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Crushed, Cooked and Consumed
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:16 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 2:4 pm
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They met at the Testicle Festival. He couldn't help but stare at her in that black vinyl halter top, matching daisy duke shorts, knee-high stripper boots and thigh-high fishnets. She says "Are you hungry to try one of these?" She twirls the fork with a cooked bull testicle speared on the end of it, and indicated the plate of bull balls in front of her. He responded "Actually, you'll probably think this is really Fucked up, but I only came to watch a sexy girl like you eat testicles and fantasize that your actually eating mine." She says "You ought to be careful babe, the wrong girl might just decide to make that fantasy real, and put your balls on the menu!" He smiles and says "Oh, I have to risk the wrong girl eating my balls, if I want them eaten by the right girl." She smiles right back at him: "In all honesty, I come here every year to eat a whole plate full of balls, and fantasize that these (she waves the forked testicle at the plate full of them again) are all my ex-boyfriends combined manhoods, it makes them extra amusing to sink my teeth into. But I definitely wouldn't mind finding what an actual man's pair tasted like." His already semi-hard cock suddenly goes rock hard. He offers "How would you like to pretend that I'm one of your ex-'s?" She gets instantly wet at the thought of this, and very hungry for the pair of balls he just offered to let her eat. "Ok , that's a deal I can't say no to, but if we do this, I want to get to chain you down to my bed, so I can take my time, and savor your flavor. And also I want you to really get into character as my ex-' and beg me not to castrate you and eat your balls." He couldn't believe his good fortune, this is going to be amazing, but he wanted everything to be perfect, and asked her "If I'm to the of ex-boyfriend, I think we should have break-up sex before you castrate me." She agrees, saying "That sounds fair, but I get to chain you down first, that way you don't get to fuck and then back before I take your balls." 30 minutes later, she pushes him down onto her bed, he's stripped naked for her, but she's still decked like a goth cowgirl. She locks down his ankles and then wrists into the handcuffs at the 4 corners of her bed. "Change of plans babe, I think since you're my ex-boyfriend, I wouldn't want to reward you by break up sex, at least not while your still a whole man. The new deal is, if you're still hard after I eat your balls, you get that last fuck. If not, then your sex life is already over. She giggles like a schoolgirl as he struggles and begs her not to change the plan. She smiles, her pussy hungry for his cock, but her mouth is even hungrier for his balls: "Now you're really getting into character, struggle and beg for me , it'll make this even more fun for me. Also, instead of just cutting your balls off and cooking them, I have something even more fucked up in mind..." She leaves the room briefly, coming back in with a foreman grill. "I'm going to cut your sack open, and with your balls still attached by their cords, I'll place them into the grill, and cook them up while they are still attached, so you can feel EVERYTHING as they're cooked and eaten." He's speechless, mouth open and eyes staring in horror, he watches as she pulls out a scalpel, cutting 2 small incisions, one on each side of his scrotum. She reaches her finger into the left side, pulling the intact and attached left ball out into sight, then repeats this with his right nut too. She lays the still room temperature Forman grill between his thighs, opens the top, and lays his balls inside. Closing the top onto his balls makes him cry out as his balls get slightly crushed between the top and bottom grill, this gives her another idea. Rising to stand above him in bed, she plugs the grill in, and places her boot on top of the grill. Before the heat even starts cooking his balls, she steps right on top of the grill, his naked balls feel the full force of her weight, as his balls are crushed until they both pop. She hears him begging for her to stop, but it's already far too late to save his balls. Even if she shut off the grill, he'll never have now. The juices crushed out of his balls start to sizzle as the grill heats up. The heat on his balls takes longer to build up, but within a minute, he can feel his balls start to cook. The smell of his balls as they cook makes her equally hungry and horny, she hopes he'll stay hard long enough to get her off after she's eaten. Once his testicles are about medium-rare, she takes them out of the grill. She doesn't want them to be entirely past all sensation, she wants him to feel everything as she consumes his manhood. Normally, seeing such a sexy girl place her mouth so close to his crotch would have filled him with excitement, but due to the circumstances, he felt only agony, and dread for what was to come. She looks him right in the eyes, smiling at him as she takes what's left of his left ball into her mouth, and ever so slowly sinking her teeth into his ball. She bites off about a third of his testicle, savoring the taste of him. She chews it up, and as she swallowed, he watched as 1/6 of his manhood went down her throat, gone forever. She slowly takes another bite, chews it up and swallowing again, leaving a small portion of his left nut still attached by the cord. Then she takes that into her mouth and bites it off, and like the flick of a switch, half of the pain from having his balls popped and cooked is gone. "Halfway there , and I'm definitely still hungry" She smiles at him again as she takes his right and only testicle into her mouth. Slowly. So. Slowly. She bites into that ball. She felt the juices of his only ball squirt into her mouth as her teeth slowly sink into his ball meat. He's in such exquisite agony, and knows he is powerless to stop his castration by teeth. She bites off a third of his final nut. Chews. He sees the ball third go down her throat. She smiles again as she bites off another third, chews and slowly swallowing again. "I was going to offer you the last bite, but I'm feeling very greedy and hungry, so say goodbye to manhood while I castrate you now. She takes all that remains of his only ball in her mouth, and bites it off at the cord. As she chews it up and swallows it down, he realizes he isn't a man anymore, but the pain is over, and he's rock hard for the girl who just castrated him. "You know what , this was so fun, crushing, cooking and consuming your balls, I'm ready to give you a last fuck now. I want something to remember this day, I think I'll cut your penis off with my tail docking cutters. It's basically like pruning shears that heat up to cauterize as they cut, so you won't lose much blood. I know you could still get hormone therapy and viagra to still use your cock, but I want it for me, to keep in a jar next to my bed with your on it. So this is your last. Fuck. Ever. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do." She takes her time, edging both of them almost to climax again and again. He's desperate to cum, but she stops just shy of letting him orgasm. She stopped again, and smiled at him as she pulls what has to be the tail docking cutter she told him about. "How fucked up would it be if I cut you without letting you have that final orgasm?" She has to be kidding, right? No one could be so cruel! She pulls his cock out of her, and places the cutters right at the base of his cock. "Oh god no! Please let me cum just one last time!" She grins as the slowly closed the cutters on him. He feels the blade slicing through the base of his cock, and can smell the meat cook as it cauterizes the severed ends, both on his body, and the last of his manhood. Because the ends cauterized as she cuts, the cock stayed hard, even once it it was entirely severed. She fucks herself with his severed cock, and brings herself to the most intense orgasm of her life, knowing he'll never orgasm again. Never have . Never fuck again. Never have another blow job. Never. Even. Jerk. Off. She leaves the room, and true to her word, the glass jar in her hands she places on her nightstand contains his severed penis. "Well , lets take a little nap, I can't let you of the handcuffs for at least another 5 and a half hours. Your penis will be completely dead by then, no way to ever sew it back on, and that. Thing. Is. All. Mine. Now! Thanks for dinner and your last fuck. She starts kissing him, and much to the surprise of both of them, he kisses his Castratrix back. Soon their both moaning in pleasure as they make passionately. She fingers herself to another orgasm, and passes next to him, more satisfied by this eunuch than any whole man had ever made her.
The End?
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The Nutcracker Sweet
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:14 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 2:4 pm
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She was only 4 foot inches tall, 5' 5" in her 7 inch platform stripper heel knee high boots. But in that goth school girl uniform and sports bra, she was definitely the sexiest woman he had ever seen. When she smiled those braces under her black lipstick popped , perfectly complimenting the whole outfit. She says "If you really want to be my new boyfriend, you have to give me a level of commitment that proves you're all mine. You have to let me pop your left testicle with my nutcracker the first time we have sex. Don't worry , plenty of guys lead perfectly normal sex lives with just one ball, and I don't date anyone who still have both. What's more important to you, having this (as she grabs his left nut) or having me? Oh, I knew would say yes! Take off your clothes and let me chain you down to the bed! Oh, I'm staying dressed for this, I can still fuck you and pop your ball while dressed up as a sexy little schoolgirl. Let's get lefty in the nutcracker now, this little spike pierces the ball so it can't get away from me, and in seven clicks your ball will be gone forever. The first 3 clicks penetrate the spike deeper into your ball meat, and you begin feeling the testicle getting flattened by the jaws. The forth or fifth click usually cause enough damage to stop that nut from being able to make sperm anymore, the sixth click is the one that causes the testicle to rupture. If I stop after 6 clicks, your ball can probably be stitched together and still allow it to produce a limited amount of testosterone, but I never stop there. I go all the way with my boyfriends, so you might as well say goodbye to lefty right now. When we reach 7 clicks, the testicle fully ruptures and is reduced to a squishy mass of agony you'll be begging me to cut off 2 seconds after it happens. That's when your first test as my new boyfriend begins. You see, I told you the truth, most guys can live perfectly normal sex lives with one ball, but only if I let you keep the other ball intact. It takes a real man to satisfy my sex drive, and that means you have to stay hard after I pop lefty, long enough to get me off. If I cum, you get to stay half a man. But if you go soft on me, you'll stay soft forever after I pop your other nut too. Ready ? Click. That's one, to begin the fun. Click. Two, I'll start to screw. Click. 3, stay hard for me. Click, four, just 3 more. Click. Five. Is your ball still alive? Click. Six. Your nut just split. Click. Seven. Poor little ball, gone to heaven? Nope. You're in testicular hell, aren't you ? I told you you'd be begging me to cut your nut off after I popped it, didn't I? Well you're in luck , I'm right on the edge of cumming already, stay hard just a little longer and you'll stay a man. Well, half of one anyway, but all mine. Oh yes! Please! Stay hard ! I'm almost there! Oh god! Oh yes! Oh fuck yes! Well done. Wait, I think my roommate is home! Hey Kara, I'm in the bed room!" Kara walks in, still dressed to kill in her own schoolgirl uniform. "Hey Kara, this is my new boyfriend, he passed his test, but is still only half the man he woke up this morning as" "You already pop his ball?" "Look for yourself" "Damn Becky, you have all the fun, I want to pop a nut sometime!" "Oh Kara, you totally should! Every girl should pop at least one or two balls, it's such a rush!" "So, um, Becky, can a use your nutcracker?" "Sure Kara, gonna pop one of your boyfriend's balls tonight?" "Actually, I was hoping I could use it on your boyfriend right now" "Kara, you realize he only has one ball left, right? So basically, you're asking to castrate my boyfriend?" "Well, yeah, I guess I am, but don't you usually castrate all your boyfriends anyways?" "Oh sure, I've castrated every man who has ever had sex with me, but I usually wait until we have break up sex to take their last testicle from them. Tell you what, Kara, you can castrate my new boyfriend, if I can castrate your current boyfriend in exchange." "But I like my boyfriend intact!" "Trust me Kara, once you castrate one man, you'll be itching to do more. So go ahead and get on top of this guy, get his cock inside you while I position his last testicle into the nutcracker. All you have to do is clamp down on the 'cracker 7 times, and his manhood will end. If that doesn't give you the best orgasm you've ever had, your boyfriend gets to keep his balls. But if it's the best sexual experience you've ever had, then we go straight over to your boyfriend's place so you can pop his first ball, and I get to finish his manhood like you're ending my boyfriends sex life." Kara starts riding him. Click. Faster. Click. Harder. Click. He's moaning in agony. Click. Both sexy schoolgirls moan in pleasure. Click. He begs them to stop before he's castrated. Click. All three orgasm as one, Kara because of the pleasure of performing her first of many castrations, Becky from watching her sexy friend castrate her boyfriend, knowing they're going to castrate Kara's boyfriend tonight too, and they get to be Castratrix partners now, popping balls left and right, castrating every man who lets them chain him down, and he orgasms too, knowing it's his last time ever, and though he doesn't want to lose his manhood, it's still his best sex he's ever had, watching these two strippers enjoying ending his manhood. Click.
"So Kara, how was it" "Oh my god Becky, I can't believe sex could be that way..." "So, are we going to castrate your boyfriend tonight, or what?" "Damn, well hopefully for him he doesn't want to have , and doesn't miss sex too bad, I can't say no now. Not after that fuck. Sex without castration would be too boring" "Oh I know, that's why I tracked down all of my ex-boyfriends and got every single one of them to let me chain them down, just so I can now honestly say I've castrated every man I've ever fucked. The best was the guy who took my virginity back in junior high, he was married and his wife was trying to get pregnant. What I would have given to be in the room when he told her he let his ex-girlfriend chain him down and made it impossible for him to ever get anyone pregnant!"
"Well, don't go anywhere lover, just in case you can still have a few last hard-ons, we'll be back to suck out the last of your sperm and swallow your last chances to have , me and Kara are going to go castrate her boyfriend now. Enjoy your broken nuts and hold on to that last memory of orgasm, it was probably the last one you'll ever have, eunuch!
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The Castration Station
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:13 am
Last Updated:Feb 4, 2021 7:24 am
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Welcome to the castration station, I'm Kate! So tell me what is your interest in castration? Fantasy, , or reality? Reality! My favorite! Ever since the new castration laws passed, more and more men are losing their manhood. Are you looking to castrate other men, or are you wanting to lose your own? O really, and you still have your entire package? Well don't worry , I can definitely do something about that for you! Let me introduce you to a close personal friend of mine. She's called the Man Eater 5000. It's the very latest in castration technology! You insert your penis and testicles into the "gory" hole there, and. Well. They don't come back out! You see, the penis gets sucked into a tube up top. Most guys tell me that part feels really good, if you want to find out how good, I can easily arrange that for you! Then the balls are grabbed by the crushing claws.
The crushers are surprisingly gentile at first. They grasp each ball ever so gently, and once they are fully aligned with the spikes, the actuator punches the 2 inch long, quarter inch thick locking spikes through each testicle. I love that part! You see, once the locking spikes have you by the balls, there's no turning back. The machine will fully cycle, and in the end, well, you aren't a man anymore. Depending on whether you select Pleasure Spiked with Pain, or True Masochist, decides what the full cycle does next. Pleasure Spiked enacts the milking function on your penis, and when you orgasm, it triggers the penectomy and testicular annihilation. True Masochist denies the final orgasm, and skips ahead to the castration. For the castration itself, the crusher claws slowly clamp down on each ball, slowly increasing the pounds per square inch. Until your balls pop!
But it doesn't stop there. The crusher cycles 3 separate times on each nut, maxing out at 500 P S I. The design has performed flawlessly since it rolled of the factory floor. No one's manhood survives the man eater! Once your balls have been reduced to a sack of goo, the guillotine blade starts heating up. It's designed to cauterize the blood vessels when it cuts, so you don't bleed to death after you've been castrated. Once up to full operational temperature, the blade slices right through the base of your penis. You won't believe how close this can cut down a penis!. No. Stump. Left. Then your severed penis gets sucked into the integrated meat grinder, and basically turns it into hamburger. What about your balls? Or rather, what's left of your balls? Well, the machine doesn't automatically cut them off.
I have to remove them manually, and just because I'm a bit of a bitch when it comes to shit like this, I am not gentile about it, in fact, I like to get in a few kicks and squeezes on a freshly popped set of balls. Then I stuff whats left of the crushed nuts into the suction tube, and trust me, no guy has ever enjoyed this part, the tube sucks the balls into it, and then the blade chops off the balls, and they get ground up and spat out through the grinder too. So, want a closer look at the Man Eater? I can see the erection you have in your pants from here. Bet you're dying to experience the ultimate in castration tech! Lets see what you're hiding in your pants, shall we? Oh, you've got a pretty nice dick, and a nice pair of balls to go with it. It'd be a shame if something were to happen to them, wouldn't it? We both know what happens next.
Go ahead, that's it. Step right up to the machine. Oh yes, I'm getting so horny thinking about castrating you too. Oh yeah, I've castrated quite a few men with this machine. In fact, if you stick your dick into that hole, you'll be the third man I've castrated today! Go on, stick it in, big man. If you've got the balls. Tell you what, if you really want a rush, stick it into the hole, and I'll stay over here, so I can't hit any buttons to lock it down on your balls. That's it , slide the tip in. Now the shaft. Oh, yeah , get balls deep into the man eater. Chomp! Click! Oops, that sounded an awful lot like your balls just got stabbed by the impaling spikes. Oh, did I forget the Man Eater is fully automated? Yeah, I could be 0 miles away, and sliding your man meat in there would have still been a one way trip. Got you now , Unless you cut your own balls off, or rip them in half from around those spikes that pierced through and locked your testicles into her. Now, do I give you a final orgasm, or should we just skip ahead to your castration?You know what, I did kind of trick you into that machine.
I really should let you have a final come, shouldn't I? Would you like that? One last nut before you lose your ability to fuck forever? Tell you what, if you authorize a wire transfer into my bank account for $5000, I'll let you have the best and last orgasm of your life. Oh, you don't have that kind of right now? No, I will not accept a payment plan, it's either pay now, or no last cum. Oh well, say goodbye to manhood. I did mention I can be something of a bitch about this, didn't I? Click. Chomp. Pop. Pop. Squish. Squish. whirl, splat! See that ground meat coming out, that used to be your cock. Do you have any ? No? Well now you'll never have , never fuck, never even jerk off again. How those balls feel? Bet you never imagined that much pain was even possible, huh? Let me the release to pull the spikes what's left of your balls. snick. Now i'll give them a good hard squeeze. me $3000, wired directly into my bank.
And, if you me that to stop fucking with your balls, I'll even cut off your broken balls too. No. Extra. Charge. You don't have that kind of cash? Oh, poor , well at least one of us will have fun. Ever been kicked in the balls with steel toe boots? Well you're about to find out what it feels like, and steel toe verses broken balls are even more fun for me. Does anyone know you're here? No?. Oh, sweet!. Let's just turn off your phone now, and for the next three days, what's left of your balls belongs to me, and it's going to be a long, painful weekend for you and your poor., Broken. Balls!
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Her "Sexy Fuck Me Harder" Boots...
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:08 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 2:4 pm
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He had known her for a long time, at first they were just friends, but later it turned into something more, they became friends with benefits, but secretly they each kept a secret from each other, which coincided in a way both would be surprised to learn. One day, as they were getting together to go one night, he watched her buckle up her super sexy, what she called her "fuck me harder" boots, he told her: "I wouldn't mind finding what they could do to my balls" (he was suddenly shocked realizing that he'd just confessed one of his greatest secret desires) She was shocked to, but in a good way, she says: "oh really, well there's only one way to find babe..." Part of him knew she had to be just kidding, playing along to either pass it off as a joke, or maybe to just tease him, So he figures, well fuck it, I'll play along too worst case scenario, I just get blue balled, best case, she actually does something and I get to enjoy her using those boots to bash my balls black-and-blue, so why not?

It started innocent enough, she'd him in the balls a few times with her boots, and they’d screw each other’s brains afterwards from how horny it made them both, eventually they both wanted to try a new method of hurting his balls with her boots. One day he suggested she try a new way of stepping on them. They'd tried that a few times before, but his balls always wiggled away before she could ever really put her weight on them. He says: "what if we screwed a metal bar into the coffee table, so once my balls are trapped in it you could really stand & stomp on them?" Thinking quickly, she suggested they tie his body to the table, so he doesn't accidentally pass and rip his own balls, and he should also have his hands 'cuffed behind his back, so she has total control of the whole scenario. With his love of both having his balls brutalized by such a sexy female wearing Goth outfits and super sexy boots all the time, combined with his fetish of being chained up by such a woman, he agreed right away.

A few days later they had everything they needed, and agreed to do it that night. He got naked to be entirely at her mercy, she dressed up in her "fuck me harder boots" a gothed out school-girl outfit, with thigh-high fishnets, a pleated micro-skirt, black zip-front sports bra, tight white top tied in the front, fishnet shirt between the two, spiked collar, hair up in pig-tails, black lipstick and eye-liner, she wanted this night to be perfect for both of them.

Once her was tied to the table, in handcuffs, testicles immobilize by the bar they’d designed to put his balls completely at her mercy, she got started slowly, gentile pressure at first, and as he begged her to give him more, she was more than happy to really start to give it to him. She said: "You know I read something online once that said it takes at least 0 lbs to crush a human testicle until it pops, and you know what, I'm right around 0 lbs, wanna see if I'm more or less than 0 lbs?"
He says, horny as hell and loving both the view of her in that outfit, and feeling her put a significant amount of pressure, making him even hornier, he throws caution into the wind, telling her: "Fuck it , at this point you can do anything you want to my balls, do your worst I'm looking forward to anything you got..." She then tells him "Hmmm, nice, I was hoping you'd say that, I just dying to feel a testicle or two pop and get crushed flat, and with you restrained like this, you can't stop me from having my way with THESE" (she says as she slowly steps on one ball, then the other "Well looks like I'm under 0 lbs, damn it, oh hold on, wait, I have another idea... Ever notice how if you step on a scale too quickly it shows a weight that can be several times your own weight?, All I have to do is stomp down a few times and then it'll be like I've taken your manhood

He responds, (horny as hell after that conversation), "oh yeah, you'd like doing that to me? Stomping on my balls until they're nothing more than a painful sack full of broken ball parts, taking my balls from me and ending my manhood?" She tells himquot;Say one more thing like that, and I won't be able to restrain myself from slowly castrating you tonight with these boots you seem to really love..." He couldn't think straight, here she was giving him an easy to save his balls from total destruction, yet between as horny as he was right at that moment, and a secret curiosity, wondering what it would feel like for one of his testicles to get crushed so hard that it actually popped/ruptured, and get squashed flat, "Babe, as sexy as you look right now, and as turned on as I am, even with me at your mercy right now, nothing’s going to happen, you don't have the balls to break even one of mine."

She was hoping he'd be crazy enough to say something like that, her pussy was already getting wet seeing him tied up, rock hard cock throbbing in anticipation, and his balls right under her "fuck me harder boots", she doesn't say anything, words couldn't really impact any harder than actions in this moment anyways, we maybe a few words. She bends down, pulls his chin up, looking him in the eyes she says, "damn , I love you, this is gonna be so fucking ..." she then kisses him passionately, running her fingers through his hair, feeling the sexual energy building up in both of them. After a few minutes of making , she stands up, raises her boot up, and swiftly stomps down on his left testicle, as hard as she could. There was an audible "" as her boot struck home, and she definitely felt something go "pop" under her boot, still she twisted her boot into was left of his left ball, as if she was putting a cigarette.

The pain was so intense he couldn't even scream, his mouth was open, though no sound came out, he slowly stared at his half flattened sack, then looked up to the sexy black leather and vinyl knee-high high-heel platform boot still standing on his ruined left testicle, slowly looking up every inch of that boot, next he saw her thigh high fishnets on that sexy leg, her pleated micro-skirt, fishnet shirt, tied front blouse and black sports bra combo, her spiked collar, the lips with black lipstick, and finally he looks into those eyes, surrounded by black eye-liner and black eye shadow, as she says "ohhh, that looks painful, oh well, one down, one to go...", he immediately panics, half of his manhood gone was painful enough to satisfy his fetish, if the other one goes, his sex life would be over, "NO no no no no, please wait, let me keep the other... she interruptsquot;awww, what’s the matter babe, too much to ask for the other one too? I gotta tell you, I nearly came when I felt your nut go "Squish!!", and Look, your cock is still throbbing and hard, I would have thought it would go soft as soon as that nut popped, Wanna see if it stays hard with both of them destroyed?" he says: "NO, PLEASE no, let’s just have some half-castrated sex and leave my right ball alone for now."

She responds: "Hmmm, that does sound good, but, Hmmm, sorry love, I'm so close to cumming right now, I just know popping the other one will really put me over the top, plus I wanna see if your super sex-drive can still keep you hard long enough for castration-sex, and thanks to the handcuffs and restraints, this is going to happen whether you like it or not, so just relax, enjoy seeing me all dressed up, try to stay horny and hard long enough for one last fuck, ok babe?" He was in shock, she was right, she had total control, he had dared her to really go crazy and "do anything you want" to his balls. She was also right about how horny all this was making him, as badly as he didn't want to end his sex life, he loved fucking as much, if not more than anyone else, he was a total nymphomaniac, the idea of having castration-sex with this gothic-goddess after she crushes, pops and grinds both of his balls to a pulp with those "fuck me harder boots" was totally feeling worthwhile at that point.

"Well if it’s going to happen anyways, I'd rather be castrated by you than anyone else", She was deeply touched when he said that to her, here she was about to take his balls and destroy them whether he wanted it or not, and here he was offering the last one as a sacrifice for her. She wouldn't ever forget that, in fact if he stayed with her after this night, she'd never leave him, she'd get him hormone patches so they could still fuck, and every time they did, she'd wear these boots, the boots she was about to castrate him with. She says: "Thank you sweetheart, will you still love me after I, " she puts his last testicle under her boot and steps onto it, "after I break this one too?" He tells her: "I'll always love you, but I don't know how much use I'll be to you after both of my balls are gone..." she says: "Don't worry about that, as long as you love me, I'll always be with you..., now lets get down to business" He could see how excited she was to actually castrate him with her fuck-me-harder-boots, and didn't say a word of protest as she raised her boot over his last testicle, their eyes met, she had this happy/horny look on her face, it might be worth losing his balls just to make her this happy, then she looked down, aimed her boot, and drove her boot down again, and had the reaction from this final testicle, Audible , felt it pop, feeling it squish as it flattened inside the sack while she ground it like a cigarette needing put ... but this time she had the most intense orgasm in her life, she actually blacked for a few minutes. When she came to, she was on her knees, leaning against him, she wrapped her left hand behind his head, pulling his face to hers so she could madly, passionately kiss him again, between kisses, she heard him say: "still...love...you...Please...hospital...go...now..." She stops and says: I love you too babe, but the hospital only has doctors and nurses, not wizards or magical fixes for everything" she goes back to kissing him again, as she gently takes the bar off of his sack, she takes his scrotum in her hand and between kisses tells himquot; and...These...are...Mmmm...Totally...fucking...DESTROYED!!!", as she says the last word, she squeezed what was left of his balls as hard as she could. This time he blacked .

He awoke to most amazing feeling, a perfect blend of agony and ecstasy, he opened his eyes to see she was straddling his prone body, on the floor, impaled on his surprisingly still rock hard cock. She says: "Hey honey, sorry I started without you, all this excitement, I just couldn't wait... so how does it feel? How does castration-sex compare to regular sex?" He could barely form words to respond: "Love...love...loving...Mmm...yeah, loving it." She responds: "Good, I feel exactly the , let me know when you're ready to cum, I'm almost there, and I want to time everything...Mmmm Perrrrfectly...Hmmm, okay?" He says: "Yessssss..." A few minutes later, both of them were about to explosively orgasm, he says: "Here it cums!", She reaches behind her back, between his legs, grabs the sack of crushed pulp that used to be his testicles, and gets them in a death grip, squeezing as hard as she can while they both orgasm with such intensity that they both pass out for a few seconds. As they begin to stir, she dismounts his cock as it begins to soften, she curls up next to him, and sees his cock is leaking pink tinted sperm, cum mixed with blood from the broken balls she'd squeezed with everything she had, giving them both the best orgasm they'd ever known.

Later at the hospital they made up some bullshit story up about having sex at a Laundromat, and his balls got caught in a washing machine door, which they both landed on top of, both of their full body weight landing on top at once, and before they could stop it was already done. They didn't know if it was completely believed, but after a quick exam, it was determined neither testicle could be saved, so they were removed from the sack, and fake plastic ones were inserted, and he was sewn up. She bribed the nurse $20, and the nurse returned shortly with a specimen jar, quietly handed it to her. When the two got home, he asked: "What was that all about? With the $20?", She pulled the specimen jar from her purse, sealed inside was the trophy of that wild night, his broken balls. She puts her sexy body against his, one hand on his cock, and seductively whispers into his ear: "So when we get you on testosterone patches, and your hard for me again, I'll wear my Fuck-Me-Harder-Boots, and still get to squeeze your balls, not these plastic ones, but they did match you originals nicely, but I'll get to squeeze your real balls, while we make love, and when we cum again, we'll always get to relive that awesome night., So what do you think?" His answer couldn't have pleased her more, he saysquot;I think I love you, and we're a perfect match." She felt the way.....
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A Blow Job You'll Never Forget...
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:06 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 2:4 pm
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He met her at Goth Night, at a local club. He'd never seen her before, but she was smoking , black vinyl knee-high high-heel boots, fishnets, black leather mini-skirt with two cuts up the sides to show more leg, black leather corset, spiked collar, black lip-stick, eye liner, and eye shadow. Her hair was cut short, and dyed black and red. He bought her a few drinks, complemented her on her belt and purse, the belt was basically hand-cuffs linked together around her waist, and the straps for her purse was two sets of leg shackles. "I like to rough, and it keeps the man in one spot, so I can really sink my teeth into him..." she explained. He responds "Oh really, well it just happens that I love being bitten, if you're interested..." "Hmmm, oh yeah? Well you probably won't enjoy it as much as I will, but I can easily promise you a blowjob you'll never forget." This sounded extremely interesting to him, and he invited her to come back to him place. "Well only on one condition, I get to put you in my 'cuffs and shackles, so I can have my way with you" He had no problem agreeing to that, and told her his bed had a metal frame she could lock the cuffs and shackles onto. "If that’s true then you’re in serious trouble tonight, because that means I'll get to do anything I want (she grabs him by the crotch) and I want this, okay?"

He couldn't seem to get them back to his place fast enough, she spent the entire ride with her hand down his pants, squeezing his balls, and he could tell this was about to be a very wild night. He opened her door for her, then locked up his truck, next he opened the door to his place, and she immediately asked to see this bed with the metal frame. Once in the bedroom she removed her handcuff belt and the shackles from her purse, he watched as she locked one at each corner of the bed, and as she finished, she turned to him and said "Strip, now" He complied and she walked him to the bed, and pushed him down onto it, locking his ankles into the shackles first, then his hands into the 'cuffs next. Once he was restrained, she kneels between his legs, grabs his erect cock and says "Mmmmm, this looks tasty, and I'm very hungry..." She begins sucking him,but her bites didn't hurt as badly as he'd thought they might, they seemed fairly gentle. At first...

She started biting harder, leaving marks on his dick, then suddenly she pulls his cock out of her mouth, and takes his left testicle into her mouth. She bites it gently a few times, then she gets it between her molars at the back of her mouth, and then starts biting harder and harder. He begs her to stop, and the more he begs and pleads her to stop, the more she moans in pleasure. Then his left testicle pops, and her teeth chew it up for a while, making sure it’s ruined. He passes out

He wasn't sure how long he was unconscious for, but he awoke and she was still between his legs, playing with the remains of his ruptured left testicle. "Oh, you’re awake, good, I didn't want you to miss any of this." He watches in horror as she brings her head back down to his crotch, and takes his right testicle into her mouth. She looks him in the eyes, winks at him as he shakes his head "No please, NO, LET me at least keep one BA AHHH!" He begins screaming, she's moaning in pleasure, and his right testicle ruptures in her mouth. She puts what was left of his left testicle in with his ruined right ball, so she can chew on both of the balls she'd just popped. He passes out again.

He wakes up in agony, she's still between his legs, now she's back to sucking his cock. He's amazed to feel it’s actually getting hard in her mouth. She pulls it out and says "Enjoy it while you can, I'm about to get to the best part..." she puts his dick back in her mouth, sucking harder and harder, and begins to deep throat him. When her chin rests on top of his broken balls, and her teeth are at the base of his penis, she begins to bite down. Once again he begins to beg, she begins to moan, biting harder and harder, sawing her teeth through the base of his cock. Finally she bites it completely off, and she sits up. He watches her swallow it slowly all in one gulp, He can actually see the bulge in her throat that used to be the bulge in his pants, as it moves deep into her digestive system. She pulls a small butane torch out of her purse, and a blade.

She heats up the blade, and cauterizes the hole where his cock used to be. Next she grabs the sack of destroyed testicle matter still attached between his legs, and proceeds to squish and mash them some more, until he finally passes out again. He wakes up, she's gone, his crushed testicles are still attached in his bag, she took her chains off of him and left him a note that said "Told you it would be a blow job you'd never forget" She had left, with his penis inside her, it was probably digested by now. He never saw her again. He wondered how many men she'd given that exact blowjob to. She actually lost count of that years earlier...
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She Drained Him Dry...
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:05 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 2:4 pm
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He was walking down the street when he saw her. She was dressed in black leather knee-high high-heel platform boots, fishnets, black leather micro-skirt, black leather corset, spiked collar, black lipstick, eye-liner and eye-shadow. Her hair was cut short and she exuded sex appeal that intoxicated him with her presence. She walked right up to him, ran her finger across his skin, and then tasted it, saying:
"Hmm, you'll do, come with me." he couldn't refuse. She led him to her car, and they drove off in it. Shortly they arrived at her place, he saw all the windows were sealed with black plastic. "I guess you don't like anyone looking in your windows." He said, "No that’s not it at all, I just hate sunlight"

She led him down to her basement, and directly to an X-rack, with shackles and hand-cuffs at each end of the X. "Take off all of your clothes, and stand with your back to the X" He didn't even know this woman’s , yet he immediately complied. She locked his arms and legs securely in place, and looked him in the eyes. Her mouth opened slightly, and he watched as her canine teeth slowly grew into fangs. "Oh shit, that explains the hating sunlight, your actually a real vampire..." she responds "yes, my tasty new toy, and I'm about to drain you dry" He knew it was pointless to argue or struggle, he was completely at her mercy, no one knew he was here, or who he was with, and what she was. He accepted his situation for what it was, and figured all he could do was hope she might turn him. He leaned his head to the side, offering her his neck, while his pulse began to race...

"No silly toy, I'm planning on sucking something else" She got on her knees, and as she did he immediately got hard, realizing what she meant. Slipping his member into her mouth, he felt as her fangs lightly grazed across his cock. Thinking to himself, if this was going to be the end, its not a bad way to go. She started slowly at first, expertly working him to climax. She'd done this thousands of times, and knew more about playing with her toys than any human female would ever know. It was only fair in her mind that they enjoy their last moments of life, and she enjoyed her salty appetizer greatly.

He orgasmed with such force that he almost dislocated his shoulders, while she sucked every drop down. She had such a powerful mouth, it felt like if she sucked any harder, she'd suck his balls right out through his dick-hole. She didn't stop as he came, and within a few moments, she had him cumming again, and again. Each orgasm was as intense as the first, though with each passing time, he was shooting less and less. Soon she was squeezing his balls harder and harder, trying to force more cum out of him, she wasn't kidding when she'd said she was going to drain him dry, but he hadn't expected this. His balls felt like they were about to pop, she was squeezing them so hard "Oh fuck, fuck me, it hurts, but I like it..." Pulling his meat out of her mouth, she looked up at him, "So you like when I play rough with your testicles?" she squeezed even harder, she had crushed thousands of testicles, she knew exactly how hard to squeeze to make them pop, and she slowly squeezed harder and harder, until his balls were just about to pop. He couldn't believe how strong she was, she was barely 0 lbs, and couldn't have been much taller than 5 feet, yet she had him by the balls, and they felt like they could both burst at any moment. Not letting her grip loosen, or completely pop his balls, she sucked his cock into her mouth again, and gave him his final orgasm. She could taste some blood mixed with his semen, she'd squeezed his balls just right. But she was still hungry...

"Did you like that, my tasty toy?" He was speechless, he felt entirely drained, all he could do was nod his head. "Well if you enjoyed how I squeezed you balls, you might enjoy this next part, most men don't enjoy this at all..." She took his testicles into her mouth, he loved how they felt, such an intense mix of pain and pleasure. Placing one ball under each fang, she looked up at him, gazed into his eyes, and then bit down. He felt it as her fangs impaled his balls, he was in complete agony, and yet somehow it felt good to him. "Ohhh, fuck, yessss", She hadn't expected that reaction, it had been decades since a man enjoyed that part, but she was glad he was enjoying this as much as she was.

She took his right ball out of her mouth, forced her pinky finger into the hole to stop the blood flow. She had to twist it and wiggle it in, basically finger fucking his ball hole, but she got it in. Then she started to suck his left testicle, hard. He couldn't make a sound, he didn't know if this was the worst or greatest feeling he'd ever felt, but it was intense. She sucked his left ball harder and harder, he couldn't believe a human mouth could create that kind of suction power (the pain made him forget she wasn't human), she started to squeeze his nut while she sucked it, until finally she gave it a little poke, and his left testicle was sucked out of his sack, and simultaneously sucked inside-out. It was still attached, and it was a whole new level of agony. She chewed it up a bit, and then she ripped it off with a of her head, and spit it onto the floor.

He couldn't believe how much agony he was in when his ball inverted, but the agony ended when he saw what was left of his left testicle spit onto the floor. She stood up, looked him in the eyes, pinky finger still plugged into his right and only testicle. "Did you enjoy that as much as I did, my yummy new toy?" He was silent, she placed her heel onto what had been his left nut, and she ground it to a pulp.
She saw his face as she twisted her boot into the mess that had been his ball. It was a combination of curiosity and detachment. "Hmmm, wondering what that would have felt like?" He looked up, and then looked to her, at her razor-blade smile "huh, what?" she used her free hand to run her fingers through his hair, and pulled his face to hers. They kissed for minutes, his tongue felt her fangs and he became even more turned on.

After a few more minutes of making-, she got back down on her knees, and as she pulled her finger of his right testicle, and sucked his last ball into her mouth, he knew exactly what was about to happen. Once again she sucked, harder and harder, until just like before, she gave his ball a hard squeeze, a quick poke; it was sucked out of his sack, and turned inside out. She chewed on his right ball harder than she'd chewed on his left, but this time she didn’t rip it off. She stood up again, and began kissing him as well. He was surprised, not only that she was kissing him, but that he was kissing her back. After a few moments, she pulled away, "I saw how you watched me grind that ball to a pulp, so I'm gonna let you feel that happen to this one..." His jaw dropped, this was going to be horrible.

She dragged a table across the basement, until a corner of it was between his legs, as she pushed it into place, it bumped into his last testicle, causing the exposed and inverted nut to swing back and forth. She caught the ball, and placed it onto the corner of the table, then she hopped up on the table, leaned down to give him a quick kiss, and said "Ready for this?" he responds "Not really..." She smiles as she puts her boot on his last remaining ball, slowly putting more weight onto it, then begins to twist and grind it into a pulp.
Satisfied that she'd done enough damage, she sits down on the table, and begins kissing him again. At first he can barely respond, but soon he's kissing her back, much to both of their surprise. After a few minutes of kissing, without any warning, she rips what was left of his testicle off, and drops in next to his other mashed ball.

She gets off the table, and with a single it slides away from him, she stands, her body against his, kisses him for a few more minutes, and finally stops, to tell him "You've been the most amusing toy I've had in ages, but time is almost over, and I've really worked up an appetite with all this foreplay..." One last time she gets on her knees between his legs. Even as his cock is above an empty sack, as she reaches for it, it starts to harden yet again. Though she knows he has no cum left, she still sucks and plays with it for a little for him. As he hardens in response to her play, she pulls the knife from her boot. She looks him in the eyes as she places the blade at the base of his cock, she smiles that razor smile again, and cuts his penis off, tosses it next to his ruined balls, and begins to suck where his dick was cut from. She drank and drank, feeling his pulse as his blood spurted into her mouth, the pulse grew weaker, and weaker.
She drained him dry, licked her fingers and knife clean, then pulled out her cell phone and called the body disposal service. As she stood to leave, she saw his cold face, there was a smile on it. She gave him a quick kiss, and then walked away.

The End
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Her First Crush
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:03 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 2:4 pm
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She met this guy online, well she met most guys online now a days, it was easier for anonymous hook-ups and one night stands. Plus she got try all sorts of different sexual fantasies and fetishes. She had long ago learned that just the right move, just the right word, and the reactions she got from these men made it all worth her while. This guy was into ballbusting, and she'd been there and done that, but just as she was going to move on to the next online hook up, he told her exactly how he wanted his balls busted, and it caught her attention. This was something new, and she always loved new things. He told her everything about this toy he built just for this fetish, and said she would have total control, (it was the only way she did anything anyways, never know what kind of crazy person might to terrible things to you when you're chained up) so she agreed to meet him in person.

They met at a hotel room, out in the middle of nowhere, she liked to keep things as anonymous as possible, she felt that way she could really let her wild side out, if anything too crazy happens, she can just walk away, and no one needs to know she was ever there. He'd told her he'd for the room in cash, with a false , as she'd asked him to. Finally they see each other, face to face, for the first time. She was standing at the door to his hotel room, wearing a long black coat, but he could see she was wearing the spiked collar he'd asked her to wear, and her knee-high high-heel boots could be seen just below her coat. She hadn't seen a picture of him, and hadn't given him a picture of her either; he didn't recognize her at all. She knew exactly who he was the second he opened that door, this was the guy she'd had the hugest crush on all throughout junior high and into most of high school. Then he dropped out at , to join the Army or something. She played it cool, since he didn't seem to recognize her at all. "Have we met somewhere before?" she asks him, to which he says "sorry, no, I've never seen you before, but you are quite beautiful."

She opens her purse and pulls two sets of handcuffs, two sets of leg shackles, some steel cable and a few padlocks, and says to him, "I showed you mine, now show me yours..." He says "I like a girl who comes prepared, well, here it is," he pulls a hydraulic cylinder, with a swing arm, a few clamps, and a hand pump for the hydraulic cylinder. He explains that his testicles can be placed in at this end, and they can then be clamped in place, completely impossible for them to escape, and with each pump of the hand-pump, more and more pressure can be applied, anything from a squeeze up to causing serious pain. "How much pressure can this cylinder put ?" she asks, "Well its actually built from a bottle-jack, supposed to be to lift cars and trucks, I think this one was rated up to 8 tons, but please don't push it too far, this ball-crusher is way too powerful for any man to take if it was just pumped up without paying attention, you lose track of what you're doing, and fail to pay attention if I tell you to stop, and I'd end up castrated in such a way that no doctor in the world could fix." She says "Okay, that’s good to know, I'll remember that... so anyways, take off all your clothes, and get into bed" he asks "Are you wearing, you know, what we talked about?" She walks up to him, grabs him by the balls and whispers into his ear "If you don't do as you're told, you'll never find out"

Using the steel cable and pad-locks, she was able to securely fasten the hand-cuffs and leg-shackles at the four corners of the bed. Once he was locked down, she took off her coat, revealing the cheerleader uniform, complete with sports bra, as he'd asked for, as she left to do up her hair in pig-tails, and put on all the black lipstick, eye-liner and eye-shadow, a plan began to form. He didn't even remember her, it’s like he never knew she existed, that fucking asshole, and what an awesome chance for a bit of payback. I'll give him one more chance, if he can't remember me after some memory jogging and pain, he'll pay the ultimate price...

She walked back in, and those last few touch's made her unbelievably sexy, he couldn't believe his good luck, tonight he was going to finally feel a woman put that toy he'd built from scratch, his Hydraulic Ball Crusher, to the test. It sucked when women played rough with his balls, they always just wiggled out just when it's getting fun, and after a while that gets old, so he built his Crusher, so they couldn't escape, of course the fact that it can put out over eight tons of pressure, while dangerous if things got out of hand, just added to the excitement of it all, and besides, this girl told him she knew all about "safe-words" and fully consensual BDSM play, she was very experienced, just watching her secure his arms and legs (He'd tested them while she was in the bathroom, he's a fairly strong guy, lifts weights all the time, and he couldn't move at all) this girl knew her shit, and she looked fucking perfect, he was eager to see how her skills and his new toy worked out.

He talked her through how to get his testicles into that "Hydraulic Ball Crusher" as he called it, she listened, and was very careful, in a few minutes he won't be nearly as helpful as he was being at that moment, and by then, she wanted to make sure neither of his balls slipped out, he wouldn't be nearly as cooperative after she gives him her ultimatum. Once he finished explaining, and she had them clamped in, she saw how elegantly simple it actually was, and could clearly see her fears of a testicle or two getting away from her wrath, were completely unfounded. The only way for either ball to get free without the clamp being removed, would have to happen when enough pressure from the hydraulic cylinder built up to force his nuts between a gap of like 1/th of an inch, and his scrotum was filling that gap quite snuggly, so if he balls get forced in there, they're done anyways, but more likely they'll stay in the pressure chamber he built to Isolate them in an enclosed space, that they get to share with the business end of a hydraulic piston that was engineered to lift trucks, big trucks. If he can't remember her , it'll be like she can just park a truck on his balls, while she's riding his cock, and there isn't a damn thing he can do about it.

She climbed onto him, straddling his naked form, he felt immediately she wasn't wearing any panties, and his excitement couldn't be greater. "Are you sure we've never met before?" she asks him again. "No, I'm horrible with names but I'm pretty good with faces, and I can't recall yours, sorry", Then she says his name, his real name, real first name, and real last name, and tells him what Jr High and High school he went to. She even mentions when he dropped out to enlist. "Hey, you're the one who said no real names, keep it anonymous, why'd you look all that up about me for?", he asks franticly. "I didn't look any of that up, I never forgot you, we spent over 4 years in the school together, you were my first crush, I worshiped you, I wanted you to be the one to take my virginity, and before I could work up the courage to say anything to you about it, you just up and leave. I even asked some of your friends, not only did you leave the state; you left the fucking continent when they stationed you on that island, 5000 miles from where I needed you.

His mind was drawing a blank, he would give anything to remember this girls , if he could, maybe this "anonymous one-night hook-up" could become something serious, she was as fuck, (at least she was right now, wouldn't I have remembered some chick I was in school with for 4 years? Maybe she was nerdy, or dressed plainly? Who is this girl?) Damn, she knows I'm fucking clueless, I hope this doesn't mean our fun tonight is over, oh fuck, what if she just leaves me locked up like this? She can't rob me, I left my $ and wallet locked in my truck, and buried the key to it next to a sign post down the road, all I have is my clothes and my body, oh yeah and my ball-crusher...

"Okay, listen up, and listen well, because now is not the time to fail to attention to me, like you did back then. Here's how tonight is going to go, I'm going to tie this thick rubber band around your cock, and it will cut off your blood flow, it takes anywhere from one-to-six hours for you dick to die from that. It will keep you hard while also numbing your meat, so I can enjoy this cock like I've always wanted to. If you want it to keep working, it will need balls to give it sperm and testosterone, and you have until I orgasm, or until you're balls get crushed like grapes left on the highway, which with how I feel about you right now, would probably make me orgasm anyways, to remember my , I won't even ask you to remember my last , just say my first , and I'll let you keep your balls, and I'll also take this rubber band off your dick, and reward you with getting to feel how my pussy can rock your world like you've never felt before. But every time I feel like you're taking too long, I pump up this testicle-crushing device a little more, and every time you guess, but guess wrong, I'll pump it up even more than the "delay of game" penalty, just so you don't get any stupid ideas about just guessing every anyone's ever named a girl with, you might get lucky with a guess, but if I think you're just guessing and have no clue, I might just crush them for spite. Don't even waste your breath trying to talk me of this; I am a seriously pissed off woman who has you chained down and your testicles in a device that looks like it could break an actual set of brass balls, while yours seem much softer and fragile than that, so those are the rules, and as soon as I get this rubber band around your cock, which I can feel is still hard, Mmmmm, its everything I'd dreamed it would be, but once I cut off the blood flow to this big piece of meat, and get it up inside me, the game begins."

The game had begun, he took his time trying to remember her , and for the first few minutes he actually enjoyed himself, the ball crusher wasn't too tight, and though he couldn't feel her on his cock, he enjoyed watching her pleasure herself with it, then she pumped up the crusher some more, and he remembered the rules, he was taking too long. He needed to figure this , and fast, she had been dead serious when she'd explained what would happen if he couldn't say her , and as bad as it would to be castrated in a normal surgical procedure, having them slowly crushed until they pop, with no pain-killers, no last orgasm, this could get really bad. He guessed at a , it was wrong, she kept her word, the crusher tightened even more, and seeing the agony and horror in his eyes got her even closer to orgasm. "You'd better think fast big boy, or you'll no longer be a boy, 'cause this is so kinky for me, I'm not gonna be able to hold back from cumming soon..." He remembered suddenly that she'd said if he didn't have the right answer by the time she came, he'd never cum again, he guessed another , "WRONG, try again, I'm almost there... I was hoping you'd remember at first, but now I don't want you to get it right, 'cause right now I want you to feel the pain you caused me when you left without saying goodbye... Mmmm, and you're about to feel it..."

Suddenly, with that last comment, he thought he knew, there was this one girl he knew back when he was in school, who tried talking to him a few times, that could have been this woman who was slowly castrating him right now, but what was her ? Oh fuck, she's about to cum soon, WAIT I got it, "Your is (- deleted for protection-)" He'd gotten it right, but she didn't care anymore, she was so close to cumming, and wanted to castrate him when she did. If he knew her real he might be able to tell the police who had done this to him, it’s better to let him think he failed, and it was time to punish him for that "failure" (in reality she was simply punishing him for never noticing how badly she'd needed him all those years, he had to the ultimate price...)

"Nope...wrong...again...kiss...those...balls...good...BYE!!!" She then had the most intense orgasm in her life as they both screamed as one, though for entirely different reasons. Just like when a man takes a woman’s virginity, only one man ever gets to take a girls virginity, after that her sex-life officially begins, so what she had just done to him was the inverse. Only one woman can ever castrate a man, once she does, it can never happen to him again, and it officially ends his sex-life. When a woman loses her virginity, she will always remember who took it, how it happened and when it happened. This man will always remember this moment. A man can take many women's virginity, though each woman only gets to experience losing hers once, and a woman can castrate many men, but this man is getting castrated right now by this one.

"Too bad you couldn't guess who I am, now you'll never get to have me, like I just enjoyed you... let’s see what’s left down there, shall we?" He was in the most intense pain he'd ever felt, he didn't even need to see, he knew his balls had been destroyed, he'd felt each as they'd ruptured with-in a half second of one another. Even if they had done this in a hospital, with a team of surgical doctors on stand-by, nothing could have been done to repair the damage she had just done to his man-hood. She had done exactly what she'd said she'd do if he failed to remember her . Because his poor memory of names, she'd castrated him, even though his balls were still attached, which made it even worse. If she'd simply cut his balls off, he'd only have been in a fraction of the agony he felt now. As she released the clamps, the blood flow to his formerly round, now flattened testicles, increased, and he was by a new wave of agony, worse than the first...

"OH wow, that has to hurt, Hmmmm, I'm quite proud of this, it’s good you couldn't recall my , (which only she knew was a lie) that was so much fun, damn, I just want to with 'em, now, or at least what’s left of 'em..." she says as she begins to squeeze and squish about the mush and pulp that had once given him his strong sex life and all the pleasure that had given to him. Now his entire world became the horror and agony he felt with his ruined manhood in her hands. "Oh...fuck...please...please..." He says to her, "Please what?" she asks, "Please just cut my balls off, I can't take this anymore..." She responds "Okay, tell you what, I'll make you a deal, if you beg me to cut your penis off right now, which it’s not like you'll have much use for it after today anyways, beg me to cut your cock off, and let me do anything I want with it, and I'll think about cutting your balls off for you, okay, is it a deal?" He did not want to let her cut his penis off, after all he might still be able to get on hormone therapy to regain something of a sex life back, but if he lost his penis, even that would be impossible. The pain was growing worse the longer she played with his crushed testicles, he had no choice, only way to end the pain was to give up his quite large cock...

"Please cut my cock off..." "Oh, so its a deal, wait a second, let me get my purse..." she walked to the table, pulled her cell phone and a knife she carried for self-defense. Clicking her phone on, he hoped she was calling an ambulance for him, or at least a cab to take him to the hospital. She wasn't, she activated her phones video-camera function, aimed it at him and said "Now repeat what you just said, cause no-one will believe it unless I can record it, and I'll need this as my get-out-of-jail-free-card." He knew if he tried to make it sound like she was forcing him to do this, she'd just erase it and make him record it again, until it sounded sincere, and he really needed her to cut that sack of pure agony off as soon as possible. The longer he delayed, the worse it would be. "Please cut my cock off" "Are you sure you want me to do that?" "Yes, please cut it off right now... for me" "Are you absolutely sure, you've got a really nice cock, I'm sure it gives you and the women you're with plenty of pleasure, I mean I'll still do it if you want me to, do you want me to get a bucket of ice to put it in so you can take it to the hospital and have it re-attached?"
He knew how she wanted him to answer that, and if he answered wrong, it would only drag this out even longer... "No, no ice, you can do anything you want with my cock after you cut it off, I just need you to cut it off right now for me, please do this for me, I want you to cut my penis off immediately, do it, quickly, I need this so badly, just cut it off, do anything you want with it, you can keep it, you can throw it in the toilet and flush it down the drain, you can toss it in the fucking micro-wave oven and cook it, you can feed it to a stray dog, do anything you want, I don't care, I'm desperate for you to cut my penis off right fucking now!!"

At that point he was crying into the camera, as he begged her to cut his dick off, finally she stopped recording, saved the file to her phone, and e-mailed a copy of it to her computer at home. Now she had her get-out-of-jail-free-card, she could get back to ending his sex life forever. "That was perfect , you did it perfectly on the first take, so you couldn't guess my , but you did guess that I was going to record and erase and record that until you did it right, well done. Speaking of well done, I think I'll take your suggestion about the micro-wave oven, I'd like your meat cooked, but I think I'd rather leave it medium rare, I like my meat a little bloody..."
Since she'd left that thick, heavy gauge rubber band on his cock, it was simple. She got on her knees between his legs, still sexy as hell in that cheerleader outfit, even with all the pain she'd put him, even though she had his rock hard cock in one hand, and a razor sharp knife in the other, he still thought she was unbelievably sexy. She carefully places the knife just about the rubber band, it would not only prevent him from bleeding to death, but he wouldn't feel any pain as she removed his penis. Not that he could feel much pain that could compare to what his annihilated testicle mash had to be causing him.

She looked him in the eyes, and he looked her in the eyes, and as they stared each other down, she started sawing back and forth with the serrated edge of that folding combat knife she always carried, you never could be too careful. He couldn't feel the actual cutting, but as she sawed back and forth, the serrated edge of the knife caused slight vibrations as it slowly cut his penis off. Those vibrations traveled down into his scrotum, increasing the agony. But he didn't stop looking into her eyes. They kept looking into each other’s eyes, even as the knife finally cut all the way through his penis. She lifted it up, held it between their fields of vision, and knew he'd never get to use this cock again. She smiled, and got out of bed, walked to the small micro-wave, tossed it in, closed the door, and selected to "Cook Dog" function. She selected "Cook One", and the start button. "Okay, I begged you to take my penis, now please cut these balls off, I'm in complete agony here.", "Hey, do me a favor and shut the fuck up, I told you after I cut your penis off and did what I wanted with it, I'd think about cutting your squished balls off, so wait your fucking turn.

**Beep-Beep-Beep**, "Oh boy, snack time!!" she pulled the door open, pulled his cooked sausage out, and climbed back into bed with him. Once again kneeling between his legs, she gently started to blow on his wiener to cool in off, as it was too to eat just yet. He realized this was the last time a woman would ever "blow him", and even as fucked up as this whole situation was, in that outfit, knee-high boots, fishnets, cheerleader uniform, spiked collar, black lip-stick, black eye-liner and eye-shadow, she was still smoking , even as she held his steaming, fresh cooked cock. "So you want a bite?" she offered him, "Fuck you." he responds, "Okay, suit yourself, but you won't be fucking me, or anyone else for that matter, ever again." Satisfied that it was cooled enough to eat without burning her mouth, she wrapped her hand around his scrotum as she brought his penis to her lips, she began to squeeze and squish about what was left of his balls. As she opened her mouth, they looked into each other’s eyes again.
Even now, she was sexier than ever to him, as she played with the testicles she'd destroyed, causing him further agony, he watched in horror as his penis slid between those sexy lips, painted with black lipstick, contrasting the white teeth as they closed down on his penis.

She took her time, savoring every bite, as she slowly bit off, chewed, and swallowed every inch of his once mighty cock. She had started at the base, and ever so slowly worked her way to the tip. Those destroyed testicles felt good for her as she squeezed and mashed them up with her other hand, she could see the agony in his eyes as she continued to torture what was left of his balls. Finally all that was left of his penis was the head; she tossed in the air, and caught it in her mouth. She pushed it between her front teeth with her tongue, and now that she had that hand free, she began using both hands to continue torturing what was left of his fresh crushed nuts.
She smiled a big, seductive grin, the head of his penis visible between her front teeth, framed by that sexy black lipstick she was wearing. Even now she looked .
Having taunted him enough, she chewed up, and swallowed the last of his penis. He actually saw it going down her throat. "How's that for some deep-throat action? Now your penis is inside me, like I wanted it to be back in high school, but if you'd let me do that then, all this wouldn't have been necessary." Okay, you've destroyed my manhood, please cut my balls off like you said you would." he begged, she answers him "See, just like back in high school, you're still not paying attention to me, I never actually told you, or promised you I'd cut your balls off, or what’s left of your balls off, I said I'd think about cutting them off." One of her hands stops abusing the ruined testicle matter, points a finger to her chin as she tilts her head seductively in a impression of someone thinking, "Okay, I've thought about it..." she gets off of him, out of bed, walks back to her purse, he's expecting her to get another rubber band and the knife so she can cut his sack off and end his torture.

She gets back into bed, and places a rather long piece of duct tape over his mouth, with his goatee and other facial hair under the duct tape, not only could he not get it off his face by himself, when someone finally did take it off, it would hurt like fuck. Next she takes a pen apart, grabs the ink cartridge/barrel, and blows the ink out of it. Once it was empty enough to blow through, she forced it into his new hole, "Okay, now this straw thingy will let you urinate without letting blood start gushing out where you cock used to be. I've decided not to cut what’s left of your balls off, and I'm going to leave you chained down in here, broken balls and all. I'll for the next 3 days for you to stay here in absolute agony, and leave the Do-Not-Disturb sign on the door. You won't die from dehydration if you're only here 3 days, and once the room is no longer for, someone will find you and for help. Those handcuffs and leg shackles are as police issue, so they'll be able to free you easily. I hate losing a good set of chains like this, but unlike your cock and balls, I can buy a new set of chains. Oh and I'm taking that Hydraulic-Testicle-Crusher of yours with me when I leave. It works perfectly, you did a good job making it, but you don't have any use for it anymore, no more balls to crush. I, on the other hand, plan to use it again, and again, and again, on any man who asks me to, or any who beg me not to who don't deserve to keep their manhood, like you."

She spent the next 2 hours carefully wiping down every place she could have left finger-prints, used bleach to destroy any of her DNA she might of left behind, alcohol to kill any DNA she might have left on him, and make sure he didn't get an infection and die. She didn't want him dead, it was funnier to her to let him live in his current state. Knowing she'd never see him again, she would use the next 3 days to erase any proof they'd ever met, except for her get--of-jail-free card, which she'd load onto a disc, seal it in an envelope and hand it to her lawyer, just in case this ever catches up with her, but it probably wouldn't, though you never could be too careful. As she was about to leave, she realized something, "Ha, it’s funny, you were my first crush in high school, and with that amusing toy you built, you were my first crush again! Anyways, enjoy the next 3 days big man, oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you're not a man anymore. You penis was very yummy, I don't know which part of this date I enjoyed the most, crushing your balls, or eating you penis. I'll have to try this again sometime, thanks babe." She left, locked the door, and they never saw each other again, Every time he heard on the news that another man had been found in a hotel room missing a penis and testicles destroyed, He knew she was still having fun with his toy. He was her first crush; he was definitely not her last crush.
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Permanent Blue Balls
Posted:Aug 22, 2019 11:01 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2022 1:41 am
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They had been dating for a few months, each had a bit of an odd fetish, he liked it when she'd rough with his balls, and she liked to give him blue-balls every now and then. Neither understood why they enjoyed those things so much, but both grew to enjoy giving the other what they wanted. She bought every sexy outfit he confessed that he found insanely sexy, and she'd wear them about their home all the time, she'd always , knee, bite, squeeze and abuse his balls, they'd fuck like rabbits, sometimes she'd let him cum, other times she'd tie a thick rubber band around the base of his cock after it was already hard, trapping the blood inside, keeping it hard, but making it numb, so he had to get all his pleasure vicariously from her pleasure, and also from how hard she always squeezed his testicles as she reached orgasm after orgasm. It wasn't your typical sex-life, but they made each other happy, and that was all that mattered.

One day, while he was bored, alone, and online, looking at a few random ball-busting websites, he read about a tool, used on farms, and how it could also be used in an interesting, if insanely sadistic method. He read all about it, became quite aroused by the idea, copied the file, and spent a few minutes on another website before signing off. Later that night she came home, changed from her work clothes into something sexier. They met in the living room, they briefly hugged and kissed, he asked her how her day was, she responded by kneeing him in the balls repeatedly, until he couldn't stand, she pushed him down onto the sofa, and she straddled him. They made out quite passionately for a few minutes, until his hard-on was straining against his pants to be freed, she could feel this, and then she stopped, saying: "Work was okay, nothing new, how about you honey?" This wasn't anything new either, he was quite used to her blue-balling him like this on a regular basis, but when it really came down to it, both of knew that neither of their fetishes would be very welcome to many people. Both had been dumped repeatedly, failing relationship after relationship, simply due to their weird sexual desires. So when they'd found each other, and found that they could actually enjoy giving each other what they really wanted out of sex, it was a perfect match.
And even with all the blue-balls he always seemed to have (she'd been letting him orgasm less and less lately, but she made up for it with sexier Gothed out outfits, and more savage ball busting) So when he'd read that document online, he knew he'd tell her as soon as possible, and could easily guess what her answer would be. He says: "Well I was looking at some random stuff online, and found this document, read it, figured you'd want to read it too, downloaded it..." (She'd already gotten off of him, and he'd made his way to his computer) "and here it is, go ahead and read it, I think you'll like it
:::Below is said document:::
Technique
Use fresh elastic rings to avoid breakage and assure a tight fit. The rings must be strong enough to cut off blood flow. Pull both testicles into the scrotum. Place the rubber band on the elastrator. Hold the elastrator with the prongs facing up. Close the handles to open the band. With the tied up and both testicles in the scrotum, stretch the ring open and slip the open band up over the scrotum. Release the band just above the top of the testicles (~0.5 cm), check to be sure both testicles are still in the tip of the scrotum and that the ring is placed properly If not, cut the ring with scissors and start again. Remove the elastrator from under the band.
Elastrator
An elastrator is a castration device that cuts off circulation to the testicles when utilized, called "elastration." An elastrator basically stretches a strong rubber band over the scrotum and above the testicles. When the band is secured, the testicles are tightly tied off at the base of the scrotum and allowed to die from lack of blood. This process can take up to six or more hours, but in some people, irreversible damage may occur within the first hour of applying the band.

Those who have successfully utilized this method report that the pain is agonizing for the first twelve hours, but after that, the feeling dulls until the testicles are entirely dead. At this point, the entire scrotum and testes can be cut off below the band without any pain or bleeding. The band is left on until the area is healed enough to hold together on its own. This method of castration is commonly done on farms and is also the method favored by home (DIY) and BDSM practitioners, due to its relative simplicity and safety. An added benefit to this method is that it also removes the scrotum during the process of destroying the testicles. If the scrotum is left on, sepsis (blood poisoning) and infection are very real risks if dry gangrene doesn't set in like it should. On the other hand, if the band is removed too soon after removing the scrotum, major and uncontrollable bleeding is risked. However "super-glue" and an Xacto knife greatly expedite the process. (Also for Penectomy (removal of the Penis)
Elastrator Penectomy
"Removal of the penis is desired by some males, usually men desire penis removal only after having enjoyed CBT for several years. Removal of the penis is involved and requires significantly greater skill than removal of the testes. Use of elastrator bands is recommended to prevent loss of blood for convenience. Several accounts exist on the women, who cut it off, eating of the amputated penis and reliable data exists as to its texture or tastes compare it to chicken or pork." While some individuals have managed to perform their own penectomies using a combination of elastrator and catheter, the majority opt to have their girlfriend do the procedure. Infection and massive blood loss are the major risks. However, the area heals surprisingly well and quickly. In many cases even home butcher-knife operations can (and typically do) heal on their own without major medical intervention as long as the man is securely restrained, and the woman uses clean tools, the process is not only fairly easy, but can be quite fun, for both the man and the woman who cuts his penis off."
How to proceed: Securely restrain the man, make sure area, penis and all tools are clean. Apply elastration band to the man at the very base of his penis. Apply superglue to the band, to keep it securely in place. If you give him one last fuck at this point, it will be entirely one sided, she will feel it, he will only be able to watch her enjoy herself, as his penis will be completely numb from the lack of blood flow. Next she takes a sharp, clean knife, and cuts off his penis at the base, just above the band. Elastrator bands held in place with superglue will prevent blooding out, and the area where his penis used to be can be dried off with towel and further sealed by additional superglue, or cauterized with a soldering iron. Be sure to destroy his penis, or if it is to be kept as a trophy, seal it in a fresh jar of alcohol, and keep the man restrained for at least one-to-six hours while his penis dies. Many men instantly regret having their penis cut off initially, only after it has been successfully destroyed and/or killed with alcohol can they begin to accept that yes it is really gone forever, and finally he's made real his greatest fantasy. After a short period of pain and healing, soon he will be eager to please his woman, and allow her to abuse his testicles as his sex drive will continually build up, and his only release with be through her pleasure and his pain. After Adjusting to his new status most of these men become hopelessly devoted to the woman who cut their penis off, both in gratitude for her making his dreams come true, and in fear that no other woman would understand his condition or want his companionship.
Permanent Blue Balls
"Process involves restraining the man totally (spread eagle or other such 4+ point restraint) sexually teasing and taunting him until close to orgasm, followed by cutting his penis off (with elastrator to minimize/eliminate blood loss) while leaving his testicles both intact and attached. Penis is then normally disposed of in such a fashion that insures permanent loss (woman eats it, tosses penis into camp fire, feds it to animal, uses garbage disposal or blender on it. or simply leaves man restrained for 6 hours to cause permanent penis death [may occur in as little as one hour, but PLEASE WAIT SIX to be safe. Allowing a fully or partially dead penis to remain attached or be re-attached is the #1 cause of both legal trouble for the woman, and medical trouble or even death for the man]) Make sure the man signs a release form, spelling the entire process and waiving the woman of all liability regardless and in full knowing of her inexperience related to medical operations. Men who have fantasies and fetishes that involve ball busting and testicle torture (or women who enjoy abusing a man’s testicles without allowing him to orgasm) benefit the most from this castration method, as his testicles can be abused for months, years, decades afterward, but his penis is gone forever. Men in long term relationships (preferably with the woman who cuts his penis off, but also possible with any woman who's willing) may still pleasure a woman normally, by wearing a strap-on cock to vaginally penetrate his woman, and of course she can abuse his testicles until he's screaming for her to cut them off. Do not cut off his testicles, as this will end his torture, and his sex drive. Men with permanent blue balls who enjoy ballbusting and testicle torture can maintain a healthy, vigorous sex life long after his penis has been cut off. As long as his testicles remain in place and WELL ABUSED. Popped or critically ruptured testicles will eventually have to be cutoff, so be careful not to crush his balls too far (even if he asks you to) unless you both want him to lose all interest in sex."

PERMANENT BLUE BALLS/PENECTOMY AGREEMENT
I _______________ being 0% sure of my desire to have my penis cut off and destroyed permanently agree to allow _______________ to chain/restrain me, sexually abuse me, and cut off my penis without being allowed a final orgasm. I understand (above) is not a medically trained or board certified surgeon, however we have discussed the process and mutually agree with the proper tools and this signed contract, this permanent and life changing action can be done safely, sanely and legally. Furthermore once this contract is signed (and FORCED PENECOTMY Authorization_________________signed) I can and will beg her not to cut my penis off, beg her to let me have one last orgasm, and eventually beg her not to destroy my penis afterward, also beg her to castrate (crush testicles to rupture and cut off) me afterwards to end my blue balls, However THESE pleas are to be ignored. I want to enjoy a long sex life with permanently blue balls, and the only pleasure I am to receive is from using a strap-on dildo I will wear in place of my severed penis, to pleasure my partner, receiving sexual gratification vicariously through pleasing her, enjoying her regular, brutal and constant abuse of my testicles with both pressure (squeezing/crushing) and impact (hitting/kicking/stomping) for the rest of my sex life. Also I look forward to her dressed provocatively when we're alone or in public if she chooses, and I wish her to (both verbally and physically) taunt me regularly, about having cut my penis off, and how I am her permanently blue ball sex slave, who's testicles exist only for her abuse and enjoyment of my permanent sexual frustration. If she chooses to allow other women to examine my penis-less state, and/or allow such women to abuse my testicles as well, is entirely up to her. If I'm only to be her sex slave I agree that if we separate for any reason after my Penectomy, she may either castrate (remove my testicles) or leave me in a cock-less, sexually frustrated state.
I ______________________ Wish to begin immediately with my penis amputation, orgasm denial and testicle abuse (Man Signs-________________________)
To be performed Immediately by:_____________________ Woman Signs_______________________)
Because this is only a once in a lifetime act I request this woman (above) to wear the following outfit, (clothes, boots and make-up), during my penectomy:__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
At any time after the contract is signed, the woman is wearing the above mentioned outfit, the man is restrained and all tools are available, this permanent and life altering act is to begin.

PERMANENT BLUE BALLS/PENECTOMY AGREEMENT, (Delayed Action Version)
I _______________ being 0% sure of my desire to have my penis cut off and destroyed permanently agree to allow _______________ to chain/restrain me, sexually abuse me, and cut off my penis without being allowed a final orgasm. I understand (above) is not a medically trained or board certified surgeon, however we have discussed the process and mutually agree with the proper tools and this signed contract, this permanent and life changing action can be done safely, sanely and legally. Furthermore once this contract is signed (and FORCED PENECOTMY Authorization_________________signed) I can and will beg her not to cut my penis off, beg her to let me have one last orgasm, and eventually beg her not to destroy my penis afterward, also beg her to castrate (crush testicles to rupture and cut off) me afterwards to end my blue balls, However THESE pleas are to be ignored. I want to enjoy a long sex life with permanently blue balls, and the only pleasure I am to receive is from using a strap-on dildo I will wear in place of my severed penis, to pleasure my partner, receiving sexual gratification vicariously through pleasing her, enjoying her regular, brutal and constant abuse of my testicles with both pressure (squeezing/crushing) and impact (hitting/kicking/stomping) for the rest of my sex life. Also I look forward to her dressed provocatively when we're alone or in public if she chooses, and I wish her to (both verbally and physically) taunt me regularly, about having cut my penis off, and how I am her permanently blue ball sex slave, who's testicles exist only for her abuse and enjoyment of my permanent sexual frustration. If she chooses to allow other women to examine my penis-less state, and/or allow such women to abuse my testicles as well, is entirely up to her. If I'm only to be her sex slave I agree that if we separate for any reason after my Penectomy, she may either castrate (remove my testicles) or leave me in a cock-less, sexually frustrated state.
I ______________________ Agree that if any of the below listed reasons occur my penis amputation, orgasm denial and testicle abuse will begin at Her discretion (Man Signs-________________________) to be performed At her time of choice by:______________(Woman Signs_______________________) Because this is only a once in a lifetime act I request this woman (above) to wear the following outfit, (clothes, boots and make-up), during my penectomy:_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
At any time after the contract is signed, the woman is wearing the above mentioned outfit, the man is restrained and all tools are available, this permanent and life altering act may begin.
Testicle abuse and orgasm denial are always allowed and agreed upon, any time, any place, unlimited amounts, the more severe and frequent the testicle abuse (ball busting = kicking, kneeing, squeezing, biting, crushing or stomping) the better.
Reasons to allow Penectomy:
-Infidelity- Any form of sexual , including but not limited to kissing, touching, any type of sexual activity, having fantasy's about being with another woman, thinking about another woman, or looking at another woman in a way that my love does not approve. No Evidence is needed to prove infidelity, if my love simply suspects any, she is correct.
-Breaking Up- Whether or not if I break up with her, or she breaks up with me, we both understand that ending the relationship for any reason, even if the break up is mutually agreed upon, our last night together results in me losing my penis.
-Lovers Discretion- If at any time she simply wants to cut my penis off, she may do so immediately, with no cause, simply because she wants to do so. She may tell me in advance, or surprise me while I'm already restrained, her choice.

::nd of Document:::

She was speechless for a few minutes, he wasn't even sure if she'd finished reading it when she says: "Hmmmm, so, would it completely scare you away bad enough to break-up with me if I suggested that we bought one of those 'Elastra.. elastrators'?" He wasn't surprised at all by her reactions, he simply leaned in and whispered into her ear: "what would you say if I told you I already bought one on E-bay, and it should get here either this week, or early nex.." He couldn't finish, she tackled him to the floor, and drove her knee into his balls over and over until her knee was sore. She says: "That's how I feel about that, but the bigger question is", (this was her turn to seductively whisper into his ear) "which outfit do you want me to wear when I make these black-and-blue-balls," (she grabbed his testicles into her hand and squeezed down hard) "into permanent blue-balls?" She was currently dressed in her Gothic School girl outfit: Knee-high high-heel boots, thigh-high fishnets, pleated micro-skirt, blouse tied in front, over a fishnet shirt, , over a black Zip-front sports-bra, spiked collar, black lipstick, black eyeliner and black eye-shadow. Dressed like that, and she had him by the balls, and WAS STILL squeezing them, (he thought: oh fuck me, I love it when she's got me like this, but I have to try to get her to wear that one outfit she's reluctant to wear...) He says: "Mmmm, so um, any chance I could talk you into wearing a sort of, you know, Gothed out cheerleader outfit? You know, basically the as what your wearing now, the boots, thigh-high fishnet's and fishnet shirt over that sexy black sports-bra, collar and make-up, hair done up in pig-tails, just with the Cheerleader outfit instead of the School-girl one?" She'd been reluctant to wear the Cheerleader outfit he'd bought her, she had been made fun of in high school by those bitchy popular cheer-sluts constantly, but as she thought about it for a second, this was going to be easily the single bitchiest thing she'd ever done, probably would ever do, maybe even the bitchiest thing any woman has ever done to any man, Hmmmm, then she says: "Actually, that sounds like the perfect time for me to wear that for you for the first time, in fact, after I cut you, I'll start wearing that one more often, sound like a plan?"

He couldn't believe she'd actually agreed to wear that outfit for him, all the times he'd wanted to see her in it she'd resisted, something to do with the girls from her school treating her like shit, who wore uniforms like that one, he hadn't pressed the issue, she'd been wearing sexier and sexier outfits lately, he just figured if she ever did decide to wear it, it might be a once a year, or once every few year deals, but when she offered to wear the Gothed out Cheerleader outfit regularly, along with that sexy gothed out School-Girl outfit, her black leather mini-skirt and corset, the Xena outfit she bought for Halloween, and started to wear around the house for kicks (literally for kicks, and other fun stuff), that vinyl short-shorts and halter-top combo (of course when she wore the shorts, or her sexy tight leather pants, or even her vinyl cat-suit, that meant there'd be no sex, as she'd just grind on him, dry-humping him into blue balls, but if they went through with this, he'd better get used to sex that way)

The day the elastrator and elastration bands arrived in the , he showed her, and she quickly turned to the desk, (She was in the Xena outfit again, but with that Goth twist of adding fishnets, spiked collar, and black make-up she knew he loved) She sexily walked over to him with her hands behind her back. Stopping in front of him, she says: "If you guess what’s in my hands, I might wear that Gothed Cheerleader outfit for you tonight...", He'd heard a paper rustling when she was at the desk, and he just guessed the other object had to be... "Is it a pen and paper?" she produced the paper first, holding it so he could read it, he took it in his hands, it was the contract from the document he'd downloaded, and he saw it was not only the one that ordered immediate penis chopping, but she'd already filled out all the blank spaces, except for his signature spots, she'd filled out both of their names, she'd signed where she was supposed to, she filled out the "sexy outfit" section.... wow, nice, she wrote in the Gothed out Cheerleader uniform, boots, fishnets, collar, hair, make-up, all perfect. Seeing he'd gotten to the outfits section (it was easy, that was the moment his dick started throbbing against his pants), she then hands him the pen, guiding him to sit at the desk, she pushes him into the chair, gets down on her knees, opens his pants, pulls his eager cock and swelling balls out and does something she hasn't done for any man, since she was back in high school, and had never done for this man who she loved before...
She actually started to suck his cock. He was mesmerized, he’d never gotten a blowjob from her, and between how hard and how well she sucked, and the fact that she had a ball in each hand and was squeezing, it wouldn't be long before he came either down her throat, or all over the place, as since she'd read that document, she'd insisted he was not to cum, at least not until the "big day", or as she liked to it "The day you become mine forever". He already felt/hoped he would belong to her forever anyways, but if she wants these blue-balls permanent, oh damn this feels good, I can't deny her, she's even sucking my cock for once, between this and her agreeing to wear that outfit she seemed to hate, ah fuck it. (He then signed the contract, she heard him sign on both the needed lines, she squeezed harder with each stroke of the pen, and as he put the pen down to focus on his first, (and last) blowjob from his girlfriend, hearing him put down the pen, she drops his balls pulls his cock out of her mouth with a **Ploop** sound, stands up, and looks at the contract..., nice, now just to get him hand-cuffed and leg shackled spread-eagle in their bed, his cock would be chopped off and his balls would be permanently blue. She could keep busting his balls, wearing the sexiest outfit’s every time they were alone, and he could wear a strap-on every time she needed fucked, and she'd cum and cum again, squeezing his balls, knowing they're forever blue, and he would be her’s forever. (he had a hard enough time finding girlfriends who'd bust his balls at all, none who enjoyed it like she did, she fucking loved it, he'd never find one who'd do all that, get dressed up for him especially after she cuts his cock off. It wasn't the hugest she'd ever seen, but he was still pretty well hung, and he just legally signed over that big 'ol peice of meat to her, and she wanted it, she was about to take it.

She led him into the bedroom, they always kept the handcuff and leg shackles attached to the bed, it made marathon ball busts and long drawn out blue ball love-making much easier to enforce, when she had easy access + complete control, they'd both grown to love him being 'cuffed down spread-eagle like that, but this time would be different. If he let those handcuffs and leg shackles click and lock shut, he would never get to cum again, never have normal sex, and she'd of coarse keep up with their normal routine they'd both grown to love, but after tonight he won't ever get to cum again... would she give him one last cum before she cuts his cock off? Maybe finish that blowjob she started to get me to sign the contract? Perhaps let me cum inside her during one last fuck? No, knowing her as he did, probably none of the above... she distracted him from his thoughts by pushing him down onto the bed, she then says: "I have a surprise for you, but you have to be locked down before you find out what it is, okay honey?"
What could this surprise be? That blow-job was an amazing surprise, as much as he was beginning to second guess letting the woman he loved cut off his penis, he began to think that this "surprise" might just be worth it, Damn, I bet she's really gonna let me cum one last time, this is gonna be the most intense orgasm of my life, he began to shake with anticipation, she was shaking too as he let her push his left ankle into the first leg shackle, as it clickety click clicked into place and locked down, it seemed the clicking of the locking mechanism seemed louder than usual. As she pushed his right ankle into the other leg shackle, she couldn't believe how smoothly this was going.
The next leg shackle seemed times as loud as the first, but as she climbed into bed, still in her Xena costume (wait a second, when's she gonna put on that sexy fucking Gothed Cheerleader outfit for me?) she pushed him down onto his back, (he'd been leaning forward in anticipation) and as she moved up, she ducked down for a second to give his (not for much longer his) dick a quick lick. Then she straddled him, he could feel his cock pinned between her wet pussy and his stomach, his second thoughts got fogged away again. CLICKETTY CLICK CLICK CLICK, damn, he thought, that was really fucking loud that time, as she had cuffed his left arm to the upper corner of the bed, he had to wiggle a little, so there was equal slack and tension between the leg shackle and his left hand-cuff, and the wiggling tickled her pussy marvelously. She now pushed his remaining hand up towards the last handcuff, he was starting to resist a little, but that wasn't hard to solve, she started sliding back and forth over his hard cock with her wet pussy, not actually allowing him to penetrate her, just enough to give him something else to think about, ironically enough, she was using his penis to distract him from letting her chain him down, so she can cut that very penis off, that thought didn't enter his mind though, and he could think was -oh yes, Mmmmm, that feels so fucking good right now, and even if she doesn't change into the Gothed Cheerleader outfit, she still looks sexy as hell as a Goth version of Xena, sexier than that other woman who actually played Xena ever looked... his thoughts were interrupted by a Sharp, LOUD, Earth-shaking racket: CLICKETTY CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK.
The last hand-cuff locked in place, she got off of him, his cock immediately springing up, like a heat-seeking missile it pointed right for the heat between her legs, that it wanted so badly to reach. She blew him a quick kiss, and patted his "missile" briefly, saying "I'll be back for you in a second, big boy..." He wasn't sure if she meant him, or his cock, and then he realized that was pretty much the thing anyways, but wait a second, before these 'cuffs come off, it won't actually be the " thing" anymore. He thought this over for a few minutes, and shortly before he actually came to any conclusions, she walked back into the bedroom, in holy fucking shit that is fucking insane how she looks, dressed up like a gothed cheerleader. Everything was absolutely perfect, Knee-high high-heel boots, thigh-high fishnets, pleated cheerleader skirt, but some of the pleats had been cut, showing a little extra leg, and she had on that sleeve-less cheerleader top on, over a fishnet shirt, , over a black Zip-front sports-bra, spiked collar, black lipstick, black eyeliner and black eye-shadow, hair done up in pig-tails. He asks: "So was this the surprise?" She laughs,: "No silly, you knew I'd be wearing this as soon as you read and signed that contract..." Suddenly his hopes sky-rocketed, could the surprise possibly be she'll give him one last fuck, and cum into her while she's dressed like that? She continues: "... no, this is your surprise..." she reached back into the corner of her side of the closet, and pulled a stack of brand new outfits, some leather, some vinyl, he saw two new, yet totally different schoolgirl outfits, a new pair of very sexy high-heel knee-high boots, that buckle up on sides, like the pair she had on now, but these had a built-in chrome knee guard (so she could knee him in the balls all she wanted, and never feel her knees get sore) but then she pulls out 2, brand new, yet entirely different Cheerleader uniforms, saying: "Here's the surprise, after tonight, I'm gonna want you to be dying to cum all the time, I'll put all of these new outfits and all of my old ones to good use, sometimes if I'm feeling especially naughty, I might swap out and wear two or three different ones at random, just cause I want you to put this on (she pulled out a strap on, similar in size and shape to his soon to be former man-meat, but it was rigged with a built-in vibrator) and fuck my brains out, while I'm busting your balls. Mmmmm, and knowing you can't ever cum will make every thrust into me, every outfit I wear, every bit of abuse I do to your balls, all the more sweet, Now let’s get that elastrator and its bands out, it’s time for this cock to go numb.... Awwww, you actually thought I was going to let you cum , that’s so cute, but this way, your blue-balls will be SOOO much more intense when I make them permanent.

She put one, then two, and finally settled with three elastration bands on him, all at the base of his cock, she'd used three just to make sure he wouldn't bleed too much she had begun to like wearing this cheerleader outfit, and didn't want to stain it when she put the knife to him. She put down the elastrator, admired how far she'd gotten them all down his shaft, she wasn't going to leave him any stupid stump, her man was gonna be nice and smooth for her, except for those balls she'd grown to really love to bust for him, after tonight, every punishing ball-bust, simple or intense, would only serve to intensify his permanent blue-balls. This was so beautiful a gift to her that he had given her. She loved leaving men with blue balls, and had even fantasized of making them permanent, but she had no idea cutting off a man’s penis was so easy with just the purchase of one simple tool. Fuck, she should have had one of these in high school, she'd have cut more wieners than Oscar Meyer, but sadly, no if she'd have done that, she'd have been in jail, or some mental hospital for a long time, and might not have met this lovely man, who she was about to un-man as a matter of fact, and not only did he agree to it, he not only told her all about it, signed the contract and let her 'cuff him down, HE EVEN BOUGHT THE FUCKIN' TOOL for ME, this is going to be a night neither of us will ever forget, she then repeated this thought to him, as she checked to see that the super-glue she'd squirted into, on and around the bands at the base of his dick, she mounted his cock for its last ride. She came and came again, but she didn't let him feel too left out, as she was squeezing his balls harder and harder with each orgasm. For a second there she got carried away and one slipped away from her. Her nail had been dug in pretty deep for a while there, and suddenly she whirled around on his pole, doing almost a split just to make sure she hadn't broken anything, she says: “Oh shit, I was scared for a second there, I thought I might have broken one, I mean I'd still love you even if you only had the one ball, but I'd rather you had both so I can torture you with them..."

Those last thirteen words were all he heard, as he lay there, and she said them while dressed like a gothed out cheerleader, nearly doing a split while looking forward to torturing his balls, he didn't regret anything at that moment, if his dick was going to be cut off, he wanted it to be by this woman, right here, right now... She'd stopped talking, and was now moaning with pleasure as she was approaching her sixth orgasm, and his balls were really starting to swell, from not cumming for almost 2 weeks now, from her constant ball-busting since He'd told her he'd ordered the elastration system that was soon going to be the end of his member's, well, membership, and his balls were swelling because he was dying to cum, seeing her like this, knowing he'll never cum again only made the torture and ballbusting more intense, but this moment, he wouldn't trade for anything in the world, it was pain and pleasure at its best...

Finally, she'd had enough dick, she passed out on top of him, his hard cock still buried deep inside her, she awoke, and slid off of him, his meat made a **Thloop** sound as it was pulled from her. She grabbed a towel, and wordlessly cleaned her juices from him. Having finished that, she examined the bands, making sure they were still locked in place and hadn't broken free from the super-glue. Next she went to the night stand, opened the drawer, pulling the knife she'd chosen as her "Castration Knife" from his large knife collection. She knew this was actually a "Penectomy", but "Penectomy-Knife" doesn't sound as cool as "Castration Knife" does. Pulling the knife from its sheath, she drops the sheath, and climbs back into bed with him...

This is it, no turning back now, she’s got that big, sharp fucking "castration knife" as she likes to it, (wait a minute, I sharpened that thing for her too, well at least it'll make a clean cut) and here she comes with it, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit....

She grasped the doomed dick, and ever so carefully picked exactly the right place to slice, she gingerly gave him the tiniest of paper-cuts, the knife was well sharpened, she could see that better than he could, "Did you feel that at all?" she asked him, "Feel what?" He tries to peer at her knife work, but his angle is horrible, and he just can't seem to pull his eyes off of her in this new cheerleader outfit. "Good," she says, "I don't want this to be painful for you; I know you never liked me causing pain to your penis, so I'll grant you this mercy..." she says as she starts kissing him, and he passionately responds to her kissing, they kiss, explore each other’s mouths with tongues, his fork split tongue sliding past hers, he can feel her gently tugging on his cock, but then the tugging stops, and next thing he feels is her squeezing his balls, both balls, one in each of her hands, digging her thumb nail from each hand into each nut, that’s how he knew she had him in both hands, but if his dick isn't in one of her hands, and the knife can't be either, did she decide to delay taking my man-meat? She's kissing him more deeply and not just passionate, almost frantic, maybe just holding that knife to my dick was all she needed, she really seems even hornier than before...

Finally she stops, and straddles him again, she tells him: "Thank you , that was the most amazing thing I've ever felt, from now on, I'm gonna be busting you testicles until you beg me to stop, and THEN I'm Gonna Bust 'em even HARDER, and anything you've ever wanted to see me wear, well let’s just say you'll never get to see me, at least when we're alone together, in anything but the sexiest outfits, you wanna see me dressed like a Goth cheerleader, Goth schoolgirl, Goth catwoman, Goth Xena, Goth Goth, Goth anything, you don't even have to ask anymore, I know what you like, and you deserve to get all my best , from now on, no holding back anymore, you are mine, and I am yours, forever and ever and ever!!!", She kissed him again, and he says: "It wasn't anything babe, I'm just surprised you didn't actually go through with it, you seemed so hell bent on cutting my ma me..." then he sees her bloody hands, "Wait," she says "you actually thought I stopped while we were kissing? That’s soo cute!! No babe, I was kissing you to distract you while I cut, I guess it worked well, but before I glue that spot your dick used to be, I got something to do in the kitchen... Be right back babe"

She stands up, and then he sees the love of his life pick up the bloody knife, and severed cock she'd discarded after cutting it off, just to please him by making , (she knew he really loved kissing her) and squeeze his balls to keep his mind on the pleasant kissing, not wondering where the knife went and what she had just done with it...

He heard the kitchen sink running, she must be washing his blood off of her "castration knife", then he heard her click on the garbage disposal, heard it slow slightly as she dropped something into it, it groaned, grumbled for a second, and then spun free as it diced its prey to bits. He heard her shut off the garbage disposal, and then the sink. Shortly she walked back in, most of the blood had been washed from her hands, but he could still see some under her nails, and even some got splashed onto her face, but wait a second... he says "Um, love, you have some blood on your face, but I didn't see it there a minute ago..."
she giggles like a schoolgirl, which combined with her outfit, and this whole nights activities, became a huge turn on for him, fuck, damn it he was so horny right now, and at that moment, she takes a testicle in each hand, leans forward, but before she starts kissing him and squeezing his balls again, she whispers into his ear, explaining where the blood must have come from, she says: "I bet that blood squirted out at me while I watched our garbage disposal grind every inch of that big cock you used to have into hamburger, before it all washed down the drain, so if you were hoping I'd let you have that thing sewn back on, well let’s face it, when your dick shot that blood on my face as it spun into the teeth of that garbage disposal, it was the closest you'll ever come to giving anyone a ' shot', ever again" she begins kissing him, and squeezing him balls, but then stops kissing shortly afterwards remembering she had more to say, she'd rehearsed this moment repeatedly, and it was perfect, next she says: "and I promise you this, I will never leave you, you were the best boyfriend I've ever had, but now you're my cockless blue-balled sex toy, You are the perfect man for me now, and I'll brutalize these (squeezes balls) all the time, but I'll be extra careful not to break them, and get used to seeing me dressed up, I just love you so much and you letting be sever and destroy your cock like that is something no man could ever have given to me, You are mine now and forever."

He looks into her eyes, seeing the make-up, her hair, the collar, seeing the "bloody shot" on her face, he asks: "Could you say that again babe?' She asks, "What the part about 'you're mine forever and ever'?", "No," he says, "everything from when you first giggled, up until you forever and ever, including the giggle and the forever and ever part, not only was it probably the most emotional, heartfelt thing I think anyone’s ever said to me, it also got me super horny, isn't that fucked up?", she kisses him, pulls out a pen and her note pad, wrote a few words down, and tells him: "I added that 'last--shot' line, but everything else I've been rehearsing, hoping you'd actually let me give you these, ( She squeezes his balls again ), permanent blue-balls, and you lived up to your end of the bargain, so everything else I said I'd do to keep you happy, horny, and more frustrated sexually than any man has ever been, I'll live up to, and every now and then, I'll read that whole speech you just asked me to repeat, maybe 3 or 4 times in a row, all while I squeeze your balls (she squeezes even harder) and rub the scar where you cock used to be, that actually sounds fun, I think I'll do that every night, tell to you in great detail how your once long, thick dick, got gobbled up by the garbage disposal, and then it was gone forever, I'll wear a different sexy outfit every night, but always wear the make-up, maybe squirt a little fake blood on my face to realism, and then when you're all turned on, I let you pleasure me, while I abuse your balls even more. How does that sound ?" He simply says, "I love you." a few seconds later he adds, "so, want to torture my balls some more and repeat that speech for me?" She replies: "Oh yeah, well tonight I'm going to read everything, 'bloody shot' and all, about the night you gave me your dick, and describe exactly how it happened, over and over again, until you memorize every grizzly detail, so it feels like you were actually there... The End?
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