JUNGLE CASTRATION

Summary: A squad of Viet Cong females get revenge on a soldierfor the rapes of committed on other vietnamese women

JUNGLE CASTRATION

In the jungle of Southeast Asia in 1969, roamed a squad of female
warriors.
they were as deadly as they were beautiful. Torture and a slow
painful
castration was the fate of any enemy soldier unfortunate enough to
be their
captive. He was tied naked and spread-eagle in an upright position
to a bamboo
rack. Slowly and seductively, their leader, an exotic Oriental
approached him.
She was given the name “Nut Cutter” by her enemy. She earned that
name
as a result of the severe torture that she inflicted on her
helpless male prisoners.
She was naked except for dark stockings and black high heel boots.
She said
to him, “soldier boy get big and hard, I do fuckie suckie. You no
get hard,
I cut off cock and make you eat it.” The young man became erect and
she
responded with a smile. The seductive sadist stroked his penis and
ran a
long sharp fingernail along the underside of his cock head. She
said, “you
cherry boy or you fuck bookoo? I think you fuck bookoo. You rape
many
of my Asian Vietnamese sisters. You pay with this.” She grabbed his
cock
and balls and stretched them away from his groin. She said, “you
stay hard,
no lose cock. I cut it off if you no hard.” She then stroked his
erection with
her right hand as she fingered her cunt with the left. Looking at
her large
firm breasts, shapely body and legs, he could no longer hold his
man juice
in. He began to shoot his load from deep within his pelvic area.
The first shot
of ejaculate hit her in the chest on her naked tits. At that
moment, she
smiled and took a bayonet and put it in front of his eyes. Pleasure
and
terror pulsed through his mind and body as she lowered it down to
his
crotch. She pulled hard on his penis and stabbed her captive
through
the base of his dick and slashed it off. Blood sprayed with
tremendous force
all over her and the dickless prisoner. She watched in delight as
his pulse
pumped blood out of his stump and his balls pumped streams of cum.
Both blood and semen mixed on her large breasts and tight abdomen.
She stuck the cut off end into her vagina and showed him his dick
now
on her. As he screamed in pain, she laughed and stroked “her” penis.
She commanded another female warrior to, “cut off his balls.” As
the
whole squad of women laughed and cheered, his testicles and scrotum
were severed from his body. The eunuch was fading fast so she
shoved
his balls into his mouth and sewed his lips shut. The sadistic
bitch, still
playing with her trophy, ordered her squad to capture and bring back
to her another live enemy soldier for her to play with and castrate.
The went out to find another man to experience torture and agony
prior to being castrated. To bleed to death in front of a dozen
beautiful
Viet Cong women.


2007 Part 2

Summary: The plan for the future

` After we had relocated to Thule, the weather had turned bad and I was unable
to fly out to pick up any of the oil rig crews left behind. We found that one
Danish family had stayed when they got the reports from those that had gone
home. They had a 13 year old boy, a 15 year old boy and a 17 year old
daughter. `

We had a lot of time to think during the months of total darkness. The girls
were convinced that testicles were the cause of the world downfall and that no
man should keep his once he was full grown.

The girls came up with this plan, the ladies would be divided into 3 groups ,
the young boys would each impregnate one group, the Danish father would would
do the other and I would have his wife and daughter. This would cover the
problems of inbreeding that had troubled worlds royal families.

As soon as the Dane and I had done our jobs we would be castrated. This would
solve the problem of one of us trying to be the Alpha male. We would become a
tribe working for our common good.

We also came to the realize that the problems of rape and child molestation
was caused by clothing and withholding sexual relief. To solve this problem we
would go naked except to protect against weather or working conditions. As
soon as boys reached puberty they would have sex daily until it was time to be
castrated.

It took awhile for the girls to sell this plan, but in the end I knew that all
the trouble I had gotten into was the result of my nuts.

(to be continued )

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Deeply nested clauses (3) in one sentence


VIParty Part I

Summary: A hot sex orgy steams around targeted husbands...

You recently revealed your castration/chastity fetish to your wife Tina. She
was initially skeptical, but had you in a chastity belt by the end of the
week. It has now been over three months since you last orgasmed and you are
begining to regret your decision to tell her. She has used the promise of
letting you out as leverage to gain access to your bank account and has ran up
quite a large credit card bill. She recently heard about a VIP party where
wives get to live out their fantasies with porn stars while the husbands
watch. She has promised your release if you allow her to go to the party and
accompany you. Your swollen balls ache as you tell her yes. Right now youre
driving in warm, sunny Flordia to the mansion where the party is to be held.
As you pull up you see several limos parked in the front of a goregous,
enormous mansion. As you pull up, a large black man approaches your car with a
guest list. "Good luck," he says with a look of apprehension on his face "and
have fun Tina" he adds with a wink. Tina slides her fingers under her
miniskirt and fingers herself as you park the car. Her moaning has your cock
aching against the chastity tube. As you get out of the car several bikini
clad women approach you and your wife. One is a brunette wearing a blue
gstring micro bikini. A second brunette approaches wearing a conventional
brown bikini, she is eyeing you and licking her lips. Its a good thing shes
not wearing a thong you think to yourself because her body is amazing and im
dying in my cock cage. Lastly, a goregous blonde wearing a black swimsuit
walks right up to your wife and hugs her. Hi im melanie she says and before
you can react she reaches down and grabs your chastity belt. How long has it
been? Two weeks? Three weeks? she inquires. Umm you stammer. Your wife told me
about your little situation here mister she giggles. You look at your wife.
Its been three months Tina replies. The girls shrug it off. My husband hasnt
cummed in over a year and a half replies the brunette in the brown bikini.
Well im impressed, admits the woman in the blue gstring. I have to orgasm at
least once a day and i cant imagine living without that pleasure she beams.
She walks over to you and brushes her ass against your cock cage as she greats
you. Hi im veronica, this is going to be heavan for you she smiles. Come on
follow me! Your wife and the others follow Veronica through the mansion to the
yard outside, as you walk through the mansion you can hear the moans of some
of the wives getting slammed by porn stars. Once outside your mouth drops. In
the yard and spread around an enormous pool are maybe 50 beautiful women clad
in revealing bikinis. Most of them are tiny gstring and micro bikinis and the
rest are all thongs. Some of the women have their tops off and are flirting
with eachother and the 10 or so male porn stars. What do you think hun asks
Veronica. About half are wives and the other half are female porn stars. The
wives have hired them to teases the husbands ruthlessly she explains. Your
wife tells you that she is going to leave you with Veronica to give you the
tour and goes off on her own looking for a lover. Come on, teases Veronica,
can follow this tight ass around for a tour of the mansion? I want to show you
a very special room. You follow Veronica, watching her firm ass giggle as she
walks you into the mansion. You pass by two blondes in nearly idential pink
gstring bikinis, the sight makes your balls swell. Veronica stops in front of
a door guarded by two large black men. She smacks your cock cage and giggles.
Look Im sure what you see in this next room shouldnt come as a surprise to
you, your wife has told me all about you. She opens the door with a wink and
you walk down stairs toward a great deal of noise. Screams, moans, shreaks. As
you round the corner you enter a large darkened room with about 20 prison
cells holding most of the women's husbands. There are two large black men
holding down one of the husbands while he watches his wife suck on a porn
stars cock. The wife figers herself vigorously as she slurps on the hard cock.
Suddenly she begins to gasp and pant. Do it she shouts. Just then you notice
that the husbands balls have been cut out of their sack. A man approaches the
husband being held down and snips one of the testicles letting it fall to the
floor. Some of the prisoners shout but one of the guards beats them into
submission. The wife approaches with her porn star and jerks his cock off hard
while whispering into her husbands ear. Suddenly cum spurts out of the massive
cock and the wife points it at her husbands chest. Thick ropes of hot gooey
cum pour out onto the poor mans chest. Then as another orgasm mounts in the
woman she grabs her hubby's last testicle and snips it off, climaxing just as
the testicle hits the floor. She collapses in extasy as the porn star slides
his cum covered cock into her tight pussy....

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Soon To Be Eunuch

Summary: My wife and I have decided to have me castrated. ( This is a true event that is going to happen.)

` My wife and I have been married for thirty years. We are both in our
fifties. Dawn has lost all but a vary seldom intrest in sex. We have talked
about this for soom time,and both decided that the best solution to the
problem is to have me castrated. Dawn had a hysterectomy five years and since
the her sex drive has went down hill at a steady pace. We both talked about
castration for soom time, and to tell the truth I've thought about it off and
on for over forty years, so I was vary glad when Dawn suggested it. It has
taken almost six months to fine a doctor that would do it. We live in Idaho
which is a eary connservitive state. But finaly we found a doctor in Boise
that is willing to do the castration. We have made an appointment for July 3rd
to have it done. I am really looking forward to that day. We are going to have
the balls remove and the scrotem as well because I don't want that ugly emty
sac hanging there. I will write another installment to this letter after the
castration is done. Thanks Dawn and Steve

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`

Deeply nested clauses (4) in one sentence


Sexual Servant

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.


A boy went brave deep in a cave (a poem!)

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!

"If you don't succeed the first time, call it version 1.0
and release it anyway."

This is version 1.0 of this poem. Many sections still need
better wording. My English vocabulary is too limited to find
rhyming words for everything! Ideas for improvement are
welcome. Send them to the Author Feedback Forum,  or to
pandrews12@yahoo.com.

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In deep a cave
==============

                by Il Musico

In silent night, deep under ground,
a glaring light its object found.
It lit his grace.-  Now coming near,
it lit his face, so pale from fear!

Oh yes, the boy did want it,
as much as anything.
But now, so close to get it,
courage was wearing thin.
For centuries they used
to do this to his kin.
He knew, if he refused,
no longer could he sing.

The shirt came off, so did the pants.
The boy went on, with trembling hands,
removing now his underwear,
his mind awash in endless fear.

He had so long prepared
himself for this event.
With many friends had shared
his dream to nature bend.
But they had him deserted.-
The fear of pain and blood
had too much force exerted
on their so childish mood.

The naked boy stood waiting, shy.
The man invited him to lie
on this hard table, made from stone.
He look'd so fragile... so alone!

The stone felt cold and daring.
Was life to be that way?
Devoid of love and caring?
Just sing, eat, shit, and pray?
Philosophy had rosen,
so close now to the knife.
But he had freely chosen
that special kind of life.

The slender lad, just twelve years old
lay shivering from fear and cold
on that hard stone, sweat in his face.
His heart was beating fastest pace.

"Why did I silly dreamer
decide to get this done?"
Despair was growing larger.
Courage was fully gone.
He thought of getting out here
But now t'was much too late.
His previous lack of all fear,
had sealed long his fate.

The boy sat up, about to run.
The man it saw. This was no fun.
And quickly he did strap a leg
of the poor boy to his hard bed!

His foot in straps now tied,
there was no way to run!
The boy lay back and tried
to see the eery fun:
Here was he, deep down under
in this old murky grave,
deserted, helpless, naked,
 - and trying to be brave...!

The man secur'd the other leg
to the'other side of this hard bed,
and also strapp'd aside the knee
exposing what he needs to see.

The strappings made it easier
to bear the heavy load.
There was no use in struggling.
He was now on the road.
Somehow it made him happy:
The end of this long wait.
He even now did want it,
but still he was afraid.

With tender care the man now took
the boy's left hand, and with a loop
he tie'd it down, quite up the bed.-
The right hand then.- A tear was shed.

The boy could now not move much.
He was too thightly bound.
But thoughts cannot be bound such!
They roamed free around:
Just how much would this hurt him?
He wondered in fear.
Would all that pain be worthwhile?
Too much for him to bear?

The man knelt down, he lit a match,
a fire crackled, smoke did hatch.
He needed heat for safety.
To cauterize. Sterility.

The friendly fire raised
the lad's so somber mood.
Deep in his thoughts he praised
that light, that smell so good.
He knew, it would soon burn him,
but somehow that was fine!
No pain could ever turn him
away from singing high!

The knife was hot, the iron red,
The time had come. The stony bed
was carrying a trembling boy.
It was too clear: This was no joy!

"My heart! Don't race so madly!
I cannot stand it long!
I need relief so badly
from this enormous song! -
Good bye, my fledgling manhood,
promising many joys!
Your time is now just seconds!
Get off! Leave me my voice!"

The man now grabb'd the doomed pair.
He thought a moment "it's not fair
to cut them off such nice a lad!"
But choice he had not. It was sad.

"My heart has stopped pumping!
I will now surely die!
On lips and tongue I'm biting.
Can I avoid to cry? -
What is this man now waiting,
to do the fateful cut? -
Is this fear never ending?" -
He kept his mouth well shut.

The knife now came, a rapid cut!
A chilling scream! A lot of blood!
The iron follow'd, quick and deep.
It stopp'd the blood, but not the shriek!

"Oh Lord, let me scream louder,
this isn't yet enough!
how can your test on singing
be so enorm'ly tough?!
This pain is far exceeding
the worst I ever knew!
My body is just bleeding;
my soul is sore as few!"

Poor boy, he was so straight and proud.
Now he is crying, long and loud.
Let cry him, for deep in this cave
from stranger's ears we are quite safe.

He never will forget this day.
He entered the cave so gay
and happy of his sacrifice.
He left in pain, but smooth and nice.

For life he will be singing high,
make men enjoy, make women cry,
through his clear voice, so heavenly,
so full of charm, exceedingly.

Who said the life of any boy
is always filled up with joy?
In real life, a real lad
is sometimes happy, often sad.

         THE END

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While I have written a number of poems in other languages
(and about other matters! :-) ), this is my first attempt
ever at English poetry. I hope to get some help to clean
up those parts that still need it, so I can someday
upload version 2.0 to the EA!


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    when I did I struggled against the pain and sat up. My dick and
    balls were dark purple and obviously dead. I put my hand on them
    they just fell off leaving the nut to hold the wound on my crotch
    closed so I wouldn't bleed to death I could do nothing but cauterise
    the wound and cry

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The Full Package

STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION

Summary: A popular TV show where five lucky women get to take home \"The Full Package.\"

` The Full Package `

This is a popular television show where five lucky women from the audience.get
to take home the cock and balls of a young stud, “The Full Package.”

The announcer walks up to the front of the stage with microphone in hand and
announces, “Welcome ladies to “The Full Package”, where you can get your own
full package.”

“Tonight we have five young studs about to loose their full package to five
lucky ladies.”

In the back of the stage on a platform are five young men with large penises
and balls. These young men have had the cocks and balls treated with a
chemical that both preserves the cocks and balls and makes them much larger
than the original. For all practical purposes they are dead just waiting to be
cut off and presented to a contestant.

The MC is a blonde dressed in black tie and tails. She has holes cut into the
front of her blouse to show the very tip of her tits.

“Well ladies are you ready for the first contestant?”

The crowd of women cheer and scream their approval. The platform that has the
five prizes” moves forward into the bright lights. Their bodies have been
oiled up and glisten in the lights. Their cocks are erect and wave in the
lights as they are moved to the center of the stage. Each man is completely
naked except for a number around his neck and he is handcuffed.

Each member of the audience before the show is given a ticket with a number on
it. Five of these numbers will be called. Each contestant is then brought to
the stage where she picks out a stud to have his cock and balls cut off. “The
Full Package” is then taken to be prepared the way each contestant wants it
done. She has three choices. First, the cock and balls are mounted on a plaque
with her name and the name and logo of the show; Second, the cock and balls
have a backing placed on them so they can be used as a dildo; and third, they
are sent to the kitchen to be prepared as an entrée for dinner later.

The MC calls for a member of the audience to volunteer to be her assistant in
choosing the numbers of the lucky winners of “The Full Package.” Several women
rush the stage. Two guards pick out a lucky woman and bring her to the stage.
Her prize for being picked will be the chance of cutting off the cock and
balls of each man. This is done by having the cock and balls of each man put
through an opening of a guillotine like device. Since the cock and balls of
each man has been treated with a chemical, he will feel very little pain and
there is very little bleeding. After the cock and balls have been cut off,
“The Full Package” is laid on a silver tray.

“Now ladies we will call the first number.” The MC says. “Who will be our
first lucky winner.”

The MC turns to her assistant and asked, “What is your name?”

The young redhead is motioned to talk directly into the mic and tell the
audience her name and where she is from.

“My name is Brenda and I am from Kansas,” she says.

The MC then asks her “Are you ready to pick the first name?”

She squeals, “Oh yes!!”

“Then reach into the bowl and pick out the first of our lucky winners.”

The redhead named Brenda reaches into the big glass bowl and picks out a
ticket stub.

“Please read the number on the ticket, Brenda.”

The MC motions her to speak directly into the mic.

She reads the six digit number to the awaiting crowd. “Here we go. “It is
1,5,6,3,8,2.”

There is a silence and then a blonde in the middle of the crowd screams,
“That’s me. I won.”

She is brought to the stage. When she arrives on the stage the MC asks her
“What is your name and were are you from?” She giggles and says she is from
Georgia and her name is Marylou.

“Well Marylou, are you ready to pick one of these fine young studs.”

“Oh, yes!”

“Which one will it be?”

Each man has a number around his neck.

“I want number 3.” She says.

“Will my assistant please escort number 3 down to us.”

The redhead goes up to the platform and takes the arm of number 3 and escorts
him to the center of the stage. His cock bounces up and down as he walks to
the center of the stage.

“Are you ready for your Full Package?”

“You betcha, I am!”

“Well Marylou, please cut the Full Package off.”

The cutting machine is brought forward and placed in front of the cock and
balls of the stud. Marylou then pulls his cock through the hole in the center.
She then pushes his balls through the hole. An upper plate is then brought
down to keep the cock and balls in place. There is a flat panel on top of the
device. This where the assistant takes a large mallet and strikes the panel
bringing the blade down on the cock and balls of the stud, thus cutting the
“Full Package” off. His cock and balls then fall onto a silver platter.

Brenda takes the mallet in her hands and raises it over her head trying to hit
the platform directly. She looks out at the audience which chants, “Cut it
off, cut it off!!”

With all her strength, she brings the mallet down onto the platform and the
blade of the cutting machine slices through the cock and balls of the
whimpering man. His cock and balls fall onto the platter. The crowd cheers and
screams.

The MC picks up the platter and the camera zooms directly for a close-up of
the severed cock and balls.

“Well Marylou, what do you want done to your “Full Package?”

“I want it cooked. I have never tasted cooked cock before. I hear it is
delicious.”

“OK Marylou, we will have it prepared for you to take home and enjoyed. I hope
you had a great time on this show.”

“That’s great. Come again, maybe you will be one of our lucky winners again.”

“Now Brenda, please select our next winner.”

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All Hat, No Cattle (part 4)

Summary: In which young males, proven fertile, are "milked" for their semen.

The night crew of wranglers, younger than the women who had inducted
Larry and his miserable group of captive boys into their barn-like
quarters, came noisily into the enclosure about an hour later.  Larry
found himself yanked to his feet, lathered generously in his pubic
area, and shaved clean in less than 3 minutes.  His penis, gripped
tightly by a girl no more that 16, was instantly banded with some
sort of metallic sensor.  He soon became aware that it had been glued
in place and was not going to be removed by any effort he might muster.
His young companion was likewise and simultaneously shaved and clamped.
After a disinterested examination of their butt-plugs, the girl left
the enclosure and was soon heard busily repeating her mission in an
adjoining stall. They would realize the significance of the sensors
very early the next morning.

(to be continued)


Thai cock-cutting catastrophe (news)

` Thai cock-cutting catastrophe `

Dozens of Bangkok penises are annually "fed to the ducks" by vengeful wives.

\- - - - - - - - - - - -

By Hank Hyena

Another philandering Thai husband has been horribly stripped of his adulterous
manhood.

Bangkok police captain Samphan Panitphan went on a drinking binge with his
buddies last weekend, reports Saturday's Daily Record. Returning home to his
suspicious wife Sudjai, 28, he collapsed in a stupor.

His unconscious body presented an irresistible target to Sudjai, who carved
out some vengeance for his recent affairs. She cut off his penis!

Removing the devious dicks of wandering husbands is becoming almost as common
in Thailand as carving up coconuts. The slashing wives' habit is
euphemistically referred to as "tat lieng pet" (feeding the duck) due to an
incident in which the offending organ was tossed into a yard where a passing
duck ate it.

Bangkok surgeons are challenged with about 60 penile attachment operations per
year, notes the Mirror. Victims and their removed rods must be stitched
together quickly because isolated cock-cells expire in approximately one hour.

Shagnasty Says: Something's just aren't funny are they guys. What with Mrs
Bobbit and these Thia ladies there is a concerning trend here. What's wrong
with the time honored "throw him out of the house and in to court" I ask?

When Samphan woke up screaming and bloody, he urgently telephoned his cop
colleagues for help. Arriving abruptly, they interrogated Sudjai about the
missing staff's whereabouts, but she refused to immediately divulge the
location of its grave. When she finally guided everyone to a sewage drainpipe,
the extramarital member was deceased.

Sudjai was arrested and charged with physical assault, which carries a maximum
penalty of 10 years imprisonment.

If convicted, will her punishment halt the plague of hose-hatcheting? Probably
not: as long as Thai men maintain their loose tradition of taking "second"
wives, the first spouses will sharpen daggers for duck-food.

Dec. 7, 1999

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I don't know about you guys, but this left me both horny as hell, and also
scared. Being charged with physical assault and spending a maximum of 10 years
in prison seems a paltry amount of punishment for ending a man's sexual life.
There really needs to be a more sever punishment for such a crime.

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Hotel Incident

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.

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Hotel Incident

by

Kortpeel

___________________________________________________________________

"I wish to make a complaint."

At 30 Janet Reid was young to be the general manager of the Grand Elizabethan
Hotel but she didn't bat an eyelid. "Certainly Ms. Stoneway. Please step into
my office and I will give it my full attention."

Janet knew that Ms. Stoneway was incredibly wealthy. That was a pity. Usually
the grandeur of the office overawed the very few who did complain. It made
them easier to deal with. It wouldn't work with Ms. Stoneway for whom grandeur
was an every-day fact of life.

"Do please take a seat Ms. Stoneway. May I order anything for you? Sherry,
perhaps?"

"No thank you." Ms. Stoneway's voice was icy as she settled her slender, well-
dressed, perfectly groomed fifty-year-old form into the visitor's chair.

Janet sat, took pen and paper for notes. The idea was to impress the
complainant that the matter was being taken seriously. Not that it would be
easy to impress Ms. Stoneway. She had been everywhere, seen everything and
done everything that she'd ever wanted to do. Janet suspected that the woman
was simply bored. Finding something to complain about was merely a diversion
for her.

However it would be prudent to take the complaint seriously. Ms. Stoneway had
once bought out a company when one of its employees had offended her. Such was
her vengeance that the poor wretch had needed therapy.

"Please tell me your complaint, Ms. Stoneway." And may I kiss your ass too?
Janet added mentally.

"There's a man here."

"Yes?"

"I repeat. There's a man here."

So bloody what? Janet thought.

"May I remind you that when the Feminist Federation International booked this
entire hotel for our conference the complete absence of any human adult male
was a specific requirement? It was written into the contract and emphasised at
our preliminary meeting."

How could Janet forget? They'd had to give all male staff paid leave and find
suitable females to take their place for the week. That had been difficult.
Waiters were easy to replace but the chefs in the kitchen weren't. Neither
were the maintenance staff: those secret, invisible denizens of the hotel who
fixed everything from a loose carpet to the plumbing and everything else that
ever went wrong. Outside, Janet had decided to abandon the gardens for a week.
The all-male ground staff had given the lawns a close trim and gone away.

The hotel had even rented female security guards and arranged with the
suppliers for deliveries to be made by women.

"Really Ms. Stoneway? There certainly shouldn't be a man here. Where did you
see him?"

"He was lurking around the back of the swimming pool. Peeping at the ladies, I
shouldn't wonder."

There was a nasty glitter of triumph in Ms. Stoneway's eye. Janet could see a
breach of contract lawsuit in her future. If the Federation refused to pay on
this flimsy

pretext …

"Would you describe him to me, please."

"Certainly. He was about mid twenties, five foot ten I'd say, slender build
and fair-haired. And he was wearing hotel overalls. A workman of some sort."

Ms. Stoneway paused then in a voice of smug satisfaction added "And he we was
male." She sat back in her chair, and waited for the grovelling apology from
Janet.

Janet knew that grovelling would never be enough. If she grovelled the old cat
would pounce and have her for dinner.

Janet beeped the intercom. "Get Beddowes in here. Now."

"You sent for me, Ms. Reid?"

"Is this the person you saw, Ms. Stoneway?"

Beddowes instant appearance, like a genie from a lamp, threw Ms. Stoneway. He
had been in the secretary's office and simply walked through to Janet's
office.

"Er yes. That is the one."

"Beddowes, what were the arrangements regarding the male staff for the
Feminist Federation International conference?"

"No men were allowed here this week, Ma'am."

"What exceptions were there?"

"None at all Ma'am."

"Then why are you here?"

Beddowes who'd been answering confidently enough clammed up and got shy. He
was hanging his head and looking at his shoes.

"Beddowes."

Beddowes mumbled something that was inaudible.

"Speak up Beddowes. I can't hear you." Janet noticed that Ms. Stoneway was
interested in this scene. Ms. Stoneway was known to be rather an adept herself
when it came to inflicting humiliation. She was intrigued by Janet's treatment
of Beddowes.

"Because I don't count as a man, Ma'am." Beddowes was still looking at the
floor and was still mumbling.

"Beddowes for heavens sake speak clearly. Ms. Stoneway has lodged a serious
complaint against you being here and I want her to hear your explanation."

Ms. Stoneway was developing a grudging admiration for what Janet was doing
with Beddowes.

"I don't count as a man, Ms. Reid."

"That's right Beddowes. You aren't a man any more are you?"

"No Ma'am."

"Show Ms. Stoneway why you aren't a man."

Beddowes eyes stared at Janet in mute appeal.

"For goodness' sake Beddowes! What have you got to be shy about?"

Janet had seen that by this stage Ms. Stoneway was enjoying the charade.

Slowly the wretched Beddowes undid the buttons down the front of his overalls.
He took his arms out of the sleeves and the garment dropped to his ankles. He
was in his shorts. There was a look of anguish on his face. Janet thought he
might be about to cry.

Beddowes kicked of the boiler suit and stood there looking ridiculous and
pathetic in his under-shorts of scarlet satin with white polka dots, shoes and
socks. He must have hoped Miss Reid would tell him to stop there. Instead she
and Ms. Stoneway were just staring at him.

Jane knew that Ms. Stoneway would be taking in the soft, hairless quality of
Beddowes body. She would be wondering whether the fat on Beddowes chest was
just fat or could it be mammary development? Were the nipples more developed
than on a normal male?

"Get them down Beddowes."

Beddowes seemed reluctant to comply.

"Do hurry up. We don't have all day."

Slowly Beddowes slid down his shorts.

Ms. Stoneway gave a gasp of amazement. She stared at Beddowe's smooth pubic
area, fascinated. She got up from the chair, walked over to Beddowes and
lightly ran a hand over the featureless, nullified pube. It was apparent that
Beddowes didn't qualify as a man. She pressed her index finger onto what was
presumably the wee hole and smelt it.

Beddowes merely stood there hanging his head.

"I'll be damned!" Ms. Stoneway exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like that
before."

"Beddowes, tell Ms. Stoneway how you come to be in this state."

"It was an accident in the substation Ma'am."

"Really Beddowes? " Ms. Stoneway said. "What happened?" There could be no
doubt of Ms. Stoneway's genuine interest.

"I got too close to the live bus bars," Ma'am. "There was a flash over."

"Tell Ms. Stoneway what you were doing."

Again Beddowes' look of mute appeal was met with icy hostility.

"I was … I was masturbating, Ma'am. … And my ejaculate went on to the bus
bars."

"And what was the voltage on the bus bars?"

"11Kv Ma'am."

"Did you enjoy your last climax, Beddowes?" Ms. Stoneway asked in the tone of
one making a polite enquiry.

"It was as if the Earth moved, Ma'am."

Ms. Stoneway turned to Janet. "Thank you Ms. Reid. I am fully satisfied with
the explanation and that there is no breach of contract. Perhaps that glass of
sherry at this stage … ?"

"Beddowes, ask my secretary for two glasses of sherry."

Beddowes stepped out of his shorts and looking more ridiculous than ever in
just shoes and socks walked to the secretary's office.

Ms. Stoneway actually chuckled when she heard the secretary's astonished gasp.

Beddowes returned bearing two crystal sherry glasses on a tray. He served them
with an amazing dignity, considering the circumstances.

"Thank you Beddowes. That will be all."

Beddowes collected his shorts and overalls and withdrew to the secretary's
office again.

"What a remarkable person!" Ms. Stoneway said after he'd gone. She was a
different person from the hostile complainant she had been. She seemed very
happy and pleased with life.

"He is," Janet told her. "As well as being a qualified electrician he's also a
trained butler. Sometimes we hire him out to guests."

"I noticed how well he served the sherry." Ms. Stoneway emptied her glass.
"There's something rather intriguing about having a naked nullified butler.
Would it be unethical if I tempted him away from you?"

"You can make him an offer if you like. It would be completely up to him."

Ms. Stoneway was like an excited, happy schoolgirl when she left the office.

"Okay Stan," Janet called out.

Beddowes, now dressed, came back, sat in the visitor's chair and waited while
Janet counted one hundred dollars in tens from the wad in her drawer.

"Well done, Stan. That was brilliant." Janet handed him the hundred which
disappeared into an overall pocket.

"One aims to please, Ma'am," Beddowes said in his best butler's voice.

"Tell me, Stan, being like that: does it bother you much? Do you ever miss
what you lost?"

"Not at all, Ma'am." Beddowes was rising to leave. "I have lots of friends.
And in an emergency there's always the vibrator."

End

Safety Notes:

1\. It is dangerous to squirt your ejaculate on to live busbars.

2\. A substation is not a good place for a wank, unless spiders turn you on.

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Assassin (groin gunshot)

ssassin

The bullet ricocheted before landing in his buttock, causing him to howl in
pain. She would have to improve her aim if she didn't want to kill somebody.

Her target didn't show himself again for several days. However, she knew he
was OK from the articles published in the local paper. She was still watching
out for him, but from a different location. This time she wouldn't miss and he
wouldn't go running to the police.

He ambled along the footpath that ran alongside the lake that used to be
gravel pits. She waited patiently, in a bird hide. Nobody would suspect her of
hiding. Tomorrow would be the day his life would change and her revenge would
be complete.

She lined up the cross hairs on the rifles sight as he walked along. Her
finger squeezed the trigger lightly whilst bracing herself. If he was killed
she might become a suspect. Anyway, if he was dead he wouldn't be suffering.

There was a sharp crack as the bullet left the rifle and flew towards the
target. He froze for a moment, in shock, then collapsed on the path. She left
the hide, but didn't go to inspect her work. She would find out the results in
due course.

Later that evening she knew she had been successful. However, she didn't find
out the way she had intended. A knock at the door by two police officers and a
trip to the police station to help them with their inquiries meant she was
still a suspect.

She was told that the assassin she had hired had shot low and hit him in the
nuts. It had made a real mess and the hospital had been unable to save his
manhood. What was left of his penis and testicles had to be removed. He had
been lucky not to bleed to death.

She had to smile as she had now completed her revenge. Lots of coverage by the
media would also ensure that he couldn't hide his loss. He had taken her
virginity and there wasn't any way she could take it back. However she had
taken what she could.

She remained a suspect even though the police never found the assassin but she
supposedly hired.


Punishment For A Repentant Pervert Parts I and II

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?

` PART I `

Why did he do it? John couldn’t easily say. But for two months he had paid a
heavy price for his lust. Guilt hung over him like a heavy blanket he was
unable to shake off.

But soon, the waiting and the agony would be over. He disliked hospitals –
even smart private clinics like this one. Yet he was here out of choice.

It was his decision and his alone: to be castrated as a punishment for what he
had done and to stop him reoffending ever again.

They weren’t ready for him yet and the delay was agonising. He flicked through
the magazines but couldn’t concentrate. He sat there motionless, staring
fixedly at the wall, lost in thought, pondering his empty life.

John was 30, single and unemployed. He lived by himself in a small, run-down
bedsit on the outskirts of town. His grimy front window which he could never
bother to clean looked out on to the street outside.

Often he would fill the empty hours staring listlessly through the dirty glass
from behind net curtains.

It was usually fairly quiet. The occasional passer-by would stroll along – and
John would watch them absent mindedly. But one particular day, he took more
notice. A girl was walking along. She was around 17 with long blonde hair and
pretty blue eyes. She wore a white patterned dress with little pink sequins
braided into it. She looked happy and as the sun caught her dress, the sequins
twinkled.

There was a twinkle in John’s eye too. The light white fabric was no match for
strong summer sunshine which cut straight through it.

John stared in fascination at those strong slim legs beneath her skirt. But
looking at her wasn’t enough for him. John was a flasher. “Just one more
time,” he said to himself. He removed his jeans and underpants and grabbed his
pair of running shorts which he put on, forcing his semi erect penis inside
them.

And then, he slipped out of the door, gently closing it behind him. The girl
was approaching the end of the street. There were roads either side but
straight ahead was a dead end, save for a sandy path which led to woodland.
“Please go in the wood, please,” implored John as he silently ran after her.
He was in luck. She did so and John, panting in anticipation, caught her up
and ran straight past her.

Sarah thought nothing of it. He was just another jogger; two had already
huffed and puffed past her earlier on. As for her, she was in no hurry. She
was off for a nice walk through the woods, all alone save for the birds, the
butterflies and the trees.

John had kept jogging for a good way until the path led into thick woodland.
He looked around carefully. No-one was about. He stepped off the path behind a
tree which still afforded him a view of the route the girl would take.

John pulled down his shorts, almost ripping them as he struggled to push them
off his shoes. He threw them to the floor. He took his now erect penis into
his hand. He began to masturbate slowly and carefully, eyes fixed on the path.
Suddenly Sarah appeared and began to walk along it.

PART II

John allowed her to get closer before making his move. She looked perfect –
with an innocence which all too many have lost by her age.

She was about a minute’s walk away from him now and he stepped out on to the
path. He stopped masturbating, fearing the intense excitement would make him
climax. Instead, he just stood there, cock erect and pointing towards the
girl, waiting for her.

Sarah trotted along, often glancing to her left and right into the dark woods.
Then she saw John.

She didn’t notice his penis at first. It was just a man standing there. She
saw his bare legs and subconsciously assumed he had shorts on. Sarah smiled in
acknowledgement.

She drew closer. Then she became aware the man wasn’t moving. She looked up at
his face, he wasn’t smiling back. John was staring at her, through her. And
then she saw his penis. Thick and erect, surrounded by jet black pubic hair
pointing straight at her.

She stopped dead in her tracks. Eyes wide, a look of shock filled her face.
John reached down and took his penis in his hand. Slowly, calmly, he pulled
the foreskin back and began to masturbate in front of her.

Sarah was rooted to the spot, staring at him in horror. And then John began to
walk towards her.

“Go away,” she shouted, still unable to move. John came right up to her and as
he did so, she crumbled to the ground.

He stood over her, trembling. He had never done this before. All his previous
flashes had been brief encounters – a quick exposure and a wank in front of
his victims, before scurrying off.

But this time it was different. John looked around. There was nobody about
save him and Sarah now sobbing in a heap on the forest floor.

He didn’t want it to happen but couldn’t help himself. He dropped to his knees
alongside her and began caressing her legs, those strong firm legs he had seen
standing outside his dirty window.

Still wanking with one hand, he pushed his other hand under her dress and
pulled it up. His conscience was desperately trying to prick him. “Don’t, do
anything, please don’t do anything,” ran that voice inside his mind. But he
couldn’t help himself.

In a moment of madness, John was about to do something very wrong that he
would always regret.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Conchita's Payment

Summary: John had the best night with sexy Conchita. But when he didn\'t have enough money to pay her, She made other arrangements.

"Hey, do you need a ride?" Asked John, as he pulled up to the curb. Conchita
bent over to the open window of the pick up truck.

"No, but I'd like to give you a ride." said Conchita.

Conchita was dressed in an unbuttoned shirt tied at the bottom, revealing her
massive mamaries underneath. Her short pleated skirt kept blowing upwards in
the breeze, revealing her firm ass in a thong. Her legs were complimented with
a pair of 6 inch stilletto heels,which clacked as she walked. Conchita's black
hair was in a sexy 1920's flapper cut. Her lips were covered in a bright red
lipstick.

Conchita winked at John, who then opened the door. Conchita entered the pick
up, and closed the door. She crossed her legs.

John was turned on. he felt his cock bulge in his tightly fit jeans. But John
had to ask.

"are you a guy or a girl?"

"I'm a shemale." said conchita.

John was surprised, yet intrigued.

"do you have a dick or a pussy?"

"A dick." she said.

"Can I see it?"

Conchita lifted her skirt, revealing a bulge in her thong. She shifted the
thong and her bulging cock flung out. Her pubic hair shaved. John quickly
began stroking. He reached down and began touching Conchita's thighs.

"You are so feminine. can I feel your titties?"

John reached upwards and fondled Conchita's humoungus breasts. Contita took
his hand and placed it under her shirt and inside her bra. As John squeezed
the surgically enhanced tit, Conchita reached over and rubbed John's thigh,
slowly working her way to his crotch. He was huge and hard. Conchita unzipped
his fly, and suddenly an enormous member sprung out.

Conchita bent down, and placed the man sized cock into her mouth. Her toung
carressed his dickhead.

"Careful, don't make me wreck." said john.

They drove to John's house. They went inside and went into the bedroom. John
took off his shirt and slid off his pants. Conchita untied her shirt, and out
bounced two huge 42 HHH size breasts. Conchita then removed her skirt and her
thong. John began sucking on Conchita's erect nipples. He worked his way
around her massive mams. Then he worked his way downward to Conchita's
throbbing cock. He sucked harder and harder.

Conchita then shoved John onto the bed, where she started to tittyfuck him.
His cock seemed tiny between Conchta's melons. She went down, sucking hard on
his manmeat, then working her way to his balls.

"Let me bend you over." Said john.

COnchita bent over the bed, where John thrusted his cock into her tight ass.
Slamming harder and harder, Conchita screamed in ecstasy. When John was done,
Conchita got up and bent John over. She thrusted her manhood into his virgin
asshole over and over again.

When they were done, they both went into the bathroom and washed each other's
cocks off. Afterwards, they went into the bedroom.

"You are amazing. You are definately got your money's worth. You owe me three
hundred dollars."

John was shocked.

"Shit, I only have five."

Conchita was furious.

"You little fuck! How am I supposed to get a pussy with deadbeats like you? "

"I'm sorry." said john.

"Well, if you can't pay with money, then I think I know another way."

Conchita took a rope out of her purse and tied John to the bed. She tied his
hands and his feet down tightly. She took a ball gag, and tied it on John.
Conchita began stroking John's cock. She kissed it, then licked it. then
sucked again. Conchita went into her purse, and pulled out a huge pair of
scissors. Carressing John's manhood, she lifted his dick and balls. Conchita
opened the scissors and placed the dick and balls between the sharp cold
blades.

"If you won't pay me money, then you will pay with your manhood!" said
conchita.

Conchita sqeezed the sissors tightly. The sharp blades cut through. John let
out a huge screem, muffled by the ball gag. Conchita held John's dick and
balls in her hands.

After nursing John's wounds. She untied John and removed the gag.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Conchita popped the balls into her mouth and started chewing.

"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. " moaned conchita. as she chewed. With one gulp, she
swallowed them. Then she took John's severed cock. She licked it like a pice
of candy. Conchita placed it into her mouth and bit off the head. She chewed
slowly. Then she worked her way down the shaft, untill she popped the last
piece of John's dick into her mouth. Conchita swallowed.

"Yummmy! It's all gone. Poor John. Now he has no dick. Now he has no balls. I
guess you are not a man anymore. You will never fuck again. Poor baby."

John started to cry.

"what are you going to tell your girlfriends? They are not going to know what
you are now. You are certainly not a man."

Conchita got dressed, picked up her purse. "Are my titties worth it for you,
Dickless?" she said as she Kissed John on the forhead, and walked out the
door.

As Conchita walked off, another car pulled up. The door opened. "Hi baby."
said a sexy, muscular black man. Conchtia climbed into the car and closed the
door. The car sped off into the night.

Meanwhile, John looked at where his dick and balls once were. He lamented the
loss of his manhood, and cried throughout the night.

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    The fraternity I was applying too was supposed to be one of the most
    secret, and most powerful fraternities in the entire country. They
    only let 100 young men apply, and out of those 100, only 25 would be
    accepted for full membership. I was one of those lucky 25.
    All week they had been systematically eliminating the competition.
    First it was through tests of intelligence. Then of physical
    endurance. The last day was something else all together. There were
    only 30 men left. We were all ushered into a room, striped naked,
    and left on our own for an hour. After an hour, three ‘judges’ came
    into the room. They measured us for girth, length, looks, and they
    even measured the exact size of our testicles. Five were asked to
    leave. I couldn’t help but notice that the five who left were the
    five ‘smallest’ guys in the room. Not to say they had tiny cocks, in
    fact, most men would probably kill to have cocks that big. It’s just
    that the rest of us had huge cocks. All ranging around 11" fully
    erect. And we all had huge sets of nuts. Just being in a room with
    24 other guys as well hung as me was giving me the biggest turn on.
    The head ‘judge’ addressed us all. He was also the head of the
    fraternity. "Congratulations! You 25 have been selected to undergo
    the final step to become full brothers of our most sacred
    fraternity. Report here tomorrow at 9am sharp. Your assignment for
    tonight, go home and shave off all of your pubic hair. You are all
    to report here tomorrow with absolutely no pubic hair. Is that
    understood?" We all said yes. We were then dismissed.
    I went back to my apartment that night and did as instructed. I
    removed every last trace of hair from my groin. I ejaculated three
    times shaving my self. I then masturbated three times in a row,
    experiencing my smooth groin.

    I reported along with the others to the same room the next morning.
    The only difference was that the walls were lined with wrist and
    ankle restraints. The room was large and white. It looked like it
    could easily hold 300 people. The rest of the fraternity filed in.
    They were all wearing white robes. There was the 25 second years, 25
    third years, 25 fourth years, and the fraternity president.

    "Would each initiate please stand next to a restraint." Commanded
    the president. We did so. The second years each chose one initiate
    and strapped them into the wall. There were now 25 young men, all
    with shaved groins, strapped naked to the walls. "Today we undertake
    the final step in initiating you 25 men into our fraternity."
    Explained the President. "There will be no backing out now. You have
    all pledged yourselves to us, and we are grateful. Let us begin."

    The third and fourth years stood with the seconds years next to a
    selected initiate. There was now three men assigned to each
    initiate. Almost all of the initiates were sprouting huge erections.
    "Gentlemen, disrobe!" The brothers obeyed the command and took off
    there robes. There was an audible gasp from the initiates.

    The president of the fraternity had a huge penis. It had to be at
    least 14" fully erect, and as thick as a beer can. And his balls
    looked like they were the size of tennis balls. I had never seen
    such an enormous set of genitals on a man before. It was almost
    inhuman looking. But what really drew the gasps were the rest of the
    brothers.

    They were all perfect looking men. All well developed muscles, all
    incredibly good looking. But they were far from perfect. All the
    second years had smooth crotches. No sign that they had, or ever
    had, a penis or testicles. The third years were the same. 50 men
    without gentiles. All perfectly smooth, featureless crotches. The
    fourth years were different. They all had large testicles, like the
    initiates, but they lacked penises. Not a cock amongst them. In a
    room of 101 men, there were only 26 penises. It was a shocking, and
    hugely erotic sight.

    I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. I, and every other initiate,
    began to realize, that none of us were leaving this room as complete
    men. "Begin." Commanded the president.

    The second years reached down into their robes and drew out a knife
    each. One second year, about ten initiates away from me, approached
    his initiate. He grabbed the initiates genitals with one hand and
    pulled them away from the initiates body. The second year then began
    slicing through the initiates penis. He sliced through the top of
    the penis, and kept slicing, right into the sac. The initiate was
    too shocked to scream, he just shed tears. He was could do nothing
    but watch as his man hood was sliced away from his body. The second
    year finished slicing through the initiates genitals, separating
    them from his body. Surprisingly, the wound did not bleed.

    The second year passed the severed set back to the third year. The
    third year took them and the knife and sliced the testicles from the
    penis. The third tear then passed the penis back to the fourth year,
    and handed the knife to the second year.

    Then it was the next initiates turn. And so on until it was my turn.
    My second year walked up to me and grabbed by crotch. He pulled my
    penis and testicles away from my body. He pulled so hard it began to
    sting. He then placed the knife on the base of my penis and he began
    slicing. There was no pain at all. He broke through the top layers
    of skin, exposing the fleshy red muscles and veins below. He
    continued to slice. By the time he got to the halfway point, I
    expected to feel some pain. But there was noting. Just the gradual
    lose of feeling in my penis. My penis was now detached from my body.
    With only three more slices, my sac was severed from my body. There
    was now only a red hole where my genitals had been.

    My second year passed my complete set to my third year. The third
    year then sliced my testicles away from my penis. This time I could
    feel it. It was an excruciating feeling. Yet, I found I couldn’t cry
    out. I didn’t want to cry out. The pain passed quickly. Now the
    third year passed my severed penis to the fourth year, and passed
    the knife back to the second year, keeping the testicles for
    himself.

    The process was repeated on all the remaining initiates. There we
    were, 25 young men with only open wounds where our genitals used to
    be. The fourth years took the severed penises and held them to their
    groins, where their penises should have been. They all began to look
    like they were in excruciating pain. A soft white light radiated
    from each of their groins. Then, after about a minute, they all let
    out a collective grunt of what can only be described as pleasure
    mixed with pain. They all doubled over, then stood back up straight,
    releasing their groins. Now, instead of just balls, they had
    penises. Somehow they had attached our penises to their bodies. I
    looked at my penis, now proudly standing erect from the groin of
    another man. All the fourth years now looked like normal healthy
    men.

    The third years took the severed testicles and held them to their
    groins. They too took on a look of extreme pain. A soft blue light
    emanated from their groins. After a minute, they let out a similar
    grunt of pleasurable pain. They doubled over then stood back up,
    releasing their groins. Now, instead of a smooth groin, they all had
    beautiful sets of testicles, our testicles.

    The second years undid our restraints, and the president ordered us
    all to get down on our knees. The fourth years walked up to us. Mine
    grabbed me by the back of my head, and forced my erect penis into my
    mouth. The feeling of sucking on my own cock was almost too much. I
    sucked on it like there was no tomorrow. After ten minutes, I felt
    like I was about to have the most intense orgasm in my life. It hit
    me like a wave of pleasure, and my penis ejaculated into my mouth,
    down my throat.

    My fourth year withdrew my penis from my mouth and my third year
    licked all the remaining cum off it. I looked down at my crotch.
    Where the red, open wound had been was now smooth flesh. No scare,
    just perfectly smooth flesh.

    "Welcome to our fraternity, my brothers. Each of you has a difficult
    year ahead of you. You must now deal with life for two years without
    any sexual organs. That is the price you must pay for the privileges
    that come with this fraternity."

    I grew accustomed to the life without my penis or balls. I got to
    know the new owners of my genitals quite well. Dave was the guy who
    now has my penis, and Brad is the one who owns my testicles. I also
    became friends with Mac, the one who took them from me. It turns out
    that Dave has Mac’s testicles. It’s a tradition that the fourth year
    gets the penis from the second year who gave him is testicles
    initiate. So next year I will be the one who gets Mac a new pair of
    nuts and Brad a new penis. Until my fourth year, the only sexual
    outlet I have is sucking of Brad’s nuts, Dave’s nuts and dick, or
    allowing Dave to take me up the ass. Not a bad price for all the
    rewards and privileges I now get. And apparently when I get my new
    full set, every orgasm I will have will be ten times more powerful
    than any I have ever experienced before.

    I can’t wait.

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Jimmy's Castration

Summary: Jimmy enjoys his last orgasm before I snip his balls.

` “Why don’t you jack off?”
“You mean right now?”
“Yeah, right now. I’ll take your picture!”

Jimmy grinned at the idea of me photographing him beating off. He’s always
been proud of how far he can shoot his jizz. Most 17-year-olds can send their
cum a long way when they try.

“Okay, let’s do it!”

Jimmy pulled off his tank-top, showing off his smooth chest and stomach. He
pulled off his jeans, then yanked his jockeys down just far enough to free his
dick, which already was hard.

My boy leaned against the wall and started wanking. He spit in his right hand,
moving it slowly up and down the firm shaft.

“Oh yeah,” he moaned.

Jimmy used his left hand to circle his right nipple, bringing another groan of
pleasure. His whole body was tense. I knew it wouldn’t take long.

I took the lens cap off my camera and focused on Jimmy. His brown eyes were
shut tightly as he approached climax. His hand jerked frantically up and down
his cock. I could see drops of pre-cum oozing from the slit.

“Oh, shit!”

I pressed the shutter of my camera as the semen erupted from Jimmy’s dick. The
first drops hit his left shoulder, the second glob reached his chest. The last
spurt landed on his stomach, some trickling into his bellybutton. There wasn’t
as much cum as last night, though. I guess the boy didn’t have enough time to
fill up his balls.

Jimmy didn’t know it, but he had just enjoyed his last ejaculation as a
complete boy. It was the very last time his balls would dangle below his cock
as he beat that proud piece of meat.

“How about a beer?”
“Sure!”

While Jimmy used his shirt to wipe the cum from his chest, I slipped the
sedative into the bottle of beer. He eagerly downed the brew, and I smiled as
I gazed at his pretty cock, still dripping jizz from its tip.

It was a real thrill when I opened up his scrotum and tugged at his balls. It
was bloodier than I thought it would be, but there they were, a lovely round
pair just waiting to be snipped. I pulled on them, stretching out the cords. A
moment later, they were lying free in my hand.

At this point, I was so turned on that I couldn’t help myself. I pulled my
cock out and used my left hand to beat off, still holding Jimmy’s balls in my
right hand. It took only a few seconds before my semen was shooting over his
balls. It was the most exciting moment of my life.

Jimmy took it hard, of course. What boy wouldn’t? But after a few weeks, he
began adjusting to life as a eunuch. He told me that he was actually glad that
his life wasn’t controlled by his balls anymore. Now that his dick is always
soft, Jimmy seems a lot happier than before.

Author’s note: To see photos of Jimmy and his castration, please go to this
website:

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Honey, have you seen my balls?

Summary: A cross between the tv show Bewitched, and a cartoon I saw recently....this one is really fantasy...I think...

Finally....the weekend...sitting around, drinking some beer...maybe a little
sex?... then she walked in!

"OK...give em'up" she ordered! I knew what she meant but pretended I didn't!

"You're at home now, you don't need 'em around here...and you KNOW...I own em'
so give em'up!"

"But I like feeling them" I protested....

"OK...I'll sensetize the spell for the weekend....now STRIP!"

I slowly dropped my pants, and Sam, my witch wife, reached between my
legs...and retracted her hand...with both of my full, balls in her palm!!

"Oh, They're heavy...I guess you were too busy to jerk off today!"she
remarked...

Sam gave my balls a hard squeeze, and I crumpled to the floor in pain!!

"You said you wanted to feel them!!"

"Honey!...please!..be carefull!...."

She rolled them around in her hand, and I could feel every second of it!!

Sam twitched her nose and in a second she was naked! she sat back in her easy
chair...still rolling my balls in her hand!

"EAT ME" she ordered!!

I crawled between her legs and buried my tongue in her pussy!! She startes
cumming wildly and as she did, her hand tightened into a fist!!!

"AAAUUUGHHHHH...MY BALLS!!" I cried out!!

She just growled at me...and dropped my nuts into her tall glass of iced tea!!

"AAH!...OH"....OW!..HONEY!...c-c-cOLD!..." I was crying!!

"EAT MY PUSSY!!" she screamed at me!!

I returned to her crotch...shivering and sobbing! Several more orgasms later
she pushed me away and headed to the kitchen wih her drink!

Sam rinsed my nuts with hot water and I went from one agony to another!!

"OWWWWWWWWWWW!" I screamed!

Sam rinsed them in cold water next, then informed me she had to go to the
store!! After she backed the car out of the garage, she tossed my balls onto
the dash!! I could feelthe vibration of the car....then...uh-oh...they began
to roast in the sun!!

"OW!...OW!...HOT!" I ran around the house crying!! At least she took them in
the store with her! In her purse...my balls were squashed against her
hairbrush!!

"OH!...OH! FUCK! IT HURTS!!" I was sobbing, crawling around on the living room
floor! She moved them to find her money...and she dropped one of them onto the
floor!! I was at home, rolling around on the floor, in agony!!

Back in the car...she chuckled at her clumbsiness! Sam put one of my balls
back onto the dash..to roast again....and held the other one in front of the
air conditioner outlet!! I was screaming in confused pain...one was ice cold,
the other one red hot!

When she walked into the house, she just laughed!

"Something wrong?, Baby!?"

I begged her for my poor testicles...she said "NO!"

Next, Sam inserted MY balls into her pussy and I was in heaven!! Again I was
between her legs and every time she came...my nuts were squeezed inside her
until I was in tears!

Sam finally told me that MY balls should be put somewhere safe! She wrapped
them in an old piece of coarse wool blanket and hid them in her dresser!!

"NO!...NO!...PLEASE

!...HONEY...NOT the army blanket...PLEASE!..The itching was driving me insane!

I was grabbing my crotch, trying to scratch an itch that wasn't there!! Sam
just watched me suffering!

"I'll do anything!...ANYTHING!!...PLEASE!...just make it stop...YOU can HAVE
THEM...THEY'RE YOURS!...PLEASE!!"

"I want that too!" she finally said...

"Wha....my...my cock too?!" I cried!

I'll give you my pussy...but when I fuck you...with YOUR cock....I'm going to
get MY orgasms, from MY pussy....and still cum inside you!!"

I couldn't believe it!!

"But...I don't get...to cum?!"

"You want to CUM?" she hissed...."Try this!"

Sam crossed her arms....twitched her nose and I fell to the floor gasping!! I
started to cum...internally...like she did...no erection, no
ejaculation....just absolute pleasure, that continued, on and on, until I was
in agony!!

"OK!...OK!...NO MORE!!...YOU WIN...PLEASE!...WHATEVER YOU WANT!!"

Later that evening, I sat moping in the living room next to my witch wife!!
Between my legs was the most gorgeous pussy in the world....i couldn't stop
playing with it, fingering myself...Sam was moaning with what she felt, from
my attention to my...I mean her pussy! Between HER legs, MY balls hung heavy,
My cock was getting hard, again...on HER body!!

"Baby" she whispered...

"come suck me off again....I love it when you make me cum in your
mouth...after all...it IS..YOUR CUM!!"

For the 4th time in an hour, I took My cock into my mouth and Sam slammed my
face to her belly and my cock, into my throat!!

"Isn't that how you like it Baby?" she laughed loudly!!!

mojoel531@msn.com

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Glans Recipes (Brief But Tasty!)

Summary: Nurse lists some of her favourite man recipes

` Among the burgeoning taste for male genitals, one area that always seems to
be neglected is the glans. The little penis-head 'fruit' is one of the most
versatile of foodstuffs and doesn't deserve such overlooking. `

Removing the glans is a matter of choice. Some ladies like to have the male
lay his todger down on the chopping board and simply cut it off with a single
sweep of their meat cleaver. I always use a penis guilloutine myself. It
increases the terror for the male and it's a wonderful moment when he's been
'beheaded' and his decapitated mauve mushroom is resting in the scaled-down
straw basket beneath the guillotine.

Some ladies prefer to buy already-separated whole penises from their supplier
and remove the end from these but I think using a live male is much better. It
partially 'reduces' them in an area they love the best; it's very painful and
humiliating for them; you've got the rest of their carcass to construct other
dishes from AND their glans is guaranteed 'fresh': some of the store-bought
penises have been kept in deep refrigeration for two years or more. Although
such meat is perfectly healthy, like any long-frozen meat, upon thawing it
will have lost much of its essential taste.

Having amputated the glans and washed it clean of blood (there won't be much),
what to do next with it? well, some ladies like it as a mini-beetroot. after
all, it IS the right clour! Marinading it overnight in vinegar will see the
essential juice permeate the glans and turn it into a beetroot, as desired.

It can be cooked (lightly now - gas mark '2' and only for five minutes!)
before being allowed to cool and being placed inside a vol-au-vent case.

Chinese ladies will perhaps prefer to use filo pastry and construct a won-ton
parcel or even a battered glans out of their material.

It's delicious cold and uncooked too, although it can be slightly chewy for
those unused to eating such sweetmeats. All-in-all, it's a wonderfully
versatile food - much too good to be allowed to go to waste, adorning any man.
Get penis-shortening today - you know it makes sense!

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Marine Captured and Mounted

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.

Marine in Iran

I was a hot, young, athletic stud. I loved to jerk off and I did so regularly.
I had a little dick. It was only 4 inches when hard and I kept it totally
shaved. I was stationed in Iraq near the Iranian border. While I was sleeping
in my tent, three soldiers came in and put a chloroform rag over my face. I
was out cold. I awoke in an Islamic Training Camp. My captors were very young
men. Most of them appeared to be teenagers. One of the teens came over to me
and said: “American, you go into shower room and get clean. Take off clothes
and leave them on the floor. You come out when I say.” I obeyed. No one
followed me into the shower room. After about 15 minutes the Iranian teen
called out: “Come out now American. Come out of the shower room and walk
outside over to me. Walk with your hands at your side.”

As soon as I walked out, the Arabs got their first look at my tiny, shaved
penis and balls. The teens were talking to one another and pointing at my
groin. The teen who spoke English looked at me and said: “American, you have a
little pee pee. It is the penis of a little boy not the penis of a real man.
Your pubic hair is shaved smooth making your little clit of a dick appear even
smaller.

We captured you for a reason. You will be freed at the border when we are
finished with you. We captured you so that we can castrate you. Then when you
go back, your castration will strike fear in the other young men who will
realize that they too could be captured and castrated.”

Several of the young Arab teens dragged me to the stocks that they had built.
They put my arms and my head into the stocks and then locked them. It wasn’t
long after that that I felt someone feeling my balls. My cock got rock hard.
Then I felt someone putting their fingers into my ass hole. I told them to
stop. “GET YOUR FINGERS OUT OF MY VIRGIN ASS.” The teen laughed and then
shoved his thick, uncut 10 inch dick into my virgin hole. I screamed in pain.
“American, if you cum, we are going to castrate you. Don’t shoot your sperm
unless you want to loose your baby makers for good.”

I couldn’t help it. As I was being fucked, another teen started jerking my
dick and tickling my balls. I was getting closer to shooting and I didn’t like
it. The teen fucking my ass started to jab harder and deeper. When he did
that, he started pushing me to the point of no return. I screamed out: “PLEASE
DON’T TAKE MY BALLS. I NEED MY BALLS. I BEG YOU TO LET ME KEEP THEM. I WILL DO
ANYTHING, I PROMISE.”

Then I started to shoot my load. It came out in sharp spurts. When I stopped
shooting, the teen came over to me and grabbed my balls. I started to buck and
shout. I was trying to pull my legs together. Then he shocked me by saying:
“You can keep your balls my American friend. We have decided to take something
else from you. We are going to cut off your little cock.” I couldn’t believe
what I was hearing. I cried out: “OH MY GOD, DON’T CUT OFF MY COCK. HOW WILL I
CUM WITHOUT A COCK TO JERK. OH GOD, DON’T DO THIS TO ME.”

They pulled my cock away from my body and then cut my dick off so that I just
had a little nub. They cared for me until I was better and then they took me
to the border and released me. The news that my penis had been cut off sent
shivers through the sex organs of all the men in Iraq. I was left to suffer.
The only way I could cum was with a vibrator or when a man fucked me. I can’t
believe they cut off my penis.

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Girlcirc

Summary: Cheerleader gets circumcised. Repost from Usenet.

GirlCirc

Reposted from Usenet alt.sex.stories. Author unknown.

Sally’s mummy has had her clitoral prepuce removed to improve her
sexual
response.  Six weeks ago, 15 year old Sally went along to see the
Doctor
at her mother’s suggestion.  The Doctor flanneled poor young Sally
and
convinced her that she needed the operation as well.  The Doctor
knew that
Sally was a cheerleader and just wanted to get his hands on her
fresh
young pussy.  Whilst inspecting the hapless teen, he noticed that
her
hymen had not been broken..  A virgin!  He had never circumcised a
virgin
before!

The Doctor instructed Sally to return the following Friday evening,
to
wear her shortest skirt and to bring a clean pair of white panties.

Sally should not date any boys before she returned.  Finally, the
Doctor
enquired about Sally’s masturbation method.  Coyly, she showed him.
 She
just squeezed her thighs together.  Good thought the Doctor, no
chance of
her hymen breaking.

Sally’s big day arrived.  She thought about what to wear but did not
really have a skirt that short.  So she decided to wear her
cheerleader
outfit with a pair of Persil white panties.  She put another pair of
freshly laundered panties in her school bag and set off to school.
Her school day passed in a haze.  She thought about her appointment
for
later.  Was her operation the same as when baby boys had their
foreskins
removed she wondered.  Her mind wandered onto thoughts of the
Football
Team and the boys sleek cocks.  Her panties grew damp.  Images of
firm
erections filled her mind.  Her rhythmic squeezing began.  Before
she
knew it, she had cum in her panties, the word "circumcision" going
around
in her head...

She rang the Doctor’s bell and pushed the door open as it buzzed.
She
entered the empty waiting room when Dr James appeared.  He had sent
all
his staff home but had invited Dr Brian to assist.  Dr Brian was a
much
older Doctor than Dr James and that reassured her.  He was also
quite
good looking, Sally thought.

Doctor James led Sally down a corridor and through a door with the
letter
"C" on it.  Dr Brian followed behind.  Dr Brian stood behind Sally
as he
closed the door.  Dr James praised Sally for doing as she had been
told
and for wearing a skimpy skirt.

"I want you to bend over and remove your shoes now please, Sally" Dr
James ordered.

This provided Dr Brian with a good view of her knicker clad bottom.
 Dr
Brian quickly grabbed the concealed hypodermic syringe and pushed it
into
Sally’s bum.  In the same movement, he depressed the plunger.  Sally
started as the needle sunk into her bum.  Dr James grabbed her to
steady
her and then stood her upright.

"That injection is to calm you down so that we can proceed with your
circumcision.  I will circumcise you whilst Dr Brian here will
perform a
hymenectomy.  A hymenectomy will remove your hymen.  You will still
be a
virgin but your first sexual intercourse with a circumcised boy will
be
less painful", explained Dr James.

Dr James moved his hands up Sally’s skirt until he felt the gusset
of her
knickers.  He started to rub.  Sally moaned.  Dr James started to
describe boys cocks to her.  Sally felt a gentle buzzing in her
panties.
Dr James was using a wicked vibrator to stimulate her teeny pussy.
Sally tried to resist but it was useless.  The thoughts of boys
cocks
filled her mind and she went into a thigh-shuddering orgasm.  Dr
James
kept up the pressure on her clitoris, Sally was up on her tippy toes
now
as the vibrator stroked her knickers.  Dr James switched her mind to
thoughts of a girls tribal circumcision in Africa.  All the girls
sitting
in a row, a helper diddling with their clits.  When the girls have
cracked reasonable hard-on’s, the circumciser moves forward.  With
one
hand, he pulls out their hooded clits, with the other he deftly
slices
through their foreskins and clits.

Sally’s pussy is trying to swallow the vibrator as she shudders
through
two more orgasms.  Her legs have given out as James and Brian
manhandle
her onto the “Circumstraint”.  Dr Brian peels Sally’s knickers off,
giving them an extra tug as they are stuck between her big wet pussy
lips.  Sally’s scent is of a well wanked out girl and there is a
phenomenal wet sticky patch in her white gusset.  Dr Brian puts her
knickers into a plastic bag and seals them up.  He then gives the
teen a
lecture about not thinking about boys for a while or her soon to be
clipped clit will start to ache.

Dr James returns with the equipment necessary to depilate her pussy.
 They decided to use cream as it was quicker. In no time at all,
Sally’s pussy looks more like the winkie of a Junior
High School girl. Bald and soft.

Before they can start the operation, there is a liquid mater to be
taken care of. "Would you like to do a wee wee, Sally, before we
start to circumcise you?" asks Dr James.
"Yes, please" replies Sally, "I’m bursting!"

Sally is lifted so that a special potty can be placed under her
bottom.  She starts to pee, the force of the hot urine causes her
crumpled up lips to flap out.  Dr Brian thinks that they are too big
and it is decided to trim them back.

"Sally, we are going to trim your winkie lips back when we
circumcise you." informs Dr James.

"Uh, OK" mutters Sally.

James starts to examine Sally’s eyes to see if she is ready.  Whilst
she is distracted, Dr Brian releases a catch on the special potty.
A needle shoots out from the splash plate and penetrates Sally’s
clit.  Drs James and Brian had developed the special circumcision
potty as a way of
anesthetizing girls pussies just prior to the snip.

Sally moans as her pussy is put to sleep.  Brian cleans her winkie
as
James prepares the instruments.

James takes a pair of locking forceps and slides them up Sally’s
prepuce. He reaches the top then closes them, so crushing her
foreskin.  Whilst her foreskin is being crushed, James asks the girl
about the other cheerleaders.  Are there other girls who might be
persuaded to undergo
circumcision?  What were their pussies like?

Finally, it was time to release the clamp and to make the dorsal
slit.

This is the real start of Sally’s circumcision. James asked Brian to
use two forceps to secure the foreskin, either side of the crush
line.  With the foreskin being gently prised apart, James
releases the clamp and makes the dorsal slit.  Sally’s sore teen
clit is
now exposed.  James completes her circumcision by trimming off the
flaps
of her foreskin.  He then powers up the electrocautery machine to
seal up
her excised foreskin and to use on her winkie lips. First, her
winkie lips need to be anesthetized.  Brian injects both flaps and
awaits the drug to do its work. The elctrocautery machine is used to
clamp her labia then the current is applied.  The elements sear
through her lips, removing the excess and
sealing the remnants.Sally is now trimmed up.

Brian moves in now.  His job is the specialised task of opening her
hymen...


Thecia drops the New Year Ball(s)

Summary: Thecia wrecks a terrorist plans.Fiction and not for minors.

Thecia Drops the New Year ball(s)

My name is Thecia I’m a 31 year old cutter. I am an engineer on my “Day job”
but cutting is my passion. A big set of balls falling into a stainless steel
bowl is music to my ears. I work all over the world, so my trail of hacked
nuts is extensive.

I travel so much on my job that I seem to miss being home for holidays. This
year I made it home for Christmas, but it looked like I’d have to be in the
north east for New Years Eve.

One of the laborers at the refinery where I consult approached me and asked
for advice. It seems that his brother, Abdul, had made plans to detonate a
bomb in the middle of the Times Square festivities this New Years Eve. His
brother was an anti American radical and the man didn’t know what to do.

I asked him to get me the plan and I told him that I would take care of it.

A young man, a hotel employee was to bring the explosives to his room four
hours prior to midnight. I got into the hotel before the police closed off the
street and found a housekeeping closet to wait.

Precisely at eight PM the young man, carrying a large canvas bag, arrived at
room 332 where Abdul opened the door for him. I walked by in my black all
purpose party dress as though I was a tourist. When the door was opened enough
I sapped the young man with a leather billy and at almost the same instant
tased Abdul with 50,000 volts. Both men hit the floor in a pile.

I’m only 120 pounds but I work out and I’m pretty strong for my weight. I was
able to tie both men to doors with most of their weight borne by the door
structure. I taped both men’s mouths and tied off their legs. They were now
immobile in the fashion of a medieval dudgeon.

I took my time and stripped naked to lessen the chance of getting blood on my
clothes. They man not be allowed to look at naked women but both men showed a
bulge at once. I giggled to myself, that problem would end soon.

I turned the TV on and watched the pre midnight show. I opened the canvas sack
and examined the explosive vest I found there, it looked dangerous.

At eleven thirty I cut the men’s pants and underwear off, their erections came
back. Both tried to protest but the duct tape did its job.

I plugged in my soldering Iron and retrieved my scalpel. The men now showed
terror in their eyes.

I began with the younger man. His seven inch cock was hard as a rock, his
balls were not huge but they were low hangers. He tried to scream as I
carefully sliced his nutsack off. The soldering iron cauterized the wound
well. His balls hung there like two Christmas tree ornaments. I turned to
Abdul who struggled mightily. His sack came off with little problem, Because
of the soldering iron the smell of cooking flesh filled the room, The aroma
was much like a pork roast cooking, now offensive at all. Abdul’s dick was
pretty small but his balls were world class. They hung like two big lemons
from their cords. Both men were sobbing uncontrollably, so much for the
terrorist heroes.

I placed the sacks in a zip lock bag of salt. That would preserve them until I
had them tanned and made into small purses.

During the four hour wait, I decided to both amuse myself and show these men
what they would be missing. I donned my velvet gloves and gave each man a hand
job. I love seeing naked nuts pull up and cum for the last time. First the
younger man’s cords tightened and thick ropes of cum shot across the room. The
volume impressed me, for little balls they sure put out a lot. Abdul’s balls
pulled up in the same way but despite the size of his set, they only dribbled
a teaspoon full. It was fun anyway.

When the TV announcer said ten minutes to midnight, I tied off each set of
cords and vessels. When the big crystal ball began to fall I began snipping
nuts off. They all hit the floor within seconds of the New Year. I only wish I
could have cut all four off at the same instant, but I did the best that I
could. Each testicle made a faint plop as it hit the floor.

I left the hotel by the back door and strolled off. The police didn’t care
about anyone leaving the perimeter, so I had no problem.

I made my way to the Staten Island Ferry and on the trip across, I called 911
on my untraceable cell phone, I used the words “Terrorist and room 332,” then
I tossed it and my nutting kit into New York Harbor. I retrieved my car and
went to a diner in NJ where I had eggs Benedict and coffee. Nutting always
makes me hungry.

The four terrorist nuts have already been made into Christmas tree ornaments
for next year.

Respectfully submitted

Thecia

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More Urethral Torture

Summary: A new method of urethral play

He was finally home. My boyfriend Jake, that hot fourteen year old boy with
his huge cock, much bigger than mine, was home from his trip to South America.

The moment we were alone, he ripped my clothes off. As he pulled my bikini
underwear down, he examined my cock, with the prince's wand in it. He had
locked it in my cock before he left three weeks ago. It was huge, and it
burned like hell everytime I had to piss. And of course, it was so long that I
couldn't cum. Jake was only fourteen, and I was seventeen, I loved young teen
boys. Jake used this to his advantage. After I fucked that hot tiny ass for
the first time, he said he'd tell unless I became his willing sex slave. I
agreed. His favorite thing to do was to fuck my cock, he'd even gotten his
pinky finger in once. I always protested, but my cock was rock hard at the
very mention of urethral play.

But this night was different. We went downstairs to his basement, where Jake
tied me to a large wooden X in the back of the room. He unlocked the prince's
wand and took it out of my cock. Then, he left the room and returned with a
bucket of water and a jar of something murky. He placed the bucket of water
under my cock, and guided the head into the water. Next, he opened the jar and
poured its contents into the bucket. I noticed something small swimming very
fast. "W ... what's that?" I asked.

"This," said Jake, "is a Candiru fish. I got it on my trip. These fish are
little monsters. You see, when a boy pees in a river where they live, it will
swim up his pee stream, right into his cock. There, it lodges its spines into
the boy's urethra ... causing the most instense pain ever. The only way to
stop it is to remove the cock." I shivered at the idea, it was scary, and my
cock went limp. Jake wanted me to be hard for this, and he began to strip.
First his shirt, then pants, then finally his sexy underwear. Watching that
hot teen body, his almost hairless skin, that huge cock of his, made me hard
again. "Well, in your case," he began, "I don't think you'll need to piss.
I'll make you cum instead ... yes, your very last cum."

With that, Jake began to slowly jack me off. I tried to stop myself from
cumming, but it was no use. That hot teen boy began licking my cock and I
came. As I came volley after volley of cum that had been building up for three
weeks, the fish swam up to my slit, then wiggled into it. I screamed as it
expanded inside my cock and stuck its spines into my urethra. I bucked and
screamed, but it was too late. I'd never cum again. Jake grabbed my cock,
flushing out the last of the cum, as the fish dug in the last of its spines.
Jake was so turned on by what he had just done that he came all over the
floor. "At least one of us can still cum" he said, laughing.

Jake left me there for hours, as the fish moved around in my cock, causing
more and more pain. Then finally he returned with a scalpel. He grabbed my
cock and sliced down the urethra. With a plop, the fish fell back into the
bucket. He inserted another huge rod into my cock and sliced around it, down
to the root. I looked down to see that the bucket was filled with blood. I
passed out.

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Thecia's Breakfast

Summary: Thecia nuts before breakfast.Fiction and not for minors.A very short Thecia story

Thecia’s breakfast

A very short Thecia story.

My name is Thecia, I’m a 31 year old underground cutter. I de-ball about 12
men a year and get paid well for it.

I’m also an engineer for a consulting firm with offices in TX and NJ.

After a brush with the law a few years ago I resolved to only cut in Mexico. I
rent a room in a small clinic there year round and I even (through a bribe)
got a medical license.

I had just finished cutting a pair of slaves who belonged to the same domme.
It was late, so rather then travel back to TX I decided to stay at the little
inn near the clinic.

I normally shut my cell phone off at bed time, but this night I forgot. The
phone rang as exactly 4:01 AM.

It was my friend Linda, a mistress who owned between three or four slaves at
any given time. She kept two cut and at least one intact one. Lately she kept
a female slave too. She said, “Thank god I found you, I need an emergency
nutting!”

She went on, “Ares needs to lose his balls.” She named all of her slaves after
Greek or Roman gods. Ares was her intact male slave. She told me that she knew
I was in Mexico and that she was in Eagle Pass and could be to the clinic
shortly. In my eight years of nut slicing I had never heard of an “emergency
nutting.”

I was looking forward to breakfast, but it was not to be.

Just after five, Linda knocked at my door with Ares in tow.

I pleaded for five minutes to get dressed and brush my teeth. So there I was
getting ready to cut with out even make up on.

At the clinic I prepared my equipment including a one use scalpel. Linda said,
“No please, do it my way.” She produced a small guillotine with a double V
blade.

I banded his big nut sack and finally asked her why she was de-balling Ares.
Her reply was, “Eros is my new slave, he’s got a bigger dick and bigger balls,
I don’t need four balls in my home. Ares has to lose his.”

My thoughts were, “You woke me up at four in the morning because you don’t
want extra balls in your home!!”

I banded Ares nutsack and pulled his balls through the guillotine as Linda
asked him if he wanted his balls cut off. He answered, “Please don’t cut my
nuts off!” Linda’s fist came down on his balls as she said, “Wrong answer.”
After a little persuading and some mashed nuts he finally said, “Please cut my
balls off.”

I asked Linda if she wanted to milk him one last time and she agreed. He was
on his back with his nuts pulled tightly through the opening of the device.
His big cock stood straight up, maybe 8 inches or so. Most mistresses won’t
ever let their slaves cum and they will never have any sex with them. Linda
was different, she often used her intact slaves for sexual pleasure and shared
with her girlfriends.

She gently blew him. Running her tongue and lips around his substantial helmet
and probing his little prick hole with her tongue. She soon had his balls
boiling with lust. After about ten minutes of teasing she mouthed his big dick
in earnest. In seconds he was ready, she pulled her mouth away and the first
spurt went three or more feet into the air. She captured the next pulse and
took the rest of his big load into her mouth. Mumbling through her cum filled
mouth, she said, “Ares cum, soon to be the rarest jizz in the world.”

Before his load was spent I brought the lever down, the razor sharp blades cut
sack, cords and vessels in one shot. His banded balls rolled down the gurney
until they went over the edge and hit the floor with a large plopping sound.
Two more small spurts erupted even without balls.

I hurried to stem the bleeding and had him sewn up in minutes. I jarred his
big nuts in formaldehyde for Linda to take home as a trophy. I use peanut
butter jars, not fancy, but utile.

Linda and I left Ares to recover and drove to Eagle Pass for breakfast at the
Border Café. I had eggs benedict and Linda had a western omelet. I thought to
myself, it’s a satisfying thing to have a nutting under your belt before
breakfast.

Ares recovered well and Eros is now happily fucking Linda and her girlfriends,
until it’s his turn for an “emergency nutting.”

Respectfully Submitted,

Thecia

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Thecia's Therapist

Summary: Thecia helps a friend. A doctor needs to learn ethics.fiction and not for minors.

Thecia’s therapist

My name is Thecia. I’m an engineer and on the side I’m a cutter. I’ve cut over
130 men since I’ve been doing it. It’s a good thing for the human race and I
enjoy it. I’m 31 years old and as far as these stories go I’m going to stay
this age forever. There is not much better in this world than cutting a big
set of nuts off of a man who doesn’t deserve to have them.

I live in Dallas but I often work in the NY/NJ area so I have many friends in
both places. Joann was a nurse in a big city hospital, she does not know that
I’m a cutter.

I was in the city for my company and called her for lunch. We met at a trendy
new restaurant. She had red eyes and she told me she had been crying. She was
seeing a therapist and said he was wrong for her. It took me a while to get it
out of her. He was recommended by a girlfriend and she loved him. She had many
problems and he was helping her work through them. It seems that he had told
her that she had “intimacy” issues and needed to trust again. Over the course
of a few months he made her believe that they should cuddle. In the end,
instead of fucking with her head, he was fucking her. He made her believe that
this was OK. She since learned that he was also fucking her girlfriend, the
one who recommended him.

I told her not to confront him, but tell him you had a friend (me) who needed
him and leave the rest to me.

My first appointment was pretty normal, it wasn’t until the forth one that he
came up with the “Intimacy” thing. On the fifth session I was ready to
“cuddle” or so he thought. He held me and gently told me that I needed to
trust and everything would be OK.

He held me for a few minutes, then I felt his hand on my crotch but I didn’t
react. He worked his way to opening my slacks and rubbing my pussy. I just
squirmed as though it was exactly what I wanted. I found myself naked and he
only had his pants on. He eased me back on the couch and proceeded to give me
the best pussy licking I’d ever had. I’ll bet I came four or five times. When
he got up he slipped out of his pants and underwear, out popped this eight
inch dick with two lemon sized balls attached. He attempted to mount me and
slide that oversized tool into me but I turned. How could I know if he had
AIDS or some other STD.? I did want to drain him, but on my terms.

I reached down and grabbed that fat thing. My hand would not go all the way
around it. The head was out of proportion too, it was much bigger than the
shaft, and the shaft was big. Joann had not warned be about this rolling pin
dick.

I got on my knees and slid it in my mouth, all I could get was the helmet and
about an inch of dick. I worked his big balls with one hand and the shaft of
with the other. It didn’t take long, I felt his balls tighten and the pre-cum
run. The first pulse was a tiny bit of jizz, but the following one was a huge
ribbon. I tried to swallow but before I could the third pulse hit me and cum
shot out from my lips that were tight around his hard shaft. He shot two or
three big streams and I nearly choked on his thick man juice. I got most of it
down and his shaft went flaccid at once. I reached for my bag and told him I
was getting a rubber, instead I pulled my stun gun and hit him with it. Before
he recovered I had him bound, hand and foot to the legs of the couch. He
looked at me, smiled and said, “Extreme, but I can do kinky.” He had no idea
just how kinky it was getting. My scalpel opened the thick skin of his sack
with a single stroke followed by another stroke on the other side. I told him
that I didn’t like his ethics and I was going to take his balls with me today.
The terror came over his face in an instant.

To my surprise, his big dick hardened again. I pulled the nuts out of his sack
before I tied off the cords and ducts. He was ready to cut. My hand found his
huge rod again and I began stroking it. It got harder and even grew a little
more, in a few minutes he was ready. When the first white goo shot out I cut
his right nut out, a second later I snipped the remaining one. He was
pleading, I don’t think he knew he’d already lost his precious baby makers. I
watched at the thick rich cum turned red as it mixed with blood. That is
always my favorite part.

I held his nuts by their cords and put them in front of his face. He was
crying as I said, “Maybe you shouldn’t fuck your clients,” like he would ever
have that option again.

I left him tied there and met Joann at the Marriot Marque for lunch. We went
to one of there restaurants that served Tapas, the little dishes of Spain. It
was wonderful.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia

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