Sexual Slave (SM, Testicles, Penis?)

I can't remember anymore.

It wasn't like this always. I had a penis like most men.

It wasn't large, but it got the job done... I never realized that when I
talked to him,
that it would mean the end of my normal life.

My master found me drunk at a local bar. He took advantage of my current
state, and
brought me to his house.

He chained me to an X shaped rack. And raped my ass for what seemed like
days.
He brought his friends over, who all raped me, sucked my cock, and made me
suck their
cocks. This went on virtually steady for two weeks as best as I can make it
out. They
kept me on LSD the entire time.

After I don't remember how long I was a fuck slave, came the night of my
transformation.
My master tied me to the X rack yet again. He had invited all his friends
over. They
began fucking and sucking me like never before. Constant absolute total
anihaltion
through fucking. I was exhausted after I don't know how many hours of being
stimulated.
I was completly exhausted. Master then began massaging my now limp cock. He
then placed
tight bands around the bases of my penis and scrotum.

"You, my beloved slave, have been wonderful in your duties so far. To
reward you for such
complete and total sexual gratification ofy masters, I take from you the
one sacrfice
second only to your life it self, you balls and cock. I know you will be
happy to give
them up to please me."

I was, I love my master, and I will do anything to please him.

"Now is your time to feel pain my lovely slave."

With that, my master brought forth his blade. It was a curved blade, honed
to a razor
sharp edge. He craddled the bow of the blade under my dying scrotum. My
master kissed me
hard on the lips, released me and pulled the blade upward. I barely felt
it, and looked
down. It was a beautifully clean cut. An audience member then stiched the
wound. After an
hour or so of recovery and fucking among the audience, they brought out a
red hot branding
iron. They red hot steel scorched a pentagram on my left ass check. The
area around my piss
hole was tatooed, and so was my ass hole.

I now live my life for my master, and am his humble sexual servant.


Indian 3

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

` A young cowboy was tied bent over a log, his hands tied to his ankles. `

On closer examination, it turned out it was one of the Native cowboys who had
mutilated my young friend. His firm young ass was in the air. His large balls
were hanging down over his firm cock. His cock was large and hung down,
pulsating, between his legs. It had a mushroom shaped head.

there he was left for some time. Later the medicine man came out and stuck his
hard cock into the young mans asshole and fucked him until he was ready

to come. Pulling out he shot his cum on the cowboys nuts and cock.

The medicine mans assistant came out and with his knife proceeded to cut away
the skin of the large set of nuts. Slowly he removed the nut sack and left the
cowboy with two bare nuts hanging down between his legs, his

ass still in the air and his cock hanging low between them.

At this point each of the Indian braves came over in turn and fucked the tied
up cowboy until they shot their heavy loads of cum on the cowboys two bare
nuts. The assistant was left to the last to fuck the now ravaged

asshole.

As he started to shoot his load of hot cum on the tortured cowboys nuts, he
reached down and yanked on the nuts of the cowboy until he had ripped them off
their cords. This left the cowboy nutless.

Taking a knife, he cut a long incision in the cowboys cock from the base of it
to the piss slit at the end of the large mushroom head. Taking a sharp piece
of metal he punctured two holes in the sides of the head of the

cock. Into these he inserted two metal rings. The cowboy had now been
castrated and had his cock permanently opened up with the two rings inserted

in it. A rawhide strap was tied to the rings and he was untied and led away

by his cock.

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Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence


The Redneck

Summary: redneck goes to a clinic for an operation. Things do not go quite as he expected..

` One day, a burly redneck went into the clinic run by the woman doctor who
served his backwoods village. `

"Doctor," he boomed in a loud, deep voice. "I'm tired of women harrassing me
and making my life a misery....I want you to castrate me!!"

"A-a-are you sure??" stuttered the doctor.

"Of course I'm sure!!" said the redneck. "Stop messing about, hurry up and
castrate me!!"

Sure this was what he wanted, she put the redneck under the anaesthetic. She
cut out his two male jewels, and put them into the incinerator, where she put
all discarded organs.

As the redneck came round from the anaesthetic, the doctor said, "I notice you
were never circumcised. Do you want me to do that while you're still here?"

"Th-th-that's what I meant!!" screeched the redneck in a strange, high-pitched
voice. "'Circumcise'....that's what I meant!!D-d-doctor...w-w-what have you
done??"

* * *


In The Line Of Duty

Summary: Rookie cop has a tough first day.

My first night on the job. It was Halloween. My partner and I got
the call right after midnight. There was a lot of noise reported at
an abandoned warehouse. We went to check it out. We didn’t expect
to find anything.

Of course, when we arrive the place was dead quiet. Dave, my
partner, told me to go around to the right. He’d go to the left.
There were doors on both sides.

I went in with my gun drawn. I was nervous as shit. A cat probably
knocked over a piece of metal and this would have made an enormous
crashing sound. My flashlight was in my left hand.

I went in. It was very dark except for my light. A wall was
directly in front of me, about 6 feet in from the door. I directed
the light down the hall to my right. A loud crash hit behind me,
and I spun ready to shoot the son-of-a-bitch. I about shit my
pants. The metal door had slammed shut.

After I caught my breath and had a good internal chuckle, I told
myself to lighten up. My fucking nerves were going to get me killed.

My radio crackled and hissed. “What?” I asked much too harshly.
“Sam,” Dave addressed me. “You okay?” “Yeah,” I answered. “Then,
stop making so much fucking noise,” he said. “Sure,” I replied.

I turned around and out I went. I didn’t see a fucking thing. I
barely had time to register the pain. I didn’t know who or what had
hit me.

When I woke, my head hurt like hell. I was still in the warehouse.
This place had been used for meat packing. It was cold as hell. I
was fucking naked, hanging upside down from a meat hook. My feet
were roped together, and the rope was hanging over the hook.

I had no idea how long I’d been out. I guessed about 15 minutes
tops. I didn’t know where I was in the warehouse from the point
where I’d been knocked unconscious. I had been out long enough to
have been stripped, tied up, and hung up. I couldn’t see my
uniform or gun anywhere.  There were a lot of dark corners. A
little bit of light was coming through the busted out windows from
the street lamps. My hands were tied behind my back, and I had a
gag shoved in my mouth.

I saw motion out of the corner of my eye. I tried to twist around
to get a better look. Everything is so much more difficult to
interpret when you’re fucking hanging upside down.

Dave was crouched in the shadows. He had his gun drawn and was
looking around. I started grunting. I just wanted the fuck cut
down. I was fucking naked, and it was fucking cold. He put his
finger to his lips motioning me to be quiet. When I grunted again,
he angrily mouthed “shut up”, so I shut up.

All I wanted was this fucking nightmare to be over. My first damned
day and I had been knocked unconscious, stripped naked, and hung
upside down from a meat hook in an abandoned warehouse. Things
couldn’t be more fucking humiliating.

After my partner had surveyed the area for several minutes (hours
the way it appeared from my vantage point), he slowly made his way
over to me. He pulled out his knife. A dark mass came up behind
him. I started grunting. I heard the thunk, and his body fell
over on me. I swung from the pressure, and he slid down off of me
and hit the floor. It looked like the black mass just came right up
out of the goddamned floor. I didn’t hear anyone approaching, and
there was shattered glass all over the floor.

The freak pulled Dave by his feet a couple feet away from me. He
was mostly behind me, and I tried to spin the hook around, but it
wouldn’t turn all the way. I saw the guy cutting off Dave’s
uniform. I knew I had to get Dave conscious, or we were fucked. I
started screaming as loudly as I could into the gag.

The guy ignored me for the most part and continued stripping Dave.
I got louder. The guy walked over to me and with Dave’s belt, he
smacked me across the ass. I was fucking stunned, at first, but it
hurt like hell. I guess it was just some kind of instinct from
my childhood but probably more from the frustration, humiliation,
and fear, but, man, I just started bawling. I was crying like a
fucking baby. Then, I started cursing this motherfucker like crazy.
I was screaming behind this gag, and I started swinging my body.
The fucker whacked my ass again. I screamed louder. He whacked me a
couple more times, and I decided to stop. All the noise hadn’t
roused Dave, and my ass stung like hell. I was still bawling, and
my hair was soaked from my tears. I was having trouble breathing. I
thought I was going to drown in my own snot and tears.

He got Dave hung up beside me. He left. I don’t know where the shit-
head went. We hadn’t called in. Someone should come looking for us.

Dave regained consciousness. We tried communicating, but since we
were cops and not goddamned dentists, we couldn’t understand a
fucking word we were grunting to each other.

The freak came back. We saw he was carrying our batons. I figured
he was going to beat us to death with our own damned batons. I saw
Dave’s eyes roll back in his head when the fucker pulled out a jar
of Vaseline. He started smearing Vaseline on our sticks. Goddamn,
we needed fucking back-up really damn quick. Where the hell was
everyone?

The guy took the stick and rammed it into Dave’s ass. It went about
three-quarters of the way in. For a split second I thought Dave was
dead. There was no noise. Then, he let out the worst, damn howl I’d
ever heard a man make. It was fucking unnatural. As Dave continued
shrieking, the fucker shoved my own baton down my ass. The pain tore
through my damned guts, and I must have blacked out.

When I came to, the guy had a knife and was cutting through Dave’s
ball sack. He was holding Dave’s nuts stretched way out from his
body, Dave was screaming and bouncing around. His nuts came off in
the guy’s hand.

He came toward me. Dave was crying and blood was running down his
stomach and back. He put Dave’s whole nut sack in his mouth and
chewed them up. I puked. I had to turn my head sideways as much as
I could because my damned puke was getting stuck in my nose, and I
was fucking strangling on my own vomit.

The guy yanked my nuts up and sawed through. The pain was
unbearable. The guy jerked his head like something had startled
him. He then ran off with my balls in his hand. That was when all
the back-up came busting in, too fucking late. The freak hasn’t
been found.