed her out of\nthe bar.\n\nHe slid the key into the door to his apartment, they slipped in. She kissed\nhim; he was hard in his jeans. She felt his crotch through the denim; he felt\nher through her silk blouse. They stumbled into his bedroom. She collapsed\nonto his bed and he fell on top of her. He kissed her; she threw him onto his\nback. She removed a set of handcuffs from her purse. He smiled; she secured\nhim to the bed, his Banana Republic shirt unbuttoned, exposing his chest. She\nslid his jeans off; his cock popped through the hole drooling onto his silk\nboxers. She massaged the shaft causing him to moan. She licked the tip once\nand slipped his boxers off. She produced another two sets of handcuffs and\nbound his legs to the bed. He began to panic and tried to fight her off; she\nsecured him.\n\n\u201cReady to get off?\u201d she whispered in his ear.\n\n\u201cPlease. I need to get off,\u201d he begged. She mounted him, sliding his massive\ntool first into a condom and then into her.\n\nShe lowered herself onto him. That\u2019s when he noticed me. I was filming the\nwhole thing from inside his closet. \u201cYou!\u201d he said. He almost came seeing me\nthere.\n\nAfter a few more impalings, he came. He grunted loudly and his eyes flew open,\nhis head jerking along with his cock. After six jerks, he collapsed.\n\n\u201cOK, let\u2019s get this thing off,\u201d she said. She picked up a container of\ndisinfectant and a cotton ball from the tray next to me.\n\n\u201cNo! Not yet! I need to cum again,\u201d he begged. \u201cYou promised me as much as I\nwanted.\u201d\n\n\u201cWell I\u2019m not going down on that again. Once was more than enough for me,\u201d the\nlesbian cutter declared. He looked at me desperately.\n\n\u201cPlease, guy. I gotta get off.\u201d\n\nI had already made up my mind. I said nothing as I slid between his legs and\nlicked his balls. That was when he first realized my tongue was pierced. I\nsmiled. His cock was still mostly soft lying in its own juices inside the\ncondom. I pulled it out of its latex sheath and it began to harden again. I\nran the tip of my tongue around his head a few times and took the huge tool in\nmy mouth. It had a strong bend in it and it was hard to force down my throat.\nWhen it did burst past my tonsils, I fell into his crotch. His balls were on\nmy lips and I pulled out. He squirted as I pushed it back down my throat. I\npulled away and checked the film.\n\nHe lay on the bed breathing slowly. His cock was soft on his bare crotch. He\nopened his eyes with a start when she touched the alcohol to his genitals. \u201cI\nam not ready,\u201d he said again. \u201cJust one more time.\u201d\n\nAgain I walked over to him and began to pump his tool back up. He wore his\nNikes. I took his left shoe and placed it on his chest. I jerked him off. \u201cI\u2019m\ngonna cum.\u201d I put the tip into the shoe as he started to orgasm. I watched the\nliquid soak into the insole.\n\n\u201cDo it,\u201d I said. She wiped the organ clean with a cotton ball. I moved the\nvideo camera closer.\n\n\u201cHold this,\u201d she said handing me a box of pins. She injected him all round his\ncock, which was hardening again. \u201cThat thing has a life all its own!\u201d She took\na loop of plastic and cinched it tight, causing the shaft to bug out.\n\nShe took the scalpel from the cart and began to cut into the skin. He\nscreamed. \u201cIt\u2019s only a bit of skin. Stop whining.\u201d She cut all around the\nmassive tool. Then she pulled the skin up from the wound, which was about 3 cm\nfrom the base, and jabbed one of the pins from the box I was holding through\nhis cock. He screamed again. \u201cYou see,\u201d she said to me, \u201cI am pinning the skin\nout of the way but conserving enough to cover the wound.\u201d She jabbed another\npin into his erect cock. Blood was flowing from the open wound.\n\n\u201cNow, we need to cut through the next layer.\u201d I watched her through the\nviewfinder cut deeper into his cock. In a matter of seconds she had\nsuccessfully removed the organ, excess skin hanging off its grizzly stump. She\ntook a cauterizer to seal the open tissue and pulled the skin back over the 1\ncm stump. She pulled it to a point and sutured the skin to the urethra. \u201cWell\nthat about does it. Bring him by my office tomorrow.\u201d With that she left.\n\n\u201cSo how you doing?\u201d I asked. Tears were streaming down his face but he was\nsmiling crookedly.\n\n\u201cIt\u2019s done?\u201d\n\n\u201cYup.\u201d\n\nI still have the cock. It is stuffed and mounted on my wall. He is now friends\nwith the vet who cut him. Now he wants his balls off. She is more than\nwilling.\n\n**Hey guys. This is a real fantasy he really wants to happen. Anyone\ninterested in helping him out, email me at noblee@mac.com. We need a skilled\ncutter (very preferably female\u2026 maybe a vet or a med student) who would help\nthis stud out. He lives in Toronto. Let me know if you are interested. Also,\nwe could use a taxidermist who won\u2019t ask questions about the rather\ninteresting job. And a shrink who wants a case study in Toronto would be nice\ntoo! Ciao.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 123, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Penectomy in Arabic Country", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "I lost my penis according to sharia law after having sex with a girl.", "Text": "` Hello to everybody! `\n\nI was working as an electrical engineer in an arabic country two years ago. I\nam 26 years old and now back in Germany. During my stay in that country I was\nlooking for some relief of my sexual desires. I met a young girl in the\nhotel's bar. She came to my room after some classes of wine (which was\navailable there for foreigners). I was so hungry for sex and she seemed to\nenjoy it too. So we had a fantastic night together. However 2 days later the\nsharia police contacted me. I had to come to the police station. There I was\naccused of raping a girl in my hotel room. The lady of that night was also\npresent. She accused me of having had sex with her (against her will).\n\nI tried to explain to the policeman that nothing had happened that night and\nthat we had only some drinks together. But without a real trial I was\nconvicted of rape. All my explanation where in vein. The judge ruled that I\nhad to be penectomized according to the law. The part of my body that was\nresponsible for the \"crime\" had to be removed. As I was a foreigner I was\nlucky. The modification of my body has been done in a hospital by a surgeon\nand not by some layman. Under custody of the police I had to go to a hospital\nsome days later. There was a doctor who had got his education in the US. Under\nfull anaestetic they removed the outer part of my penis exept a small stump of\n2 cm length (errect) during a 2 hour surgery. I should never penetrate a woman\nagain after that operation.\n\nWhen I woke up after the surgery there was some pain downstairs like hundreds\nof needles stiching into my dick. For about one week I had to pee thru a\ncatheter. I was shocked when I first saw what was remaining of my once nice\npenis. When the bandage was changed first time found that the glans and most\nof the shaft had been removed. There was almost no more errectile tissue only\na short stump with a catheter. I was dismissed from the hospital and also the\ncountry after 10days. The wound had healed almost completely and the catheter\nhad been removed by the nurse.\n\nBack in Germany I contacted an urologist immediately to find some help.\nHowever he he found that from the medical point of view his collegue did a\ngood job. No additional surgery was necessary and no improvement of my\ncondition was possible.\n\nNowadays I can no longer pee standing. I have to sit down and squat for\npeeing. It is very difficult for me to get sexual relief. Women are laughing\nwhen they see my small stump penis. Practically I cannot penetrate a vagina.\nSex with a woman is more like pressing clit against clit. It is almost\nimpossible for me to ejaculate. Important nerves of my penis have been\ndestroyed. Sex life for me has changed dramatically. I am no longer the macho\nwho screws a girl. Sometimes my penis stump is almost invisible. Nevertheless\nI have the strong urge for sexual relieve.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Good Deed", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A good deed backfires and a well-meaning young man is ruined.", "Text": "I don't know who said this. I laughed when I first read it, but I have learned\nto my sorrow that there is much truth to it. \"Let no good deed go unpunished.\"\nThere's no justice in this world. Example : A good friend of mine was run over\nwhile delivering Christmas dinner to a shut-in. He survived, but with\npermanent injuries. That'll teach him !  \nThen there's my good deed. In my back yard is an 80-foot-tall Norway spruce.\nLocally, it's known as \"the kite magnet\" or the \"kite-eating tree.\" If anyone\nflies a kite in my neighborhood within sight of that tree, he can be sure that\nit'll end up entangled in its branches.  \nLittle Jimmy next door, aged 8 or 9 or so, was outside in his own yard flying\na new kite his father had given him, in the form of Snoopy in his Sopwith\nCamel. Well, if the kite had belonged to Charlie Brown, it couldn't have\ngotten tangled up in a kite-eating tree any faster.  \nJimmy was crying because he hadn't gotten any use out of his new kite. This\nwas the first time he'd ever flown it. So, out of pity for the poor little\nkid, I climbed up into the tree to fetch it down for him. At 19 years old, 210\nlbs. I was too big and heavy to be climbing trees free-style without technical\naids such as lineman's spikes and a rappell rope.  \nI got to the kite, freed it, and threw it down to Jimmy who was ecstatic and\nran home with it. I started down the tree and got to within some 12 or 13 feet\nof the ground when I put my weight on a branch which was too weak to support\nme. It broke away from the trunk and I fell landing astride the lowest limb on\nthe tree, the one I'd used to haul myself up into the tree, a good strong\nbranch, some four inches in diameter . I alighted squarely on my balls which\npopped and squished,.........and were no more.  \nI'm convinced that that is the most intense, most devastating pain that a man\nis capable of feeling. He can feel it only once in a lifetime, but that is\nmore than enough. I fell off the branch shrieking like a banshee and broke my\nright arm when I struck the ground. I didn't realize until later that I had\nbroken my arm. The agony in my balls was so intense that I couldn't even feel\nthe pain of a mere broken arm.I also just barely noticed an intense twingeing\npain in my dick of such short duration that I hardly had time to be aware of\nit.  \nFrankly, I wish that I had been a wimp and had passed out right away. As it\nwas, I suffered unspeakable pain until the ambulance arrived, about 20 minutes\nlater !  \nI'm rather embarrassed to admit that I was still a virgin at 19. I had,\nhowever, no intention or remaining one for the rest of my life. Unfortunately,\nthat is how it turned out. I could take testosterone injections, but it\nwouldn't do me much good. The pudendal nerve was crushed and there is no\nfeeling in my dick.I could possibly get a hard-on if I took testosterone, but\nwhat good would that be ? .I couldn't use the numb thing.  \nSo, rescuing Jimmy's kite is one good deed which did NOT go unpunished.  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mrs. Buxton's Husband", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Mrs. Buxton ends her husband\\'s wandering ways......Based on a wonderful couple i know well.....", "Text": "` Edith Buxton looked at her husband James as he slept soundly in their bed.\nThe sedative she had put into his evening tea had certainly worked well. She\nnow realized this was the best way-James would never stop his lusting after\nyounger women and would certainly not consent to castration.... `\n\nThe doorbell rang and Edith let Jessica in. The young woman hugged the older\nwoman and quickly entered the bedroom. \"this is really so simple\" she\ncheerfully told Edith-\"James will be so much calmer and will truly be a better\nhusband\"\n\nJessica gently spread the sleeping man's leg open and smiled when she saw the\nlarge testicles of her friend's husband.She quickly prepared him and made sure\nhis groin was completel numb. Her expert\n\nhands (she was a registered nurse) held the man's penis up as she prepared to\nremove his sack and the problem-causing testicles they contained. She glanced\nat Edith-the plump wife about to witness her husband's transformation to a\neunuch. Jessica placed her well-used gelding knife under the sleeping man's\nscrotum and quickly and cleanly severed the heavy full sack. He shuddered a\nbit but the dose of sedative and the local anesthesia kept him asleep.\n\nJessica gently stitched the new eunuch and left Edith directions for his care.\nShe gave Edith a few painkillers for James should he require them.. She told\nthe older woman she would return in a week to make sure he was healing\nproperly.\n\nEdith woke the next morning and explained to James that she loved him and now\nthey could be true best friends.James was depressed for a few days but\ngradually accepted his eunuch state. After a few months he never thought of\nsex-even as he watched his plump wife\n\nhold the clear jar containing his large scrotum. Edith loved seeing her\nhusbnd'smanhood so perfectly preserved for her.....  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 19, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "MUSCLE BALLS PART 2", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Joe takes his revenge on a muscle hunk who bullied him in high school.", "Text": "` The more he thought about it, the angrier Joe got. The memories welled up in\nhis mind and he relived the moments again and agin, as if it were yesterday.\nWhen Joe was in high school, he was constantly bullied and harrassed by a\nbigger guy named Brett. Brett was a true jock -- football, baseball,\nwrestling. In high school the blond stud was 6'3 and 220 pounds of solid\nmuscle, and he loved showing it off. `\n\nBrett always dressed in clothes which accentuated his figure, and every\nmovement drew attention to his musculature. He loved tanktops, including\ncutoff tanks, which he called muscle shirts. He loved very tight jeans and\ncutoff shorts which showed off his thigh muscular thighs. Brett was smooth all\nover except for his pubic patch and armpits.\n\nWhen Brett wore cutoff tanktops or T shirtts, you could see his ripped\nabdominal muscles. He tight shirts snugly fitted his thick slabs of pectoral\nmuscle. His arms were very impressive, with big shoulders. His biceps looked\nlike cannonballs when he moved his arms. Brett loved raising his arms over his\nhead and flexing for all to see, making a bid scene of stretching and yawning\nand drawing attention to himself. He was cocky as hell and walked with an air\nof superiority over everyone else.\n\nHe liked to push Joe's face into the water fountain, puch him in the back, hit\nhimwith a towelin the showers, and embarrass him in front of the other\nstudents. Joe just smoldered and took it. What else could he do?\n\nWell, now that was going to change. The time had come. All the frustrations\nand resentments came out and Joe decided it was time to give Brett what he had\ncoming.\n\nHe knew Brett worked out late in the 8th Street gym and was there alone many\nnights after others had gone. With his newly aquired stun gun and, for good\nmeasure if needed, some mace, he got ready. Sure enough, after midnight,\nBrett's car was the only one in the lot. He entered the deserted gym and heard\nthe shower water running. Brett must be in there.\n\nHe hurried to the shower area and peeked around the corner to see the object\nof his hatred. Brett was there, and looked just like he used to look, only\nabout 20 pounds heavier, and all solid muscle. While Brett's eyes were closed\nunder the shower nozzle,Joe approached and zapped him long and hard with the\nstun gun.\n\nIt had its effect. Brett went out like a light. Joe turned off the shower\nwater and dragged the muscle hunk from the shower area into the locker room.\nGod he looked great. Still the smooth rippling muscleman he remembered.\n\nHe quickly tied the stud's wrists and ankles to the bench supports anchored in\nthe floor so he was spreadeagled. He took some straps of leather and tied one\nto each knee and tied the knees apart so Brett would be unable to move his\nthighs to protect his groin when the fun started. And then with some smelling\nsalts and a little water to the fact he awoke a groggy Brett.\n\n\"What the hell?\" Brett began. \"Your days as a he-man are numbered, muscleboy.\nI am gonna take your balls.\" \"Shit. Fuck you\", Brett shouted.\n\n\"Wrong answer,\" Joe said as he kicked the hunk in his testicles. Brett\nscreamed in agony.\n\nBrett took some duct tape tape and taped Brett's penis up to his abs so it\nwould be out of the way. Then he placed a block of wood under the bound stud's\nnut sack so the sack rested atop it. \"God no, please don't\" whined Brett.\n\n\"Say bye bye to your babymakers, hot stud.\" Joe took a rubber mallet and began\nbeating the young muscle hun'k's balls with it. Softly at first to get his\nattention,and then harder and harder. The muscleboy thrashed violently against\nhis restraints to no avail. He knew he was being ruined. The pain was\nincredible, and began radiating upward into his abs. 5, 10, 15 blows to each\ndoomed testicle. The smaller one finally burst and became a spongy mass of goo\nin its ballbag, and Joe held the remaining intact ball in his hand.\n\nJoe looked into the blue eyes of the bound young blond muscleboy. Their eyes\nfixed on each other. Brett's tear filled eyes pleaded \"No, no.\" Joe said \"Well\nstud, you spent all those years building up your muscles and trying to look\nperfect, and now you do. You look perfect. And now I am gonna ruin you for\ngood. All your muscles and work wasted. Big muscle stud naked and helpless and\ndefenseless. Say bye bye to your seeders.\"\n\nWith that the mallet came crashing down on the last testicle, rupturing the\nskin and forcing the orb out onto the floor, still attached to the body by its\ncords. Another blow to the ball splattered it for good.\n\nOn the way out Joe called 911. After all, he wanted justice and nothing more.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 70, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Bull castrated by mistress", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "None", "Text": "The large black bull had lived through his mating years. His \nmistress decided to have his testicles removed. However, she grew \nexcited at the thought of removing his balls and decided to do it \nherself.\n\nOne morning she came to his stall and admired his swollen balls,\"its \nsuch a pity to lose them, but I will make it pleasurable to you and \nme\".She lead him to the restraining area and trapped him so he could \nnot move.\n\nShe then knelt by his ball sac and massaged them. The bull was \naroused and dripping semen. She now suddenly grabbed the right nut \nand pulled it down hard and applied a crushing instrument. He was \nbellowing in agony, she continued to crush him. The bull could feel \nthe semen from his testicle now pouring out. When his right testicle \nwas completely crushed, she pulled the left one down and started to \ncrush it mercilessly. In agony and in ecstasy the bull lost his \ntesticles.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 12, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "mommy's boys???", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, a recent true account of the sons of a mom who used chemical castration and more to control her boys!!! This is true and happend earlier this year in new jersey", "Summary": "As a friedn and her youngest's soccer coach,i watched as the single mom of 2 handsoem unrully boys got what they deserved, as their mom chemically castrated them and then transformeed the oldest into a . she got he ideas from me and by readignthe eunuch archives..This is a true life account.", "Text": "` Removed for being totally illegible.-P-  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 8, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 2, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Police Investigate Testicle Removal?", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "True Story ?", "Text": "` Police Investigate Testicle Removal? `\n\nOAK PARK, Michigan -- Police are considering charges against a U.S. man who\ncut off the testicles of a man he met on the Internet.\n\nOfficers found the apparently willing victim sitting on a kerb in blood-\nstained jeans in Oak Park, Michigan.\n\nThey later found his testicles in a Tupperware container in a refrigerator at\nthe home of the suspect.\n\nPolice said the victim met the Oak Park man through the Internet. The pair\nchatted online before meeting in person.\n\nThe Oak Park man allegedly removed the testicles with a scalpel while the\nother man was on the kitchen table.\n\nThe suspect first stitched the wound, and the two sat around eating pie. Soon\nafterward, the victim started bleeding uncontrollably.\n\nDetective Lieutenant Bruce Smith told The Daily Tribune: \"The victim said this\nis something he wanted to do. I don't know why. It's unbelievable.\"\n\nHe said the 48-year-old victim, from Birmingham, later underwent three hours\nof surgery in hospital. The suspect, who was 29, was released while\nauthorities determine whether a crime was committed.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 15, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Lawn Service", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A slave learns of his Master\\'s plan for his castration.", "Text": "` LAWN SERVICE `\n\nMaster had already fired two lawn services because they didn't cut the lawn at\na consistent two-inch height. Now, don't get me wrong, I love him dearly, but\nprecision and neatness are not among Master's virtues. This didn't quite ring\ntrue to his form. He said it was just to facilitate his passion for playing\ngolf. But I suspected the real reason was he just didn't find the crews cute\nenough. Or not quite his type. I was very suspicious and very jealous. But as\na slave, what did I have to say in the matter?\n\nWe had been engaging in Master / slave experiences for nearly a year and a\nhalf when he decided he wanted me to quit my job, give up my apartment, and\nbecome his full-time whipping boy. I was ecstatic.\n\nThe relationship was everything I expected and hoped it would be. I was beaten\nand fucked regularly. I'd been whipped, branded, and tattooed. I was kept\nnude, summer and winter, inside and out. My nipples were pierced and had been\npumped so much they now extended three-quarters of an inch from my chest. I'd\nhad weights on my balls so often and for so long, they now dangled a good five\ninches below my rigid prick.\n\nBest of all was the bondage and torture. Master often had me cramped in a cage\nin the basement. I've been mummified in the closet for days at a time with a\nfeeding tube and a catheter as the only openings. I've been stretched on racks\nand crosses. I've been manacled to slings. But my all time favorite was being\nburied alive.\n\nMaster kept a shallow trough dug in the back yard covered with a metal plate\nand a layer of turf. Only two openings: a breathing tube and a small removable\nplate above my crotch for torture.\n\nOften after an evening of discipline, Master led me to the backyard, unearthed\nthe steel plate and had me lie down in the hole. There was no need to tie me.\nBy the time the metal and grass had been replaced, I wasn't going anywhere.\n\n\"Sleep good. We'll practice golf in the morning.\" He shouted this parting\ncomment this time.\n\nI had slept, but the morning chill had penetrated the ground, and by the time\nhe pulled aside the metal plate, I was shivering. His warm piss splashing into\nmy crotch felt almost hot.\n\nThen he attached the three-inch stretcher to my sack and locked the plate\ntightly in place against the binding. That placed my balls even with the top\nof the grass where he placed a golf tee into my nut sack piercing. He was\nready to practice his golf swing.\n\nHe was particularly brutal this morning. The screams echoed in the confined\nspace, and I nearly deafened myself. Finally he stopped. I fully expected that\nhe'd get me out then, as he often did.\n\nInstead, he shouted in to me. \"Breakfast time. I'll be back. Meantime, think\nabout this: I've chosen today as the day for your ultimate slave sacrifice.\"\n\nI shuddered. I had known all along that eventually I'd be castrated, but had\nexpected more notice to prepare myself. I was wondering how he planned to do\nit when I heard a distant motor. That's when I remembered it was the day for\nthe lawn service crew, with its riding mower set at the depth of precisely two\ninches.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Vampire", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Fiction and not for minors.A vampire fantasy.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Vampire.\n\nMy name is Thecia and I\u2019m a 31 year old cutter. Most of my stories have some\ntruth in them. This one is a fantasy.\n\nMarisa lives in Dallas and works in Grand Prairie TX. When ever there is a\nfull moon she seems to drop out of sight. So here is the story of Marissa.\n\nIt was the night before a full moon, Marisa\u2019s mind and body were uneasy at\nthey always were at this time in the lunar month. It was time to find her\ncohort, Julia and, as she puts it, \u201cscratch their itch.\u201d\n\nMarisa and Julia waited behind the rear entrance of \u201cDaddy\u2019s Money\u201d, a bar in\nDallas. A thin man with a cowboy hat staggered out and made his way to a rusty\npick up truck. As he fumbled with the door key, Julia approached him and asked\nif he was going toward McKinney. While ogling the young woman, the horny\ncowboy answered that if she was going there, he was going there. As he turned\nto enter the truck her taser hit him and he fell like a ton of bricks. The two\nwomen bound and gagged the man. They struggled to get him into the bed of the\ntruck and left with their prize.\n\nThe second victim was taking a leak in an alley behind a Burger King. He fell\nlike the first and was bound and loaded in seconds.\n\nThey took them to the basement of a warehouse building in the east side of\nDallas.\n\nThe men woke to total darkness. Each was unaware of the others presence.\n\nHours later the morning sun began to shine a tiny bit of light through the\ncracks in the shuttered windows and each man became aware of the other.\n\nA door creaked and two shadowy figures moved toward the prostrate men.\n\nEach felt a gentle hand massage their balls. Two cocks rose as one. The\nwomen\u2019s attention moved to the hard dicks and at the same point in time they\npierced each cock with their sharp teeth. The men screamed in their gags and\nbled like stuck pigs. The women, with abandon, drank the pulsing blood. Each\nwound was expertly tended to and the men were again left in the darkness.\n\nThe two chained men cringed as they saw the vampire, Marisa, walk into the\ncell. This would be the third day of their ordeal. Both were now chained to\nhard stainless steel tables and both men knew what was coming.\n\nMarisa calmly finger flicked Ken\u2019s cock and balls, bringing the blood to the\nsurface. Slowly she sexually mouthed each ball. His big dick began to harden\nand grow despite his fear. She moved her attention to his ever expanding cock.\nHer lips expertly caressed it. First the helmet received her attention\nfollowed by her talented tongue tracing his shaft, first around his rock hard\npole and then up and down it. Ken, knowing what would ensue, tried to stop his\nboiling load of cum from erupting. His efforts were to no avail, as the first\nspurt of thick rich cum shot into her hot, waiting mouth he felt her right\ncanine teeth puncture his still rock hard cock. Even through the extreme pain\nhis big cock kept discharging huge ropes of cum. Marisa hungrily sucked in the\ngreat quantity of cum/blood mixture. Her pursed lips showed the shadow of a\nsmile.\n\nJames, whose eyes had been glued to the scene, was already hard from watching.\nMarisa didn\u2019t waste time on his cock but immediately mouthed his right ball\nand her sharp teeth punctured though sack and ball in one bite. She expertly\nsucked the ball until all of the available blood was gone. The left nut\nsuffered the same fate. Even with the pain his long thin cock was as hard as a\nrock. She said, \u201cTomorrow was to be the day, but what the hell.\u201d\n\nWithout ceremony she mouthed the head of his dick and bit it off at the helmet\nlip with one chomp of her powerful jaws. Blood spurted everywhere, but, after\nthe first spatter, every drop was sucked into her waiting wide open mouth. The\nhelmet was chewed and swallowed.\n\nThe women used a red hot iron to cauterize the wound and forced a thin tube\ninto his pee hole to keep it from scaring over. Even without his helmet, his\ndick was impressive.\n\nJulia entered the room and surveyed the carnage. Her words were, \u201cand so it\nbegins.\u201d\n\nBoth of Ken\u2019s balls wouldn\u2019t fit in her mouth but she forced them. She sucked\non them for a minute and ken then felt her strong teeth begin to crush the\ncords in his nutsack. Moments later Julia\u2019s teeth met and Ken\u2019s balls forever\nleft his body. Each one made a popping sound as it ruptured. They were soon\nmush in her mouth and she swallowed them.\n\nBy the end of the day, both cocks and all four balls were history. The two\nwomen were sated, at least until next month.\n\nThe men were treated by a local underground castratrix (that would be Thecia)\nand put back into society as eunuchs.\n\nI don\u2019t know what the vampires did then, but Thecia stopped at a Mexican\nrestaurant and had a taco.\n\nRespectfully Submitted,\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hijra Article from Hindustan Times 26 Sept. '98", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Actual Newspaper Article", "Text": "Front Page \nCity \nStates \nNation \nForeign \nEconomy \nSports \nOpinion \nEditorial \nCartoon \nNetfile \nHome\n\n\nAdvertise\nSearch\nArchive\nFeedback\nAbout Us\n\n\n\n\n\nNetFile\nShowBuz\nSunday\nL&S;\nMetro\nGourmet Fare\n\n\n\n\n\nClassifieds\nStocks\n\n            \n            The final blow to my manhood \n\n\n\n            My name is Shabnam and I am a eunuch. I was not born so...well, this story is\n            about how a young man called Aslam was turned into Shabnam\n            overnight...through a barbaric operation. The deep gash of a knife that you see on\n            my face is a recent one. I got it a few days back in a scuffle at the Old Delhi\n            Railway. \n\n            One customer, a very tall young man, tried to run away by not paying me after we\n            had sex behind the public urinals. I was soon overpowered by him, though I\n            myself am quite strong. Luckily, a cop, who is also my \u201cadmirer\u201d, came to my\n            rescue. As I stood before the mirror at home that night, attending to the bleeding\n            cut in my left cheek with an anti-septic cream, I was suddenly filled with a twinge\n            of pity for myself. Where has Fate brought me? I almost wept as I looked at my\n            pathetic, painted face, kohl-lined eyelashes, balls of wool in my kameez and a\n            woman\u2019s dress with a red dupatta, hanging about me as if on a dressmaker\u2019s\n            mannequin. \n\n            Contrast this with my image of only three years ago, to which the mirror hanging\n            in my old Seelampuri one-room flat has been witness. I was a handsome young\n            man of 27, clean-shaven and always dressed simply in a white shirt and black\n            trousers ( my favourite), in which I would sit for hours at the sewing-machine. I\n            was a tailor in Moradabad. Since it was an old, shabby quarter where I had my\n            little shop perched atop a hair-dresser\u2019s, with whom I shared a common stairway,\n            all sorts of customers frequented my shop. Among them were a group of hijras\n            who came almost every night, since I was soon hooked on grass and other drugs\n            of which they always had a good supply. As time went by, I didn\u2019t mind even\n            being paid in drugs for the clothes I (or, rather my assistant) sewed for them.\n            And, they in turn, used my shop, after closing time, as a convenient joint for their\n            drunken get-togethers. \n\n            Little did I suspect how cunningly the clap-trap had laid for me. And I, the fool I\n            was, myself walked into it. On a pretext, they took me one evening to the\n            outskirts of the city, for a \u201cdrinking session\u201d, persuaded by one elderly hijra (\n            addressed by others as guru of their dham), where they kept me confined in an\n            old, deserted house, feeding me on opium and milk for three days (a ritual they\n            judiciously follow before the main ceremony). \n\n            Then came the night that ruined my life. Under a full moon, dozens of colourfully\n            dressed hijras had gathered with dhol-beaters. In a state of drunken stupor, I was\n            brought to a raised mound of earth, and even though I was half-conscious the\n            terror alerted me and I vividly remember the pounding of the drums and the mad,\n            frenzy of the dancing hijras, as they celebrated another addition (myself) to their\n            grotesque world. A quack had been hired (for Rs 5,000, I found later on) to deal\n            the final blow on my manhood with a doctor\u2019s blade. It all happened in a flash of\n            a knife. As per the ritual, I was left to bleed through the night, with some elderly\n            hijras having applied a paste of katha and some herbs as antiseptic on my\n            wounds. \n\n            Well, the rest is imaginable. There are certain injunctions we must follow. We\n            must shave every day, make up our faces heavily to hide any trace of stubble,\n            practice obscene pelvic thrusts, learn the lewd, rhythmic dialect of the hijras and\n            obscene parodies of popular film songs and be ready to tear a throat or lift a\n            child...for ransom.\u201d (The conversation was interrupted on the roadside, near the\n            Old Delhi Railway Station, as a car glided to a halt, and the man inside beckoned\n            to Shabnam to hop in. And that was the last this writer saw of Shabnam, a victim\n            of such strange twist of fate!) \n\n            (As told to Pankaj Tuli)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 77, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Contest", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "A contest where men lose their cocks", "Text": "The Contest\n\nBy Carol\n\nIt is the night of the cockoff contest at the FemDom Club. The Mistresses\ndressed in their finest fetish outfits are looking forward to the night's\nfestivities. Each Mistress who intends to enter the contest, and win the\nmillion dollar prize, has brought a male, to represent her in the contests.\nThe males, all of whom are powerfully built, and well endowed between their\nlegs, are chained naked to the walls of the room so that they could be\ninspected by those who will be betting on the outcome of the event.\n\nThe rules of the contest are simple. It is to be a tug of war. Each man will\nhave hs cock pierced, and a steel ring secured through the piercing. Then the\nmen will be paired off. They will stand with a cock guillotine between them. A\nsteel wire will be attached to their rings, passing through the guillotine.\nThe object is for one man to pull the other man's cock into the guillotine,\nwhere it will be cut off. The Mistress of the last man with a cock still\nattached to his body is the winner. To make things more interesting the men\nwill have their hands secured behind their backs so all pulling will have to\nbe done with their cocks. Also the tripping devise of the guillotine is\nactivated when the loser's cock is fully under the blade. It is activated by a\nbutton his own body will hit. Although the Mistress may not pull on the wire,\nor in any way pull on her male to assist him, she may encourage him to greater\neffort by using a cattle prod on his cock and balls.\n\nIt is time for the first heat of the contest to begin. The betting has been\nheavy with Mistress Anne's, and Mistress Barbara's males being the favorites.\nThe men are brought to the judges table where he is commanded to stroke\nhimself hard. He is then ordered to place his cock on a wooden plank so the\njudge can hammer an iron spike through his cock. The spike is removed and a\n\"U\" shaped steel staple with the ends flattened and drilled out is placed on\nhis cock with the holes over the piercing. A threaded rod is inserted through\nthe staple and his cock to be secured with lock washers and nuts on top and\nbottom.\n\nOnce the men are ready they are led to their places on either side of the\nguillotines. The judge goes from pair to pair, attaching the wire cable to\ntheir cocks and insuring that they are equal distant from the guillotine. When\nshe is sure that all is as it should be, the judge signals for the contest to\nbegin. Soon the room is filled with the grunts and groans of the men straining\nto pull their opponent into the guillotine, and keep from being pulled into it\nthemselves. There is the occasional scream of a man being urged on to greater\neffort by his Mistress, and her cattle prod. Women are cheering on their\nfavorites. Then there is the swish, and scream as the first cock is severed by\na guillotine. Women are clapping and cheering the event. The women who bet on\nthe winner collect their bets. It is not long before half the men have lost\ntheir cocks which became trophies for the Mistress\u2019 of the winners.\n\nThere is a brief intermission during which the men who still have their cocks\nare set up for the next heat, and the women have a chance to place their bets.\nThis heat is the same as the first, only with half the men. It takes heat,\nafter heat until there are only two men who still have their cocks. As was\nexpected they are Mistress Anne\u2019s, and Mistress Barbara\u2019s males. The betting\nis very heavy on this the last hear. This heat is the longest as both men are\nevenly matched. Then there is the familiar swishing noise as the blade drops\nto cut off a cock. Mistress Anne\u2019s male is the last man with a cock attached.\nShe is declared to be the winner. After collecting her million dollar prize,\nahe tells her male that he will receive a reward. She blindfolds him, and\nleads him to one of the guillotines. She places his cock under the blade, and\nholding it in her hand she lightly strokes it to full erection. She whispers\nin his ear, as she continues to stroke him. Then as he begins to shoot his\nload, she kisses him on his lips and pulls him by his cock into the release\nbutton. His cock is severed and come off in her hand. She holds her final\ntrophy over her head to the cheers of all the women in the room.\n\nAs for the men. Their wounds are cauterized with hot irons, and they will be\nallowed a brief period to recuperate before returning to the FemDom club next\nmonth for the ballsoff contest.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fedish", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Me and the weird things i did to my penis!", "Text": "Hi, \n\tMy name is Jeremy and when I was 14 was when it all began. \nI got into doing weird things to my penis which got to the point \nthat it was a daily thing for me. \n\tIt started when I was 14 of course with a q-tip. I was in \nthe restroom right before I took a shower. I got a wacky idea. I \nwould remove the cotton from the q-tip and stick it down my dick \nhole. I did. I was in pain for a few short minuets. I did not bleed \nbut when I took a piss it hurt. \n\tThen a few days later I got another idea. I was going to \npinch my dick with a needle. My moms sewing needle. All the family \nwas gone and I found the needle after 10 min. of looking. I was in \nmy room with alcohol. Rubbed it on my dick and stuck it through the \nskin. That was not enough though. I needed more. I got the needle \nand stuck it directly through my dick. From the top to the bottom. \nBut it was still not enough. I had a swiss army knife in my room. I \nreached under my bed and took out the long knife. I thought and \nbefore I was finished it was done. I had my penis in one hand and \nthe knife in the other. I was bleeding of course. I called my \nfriend who came over and laughed so hard. He liked it though. He \nwas Gay to. He was a junior and could drive. He drove me to Sierra \nProvidence Memorial and stayed with me through the hole thing. They \ncould not put it back on.\n\tToday when I get an erection you can see a little stump. I \npiss through a tube like thingy. My parents by a miricle still \ndon\u2019t know im dick less. I am 18 now. The same guy who helped now \nis my boyfriend.\n\tLater", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Brad & Mike", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Brad and MIke meet in a club, and Brad has some fun with Mike later.", "Text": "` Mike, a 21 year old tattoo artist, walks into the small concert hall. As the\nband finishes the song, the crowd begins to separate. Mike wanders around for\na bit and bumps into a young boy who introduces himself by the name of Brad.\nMike is definatly attracted to this man but not quite sure if Brad swings the\nsame way. `\n\nThe two move to a corner away from the music being played and get to know each\nother a little more. Brad is 19, and an aspiring artist in a small local band.\nEventually, he couldnt take it anymore and he had to have Mike.\n\n\"You.. wanna go to my place?\" Brad asked hesitantly. Mike stared at him in\nawe. He couldn't believe it. But did Brad have the intentions Mike did? They\ndrove to Brad's apartment, stayed in the car for a while just talking, and\neventually got out and headed twards the door. Brad lead Mike through the dark\nliving room and switched on a light at the far end on the room. The room was\nsoon flooded with an irridescent light. Colorful, fluffy couches and armchairs\nwere placed in a circle around a large black coffee table. In each corner was\na silver floor lamp with 3 bulbs each: Red, blue, and a soft white.\n\n\"Nice place,\" Mike complimented, \"What's the bedroom look like? Heh.\" By now\nMike was getting a little braver and more interested in Brad. Brad nodded\njoyfully and motioned to the bedroom. As Mike walked into the room his eyes\nlit up. The walls were totally coverd in posters of bands both local and\nwidely known. Mostly emo but some metal and even a Beethoven poster. Brad\nclosed the door behind them and admired Mike's slender body. The way his toned\nchest and tummy looked in that tight fishnet shirt was beginning to make Brad\nhard. He quickly walked over to the small CD player and turned on Kill Hannah.\n\n\"I love this band,\" Brad stated. Mike nodded in agreement and slowly walked\nover to Brad. He leaned in close and whispered in Brad's ear that he couldn't\ntake it any longer, he had to have him. Brad didn't know what to think. He\nhesitated a little, touching Mike's knee. Mike kissed Brad's neck sensually,\nwhich gave Brad a little more confidence.\n\nHe slowly slid his hand up Mike's thigh and rubbed his erection over his\npants. Mike sighed heavily urging him to continue. Brad kissed Mike's lips\nsoftly and pushed on his tummy. Mike fell on the bed and Brad climbed on top\nof him running his cold hands up Mike's fishnets. Mike began to undo Brad's\npants and slipped his hand inside Brad's boxers. He began to fondle his hard\ndick and whisper in his ear. They both stripped of all their clothing and Brad\nreached over to his nightstand. He grabbed a small blak rubber band out of the\ndrawer and placed it around Mike's balls.\n\nMike looked at him puzzled but Brad just told him to trust him and he started\nto masterbate Mike. Everytime Mike would feel the urge to cum Brad would stop\nfor a minute and then continue again. He did this about 4 times and by now\nMike was in pain. Brad finally let Mike come to orgasm and when he did it\nlasted a while. When the last ribbon of semen landed on his chest Brad reached\nfor a razor and placed it against Mike's penis.\n\n\"Do you trust me?\" Brad asked, Mike nodded. He knew what was coming but he\nwasn't concerned. Becoming a eunuch has been a fantasy of his for a while.\nBrad made a small inscision around the base of his scrotum and squeezed. Mike\ngroaned and within seconds Brad had two plump greyish spheres in his hand. He\nsevered the cord that attatched them and handed them to Mike. The pain was\nbecoming intense but he didn't mind. He enjoyed the pain. Brad was starting to\nget up when Mike grabbed his shoulder and told him to finish it.\n\n\"Take the rest,\" he commanded and Brad did just that. He shrugged and held the\nsame razor. Set it against his semi-erect penis and with two quick motions\nlasrge staff that had once been attatch, was not. Brad brought it to his lips\nand kissed it gently before giving it bak to Mike. The pain was becoming\nunbearable and he passed out. Brad sewed and bandaged his wound and drove him\nhome.\n\nAbout a month later Mike came back to visit Brad at his apartment. Brad asked\nto see what he had done and Mike pulled his pants down. Brad leaned forward\nand expamined the small bump where his penis had once been. He had since\npierced it, which Brad liked very much. Brad licked and kissed the small bump\nand after about 15 minutes a small rope of clear cum fell to the floor. Mike\ntold that he now has no real desire for sex and that he would like to be\nBrad's slave. Brad quickly agreed and slid his pants down. Brad has gotten a\nfull blown erection from playing with Mike's little stub.\n\nMike got on his hands and knee's and proceeded to give Brad oral. Brad told\nMike to get up and bend over. Brad slid his firm cock into Mike's ass and\npumped as hard as he could until he reached orgasm. Mike pleasured Brad\nwhenever he needed, as well as a couple of Brad's friends.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "ECT--truly a shocking story", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "a student nurse take a wrong turn in the tunnels of the mental hospital for the insane---", "Text": "` it had been a long day. i was headed back to the main entrance and home for\na cold beer and dinner. i wasn't paying attention as i came to the fork in the\ntunnels--one headed out and the other led to the worst patients in the state.\ni had walked for several minutes and knew something was wrong.i heard talking\nin front of me and continued on. i rounded a corner and came upon a group of\ninmates--i looked for their escort. i tried to smile and keep on walking. i\nwas suddenly grabbed from behind and held. the butcher of mystic lake stared\ninto my eyes. his foul breath invaded my nostrils. \"what have we here\"..he\nsnarled. i saw his escort lying in the doorway--all bloody and unmoving. \"i\nhave a special plan for you boy\". i was quickly stripped--and put on a gurney\nsecurely tied to it. a gag was shoved in my mouth and i struggled to get away.\nthey just laughed. i was wheeled down the hall to the----ECT ROOM---omygod. i\nstruggled harder. the gurney was put in position and i heard the buzz of\nclippers near my right ear. several swipes on the each temple and then my\npubic hair was stripped away. the ect harness was placed on my head and i felt\nmy testicles being pulled. the butcher looked me in the eye as i heard the\npower in the ect nachine being turned on--the high pitched buzz got louder and\nlouder---more power was being turned into it. he laughed and with a slash of\nthe staight razor seperated my testicles from me---then hit the button sending\nmeaga watts of electricity into the helmet and then-----darkness....  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Clitoridectomy Support Group 3 Christine", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "One woman relates what she has lost", "Text": "Christine\n\nTwo days later I met Christine. She was a slight woman, flat chested and with\nsmall blue eyes. She was about 30 years of age. She smiled at me and we again\nsat down to tea. She constantly fiddled with a little crystal ball that was on\na chain around her neck.\n\n\u2018You want to know my story?\u2019 she asked.\n\n\u2018Yes,\u2019 I said.\n\n\u201cIt began two years ago. I was working here and met a local man. He was\neducated and kind. We got along. After some months, he said he was under\npressure to get married. However, his mother insisted that he marry a virgin.\nHe assumed I wasn\u2019t, so he was telling me his dilemma.\u2019\n\n\u2018After some time, I told him I was a virgin. As I was approaching 30, marriage\nwas also on my mind. Eventually he took me to see his mother. She was openly\ndoubtful that a western woman would be telling the truth about her virginity.\nHowever, she said she would consider our relationship, but I needed to have a\nmedical examination.\u2019\n\n\u201cI went to the doctor she used, and he examined me carefully. He sent the\nreport to the mother. Later I saw her. She was still ambivalent. She had read\nI was a virgin, but I had not been circumcised. This meant that she could not\ntrust me after marriage.\u2019\n\n\u2018I talked to Ahmed, and he tried to persuade his mother that I was clearly of\ngood character. However she would not be moved. I had to be circumcised for\nher to consider our marriage.\u2019\n\n\u201cI said no, but I liked Ahmed and I wanted so much to be married. After a\ncouple of months, I agreed. The family doctor would do the operation.\u2019\n\n\u2018It was to be done after work on Monday. I spent the entire weekend\nmasturbating. I could not stop. When I went in on Monday, my clitoris was\nsore. It was almost a relief to have it removed. I went in, took off my\nknickers and lie half upright on a table. My ankles were put in stirrups and\npulled wide apart. My skirt was pulled up around my midriff. He swabbed\nbetween my labia, pulled my clitoris through a small ring, which he could\nreduce in size. When it was clamped there, he took out a scalpel and cut\nbehind it in one movement. There was a sharp pain and it was gone. He put in a\ncouple of stitches and told me to come back on Friday to have them out.\n\nI went back to my place without my knickers on, and did not wear any for the\nrest of the week, although I put a sanitary pad in place, when I went to bed\nthat night or when I sat down at work.\n\nThe stitches came out, and I faced my first weekend without a clitoris.\nHowever, I was so sore, that it did not occur to me to try to do anything.\nAfter another three weeks, the soreness went. I put my hand between my legs,\nbut there was nothing to play with. However the next month felt good. I could\nfeel my vagina get firm and I anticipated penetration. I had always\nmasturbated so much that I had never thought of feelings elsewhere than in my\nclitoris.\n\nAfter a couple of months, I went to see my prospective mother in law again.\nShe asked me to undress so she could inspect me. I did this and she looked at\nme and then felt me all over, prodding my buttocks, thighs, stomach and chest.\nFinally she parted my legs and looked at my sex.\n\nShe parted my outer labia to inspect me.\n\n\u2018That is a neat job,\u2019 she said, \u2018It has clearly be taken off at the base.\nThere is no loose flesh. You must feel much better.\u2019\n\nI was silent.\n\nThen she said, \u2018But you\u2019re too thin. You won\u2019t be able to bear good children.\nI do not think that you are satisfactory for my son.\u2019\n\n\u2018But I\u2019ve been circumcised as you requested,\u2019 I stammered.\n\n\u2018Yes, but that was for your own good.\u2019\n\n\u201cI haven\u2019t got a clitoris anymore.\u2019\n\n\u2018Not where it used to be,\u2019 she said and then she gave me this crystal ball.\nChristine continued to finger the ball hanging round her neck.\n\nI looked at Christine. \u201cThat\u2019s it?\u2019 I asked.\n\n\u2018Oh yes, she gave me my clitoris back.\u2019\n\n\u2018And Ahmed, what happened to him?\u2019\n\n\u2018He married a local woman three months later. I think she had it planned all\nalong.\u2019\n\n\u2018How long ago was this?\u2019\n\n\u2018Just over a year.\u2019\n\n\u2018What are you doing now?\u2019\n\n\u2018What can I do? I am a 30 year old virgin without a clitoris. Who would want\nme?\u2019\n\n\u2018Do you miss it?\u2019\n\n\u2018What, my clitoris? Of course. I played with it every day for almost 20 years.\nWhen I was nervous, I played with it. I used to spend half my weekend\nmasturbating. That was on of the reasons losing it did not seem so bad. I was\nspending so much time playing with myself that I did nothing else.\u2019\n\nShe continued to play with the plastic ball hanging round her neck. She than\ngave an ironic smile. \u201cI suppose I play with it more than ever now. But I do\nnot get any solace.\u2019\n\nI looked at her. \u2018Is there anything I can do?\u2019 I asked foolishly.\n\n\u2018Yes, let me cut yours off. If I haven\u2019t got one, why should anyone else?\u2019\n\n\u2018Coming her is the best thing for me. No-one else here has a clitoris. So I do\nnot feel so bad.\u2019\n\nI walked back to the hotel holding my arms across my chest. My nipples would\nnot come down. I squelched as I walked. I was horrified and excited.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 106, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Olga Fretor, Crime Boss.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Crime Boss. Thanks for reading, feedback plz!", "Text": "A crime boss named Olga Fretor was at the top in most areas. She was 45 years\nof age, wife of a now deceased king pin. Olga took\n\nover her husbands outfit after his death. She was brought into a world of\nviolence and crime at a very young age. Her parents\n\nwere very important among the crime rings. At age 12 her parents went missing.\nShe was adopted by two noteable people of a crime\n\nsyndicate and became apart of the group. At present time Olga is a transporter\nof inmates who are very well endowed.\n\nOlga recieved a package from a brazilian courier company. It was kept frozen\nand packaged and listed as a food product. She had a very\n\nlarge home and many of her outfit lounged there. The members in her outfit\nreferred to her as grand mama. She held the package and walked into\n\nher study room. She entered and was greeted by two members Cirstov and Sergei.\nBoth of the men knew grand mama's business but never directly\n\nasked her about her endverours in brazil. She placed the packaged on her desk\nand asked the two men quietly and politely to leave her and shut the door.\n\nThe two men walked out of the room and closed it tightly. Olga picked up her\nphone and dialed. \"Yes, hello?\" answered a male voice. \"Gregol. this is\n\nyour mama. I got your packaged I'm opening it as we speak.\" She started to\nunwrap the box. \"Mama, I hope it stayed fresh for you. I hope you enjoy it.\"\n\nShe finished unwraping the box, \"We will see.\" she spoke softly. She pulled\nout a steel box and opened it. Inside she feast her eyes on a huge package.\n\nShe smiled, \"Well done Gregol. This is splendid. I will enjoy this.\" With that\nshe hung up. Olga opened the seal and grabed the bag. Inside the bag\n\nlaid a very large cock. The penis was about 11 inches long. She opened the\nseal of the bag and pulled out the severed member. She laid it on her desk.\n\nShe then grabed the remaining contents inside. She pulled out a servered\nscrotum and put it on her desk aswell. The scrotum still had its two balls\ninside.\n\nAs she sat there lost in her lust of her fetish her door swung open and in\nwalked her niece Sove. Sove was well aware for her Aunts fetish. She saw the\n\nsevered organs of a male and really didn't pay much interest. Sove was very\nused to seeing severed cocks and balls on her Aunts desk since she was very\nyoung.\n\nSove had irrelevent business with her Aunt and she sat on her desk. Sove\nchatted and playfully grabbed the servered dong. She continued to speak and\n\ntossed the servered organ from hand to hand. Olga inturrupted Sove, \"Do you\nwant to share this feast with me Sove?\" Sove paused for a momenet,\n\n\"Mm I'm not very hungry at the moment.\" With that Sove stood up and walked out\nof the room waving goodbye.\n\nThe next day she met with her agents and met with various inmates. Eatch\ninmate stripped down naked. Olga walked around and picked out who she wanted\nto geld.\n\nOlga selected two of the six that were standing before her. The first inmate\nwas taken to her home and stripped. This man was convicted of double murder\nand\n\nsentenced to death. Olga paid the right people to handle these criminals. The\nman was taken to inside a room. This room had large holes carved out of the\nwall\n\nweighst high. The man was given several shots of testosteron to keep him fully\nerrect. He was faced towards the wall and his large cock was placed through\nthe\n\nhole. Olga was standing on the otherside. She saw the huge member slide\nthrough. Sove was present in the room. The cock was very large to Sove she is\nin a\n\nrelationship and surpurisingly to her her Aunts fetishes doesn't get in her\nway. But she watched as the strong errected cock was going to be cut off from\n\nits body and the two plump balls were going to be snipped off aswell. Olga was\nnotorious for severing cocks. This time she wanted to use a different method.\n\nOlga had a linen bag on a table. The bag would move around periodicly. A small\ngirl named Yasha enetered the room. Yasha was 12 years old and was Olga's\n\nGrandchild. Olga called out to Yasha. She walked over and saw the large penis\ncoming out of the wall. Yasha saw various castrations her Grandmother held.\n\nOlga asked Yasha if she would like to drain the cocks balls of its juices.\nYasha nodded in aggreement. Yasha walked over towards the monster cock. She\nwas\n\nshort so she didn't need to lean or kneel. Yasha fowarded her head toward the\n13inch cock and opened her small mouth. her lips were easy over the head of\nthe penis.\n\nShe tightly held the balls in her small palm and squeezed. Yasha naturally\nstarted to take more of the dong into her mouth. She sucked and stimulated the\n\ncock with her tounge. Finally she felt the head enlarge and the nuts started\nto strain. Jets of semen errupted from the cock into her small mouth. Yasha\n\nswalloed load after load. The cock ceased and she pulled away from the wall.\nYasha turned to her grandmother and smiled wiping the leftover semen off her\nface.\n\nOlga approached the cock and took the contents out of the small linene bag to\nreveal a 6inch python. The pythons face was masked to prevent injuries. The\npyhon was\n\nkept starving to enjoy its upcoming meal. Olga unmasked the python, in a split\nsecond the snake leaped forward and engulfed the dong with its mouth. Olga\n\nheld on the snake as it slowly krept up the mans cock. The python's mouth\nstretched in responce to the size of the penis. The snakes head and mouth\nstretched\n\nas if the snake was going to rip and explode. The fangs were still lifted as\nthe python made its way to the base of the cock. The snake finally held the\n\n13inch cock and its balls securdely in its mouth. The python slowly lowered\nits upper mouth and bit into the mans flesh. Everyone in the room was totally\n\ncaptivated by the scene and watched as the snake closed its mouth down\ncompletely as blood errupted from the mans groin area. The snake fell to the\nground with\n\nthe servered organs in its mouth. Olga quickly killed the python with a blade.\nShe cut open the pythons belly as the contents were now in the mid section of\nthe\n\nsnake. She slowly pulled the servered cock and balls out of the snakes belly\nand placed them on a plate. The dong was covered in a yellow plasma. Olga\npulled\n\nout both balls from the severed sack. She sniped of the cords and cleaned both\nof the nuts. She enjoyed a savoring meal that night and played back the video\nfootage\n\nshe recorded of the event as she ate. She also wondered how she would deal\nwith the next inmate she had in her cellar.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 112, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "School's Out: The Sale", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "After being emasculated, the prep work for sale must begin.", "Text": "# The Preparation\n\nJonathon was in a locked room with all the other new slaves. After their\nemasculation, it was a quick task that they were made a new urethra. But that\nwas not the least of what awaited them.\n\nThere are two kinds of slaves made available, those that are for work and\nthose that are for sex. A sexual slave, while being available for regular\nwork, is primarily sold for twice the price.\n\nA security guard came in and ordered all the slaves out of the room. They\nentered a room with many tables, almost like a medical centre. \"Slaves, bend\nover the table.\" Upon doing so, the slaves were then locked in a set of stocks\nto prevent them from moving.\n\nTwo nurses came in and started putting a tube up the anus of each slave.\nGiving the slave an enema, preparing for the final determination.\n\nThe doctor came in, and asked one of the nurses \"How many are going to be\nordered?\"\n\nThe nurse replied, \"We have four confirmed orders, with possibly a fifth.\"\n\nThe doctor started inspecting each anus, for various properties that gay men\nlook for. Upon selection, each one chosen was stamped on the other bum cheek\nwith a penis emblem.\n\nUpon leaving the room, the doctor said to a waiting man, \"George, your turn.\"\n\nGeorge was a specialist in manes. The chief way of identifying a working slave\nis by their bright mane covering their anus, as if to say 'not accessible'.\n\nThe nurses have already started to install the spiked spincter. To truly add\nvalue to the sex slaves, the other slaves must be prevented from engaging in\nthe activity. This is achieved by a device that will replace the function of\nthe spincter and be spiked to hurt anyone that tries to violate it.\n\nWith the spincter installed, George starts his work. He first finds the area\njust at the base of the spine and starts to operate there to create hair\nfollicles. Each worker slave is given their own variation of colour.\n\nBy the time the slaves are released from their bonds, most of them have a huge\nflowing mane hanging over their ass down to their knees. Their body will\nproduce hair for it for a long time to come.\n\n# The Sale\n\nThe next day the slaves are just below the stage, with Peter standing first on\nthe stage. His head is bald, a number 3754 tag on his ear, and a long flowing\nyellow mane, he is ready to be sold. The auction starts at $7,500. By the end\nof the auction he is sold for $10,000.\n\nJonathon is next, his number is 3755, but he has no mane. The bidding starts\nat $15,000, and he looks out at those that are bidding. There are a few people\nfrom the neighbourhood. Miss Roberts from next door seems to be winning. He\nends up being sold for $22,000.\n\nAll in all, the auction nets $350,000 for the school. The slaves are shipped\noff to their respective owners upon payment.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Emporor and the Eunuchs", "Tags": "WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "The emporor castrated his enemies to make them submit, but in time it was he who submitted to their power.", "Text": "The Emporor and the Eunuchs\n\nPenectomypassion\n\nOnce upon a time in China, there was a glorious king. City after city fell\nbefore his army, and upon entering he married the prettiest princess in town.\nAnd to illistarte his might, he took her father and castrated him. After\nconquering all the cities, marrying all the prettiest princesses, and\ncastrating all the recaltrasant lords, he decred himself \u201cEmporor\u201d.\n\nNow he had hundreds of women and could not look after them all himself,\nafterall he had important affairs of state to attend to. One can hardly trust\nordinary soldiers to protect them. After thinking long and hard about this\nproblem, he summoned up all the eunuchs, who, upon there alteration, were\namong his most loyal subjects, and asked them to guard his wives. To\nfacilitate their task they built a prison-palace and locked all the women\naway. Only they and the emporor could come and go freely. Naturally they were\nwell placed to influence policy.\n\nOvertime the eunuchs began to die, but the demand for eunuchs only grew, so\nroyal officials turned to orphans. These defenseless young boys were sent to\nthe chopping block. The emporors grew to trust them more and more. They were\nnot disrtracted by fleshly passions, and being both parentless and childless\nthey were free from the corrupting blight of nepotism.\n\nBefore long he had children by the thousands. The boys were only allowed to\nsee their mothers in a special chambre, and spent the rest of their time in\nanother part of the palace where women were forbidden, lest they impregnate\nany of the queens. The eunuchs were responsible for managing this increasingly\ncomplex security system. They also were responsible for educating the princes.\n\nAfter many generations, under the supervision of the eunuchs, the kings became\ndecadent. They spent their time playing tennis, having sex, and smoking opium;\nwhile, the tedious task of governing was left to the eunuchs.\n\nThe souveign relaxed, and the slaves ruled.\n\nThe question asks itself, \u201cwho is really in control?\u201d When did the emporor\ncease being a master, and became a pet?\n\nMy obience may make you feel powerful, but you need my obience to be powerful.\nExploitation breeds dependance Power is always circular.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Extra Income VI", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, WARNING - SNUFF", "Summary": "A Eunuch\u2019s wife finds a way to earn extra cash as a hit woman.&nbsp; One client failed to pay, a deadly mistake.", "Text": "My eunuch husband Jim helped me again. I had this client who ordered a final\nsolution for a rival in Chicago. He seemed to be on the up & up, so I accepted\nthe down payment and blew into the windy city in order to take care of my\ncontract. After concluding business, I mailed the gonads to my client and went\nback home to Jim.  \n  \nAfter a couple of weeks, I had not received the final payment. The job was\ncertainly final, so I expected payment. I sent \u201cMr. Scrooge\u201d a polite email\nreminding him of the second $10,000 due. No reply. I sent two more emails with\nno result. I even made two phone calls, but he disconnected his cell. I was\npissed. Then Jim suggested a course of action, and helped with the technology.  \n  \nBack to the Windy City I went, and sought out my client. I knew his home\naddress, so I waited there for him to leave one morning. He worked as a\nmanager in a video store in one of the suburbs. Shortly after he opened the\nstore, I entered. He had never seen me before, so he showed no surprise. It\nwas early on a Tuesday morning, so I was the only customer. Actually, he would\nbe \"the customer\" receiving the services though. :)  \n  \nI wore a very low cut blouse to show off my ample assets to their best\nadvantage. He noticed. I called out and asked for some help, and he was only\ntoo anxious to come out from behind the counter and join me by the racks of\nDVDs. As he faced me, I threw my arms around him and introduced myself.  \n  \n\u201cI\u2019m Sharon Fox\u201d I said, and he looked shocked. Just then I pressed a button\non a small remote control that I held in my hands behind my back. I wore a\nvery special \u201chi tech\u201d bra that Jim had modified for me. On either side of my\nboobs there was a small cylinder with a CO2 charged syringe of a paralyzing\nagent. As we hugged, Mr. Scrooge got two little pricks in his chest and two\ninjections set off by the remote. His eyes were locked on my cleavage as the\nsyringes did their job. The paralyzing agent works quickly, and he slumped to\nthe floor, wide awake but unable to move.  \n  \n\u201cYou really should have paid your bill\u201d I told him. \u201cYour victim dangled his\nballs by my pussy as he filled my womb with his cum. You got your money\u2019s\nworth in his doom, just as we agreed, and you received his balls as the\ncontract specified\u201d I said. \u201cYour victim got to enjoy himself just before the\nend, kind of like a condemned man\u2019s last meal. You however will get no such\npleasure since you are a skin flint and a cheat\u201d.  \n  \nI took the keys out of his pocket and locked the front door, turning off the\n\u201cOPEN\u201d sign and turning on a \u201cCLOSED\u201d sign.  \n  \nI went back to him and unbuttoned my blouse. It had two small holes now. I\nunfastened my bra and slid down my skirt. \u201cHere\u2019s what your target got to\nfeast upon for his last meal. You will just get to look\u201d. Of course he could\nnot reply verbally, but I could see the reply from his penis in the tent\nrising in his slacks. .  \n  \nWith that I unzipped his pants and pulled them down around his paralyzed\nankles. Then I slid off his boxers. I found it funny that he sported a raging\nhard-on as I pulled out a carving knife from my shopping bag. I am sure he\nwould have screamed if he could, but not a sound came forth as I sliced off\nhis balls. He watched with a combination of pain, fear, and awe as I held up\none ball, opened my mouth, and chewed it up. \u201cOne down the hatch, one to go\u201d I\nsaid, and then repeated with his other ball. They actually tasted pretty good,\nkind of like a chewy version of steak tartar. \u201cNo more babies for you!\u201d  \n  \n\u201cNow for your final suck-off\u201d I said and sliced off his big boner. He was\nbleeding out as I held up his dick and began to suck on its little head. \u201cOh,\nI\u2019ll just let you finish\u201d I told him, and I stuffed his penis into his own\nmouth. He gurgled a little and passed out. He would bleed to death within 15\nminutes, and the cops would assume it was a mafia hit. I slipped out the back\ndoor of the store and headed back home.  \n  \nSimple lesson here: Pay your bills. Bill collection can be a painful process!  \n  \nI wonder what his penis would have tasted like. I guess I\u2019ll have to find out\non some future man. Maybe YOU?  \n  \nThinking of you guys,  \n  \nSharon Fox  \njimfoxeu@hotmail.com  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 63, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Busted - The Game Show:  Chapter 29", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "", "Text": "Busted \u2013 The Game Show\n\n\u00a9 Justin Cumberland 2007\n\nChapter Twenty-Nine\n\nInexorably, the sun sank towards the horizon. There was no stopping it; and\nwhen they pulled into the gas station it was a horizontal light, tinged with\nthe golden flame of an afternoon broken.\n\n\u2018We\u2019re not going to make it,\u2019 Garth said.\n\n\u2018Have you got any money?\u2019\n\nGarth said nothing. He stared at the windscreen.\n\nJason got out of the car. Behind the shop, at the side, there was a garage and\na guy in coveralls. He was standing at a bench and polishing a piece of\nmachinery which he had held in one hand.\n\n\u2018Have you got any gas?\u2019 Jason said. He heard his voice resound in the garage.\nIt was high and childlike. He was only fifteen.\n\nThe guy turned around and stopped. His eyes opened wide and he stared at\nJason. Stared at the panties. He swallowed.\n\n\u2018Have you got any gas? Jason said.\n\n\u2018How much do you want?\u2019 The guy said. He left off polishing the piece of metal\nand put it on the bench beside him, staring at the panties all the while. He\nlooked up at Jason and raised his eyebrows.\n\n\u2018A tankful. We\u2019re running on empty.\u2019\n\nThe guy walked over to the slits in the workshop door. He looked out at the\ncar and whistled. \u2018Fuck!\u2019 he said. \u2018A fucking Firebird! Is that your Dad?\u2019\n\n\u2018He\u2019s not my Dad.\u2019\n\n\u2018Did he send you in here to pay?\u2019 the guy said. He turned around and\nswallowed, looking Jason up and down.\n\n\u2018Sure he did,\u2019 Jason said.\n\n\u2018How much have you got?\u2019\n\n\u2018Hang on,\u2019 Jason said. He had forgotten about the tampon. He stepped out of\nthe workroom and tugged on the string, tossing it onto the floor in the corner\nof the shop. The tock stared at him but said nothing. He stepped back into the\nroom and smiled shyly. \u2018I don\u2019t \u2013 I haven\u2019t got any money,\u2019 he said. He put\nhis fingers into the waist of the panties and pulled them down, dragging them\nonto his thighs.\n\nThe guy came forward and put his hand on Jason\u2019s bicep, stopping him. Jason\nstood up and looked at the guy, leaving the panties stuck around his thighs.\n\n\u2018You don\u2019t have to do that, son.\u2019\n\n\u2018It doesn\u2019t matter,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018I don\u2019t care.\u2019 He bent over and pulled the\npanties down, letting them fall to the ground. He bent down and picked them up\nholding them bunched in one hand. He was nervous.\n\nThe workshop guy stared at Jason\u2019s groin.\n\n\u2018What happened to you?\u2019\n\n\u2018I went to get tutored,\u2019 Jason said.\n\n\u2018Neutered, son. You mean neutered.\u2019\n\nJason knew what he meant.\n\n\u2018Did he do it to you?\u2019\n\nJason shrugged. \u2018Not really. It was my fault.\u2019\n\nThe guy shook his head and put his hand on Jason\u2019s arm again. \u2018Just put em\nback on, son. I\u2019ll give you the gas.\u2019 He looked like he was going to cry.\n\n\u2018Really?\u2019 Jason frowned.\n\n\u2018Yeah, really.\u2019\n\nJason looked down at the guy\u2019s groin. He was hard. He had nothing on under the\ncoveralls, obviously, and his dick had swung up. It was huge and was holding\nall of the fabric out and away from his body like a tent.\n\nJason put his hand out and touched it. \u2018Don\u2019t you want to,\u2019 he said. He looked\nup at the guy and squeezed his cock. It was thick and hard \u2013 as thick as\nJason\u2019s had been.\n\n\u2018I\u2019ll hurt you,\u2019 he said.\n\n\u2018You won\u2019t hurt me.\u2019\n\n\u2018I will.\u2019 The guy pushed Jason\u2019s hand away and turned around. He looked out\nthrough the slits in the roller-door. \u2018What a prick,\u2019 he said, shaking his\nhead. \u2018What a fucking prick!\u2019\n\nJason arched his head up suddenly. \u2018I want you to,\u2019 he said. He moved forward\nand put his hands around the guy\u2019s waist from behind. He found the slit in the\ncoveralls and reached his hand in. He found the guy\u2019s dick and wrapped his\nhand around it. He squeezed and moved his hand back and forth, pulling on it.\n\nThe guy exhaled. \u2018I said I\u2019d give it to you already.\u2019\n\n\u2018You can do it,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018I don\u2019t care. People have been fucking with me.\nIt doesn\u2019t matter.\u2019\n\nThe guy pushed him off and turned around. He brushed his fingers through his\nhair, backing; and hit an elbow on the roller door, making it thunder. \u2018I\u2019ll\njust give it to you, son.\u2019\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t you like me?\u2019\n\nThe guy threw his head back and rolled his eyes. \u2018Yes, son. I like you.\u2019\n\n\u2018Well, why don\u2019t you then?\u2019 Jason stepped forward and took his hand.\n\nThe guy bit his lips and turned his head to one side. \u2018I never liked it,\u2019 he\nsaid. \u2018I couldn\u2019t make you.\u2019 He pulled his hand away and looked down. \u2018Fuck!\u2019\nhe said. \u2018Look what the fuck they\u2019ve done to you!\u2019\n\nJason shrugged. He looked a bit sad, maybe; but it didn\u2019t really matter. \u2018I\ndon\u2019t really care about it,\u2019 he said, looking at the ground.\n\nThe mechanic started to cry. His shoulders hunched forward in a series of\nsudden sobs. \u2018Oh good Christ!\u2019 he said. He shook his head and crouched down,\ncradling his head in his hands. \u2018What\u2019s become of this world!\u2019\n\nJason came forward and put his hand on the guy\u2019s head, ruffling his hair\ngently. \u2018We\u2019re not good people,\u2019 he said.\n\nThe guy started to cry all the harder. \u2018But you\u2019ve got to try,\u2019 he sobbed.\n\u2018You can\u2019t just not try.\u2019\n\n\u2018You pretty well can,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018It doesn\u2019t really matter.\u2019\n\nThe guy\u2019s face contorted. \u2018What sort of fucked up philosophy is that?\u2019 he\nsaid, spitting the words.\n\nJason shrugged his shoulders. \u2018You\u2019re not good,\u2019 he said.\n\n\u2018I\u2019m a good man.\u2019\n\n\u2018You can\u2019t be,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018It\u2019s not possible.\u2019\n\n\u2018I try,\u2019 the guy said. \u2018I fucking well try.\u2019\n\n\u2018You\u2019re just torturing yourself.\u2019 Jason reached down and put a hand on the\nguy\u2019s shoulder. \u2018It\u2019s not like you think it is,\u2019 he said. He crouched down and\nkissed him on the forehead. \u2018You\u2019re not good.\u2019 Jason put his arms around the\nguy and hugged him.\n\n\u2018So I can just fuck you?\u2019\n\nJason shrugged.\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t you think there\u2019s something wrong about that?\u2019\n\n\u2018Well, of course there is,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018But I\u2019ll forgive you. You won\u2019t have\nto feel bad about it afterwards.\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh fuck,\u2019 the guy said. He got up suddenly and turned Jason around. He\nunbuttoned the coveralls and thrust forward, bending Jason over. He thrust his\ndick into Jason\u2019s arsehole and thrust forward mercilessly, pumping Jason hard\nand fast as though he couldn\u2019t stop to think about it. He came within a couple\nof minutes and crouched down on the ground again, buttoning the coveralls up.\n\n\u2018Can I have the gas?\u2019 Jason said. He unbunched the panties from his hand and\nput them on.\n\n\u2018I said you could have it.\u2019 He got up and walked to the other side of the\nworkshop. \u2018I would have fucking given it to you. I said that.\u2019\n\nJason followed him. \u2018Are you angry at me?\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh, kid,\u2019 the guy said, turning around suddenly and grabbing Jason, hugging\nhim to him and holding him. \u2018I\u2019m sorry. I\u2019m fucking sorry, okay.\u2019\n\n\u2018But I\u2019ve already forgiven you,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018I like you.\u2019\n\nThe guy moved back and held Jason at arm\u2019s length \u2013 held him by the shoulders.\n\u2018What are you?\u2019 he said. \u2018Some type of fucking saint.\u2019\n\n\u2018I\u2019m a piece of shit,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018I\u2019m a piece of fucking shit.\u2019\n\nThe guy gave him the gas. He seemed happier somehow and he clapped Jason on\nthe back as they walked to the car together, carrying a canister each. \u2018I\u2019ll\nhave to get more,\u2019 the guy said. He went back inside and Jason started to fill\nthe car. He looked around him. There were a couple of cars at the bowsers, a\ncouple of people charging their cars. There was a guy who stared at him,\ngiving himself a shock accidentally by putting his hand down without looking.\nHe shook it and sucked his fingers while he stared at Jason. The woman at the\nother car looked away. She glanced over quickly, once, saw Jason and then\nturned away, ignoring him, looking off to the horizon, away from the sun, to\nthe darkness where the day had been.\n\n\u2018I got you a chocolate,\u2019 the guy said.\n\nJason smiled suddenly. \u2018Oh wow! Thanks,\u2019 he said. \u2018I haven\u2019t had any of this\nfor ages.\u2019\n\nThe guy smiled wryly and put the canister down. \u2018You think you\u2019ll be okay?\u2019 He\nlooked into the car where Garth was sitting motionless.\n\nJason shrugged. \u2018Sure I will,\u2019 he said.\n\nThe guy smiled again. \u2018And kid,\u2019 he said, trying to turn away but stopping\nhimself. He looked off to the side, not meeting Jason\u2019s eyes. \u2018I\u2019m a piece of\nshit too,\u2019 he said. He looked up at Jason quickly, as though he might have\nsaid the wrong thing.\n\nJason was chewing on the chocolate. He smiled. \u2018That\u2019s it!\u2019 he said.\n\nThe guy smiled back at him, turning to face him again and dangling his hands\nat his sides. \u2018You\u2019ve got to be the best,\u2019 he said.\n\n\u2018Oh I am,\u2019 Jason said. \u2018I\u2019m the most fucked up piece of shit you could ever\nmeet.\u2019 He laughed suddenly and the guy laughed too.\n\nThe guy stood still for a moment, He didn\u2019t want to walk away, obviously; but\nhe made himself. There was nothing else to say. In the shop he looked out at\nJason again, turning around and making some comment to the tock like the tock\nwas some other guy who might somehow understand. It probably said something\nstupid because they always did.\n\nJason turned away and emptied the canister, chewing on the chocolate and\nbending down to pick up another of the canisters from the ground, staying bent\nover while he screwed the lid back on, keeping his legs and his back straight\nlike it was the most natural position in the world.\n\n\u2018Shit!\u2019 the guy at the bowser said. He had shocked himself again.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 59, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 216, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Talking Bot", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "My former friends got families, worked hard and spent their free \ntime in vacation. They didnt have time any more.\n\nSo I stopped going out meeting people. I bought things at online \nauctions, did my banking online and went only shopping to get \nsomething to eat. I forgot my mother language, only talked english \nat chat sites. Life got reduced to my monitor. \n\nLast night i cutted off my glans and instead installed a \npenis/computer port.\n\nI  listen to the way people talk. I combine fragments of sentences. \nI repeat phrases others said before.\n\nI am the man/machine, a cybernetic organism, living tissue as \nextension of a motherboard. \n\nI am the talking bot. \n\nTalk to me.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 23, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 13, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Kum Melar", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Indian Festival", "Text": "Kum mehla\n    =========\n    \n    We marched and chanted to the water's edge, the Mother Ganges. 1000 \n    of us new followers. We were to be the next generation of holy men. \n    To be naked from this day on. We de-robbed for the last time at the \n    waters edge and took a step into the water. The holy leaders \n    arrived and blessed us with the holy water.\n    \n    Our future followers we're here en-mass, 1000s. We erected \n    ourselves by whatever means needed. I  just played sensitively with \n    my penis.\n    \n    Female followers, now naked entered the water. A beautiful young \n    woman, maybe 25 stood in front of me. She held my penis with both \n    hands, one near the head, the other near the shaft. If felt great. \n    She smiled sweetly. And then... She moved her hands rapidly and \n    violently in opposite directions, obviously well practised on \n    various crops.\n    She broke my penis so easily. Unlike the crops she was used to \n    breaking , my penis stayed in one piece however it would never be \n    erect again.\n    \n    She lead from Mother Ganges by my penis. On the side of the river, \n    she released her grip. I fell to feet and kissed them in gratitude. \n    She smiled down at me. When I stood up, she and 1000 or so \n    followers knelt down. They stayed knelt as I walked past them to \n    start my life as  a holy man.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Sultana's Eunuchs", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "The empire got a Sultana. She was going to make eunuchs in a new way.", "Text": "I never dreamed that I would be in charge of the eunuch making \nchamber.  Me, the Sultana\u2019s maid.  The sultan was weak.  So different\n from the sultana, beautiful and strong.   He, like most men, liked \nto screw two women at the same time.  One night long time ago, when\n he was screwing me, the Sultana grabbed his balls and squeezed them\n hard.  To our surprised, he liked it.  We gradually did that more\n and more and discovered his submissive streak.  The Sultana did more\n and more ball squeezing and less screwing.  She could not bear the\n thought of him invading her.  She gradually had him under her total\n control.  She let him come only if he obeyed her.  She let him know\n that she preferred making love to the women in the harem.  She\n controlled him outside the bedroom too.  Gradually, she got all his\n power.  She was smart and intelligent.  Most officials in court\n quickly saw the light and followed the winner.\n\n\n\n\nI was riding the sultan.  The Sultana was squeezing his balls.  He\n seemed to twisting much more than before.  He sounded more painful\n than pleasured.  Suddenly, he screamed.  His body was twisting\n violently under me. He was clearly in tremendous pain.  The Sultana\n pushed me forward from behind.  She grabbed my tits and started\n riding his cock. She kissed me hard and rubbed herself against my\n back.  She was wild with excitement.  She went on and on, with one\n orgasm after another.   \n\n\nFinally the Sultana stopped.  She was spent, but still holding me\n tight from behind.  After a long while, she said weakly: \"I crushed\n his balls.  I could feel it go pop in my hand.  It was so\n exciting.\"  When we turned and looked at the sultan, he was dead.  \n\n\n\n\n\nIt was easy for her to take over the empire.  She had the power\n anyway and nobody wanted to argue.   She then surprised everyone by\n announcing that we would make no more eunuchs.   That night, after a\n couple of hours of lovemaking, I asked her why.  The Sultana\n laughed.  \"Of course we must have eunuchs.  Why should I fight such\n an old tradition?  But we are going to make eunuchs my way.  We are\n going to have a lot of fun doing it.  This is just a ploy to pension\n off the old vets and put you in charge.\"  I was so surprised I could\n hardly speak.  \"I think you prefer women lovers!\"  \"I do, my love. \n But I enjoy men too.\"\n\n\n\n\nWe rebuilt the eunuch making chamber.  It used to be a depressing\n place.  We made it into a pleasure chamber.   All the furniture were\n replaced. The new furniture were designed to facilitate lovemaking.\n The Sultana designed many herself.   All the new guards were\n beautiful women.  A woman artist designed their new uniform,\n revealing, teasing, exciting.  The Sultana wanted all cocks to be\n hard and erect before she cut them off.  \n\n\n\n\nHand in hand, the Sultana and I walked into the new eunuch making\n chamber.  The man was already strapped to the bench with his legs\n wide apart.  Tonight, we were going to start making eunuch again.  \n The Sultana would do him the honor herself.  She walked around him\n for an inspection, satisfied with my choice.  His cock was huge, a\n massive twelve inch with a wide girth.  His enormous balls thrilled\n her. They were simply the largest set of  balls she had ever seen. \n Each testicle was slightly bigger than a large egg.  She touched him\n lightly, again and again.   \n\n\n\nWe walked towards the bed, kissing and fondling each other\u2019s\n breasts.  Two guards pushed the bench, following.  They raised the\n bench so he could watch us.  The eunuch-to-be was very excited. \n Poor thing.  Watching beautiful women make love with a hard on he\n could do nothing about.  We had to fix that problem for him. \n Standing next to the bed, we kissed and slowly undressed each\n other.  The Sultana turned around and dragged my bra lightly over\n his body.  After a while, she stopped and hanged the bra on his cock.\n\n\nWe made love.  The eunuch-to-be watched.  The guards kept him excited\n with kisses and caress.  They were told not to touch his cock. \n Other than that, they could do anything they wanted.  Then the\n Sultana sat on the edge of the bed, facing the cock and balls.  I\n sat behind her and continued to love her with kisses and my\n fingers.  The Sultana began to massage the balls.  The cock was\n twisting involuntarily.  \n\n\nThe Sultana gave the cock a squeeze.  He moved his hips to fuck her\n hand.  He was trembling, on the blink of coming.  She squeezed the\n balls hard.  She stopped him from coming.  He kept fucking her\n hand.  She let him, but kept squeezing the balls hard so he could\n not come.  His body was twisting more violently, with pleasure and\n pain.  She was having another orgasm.  \n\n\nSuddenly, he screamed.  She let go of the balls and took a sharp \nknife from beneath the bench.  She quickly cut the huge cock off,\n then the balls.  The Sultana dropped everything and turned towards\n me again.  She was so excited that it took five more orgasms before\n she was spent.  \n\n\n\n\nSince that night, we had made many more eunuchs.  We had a lot of fun\n and pleasure doing it.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 104, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat, No Cattle (part 6)", "Tags": "Other:  Cum Ranching", "Summary": "During which the nature of his captors' cash crop becomes apparent.", "Text": "\"Thank god.. I'm starving,\" Larry mumbled over his shoulder to the\ntough young woman muscling him along.  \"Shut up,\" she replied, \n\"feeding comes later.  First you get milked.\"  Then she grabbed him\nby the hair with her left hand and by the groin-halter with her \nright and bent him nearly double in one powerful stroke. She placed\ntwo fingers against the rivetted terminus of his rectal insert and\npushed.  Larry gasped and tried to straighten his weakened body but\nthe girl had by this time clamped a steel collar around his neck and\nwas about to pinion his arms behind him.  For this, she used the\ntether attached to the ring below his anus, wrapping it several times\naround his biceps just above the elbows.  \"Now,\" she said, \"time for\nyou to produce.  Be a good boy and cum real quick for Mommy.\" \n\nThe female wrangler, fully a foot shorter than her captive, blonde\nand with heavy, tanned breasts, abruptly yanked his swollen penis\nin the direction of what he had imagined were feeding troughs.  \nInstead, he realized he was about to be forced to ejaculate, his\nerection clamped along with his scrotum above a moving conveyor\nbelt carrying row upon row of large glass test tubes.  She snapped\nthe first enclosure, effectively immobilizing Larry's penis, and\ninstantly pulled his face down between her soft, slightly freckled\nbreasts.  With her other hand she began to manipulate his testicles.\nSimultaneously, a soft rubber sleeve descended and covered about\nhalf the length of his distended member, vibrating and, it seemed\napplying a slight suction.  \"C'mon you stupid bull,\" she whispered,\n\"shoot.\"  She increased the pressure on his scrotum while virtually\nmashing his lips and nose into her right breast.  In what seemed\nlike seconds, Larry experienced the longest, most excruciatingly\npleasurable ejaculation of his life.  In six or seven explosive\nspurts, he filled tube after tube on the passing belt, his cum \nshooting through a latex tube into one after another. His handler\nimmediately released his head and his scrotum, reached behind the\nlatter organ and pressed urgently, forcing the remnants of his\nejaculate out the end of his penis and into the collecting apparatus.\nIncredibly, she reached up and slapped his already reddened face\nwith painful force: \"You ever bite me again, I'll give you the\nbottle brush\".  Muttering, she moved behind him and grabbed a sixteen\nyear old boy by his harness, hustling him forward to be similarly\nevacuated.\n\n(to be continued)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Unwanted penectomy  [G]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Unwanted penectomy  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([cuthbert_twilley@hotmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/mailto:cuthbert_twilley@hotmail.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[PENECTOMY] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Young man has his penis removed involuntarily.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    You awaken with a hazy, hot hung over feeling, trying to remember \n    what happened last night. In a matter of seconds, you realize that \n    you are shackled to an upright wooden frame, some sort of X shaped \n    cross. Slowly, the events of last night come back to you. \n    \n    You'd spent the evening with a few j/o buddies, not really close \n    friends, just some guys that seemed to share a common hobby. You \n    remember horsing around with them, grabbing each other's erect \n    dicks and making comments about cutting them off. Afterwards, you \n    all shared some home brew of indeterminate quality. That's all you \n    remember.\n    \n    Must have been something in it, you think. \n    \n    A door on the far end of the room opens, and three people slowly \n    walk into the dimly lit room, as if in some kind of religious \n    procession. You smell incense almost right away, and soft music of \n    a church like quality reaches your ears. \n    \n    The newly arrived guests are all nude, and you can make out that \n    the two males have erections, and the female has very lovely \n    breasts. They are each carrying something, and slowly, almost \n    ceremoniously, lay what appear to be instruments on the small lace \n    covered table next to your wooden cross. The girl circles behind \n    and cinches up the shackles that bind you. She returns and faces \n    you, smiling, but saying nothing. She slowly begins sucking your \n    cock, bringing it to full erection in a matter of seconds.\n    \n    You notice that the nude males have been preparing the intruments. \n    One of them approaches and waits for the girl to withdraw your \n    stiff penis from her saliva laden lips. He slips some kind of plier \n    like device with a stretched out green ring over your erect cock, \n    and pulls it forcefully down to the base, never saying a word. He \n    repeats this exercise a second time, leaving a gap of about half an \n    inch on your throbbing erection. \n    \n    The other male, still with an erection, approaches with a \n    hypodermic needle and injects your cock near the base. The girl \n    with the lovely breasts and firm nipples then shoves something that \n    looks like a metal straw down your cock hole, and you struggle \n    against the pain. \n    \n    The girl then renews her efforts with your cock, alternately \n    sucking, tugging, and jerking. Despite the bizarreness of the \n    situation, you are very excited. You can almost sense what is \n    coming next. You're excited and scared, all at the same time. You \n    have had years of fantasises about a beautiful woman cutting off \n    your cock, and you are starting to believe that your time is nigh.\n    \n    One of the males approaches as you near your climax. You have that \n    wonderful feeling, the one that overpowers you just before the cum \n    starts to gush from your cock hole. The girl is stroking now in \n    time to the music, which had changed to an up tempo rock tune. You \n    groan in anticipation of an orgasm and God knows what else, and \n    suddenly you explode, your jizz squirting all over the girl. At \n    that same instant the male slices around the base of your cock with \n    a semicircular knife. There is a flash of pain, a recogntion that \n    things have changed. \n    \n    The girl slowly lifts your cock from its metal shunt, with your \n    piss tube still attached to your body. Immediately the second man \n    retrieves it and moves off into the far corner.\n    \n    At this point you feel yourself losing consciousness again.\n    \n    When you awaken, it is dark, and the room is empty except for the \n    small cot you're lying on, and a little table with what looks like \n    a snow globe that kids play with lying on it.\n    \n    You pick up the globe and realize that it's really you, or at least \n    a part of you, a part that will never give you intense pleasure \n    again.\n    \n    Inside the snow globe, perfectly preserved, is your penis, in the \n    erect state you so fondly remember from years of admiring it in a \n    mirror.\n    \n    At least they left it for me, you think, and I still have something \n    to remember all the good times.   \n    \n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20100626000418/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Education", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia learns new things.Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Education\n\nMy name is Thecia and I\u2019m a 31 year old cutter. I\u2019m an engineer by trade but\ncutting is my passion.\n\nOver the years I\u2019ve had women offer to pay for the privilege of slicing off a\nset of ripe balls. I would never do it for the fear that infection or some\nother complication would cause a legal problem for me.\n\nThrough my mentor, Digger, I met a woman called Angela, it seems she had been\ngang raped by her live-in boyfriend and some of his friends. Her own\nprescription for therapy was to cut a mans nuts off.\n\nWhile I wouldn\u2019t allow that on my watch, so to speak, I did have an answer.\n\nI heard of a group that practiced just this type of therapy. Thorough another\nunderground cutter in Chicago I found the group. They were headquartered in,\nof all places, Des Moines IA. Their practice is to capture and transport\nrapists and child molesters to their underground compound and use their balls\nto help others cope with bad experiences.\n\nI made arrangements for Angela and me to visit. Their fee was $5,000.00 and\nfor that the client would get to torture and cut off a set of deserving balls.\nAngela understood that if she couldn\u2019t bring herself to do the cutting, it\nwould be done for her and no money would be refunded. She would also be\nallowed to view any other procedures going on at the same time.\n\nThe facility was in the basement of an ambulance garage. The ambulttes were\nused for transport of the victims. Police rarely stop and ambulette and even\nif they did there would be nothing suspicious about a heavily drugged patient.\n\nWe were met by a woman called Nancy, who was obviously in charge. Angela gave\nNancy the stack of postal money orders totaling $5000. and we were escorted to\nthe basement. There were four \u201cwork rooms\u201d and two of them were occupied. One\nwoman had dropped 10 big ones to have an exploding ball contest. Using wooden\ncarpenter clamps she was taking a half of a turn at a time on two balls. One\nattach to a big black man and the other hanging from a slight white man. With\neach turn the respective ball would get flatter, they were both about a half\ninch thick but not ruptured. Each mans right nut was untouched. The men were\nscreaming in pain and each had passed out at least once already. When a man\npassed out the game would stop and the man would be revived. The men were told\nthat the winner would keep his balls. On the next turn of the screw the white\nguy\u2019s ball exploded. It popped like a balloon but with a deeper sound. The man\npassed out. The woman turned to the black man, gently released the almost flat\nball and caressed it with soothing oil. She said to the man, \u201cdo you remember\nthe promise, that when you win you will keep your balls? Well, I lied.\u201d With\nthat she raised a 20 oz. hammer and brought it down on the tortured ball. It\nexploded like the other one, but with much more force.\n\nThis was beginning to be fun, when the hammer crushed the doomed ball. I had\nan orgasm, I think Angela did too.\n\nThe woman held the black man\u2019s nutsack and drew a straight razor across the\nneck of it. Both the good ball and the pureed one came off in her hand. She\npulled the still round one out by its cords and tossed the rest into a garbage\ncan that was provided there. She did the same with the white guy\u2019s manhood. We\nwatched as she wrapped dental floss tightly around the base of each penis.\nWhen they began to turn blue she drew the razor across each shaft and they now\nbelonged to her.\n\nWe now met Angela\u2019s subject. He was a large man of mid \u2013eastern origin. The\nman was strapped to a gurney and naked. We learned that he was a child\nmolester. His balls were impressive, nice big ones. I could tell that by her\nlook that Angela would enjoy this. She caressed his limp dick until it rose\nand hardened before us. She said, \u201cDo you like this, pig?\u201d He nodded in\nassent. She expertly worked his now large cock until pre-cum began to seep out\nof the tip. Angela said, \u201cOh! Big man, you\u2019re going to cum for me!\u201d With that\nthe first drop came out followed by a shooting ribbon. She bent it upward and\nit shot into his face, the next few ribbons fell on his chest and stomach. An\nimpressive load, from a doomed set of balls. She scooped up the spent spunk\nand wiped it from her hands onto his face.\n\nAngela\u2019s torture device of choice was a small set of nail clippers.\n\nShe told the man, \u201cA set of balls like this hurt me once, this pair will never\nhurt anyone again.\u201d\n\nWith the little clippers she began to take tiny bites of ball and scrotal\nmaterial. Each nip was about half the size of a pencil eraser. When the entire\nbottom of his nut sack was gone along with about half of the nuts, she tired\nof the game and attacked his no longer hard cock. There was so much blood that\nI thought the guy was going to bleed to death. She allowed me to stem some of\nthe blood and went back to her work. In the end we just cut the whole bloody\nmess from his body.\n\nWe watched two more nuttings. In one room the woman just walked in, grabbed\nthe guy\u2019s ball sack and sliced them off with one stroke. She then turned her\nback and walked out. The woman in the second room kicked the man\u2019s nuts to a\npulp and then just cut them off. It was a fun day.\n\nWe were told the castrated men would be transported to a far away city and\nabandoned in the inner city.\n\nOn the way back to the airport we stopped at a steakhouse called \u201cThe\nCattleman\u201d for dinner. I had an \u201cIowa Beef\u201d porterhouse steak and Angela had\nsirloin tips with gravy. I guess nutting makes both of us hungry.\n\nRespectfully submitted,\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 80, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The DVD of the Future", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Inspired by Videodrome (1983) by David Cronenberg", "Text": "The DVD of the Future\u2026 by nutmenow\n\nI remember my balls were heavy and filled with at least two weeks of cum. It's\nfunny  \nhow you remember the stupid little details of seemingly insignificant days.\nLooking  \nback, it was an ordinary day. Work, gym, class, home, study. Night classes had  \ndestroyed my social life and I was sure I could boast to the Guinness Book of\nWorld  \nRecords that I had the \"Largest Set of Blue Balls.\"\n\nThe tiny apartment came with a tiny mailbox in a wall. Usually it is empty, or\nfilled with  \nthe previous tenants mail. The brown paper wrapped package was addressed to\nsomeone,  \nI never could read the scribble, but the apartment number was correct. I threw\nmy bags  \non the chair next to the TV and opened the brown wrapper with a beer to keep\nme  \ncompany.\n\nThe box contained a single piece of paper and a DVD. The paper was covered\nwith more  \nscribbles and indecipherable mathematics. It looked like German, but the math\nlooked  \nlike something from Area 51. The DVD was unlabeled, so I put it in the\nmachine. The  \nscreen flickered and the movie began. A screen of text scrolled by with a\nbackdrop of  \nsome tropical paradise. The text was German, so was the hot babe in spandex\nthat  \nstrolled onto the set. The palm trees and sand were as fake as her tits, but\nshe looked like  \na porn star in all the tight spandex. Obviously an exercise show from Germany,\nbut why  \nsend it across the ocean to a tiny apartment in the middle of the city?\n\nShe stretched and breathed and the spandex shrank and clung. As the blonde\nbombshell  \ngot on all fours to kick back her leg, I could feel my pants shrink as my cock\ngrew to full  \nattention. Her breasts were squeezed between her arms and they thrust forward\nwith  \nevery \"mule kick.\" The cameraman must have been a very horny guy because he\nfocused  \non her breasts and face, completely ignoring the exercise with the legs.\n\nThe tape continued and all I saw was her chest and face. Even when she moved\naround  \nand did various exercises, the cameraman ignored the exercise and focused on\nthe navel  \nup. The whole tape was a German babe with her large breasts jiggling and lips\npursed  \ntogether inhaling and exhaling. I had my pants off and was sitting on the\nfloor in front of  \nthe TV enjoying the show when I felt a breeze. The cameraman had zoomed in\nfurther to  \njust film her lips.\n\nLarge ruby plump lips made a large circle on the screen. I heard the German\nbabe inhale  \nand then exhale squeezing the lips to a small point on the screen. Air flowed\nfreely from  \nthe TV on each exhale. I stopped sliding my hand up and down my eight-inch\nsausage in  \na cold sweat. My initial thought was that I was being filmed without my\nknowledge and  \nthe focus of a practical joke. I reached up to feel the screen for a hidden\nvent or hose and  \nmy hand went straight through the screen to grab a large tooth.\n\nI pulled my hand back and lipstick was on my thumb. I put my whole arm through\nthe  \nset and felt no end to the depth. My TV is less than three feet deep and I\nshould have felt  \nthe back of the TV if it was a practical joke. Logic failed and my cock\nthrobbed. The  \ncameraman zoomed out and showed the German babe with her back on the ground\nwith  \nher arms to her side. I remember thinking that she must be doing some bicycle\nmotion  \nwith her legs. The large breasts swayed and jiggled from side to side at the\ntop of the  \nscreen and her head blew quick blasts of air from the bottom.\n\nI reached up and played with her breasts. Having my hands full, I decided to\nslide my  \ncock into her mouth. If she were in the room, we would have been in a standing\n69, but  \nthis way, my hands were busy playing with tits and not holding her in the air.\nMy balls  \nslapped against her nose and the pain distracted me from the soft red lips and\nsmooth  \ntongue. Reaching down, I slide one testicle in her mouth and then the other.\nShe sucked  \nthem both in and then my cock slammed into her throat.\n\nHer lips squeezed around my entire package and her tongue fought the balls and\nbase of  \nthe cock. The throat was tight and she swallowed rhythmically around the\nsensitive tip.  \nIf she had been real, she would have died from asphyxiation with in the first\ntwo minutes,  \nbut five minutes in I was near orgasm and she was sweating from the leg\nworkout. My  \nknees framed her face and both my hands were under her spandex twisting and\ntweaking.  \nIt was a tight fit inside the TV. My shoulders and feet hung outside, the rest\nwas stroking  \nGerman babe.\n\nI came with two fists full of silicone enhanced breasts and a German babe's\nnose up my  \nass as I fired two weeks of cum down her throat. Looking behind the TV I half\nexpected  \na puddle of cum to form, but it never did. I ground my ass and balls into her\nface. My  \ncock softened and her tongue started fighting the limp intruder and two orbs.\nI laid my  \nhead on top of the TV in bliss. A few more minutes of rest and I would have\nrewound to  \nher stretching. The thought of sliding her spandex to the side and pounding\nass for an  \nhour put a smile on my face, and probably would have been good exercise.\n\nThen I felt nothing. Being inside the TV, looking at the top of the tube, I\nhad no idea  \nwhy. My knees felt wood beneath them, and then my cock and balls were in warm\npaste.  \nA piece of wood pushed them down and my cock and balls were trapped. I fell  \nbackwards trying to pull them free, but only my hands and torso touched\ncarpet. Looking  \nup I saw my knees on a counter top of a kitchen and a meat grinder between my\nlegs. My  \nfeet dangled from the edge of the TV and I tried to pull my package from the\nmetal tube,  \nbut the lid was locked and quickly cutting off the blood supply to my cock and\nballs.\n\nI pull my eyes from the meat grinder and looked up to the German equivalent of\nMartha  \nStewart. She was babbling about something with one hand on the lid and the\nother on the  \nold style hand crank. She slowly raised the handle and I felt the teeth pull\non my sack.  \nThen a tooth caught my foreskin. I clawed the carpet as she slowly turned the\nhandle. I  \nstarted to reach up to grab her hand. Then she stopped talking and with a tip\nof her  \ntongue extending from her lips in exertion, she furiously worked the handle.\nMy man  \nmeat became a few sausages and some stuffing for a duck.\n\nThe DVD continued for about two more hours. A rollercoaster, remote\nwaterfalls, and even  \nunderwater ship exploration from the comfort of your own home.  \nJust don't change the channel...\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Why I Had My Nuts Cut Off", "Tags": "TG, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Why I had my nuts cut off", "Text": "` I can't tell you how relieved becoming a Eunuch been for me. I wanted to get\naway from my fantasies of being dominated and having people hurt me for sexual\ngratification. My desire to have people hurt me for sexual gratification\nreally depressed me. I can't tell you how many nights I layed in bed thinking\nI should just blow my brains out. If you are someone out there who takes\ngratification from people performing degrading acts of pain and humiliation on\nyou then you have severe mental problems. I know it cost me much of my\nemotional sanity for many years. `\n\nAlso, I'm not counting light play domination between people who love each\nother as sadistic domination, that's just play. I needed domination because\nthe other fetish that aroused me was little youn adolescent and prepubescent\ngirls. I never acted on these impulses. But for some sick reason little girls\nmade my dick real hard. I masturbated alot to the mental images of these young\nschoolgirls sucking my dick and stroking my cock. I never acted on these\nimpulses. But because I fantasized about it to such a high degree when I did\nseek out sexual interaction with a real partner I wanted them to punish me for\nthe awful thoughts that go through my head.\n\nThat's why I went scheduled an appointment with the good doctor in\nPhiladelphia and had my nuts cut off surgically. I still masturbate, but my\ndick never really becomes hard. I couldn't penetrae anyone if I wanted to.\nUnfortunately I still fantasize about little girls while I jack off, but my\ndepression is greatly reduced since I know I can never act on the impulse.\n\nSince being castrated I have even started cross dressing and taking it up the\nass like a queer. I find that receiving anal sex greatly increases my\noccasional desire to jack off. It's almost like sucking dick and taking it up\nthe ass is a safe alternative to my desires. I even dress as a schoolgirl\nmaybe fulfilling another sick bastards perverted desires.\n\nI greatly suggest this as a lifestyle for other perverts like me who get\nturned on by looking at little girls or boys that should never be desired by\nan adult.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 23, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Short Story", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_ahdr.htm]**\n\n## A Short Story\n\n**Date:** 12 Oct 1997  \n**Time:** 21:39:44  \n**Remote Name:** 205.186.81.236  \n**Remote User:**  \n\n### description\n\nA young boy meets some very strange neighbors. (castration threat)\n\n### Comments\n\nI was 12 years old very nice boy. In our neighborhood was a farm. The farmer\nwas 50 yers and her wife some younger. They had no children. The farmer like\nto castrate animals. He was often asked to other farms to castrate a pork in\nan age of 3..4 weeks. One summer day I was in their house. The farmer and his\nwife were in the room. I had been there many times earlier, but this time they\nlooked at me on a somehow special way. They both smiled to me and looked at\nthemselves. Then the man asked me to come to him. I went to him. He took me\nsitting on his knee. He said:\"Could we now examine, what you have here between\nyour legs\". The wife smiled and said:\" maybe it is a right time to examine,\nbecause you are allready 12\" I was scared, but on the same time exited. The\nwife came also to and they opened my trousers and then draw rapidly my pants\ndown. The wife lifted my blues up, so I was naked sitting on the knee of the\nman. I pressed my thighs together and tryed to go out. However the man took a\nstrong grip on my hands and kept me on his knee. The wife touched my genitals\nand said: \"I think it is just a right time to examine this boy...hmmm...the\npenis is still small...hmm the foreskin is very long...but these testicles are\nalready rather big\" I could see and feel how the wife was exited. Her hands\neved starred. She pressed gently my foreskin, which was very long and thick.\nWith her other hands she cupped my testicles, which had arisen on my thighs.\nShe said:\"His testicles are rather big and heavy compared with his small\npenis..I think it is just a right time to castrate this boy...you may already\nhave jerks\" The man fastened me on his pelvis and took a strong grip on my\nwrists. I could go away. The wife visited shortly a cabin and I noticed a\nfolding razor in her hand. The wife said:\" I think we make the both necessary\noperations, we first circumcise his long foreskin..his foreskin is so long and\ndelicateus..it has to be circumcised...then we castrate him...his testicles\nare rather big and there is no other choise than to castrate him\" Then I could\nrelease myself and I escaped from the house. Afterwards I remembered the event\nand now I find it extremely exiting\n\n**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_aftr.htm]**", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "It's your balls if you skil on the check", "Tags": "WARNING, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Ralph couldn't pay his bar bill and was nearly nutted because of it.", "Text": "How had this happened? Ralph had been drinking at a run-down bar and\u2026 and yes,\nnow he remembered the blonde whore had picked his pocket and the bartender was\nnot very understanding. At the barman\u2019s signal, a thin msn had zapped him with\na billy club and now he was. . .where? He had awakened on a padded floor,\ncompletely naked. Lying next to him was another man, in the same condition.\nThey seemed to be in a boxing ring, but how could that be? All of a sudden he\nbecame aware of an audience, about twenty well-dressed couples in comfortable\nseats all around the ring.\n\nA man dressed like a referee entered and announced to the crowd: \u201cGood evening\nladies and gentlemen. Today we have two strong men who skipped on their\nchecks. They will now have the chance to pay their debts by amusing us\ntonight. The rules are simple. There are no rules except that only one man\nwill leave the ring a man. The other will leave only after his balls have been\nburst in the ring. Gentlemen, you will fight your opponent. Just as in chess\nthere are many different moves but only one of them the winning- the taking of\nthe king- tonight all moves are allowed but the only winning move will be the\ntaking of your opponent\u2019s testicles. If you choose not to fight both your\nballs will be removed, most painfully, Do you understand? Begin.\n\n\u201cThis is total bullshit,\u201d Ralph said. \u201cI\u2019m getting the Hell out of here, naked\nor not.\u201d Saying this he ran towards the ropes, but was stopped by four heavy-\nset men. They laid him on his back. One took out a cattle prod and pressed it\ninto Ralph\u2019s nutsac. Suddenly, Ralph felt every muscle in his body spasm. He\ntried to get into a fetal position, but it was no use. As quickly as it had\nstarted, it ended. The men left Ralph there and stepped out of the ring. As\nRalph staggered to his feet, the sailor took advantage of Ralph\u2019s\ndisorientation and ran straight for him. Ralph felt the man\u2019s hands grab his\nballs and realized that he had better do something in a hurry. The opponent\nmade a mistake. He squatted as he was pulling Ralph by the balls onto the mat,\nwith his own hairy balls dangling in mid air. Ralph, in terrible pain and\ndesperate, kicked out at the nuts in front of him and was awarded with not\nonly an instant release, but the sight of his tormenter on the ground holding\nthe kicked gonads.\n\nRalph began to hit the man on the head and neck. The sailor had to defend\nhimself, and as soon as he let go of his sac, Ralph grabbed it. They were\nslick with sweet. Ralph did his best. He squeezed and pulled with all his\nstrength when, without warning, the sailor\u2019s sac slipped from his grasp.\n\nBoth me were hurting and panting on the mat. As they looked around they saw\nthat many of the women were masturbating the man sitting next to them, and\nsome were rubbing their own clits, and other men were whaking themselves off.\nAs Ralph watched, one man started to cum and his woman gave him a full-force\nslam to the nuts. Somehow all this excited Ralph more than he had ever been,\nbut soon enough he saw his opponent approach. The guy, like Ralph, had a\nraging hard-on. Ralph pretended not to notice, and at the last moment rolled\naside when the sailor tried to get on top. And that was the sailor\u2019s mistake.\nRalph was able to reach behind and between the sailor\u2019s leg and get the man\u2019s\nballsac in an iron grip. He twisted the balls and the man fell to the mat like\na falling tree. Ralph was able to stand above the sailor, who landed on his\nface, straddling the sailor with the man\u2019s testicles in his hand. The crazy\nthought was let\u2019s shove them into the guy\u2019s own ass hole. Instead, Ralph began\nto lift the sailor from the mat by the balls. The sailor twisted around, but\nRalph was ready for that and fell the mat behind the sailor- still clutching\nthe man\u2019s testicles.\n\nRalph knew how to end it. With both hands on the sac, he placed his feet on\nthe man\u2019s ass and pulled the testicles while, at the same time pushing with\nhis feet. Ralph was sure he would rip the guy\u2019s balls off, but at the last\nmoment they slipped through his fingers. At this point the sailor was out\ncold. Ralph had won and was ready to leave. The referee said, \u201cThe young\nsailor is down, but not unmanned. We await victory. Remember, you must destroy\nhis manhood to save yours. Hearing this Ralph know that he must finish the job\nbefore the sailor came to. Ralph rolled the sailor onto his stomach, reached\nunder the man\u2019s belly and pulled the helpless balls onto the mat. Then, like a\nman killing cockroaches, Ralph stomped on the man\u2019s balls with all his force.\nThrough his bare feet Ralph could feel the other\u2019s nuts pop and knew that he\nhad won. The crowd went crazy. Cum was flying from all sides and the ladies\nwere moaning in pleasure.\n\nRalph WAS released, his balls swollen and badly bruised, but he recovered. As\nfor the sailor, nobody knows what happened to him.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 67, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Freeze", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_ahdr.htm]**\n\n## Freeze\n\n**Date:** 18 Nov 1997  \n**Time:** 18:12:06  \n**Remote Name:** 207.93.153.82  \n**Remote User:**  \n\n### description\n\nA girlfriend gets revenge on her abusive boyfriend. (testicles)\n\n### Comments\n\nMe and my girlfriend had had a really big fight. I guess I hit a couple of\ntimes too. I never hit a girl before but we got into this really serious fight\nand I just lost it. Afterwards she was as placid as a lamb. She never acted\nlike that before. For the next few weeks we saw each other like usual and we\neven had sex though she was much more tranquil. We weren't fighting or\nanything. It was eerie. Not that fights were a usual thing but once in a while\nit is normal for a blow up. I felt that something was wrong with her but I\ncouldn't figure it out. One evening after about three weeks of this she called\nme up at three in the morning and told me to come to her friend joe's house.\n\"What's wrong?\" I inquired. \"Oh nothing, I just really need to see you.\"\n\nI should have known something was up but I got myself dressed and took the\nthirty minute drive. I got to the house and she was standing at the door. She\nled me in and we went to the cellar where joe was sitting across from me. He\ngreeted me in a low non emotional voice. My girlfriend told me she would\nreturn in a minute. That minute turned into an hour and one half.\n\nAs soon as she left the room, I was grabbed by two big guys behind me and\npushed forward onto the floor. My clothes were literally ripped off me and a\nbunch of other guys came in. One guy was vaguely familiar. He identified\nhimself as my girlfriends' brother. He told me that when he was done with me\nI'd never hurt his sister again. With that, I felt the searing pain of one of\nthe guys plowing his member into my tight virgin ass. One after one they\nfucked me as hard as they could until I had been fucked by twelve guys. I was\nleft to lay there in pain for fifteen minutes.\n\nFour guys came back into the room and grabbed me by my arms and waist. They\ncarried me into the next room where a table had been set up with straps on all\nof its' corners. It sort of resembled a doctors examination table. I was\npushed onto it and then tied down face up so securely that I couldn't move\neven 1/2 inch. I was then gagged securely and blindfolded.\n\nSuddenly music was playing and I heard my girlfriends voice in my ear. \" Did\nyou learn your lesson or do you need more punishment? \" I tried to tell her I\nwas sorry but only muffled noise escaped. She told me she couldn't here me and\nrepeated. I kept trying to speak but could not get out anything. Then she\nwhispered \" I forgive you. Now you can relax and let me show you how. \"\n\nMy heart was racing and I was scared. I did not know what would happen next. I\nshuttered as I felt a warm open mouth engulf my flaccid small penis. Soon the\nmouth started to suck and the sensation in my dick began to outpower the\nanxiety I was feeling. I became fully erect as the lips clenched tightly and\nthe mouth produced strong pressure up and down. I knew it was my girlfriend\nfrom the style of blowjob I was getting. All my fears subsided as the pleasure\nincreased. Now I started to feel a weird sensation as if an athletic cup was\nbeing put over my balls. It couldn't be a cup though because my dick was\ngetting the best sucking it had ever had. The sucking stopped suddenly and my\ngirlfriend told me she had a special treat for me. She said it would feel cold\nfor a minute but that my orgasm would be the most intese of my life. Again she\nstarted to suck as my head expanded to full size in her mouth. All of a sudden\nI felt a shock of intense cold. It was a strange and uncomfortable clash with\nthe warm feeling on my head. My balls began to hurt baddly but my erection\ncontinued since I was so cold and the action was so furious. Then, as if it\nhad never happened, the pain on my balls went away. I felt no pain or\nanything. With that loss of pain the intensity of the blowjob became\nirresistable and I exploded a torential storm of cum. I must have shot 8\ntimes.\n\nI was then un blindfolded, untied and released. My girlfriend was not there. I\nwas told by joe that she had to run and that I was now free to go. As I bent\nover to grab my underwear, I saw to my horrible surprise that my balls were\nwhite and smoking. I didn't know what had been done. I touched them only to\nfind they were rocks. They had been frozen in liquid nitrogen. Within ten\nminutes they defrosted but were dead.\n\nWithin two days my balls and sack were black and foul smelling. I had to be\nrushed to the hospital for emergency castration to save me from infection.\n\nI'll never hit a woman again.\n\n**[eunuch.org/_private/stories_aftr.htm]**", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 78, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Forcibly Castrated by a Young Guy", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, chemical castration", "Summary": "A hot stud is chemically castrated by a younger guy", "Text": "Forcibly Castrated by a Young Guy\n\nI was the life of the party. I had a nice, fat 8 inch dick with low hanging\nballs. I had the pick of any girl I wanted. I was athletic, muscular and HOT.\nI loved fucking the girls but I couldn\u2019t always match my horny dick with a\nwaiting hole. My need for constant relief led me to an X rated bookstore. I\nloved to go into the booths and stick my huge dick through the hole. I loved\nto have a nice warm mouth suck my pole and empty my jizz. I soon found out\nthat guys were much better at sucking cock than any of my girlfriends.\n\nI was in the bookstore one day and a young guy walked in. He went into the\nbooth right in front of me and I entered in the booth right next door. He\nstarted sucking me and in no time had me hard as a rock. He asked me if I\nwanted to go to his house and have a couple of beers. I was so horny that I\nagreed. We got to his apartment and he gave me a cold one. As we drank, he\nasked me if I wanted any weed. I couldn\u2019t believe my luck. Weed really makes\nme horny and I couldn\u2019t wait to unload in his hot mouth. He started sucking me\nand worked me into a frenzy. As I was on the edge, he stopped sucking and\nsaid: \u201cWanna fuck my hot, tight ass stud? You can fuck me hard and long and\ndeep if you will get on your knees and suck my cock.\u201d\n\nI wasn\u2019t thinking and I fell to my knees and started sucking him. He shot his\njizz into my mouth. He got it so far down my throat that I couldn\u2019t help but\nswallow his huge load.\n\nI mounted his hot ass and started fucking him like a hot pussy. He had me\ntalking to him and telling him how hot his ass was. When I shot my load, he\noffered me some more weed. I got really buzzed and fell asleep. When I woke\nup, I was tied to the bed. I tried to get loose but it was impossible. I told\nhim to let me go. He laughed and turned on the DVD player. I could not believe\nwhat I was seeing. I was sucking, getting sucked and fucking. He threatened to\ngive a copy to my friends and my girlfriend if I didn\u2019t beg him to fuck me. I\nbegged him to fuck me. He untied my legs and fucked me like a bitch. Then he\ntold me that he would give me all of the pics and vids if I submitted to him\nfor 3 months. I agreed. He injected me with a huge dose of Depo-Provera. He\nalso gave me some pills to take. They were for depression and he knew that\nthey would make it very difficult to get hard and orgasm. Then he put a\nchastity device on my dick. \u201cNo fucking or jerking off for a week stud. Take\nthe pills three times a day and come back here one week from today.\u201d\n\nI obeyed. I was really horny all week and couldn\u2019t wait to get to his\napartment for my relief. When I entered, he ordered me to strip and lay on his\nbed. He tied me down so that I was totally helpless. Then he took out a needle\nand injected me with another shot of depo-provera. Then he took off my\nchastity device and started to suck my limp dick. It wouldn\u2019t get fully hard\nbut I wanted to jut my dick and get off. I got so close several times but\ncould not orgasm. He put a vibrator in my ass and then started jerking again.\nI shot a huge wad. He walked over to his dresser and got out an electric\nrazor. He told me that I didn\u2019t deserve a thick bush of sex hair. He shaved\noff all my sex curls and then told me to go into the bathtub and shave off the\nrest of the pubic stubble. When I was as smooth as a little boy, he told me to\ncall my girlfriend. \u201cTell her that you want to make out tonight. Tell her that\nyou are house sitting for your friend Kyle who is out of town. Invite her here\nand do her on my bed.\u201d\n\nI did as I was told. My girl told me that she would be right over. In about an\nhour my girl was knocking on the door. She came in and started kissing me and\nrubbing my cock through my shorts. \u201cI need you to fuck me right now Mike. I\nhaven\u2019t had sex in over a week. I need your hard cock now. I need you to pound\nmy pussy with your hard ramrod.\u201d We stripped. When I took off my boxers, Marie\nlaughed. \u201cYou look so cute and boyish without your man hair.\u201d She got down on\nher knees and started to suck my smooth shaven dick. She worked on my dick for\n15 minutes. I tried and tried to get my dick hard but I just couldn\u2019t get it\nup. She stopped sucking and asked me what was wrong. I told her that I had\njerked off earlier in the day. She was pissed. \u201cMike, I need to be fucked so\nbad. Oh my God I am soooooo horny.\u201d\n\nAt that moment Kurt walked into the bedroom. He was totally nude. His hard\ncock jutted out from his thick bush of sex hair. His dick was dripping with\ndesire. \u201cMike get on your knees and suck my hard cock. Jerk your little penis.\nShow your girl how you get hard when you have a vibrator up your ass.\u201d\n\nAs Marie looked on in shock, Kurt turned on the DVD player. It showed scenes\nof me getting fucked by a vibrator. She continued to watch the DVD as I sucked\nKurt\u2019s cock and then was fucked by his huge pole.\n\nThen Kurt told my girl and I that he had been chemically castrating me without\nmy knowledge.\n\n\u201cMike, I have partially castrated you and with this shot of Depo-Provera, you\nwill not be getting hard for a long time. Now watch a real man fuck your horny\ngirlfriend.\u201d\n\nHe fucked her hard and she loved it. She could not get enough of his hard\ncock. They both told me that I would have to continue to submit to forcible\nchemical castration or they would show the world all the pictures and videos\nthey had made of me. I was trapped and my powerful manhood was being deflated\nand defeated with every shot and pill. They told me to come back in one week.\n\nI walked into Kurt\u2019s apartment the next week and was told to strip. Kurt tied\nme to the bed and played with my uncut dick. It was limp and small but I was\nhopeful that one day it would return to its former 8 inch glory. He applied\nestrogen cream to my cock and balls. Over time, my dick and balls were really\nshrinking.\n\nKurt got out another needle full of Depo-Provera. He injected it into my ass\nand then started laughing. \u201cLook at that tiny, little, shaved boy pee pee. It\nis so small and tiny. I bet you are looking forward to the day when you can\nthrust that big cock again. I bet you dream of getting away from Marie and me\nand reversing your chemical castration. Marie\u2019s friend is going to dash those\nhopes dude.\u201d Marie and her girlfriend entered the bedroom. Marie played with\nmy little pee pee and then introduced her friend Gail. \u201cGail is a urologist\nand she is going to circumcise that little uncut pee pee of yours. She is\ngoing to make the cut high and tight. She is also going to remove some of your\nexcess scrotal skin. You will really look like a boy when she gets done with\nyou.\u201d You can\u2019t reverse what she does. Your stud humping days are over for\ngood.\u201d\n\nI could not believe that Kurt had forcibly castrated me through chemicals. I\nwas reduced from a stud humping man to a tiny dicked boy.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 125, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Muscleballs Again", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Beautiful young bodybuilder\\'s balls are smashed.", "Text": "` Eric knew he had let the team down one too many times. He had showed up for\nthe game stoned and the team had lost badly because of him. Now, he was going\nto have to pay the price. `\n\nHe had been strongarmed into the coach's back office by 4 burly teammates and\nassistants, stripped, and strapped to the punishment table. His ankles were\nstrapped to two corners, and his knees spread apart and strapped to the sides\nso that his muscular thighs were splayed. His wrists were bound at the other\ntwo table corners just above head level so that his arms were bent and his\narms flexed and showed the musculature of his biceps and shoulders.\n\nHe was gorgeous. Just turned 18, smooth all over except for pubic, pit and\nsome calf hair, his rippling musculature was a sight to behold. His biceps\nwere over 16 inches now thanks to licting all the time, and his pecs were\nthick slabs of young muscle. The abs were well-defined and ripped, and were\nimpressive to anyone with an unbiased eye.\n\nHe strugged in vain against his bonds and knew it was useless.\n\nThe coach then entered and approached. He held in his hand the two-sided bowl\nwhich was placed around and underneath the young stud's sack and secured. His\nflaccid penis was secured out of the way by a couple of straps, so that it\nrested upward against the athlete's lower abs. A hard molded vinyl shield was\nplaced upon the young man's lower body, underneath the scrotum bowl and\ncovering the lower abs, penis and upper thighs, just enough to prevent injury\nor bruising to the skin and tissue of the young body beneath. He was ready.\nThe shield and the bowl resulted in Eric's ball sac being totally volnerable\nand exposed without having bothersome other parts being hurt or in the way.\n\nEric's balls were smooth, medium-large in size, and nicely separated in the\nsac. It would take more than one hit at least. If Eric's nuts were tough like\nthe rest of his body, it would take more than two.\n\nThe coach reached for the rubber mallet used for purposes such as this, and\nEric gulped. He knew there was no hope. His manhood was to be taken fromhim in\na moment. He would never be a man. He was the zenith of muscular perfection,\nrippling with muscle, with an extraordinarily handsome face, but he could\nnever be a man. That was soon to be gone forever.\n\nThe coach gently fondled the tender young testicles, rolling them together in\nhis hand. What a shame to have to waste such a powerful young hunk. But rules\nare rules. Eric whimpered and his eyes teared slightly. The balls were tender,\nfull, meaty, and oh so helpless.\n\nThe coach thought he shouldlet Eric come one more time, but decided the hell\nwith it. He raised the mallet over his head and with a powerful force drive it\ninto the teenager's sac. The mallet mainly missed the left ball, and hit the\nright one squarely. The bowl prevented the sac from retreating anywhere, so\nthat the ball absorbed the full impact of the blow. Eric screamed in pain and\nagony. The coach let loose again to the right ball, and this time Eric tried\nto retch, but he had not eaten anything so it was only a dry heave. But his\nball was history.\n\nThe coach f6elt it to be sure,and then turned his attention to Eric's\nremaining testicle. One last chance to spare this muscleboy, but rules are\nrules and the coach decided to get it over with. Eric was heaving greatly,\nsobbing, thrashing his head,and straining against his bonds. The coach was\nimpressed--there is nothing like ball pain to make a young athlete or young\nbodybuilder like Eric show off musculature.\n\nOh well, back to work. The left nut was lying there waiting to be taken,and\nthe coach wasted no more time. It took 3 blows, but the ball finally popped\ninto several pieces in Eric's pulverized sac as the neutered muscleboy lay\nsobbing on the table.\n\n\"You guys clean him up and get him out of here,\" the Coach told his\nassistants. \"I have other things to do. You guys do whatever you want with\nhim.\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 49, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Captured by Kowabungas - Conclusion", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, GENITAL MUTILATION", "Summary": "A British expedition in the mid 19th. century to investigate rumors of canniballistic dietary customs by a Congolese tribe gets first hand confirmation.", "Text": "Some of the Kowabungas released the bonds holding captive's arms, thus\nallowing them to sit up. They still kept our feet tied so that we could not\nmove around. I was watching what appeared to be preparations for a meal when I\nsuddenly felt something biting one of my feet. I looked down to see a chicken\nlike bird pecking at my big toe. I shook my foot and shouted at it. Startled,\nthe bird scurried away squawking. Seeing what had occurred, Onan laughed.\n\"That was a Chack,\" he said. \"They make good eating but the males are, for\nsome reason, attracted to human feet.\"\n\nThere was now a lot of activity near the fire pit, where a good sized fire had\nbeen started. The eight pans contining our former body parts were arranged in\nfront of an elderly tribesman who seemed to be in charge of preparing them for\ncooking..He took one of the tubes of penis skin and then pushed a testicle\ninto one end of it, leaving the cords hanging out. He then took what appeared\nto be nuts and chopped up vegetables from a dish and inserted them into the\nother end of the tube. Next he pushed the second testicle in after the\nveggies. This filled the roughly 5 inch long tube almost to the ends, and he\nfinished by tying up the ends with the testicle cords. Noticing me watching\nhim he held up the 'sausage' and smacked his lips as if in anticipation of a\ngood meal.\n\nActually, he would not be partaking of any of his culinary creations as they\nwere reserved fot the eight teen-aged boys that had been brought into the\nclearing. They were naked except for colored bows that were tied around their\npenises. The chef quickly made seven more genital sausages and put them aside\nwhile he hung what looked like eight large carrots from the scaffolding above\nthe fire. While he was in the process of hanging the the main course over the\nflames I heard him singing to himself. I asked Onan if he understood what the\nwords to the song were. He answered me with, \"Fresh nuts roasting on an open\nfire, Chack cocks nipping at your toes. Full sized carrots being hung by a\nwire, and kids dressed up with fancy bows. Everybody knows some\". \"That's\nenough\", I interrupted. \"I get the picture.\"\n\nBy this time Cookie had poured some kind of sauce over the roasting\ndelicacies, and an enticing aroma was wafting our way, making my mouth water.\nIt wasn't long before the meal was deemed to be cooked to the chef's\nsatisfaction. and the boys lined up for their dinner. They were each given a\ncock and nut sausage, and a carrot. They then came over to us, and bowing,\npresented us each with a carrot. Onan told me they were thanking us for our\ncontribution to their future sex life.\n\nThere is really not much more to tell. The Kowabungas kept us in their village\nfor two days while the ladies checked our bandaged wounds to make sure that\nthey were healing properly. Then the chief bid us goodby and hoped that we\nwould not try and seek reprisals for our ordeal. He also presented me with\nsamples of the Numbweed and the cauterizing ointment. We were then blindfolded\nand led back to our encampment. We returned to civilization, paid off our\nbearers, giving them a sizeable bonus to help compensate them for the loss of\ntheir procreative powers. Reggie and I then took passage on a vessel bound for\nEngland.  \n.....................................................\n\n __\n\nThat was the end of Horace Hardcastle's report - which really was only his\ndiary and not a proper expedition report at all. I decided to investigate\nfurther. I eventually discovered that Horace and Sir Reginald had never\nreached England. Their ship had sunk during a storm in the Bay of Biscay.\nHorace's body had been washed ashore on the coast of Portugal. His 'report',\nprotected in an oilskin pouch, was found in a pocket. There was no sign of the\nsample medications mentioned.\n\nFurther investigation revealed that the Kowabungas had become extinct. A\nneighboring tribe had attacked them and killed most of their virile teenagers.\nThere were no longer enough of them to be able to maintain a stable population\nand the tribe slowly dwindled away. By the turn of the century they were all\ngone.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Nobleman's Daughter", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Okay. I know that some of you will recognise this as a very old joke. However I have never picked up a reference to it in these archives so quite possibly a few of you won\\'t have heard it before.", "Text": "` `\n\nThe wealthy nobleman had a beautiful daughter who had many suitors.\n\nThe nobleman was a miserly old fart who didn't want his daughter to marry. The\nmere thought of having to spring for a wedding and a dowry was enough to bring\non his palpitations.\n\nDaughter of course desperately wanted to get married and enjoy conjugal bliss.\n\nShe kept on so much about it that in the end her father agreed - but only to a\nman who was suitable.\n\n\"Suitable father?\"\n\n\"If he can spend a night in the haunted turret and pass the three terrible\ntests then and only then is he the man for you, my dear.\"\n\n\"Very well father.\" The daughter knew that the haunted turret wasn't really\nhaunted. It was just the wind and the rats there that scared people so.\n\nMany young men accepted the challenge but they failed the three terrible\ntests. They went away and were never heard of again.\n\nOne day it chanced that Robin of Yore, a blacksmith's son heard of the\nterrible tests and of the beautiful woman of noble blood who would become his\nbride if he were to succeed.\n\n\"Why not?\" he asked himself. I'm dead skint. The family business goes to my\nbig brother so I've no prospects. What have I got to lose?\" So he prepared for\nhis journey to the nobleman's castle.\n\nRobin of Yore was a most handsome young man of great charm. It was he who had\ndeflowered all the virgins of the parish including little Angeline who was\nonly sweet sixteen - but that belongs to another story. He had charmed most of\nthe wives too in his village and sired not a few children in consequence.\nAccordingly on the day he set out there was a grand send off such as the\nvillage hadn't seen since the last crusade. The men turned out to make sure\nthat he actually went, the distaff element to see him just one last time.\n\nWhen he arrived at the castle the nobleman's daughter was much taken with\nRobin of Yore. He was so good looking in his best doublet and hose. His\ncodpiece hinted of much pleasure to come. His manners were not those of the\ngentry but the nobleman's daughter didn't mind at all. She much fancied a bit\nof rough. In any case, there was that last idiot, Sir David of Somewhere or\nSomething. He was noble but he was such a pompous arrogant twit. He thought\nthat he was doing them all a favour simply by being there. She'd been so\nrelieved that he'd failed the tests.\n\nBut she wanted this Robyn chap not to fail. He was exactly the sort of fellow\nshe wanted in her goose-feather bed every night. She didn't know what the\ntests were but she did confide to him that the haunted turret wasn't haunted\nat all.\n\nNot that it mattered. Robin of Yore had eaten a hearty supper, quaffed plenty\nof ale and seduced two of the kitchen maids. He slept like a log in that great\nfour poster bed. Ghosts or wind or rats didn't have a chance.\n\nIt was only when he woke up that saw that the tests had started. On his chest\nwas a huge piece of stone. On the side facing him were printed the words\n\"Terrible Test No 1. Throw this stone out the window.\"\n\nIt was heavy but he managed to carry the stone over to the window, rested it\non the ledge and then pushed it over. The stone turned as it fell and he had a\nmoment to read \"Terrible Test No. 2. Stone tied to balls.\"\n\nRobin's balls had got him in trouble many times before. Quick as a flash he\njumped out of the window to follow the falling stone down into the moat.\n\nAs he fell, he saw, written on the castle wall below the window ledge\n\"Terrible Test No. 3. Balls tied to bed.\"\n\n\"Oh shit!\" he said aloud.\n\nEnd\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 53, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Polly wants a pecker!!", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A married man accepts an offer of free sex...but finds he gets more than he bargained for!", "Text": "` I first met Polly a few weeks after my wife and I moved into our new flat.\nShe came to our flat, asking how we were settling in..she lived just upstairs.\nShe was single. She was quite attractive, tall, with firm , round buttocks and\nfull breasts. `\n\nOver the next few weeks I noticed she was coming to our place quite\nfrequently, mostly when I wasn't in. Even if I was in , she'd leave me out of\nher conversations with my wife. I used to joke with my wife (when Polly wasn't\nthere) that Polly had a thing for her. My wife would get angry and say I was\nbeing silly.\n\nOne day, I came home from work, to find Polly on our doorstep. Thinking she\nwanted my wife, I said \"She's working late.\" \"It's you I need to talk to,\"\nsaid Polly.\n\nWe went in together. Polly whipped off her t-shirt, baring her full breasts. I\ncould se by the erectness and fullness of her nipples that she was hot for me.\n\"I want you!!\" she said. I grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard. She pulled\ndown my trousers, freeing my huge cock and throbbing balls. She jacked me off\nalmost to orgasm, and then, pulling down her sweat pants and ripping off her\nthong, she shoved my manhood into her warm wet pussy. I came almost at once.\n\nJust then, my wife came in. \"I can explain...\" I started. But she just kneed\nme in the balls, really hard. I passed out.\n\nWhen I awoke I was tied, spreadeagled, to our bed. I was surprised to find my\nwife and Polly, standing naked apart from thongs, at the head of the bed.\n\n\"Polly has loved me since we met,\" said my wife. \"She wanted me, and I wanted\nher, but I said I would never cheat on you. We agreed that if you were ever\nunfaithful to me-whoever with- she could have two things she really wants.\nOne, to fuck me, and two, to emasculate you.\"\n\nMy penis and testicles shrivelled up with fear. Polly reached over to my wife,\nand played with her clit till she was begging for more. Polly pushed her to\nthe ground, whipped off her thong, and went down on her. As my wife came\nconvulsively, I had a huge hard-on , longer and harder than ever. My balls\nwere the size of ducks' eggs.\n\n\"That's enough!\" said Polly, jumping to her feet. \"Get the knife!\" she said to\nmy wife. She took my huge erection in her mouth, to keep me hard while my wife\ngot a kitchen knife. \"Too sharp,\" snapped Polly,\" We want him to suffer.Bring\na really dull one.\" I could see the pity on my wife's face. But she went\nobediently for a dull knife. As she handed it to Polly she said \"You're not\nbeing emasculated for my pleassure, or for Polly's. You're having your manhood\nchopped off as punishment for your infidelity.\"\n\nPolly looked triumphantly at my erect cock and gorged balls. \"Say goodbye to\nit!!\" she said. In my fantasies I'd pictured a quick chop, like that done by a\nSaudi headsman. But Polly rested the knife at the base of my manhood, and\nslowly sawed off my cock. She handed it to my wife, who sadistically fellated\nit. My balls were now hanging out of the scrotum. Polly cut them off, one by\none. She put one in her mouth and chewed it, enjoying a slow orgasm as she did\nso. Then she took my severed cock from my wife, and handed her the other ball\nto chew. She then put my cock in her own cunt. They had multiple orgasms for\n15 minutes afterwards.\n\nThen they patched up my wounds. Polly went away. She returned an hour later,\nwith my severed penis mounted and stuffed. I later found she'd been to a dyke\ntaxidermist who specialised in stuffing mens' severed cocks.\n\n\"You will do all the housework in this flat and mine,\" said Polly. \"And you\nwill pleasure us by licking our pussies, and our arses. If you don't we will\nshow your severed cock to every woman in this little town. Understand?\" I\nnodded.\n\nAnd so I started my new life as an emasculated eunuch. Every day I would suck\nthem both off, period or not. And then I would be forced to watch them fuck\neach other senseless....\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 70, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Good Girl (part one)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "First in a series of short pieces featuring tales inspired by my experiences with the moral set. In this tale a young, auburn delight proposes relief from a certain sin via the application of a time honored Archive tradition : )", "Text": "A Good Girl \u2013 I\n\nI've dated more than one woman afflicted with fundamentalist Christian\nbeliefs. To be completely honest, if you're into what I and so many other men\nwho visit this site are, a nice \u201cborn again\u201d or \u201cfrum\u201d (For those of you\nunfamiliar with Yiddish: A very observant, good Orthodox Jewish girl...at\nleast while abba is looking.) girl of similar persuasion can be tremendously\nstimulating. The following details a very satisfying psychological exercise I\noften engaged in with a savory slave of Christ.\n\nI lay across the bed, legs splayed, a vulgar erection for all to see. She was\nvery close, pressed against my side, long auburn hair draped sensuously across\nmy shoulder, her sweet head resting thereabouts. Massive breasts brushed\nagainst my abdomen, nipples drawn tight with desire. With skill unbecoming\nsuch a proper young woman, she manipulated my full balls, saturated as they\nwere from her teasing. Another delicate, pale hand lightly stroked the shaft\nof my engorged member, sending waves of pleasure down the shaft. I could\nbarely see a healthy auburn thicket announcing itself from betwixt creamy\nthighs. \u201cCan you lay back?\u201d I ventured, stroking her velvet shoulder. \u201cNooo,\u201d\nshe whined softly like a schoolgirl. \u201cThat's not going to change!\u201d she\ncontinued, but it was a soft exclamation. At least she wasn't angry. \u201cWe're\nnot married,\u201d she said, stating the obvious. I could have cared less, but out\nof respect for her wishes, I quickly dropped the subject..\n\n\u201cI'll finish this time,\u201d she said, her digital ministrations becoming baroque.\n\u201cBut only if you swear,\u201d she continued. \u201cWhatever you want, just don't stop,\u201d\nI plead, my voice twinged with desperation. \u201cThis has to be the last time we\never do anything like this, outside of marriage. And.......you can't\nmasturbate.....ever again,\u201d she said emphatically, glancing up into my eyes\nfor a moment. \u201cEver....\u201d she added, knowing me for what I was. I uttered a\nmournful sigh, and then took a breath to speak, but she stopped her efforts\ncold and raised herself up, partially topping me, my thigh between her own,\nher hot fur and moist lips pressing against my leg. Her breasts were now\npressed against my chest, the granite like nipples nearly penetrating me. Full\ngreen eyes stared into my own, a wild nest of auburn splendor was everywhere.\nMy dick jerked in literally painful neglect, a little precum oozing from the\ntip from the excitement of her sudden proximity. \u201cSwear,\u201d she squeaked, in a\nregister and quality calculated to make my balls churn in their own juices.\nFeathery little kisses were now planted all over my lips and nose to seal the\ndeal. I would have agreed to anything. \u201cI swear,\u201d I croaked. She grinned\nsweetly, and assumed her former position and task.\n\nDelicate fingers stroked my dick to maddening heights, pausing occasionally to\nplay with the urethral opening and employ my generous precum as lubricant. \u201cI\nknow you, Richard,\u201d she said almost inaudibly, voice quavering with passion.\n\u201cYou may not realize it, but I know your very soul. I know you're weak, your\ndesire is just too strong,\u201d she continued, a little louder now, and with more\nemphasis. \u201cI wont let you down! I wont let you break your oath,\u201d I felt her\nbody shift against mine, and looked down to see what she was up to. \u201cI'll make\nsure you keep it! You have too much desire, Richard. You have too much\ndesire,\u201d she chanted. Something shone in her grip, some small, foreign object.\nShe brought it roughly to bear against the root of my penis, and I felt what I\nimagined was the bite of a blade. I sat upright immediately, and saw she was\nindeed digging something into the base of my cock, all the while stroking\nmadly away. I could feel it biting into my flesh, and the thought excited me\nno end. At that moment, I hoped that she was truly sawing off my cock at the\npoint of orgasm, curing me of my habits permanently. \u201cI'm going to take away\nyour sin, Richard! Take away your lust!\u201d At that I shot voluminous amounts of\nfluid from my dick, decorating her face and some of her lovely hair.\n\nI fell back onto the pillows exhausted as she toweled my seed off her face and\nhair. When she'd done all she could, she tossed the towel aside and turned to\nkiss me. \u201cThat was wonderful, baby,\u201d she purred, and gave a long, incredibly\nsexy lick along the length of the letter opener we used for such play, and\nsmiled warmly before putting the thing away. That revived me a bit, and my\nhand wandered once again to forbidden territory, scouting the upper limits of\nthe auburn forest. \u201cMaybe in a few minutes you could lay back....\u201d I began\nbefore she cut me short. \u201cNot unless we're getting married tonight!\u201d she\nreplied, smacking me with the towel before affording me a choice view of her\npale rear as she sauntered away. \u201cCome on before the water gets cold,\u201d she\nbeaconed before exiting the room. I gladly followed her off to the shower, my\npenis showing faint signs of life. Such a good girl.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 61, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My \" _________ Wonder\"", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "HOW IT HAPPENED BY ACCIDENT", "Text": "` MARRIED FOR 'BOUT 24 YEARS. NO GREAT SEX LIFE, BUT GOOD ENOUGH. GOT TO A\nPOINT WHERE HE HAD A DIFFICULT TIME URINATING. I FOUND A LUMP IN THE SHOWER,\nAND WAS TOLD HOW TO EXAMINE HIM. NO PROBLEM AFTER 24 YEARS. FELT IT IN HIS\nRECTUM ALSO. PROSTATE CANCER THEY SAID AT HOSPITAL. I UNDERSTAND THAT\nTESTICLES CAUSE THAT CONDITION TO BE WORSE (SO THEY SAY). THEY REMOVED HIS AS\nWELL AS PART OF PROSTATE. BETTER THAN DEATH FROM NOT BEING ABLE TO URINATE. HE\nGOT OVER IT IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS, AND I GOT THE BEST SEX EVER FROM HIM CAUSE\nHE COULD NOT _________, BUT WANTED TO. SELFISH ON MY PART I GUESS. ATROPHY\nHAPPENED A LITTLE LATER, BUT ALSO HE LOST INTEREST AT ABOUT THE SAME TIME. IT\nWORKED OUT OK, BECAUSE NOW HE'S NOT MISSING WHAT HE DOES NOT NEED. I FOUND OUT\nTHAT A FRESH EUNUCH IS PROBABLY THE BEST I WILL EVER GET, BUT IT DOES NOT LAST\nFOR LONG (ABOUT A MONTH). I'M KIND OF DOMINATE ANYHOW, AND HE'S A NICE LITTLE\nPUSSY NOW. GUESS HE SPOILED ME FOR THAT COUPLE OF WEEKS AFTER THE CASTRATION.\nWE STILL GET ALONG WELL, BUT I'VE GOT A \"BALL-LESS WONDER\" NOW. I UNDERSTAND\nWHY THE ROMANS AND EGYPTIANS HAD SO MANY --- BUT AT THEIR CHOICE. WE CAN'T DO\nTHAT NOW EVEN IF HE IS WILLING. I'M 51. WHY IS IT OK FOR US TO GET \"FIXED\" BUT\nNOT THE MEN. I LOVE IT NOW, AND WE JOKE ABOUT IT. WISH I HAD A \"FRESH\" ONE\nEVERY WEEK LIKE CLEOPATRA DID. EUNUCHS WERE MUCH ADMIRED AT ONE TIME, AND I\nSTILL ADMIRE MINE. A NICE GUY GETS NICER, BUT TOO BAD MOST LOSE INTEREST. I\nGOT MINE BY ACCIDENT, BUT NOW GLAD I DID. WISH I HAD ANOTHER ONE \"FRESH\". MY\nSTORY IS CRUDE, BUT I'VE LEARNED THE VALUE FO A EUNUCH! GUESS I'M A SELFISH,\nDOM _____? THAT'S ALL. WOULD LIKE TO TALK TO GIRLS WITH SAME SITUATION. HOW DO\nYOU LIKE IT? CALL ME, BUT I MIGHT HAVE TO CRASH IF I GET CAUGHT. THIS IS A\nTOUCHY SUBJECT!  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 46, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fresh Roast of an Old Chestnut", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Abnormal lyrics by a mellow tormentor. You know the tune. How\u2019s your little prune?", "Text": "\u266b\n\nYour nuts roasting on an open fire\n\nJack-knife clipping at your hose\n\nEunuch scrotums being hung on a wire\n\nDicks dressed down by Eskimos\n\n\u266b\n\nEverybody knows a cock head and some\n\nBlow torches help to make the season bright\n\nTiny tits with their nips all aglow\n\nWill find be a good hard fuck tonight\n\n\u266b\n\nThey know that Theica\u2019s on her way\n\nShe's added lots of glans and gonads\n\nTo her prey\n\nAnd ev'ry motherfucker has\n\nGone wild, to spy and see if\n\nTestes really know how to fly\n\n\u266b\n\nAnd so, we\u2019re offering this\n\nFriendly phrase to eunuchs from\n\nNone to ninety-two\n\nAlthough this is said in the merriest way\n\n\"Have some good fucks for you\"\n\n\u266b\n\n\u266b\n\n\u266b\n\n_(Fuck CB too)_\n\n\u266b\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 79, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 4, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Circle of Grace - Pt II", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The completion of a circle of grace", "Text": "` Royce and I were obsessively puntual people. Leslie had asked us to be at\nher office by 6:30 p.m. We had both fasted that day, having filled up on\nlobster, steak and salad the night before and feasting on each other. I wanted\nto be as much a part of this as possible. `\n\nRoyce pulled up to Leslie's office. I noticed some tension in the veins of his\ntemple. \"Hon, do you want this? \"We can bail out if you want.\" I questioned. I\ntook notice of his hesitation before he replied with a kiss and a squeeze of\nmy hand. \"No, let's go.\"\n\nA small bell signaled our entry into the reception area. Leslie, tall at 5'10,\nd-cup breasts, trim waist and thighs greeted us with graciousness. I got the\nhug; he got the handshake.\n\n\"Royce, welcome. Let's get the formalities out of way.\" Leslie led him to an\noffice to read over the paperwork. He signed on the dotted line, as I laid my\nhands on his shoulders.\n\n\"Royce, I want you to change into a gown and we'll begin slowly,\" Leslie\ndirected. There was no missing Royce's huge erection through his pants. It was\nevident that the good doctor was making him aroused. I held no jealousy as I\nknew that he appreciated attractive women.\n\nRoyce managed a \"thank you\" before he slipped into a changing area to don the\nblue gown. Leslie came to me. \"Is he okay?\" she asked unsure of his demeanor.\n\"Yes,\" I replied, \"He is just going into his own spiritual stuff in\npreparation.\" \"All right then, so how do you want to do this?\" Leslie asked\nbluntly. \"Shall we get him off one more time before the surgery?\" The smile\nwas apparent on my face. \"Oh, Let's\" I replied. \"Do you mind if I touch him?\"\nLeslie asked with a twinkle in her eye.\n\n\"At this point, I have no objection. If anything it will heighten the\nexperience.\" I said calmly.\n\n\"I have to say, he is TOTALLY hot,\" Leslie was now fanning herself. It were as\nif we were back in college fauning and falling over the jock who might have\nlooked our way. \"I would say that he's the ultimate inferno!\" I giggled.\n\nRoyce no doubt knew that something was up our sleeves, as we walked out\ntentatively to the theatre, looking at us both.\n\nWe regained our composure. Leslie directed Royce, \"Hop up on the table and\nrelax.\" Royce laid back, a pillow cradling his head. Leslie pushed up his gown\nand examined his shaved balls. His erection was still evident. She felt her\nown wetness between her thighs. \"I don't see any abnormalities, so we are\ngoing to get through this with no problems whatsoever.\" she told him frankly.\n\n\"Good, glad to hear it,\" was his response. \"Now, Royce, any last requests,\nwishes before we begin?\" He took a good 30 seconds before he shared what would\nbe surprising. \"I want both of you to get me off,\" there was surety in his\nvoice.\n\n\"Are you okay with that?\" he asked me pointedly. I was taken aback only\nbriefly. \"Of course I am,\" I responded. He looked to Leslie, \"Can you do that\nfor me?,\" knowing full well she was salivating at the prospect. \"Absolutely,\nsure.\" she answered.\n\nLeslie asked, \"How and what do you want, Royce?\" Royce had nothing to lose.\nHis exposure was telling the tale. He pointed to me. \"I want you to sit on my\nface and he looked at Leslie, \"I want you to ride my cock.\"\n\nI had only seen this kind of threesome in a movie from Germany. But by this\npoint, it was looking like another opportunity to take it to the limit. Leslie\nseductively removed her pants. Royce watched her salivating at her incredible\nbody. I removed my sundress and sandals and went to his mouth.\n\nIt was a wonder how the table held us all. I could hear Leslie's throaty\ngroans as he pierced her with his penis. Royce lived up to all expectations\nand beyond, making me climax in less than two minutes with his tongue probing\nand suckling at me.\n\nLeslie's breasts were bobbing all over when she finally had to release them\nfrom her shirt. Royce was getting the ride of his life, reveling in the feel\nof unfamiliar pussy, rocking him and squeezing him. He was getting close, I\nknew how long he would last.\n\nLeslie and I were once again in communion and went directly to his primed cock\nand balls with intense panting. I tasted her on his cock, reveling in the new\ndirection into which I delved.\n\nWe coddled his balls, our tongues touching several times as we worked him into\na frenzy of moans and groans.\n\n\"Mmmmm, god, I'm gonna cum,nooooowwwwwww,\" and he did so in volumes. Leslie\nand I shared what came our way, licking, tasting and devouring it. Royce was\nhappily spent.\n\nWe kissed him, letting him tast his own sweetness. Then Leslie kissed me. It\nwas bizarre but just further solidified this incredible experience.\n\nWe washed him, put on our own scrubs and sterilized ourselves and him. Royce\nstill couldn't get over what had just taken place. It was tripping over my own\nfeet. Leslie recovered the quickest and went right back into doctor/patient\nmode, checking all the instruments and injecting Royce with the anethesia.\n\nBy the time the initial incision was made, we were all back into business\nmode. Leslie allowed me to use the retractors to reveal his left testicle. I\nwas amazed. Royce was excited and watched us as we worked. Despite our sweat,\nand my looking at the clock, we made it.\n\nI took his balls to him on a stainless steel tray as Leslie removed the sac\nand stitched him. Royce touched his balls with reverence and tenderness. I\nkissed him and placed the tray on his chest. Tears were forming in the rims of\nhis eyes. It was a quiet moment and I let it go undisturbed.\n\nAfter two hours, his blood pressure was normal, there was no extraordinary\nblood loss and she let him urinate in the jar.\n\nGently, we all hugged and kissed and returned to the hotel to rest. Royce had\nhis balls in a large vial. He sat them on the nightstand as I showered. He\ntalked to them, honoring them for all the greatness he had tying them up and\nplay-acting at castration.\n\nI crawled into the bed next to him. \"Did you like your first girl kiss?\" he\nasked. I was floored. \"Royce, it was all for the benefit of the moment. It\nwasn't unpleasant, but I did it for you.\" He nodded, completely understanding\nmy devotion for him.\n\nI got up and went to my small suitcase. \"Royce, I got something for you. Would\nyou like to see it?\" \"Sure, what is it,\" he asked in a small child-like voice.\n\nI opened the box and displayed it for him. I had a jeweler create a gold band\nwith his family crest on it, our initials. It was not for his finger. It was\nto adorn his beautiful cock. \"May I slip it on you?\" I asked. His voice was\nfilled with surprise. \"Yes, please do.\" I gently slipped it on - a perfect\nfit. We both looked at it and admired it, the gold of the ring on his pure\nmember.\n\nI kissed him and said, \"The circle of grace is now complete.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 128, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mediteranian Castratis", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Boys with good singing voice had a great possibility to be castrated 200  \nhundred years ago in Italy. Normally the operation was made just before  \nthe puberty at 12 to 13 years age. There were experienced barbers who  \nmade the cut. The right point of time was when first thin pubic hairs  \nappeared in the base the boys penis. At that time the boys testicles had  \nbeen growing already some and maybe he had experienced already his first  \nejaculation. Naturally the cruel operation was made without anesthesia,  \nbecause there were no methods to kill the pain. The barber had 2..3  \nhelpers in his backroom. The boy was undressed naked and tied with  \nspread legs on the table. Then the barber took a sharp razor in his  \nright hand. With his left hand he cupped the testicles and weighted the  \nboys virgin balls. He was naturally also interested in his penis, which  \nhe examined throughly. He pulled the uncircumcised foreskin back  \nexposing the glans. The helpers looked very interested how the barber  \nthen took one testicle between his foresfinger and thumb. He pressed the  \ntesticle gently so that the skin of the sac was tense and shiny. Then  \nbegun the original castration. The barber made a one and a half inch  \nlong wound on the sac's skin and opened the sac. He pressed the first  \ntesticle out from the wound, bounded the cord and released the testicle  \nfrom the cord. The same procedure was followed on the other side. Two  \nbleeding wounds appeared on the empty sac. The scenery was very cruel,  \nbut the helpers were excited. They penises were in erection all the time  \nand they often masturbated themselves under the castration. Very often  \nthe wife of the barber was present. She was normally very interested in  \nlooking at the castration and she was normally very dripped between her  \nlegs. Sometimes she put her hand into the barbers trousers and  \nmanipulated the barbers genitals (testicles) under the castration.  \nEverythin like this happened during the operation. We are naturally  \nhappy that that kind of cruel manners are not any more possible in our  \nwestern world.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 23, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 27, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Banding Disaster Pt 4 \"False Hope\"", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Family man with banding fetish suffers the consequence of risk taking.", "Text": "The big man listens and laughs but doesn't really believe what he's heard till\nhe looks for himself. Sure enough....Big strong fingers explore the small\ntrapped package. Tugging and twisting. Confirming.\n\n\"You put that fuckin' thing on yourself bitch? You fuckin' crazy and you\ndeserve it whore! You fuckin' anybodies bitch now freak! You be nuttless ass\npussy now fool!\"\n\n\"Please! You can stop it! You can save me! Please! I've got these scissors!\nSpecial scissors! If you cut the band off there's still time! There has to be\ntime! Please! Just take the cuffs off me for a second! Please! I'll do\nwhatever you want! Just cut the band off! Quickly!!! Please man! Please! I'll\ndo anything you say!\"\n\n\"Think maybe I heard enough and you just do what I say first! Then we'll see\nabout savin' your puny white nuts! You some kinda sissy whore ain't sucked my\ncock yet! Wanna talk about ball savin' whore you best get your head down an'\nyou best be good!\"\n\nSo the Bull sits down with his legs spread and the sissy kneels in abject\nsurrender. Getting its' first taste of life as a gelding in a mans' world.\nGetting its' first taste of cock.\n\n\"I have to do this!\" it bleats to itself. \"I have to do this! It's my only\nhope!\"\n\nThoughts of family. Of home. Of wife! Homecoming of the eunuch! Sterile,\nimpotent, neutered and shamed. Shamed beyond forgiveness. Ridiculed in\ndivorce! Hated for a fool and laughed at!\n\nTime! Time! How much time?! Time since? Time left? How long has that horrible\nthing been on me? Please no! Please!\n\nWith its' world caving in the sissy kneels between the legs of the bull,\nweeping with envy at the sight of his full hot stones hanging down. Kissing\nthem and wanting them. Wanting the power that they gave to the bulls' proud\nhorn. Sucking on the bulls' proud horn.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "On \"the Ramparts We Watched\"", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A young U.S. Army officer is grievously and unusually wounded in the War of 1812.", "Text": "(A letter from Capt. Jonathan Hasbrough, United States Army, to his father to\nhis father, Nathaniel Hasbrough of Boston, Massachusetts )  \n  \nBaltimore, Maryland,  \nSeptember 28, 1814  \n  \nDear Father,  \nDoubtless, by now you have received tidings of the siege of Fort McHenry, and\nknowing that I am stationed there, have been concerned for my welfare. And\nwell you might be, for I have been greivously wounded in a rather bizarre\nfashion.  \nI am one of very few living men who can claim to have survived being struck by\na cannon-ball. During the battle of Fort McHenry, on the evening of September\n13, I was standing on one of the ramparts of Fort McHenry, surveying the\nBritish fleet and the progress of the battle through a telescope.  \nSuddenly, from the nearest British vessel, there was a loud report,\nimmediately following which I felt excruciating pain in my private parts. I\ncried out, at least as much in surprise as in pain, and was thrown backward\ninto the arms of one of my men who was standing below and witnessed my\nwounding.  \nA four-pound cannon ball, which is about 3 1/3 inches in diameter, had passed\nbetween my thighs, carrying away my stones.By great good fortune, it missed my\nyard by the minutest fraction of an inch, not that that member is now of any\nuse to me, deprived of those manly glands which alone made it worthy to be\ncalled virile.  \nPrompt medical attention saved my life, to what purpose remains to be seen. Of\ncourse, I was and am appalled and dismayed at my loss. I am especially sorry\nto deny you the joy of having grandchildren. Except in that respect, however,\nI think that I can safely say that my health is otherwise unimpaired.  \nMy commanding officer is of the opinion that I should be honorably discharged\nfrom the Army as disabled. I have begged respectfully to differ with him in\nthis matter. I told him \"This is, Sir, a mere flesh wound. Precious flesh\nadmittedly, but I have lost nothing necessary to life and health. Combat does\nnot require a man to use his generative powers. My ability to defend my\ncountry is unaffected.\" Admiring my spirit, he has agreed to allow me to\nreturn to my duties at the end of this week.  \nThus, if it be my destiny to give my life for my country, it can be under\nhonorable , perhaps even, if I may allow myself the word, heroic circumstances\n. Deprived of that which gives his life joy and meaning, a man loses his fear\nof death. In the words of the old Lutheran chorale, _\"Komm' suesser Tod_.\"  \nPlease give my love to Mother and my dear sister, Anne.  \n  \nYour Loving Son,  \nJonathan  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 74, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 24, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Daughter castrates step dad", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Daughter castrates her step dad", "Text": "Megan had been planning to go to the disco for 3 weeks. But at the last minute\nher step dad said no.\n\nThis annoyed Megan who wanted revenge. She was sick of the way he looked at\nher eyeing up her breasts and bum. Her mum was going away to a horse show down\nthe line for a week so it would be perfect time to do it. When at school she\nhad a serious look on her face and a friend asked her what was up. She\nconfided in her that she was going to castarte her dad. The other girl Sasha\nasked if she could help. Are you sure you want to asked Megan. Yes replied\nSasha I want to see a man's balls.\n\nSo they planned and on the Friday Sasha came home on the bus with Megan. When\nat home they sneeked down to the cowshed and out of the cupboard in the office\nthey took the rubber rings and the castrator tool. Megan dad was on the farm\nputting the cows in their nite paddock so he hadnt seen what they were up to.\n\nHer dad arrived home and cooked her and Sasha a nice meal. The girls went to\nthe bedroom and waited for him to have his shower. Once showered he always\nwent back out into the lounge to sit on the couch in his dressing gown and\nwatch television. After a few minutes he was a sleep. Megan came out and\ncalled out to Sasha they untied his robe and pulled it back to reveal his nude\nbody. Megan had never seen her step dads cock and balls before but they sure\ndid look nice, Sasha said to Megan he is hairless. Good said Megan easier for\nus to get the ring on. With that Megan took hold of her dads balls and Sasha\noperated the tool. With the tool squeezed open wide Megan popped her dads\nballs thru and pulled as much of the scrotum thru that she could. Sasha then\nlet the pressure off the handle and the balls were trapped. Her dad made a\nmurmur but continued to snoore. The girls watched with delight and amasement\nas the balls changed colour from pink to red to dark purple.\n\nWhat now whispered Sasha.\n\nSlice them off said Megan cooly.\n\nWith that she stood up and purposely walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass\nbowl then the filleting knife. She then returned and placed the bowl under her\ndads blacky purple balls. She quickly grabbed the tortured orbs and swiftly\ncut thru. The knife was ultra sharp and made light work. Her dad woke with a\nstart and then wailed in pain. Here you are dad a present from me to you\n\nWith that she handed her dad his balls in the bowl and with that walked out of\nthe room with Sasha  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Eunuch", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A man describes the joy of making love to a eunuch.", "Text": "` I love waking up next to my eunuch. My arm is draped around his smooth chest\nas I hear him breathing softly. Slowly, my fingers trail down toward his\ncrotch, careful not to wake him. Then I smile as his limp cock is in my hand.\n`\n\nIt may be just my imagination, but I think his penis has gotten smaller since\nhe was castrated. It\u2019s difficult to tell, because so often his cock was erect\nthen, rarely in a flaccid state when I was around it. Now, of course, those\nerections are a thing of the past.\n\nI gently massage the organ, knowing that no amount of stimulation will make it\nstiffen. My eunuch sighs in his sleep as my finger circles the head of his\npenis and touches the tip. Six months ago he\u2019d have a raging hard-on, and\ndrops of clear pre-cum would have covered the glans. But not any more.\n\nI release his penis and slowly move my fingers lower. I ever so gently trace\nthe thin scar that marks where his scrotum used to be. The cutter did a\nfabulous job. Without looking closely, nobody would ever know this man once\nhad balls.\n\nMy eunuch shifts in his sleep, and is now lying on his back. I smile and look\nat his body, so changed in such a short time. The hard defined muscles have\nsoftened in his chest, arms and thighs. His nipples are larger and more\npointed. Hardly a trace of hair can be seen anywhere. Even his face seems\nrounder than before.\n\nLooking at my eunuch has made my cock swell. I pick up a condom from the\nnightstand and roll it onto my dick. After using a few drops of lube to coats\nit, I kneel between his legs and lift his ankles onto my shoulder.\n\nHe smiles sleepily as he sees me preparing to mount him. His anus yields\neasily to the head of my cock. He closes his eyes and sighs as my cock sinks\ninto his soft warm rectum.\n\nSoon I am pounding frantically, anxious to trigger my orgasm. My eunuch is\nexcited too, with his chest flushing red and nipples hard. Looking at his\nflaccid cock lying motionless against his stomach gives me an even greater\nthrill. With a moan, I spurt my cum and collapse on top of him, breathing\nrapidly.\n\nMy cock softens and withdraws. He lovingly unrolls the condom and holds it\nabove his tongue, letting the white fluid drip out. Since he no longer can\nmake his own cum, he loves sharing mine. Soon the rubber is empty, and he\nsmilingly licks the last drops from his lips. I can taste it when he leans\nover to kiss me.\n\nNow he is holding me, his arm draped across my chest. I feel his soft penis\ntucked between my butt cheeks. He traces his fingers over my hard chest and\nstomach, and grasps my cock. Within seconds, it springs to life. We both sigh\nas he begins stroking me to another orgasm.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 42, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Alone in Dallas Part 1", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "cowboy kidnapped on a weekend trip to Dallas", "Text": "It was a 3 day weekend for me. I had decided to go into Dallas, \nrent a room, and get laid. I was 21, living in a rural area, and \nworked at a feed store. \n\nI was excited driving towards the city. I knew exactly where I \nwanted to go. I had heard about the whores and strip bars on a \nstreet called Harry Hines. Don't get me wrong, I didn't need to pay \nfor it, I had a girlfriend, but I had a fantasy about just some \ngood old no committment fucking.\n\nI got into Dallas in the late afternoon, found me a room right on \nInterstate 35. I showered, and shaved the few whiskers I had, \ndressed in the Wranglers that fit me the best. I am only 5 feet 7, \nand had really worked on my body to overcome the mental problem I \nhad with my height. This pair of worn wranglers fit me to a point \nwhere I didn't wear boxers with them. I put on a brand new tight \nwhite t-shirt, tucked it in, adjusted my equipment, and zipped up. \nI eyed myself in the mirror, looking good, I thought. I completed \nmy look with my best western belt with the shape of Texas on its \nbuckle, some thick white socks, and my best boots. I debated on \nwearing a hat, but decided my short brown hair looked okay today. I \nwas ready!\n\nIt was just getting dark when I hit Harry Hines Blvd. I drove a few \nmiles on it, and pulled into a parking lot of a club that \nadvertised total nude. I was watching the women strip, and being \nfrom the country, was blushing a bit. I was fighting to keep my \ncock soft, and loosing the battle.\n\nA lady walked up to me while I was nursing my third beer. She said, \n\"Hi, I am Sheila, and I've been watching that big belt buckle of \nyours.\"\n\nMy mouth fell open, I looked at her, my dick won the battle. She \nwas incredible, probaly late 20's, early 30's, she was one hot \nbabe. I could see her hard nipples thru her blouse. Man, I wanted \nsome of her!\n\nSheila spoke again, \"I have an empty van out back that needs you in \nit.\" She grasp my hand, and I followed her thru a back entrance. We \nwere in a unlit parking lot and she guided me towards a black panel \nvan. She opened the rear door and said climb in cowboy. I grinned \nat her, and got in, suddenly I was grabbed. I felt some pain as \nSheila stuck a needed in my thigh. I tried to move but my body \ndidn't respond. I tried to yell but nothing happened. My vision was \nblurring as I watched a tall dude give her a wad of money. My mind \nstarted fading, the last thing I remembered was Sheila counting the \nmoney.\n\nI woke up to total darkness, and tried to move. I soon realized I \nwas tied and blind folded.\n\nI heard a guy say he is awake. \n\nThe blind fold was removed. I saw two blonde guys, they looked like \ntwins as my eyes adjusted, no, probaly brothers. I was strapped to \na table of some kind.\n\nI couldn't move, they had me tied up. My head was elavated, I was \ntotally naked. I started cussing them out. They laughed, and one of \nthem grabbed my nuts and squeezed tighter and tighter and tighter.\n\nThe other guy picked up a long needle, the one with my nuts in his \nhands stretched my mut sack. I screamed as the needle entered my \nleft ball. I borke into a sweat as my right nut was pierced also. \nThey were enjoying my screams. \n\nThey left the two needles in my nuts and walked away laughing. \n\nEnd of Part 1", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Keys, The", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, Snuff", "Summary": "Be careful who has the keys to your chastity device!!!", "Text": "` Be careful who you trust with your Keys `\n\n=======================================\n\nMy wife and I started to go to a local group of similar minded couples. We all\nhad 1 thing in common, our male genitals were under lock and key, and the keys\ncontrolled by our female partners. It was strange at first to meet other guys\nin the same predicament as myself and other women who had total control of the\ncocks and balls.\n\nUs guys would be required to be naked below the waste so our devices were\nalways viewable and the women would wear what they wanted. They would usually\nbecome more and more naked as the night progessed and the alcohol flowed. We,\nmales, would often sit in awe as often various females in the group seduced\neach other. Our cocks trying desperately to enlarge as we watched other women\nenjoying our partners sexuality.\n\nMistress Edwina had got agreement, that all the women would leave a spare key\nfor their males with her for safe keeping. The group had been meeting for over\n1 year by this point, it was intimate and open so there was full agreement. My\nwife handed over a spare key to my parts.\n\nOne lunchtime, I bumped into Edwina, outside my workplace. \"How would you like\nsome sexual release\" she whispered into my ear. \"I have your key\". I went with\nher by car to her house.\n\nShe lead me into her bedroom and I stripped. She cuffed my hands and released\nmy cock. She proceeded to give me a blow-job. Wow, it blew my mind, my 1st\norgasm in over 1 year. She cleaned me up and put me back into my device. I\ndressed and she gave me a lift back to work.\n\nAs I was getting out of the car, she said \"By the way, I've switched locks,\nthat cock and balls between your legs is mine now. Tell your wife, you are\nleaving her and come to my house\".\n\nI spent the whole afternoon thinking about my predicament. Edwina was right,\nshe alone had the key, they were hers. She had succeeded in steeling my cock\nand balls from my wife and with them me. I told my wife the situation on the\nphone and left for Edwina's house.\n\nOn entry, I stripped naked and was taken out the back to the stable. I was\ntaken to a pen and attached to a peg in the floor. I could see into the next\npens. There were 2 other guys from our social group.\n\nWe were kept there for 2 weeks before we were moved one evening to a\nrestaurant. We were naked, cuffed and gagged, and marched into the dining\nroom. Tony, a male from our group and I were lead over to a table. There was\nseated our wives. Our genital devices were removed and our organs filled with\nblood. \"This better taste good darling, I've paid a lot of money for this\" she\nsaid flicking my cock with her fork. I gulped.\n\nA ready heated BBQ was brought to the table. A naked female chef attended to\nus, brusing sauce onto our male parts and then wrapping our cocks and balls in\naluminium foil.\n\nShe then clamped us somehow to the floor and ceiling so we couldnt move and\nmoved the BBQ to our manhoods. Our foil covered maleness was now resting on\nthe hot BBQ and as the foil heated, we started to cook.\n\nIt was a slow build up at first but within 2 minutes, the heat was\noverwhelming. The pain surged through my body from my cooking cock and balls.\nMy body was sweating profusely. My body weight was now being held from the\nceiling. I was bordering on unconsciousness like some surreal nightmare, my\nbody engulfed in pain and heat.\n\nOut of the haze I heard, \"15 minutes are up, dinner is ready\". With that the\nchef, sliced the cooked organs from our body and served them to our wives. We\nwere taken away till the meal had finished, and cleaned up.\n\nAfter dinner we were taken back to our wives, Edwina was there. \"Well, girls,\ndo you want these cockless wonders back or can I send them to my dog food\nplant\".\n\nTonys wife quickly said \"He's of no use to me\".\n\nMy wife retorted \"I'll take him home for now, but if I change me mind I'll let\nyou know\".\n\nI was taken to my wife's car and loaded into the boot.\n\nTony was taken to the back of an animal truck with about 6 other guys and that\nwas the last anyone saw of them.\n\nI am now a house slave, and a very obedient one, after all what are my\noptions.\n\nMy wife always keeps a tin of dogfood in the kitchen and her and Tony's wife\noften pretend its Tony. They like to tell me that one day, I will have a new\ntin home just like Tony's.\n\nThey find this very funy, but I'm sure its true. One day, my time will come\nand I will be used as dog food.\n\nYou guys out there, be careful, who has access to your keys or you could end\nup as dog food.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 67, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "N.C. Woman Charged with Malicious Castration", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "text from newspaper", "Text": "Woman charged with malicious castration Sat Dec 30, 6:50 AM ET\n\nA woman attacked a man in his genitals during a Christmas party, injuring him\nbadly enough that he needed 50 stitches, authorities said Friday. Rebecca\nArnold Dawson, 34, was charged with malicious castration in a fight early\nTuesday at a party hosted by the 38-year-old man's girlfriend, police said.\n\nAll three were heavily intoxicated, police Chief Frank Powers said.\n\nDawson is accused of grabbing the man's genitals. Police said a weapon was not\nused. He declined to elaborate.\n\n\"I believe he needed more than 50 stitches to repair the damage, but he is\nback home at this point,\" police Cpl. Brad Stevens said. \"All we can tell you\nis that the injury was done with her hands.\"\n\nDawson does not have a listed phone number.\n\nState law describes malicious castration as cutting off, maiming or\ndisfiguring a person's genitals with the intent to hurt or render the victim\nimpotent.\n\nDawson, who was released Wednesday on $50,000 bond, also was charged with\noffenses including assault causing serious bodily injury.\n\nThe castration arrest was the first of its kind in Lillington, a town of about\n3,000 roughly 30 miles south of Raleigh, Powers said.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 55, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 14, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Days of Wine and Agony -- Day Three", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TORTURE", "Summary": "A beautiful woman captures men for sexual torture, humiliation and castration.", "Text": "` Sometime during the night, she chloroformed him. He hadn't slept; how could\nhe? `\n\nWhen he awoke, he noticed two things. Wendy was standing before him, smirking\nas always, and she was, once again, completely naked. But there was something\nelse.\n\n\"Look around,\" she said to him in her happy voice.\n\nBound to the X-cross across the room was another naked man. He focussed his\neyes on him, and for just one moment, their eyes locked . . . but he had\nnothing to say, even if his hoarse voice could have permitted it. He just\nstared.\n\n\"Well . . . you're starting to bore me,\" she said, addressing her present\nvictim, but talking to the room in general.\n\n\"So here we go.\"\n\nThere was a small brazier burning close by. She picked up the hunting knife\nwith which she had mentally tortured him the day before. She ran the razor-\nsharp point of the knife along his outstretched testicles, his tortured penis,\nup along his naked torso, around his nipples, until she was looking him right\nin the face.\n\n\"Say good-bye to your dick,\" she whispered in his ear.\n\nShe grasped his penis, turned her face to make sure that her new victim was\nwatching her, and then, smiling sweetly, with a single slash of her knife, she\nsevered the quivering organ from his body.\n\nAn agonized shriek escaped his parched lips.\n\nShe threw the bloody length of flesh into the fire. It sizzled obscenely.\n\nShe drew a red-hot iron from the fire and pressed it against the open wound.\n\nInstantly, the room was filled with the stink of burning flesh and the insane\nscreams of what had once been a man.\n\nWhen the wound was fully cauterized, she tossed the iron back into the fire\nand turned to her new victim.\n\n\"And now,\" she said, striding towards him, \"It's your turn.\"\n\nThe End  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ricky Visits America  - Chapter 2 of 4", "Tags": "BI, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, Redirect to Chapter 2", "Summary": "This is a redirect to file chapter 2 of 4 under \"C\" as well.", "Text": "New Page 1\n\n **Ricky Visits America, by Paolo & C van D:**\n\n **[Click here for Chapter 2\nredirect](http://web.archive.org/web/20090218054255/http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/R/ea_213956ricky_vi.htm)!**\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 21, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castration Station", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A Television infomercial I'd like to see someday", "Text": "The TV pans over an auditorium full of very happy women that are getting into\nthe display on the stage.\n\nThe spokeswoman starts and after each questions the crowd answers back soundly\nwith a Yes. Are you sick of the way your man is treating you? YES Is he less\nthan honest with you ? YES Does he forget to do what you ask without a major\nproblem? YES Does he neglect to do his fair share of the work around your\nplace ? YES Does he put himself before you sexually? YES Well if you answered\nyes to even one of these questions do we ever have a quick and permanant\nsolution to these questions. The Castration Station will fix the problems you\nare having with him. This is what comes in one convenient kit. No Assembly\nrequired. A locking Headstock, An inflatable gag, Handcuffs and Key, A\nspreader bar with attached anklecuffs, A piece of rope, An Elastator with 50\nbands, 25 Rohypnol pills, Legal consent forms, and a razor sharp Ginsu knife.\n\nHow much you ask? You get all this for $99.95. Thats right only $99.95. And if\nyou call within 24 hours you get this shipped freight and tax free.\n\nLets breakdown the price after we show you how easy the Castration Station is\nto use. First lets bring out on stage one lucky customer. Please welcome Deb.\n(Applause) She is here tonight with her husband Dan, who is backstage. She\ngave him a Rohypnol earlier to take the edge off. Deb show us how easy the\nCastration Station is to get ready. Deb opens the wooden box which is about\nthe size of a card table and opens it up into a platform. Inside are all the\nparts. She picks up the headstock and positions it at one end of the platform.\nThats all it take to get ready for her husband. Please bring him out. Out\nwalks Dan, nude, being led by two women, to a shower of boo's. Now watch\nclosely to see how easy this is. Deb takes her husband and has him kneel on\nthe platform, she takes him by the neck and gently pushes his head down and\ninto the stock. Then she closes the upper part locking him in place. Now put\non the Handcuffs. Deb picks them up and cuffs Dans hands behind his back. Now\nthe adjustable spreaderbar with anklecuffs. Deb puts Dans ankles in the cuffs\nand loosens an eyebolt and spreads the bar apart and tightens the eyebolt.\nThis keeps him in an upright kneeling position. This is good time to put the\ninflatable gag in his mouth. Deb puts the gag in Dans mouth and pumps it up.\nNext take the rope with the slipknot and slip it over his balls. Deb does. Put\ntwo of the bands on the rope. Deb does. Now put the end through the eyebolt on\nthe spreader bar. She does. Now pull it snug and tie it off. Deb does. He is\nnow ready to go. Easy wasn't it? The crowd goes wild. Now the fun part. Deb\npicks up the Elastator and slip the four posts through one of the bands on the\nrope, and open it up. She does and the band stretches out into a box. Slide\nthis box up over his balls about a half inch from his dick. Deb follows the\ninstructions. (This whole time a camera is showing closeups of the process on\nlarge tvs on the stage.) When you're ready Deb, release the band.\n\nThe crowd chants Release the Band!\n\nAnd with a big smile Deb releases the band which quickly squeezes Dans bag\ndown to about a dime size. (Dan starts to try to move, to no avail) The crowd\nroars. Now Deb repeat the band process but put this one above the other, as\nclose to his penis as you can. Deb does it quickly and releases the final\nband. Lets have a big hand for Deb and her Eunuch dan. Once again the crowd\ngets loud. Lets leave dan alone for an hour or so, but lets bring out Laurie\nand her eunuch jim for the finishing touches. Out onto the stage comes out\nLaurie and two womenare pushing another Castration Station behind her. We\nprepared jim a little over an hour ago so you could see the finished product.\nThe girls spin jim around, you can see his swollen and dark balls. Are you\nready Laurie? Laurie picks up the knife. Now Laurie take the knife and just\ncut between the two bands. Laurie does, and jims sack plops off into a bag.\nThe crowd goes wild hooting and clapping. See how easy that was. Who wouldn't\nwant a Castration Station of their own. But wait, here is where we do the\nmath. Each Castration comes with enough bands to process 25 males. Devide that\ninto $99.95 and it comes out to be less than $4.00 per male or $2.00 per ball.\nYou can't go wrong. So call 1-XXX-XXX-XXXX and have your, his credit card\nready. and line up 24 of your friends for your very own Castration Station\nParty. Now lets get back to dan. Deb are you ready to finish him up? Deb\nstates she is. Go for it she is told. She picks up the knife and with one\nquick slice dan is a eunuch. (Editor's Note : The LAST thing I need is some\ncompany with that real number harassing me!)  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 89, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "VISIT TO THE DOCTOR (A JOKE)", "Tags": "Other:    JOKE", "Summary": "A man visits his doctor and gets GOOD NEWS/BAD NEWS", "Text": "THE ANNUAL CHECKUP\n\nA guy goes for his annual checkup, and about a week later\nhis doctor calls him in to give him the results.  \"Well,\"\nsays the doc, \"You're in pretty good health, however I do\nhave some good news and bad news for you.\"\n\n\"Give me the GOOD news first.\" Requests the guy.\n\n\"Your penis is three inches longer than it was on your\nlast physical.\"\n\n\"That's GREAT!\" exclaims the guy, \"but what's the BAD news?\"\n\nThe doctor replies, \"It's malignant!\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 9, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Manly Pursuits", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A gay teenager has a tragic hunting accident which turns out for the best.", "Text": "I was never masculine enough for my father. I am interested in opera, ballet,\nart, etc. while \"real men\" are supposed to be interested in sports, hunting,\nfishing, in other words, manly pursuits.  \nFrom my 17th birthday on, my father was always nagging me about dating and\nmarriage. I should be thinking about getting married and raising a family of\nmy own. I don't think that he ever realized (or was willing to admit) that I\nam homosexual.  \nHe was always dragging me to sports events, baseball games, football games,\nboxing matches, etc. The only ones I ever liked were the wresatling matches.\nIn fact, I always kept my jacket in my lap to hide the fact that I had a\nboner. Often I had to get up and go to the john and jerk off. For that matter,\nI had to jerk off before hitting the showers after a gym class in high school\nto keep from getting a boner.  \nOf course, in the Fall, we had to go hunting every weekend during deer season.\nThank God, I never had to gut a deer. I'd have puked all over it. Luckily, dad\nis very near-sighted and couldn't hit the broad side of a barn from inside.  \nSo, we'd go out in the woods with a couple of surplus Springfield .30-06's\nbought from Norm Flayderman. I'd keep shooting at trees and saying \"Damn !\nMissed him.\" Dad, of course, never bagged anything either.  \nOne day, though, while we were engaged in wasting ammunition there came a low\nboom from the right. Shotguns weren't legal for deer hunting, and it was\ncertainly the sound of a 12-ga. shotgun. The boom was followed immediately by\na tearing scream from my throat. A 12-gauge solid slug had passed through my\ntrousers, my undershorts, my bag. my balls, my bag. my undershorts, and my\npants in that order. I fell down clutching at the mess that just before been\nmy balls, shrieking in agony.  \nAnother hunter came on the run, from the left ahead of us, carrying another\n.30-06 like ours. We never saw any sign of the hunter with the shotgun. He and\ndad carried me to our car and drove to the emergency room at Benson Memorial\nHospital. State police car pulled in behind us, but, inasmuch as both dad and\nthe other hunter were honking their horns and flashing their headlights, he\nrecognized an emergency when he saw one.  \nOf course, all they could do at the hospital was to remove the wreckage of my\nballs. When dad came into my room, I said bitterly \"So much for \"manly\npursuits.\" Dad never nagged me about masculinity again and left me alone to\nenjoy my favorite indoor sport, cocksucking.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Wolf in Priest's Clothing III", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Part III - One part to go.", "Text": "` I awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and burning wood. I was on the\nchintz couch in the living room of the cottage. I couldn\u2019t see much, just the\nfireplace raging and the mantle glowing. Then the recall hit \u2013 \u201cHoly shit, it\nhad been Max on that pile \u2013 his face disfigured, but still handsome.\u201d I could\nhear mumbling in the kitchen and tried to get up. `\n\nAllaire and Reilly came out from the kitchen. \u201cHey, \u201c she said softly. \u201cDon\u2019t\nask right now. Just sip this.\u201d I grabbed the mug, tearful and fearful. Reilly\ncurled at my feet and settled in. I drank deeply of the brew and sighed. \u201cWhat\nhappened, Allaire?\u201d I asked quietly. \u201cYou must have passed out and he brought\nyou here.\u201d \u201cI did not exchange words with him. That is for you to do.\u201d \u201cHe is\ngone.\u201d \u201cDid you find your answers, Rageane?\u201d\n\nI stared into the fire, back to the mantle and shook my head. \u201cOnly more\nquestions, I\u2019m afraid,\u201d was my reply. \u201cAren\u2019t you surprised at this turn,\nAllaire?\u201d \u201cNo, not at all, \u201c she said with dismissal. \u201cTime and space and\nchanges cannot tear apart the connection between the two of you.\u201d \u201cYou see,\nyou have grown and so has he, finding his path to seclusion and spiritual\nenrichment.\u201d \u201cYou went against the wind and severed a tie that can never be\ncompletely broken.\u201d \u201cUntil you finish what you have started, you will run\ncircles around each other in this life and the next.\u201d\n\n\u201cYou have a choice \u2013 finish it now and be done with him, or continue to live\nthis empty, sober life of yours, one without orgasm, joy and love.\u201d \u201cAgain,\nit\u2019s your choice, Rageane.\u201d She began to walk away.\n\n\u201cMy God, he\u2019s disfigured, Allaire!\u201d \u201cThe cancer must have progressed.\u201d \u201cYes, I\nsaw \u2013 I did not ask anything of him.\u201d \u201cThe cowl keeps it well hidden, but I\ncould sense the suffering and pain he was in.\u201d \u201cDo you think he\u2019ll come\nback,?\u201d I asked slightly alarmed. \u201cYes, they are not yet done with you.\u201d \u201cYou\nwill suffer much pain, dear one, but it will be a pale ghost, as is your\nfear.\u201d \u201cRight now you need to sleep \u2013 it\u2019s 1:00 a.m. and we have to pack to\nreturn home tomorrow. I put my face down into the pillow and pulled the afghan\nover me, hoping the fire would lull me into sleep. I whispered, \u201cGoodnight\nmonk. Forgive me of my sinful actions \u2013 those I have done and those I intend\nto do.\u201d\n\nAllaire heard the words and closed herself in her bedroom. Her precognition\nwas right. She closed the curtains and prayed silently for Max and Rageane.\nWhen she saw him carrying her into the house, she wanted to kill him and the\nwolf. The wolf held her at bay and she remained frozen in the hallway. She\nwatched as he kissed her tenderly on the forehead, smoothed her hair and\ncovered her. He whispered something to her before he turned and looked at\nAllaire. She saw the right side of his face, like half the skin had been\nremoved and barely a neck under his jawbone. He pulled the cowl close to his\nface and snapped at the wolf to follow him. Right out the door they went, no\nwords, only an immense wave of warm air brushed her arms.\n\nI dreamt I was in a monastery \u2013 the bells were tolling for matins. I fell to\nmy knees on the hard brick floor, but I couldn\u2019t remember the prayers. There\nwere whips lashing at my back and I could feel the hot blood run down my back\nand my ass. \u201cPray, bitch,\u201d they ordered. \u201cYou filthy un-sexual whore, PRAY!\u201d\nThey put jars of testicles on the bed in front of me. \u201cPray to them, you\nunclean, perverted queen of torture.\u201d\n\n\u201cThis is your future. You are the ordained butcher \u2013 Shed their blood as\nChrist\u2019s was shed for you.\u201d \u201cWorship, you pagan, submissive whore.\u201d The\nwhippings continued until my gagging tears were choking me. I folded my hands\nand kissed the jars one by one. \u201cI\u2026I, worship you givers of life and purity. I\nam a filthy whore; I deserve nothing. I live for your balls. I worship your\nballs \u2013 I forsake all and everything but the desire to take them and catch\nthem and rub them on my putrid body.\u201d \u201cOh puleeeeseeeee!\u201d I fell to the ground\nand covered my head as the lashings continued. One of them sneered at me.\n\u201cThis one will never have the seed of man within her. She is unworthy of the\nseed.\u201d \u201cAll but her will be satisfied.\u201d \u201cNOOOOOOO,\u201d I begged. \u201cI will give you\nMax\u2019s balls, if you let him come inside me, just once.\u201d \u201cPlease let me\ncomplete the act with the only man I have ever loved.\u201d The large man swung me\naround. I had not seen my attackers. \u201cLook up, unholy slut!\u201d He screamed at\nme.\n\nThere were five monks around me. All of them had pulled up their robes with\nthe toncture and their huge cocks were hard and dripping. \u201cSuck us off, lick\nour balls, you drunken sow!\u201d They were all over me, jerking their cocks into\nmy hair, my face, my mouth and ears. I was covered in their slimy, heavy cum.\nIt was like acid and it burned my skin and singed my hair. I sucked and licked\nand gagged on the spew of these holy men. Their balls were like concrete, hard\nand cold. My hands were covered with their cum and piss. I wanted to wretch,\nbut I continued to oblige them to save my life. \u201cYou see, you were forced to\ndo this so you bear no responsibility \u2013 you cannot feel guilt.\u201d \u201cEat of us,\nslut, pig, whore!!!\u201d A chalice of blood poured over me and the wolf appeared\nand growled at the monks. He leapt at them and began to tear them apart. I\nscreamed and ran to the barred window, fell with my head in my hands as the\nwolf devoured them. \u201cNot this way, precious one!\u201d \u201cNot this way.\u201d I heard the\nvoice say. \u201cHelp me, please,\u201d I begged aloud. \u201cIt shall be done, but with\nhonor and love, passion and you will receive the gift you most desire.\u201d \u201cYou\nwill have my seed \u2013 my final gift to you.\u201d\n\nI awoke in tears, the fire had died out and the cold raced through me. I\npadded to the bathroom and looked in the mirror \u2013 my face was stained pinkish,\nmy hoodie, bloodied and my hands, scratched and aching. Violently l threw up\nin the toilet, looked again in the mirror and I was me again. \u201cOh Max, please\ncome for me,\u201d I pleaded.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 108, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Love Biting (straight, testicles)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "The cold winter snowstorm kept them inside all weekend. Bored, the activities\nquickly turned to lovemaking. The sex had been long and steamy and short and\nraunchy as they\n\nexplored each other's bodies and desires. She loved the feeling of his\n\nballs banging against her flesh as he\n\nrammed her faster and faster. She also noticed his added reactions when she\nlicked and caressed his balls.\n\nSunday morning, she awoke knowing\n\nwhat she desperately wanted. She hauled down his blankets and woke him with\nwarm kisses down his chest,belly and finally thighs. His erection was almost\ninstant\n\nas she licked his shaft from tip to base before beginning her sucking. She\ntook him as deep as she could, and then began\n\nher descent. Her groin became instantly\n\nwet as she sucked his balls into her moist mouth. He began bucking into her as\nshe began to nibble on his testicles, slowly increasing pressure with each\nbite. He grabbed his penis and began jerking rapidly, his eyes still showing\n\ndisbelief at his present situation. He never felt so much pain, and yet\nexcitement at once. Reaching under and holding his ass firmly, she squeezed\nhis nut with all her effort. Feeling it getting softer and then finally\ncrushing in her teeth. Orgasming at what she had done she began chewing on the\nother one.\n\nFeeling faint but still jerking, he came all over his belly. Confused by the\nwhole event, he laid back only to hear\n\n\"Sorry sexy, but that's your last cum\"\n\nHe looked up to see her sexy naked body straddling his legs, then focused on\nhis remaining ball in her hand. With a playful wink she squeezed and watched\nhim writhe in pain, until he fell silent and exhausted. She cuddled up to his\nspent body, realizing she had castrated her lover.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 20, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cup Check", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Locker Room Prank", "Text": "In the boys locker rooms at many schools the boys do something called a cup\ncheck. Boys that play sports such as baseball, football and other organized\nsports wear a jock strap containing a hard cup which is wornto protect the\ntesticles from injury.\n\nIn many locker rooms the boys do this game called cup checking where they\ncheck a boy for a jockstrap with a cup by hitting another boy in the groin\nwith their fist to see if he is wearing aprotective cup.\n\nAt Ponderosa High School several boys were doing cup checks following a sports\nevent. Several boys passed their checks but this one fourteen year old boy was\ncup checked and fell to the floor in pain since the checkers fist had hit him\nsquare and firmly in the scrotum.\n\nSometime later the boy complained to his mother who noticed that he was in\nobvious pain. His mother took him to their family doctor who immediately sent\nhim to a hospital emergency room with the outer layer of his testicles cracked\nor ruptured which caused severe damage and bleeding.\n\nTesticles with this type of injury no longer produces sperm even if the\ntesticles are saved however in most cases ruptured testicles are removed. Boys\nwith their testicles removed are forever sterile and in reality are Eunuchs.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 10, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Larry:  A Christmas Story", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, Piercing", "Summary": "Two Christmas encounters with a tall, dark, handsome stranger.", "Text": "` Larry was always a party boy. And a cute dude. Not a whisker taller than\n5\u20196\u201d. As soon as he was old enough to get past the doorman, he was in the\nclubs every night. By the time he was in his mid 20s, he was getting into\nheavier stuff. The leather scene caught his fancy and he got into rougher and\nrougher scenes and seedier bars. During the 2000 Christmas holidays, Larry had\nbeen clubbing for days. On Christmas Eve, Larry couldn't help noticing that a\nleather daddy with a shaved head, huge moustache and closely cropped beard had\nbeen circling him all night, eyeing him intently from the shadows. He had to\nbe at least six-and-a-half-feet tall, all of its muscled glory swathed in\nblack leather. Larry was wasted, but still horny and increasingly turned on.\nSo he eventually summoned the nerve and testosterone to stumble over to the\ngiant man in black and slurred, \"Take me home, master.\" The giant smiled\nbroadly, flashing what seemed to Larry to be about 100 gleaming white teeth\nunder his moustache. Without saying a word, he took a collar and chain out of\nhis back pocket, gently but firmly buckled it around Larry's neck and led him\nout of the bar. In less than a minute, Larry was on the back of a Harley\nchopper, holding onto his new daddy for dear life as they barrelled into the\nsunrise.Larry looked up occasionally, but had no idea where they might be\nheaded. They seemed to wind up in an industrial area, racing past a blur of\nfactories, refineries and warehouses. They turned up an alley between two dark\nbuildings and went quite far into a complex of low, sooty brick buildings. The\nHarley crawled to a stop and Larry heard the sound of an electric overhead\ndoor opening. As he looked up, the Harley was inching into a building with\nvery high ceilings, steel girders and hanging lights. He heard the door close\nbehind them. His leather man revved the bike twice, switched off the engine\nand said, \"Home, sweet home, boy.\" Larry climbed off the bike, promptly losing\nhis balance in his stupor and tumbling onto the cold, dusty concrete floor. He\ntried to get up, but his arms and legs just didn't seem to cooperate. Leather\ndaddy scooped him up in his huge arms and said softly, \"It's bed time,\nboy.\"Larry awoke in total silence and darkness. His head was splitting. No\nmatter how much he tried to adjust his eyes, he couldn't see a thing. He tried\nto roll over, but found he couldn't. There seemed to be a huge strap across\nhis chest and arms. It felt as if it might be lined in fur. He realized his\nknees were raised, each of them also in some kind of harness. He tried to call\nout, but could only make a muffled sound. He finally figured out that he was\ngagged, as well.After what seemed to be an eternity, a steel door creaked\nopen, flooding the room with blinding light. He heard a light switch snap and\nan enormous steel spotlight beamed above him. He could feel its warmth on his\ncrotch. As Larry's eyes were still trying to adjust, he felt a hand on his\ninner thigh. \"It's all right, boy. Daddy's here.\"\"Daddy has a Christmas gift\nfor you. Do you want it now?\" Larry nodded slowly, still not able to see\nclearly. \"Merry Christmas, then,\" the unseen master said. The leather master\ngrasped Larry's dick and began to massage it. It took a lot of stroking to\nmake Larry even half-hard, but eventually he had a respectable if not rock-\nhard erection. Then he caught a whiff of rubbing alcohol and his dick was\nsuddenly very flooded with something icy cold. Almost immediately, Larry felt\na flash of intense pain in the head of his penis as something very large and\nvery sharp was jabbed into the tip and out the base. This was followed by\nsomething much wider being inserted. Larry was wild with pain. \"Stop it,\nmotherfucker! What are you doing?!!!\" Larry tried to scream. Gagged, he could\nproduce only a mumble. \"You don't have to thank me, boy,\" the master purred\nwith a chuckle. \"But I expect a gift from you next year. Go to sleep now.\"\nLarry felt the quick jab of a hypodermic needle in his buttock. He fell asleep\nin less than a minute, mumbling more and more softly until he was completely\nout.When Larry woke up, he was in his own bed, in his own apartment. He was\nvery groggy, his mouth was dry and his head was still splitting. His first\nthought was, \"Man, what a dream!\" He tried to sit up and felt a sudden, sharp\nbolt of pain from his groin. He reached down with both hands and grabbed his\ncrotch. It felt padded. He unbuttoned his jeans and slowly peeled them down.\nThe first thing he saw was a bright red bow, crushed flat and a small\nenvelope. He pulled off the bow and it dragged threads of gauze behind it.\nLarry opened the envelope with some difficulty, as his hands were shaking.\nInside, the card read \"Enjoy your gift, boy. It's solid gold. Daddy.\" Larry\nstruggled frantically with the huge wad of gauze until he found a loose end\nand started unwrapping. It seemed as if there were miles of the stuff. As more\nand more gauze was removed, it was no longer pure white, but dotted by stains\nof blood. Finally, his penis was revealed. Larry slowly lifted it up and\nrealized what the note meant. There was a large, gleaming gold Prince Albert\npiercing through the head. Larry slumped back on the bed. \"Fuck you, daddy,\"\nhe muttered aloud. Over the next few months, Larry looked for his leather\ndaddy in the bars and tried hard to find the same infamous warehouse, but had\nno luck. He had grown to like the Prince Albert, though. And it was always an\nattention-getter in the baths.A year passed and Larry was once again making\nthe most of his Christmas holiday. The leather bars were still his favorite\nhaunts. On Christmas Eve 2001, there he was, wasted, in the same bar as a year\nbefore. Suddenly, there was the mystery daddy he\u2019d searched for all year. Same\nshaved head, same giant moustache, same mouthful of gleaming white teeth.\nLarry stalked over immediately and hurled himself against the man's chest,\nshoving him hard with both arms outstretched. The big man didn't flinch,\ndidn't budge. It was as if he were a mountain of muscle. Looking straight up\ninto the man's eyes, Larry said, \"Never got a chance to thank you for my gift,\nfucker.\" \"Well, do you like it, boy?\" the man purred, flashing his\nincandescent smile. Larry was disarmed. He lowered his eyes and stared at the\nfloor. \"It's okay,\" he said softly.A huge hand grabbed the back of Larry's\nhair and forced him to look up. \"Didn't hear you boy, speak up.\"\"I said it's\nOKAY,\" Larry said through clenched teeth.The man let go of Larry's hair and\nslowly began to stroke his neck. \"You're welcome, boy,\" he said with teeth\nflashing again. \"Let's celebrate over a drink. Don't you move.\"The man\nstrolled easily to the bar, whispered into the bartender\u2019s ear and soon\nreturned with two shot glasses. \"Tequila. Drink it fast.\" The large man\nslugged his down in one gulp. Larry, not about to be upstaged, did the same.\nThere was a strange aftertaste. As he stood toe-to-toe with the giant man and\nstared into his face, the leather daddy\u2019s white teeth seemed to glow brighter\nand brighter. And the music seemed to get louder and louder, blending into a\nfuzzy din. That's all Larry could remember as he came to in his bed. By the\ncolor of the light through his venetian blinds, it seemed to be late\nafternoon. Larry tried to rise, but couldn't move. In his hungover state, he\neventually realized that he'd been tucked into bed very securely. He had to\ntug very hard to free one side of the sheet. As the sheet came free, he tried\nto get up but was stunned suddenly by a bolt of pain from his crotch. He\nflopped back down on the bed. \"SHIT!\" Larry screamed, suddenly wincing from\nthe effect the loud sound had on his throbbing head. He slowly peeled back the\nsheet, almost afraid to look. Once again, there was a large red bow, flattened\nsomewhat by the tight sheet, with a small envelope attached. Larry went\nstraight for the envelope this time. The note read, \"I told you I expected\ngifts from you this Christmas. Love \u2018em. Thanks. Daddy.\" Larry began\nfrantically unwinding the strips of gauze, his tension rising as the gauze\nbecame more and more blood stained. When the last strip of gauze came free,\nthe late afternoon light was fading and he couldn't quite see what was there.\nHe switched on the light beside his bed, swung his legs off the bed and\ndoubled over to inspect his aching crotch.He saw two lines of finely knotted\nsutures on his now empty scrotum.A long, low wail arose from somewhere in\nLarry\u2019s being. He passed out.Larry never saw his 6'6\" leather daddy again. He\nrefuses to wear the gold Prince Albert. But the hole in the base of his penis,\nthe scars from the incisions and his limp, lifeless scrotum will always be\nthere to remind him of the tall, mysterious stranger with such a dazzling\nsmile.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 136, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Why I Castrated My Husband", "Tags": "BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "", "Text": "I was going bald. It sucks being a woman going bald. There was no other option\nfor my female hereditary baldness. More than that, my husband was too much of\na wimp. Oh, he could eat pussy very well, but he just wasn't worth a good\nfucking.\n\nEventually, we just stopped having sex. I'd let him eat me occasionally but I\ndidn't reciprocate. We were in a rut.\n\nFinally, I consented to my hairdresser to just shave it off. My tiny dicked\nhusband, of course was turned on but the little perv. disgusted me. I turned\nto wearing wigs and working out.\n\nThe workouts were fantastic. I work out 2-3 times a day and really pump iron.\nI noticed that I had bigger biceps than the twink so I'd rub it in. Then I\ndecided to really get into the body building. The steroids had all but removed\nmy hair on the top of my head so it was really easy to shave it off. But it\ngot so that the wigs just didn't look right. More than that I was begining to\nget a bit more peach fuzz on my face.\n\nMy clitoris on the other hand was getting bigger. it actually started popping\nout like an erection. I did like the way my husband ate me but I wanted more\nthan him. I wondered if I was turning lesbian, I did fantasize big cocks, but\njust that they were on women. On night after a hard workout this hulking black\nguy asked me if I wanted to fool around with him and his hot wife. I don't\nknow why I said yes except I was excited.\n\nWhen I came home I didn't feel ashamed to let my husband eat me. In fact he\nseemed to like the taste even better. That gave me an idea. I'd let him have\nsex but only if he ate me out right after. He not only agreed he seemed\nhappier. So I thought let's just kick it up a notch.\n\nI took him to a cutter. We left his three inch dick alone but made sure to\nremove everything else nice and tight. Some of his ball sac was used to make a\nlittle vagina wall. It was cute. I had also been pumping him with female\nhormones for quite some time so he was really starting to look cute too.\n\nMy Black lover and I share his ass like we share his wife after we go out\ndrinking. I love watching him eat out my lover's wife's pussy too. He loves\ncleaning us all up.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cheers to Tears to Cheers \u2014 Reunion 10, Chapter 1", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, retribution", "Summary": "<b>Justice is planned to make a wrong romance right.</b>", "Text": "` `\n\n\u2022\n\nShe is a motherly little home maker. She is one of those wives who just wants\nto be in a one-wife marriage.\n\nBut no! Mister _In-Love-With-His-Own-Cock_ wants more. Twelve inches with a\ntwelve IQ.\n\nWe've all seen the type. Mosty because his type loves to show _IT_ off. Mostly\nwe're of the type who would rather just cut _IT_ off.\n\nFunny how we went through the stage when we actually craved colossal cocks \u2014\nwhat _were_ we thinking? Guys go through the big tit syndrome, so maybe it was\nnatural for us to have gone through the big _IT_ syndrome.\n\nMaybe it was natural \u2014 or at least expected \u2014 that the cute little cheerleader\nwould always fall in love with and marry the biggest basket-baller with the\nbiggest bone. High school, it seems, didn't yet mean we had high standards.\n\n_Everyone_ went to the wedding. The maids (ha!) of honor, the best (big ha!)\nmen, friends of hers, friends of his.\n\nAnd was the groom well-groomed? The big prick who loved his own big prick\nslicked back his hair with his own jism!\n\n\u2022\n\n_Flash ahead past the honeymoon,  \npast the blood  \nall over the Niagara Falls sheets  \nwhere the cute little cheerleader  \nhad her cute little pussy  \nstretched beyond design limits,  \npast the years of physical abuse,  \npast the years of verbal abuse._\n\n\u2022\n\nA decade later, they have two wonderful kids \u2014 and he has twenty wenches on\nthe side.\n\nHigh schools have summer reunions. Ten years later, high standards are finally\nsetting in. It may not be too late for our cute little cheerleader.\n\nThe other really-cute, but much larger, cheerleader always had a crush on her\ncute little friend.\n\nLesbianism and radicalism were not openly tolerated within the closed walls of\neducation, nor were they openly tolerated within the closed minds of their\nparents, at that time. _Now_ should be different.\n\nWe'll _make_ it different now. We'll especially make _IT_ different!\n\n\u2022\n\n_End of chapter one.  \nThe _real_ reunion is next week.  \nSee you in a few days._\n\nAnd don't worry.\n\nClassy Bitch  \nand her coolest of classmates  \nhave bail funds ready.\n\nRighteousness is always right,  \nand usually fun.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A fathers regret", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A young stallion challenges a his father the herd leader. when he looses his father faces a tough choice and some regret.", "Text": "Many times a young stallion will issue a challenge to one of the lead\nstallions in the herd. It is up to the older stallion if he accepts or not,\nbut it is considered a great dishonour to not accept. This is why a challenge\nis always accepted. Usually it is at this point that the young stud backs\ndown. There is no dishonour in this, and nobody looks down on the young studs\nif they back down. Sure their mates may tease them for a bit, but not for\nlong. After all a lot is at stake if it comes down to battle.\n\nIf the young stud beats the stallion he challenged, he gains his position in\nthe herd. All the former stallions mares are his, as is his right to mate.\nHowever if he loses then the stallion he challenged is charged with preventing\nthe young stud from ever mating. It is his duty to geld the challenger, to\nrefuse such a task means banishment and gelding.\n\nThat was Blairs dilemma as he looked upon the prone form tied securely to the\ntable. Normally it would be a pleasure to geld the young stallion now securely\ntied to the table. Certainly he had won the right to wield the blade that\nwould deprive this youth of his equine pride. To deny him forever the\npleasures a mare could provide. To cut short his line, never allowing him the\nfortune of having offspring. This time it was different. He felt sorry for the\nyoung stallion, regretted what he must do.\n\nHe should have refused the challenge at the start. Honour had forbade it, but\nthe herd might have understood. They could not have faulted him for refusing\nto battle his own son. Yet he had accepted the challenge in the hopes that\nRhoan would back down. Not that he had. Rhoan had been sure his father would\nstep down without a fight, never believing that his own father could geld him.\nIn the end neither one had budged, the battle went ahead.\n\nIt was a good fight, the opponents equally matched. In the end it came down to\nexperience, and though Blair won it felt to him as if he had lost.\n\nNow he stood before the gelding table, knife in hand. Rhoan tied securely, his\nbag cinched tight with moist rawhide strips. His eyes open wide as he pleaded,\nbegged for his release. Desperate to remain a stallion. Never would he feel\nthe velvet folds of a mares pussy. So much was to be denied him now. If only\nhe had waited. The herd would have been his in a few years. Blair had intended\nto hand over the reins and retire, now he would have to wait.\n\n\u201cI\u2019m sorry\u201d\n\nBlair sighed as he grasped the already cool bag and drew the sharp knife\nbetween the two rawhide strips  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Dump", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "A dare at the Junk Yard.", "Text": "\"You're such a pussy Matt!\" \"Just Fucking do it!\" \"Dude go!\"\n\nSome words I heard yelled in my ear and inches from my face as my friends and\nI stood besides a 6 foot high fence. We were all 15 years old and teeming with\ntestosterone. It was a dare. A dare to climb over the fence and jump into the\nCarvines' family garbage and srap lot. The reason I was so hesitant to do so\nwas the fact that there was a near 300 pound ferocious beast of a dog ready to\nhunt down and attack and most likely kill any person who sets foot in the lot.\n\nI was just a dumb everyday teenager. I've never gotten laid. My dick was a\ngood eight inches hard. I never measured it flacid. But there's no need to,\nright? My friends and I usually challenged eachother to dangerous dares. A few\ndays ago I dared my friend pete to climb onto the roof of my house and jump\ninto my pool. But damn did he miss. He slammed right into the side and the\nside of the pool went straight up inbetween his legs and crushed his precious\njewels. He's been to the hospital nine times since. But he's recovering. I'm\nsure he's sterile though, which really sucks but only I feel that way, not\nhim. He loves his balls too much to admit that.  \n  \nSo back to the story. Pete wanted to get even for my ridiculous dare. It was\nsimple. Just run my skinny ass off to the other side of the dump and out the\ngate and to avoid the huge mutt at all costs.  \n  \nI was dumb, like I said, and wore very loose sweat pants. And Pete promised me\na few minutes with his very hot sister. So I wore no underwear. Again, I was\nvery stupid. I mean she was 18! Like she even agreed!  \n  \nI climbed the fence and crouched when I landed to stay low so no one saw me. I\nstarted to jog across the empty spaces inbetween piles of scrap and stayed\nlow. The coast was clear so I sprinted but with just my luck I tripped.  \n  \nOn a chain.  \n  \nA dog chain.  \n  \nIMMEDIATELY I felt huge paws mount my back and I nearly shit myself when the\ndamn beast barked in my ear. It flipped me on my back with its huge paws and\nstarted barking and clawing at the ground around me. The dog was getting drool\nand mucus all over me and I couldn't move, I was too fozen with fear.  \n  \nI was screaming and crying as this huge dog was ripping at my clothes. He\nstarted yanking at my pants and nearly pulled them off!  \nThis dog had huge balls and when i say huge i mean bigger then mine. So I\nplanted a foot right in his balls. He backed off and whimpered and that gave\nme a chance to get up. The dog simply growled with a very firey anger burning\nup inside him.  \n  \nI ran.  \n  \nHe bit my leg and my pants ripped right off. I don't know how. It just\nhappened. He ripped them up so good before hand they just tore off with ease.\nMy cock and balls were flapping between my legs as I ran and I came to a dead\nend.  \n  \nThere was a fence at the end of the path so I climbed up it as high as i could\nbut the wall behind the fence prevented my from jumping over. I turned around\non the old busted fence and kind of sat on it while watching this huge dog\ncome running up to the bottum of the fence. My legs were spread wide and I had\nforgotten my cock and balls were very vulnerable. Yeah, I think you know where\nthis is going. The dog leaped up five feet in the air and latched on to my\ncock and balls with his incredible jaw strength and fangs.  \n  \nHe was hanging on my package like I was hanging on the fence. My friends were\nlong gone. I was SCREAMING so hard that I turned red. my fingers were caught\nin the fence and I think some of them broke. I could not move while this\nvicious beast tore off my precious, precious penis and testicles.  \n  \nI just remember waking up in an ambulance. Of course my balls and cock weren't\nsaved. I had lost an incredible amount of blood. I almost died.  \n  \nI now am genderless and I dearly miss my penis and balls.  \n  \nThat damn dog is now dead thankfully.And the scrap dump was shut down from my\nincident.  \n  \nI haven't seen my friends in years.  \n  \nI wish I had my dick.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 46, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 71, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat, No Cattle", "Tags": "Other:  Cum Ranching", "Summary": "Hitchhikers, petty criminals and pretty men selected at random are grazed and milked electronically.", "Text": "Larry wasn't entirely sure, but it seemed after a while that blue\nand white Parish Constable cars passed him with increasing freq-\nuency on RR 29 near Bossier City. Then 3 of them converged to trap\nhim in their headlights and he knew things had taken a turn for the\nworse; he had no idea..\n\nA wiry woman of about 45 woke him at 6 am, grabbed him by the nape\nof his muscular neck, and forcibly bent him over the washstand in\nwhat appeared in the early sunlight to be a cell made entirely of\nstainless steel.  With her other hand she released his belt and\npulled his jeans down to expose his buttocks.  He lurched and made\nan explosive grunting noise as she matter-of-factly inserted 2, \nmaybe 3 fingers into his rectum, rotated them back and forth and\nwithdrew, all in the space of less than a minute.  Keeping him\nmore or less immobile with one hand gripping his neck in what felt\nlike talons of iron, she then lubricated the passage quickly and\nforced some sort of lozenge deep into his lower intestine. \n\nWhat followed remained Larry's solitary fantasy for the nightmare\nperiod that was to come.  The woman, darkly authoritative and very\nwell-conditioned, lowered his jeans to his knees, extracted his\npenis and scrotum from his briefs, and after examining both very\ncarefully, applied a bluish antiseptic-smelling liquid.  She then\nran hot water into the metal washstand and rinsed his genitals with\nwhat seemed to be more enthusiasm than absolutely warranted.  His\npenis swelled and began to erect even before she began to masturbate\nhim.  She dandled his testicles, squeezing the scrotal sac almost\npainfully until he was fully erect, his penis a deep red, the sens-\nitive skin stretched shiny.  Astonishingly, the woman reached into\nthe Eisenhower jacket of her uniform, produced about a foot of \nsnub-nosed glass tubing and acting with practiced dispatch, inserted\nit into Larry's urethra, all the while pinching his foreskin and\nrolling its inflamed flesh between her index finger and thumb.  He\ncame with such force and in such volume that the tube moved visibly\nout of the end of his penis by about an inch before she caught it.\n\"You're a regular pistol, aren't you\", she observed, stoppering the\nthe catch-bottle into which his semen had been ejected with such\nforce.  \"I'll be back after this is tested.  Pull up your pants.\"\n\n[to be continued]", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 59, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Aztecs 5", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "Tezozo discovers the horrors of his new role.", "Text": "` AZTECS 5 `\n\nBy Pueros\n\nChapter 5 \u2013 Temples\n\n(Tenochtitlan, capital of the Aztec Empire, September 1520)\n\nThe High Priest wiped the sperm from his face with his left hand and placed as\nmuch of the precious substance as possible in a bowl proffered by one of the\nnullified acolytes before returning it to grip Juan\u2019s penis. He was about to\nnullify the Spanish boy with the knife held by its turquoise handle in his\nright hand when a loud \u201cNo!\u201d resounded around the temple. The sungod, splayed\non the wooden cross above and behind the sacrificial plinth, had\nunprecendentedly uttered a command. Everyone, including the prostrating throng\nof worshippers, looked at Tezozo who continued, in heavily accented and\nfaltering Aztec, \u201cHe is not to suffer!\u201d The message seemed clear enough to the\nHigh Priest who looked at his new Emperor, Cuauhtemou, for confirmation of\nwhat to do. Cuauhtemou just nodded and the deeply relieved naked Juan was\nremoved from the plinth and returned by his Priestly escorts to his cell. The\nfour Priests returned shortly afterwards with another young victim, for\nsomeone had to die on this autumnal equinox.\n\nThe second similarly aged boy was a pretty dark-haired Tlaxcalan captive who\nwas being kept for sacrifice on another day. However, he had now been swiftly\nbathed and re-attired to meet an earlier death. This time, Tezozo could do\nlittle to intervene for the cross had been lowered temporarily so that he\ncould be gagged. The High Priest wished to help the sungod avoid further\ndistressful interruptions.\n\nThe struggling new sacrifice was rapidly splayed on the plinth and the High\nPriest cut off the boy\u2019s loincloth. Another hardening penis was held by the\nHigh Priest\u2019s left hand whilst the knife was again presented to the underside\nof a young ball sac. Some rapid jerking with the left hand swiftly produced\nthe sacred product required for the now changed bowl and no intervention came\nto stop the youngster\u2019s subsequent nullification. The High Priest was soon\ndangling the severed genitalia by the cockhead high above the screaming boy\u2019s\nbloody loins. A mixture of blood and spilt semen dripped onto the agonised\nlad\u2019s body. However, the victim\u2019s torment did not last too long as the High\nPriest, after placing the genitalia in another bowl proffered by one of the\nacolytes, proceeded to extract the young Tlaxcalan\u2019s heart.\n\nTezozo was appalled as his people did not practise sacrifice. The boy had\nobserved criminals and prisoners executed by spear but had never experienced\nanything as awfully cruel as what he had just seen. He did not know that he\nwas due to suffer the same fate in nine months and would see far worse in the\ninterim. Tezozo was deeply saddened by the spectacle but also grateful that he\nhad managed to save his friend, at least for now.\n\nThe hundreds of worshippers regained their feet whilst the three bowls\ncontaining the sacrificial victim\u2019s semen, genitalia and heart were placed on\ntop of his bloodied chest and stomach. The Priests and acolytes left the\nplinth and Cuauhtemou walked forward to climb up the front steps. From the\nother side of the dead Tlaxcalan, the High Priest lifted the bowl containing\nthe sperm and handed it to his new Emperor, who proceeded to lick the dish dry\nbefore returning it to the boy\u2019s body. The High Priest now picked up the\ngenitalia and heart, placing the two organs respectively in Cuauhtemou\u2019s left\nand right hands. The Emperor turned to face the watching crowd and raised his\nhands, now dripping blood, in the air. There was a huge cheer as the last man\nto occupy the Aztec Imperial throne was confirmed in his position.\n\nCuauhtemou replaced the organs in their appropriate bowls, which the acolytes,\nreturned to the plinth, collected and took away. The four Priests removed the\ndead body before lowering and releasing Tezozo from his bondgage and his gag.\nThe petrified boy was himself now dragged to and, after his loincloth was\nremoved, spreadeagled naked on the plinth. His horror, enhanced by feeling\ncongealing blood under his back, caused the lad to shiver uncontrollably. This\nintensified further when the acolytes returned with a tiny red urn, emblazoned\nwith a yellow sunburst, and two similarly painted pottery boxes. The latter\nwere opened and the genitalia and heart of the previous sungod, extracted\nthree months earlier and very cool because of their cold storage, were taken\nout and placed respectively on the splayed boy\u2019s stomach and chest. The urn\nwas then presented to his lips for the contents to be consumed. The High\nPriest had to pinch the lad\u2019s nose before he would comply. The 13 years old\nnow tasted semen for the first time.\n\nTezozo\u2019s shivering decreased when he felt the Emperor\u2019s lips encase his cock\nand he was soon vibrating instead through orgasm. Having been anointed with\nthe sungod\u2019s sacred fertility elixir, Cuauhtemou descended from the plinth,\npassed through the crowd, again prostrate, and left the temple, quickly\nfollowed by the assemblage. The previous sungod\u2019s genitalia and heart were now\nreturned to their boxes and Tezozo was removed from the plinth. After one of\nthe acolytes had wiped the blood from the 13 years old\u2019s body, he was\nredressed to rejoin Juan.\n\nThe 14 years old Spaniard thanked Tezozo profusely for his salvation,\nespecially when he heard what happened to the boy who had replaced him.\nHowever, the unknowing half-brothers remained rather sombre as they talked\nabout what the future held for them. Nevertheless, this did not adversely\naffect their appetites and that evening Tezozo\u2019s food was different to normal,\na spicy mince. He was never to know that he had eaten his predecessor\u2019s sexual\nand cardiovascular organs.\n\nThe next morning, after bathing, Tezozo was taken unbound in procession by his\nnow customary escort of four Priests and four acolytes to another smaller\ntemple. Passers-by bowed to the sungod as he passed. The temple to the firegod\nhad no sacrificial plinth but instead possessed a small central hearth full of\nblazing wood. The sungod was sat on an elevated throne nearby and a handsome\nyouth of about 16 was brought in by four local priests to the temple nave. The\nyouth was attired in a red loincloth but, instead of the sunburst emblem, the\nflaps displayed a golden flame. The 16 years old was disorientated because he\nhad been forced to drink strong pulque, a fermented drink produced from the\nsap of agave. The priests splayed the youth face-up on the floor. Holding a\nlimb apiece, they then lifted him and introduced his body to the flames in the\nhearth. The resultant screams were blood curdling and Tezozo closed his eyes\nin horror. When the 13 years old opened them again after quiet had been\nrestored, he saw that the youth\u2019s body had now been left in the fire.\n\nThe traumatised Tezozo was eventually returned to his cell but Juan did not\nawait him. The young Spaniard had been taken to Cuauhtemou\u2019s palace and would\nnot return to the main temple for some time.\n\n(To be continued in Chapter 6 \u2013 \u2018Sacrifices\u2019)\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Papercutter Penis (A Short Story)", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Picture planter stumped", "Text": "` `\n\nWe had gotten used to it at RiteSoft. Every few days, a scream from one of the\ngirls would shatter the morning routine. Or, it might be one of the guys,\nletting a stream of profanity loose from a cubicle after the discovery of yet\nanother picture of a guy\u2019s erect dick. This had been going on for months, it\nwas always the same dick, Xeroxed and left in a picture frame or file folder\naround different peoples desks. We have about a 120 people who work here. Most\nof us are 20ish and pretty open-minded. We figured after a few times, we\u2019d\nfind out who it was at a party or something and all have a good laugh.\n\nIt started to get creepy when it just kept happening and the joke was way\nover. Without having everyone at RiteSoft whip their schlongs out, there was\nno way to know who the mystery penis belonged to. What was remarkable about\nthe copied cock was how unremarkable it was. Standard US issue dick, about\n61/2 inches long, circumcised and an average width.\n\nIt got even creepier when the photocopied phallus began appearing in peoples\ncars and at home in their bedrooms and bathrooms. We tried staying late,\nshowing up unannounced at nights and on the weekend to no avail. One Wednesday\nnight, completely by accident, we struck pay dirt. Actually, I stuck pay dirt.\nI met some friends for dinner, then went back to the office about 8pm to pick\nup a CD I left in the burner. To my amazement, there in front of the copier,\npants around his knees, was Bob Lipschitz. No wonder we hadn\u2019t been able to\nfigure out who it was. He\u2019d gotten into some sort of trouble with the SEC for\ninsider trading and caused the company\u2019s stock to founder. It had cost myself,\nand some of the other software writers, 100\u2019s of thousands in bonuses.\n\nBob was oblivious to my presence due to the noise of the copier. I made the\ndecision in an instant! I lost my bonus, Bob was gonna lose his boner.\n\nI picked up one of those heavy tape dispensers and whacked him in the back of\nthe head. Almost noiselessly, he slumped to the carpet. After turning him\nover, I took the paper cutter and place it on his belly. I then grabbed his\nstill dick and placed as much a possible on the wooden part of the cutter.\nRaising the guillotine like blade as high a possible and took a deep breath.\nAs the blade hit Bob\u2019s doomed dick, it made a sound similar to chopping a\ncrisp head of lettuce before sending it flying. It hit the copy machine with a\nbloody splat.\n\nThe next morning, Bob was gone but his severed dick was found on the glass\nplate of the copier with a full ream of bloody color copies and the add paper\nlight flashing. This was one little prick who\u2019d never fuck anyone again,\nliterally or metaphorically. The rude surprises stopped and Bob was never\nheard from again.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "No Cunts for Old Men", "Tags": "GAY, TG, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Lost to be found.", "Text": "In his 20\u2019s, the serpentine tattoo on his cock looked like a cobra about to\nstrike. In his 40\u2019s, it looked more like an inchworm sleeping.\n\nNot to say Lee did not remain in very good shape 20 years after his graphic\npet snake was laser-penned on his phallic pet snake. He was still trim and\nslim. His long shaved shapely legs were topped by a backside that any Playboy\ncenterfold would have been proud of.\n\nIn fishnets and stilettos \u2013 and nothing else \u2013 he indeed looked like a bad-\nassed bare-assed erotic model. From the back, a female model. From the front,\na still young-looking tranny for every inch \u2013 even the shrunken snake was cute\nin its now sleepy display.\n\nLee and his young boyfriend Tommy were very much in love. Tommy was the top,\nwhile Lee, so to speak, had _risen_ to bottom. Tommy gave and Lee received.\nAnd happy they both were with this attitude between fucker and fuckee.\n\nWee, wee, wee, Tommy often drove Lee all the way home.\n\nYet.\n\nLee looked longingly in the full-length mirror. His ass was oozing creamy cum\nand his mouth was similarly blessed. Oral and anal, Tommy always came and\ncame. A BF loaded with loads is a fun person to have in and around.\n\nYet.\n\nLee gazed at his naked shapely shape. He knew his backside was perfect. He\nsuddenly envisioned that his frontside could be perfect as well. How about\nsome nice tit implants for Tommy to place a third load on? How about letting\nthe time-shrunken snake finally shed its skin, traded for a custom-crafted\npussy for load number four?\n\nSo.\n\nAt Thailand they landed, greeted on the tarmac by the limo sent from the\nprogressive country\u2019s very best SRS clinic. In it, they climbed. The ride\npassed by some great Asian scenery, but the two lovers were in lip-lock,\nexcited together about what was to come \u2013 especially about what was about to\ncome off.\n\nAs the doctors and nurses held clip boards, taking notes, with a medical\nphotographer snapping away, Lee displayed his naked self with a dance of\npirouettes.\n\nGrabbed and prodded, the medical professionals agreed the ass was perfect as-\nis. Measured and massaged, the medical professionals agreed that 38 Double D\u2019s\nwould fit just fine at the tit coordinates of Lee\u2019s trim frame.\n\nThen the little snake and worm were measured and massaged. The verdict on the\ndick is that maybe 10 years ago there would have been enough of it to reform\ninto a vagina. But now\u2026\n\nTommy\u2019s cock was measured and massaged. All the numbers were computer\ncrunched. It was time to chat.\n\nFortunately, the SRS clinic female nurses were all former men. They had\nshapely surprises under their short sexy skirts. Some of the surprises were\nsurprises of absence rather than surprises of endowment.\n\nShe cocks were cute. Crafted cunts were nice. But the there was nothing quite\nso cool as absolutely nothing. Feeling the nullos turned the BF\u2019s hearts to\njello. They saw, they stroked, they wanted.\n\nStanding now before the full-length mirror, Lee can see that his ( _her_ ,\nnow, I mean) full frontal is now fully perfect. Perfect face. Perfect tits\n(now dripping cum deposits of their own). Perfect legs. Perfect silky smooth\nnothingness between those perfect legs.\n\nTaking it all off had the effect of taking 20 years off Lee\u2019s apparent age.\nMaybe there would be no cunt for this older man-now-woman, but now he had a\nnew silk tapestry for snake tattoo number two.\n\nTommy was now unloading way past two.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 53, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Two Slaves", "Tags": "MINOR", "Summary": "Two slaves wrestle to determine who remains a man and who becomes the slave of a slave.", "Text": "` The following is a work of fiction intended for an adult audience. You must\nbe of legal age and desiring to read adult content of a violent, homosexual\nnature and such material must be legal in your locality. That said, enjoy! `\n\nHe lay on the bed of the hotel room, his suitcases on the luggage stand by the\ncloset. His blond hair was parted in the middle and a youthful, early twenties\nphysique and six-foot form were on his bed, his legs dangling from the foot.\nThere was a knock on the door. He leapt from the bed and pounced on the door.\nTurning the handle, he gazed on the seventeen-year-old boy whom he knew only\nonline whose dark hair, cut short, and a slight build were striking.\n\n\u201cHi,\u201d he said to James. \u201cCome in.\u201d\n\nJames stepped into the hotel room. Within minutes they were embracing on the\nbed, their cocks pressed tightly together through the fabric of their pants.\nThen another knock at the door interrupted them. They looked at each other and\nsmiled; he jumped up, ran to the door, and peeked through the security\nwindow\u2014it was the other slave. He opened the door and ushered the blond slave,\nMatt, in. His short teenage frame was like that of a soccer player and his\nlight brown hair was cut short into a typical jock haircut. The three of them\ncollapsed into an orgiastic pile on the bed.\n\n* * * \n\nA week later, the three boys were totally exhausted. An entire week of non-\nstop sex had drained their once virile bodies into dully glowing from the\nafterglow and their laughter had drifted off into lopsided smiles. The room\nnow smelled of sweat and sex and the bed\u2019s coils had probably suffered\npermanent damage from the constant sex.\n\n\u201cWell, I guess it is time boys,\u201d he said. All three boys knew what he meant.\nJames and Matt stripped out of the sweaty boxers they were in and faced each\nother in the center of the room, slightly bent over at the waist, hands on\neach other\u2019s shoulders. \u201cGo,\u201d he said and the two boys lunged at each other.\n\nJames quickly gained the upper hand, despite his lanky build. Matt, for his\npart allowed himself to be pushed around at first, hoping to inspire\noverconfidence in James. It worked; James grabbed him by the shoulders and\npushed him hard off balance. As Matt fell back, he reached out and grabbed\nJames\u2019 low-hanging balls from under the black tuft. James shrieked as his\njewels were yanked from his body, but twisted wildly forcing Matt to land on\nhis side. James, however, was hurt badly. He held onto his wounded crotch.\n\nMatt now jumped back up and kicked James in the stomach; the dark-haired boy\ncollapsed. Matt straddled his conquered foe and reach down for his nuts again.\nThe swift crushing of his own nuts surprised him. He screamed and fell onto\nhis side, freeing his nuts from James\u2019 grip. The two boys pushed away from\neach other, both holding their crotches tenderly.\n\nJames was the first up. He closed in on Matt slowly. Matt watched him approach\nand blocked the first punch easily\u2014it was too late to realize it was a sucker-\npunch. The fist slammed into his nose to a spray of blood. Matt\u2019s hand flew to\nhis face, uncovering his groin. James was taken aback by the blood. He had\nnever seen so much and backed away from the defenseless boy. Matt collapsed on\nhis side, his hands over his face and his legs flailing in pain.\n\nSuddenly, James gathered his courage and rushed the downed boy. His right hand\nsunk into the crying boy\u2019s crotch and he squeezed the treasures there.\n\n\u201cOne, two, three,\u201d he counted as he watched the boys grappling. Matt was still\non his side, bleeding from his nose and his nuts being pulverized. \u201cFour,\nfive! James, you won!\u201d\n\nJames released his slave\u2019s balls, who in turn curled up and sobbed openly. He\nkissed James deeply. \u201cI guess it wasn\u2019t your last cum after all.\u201d He reached\ninto his suitcase and withdrew a huge burdizzo. \u201cOK, James. This is your toy,\u201d\nhe said smiling.\n\nJames walked to his slave who was still curled up and crying. \u201cOpen your\nlegs,\u201d he said. James\u2019 slave, despite the pain, rolled onto his back and\nspread his legs. James held the sack he had already destroyed in his hand. He\nplaced the metal jaws onto the skin and felt for the cords. When it was\naligned, James squeezed the handles and the cord was crushed. Matt tried to\ndouble over but he held him down as James ruined his manhood. After ten\nseconds, James released the half-man\u2019s dying testicle and moved on to the\nlast. James felt for the cord and again brought the metal jaws down on it. In\nten seconds, Matt was no longer a man and was now the slave of a slave.\n\nI hope you enjoyed. email me at noblee@mac.com or IM me on AOL at noblee379 or\non MSN at noblee@mac.com. later!\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 72, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Little Accident", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia makes a slip of the knife.Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s little accident\n\nMy name is Thecia, I\u2019m a 31 year old underground cutter. I\u2019m a working\nengineer, but I enjoy cutting much more. I\u2019ve been de-balling men for about\nseven years now and I\u2019ve racked up quite a score. I get my clients through a\ntattoo parlor owned by my friend \u201cDigger\u201d, but some are repeat clients.\n\nOne of these is a Mistress named Linda who owns several slaves. The number\nvaries, but it\u2019s usually two or three cut males, one stud male and one female.\nShe uses the stud male until she tires of him, then she nuts him and gets a\nnew one. She will sell or trade one to keep the numbers down. I do all the de-\nballing for her.\n\nThis time she sent two intact male slaves, escorted by her female slave Pam.\nWhen they arrived at my rented clinic in Mexico, Pam looked at me in horror\nwhen she realized that she had forgotten the envelope with my payment. If it\nwas anyone else but Linda I would have been upset, but she was a regular and\nwould be good for it. Pam felt terrible and insisted on driving several hours\nback to San Antonio for the money.\n\nMy assistant Jill and I strapped the two men onto their respective gurneys and\nI got started. Linda always gave her slaves degrading names, these were \u201cShit\nHead\u201d and \u201cSnot Nose\u201d They were both very fit and good looking young men. When\nwe removed their clothes I found them to be up to Linda\u2019s usual standards. At\nseven and a half inches, Shit Head\u2019s dick was the bigger by a little bit, both\nsets of balls were world class, nice fat low hangers.\n\nShe usually gave me instructions on how to do it. If I should give more or\nless pain, what to do with the severed nuts, etc. This time there was no such\nletter.\n\nI began the procedure. After preparing them, I cut open both nutsacks, one\nslice on each side, I carefully tied off the cords popped the balls out and\nsnipped all four cords in order. The four nice balls were dropped into\nformaldehyde filled peanut butter jars. I would send the gonads back to Linda\nto do with as she likes.\n\nWe cleaned up and left the men resting as we want across the street to have\nlunch. Nutting always makes me hungry.\n\nSeveral hours later I checked in on the men and they had actually begun to\nheal. I turned as Pam cam back into the clinic, tired from the drive but none\nthe worse for wear. She handed me the envelope with the cash in it. Along with\nthe cash was the missing instruction letter.\n\nIt Read, \u201cDear Thecia, Please take care of these slaves for me. I want Shit\nHead nutted and please scare the shit out of my new stud slave, Snot Nose. Go\nas far as popping his little balls out of his sack, then please put them back\nso I can use his dick for a while. You can Keep Shit Heads nuts, I\u2019m done with\nthem.\n\nThanks\n\nLinda.\u201d\n\nAll I could say was, \u201cShit.\u201d\n\nRespectfully Submitted\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Black Magic Voodoo Queen", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Ex-girlfriend uses voodoo for the ultimate revenge.", "Text": "Black Magic Voodoo Queen\n\nThe beating drums draw me closer through the darkness. The drumming \ngets louder as I approach what appears to be a mid night bon-fire in \nthis secluded Cyprus grove. There, in the middle is the darkened \nsilhouette of a woman. I cannot see her clearly but I know she is the \nmost beautiful, seductive, and erotic woman I have ever imagined.\n\nWhen she spots me gazing upon her in her primitive rite, we lock eyes \nand she begins to approach me. As she approaches, I am irresistibly \ndrawn deeper into her dark, mysterious eyes, bringing me under her \nhypnotic spell.\n\nAs I stand spellbound and at the mercy of this sexy, raven-tressed \nwitch, she utters with a sly smirk, \u201cI have been expecting you\u201d and \nreached down to tie a leather chastity adorned with feather fetishes \naround my balls.\n\nShe then returns to the fire circle and I watch in horror as she \nfashions a voodoo doll in my likeness and resumes her black rite.\n\nAfter making bizarre gestures and chanting unknown words, I begin to \nfeel a strange sensation tingling over my body. She puts her voodoo \nto the test and passes the doll through the flames. My skin suddenly \nburns and I feel the flames engulf my entire being.\n\nSatisfied I am helplessly under her wicked spell; she continues her \ntorturous rite. \u201cI brought you here for punishment. Your past lover \nwants final revenge. She provided me with all the necessary details \nto enslave you by your own fetish for feathers\u201d.  The witch then \nproduced a feathered talisman and began dancing her magic feathers \nover the doll. Suddenly, I was consumed by the erotic tickling \nsensation of the soft feathers stroking my over-stimulated body. The \nwitch worked her feathers over the spread legs of the doll and \nwatched in wicked delight as my cock responded instantly to her \nattention and my constricted balls swelled.\n\nAs she stroked the doll, I was uncontrollably directed to grind and \npump the invisible force of feathers urging my cock higher and \nhigher. Susan approached from the darkness and together the two women \nlaughed at my helpless torment. The witch commanded, \u201csurrender your \nWill and I will make you cum!\u201d with a nod, I agreed.\n\nThen, with an evil grin, she said, \u201cwhen I make you cum, your Will \nwill be mine forever\u201d. She danced the feathers over the doll harder \nand faster now. I could not resist her powerful magic. My body \nconvulsed with each beat of the feathers.\n\nSuddenly, the witch stopped and Susan came face to face with me, \ngrabbed my now pulsing balls with her long, black taloned fingers, \nand said in a deep, seductive, taunting voice, \u201cyou already \nsurrendered your Will to me long ago. You will never cum\u201d. As she \nhissed the word \u201ccum\u201d, she castrated me with a single knife stroke.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 52, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 30, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Kevin's Test", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Kevin takes a test to see if he can be the new cbt bottom", "Text": "` The Test `\n\nKevin had come to John\u2019s to see if he could become one of his cbt bottoms. He\nwas introduced to a slave of John\u2019s named Gary.\n\nGary was a eunuch. Gary told Kevin that in order to become one of John\u2019s cbt\nbottoms he had to pass a test.\n\nThe test was simple, Kevin\u2019s balls would be bound tight and then they would be\nsubjected to having increased weight placed on them. The weight was in the\nform of big red bricks, rather solid ones. One would be added at a time until\nthe crushing made him cum. Then they would be removed. However, they would be\nadded until he had an orgasm or until his balls were completely crushed if he\nfailed to reach orgasm.\n\nThere was a risk that even if he reached orgasm that the weight would be such\nas to crush his balls.\n\nGary asked Kevin if he understood the rules and would he like to proceed.\nKevin nodded. He was already excited, his cock at full erection from listening\nto the details of his test. Kevin had been a cbt bottom for sometime and had\nalways wanted to have the experience of being bottom to John.\n\nGary bound Kevin\u2019s small firm balls in a very tight package and had him kneel\non his knees.\n\nHe was bound in place so he could not escape his test. Kevin\u2019s balls were\nplaced on a flat board and Gary pushed his hard cock straight up against his\nbelly. Then reaching down he picked up the first brick and placed it on\nKevin\u2019s balls. They were flattened some from the weight. Kevin\u2019s cock throbbed\nand jerked a bit.\n\nThe second one was put in place, being dropped a bit instead of being easily\nplaced. Kevin jerked a bit. Gary asked how his balls felt. They were beginning\nto ache a little, Kevin said.\n\nKevin\u2019s cock was now very hard, some precum was visible at its piss slit. His\nballs were becoming somewhat flattened by the weight.\n\nGary reached for the third brick and dropped in place. Kevin moaned. His cock\nthrobbing.\n\nQuickly Gary placed the fourth brick on his precious balls. Kevin\u2019s body\ntwisted, his balls being quite crushed at this point. Then without warning cum\nbegan to flow from Kevin\u2019s hard cock. A fountain of cum shot up, all over his\nbelly and running down the shaft, over the bricks that were crushing his\nballs.\n\nGary had a smile on his face. To Kevin\u2019s surprise he started to walk out of\nthe room.\n\nKevin shouted after Gary! He thought that the bricks were to be removed after\nhe came. Gary stopped, came back to Kevin. The reaching down he picked up two\nbricks and placed then on the pile. This was the last straw. The weight as to\nmuch and both of Kevin\u2019s balls popped. It had been his last orgasm with them.\n\nGary explained. John needs another eunuch and it was decided the next guy that\ncame for the test would be that eunuch. Kevin you are it!\n\nEnjoy your new found life without your balls.\n\nGary walked out of the room leaving Kevin with his now softening cum covered\ncock to except his new role in life.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 49, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Chemical Castration, Will it work?", "Tags": "Other:  News Story", "Summary": "Another story that i found while searching through askjeeves.com that i thought i would share", "Text": "Chemical Castration, Will it work?\nBy: Steven L. Yep\n\n\n\n\nThe New Year has ushered in an abundance of new laws. One of the \nmost controversial laws is the mandatory chemical castration for \nrepeat child molesters. The term, in itself, \"chemical castration\" \nconjures up frightening images.\n\nWhat is it?\n\nDepo-Provera is a drug which lowers the testosterone levels and the \nresulting sex drive in men. It was originally developed as a \ncontraceptive for women. Depo-Provera would be regularly injected \nto control ones urge to have sex. Once the injections are \ndiscontinued, ones normal sex drive will return.\n\nTo Whom does it apply?\n\nAB3339, which was originally intended to apply to all sex \noffenders. Proponents of the new law say it is the only way to stop \ncriminals known for being repeat offenders. Currently, it will \napply to repeat offenders as a condition of their parole. The \nsentencing judge has discretion to order it to first time \noffenders. The Department of Corrections have not decided when to \nadminister the program. It is unclear if the new law should apply \nto those already convicted or to those persons convicted after \nJanuary 1, 1997.\nArguments that the new law should only apply to those convicted \nafter the January 1, contend that it would be a violation of ex \npost factors laws (new punishment which was not contemplated during \nsentencing).\nThere are those who also contend that chemical castration is \nunconstitutional. Certainly, this will be a case where the \nconstitutionality will be challenged in court.\n\n\nDoes chemical castration replace jail?\n\nAbsolutely not. Chemical castration will be administered only after \nincarceration. Once the jail sentence has been completed, along \nwith the typical conditions of parole for child molesters; not to \ngo around schools, areas where child play, parks, etc. and to be \nchemically castrated. The assembly bill was concerned about repeat \noffenders and their behavior back into society.\n\n\nConclusion\n\nThere is no sane person on this earth who will condone child \nmolestation. It is a deplorable act. However, if one is truly \nrepentant and desires to change his or her behavior, Depo-Provera \nmaybe the answer. But, it begs the question; since Chemical \nCastration is touted as a cure all, what is the purpose of jail?\n\n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------\n------------\n\nSteve is a panel attorney for PORAC legal defense fund. He \nassociates with attorneys Larry Peterson and Ingo Brauer. Mr. \nPeterson is also a PORAC attorney and is Bilingual( Spanish). He \ncan be contacted at (408) 291-6040. Mr. Brauer can be reached at \nthe phone numbers below. \n\nSteven L. Yep * Attorney at Law \n111 W. St. John St. Suite 555 San Jose, CA 95113 \nPhone: (408) 275-1290", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The London Adventure of Thomas Rakewell, Esq. - 1732", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Tom Rakewell seduces the daughter of a virago who causes him great distress which leads him to retire to his family's estate and adopt the life of a country squire.&nbsp;", "Text": "` Story text lost in submission.Apologies from the Staff.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 7, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All the pain but no pleasure!!!", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Boy intends to lose his virginity. He loses a lot more!", "Text": "` Jim was a 16 year old boy. His classmates had all fucked girls except him.\nHe was being teased about his virginity. One day, after school, Miss Blake,\nthe huge breasted games mistress, asked \"Can I talk to you?\" \"Y-y-yes?\" Jim\nsaid. `\n\n\"I want you to help me. Come to my place,\" she said. She drove him to her\nplace. They went in, and Jim met a short, slim, petite woman, who Miss Brown\nintroduced as Justine. \"Call me Diane\", said Miss Blake.\n\n\"We want a threesome, so get your clothes off!\" said Justine. Jim quickly\nstripped off. \"We want bondage, are you OK with that?\" said Diane. \"Oh yes!!\"\nsaid Jim, hardly knowing what she meant.\n\nThe two women firmly bound and gagged him, spreadeagling him to a bed.\n\nJim got extremely worried when the two women approached him with a sharp knife\nand a roll of wire. \"We are lovers,\" said Justine.\"We only want your sperm.We\nhate men, so we will not fuck you. We will milk you, and then castrate you.\"\nJim whimpered, but could do nothing.\n\nDiane tied the wire around his balls, and squeezed until he was about to come.\nHe grew a huge erection. Each woman then rode Jim until there was no sperm\nleft in his balls.\n\nJustine then took the knife ank sliced Jim's scrotum open, leaving his balls\nhanging out. Diane, smiling, severed the big, purple balls. She cut them open,\nand passed one to Justine. Each woman then squeezed the bisected balls within\nher cunt until they were sure there was nothing left in them.\n\nThey patched up Jim, and turned him loose. Jim was embarrased by the attention\nhis mates paid him over the next few days. They thought he'd fucked Miss Blake\nand her \"cousin\". Jim just smiled through the pain of his empty scrotum.\n\nAbout a year later, after he'd left school, Jim received 2 letters in the\npost. From the child support people. He'd got both Diane and Justine pregnant.\nThey were seeking maintenance from him!! He didn't know whether to laugh or\ncry...he'd never fucked a woman, and he'd been castrated by two women who'd\nmilked his sperm. His salary would all go on the children whose mums he'd\nnever had sex with. Mind you, he must have been really fertile. He gripped his\nempty scrotum and permanently-limp penis, and dreamt wistfully of all the\nfucks he could have had and all the kids he could have fathered.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 42, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Hustling Part V", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Patrick is the center of attention at the pool party...especially for Charles", "Text": "I don't think I'd ever felt more vunerable in my life; practically naked and\ndickless in front of a dozen guys I didn't know. And they were all obviously\nquite focused on me.  \n  \nI had kind of backed up against the edge of the pool, the way a dog might nap\nagainst a wall, for a sense of security. The doc came over and began to rub\nthe back of my head, placing one arm around my neck, affectionately. Sweetly,\nhe whispered in my ear: \"Just relax boy. Everyone here knows whats NOT under\nyour little suit. And as you can see, they're all very anxious to see for\nthemselves. Are you going to be a friendly boy?\" \"Um, yes sir\", I said\nnervously. \"Maybe this will help you put things in perspective\", he said as he\nproduced a magazine in his other hand. It was obviously a gay fetish magazine,\nopen to the personals section. My stomach tightened, and I said \"fuck\" under\nmy breath, when I saw my picture there. It was not a discreet picture, as I\nhad posted in my own ad. Instead, it clearly showed my face and hairy chest.\nThe caption: \"Total Bottom\". I read on, \"Total nullo: masculine, handsome, and\nmuscular, on HRT, available 24/7 as escort generous gentlemen. Available for\nweekends, parties. Call to arrange details, and limits (few).\"  \n  \n\"So you see Patrick, you have your first hustling job in your new position in\nlife. Our hosts have paid for your services here today and they're expecting\nyou to entertain them and their guests. \"You do everything you're told,\nunderstood?\" \"yes sir\", I muttered, barely able to speak.  \n  \n\n\"Gentlemen, he's all yours\", the doc said as he smiled at the crowd. \"Oh, and\nyou may notice a mood change in a few minutes. I gave him something to ease\nhis nervousness his first time out\". The men laughed knowingly. The doc then\nkissed the top of my head and stepped away.  \n  \n\"Well, Patrick...\" said the host, an older distinguished man with thick grey\nhair. \"Lets start with something easy, shall we?\" Why don't you climb out of\nthe pool and let everyone get a look at you. \"Yes sir\", I said as I climbed\nthe stairs. I could hear comments like \"nice ass\", \"fuck, look at the butt\"\n\"hard to believe there's no sausage that goes with that body. Shame...\"  \n  \nThe host Gary, had me go through a series of bodybuilding poses. I really put\nall my energy into it, and they were appreciative, clapping and yelling\nencouragement. I broke a sweat. Then I started to feel these little waves of\neuphoria. The pill was kicking in. Someone threw me some suntan oil. I began\nsensuously rubbing it into my skin, thickly. Gary told me to rub it everywhere\nand I did: all over my head, face, chest even under my suit, deeply into my\ncrack, onto my thick legs. When I was bent over applying to my calves, I\nturned my ass to the crowd. As the doc promised, suddenly I didn't care who\nsaw me. I din't care about anything. I was really into being the object of\ntheir attention. Gary said, \"ok, its time to lose the suit\". I immediately\ncomplied, and peeled it down my legs, still bent at the waist. Everyone got\nout of the pool and moved in closely. When they'd gotten enough of that view,\nI was told to lay on my back and spread my legs. Then to pull my knees into my\nchest. Again, I heard the comments. \"fuck, there is nothing there, NOTHING. Do\nyou fucking believe that Dave? One guy said, \"hey I can't see everything for\nthe hair\". So I parted the oily hair, showing them my little pee hole. Gary\nspoke again. \"Yeah, that's not gonna do\". \"Larry, you brought your straight\nrazor, right?\" \"oh, you'd better fucking believe I did\". Larry disappeared to\nget it. \"Don't worry Patrick. Larry is an expert with the razor. He won't nick\nyou at all. The oil made a perfect lubricant as Larry moved in and made quick\nwork of removing my thick, black crotch hair, the last remaining masculine\nthing in my crotch. \"Man, that was easy, Larry said. \"Usually the ball sacs\nare tough. Don't have that problem here\". Gary instructed me to get on all\nfours and I felt the thick hair being removed expertly from my ass. My skin\ntingled, felt alive, and every touch made me shiver. Larry then shaved my legs\nbefore having me stand, my arms over my head, fingers clasped together. He\nglided the razor over my belly, chest and underarms, leaving smooth, silky\nwhite skin every place it touched. When he finally shaved my arms, I was sure\nhe was finished. I was totally bald nose to toes. He looked at Gary.\n\"Everything!\" Gary instructed. I instinctively fell to my knees, giving Larry\naccess to my scalp. He shaved it clean. The final humilliation was when he\nheld my bald scalp between his legs and shaved off both eyebrows. He then\nsaid, \"close your eyes\". I compied. He took small sissors from his pockets and\ntrimmed my eyelashes as close to my lids as possible.  \n  \nSeveral of the men then led me to the outdoor shower and soaped me head to\ntoe, to get rid of the oil and hair. I was scrubbed and dried with a towel.\nThen they led me to a mirror. I could hardly believe it was my own reflection.\nI looked odd, but erotic, I had to admit. Like a sexy, muscular space alien.\nSuddenly, I was overcome with feelings of submission, and got down on all\nfours, spreading my legs inviting them to use me. The men were turned on\nbeyond all reason and wasted no time in penetrating my ass and my mouth,\ngiving me load after load of cum, which I greedily milked from their cocks and\nswallowed.  \n  \nto be continued.....  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 92, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Always Faithful", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION, Other:  Goddess Worship", "Summary": "Husband submits to emasculation by wife to ensure faithfulness.", "Text": "Always  Faithful \n\nSorrowfully I had told my sweet Heather how I was attracted to \nJennifer. I had not done anything to betray Heather, but I was afraid \nthat I might be unfaithful. Finally, we had come to the terrible \ndecision that brought us to the temple where we would worship the \nGoddess together.\n\nHeather took my hand. She led me to the pool of water before the \nstatue of the Goddess. I allowed Heather to tie my wrists behind my \nback with the cord from my bathrobe. Neither one of us said anything \nas she prepared me for emasculation, but our eyes met and we kissed \nand I could tell how excited she was by my willingness. We went down \ninto the hot tub. When she picked up the razor blade and looked into \nmy eyes I saw that she was trembling. \"I love you\" I croaked. \"I want \nto be perfectly faithful to you. I want to do this with you. I \nworship you now with my sacrifice as you worship the Goddess. Oh, \nHeather! Take me!\"\n\nI felt her fingers encircle my throbbing erection. \"This is very \nhard.\" she said softly. There was a tear in her eye. \"I know that you \nare sorry for what almost happened between you and Jennifer. I know \nthat you don\u2019t want to be unfaithful. But by this sacrifice we will \nbe absolutely certain that you are never unfaithful to me.\" She \nkissed me again, and her mouth was salty with her tears. \"This is the \nright thing to do.\" Then she looked down. I kissed the top of her \nhead and smelled her hair and then watched as she placed the razor \nblade carefully against the base of my erection. She gently stroked \nmy erection and I felt my last orgasm build. After all the times we \nhad made love she knew the exact instant when I had passed the point \nof no return and as I shuddered with erotic pleasure she deliberately \npressed the razor down and at the same time quickly drew it sideways, \nslicing through my penis.\n\nDark red blood spurted over her pretty white breasts. The sense of \ngiving myself to her, of offering myself to her, of worshipful \nsurrender at the moment of my orgasm, was so lovely that the searing \nagony seemed like exquisite pleasure. I loved her so much! \n\nShe pulled my almost severed penis quickly down and we watched my \nejaculations as the thick milky spurts of semen erupted again and \nagain for the last time from the awful wound. \n\nThen she consummated the sacrifice. I could feel horrible tearing \nsensations as she completed the removal of my penis, and sliced \nthrough my scrotum, and cut away my testicles with repeated strokes \nof the small blade.\n\nMy blood gushed over her hands as she accepted my sacrifice. In \nagony, groaning and whimpering with the pain, I thrust my trembling \nhips eagerly forward, accepting the cruel requirement of my devotion.\n\nShe turned toward the statue with my severed genitals in her hands \nand offered them to the Goddess. \"Please accept our offering, Oh \nGoddess. Bless us with pure, chaste love and affection for one \nanother.\" Then she placed the bloody flesh at the feet of the statue.\n\nI felt weak. The pain was so great that I thought I would pass out. \nHeather came to me and helped me out of the pool. She called for the \nattendants who came to stop the bleeding and dress my wound.\n\nI did pass out then, and I didn\u2019t wake up for nearly two days. The \nfirst thing I saw when I did awaken was Heather\u2019s pretty face. She \nlooked awful - she had been at my bedside all the time and hadn\u2019t \nlaid down to rest in all that time. But at the same time she looked \nbeautiful to me. I was disoriented for a few moments, and then I must \nhave moved because I felt a terrible pain in my belly. I groaned as \nthe memory of what we had done came back to me.\n\n\"I love you so much,\" I said through the haze of pain. \n\n\"I love you too,\" she answered.\n\n\"I\u2019m afraid about the future.\" I said.\n\n\"Why?\"\n\n\"Will you still love me even though I am no longer a complete man?\"\n\n\"Your hands and your lips and your tongue will still be able to give \nme pleasure. The knowledge of what you have done for me will always \nfill my heart with tenderness and love for you.\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 55, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Lighter Side", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia claims a prize. Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2018s lighter side.\n\nMy name is Thecia and I\u2019m a 31 year old female \u201cCutter.\u201d As most of you know,\nI write stories to be posted at EA. All of my stories have a grain of truth in\nthem.\n\nI have a rule that does not allow me to meet, phone or cut anyone from this\nwebsite. It\u2019s just too risky. Please respect this rule.\n\nI travel for my job a lot. For the last month or so I found myself home in\nDallas.\n\nMy friend Patti and I went out clubbing last Saturday to blow off a little\nsteam. After a couple of clubs we ended up at Club Babalu on McKinney Avenue.\nAs always I wore a wig and kept out of the security cameras. We danced with a\nfew guys including a guy named Ted, who just exuded confidence, he was a\ntaller guy with a great body. Patti seemed to latch onto his wingman, Frank.\nBoth men were \u201ckeepers.\u201d\n\nLet me say that Patti is a size queen. If a guy is not swinging a rolling pin\nsize dick he\u2019s history with her. In her shy manner she took Frank aside (we\ncould still hear her) and said, \u201cTell my about your dick.\u201d She made it clear\nthat if he lied to her, he wasn\u2019t getting a sniff. In the end I guess he\ndidn\u2019t measure up because she walked away from him.\n\nTed and I went to another bar in McKinney for a night cap. He was so cocky and\nsure of himself that he actually pissed me off. A plan slowly formed in my\nlittle mind.\n\nWe went to a local motel, I stayed in the car as he signed in and we went in\nthe back to the room. There were no cameras in that area.\n\nWe made out on the bed with our hands all over each other, as if by magic our\nclothes disappeared. He was magnificent, toned and powerful without being over\nmuscled. When I got to his package I actually said,\u201dOh my god.\u201d Patti didn\u2019t\nknow what she missed. He had to have eight or nine inches and it was as thick\nas my wrist. I knew from experience that I couldn\u2019t handle all that, but I\nintended to try. His big balls were like fat lemons and hung low. I had to\nhave it, I went down on him like a starving monkey on a banana. I mouthed his\nbig balls, one at a time as I could never get both in my mouth at the same\ntime. I played with his helmet and licked his shaft from all sides. Finally I\ntook that massive knob into my mouth and felt the powerful pulse begin. He\njust kept cumming and cumming, I didn\u2019t count but it must have been nine or\ntine full spurts.\n\nHe softened a bit but was back rock hard in seconds. He tossed me around like\na rag doll. He bent me over the bed and fucked me from behind. Then missionary\nstyle and from there to cowgirl. From that position he put his hands under my\nass and jerked himself off using my body. I weigh 120 pounds but he lifted me\nup and down like I was his fist. Before he came he turned me around and as I\nsat on his face I took his oversized cock back into my mouth. When he got\nclose to cumming he turned me around again and I caught his second huge load\nin my pussy. By this time I had cum three or four times and I was ready for a\nnap.\n\nWe rested for a few minutes as I massaged his wonderful balls. His semi-hard\ndick grew before my eyes. I said, \u201cfun time\u201d and pulled the nylon rope from my\nbag. He looked surprised for a minute, but then smiled.\n\nI tied his arms and legs securely to the metal bed frame. His big dick stood\nup like a flag pole. I climbed on in a reverse cowgirl position, my pussy was\nso wet and cum filled that he slid in easily. I could only take about half of\nhis huge dick, because it hit bottom and hurt. After a minute or so I slid\nback into sixty nine. He didn\u2019t seem to mind his own cum oozing out into his\nmouth. I came a minute or so before he did, again he filled my mouth with that\nthick rich cum. It was wonderful. I learned that he didn\u2019t mind a sno ball, so\nI kissed him full on the mouth with his own load still there. He lapped it up\nlike a hungry dog. My pussy fully ached from the pounding I received from that\noversized tool.\n\nHe had a good last lay, now it was time for me to claim my prize.\n\nI slipped a ball gag in his mouth, he allowed it as he still believed it was\npart of the kinky fun.\n\nI taped his now soft big dick to his belly and retrieved the scalpel from my\nbag, that little \u201cclubbing\u201d bag had nothing else in it but my tools. I bathed\nhis nutsack in betadine to sterilize it. I slit his bag, took out his doomed\nnuts, tied them off and snipped them all in the span of five minutes. He was\ntrying to scream but the ball gag did its thing. Of course I had to hold the\ndying orbs by their cords and swing them in his face\u2026imp that I am.\n\nI walked to where I had stashed my car. I drove to the C & B barbeque in Allen\nand had a rack of ribs. Deballing always makes me hungry.\n\nThe next morning I was back on a jet to NJ for my job. I planned to have this\nmagnificent set sun dried in Mexico, encase them I acrylic and use them for\nChristmas decorations.\n\nRespectfully submitted.\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 76, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Man Admits Doing Home Castrations", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Other:  Everyone", "Summary": "A True Article from the local Paper!!! quoted word for word.", "Text": "Date: Tuesday, March 16, 1999\n\nHuntington, Ind. -- \n\nA man pleaded guilty Monday to practing medicine without a license \nfor performing castrations in his apartment.\n\nEdward L. Bodkin, 56, could get two to eight years in prision at \nsentencing April 12,  Excactly why he performed castrations, and why \nthe men had it done, aren't clear. But prosecuter John Brandham said \nthe men did so voluntarily.\n\nBodkin videotaped the castrations and kept jars of preserved \ntesticles in his apartment.\n\n++NOTE: If anyone hears anymore about this case please post it hear \nso everyone can keep up with this case", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 7, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "EX-GIRLFRIEND'S BARBERSHOP", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "MY EX GF GETS HER REVENGE AT MY LAST BARBERSHOP VISIT AS A MAN...", "Text": "` MY USUAL LATE APPOINTMENT WITH MY BARBER---A TIME I RELISHED. SHE WAS HOT\nAND I WOULD GET AN ERECTION SOOOO BIG--THEN GO HOME AND HAVE GREAT SEX WITH MY\nGIRLFRIEND. SIGH--WE HAD JUST BROKEN UP AND I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO 'ROSIE'--\nMY LEFT HAND. `\n\nI ENTERED THE SHOP AND WATCHED AS SHIRLEY LOCKED THE DOOR--SOMETHING SHE HAD\nNOT DONE BEFORE. SHE SMILED AND COMMENTED ON HOW LONG MY HAIR WAS. I SMILED\nAND SAID IT HAD BEEN AWHILE. I COULD FEEL STIRRINGS IN MY COCK AS SHE PUT THE\nCLOTH AROUND MY NECK AND THEN THE CAPE. \"HOW ABOUT A SHAVE TONITE\"..SHE ASKED.\n\"FINE--I GUESS...\" I WAS STUNNED. SHE HAD NEVER OFFERED THAT BEFORE. I WAS PUT\nBACK IN THE BOWL AND SHAMPOOED--SLOWLY AND EXCITINGLY---I STARTED TO RUB MY\nHARD COCK THRU THE JEANS. MMMMMMMM\n\nBEFORE I KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING--FOUR HANDS WERE TIENG MY IN THE CHAIR. I\nSTARTED TO PROTEST AND A GAG WAS SHOVED IN MY MOUTH. MY EX GF WAS STARING DOWN\nAT ME...LAUGHING. \"HI THERE EX-LOVER...MEET MY NEW LOVER.....\". THEY BOTH\nLAUGHED AND KISSED.\n\nMY PANTS WERE PULLED OFF AND LEGS TIED BACK AS THE EX PUMPED MY COCK TO NEAR\nCLIMAX. ' OH NO---YOUR LAST WAD MUST BE SPECIAL SHE PURRED.THEY QUICKLY\nCLIPPERED AND SHAVED MY PUBIC AREA. I WAS STUNNED. ANOTHER SHADOW ENTERED THE\nROOM---A WHITE UNIFORMED LADY. MEET OUR THIRD PARTNER--AS ALL THREE LAUGHED\nAND CARRESSED EACH OTHER.\n\n'WE ARE GOING TO MAKE YOU OUR EUNICH---THEY LAUGHED AS I SQUIRMED AND\nSPUTTERED. IT WILL ALL BE OVER SOON THEY LAUGHED. MY EX TOOK MY COCK IN HER\nMOUTH AND SLOWLY LICKED AND SUCKED. SHIRLEY HAD CLIPPERS NEXT TO MY EAR AND\nWAS SLOWLY CLIPPERING MY HAIR AWAY AND WHISPERED WHEN YOU CUM---YOUR BALLS\nWILL BE LIBERATED FROM YOUR BODY---I COULD FEEL SHARP STINGS AROUND THE BALL\nSAC AS ANESTHETIC WAS INJECTED AND THEN A TITE CORD ENCIRCLED MY TESTICLES AND\nPULLED TIGHTLY. I COULD FEEL THE POINT OF NO RETURN APPROACHING AND THEN-----\nTHE LARGEST AMOUNT OF CUM I HAD EVER EJECTED SPEWED FORTH AND MY BALLS WERE\nSLOWLY AMPUTATED FROM THEIR USUAL RESTING POSITION---MY LAST ACT AS A MAN WAS\nCOMPLETED....  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 33, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "David Wallace Nullo", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "David Walllace has his penis, testicles, and scrotum cut off.", "Text": "` My penis stood at attention as I looked around the apartment. I was totally\nnaked, as were the two women and the other guy, Todd. Todd's penis was also\nhard, and Molly's nipples were erect, and her cunt was dripping her pussy\njuices down her naked thigh. Tashsa's pussy was also wet, and her big DD-cup\ntits were bouncing as she walked around the apartment with the vidoe camera. `\n\n\"Suck his dick\", Tasha told me in a breathless whisper.\n\nI obliged, getting down on my knees and taking Todd's penis into my mouth. I\nsucked his whole dick into my mouth, until his heavy sperm-filled balls\nslapped my chin. Then I gradully let it out, until only the head of his cock\nwas in my mouth. As I did so, I slid a finger into his tight anus, and Molly\nslipped the head of a huge strap-on dildo into my own anus.\n\nMolly pumped back and forth, fucking my gay anus, as I continued to suck\nTodd's hard penis. After what seemed like an eternity, Todd's breath came in\ngasps, and his balls tightened as he shot his huge creamy load of sperm into\nmy eager mouth.\n\nAs the torrents of sperm gushed into my mouth, the girls fingered their\npussies and Molly whispered \"Yeah, fag, swallow Todd's hot sperm.\"\n\nI swallowed all of Todd's man juice as I felt Tasha's tongue invade my\nasshole, replacing Molly's dildo.\n\nMolly and I licked Todd's dick, balls, and asshole, and he gradually got hard\nagain. Then Todd got behind me and gently inserted his hard penis into my\ntight anus, with Tasha guiding it. As he pushed his entire dick into my\nasshole, the girls fingered their cunts and tweaked their nipples. Todd's\nballs slapped my own balls as he pumped back and forth, and Molly wrapped her\nlips around my hard penis and sucked like there was no tommorow. It was the\nfirst and last time my penis was ever inside a girl.\n\nI blew my own load into Molly's mouth at the same instant that Todd shot his\nsperm into my ass. I groaned and lay down on my side as Todd's semen leaked\nout of my asshole. My penis got soft for a minute, until Tasha and Molly\nlicked it clean.\n\nWhen my dick was again hard, Tasha motioned me over to the kitchen. \"Time to\ncut off that fag dick of yours David\", Tasha said with lust in her voice.\n\n\"Yeah,\" said Molly. \"Those useless balls of you have to come off as well,\nDavid\"\n\nMolly picked up the camera as Tasha tied my balls and dick off. Then Tasha put\na sharp scissors around the base of my scrotum.\n\nAfter Molly focused on my useless sex organs, Tasha looked at me and Todd,\nwho's dick was also rock hard.\n\n\"Ready to lose those queer balls of yours, fag\", she asked me.\n\n\"Yeah,\" I replied, eager to become a eunuch.\n\nWith one swift motion, Tasha closed the scissors, and I felt a brief white hot\npain as my balls fell into Todd's waiting hand.\n\nMy balls rolled out of my severed scrotum, and Tasha grabbed them before they\ncould fall to the floor. After Tasha and Molly fondled my severed balls and\nscrotum for a few minutes, Molly placed them into a jar of alcohol.\n\nThen Tasha put my raging hard penis onto a paper cutter and took the camera\nfrom Molly. As I felt Todd's dick enter my asshole again, it was Molly's turn\nto cut my rock hard dick off.\n\n\"I'm going to cut off your queer dick off, David,\" Molly said, barely able to\ncontain the excitement in her voice.\n\nThe thighs of both girls were dripping wet with their own cunt juices, and\nTodd's breath came in gasps as he came near to climax.\n\nTodd came violently as Molly rammed the blade of the paper cutter home.\n\nI cried out as I felt the razor sharp blade pass unmollested through my erect\npenis. My dick came off, to rest on the body of the paper cutter.\n\nI watched in amazement as Tasha picked up my severed penis, and put it into\nher mouth, pushing it back and forth, as if sucking it. Molly and Todd also\ntook turns sucking my severed manhood, before Tasha rinsed it off and placed\nit into another jar of alcohol.\n\n\"You're no longer male Davida,\" Tasha said in an excited voice. \"You're a\nnullo,\" she said.\n\nAnd she was right.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 45, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Boy Neutering Drug", "Tags": "MINOR", "Summary": "None", "Text": "--- NEWS TICKER ---\n\nBoy Neutering Drug \n\nBelleview pediatrician tests neutering drug on 100 boys.\n\nBELLEVIEW -- A Belleview pediatrician is playing a key role in the \ntesting of \na new drug that could revolutionize the neutering of male children \nin the United \nStates.\nInstead of using invasive surgical techniques, Neutersol is \ninjected directly \ninto the testicles, which soon stop producing spermatozoa and \nwither to one-tenth \ntheir normal size. The one-time-only treatment is painless, cheaper \nthan surgery \nand could be performed easily at home.\nDr. Rick Erwin at the Belleview pediatrician Hospital was selected \nto perform the \nprocedure on 100 boys in the final phase of testing before \npotential approval by \nthe U.S. Food and Drug Administration. It could be available on the \nmarket for use \non boys by late 1999.\n\"I have a lot of clients that have asked to participate in the \nprogram because it's \nnon-surgical,\" Erwin said. \"The young child really hardly even \nknows it's happening.\"\nThe active ingredient in the chemical is zinc arginine, which Erwin \nsays is harmless \nunless injected into the testicle. In cooperation with the Humane \nSociety of the United \nStates and Humane Society International, Neutersol has been in use \nin Mexico and El \nSalvador for years as a way to control their serious problems with \nSlaveboys.\nIt was developed at the University of Missouri-Columbia School of \nHuman Medicine and \nis expected to cruise through the FDA approval process. A previous \ntest of 20 boys was \nconducted in Phoenix several months ago. Erwin's program is only \nthe second experimental \nuse of Neutersol in the United States, with a third scheduled to \nbegin in six months.\n\"Orphanages across the country are forced to castrate hundreds of \nboys every year because \nof rampant demand. Neutersol could be the key to making castration \nmore accessible,\" said \nTom Lane, at the University of Florida. \"What's more, because it is \nnon-invasive, it may \nbe an even more humane method of castration.\"\nErwin will inject the first round of boys on Monday, with about 20 \nmore a week until \nthe whole batch is done. Mostly children from the county orphanage \ncenter will participate, \nin addition to families who have volunteered their boys.\nAll participating boys will be between 10 months and about 13 years \nold, Erwin said, and \nthey will be monitored and tested over the next year to ensure the \ncastration was \nsuccessful.\nHe said it is better than surgical neutering because there is no \nrisk of death from \nanesthesia, little swelling and hardly any risk of infection.\n\"These boys can go right on back and live their normal lives. \nThere's no pain, it could \nbe done during school break\" Erwin said.\nThere has even been talk -- very preliminary of course -- of \nsomeday adapting the \nchemical for use on older boys. Neutersol has only been tested on \nprebupertal boys, so \nfar.\n\n\n--- NEWS TICKER ---", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 26, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mating Habits of the Goglometa Gigantica", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The goglometa is a parasitic worm found in some rivers running through the Amazon rainforest. To reproduce, the goglometa seeks an adult female human host ...", "Text": "The goglometa is a parasitic worm found in some rivers running through the\nAmazon rainforest. In its early stages, it is round, approximately 3cm long,\nand tapered at the edges. It has a rudimetary spine and is capable of swimming\nshort distances very quickly.\n\nMating\n\nTo reproduce, the goglometa seeks an adult female human host. This generally\noccurs when a female urinates in the water. The worm, with antennae capable of\ndetecting urine, swims against the stream and into the source, wriggling and\nbuyring itself deep within her pussy. Due to the small size of the goglometa,\nthe worm's movement is generally not noticed.\n\nAlice had no choice. It was pee in the river or wait until she got back to the\nhotel, and she couldn't hold it any longer. So with the excuse of wanting to\ntake a quick dip in the water, she removed as much clothing as possible, then\nclimbed down the side of the boat and splashed shoulder-deep into the water.\nShe quickly slipped her panties off and finally spread her legs, releasing a\ntorrent of urine. Alice must have been peeing for a full minute when she felt\na tickle against her pussy. She finished, put her panties back on, and climbed\ninto the boat. She dried and dressed as they headed back to the dock.\n\nOnce lodged deep in the female's pussy, the goglometa attaches one end of\nitself to a fleshy surface and begins to engorge on blood, growing up to 8\ninches long and becoming much thicker. It also grows a long tentacle. This can\ntake only minutes. When finished, the worm secretes specific hormones into the\nbloodstream, making the host extremely aroused and distorting her judgment.\n\nBack at the hotel, it was nearing dark, and Alice decided to check out the\nsmall gym in the basement. It was quiet on the entire floor, not a soul in\nsight. Except when she entered the gym, where she found a young boy working\nout. He looked no older than 15. As he worked out, he began to sweat and\neventually removed his shirt and socks. He was left wearing only gym shorts,\nhanging loosely around his thin frame. For some reason, Alice couldn't take\nher eyes off him, and found herself getting very horny. Eventually, the boy\nleft and entered the men's locker room. Against her better judgement, Alice\nfollowed. She crept quietly in and looked around the corner. She saw the boy's\nclothes laying on a bench and the sound of a shower coming from another door.\nAlice slipped off her clothes and began rubbing her pussy as she walked to the\ndoor. Carefully, she opened it and peered in. The room was filled with steam,\nbut she could see the young boy, soap dripping down his back, over his bubble\nbutt, and between his legs. They were alone.\n\nWithout any more hesitation, Alice walked across the wet floor toward the boy.\nHe heard her footsteps and turned to face her. He was stunned to see a naked\nwoman staring intently at him, like something out of a dream. She leaned\nforward to kiss him, and he opened his mouth, their tongues intertwining.\nAlice reached down and stroked his already hard cock. She broke the kiss and\npushed on the boy's shoulders. He sank to his knees, now facing her spread\nlegs and smooth, shaved pussy. \"Eat me.\" she said. The boy complied,\ntentatively licking the soft flesh.\n\nThe female's prerogative quickly becomes a mission to mate with a male victim,\npreferably younger and more virile. The hormones that have by now fully\nsaturated her blood stream will direct her to demand oral sex. This is a\nnecessary trap, for when the female reaches orgasm, the goglometa releases\ntoxins that both increase the male sex drive and paralyze him from the neck\ndown.\n\nBy now, the young boy had his face buried in Alice's dripping wet pussy as she\nstraddled his body on the floor, legs locked around his neck. Lapping and\nlicking and sucking, he was learning to enjoy eating pussy, furiously pushing\nhis tongue deeper and rubbing his entire face into Alice's hole. She moaned\nand bucked her hips, shaking uncontrollably as she eventually reaching orgasm.\nThe boy happily gulped down her juices, continuing to lick her pussy. Only a\nmoment later, he began to feel dizzy and stopped. Alice released her grip on\nhis head and slid down his wet body until her pussy was hovering above his\nhard cock. She held it in place and in one swift move, took the entire length\nof his cock into her slick warmth. The boy, now unable to move his arms or\nlegs, began to worry until Alice took him into her. He simply lay there and\nmoaned. This was his first fuck.\n\nOnce the male victim has inserted his penis into the female's pussy, the\ngoglometa reaches out its single tentacle and inserts it into the male's\nurethra. It continues down into the base of his cock until it reaches his\ntesticles. There it deposits over 100 eggs, which grow into immature goglometa\nas they feed on the male victim's sperm. This can occur in a matter of\nseconds.\n\nAlice fucked the boy slowly, making small moves up and down his cock. The boy\nmoaned, her pussy felt so good. The he felt a tingling at the tip of his cock.\nSome sort of thin and slimy tentacle began working its way down his cock. He\nshreiked and moaned as Alice continued to fuck him. The tentacle thickened as\nit pumped something into his body, stretching the boy's urethra to an\nunimaginable size. Alice came again, as the tentacle withdrew, then stood up,\nturned, and walked out. The boy lay there, the shower still running, unable to\nmove. His balls ached. He was able to look down at his body, and saw his\nscrotal sack move and expand. He tried to scream, but no words came as his\nballs exploded, small worms falling over his body. They all wriggled away and\ninto the water, where they were washed down the drain. He passed out.\n\nAlice entered the locker room and saw a boy, about 17, sitting on a bench\nundressing. She approached the boy, her wet pussy in his face. \"Eat me.\" she\nsaid.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 78, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Contract IV. (finale)", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Jim has decided to trade his penis for a few weeks of pleasure. He is starting to change his mind though, but that would cost him a lot of money... How much is a cock worth?", "Text": "The doctor came, greeted everyone and explained the procedure. It won't be a\nstandard penectomy, instead an extremelly simplified operation, made possible\nby Veru's wish about the size of the remaining penis. Jim's penis will be\nanesthetized and rubbed with special gel, that will help keep the proportions\nof the severed penis (it will also make him a little bigger). No scalpel will\nbe necessary; after banding the shaft at the root, they will pull and simply\nsnip off with a device simillar to garden pliers. Then, special bacterial\ncream will be applied to the wound, which will then heal within one hour. The\nband can be removed after five minutes. No blood loss, no shock or staying in\nthe hospital. Ah, the modern medical technology.\n\nJim listened to what is going to be done to him and almost had tears in his\neyes. Meanwhile, the nurse begun to apply anesthetical gel to the root of\nJim's penis and next, the preservation gel to the whole penis. Jim watched her\nmassaging his pride, but to his regret, he felt less and less due to the\nanesthetics. The nurse announced she is done; the doctor was checking his\nstopwatch for a minute and than announced: \"It's time.\" The words were like\nneedles in Jim's brain. The doctor also asked Veru, if she want's to do it.\n\"I'll be delighted,\" she answered and got Jim one of her long, french kisses,\nthe sort which would normally be followed by some hot activities. Well, it\nsurely was hot enough for her. She still held Jim's hand with her left hand\nand grabbed the 'pliers' with her right hand. The nurse pulled Jim's penis\nlike it was made from gum and the doctor has navigated Veru's pliers to\nposition. Veru looked Jim deeply in his eyes...\n\nSnip!\n\nThe doctor has applied the bacterial cream and the nurse has taken the severed\npenis somewhere, but Jimm hasn't followed what's happening around him. He had\nthe image of Veru's eyes looking at him, as well as the cutting sound burned\ninto his mind. After five minutes, his stump (almost zero length) was released\nfrom the band and after one hour, the doctor checked him and signed him for\nrelease. When they were leaving the hospital, a glass jar was at the reception\nfor Veru to pick up. It contained Jim's penis, freely floating in the fluid.\n\nVeru drove Jim back to their nest. Jim was silent for most of the day, only\nlong after noon he seemed to partially get to his senses. He begun to touch\nand feel his crouch. It was completelly healed already, smooth and looked like\nthere was never a member hanging there. A small peehole was kept by the smart\nbacteria. Jim didn't drink for most of the day, so it took a while to try it\nout. It was a strange, the feeling of the urine flow just stopped half way and\nit just squirt away, with enough force. It worked just fine, almost like if\nthe penis was still there, although it wasnt. Jim watched himself peeing,\nlooked at himself in the mirror. \"This is fucked up,\" was the first clear\nthought, but he then ditched as greatly unsufficient to describe his\ncondition.\n\nVeru came closer to him when he was back in bed. \"I'm still your sex slave for\none more week,\" she said, lying on him and brushing her breasts on his\nchest.\"What do you want with me to do now? Do you want to feel my mouth... or\nvisit my wet juicy pussy? Oh, my king, I'm so horny just thinking about it...\nPlease don't let me wait too long... It's been hours since we last made\nlove... Oh I so can't wait...\" She looked completelly serious, but must have\nhad a great kick out of this. Could she really be so cruel? \"I know what we\ncan do... As you're my master, I'll now show you some even better numbers than\nyou already know. I'll show you the very best ones, ten times better than\nanything we've done already. I'm so horny now!\" Fucking bitch!!!\n\nVeru had her fun for an hour or so, but then resumed her responsibilities she\nagreed to in the Contract. She smiled at the idea, that she could now 'skip'\nthe rest of the Contract, take Jim's dick and escape somewhere to eastern\nEurope. Noone would find her. Of course she couldn't really do it because of\nher studies and so. But still, now when she had what she wanted, she regretted\ndoing such a Contract without leaving backdoors for her. \"Ah well, noone's\nborn as a lawyer, still gotta learn. It's just a week,\" she thought.\n\nNext day, Jim was concious and asked Veru, what will be next. He couldn't\nimagine going back to the life he had before; not only he had no dick now, but\nhe got used to the new lifestyle too much. How can he go on without Veru, her\nfriends, everything he has experienced during the last weeks? Like, isn't it\nenough he can never have sex again, he has to give it all up? That's absurd!\n\nVeru listed to his flow of thoughts and seemed quite happy with them. She\noffer him switching sides. He can stay with her and her friends, give them\nsexual pleasure and generally be their slave. And by that, stay with the\nlifestyle he got used to during the last weeks. Of course, he will need to\nresume his work and preferably find and pay the rent of another house, so they\nall can stay together. Some guys will be visiting and staying for the night\noften, too...\n\nThough not exactly what Jim has ever imagined doing with his life, he hardly\nhad any choice but agree to the terms and conditions. He stayed with Veru and\nother girls as their slave. No contract was necessary this time...  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 71, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Adolescents", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "2023 a new society a young girl beyond her years!!!!", "Text": "` She was only 15, and already had deballed two males!!!!. Her uncle, and\nbother!! Already a legend in her small village. Her name was Catherine the\ndeballer!!! A slim girl who was just turning into a Woman,, and with an air\nway beyond her years!!!! In her village it wasn't uncommon for females to\ncastrate there males. But even the older Women were shocked at her\nmethod!!!!!! She would literally rip there balls off!!!!! A 90lb girl ripping\nthe balls off a 200lb male just wasn't expected of a young girl, and\nconsidered cruel,,,,,,,,,, even by their standards, the weaker sex was after\nall, at the mercy and protection of their society!!!! Something had to be done\nabout her they all agreed!!!! If she got into the breeding stock, the special\nones with the large testis she could cause serious problems for us!!!!! So it\nwas agreed!! Catherine would be brought before a tribunal...... Catherine\nentered the Temple!!!! Her two male eunuchs following her!!! Naked from the\nwaist down. Ballless their useless cocks dangling between their legs!!!!!!\nCatherine stood proudly before the tribunal!!!!!! The young girl took the\nposture of a aggressive female legs spread wide, hands-on hips, in the manner\nof a full grown Woman!! \"\"\"Ask your questions \"\" !!!!!!!!!!!! Very well\nCatherine! You are here concerning your method of castrating your male\ncharges!!!! It is considered unacceptable by our society to physically\ncastrate a male by ripping his balls off!!!!! So we have rules concerning the\nproper method do we??? Ladies!!!!! We do Catherine!!!! You're young and\nambitious,,,, we see this.. But one must wait her turn........ Do you\nchallenge us Catherine????? Catherine looked at the four Women sitting before\nher!!!! Have any of you sitting there,,,, ever ripped the balls off a\nman??????? There was silence..............  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 61, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 34, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Moral Purity act of 2021 pt 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The truth behind the story", "Text": "` After Sean had been castrated he waited for a ride home. His parents too\nembarrassed sent Kevin Sean's twim brother. The only way to tell the\ndifference was that Kevin was circumcised. Today it no longer mattered. `\n\nKevin handed Sean a package. Take these every day and the effects of the\ncastration will be limited to the lack of balls.\n\nSean did as he was told. Since there was no need to return to court nobody\nwould know. This was Sean's biggest mistake.\n\nOn their nineteenth birthday Kevin told Sean to start shaving his head. Why?\nasked Sean.\n\nLook in the mirror. Our hair is quickly falling out. Like Dad we will be bald\nin less than a year. The authorities will know you are taking hormones. Sean\nstopped taking the hormones and his hair loss stopped. Unfortunately the\nshower was being clogged with his body hair and Kevins head hair.\n\nKevin gave Sean a note and told him not to open it for forty eight hours. He\nand Karen were going to get married tonite and there is something he needs o\nknow but not now.\n\nRight after the wedding recepion Karen and Kevin were in a serious auto\naccident. Kevin died instantly and Karen called the DA and gave her death bed\nconfession. It as Kevin who got her pregnant not Sean. After she died The DA\ncalled Sean and told him to come into his office.\n\nSean brought the note with him and was informed that as of today he was going\nto receive implants and free testorone. Also his record would be striken from\nthe docket.\n\nSean decided to take the hormones and things went from bad to worse. In three\nmonths he looked like nothing had ever happened. But the anger could not be\ncontrolled. He once again stopped the hormones and lived life as a male with\nno balls.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 24, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ex-Girlfriend reports Penectomy Results", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "My ex-boyfriend lost his penis due to an motorcycle accident. Read here how he was modified.", "Text": "Hi, I am Susan and would like to write something about my \nex-boyfriend Werner.\n\nHe is now 23 years old, 185 cm, black hair, slim. He is studying \ncivil engineering. He has lost his penis at an accident with his \nmotorcycle 4 years ago. The accident happened in summer. He weared a \npair of short slags only, no safety dress, when he made a short ride \nwith the motorbike in our village. A car hit him and he came below \nthe bike. His lower body got contact with the chain and foot rests. \n Additional to the direct injury there occured an infection one day \nlater because of dirt.  That time he got seriously injured and \nsurvived only due to good medical help in a nearby hospital. The \npenis could not be rescued however. The shaft with all erectile \ntissue had to be amputated due to the infection and strong damage. \nIt has been removed completely. No erectile tissue is left. The \nurethral opening was relocated between scrotum and anus. Only a \nshort piece of the urethra could be saved by the doctors due to \nstrong damage during accident. Also the bladder had been injured. \nThe closing muscle does no longer work well. So he has to go to \nbathroom often times. All wounds have healed so far. The testicles \nare working as hormone producers, so that he has not to take \nhormones externally. His sexual drive has decreased strongly however \nafter the accident. Erections are no longer possible for him. Soft \nmassage of his balls etc. is a nice experience for him.  First time \nin hospital he had a catheter after the surgeries. But after one \nweek he had to lern to use the new pee hole. In the beginning it was \nvery painfull for him because of wounds. It was difficult to do the \njob without too much spray. Nowadays he can handle it quite good. \nDue to the very back location of the opening he has to remove his \ntrousers for urinating. He has to sit down for this business of \ncourse. Only this way he can pee without spray. He can use the men's \nurinal toilet with special pose only. Practically he uses the \nsitting toilet (positive! clean bathroom now). Because of strongly \nreduced capacity of his bladder he has to pee quite often since the \naccident.\nFor him the accident was a big change of life as it was for me. \nBefore that he had been never thinking about such a handicap.\n\nThere are so many problems physically and mental for him. He was \nonly 18 yrs old when it happened. At that time he was living \ntogether with me. I tried to give him good support already in \nhospital and later at home. But after 6 months we seperated.   He \nhad several injuries, also broken legs. \"Downstairs\" some organs had \nbeen badly hurt. Testicles (contusion), urethra (rupture, \nshortened), bladder (rupture) and prostate (removed) got much \ndamage. Errections are no longer possible, there is nothing left to \ngrow and get hard.  Generally his sex drive has reduced much. He has \nno more ejaculations. Only from time to time, mostly at night, some \nliquid is coming out of his pee hole. \n\nOur sex life after the accident:\nHe has licked me with his soft tongue to several orgasms. Also with \nhis fingers he stimulated my vagina. But I never could give him back \nsome satisfaction. Like a machine he tried to make me feel good, but \nactually it was no pleasure for him. I tried to softly kneat his \nballs to make him come. But his body did not respond. Also he became \nvery unselfconcious and shy. Before his accident I liked his macho \nstyle behaviour. Nowadays he acts like  a slave with no stamina. \nAfter several weeks I decided to leave him and I met a real man \nagain.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 60, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mousetrap", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Bad time with a mousetrap.", "Text": "Finally Wayne was to have sex with Earline. His penis was extremely hard just\nthinking about it. He knocked on her door and was quite surprised when a\nfairly large man opened the door. The man gently stated Earline was busy at\nthe moment and Wayne was invited in. Just then Earline came out of the bedroom\nand Wayne gasped to see her entirely naked. The next thing the man placed\nsomething over Wayne\u2019s mouth and he dropped to the floor. Quite a while later\nWayne found himself tied spread eagle and naked on the bed.\n\nEarline came out and still naked looked at Wayne and looked at his still erect\npenis and laughed. The man appeared and soaked Wayne\u2019s penis in some ice water\nand he felt his penis start to go very flaccid. The man laughed at the tiny\npenis. He then started to shave every area of his body to include his\nunderarms, chest balls and penis. Pretty soon Wayne was bald all over. The man\nthen starting to finger his prostrate and Earline stood back and laughed.\nWayne could not believe it when his flaccid penis started to leak cum.\n\nThe man continued the massage and Wayne leaked out a lot of cum. It felt like\npissing and no orgasmic pleasure. Earline then came all the way over to the\nbed and looked at the cum and starting laughing. She started sucking on his\npenis and when it would start getting hard she would zap his balls with some\ntype device causing him to go quite flaccid. She grabbed his balls and asked\nhim why he should be allowed to keep such puny things.She then brought out\nsome liquid that would freeze his balls.\n\nShe said this would cause him to have very brittle balls and had to be careful\nthat they did not shatter. She then continued to milk his prostrate and again\na lot of cum dripped out of his small little penis with no groin hair. She\nthen got a fairly large mouse trap and placed his balls in it.\n\nHe begged and begged not to do what she was thinking of doing. She started to\nreally suck him off and he continued to beg for his precious balls. Right at\nthe moment of ejaculation she released the mouse trap and his balls shattered.\nHe continued to cum, but it was now a weak stream and soon it stopped and he\nstared down at his tiny tiny penis with no hair and his ruined balls. Earline\nlaughed and laughed at his expression and his small worthless nub.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A New Puppy-Boy", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, femdom", "Summary": "The fabulously wealthy Cher decides to have her new puppy-boy altered for her idle convenience.", "Text": "` Cher returns home to her North London mansion after a hard day's shopping at\nHarrods, and the like. `\n\n\"Ah, it's so lovely being posh,\" she thinks to herself. \"I'm so glad I married\nMax. I knew he was wealthy when I married him, but I really had no idea, until\nafter his unfortunate death, that he was fabulously weathly.\" She lets out a\ncontented purr. \"I almost feel guilty at having encouraged him to use those\namyl-nitrate poppers during sex. I mean, I knew he had a heart murmur, and\neverything, but how I was to know how acute it was? It was really a completely\ninnocent mistake, one that anyone in my exact same position could have done.\"\n\nJust then, her P.A., Jane, interrupts her thoughts and informs her that the\nnew puppy-boy she ordered has arrived.\n\nCher inspects the puppy-boy, named Sid, who kneels naked on the floor in front\nof them.\n\nBeing naked and humiliated in front of the powerful and sexy Cher causes Sid\nto get erect and his erection strains for attention.\n\nCher snorts with disgust. \"Just look at him\", she says to Jane. \"Males and\ntheir everlasting erections, begging for attention. Well I suppose we may as\nwell humor him and let him get a little relief.\"\n\nCher commands Sid to jerk off for her and Jane's amusement.\n\n\"That's right, little puppy-boy\", coos Cher, as Sid vigoruosly strokes\nhimself, \"show off for your mummy, show her what you can do.\"\n\nWhen Sid cums, Cher coos, \"that's a good boy, good boy, well done. What a\nlovely big mess you've made for your loving mummy. What a generous tribute to\nmy feminine charms. That's right, pump it all out, every drop. Very good, very\nnice.\"\n\nThen she casually turns to Jane and asks her to call Sarah, her personal Vet.,\nand tell her she's got a little job for her.\n\nJane protests, \"But Cher, surely you don't mean to have him...???\"\n\n\"Oh, but yes, my dear Jane,\" Cher dryly intones, \"that is exactly what I\nmean.\"\n\nJane shrugs and says, \"Ok, you're the boss.\"\n\nCher greets Sarah warmly when she arrives.\n\nSid has already been made ready for her. He is securely bound over a special\npurpose bench.\n\nSarah smiles as she sees Sid stretched out and ready for her.\n\nCher and Jane relax in large overstuffed chairs and sip champagne as they\nwatch Sarah perform the requested alteration on the helpless puppy-boy.\n\nWhen Sarah is finished, Cher says, \"Take him away to the kennels until after\nhe's healed.\"\n\nTwo weeks later she asks Jane how the new puppy-boy's doing.\n\n\"You mean, Sid?\" asks Jane.\n\n\"Yes, I believe that was his name,\" Cher replies.\n\n\"He's doing fine. Better than fine, really. He's even made friends with some\nof your non-neutered puppy-boys. It's amusing to watch him offer his sexual\nfavors, his submissive mouth and butt, to them.\"\n\n\"Yes,\" drawls Cher, \"I can just imagine. But please have him thoroughly\ncleaned and scrubbed and bring him to my bed chamber, I feel the need for some\nrest and relaxation.\"\n\nSid can't believe his good luck as being allowed into the presence of his\nwealthy, powerful, and stunningly sexy mistress.\n\nCher inspects his empty scrotum and chuckles. \"How I love the sight of an\nempty sac,\" she says, \"especially if it's been done at my command. It gives me\nsuch a feeling of power to know I can do that to a male. It's really got my\nclit throbbing now, and I'm aching to be licked.\"\n\nCher leans back on her enormous bed and spreads her legs revealing her\nbeautiful, pouting pink shaven pussy to Sid's adoring, worshipful eyes.\n\n\"C'mon, little puppy-boy, your mummy needs a good licking.\"\n\nAs she feels Sid's warm, eager tongue going to work on her pussy lips, she\nsighs and leans back on her satin pillows. \"Ahhhh, ummmmm, it's true what they\nsay,\" she murmurs contentedly, \"neutered puppy-boys do make the best pussy\nlickers.\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 52, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Famine in the Horn of Africa", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "The Wests response to repeated famines gets down to population numbers.", "Text": "Famine in the horn of Africa  2012.\nUN HQ\n\nThe UN disaster relief agency and the World health organisation \nrepresentatives groaned as the data on the current famine were \ndisplayed on the video wall in the UN HQ building. It was a case of \nhere we go again, the third time this millennium that the countries \nof Ethiopia and Somalia were facing famine. The once  reasonably \nreliable rains had failed for the 4th consecutive year . Vast \nquantities of food were needed. Basically the land could not \nsupport the number of people even in good years let alone the bad \nyears. \n\nThe meeting went through the by now routine disaster response \nplanning almost in a  sense of numbed helplessness. After the \njunior workers had departed to start the flow of aid one of the \nArab members casually said there was a way to prevent this \nhappening time and time again. As he outlined his plan the meeting \nbecame electric. The debate was long and furious. Eventually the \ncombination of the US and Arab members carried the day and the \nproposals would be privately put to the UN.\n\n Abadana  Feeding station   Ethiopia\n\nThe staff could not believe the instructions from HQ even when they \nwere repeated time and again. Some resigned but most eventually \naccepted the scheme. Slowly the organisation prepared its self for \nthe new way of allocating aid.\n The scheme was simple. Any family with a male had to send or bring \nthat male to the feeding centre. If there was no male then the \nfamily got the standard allocation of food. If they had a male then \nthey had 2 choices, on gave them half the standard allocation the \nother twice the normal amount. Every male from the family  that \ncame forward would get the extra ration of food . \n\nThere was nearly a riot when the scheme was outlined to the \nstarving masses but by the next morning the first young boys were  \npresented by their mothers and dully dealt with. The second day saw \nthe trickle turn to a flood and the scheme was well under way.\n\nIt was a simple process. First the family registered, next the male \nwas inoculated and given a couple of pills, one to take immediately \nthe other for later. A few minutes later the male was presented to \nthe special assistant , after which he sat in line for about an \nhour before getting his allocation of food. After this he was free \nto go. In full flow each assistant could process about 100 males \nper our. Provided their testes had descended it didn\u2019t matter how \nold they were, once treated they were eligible for the extra \nrations.\n\nOn that second day one of the staff leant against the wall watching \nthe line of boys staggering down the road with their larger than \nnormal bags of food and smiled. Each one walked with a legs wide \napart gait. The naked ones clearly showed the little ball sacks \nstretched tight and blue in the evening sun. The red lines of the \nrubber elastrator bands could be seen on some but most had the \nbands sunk deep into the skin. The process of adjusting the \npopulation to fit the lands ability to sustain  the people had \nbegun.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Castrating Small Town Doctor", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "I\u0092ve been stuck in this small town for four years. I got through medical\n\nschool on a public health scholarship and now it\u0092s payback time. Five years\n\nof community service health care out in the middle of nowhere. Nothing but\n\nflat land, farms for a hundred miles. But, today\u0092s my birthday, and to\n\ncelebrate I schedule my favorite patients for annual check-ups. They all have\n\na lot in common. Most are tall good-looking men from the area. First up was\n\nDoug Bracket. Doug was a cute twenty-five year old blond. Intelligent even\n\nif he didn\u0092t have much education. Pleasant manner, built body from running\n\nhis farm. He was dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans with some clean boots on\n\nhis feet. I had him undress so I could examine his body. I always made it a\n\npoint to be in the room when they undressed. He carefully pulled off his\n\nboots and lined them up next to the exam table. He pulled off his shirt to\n\nreveal a broad chest and handsome abs. He shed his jeans and carefully folded\n\nthem and put them on a chair. He was just standing there in his boxers and\n\nsocks waiting for my next command. I pulled down his shorts and started my\n\nexam. I had diagnosed him with testicular cancer three years ago. I had felt\n\na lump and wanted him to see a specialist. He was worried about losing his\n\nfamily\u0092s farm especially after his daddy had died of cancer when Doug was only\n\ntwenty. He did most of the work alone now. His three children were too small\n\nto help. I explained some options - radiation, chemo, surgical removal of the\n\ntumor. He wanted to know a quick, 100% effective cure. I knew of none and\n\ntold him it wasn\u0092t that bad, there was a good chance of survival, and it\n\nwasn\u0092t as if we had to cut everything off. His eyes lit up and he asked if I\n\ncould perform the surgery in my office. \"What surgery? Well Doc you\u0092ve given\n\nme a solution. Just amputate the lot. I\u0092ve had my kids and I\u0092ve been worried\n\nabout my genitals ever since my Dad died of testicular cancer. It would be a\n\nbig relief if you would just cut everything off.\" I had an instant hard-on.\n\nAn exquisite specimen of manhood was asking me to disconnect his balls and\n\ndick from his body. I quickly agreed. So three years later I was doing his\n\nannual follow up exam to make sure the cancer had not reappeared and to give\n\nmyself another look at his beautiful flat groin. His shorts were at his\n\nankles as I stared and probed the naked flesh between his legs. His powerful\n\nthighs framed an empty canvas. Doug was happy with the result. The cancer\n\nhad not appeared and he was convinced I was the greatest doctor in the world.\n\nHe said he didn\u0092t miss his cock or balls at all.\n\nMy next patient was one of the local bullies in town. He had raised hell as a\n\nyouth and kept on going right into manhood. Unfortunately he picked on the\n\nwrong person. Butch was desperate to keep his secret. His cock had been\n\nwounded with a knife thrust to the groin at Curly Moe\u0092s, a local bar. He\n\nshowed up on my doorstep late at night needing to be stitched up. I took one\n\nlook at his bleeding member and pronounced irreparable damage. It really was\n\nmore than I could handle. Microsurgery was not possible with the equipment in\n\nmy clinic. I simply amputated half his cock and sewed up the remainder. It\n\nreally didn\u0092t look that bad but Butch is terribly upset at the sight of his\n\nown body. He is no longer the man he used to be.\n\nMike was a friendly guy. He just had a really bad habit. He sunbathed in the\n\nnude. No real problem with that if you use proper protection. But he didn\u0092t.\n\nSkin cancer. Of the penis. It\u0092s gone now. Both the cancer and the penis.\n\nIt used to be eight inches long when erect. Now it\u0092s less than eight\n\nmillimeters. I had to reroute his piss hole too. Not enough left even to\n\ndirect a stream. Mike\u0092s okay with it all. He has even asked me to remove his\n\nballs too. Too much sex on the brain, nothing to relieve his blue balls.\n\nHe\u0092s talked with Doug and seen the results of my work. So I scheduled him for\n\nsurgery next week. Can\u0092t wait.\n\nThe afternoon was spent with my castrated patients. Some of the locals needed\n\nfoolproof birth control. I explained it was the simplest of operations.\n\nSeveral of the men went for it. It\u0092s kind of funny seeing a dick with no\n\nballs beneath. Kind of makes a man look even more naked than just not having\n\nclothes on.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "no more nookie", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "woman loves to be licked and her husband likes licking her. So why does he need a cock and balls.", "Text": "` I met this lady on the net the other day, her name is Jane. Jane was not\nhappy as her sex life had fallen to zero, and it was all her own fault. It\nseems that Jane only ever got off through oral sex, and that is all she\nwanted, but her husband Dave loved fucking. He loved ramming his cock into her\ncunt and filling her up with spunk whenever he got the chance. `\n\nSo one day Jane and Dave were rooting hell for leather. Jane was only just\ngetting a little tingle but Dave was in extacy and in no time filled her cunt\nwith his spunk. On an impulse to get some pleasure Jane slid off his cock and\nslid her cum filled cunt onto Daves face. Well Dave licked her and licked her\ntill her cuntlips swelled then gushed her girl cum into his mouth and all over\nhis face. At the end of all this there wasn't a trace of Daves spunk in her\ncunt or around it. Her cunt was completely licked clean. This was terrific\nJane thought and demanded a licking every time they fucked. She could always\ntell if Dave had missed some spunk and would get real agro if he missed some,\nand she wouldn't let him fuck her for weeks. Dave loved fucking her but only\njust tolerated licking his spunk out of Janes cunt. He loved Jane and loved\nfucking her and would do this to get a fuck and to please her.\n\nOne day Jane was wondering why she should put up with getting her cunt filled\nwith spunk every time she wanted a licking. She had heard of eunuch archive\nand looked it up. After reading through it for a few weeks decided if Dave had\nno cock or balls there would be no spunk. She could be licked to orgasm and\nalways have a clean spunkless cunt always.\n\nJane got a few names from the archive and organised the three experienced\ncutters to do the dirty deed. On that fateful day when Dave came home from\nwork she slipped him a mickey in his drink and in moments he was out. They\nbundled him onto the bed. Jane held his cock out of the way as they cut his\nball bag open and yanked out his balls tugging them till the cords snapped and\nsprang back inside his body. They trimmed the empty ballbag so it would heal\nnice and smooth then sewed it up again. Then they pushed a catheter into his\ncock, then just sliced his cock off like a piece of meat. They carefully\nstitched up the cut end of his cock just leaving a little catheter protuding\nto piss through. Later this was also removed when he had healed.\n\nDave kept licking her cunt till she came but not for long, soon he lost all\ninterest in sex and became fat and lazy as well. Jane wishes she had not cut\noff Daves cock and balls and misses the sex they once had. Even misses the\nspunk now and then.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Other: CBT, Forced slavery", "Summary": "A traveller is kidnapped by two older women and tortured until he gives up his testicles to them and serves them as their slave.", "Text": "WHY?\n\n\nA traveller is kidnapped by two older women and tortured until he \n    gives up his testicles to them and serves them as their slave.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 2, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ancient Chinese Secret", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "'Ancient Chinese Secret'  \n  \nI live on the upper west side of Manhattan. On any given day people will  \ntry to sell you just about everything. Usually used junk they picked out of  \na garbage or some stolen merchandise from the local HMV or Barnes & Noble.  \nWell, at the corner of 78th Street and Broadway this particular Tuesday was  \nan old asian woman with the usual folding table in front of her. There was  \nsomething interesting about her eyes, so I stopped to see what she was  \nselling. She was about 70 or so, very small with tattered clothes but it  \nwas those eyes...they almost glowed. She had chinese herbs and things  \nspread out on the table. Prices where around $2 or $ 3 except for one item  \nspecially wrapped in a red cloth that was marked $500. I asked her what it  \nwas and she just replied, \"For potency\".Well I was interested. I pushed her  \non the subject and she finally gave in and told me there were human  \ntesticles in the cloth. I must have given away my interest as she glanced  \ndown at my suddenly ragging hard-on. She smiled as I blushed. She repeated,  \n\"For potency\". I asked her how did she get the human balls and once again  \nshe smiled, \"Men like you ask me to have them\" . I must have turned 8 more  \nshades of red and finally stammered, \"...like me?\" She smiled again, \"Yes\".  \nShe continued, \"This time it was just his testicles so he only paid me  \n$5,000, but for the honor of me taking his penis as well thats more of a  \ntribute to me\". She looked at me, \"So what do you want to beg for?\" I was  \nstunned,\" What do you mean?\" But I could not look away from her as she  \nsmiled. Like a force I could not control I found myself on my knees looking  \nupat her, \"Please take everything...please I beg you...\" She looked down at  \nme,\"Tell me how much you have to offer?\" I quickly replied, \" All I have is  \nabout $11,000 in the bank..\" She cut me off sternly,\"Not enough\".  \n\"Please....wait ......how about I pay you half my $55,000 salary from now  \non...\" What was I thinking? I had to give her my genitals. She smiled,  \n\"Agreed. Give me your ATM card and one of your credit cards.\" I did. She  \nlooked at me, \"Now I will take what is mine..\" she trailed off. I must have  \nbeen hypnotised. Because in what seemed liked seconds it was dark I was  \nstanding on Canal Street in Chinatown and it was now dark. I fell into a  \ncab and went home thinking it was all a dream. When I got home I peeled my  \nclothes off to jump in the shower and when Ilooked down my cock and balls  \nwere gone and a sticker with her phone number and note saying, \" You're  \nwelcome\"", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ball Washer (Darwin Award Winner)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "` Darwin Award `\n\nLatest Darwin Award Nominee [Orlando Sentinel]\n\nBased on a bet by the other members of his threesome, Everett Sanchez tried to\nwash his own \"balls\" in a ball washer at the local golf course.\n\nProving once again that beer and testosterone are a bad mix, Sanchez managed\nto straddle the ball washer and dangle his scrotum in the machine. Much to his\ndismay, one of his buddies upped the ante by spinning the crank on the machine\nwith Sanchez's scrotum in place, thus wedging them solidly in the mechanism.\nSanchez, who immediately passed his threshold of pain,collapsed and tumbled\nfrom his perch. Unfortunately for Sanchez, the height o the ball washer was\nmore than A foot higher off the ground than his testicles are\n\nin a normal stance, and the scrotum was the weakest link.\n\nSanchez's scrotum was ripped open during the fall, and one testicle was\nplucked from him forever and remained in the ball washer, while the other\ntesticle was compressed and flattened as it was pulled between the housing of\nthe washer, and the rotating machinery inside.\u00dd\n\nTo add insult to injury,Sanchez broke a new $300 driver that he had just\npurchased from the pro shop, and was using to balance himself. Sanchez was\nrushed to the hospital for surgery, and the remaining two were asked to leave\nthe course.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 12, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "I Fucked The Boss And Paid The Price!!", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "A male office worker fantaises about his older woman boss. He gets the chance to fuck her but pays a terrible price.....", "Text": "` I'd worked at the office for a year. I would occaisonally see Una Duke, one\nof the managers, on my floor. I had a thing for her. I'm 33, and she must be\nat least 55, but |I liked the look of her. She was a little over 6 feet, a\nshade taller than me. She had a huge mane of silver hair, a big, shapely arse,\nlong, well rounded thighs, and big, if pendulous, breasts. `\n\nOne day she looked at me as she passed my desk. She must have seen the\nerection in my pants. She smiled and looked away.\n\nLater that day she emailed me, asking me to stay after everyone had gone, as\nshe had some urgent work for me.\n\n\"She wants a fuck!!\" I thought. \"No, I must be dreaming.\" I went to the office\nas arranged. She stepped to the door, locked it and turned down the lights.\n\nWe were all alone in the building now. She swiftly pulled her blouse off, and\nher bra, leaving her big, heavy tits swinging free. I grew a huge, swelling\nhard-on. Una advanced on me, dropping my trousers and massaging my big,\nthrobbing cock. She pulled my head between her tits, and I sucked her nipples\nto her heart's content. As she cleared the books off her desk, I undressed,\nand then pulled off her skirt, and prised her dental-floss thong away from her\nhips. This exposed a huge, wet, dripping clit.\n\n\"Suck it!!\" ordered Una. I went down on her and sucked it till she'd come at\nleast 3 times. \"Now I'm going to fuck you, but on my terms!!\" Una said. She\ntied me to the desk with my tie and socks.\n\nThen she rode me , repeatedly, till I had come more times than I could\nremember, filling her with my rich, creamy spunk.\n\n\"That was great...mfffff.....\" I said as Una gagged me with her cunt-juice\nsoaked thong.\n\n\"I have to make sure you dont't tell the whole office I fucked you,\" said Una.\nI noticed the way she put it..she fucked me, and not the other way round.\"The\nonly way I can secure that is by castrating you. You wouldn't want everyone to\nknow that an old biddy cut your bollocks off.\"\"\n\nI flushed with fear. She was joking, right? But then she opened her wall\ncupboard, revealing a jar containing what looked like at least twenty pairs of\ntesticles. And a huge, erect penis and scrotum.\n\n\"The cock and balls belong to the first man from the office that I fucked,\"\nexplained Una. \" I thought he was special. But after we fucked he told\neveryone. I could tell by how all the men laughed when I passed. So I got him\nhere again, tied him up, and told him I was going to emasculate him. He cried,\nbut once I'd stripped off he couldn't help getting hard. I chopped off his\ncock and balls and had them stuffed by a lesbian friend I know, who stuffes\nmen's cocks in return for a free fuck. I took pictures of him with a wound\nwhere his dick had been, then turned him loose. I later gave a few men from\nthe office a look at the pictures and the severed dick. They stopped laughing,\nand most of them left the job. He did.\"\n\n\"Since then, I've castrated every man from the office that I've fucked. You're\nthe 21st!\" Una whooped. She placed the jar on the table, and took a pair of\nchrome plated scissors from the cupboard. She carefully snipped off my scrotal\nskin, leaving my throbbing balls hanging free. As I whimpered into the gag,\nUna carefully snipped off my huge egg-sized balls, one by one. She took a few\npictures, popped my balls in the jar, and then turned me loose.\n\nI still stare at Una's arse and boobs when she passes. But now all I feel is\nthe aching emptiness where my male orbs used to be........\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 62, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Clitoridectomy Support Group 2 Caroline & Charlotte", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "Two women relate how they lost their clitorises", "Text": "Charlotte and Caroline\n\nI arrived back at the centre early the next morning. Two women were waiting\nfor me, a blonde and a brunette. We sat at the same table and shared a pot of\ntea. Charlotte smiled at Caroline and then at me.\n\n\u2018So you want to know our story?\u2019\n\n\u2018\u2019Yes.\u2019\n\nCharlotte began, \u2018We are both married to Egyptians and met here.\u2019\n\nCaroline continued, \u2018Their families were related and we saw more of each\nother.\u2019\n\n\u2018You both had your clitorises then?\u2019 I asked.\n\n\u2018Oh yes.\u2019 They replied in unison. \u2018The families were enlightened.\u2019\n\nThey took it in turns to tell the story.\n\n\u2018We did not have a lot to do. So we hung around together.\u2019\n\n\u2018We did as the locals do and held hands, and even embraced. No one thought\nthis unusual. We did our wifely duties and everything was fine.\u2019\n\n\u2018But, we went too far.\u2019\n\n\u201cWhat do you mean?\u2019 I asked.\n\n\u2018We did more than embrace. We slept together in the hot afternoons. No one\nthought this odd and it went on for months.\u2019\n\n\u2018However, we did more than sleep. We played with each other.\u2019\n\n\u2018You mean, as lesbians?\u201d I asked.\n\n\u2018Yes, I suppose so. We sucked each other\u2019s nipples and played with each\nother\u2019s clitoris.\u2019\n\n\u2018It became a habit. We would meet three or four times a week and do it.\u2019\n\n\u2018It really diverted us form what we should have been doing.\u2019\n\n\u2018But it did not seem to make a difference. We were always ready for our men.\u2019\n\n\u2018However, our respective mothers in law may have suspected something. One\nafternoon, we were in bed together, or rather on the bed, when they both came\nin.\u2019\n\n\u2018They were both horrified. We were told that our behaviour was unnatural and\nthat they would put a stop to it. We had begun to dress, but they told us to\nstop and come with them into the other room. There they sat us down, half\nnaked on two chairs. They began to lecture us. Then they stopped and one\ntalked in the others ear. They went into the kitchen and came back. We were\nstill sat there, not knowing what to do.\u2019\n\nEach came behind one of us and grabbed our wrists and tied them to a strut at\nthe back of the chair. They pulled our remaining clothes off.\n\n\u2018We knew we had no choice. We just submitted. Then they tied our ankles to the\nfeet at the front of the chairs.\n\nThe chairs were of the kind with wheels on the rear legs and they wheeled us\ntogether. We faced each other, with our knees touching. They then pulled our\nknees as far apart at they would go and tied them to each other. Then they got\nsome fine wire, the type you cut cheese with and tied it around our\nclitorises. They pulled them out to make sure it was right at the base. There\nwas a tension in the wire and if we moved it began to cut into them. We had to\nkeep our knees as wide apart as possible.\n\nThey then attached a further wire to the middle of the wire between our\nclitorises and attached this to a metronome, which they placed on the floor.\nThis put a vibration into the wire.\n\n\u2018You can leave, when you have done your duties,\u2019 they both said. We will not\ntell our sons of your behaviour, just that you have seen your senses and\njoined our culture. All you have to do is put your knees together.\u2019\n\n\u2018They left us looking at each other. They were going to get us to circumcise\neach other.\u2019\n\n\u2018We had to do it,\u2019 Charlotte said.\n\n\u201cWe looked at each other, felt the vibration in the wire. We felt that we\ncould come one last time. The last one to come would pull her knees together.\n\nIt took an age, we looked into each others eyes, then at each others breasts\nand finally down to where the wire was vibrating and beginning to cut.\n\nCharlotte came first. Her spasm almost circumcised us, but Caroline was strong\nenough to keep her legs apart. When Charlotte saw Caroline come, she slammed\nher and our knees together.\u2019\n\n\u2018We looked into each others\u2019 eyes. There was a sharp pain between our legs and\nwhen we looked down, the wire had gone. Our clitorises were on the floor\nbeneath us.\u2019\n\nWe did not know that mothers in law had been watching all the time. They\npulled the chairs apart and trimmed any loose flesh before they untied us.\n\n\u2018That was awful,\u2019 I said.\n\n\u2018No, it wasn\u2019t,\u2019 said Charlotte, \u2018What we were doing was wrong.\u2019\n\n\u201cIt was also a fantastic end,\u201d said Caroline, \u2018I still get wet thinking about\nit. It is what I do, when my husband has me.\u2019\n\n\u2018Now we see each other just as much, but we are not tempted to go beyond what\nis decent. We cuddle and caress, but that is all we need to do.\u2019\n\nSue arrived and put her hands both their shoulders. She looked at me and said,\n\u2018I told you that you would find it exciting.\u2019\n\nAgain I looked down at my erect nipples. They were not all that was engorged.\n\n\u2018Are there more stories like this?\u2019\n\n\u2018Not like this. Not all are as happy.\u2019\n\nCaroline said, \u2018You\u2019re thinking of Christine.\u2019\n\n\u2018Yes, poor Christine. Perhaps, you should also have a sad story.\u2019\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Locker Room Punishment  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Locker Room Punishment  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [PENECTOMY] [TESTICLES] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    The five top athletes in the local high school are harshly punished.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/file:///C:/My%20Documents/archive/archive1/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    There was an eerie silence in the locker room. The captains of the \n    schools five teams were helpless. They were being held by some kind \n    of force field, unable to move. They were also stripped naked. A \n    masked figure in black was standing in front of them.\n    \n    Scott, the captain of the football team, tried to shift himself out \n    of the hold, but it was useless. His massive muscular frame wouldn\u2019t \n    budge. Scott was about 6 feet tall, had short black hair, grey eyes, \n    and had huge, rippling muscles. He was also well equipped.  His limp \n    dick lied against his big, hairy sac. His balls were resting on the \n    bench, hanging lowly between his legs. His balls were the size of \n    golf balls.\n    \n    To Scott\u2019s right was Nick, captain of the soccer team. Nick was one \n    of the most handsomest guys in the school. He had blonde hair, \n    piercing blue eyes, chiseled facial features, and had a lean, \n    muscular frame. He stood around 5\u201911\". His dick was 5\" limp, and his \n    balls were about the same size as Scott\u2019s. The only difference was \n    they hung close to his groin, his sac not being nearly as big as \n    Scott\u2019s.\n    \n    Dave was next in line. He was 5\u201910\", had brown hair and brown eyes. \n    His build was more thin than muscular. His dick was only 3\" limp. \n    His balls were about the size of full grown walnuts. His balls hung \n    loosely, resting between his thighs.\n    \n    John was the captain of the track and field team. He was only 5\u20196\" \n    tall. He was a short, thin guy. He had well defined muscles, and \n    almost no body hair, save for his thick patch of pubes. He had brown \n    hair and green eyes. He had started to sweat. His dick was a long, \n    thin 7\" long limp. His balls were huge, and they rested comfortably \n    on the bench, hanging between his thighs.\n    \n    The last was Kevin, captain of the basketball team. He was a large \n    6\u20194\", and had huge muscles. He had long black hair, and dark blue \n    eyes. He also had a goatee. His dick was a long, thick 8\" limp. His \n    balls were massive. The biggest of the five guys. He had no pubic \n    hair at all. He was shaking out of fright.\n    \n    Their captor examined them. He was well hidden behind a mask and \n    bulky black clothing. \"So, who want\u2019s to be a hero?\" The guys on the \n    bench looked at him with a mix of fear and confusion. \"If one of you \n    will willingly sacrifice your balls, I\u2019ll let the rest of you go \n    without doing anything too you. But, if no one offers, I\u2019ll do my \n    worst to all of you.\"\n    \n    There was silence. \"Come on.\" Said the captor. \"You have ten seconds \n    to decide.\" If they could move, the guys on the bench would be \n    shifting in their seats. \u2018Five seconds.\"\n    \n    Then, all five guys answered \"I\u2019ll do it.\" The captor, and all the \n    guys, were taken aback.\n    \n    \"Well, isn\u2019t this interesting.\" Thought the captor out loud. \"All \n    five of you are willing to make a sacrifice for your fellow \n    athletes. How touching. Unfortunately, I required only one \n    volunteer. So it looks like you all lose.\"\n    \n    \"Are you going to take all our balls?\" nervously asked Nick.\n    \n    \"Yes, but not the way you\u2019re thinking of. And I plan on doing much \n    more to you.\" The captor approached Scott and grabbed Scott\u2019s balls. \n    \"I bet you\u2019re quite proud of these, aren\u2019t you? They\u2019re nice. Quite \n    large. I think I\u2019ll start with you.\"\n    \n    The captor reached into his pocket and brought out a small tool. It \n    looked like it had some kind of laser on the end. The captor let go \n    of Scott\u2019s balls and held Scott\u2019s dick. \"This is going to be in the \n    way, so we\u2019re going to have to get rid of it.\" The captor aimed the \n    tool at Scott\u2019s dick and turned it on. A ray of light shot out of it \n    onto the base of Scott\u2019s dick. The captor traced around the base of \n    Scott\u2019s dick, leaving what looked like a thin incision mark. The \n    tool was turned off. The captor took Scott\u2019s dick and pulled it. It \n    came off at the incision mark. The captor chucked in behind him. \n    Scott watched in horror as his penis flew across the room and landed \n    on the floor. There was no bleeding though, and no pain. The captor \n    then used the tool to cut open Scott\u2019s sac. He reached in and pulled \n    out Scott\u2019s nuts. He made a quick cut across the tubes, and severed \n    the balls. He set the balls on the bench beside Scott. He then \n    reached into his pocket and pulled out two white balls. They were \n    exactly the same shape and size as Scott\u2019s balls. Using the tool on \n    a different setting, the captor attached the new, fake balls to the \n    tubes and placed it all back into Scott\u2019s sac. He then closed up the \n    incision. It looked like Scott still had his balls.\n    \n    The captor moved over to Nick and grabbed his dick. He made an \n    incision at the base of Nick\u2019s dick and then pulled Nick\u2019s dick off. \n    He threw it to the floor behind him. He repeated the procedure, \n    opening up Nick\u2019s sac and removing the testes. Then, they were \n    replaced by the fake testes, and the incision was closed. Nick \n    looked like he still had his balls.\n    \n    The process was repeated on the other three. Their dicks were \n    removed and thrown away. Then their balls were removed and replaced \n    by fakes. By the time it was done, it looked like they had just had \n    their penises cut off. It looked as if they all still had their \n    balls. The captor picked up all the severed testes and held them. \n    \"Looks like we\u2019re all done with these.\" Said the captor. He then \n    walked over to the toilet, dropped them in, and flushed them down. \n    There was a collective moan of pain from the five guys.\n    \n    The captor then went around and picked up all the severed penises. \n    \"Now, I\u2019m not going to reattach these. But don\u2019t worry, they\u2019re \n    still useful to you. Essentially, they are still attached to you. \n    You can still feel them, they\u2019ll still get erect, and you can still \n    jack off with them. The only difference is that they\u2019re not attached \n    to you. Don\u2019t believe me, then watch.\"\n    \n    The captor set all the penises down on a bench. He then reached \n    picked up Dave\u2019s penis and got out a pin. He jabbed the pin through \n    the head of the dick, and Dave screamed in pain. \"Please! Stop!\" \n    cried out Dave.\n    \n    \"Okay.\" The captor put down Dave\u2019s penis and picked up Nick\u2019s. He \n    walked over to a sick and ran ice cold water over it.\n    \n    \"Ahhh! That\u2019s cold! Please, no more! No more!\" begged Nick. The \n    captor threw Nick\u2019s penis back with the others. He then picked up \n    Kevin\u2019s dick. He began rubbing it and stroking it. It quickly became \n    erect. The captor kept rubbing it, going harder and harder. Kevin \n    began to emit groans of pleasure. The captor then threw the penis \n    back with the others.\n    \n    \"So, you\u2019ve all been punished properly. No longer do you have your \n    mighty balls, and you\u2019ll probably never have sex again, seeing as \n    how no one will want a guy who\u2019s penis isn\u2019t attached to him. You\u2019re \n    all freaks now. Once everyone finds out about this, you\u2019ll be the \n    laughing stock of the year. You deserve what you\u2019ve gotten. Now, \n    before I go, I have one more thing to do.\"\n    \n    The captor took all five penises and placed them in the sink. He \n    then turned on the hot water tap and let hot water run over them. \n    The captor left the room just as the water was reaching scalding \n    levels and the guys were all whimpering in pain. As soon as the \n    captor left, they were freed. All five rushed the sink and grabbed \n    there boiling dicks.\n    \n    There they were, the five best guys in the entire school. All \n    without balls, and none with an attached dick. They stood there, \n    naked, holding there almost useless dicks. There was now nothing \n    they could do.\n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090829075310/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 155, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Nero - Appendix 1a (List of Characters)", "Tags": "WARNING, BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR", "Summary": "", "Text": "` **_\n\nNERO\n\n___**`\n\nBy Pueros\n\n __\n\nAppendix Ia \u2013 Earlier & On-going Characters\n\nIn such a long saga such as \u2018Nero\u2019, with many characters mentioned, some\nreaders might encounter difficulty in remembering who is who. Consequently,\nthe re-teller of Bicilus\u2019 autobiography proposes to reproduce this\nalphabetical list from time to time, updated only to the end of the previous\nposted chapter so as not to ruin the future storyline. Where individuals\npossessed several parts to their names, they are listed in accordance with how\nthey were most commonly known, which often excludes \u2018praenominis\u2019 or \u2018first\nnames\u2019, e.g. Gaius Musonius Rufus is listed under Musonius Rufus. Those\nmentioned in _italics_ in the \u2018description\u2019 column have their own individual\nentries elsewhere.\n\nThis first character list is up-to-date as far as the end of chapter XLVI\n(46).\n\n(aka = also known as)\n\n| **_\n\nName\n\n_**\n\n| **_\n\nDate of birth & (if yet known) death\n\n_**\n\n| **_\n\nDescription\n\n_**  \n---|---|---  \n  \n**\n\nAchilleus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n11th Feb 42-?\n\n|\n\nSon of the pirate, Peleus. Adopted by _Musonius Rufus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAemilia Lepida Minor\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nGreat granddaughter of Augustus. Widow of Marcus Junius Silanus Torquatus.\nDaughters: _Junia Lepida_ & _Junia Calvina_. Sons: _Marcus Junius Silanus_ ,\n_Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAgrippina\n\n**, aka as Julia Agrippina or Agrippina the Younger\n\n|\n\n15-?\n\n|\n\nNiece & 4th wife of _Claudius_. The product, like her brother, the previous\nEmperor, Gaius Caligula, & eldest & youngest sisters, Drusilla & Julia\nLivilla, of the marriage of Claudius\u2019 deceased brother, Germanicus, to\nAgrippina the Elder, herself daughter of Augustus\u2019 chief lieutenant, Agrippa.\n\nFirst married by Tiberius to Gnaeus Domitius Ahenobarbus, brother of _Domitia\nLepida_ , making her an aunt, through marriage, as well as a cousin, of\n_Messalina_. Marriage produced a son, Lucius Domitius Ahenobarbus, later known\nas _Nero_. After being widowed, she married _Sallustius Paaienus Crispus_ ,\nwhom she then poisoned for his riches. Married _Claudius_ in 49 & began to\nplot her own son\u2019s succession to the Principate at the expense of her third\nhusband\u2019s natural son, _Britannicus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAnacletus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian of the Chatti tribe. Surviving younger brother of _Axenius_. Twin of\n_Axenia_.  \n  \n**\n\nAndrew\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect. Brother of _Cephas_.  \n  \n**\n\nApollinus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n32-?\n\n|\n\nRhodian slave of _Caius Silius_ & then in Imperial service. Intimate of\n_Bicilus_ & lover of _Petronius_ & later of _Rubellius Plautus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAquila\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect. Roman citizen & Jewish tentmaker.\nExiled with other Jews from Rome, settling in Corinth, where he hosted _Paul_\n& _Timothy_. Husband of _Priscilla_.  \n  \n**\n\nArius\n\n**, formerly Arminius\n\n|\n\n41-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian of the Chatti tribe. Bought as a slave boy & then adopted as his son\nby _Axenius_.  \n  \n**\n\nArminius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n19 BC-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian Chieftain of the Chatti tribe, responsible for the destruction in\nthe Teutoburger Forest in 9 AD of 3 Roman legions led by Varus. Grandfather of\n_Axenius_ , _Anacletus_ & _Axenia_.  \n  \n**\n\nArviragus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nCousin of _Caratacus_ & his replacement as King of the Britannian Catuvellauni\ntribe.  \n  \n**\n\nAthenodoros\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nGreat athlete, of Roman extraction but mainly Greek lifestyle, from Aigion in\nAchaea. Lover of _Melankomas_ of Caria.  \n  \n**\n\nAxenia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nGermanian of the Chatti tribe. Surviving younger sister of _Axenius_. Twin of\n_Anacletus_.  \n  \n**\n\nAxenius\n\n**, aka Quintus Remmius Axenius after his adoption by Palaemon\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch Germanian of the Chatti tribe. Grandson of _Arminius_ , lover, freedman\n& heir of _Palaemon_ , brother of _Anacletus_ & _Axenia_ & adoptive father of\n_Arius_. Later lover of _Pliny the Elder_.  \n  \n**\n\nBarnabas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect & early supporter & travelling\ncompanion of _Paul_.  \n  \n**\n\nBicilus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n32-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch slave name of a Britannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. Autobiographer.  \n  \n**\n\nBoudicca\n\n**\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nRed-haired wife of the much older King Prasutagus of the Britannian Iceni\ntribe, who gave birth to daughters in 44 & 46\\.  \n  \n**\n\nBritannicus\n\n**, aka Tiberius Claudius Britannicus\n\n|\n\n11th Feb 41-?\n\n|\n\nNatural son of _Claudius_ from his marriage to Messalina. Younger brother of\n_Octavia_. Close friend of _Titus_.  \n  \n**\n\nBurrus\n\n**, aka Sextus Afranius Burrus\n\n|\n\n|\n\nEquestrian who worked his way up through the service of Augustus\u2019 widow,\nLivia, and successors, Tiberius and Claudius. Ally of Agrippina, through whose\ninfluence he became Praetorian Prefect in 51. Close to _Seneca the Younger_ &\noccasional intimate of _Bicilus_.  \n  \n**\n\nCaius Silius\n\n**, or more properly Gaius Silius\n\n|\n\n16-48\n\n|\n\nDescribed as \u2018the handsomest man in Rome\u2019. First slave owner of _Bicilus_.\nExecuted for helping _Messalina_ launch an unsuccessful coup against\n_Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nCallistus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nFreedman of _Claudius_ , responsible for dealing with petitions & legal\nmatters. Grandfather of _Gaius Nymphidius Sabinus_.  \n  \n**\n\nCaratacus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nChief of the Britannian Catuvellauni tribe, son of Cunobelinus. Captured &\nsent with his family to Rome, where Claudius spared their lives but compelled\nthem to remain in exile. Sons: _Cyllin_ , _Cynon_ & _Lleyn_. Daughters:\n_Eurgain_ & _Gladys_.  \n  \n**\n\nCartimandua\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nQueen of the Britannian Brigantes tribe that betrayed, at her instigation,\n_Caratacus_ of the Catuvellauni to the Romans. Wife of King _Venutius_ , who\nopposed the betrayal.  \n  \n**\n\nCephas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nMember of the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect. Brother of _Andrew_. Moved to Rome\nfrom Palestina in order to try to spread Jesus Christ\u2019s dogma. Friend of\n_Pomponia Graecina_ & saviour from squalor of _Nigerinus_ & _Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nClaudia Antonia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Claudius_ from his second marriage to Aelia Paetina, which had\nended in a fairly amicable divorce.  \n  \n**\n\nClaudius\n\n**, aka Tiberius Claudius Drusus Nero Germanicus\n\n|\n\n10 BC-?\n\n|\n\nGrandson of Anthony, step-grandson of Augustus, nephew of Tiberius and uncle\nto Gaius Caligula. Fourth Emperor of Rome.  \n  \n**\n\nCorbulo\n\n**, aka Gnaeus Domitius Corbulo\n\n|\n\n|\n\nGovernor of Germania Inferior from 46.  \n  \n**\n\nCornutus\n\n**, aka Lucius Annaeus Cornutus\n\n|\n\n20-?\n\n|\n\nRenowned teacher from Leptis Magna in Libya. Slave of Seneca the Elder but\nfreed in his will. Subsequent employee of _Palaemon_. Tutor of _Britannicus_ ,\nas well as of _Persius_ , _Quintilianus_ , _Lucanus_ & _Helius_. Lover of\n_Servius_.  \n  \n**\n\nCrassus Frugi\n\n**, aka Marcus Licinius Crassus Frugi\n\n|\n\nd46\n\n|\n\nInfluential friend of _Claudius_. Killed because of the intriguing of\n_Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nCrispina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n31-?\n\n|\n\nEstranged wife of _Caius Silius_ , who helped to betray his plot with\n_Messalina_ to usurp _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nCyllin\n\n**\n\n|\n\n41-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A son of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nCynon\n\n**\n\n|\n\n43-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A son of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nDidius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n27-?\n\n|\n\nSuccessful gladiator & assassin for _Agrippina_. Earlier suffered a malicious\npenectomy when a legionnaire in Britannia.  \n  \n**\n\nDomitia Lepida\n\n**\n\n|\n\n5 BC-?\n\n|\n\nMother of _Messalina_. Sister of the first husband, _Gnaeus Domitius\nAhenobarbus_ , of _Agrippina the Younger_ & therefore aunt of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nDomitianus\n\n**, aka Titus Flavius Domitianus\n\n|\n\n24th Oct 51-?\n\n|\n\nYounger son of _Titus Flavius Vespasianus_ & brother of _Titus_.  \n  \n**\n\nDoryphorus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n28-?\n\n|\n\nSlave & intimate of the murdered freedman of _Claudius_ , _Polybius_. Later\nfreed to be assistant & intimate of _Narcissus_. Subsequently lover of his own\nassistant, _Helius_ , with whom he forms the early secretariat of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nEpaphroditus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n32-?\n\n|\n\nPersonal slave of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nEurgain\n\n**\n\n|\n\n38-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A daughter of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nFaenius Rufus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nAlly & lover of _Agrippina_.  \n  \n**\n\nFaustus Cornelius Sulla Felix\n\n**\n\n|\n\n22-?\n\n|\n\nHalf-brother of _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nGalba\n\n**, aka Servius Sulpicius Galba\n\n|\n\n3 BC-?\n\n|\n\nFavoured by Augustus, Tiberius, Caligula & _Claudius_ with various important\npositions, including the governorship of Germania Superior. Intimate with\n_Titus Vinius_.  \n  \n**\n\nGallio\n\n\n|\n\n|\n\nBrother of Seneca the Younger. Governor of Achaea in Greece.  \n  \n**\n\nGladys\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A daughter of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nHelius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nFormer Rhodian slave. Younger brother of _Apollinus_. Freed by _Palaemon_ to\njoin lover, _Doryphorus_ , in Imperial service.  \n  \n**\n\nHylas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n42-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian slave of _Musonius Rufus_. Named after Hercules\u2019 boy love. A\n\u2018thlibias\u2019 or \u2018shattered\u2019 eunuch.  \n  \n**\n\nJames\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nJesus Christ\u2019s eldest brother. First Bishop of Jerusalem.  \n  \n**\n\nJunia Calvina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , sister of _Junia Lepida_ , _Marcus Junius\nSilanus_ , _Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.\n\nWife of _Aulus Vitellius_ but divorced after being falsely accused by him of\nincest with her brother, _Lucius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nJunia Lepida\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , sister of _Junia Calvina_ , _Marcus\nJunius Silanus_ , _Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nKallikles\n\n**\n\n|\n\n28-?\n\n|\n\nCorrupt athlete from Sidon.  \n  \n**\n\nLleyn\n\n**\n\n|\n\n42-?\n\n|\n\nBritannian of the Catuvellauni tribe. A son of _Caratacus_.  \n  \n**\n\nLollia Paulina\n\n**\n\n|\n\nd49\n\n|\n\nFormer wife of Caligula. Executed as a result of the plotting of _Agrippina_.  \n  \n**\n\nLucanus\n\n**, aka Marcus Annaeus Lucanus\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nFrom Corduba, capital of Baetica in southern Hispania. Nephew of _Seneca the\nYounger_. Early companion of _Nero_. Later became pupil in Rome of _Cornutus_\n& intimate with both _Persius_ & _Quintilianus_.  \n  \n**\n\nMelankomas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n29-?\n\n|\n\nGreat boxer from Halicarnassus in Caria. Lover of _Athenodoros_.  \n  \n**\n\nMessalina\n\n**\n\n|\n\nd48\n\n|\n\nThird wife of _Claudius_. Empress from 41. Executed for unsuccessfully trying\nwith _Caius Silius_ to usurp her husband.  \n  \n**\n\nMusonius Rufus\n\n**, aka Gaius Musonius Rufus\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nEquestrian & philosopher from Volsinii. Pupil of _Palaemon_ , owner of the\nslave boy, _Hylas_ , beloved of _Bicilus_ & adopter of _Achilleus_ & _Tyanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nNarcissus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nFreedman secretary of _Claudius_ , across whose desk all official\ncorrespondence passed, so making him responsible for oversight of much of the\nImperial bureaucracy. Helped foil the attempted coup of _Messalina_ in 48 &\nsubsequently opposed the ambitions of _Agrippina_ whilst supporting those of\n_Britannicus_ , for which cause he enlisted the secret court help of _Bicilus_\n, _Doryphorus_ & _Helius_. Occasional dinner host or guest of _Palaemon_ & his\nfriends. Possessed a fortune worth 400 million sestertii.  \n  \n**\n\nNero\n\n**, aka Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, formerly known as Lucius\nDomitius Ahenobarbus\n\n|\n\n15th Dec 38-?\n\n|\n\nSon of Gnaeus Domitius Ahenobarbus & _Agrippina the Younger._ After the\nlatter\u2019s marriage to _Claudius_ , he was adopted by the Emperor & appointed\n\u2018Principes Iuventatis\u2019, or \u2018first youth\u2019. Pupil of _Seneca the Younger_ &\n_Petronius_ & intimate friend of _Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nNerva\n\n**, aka Marcus Cocceius Nerva\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nSon & grandson of famous eponymous lawyers. Close friend of _Rubellius\nPlautus_ & lover of _Silius Italicus_.  \n  \n**\n\nNigerinus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nNullified black eunuch. Rescued by _Cephas_ from prostitution to become a\nfreedman of _Aulus Plautius_ & an undertaker.  \n  \n**\n\nNymphidius Sabinus\n\n**, aka Gaius Nymphidius Sabinus\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nProduct of an affair between _Gaius Caligula_ and _Nymphida_ , the daughter of\nthe Imperial freedman, Callistus.  \n  \n**\n\nOctavia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n39-?\n\n|\n\nDaughter of _Claudius_ & _Agrippina_. Elder sister of Britannicus. Betrothed\nto _Lucius Junius Silanus_ until he was falsely accused of incest with his own\nsister.  \n  \n**\n\nOtho\n\n**, aka Marcus Salvius Otho\n\n|\n\n28th April 32-?\n\n|\n\nFrom Ferentium in Etruria. Son of Lucius Salvius Otho, who earned praise &\nadvancement from _Claudius_ for unearthing a plot, & Albia Terentia. Married\nto _Poppaea_.  \n  \n**\n\nPalaemon\n\n**, aka Quintus Remmius Palaemon\n\n|\n\nd50\n\n|\n\nHugely successful & wealthy teacher despite the dislike of both Tiberius &\n_Claudius_ for his early morals & supposed ostentatious lifestyle & arrogance.\nComposed an important handbook on grammar & famous for introducing modern\nLatin poets, such as Virgil, into school curricula. Tutor of _Musonius Rufus_\n, _Persius_ & _Quintilianus_ , as well as briefly of _Britannicus_. Employer\nof _Cornutus_ & acquaintance of _Narcissus._ Freed _Helius_ from slavery, plus\nhis own lover, _Axenius_ , who became his heir and guardian of his educational\nachievements.  \n  \n**\n\nPallas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nEnormously wealthy freedman of _Claudius_ , responsible for financial matters,\nincluding the operation of the state treasury, or \u2018aerarium\u2019. Earned the\nalliance & sexual favours of _Agrippina_ by recommending to the Emperor that\nshe become Empress after the demise of _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nPaul\n\n**\n\n|\n\n1-?\n\n|\n\nOriginally part of the Jewish Diaspora living in the largely Greek city of\nTarsus in Cicilia. A Pharisee & Roman citizen who violently opposed the\nnascent Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect before undergoing a supposed miraculous\nconversion. Held significantly different views to the creed\u2019s leaders, based\nin Jerusalem, such as Jesus\u2019 brother, _James_ , many of whom had actually\nknown Christ. Nevertheless, he was allowed to spread his own version of the\nfaith, which became increasingly estranged from that espoused by the\nleadership, & to seek converts from amongst the gentiles in the Hellenic &\nRoman worlds. He was aided in the latter ambition by dropping the normal\nJewish requirement for circumcision & dietary restrictions. Accompanied in his\njourneying by, amongst others, _Barnabas_ and then by _Timothy_.  \n  \n**\n\nPeleus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nPirate captain father of _Achilleus_. Eventually captured & crucified with his\ncrew.  \n  \n**\n\nPersius\n\n**, aka Aulus Persius Flaccus\n\n|\n\n34-?\n\n|\n\nBurgeoning stoic poet from Volaterrae in Etruria. Pupil of _Palaemon_ &\n_Cornutus_. Friend of _Musonius Rufus_ & intimate with both _Quintilianus_ &\n_Lucanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nPetronius\n\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nWit & writer, whose taste for the good life earned him the sobriquet of\n\u2018elegentiae arbiter\u2019 or \u2018arbiter of elegance\u2019. Estranged companion of _Titus\nVinius_. Friend of _Palaemon_ & early intimate of _Bicilus_ & _Apollinus_.\nTeacher in creative writing of _Britannicus_ & _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nPlautius\n\n**, aka Aulus Plautius\n\n|\n\n10 BC-?\n\n|\n\nClose friend of _Claudius_. General responsible for overall control of the\nsuccessful invasion of Britannia in 43, subsequently becoming the new\nprovince\u2019s first Roman Governor. Husband of _Pomponia Graecina_ , natural\nfather of _Aulus Plautius Minor_ & adoptive father of _Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nPlautius Minor\n\n**, aka Aulus Plautius Minor\n\n|\n\n43-?\n\n|\n\nNatural son of _Aulus Plautius_ & _Pomponia Graecina_ & adoptive brother of\n_Suffuscus_.  \n  \n**\n\nPliny the Elder\n\n\n|\n\n24-?\n\n|\n\nEquestrian soldier & polymath. Lover after _Palaemon_ of _Axenius_.  \n  \n**\n\nPlutarchus\n\n**, aka Lucius Mestrius Plutarchus\n\n|\n\n40-?\n\n|\n\nFrom the Boeotian town of Chaeronea. Met his intimate friend, _Tyanus_ , in\nDelphi. _Musonius Rufus_ first interested him in history.  \n  \n**\n\nPolybius\n\n**\n\n|\n\nd48\n\n|\n\nFreedman of _Claudius_ , responsible for library & research matters. Killed\nfor allegedly trying to rape _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nPomponia Graecina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n2-?\n\n|\n\nWife of _Aulus Plautius_ & friend of _Cephas_ , who awarded her the baptismal\nname of \u2018Lucina\u2019. Natural mother of _Aulus Plautius Minor_. Helped to save\n_Nigerinus_ from prostitution & her adoptive son, _Suffuscus_ , from\ndestitution.  \n  \n**\n\nPoppaea Sabina\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nWife of _Otho_. Granddaughter of the late Poppaeus Sabinus, who had been a\nConsul and later gained triumphal insignia for campaigns in Thrace, as well as\nbeing Governor of Moesia for a remarkable 2\u02dd decades.  \n  \n**\n\nPosides\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nEunuch freedman of _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nPriscilla\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nWife of _Aquila_.  \n  \n**\n\nQuintilianus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n34-?\n\n|\n\nTrainee lawyer, with career aspirations also in education, from Calagurris on\nthe river Ebro in the district of Vascones in the province of Tarraconensis in\nHispania. Pupil of _Palaemon_ & _Cornutus_. Friend of _Musonius Rufus_ &\nintimate with both _Persius_ & _Lucanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nRubellius Plautus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nGreat grandson of the Emperor Tiberius. Son of the younger sister of\n_Agrippina_ , Julia Livilla, whose exile, for alleged adultery with _Seneca\nthe Younger_ , & then death were orchestrated by _Messalina_. Cousin of\n_Nero_. Friend of _Nerva_ & _Silius Italicus_. Lover of _Apollinus_.  \n  \n**\n\nRufus Pudens Pudentius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nVery rich Roman half-brother, sharing the same mother, of _Paul_. An assistant\nof _Aulus Plautius_ & friend of _Aquila_ & _Priscilla_.  \n  \n**\n\nSarapion\n\n**\n\n|\n\n15-?\n\n|\n\nStade champion at the 204th Olympiad in 37 & first full-time trainer of\n_Athenodoros_.  \n  \n**\n\nScapula\n\n**, aka Publius Ostorius Scapula\n\n|\n\n|\n\n2nd Roman Governor of Britannia. Captured _Caratacus_ & sent him & his family\nto Rome.  \n  \n**\n\nSeneca the Younger\n\n**, aka Lucius Annaeus Seneca Minor\n\n|\n\n4 BC-?\n\n|\n\nNative of Corduba capital of Baetica in southern Hispania. Son of the\nrhetorician of the same name and therefore termed \u2018The Younger\u2019. Uncle of\n_Lucanus_. Returned from political exile by _Agripinna_ to become her\nprincipal adviser & tutor to her son, _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nServius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n29-?\n\n|\n\nEunuch former galley slave. Slave of _Palaemon_ , freed to live with lover,\n_Cornutus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilanus, Decimus Junius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nThird son of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , brother of _Junia Calvina_ , _Junia\nLepida_ , _Marcus Junius Silanus_ & _Lucius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilanus, Lucius Junius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n26-?\n\n|\n\nSecong son of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , brother of _Junia Calvina_ , _Junia\nLepida_ , _Marcus Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_. Betrothed to\n_Octavia_ , daughter of _Claudius_. Falsely accused of incest with sister,\n_Junia Calvina_ , & later committed suicide on the day that _Agrippina_\nmarried _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilanus, Marcus Junius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nFirst son of _Aemilia Lepida Minor_ , brother of _Junia Calvina_ , _Junia\nLepida_ , _Lucius Junius Silanus_ & _Domitius Junius Silanus_.  \n  \n**\n\nSilius Italicus\n\n**, aka Tiberius Catius Asconius Silius Italicus\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nEarly companion of _Nero_. Later friend of _Rubellius Plautus_ & lover of\n_Marcus Cocceius Nerva_.  \n  \n**\n\nSribonia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n33-?\n\n|\n\nElder daughter of _Caius Silius_ &, with sister, _Tullia_ , first mistress of\n_Bicilus_. Exiled to Africa after father\u2019s execution.  \n  \n**\n\nStachys\n\n**\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nConverted as a youth into the new Jewish \u2018Christian\u2019 sect in Byzantium by\n_Andrew_.  \n  \n**\n\nSuffuscus\n\n**, aka Aulus\n\nPlautius Suffuscus\n\n|\n\n37-?\n\n|\n\nName assumed by the adopted son of _Aulus Plautius_ & _Pomponia Graecina_.\nAdoptive brother of _Aulus Plautius Minor_. Originally rescued from\ndestitution by _Cephas_ , helped by a coin given by _Musonius Rufus_. Becomes\nearly intimate school-friend of _Nero_.  \n  \n**\n\nThomas\n\n**\n\n|\n\n4 BC-?\n\n|\n\nTwin brother of Jesus Christ. Resident of Thyatira, Lydia, Asia Minor.  \n  \n**\n\nThrasea Plautus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nNoted stoic critic of the Principate as a form of government.  \n  \n**\n\nTimothy\n\n**\n\n|\n\n31-?\n\n|\n\nTravelling companion of _Paul_ , from Lystra, Lycaonia.  \n  \n**\n\nTitus Flavius Sabinus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nElder brother of _Titus Flavius Vespasianus_. Like his brother, fought in the\ninvasion of Britannia in 43 but later became even more successful in Roman\npolitics.  \n  \n**\n\nTitus\n\n**, aka Titus Flavius Vespasianus junior\n\n|\n\nDec 41-?\n\n|\n\nOlder son, born in a Roman slum tenement, of _Titus Flavius Vespasianus_ &\n_Flavia Domitilla_. Brother of _Domitianus_. Best friend of _Britannicus_ , to\nwhom he is 10 months younger.  \n  \n**\n\nTitus Vinius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n27-?\n\n|\n\nEstranged companion of _Petronius_. Cause of the temporary enslavement of\n_Bicilus_ on a galley. Intimate with _Galba_ , whose influence saved him from\na worse fate than exile for stealing one of the favourite cups of _Claudius_.  \n  \n**\n\nTraianus\n\n**, aka Marcus Ulpius Traianus\n\n|\n\n30-?\n\n|\n\nFrom Italica in Baetica in southern Hispania. Saved _Persius_ , _Quintilianus_\n& _Lucanus_ from being raped by soldiers.  \n  \n**\n\nTullia\n\n**\n\n|\n\n35-?\n\n|\n\nYounger daughter of _Caius Silius_ &, with sister, _Sribonia_ , first mistress\nof _Biclius_. Exiled to Africa after father\u2019s execution.  \n  \n**\n\nTyanus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n40-?\n\n|\n\nName, derived from original birthplace, afforded boy rescued from street\nprostitution in Alexandria & adopted by _Musonius Rufus_. Intimate friend of\n_Plutarchus_.  \n  \n**\n\nValerius Asiaticus\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nInfluential friend of _Claudius_. Forced to commit suicide because of the\nintriguing of _Messalina_.  \n  \n**\n\nVenutius\n\n**\n\n|\n\n|\n\nKing of the Britannian Brigantes tribe that betrayed, despite his opposition,\n_Caratacus_ of the Catuvellauni to the Romans. Husband of Queen _Cartimandua_\n, who advocated the betrayal.  \n  \n**\n\nVespasianus\n\n**, aka Titus Flavius Vespasianus senior\n\n|\n\n9-?\n\n|\n\nRoman general. The fortunes of his stolid rural paternal & maternal families\nhad been rising for some time, with centurions becoming tax collectors & then\nbankers. He himself had been appointed both a Quaestor & an Aedile during the\nreign of Caligula. However, his career really took off not long after the\nbirth of his first son, _Titus_ , thanks to the influence of his more\nsuccessful elder brother, _Titus Flavius Sabinus_ , & the friendship and\npatronage of _Narcissus_. Subsequently served successfully in both Germania\nand Britannia, taking part in over thirty battles and subduing the Isle of\nWight. It was his soldiers who were responsible for the capture of both\n_Axenius_ & _Bicilus_. He was rewarded for his victories with triumphal\ndecorations and a substitute consulship, the latter being a great honour for\nsomeone of such humble lineage, as it bestowed nobility.\n\nForced to adopt a rather low public profile after the marriage of _Claudius_\nto _Agrippina_ because of his association with her rival, _Narcissus_.\nFathered a second son, _Domitianus_ , in 51. He retained a strong rural accent\nthroughout his life, which many other patricians considered uncouth.  \n  \n**\n\nVitellius\n\n**, aka Aulus Vitellius\n\n|\n\n5-?\n\n|\n\nScheming son of one of the one of the most fawning but successful friends of\n_Claudius_ , Lucius Vitellius. Ally & lover of _Agrippina_. Nickname of\n\u2018spintria\u2019, or \u2018sexual artiste\u2019, earned for his debaucheries with Tiberius\nwhen a boy. He carried his love of vice into adulthood.  \n  \n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 58, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 299, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Keven Wins Again", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TG", "Summary": "She identifies weakness. Moves in. Wins", "Text": "` Met Missy in 1979. She was 16. but, I couldn't resist. Later met Keven.\nSomewhere around 1986. Well connected through her mother in Jr. league and the\nlike. She was quite legal. Though very domineering. Wound up being her room-\nmate for a time and we knew each other's stories after a while. She knew about\nMissy. Then years past after my time with Keven. I met Goldie around 1990,\nalso 16. That ended. Then next thing i know Keven is back in my home town.\nTurns out her mother is best freinds with the female state legislator who\npushed through into law castration legislation. Keven is in heaven. She\nmanages to get me to agree to chemical castration. I submit. What a\ndifference. Next thing I knew I was in an aerobics class with Goldie and\nKeven. Then, one day, while the \"Supremes\" blared out \"The Happening,\" Missy\nslides in next to me during the warm-up. I knew \"surgical castration\" was\nnext. And it was.  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Stub is a good slave", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "A male (stubbed slave) services his master as trained", "Text": "I knelt as instructed and found myself gazing at my masters erect \norgan and thighs. \n\nI loved his organ for it's throbbing power and I adored it for it's \npent up cruelty. Though I was male I would never know throbbing \nerections again.I would know lust though and desire \nhot , dark and unending. My master had removed my penis a year ago \nand left me with balls so I would know ache and long agony for him. \nHe promised that he would teach me to love the ache between my legs \n,as his power, and he promised that the ache and endless agony would \ntrain me in deeper and deeper levels of slavery to him....he'd kept \nthe wondeful, awful promise.\n\nNow naked and kneeling before his powerful thighs and erect organ I \nheard his command.\n\n\"Stub \", his favorite name for me since my cutting, \"please your \nmaster\".\n\nHis voice was full, husky with the cruel edge i loved so much.\n\nI started as usual with the kiss of my respect on his organs head.I \nthen tasted his organ fully sliding it as deeply as I could into my \nmouth. My balls ached sharply as I serviced him\nwith all the submission I could muster. My little stub - less than a \nquarter of an inch - mimic'ed erection but it was the cruelest of \njokes. He came grabbing my head painfully by my hair\nand as trained I swallowed him.\n \nWhat was left over he rubbed on my face particularly in my nostrils \nso the smell of him would torment me for hours.\n \nI am conditioned to believe that the more I swallow of him the more \nI'm enslaved. The taste of him and the smell of his maleness,\nsweat and cum are the sweetest of my pleasures except for the gift he \ngave me of never ending ache and agony.\n \n I've spent hours screaming passionate repitious sayings; hours in \nhis hypnosis and other of his mind control rituals incalculating the \nbelief system he desires for his slaves.\n\n I have done well with his training and he favors me with his \nharshest most cruel attentions.\n \n I do love the ache....stub is a good slave.\n \n I now kneel with my knees spread as far apart as I can manage. I am \nnow upright kneeling spread this way.....I close my eyes and await my \nmaster's kick between my legs. I must pay for the honor of pleasing \nhim....I wait aching between my legs with his smell and taste\nadding to my sweet torture.\n\nMy scream, as he kicks me, is more of adoration than sharpest pain as \nmy master training continues.\n\nStub is a good slave.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 29, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Punnishment For Adulterous Couple", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, Clitoris Destruction", "Summary": "A pair of adulterous lovers caught in the act have their sex organs made incensitive. Their sex organs are pierced thousands of time using a power tool until they become totaly numb with scar tissue.", "Text": "Donna and Greg had met each other at a convention. They were instantly\nattracted to each other. This soon tuned into a torrid love afair, they met\nwhen ever and where ever they could.\n\nAt first no one suspected anything. Gregs wife Pamela soon noticed a lack of\naffection and Greg's defensiveness when asked why he was working late more and\nmore.\n\nDonna had a sudden interest in new underwear and Woolworths brands were no\nlonger good enough. Her husdand David had no clue to what Donna was up to.\n\nThat all changed suddenly.\n\nSmedley's Invesigations hired by Pamela had the dates, times, pictures and\nvideo. Jack Smedley produced the evidence to Pamela on Friday and by Monday\nhad the identity of Donna and her husband Greg.\n\nJack Smedley contacted David by phone on Wednesday and was showing him the\npictures and video via internet by Thursday.\n\nDavid met Pamela on Saturday and they followed Jack to the latest place where\nDonna and Greg were meeting for sex.\n\nThey burst in to catch Donna riding Greg and at the point of orgasm. Donna\njumped off the bed even as spunk was still shooting out of Greg's cock.\n\nGreg and Donna were handcuffed and dragged naked out of their love nest. They\nwere roughly bundled into a van and driven out of the city followed by Pamela\nand David in Pamelas car. Soon they enter a driveway in a secluded part of\ntown and Greg and Donna are bundled inside. Greg is cuffed to a cross bar his\nankles are then shackled to the floor spread eagle fashion. Donna is then set\nup the same on the opposite wall facing Greg.\n\nJack unpacts a power drill. Fitted into the power drill is a tool with a disc\nset on a oblique angle so that when it rotated it wobbled on the shaft. Next\nattached to this is a pad with 12 needles fitted into it. The wobble disc is\nattached to the needle pad and the power drill started. The wobble dic rotates\nrappidly and as it passes over the needles they push in and out.\n\nPamela takes the drill and pushes the needle pad against Greg's balls. She\nturns on the drill and presses forward. The wobble disc rotates slowly and the\nneedles stab in and out of Greg's balls. Greg screams and blood bribbles down.\nPamela pushes the trigger all the way in and at full speed the needles are\ngoing in and out at blurring speed. Gregs screams louder and when Pamela pulls\nthe drill back the balls are just a bloody mush with thousands of little\nneedle hole oozing blood. Pamela then presses the needle pad against Gregs\ncock head and pressing hard on the trigger. The needles went in and out again\nat blurring speed and thousands of needle holes cover his cock head. Pamela\nreached out and rotated Gregs cock and pressed the needle pad against Gregs\nphrenem and drove the drill hard again and thousands more little holes are\ndriven into it.\n\nGregs sex organ will never give orgasm again.\n\nNow David takes the drill and holds the needle pad hard against Donna's clit\nhood and prepared to start the drill. Donna begged and begged again but before\nshe could say another word David activated the drill and the needles drove\ninto Donna's hood and the clit hiding underneath. Her screams are deafening\nThousands of needles pierce her clit over and over as a trickle of blood\ndribbes down her legs. David pulls the drill back and little spurts of blood\nshoot out. Daved replaces the needle pad against her labia and operates the\ndrill again at full speed. Thousands of tiny pierceings all over her pussy\nlips. Soon she is just wimpering and Daved witdraws the drill and watches the\nblood dribbling onto the floor.\n\nGreg and Donna are released and they slumped to the floor their sex organs\nruined. They never strayed again.\n\nPamela would feed Viagra and testosterone to Greg whenever she wanted sex but\nGreg could never cum ever again.\n\nDonnas clit and hood and labia had no feeling and David would take great\npleasure to ram his cock into her now very tight pussy three times a week.\n\nIf you are playing around STOP.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 35, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 47, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Ooops", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Man with an over developed sense of autoerotic play ends up short of time and parts", "Text": "` This is partially based upon a true event. The location of the story, and\nthe part being asphyxiate have been changed. `\n\nWashington DC:\n\nKen had a deep abiding interest in castration. He read everything he could\nabout the subject from actual castrations to sex reassignment. He was young,\nwith sandy hair and a firm, athletic body. It was assumed that he had a\ngirlfriend somewhere, though no one seemed too interested in finding out just\nwhere. Certainly none of his constituents back home ever thought anything\nabout his lack of romantic entanglements- and so long as she did not turn up\ndead or was not a member of the Mafia or a spy, no one cared at home.\n\nKen had never really had any interest in girls when he was younger. And being\nattracted to boys has been sort of beaten out of him as a child. So, he had\nhis three \u2018lovers'. Each one was something like a dentists chair. In the\ncenter of two of the chair were dildos to stimulate his prostate, and in the\nfront was a device to castrate himself. Marcus had an iron grip in the form of\na motorized clamp. Lucius was very clingy with his little noose of wire that\ncould very easily cut through his scrotum and cords in a heart beat. And\nlastly, there was Olivia with his tight little mouth to bite off his balls.\nShe was the most dangerous. He only went to her when he had been away a long\ntime from his lovers.\n\nThey were set up in a triangle, a set of monitors in the center showed him\nwhat ever porno movie he wanted. And given that it had been such a long month\naway from his lovers, he chose Olivia to do the honors that night. He stripped\nout of his work clothes to reveal a pair of stockings and a garter-belt that\nhe always wore, hit the switch on the DVD and sat down. Olivia's metal mouth\nengulfed his balls in their embrace. The blades would, when activated,\ncauterize the wound. But it would never come to that. He set the timer for\nfive minuets. He would probably shoot a lot sooner. He stuck the little sensor\ninto the tip of his penis and activated the whole thing. He did not know\nprecisely how it worked, but his contacts on the black market assured him it\nwould work and it did.\n\nWhen he came, the whole mechanism would shut down and he would be safe one\nmore time....\n\nHe watched as the two luscious lesbian women moved and sucked their way across\nthe screen. He was hard very quickly, but having problems concentrating on\neither the screen or his erection. Minuets ticked by quickly. His dick felt no\ncloser to exploding. The timer wound below a minuet. Now it was a long stretch\nof frantic pumping to get off in time. He practically slammed his penis and\ncould feel it getting a little raw. He gasped in triumph as finally the first\njet of semen shot out of the end of his penis and dislodged the sensor.\nBut....\n\nAt the same moment, he felt the heated jaws of Olivia snap shut. To his horror\nhe had been but a few seconds late.\n\nBelow him, he heard his balls splashing into the jar that would preserve them\nforever.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The lure.", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, NULLIFICATION, implied snuff", "Summary": "", "Text": "I don't care if they live or bleed to death. I doubt many do live, after all,\nI choose men who live alone. Harry was my forth victim. He was tall, quite fat\nand had short brown hair. He lived. I met him on a website. He'd been dumped\nrecently and wanted a new girlfriend. I found a picture of myself and using\nthe miracle of photoshop changed me from a tall, tanned black haired girl to a\nshort white blond, with a small nose, white teeth and plucked eyebrows. I\nthinned the lips, raised the brow, shortened the chin, and made the ears\nsmaller, and pierced. Then I posted it on a 'find true love' website. I said I\npreferred men who lived alone in quite neighborhoods, as I had finished work\nas a small time actress and wanted my privacy. I also said I lived in Atlanta,\nthough I live at the other side of America. Then I waited. I got a lot of\nlooks, but hey, who doesn't want to date a beautiful, single, actress. Then I\nfound Harry. He wanted to be a Captain and was training for it. His training\nwould soon be cut short by a long trip to the hospital. I went straight to his\napartment for the first date. I dressed in slutty clothes and a blond wig, so\nI wouldn't be recognized and stepped into his apartment. I lied and told Harry\nthat I'd been to the beach, to get my tan. He smiled and the horror he would\nface began.\n\n\"Are you a virgin?\" I asked\n\n\"Yeah.\" He replied. I felt in his pants.\n\n\"Oh. Large one.\" I whispered.\n\nHe then pulled me into the bedroom and lay me on the bed. I pulled off his\ntrousers and underwear and began to suck his dick. It wasn't large, it was\nsmall enough to fit in my mouth, balls and all. Then I bit down. Harder and\nHarder. Then he cried out and fainted as I bit it in two. Blood spurted out. I\ngave him a sleeping pill and went round the house to wipe away the\nfingerprints and marks on the carpet. My sister runs a prostitution business\nand I rang her number, told her it was done. I then left an advert for her\nbusiness on the sideboard, making sure Harry's fingerprints on it. Then I\npicked up everything I had. When I checked the clock. It was 3:30 in the\nmorning. I put the wig back on and put the clock ahead an hour and then\nsmashed it on the way out. Left no fingerprints again and left. I looked like\na prostitute. Then I left. I was never there.\n\nA slut was.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Amazon Series: Part V -- Nutcracker (Amazon City Ancient History Museum)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Instruments to torture and crush balls used by the Amazons", "Text": "Introduction Panel\n\nThe nutcracker was invented during the Gender War Period, when the \nmale rebellion crushed by their balls.  Most historians agree that \nsoldiers of the 17th Scout Company invented the device.  They used it \nto interrogate prisoners, both in reconnaissance behind enemy lines \nand in camp.  The original nutcracker was a simple pair of pliers, \nmade of wood or metal, with a small cup at the crushing end to hold \nthe balls.  Within a year of its invention, the nutcracker became a \nfashion in the Amazonia Army.  Every soldier and officer had one and \ncarried it all the time.  Nutcrackers were made of precious metal and \ndecorated with jewels.  The pliers shape was retained.  But length \nand sizes differ greatly.  Strictly speaking, many are jewelry, not \nnutcrackers.  Due to their sizes and shapes, it would be very \ndifficult to use them to crack a male\u2019s nuts.  \n\nThe original design was the One-Cup Version.  Both nuts were put in \nthe cup and crushed.  The Two-Cup Version, with one cup for each nut, \nwas invented in the Post War Period.  All existing Two-Cup \nnutcrackers are expensive and highly decorated.\n\nThis collection include only those that can function as nutcrackers.  \nEvery item in this collection had been used to crack nuts.  From the \nearliest days of the nutcrackers, the practice was to cut off the \ncock after crushing the nuts.\n\n\n\nExhibit A \u2013 Original Nutcracker\n\nThis iron nutcracker is from the 17th Scout Company of the Gender War \nPeriod.  It is an object of tremendous historical value.  The scratch \nmarks indicates that it saw extensive service in the field, such as \ninterrogation of prisoners during reconnaissance behind enemy lines.  \nHistorical records show that this was an extremely effective tool of \ninterrogation. Merely putting their balls in the cup was enough to \nmake captives talk. Captured males often told all even before the \nhandles were squeezed.  The short handle means that the solder and \nher captive had close physical contact during interrogation.  The \ncaptive was often aroused.  \n\n\n\nExhibit B \u2013 Nutcracker for Sex Slaves\n\nThis silver nutcracker is from the period immediately following the \nGender War Period.  In shape and sizes, it closely resembles the \nOriginal Nutcracker.  The metal bar between the handles is a safety \nfeature.  It prevents the cup from closing totally and crushing the \nballs.  This feature appeared only in nutcrackers of the Post War \nPeriod, when nutcrackers were used in S&M; sex.  The metal bar is \nadjustable, allowing the mistress to control the limit of the squeeze \nand thus the pain.  The adjustable bar is a feature of expensive \nnutcrackers.  Cheap one tend to have fixed bars.  The bar is \nremovable, allowing the mistress to crack the nuts.  The exquisite \ndetails and etching of this nutcracker indicates that the owner was a \nhigh ranking officer or priestess.  The screw was almost in mint \ncondition, indicating that it was rarely used.  \n\n\n\nExhibit C \u2013 Nutcracker for Sacrifice\n\nThe West Mountain Region, homeland of the 17th Scout Company, adopted \nthe use of nutcrackers in the Annual Sacrifice Ceremony after the \nwar.  It was the only region where this practice flourished.  During \nthe Annual Sacrifice, balls were crushed before they were cut off, \nwith the cock.  This practice lasted almost eighty years before it \nwas gradually abandoned.  The reason was that too many priestesses \nwere aroused.  Some dragged the ceremony on while others cut it short \nto make love in their chamber.  Gold cups were used only for the \nlater period.  The style of this item indicates that it was made in \nthe later period, just before the practice faded.\n\n\n\nExhibit D \u2013 Tiny One-Cup Nutcracker\n\nThis exquisite platinum nutcracker was designed by High Priestess \nElaina from the West Mountain Region.  It was produced by the famous \nartist Michelle S., who was Elaina\u2019s lover for three years.  The \nunique feature of this nutcracker is the small size of the cup.  Only \none nut can be cracked at a time.  Both Elaina and Michelle S. were \nbisexual who enjoyed S&M; sex.  One of them would mount a slave while \nthe other used the nutcracker on him.  Cracking one nut at a time \nallowed them to use the slave twice.  They could both enjoy mounting \nand riding the slave when his ball was crushed.\n\n\n\nExhibit E \u2013 Nutcracker Machine \n\nDuring the immediate post Gender War Period, individual male \nrebellion still took place.  Rebelling males, if not captured \nimmediately, always raped their mistresses.  Rebel rapists often had \ntheir balls tortured before execution by castration.  The prisoner \nwas tied to a bench, his nuts put in the iron cup.  A bucket was put \non the wooden platform.  Water was then poured in.  The adjustable \nspring mechanism balanced the weight of the bucket perfectly.  Only \nthe weight of the water was on the nuts.  The executioner adjusted \nthe force on the nuts by adding and removing water from the bucket.  \nUsually, after a day or two, water was allowed to drip into the \nbucket until the nuts were cracked.   Only five machines of this type \nare known to exist.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "At the Y 2", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Inside info on the Roulette games at the Y", "Text": "Hi my names Mary, and I just thought I give you the inside scoop\nabout the Roulette game we have at the Y every saterday night.\n\nThe truth is we run the game. Us women you know. Not many of you\nguys seem to suspect it but we do. Wives, girl friends, sisters, \nmothers, all off us. The whole idea was ours.\n\nThe whole thing is really just a way of getting even, you see.\nYou fellows aren't quiet a smart as you'd like to believe. We talk.\nWe know a lot more about your doings then you'd think. We know who\nis cheating on his woman, who beats their wife, who the rapists are\nand a lot more. \n\nWell, anyway we came up with this game to punish those men who\nmissed behaved. You'd think it was random luck wouldn't you? but it's \nnot. We know who is sitting where, and do are best to ensure\nthat the \"loser\" gets his!!!\n\nThe Other night when you say that father and son get it? Well you\nwouldn't know this, but they were takeing turns with daughter of that \nfamily. So I guess we put and end to their fun now didn't we?\n\nAny way here is what we normally do with the gonads once they\nare cut off.  The wife/girl friend is usually allowed to take them\nand do with them as she sees fit. Some just throw them away, others\nkeep them. I know one lady who had them made into a necklace, and \nanother who keeps them in a jar. Every once in a while the brings\nthem and taunts her husband with it.\n\nIf the woman doesn't want them, we store them away in a freezer,\nand when there are enough, we usually call for a \"girls night\". Then\nwe have a nice little party, where they make some pretty tasty \nsnacks. You'd be surprised at the number of delightful dishes they\ncan be used in!!.\n\nOh, and of course there are on occassion a night where we have\nno specific victim in mind, and then we just do it randomly, but it's \nnot nearly as rewarding...\n\nThe otherday one of the girls suggested a special night, where\nwe nut 49 of the players, and leave only one guy whole. Now just \nthink how lucky he would feel.\n\nBut the most amazing thing of it is this, the men play the game\nall on their own. Who would have thought tht they'd be lineing up\n50 at a time, just to risk their balls. Men are so silly!", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 32, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Brief", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Short story.", "Text": "` A very well dressed matron walked into the farm supply store, purse and\nmanila envelop in her hands. `\n\nThe storeowner walked over to her and asked: \u201cCan I help you madam?\u201d\n\n\u201cWhy yes, you can, what kind of tools do you have for castrating.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat kind of an animal are you going to geld?\"\n\n\u201cMy husband.\u201d\n\n\u201cMadam, you can\u2019t do that it\u2019s against the law and inhumane to boot.\u201d\n\nWithout a word the woman opened the manila envelope and displayed a series of\npictures showing her husband and the storeowners young wife in various\ncompromising positions sans clothes.\n\n\u201cAh yes I see the need now to have this violent stud altered, right over on\nthis counter. In this instance I would recommend a banding tool and a very\nsharp gelding knife.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 8, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Loida's Revenge", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "I fantasized about Loida trying to bite off my penis. I enticed her to my apartment for the erotic act to occur. She left my blood in her mouth and my cock was scarred.", "Text": "` He and Loida shared contempt for one another. They had enjoyed brief passion\nand affection. He hated her because she had not consummated the relationship.\nShe had broken faith. He was vindictive and humiliated her with cards he\nmailed to her with lewd remarks and unthinkable slurs. She came to hate him\nmore than any man she had hated before. He began to fantasize about having her\ncome over and trying to bite off his penis. He needed time to nurture courage\nand develop a plan. One day after drinking several margaritas he called her.\nShe new almost immediately it was he. She wanted to hang up the phone. He told\nher he wanted to give her a chance to be vindictive. Initially she was\nincredulous. Deep down though she was intrigued, she never had an opportunity\nto inflict revenge on men the way she desired and held in contempt. She\nremembered how much she hated him. Here was an opportunity for her to act upon\nher hatred and contempt. She asked about how he thought up the idea. How did\nshe expect him to do it? Where? How could she trust him? She was reluctant to\ndo it in her house; her mother lived with her in the house. She knew it would\nmake a mess and even a scene. He told her they could do it in his apartment.\nShe reluctantly agreed. They planned it for that Friday night. `\n\nHe was agitated and distracted that day. He could not wait to get home. She\nwould come over @ 9pm. He waited eagerly and impatiently at home. He had\nalready drunk one bottle of wine to reduce fear and pain, which was\ninevitable.\n\nShe ringed his buzzer, he could not believe it. He let her up to the\napartment. She rang the bell. He opened the door. She looked as beautiful as\never. Her mouth was glistening with glossy lipstick. She snarled slightly, but\nthen feigned a smile instead. He let her in. She took off her jacket. Neither\nof them felt comfortable having a conversation. She was nervous but\ndetermined. He was nervous but excited. She didn't want to undress. Nor did\nshe want him to undress. Her was dressed in a pair of gym shorts. She had a\nblouse and pair of jeans on. She brought with her an old shirt- she knew there\nmight be blood. She had her hair back. She asked where he wanted her to do it.\nThey decided on the extra bedroom. They walked in. He put a towel on the\nfloor. They decided that he would sit down in a chair. She kneeled down. He\nlowered his gym shorts and underwear. He was having a full erection. To show\nin part her contempt she wore a pair of hospital gloves. She did not want her\nhands to touch his penis. Her face was known drawing close. He could fell her\nwarmth. She led his penis firmly and opened her mouth. He could see her\nluscious lips and glistening white teeth and barely caught a glimpse of her\ntongue. He saw her head draw close. She held his penis firmly and brought her\nhead and mouth closer. Soon her mouth wide open covered the head and shaft of\nhis penis. It was warm, he felt her moist breath, and then, he felt her\nincisors clamp down on his shaft. The pain was intense, but so was the\npleasure. She didn't move she bit down as hard as she could. It was hard for\nher to gnaw on it because of the awkward position. He felt her incisors break\nthrough the skin. There was blood oozing it the site of the biting. He could\nbarely feel her tongue on the undersurface. Her teeth were clinched and her\nlips rose. As hard as she bit she could not bite through his penis.\n\nShe then shifted her molars over the shaft and tried to gnaw at the shaft. He\nsaw her move her head, her lips relaxed and he felt them gently touch his\nshaft. He felt more of the tongue, which she could not retract. But the pain\nfrom the bite overwhemled the wet soft surface of her tongue. She sensed the\nblood oozing form the shaft bite. The skin was tearing but she could not bite\nall the way through. Her jaw was weakening, she gradually weakened her bite.\nShe could now sense the blood in her mouth and blood was tracking down the\nshaft of the penis and down her lip and chin and dripping onto the towel on\nthe floor. She tried pulling the shaft away with her bite now gripped again by\nthe incisors. They penis stretched somewhat and the blood kept oozing. She did\ntear away some of the skin and made a gash in the shaft exposing the caverosa.\nThe dorsal vein of the penis now flowed blood where it had been punctured by\nher canines. She shifted to bite more with her canines on her right. He felt\nthe puncture further into the cavernosum. He was losing his erection, as the\npenis shrunk she renewed her clinched bite and the incisors gauged deeper. It\nseemed as though she were now through the fibrous tissue and down to the\nurethra, but he couldn't tell. She began to strangely feel remorse and disgust\nat herself. She loosened her grip and pulled away. She looked at his penis.\nThere was blood over the shaft. They top and bottom had deep teeth\nlacerations. His penis though was not bit off. There was a faint glistening of\nsaliva on the glans, quickly covered by the oozing blood. She got up, washed\nher face, rinsed her mouth and proceeded to leave. She told him she wished she\ncould have bitten it off. She was happy though that his penis would be\nscarred. She said let us try it again next week. He looked a t his penis; he\nrinsed off the blood and saw the deep bite lacerations that would be there\nforever.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 103, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Human Male Gonad Plant - Before the Harvest - Part 4", "Tags": "BI, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Sam Sloan is a Human Male Gonad Plant who has to sacrifice his cock, balls and sack every four years for the sake of medical science. Then a regeneration seed is implanted in him and his sex organs slowly grow back only to be harvested again. This is the story of his third harvest and the strange twist of events that changed his life forever.", "Text": "Part 4 - Human Male Gonad Plant: Before the Harvest\n\nI awaken with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. The day is \nhere. A day filled with excruciating pain, as I lose my cock, balls \nand sack. Though this is my third harvest, it isn't any easier then \nbefore. I know now what to expect and knowing makes it all the \nworst. Words cannot describe what I will experience. \n\nI got the routine down thoroughly. Take a long shower and then \nshave my groin area. Of course, someone at the harvest clinic will \nshave me again with a surgical razor but I have to get the rough \nhair removed. Oh, then take several Fleets enemas until my bowels \nare clear as the day I was born. They don\u2019t like Gonad Plants \nshitting all over the place if they lose bowel control during the \nharvest. \n\nI stand naked in front of the bathroom mirror fondling my cock and \nballs. They are so great. Perfect proportions. As I examine myself \nmy cock hardens. \n\nJerry enters the bathroom. We had fantastic sex the last couple \ndays. Since the good doctor explained that no more semen tests will \nbe given, I have been able to share my hot creamy cum with my \nfriend. And he has loved every drop of it. The first load I gave \nhim was in his hot ass. I must have drained a gallon inside him. \nSome actually trickled out as I pulled my cock out of him. And he \nhad cum the same time I pumped him full. \n\nAh, Jerry stands behind me reaching around fondling my low hanging \nballs and taut dick. His crotch is pressed up against my ass. Now \nhe is stroking it with his special touch. \n\n\"Joe,\" he says, \"I want to prep you this morning. Shave you and \ngive you those damn enemas. I want to be as much a part of this \nfucking harvest as possible.\"\n\nSmiling I reply, \"Only if you suck my dick dry.\"\n\n\"Need you even wonder?\" my good friend responds, \"your cock is \ngoing to be my treat for a long as time allows. I want to drink \nevery ounce of cum from your body. Have a problem with that?\" he \nasks smiling.\n\nAs we head towards the bed I ask in a very serious tone of \nvoice, \"Jerry, you are going to be there with me today and do the \nfinal cut and snip?\"\n\nWithout hesitating he responds, \"Not my favorite thing, but for \nyou, yes. I will do what you want me to.\"\n\nA tremendous wave of relief rolls over me. I just need him to do \nthat. Don't need some idiot medical student taking my package \nwithout any emotion either good or bad. \n\nLaying on edge of bed with legs spread apart feet resting on bed \nrail. Gawd, he is sucking on my balls. He holds the right one in \nhis mouth. Feel his tongue caressing it like a lover's hand. His \nright hand strokes my hard shaft as his left index and middle \nfinger ease up inside my asshole and begin to press on my prostate. \nNot taking long this time! Cock is throbbing as I feel my sperm \nmove up my shaft. Jerry pops my ball out of his mouth and holds my \ndick in front of his face until the first spurt. He opens his mouth \nand I jet my jism into his mouth. He takes my cockhead now and lets \nme flow over his wet hungry tongue. I hear a soft moan as he holds \nmy load in his mouth before swallowing it.  \n\nNow he is lifting my balls and reaching my asshole with his cum \ncoated tongue. Oh! Gawd! Feels so fucking good as he rims me and \nprobes me. Dick staying hard as he continues ministering to my \nbrown pucker hole. Feel another cum stirring. \n\n\"Fuck, ride my hard cock!\" I cry out. I hold it in as I get on my \nback on the bed. Jerry crawls on top of me and directs my dick to \nhis ass. I slide easily inside him because my meat is still coated \nwith his saliva and some of my remaining cum. \n\nJerry throws his head back as he fucks my cock with his tight ass. \nI explode another huge wad deep into his bowels and his load shoots \nall over my face, chest and stomach. It amazes me how much cum this \nguy can pump out. I wipe some of his spunk off my face and chest \nwith my fingers and offer it to him. He eagerly accepts it licking \nmy fingers clean. He is now licking his cum off my body.\n\n\n\"Damn, I love to feel your cum running out of my ass!\" he exclaims \nsmiling ear to ear, \"I'm going to miss that so much!\" He starts to \ncry. I hold him and let him release his sense of impending loss. \nWhat a special friend I have here.\n\nI know the few hours I have, as a man, will pass quickly. But going \nto enjoy them as much as humanly possible.\n\n(Continued as Part 5 - Human Male Gonad Plant - The Harvest)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 77, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Last Arousal", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION, True Story", "Summary": "True story of a Thai man who had two women on the go and lost \\'everything\\'....", "Text": "` From the ANanova site, filed 17-02-2002. `\n\nWIFE CUT OFF HUSBAND'S PENIS AND TESTICLES OVER AFFAIR\n\nA Thai woman has allegedly cut off her husband's penis and testicles after\ndiscovering he was having an affair.\n\nPolice say Ubon Pitiano struck with a kitchen knife after arousing him in\ntheir bedroom and threw his severed genitals into a neighbouring banana\ngarden.\n\nDoctors have been anable to attach Asis Pitiano's manhood.\n\nPolice claim his 33-year old wife has confessed to the attack at the couple's\nhome in Yala, saying she was upset her husband had lost interest in her.\n\nWhen she discovered he was having an affair with a Malaysian woman she planned\nto get her rvenge, police allege.\n\nReporters from the Thai Rath newspaper tried to speak to Mr Pitiano, but\ndoctors said he is too distressed and is receiving counselling.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 8, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Fantasy", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Just as the title suggests..Thecia\\'s Fantasy.&nbsp;This story is mostly fiction and not for minors.&nbsp;As always I welcome coal and gold miners.", "Text": "Thecia's Fantasy  \n  \n\nI\u2019m a 30 year old, female \"cutter\". I live and work in the southwest part of\nthe US. I do most of my \"cutting\" in Mexico now. Law enforcement became\ninterested in my support network a few months ago and I decided, discretion\nbeing the better part of valor, to only cut in Mexico from now on.\n\nI\u2019ve been e mailing with a guy I\u2019ll call JM for some time now. He has an\nunderlying need to be cut. He\u2019s not sure of this, but I am. I\u2019ve seen many\nlike him before.\n\nFrom here on the story is fiction.\n\nI\u2019ve arranged to meet JM in Eagle Pass, TX. for the trip together to Mexico.\nMy friend and sometimes co-worker, Jill is with us. She is there at JM\u2019s\nrequest. He only knows her from my stories here on EA.\n\nWe stayed in a local motel that night. His only request is that we severely\ntax his stamina before I take his manhood. Jill and I are up for the task. So,\nApparently is JM. His bulge shows in his Levi\u2019s , this is even before we enter\nthe room. I had seen many photos of his \"equipment\" prior to this, but here\nand unwrapped it was still impressive. Especially his ripe full balls.\n\n  \nJM was very much into his balls. I had seen pictures of him hefting a 45-pound\nOlympic weight with only a clothesline and his impressive set.\n\nHe liked them and was proud of them.\n\nJill began by opening her blouse a little and giving him a slow warm kiss. I\nsat cross-legged on the bed behind him and rubbed his back and neck. I let my\nwarm breath caress his neck.\n\nBy the way, this was defiantly not part of my service. I had grown quite fond\nof JM and wanted to make his last sexual encounter into a man\u2019s greatest\nfantasy. Or at least the best that I knew how to give.\n\nJill, who is always up for a new game, went along with me.\n\nOur intention was to drain him completely. Exhaust him and let him go to sleep\nwith a smile on his face. We fulfilled our plan, although he also held his\nown. Jill and I were both very well sated.\n\nIn the morning, he drove his own car to Mexico. Jill and I went in her\nhatchback. I had made arrangements for the use of the clinic room as I always\ndid. This was to be a little more complicated than usual because, at JM\u2019s\nrequest, the whole sac was to come off.\n\nI was dressed in jeans with a light blue halter-top and Jill had short shorts\nand a very brief white halter-top. Her more than ample breasts testing the\nseams on the cotton material. I usually wear a white lab coat when I cut, but\nthis time we were going to add to his pleasure. He had won a spot in my heart,\nso I wanted this to be perfect.\n\nI looked him in the eye and said, \"I\u2019m going to cut your balls off\". Like a\nsignal his nice thick cock sprung to attention. This happens often to men who\nknow that they are about to be \"Cut.\"\n\nJill and I undressed him together. Gently touching his body as we did. When we\nunwrapped his equipment, that cock was still in the most erect position and\nhis big balls hung low from the Mexican heat. We had shaved him carefully the\nnight before, so he was almost ready.\n\nAs I laid out my instruments, Jill worked herself out of her tight shorts, the\nhalter was next. I\u2019m always impressed with Jill\u2019s body. She intimidates me a\nlittle. In fact I feel like a boy next to her. I\u2019m told that I have a great\nbody, but there is something about her 5\u2019 8\" frame and hourglass figure that\njust draws eyes to her, both men and women. Despite this, JM\u2019s eyes stayed on\nme. He followed me as I went about my business. I could feel the lust and need\nemitting from him.\n\nAs I had promised him we began to make his fantasy come true. Jill slipped her\nlips over his substantial cock. Slowly working him. I slipped out of my top\nabout then. Jill climbed up on top of the table and straddled him with her\ndancers thighs. She lowered her neatly trimmed pussy down gently onto his\nlips. I took over on his erection. Slowly working him. I gently mouthed his\nhanging balls and ran my tongue up and down his rock hard shaft.\n\nAs I handled his big balls, I reached for and loaded my elastrator. Slipping\nthe rubber restrictor onto the jaws of the device, I applied three dabs of\ninstant glue to the rubber band and worked it over his bulging sac. The glue\nwas to keep the band from moving after the cut.\n\nAll the while I kept returning to his raging hard on. Licking it and sucking\non it. As the second band found it\u2019s position I tossed the elastrator aside\nand felt for my cutter. I would use a shear that I had used before rather than\nmy scalpel.\n\nI could feel his cock harden and its large helmet widen. He was almost there.\nHis balls would have tightened at this time but for the heavy bands. I\npositioned the big shear around his now purple sac.\n\nI felt the first tiny spurt and I tensed. The second massive spurt filled my\nmouth to overflowing. Each shot seemed to be more, massive amounts just\npouring from his shaft. After what seemed like the hundredth spurt\u2026really\nmaybe sixth or seventh. The huge flood of cum ebbed.\n\nAs the very last little drop came out I brought my hands together on the\nhandles of the shear. His big, plum like balls hit the table as an over ripe\nfruit would. I\u2019ll never forget the noise they made. Sort of a ker plop. The\nbands held and there was very little bleeding.\n\nJill told me later, with a wink, that she thought JM had broken her cummer.\nShe had lost count after ten orgasms. I remember looking at his face only to\nsee it covered with Jill\u2019s juices.\n\nFrom there the story was routine. I tended the wound and washed the removed\npackage in alcohol and put the newly severed nuts into a formaldehyde filled\npeanut butter jar.\n\nJM stayed in Mexico for two days to recover. Jill and I went home the\nfollowing day. I still have his balls and they still are an impressive set.\n\nRespectfully submitted,\n\nThecia\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 98, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Blood Rose - The Python (part 1)", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Straight, Lesbian, Bi, Ballbusting, Castration", "Summary": "<STRONG><EM>INTRODUCTION:</EM></STRONG> <BR><BR>Welcome to the world of Blood Rose, a most deadly female assassin with ballbusting <BR>and femdom tendancies. The story of Blood Rose is ever expanding and as more stories <BR>continue to be published, the more we shall know of Blood Rose and her past from <BR>early childhood to her days as a contract killer. I hope you enjoy reading this <BR>particular chapter entitled 'The Python'. This chapter is the lead up to part 2 of <BR>'The Python' and focuses on getting to know Blood Rose and Boots, as well as some <BR>information on The Python himself.<BR><BR><EM>Thanks for reading and drop me a line some time&nbsp;at: bustednuts69@hotmail.com</EM>", "Text": "` `\n\nRose lay sprawled over the worn old couch in her dimly lit apartment. The loud\nnoises of the busy New York overshadowed that of the television set. Thunder\nand lightning lashed outside in the stormy weather, the light excentuating\nRoses large,  \nrounded breasts which lay relaxed against her chest, nipples protruding\nslightly due to the room temperature given off by the air conditioner. Pouty\nyoung lips were at easy and her beautiful green eyes hidden by sleep depriven\neyelids. Her hair fell  \nacross her face. It was about shoulder length, parted down the middle and dyed\nred as the blood of her many victims. Although you wouldn't know it by\nlooking, Rose was an assassin, or contract killer as she prefered to be known,\nunder the alias of Blood Rose. Little know Rose's true identity of that when\nshe was but a small child, nor what lead her into the business. She was a\nmysterious and sexy woman. A dark horse. And, although amongst the most deadly\nof women in the industry, her apartment was a dump. Used pizza boxes lay\naccross the floor, a tea stained couch, small television set and little other\nfurnishings could be found amongst the cheap, dark  \nbricked complex.\n\nKnock, knock, knock!\n\nRose's eyes lit up and she sprung to life. Bare breasted and dressed only in\nher underpants she rolled off the couch and reached for her pistol. She slowly\nmade her way to the door, on alert for any unwanted visitors. Her exposed,\nslender legs and smooth thighs moved slowly as she crept up closer to her\napartment door.\n\nKnock, knock, knock, knock!\n\nThis time quicker and more violently. Then she heard a familiar voice...\n\n\"Rose!\" came a muffled voice from the other side of the door, \"Rose its Boots,\nopen up, please!\"\n\nHer cries sounded distressed and desperate. Rose immediately let loose and lay\ndown her weapon. She opened the door and her old friend Boots entered the\nroom, teary eyed. Boots was an african-american woman, one of Blood Rose's\nclosest friends. She wandered over to the couch and slumped down, her perky,\nblack breasts jiggled as she did so. Boots was dressed in a tank top and mini\nskirt stretching around her large thighs, underneath her large trench coat.\nShe was soaked through and through, and had mud all over her knee high leather\nboots, as to which may have brought about her nickname Boots. Boots did not\nbelong to the industry of contract killing, but rather that of a prostitute.\nMore precisely, a femme. She was not paid for sex, but to deal punishment on\nmen which they found sexually arrousing. She sat their sobbing in the palms of\nher hands.\n\n\"What's the matter Boot's?\" asked Rose, concerned for her friend as she sat\ndown next to her. She put her arm around Boots' neck, her naked breasts\npressing against Boots' smooth, wet skin.\n\n\"You were the only one I could... I could talk to\" her face rose from her\nhands, with teary, red eyes.\n\n\"What about Terry?\" Rose inquired.\n\n\"I divorced that mother fucker two years ago! I caught him sleeping with some\nlittle blonde-girl tramp!\"\n\n\"That bastard... why didn't you come to me sooner?\"\n\n\"Couldn't\" Sobbed Boots, \"I'd been serving a two year jail sentence in London\nfor grevious bodily harm... I took the liberty of castrating that cheating\nprick.\"\n\n\"Serves that wanker right for what he did to you... but what's wrong now?\"\nRose asked.\n\nBoots' reply was blunt. \"The Python.\"\n\n\"The Python?!\" exclaimed Rose.\n\n\"You know of him, right?\"\n\n\"He's amongst the largest of drug lords in New York... famous for the size of\nhis dick around these parts, hence the name.\" Rose spoke in spite, \"Fucking\nmen will do anything to inflate their ego's. Why do you mention hi-\"\n\nShe suddenly stopped there and remembered one more thing about The Python.\nShe'd heard about it off the street and read it everywhere... the strings of\nrape victims that all lead back to him. He'd managed to get past the courts on\nall three times he was dragged in. He had both the Jury and the Judge bribed\nwith hefty sums of money, cheating the system and successfully at that. Rose\nstared into Boots' eyes and suddenly realised the truth.\n\nShe'd been raped.\n\n\"He... he didn't\" Rose stammered.\n\nBoots began to tear up and managed to nod her head before burying herself in\nRoses arms, using her soft bosoms as refuge from the world. Rose merely lay\nback in shock, comforting her friend. So much had happened since they'd last\nseen each other... It was a shock to hear the news.The night dragged on, Boots\nexplaining how and where it had happened. Aparently she had been called in as\nThe Python's femme for the night. However, upon arriving two of The Python's\nmen drew their guns and made her strip down and let the bastard have his way\nwith her. Rose offered Boots some coffee and the two talked long into the\nstormy night.\n\nThey soon awoke the next morning, atop of one another. Boots was a bi-sexual\nand was very comfortable amongst the contact of other women, as was Rose,\nbeing a lesbian. Rose would often use sexual tactics against some of her\nvictims as a 'cock tease', but never enjoyed sex with other men. Boots' face\nwas buried amongst Rose's cleavage, napping quietly upon her soft chest\npillows. Her thighs and legs were wrapped around one anothers, entangled\ntogether. Boots' maskara had run onto a small portion of roses breast from the\ncrying she had been doing the previous night. Rose soon awoke from her slumber\nand slowly edged her way out from underneath Boots, trying to allow her to\nsleep for as long as possible. She covered her with a small blanket that lay\nsprawled across the floor and went to fix herself a coffee whilst pulling her\nblack panties out of her perky, perfect ass. Whilst the kettle boiled, Rose\nput a shirt over the top of her lovely honeys, covering them from the eyes of\ncivilians down below in her large windowed apartment.\n\nAs she sat and drank her morning brew, Rose began to think of the events told\nby Boots that night, her run in with The Python and all the trauma she must of\ngone through. She decided then and there that she would put an end to it all,\nand seek justice for her friend Boots.\n\nRose would soon dismember one of New York's leading drug lords,  \nThe Python.\n\n**_TO BE CONTINUED IN \"Blood Rose - The Python (part2)\"_**\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 75, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Cement Cock Ring", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Fucking around with the wife of the local crime boss cums at a high price.", "Text": "` Cement Cock Ring `\n\nby Allen Baker\n\nAt least, that's what Manny's goons called it. A cement cock ring. I called it\nthe end of my life as a man.\n\nIt was diabolically simple enough. A five gallon plastic tub with a small hole\ncut in the side. Small enough that it hurt like hell when they forced my balls\nand cock through. Small enough that I couldn't struggle to retrieve them\nwithout the use of my hands, and they were bound behind me. Then they reached\nin an forced a two-inch leather ball stretcher onto the neck of my sack,\nforcing my nuts to the very pit of their pouch. So there I sat with my legs\ncurled around the plastic tub as I watched in horror as the two burly guys\nmixed a wheelbarrow full of cement.\n\nI had to just sit there and shout around my gag as they filled the tub with\nthe heavy mixture. I felt and saw it plop into the tub as they poked and\nshoved it with a stick to remove any air pockets. It sloshed up and around my\ncock and balls. As the bucket filled I groaned with the increased weight\npressing down on my nuts. A sickness grew in the pit of my groin with the\nunrelenting pressure. I passed out.\n\nSomewhere in my dream filled unconscious, I was again with Janice, Manny's\nwife. I was dicking her again as she squirmed under me. She shrieked out in\nher excitement, just as the goons stormed into the bedroom and hauled my naked\nass off her, interrupting my nearing climax. Her screaming mingled with my own\nas I came to and again felt the extreme pain in my balls. My shouts were\nignored.\n\nThe cement had hardened. The goons were attaching a hoist to the metal ring\nembedded in the center of the cement. I soon had to struggle to my feet to\nkeep from being suspended by my nuts. They moved the cement and me to the back\nof a pickup and tied down a tarpaulin as cover. Chicago's winters are brutal.\nIt was freezing out, and my teeth soon chattered. I found grim humor in the\nfact that the only warm parts of my body were those surrounded by the still\ncuring cement.\n\nIt wasn't a long ride to Manny's boat docked on Lake Michigan. I was soon\nshivering on the open deck of the small yacht as we headed out into the open\nwater. I had no illusions as to my fate. Manny had the reputation of being the\nmost cruel of the Windy City's mafia crowd. I had known that even before I'd\nfirst fucked his woman. But at the time, her allure had convinced me it was\nworth it. Now I knew better.\n\nAll too soon, the captain killed the motor, and we drifted in the dawn's mist.\nThey attached the hoist to the ring again and moved my manhood's cement home\nover the edge of the boat, pulling my thighs tight against the rail.\n\nOne of the goons slapped me hard on the ass, and reached out to the ring. I\nwas breathing heavily and shaking badly. I thought he was going to release the\ncatch and send me plunging to my watery death. Instead he clipped a small\nchain to the ring. At the end of it dangle a pocket knife. The other goon\nuntied my hands and removed the gag.\n\nThe first one spoke. \"Manny's not such a bad guy, really. He's giving you a\nchoice. You can let yourself drown, or you can cut yourself loose.\" Then he\njust grinned as the diabolical delima formed in my head. The only way to live\nwas to cut off my own cock and balls! I'd have to deprive myself of the\ninstruments of my downfall or die.\n\nThat's as far as I had time to think before they released the concrete weight\nthat pulled me over the side. There was really no choice but to fight the\nbuffeting water for the knife and slash into my tender, beloved tissues. I had\nnever before wondered if you could cry tears underwater. Oh yes, you can. You\ncan.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 33, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Christine goes to America", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "Christine displays her trophies and sets out to collect more", "Text": "Christine goes to America\n\nI met Christine at the centre. We sat and had tea in the inner courtyard. She\nwas more neatly dressed than usual. Her normal shapeless black jalabaya was\ngone. She wore a fawn robe, which did extend to the foor, but was waisted and\nshowed an inkling of her petite figure. From the high neck to the robe she\npulled out the necklace of her trophies. There were four crystal balls. Each\nwas 5/8 of a sphere. Attached the gilt back of each was a victim\u2019s clitoris.\nThey were arranged with the largest to the centre.\n\n\u201cI hear you had your revenge on the group, who tormented you.\u201d\n\n\u2018I think you can see the revenge,\u2019 she replied, \u2018But there\u2019s one missing.\u2019\n\n\u2018Philomena has left the country. I think you\u2019ll have to give her up.\u2019\n\n\u201cOh no, I\u2019m off to America. I intend to return with her clitoris dangling in\nmy necklace. It\u2019ll make a nice centre piece.\u2019\n\nChristine smiled. It was only when she contemplated cutting off another\nwoman\u2019s clitoris, that happiness crossed her face.\n\n\u201cDo you know where she is?\u2019\u2019\n\n\u2018Not yet, but I\u2019ll track her down.\u2019\n\n\u2018If she finds out what you\u2019ve done to her friends, she\u2019ll be on her guard.\u2019\n\n\u2018I\u2019m sure one of them will be in contact. I didn\u2019t render them dumb, just\nsexless.\u2019\n\n\u201cI\u2019m not sure that Sue and the others approve of your actions.\u2019\n\n\u2018Don\u2019t kid yourself. No woman without a clitoris wants others to keep theirs.\nI am just more straightforward about it. Anyway if my arrangements for them do\nnot work out, the Centre will soon be getting new members.\u2019\n\n\u2018What arrangements?\u2019\n\n\u2018I have found places for them in rich families in Upper Egypt and the Sudan.\nThey can look after and teach the children of the families. Given their\ntreatment, the wives will not feel threatened by the them. The Nubian nurses\nwill deliver them in a few days.\u2019\n\n\u2018Nubians?\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh yes, they will have had the full works. I only did the first part. I left\nthe Nubians to excise the inner labia and to infibulate them. They will be\nincapable of intercourse.\u2019\n\n\u2018Maybe they won\u2019t like their new roles and will escape.\u2019\n\n\u2018They can always come here and become members. Perhaps you can create a higher\ngrade of membership for the Pharaonically circumcised.\u2019\n\n\u201cThey won\u2019t be happy to see you here.\u2019\n\n\u2018Probably not, but I\u2019m off to New York tomorrow. I\u2019ll be long gone.\u2019\n\nShe looked out over the centre courtyard and said, \u2018I\u2019ll miss the place, but\nit is time to move on.\u2019\n\n\u201cIs your husband going to miss you?\u2019\n\n\u2018No, he won\u2019t. He\u2019s more embarrassed about our once a month coitus than I am.\nHe knows what his mother did to me and he feels guilty. He can\u2019t enjoy it at\nall. At least I enjoy the stretching.\u2019\n\n\u2018Do you want me to come and see you off?\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh yes, and I\u2019ll show you my bag of tricks, before I pack them.\u2019\n\nChristine was flying at some ungodly hour of the morning, so I arrived at her\nplace at midnight. She openned the door and beckoned me in. Her husband and\nhis other wife were in bed asleep.\n\n\u2018Come in. I\u2019ve got a number of things to show you. Sal and Marion helped me\nput them together.\u2019\n\nSpread on a table were a number of instruments. The included four scalpels, a\nnumber of clips with ring attachments, four wire rings with handles, nail\nclippers and a set of small clamps.\n\n\u2018I am particularly pleased with these.\u2019 She showed picked up one of the\nhandles with a wire ring at the top. The ring was only a centimetre in\ndiameter. She pulled a little lever on the handle and ring contracted\ncompletely. \u201cIt\u2019s very sharp. It might take your finger off. A clitoris has no\nchance.\u2019\n\nShe had also got some leather straps and bondage equipment.\n\n\u2018Your not taking that as hand luggage?\u201d\n\n\u2018Regrettably no. Although I will fantasise about doing one of the stewardesses\nas we travel. I don\u2019t think anyone has done a clitoridectomy at 40,000 feet.\u2019\n\nShe packed the lot away. The taxi arrived and we set off for the airport. She\nchecked in her bags, and walked with me for a coffee.\n\n\u2018You gave me a new lease of life,\u2019 she said.\n\n\u2018By asking you to cut off my clitoris?\u2019\n\n\u2018Yes. I have never felt so excited as when I watched you squirm, pleading for\nme to cut it off. The exhiliration at the moment of excision was ecstatic.\u2019\n\n\u2018Didn\u2019t Andrea turn you on?\u2019\n\n\u2018Yes, but not as much. She was more assertive. You were much more vulnerable.\nI liked the power. Anyway, you were my first!\u2019\n\nShe leaned over and kissed me full on the lips. Pulling away she smiled and\nsaid, \u201cBut I did enjoy doing four at once. I squelched all the way home after\ndoing them. I now have a mission in life, which is also a passion.\u201d\n\nWe walked to the departure gate. She looked up at me, squeezed me round the\nwaist and kissed me again. Then she went off.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 92, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Prick Charming", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Lesbianism", "Summary": "*****", "Text": "` It was a white night. Full moon. `\n\nShe was horny. As always.\n\nShe needed a great fuck. Lanced a lot, so to speak.\n\nShe's the fetish Queen of her Court, the Queendom of Cumelot.\n\n\nLet's go back a few years, when now Queen Erin was then still Princess Erin.\n\nWe'll go way back in time. The Queen is just now 21, so let's go back to her\n18th birthday. That would be, if my math is correct, 3 years ago. 2002 take\naway 3, then this flashback is in 1999.\n\nThe Princess had just graduated with honors from her select private high\nschool. She gave the valor-dick-story address.\n\nShe was at the top of her class because she was at the top of her form. And\nwhat a form that is.\n\nBut just an aside, she's not a real princess or queen, like Elizabeth or\nwhoever. She's just a pretty girl raised by a happily pretty fucked up mother\nwho was just 13 when Erin came into the world. And at 34 her mother is still a\ngreat piece of ass too, so Erin has good genes. And she looks great in short\nskirts.\n\nWe don't need to talk about the things Erin saw her mother get into while she\nwas growing up. You can imagine. Well, even your imagination probably has\nlimits that end before the kind of kink Erin's mother would get into (still\ndoes).\n\n\"Pretty girls don't suck cock.\" Erin learned this early on from her mother.\nBoth Erin and her mother are way more than \"pretty,\" so no cocks between their\nlips.\n\nNot that they don't like a great cock now and then. They do. But they have\nstandards and limits.\n\nThe cocks must come with a good-looking cock maintenance machine (the guy with\nsubject cock). And after the great cock is used to fuck ass and pussy, the\ncock maintenance machine must make sure it does not cum and that he takes it\naway for good after his once-only use for Erin.\n\n\nI'm bored. Sorry.\n\nYou deserve to hear the rest of the story. You won't.\n\nI'm going over to Erin's this afternoon and eat her pussy. She'll at least let\na gorgeous babe like myself go down on her wherever and whenever. I'm lucky.\n\nWhat I won't tell you about is Erin's \"Round Table.\"\n\nShe likes gang bangs.\n\nAnd she likes when the cocks of the day fail in some way. Then she has them by\nthe balls.\n\nBut she does not have them by the balls for long. Because even though she is\nstill holding their balls, she can't literally have them by the balls anymore\nbecause the balls are then no longer connected to the men who had been\nmaintaining them.\n\nLet me make that clear. When she has them by the balls, she cuts off their\nballs. Then she just has the balls by the balls. You can't have balls by the\nballs and men by those balls at the same time. Not logical.\n\nI'll be back in a few days and tell you more, but I need Erin's clit on my\ntongue right now, and I can't talk when my tongue is occupied by things much\nmore pleasing than shaping it to form syllables. Not silly, just true.\n\nI'll send this story in at this point so I can remember where I left off. If I\nhappen to find you with Erin this afternoon, you'll be leaving something else\noff.\n\nThat would be fun for all of us.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 55, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Destiny", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, BI, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Destiny", "Text": "He couldn't resist any longer.  This had been a dream of his, ever \nsince he can remember.  Before puberty.  \n\nhe knows his place, his correct place is at Her feet.  to do with as \nShe please.  To do ANYTHING She beckons him to do...no matter what. \nhe must be devoid of any sexuality.  he must never want and try to \nsatisfy his own personal urges.  \n\nhe must live for Her.  his sexuality must be removed.  he will leave \nall...his wife...children...his career...his so-called 'life' just \nfor the chance that She will take him and change him and use him as \nShe wishes.  \n\nIt all happened so quickly.  \n\nOne day he was just miserable in a sexually disfunctional (his) \nmarriage.  he had somehow had two children.  \n\nThen he was leaving it all...flying to the pacific northwest...She \nknew a Doctor friend who will make him...change him forever to the \nsexless creature he should be.  \n\nSuddenly he was strapped down looking into Her eyes...begging Her to \nremove the last bastion of his old self.  Please please please he \nbegged please castrate me take the manhood away.  Please allow me to \nbe a eunuch slave...just with the opportunity that You might allow \nme to serve You in someway...for as long as You wish.  You own me \nmind, body, heart, soul,...everything...\n\nPlease take me away!! \n\nIt was done....and now he is as happy as can be in his proper place \nserving/suffering for his real owner/controller.  He is now alive.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Kyle goes after Mike's Manhood", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, BI, TG, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Mike has a tiny little dick and some intense fantasies. Kyle takes control threatening to remove Mike\\'s cock or balls or both. What will happen?", "Text": "Mike was a good looking teen. He entered puberty late and had a really tiny\ndick. When he had his school physical, the doctor found that he had a hernia.\nAn operation was immediately scheduled. He went into the hospital and had to\nbe prepped for surgery. The male nurse shaved off his sex hair leaving him\nlooking like a little kid. He was so horny that he jerked off twice that\nnight.\n\nWhen morning came, he was taken out of his room to the operating room. When he\nwoke up, he was in the surgical intensive care unit. His mom and dad were\nthere and stayed while he recovered from the operation. After a few hours, a\nmale nurse took him up to his room. He was able to go home two days later.\n\nThe doctor gave him a note informing the school that he would not be able to\nparticipate in physical education (with the exception of swimming) for the\nnext three months.\n\nThe coach told Mike that he would be getting his gym credit by swimming. Since\nthe seniors had already had their unit of swimming, Mike was assigned to have\nswimming class with the 10th graders. He was not looking forward to the next\nthree months.\n\nMike was very aware of his tiny little, shave penis. It looked so small with\nthe hernia scar just above it. He was very careful to keep the 10th graders\nfrom seeing his tiny secret. He would shower with his bathing suit. When he\ngot to his locker, he would put his towel around his waste and then take off\nhis swim suit. His underwear would go on before the towel came off. He\ncouldn\u2019t help but notice the cocks and pubes on the younger boys in the locker\nroom.\n\nMike kept his secret until the coach decided to watch every guy drop his swim\nsuit into the laundry bin. He stood outside the shower area watching each boy\nstrip and drop their suit into the bin. He was sick and tired of picking up\nswim suits from the locker room and this new arrangement would solve that\nproblem once and for all.\n\nMike stripped off his school issued speedo and dropped it into the laundry\nbin. The coach got a good look at his tiny, shaved package and he smiled as\nthe teen stood nude in front of him.\n\nMike did his best to avoid being seen as he entered the shower room. Both\nKevin and Kyle watched him enter the shower room. They immediately knew his\nsecret. They laughed and made fun of my little boy pee pee. Then they left the\nshower room and entered the locker room.\n\nWhen Mike entered the locker room, Kyle and Kevin called attention to his\nentry. They made sure that everyone knew that he had a tiny, shaved, little\ndick. Kyle asked Mike if his operation was to change him from a boy to a girl.\nBoth Kyle and Kevin had large dicks with thick nests of pubic hair.\n\nMike was really horny after school. He walked home, dropped off his stuff and\nthen started walking to a spot on the river where he would regularly strip,\nstreak, skinny dip and cum. Mike had an elastrator and he would sometimes put\na band on his nuts as he jerked and fantasied.\n\nThat day, he stripped and then put an elastrator band on his balls. The fear\nand excitement of being naked, exposed and banded was a real turn on.\n\nHe would regularly fantasize about getting his nuts or his cock cut off. Today\nwas no exception. He would speak as he jerked.\n\n\u201cCut off my fucking balls. Castrate me and make me a pussy.\u201d\n\nOn other occasions as he jerked he would say:\n\n\u201c I don\u2019t deserve my cock. It is so tiny. Cut off my clit of a dick and make\nme suffer with the desire to cum with no cock and no relief.\u201d\n\nThat day, after school, Kyle caught me talking, jerking and streaking. He saw\nme put the castration band on my nuts and he heard me speaking about getting\nmy cock and balls cut off. I was just about to cut off the castration band\nwhen I saw Kyle coming towards me. He had been watching me for over 30\nminutes. He did not want me to cut that band off.\n\nKyle wrestled me to the ground. Mike was scared to death. The band had been on\nfor 30-40 minutes. Kyle shoved his dick into Mike\u2019s mouth. A few minutes later\nhe came in Mike\u2019s mouth. Then he grabbed the teens dick and balls. He brought\nMike\u2019s own knife up to the base of base of his cock. Then he put the knife\njust below the elastrator band. Mike was convinced that Kyle was going to nut\nhim. Mike felt a snapping pain in his balls and squirted at the same time.\nMike would soon find out that Kyle had cut off the band saving his balls.\n\nBut Kyle now knew Mikes fantasies and secrets. Kyle would soon have his cock\nor his balls or both.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 69, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "At the Hairdresser - Translated by Memberno", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, WARNING, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "A free coupon provides for more than he bargained for.", "Text": "` A Visit to the Hairdresser `\n\nSomehow I imagined it differently. Today is my thirtieth, my thirtieth\nbirthday. How could that have happened so quickly? I was lying on my bed and\nthinking about how old I am. I was in a really bad mood. My friend Tina, who\nwas coming out of the kitchen, had probably noticed that, too.\n\n\u201cHere, I brought your mail along. Maybe you got a few birthday cards.\u201d\n\nShe laid three envelopes on my stomach and lay down by me. It was nice to feel\nher warmth. She took off her worn out T-shirt that she always wore when\nsleeping. It was the only thing she had on. She has a really terrific figure.\nNot too thin, big, jutting breasts that are the perfect size, light brown\nskin, short black hair and a mouth she can perform miracles with.\n\nAs I was opening the first envelope, her hand was slowly making its way into\nmy boxer shorts. There was actually a birthday card in it. \u201cDear Alex, best\nwishes on your thirtieth birthday. Your Aunt Elly.\u201d\n\nShort and to the point. The card wasn\u2019t even very pretty. That didn\u2019t cheer me\nright up. For that there were Tina\u2019s slow masturbating movements.\n\nShe jerked me off slowly with her thumb and index finger and while she was\ndoing it kept pinching my dickhead again and again. It felt beautiful and I\nnoticed that my dick was thanking her for it. It was standing up stiffly in my\nboxer shorts and droplets of pre-cum ran out of its head.\n\n\u201cOpen up the second envelope!\u201d, she demanded softly.\n\nSo, I did, although I now preferred to pay attention to Tina.\n\nBut it was just a mechanically produced birthday greeting from an advertising\nfirm. Who the hell knows where they got my birth date from? I didn\u2019t want to\nthink about it any more, because Tina was opening the button on my boxers and\npulling my stiff dick out. She looked me in the eyes, smiled cunningly, and\nbegan to suck me off.\n\nMy mood improved suddenly. She sucks fantastic cock. For one moment she plays\nher tongue around my dickhead, next moment she has my cock buried up to its\nroot in her mouth. I noticed that I wouldn\u2019t be able to keep from coming much\nlonger. Shortly before I reached the highpoint, she suddenly stopped and\ndemanded that I open the third letter. I could hardly believe it. So, I took\nthe letter and tore the envelope to pieces. It was a coupon. A hairdresser\u2019s\ncoupon. Who the devil is sending me a hairdresser coupon? There was no return\naddress, just the hairdressing salon and a considerable sum. What was I going\nto get done for so much money?\n\nAt this moment, Tina took my stiff and throbbing cock into her mouth again and\nsucked in a simply heavenly way. It wasn\u2019t long until my hot semen spurted\ninto her mouth. She looked at me and swallowed. She swallowed everything that\nshe was able to suck out of my cock. She gives simply splendid blowjobs.\n\nWe were lying on the bed embracing each other. I thought of the coupon again.\nI certainly didn\u2019t know who had sent it to me, but why not use it? A visit to\nthe hairdresser had again become a bitter necessity. So, I decided to look up\nthe hairdressing salon advertised that afternoon.\n\nSo, I went to the salon. I had never noticed it before. A very small salon.\nThe window panes were tinted, so I couldn\u2019t peer in to find out more. So I\nopened the door and went in. Inside there was actually just one barber\u2019s\nchair, one mirror and one corner to sit in. A red-haired woman was sitting\nthere, about thirty years old, about five feet five inches tall and very\nslender. Then I noticed that she had relatively large breasts. \u201cWow, a dream\nwoman! If that\u2019s the hair dresser, this will be my main salon,\u201d I thought to\nmyself. And, in fact, she stood up and asked me what I wished.\n\n\u201cI have a coupon that I got as a gift and wanted to use it here.\u201d\n\n\u201cOh, let me see it. Ah yes, my name is Diana.\u201d\n\nWhile she was examining the coupon, she pushed me toward the barber chair.\n\n\u201cHave a seat; there are a few things we have to do. You know that I can\u2019t give\nyou any change on this coupon? We have to use the coupon up completely. But,\nthat isn\u2019t a problem.\u201d\n\nI sat and wondered how this would go.\n\nShe went quickly into the back room and returned a short time later with a\ncloth cover in her hand.\n\n\u201cSo, we don\u2019t want to get your clothes full of hair.\u201d She came up close and\ndraped the cover around me. For a short time I could feel her breasts against\nmy shoulder.\n\n\u201cWe\u2019ll start by washing your hair. Lay your head back into the basin.\u201d\n\nI did so and she began to rinse my hair with warm water. It felt great, the\nway her gentle hands glided through my hair. She took shampoo and massaged my\nscalp. It was splendid. I was afraid of getting a hard-on. Then she took the\nshower head and rinsed the foam out of my hair. It was neat.\n\n\u201cWell, we had to do that first. Now we want to neaten up your haircut.\u201d\n\nShe combed my hair and reached for the shaver, which was lying in front of me\non the board under the mirror. When she was doing that I was able to get a\nquick look into her dress and noticed that she wasn\u2019t wearing a bra. \u201cWhat a\nturn on!\u201d I thought.\n\nShe kept pressing her tits against my shoulder. It was simply a turn on. She\nput the razor away and picked up the shears. She began to cut my top hair.\n\n\u201cWho gave you such a high-value coupon?\u201d\n\n\u201cToday\u2019s my birthday and it was mailed to me. There was no return address.\u201d\n\n\u201cWell, congratulations. A secret admirer perhaps? Do you have a girlfriend?\u201d\n\nThe situation was erotically charged and I didn\u2019t want to change it.\n\n\u201cNo, right now I\u2019m alone.\u201d\n\nAt that moment she pushed my head back against her sexy tits and continued\ncutting my hair.\n\n\u201cHow is it that such a good-looking guy doesn\u2019t have a girlfriend?\u201d\n\n\u201cI\u2019ve never found the right one. I\u2019m enjoying my single life with all its\nadvantages, if you know what I mean.\u201d\n\n\u201cHow about a shave?\u201d\n\nI felt a bit strange because I had never allowed another person to shave me.\nYet, I agreed.\n\nShe took the razor and a bottle of shaving cream out of the drawer under the\nmirror.\n\n\u201cDon\u2019t worry; this isn\u2019t the first time I\u2019m doing this.\u201d\n\nI could hardly believe it. She sat down with her legs over my lap and began to\nlather my face. She ran her gentle hands over my face again and again. Then\nshe took the straight razor and put it to my neck. With great care she shaved\npath after path. Slowly I noticed how this was turning me on.\n\nSlowly but surely my dick was standing up. I knew she noticed it. After all,\nshe was sitting right on it.\n\n\u201cOh what\u2019s that there? Don\u2019t make me nervous, it could get dangerous,\u201d she\nsaid.\n\nAnd exactly that made me nervous. As she shaved she rocked lightly back and\nforth on my lap. I got a stony hard-on. She took a washcloth and wiped the\nrest of the foam off my face.\n\n\u201cSo, while I have the razor out and you still haven\u2019t used up your coupon, how\nwould it be with a pubic shave?\u201d she asked, \u201cThat\u2019s the specialty of the\nhouse.\u201d I had no time to answer. She dismounted, pulled off the cloth and went\ninto the back room with it. When she came back she had two metal supports in\nher hand. \u201cWe have to put your legs up so that I can work undisturbed.\u201d\n\nShe attached the supports on the left and right arms of the barber chair. Then\nshe kneeled in front of me and opened my pants. She took them off slowly along\nwith my shorts. My hard-on sprang out immediately. She came near it with her\nface and said \u201cThat\u2019s a splendid fellow. That we want to make look really\nchic.\u201d She put my legs into the supports. I lay there as if in a gynecological\nchair.\n\n\u201cI have to fasten your legs now, so that you can\u2019t move them. I will\ndefinitely not cut you.\u201d She fastened my legs with a leather strap. She\nkneeled between my legs again and began to lather up my pubic area. It felt\nwonderful. She rubbed the cold lather into my balls and dick. I thought my\ncock about to burst. I was afraid that I would spurt lather all over myself.\n\nShe took the straight razor and began to shave me. Taking my dick in her hand\nshe began to jerk me off. \u201cThis will be my only salon, for sure,\u201d I thought.\nHer hand movements got faster and faster. My cock and balls jerked.\n\n\u201cWell now, better hold your balls still. It\u2019s not without danger, what I\u2019m\ndoing here.\u201d Easier said than done. When she was finished with the razor, she\nstood up and pulled her smock off. I was right. She had nothing on under it.\nNothing at all. She kneeled down again and took my prick in her mouth. \u201cSo,\nnow we\u2019re going to finish using up the coupon.\u201d With these words she took my\ndick all the way into her mouth. She began to suck and lick. It wasn\u2019t long\nbefore I was near coming. Then she suddenly took my prick out of her mouth and\nstood up. \u201cI have another little surprise for you.\u201d The door to the back room\nopened and I didn\u2019t believe my eyes.\n\n\u201cTina, what are you doing here? I can explain everything.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo explanation is needed. Diana is an old friend who owed me a favor. I sent\nyou the coupon.\u201d\n\n\u201cBut why?\u201d\n\n\u201cI wanted to see if you were faithful to me. Apparently not.\u201d\n\nDiana grabbed me by the head and held the straight razor to my neck.\n\n\u201cDon\u2019t do anything stupid. You have seen how I handle this thing.\u201d\n\nTina stood before me. \u201cYou swine, you\u2019ll pay for this.\u201d She got two cables out\nof her pocket and fastened my arms to the chair. Diana took the knife away\nfrom my neck and locked the front door.\n\nTina seized my balls.\n\n\u201cThese pieces of shit. Just one look at a pretty girl, you can\u2019t think\nstraight anymore. And it\u2019s the fault of these little pieces of shit.\u201d\n\n\u201cTina, just let me explain.\u201d\n\n\u201cThe time for explanations is past. When I\u2019m done with you, you won\u2019t\u2019 have\nany more problem with your balls...\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat are you going to do?\u201d I was slowly becoming panicky. \u201cUntie me now!\u201d\n\n\u201cWhen I\u2019m finished I\u2019ll untie you, not before. Diana, hand me the razor.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, what\u2019re you doing? Let me out of here!!!\u201d\n\nDiana, still naked, gave Tina the razor. Tina put it against my sack. \u201cWell,\nsay goodbye to your nuts.\u201d\n\n\u201cNo, Tina, don\u2019t. I do love you.\u201d\n\n\u201cYou\u2019ll love me all right. And you\u2019ll be forever faithful. I\u2019ll see to that.\u201d\nShe pulled the knife through my sac until it was lying cut off in her hand. I\nscreamed with pain.\n\n\u201cThat wasn\u2019t half bad. The harder part is yet to come.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat are you going to do? Let me loose!\u201d\n\n\u201cYou always said that I gave a heavenly blow job. So, I\u2019m giving you one last\nblow job.\u201d She took my soft penis into her mouth and started to suck. She was\nreally a goddess in this realm. It was so beautiful that I forgot the pain.\nShe blew me on and on.\n\nI noticed I was getting close to coming. I didn\u2019t know if that was possible\nwithout balls. Just before my orgasm, I felt Tina\u2019s teeth on my dick. She\nslowly increased the pressure until it began to hurt. She bit deeper and\ndeeper. I screamed with pain, but Tina didn\u2019t stop. I felt blood running down\ntoward my ass. And then it happened. My prick was completely bitten off. Tina\nstood up and took my prick out of her mouth. \u201cActually I wanted to leave your\ndick on, but Diana refused to participate unless she could have your dick.\u201d\nShe gave my dick to Diana. I saw now that Diana was totally excited. She was\ndripping from her pussy.\n\nThe last thing I saw was Diana putting my dick into her mouth and chewing. She\nchewed on it for a while and then swallowed it.\n\nThen I woke up in the hospital. Tina was sitting on my bed.\n\n\u201cI brought your mail. Perhaps that will cheer you up some.\u201d\n\nBy Trapjaw2003, translation by memberno.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 32, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 232, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Personal Experience", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  Personal Experience  \n\nBy: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive)\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    Memoirs of an Aramco doctor.\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    I'm interested in what you are doing on this site, and wish to add \n    to your archive.\n    \n    I am a retired doctor who once worked for Aramco (The Arab-American \n    Oil Company) from 1947 to 1954, with a one year break for service \n    in the Korean Conflict: 1949-1950.\n    \n    As part of my duties, one day a month I was to visit the palace of \n    the local potentate. The first visit was devoted to examining his \n    family. The next month I gave routine exams to his servants, \n    including two middle-aged, black males complaining of urinary track \n    problems. Upon examination I discovered, to my horror, that their \n    genitals were completely severed. The wounds were very old, and \n    there was much secondary damage, apparently due to post-operative \n    infection. I explained to my host that the problems with \n    incontinence were the product of the crude procedure and that I \n    could do little to help them except to prescribe antibiotics when \n    infections re-appeared. I made the mistake of lecturing the Prince \n    on the backwardness of this tradition. I advised him in no-\n    uncertain terms about the need to avoid such crude attempts to \n    alter the human body, and about the advantages of western medicine.\n    \n    The next month, after a short day examining members of his extended \n    family, One of his servants presented me with two black boys about \n    ten years old. He told me that the boys were destined to the same \n    fate as the two men I examined the last month. The Prince was moved \n    by my discussion with him at that time, and wished that I would do \n    the procedure using the sound, humane methods I had promoted to him \n    at that time! My company was in the midst of protracted talks with \n    the Prince and his family aimed at extending our presence in the \n    country, and I certainly did not wish that the poor wretches would \n    be subject to the traditional methods, so I agreed to conduct the \n    procedure.\n    \n    After that, I was occasionally asked to perform the operation on \n    other boys. I did so a total of seven times before being recalled \n    to active military service in 1949. I inquired as to the origin of \n    these children, and was told that they were sold by their families \n    to pay for the pilgrimage to Mecca. The parents had full knowledge \n    of the fate which awaited their children, it seemed to be a special \n    honor in their faith to be so mutilated and to guard the holy sites \n    of Mecca.\n    \n    I returned to the company in the Fall of 1950, and soon after that \n    time I was presented with three light-skinned boys destined for the \n    procedure. The servant told me that these orphans from North Africa \n    were the product of Arab women and German or British soldiers \n    during the Second World War. One had some Arab characteristics, but \n    the other two could easily pass as an American or European. None, \n    however, could speak much English and chatted with each other in \n    Arabic. I objected strongly to emasculating these boys. The Prince \n    persuaded me to quiz the children themselves on their wishes. \n    Although they appeared to be white, they were under the complete \n    sway of the local faith and even encouraged me to proceed with the \n    operation. They evwen had a rudimentary understanding of its \n    effects (although I can't believe that boys of that age can have a \n    true understanding of the sacrifice involved). The heads of these \n    children were filled with dreams of honored service in the shrines \n    of Mecca. The director of the company, along with the Prince, \n    persuaded me that conducting the procedure would be best for all \n    concerned, so I reluctantly did so. But I insisted that it would be \n    the last time.\n    \n    The company was nationalized several years later. I made \n    substantial sums of money during those years, but continue to feel \n    some guilt over participating in the operations. My only solace is \n    that the children were much better off having the procedure \n    conducted professionally with anesthesia, rather than by the \n    traditional means. I know that other Aramco doctors also agreed to \n    conduct these operations as a \"favor\" to our hosts.\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211212223/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 55, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 40, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Roman Punishment (last part)", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, torture", "Summary": "Captain Martinus completes the punishment of Licu, by slowly and painfully castratig him. The governor then turns his sexually/sadistic attention to Martinus.", "Text": "A Roman Punishment\u2026part 3 and last.\n\nLicus gave little resistance when two of Martinus\u2019 men released his bonds and\nstarted him walking toward the pillory. The testicle beating he just endured\ntook all the steam out of him and he had resigned himself to his fate. They\nlashed his arms to the frame and tied his ankles far apart. His legs were\nspread wide and his manhood quivered in fear. He bucked and jerked in agony\nwhen they pierced his right wrist with the first spike. He screamed and cried,\nthreatening to kill the men doing this to him. But they only spiked his other\nwrist, high above his head, like the right one. So he could not defend himself\nor even struggle very much. The spikes into his ankles were even worse. He\nfinished screaming several minutes after they were done, and the yard went\nsilent for a while. The only sounds were his heavy gasps for air.\n\nMartinus walked over to him, standing eye to eye. Because his legs were spread\nso, Licus\u2019 feet did not touch the ground and almost all his weight was held up\nby his arms.\n\n\u201cLicus you dog, you will suffer as much as I can devise. For I will suffer too\nat the Governor\u2019s hand, for what you have done. Corporal, bring me the tools.\u201d\n\nMartinus reached into the tool box and pulled out a raw hide cord of about 3\nfeet. He tied a loop in one end making a slip knot, and grasping Licus\u2019\nscrotum, tied it around his testicles. Again going to the tool box he\nretrieved a good sized lead weight and tied it to the other end of the cord.\nThis he let down slowly, pulling his testicles downward, until it stopped\ninches from the ground. Licus let out a low groan as the weight pulled his\nthrobbing and swollen testicles downward, stretching his scrotum to its\nmaximum extension. Six to eight inches from his groin. The scrotum started to\nturn a deeper shade of purple as the raw hide creaked. The scrotal skin was\npulled very thin and the veins in it stood out. Each of the twin orbs\nprotruding more each minute that passed. You could almost see each separate\nball inside the sack. They actually looked quite beautiful, compressed like\nthat, side by side. A perfect oval pair of pleasure eggs. Looking at them made\nMartinus\u2019 own penis grow rock hard.\n\nLicus\u2019 face contorted in grimaces as the pain pulled on him. The sweat ran\ndown his chest and his round firm backside, splattering on the ground.\nEveryone in the yard was still, watching the slow castration of the prisoner.\nWatching the cord and weight do its job on his genitals. Watching as his penis\ngrew too. Finally getting fully erect as the throbbing agony of his unmanning\nturned into a tingling sensation that mixed pleasure and pain. Most of the men\ngot hard and some began to squirt in their pants.\n\nLicus grew almost delirious with the pure sensation of his testicles in agony.\nHis head rolled and his eyes fluttered back in his head. He thrust his hips up\nand forward, trying to fuck the air. This caused the weight to pull harder,\nfurther paining his testicles. His penis flopped up and down. It had reached\nits full hardness and erection. It extended out a full 8 inches. Its skin\ntaught around its veined shaft of man muscle. He jerked upwards once. The\nweight yanked up and down with a snap that put an end to his air fucking. He\nsquealed in agony.\n\n\u201cIt is time to speed things up a bit, Licus. After all we are here to witness\na castration.\u201d With that Martinus drew two last items out of the tool box. Six\ninch long, barbed steel spikes.\n\nAs the spikes got closer to his manhood, Licus begged Martinus. \u201cOh please do\nnot put those into me. Pleeee..AAIIIEE!\u201d He couldn\u2019t finish his sentence as\nMartinus inserted the first spike into his left nut. He kept right on\nscreaming as Martinus did the right ball after that.\n\nThe immediate effect of the spikes into Licus\u2019 nuts was of course, agony\nproducing, but the lingering effect was orgasmic. Licus started to cum. In a\nviolent and jerking manner. His cock spurted long ropes of manjuice and the\ncord and weight jerked up and down. Even more violently than prior. His\nwounded scrotum began to rip with each jerk and his testicles came out of the\nsack. Actually popping out one by one. The cord slid down over the empty\nscrotum and tightened around the cords that held his testicles on. They hung\nthere, suspended for a moment in time. Each separate ball, hanging with a\nsteel spike in it. Finally as he stopped pumping juice, Martinus reached down\nand pulled hard on the weight. Licus balls came loose and smacked the ground\nbetween his legs. He let out a deep long grunt not so much of pain, but more\npure sensation, and realization that he was no longer a man.\n\nThe Governor called out. \u201cNow it is time for you to come into my house,\nMartinus, for your own trial. One on one.\u201d\n\nThe governor had witnessed all of Matinus\u2019 unmanning of Licus. He liked what\nhe saw and realized that a talent for man torture that Martinus possessed was\nmotivated by his own testicles. He should keep them, for he would be useful\nand entertaining.\n\nHe would use the wooden paddle on Martinus\u2019 genitals. A long and hard beating\nthat would take him within an inch of being gelded, but not quite. An intense\nexperience, lasting hours, that would change Martinus forever. He would be\nmade to cum, from the beating, three times. His testicles would grow numb\nafter it all. He would heal after a month or two and his testicles would again\nproduce manjuice.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 82, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Neurological Castration", "Tags": "WARNING, PENECTOMY, MINOR", "Summary": "Pediatrician develops a practice of radically circumcising boys in accordance with parent\u2019s wishes that \"men aren't supposed to have a penis until they are married.\"", "Text": "Our minister takes me aside after service while back, and asks for my advice.\nThere's a young man who's been caught masturbating in class, in the school\nbathroom, at the beach, and during the church Service. Isn't there something I\ncould do medically? I suggest that William and his Mom come to my office for\nconsultation.\n\nSo, there they sit. I heard that William, 13, had just recently discovered the\norgasm potential of his penis. Uncircumcised, he found stimulation\n\"excessive,\" according to Mrs. Spiller, William's Mom. His hands were in his\npockets often, stroking. He also knew the wrath of his parents, principal, and\nespecially the minister. He said knew he needed help.\n\nWilliam's Mom, signed the consent form, specifying circumcision and\nfrenectomy. She wanted William's circ to be tight and \"clean.\" I was to\namputate as much of his erogenous tissue as possible. I was ingenious to that\nend.\n\nLike most doctors, I use the gomco clamp. It\u2019s known to give the look parents\nseem to want. Tight, and just a little mucosa left. Because it\u2019s tight, the\nfrenulum is made taunt, and is often therefore excised. So far, so good, but\nmy secret involves chilling the penis, so it gets really tiny. I can apply the\nvery smallest bell to cover the glans for the gomco to clamp. This small bell\nenables me to place the circumcision scar just 1/8-inch below the corona.\n\nWilliam follows me into the procedure room, and lies on the operating table.\nHe\u2019s like an automaton. I give him a general, and start by picking out a gomco\nsetup designed for neonates. Way too small normally for an 13-year-old penis,\nbut 15 minutes of ice and it fit, barely. Clamped, trimmed, and freed of the\nbell, William\u2019s penis was bowed by his now tight frenulum. Snip, snip and\ntrim. All clean, with no frenulum or delta. Nice look.\n\nI explain to William that he\u2019ll have a hard time reaching orgasm, and bound to\nuse lube to be able to masturbate. But now he\u2019s like lots of the men in\nAmerica:\n\n[Abstract\nhere](http://web.archive.org/web/20100612181206/http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/entrez/query.fcgi?db=pubmed&cmd=Retrieve&dopt=AbstractPlus&list_uids=2305537&query_hl=2&itool=pubmed_docsum)\n\nHis mother explains that now he\u2019ll have to wait for marriage to have a penis.\nI pity that woman, thinking of William frantically pounding away.\n\nWord gets around among the regional minister crowd. I guess the Orange County\nliberal \"no routine circumcision movement\" is bust. A stream of kids coming in\nbecause \"Dr. Hawkins gets results.\" So, now I\u2019m mutilating an average of 7\nboys a day. At $375 a pop, takes 20 minutes max.\n\nNationally, 20 of 75 boys on average, or more than 1000 neonates daily in\nAmerica; think, there's a neurological castration going on right this minute.\nWhat a racket.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 41, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The God Jainus", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "The government uses the God Jainus to execute a program of reversible eunuchization in the far future. Feel free to use this story's concepts, including the scrotal lock and phallal plate in your own stories.", "Text": "Jainus\n\nThe street was quiet on this early summer day. It was a holiday today, no\nschool. Some kids were playing on the street - others hadn't even gotten up\nyet. That is when the van started down the street. The van had the mark of the\nGod Jainus - the government's symbol of the program.\n\nPerhaps some explanation of the significance of Jainus and to this tale. Many\nyears ago we had use of a device known as a Stargate. It could be used to\ntravel to distant planets. There was an agressive symbiotic species that ruled\nover man - their slaves. This one particular God known only as the 'System\nLord Jainus' had this propensity for castrating all dissenters before\nexecuting them. Long after we defeated Jainus and her confederates our planet\nfell into chaos. A new dark age started and lasted for a thousand years. Our\nsociety rose up out of that chaos.\n\nInheriting from our ancestors their pantheon of gods, the government uses them\nfor different purposes. This is the story of Jainus.\n\nAs the van approached a few young boys, they noticed it and started running.\nThey didn't get very far though as a stunning force knocked them out. The boys\nknew better than to shout out a warning to others - it would be worst for\nthemselves.\n\nTroops from the van started to go from house to house rounding up all of the\nboys upto a cetain age. Within half an hour they had close to 100 boys sitting\nin a makeshift cage.\n\n\"Boys of Milkshafer Street, you have been selected by the God Jainus to be\ninducted into The Program\" a commander announced.\n\nOne of the boys in the cage blurted out \"But I am not from this street.\"\n\nThe commander annoyed replied, \"You only had to be here to be chosen for this\nhonour.\"\n\nWith that the process was to start, \"Everybody is to now remove their clothing\nand lay it down on the ground.\" Then the boys started to comply - slowly.\n\nThe boys obviously felt a measure of shame. Showing the penis in public is\nobscene, showing the ass is completely normal. It is actually common for men\nand boys to wear clothing that hides the penis but shows their ass completely.\n\nOne by one the boys were taken to a special area inside the van. All of the\nboys, who went in, had a huge erection. The first thing done was a spray on\ntheir private area to remove any hair. With quick action a device was attached\nto the base of their testicles - the scrotal lock.\n\nThe scrotal lock is castration without removal of testicles. The device works\nsuch that testicles still produce sperm, and testosterone but none of that\nleaves through the lock intact. So the boys are eunuchs, but not in the true\nsense of the word.\n\nA device is implanted in their prostates to assist in the conversion. The\npenis is then covered with a phallal plate preventing their personal use of\nthe penis. The plate has a hole from which the hole in the end of the penis is\ndirected towards with some plumbing.\n\nOne side effect the eunuchs have to face is the increase in semen production.\nThey are still completely sterile, but some growth factors have yet had to\ndeal with. The penis also grows, but beyond that they are the typical eunuch.\n\nEvery hour the device in their prostate causes an immediate ejaculation to rid\nit of the excess semen produced. Waves of pleasure go through the eunuch's\nmind as it happens.\n\nAfter all of the eunuchs are released they are informed that they are not to\nwear any other clothing but shoes and hat. They must be identifiable. If they\nare deemed viable breeders when they are older from school then they are\nreleased frorm their bondage and start having sex.\n\nThose that are deemed unviable are immediately clipped by their locks.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 48, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "2007 Part 3", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Background: over 99 % of the world population dies in a nuclear comedy of errors, Pakistan nukes India a preprogrammed Indian rocket takes out Beijing, China nukes Russia. With no leadership left, the Majors and Captains fire off the remaining warheads. Only a few settlements in the Arctic and South Pole suvive.", "Text": "` The girls thought a little ritual would give more meaning to our lives. They\nplanned a party to welcome the 2 Danish boys and their sister into the fold. A\nspecial chair was made for the ceremony. The group formed a circle around the\nchair, the 3 to be welcomed were kept in an other room. The boys mother sat in\nthe chair naked, her pubic hair had been shaved. All the group were naked\nexcept for a head band of distintive colour to mark their breeding group. `\n\nThe 3 were brought into the circle, the ladies that were to form the younger\nboys group took him to his mother and slipped his stiff member into her,they\nmoved him forward and back, 1 stroke and then one his group of girls took the\nmother place and he filled her with his seed. The girls all gathered around\nhugging and kissing him. The this older brother received the same treatment.\n\nTheir sister took her place in the chair, as she was to be mine, I came\nforward and kissed her on the lips, then bent and kissed her freshly shaved\nmons. I tickled her clit till she was gasping for breath, just as she came, I\ntook her cherry with a special gold dildo.\n\n( to be continued )  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 64, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 13, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "We need a pair of balls", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Jim wanted to take part in group sex with the office dykes. He got what he wanted, but much more besides..", "Text": "` Jim always wanted to fuck a bunch of dykes at the same time. There were 3 of\nthem at the place where he worked. He once confided in a straight woman friend\nthat he'd like to fuck one of the dykes. He was surprised that the word got\nout. One day, Maeve, one of the dykes, came up to Jim and said, \" Tracey, Lina\nand I\" (that was all of the dykes) \"want to have a sex session in the disabled\nloo after hours. But we need a set of balls....it's no fun otherwise. Will you\nbe there?\" \"Oh yes!!\" Jim said.`\n\nAfter hours, Jim was there. The three women trooped in, Maeve and Lina very\nbutch looking while Tracey had longe blonde hair and big round tits, not\nlooking dykey at all. They all stripped off. Jim took off his clothes too,\nrevealing a foot long, 1 1/2 inch cock with balls the size of passion fruit.\n\"Like kinky stuff?\" asked Tracey. \"Yes, \" said Jim. \"Good, then we'll tie you\nup!!\" said Tracey. They swiftly tied Jim to one of the toilets.\n\nJim sat theere in anticipation, spunk filling his balls. \"Who's going to shave\nhim?\" asked tracey. \"I will,\" said maeve. \"Shave?\" asked Jim, confused. \"Yes,\nshave,\" said Maeve. \"Just because we're going to castrate you doesn't mean\nwe'd want to infect you.\"\n\n\"C-c-c-castrate me?? W-w-w-why??\"asked Jim. Maeve shoved Jim's shitty pants\ninto his mouth to gag him before replying.\"Tracey went through a very bad\nmarriage before coming out,\" she replied. \"She can't really let herself go\nwhenhaving sex with women. So we decided to arrange for her to cut off a man's\nballs. It's very therapeutic..I've done it and so has Lina\".\n\nJim could do nothing as Maeve took a straight razor from her dungarees pocket.\nWithout water, she carefully shaved Jim. Then she passed the razor to Tracey.\nWith her huge clit throbbing like a penis, Tracey approached Jim. \"Prepare to\nbe a eunuch!!\" she said. She then cut his scrotum open along the centre line,\nand pulled his testicles out , leaving them hanging. All 3 women were on the\ncusp of orgasm. Tracey pulled the balls taut and with a swift slash, castrated\nJim. Maeve fell on top of Lina and fucked her thoroughly. Tracey shoved the\nsevered balls into her cunt and came repeaterdly.\n\nMaeve patched up Jim. The women kept his balls in formaldehyde. Jim wasordered\nto eat each of them in turn, and did so. He then had to eat them\nafterwards,whenever they asked,. If he refused, they would displa his severed\nballs to all his colleagues, thus exposing his eunuch status. And they just\nMIGHT take his cock as well.\n\nTwo moths later, and Jim had totally adjusted to his new status.His huge cock\nhad shrivelled to the size of a frankfurter, and he had no more erections. The\nwomen would order him to eat them, and occasionally they would rape him up the\narse with strap on dildos.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 48, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Her steel", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Who was the beautiful woman and the man who gave her his cock?", "Text": "Her body looked fantastic, she was in her early 30\u2019s, with long legs, white\nlace panties and a white lace bra holding perfect breasts with beautiful\nlooking skin. The steel meat cleaver shone in the light, glinting on its razor\nsharp cutting edge.\n\nHe was a muscular man in his early 40\u2019s but still with a very good body. He\nwalked into the room naked, with his erection sticking out before him. She\nlooked into his face and he looked down at his penis, back at her and nodded\nhis acceptance.\n\nHe walked over to the wooden bench and rested his penis onto it, pushing his\npelvis up to the bench to get of much as it on there as possible. The penis\nwas long, thick and veiny and the skin was a strong flesh colour.\n\nShe stepped forward and rested her hand on his penis for a second. Then she\nstood side onto him and raised the cleaver. She looked amazing with the\ncleaver raised above her head, her long legs pleasantly muscular and her\nbreasts slightly pushed together by her raised arm. He stood with his legs\napart and fists clenched by his side.\n\nShe brought the cleaver down with no emotion and severed his penis at the\nbase, with the cleaver thudding into the wood. He staggered back slightly,\nfeet still apart, hands still clenched, with every vein in his body standing\nout and his muscles taught; he flushed red in the face, looking down at his\ncum spurting from the short stub where his penis had been.\n\nShe put her hand on the penis on the bench and rolled it back and forwards as\nshe masturbated.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 53, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 15, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Fishin\u2019", "Tags": "GAY, NULLIFICATION, Furry  Antrhomorphic...", "Summary": "Charn that wicked Tiger goes looking for a bit of sea food...", "Text": "\u201cHey there handsome.\u201d The big Tiger greeted the stallion as he trotted down\nthe pier.\n\n\u201cHey stripy\u2026\u201d \u201cWhat\u2019s up?\u201d The sleek young equine asked as he strolled up to\nthe big pred.\n\n\u201cOh nothing much\u2026 just been fishin\u2019\u201d The big smiling feline explained pointing\nto his deep sea rod and reel.\n\n\u201cFishing\u2026 well that\u2019s always fun.\u201d The Horse said pleasantly\u2026 thinking the\nTiger must be nuts. \u201cDid ya catch anything?\u201d\n\n\u201cNo\u2026 nothing yet.\u201d The sleek handsome feline admitted. \u201cI think I maybe using\nthe wrong kind of bait\u2026\u201d\n\n\u201cOh?\u201d The stud asked only half interested, he\u2019d spotted a couple of flesh\nmuzzles on the nude beach!\n\n\u201cYa\u2026 need a bigger worm I think.\u201d The Tiger purred as he watched the\nstallion\u2019s trouser snake drop down excitedly.\n\n\u201cHmmmmm maybe the hooks to big for the fish.\u201d The distracted stud grunted as\nhe watched the handsome young furs down the beach.\n\n\u201cOh, I\u2019m ont going after trout here.\u201d Charn assured reeling his line in and\nunhooking the rather small junk from it looking frustrated. \u201cToo bad I don\u2019t\nhave a foot long worm\u2026 that\u2019d be perfect.\u201d The Tiger purred again as he\nwatched the horses long black cock swinging between his thighs.\n\n\u201cFoot long worms!\u201d \u201cHahaha\u2026 I got yer foot long worm!\u201d \u201cRight here!\u201d He jokes\nplayfully clutching at his trouser snake tauntingly.\n\n\nTwenty minutes later, the Tiger is carefully threading his big fishing hook\nthrough the long dissevered cock! The horse draped over a old barrel, tail\nhole gaping; with the Tiger\u2019s seed running down his inner thighs. \u201cYou\u2019re\nright\u2026 this is a much better worm!\u201d Charn smirks as he tosses the lengthy\n\u2018worm\u2019 into the rushing water, picking up his pole eagerly\u2026\n\n\u201cOhoooooo fuck\u2026\u201d The cockless stallion moans weak and submissively his eyes\nrolling back in his head. Charn smirks thinking about the young fox\u2019s on the\nbeach that would be getting molested by the horny stallion.\n\nAs the tide rushed out it quickly carried his bait into deep waters. The big\norgan bloated with blood and powerful sexual hormones. Leaving a ever widening\nscent trail in the oceans restless currents. The smooth sleek grayish white\nhide of the big predator gleamed under the churning surf! As the massive\ngrinning anthromorphic shark swam powerfully through the riptide currents. The\nscent so masculine and powerful it sweetness it had the big predator\nentranced! That big naked organ bouncing and floated in the swirling waters,\nas the sleek deadly predator circled. The Shark nuzzles at that big black cock\nwith his blue and white muzzle! The blood in the water driving his good sense\naway with frenzy! Those rows of dagger like teeth part, just enough for that\nhuge tool to slither between them! As the big predators sleek powerful body\ndarts forwards gobbling that might organ up! Double rows of serrated razor\nsharp teeth sheared smooth and clean, as that rubbery head twisted right and\nthen left. Then the big predator was swimming smoothly away, savoring the\nplunder in his maw!\n\nWhen suddenly he\u2019s brought up short, his head twisted as the big hook sets in\nhis jaw! Now the fight is on as the big Shark reacts instinctively, jerking\nhis head back and forth and trying desperately to swim away! Even as the\nstainless steel hook digs deeper in his flesh and the metal lead of the\nfishing line holds him fast! As the resistance slowly released letting him\nswim deeper\u2026 But it was taking all his might\u2026 and as he began to tire and his\nstrokes weakened\u2026 He was pulled slowly and relentlessly back and up\u2026 The big\nShark quickly tried a new tactic, twisting and turning swim in circles instead\nof down. But the pull was constant, and even as he work and turned growing\nmore and more exhausted. The line pulled him closer and closer; he hardly\nrealized he was losing ground at first. But as his strength ebbed he saw the\nshallow bottom and the bulk of the piers! Then suddenly his big sleek body was\nhoisted from the water, the air light and crisp. Burned like fire in his\ngills, as they worked back and forth. He kicked and struggled to get back to\nthe oceans cool waters.\n\nBut in this thin atmosphere his webbed hands and feet were useless. Slowly his\nmighty body was lifted helplessly over the piers railing. And a big smiling\nblack and orange striped muzzle was smiling down at him! The Shark had seen\nmany land creatures swimming in his watery world over the years. But he\u2019d\nnever seen one like this, and although he\u2019d never seen a Tiger. The great\nwhite knew at once this was a predator, as surely as he was! His body was\ndropped in ceremoniously downed in to the rough wooden boards. Where it\nfloundered for a long moment as the Shark peered around wildly. His world\nspinning as he overdosed on oxygen farther added to his helplessness. \u201cYou\u2019ve\nbeen poaching prey from my hunting grounds!\u201d The Tiger purred, his voice\nsounding strange and deep in the thin atmosphere. Even as those hot paws slid\ndown his cool white belly, stroking and fondling the maleness there. Teasing\nout the Anthromorphic Sharks long hefty male organ the over exposure of oxygen\nhelping. As those smooth leather paws tease that big organ to full extension.\n\u201cThat\u2019s not wise\u2026 even if they were visiting yours!\u201d The big Tiger purred as\nhe dropped his mouth onto the Sharks long cock. The heat of that mouth stunned\nthe Shark\u2026 he\u2019d never felt its like! The nerves tingling with pain as that\nburning maw swallowed his whole length! The Tigers big deadly maw, with its\nmandibles of death, suckling him quickly and powerfully. Even as those big\nsmooth paws kneaded and gripped his smooth rubbery belly. Locating the pouches\nthat held his semen, the Shark wide jaws shot open wide. As his sexual organs\ntingled and quickly reacted to the Tigers stimulation! A strangely high pitch\nsqueal escaped him as needle like claws dug those organs out. Cutting them\nfree of his rubbery flesh as that searing hot maw slid all the way down his\norgan. Those soft furry lips kissing the slit it was emerging from, pushing\nthem apart. As the suckling pulled it out farther than it had ever been. Then\nthose powerful jaws snapped closed, there was a \u2018Crunch\u2019 of shattering\ncartilage. The wheezing gasping Shark squealed once again as his big male\norgan vanished forever. The world was a blurry confusing mess, for the big\npredator of the sea. And then suddenly\u2026 startlingly the sweet salty waters of\nhis home washed over him! Without a moments hesitation the big predator swam\nfor deep water!\n\n\nGathering up his gear Charn licked his lip\u2019s happily\u2026 he just loved seafood!\nAs he walked back down the pier a fellow fisherman was heading out onto it.\n\u201cHave any luck catching anything?\u201d The smiling otter asked.\n\n\u201cCaught my dinner!\u201d The Tiger answered smiling. \u201cOne big boi\u2026 but I had my\nfill, and believe in catch and release!\u201d\n\n\u201cAmen brother!\u201d The Otter grunted.\n\nFIN\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 51, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 93, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "A Wife's Prerogative", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "When Robert cheated on his wife he should have known what she woulddo. After all, she had told him often enough!", "Text": "` A wife\u2019s prerogative `\n\nBy Rosemary - a story for my husband, lest he ever dare cheat on me\u2026..\n\nMagda had always been intrigued by her fascination with castration. Even from\na relatively early age in her native town of Maple Downs in the English county\nof Leicester, any accounts of men being emasculated would instantly seize her\nattention. She was not what you would call a beautiful girl. But she counted\nherself as attractive if a little diminutive in manner and appearance. At\nschool, her light brown hair, small dark eyes and a penchant to stare when she\nwasn\u2019t wearing her glasses contributed towards her nick-name of \u2018mouse\u2019.\n\nAt University she once chaired a debate on whether rapists should have the\noption of castration in return for reduced prison sentences. Such a subject,\nat the time, was considered rather risqu\u00e9, but vogue. The \u2018fors\u2019 won, the\nconclusion being that all sex offenders should have the option of surgical\ncastration as a part of their rehabilitation treatment.\n\nBy her mid twenties she was subscribing articles to various magazines on the\nsubject, though usually under a pseudonym. And she actually met her husband\nthrough an internet chat line, whilst discussing the various health merits of\ncastration. It had become apparent to her that men fell into three categories.\nThere were those that found castration of little interest - merely a\nmutilation. Then, there were those for whom castration was a thing of horror -\nthe renown Freudian castration complex. And finally, those that found the\nsubject a stimulant. Robert, her husband, was in the later category, and on\ntheir first date they spent much of the evening discussing all the various\nfacets of the topic. During courtship and subsequent marriage their sex life\nwas enthused by imaginative games in which Robert would be threatened with\ncastration if he did not comply with Magda\u2019s commands. It was quickly evident\nto Magda that Robert was also aroused by fantasies of female domination.\n\nFleetingly, Magda had relished the dark thought of actually castrating Robert,\nbut held no illusions that such an act would realistically put an end to their\nsex life.\n\nAfter three years their marriage began to go stale, with the inevitable onset\nof creeping indifference. It was about the same time that she had also begun\nto develop a very close friendship with a woman at her office. Salacious\nthoughts of them frolicking naked together gave her cause to question her very\nsexual orientation. Then, one weary, sullen late November day a well-wisher\ndiscretely let it slip that Robert was having an affair, and revealed with\nwhom. Magda\u2019s first reaction was rage and an overwhelming urge to confront\nhim. But Robert was away on a conference in London, and it was several days\nbefore he returned home. By then, she had cooled down a tad, and decided on a\nvery different plan of retribution.\n\nOn the Friday night he was due to return she donned suspenders, black\nstockings and a short leather skirt that guaranteed a flash of white flesh\neach time she bent over. She selected a low necked halter top, together with a\nbra that boosted her cleavage to Dolly Parton proportions.\n\nRobert\u2019s tongue ran across his lips when his wife confronted him at the door.\nHer mode of dress was their signal that \u2018games\u2019 were to commence. After a week\nof abstinence in London, he didn\u2019t even bother to unpack.\n\n\u201cTake off all your clothes Robert.\u201d She demanded, feet astride, hands on hips.\n\n\u201cYes, Magda.\u201d He whispered obediently. He slipped off his jacket, tie, shirt,\nshoes socks, and trousers. He gently eased his blue cotton briefs down and\nstood before her, uncovered.\n\n\u201cHave you been good while you were away?\u201d Magda asked in his ear. She circled\nhim and he caught the heady scent of Faberge.\n\n\u201cI, did drink a little too much.\u201d He admitted diffidently, his chin dropping\nto his chest.\n\n\u201cNo naughty ladies I hope?\u201d She cooed menacingly in a low voice.\n\n\u201cOh no, I daren\u2019t.\u201d He muttered. \u201cI\u2019d\u2026 be afraid of your punishment.\u201d\n\n\u201cAh, and what would I do?\u201d She asked, wandering over to slump into a plush\nburgundy leather armchair. Facing him, her fingers drummed on the arms.\n\n\u201cYou\u2026. er, you\u2026 \u201c He started.\n\n\u201cWell?\u201d She barked.\n\n\u201cYou\u2019d neuter me.\u201d He said finally, seeing Magda frown at his hardening\nerection.\n\n\u201cOh yes, my dear Robert. I\u2019d certainly castrate you.\u201d She smiled without\nhumour. She\u2019d opened her legs and he could see up to the dark vee in between.\nBlack lace panties, he observed, longing to drop to his knees and push his\nface between those lovely soft white thighs. She stood abruptly, saying\nharshly. \u201cBut I think for now a little punishment would suffice, then I may\nlet you pleasure me.\u201d She pointed to the folded square oak dining table.\n\nHe knew what she wanted and he bent over the table face down. His head\nprotruded over one side and his buttocks over the other. She tied his hands to\nthe far ends, splaying him out. Then forced his legs wide, securing his ankles\nto the opposing table legs. He was helpless. His erection was still rock hard\nin expectation and his testicles hung vulnerably between his thighs.\n\nMagda, cupped his testicles, kneading them gently. Unseen by Robert she\nswitched on a tape recorder. She reached beneath him and stroked his hardened\npenis. He whimpered in ecstasy.\n\n\u201cNow Robert, tell me\u2026.\u201d She said, suddenly assuming a quiet and somewhat timid\nmanner. \u201cWould you like me to castrate you? So you could become my gelding?\u201d\n\nInsensitive to the unusual reticence in her voice, Robert gasped. \u201cOh God, yes\nMagda.\u201d His excitement fuelled his accelerating gasps for breath.\n\n\u201cAre you quite sure? Are you?\u201d She asked almost childlike. She moved to stand\nin front of him, hands folded across her breasts.\n\n\u201cPlease Magda, castrate me.\u201d His heart thumped and his stomach churned with\nexhilaration. \u201cWith one of those castrators they use on bulls.\u201d He continued.\n\u201cPlease Magda, I need to be castrated.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhy?\u201d She raised her eyebrow.\n\n\u201cI\u2019ve abused you.\u201d He admitted. \u201cI\u2019ve been unkind to you and castration is the\nonly way I\u2019ll stop. It should be the prerogative of all wives - to castrate\ntheir husbands. It should be part of the marriage vows.\u201d\n\nTheir game was nothing new. Normally she\u2019d now ponder, and they\u2019d discuss the\nwhy\u2019s and wherefores of castrating him. Then she\u2019d relent and give him one\nmore chance. But not today.\n\nShe knelt in front of him her face only inches from his.\n\n\u201cVery well Robert.\u201d She said, a slight tremor in her voice. \u201cI will do this\nfor you. I am so afraid that you\u2019ll punish me if I don\u2019t.\u201d With that she rose\nand switched off the recorder. He frowned and strained to see what she was\ndoing.\n\nHer voice suddenly assumed it\u2019s more usual strident confidence. \u201cOh, Robert, I\ndo need some instruction though on how to do it.\u201d She turned and strode across\nthe room to fling open the door. \u201cI\u2019ve asked Leticia to help me.\u201d\n\nRobert grunted, his eyes widening as a tall medium built woman entered the\nroom. She had a Mediterranean complexion, Latin, with a Romanesque nose and\nthin lips. But what held his gaze most was the ominous implement in her hand.\nThe almost two foot long steel cutters were familiar. His stomach contracted\nand he blinked - it was a castrator. This surely was merely a new development\nof their game? But his penis began to droop in doubt.\n\n\u201cLeticia, is going to show me how to geld you Robert.\u201d Magda said simply. \u201cYou\nsee, I know all about your sleazy little affair with Susan\u201d.\n\nRobert went cold. Susan? She knew? He squirmed, moaning\u2026\u201dIt was an aberration.\nI didn\u2019t mean it to happen. It\u2019s all over now. Honestly..\u201d\n\nMagda laughed coldly. \u201cLeticia has already done three men herself, including\nher stupid, ex, husband.\u201d She sidled up to Leticia and Robert was aghast as\ntheir lips met in a long passionate kiss. They broke away and Magda turned to\nRobert, \u201cYou see, Bob, I have no use for you now\u2026 Sexually that is.\u201d\n\nRobert\u2019s eyes bulged and something in her voice told him that she was not\npretending. It was no game. He jerked impotently at his bonds.\n\nLeticia came up to him and cupped his balls in her hand. She squeezed and he\ngave a jerk of pain. \u201cNo more Susans for you Robert.\u201d She chuckled and handed\nthe castrator to Magda. \u201cIt\u2019s quite simple.\u201d She said and pulled down on his\ntesticles. \u201cPut the blades there.\u201d She pointed to the base of his scrotum, and\nMagda complied, holding the handles well apart.\n\n\u201cPlease Magda, don\u2019t\u2026.\u201d He wailed.\n\n\u201cNow, now, let\u2019s have a little dignity\u2026\u201d Magda sneered in sarcasm, looking at\nthe figure prostrated across the table.\n\n\u201cI\u2019ll never do it again\u2026.\u201d He cried.\n\n\u201cNo Bob, you are quite right about that. You\u2019ll never cheat on me again.\u201d\n\n\u201cPlease!\u201d\n\n\u201cI just push these together do I?\u201d Magda asked Leticia, who merely nodded.\n\n\u201cThe Police\u2026. You\u2019ll be arrested.\u201d He gasped.\n\n\u201cI have your recording, pleading with me to geld you. Admitting you abused me.\nAnd poor little me, so afraid to do anything else. The court will be very\nsympathetic. After all, there have been precedents.\u201d Both women giggled.\n\nRobert felt the cold steel encircle his scrotum and the pressure of the blades\nincrease.\n\n\u201cYou\u2019ll never know how often I\u2019ve wanted to do this to a man.\u201d Magda hissed,\nsavouring the moment. \u201cYou\u2019ll be our plaything and you\u2019ll serve both me and\nLeticia with your tongue, when we need you.\u201d Her elation was mounting, her\nbreath coming in short sharp gasps.\n\nHe heard Leticia\u2019s low chuckle and had no doubts that her rule would be severe\nindeed. He looked at her with pleading eyes. She seemed almost masculine in a\ntanned silk trouser suit, the trousers of which looked as though they had been\nsprayed on her muscular, athletic legs. . The smile on her face was\nunsympathetic, mocking. Her lips opened and a small pink tongue flicked out\nreminding him of a snake.\n\n\u201cMagda\u2026!\u201d Robert\u2019s voice was high pitched with fear.\n\n\u201cYou said it was a wife\u2019s prerogative, Robert. I\u2019m merely exercising that\nprerogative.\u201d And before he could protest further she clamped the handles shut\nand he shrieked in pain. His testicles dropped to the floor.\n\nMagda stepped back to admire her handiwork. Leticia moved behind her and\nslipped her hand up the front of Magda\u2019s skirt to explore the dark territory\nbeneath. Magda\u2019s eyes closed and she dropped the castrator to the floor. She\nleaned back against Leticia breathing deeply. The episode had brought both\nwomen to the point of climax.\n\nFinally, Magda opened her eyes to gaze at Robert\u2019s incumbent form. He was now\nher gelding and it was time to start his compliance training\u2026..\n\nEnd\n\nRosemary - rverrel@hotmail.com\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 185, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The plant", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "A plant makes a meal out of five boys best bits.", "Text": "` Jamie\u2019s sixth grade class had just begun summer vacation. Unable to sleep\nin, the eleven year old decided to go for a morning swim at the local pond. He\ncalled his friends, they agreed to meet up with him in a few hours. Unable to\nwait because of boredom, he set out alone. `\n\nThe pond was in dense forest, about 2 miles from his house. He rode his bike\nas fast as he could through the narrow trail. The morning mist was still\nhanging over the water when he arrived. He removed his clothes, hung them up\non a tree limb along with his towel, and jumped in the cool water.\n\nTired and cold, Jamie climbed out of the pond. His bike was still there, but\nhis clothing and towel were missing.\n\n\u201cC\u2019mon guys, give me back my stuff, I\u2019m cold.\u201d\n\n\u201cI\u2019m not kidding, please give me my clothes back.\u201d\n\nHe heard a twig snap and ran into the forest after it. In an opening between\ntwo large trees he saw the strangest plant he had ever seen, it was a dark\ngreen bulb, about 3 feet high. As he walked towards it, the plant opened. The\ndark green outer leaves laid themselves flat against the ground, in the center\nwas a tulip-like flower, colored a bright orange, 6 inches in diameter. The\npedals of this flower were about 3 inches high, except for the one farthest\nfrom him, which was nearly 6 inches in length. In the center of this flower\nwas a tight green bud, about the size of his fist, with a wrist-thick stem\nholding it up.\n\n\u201cCool.\u201d\n\nHe walked up to it and squatted down, the inner bud opened, tendrils slipped\nout and hung down the sides. Inside of the bud there was a ridge running along\nthe center , on either side of the ridge there were two thin thorns, that laid\nflat against the smooth inner wall.\n\nJamie was still wet and cold, so he straightened up and began to turn around.\nBefore he could react, vines came from either side of him and wrapped around\nhis wrists and ankles. His hands were held behind his back as he was forced to\nhis knees with the plant between his legs. The tendrils wrapped around the\nbase of his testicles and pulled them inside of the bud. The bud closed, his\ntestes were held tightly on either side of the ridge. The thorns turned\nupwards, he felt them against the bottom of his scrotum. The top of the bud\ntightened around the base of his testicles cutting off circulation. Everything\nwas still for a few moments.\n\nHe testicles ached from lack of blood. The thorns slid up through his scrotum\nand imbedded themselves into the center of his testes. He howled out, more\nfrom fear than pain. There was pressure and rhythmic throbbing as the plant\ninjected something into him. Warmth and a buzzing replaced his discomfort. The\nthorns retracted and a cold wetness was felt on the bottom of his scrotum.\n\nIt was about 10 o\u2019clock. Jamie cried as the buzzing got worse. Suddenly, the\nbud convulsed sharply. Although there was no pain, he felt his testes smash.\nHe began to dry heave. The bud convulsed again. It then began contracting\nwildly, this kept up for about 15 minutes. Once it finished, the top of the\nbud loosened. The long pedal, on the flower, slipped under his penis. It slid\nfrom base to tip, wiping something on the underside of him, then went back to\nits original place. His member got erect immediately and began ejaculating. A\nthick, pink fluid hit the long pedal and ran down into the center of the\nflower. He passed out, right after realizing that he was looking at his\nemulsified testes.\n\nJamie woke up to the sound of crying. The afternoon sun had dried him, but he\nwas still cold. He was lying on has back with his knees in the air. Many\narticles of clothing were hanging on nearby branches. Dried ejaculate had\nstuck his limp penis to his belly. As he peeled it off a few drops of the pink\nejaculate dripped onto his hand. Jamie went white as he slid his fingers down\nit to his scrotum and probed in disbelief, it was empty except for the loose\ncords.\n\nRegaining composure, Jamie tried to get up, a vine was around his neck. He\nlooked as far as his restraints would allow him. His friend Alex was to the\nleft, unconscious, with a vine around his neck as well. Alex\u2019s penis was still\nerect and pumping; pink fluid dripped down the side of his belly. To the right\nwere William and Kevin. William was restrained around the neck; Kevin, who was\ncloser to the plant, had vines around his wrists and ankles. Both of them were\npale, and staring at Matt. Directly in front of Jamie was Matt, with the plant\nbetween his legs. The bud was convulsing rapidly and Matt was sobbing. It soon\ncollected its meal, Matt\u2019s body went limp, and he was dragged next to Alex. A\nvine slipped around Matt\u2019s neck, and the others released. Kevin was next.\nKevin\u2019s screams for help were quickly drown out by his sobs as the plant began\nwith him.\n\nBy the time the plant was done with Kevin, Alex was awake. Jamie watched Alex\ncry as he took stock of the situation. The plant had just injected William, no\none spoke. The sun was just setting when the plant began to crush William\u2019s\ntesticles. By now, everyone was awake. They were all watching as William\u2019s\ntestes were eaten. The plant drug William next to the others. The inner bud\nthen closed,\n\nand the outer leaves shut. Flashlights shone through the trees. The boys\u2019\nparents arrived in time to see the plant slip beneath the soil and let them\nfree.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 79, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Clitoridectomy Support Group 4 Two years later", "Tags": "clitoridectomy", "Summary": "Three women embrace clitoridectomy", "Text": "Two years later\n\nI continued to work as a journalist operating out of New York. However I never\nforgot my assignment in Egypt. It changed my thoughts about sex and many of my\nhabits. My editor then offered me the chance to go back and do a follow up two\nyears later. I was soon on the plane.\n\nThe day after I arrived I rang up the support group. A mid west voice\nanswered, \u201cCan I help you?\u2019\n\n\u2018I was trying to catch Sue.\u2019\n\n\u2018She\u2019s not around at the moment. Can one of us help?\u2019\n\nI explained what I was doing and was invited along there and then.\n\nSal and Marion\n\nI arrived and was met by two American women, both brunettes, one with curly\nhair, the other straight. They were about my mid height and invited me in.\nThis time we had coffee.\n\nSal, he curly haired one said, \u2018Lots has happened in the last two years. There\nare more of us now.\u2019\n\nI looked at them both and asked, \u2018You\u2019ve both been circumcised?\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh yes, we did it to each other,\u2019 replied Marion, the straight haired one.\n\n\u201cWas there pressure form your husbands or their families?\u2019\n\n\u2018Oh no, we\u2019re not married. We just wanted to move beyond fingering ourselves.\u2019\n\n\u201cWe\u2019ve worked for over two years. We heard of this group and came along. Sue\ntook us through the advantages of clitoridectomy and possible disadvantages,\nand we decided to do it.\u2019\n\nSal said, \u2018I\u2019ll show how we did it.\u2019\n\nThe took me into a side room. There was chair, which folded back. The seat was\nmoulded for the buttocks. The back was adjustable at any height from 45% to\nhorizontal. On the supports there were clasps to hold the woman\u2019s biceps and\nwrists behind her. From the seat, two upside down L shaped supports could\nswing out. The woman\u2019s knees and ankles were tied to these. Marion brought in\na little upright stand with a wheel on top. It was at the height of the seat.\nFrom this extended a wire with a ring at one end and a weight at the other.\nThere were a series of weights that could be used.\n\nSal said, \u2018I sat here and was tied up thoroughly. Marion parted my labia and\npulled my clitoris out with a clamp that she attached to the wire. On the\nother end we put some weights. We let the weights pull it out a bit further.\nMarion had to readjust it a couple of times, so the clamp was right at the\nbase. Below this she put a miniature guillotine. Then Marion applied a\nvibrator to the end of my clitoris and waited for me to come. As my back\narched with orgasm, she pulled the latch on the guillotine. My clitoris parted\nfrom my body and stayed in the clamp as the weight dropped to the floor.\u2019\n\n\u2018Then did you do Marion? Even while you were bleeding?\u2019\n\n\u2018No,\u2019 smirked Marion, \u2018We went together.\u2019\n\n\u2018How come, if Sal was tied up?\u2019\n\n\u2018Before I was tied up, I attached this clamp and guillotine attachment to\nMarion\u2019s clitoris. It was much bigger than mine and it was easy to get it at\nthe base. I held the control for it in my hand. As soon as I went, I pressed\nthe button and Marion\u2019s clitoris and attachment dropped to the floor.\n\n\u2018Marion didn\u2019t have an orgasm then?\u2019\n\n\u2018I enjoyed watching Sal come for the last time. That and knowing we were going\ntogether was more than enough, \u2018 said Marion.\n\nSal continued, \u2018Marion cleaned me up before releasing me. Then she lay back\nand I cleaned her up.\u2019\n\n\u2018We healed quickly and we are eternally intimate with each other.\u2019\n\nThe both showed me their lockets. The other\u2019s clitoris was preserved in each\none.\n\n\u2018We now offer the service to other women. That is the passive part. I think\nwe\u2019ve done about a dozen women in the chair. Would you like to try it?\u2019\n\nAs I looked on Sue came in.\n\n\u201cI see Sal and Marion have been showing you their handiwork. Since they\narrived, our membership has shot up.\u2019\n\nSue updated me on the women I had met previously. Ann, Charlotte and Caroline\nhad all had babies, and the latter two were still regular visitors.\n\n\u2018What about Christine?\u2019 I had to ask.\n\n\u201cShe\u2019s got married. She married the man she originally wanted.\u2019\n\n\u201cBut he was already married.\u2019\n\n\u201cShe became his second wife. It\u2019s allowed here. His mother died and he married\nher a month later. She\u2019s much happier now.\u2019\n\nElizabeth\n\nAt this moment, a tall woman with long hair and a new baby put her head round\nthe door.\n\n\u2018With the door closed, I thought there might be some action in here,\u2019 she\nsaid.\n\n\u2018No, nothing for the last month,\u2019 replied Sal, but we\u2019re encouraging a\nnewcomer to give it a try.\u2019\n\n\u2018You could give her a special, just like you gave me,\u2019 responded Elizabeth.\n\n\u2018What\u2019s a special?\u2019 I asked.\n\nElizabeth handed the baby to Sue and walked over.\n\n\u2018I sat in the chair as usual, nicely tied up. But they did not use the pulley.\nSal and Marion used their hands. They massaged my breasts first, getting my\nnipples erect and tender. Then they pulled my labia apart, each taking it in\nturns to make sure my clitoris was absolutely fully engorged. I felt I was\ngoing to come a few times, but then they would stop and go back to my nipples.\n\nWithout me knowing it, one of them had put the guillotine at the base of my\nclitoris. They nearly brought me off again. By this time, I was yelling, \u2018Just\ndo it! I can\u2019t take anymore.\u2019\n\nThen I came and at the same instant off came my clitoris. It was my biggest\nand last orgasm.\n\n\u2018Why don\u2019t you try the chair for size. I am sure Sal and Marion won\u2019t do\nanything, but see how it feels.\u2019\n\n\u2018Go on,\u2019 said Sue, \u2018No one will do anything you don\u2019t want.\u2019\n\n\u2018I\u2019m not having my arms tied, just the legs.\u2019\n\n\u2018That\u2019s fine by us.\u2019\n\nI stripped off. Sue went over to a sink and brought over a bowl of water.\n\nI sat in the chair and allowed my knees and ankles to be tied. I kept the back\nat 45 degrees.\n\n\u201cDo you shave every day?\u2019 she asked looking at my bare labia.\n\n\u2018No, I had myself depilated last year.\u2019\n\n\u2018It looks good.\u2019 She quickly washed between my legs.\n\nMarion and Sal took one of the L shaped attachments each and pulled them as\nfar back as they would go. The inside of my legs ached. I felt exposed and\nhelpless\n\nI thought that was going to be it. But no, Marion came back and parted my\nlabia. She took my clitoris between thumb and forefinger and rubbed it until\nit was erect. I could not stop myself. The others watched fascinated. I could\nsee Elizabeth\u2019s nipples erect protruding against her dress.\n\n\u2018Steady on.\u2019 I said.\n\n\u2018It\u2019s OK, we\u2019re not going all the way,\u2019 replied Marion.\n\nShe put a clamp on my clitoris and attached it to the wire and pulley. At the\nother end she put a small weight. I could feel it pulling.\n\nSue smirked, \u2018Just stay there for few minutes. I\u2019ll get you a tea.\u2019\n\nI looked down between my legs and could feel the weight pulling my clitoris\nfrom my body. I almost said, \u2018Let\u2019s do it.\u201d\n\nSue came back and I drank a cup of tea as they all waited for me to say\nsomething.\n\nI looked round at them all and said, \u2018If I am going to do this, I have\nsomething more spectacular in mind.\u2019\n\nMarion undid the clamp and freed my legs. \u2018We can\u2019t wait,\u2019 she said.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 134, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "6 years after penectomy", "Tags": "PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Penectomized student has pat time job in brothel.", "Text": "` My name is Werner. I am 25, 185 cm, black hair, slim, like travelling,\nreading newspaper, listening music. Studying civil engineering. I have lost my\npenis at an accident with my motorcycle 6 years ago. The accident happened in\nsummer. I weared a pair of short slags only, no safety dress, when I made a\nshort ride with my motorbike in our village. A car hit me and I came below my\nbike. My lower body got contact with the chain and foot rests. I can't\nremember these things, but police suggested this way. Additional to the direct\ninjury there occured an infection one day later because of dirt. `\n\nThat time I got seriously injured and survived only due to good medical help\nin a nearby hospital. The penis could not be rescued however. The shaft with\nall erectile tissue had to be amputated due to the infection and strong\ndamage. It has been removed completed. No erectile tissue is left. The\nurethral opening was relocated between scrotum and anus. Only a short piece of\nthe urethra could be saved by the doctors due to strong damage during\naccident. Also the bladder had been injured. The closing muscle does no longer\nwork well. So I have to go to bathroom often times. All wounds have healed so\nfar. The testicles are working as hormone producers, so that I have not to\ntake hormones externally. My sexual drive hase decreased strongly however\nafter the accident. Erections are no longer possible. Soft massage of my balls\netc. is a wonderful experience for me. I am very shy now.\n\nFirst time in hospital I had a catheder after the surgeries. But after one\nweek I had to lern to use my new pee hole. In the beginning it was very\npainfull because of wounds. It was difficult to do the job without too much\nspray. Nowadays I can handle it quite good. Due to the very back location of\nthe opening I have to remove my slags for urinating. I have to sit down for\nthis business of course. Only this way I can pee without spray Nude. I can use\nthe urinal toilet with special pose only. Practically I use the sitting toilet\nwhere no one can watch me. Because of strongly reduced capacity of my bladder\nI have to pee quite often since the accident.\n\nFor me the accident was a big change of life. Before that I had been never\nthinking about such a handicap.\n\nThere are so many problems physically and mental. I was 18 yrs old when it\nhappened. At that time I was living with a lovely girlfriend. First time she\ngave me good support already in hospital and later at home. But after 6 months\nshe went away with another boy.\n\nI had several injuries, also broken legs. But that is all okay now.\n\"Downstairs\" some organs had been badly hurt. Testicles (contusion), urethra\n(rupture, shortened), bladder (rupture) and prostate (removed) got much\ndamage. Errections are no longer possible, there is nothing left to grow and\nget hard. Only in my dreams I can have it, and it happens. Generally my sex\ndrive has reduced much. I have no more ejaculations. Only from time to time,\nmostly at night, some liquid is coming out of my pee hole.\n\nIn former times I enjoyed sauna and nude swimming. But nowaday I am shy and\ntry to avoid to show my genitals to others. The time in hospital when I got a\nlot of treatments after the injury was horrible. Many nurses and female\ndoctors saw me.\n\nI am still a human beeing, even without cock. But education of boys from\nchildhood on, gives the a feeling of importance of having a (big) penis.\nThat's why it was a big shock to me.\n\nNow it is 6 years since the accident and I have overcome some shyness.\n\nI try to earn some money to finance my study at university. I found a way\nwhich brings good money without much exaustion.\n\nThese days I am working in a brothel about 2 days per week. The customers\nshall be attracted by me as a special freek. I am a dickless man for display\nthere. All my bodyhair is shaved away. I have to stay nude in a closed, empty\ncage made of steel bars in the lobby of the place. There is no way to hide for\nme.\n\nEveryone can see me there, the men as well as the whores. Many customers are\nvery curious and come close to the cage and look at me. Especially in the\nbeginning this was extremely humilating to me. Often times I can observe that\nthe men get an errection when seeing me. They then can hardly wait to have\ngirl for their relieve when they watch the empty area above my balls. On the\nother hand the girls enjoy that I will never be able to screw them. They are\nvery kind to me; even sometimes a girl is coming into my cage and tries to\nmake me horny. That is kind of a show to attract customers. However for me it\nis quite frustrating because I can only give her a massage with my fingers and\nmy tongue. Sometimes I press my crotch against her clit and imagine to\npenetrate her vagina. However it is only a dream and everybody can see it.\n\nAnother highlight for the guests is when I pee. According to my contract I\nhave to drink two liters of water per hour and I have to urinate in my cage\ninto a glass bowl. I have to squat like a girl because my peehole is located\nbehind my testicles.\n\nStill I am looking for a female, who accepts me as I am.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 85, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "If It Don't Work, Why Keep It?", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, clitorectomy", "Summary": "Becky gets tired of never being able to climax, so she has her boyfriend do her a favor", "Text": "` Becky was frustated as hell. Every time her and Steve had sex, he always\nshot his load but Becky was never even able to come close to having an orgasm.\nEven if he licked her for an hour, she could never get off and after a while\nit became painful. `\n\nBecky always fantasized about cutting her clit off. The only time she could\neven get sexually aroused was thinking about the numerous ways she could\ndestroy it. One day she was alone at night. She went to the kitchen and got a\nlarge serrated knife. Then she went into the bathroom, stripped and laid down\non the floor. Becky was shaking from nervous excitment as she gently rubbed\nthe sharp edge over her frigid love button. But she couldn't get up the\ncourage to actually sever it.\n\nThe next day she told Steve what she wanted to do. Steve looked at her like\nshe was crazy.\n\n\"Are you nuts\" he said, eyes wide. \"I love your clit, licking it, stroking it\"\n\n\"but I don't get anything out of it.\" becky replied \"Hell I can't even get\nmyself off. And after a while, it hurts. Please help me\" Steve tried to\nprotest but Becky's mind was set.\n\nThat night, Becky had Steve tie her spreadeagle to the bed.\n\n\"Now I want you to make sure you cut it all.\" she demanded \"All the way down\nto the root\" Steve sighed and agreed.\n\n\"I still wish you'd change your mind\" he said, holding the thick handled\nkitchen knife.\n\nBecky laid her head back and pushed her cunt up to him. \"Do it now\" she\ndemanded. \"With no mercy\" Steve relunctantly reached down and pulled her pussy\nlips wide apart and put clips on her labia to keep them out of his way. He\nthen placed the knife blade up against her clit, which seemed to be erect with\nexcitment, begging him to cut it. He then dug the blade under the base of her\nexcited member and began to cut roughly. Becky moaned with pleasure. Steve\nsawed upward toward the head. Just as he cut thru the nerve, Becky had an\norgasm that shook her entire body. With a final tug, he jerked her clit away\nfrom her body and pressed a cauterizing iron to the hole.\n\nBecky laid on the bed covered with sweat, completely spent from her mind-\nblowing orgasm. Steve was strangly excited as he looked at her now bare\npooter. It was a turn on to see the frigid clit gone.\n\nNow Becky and Steve are happier than ever. Becky is relieved that the useless\npiece of meat is gone. Strangly enough, she has the best orgasms without it.\nSteve misses licking and playing with it but overall is happier than ever with\nhis now clitless woman.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 38, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Dolpheo Nullified - Revised", "Tags": "BI, NULLIFICATION, Sci-Fi", "Summary": "Note to the eunuch.org reviewers: This is a revision intended to replace the original \"Dolpheo\". I read that version over multiple times but, Murphey's Law, didn't discover some typos until after it was posted. Also, as you can see, I've slightly changed the title to make it more descriptive. So if you please, I would appreciate it if you took down the original \"Dolpheo\" and posted this in its place. Thank you!Synopsis: Dolpheo is abducted by human-like aliens, loses his genitalia, and gets laid. A lot.", "Text": "` [One more click for the new and improved\nstory!](http://web.archive.org/web/20080628050832/http://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/D/ea_213557dolpheo_.htm)  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 0, "longest_sentence": 24, "num_participle_phrases": 0, "num_sentences": 3, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "KAREN AND FRANK", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Karen got freedom.", "Text": "Removed for plagiarism:\n\nSee this link:\n\nhttp://www.eunuch.org/Alpha/W/ea_82711a_wife_c.htm  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 1, "longest_sentence": 15, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 1, "is_complex": false, "reasons": [], "score": 0}, "total_complexity_score": 0, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Self Initiation (gay, testicles, young)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "Self Initiation\n\nToday is the most important day in my young life. I am to become a member of\nan international group of males that is deeply entrenched in business,\npolitics, and to some extent, religion. This group has been in existence for\nseveral hundred years, and its members are the most influential and powerful\nmen in the world.\n\nThe pretext of this group has always been that if young men are altered early\nin life then they can concentrate totally on maintaining this far reaching\nenterprise, without the encumbrance of sexual desire. This concept arises from\nantiquity where the court eunuchs held riches and power and where even\ninvolved with making war.\n\nToday I am 16 years of age. As such, I am anxious to participate in this\nspecial initiation ritual. Upon healing, I will go to a private school for\nadvanced, highly specialized training. Following private school, I will attend\nUniversity to obtain one or more advanced degrees in the specialty to which I\nam assigned. Following my formal education, I will be guaranteed, for life, my\nposition in this power empire.\n\nMy life here began 12 years ago. As a 4 year old waif, I was brought from the\norphanage in a large South American city, where I had been abandoned at birth.\nUpon arrival at our compound, I was circumcised, as are all of the boys here.\n\nDuring my stay, I have received an extensive education and I am fluent in many\nlanguages. Because of my performance I am the highest rated student in my age\ngroup. At most, 6 boys are given this opportunity each year. This year, there\nare 5 of us. The initiation I am to undergo is completely voluntary. For many\nyears I have known that to succeed in this organization I would have to\nwillingly surrender a portion of my manhood.\n\nA new procedure this year with this organization is that I was asked for a\nlarge quantity of sperm that could be frozen for insemination at a later time.\nThus, if I become a success, my seed can be used to propagate my progeny, even\nafter I have been modified. For the last month or so, I have been providing\ndaily specimens to the bank.\n\nFor the last 7 evenings, I have been allowed to shared my bed with a variety\nof different boys. I was given the option of selecting boys from the age\ngroups of 13, 14, and 15. Last night I shared my bed for a second time with my\nfavorite of all of the groups, an ebony skinned 15 year old. His name is Jamal\nand he is the lead student in his age group. Since he was most willing, I\nspilled my seed into him a number of times during the night. I also allowed\nhim to penetrate me during our love making. He will undergo this initiation in\none year\u0092s time. He will also assist in the operation about to be performed.\n\nIt is time for my initiation. I am told to remove all of my clothing, save a\nnarrow white loin cloth around my slender hips. I am walked into the operating\ntheater. There, the surgeon removes my loin cloth, exposing my genitals. There\nare mirrors on the ceiling and walls of this room and I have a good view of my\nprivate parts. The doctor begins by injecting my testicles and scrotum with a\nsolution that will temporarily block all sensations. As I watch, he draws red\nlines on my scrotum; one about 1 inch in length from the base of my penis to\nthe middle of the sac, another about 1\" long at an angle to the left of the\nend of the first line, and a third, a mirror image of the second. Basically,\nan upside down letter Y is drawn in red on the sac.\n\nI am handed a scalpel, and using the mirrors and the techniques that I have\npracticed for several months, I slice open my scrotum along the line from the\nbase of my penis. A light touch is all that is required since the scalpel is\nextremely sharp. With the first opening made, I move the scalpel and slice to\nthe right, and then to the left.\n\nMy friend then takes my penis in his hand and begins to massage it. He has\ncoated his hands with a massage oil to increase the blood flow to my rod. As I\nnear my final orgasm, the scrotum begins to shrink, pulling the testicles\ntight against my abdomen. As the scrotum shrinks, the testicles are forced\nthrough the incisions I have just made. As I reach orgasm, my friend puts his\nlips over my glans to drink of my final flow. The testicles have now pushed\nthrough and are hanging below the fully contracted sac of my scrotum. My\nfriend releases my penis and I grasp the right ball and pull it gently,\ncausing the thin tubes attached to it to emerge from within my body. When I\nstop there are several feet of spermatic tube laying on the table. I repeat\nthe process with the left ball.\n\nThe surgeon then tightly ties a thin black thread around the tubes to each\nball. He gives me the scalpel and while holding both tubes in my left hand, I\nuse my right hand to severe both tubes, just below the thread.\n\nIt is done. I have just terminated my ability to reproduce. I place the\ntesticles and tubes into a small stainless bowl for disposal.\n\nThe surgeon then places a plastic prostethis into the sac. It is a single\nmolded piece in the rough shape of two testicles. It is weighted slightly in\none end so it will tend to hang in the proper orientation. He then sutcher\u0092s\nthe incisions. In a few weeks, the scars will heal, and to all but the closest\nphysical examination, it will appear that I have a fully functional set of\nballs.\n\nSend comments to: oldspark@hotmail.com", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 64, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 61, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Al and his Brother Danny", "Tags": "WARNING, TESTICLES, MINOR, threehornyboys@aol.com", "Summary": "A teenage boy and his younger brother leave home and find out life is not better away from home.", "Text": "` Chapter one: The beginning `\n\nIt seens like a long time ago. Al was 16yo and over to his best friends house,\nnext door. Greg and him had been friend for a long time, but today was going\nto be different. It was raining, the boys where alone in Greg's room. They\nwere looking at a Playboy. Greg was rubbing his crotch and Al's cock was\ngetting bigger so both boys were getting hard. soon it would be painful and\nthey would shed their clothes, stroking thier dick rubbing them until they\nshot their cream load all over Greg's bath towel. This was the beginnig of\nmany rainy afternoons together. Later, they would add Al's younger brother\nDanny.\n\nBoth Danny and Al were blond blue smooth hot young teenboys. Like a lot of\nteenagers, they thought a like about sex. Gym class was a chance to see the\nhot bodies of those cute yung boys. Greg , Al and Danny spent a lot of time\njacking off and talking about the hot hung boys in school.However one day life\nwould change. Al way studying late at the library and had to piss. The\nbathroom was in the basement behind the rows of books. Al went to the urnial\nto pee. He pulled out his boy cock and was pissing when a big tall black men\ntook the urnial new to him. The black men was almost a foot taller than Al (\nwho is only 5 foot 8. He pulled out his huge black cock. Al could only watch,\nas the Black men stroked his black cock.\n\n\"You like that boy?\" the black men said.\n\nAl could only nod.\n\n\"Suck it!!\" he said.\n\nThe black men push Al to his knees and forced Al to suck him off. He took Al's\nclothes and fucked him in the middle of the library restroom. It was Al's\nfirst black man and his first fuck.\n\nAfter that night Al looked for the black men all over but counldn't find him.\nHe told the two other boys how hot it was. It would have ended there except\nfor a chat room. Late one night Al was at his computer when he saw a chat room\nDomBlkM4subwhtm. he entered the room and just watched. He found black men who\nused white boys. Al was so turned on that he almost came in his jeans. Night\nafter night he watched until one night he said hi to one of the black men. Al\nsent the black guy a pic of him and his brother Danny. The Black man was\ninterested. After a few night he meet more black men across the country. Many\nof them promised sex but not until he met MASTER Isaiah was the boy really\ninterested. The Master promise to take control of him, used him, dominate him,\nshave his teenage body bare, and most important sell him like a slave to other\nblack men. The moment Isaiah said that Al's dick was rock hard. Al wanted to\nbe used like that. Soon it was all Al could think of. Al talked to Isaiah\nalmost every night. Al decided to visit Isaiah in Upstate New York just after\nthanksgiving. As Al maked plans for the trip Danny to was interested in\nvisiting Isaiah. One night Danny talked to Isaiah. He told the boy how he\nwould use him fuck him sell his ass and all his stuff. leaving him tied up and\nnaked. Danny just like Al was rock hard. They both would leave home and give\nthemselves to Master Isaiah.\n\nChapter two: Master Isaiah\n\nThe day had arrived, Al and Danny parents were out of town. The boys packed up\nAl's car and off they were to Upstate New York. As the trip went on both Al\nand Danny got harder and harder. Soon they were crossing Ohio part of\nPennsylania us they entered the city they found the motel which Master Isaiah\nwas staying. The boys parked the car dressed only in jeans, jocks, tee shirts\nand docs just as Master Isaiah had said. No socks no underwear. Both boys\ndicks were pushing against the demin, as they opening the door. They dropped\nto their knees and be fore Master Isaiah.\n\n\"Strip naked now!\" he said.\n\nThe boys torn off their clothes trying to obey. Now they were naked before\ntheir huge black Master. Over the next hours he used them over and over again.\nThey sucked his cock, his balls, licked his black ass and were fucked by his\nhuge black cock. None of they got any sleep. The boys were fuck out when the\nalarm rang.\n\n\" Time to get going, bitches.\" He said.\n\nThe boy got up and showered with their black owner. It was a real contrast the\nbig black man and the two white boys. The boys were kept naked and used every\nnight for a week. When Isaiah was gone on business the boys were tied up to\nthe two beds spread eagle. A number of times that week Isaiah would bring his\nclients to see the boys. He loaned them out to the highest bidder. After a\nweek of this the boys were loaded into a van and taken to a large warehouse.\nIn the center was a stage, with all Al's and Danny's stuff, even Al's car. One\nby one each item was auctioned off the car, the computer, the stero, all of\nAl's and Danny favorite things. One by one gone. Whne they began to auction\noff Al and danny's clothes. Al's leather jacker, Danny's favorite sweater. all\ngone. Even the underwear! The only thing left was the clothes Al and Danny\nwere wearing. Master Isaiah was not done. the boys tie shirt were sold right\noff their backs, next their docs and then their jeans. Now the only thing left\nwas their jocks. they were sold too. The boys were left naked in the middle of\nthe room full of black men. Master Isaiah was not done yet. Now he would sell\ntheir hair all of it. THe highest bidder on each boy would shave the boy bare\nfrom head to toe nothing would be left. Totally hairless. First Al and when\nDanny were shaved bare. But Master Isaiah was still not done. Al and Danny\nthought what else does he have to sell.\n\nThe auctioner took his place as both Al and Danny were brought naked to the\nstage their hand tied behind their backs. The auctioner announced that the\nboys would be casterated and their balls would be sold. the boys could believe\nit. Now everything they own was gone, all their clothes , they were shaved and\nnow they would lose their nuts too. Master Isaiah smiled in the background and\nsaid, \"This is what you wanted boys this is what you'll get your mine now, i\nown you balls and all.\"\n\nThe auctioner closed the bidding and the new owner of the boys balls walked up\nwith a large knife.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 104, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Erlenmeyer Wieners", "Tags": "PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "<SPAN style=\\\"FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: \\'Comic Sans MS\\'; mso-fareast-font-family: \\'Times New Roman\\'; mso-bidi-font-family: \\'Times New Roman\\'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA\\\">\u2026 designer cookware for cocks</SPAN>", "Text": "` `\n\nTanya was toast. You already heard about that. Her cock and balls were semen-\nsteamed and prepped for their trial separation.\n\nThe story was _Auction-Block Chopping-Block Cock_. It wasn\u2019t illustrated, but\nlet me paint a clearer picture of Tanya and his/her technique.\n\nThe nurses in from Montreal spoke French, but the coolest special tool they\nbrought was invented by some German chemist guy around 1900. Erlenmeyer\u2019s\nFlask is every thing you could ask for with an a la carte castration.\n\nIt has a wide bottom and tapers up to a very-thin neck. No, it\u2019s not your ex-\nhusband. It\u2019s made of clear pyrex glass, good for heating things up and good\nfor heating up the audience watching things heating up, with their see-through\nvantage advantage.\n\nAfter all the surgical tubes and stuff were in place, the bands were set low\nfor a simultaneous death choke on both Tanya\u2019s testicles and the rest of her\nman-sized manhood.\n\nWith such big and cute cocks, many shemales keep their genitals \u2013 oh, what a\nsexy sight when one is up close and personal with a best-of-both-worlds babe.\nCock-alicious Babe-alicious.\n\nBut Tanya\u2019s was sold fair and square, a straight deal for a kinky gay guy who\nhad a fetish thing for phallic fillet. After all, her tits (and a nice\nshopping spree at the Eaton Mall Victoria\u2019s Secret) would be paid for by the\ndelicate deal for her delicacies.\n\nI don\u2019t know if any of the studs were named Erlenmeyer, but whatever and\nwhoever, there was plenty of semen deposited into the flask for a nice supply\nof steam \u2013 and such succulent sucked-off steam at that.\n\nHer cock stood bravely during its demise. The nurses proclaimed certification\nof dick death after about six hours of banding. It was ready to be prepared\nfor its new owner.\n\nBunson was on stage holding a flame under the flask, all on a low table kind\nof like those little Japanese ones where you have to sit on your ass while\nknives and sushi fly all over the fucking place.\n\nFour black studleys picked Tanya up by legs and feet and placed her cock-down\nover the flask hole. Her fuck hole kept oozing cum from the happy partying it\nhad during the previous six hours, while a fifth black guy guided the cock-\nball combo into the flask. Nice tight fit. Nice view for everyone (and for the\ncameras), as I said before.\n\nSlowly the semen began to steam. Tanya screamed, but a quick cock up her mouth\nbrought the sound of a speechless audience back to normal.\n\nAnother two hours. The nurses said this was probably an over-cook, but they\nwanted to be sure and there were no good cookbooks yet written for this\nprocess.\n\nDuring the well-seen seamy steaming, the nurses told how they got their idea\nfor this new de-cocking method.  They learned it in Germany, Erlenmeyer\u2019s\nhometown probably.\n\nThey were nurses-in-training as they watched to gay lovers for a delightful\ndining out by dining off. Things pretty much happened as were happening for\npretty Tanya here, but there in Germany there was a twist, a twist of the\nknife as it were.\n\nWhen the German fags were still steaming, the two lovers sat on ornate\nplatters as they craved and carved. The fork test showed they were done just\nright, and it was really, really kinky to watch their steak knives slice piece\nby piece. They shared each other.\n\nThe cameras caught that quaint scene where lovers intertwine their arms as the\nsip champagne. But their champagne was steaming semen sauce with a little\nfresh piss added for flavor. They followed the toast with the same\nintertwining romantic pose, but this time their forks served freshly-carved\ncock heads.\n\nThe nurses couldn\u2019t remember if the German lovers had fed each other the other\nguys cock head or if they fed each other their own cock heads. The audience\nagreed that either would be fine, a matter of taste, so to speak.\n\nAfter the stories, Tanya was placed on a platter of her own. The new owner of\nhis/her genitals slowly carved out his own place in erotic history.\n\nHe was a little nervous, so in the film you will see him wearing a mask. But\nbecause of Erlenmeyer and his flask, you\u2019ll get a great view of everything\nelse.\n\n* * * * * *\n\n_I wish it were an  \n  \nErlenmeyer Wiener.\n\n_\n\n_That is what I really want it to be.\n\n_\n\n_Because, if it were an Erlenmeyer Wiener,\n\n_\n\n_everyone would love to come and see\u2026\n\n_\n\n_me and my kinkily-cooked cock.\n\n_\n\n_* * * * * *\n\n_\n\n_I asked the nurses if they ever heard or saw kinky\n\n_\n\n_proceedings with female circumcision.\n\n_\n\n_They said it was common for a kinky woman to\n\n_\n\n_make a nipple-cut-off decision\n\n_\n\n_(because, apparently, they fry up pretty good too),\n\n_\n\n_but they had only seen one lez orgy scene\n\n_\n\n_involving clits collected and cooked a la carte.\n\n_\n\n_With their mouths full,\n\n_\n\n_the nurses couldn\u2019t tell me much more,\n\n_\n\n_but maybe there is another story in store.\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n_\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 47, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 64, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Toy Factory Part 4  - Lord Highett's Request", "Tags": "GAY, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "the doctor continues his work ....", "Text": "` Part four `\n\nLord Highett\u2019s Request\n\nThe doctor greeted his client and friend, Lord Highett, in the plush private\nconsultation room of the doctor\u2019s facility.\n\nLord Highett, despite his peerage, was not an aristocrat, in fact he was a\nself-made multi-millionaire from the 1980s property boom. He was now in his\nlate 50s and corpulent and podgy.\n\nNo one would guess that beneath his slightly smarmy exterior, more used car\nsalesman than Lord, that a cold and perverse nature lay. One that was able to\nbuy whatever he wanted for his personal pleasure. And today he intended to\norder a another for his collection of young men.\n\nThe doctor and the Lord sat down on a couch. A large screen television\nflickered to life as the doctor pushed the remote control.\n\n\u201cWe have a nice range of boys at the moment. Does His Lordship have a\nparticular type of boy in mind?\u201d the doctor asked in the tone of voice a suit\nsalesman might use.\n\nAs he spoke the screen showed a jail like series of cells. In each sat a young\nman, naked and gagged and handcuffed.\n\nHighett watched intently as each cell in turn was shown.\n\n\u201cI think the blond one, the second one you showed me.\u201d He said as if he were\nchoosing a tie.\n\n\u201cExcellent choice m\u2019Lord\u201d the doctor smiled.\n\n\u201cI will need adjustments\u2026\u201d Highett said.\n\nThe doctor nodded, moving to his computer on the desk behind the couch.\n\n\u201cWhat did you have mind Lord Highett?\u201d he asked expectantly.\n\n\u201cI want something different, something more than usual. I want him malleable\u2026.\nmentally deficient and submissive, blind \u2026I like them blind, and no arms to\nfight me off\u2026\u2026and his teeth should be removed and his jaw fixed open. I have\nhad to have one of your boys disciplined for trying to bite me!\u201d\n\nThe doctor\u2019s cock was rigid in his medical uniform at the thought of working\non such a handsome young man. He enjoyed his work and the pleasure it gave him\nin physically changing his victims.\n\n\u201cAnd how is my other project proceeding?\u201d\n\nThe doctor just smiled.\n\n\nAs the men spoke, John sat in his cell, cold and shivering with fear. Why had\nthese men brought him here? What could they want from him? He had no money,\nnothing?\n\nThe men who had snatched him off the streets had stripped him and hosed him\ndown and left him in the cell. There seemed to be others like this but he\ncould not hear anything from the cells next to his own.\n\nLittle did he know of the discussion going on in the room above that was\ndeciding his fate.\n\n\nJohn awoke from his drug induced sleep. Things seemed a little out of focus.\n\nBut the room was black. He could see nothing. It could not dawn on him that he\nwas blinded.\n\nHis arms felt light and strange and his groin ached and instinctively moved\nhis hands to touch his cock and balls.\n\nBut something was wrong. He could not feel anything. What he had yet to\nrealise was he had no arms or hands only their phantom presence, a feeling\noften had by amputees.\n\nAnd he couldn\u2019t seem to close his mouth. This was a very strange feeling.\n\nBut his mind could not focus and he could not work out why it was so dark.\n\nHe heard a door open but no light entered his dark cell from outside.\n\n\u201cI see you are awake my boy.\u201d The soft voice said coolly. He vaguely\nremembered hearing that voice before and he was not sure he liked it.\n\n\u201cThe procedures have gone well young man. Shortly you will be leaving us. I\nknow you are probably feeling a little strange but that will pass.\n\nWe have had to take some pretty radical actions with you son. Unfortunately we\nhave had to remove you arms, they were getting in the way. You have been\ngelded because you don\u2019t need genitals any more and probably have noticed you\ncannot close your mouth properly. We have also found it necessary to remove\nyour eyes. I am sorry about that but you new owner desired it.\u201d\n\nJohn would have reacted if he could have understood what the doctor was\ntalking about but somehow the words jumbled in his mind. The psycho-surgery\nthe doctor had performed had seen to that.\n\nThe doctor knew from the lack of reaction to this news that the brain surgery\nhad gone well. He was pleased he would be able to hand the young man over to\nHighett. Another successful transformation had been completed.\n\nBut he had other projects to worry about including the other one for Lord\nHighett.\n\nHe left John\u2019s cell and moved to the room at the end of the corridor.\n\nHe opened the door and looked across the room to the figure lying on the bed.\n\nThis was Lord Highett\u2019s other \u201cproject\u201d.\n\nThe doctor smiled. Progress had been slow by was approaching conclusion.\n\nTo be continued \u2026\n\nAgain thank you to all those who have e-mailed me with comments and\nsuggestions. Your feedback has made writing these stories more than\nworthwhile.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 75, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Thecia's Niece Julie", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Thecia\\'s niece visits and two young men get too cozy.Fiction and not for minors.", "Text": "Thecia\u2019s Niece Julie\n\nMy name is Thecia and I\u2019m a 31 year old \u201cCutter.\u201d I\u2019ve been de-balling men for\na little over seven years and I\u2019ve cut a more than 100 sets.\n\nMy home is in a small town near Dallas TX but, because of my engineering job I\nspend over six months a year in the NY/NJ area.\n\nThe company keeps a nice small rental house for me there.\n\nI was entertaining my 16 year old niece Julie, who was on a visit from\nWisconsin. I made arrangements to take some time off and show her the Jersey\nshore and the local summer fun things.\n\nThere is a large marina near my part time home and she soon found the \u201cdock\u201d\nboys who help tie up the visiting yachts. They were mostly 16 to 18 years old\nand generally cute.\n\nJulie had the perfect bikini body, tight butt and perky breasts, with the\nflattest stomach you ever saw.\n\nI still had to show up for work once or twice a week and I was at work one\nFriday and called her to find out if she wanted to go out to dinner. She\ndidn\u2019t answer, nor did she answer her cell.\n\nWhen I got home and still couldn\u2019t find her, I walked the six blocks to the\nmarina. There were many people around but no sign of Julie. In the far corner\nof the yard there was a storage building that looked like a garage. On a whim\nI went and opened the back door. My mouth fell open with the sight. Little\ninnocent Julie was bound on top of a pile of rope, her legs spread and one of\nthe two dock boys was pounding her with his big dick. With each stroke I saw\nhis big balls slam against her tight little ass. The other boy, the blond, was\nforcing his dick into her mouth.\n\nThe blond boy saw me and ran for the other door. I caught him behind the ear\nwith an aluminum boat hook that I found and he fell to the floor, out cold.\nThe other kid didn\u2019t seem to notice me and kept slamming his hard dick into\nJulie. I walked over, grabbed his balls and twisted as hard as I could. That\ngot his attention. He screamed and fell to the floor in the fetal position. I\nfollowed, never letting go of my choke hold on his nuts. He tried to turn and\nI twisted harder. He fell back down beaten. I found a marlin spike, a sharp\nspike used to splice rope and I drove it through his right ball. He screamed\nand passed out.\n\nJulie just laid there, dazed. Here little pussy had cum running out of it and\nher asshole had a blood cum mixture dripping from it.\n\nI found rope and tied the two boys to the heavy wooden shelving. I took Julie\nhome, sedated her and let her sleep. There was no need to get a rape kit done,\nthese kids would never rape again.\n\nReturning to the small storage shed I found the boys exactly where I left\nthem, both awake now and struggling.\n\nI didn\u2019t have my nutting kit but I found a small hatchet with a very sharp\nblade. It would do.\n\nI asked the black haired kid if he liked young pussy and he just put his head\ndown and looked ashamed. I laid the blade against the top of his sack and\nsmiled, as usually happens, his dick got hard. I asked him, \u201cHow many loads\ndid you put in my niece?\u201d He mumbled, \u201cThree.\u201d I brought the block of wood\nthat I found down onto the back of the hatchet as hard as I could. His balls\nnever moved, they just lay there, skewered by the spike, they were no longer\nattached to him.\n\nThe blond kid was obviously terrorized, the fear in his face was glowing. I\ntold him that if he told the truth I would spare his teenage nuts. He told of\nmeeting Julie in the shed to smoke a joint. The two boys had planed to \u201cget a\nlittle\u201d and they thought they would get away with it. I asked if he got off as\nmuch as his friend did and he said, \u201cThree times.\u201d I laid the blade on his\nnutsack as I had his friend and his dick rose on cue. I began to fondle it and\nit responded as any young man\u2019s dick would.\n\nI looked at him and said, \u201cRemember my promise to not cut you if you tell the\ntruth?\u201d He said, \u201cYes.\u201d I asked, \u201cDid you tell the truth?\u201d He answered, \u201cYes.\u201d\nWith very little effort on my part he began to spurt thick rich man juice. I\nkept my hand on his rock hard dick and felt it pulse, with large gobs of spunk\nrunning down my hand. I looked him in the face and told him, \u201cI lied,\u201d With\nthat I brought the block of wood down and his balls rolled across the floor.\nHe was still spurting, but the rich cum that had been shooting white, went to\npink then to blood red. I almost felt sorry for him, cumming blood like that.\n\nI left them there tied to the shelves as I collected the balls and sacks. I\nwalked to the creek that abutted the marina and tossed the four balls to the\nseagulls. The birds loved them, they even fought over them. I thought to\nmyself, \u201cBig macho baby makers today, seagull shit tomorrow. \u201c\n\nI went home where Julie and I had a nice lunch of toasted cheese sandwiches\nwith jersey tomatoes under the cheese and iced tea. Nutting always makes me\nhungry.\n\nI was worried that I had gone too far this time. The boys could identify both\nJulie and I, but I later learned that the responding cops had found 30,000\ndollars worth of cocaine in the shed and believed that the nutting was all\npart of a drug war.\n\nRespectfully Submitted\n\nThecia\n\nComments or feedback thecia@hotmail.com  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 44, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 73, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Friends Reunited", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Chance meeting with old girlfriend leads to more than Adrian anticipated....", "Text": "` It was Friends Reunited that brought us together. I'd seen Janice's name on\nthere and risked an e-mail. After all, she'd been my girlfriend when we were\nteenagers and I'd never stopped thinking about her. `\n\nA drink led to her soon inviting me to share her home in Torquay. She was\ndivorced and thanjfully childless. I went for an initial 'trying it out'\nweekend but it was very evident as soon as I arrived that I'd been set up.\n\nHer entire manner had changed. No longer the warm, affectionate woman I'd seen\nat our reunion drink a few weeks earlier. She was cold, flinty-eyed and\ndomineering. To start with, she referred to me as 'Macrow', as if I was her\ndog - or less! My naturally timid nature didn't let me argue though and I\naccepted her stern uncompromising assertiveness.\n\n\"I'm having a party tonight\" she said. \"And you'll be serving the drinks\". She\nonly told me the basics, however....One hour before the first ladies arrived\n(it was to be an all-lady affair) she told be to strip naked. \"That's how\nyou'll be serving everyone\" Janice informed me. \"About time they all saw your\npathetic body for what it is - or isn't, rather!\"\n\nHumiliating wasn't the word and at midnight came the other surprise. Striking\na gong, Janice asked everybody to be silent and whisked the cloth off\nsomething that was standing on a table at the site. It was a perfect model of\nthe French guillotine! \"Yes, this is a minaturised guillotine\" she told\neverybody. \"In fact, it's a Penis Guillotine. And - like the bigger versions -\nit's going to be removing someone's 'head'. Yes, Macrow's cock head!\". There\nwere whoops of joy and clapping at this announcement.\n\nI had to walk up to the table. \"Now, do you want to o for a final wee, first?\"\nshe taunted. \"It'll be the last time you do, through your complete hosepipe\".\nI declined and laid my penis head into the curved block. When she was sure I\nwas positioned correctly, Janice pressed a lever and less than a second later,\nmy severed mauve cock head was nestling in the miniature straw basket\nunderneath. Cauterising fluid was applied to my penis, which now was\napproximately one inch shorter and flat-ended. \"Much better!\" she beamed. \"But\nonly the beginning...\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 36, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Gerald", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "Convicts who agree to terms of slavery and castration in lieu of execution", "Text": "Gearld sat across from the lawyer and listened numbly as the man gave him the\nalternatives. \"You will go to prison and be locked in a cell twenty-three\nhours a day, fed food not fit for animals, and eventually, after your appeals\nrun out, they will kill you. Pal, we have been through two appeals and I have\nshot all my bullets. However, you know the only alternative\".\n\n\"You are talking having my nuts cut off and being sold as a slave\", he stated\nwith tear filled eyes\".\n\n\"The procedure is done by a surgeon and you will be set free after five years\nof enforced servitude. Now, I hate this; but I have to deliver your decision\non this to the Attorney General for his approval today\".\n\n\"I consent\", he weakly whispered.\n\n\"You are saving your life; I hope you know that. Yes, the cost is tremendous\nand your term of slavery will be harsh, but it only five years\". He nodded and\nsigned the papers. Jerry didn't sleep well that night and was awakened way\nbefore normal lights on.\n\n\"Get up\", a guard with a flashlight ordered. He sleepily climbed out of the\nbunk and stood up. \"Strip\". He pulled off his t-shirt and pushed his underwear\ndown his legs and stood before the man naked.\n\nAnother guard arrived with some handcuffs and ankle chains. Gerald was\naccoustomed to being in shackles but having a leather collar placed around him\nand being naked was different.\n\n\"Slaves are naked and in chains! You may as well get used to it! A van is\nwaiting to take you to the auction center where you will have your nuts cut\noff and then sold as a slave\".\n\nHe was taken downstairs to a underground garage and delivered to a large black\nman wearing a kakhi jumpsuit.\n\n\"My name is Mister Washington and you are my prisoner; you do what I say and\nwe will be fine you don't - I will beat your naked ass with the strap\". \"Yes,\nsir\", Jerry immediately replied.\n\nHe was locked down in the back of a grey van and the journey began.\n\nOnce they were out onto the highway Washington spoke. \"Look, I know that I\nhave you back there naked, in chains, and locked down. However, we had a guard\nassauted by a slave transportee, just like you, who worked his way out of his\nchains. How? We don't know. Well, I am not having that happen today\".\n\n\"Yes, sir\" Gerald replied. \"Well, to give me peace of mind about what you are\ndoing back there; I want to hear those chains that you have on clicking. Open\nyour legs and get that dick hard! Once you are hard; you used your left hand\nto jack off. Now, don't let yourself cum. You do, you get the strap. \"Yes,\nSir\", he meakly replied as he opened his legs and brought his chained hands\ndown to his crotch.\n\nA minute or so later he was obeying his orders as he moved his left hand up\nand down his now swollen cock. \"Do you hear the chains clicking\", Washington\nasked? \"Yes, sir\".\n\nIt was summer and the cargo compartment of the van where Gerald was chained\nwas extremely hot and his naked body was already covered in sweat as he\nmasturbated.\n\n\"I timed you that last minute - you are only doing doing thirty strokes a\nminute. That needs increased! I have slaves who did fifty without cumming. You\ndon't get your ass to forty - I will stop this van and strap your ass\"\n\nJerry picked up the pace as he stared down at his now, red and swollen cock.\nMinutes later, Washington spoke again, \"Good boy\"! \"Yes, Sir\", he breathed.\n\nThe van stopped and the sliding door opened and two men freed him from the van\nand stood him beside it. \"Did the slave behave\", one of them asked Washington?\n\"Yes. However, I want him whipped anyway\".\n\nHe took a bar with a chain ending in a hook handing from the center and\nattached to the hook by his handcuff chains. A tall, blond man approached and\ngave him a guick look before taking a hose and wetting his naked body down.\n\nJerry hung there naked and hard as a rock.\n\nThen it started! The man used a long leather strap attached to a wooden handle\nto administer the whipping. The strap lapped over the edge of Jerry's ass on\nthe first five swats.\n\nHe has hosed down again and the man moved to the other side and gave him\nanother five. Ten more followed - five from each side. Finally, he was let\ndown. He was in acute pain, but still had his erection.\n\n\"Slave for castration\"! a loudspeaker sounded.\n\nTO BE CONTINUED........  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 42, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 65, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "MAAM", "Tags": "TESTICLES, MINOR, Warning:  Young children", "Summary": "MAAM, Mothers Against Adolescent Masturbation, is a national organization with chapters in most states. The women get together once a month and commiserate with each other about their teenage kids\u2019 vile habits and exchange tuna casserole recipes and such. Men are not welcome at these meetings.", "Text": "\u201cMen are all bastards,\u201d Mora said, taking a sip from her glass of sacramental\nChablis. \u201cIf not for their responsibility to reproduce they all should be\ncastrated at puberty.\u201d Mora had been married three times and every one of her\nexes had cheated on her. Of course, her weighing three hundred pounds and\nhaving a tongue like a viper had nothing to do with their infidelity. \u201cAll\nadult males should be fitted with chastity devices,\u201d she continued. \u201cAnd they\nshould only be released to satisfy their reproductive obligations. Once they\nhave fathered a couple of kids, hopefully daughters, they should get the\nknife.\u201d\n\n\u201cYou go girl!\u201d Annie exclaimed. \u201cI feel the same way. I bought a 3000 over the\nInternet and make my husband wear it all of the time, except for a couple of\nhours a month, of course,\u201d she said with a sly wink. A few more of the ladies\nexchanged notes about what sloppy sperm-spewing creatures that their husbands\nand sons were, and each offered their personal recommendations about how to\ndeal with masturbation. Chastity devices seemed to be universally recommended\nfor men, while punishment, sanctions, and hand restraints at night were\npreferred for teenage boys. The most militant advocated castration as the\nultimate cure.\n\nMarlene sat quietly in the corner sipping a Diet Pepsi and took all of this\nin. She didn\u2019t hate men; she\u2019d come to the meeting for information. She liked\nsex, and since her husband\u2019s death two years ago she considered her Ultra-Vibe\n80 to be her best friend, and she certainly didn\u2019t begrudge her three sons\ntheir pursuit of pleasure. She knew, however, that if left to their own\ndevices the boys would spend too much of their spare time masturbating and she\nhoped the support group would help her set reasonable limits to their activity\nand also give her some hints about how to openly discuss the subject with the\nboys. She had figured out that the meeting was a waste of time and had decided\nto leave when another woman spoke up.\n\n\u201cWell, I solved the problem before it even became a problem,\u201d Tina offered.\n\n\u201cHow did you do that?\u201d Mora asked.\n\n\u201cAll my husband could give me were boys,\u201d Tina explained. \u201cI wanted girls, so\nonce the bastard ran out on me I turned my boys into girls.\u201d\n\n\u201cSydney and Leslie? Boys? I don\u2019t believe it.\u201d Annie questioned.\n\nTina got up and strode to the back door. \u201cGirls, would you come in here a\nminute, please?\u201d Tina took he two daughters everywhere with her, and they were\nboth playing in the back yard while their mother was inside male bashing.\n\n\u201cYes Mom?\u201d Sydney, the younger girl asked. She looked to be about ten years\nold and was dressed, like her sister, in red shorts and a simple pink top that\nshowed her bare midriff. Both girls had fine features and long blonde hair.\n\n\u201cWould you girls please pull down your panties and show these nice ladies what\nyou look like?\u201d\n\n\u201cHere, Mom?\u201d The older girl looked around nervously.\n\n\u201cYes dear. There aren\u2019t any boys or men around, it\u2019s just us women so it\u2019s\nokay.\u201d The girls hesitated a few second then simultaneously thumbed down their\nshorts, looked at each other for reassurance then pulled down their thin\npanties and stood facing the ladies in the room. They both had the slender\nhips and thighs of young girls, but each also sported a tiny penis, no more\nthan two inches long. Neither had any trace of a scrotum. \u201cThank you, girls,\u201d\nTina said, \u201cYou can go back out and play now.\u201d\n\n\u201cHow old were they when you, you know, did it?\u201d Mora asked, once the girls had\nleft the room. She had been nervously squirming in her chair since seeing the\ncastrated boys, and a small damp stain could now be seen in the crotch of her\ntightly stretched jeans.\n\n\u201cOh, lets see. Sydney had just turned two, so Leslie would have been three.\u201d\n\n\u201cHow\u2019d you do it, anyway? Mora pried, refilling her wine glass from the box in\nthe refrigerator. Her lips had turned bright red, and her face was flushed\nwith excitement.\n\n\u201cOh, I just gave them each a shot to put them asleep and cleaned off the\nkitchen table. I had just gotten out of nursing school and had a lot of stuff\naround the house and was pretty handy with scissors. I just slit their bags\nopen, tied off their little grapes, and snipped them off. Then I removed their\nscrotums and stitched them up nice and neat. They were up and about in no\ntime. There\u2019s really not much to it if you keep everything nice and clean. I\ncould probably teach anyone how in an hour or so.\u201d\n\n\u201cHas it ever occurred to you that sometime or other, maybe in a couple of\nyears when they dress down for PE for example, that someone might notice that\nthey\u2019re somehow a little different from the other girls?\u201d Marlene asked,\nsomewhat sarcastically.\n\n\u201cOh that won\u2019t be a problem,\u201d Tina said. \u201cTheir father is quite well off now,\nand he has agreed to pay for the necessary surgery to complete their\ntransformation.\u201d\n\n\u201cYou mean he knows about it?\u201d Marlene was incredulous.\n\n\u201cOh sure,\u201d Tina said, \u201cI even gave him the option. He could have them and they\ncould remain boys, or he could let me keep them and I could do as I pleased.\nOf course, I also threatened him with castration if he didn\u2019t let me do it to\nthe boys. That scared him so badly that he never even asked to see his kids.\u201d\n\nMarlene had heard enough; she left the room, got in her car, and drove\ndirectly home. She was a lawyer and technically an officer of the court, but\nshe honestly didn\u2019t know if a law had been broken. Even if a criminal act had\nbeen committed, the children believed that they were girls and were apparently\nhappy. She was absolutely sure, however, that Tina and Mora were both\nextremely sick bitches and she vowed to have nothing more to do with them or\ntheir group.\n\n\u201cHey guys, come in here a minute,\u201d she called out the back door to the three\nshirtless teenagers who\u2019d been lounging around the pool.\n\n\u201cWhat\u2019s up, Mom?\u201d Brett asked, striding into the kitchen with his two brothers\nin trail.\n\n\u201cJust stand there,\u201d Marlene said. \u201cI just want to look at you for a minute.\u201d\nBrett, the oldest, was nearly sixteen and as far a Marlene could tell he spent\nall of his time thinking about what kind of car she might buy him. A few curls\nof hair protruded above the waistband of his shorts but stopped shy of his\nnavel. More dark hair covered his muscular calves, and although he didn\u2019t need\nto shave regularly, a fine dark shadow graced his upper lip and chin. Michael,\nnow fourteen and a freshman in high school, was a few inches taller and had\nlighter hair than his older brother. He was a good looking kid, and most of\nthe evening phone calls from girls were for him. He had no trace of facial\nhair but fine blonde curls adorned his thighs. Kevin, the smallest, had just\nturned thirteen and was the baby of the family, and he sometimes copped an\nattitude that supported that nickname. He would be an eighth grader next fall,\nand still had the smooth, flawless skin and hairless legs of a child. It was\nonly the contra-alto crack of his voice-and the stains on his sheets-that\nannounced his ascent into puberty.\n\n\u201cOkay guys, drop your shorts. I want to do a short-arm inspection.\u201d Marlene\u2019s\nlate husband had told her about military life, and up until his death he\u2019d\noccasionally inspected his sons\u2019 genitals. She hadn\u2019t seen them nude since\nthey had been young children.\n\n\u201cMom!\u201d Michael indignantly complained.\n\n\u201cI gave birth to you and I wiped your little butts when you were babies. I\ncertainly won\u2019t be shocked at seeing you naked now.\u201d Marlene stated. The boys\nall turned read with embarrassment, but all knew better than to disobey their\nmother, and after looking at each other for a few seconds they all slowly\nlowered their baggy swim trunks.\n\nMarlene stepped back and slowly scanned her three sons: Brett, almost a man,\nMichael, the well-endowed teenage heartthrob, and Kevin, her baby, now an\nadolescent capable of reproduction. She envied their teenage masculinity and\ncould practically smell the testosterone that they exuded, and she couldn\u2019t\nimagine why Tina would castrate her own sons. \u201cOkay,\u201d she finally said, and\nonce they had pulled their shorts back up she wrapped her arms around them and\ngave them all a hug. \u201cI love you all,\u201d she said, \u201cJust they way you are.\u201d\n\n\u201cWhat the heck was all that about?\u201d Kevin asked his brothers.\n\n\u201cBeats me,\u201d Brett answered. \u201cMom must be wigging out about something or\nother.\u201d\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 59, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 105, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "All Hat No Cattle (Part 11)", "Tags": "Other: Cum Ranching", "Summary": "In which Larry, our protagonist, is held up to ridicule. Literally.", "Text": "Usually about an hour after sundown, Barn C's lights were dimmed\nand then extinguished.  Within minutes, the imprisoned male stock\nbegan a comparison of experiences from the day just ended.  The\nevening after the public torture of Larry's abusive handler, int-\nerest in his impressions of the event was running high.  \"What\ndid they do to her?\", came a question out of the dark, \"Was she\nbleeding?\", came another.  Inflated a little by the attention, \nLarry began to embroider his tale and then launched into some un-\nflattering descriptions of the company officials responsible for\nthe afternoon's brutal object lesson.  The ensuing laughter in \nthe dark barn encouraged him and he pursued his new popularity\nwith the avidity of a romance novelist, piling on imaginary de-\ntails and completely unaware of management's recording device\npositioned just below the rafters in the ceiling.\n\nAfter his semen had been extracted by the milking machine the\nfollowing morning, and as he was lining up with the others for\nhis feeding, Larry was abruptly collared and pulled out of the\nqueue by two guards.  \"You don't want to eat breakfast today,\"\none of them pronounced, \"you'll just end up losing it anyway.\"\n\"The Boss heard what you had to say about her last night,\" said\nthe other, \"and you're really in for it now.\"  The dragged him\ninto the very area that had been used to torture the blonde\nwrangler the previous day.  But now, where the stocks had been\nearlier, there stood what looked like a truncated gallows, a\nlength of rough rope dangling from its rough-hewn cross-piece.\nHe was roped securely to one of the vertical supports and left\nwhile the guards went to assemble his fellow victims.\n\n(to be continued)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 50, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 13, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "the meal", "Tags": "STRAIGHT", "Summary": "a strange evening with my prospectives", "Text": "The Meal.\n=========\n\nDonna and I had been dating for a month and now I had been invited to\n her home to meet her daughter and have some home cooked food.\n\nWe met at the office and travelled home together.\n\nI offered to make some tea. \"That'll be great\". Donna went to the sitting\nroom and waited. I rumaged around the cupbaords.\n\nI was looking for tea bags when I discovered a cupboard full of male\ngenitalia in various states of preserve. What should I do. I made the tea\nand took it to them. Playing it cool. Make my excuses and go.\n\nDonna drank some tea and left to make dinner. Sharlene was at the table\ndoing homework. What are you studying. Biology. Male reproductive organs.\nShe opened up her bag and brought out a massive penis - it's a horse's \npenis. Big isnt it. And then took out some bull's Testes. These belonged\nto a bull. If you had things this big, you couldn't walk could you.\n\nI laughed politely. Donna returned and shut the door. On Sharlene's plate\nwas two men's penis, 4 testes and mash potato. My mouth dropped open. I got\nup and headed for the door. It was locked. \"Where are YOU going?\" demanded\nDonna. Sharlene bit the head of one of the penises. I felt weak. Donna slipped\nout of her dress. She was naked. Her beautiful curvey womanly form walked towards me. My\nlegs were like jelly. She dropped to my knees and undid my trousers. I \ncouldn't resist her advances. She slipped down my pants and my erect cock\nsprung up. \"Dont worry, I've never done anything to hurt anyone\". She slipped\nmy cock into her mouth.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 45, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Stealing Heaven Castration", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "This is a description of the castration scene in the 1988 movie Stealing Heaven, about Heloise and Abelard. It\\'s a decent movie if you can find a copy of it.", "Text": "Abelard awoke to the sheet being ripped off his sleeping body. Groggily, he\nrolled over to find out the meaning of the intrusion. Dark, hooded human\nshapes stood around his bed. Without any hesitation, two of them grabbed his\narms. As Abelard twisted and struggled, still in a confused stupor, he found\nhis voice, but it was sleep-choked and mostly unintelligible, \"Hey...no...!\"\nThe man holding Abelard's left wrist put a strong arm across the top portion\nof his chest, also restraining his neck and cutting off most of the air from\nAbelard's windpipe. He gasped in ragged breaths, but was unable to speak. At\nthe same time, two more cloaked men grabbed his thrashing legs. He felt one of\nthe men pulling back his nightshirt, exposing his naked lower half. This had\nonly just registered in his mind when he felt a hand roughly grab his\ntesticles.\n\nAbelard gasped and renewed his thrashing, but to no avail. He racked his brain\nfor some sort of explanation for this treatment, for some sort of recognition\nof any of the hooded men, but he could not find either. The hand on his\ntesticles was pulling them down sharply, away from his body and the feeling\nwas foreign and painful. Then another robed man stepped into his line of\nvision and Abelard's blood ran cold. This man was carrying a menacing looking\nknife, very small, but curved and sharp. Even in his sleep-addled brain,\nAbelard began to make the connection between the pain he was feeling in his\ntesticles and the sadistic smile on the newest man's face...\n\nHe felt another burst of pain from between his legs, like something had been\ntied tightly around the top of his scrotum. The hand then released him, but\nthe pain remained in a dull ache. Abelard knew something bad was about to\nhappen to him, unconsciously he had already figured it out, but his\nconsciousness was blocking it, so horrifyingly repugnant the mere idea was to\nhim. The man with the knife was now standing directly between his legs. He\nreached out a hand, and Abelard felt his testicles being once again pulled\naway from his body. He had been thrashing through the entire process (which\nhad only taken about twenty seconds so far), but now he fought his attackers\nwith renewed strength. While he managed to raise his body a little further off\nof the bed, the men easily continued to hold him down. The man lowered the\nknife. Abelard's eyes went wide with terror and disbelief as he felt the knife\nhook around the top of his scrotum...\n\nWithout hesitation, the man jerked the knife upward as hard as he could.\nAbelard's scream could be heard for miles. Despite the man's arm on his\nthroat, Abelard's scream was deafening. The pain was unbelievable, unbearable.\nThere could not be a word extreme enough to describe the pain that was\nradiating from between his legs. His entire body was tense, his mouth opened\nas wide as it would go, his eyes bulging. Abelard was in agony and his body\nhad transformed into a high-pitched scream. The men had released him and were\nfleeing into the night, but Abelard was not conscious of this. Tears streamed\ndown his face, and all that he was aware of was the pain and the emptiness\nbetween his legs that was consuming him...  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 40, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Neuticle or Fake Balls", "Tags": "", "Summary": "True Story from local paper", "Text": "Neuticle\n\nFrom a Southern California Paper Dated 1/8/00\nand simply entitled...\n\nUpdate\n\nNews of the Weird reported in 1996 on the then-brand-new testicle \nfor dogs (\"Neuticles,\" invited by Gregg Miller of Independence, \nMO.), thought to be helpful to neutered dogs that somehow would \nfeel embarrassed after castration. In November, Miller said he had \nscheduled his first human for an FDA-approved Neuticle implant: \nCalifornian Jim Webb, who had a testicle removed to relieve chronic \nswelling.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": false, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 68, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 2, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Superman Gets Trapped Part 2", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "Further adventures of Superman and Mistress Jade.", "Text": "` Chapter4 `\n\nLex Luthor was called by Annie O.\n\n\"We got him big boss man!\" Annie blared into the telephone.\n\n\"Excellent\" Luthor sneered, \"Where are you?\"\n\n\"We are at Mistress Jade's Dungeon on Weed Street.\" Annie answered.\n\n\"Jade is having some fun with the super stud. We tied his arms and legs wide\napart. He's in his birthday suit by the way and I did two great knots of\nkryptonite rope around those big ol bull balls of his. Jade is tied on top of\nhim facing, er, the other way, if you know what I mean?\"\n\n\"69???\" Luthor interjected. \"How interesting.\"\n\n\"Yeah, Jade is deep throating the super stud and the ropes tied to his bull\nballs are tied around her neck so everytime she moves the big beefy stud yelps\nlike a pup. It's quite a sight!\" Annie cheerfully explained.\n\n\"I'll be over right away.\" Luthor said.\n\n\"We'll be waiting!\" Annie said. They hung up.\n\nThis was too wonderful to believe. Luthor rushed out of his office. Thoughts\nof what he would see danced in his head. He wondered what he would do next\nwith the captured superhero. The possibilities were endless.\n\nBack at Mistress Jade's Dungeon Superman was quietly moaning. He had cum in\nJade's mouth 5 times already and was getting hard again. She moaned with\npleasure as his erection grew. He had Jade's pussy juice all over his face.\nHer hot cunt burned into his face. Now everytime he licked her she quivered up\nand down. Her tits would jiggle all over his tight abs. Superman could feel\nJade's fingers touching his ankles. She was struggling to tie his ankles free\nfrom the kryptonite knots. Suddenly, Superman felt his legs break free from\ntheir restraints. He brought his legs together and breathed a sigh of relief.\nHe could feel some of his strength returning. He was able to turn his bum over\nto the right and bring his leg in so that Jade was able to pull her mouth from\nhis big dick. She pulled up to release and the kryptonite knots on his nads\ntightened. He yelped in pain but then it loosened quickly because Jade's head\nwas free. She quickly brought her head down to his nut sack and took his right\nball in her mouth. Superman moaned in ecstasy and shock. Superman's ball was\nthe size of an apple but Jade had an incredibly wide mouth. She quickly began\nuntying the knot around his right ball with her tongue. Superman could feel\nJade's tongue licking and wrapping around and around his right nut. The\nfeeling was so good. His cock became engorged. Jade was incredibly skilled\nwith her tongue and was able to untie the knot with minimal pain inflicted on\nSuperman's gonad. She quickly moved to the left testicle. Superman gritted his\nteeth and came all over Jade's tits and his stomach.\n\nHe felt incredibly embarrassed that he would lose control of his cock like\nthis. \"Sorry.\" He called down to Jade.\n\nShe popped his nut out of her mouth. \"No problem Superman. I've been doing the\nsame thing to you. Mine just doesn't shoot so much and so far.\" She began to\nlaugh.\n\nSuperman smiled. She made him feel comfortable in the most humiliating and\ncompromising position. He was beginning to develop strange feelings for this\nbeautiful brunette with the green, cat eyes.\n\nWith his ankles and balls free from their kryptonite knots Superman was\nbeginning to feel much stronger. He was able to look up to his right along\nJade's gorgeous, silky white, long leg to her ankle and her restraint. He\ncarefully shot radiation from his eyeballs to burn her rope away. He moved to\nher other leg and burned that knot too. Jade was able to lift up her body and\npull her legs out underneath her. When her legs got all the way around she was\nsitting on Superman's crotch. His dick instantly became hard and slipped into\nJade's open pussy. Jade shrieked in joy and shock. His cock was impaling her\nbut it felt so good. Her pussy was so sore from all the super sucking but this\nfilling of her pussy pushed her over the edge with erotic sensation and\norgasm. Jade found herself crying.\n\n\"What's wrong?\" asked Superman with much concern.\n\n\"Nothing, nothing, please just keep doing this, it is amazing, I feel so good,\nthank you, thank you, thank you!\" Jade cried as she came again and again.\nSuperman's head went back and he cried out with great anguish. He exploded his\nsupercum into Jade. His legs jittered for many minutes.\n\nJade was able to use her toes to untie her hands. She was incredibly limber\nand ambidextrous. When she was completely untied she jumped off of the table\nand moved to the side of Superman. She went to his arms to untie his wrists.\nShe looked down at his warm face and kissed him passionately. He took her\ntongue lustfully into his mouth. Superman had never felt this good before. He\nfelt guilty because he had never felt this passionate about Lois Lane even\nthough he loved her. He felt conflicted. How could he love Lois Lane but feel\nthis lustful for Jade.\n\n\"What is your name?\" Superman asked Jade as she went to untie his right wrist.\n\n\"I am Jade.\"\n\nJust as she said that Superman saw a bat come down hard onto Jade's head. He\nyelled out but it was too late. Jade's eyes closed and she fell to the ground.\nBehind her stood Lex Luthor.\n\n\"I knew that bitch would betray me. She has fallen in love with you.\" Lex\ncursed and began to pace back and forth. Annie O stood to the side with a\nconfused look on her face.\n\nSuperman was feeling much stronger. He looked up at his right arm and used his\nradiation eyes to burn the kryptonite knot enough to break out of it. He\nlooked over to the left arm and began to do the same. Luthor reacted quickly.\n\n\"Get him Annie before he breaks free!\" Luthor yelled.\n\nSuperman could see Annie pull out the dreaded kryptonite sock with the\nkryptonite tennis ball inside of it from her belt. He had to hurry.\n\nAnnie was still confused so she moved slowly. Superman broke free of his\nconstraints and flew off of the table. He flew right into Annie and knocked\nher across the room. He flew over to Luthor.\n\n\"You shouldn't have hit Jade Luthor. You are going to hurt for that.\" Superman\nsaid with much passion.\n\nLuthor swung the bat at Superman and it broke over his arm. Superman stood\nthere unaffected. Superman grabbed Luthor by the throat and lifted him from\nthe ground. Luthor gurgled as a look of fear entered his eyes. Just then\nSuperman felt an incredible pain surge from his testicles. He was naked and\nhis beefy balls had been swinging between his legs unprotected when Annie had\ntaken her opportunity to swing the kryptonite ball into his nut pouch from\nbehind. Superman dropped Luthor and reached his hands to his balls. Just then\nBruno entered the room.\n\n\"Get him Bruno\" Lex yelled.\n\nBruno was a big man. He approached Superman as Superman slowly sunk to his\nknees from the incredibly painful blow he had just received. Bruno went around\nthe back of Superman and grabbed his arms from underneath. He put Superman\ninto a headlock. Superman's hands were forced away from his nuts.\n\n\"Guess I gotta scramble some eggs.\" Annie O laughed as she quickly swung the\nkryptonite sock ball into Superman's unprotected nuts. His nuts were hanging a\ngood 9 inches from his body and when the kryptonite ball made contact it hit\ndirectly between the hanging nuts. \"Whack!\" Superman's nuts swung up into the\nair and banged against his ass. When the nuts swung back down the kryptonite\nball was there again to give him another hit. \"Whack!\" Superman yelled in\nutter pain and agony. Annie was ready every time the apple-sized nuts hit\nSuperman's ass and came back down to their hanging position. \"Whack, whack,\nthud, smack, bang, whack, boom.\" Superman screamed aloud.\n\"ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH\"\n\n\"Yee-haw!\" Screamed Annie. She loved to do this. \"Let's have some more fun\nshall we?\" Annie said coyly. Superman's head hung down, his knees spread wide\nwith Bruno behind him holding him in the headlock and holding Superman's knees\napart with his legs. Superman's huge marble bag hung 9 inches down between his\nlegs. It was red and sore. His limp dick hung 6 inches down over his nuts but\noffered little protection. Annie reached down and grabbed the flesh that\nattached Superman's balls to his body. She squeezed it tight so that\nSuperman's apple balls were squeezed to the bottom of their sack. She quickly\nbrought a kryptonite rope around the flesh and made a tight noose around the\nnut sack. She pulled and the noose went tight. Superman raised his head and\nyelled. She tied another noose with another kryptonite rope around Superman's\nlimp cock. She pulled and the noose went tight around the base of his shaft.\n\"Uggggg\" Annie passed the rope tied to Superman's enormous gonads between his\nlegs and up between his ass cheeks. \"Pardon me darling.\" She winked at Bruno.\nBruno moved out from between Superman's legs. Annie took the rope and made a\ndifficult knot around Superman's wrists. She pulled tight. Superman shuddered.\nAnnie took the slack end of the rope and pulled up. \"Come on Super stud, get\non up!\" Superman's wrists were forced up into the air. His balls were tied to\nthe wrists and they were pulled up between his ass cheeks. Superman grunted\nout a strange animal sound. Bruno let Superman go and Superman's head fell\nforward his ass facing up into the air. Annie couldn't resist. His huge apple\nnuts were pulled up under his ass and pulling up his ass cheeks. Annie put her\nwhole arm into the kryptonite sock and positioned the kryptonite ball in the\nsock against her knuckles. She took a hard punch at Superman's package\nstretched to it's limit between his legs. Superman screamed in pure agony.\n\n\"Get up now or I'll have to keep punching Superman\" said Annie. He didn't\nmove. She stepped back and delivered an uppercut punch into Superman's\nballsack. \"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH\nUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH\" Despite the pain Superman began to\nstruggle to get up. He did not want to get punched again. The pain was\nunbearable. He had been in so many battles and fights throughout his lifetime\nand now he was brought to his knees by a tiny cowgirl with a rope, sock and\ntennis ball. Superman stood up grunting the entire time. He tried to keep\ngoing by flying up into the air but Annie was anticipating it. She tugged down\nhard on the rope and Superman stopped dead in the air. His nuts pulling him\nback down to earth.\n\n\"Go ahead boss and take the other rope\" Annie chirped to Lex Luthor.\n\nLuthor was watching in complete amazement. Annie O had no idea how easy she\nwas conquering the superhero. Luthor had been close so many times but he had\nnever been able to get Superman so completely in his power. Luthor felt a\nstrange stirring in his loins. He walked forward to the rope that dangled in\nfront of Superman. The rope tied to his limp dick. He reached down quickly and\ngrabbed it. Superman attempted to lunge out at Luthor but Annie quickly yanked\non the rope tied to his nuts from behind and Superman yelped in pain. Luthor\nhad the rope. He wrapped it around his wrist twice and grabbed it tightly in\nhis fist. He had a crazed smile on his face.\n\n\"How do you like that Supernothing!\" Luthor yanked hard on the rope. Superman\nwas pulled towards him by his cock but Annie responded with a tug from behind.\nLuthor moved the rope from the right to the left making Superman's dick swing\nto the left and right. Luthor began to tug. Superman's thighs moved with the\ndirection of the rope. Luthor pulled harder and Superman began to back bend,\nhis ass tightening and squeezing his nuts that were lodged in his ass cheeks.\nSuperman's head raised towards the heavens and screamed a miserable sound.\nAnnie tugged from behind and moved from left to right making Superman's huge\ngonads twist and turn and pull between his legs. Luthor kept pulling forward.\nEvery time Superman would walk on step closer to Luthor, Annie O would tug\nfrom behind and Superman would bend over in incredible pain. Luthor would\nrespond by tugging hard on the kryptonite rope attached to Superman's rod and\nthe superhero would be forced to stand up and back bend up with his thighs\nextended towards Luthor. Bruno began to laugh hysterically at the sight. All\nthree of the villians laughed at their cruelty. Bruno even took the sock and\nkryptonite ball from Annie and would swing it around taunting Superman.\nSuperman was beginning to act like a caged animal. His mouth was salvating and\nlong grunting sounds came from his throat. His eyes were wild. Bruno would\nlunge in and let the sling swing into Superman's crotch. It would randomly hit\nSuperman's perineum, prostate, gonads and penis. Everytime there was a direct\nhit to Superman's scrotum Superman would cry out in pain.\n\"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH\"\n\nIt is hard to decide how long this went on. If you asked Superman it seemed\nlike an eternity. He had never been pulled, tugged, hit and squeezed in so\nmany directions at the same time. He fell to his knees many times but was\npulled to his feet by his cock or a direct shot to the apple nuts that were\nquickly turning purple. If you asked Luthor, Annie and Bruno it seemed like a\nfew minutes. They wished it would last all day but eventually Superman simply\npassed out. He fell to the ground and wouldn't respond to tugs or punches.\nLuthor couldn't be more pleased. He promised Annie O and Bruno bonuses for\nsuch a delightful afternoon.\n\n\"What should we do with him boss?\" asked Bruno.\n\n\"Clean him up and put his Super suit on again. I've got a plan on how I will\nhumiliate the man of steel.\" Said Luthor.\n\n\"And tie her up too\" Luthor said pointing to the unconcious form of Jade. He\nwalked past Jade and whispered \"Traitor.\"\n\nAnnie looked over at Jade on the floor and felt a stinging pang of guilt. She\nalso felt concern for Jade's health. She was always in love with Jade and\nwould always be in love with Jade. That is why she had so much pleasure\nballbusting Superman. She knew that Luthor was right. Jade was in love with\nSuperman and it made her jealous. But still she didn't feel right about what\nshe had done.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 5, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 239, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (5) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Collage course -- Eunuchs in Greek and Roman Society", "Tags": "Other:  ALL", "Summary": "Found this searching the web....sounds like an interesting course", "Text": "HS3312 Eunuchs in Greek and Roman Society\nAvailable in the Spring Semester of alternate years (1998/99, \n2000/01)\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------\n------------\n\n1 module: 10 credits\n\nNecessary for: No courses currently build onto this one \nAvailability: All Ancient History Degree Schemes \nStaff: Shaun Tougher\n\nAIMS\nTo consider the cultural phenomenon of the castrated male in both \nGreek and Roman society and the diverse roles that eunuchs \nfulfilled in these societies. In addition to place the phenomenon \nin a wider historical context. \nOBJECTIVES\nTo understand the origins of eunuchs, methods of castration, the \ndesire to create or become a eunuch, and the contribution of \neunuchs to Greek and Roman society. Also to appreciate the nature \nof the presentation of eunuchs in literary sources, from Herodotus \nto Claudian. In addition to secure knowledge of the phenomenon of \nthe castrated male in other societies for comparative purposes. \nSYLLABUS CONTENT\nThe time span runs from Herodotus\u2019 Histories to Claudian\u2019s \ninvectives against Eutropius, but incorporates material from other \nperiods and cultures for comparative purposes. The module considers \nthe phenomenon of the eunuch, the origins of eunuchs, castration \nand self-castration, slavery and the slave trade, the attitude of \nthe law to eunuchs, eunuchs as the third sex, the literary image of \nthe eunuch, and the roles filled by eunuchs, concentrating \nespecially on the phenomenon of the powerful court eunuchs of late \nantiquity. \nGENERAL COURSE DESCRIPTION\nEunuchs are referred to in the texts of classical works from \nHerodotus onwards, attaining a peak in late antiquity with the \nemergence of a significant eunuch presence at the Roman court. The \nmodule will trace this aspect of the worlds of Greece and Rome, \ndrawing on the piecemeal nature of the evidence, and focusing on \nthose texts that have a particularly significant contribution to \nmake to our knowledge of eunuchs, and the sexual, religious and \npolitical roles of eunuchs. In addition the issue of eunuchs as a \nthird sex will be considered, as well as the phenomenon of the \neunuch in other societies, such as Byzantium, China, India, and \nalso in the world of opera. \nPRELIMINARY READING\nK. Hopkins, Conquerors and Slaves (Cambridge, 1978), chap. 4\nJ. Long, Claudian\u2019s In Eutropium (Chapel Hill and London, 1996)\nO. Patterson, Slavery and Social Death (Cambridge \nMassachusetts/London, 1982), chap. 11\nW. Stevenson, \u2018The Rise of Eunuchs in Greco-Roman Antiquity\u2019, \nJournal of the History of Sexuality 5 (1995), pp. 495-511\nS. F. Tougher, \u2018Byzantine Eunuchs: An Overview\u2019, in Women, Men and \nEunuchs: Gender in Byzantium, ed. Liz James (London and New York, \n1997), pp. 168-184 \nTeaching: 11 lectures and 2 seminars\nAssessment: 1 essay (50%) and 1 one hour examination (50%) \n\nOther modules to consider taking in conjunction with this one:\nHS3309 Greek Values\nHS3362 Gender & Sexuality in Greece and Rome\nHS3360 Slaves, Serfs and Freedmen \n\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------\n------------\nReturn to the HISAR Homepage or go to Shaun Tougher's Homepage. \n\nhttp://www.cf.ac.uk/uwcc/hisar/modules/HS3312/", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 75, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 20, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Susan loses cherry; gains a pair....", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, MINOR", "Summary": "Susan wants to lose her virginity. She offers Bob a threesome with his girlfriend, for that purpose. However, she has a hidden agenda...", "Text": "` Susan was now in her last school year. She would get really horny when she\nsaw boys kissing girls. She wanted to lose her cherry, and decided on Bob as\nthe boy to do it. They started going out, and agreed to do it. Then one\nevening, Susan saw him kissing & fondling Kelly..a girl who was blonde, leggy,\nand huge-breasted. `\n\nSusan rushed away before they could see her. Initially she burned with\njealousy. Then 2 other desires took hold. One, to avenge herself on Bob and\nKelly. Two, to squeeze Kelly's big tits and stroke her hair...Susan was slowly\nbeginning to find her sexuality.\n\nNext day she met Bob, and said, \"I know about Kelly.\" He tried to deny it, but\nSusan said, \" I don't mind. Is she a virgin?\" \"No,\" stuttered Bob. \"Good,\"\nsaid Susan. \"I want a 3-some - with both of you. That way I'd lose my\nvirginity with a man and a woman.\"\n\nThey agreed that it'd take place at Susan's place, one evening when her\nparents were out. Susan brought along, and hid, a huge dildo.\n\nThey all stripped off. Susan almost creamed herself at the sight of Kelly's\nheaving mound. She had to pretend to be gawping at Bob's middling-sized penis\nand balls.\n\n\"Let's tie him up,\" sniggered Susan. Before he could protest, Bob had been\nfirmly bound and gagged by both girls. \"What are we going to do??\" asked\nKelly. \"You'll see!!\" said Susan. She pulled out the dildo, and enjoyed the\nlook of fear on Blob's face as he said to Kelly, \"We're BOTH going to use this\nto fuck him right up the arse!!\"\n\nKelly was glad to hear that. Bob loved taking her up the arse, which she hated\nbut pretended to like. Susan took the first go, riding Bob's arse, till he\ncried bitterly. Then Kelly took over, riding till his hole was no longer\ntight.\n\nSusan took Kelly's left index finger and put it in her cunt, touching her\nhymen. \"Want to take my cherry??\" asked Susan. \"Y-y-yes!!\" said Kelly. \"Then\ncut off Bob's balls,\" said Susan. Kelly was reluctant, but couldn't turn down\nthe prize of another woman's virginity..and the feeling of power this would\ngive her. \"Okay,\" she said.\n\nSusan took out a razor, shaved Bob, and cut open his scrotum. She slapped him\nsmartly across the face to stop him crying. She pulled his balls out and left\nthem hanging out of the scrotum. Then she handed the razor to Kelly. \"All\nyours,\" she said.\n\nKelly looked triumphantly into Bob's eyes, enjoying the sheer terror. Then\nwith a swift slash, she cut his balls off.\n\nSusan took them, placed them in a sample jar, and lay down, parting her legs.\nKelly still had the dildo on. She rode Susan, till they both came. With a dull\npop, Susan's hymen broke.\n\n\"I'll love you forever,\" said Kelly, getting up and removing the dildo. Susan\nslapped her. \"Turn around, \" she ordered. Kelly did, thinking this was a dom\nsex game. Susan tied her up.\n\n\"I didn't forgive you for what you've done, fucking my man,\" said Susan. \"Here\nyou get yours!!\" Susan picked up a heavy-buckled belt and mercilessly thrashed\nKelly's bare arse. Then she wore the dildo and brutally sodomized Kelly.\n\nShe untied the weeping couple. \"Now fuck off!!\" snapped Susan. \"Kelly..you\nwanted him. Now you've got him all to yourself...a 'man' with no balls!!\"\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 66, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Size Matters", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "How do you deal with a drunken troublemaker at a dance? You distract him.", "Text": "\u00f4Hey asshole, do you know I fucked your missus before you did?\u00f6\n\nHe was motherless drunk and looking for a fight. I\u013ad cheerfully have killed\nhim but he was a lot bigger than me.\n\nHe was a hell of a conversation stopper too. The other three couples on our\ntable looked at me wondering how I was going to deal with the situation.\nFortunately the band played on. Other couples were dancing on a crowded floor\nand no-one except our table seem to have heard. Oh yes. Some people from\nadjacent tables turned in their chairs in expectation of entertainment.\n\nThere was a girl pulling at his arm. She looked distressed. \u00f4Roger, come\naway,\u00f6 she kept saying.\n\nThe drunk shook her off and she fell. I think she ran off at that point which\nwas probably the best thing she could have done.\n\n\u00f4Then you must be Roger,\u00f6 I said. \u00f4You\u013are the one with the tiny prick.\u00f6\n\nThere were titters of laughter from the girls at that. It didn\u013at do anything\nto improve his mood.\n\n\u00f4Isn\u013at that right? You\u013are the one girls call Silly Willie \u013acos it\u013as too small\nfor them to feel.\u00f6\n\nMore laughter put Roger on the defensive. \u00f4It ain\u013at small.\u00f6\n\n\u00f4Don\u013at worry Pencil Prick. We won\u013at tell anyone. Your secret is safe with us.\u00f6\n\n\u00f4But it ain\u013at small. It\u013as normal.\u00f6 He was displaying all the befuddled\nconfusion of the drunken mind\n\n\u00f4My missus wouldn\u013at lie. She told me about you. She said she couldn\u013at even\nfeel it in her. We had a good laugh about it but it\u013as quite sad really.\u00f6\n\nBehind Roger I could see three huge bouncers making their way to our table.\nEveryone else was concentrating on me and the drunk.\n\n\u00f4I tell you it ain\u013at small.\u00f6 He was starting to get aggressive again.\n\n\u00f4Then prove it. Lay your little willie out on the table for all to see.\u00f6\n\nHe wasn\u013at quite drunk enough to fall for it. Then one of the girls started on\nhim. \u00f4Yeah come on Roger. I\u013ave never seen a tiny one before.\u00f6 The other girls\npicked it up, urging him on.\n\nEven the girls from the next tables got in on it. It was quite wicked of them.\n\nHe unzipped and put his normal sized chopper out on the table for all to see.\nOne of the girls got to stroke it before it was whipped away. The three\nbouncers manhandled Roger out of the ball room. They didn\u013at even give him a\nchance to put it back in his pants.\n\nRoger got the fight he wanted. Outside the three bouncers, probably all on\nsteroids, beat him senseless before the police arrived. The police charged him\nwith being drunk and disorderly as well as indecent exposure. The girls from\nour table had to give evidence. The magistrate gave him six months corrective\nservitude.\n\n\u00f4Well, I think your old flame got what he deserves,\u00f6 I remarked to my wife as\nwe drove home from the court.\n\n\u00f4My old flame? I\u013ad never seen him before in my life.\u00f6 She was highly\nindignant.\n\nRoger got another court appearance, this time to give evidence against the\nbouncers for assault. Amongst other things a kick in the groin had cost him\nboth his balls.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 29, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 54, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "poem abc  [S]", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  poem abc  \n\nBy: annon\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[STRAIGHT] [NULLIFICATION] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    an acrostic poem\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    (A Poem for jealous king and unlucky servant)\n    A  is for amusement, that\u2019s all the servant was to me.\n    B  is for his balls, which will no longer be.\n    C is for castration in my garden court.\n    D  is for dejected as he hears the report.\n    E  is for a eunuch to powder my puss and bum.\n    F  is for F\u2019ing and he will  be watching some.\n    G  is for grateful that by my plea he was not  hanged.\n    H  is for his majesty that my king\u2019s manhood reign.\n    I  is for the more inches which will be filling me,\n    (I had too short servant, as my friends will see.)\n    J  is for just minutes until he meets his fate.\n    K  is for a last kiss, the king is coming, and he will not wait.\n    L  is for my lover-king who will pleasure me today.\n    M  is for my maidens to take the judged away.\n    N  is for naked, the servant, my lover and soon me.\n    O  is for opening of my arms and legs to his rising majesty.\n    P  is for my pure pleasure, and my longing to be caressed.\n    Q  is for me, a queen royally mounting, riding into bliss.\n    R  is for rhythm building up the beat. \n    With each and every movement feeling greater heat.\n    S  is for the signal to the courtyard below, \n    my loud pleasured cry which all will know.\n    T  is for the timing of this unique event.\n    U  is for understanding of what it all has meant.\n    V  is for the very moment when manhood is shorn.\n    W  is for then watching the desire of my lover reborn.\n    X  is for the exchange that has taken place:\n    An erotic cry, a falling cock, an ejaculatory embrace.\n    Y  is for yes to marriage, love and a fulfilled life.\n    Z  is for my now zealous husband and me his pussy-powdered wife.\n    \n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090211210528/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 34, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 35, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Mehemet II", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, fuck then cut", "Summary": "The surgeon at the Ottoman court enjoys the boys before he castrates them.", "Text": "` The Duties and Pleasures of the Court Surgeon \u2013 Part II `\n\nOnce again let me introduce myself. I am Ahmed, surgeon for Sultan Mehemet. As\nwell as the regular duties which a surgeon is expected to perform, there are\nthose special ones which are the subject of these accounts. Now some say that\nI take pleasure in pain. That may be so. But I am also very skilled at my\ncraft, and I have considerable status as a result.\n\nMy patient today is to be a very special one indeed. He is the one of the\nSultan\u2019s favorite bed boys. A certain few of us know that sometimes His\nHighness tires of the harem and has a boy brought to his chambers for his\nenjoyment. But this boy is starting to mature and His Highness wants to keep\nhim sleek and smooth for a while longer. Furthermore he was seen feeling the\nbreasts of one of the young servant girls. So he is being sent to me.\n\nMy house and surgery are only a stone\u2019s-thrown from Topkapi Palace. It is mid-\nafternoon and two of the palace retainers have brought him to me. He is a\nbeautiful boy with olive skin and long curly hair. His lips are full and his\ncheeks still smooth \u2013 the way His Highness wants to keep him! He is familiar\nwith sexual games and they have not told him why he is here. So I proceed with\nthe deceit. First I blindfold him \u2013 he thinks this is a game. I remove his\nouter garments and when I turn him around he thrusts his buttocks toward me. I\nam sorely tempted to take him \u2013 but I do not dare. Would that I could feel his\nlips and tongue on my cock. And spread those golden buttocks to sample the\ndelights found between them. But he is to return to the palace. And someday\nhis tongue will tell what happened here. Then I would be the one stretched out\non my back with my legs spread for the castration knife!\n\nSo I take his hand and lead him to my surgery. As we go I untie his loincloth\nand it falls behind him. He opens his legs willingly as I lay him back on the\ntable. He does not resist as the surgical cuffs go on his arms and legs and\nthe restraining band across his belly. He has been a toy for the Sultan\u2019s\npleasure and that of his guests So he suspects nothing.\n\nI had another of these boys in my surgery a few weeks ago. One of the Sultan\u2019s\nguests wanted him screaming as he was fucked. So once he had his cock in the\nboy he grabbed him by the balls and squeezed. They said they could hear him\nshrieking down the hall. A testicle burst in the man\u2019s hand, and I had to\nremove it.\n\nI take the soap and water to cleanse him thoroughly \u2013 for the surgery of\ncourse. I bring warm water and lather my hands with soap. My hands soap his\nbelly and his sexual organs thoroughly. The warm water and the soap and my\nhands make him erect. So this is why His Highness wants him gelded. He is\ndeveloping male urges. The Sultan wants him passive, like a girl, on his back\nwith his legs pulled up. Or on his belly with his buttocks thrust upward to be\nsplit by the cock. Not growing hair and trying to screw the servant girls! I\ntry his anus. It relaxes easily letting my finger in, then tightens around it,\nsqueezing. He is smooth and hairless. He knows how to take a man. My own cock\nis hard wanting to fuck this boy. But I cannot.\n\nAs I check and wash his sexual organs I will explain why he is here. My\nfingers find his testicles to make sure they have descended into his scrotum.\n\n\u201cWelcome my boy. I am the Royal Surgeon. His Highness has decreed that you are\nto be castrated\u201d.\n\nWith these words his cock starts to shrivel! Suddenly he understands and\nbegins to wail.\n\nHe pleads with me, as I knew he would. He offers me his mouth. He will lick my\ncock. He will kneel between my legs, take my balls into his mouth and suck\nthem. I can come in his mouth. Or he will bend over for me. Don\u2019t I want his\nass? Men like how tight he is and squeezing his balls. He begs me\u2026\n\n\u201cPlease don\u2019t cut me, please. Please fuck me \u2026 please just fuck me.\u201d\n\nHe cannot see me because of the blindfold, but his tongue comes out and his\nmouth opens. His tongue licks, he begs for my cock to suck\u2026\n\n\u017aou can hurt me. Please\u2026squeeze my balls and make me cry. You can slap my face\nwhile I suck you. Please fuck me. Please hurt me. Please Master, please don\u2019t\ncut my balls off.\n\nInstead I touch his cock with the cold steel of the knife, and he begins to\nscream. His testicles are drawn up tight to his body. I find them with my\nfingers and pull them away. It is time! I will explain each step in the\nsurgery to him as I perform it.\n\nI remove the blindfold so that I can watch his face during my work, and so he\ncan see the man that is taking away his masculinity. I let him watch as I take\nthe stone and put a keen edge on my surgical knives.\n\n\u201cFirst I slit open your scrotum\u201d, I explain. He tries frantically to pull away\nfrom my hands reaching between his legs. But of course the restraints hold him\nfixed and helpless. I stretch his scrotum and slit it top to bottom. The\nmuscles in his thighs and belly flex beautifully in his pain.\n\n\u201cNow I am squeezing your nuts out from inside their sack. Ah yes, they are\nnice and white. I don\u2019t cut your nuts. Just the cords.\u201d\n\nHis testicles lie on my hand, and I stretch the cords. Such a beautiful boy!\nDid His Highness ever milk his semen from him? He did touch that girl\u2019s\nbreasts. He is probably too young to have spread her legs. Perhaps he has a\nsister who showed him her body. Now he will pleasure only men.\n\nTears stream down his cheeks and he cries pitifully as I raise the blade to\nhis genitals again. A slice of the knife, a loud cry from the boy, and he is\ngelded. I hold his severed testicles up for him to see though his tears.\n\nThey will bring him back in two weeks and he will lie here again. I will check\nhis empty \u2018purse\u2019 and ensure that the wound has healed. Then I will pronounce\nhim fit to again service the Sultan and his guests. Perhaps I have done him a\nfavour. No man will ever again squeeze his balls to hear him scream.\n\nTonight I will require satisfaction. I will have one of the young captives\nthat I have not yet cut, brought. There\u2019s a boy of about thirteen that I have\nbeen teaching how to service me properly. But he is becoming boring. Perhaps I\nwill want to hear him screaming as I fuck him\u2026\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 30, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 111, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Open Wound", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY", "Summary": "Ian submits his body to Roger\\'s desires. Roger has a special event planned for Ian\\'s cock.", "Text": "` Roger\u2019s heart pounded as he looked at Ian\u2019s naked body. The boy\u2019s hands and\nwrists were handcuffed to the four bedposts. A red ball gag and blindfold were\nsecurely in place. And his hard cock was throbbing, kept that way by a leather\nstrap wrapped tightly around his genitals. `\n\nRoger had met Ian in the leather bar only an hour earlier. It didn\u2019t take much\npersuasion to get him back to Roger\u2019s apartment. Ian was only 19, but Roger\nwas amazed at how much punishment he was willing to take. He hardly made a\nwhimper as Roger brought the crop down on his buttocks, leaving a dozen red\nstripes across those firm mounds.\n\nBest of all, Ian told him \u201cno limits.\u201d He submitted instantly when Roger\nordered him to bend over and accept a large butt plug in his anus. And now he\nwas ready to accept whatever Roger chose to do to his helpless body.\n\nRoger pinched Ian\u2019s left nipple between two fingers, squeezing it almost flat.\nThen he drove the needle through the flesh, causing Ian to jerk from the pain.\nA moment later, the other nipple was subjected to the same ordeal. . Blood\ntrickled from the pierced flesh, running slowly down Ian\u2019s chest.\n\nHe wrapped his fingers around Ian\u2019s balls, already squeezed into their sack by\nthe leather strap. Ian began to moan as Roger slowly tightened his grasp, but\nhis cock remained as firm as ever. Roger knew that pain only intensified the\nexcitement Ian felt.\n\nRoger teased Ian\u2019s cock with his tongue, licking up and down the shaft, and\naround the large head. Pre-cum was already dribbling from the slit, and Roger\nsmiled as he tasted the salty fluid. It was time to move on to the main event.\n\nThe metal rod was six inches long, already slick from lubricant. Roger picked\nit up and put the narrowed point into Ian\u2019s pisshole. Then he slowly pushed\nthe rod into the small opening, forcing the urethra to accept the intruder.\nIan moaned into his gag as the rod began to enter his cock. It was probably\nthe largest object ever put into Ian\u2019s penis, much wider than any catheter the\nboy had experienced.\n\nSteady pressure forced the rod into Ian\u2019s hard cock. Two inches disappeared,\nthen three, as Ian moaned and strained against his handcuffs. Finally, only an\ninch of stainless steel protruded from his throbbing dick. Roger stopped and\nadmired his work. He could see Ian\u2019s urethra bulging from the rod, blocking\nany semen from escaping.\n\nNow Roger began a steady jacking of Ian\u2019s cock. He wrapped his slick fingers\naround the shaft, and moved them up and down to a constant rhythm. Ian was\nexperiencing stimulation from many places: his nipples, swollen and throbbing\nfrom the needles; his prostate, rubbing up against the butt plug; his balls,\nbeing squeezed from the leather strap. Now his cock was stuffed from the metal\nrod, and Roger\u2019s fingers were coaxing it closer and closer to orgasm.\n\nRoger knew his timing had to be perfect. He watched Ian\u2019s body as it strained\nand writhed. He could see Ian\u2019s breathing get faster, a sure sign that orgasm\nwas near. Roger quickened the motion of his hand, bringing more moans from the\nboy. Ejaculation was only seconds away.\n\nHe picked up the knife, and placed the blade just under the bulge caused by\nthe metal rod. The cut had to be made at exactly the right moment: too soon\nand orgasm would be aborted, too late and the effect would be ruined.\n\nIan groaned, and his body stiffened as orgasm began. Roger slashed the knife\nacross the urethra, bringing a spray of blood. Then it happened: semen shot\nout of the open wound, tinged crimson. It was a beautiful sight, something\nonly achieved through great care and planning. Roger smiled as a second wad of\ncum spurted from the cut, then a third. A stream of bloody semen dribbled over\nIan\u2019s balls, and ran onto the sheets.\n\nOrgasm was over, so Roger finished the job. He placed the blade in the gash,\nand began cutting into the shaft. Ian screamed into his gag, his body jerking\nvainly against its restraints. It took only a minute to sever the cock\ncompletely from Ian\u2019s body.\n\nRoger placed Ian\u2019s penis on a tray, the metal rod still protruding from its\nhead. The rod would help keep the organ firm and long, just like the other\nfive cocks he had already collected. He smiled, and congratulated himself on a\ngood day\u2019s work.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 3, "num_sentences": 56, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Too many participle phrases (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "So you had a troubled youth?Twins", "Tags": "TESTICLES", "Summary": "This one is for Zoroaster.", "Text": "` The Dodge brothers home from college started a landscape service. They are\ntwins, but not identical. Great Builds, Not too muscular, but no fat. I\ndrooled as they worked around the yard bare chested in shorts. `\n\nCory is drop dead cute in the face. Dan has the more masculine lantern jaw.\nThey are the oldest of ten children, clean cut, good family.\n\nI offered them some lemonade on the patio. I mentioned to Dan that he had a\nbit of a limp. What happend?\n\nHe blushed. \"Nothing, you don't want to know.\"\n\nCory was the one to let the cat out of the bag, as I kept pressing Dan for an\nanswer.\n\nAs you know we both just turned 21. I congratulated them on that.\n\nLegal to drink but you guys don't drink do you?\n\nWe come from a large family.\n\nI know your parents should be very proud. Wasn't Allen the valadictorian at\nhis high school graduation?\n\nAllen our little brother, He's the first one.\n\nWell, you guys are twins you couldn't both be valadictorian of your graduating\nclass.\n\nCory blurted, \"No, first eunuch.\"\n\nCome on you guys are just making this up.\n\nDan the quiet one just pulled his shorts down. There were his strangled balls\nin an elastic all dry and shrivelled.\n\nHey we're outside, lets go in the house. In the kitchen I pulled the drapes.\nDo you mind showing me again? I explained that I've had castration fantasies\nlonger than their father has been alive. Ever since I was 8 on the farm\nwatching animals done.\n\nWhat a surprise, they both shucked thier shorts. Here I was in front of two\ngorgeous stud eunuchs wearing only sneakers. corys balls had come off but Dans\nwere still hanging on.\n\nDo you mind if I feel? Their erctions were growning.\n\nDan said, \"You'r the first one to say anything about my walk. Is it that\nnoticable?\n\nNo.\n\nLets go to the bedroom. Do you mind giving an old man a fantasy? I see that\nyou still get erections, can you cum?\n\nWant us to hsow you?\n\nYeah. I shucked my clothes and got into bed between two eunuchs.\n\nI've always dreamed of being castrated between two eunuchs.\n\nWhat a sight we must have made, No balls, hard balls and floppy old balls, all\njacking off together.\n\nCory asked for a kleenex as hewas ready to shoot his load.\n\nI told him to just let it go.\n\nCory came first and Dan and I came together.\n\nI pulled up the blanket and snuggled between two warm gentle youth.\n\nI was in HEAVEN. Gently stroking each others chests and hugging for maybe 20\nminutes.\n\nCan you guys do that again?\n\nYes, we're eunuchs not dead.\n\nI got out of bed and brought my toybox grom the dresser. I have a four and a\nsix prong elastrator and a bloodless emasculatome (Nut nipper)\n\nWho wants to band me?\n\nCory was out of bed in a flash.\n\nDo you want the four prong or the sis prong?\n\nHe'd never seen a six prong set before so he picked it.\n\nI loaded it cocked it and showed him the trigger.\n\nHe knealed in front of me. Pulled my balls through the ring, and pushed the\nrelease lever. The band snapped off the prongs and around my nuts.\n\nHey that's pretty neat we just usd a four prong.\n\nBack in bed I came first in spite of my retirement age.\n\nAfter we came Dan wanted to inspect my balls.\n\nSure go ahead.\n\nCory said. So you're going to be a eunuch too!\n\nNo it's just a fantasy I have. I reached for the wire cutters, slid one side\nunder the band and snap!! Boy that sting when you cut them off like that.\n\nDan asked how long I'd been doing this sort of thing? Let's see 68 minus 18.\nAbout 50 years.\n\nWhat I want to know is why you two healthy young guys went through with it.\n\nAllen was first.\n\nWhat does that have to do with you?\n\nWell, his good grades, his calm personality, all that stuff we wanted.\n\nHow did he loose his nuts?\n\nThis guy on his wrestling team lost his first. That's kind of hard to hide.\n\nAfter a shile they noticed other changes, more concentration, better grades.\n\nFinally some of the other guys decided that's what they wanted.\n\nAllen always the studious one found the elastrator on the internet.\n\nTwo guys from the team and Allen got together and elastrated themselves. His\ngrades improved to 4.0 his full senior year, That's how he claimed to get\nvaladictorian.\n\nDan and I have been struggling with grades in college. Good enough grades to\nkeep our scholarships. But, man it's been afight to keep grades.\n\nWe got out of college in time to watch Allen whisz through finals and\ngraduate. We asked him how? He made us promise not to tell mom and dad. He\nregretted not being able to have children.\n\nAllen told us that he'd elastrate us but we had to get sperm frozen first. We\ndid and on our Birthday he elastrated us.\n\nThe Dodge brothers still do my lawns bare chested with hairy legs below thier\nshorts. I still watch and so does every girl that goes by. They're so polite,\nso handsome.\n\nThey tell me that nobody else know their secret.\n\nThey are all business when they do my lawn. They'll drink the lemonade but\npolitely decline when I offer a circle jerk.\n\nMaybee I can find something to put in the lemonade.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 26, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 102, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "When I lost it.", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "`\n\n#  When I lost it.  \n\nBy: suzanne\n([eunuch@bmeworld.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/mailto:eunuch@bmeworld.com))  \n  \nPost [\nfeedback](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/feedback.htm)\nfor this author or  \nreview this story for Archive readers.  \n  \n[PENECTOMY] [TESTICLES] [MINOR] Other:  \n  \n  \n\n    \n    \n    I was 6 yr. old when it was removed\n    \n\n* * *\n\n`\n\n[A -\nH](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha1.html)\n[I -\nP](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha2.html)\n[Q -\nZ](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/alpha3.html)\n[Newest\nFiles](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/http://bmeworld.com/eunuch/newfiles.html)\n\n* * *\n    \n    \n    When I was young, I rarely ever wore clothes.Being an only child, \n    mom would take me to places where I could play with other kids. \n    They would almost always be naked too, both boys and girls. One day \n    after we got home, mom asked me about my playing with the little \n    girls that day. I told her we had fun together. She asked if I \n    noticed anything about them. I said that they didn't have a dinky \n    like I do and they liked touching mine. She then asked me what I \n    thought about their no dinky. I said they looked nice. Then she \n    asked me if I would like to be like them, and I said yes. A few \n    days later I was taken to a placeto see a doctor. After the exam I \n    was admitted the a hospital. I was taken to a room and put to \n    sleep. When I woke up, mom was sitting next to me. She said \n    everything is alright.We'll be going home in a few days. On the day \n    we were to laeve the hospital, the doctor came to remove the \n    bandages. I had been drousy from meds for several days so I wasn't \n    fully aware of what was going on there. He took off the bandages \n    and said everything looks great. When I looked down there I saw \n    that my dinky was gone, and so were my balls. The doc said after it \n    fully healed and the swelleng goes down I would be just like a \n    girl. I was only 6 years old then and mom kept me naked all the \n    time. When I was fully healed she took me out again to play with \n    the other kids, naked as usual. They noticed my dinky was gone and \n    asked about it. Mom told them she had my dinky at home and it will \n    stay with her now. I looked just like a little naked girl. Anyone \n    who saw me, children and adults, to them I was a girl.\n    \n\n  \n[Return To The Eunuch\nArchive](http://web.archive.org/web/20090416085817/http://www.bmeworld.com/eunuch/index2.htm)", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 39, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Corporate Executive Image", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Being an executive of a company is very impressive. But everything isn't always what they appear.", "Text": "` I use to be a vice president of a relatively large advertising firm in San\nFrancisco. I thought I had finally made it. The pay and respect earned made me\nbelieve so. I am now retired and still enjoy the benefits of that position. At\nabout the same time, I met my current wife. Kim was an assistant in the\nlayouts area. I thought she was very attractive, but I was still married to my\nfirst wife of 23 years and really wasn\u2019t looking for anything. Kim was 24 at\nthe time, just out of school and looking to move into something better. She\nflirted with me, but I thought it was just the normal office flirting. I was\nalready in my late fifties and she was young enough to be my daughter. Well,\nwe went beyond flirting. I guess she made me feel young again and in my\nposition I thought it would be a perfect world. High position, lots of money,\nyoung attractive wife. I divorced my first wife. She suspected I was having an\naffair and wasn\u2019t surprised. The settlement was quick and I was a free man. I\nmarried Kim 3 months later. I joined the crowd of over 50 year old executives\nwith a wife in her 20\u2019s. Everything seemed perfect. Kim quit her job and\nstayed home so that eliminated the conflict of interest work problem. That was\n10 years ago. `\n\nSix months after our marriage on a Saturday, Kim took me to a dinner at her\nfriends place. Jenny and Karen lived over in Tiburon. We live in Mill Valley\nand I guess Kim met them at a local health spa. We had dinner and were\nrelaxing in the living room. I had a number of drinks and I guess I became\nquite numb. I couldn\u2019t move very well. I was awake but in a kind of daze. They\nstood me up and took me to another room. It was like I was a robot. I really\ndidn\u2019t have a will of my own. Then they started to undress me. I really\ncouldn\u2019t resist. It was, to use and old clich\u00e9, like being in a dream. I was\nkind of wake but not really aware of what was happening. I couldn\u2019t move or\nspeak.\n\nWhen they had me naked, they put me on a table and had me lay down. My legs\nwere put into some kind of anklets and attached to some ropes hanging from the\nceiling. Kim came over and kissed me on the forehead. Then Jenny and Karen\ntook over. I don\u2019t remember much but I know I felt a lot of touching and\npulling of my genital area. When they were done, Jenny held up two flesh\ncolored objects. My testicles. She smiled. They got me up and put a robe on\nme. We went out to the car and Kim drove me home. She gave me some drink and I\npassed out.\n\nI woke up Sunday and felt a little sore in the groin area. It felt like\nsomeone had kicked me in the balls. I reached down and rubbed and found a\nbandage. Then I remembered the previous night and screamed. Kim woke up\nimmediately. She told me it was alright and to relax. I just asked her why?\nShe said she wanted to make sure I didn\u2019t find a third wife. She liked our\nlife style and wanted to keep it. This would ensure it. What woman would want\na eunuch for a husband? That word really struck home, eunuch. I started to\ncry. I wanted to strangle her, but what was the use. She said we could stay\ntogether and if I wanted out, her settlement would be huge. If not, she would\ntell everyone of my lack of balls. She had a video of the whole operation and\nextra copies were with Jenny and Karen. Since I wasn\u2019t restrained in any way\nand was apparently awake during the whole operation, people would think it was\ncompletely voluntary. I couldn\u2019t believe it. But what could I do?\n\nSo my life began as a castrated male. I have since found out that Jenny is a\nveterinarian with a fairly successful practice. Karen is her assistant and\nlesbian lover. They gave me a drug she uses in the office. I guess it\u2019s some\nkind of powder they put in food for difficult animals. Well it also works on\nhumans. It puts the patient into a trance like state. Not fully asleep, but\nvery docile. Jenny told me later that a lot of her patients don\u2019t even\nremember anything. She has done a number of these operations. I was told over\n100. In the bay area I guess it\u2019s a fairly common request with the large gay\ncommunity. I have seen the video a number of times. Kim makes me watch it to\nremind me of my situation. I really don\u2019t need the reinforcement. I know I am\n\u2018fixed\u2019. The operation was pretty straight forward. A tray was placed under my\ngroin area and the sac was cut away with a small knife. It looked like an\nx-acto knife. Some stainless steel clamps were used to hold everything open\nand control the bleeding. They actually looked like long scissors with flat\nends. That looked to be the most time consuming part. I saw the testicles.\nThey were flesh colored with some blood veins visible. There was a kind of\nfleshy connection that I guess held the spermatic cord and blood vessels. I\nthought they would all be separate like three wires. But they were all\ntogether in this common cord. It was clamped off and the final cut made as the\ntesticle dropped into Karen\u2019s gloved hand. She rinsed it in some liquid and\nplaced it on a paper towel on the tray. The second one followed and it was\nover. They used some kind of thread to tie off the cords and then removed the\nclamps. I was sewed shut. It looked like an awful mess. There was some blood\nand a lot of discoloration. It took several weeks before it all looked healthy\nagain.\n\nThe stitches came out after 10 days. Kim cut them away. I have accepted my\nlife now. It still appears I have it all, but the one thing I don\u2019t have\naren\u2019t visible. Of course my sex life has radically changed. Kim enjoys sex,\nso I perform a lot of oral on her. She also purchased some vibrators and I use\nthem on her sometimes. As far as I know she hasn\u2019t had any affairs with other\nmen. Sometimes she uses a vibrator on me and I can still have an orgasm. They\nare still pretty intense but not as satisfying. I guess the loss of\ntestosterone lowers the enjoyment. My penis has become smaller and erections\nare difficult. This may be because of my age though. When I do have an orgasm\na lot of the times my penis is not even hard. We have a vibrator that is\nnarrow and she puts it into my anus and against my prostate. That along with a\nvibrator on my penis produces the best orgasms. I still ejaculate and that\ngives me a lot of pleasure too.\n\nKim has since joined a kind of club. It\u2019s a wives club of castrated\nexecutives. Evidently there are a number of high ranking corporate executives\nthat are also castrated. Most of the wives are young but there are a few older\nmembers. I have never met any of the husbands, but have seen the wives. My\nwife has hosted a number of the lunches and other get togethers they have.\nThey of course have seen me. It was quite embarrassing the first time, but\nthey didn\u2019t seem to make a big deal out of it. They are all married to\ncastrated males after all. I\u2019ve heard them talk and they all seemed to have\nused castration as a means to ensure their marriages. None of them have\nallowed their husbands to be cosmetically corrected. I can tell you from my\nexperience it does make you feel insignificant. With artificial testicles I\nthink I would feel more like a man. So being without also serves the wives\npurpose.\n\nBut that is my story. I am still married to Kim and we have a happy marriage.\nI have kids from the previous marriage and that isn\u2019t a problem. Kim hasn\u2019t\nsaid she wants any children yet. If and when she does, she will go to a sperm\nbank for a donor. Of course nobody other than Kim and the members of that club\nknow about my condition. I have accepted my life as a castrated male. The\ntesticles were put in a jar with some preservative. Jenny has them. Kim didn\u2019t\nwant them. So they are on display in a cabinet with about 50 others. I guess\nnot all wives want them back. I haven\u2019t seen them since the operation, but\nJenny sent a picture of them in the glass jar. She says Kim can have them\nanytime she wants. She never offers them to me.  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 150, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "REAL CASTRATORS OF ETHIOPIA", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Readers of the Eunuch Archive my like to know of the activities of the Afar tribe of Ethiopia who perform testicular castration on their enemies all the time.", "Text": "REAL CASTRATORS  OF ETHIOPIA \n\n\n\nThe Awash river flows into the Danakil desert in Ethiopia and there \ndries up into a salt-marsh.  In the 1930s the British Explorer  \nWilfred Thesinger visited the area and was the first outsider ever to \ngo in and come out alive. Before then the area was unexplored.  Many \nhad tried and none before had ever returned.  \n\n\nThe tribes people of the area the Afar warriors are tall slim \nmuscular and have very dark skin. They have very long fuzzy hair but \ntheir features are Ethiopian rather than Negroid.\n\n\nIn order to marry an Afar has to have killed someone and cut off \ntheir testicles which are dried and worn as ornaments.  They carry \nold Italian rifles and shooting someone in the back is considered \nquite acceptable. Indeed giving someone a sporting chance is \nconsidered rather dumb.  Sometime whole villages wipe each other out \nin battles for trophies. The women wouldn\u2019t dream of marrying a man \nwho didn\u2019t have trophies.\n\n\nThere was a television documentary crew visit about 25 years ago but \nsince then people hardly ever visited the area.  Even then the crew \nremained hidden in houses when filming women as the local sense of \nhonour would have over ridden the local Chief\u2019s guarantee of safe \nconduct if they had been seen with a camera.\n\n\nThe Afar use curved knives but instead of an arc curve they are bent \nin an angle with a pointed tip at the end. They are used by slashing \nsideways to remove the testicles.  Sometimes if a young boy is \ncastrated he is not killed but kept or sold as a slave.  \n\n\nDespite their gruesome reputation the Afar are a very happy jovial \npeople and adultery isn\u2019t considered too serious.  One would castrate \nany stranger without a second thought but not do more than whip the \nlocal adulterer of the same village. \n\n\nSince the communists took over the country cotton has been planted \nalong the rivers to the north and when the Afar moved up to feed \ntheir herds during the recent decade of drought they had no where to \ngo. Either they have mostly died out or been re-educated by the \nEthiopian government. \n\nAnother point to note is that was that in the 1930s  Ethiopia  as it \nwas the only black country not to be colonised by Europe.  Evelyn \nWaugh noted that when a large European delegation arrived to discuss \nthe danger of invasion from Italy the practice of public castration \nwas temporally abandoned .  This had been the standard punishment for \nall first offences for most crimes. When the Europeans left public \ncastration was reintroduced again.   In fact the country was invaded \nby Italy and may Italian soldiers provided trophies for the Afar.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 43, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 25, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Milking the Slave - Part 2", "Tags": "Male slavery", "Summary": "Roger uses a new technique to milk his handsome young slave.", "Text": "` Roger led me down to the basement for the second time this week, where his\nslave Tim was lying face up, hands and legs outstretched and bound to the four\ncorners of the table.  \n  \nA pillow raised Tim\u2019s ass, allowing easy access to the 20-year-old boy\u2019s anus.\nTim was moaning and breathing hard, and it wasn\u2019t difficult to figure out why\n\u2013 a plastic bag filled with ice was wrapped around his balls and the base of\nhis penis.  \n  \n\u201cI\u2019ve been having some trouble with Tim lately,\u201d Roger said. \u201cHe\u2019s been\ngetting erections during the milking process, and this is the only way to\ncontrol them.\u201d  \n  \nRoger explained that the ice would numb the blood vessels in his penis, making\nan erection impossible. But it wouldn\u2019t prevent the milking process from\ntaking place.  \n  \nSlipping on the rubber glove, Roger began probing Tim\u2019s anus with a lubricated\nfinger. It didn\u2019t take long for the sphincter muscle to relax, allowing Roger\nto enter Tim\u2019s rectum and start the prostate massage.  \n  \nUnlike the last time I witnessed the milking, Tim\u2019s penis remained soft and\nsmall due to the ice packed around his genitals. But despite that, a small\nbead of pre-cum soon appeared on the tip of his cock as Roger patiently rubbed\nthe prostate.  \n  \nRoger was an expert at milking Tim. Every few minutes, he ran a finger along\nthe urethra on the underside of Tim\u2019s soft, causing more pre-cum to ooze from\nthe tip. Tim\u2019s chest continued to rise and fall as he focused on the intense\ncold that had numbed his delicate organs.  \n  \nI watched, fascinated, as Roger\u2019s gentle touch milked his slave. Then, with\nabsolutely no reaction from Tim, a blob of white semen trickled from the tip\nof Tim\u2019s cock and dribbled onto his flat, hairless stomach. Roger smiled and\nran his finger along his slave\u2019s cock, causing more cum to emerge and spill\nonto Tim\u2019s stomach.  \n  \nTim\u2019s anus was in spasm, tightening around Roger\u2019s gloved finger as his\nprostate released more of its milky contents. I marveled as the completely\nlimp cock continued to spill semen from its tip.  \n  \nAbout 10 minutes had passed since Tim\u2019s semen had first appeared, and a\nsizable puddle of cum had now formed on Tim\u2019s stomach, some of it filling up\nhis belly button. The ice kept his balls and cock completely numbed. The slave\nwas feeling no pleasure from the milking process.  \n  \nRoger pulled his gloved finger from Tim\u2019s rectum, and stripped off the glove.\nHe unwrapped the bag of ice and tossed it into the trash. Roger dipped two\nfingers into the pool of Tim\u2019s cum and held it against his slave\u2019s lips. Tim\u2019s\ntongue emerged and licked his master\u2019s finger\u2019s clean. It took a few minutes\nbefore he had completely cleaned off the semen from Tim\u2019s stomach.  \n  \n\u201cThis worked well, but I think the time may have arrived for a more permanent\nsolution,\u201d Roger told me. Tim\u2019s eyes widened as he realized the meaning of\nRoger\u2019s words.  \n  \n(To be continued).  \n  \n\n* * *\n\n`", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 41, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 31, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Adventure with a Candiru of Amazon", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, MINOR", "Summary": "In the Amazon unexpected surgery during the trip of a lifetime changes a young man.", "Text": "` _The following short story is fiction. It contain scenes of a penectomy and\nsex between adolescent males. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or\nif you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now._ `\n\n_The detailed stuff about the Amazonian culture is just my imagination\nalthough the general concepts occur in many cultures in the world. There are\ncultures where first cousins (children of a parent's siblings in western\nculture) are considered siblings and your sibling's parents are, of course,\nalso your parents. Some information about the candiru is at the end._\n\n_This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without\npermission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including\nthe copyright notice._\n\nThe author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including\nconstructive criticism, and suggestions. E-mail:\n[YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/mailto:YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com)\n\n* * *\n\nIt was to be the trip of a lifetime. The two men, twin brothers, had been\ndreaming about this trip ever since they started tenth grade a quarter century\nago. Many things had caused them to put it off but, at long last, this was the\ntime. They had even instilled the same fervor for the trip into their sons who\nwere joyfully going. The cousins were now almost fifteen and would be starting\nthe tenth grade when they returned.\n\nTheir dream trip was to cross South America a journey of almost 3,000 miles.\nThey flew to Guayaquil, Ecuador then Quito to get to Iquitos, Peru. Then down\nthe Amazon (past boarder of Brasil near Leticia) to explore the rain forest\nand great river down to the Atlantic more than 1700 miles down river.\n\nAnd until the night of September 28 it had been an absolutely fabulous trip.\nPsychologists would have used the four as the ideal example of male bonding\nbetween fathers and sons. Even before the trip they were all very close and\nthe two boys, Bryan and Kevin, thought of each other as brothers rather than\ncousins.\n\nIt had been a couple of days since their guide had turned their small boat up\none of the many tributaries of the river about half way between Leticia and\nManaus. They were going to visit a Amazonian village for several days and see\na coming-of-age ceremony. The tour guide's promises were more than fulfilled\nbecause the two youths made friends with the native youths who were to be\ninducted. They were invited to participate.\n\n\"It's a rare opportunity.\" said the guide, \"It not unheard of but very rare\nindeed.\"\n\nThe invitation was quickly accepted. The two youths were quickly taught what\nthey had to do. Their fathers' cams worked overtime that evening recording the\nceremony. What a wonderful experience this would be. Surely it would be the\nsource of enchanting tales for decades to come.\n\nThe ceremony went until past 2 in the morning when the three quarter moon was\nhigh in the sky. By then the all the men were high on the local brew and\nyouths quite tipsy. The women and children had been banished long before. It\nwas the custom that the youths had until dawn before they must act like\nresponsible men. It was time to PLAY and PLAY hard. The youths were\nintoxicated even more on the machismo than from the strong drink. The games\nwere rough and tumble. And sexual as the testosterone charged youths\nmanhandled each other and poked their rampant man-shafts at each other.\n\nBryan and Kevin soon learnt that play was also orgy time. Being new and\ndifferent they were sort after. It wasn't long before they saw others \"lose\"\nand get fucked and then \"win\" and do the fucking that they understood it was a\nfree for all. Even their high potency adolescent cocks were satisfied for the\nnonce.\n\nAs dawn approached the pack headed for the river and a swim. They must return\nto the village clean -- without either traces of ceremonial paint nor forest\nfloor mud. The river washed them clean both literally and figuratively. They\nwould see the sun rise as MEN as they walked back to the village. They would\neat with their fathers rather than the women and children.\n\nBoth Bryan and Kevin had been warned not to swim without permission but they\nhad no thoughts for parental rules this night. Here, in the Amazon, they were\nmen having fun with other men. Swimming in the wild river was wonderful.\n\nUntil.\n\nUntil Bryan's bladder screamed that it could wait no more and right there in\nthe river Bryan let it all out. He would never forget this piss for the rest\nof his life.\n\nAt first it was the pause that refreshes until the Candiru stuck its head in.\nThe dreaded parasite of the Amazon. A tiny catfish that is attracted by urine.\nIn a few seconds it had swum half way up Bryan's cock as he screamed in pain\nas the creature's spines dug into his urethra. By the time they got him a\nshore the one inch monster was totally inside his penis. They tied a vine\ntightly around the base of Bryan's cock to prevent it from getting inside.\n\nThey ran back to the village and the shaman. They had seen this before and\nknew what had to be done. They did not try to explain for there was a language\nbarrier.\n\nThe guide explained that there was only one option. It would take all day to\nget back to the main river where a plane could do the evacuation and more time\nto fly to a hospital. By then Bryan's kidneys would be at risk and his cock\nalready dead from lack of oxygen. Letting the beast into the bladder would\nallow it into the kidney which would be even worse. There was only one thing\nto do.\n\nTheir fathers watched in horror from a far as what had to happen happed. Here\nBryan was a man and he must do this without his father at his side. Except for\nthe shaman, only his new friends, the new men of the village, could be close.\n\nIt was Kevin's duty to wield the machete as Bryan's closest brother.\nStoically, considering the pain and the act, Bryan placed his infested tool on\ntop of the upended log and nodded to his brother. Kevin raised the large,\nheavy sharp knife and brought it crashing down on the log severing Bryan's\npenis freeing from the tiny monster. The shaman cauterized the stump and the\nguide wrapped it in a bandage.\n\nKevin held his brother, his dearest friend for a long time. He would do so\nmany times over the rest of their lives.\n\nBryan insisted that they finish the trip as scheduled. It was his _second_\ndecision as a man in the Amazon.\n\n**The End**\n\n\u00a9 Copyright A.I.L. September 27, 2002  \n\nThe Candiru is a real fish and really gets up into the penis and other places.\nSometime it can be removed by surgery or killed chemically but the victim is\nin pain or worse. Some references that were valid when I posted this:\n\nInformation --\n[http://www.wikipedia.com/wiki/Candiru](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/http://www.wikipedia.com/wiki/Candiru)\n\nCase history with pictures (Portugese, not Spanish) --\n[http://www.internext.com.br/uro\nlogia/Casosclinicos.htm](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/http://www.internext.com.br/urologia/Casosclinicos.htm)\n\nNews story -- [http://www.straightdope.com/colum\nns/010907.html](http://web.archive.org/web/20100306222900/http://www.straightdope.com/columns/010907.html)\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 4, "longest_sentence": 49, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 91, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 6}, "total_complexity_score": 6, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Obsession", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES, Amputation, Foot Fetish", "Summary": "Shaun and Justin discover they each have a fantasy that they'd like to explore.", "Text": "` Justin grinned as he stepped back and looked at his boyfriend naked on the\nbed. `\n\nShaun's wrists were tied to the headboard. His hairless chest rose and fell\nwith each excited breath, nipples erect. His uncircumsized cock was hard and\npulsing on his firm, flat stomach. It was a sight that would give any fag a\nraging hard-on.\n\nBut his favorite sight was right in front of him: Shaun's bare feet securely\ntied to the bedframe. Justin kneeled and kissed the sole of each foot,\ngiggling as Shaun wiggled his feet in protest.\n\nSlowly, he took Shaun's left foot in his hand, rubbing his cheek against the\nunderside. He licked it several times, smiling as Shaun tried in vain to\nwriggle it away. Then his tongue lapped at the underside of each toe, slowly\nand deliberately.\n\nShaun whimpered as Justin repeated this on his right foot. Soon, both of\nShaun's feet glistened with spit.\n\nJustin looked down and saw pre-cum dripping from the tip of his cock. Without\neven touching himself, he knew he would soon shoot his cum just from the\nexcitement of loving Shaun's feet.\n\nHe stood up and dripped lube onto the toes of Shaun's left foot. Justin rubbed\nthe head of his cock up and down the sole of the foot, moaning in pleasure.\nThen he dragged his cock along the underside of Shaun's wiggling toes.\n\nJustin knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He gripped Shaun's big toe and\nslipped the shaft of his cock into the space next to it. The feeling was\nindescribable as he moved the shaft between the toes, faster and faster. No\nblow job, no ass fuck had ever produced a more intense pleasure for him.\n\n\"OH FUCK!\"\n\nJustin cried out as his creamy semen pumped over Shaun's foot. He thought he'd\ncum forever! When he finally opened his eyes, his semen was oozing between\nShaun's toes.\n\nOvercome, Justin sank to his knees and began sucking Shaun's toes. The taste\nof his own cum was bitter, but he paid no notice as his tongue swirled around\neach toe.\n\nHe licked the top of Shaun's foot clean, then returned to lap at the sole and\nthen the toes. Opening his mouth wide, he inhaled Shaun's four smaller toes,\nsucking at them with abandon.\n\nJustin found himself rubbing his teeth into the base of Shaun's toes. In his\nfrenzy, he bit down hard, causing Shaun to cry out in pain. He wanted to bite\nthem off, feel them filling his mouth. He wanted to spit them out, hold them\nin his hand, show them to Shaun, helpless and bound on his bed.\n\n\"Jesus, that hurt, Justin!\"\n\nJustin startled at Shaun's protest. He could see his teethmarks at the base of\nShaun's toes. And he could see his own cock was rigid again at the idea of\nbiting off those tender, helpless toes.\n\n\"Sorry, hon,\" Justin said, climbing on top of his boyfriend. \"I got carried\naway.\" He kissed Shaun, smiling at his beautiful blue eyes.\n\n\"Well, you know how you can make it up to me,\" Shaun said with an evil grin.\nJustin laughed and climbed down, loosening the rope until Shaun's right hand\nwas free. Then he hopped back on the bed, positioning himself so that his\nballs dangled just above Shaun's face.\n\n\"Don't tease me, Justin!\"\n\nSlowly, he lowered himself until his sack touched Shaun's lips. Opening his\nmouth wide, Shaun eagerly sucked at Justin's balls until the entire sack was\nsafely in his mouth.\n\nJustin looked behind him and saw Shaun frantically jacking his cock. He began\nplaying with his own dick, even though he knew he had drained his balls\nalready. But the feeling of having Shaun sucking his sack was almost as great\nas fucking Shaun's feet.\n\nIt didn't take long before Shaun started grunting. Then Shaun let out a loud\ngroan, and Justin felt the first spurt of cum hit the small of his back,\ntrickling down his ass crack. Suddenly, Shaun wasn't just sucking his balls,\nhe was biting them.\n\n\"Fuck, that hurts!\" he cried. But Shaun kept his teeth locked around Justin's\nballs as he finished pumping his semen from his cock. Finally, his excitement\nspent, he released Justin's balls, letting them slip from his mouth.\n\nJustin slumped onto the bed next to his panting boyfriend. His balls were\naching from Shaun's bites, but he didn't care. It was one of their hottest\nscenes ever.\n\n(To be continued)  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 31, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My Wife's Stud (straight)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "My wife, Beth, loves riding. She has a\n\nhorse colt that is 2 yrs old. Recently \"Rudy\" has been acting up at the\nstable. He won't be used for breeding, so she decided to have him castrated.\n\nOne of the women she rides with is a vet. Erin said she'd do it for free. Erin\nis blond buue eyed and very athletic. At 5'8\" she is 2\" taller than Beth. Beth\nwith her dark hair and great tan from being out in the sun is a gem.\n\nErin chose early Weds. morning to cut \"Rudy\" She always closes the clinic on\nthat day.\n\nI decided to take that day off and watch the activities. Seeing him loose his\nnuts was strangely intriguing to me.\n\nI was also curious as to how it would affect Beth.\n\nWeds. morning came and we drove down to the stable. We met Erin at \"Rudy's\"\nstall, put a halter on him and took him to the squeeze chute.Three of the\nother girls Beth rides with showed up also. Trich, Karen and Mia were all\ncurious to see \"Rudy'\" denutting . Several jokes were directed at me, \" Are\nyou sure you want to watch this? Think you can handle it?\" Of course I can,\nit's not me out there. \" Better be good, or it could be.\" I started to get a\nlittle embarrased at this point, but I had a lump in my pants too!\n\nErin started scrubbing Rudy's nuts with cleansing agent and he started getting\na hard on. This set the girls off again.\n\nShe gave him a shot of xylocaine at the base of his nuts and waited for it to\ntake effect. Everyone was quiet with anticipation. Mia seemed restless. I\nlooked over at her and she was rubbing her crotch against the fence board she\nwas sitting on. She caught me watching her and smiled. Karen's nipples wer\nvery obvious thru her tank top and Beth seemed to be having a hard time\ncatching her breath.\n\nEveryone held thier breath as Erin placed the tip of the scalpel at the base\nof his sak, inserted the blade and cut downward. The incision went all the way\nto the bottom of his sak. She pulled his sak open and forced out his\ntesticles. Beth handed her the suture thread and she tied off the cords on\nboth of his balls. Mia held out the surgical basin as Erin cut first one ball\nfree and then the other and dropped them into the stainless steel bowl.\n\nI found myself pressing my raging hard on against the rail fence. I looked\naround and saw Karen flushed, Mia with a wet spot beginning in her riding\npants and Beth's hands were shaking.\n\nWith a shudder, I came in my pants. I don't think anyone noticed, but I was\nembarrased that I was so turned on.\n\nThe tension was broken when Erin Said, \" Now you won't have those things\ndangling between your legs anymore.\" The girls decided to saddle up and go\nriding.\n\nI went on home. I couldn't get the sight of those two huge balls sitting in\nthe basin out of my mind. I took a long hot bath and shaved all the hair off\nmy cock and balls. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at\nmyself, dreaming about how it would be to cut my balls out. I stoked myself\nand held my balls tight between my thumb and forefinger, stretching them down\nas for as they would go. I came all over my hand and belly.\n\nBeth walked in a few hours later, smelling of horse and randy as hell. She\nstripped down in the living room and told me to mount her like she was a mare\nin heat! She was on her hands and knees with her shaved pussy glistening at me\nwith her wetness. I got behind her and drove in hard. She reached between her\nlegs and took ahold of my balls and pulled me into her hard. It didn't take\nlong for me to fill her pussy with cum.\n\n\"I like the way you shaved your cock and balls for me \" she said. \"Why?\"\n\nI had to admit that seeing Rudy loose his nuts had turned me on. She said\nthat's all they could talk about on thier ride. Mia had even asked Erin if she\nhad ever done a guy.\n\nI couldn't believe what she was saying. That a bunch of girls would be talking\nabout castration this way.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 28, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 60, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 4}, "total_complexity_score": 4, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "My First Scrotal Infusion", "Tags": "STRAIGHT, Scrotal Infusion", "Summary": "Documentation of the experience of a man\\'s first scrotal infusion.", "Text": "` Report of my First Scrotal Infusion `\n\nBy: Dino, translated by MEMBERNO\n\nI set a date and precise time, at which my patient was to receive his first\nscrotal infusion. The anticipation always made me horny and moved me to\nmasturbate several times a day. The thought of getting a fully distended ball\nsack, caused by infusion, made my penis hard every time, without having to\ntouch it.\n\nA few days later it was time. I jerked off and watched some pornos. In exactly\ntwo hours it would be time. When it was time, I wanted to give the patient\nsome shock treatment. So, I blasted my balls and prick hard with current. Next\nI took twenty cards with beautful women and laid them face down on the table.\nAfter each shock torture session, I took one of the cards at random and turned\nit face up as a reward. There would be shock torture until the picture of Lady\nDiana turned up.\n\nI obediently treated myself with a full pressure stream and then pulled the\ntwelfth card out. It was Lady Diana. At the sight of her I got very turned on.\nFor her I would even have allowed myself to be castrated. I immediately\nremoved the electrodes, and said to myself: \u201cThe next, please.\u201d I imagined I\nwas sitting in the waiting room of a lady urologist and had been called into\nher treatment room. \u201cGood day, Mr. Root. You are suffering from a problem with\nyour testicles. Please, undress completely and position yourself on my desk\nwith your legs spread,\u201d the doctor said. Now I imagined how she would examine\nme. Brutally, she pulled back my foreskin and squeezed my balls painfully.\nUsing several fingers, she examined my prostate through my rectum. Then the\nlady doctor said to me, that I had a too small scrotum and that my testicles\ncould not float correctly. \u201cI\u2019ll give you an infusion.\u201d\n\nNow I tied my penis fast to my belly to allow full access to my nuts. Then I\ntook two needles out of their coverings and pulled my scrotum forward a bit. I\nfelt a bit shaky already about injecting an infusion into my own scrotum. I\npenetrated my scrotum with a needle. It was a sexy feeling, when I stuck the\nneedle deep into my sack. I could even feel how the tip of the needle was\ntouching reproductive glands. Now I connected the infusion bag (sterile 0.9%\nsalt solution), and immediately opened the valve all the way. The infusion\ndripped and my sack expanded. There was a strange, exciting feeling on my\nballs. I stood there, legs spread wide apart and watched my ball sack deform.\nAfter half an hour I stopped, because there were already 700 ml in my sack and\nthat was enough for the firt time. I removed the needle and untied my penis.\nMan, that was a turn-on. I had a gigantic scrotum, 13\u201d in circumference, 4\u201d\nwide, hanging down 7\u201d. I took my dick in hand and jerked off. I attempted to\ngrab my scrotum with my other hand, but it was bigger than my hand. Right at\nthe start of jerking off, the little tadpoles were wanting to shoot out of my\ndick head. But, nothing doing. I stopped and applied the electrodes again. The\nscrotal collar still just fit. I turned it on and it was splendid. It was\ntwice as intense as when I had a small sack. I kept turning the regulator up,\nbut at the one-third setting (5 volts, 1.8 amperes), my white soup released\nitself.\n\nNow I stood up and walked around a while. The sack pressed my thighs and I had\nto walk with my legs somewhat further apart. I let my dangling sack swing back\nand forth between my legs. I crazy sensation. A cow on the meadow with a full\nudder probably felt the same.\n\nIt would have been impossible to conceal my bulging sack in my pants on the\nsame evening. So, I stayed home and put on my jogging pants. Until I fell\nasleep in front of the TV, I kept my hand on my scrotum all the time. It was\nso cool. In bed, though, I could only lie on my side after putting a thick\npillow between my knees. The next, I was only half as large and some fluid was\nstill seeping from the site of the injection, so that I had to change my\nunderpants two to three times a day. It now fit well into my large pants, but\nit was still visible and it was still OK to sit. If anyone should look at my\npants!\n\nSummary:\n\n1\\. The needle stick hurt a bit, but pains in the scrotum and penis are good!\n\n2\\. I have to recommend it to anyone who wants exceptionally sexy things in\ntheir pubic area.\n\n3\\. Next time I\u2019m going to introduce no less than 1500 ml into my sack, with\nmy goal being 2000 ml.\n\n4\\. Next time I\u2019m going to use at least twice as much solution. A small and a\nlarge bottle of .9% salt solution are ready to go.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 39, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 69, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Russian Winter Part 3", "Tags": "NULLIFICATION", "Summary": "Asoldier loses his jewels in the cold russian winter", "Text": "` The line cut deeper into my flesh.... `\n\nThe agonising sweet itch in my crotch grew more intense with each reverbration\nof the ghastly music notes. although my consciounce was nagging at the depths\nof my subconsciounce I could not suppress the reaction of my manhood.\n\n\"It seems to be more than even a female batallion can handle!\" She was\nhysterical with lust as she downed another vodka.... My eyes could not strain\nfrom her clean shaven pussy- a delicate pearl waiting for the release that\nonly manhood could offer her.\n\nThe frenzy of the night seemed to take hold of me- and the battalion of\ngourgeous women assembled in stages of undress around me.\" This throbbing\nmember is just too good to ignore\"\n\nShe mounted me- but not after biting both my nipples to isanity. I could feel\nthe sticky blood running down my abdomen and forming a puddle of goo in my\npubic hair. \"This will not do\" she exclaimed promptly and dismounted. \"I need\na light!\" she anounced to the audience. From somewhere gasoline and matches\nwere produced. A deep guttural moan emmitted from the crowd as she poured the\ncold tank diesoline over my exposed self....  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 16, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Lost Penis In Accident (personal anecdote)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "I am 23, 185 cm, black hair, slim, like travelling, reading newspaper,  \nlistening music. Studying civil engineering. I have lost my penis at an  \naccident with my motorcycle 4 years ago. The accident happened in  \nsummer. I weared a pair of short slags only, no safety dress, when I  \nmade a short ride with my motorbike in our village. A car hit me and I  \ncame below my bike. My lower body got contact with the chain and foot  \nrests. I can't remember these things, but police suggested this way.  \nAdditional to the direct injury there occured an infection one day later  \nbecause of dirt.  \nThat time I got seriously injured and survived only due to good medical  \nhelp in a nearby hospital. The penis could not be rescued however. The  \nshaft with all erectile tissue had to be amputated due to the infection  \nand strong damage. It has been removed completed. No erectile tissue is  \nleft. The urethral opening was relocated between scrotum and anus. Only  \na short piece of the urethra could be saved by the doctors due to strong  \ndamage during accident. Also the bladder had been injured. The closing  \nmuscle does no longer work well. So I have to go to bathroom often  \ntimes. All wounds have healed so far. The testicles are working as  \nhormone producers, so that I have not to take hormones externally. My  \nsexual drive hase decreased strongly however after the accident.  \nErections are no longer possible. Soft massage of my balls etc. is a  \nwonderful experience for me. I am very shy now.  \n  \nFirst time in hospital I had a catheder after the surgeries. But after  \none week I had to lern to use my new pee hole. In the beginning it was  \nvery painfull because of wounds. It was difficult to do the job without  \ntoo much spray. Nowadays I can handle it quite good. Due to the very  \nback location of the opening I have to remove my slags for urinating. I  \nhave to sit down for this business of course. Only this way I can pee  \nwithout spray Nude. I can use the urinal toilet with special pose only.  \nPractically I use the sitting toilet where no one can watch me. Because  \nof strongly reduced capacity of my bladder I have to pee quite often  \nsince the accident.  \n  \nFor me the accident was a big change of life. Before that I had been  \nnever thinking about such a handicap.  \nThere are so many problems physically and mental. I was 18 yrs old when  \nit happened. At that time I was living with a lovely girlfriend. First  \ntime she gave me good support already in hospital and later at home. But  \nafter 6 months she went away with another boy.  \n  \nI had several injuries, also broken legs. But that is all okay now.  \n\"Downstairs\" some organs had been badly hurt. Testicles (contusion),  \nurethra (rupture, shortened), bladder (rupture) and prostate (removed)  \ngot much damage. Errections are no longer possible, there is nothing  \nleft to grow and get hard. Only in my dreams I can have it, and it  \nhappens. Generally my sex drive has reduced much. I have no more  \nejaculations. Only from time to time, mostly at night, some liquid is  \ncoming out of my pee hole.  \nIn former times I enjoyed sauna and nude swimming. But nowaday I am shy  \nand try to avoid to show my genitals to others. The time in hospital  \nwhen I got a lot of treatments after the injury was horrible. Many  \nnurses and female doctors saw me.  \n  \nI am still a human beeing, even without cock. But education of boys from  \nchildhood on, gives the a feeling of importance of having a (big) penis.  \nThat's why it was a big shock to me.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 2, "longest_sentence": 27, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 59, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice"], "score": 1}, "total_complexity_score": 1, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Sexual Slave (SM, Testicles, Penis?)", "Tags": "", "Summary": "", "Text": "I can't remember anymore.  \n  \nIt wasn't like this always. I had a penis like most men.  \n  \nIt wasn't large, but it got the job done... I never realized that when I  \ntalked to him,  \nthat it would mean the end of my normal life.  \n  \nMy master found me drunk at a local bar. He took advantage of my current  \nstate, and  \nbrought me to his house.  \n  \nHe chained me to an X shaped rack. And raped my ass for what seemed like  \ndays.  \nHe brought his friends over, who all raped me, sucked my cock, and made me  \nsuck their  \ncocks. This went on virtually steady for two weeks as best as I can make it  \nout. They  \nkept me on LSD the entire time.  \n  \nAfter I don't remember how long I was a fuck slave, came the night of my  \ntransformation.  \nMy master tied me to the X rack yet again. He had invited all his friends  \nover. They  \nbegan fucking and sucking me like never before. Constant absolute total  \nanihaltion  \nthrough fucking. I was exhausted after I don't know how many hours of being  \nstimulated.  \nI was completly exhausted. Master then began massaging my now limp cock. He  \nthen placed  \ntight bands around the bases of my penis and scrotum.  \n  \n\"You, my beloved slave, have been wonderful in your duties so far. To  \nreward you for such  \ncomplete and total sexual gratification ofy masters, I take from you the  \none sacrfice  \nsecond only to your life it self, you balls and cock. I know you will be  \nhappy to give  \nthem up to please me.\"  \n  \nI was, I love my master, and I will do anything to please him.  \n  \n\"Now is your time to feel pain my lovely slave.\"  \n  \nWith that, my master brought forth his blade. It was a curved blade, honed  \nto a razor  \nsharp edge. He craddled the bow of the blade under my dying scrotum. My  \nmaster kissed me  \nhard on the lips, released me and pulled the blade upward. I barely felt  \nit, and looked  \ndown. It was a beautifully clean cut. An audience member then stiched the  \nwound. After an  \nhour or so of recovery and fucking among the audience, they brought out a  \nred hot branding  \niron. They red hot steel scorched a pentagram on my left ass check. The  \narea around my piss  \nhole was tatooed, and so was my ass hole.  \n  \nI now live my life for my master, and am his humble sexual servant.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 37, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 37, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "Indian 3", "Tags": "GAY, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION, MINOR, WARNING: MAY CONTAIN SNUFF", "Summary": "CONTINUING THE STORY, A SAVAGE INDIAN TRIBE AND THE ADVENTURESOF THE YOUNG COWBOY CAPTURED BY THEM. WHAT HE SAW!FEEDBACK WELCOME", "Text": "` A young cowboy was tied bent over a log, his hands tied to his ankles. `\n\nOn closer examination, it turned out it was one of the Native cowboys who had\nmutilated my young friend. His firm young ass was in the air. His large balls\nwere hanging down over his firm cock. His cock was large and hung down,\npulsating, between his legs. It had a mushroom shaped head.\n\nthere he was left for some time. Later the medicine man came out and stuck his\nhard cock into the young mans asshole and fucked him until he was ready\n\nto come. Pulling out he shot his cum on the cowboys nuts and cock.\n\nThe medicine mans assistant came out and with his knife proceeded to cut away\nthe skin of the large set of nuts. Slowly he removed the nut sack and left the\ncowboy with two bare nuts hanging down between his legs, his\n\nass still in the air and his cock hanging low between them.\n\nAt this point each of the Indian braves came over in turn and fucked the tied\nup cowboy until they shot their heavy loads of cum on the cowboys two bare\nnuts. The assistant was left to the last to fuck the now ravaged\n\nasshole.\n\nAs he started to shoot his load of hot cum on the tortured cowboys nuts, he\nreached down and yanked on the nuts of the cowboy until he had ripped them off\ntheir cords. This left the cowboy nutless.\n\nTaking a knife, he cut a long incision in the cowboys cock from the base of it\nto the piss slit at the end of the large mushroom head. Taking a sharp piece\nof metal he punctured two holes in the sides of the head of the\n\ncock. Into these he inserted two metal rings. The cowboy had now been\ncastrated and had his cock permanently opened up with the two rings inserted\n\nin it. A rawhide strap was tied to the rings and he was untied and led away\n\nby his cock.\n\n  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 38, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 21, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 3}, "total_complexity_score": 3, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "The Redneck", "Tags": "TESTICLES, Joke", "Summary": "redneck goes to a clinic for an operation. Things do not go quite as he expected..", "Text": "` One day, a burly redneck went into the clinic run by the woman doctor who\nserved his backwoods village. `\n\n\"Doctor,\" he boomed in a loud, deep voice. \"I'm tired of women harrassing me\nand making my life a misery....I want you to castrate me!!\"\n\n\"A-a-are you sure??\" stuttered the doctor.\n\n\"Of course I'm sure!!\" said the redneck. \"Stop messing about, hurry up and\ncastrate me!!\"\n\nSure this was what he wanted, she put the redneck under the anaesthetic. She\ncut out his two male jewels, and put them into the incinerator, where she put\nall discarded organs.\n\nAs the redneck came round from the anaesthetic, the doctor said, \"I notice you\nwere never circumcised. Do you want me to do that while you're still here?\"\n\n\"Th-th-that's what I meant!!\" screeched the redneck in a strange, high-pitched\nvoice. \"'Circumcise'....that's what I meant!!D-d-doctor...w-w-what have you\ndone??\"  \n\n* * *", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 25, "num_participle_phrases": 1, "num_sentences": 17, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 2}, "total_complexity_score": 2, "is_complex": false}
{"Title": "In The Line Of Duty", "Tags": "GAY, TESTICLES", "Summary": "Rookie cop has a tough first day.", "Text": "My first night on the job. It was Halloween. My partner and I got \nthe call right after midnight. There was a lot of noise reported at \nan abandoned warehouse. We went to check it out. We didn\u2019t expect \nto find anything.\n\nOf course, when we arrive the place was dead quiet. Dave, my \npartner, told me to go around to the right. He\u2019d go to the left. \nThere were doors on both sides.\n\nI went in with my gun drawn. I was nervous as shit. A cat probably \nknocked over a piece of metal and this would have made an enormous \ncrashing sound. My flashlight was in my left hand.\n\nI went in. It was very dark except for my light. A wall was \ndirectly in front of me, about 6 feet in from the door. I directed \nthe light down the hall to my right. A loud crash hit behind me, \nand I spun ready to shoot the son-of-a-bitch. I about shit my \npants. The metal door had slammed shut.\n\nAfter I caught my breath and had a good internal chuckle, I told \nmyself to lighten up. My fucking nerves were going to get me killed.\n\nMy radio crackled and hissed. \u201cWhat?\u201d I asked much too harshly. \n\u201cSam,\u201d Dave addressed me. \u201cYou okay?\u201d \u201cYeah,\u201d I answered. \u201cThen, \nstop making so much fucking noise,\u201d he said. \u201cSure,\u201d I replied.\n\nI turned around and out I went. I didn\u2019t see a fucking thing. I \nbarely had time to register the pain. I didn\u2019t know who or what had \nhit me.\n\nWhen I woke, my head hurt like hell. I was still in the warehouse. \nThis place had been used for meat packing. It was cold as hell. I \nwas fucking naked, hanging upside down from a meat hook. My feet \nwere roped together, and the rope was hanging over the hook.\n\nI had no idea how long I\u2019d been out. I guessed about 15 minutes \ntops. I didn\u2019t know where I was in the warehouse from the point \nwhere I\u2019d been knocked unconscious. I had been out long enough to \nhave been stripped, tied up, and hung up. I couldn\u2019t see my\nuniform or gun anywhere.  There were a lot of dark corners. A \nlittle bit of light was coming through the busted out windows from \nthe street lamps. My hands were tied behind my back, and I had a \ngag shoved in my mouth.\n\nI saw motion out of the corner of my eye. I tried to twist around \nto get a better look. Everything is so much more difficult to \ninterpret when you\u2019re fucking hanging upside down.\n\nDave was crouched in the shadows. He had his gun drawn and was \nlooking around. I started grunting. I just wanted the fuck cut \ndown. I was fucking naked, and it was fucking cold. He put his \nfinger to his lips motioning me to be quiet. When I grunted again, \nhe angrily mouthed \u201cshut up\u201d, so I shut up.\n\nAll I wanted was this fucking nightmare to be over. My first damned \nday and I had been knocked unconscious, stripped naked, and hung \nupside down from a meat hook in an abandoned warehouse. Things \ncouldn\u2019t be more fucking humiliating.\n\nAfter my partner had surveyed the area for several minutes (hours \nthe way it appeared from my vantage point), he slowly made his way \nover to me. He pulled out his knife. A dark mass came up behind \nhim. I started grunting. I heard the thunk, and his body fell\nover on me. I swung from the pressure, and he slid down off of me \nand hit the floor. It looked like the black mass just came right up \nout of the goddamned floor. I didn\u2019t hear anyone approaching, and \nthere was shattered glass all over the floor.\n\nThe freak pulled Dave by his feet a couple feet away from me. He \nwas mostly behind me, and I tried to spin the hook around, but it \nwouldn\u2019t turn all the way. I saw the guy cutting off Dave\u2019s \nuniform. I knew I had to get Dave conscious, or we were fucked. I\nstarted screaming as loudly as I could into the gag.\n\nThe guy ignored me for the most part and continued stripping Dave. \nI got louder. The guy walked over to me and with Dave\u2019s belt, he \nsmacked me across the ass. I was fucking stunned, at first, but it \nhurt like hell. I guess it was just some kind of instinct from\nmy childhood but probably more from the frustration, humiliation, \nand fear, but, man, I just started bawling. I was crying like a \nfucking baby. Then, I started cursing this motherfucker like crazy. \nI was screaming behind this gag, and I started swinging my body. \nThe fucker whacked my ass again. I screamed louder. He whacked me a \ncouple more times, and I decided to stop. All the noise hadn\u2019t \nroused Dave, and my ass stung like hell. I was still bawling, and \nmy hair was soaked from my tears. I was having trouble breathing. I \nthought I was going to drown in my own snot and tears.\n\nHe got Dave hung up beside me. He left. I don\u2019t know where the shit-\nhead went. We hadn\u2019t called in. Someone should come looking for us.\n\nDave regained consciousness. We tried communicating, but since we \nwere cops and not goddamned dentists, we couldn\u2019t understand a \nfucking word we were grunting to each other.\n\nThe freak came back. We saw he was carrying our batons. I figured \nhe was going to beat us to death with our own damned batons. I saw \nDave\u2019s eyes roll back in his head when the fucker pulled out a jar \nof Vaseline. He started smearing Vaseline on our sticks. Goddamn, \nwe needed fucking back-up really damn quick. Where the hell was\neveryone?\n\nThe guy took the stick and rammed it into Dave\u2019s ass. It went about \nthree-quarters of the way in. For a split second I thought Dave was \ndead. There was no noise. Then, he let out the worst, damn howl I\u2019d \never heard a man make. It was fucking unnatural. As Dave continued \nshrieking, the fucker shoved my own baton down my ass. The pain tore\nthrough my damned guts, and I must have blacked out.\n\nWhen I came to, the guy had a knife and was cutting through Dave\u2019s \nball sack. He was holding Dave\u2019s nuts stretched way out from his \nbody, Dave was screaming and bouncing around. His nuts came off in \nthe guy\u2019s hand.\n\nHe came toward me. Dave was crying and blood was running down his \nstomach and back. He put Dave\u2019s whole nut sack in his mouth and \nchewed them up. I puked. I had to turn my head sideways as much as \nI could because my damned puke was getting stuck in my nose, and I \nwas fucking strangling on my own vomit.\n\nThe guy yanked my nuts up and sawed through. The pain was \nunbearable. The guy jerked his head like something had startled \nhim. He then ran off with my balls in his hand. That was when all \nthe back-up came busting in, too fucking late. The freak hasn\u2019t\nbeen found.", "complexity_analysis": {"has_passive_voice": true, "max_nested_clauses": 3, "longest_sentence": 36, "num_participle_phrases": 2, "num_sentences": 126, "is_complex": true, "reasons": ["Contains passive voice", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence", "Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence"], "score": 5}, "total_complexity_score": 5, "is_complex": false}