Aaron and Angie - Part 2

My reaction was one of complete sexual obsession. I would take Tam into the bedroom and fuck for hours with great energy after a steamy hot wrestling match with her daughter. Tam became sort of trained too in that after I would wrestle around with her daughter she would receive passionate ,longer ,and more gratifying sex. I would tie the band around my throbbing penis and She would pull and twist my testicles until skin of my sack was stretched thin and tight. Sometimes she would tie the soft nylon around my sack too, and I think she really enjoyed watching my nuts turn colors. She didn't go too far though , and would release me from my bonds. I would suck on her clit and she would stroke my massive and sensitive penis. With a secret smile she would tighten the band a little more and then mount me. We could go for hours like this. She liked bondage and so did I. I encouraged her own fantasies and made lots of referances to the power and finality of castration. I was soon tied to the four post bed, and we played at spanking and ball torture.

Little Angie would get jealous as hell of her mom. You see I would work her up to a frenzy letting her rub herself on me while we wrestled around and occasionally get a good crouch shot in , and then Tammy would come in and I'd shift my focus to her. Off we would go to the bedroom for a little s+m, and Tammy would be abounding in noise of her many orgasms. I think it drove the girl over the edge.

We also worked on a ranch, We owned it actually. Tammy wasn,t much for ranch work. Mostly she liked to sit around watch the tube and get high. We had cows, sheep ,and some hogs. My little helper and confidant was always by my side. Angie seemed to delight in my attentions and she was a great help. As you can imagine my favorite task on the place was castrations. There were not many swinging balls left on that place, or on the neighbors places either. She could tell that cutting nuts was the high point of the day, and very soon she took to it too. When we would start the day she'd lick her lips and get that steamy hot sexual smile on her face and encourage me to cut some nuts today. The cows were her favorites. I,d let the young bulls go as long as I dared before cutting because it made me horny as hell to do the work, and the older the bull the bigger and more dangly the balls. We would walk the pen and she would tell me when she thought this one or that one was ready for emasculation. I would tell her in the early days that removing those delicate little sacks changes everything for the animal. They lose all interest in sex and the meat becomes much more tasty and tender.

Once I,d cut them out and drive them in the chute and push them forward with the prod ,She'd come up close to the fence with the knife. I liked doing things the hard way so I'd throw down and rope their legs together. I would lay right on top of the young bull and hold their tied legs up and apart while Angie got into the cage and worked the knife. The way that I taught her to do it was; sit on the hind leg and trap it with her legs.( This was mostly so I could watch her grind her puss on the steer's leg while it quivered and tried to kick - I trussed them up good first). Then she was to reach between it's legs and grab up the end of the scrotum like a little tent. She was then to use the knife to slice off the end of the scrotum, that is , the peak of the little tent that she pinched between her thumb and index fingers as she pulled it away from the soon to be steer. She was then to work the testicles out of the bottomless sac by any method worked, mostly just squeezing the base of the scrotum, and out they drop or slide as it may. She was then to sever the spermatic cords and supporting tissues with the knife, and place them in the bowl. She would then apply some iodine to the wound and rub it in alittle. We didn't mess around with crushing the veins or any other fancy procedures as this method worked fine 99% of the time. She was also in change of guarding the bowl of balls from the cats and the dog( who were all neatly nuetered too, go figure). We preferred this method because we had all got a taste for rockymountain oysters at this point and the banding procedure ruined the tasty meat. I had been feeding everyone the oysters for years and it became a treat to look forwrd to. Fried and mixed in scrambled eggs for breakfast was the favorite in our home.

I used to wear pants with holes in the groin area and holes in the knees. Truth be known, I used to pick at the theads and enlarge such holes. Then I,d wear the trousers with out underwear. Angie used to let me get lots of little peeks at her virgin snatch, and I,d return the favor by letting her see my nasty horrible low-balls and my bobbing penis would sometimes make an appearance too. Tammy wasn,t much for sewing and I don,t think that she cared. Oh but my darling little prepubecent oldest daughter did. She would work me right into a wrestling match if she saw that I had on some holely jeans and use that as an advantage to score a couple of good hits to my nads.

Once we were out in the chutes and she was holding the knife as usual. I had been holding back on ejaculating for a couple of days with Tam and to say that my nuts were full was an under statement. I had been wrestling with Angie on and off for a couple of days and building up a huge load of pent up sexual energy. That morning she had scored a couple of direct hits to my swollen balls, but in a playful way not intended to really injure. I was wearing my usual pants with holes, and my nuts would drop out and she would slap them and knee them with playfull abandon and say , " I think you should remove these things , that way you'll be able to fight back and I won't keep winning." Then she'd say ,"Here let me help you you poor weak man.", and she would go to grab at them and I swing my self just out of her grasp, and her fingers would brush my sack.

I'd say ," No No No you don't and pin her down again. It would go back and forth for hours sometimes, and my erection would press against my trousers and sometimes, Oh my, against her butt or leg. We,d roll around sweating,and playfully cursing, and she would grind her sex on my neck or leg, and pant breathlessly all red in the face and sweaty. I let her see the objects of her desire dangling and swinging in front of her,but keep them just out of her grasp.She got so hot that her face flushed and her eyes dilated, It was clearly a sexual response. She was about eleven or twelve when this happened and was starting to get more sexually aroused every time we'd play. I pinned her down and said, " I have to get to work, I,ve got to nut those young bulls I stuck in the corral." I said also," I wont let you nut me , but you can cut all you want on them." She was estactic. I had trained her well. As for me I was so hot and bothered that I had nearly cum in my jeans a couple of times already, but she had never seen a sexual response like that from me yet, but she did know all about it from our endless discussions about the function of the male genitals, all she had ever seen up close any way was my penis ,her brothers ,and some of the farm animals occasionally humping. I had let her see me go after her mother a few times , but I don,t think she ever saw me ejaculate ,at least up close. All this was to change on this eventful day.

Tammy was just getting up when we headed out the door. We brought little sister to guard the bowl of balls and to assist. Her name is Wendy and she was privy to quite a bit,but not everything as her big sister shielded her from most of my perversions and engaged in them herself. She has her part in things of coarse, but you will hear more about her later.The dog came running too. Angie got her pocket knife, a small but sharp blade, and off we went.

At the corral I stepped in and began to work the young bulls away from their cows. This can be a little dangerous as the mother cows seem to know what I,m up to. I used a bullwhip to separate them and force them into the chute. Wendy would shut the gate and Angie would force them down with the electric prod. She would aim the prod right between their legs and shout with delight when they would snort and kick and bellow with pain. This she did of-coarse from the safety of the fence. Brave little Wendy was safely behind the gate. We loaded ten large sized calves into the chute,in fact they were nearly bulls already-young bulls. I watched with growing excitement as Angie put the prod to their testis over and over. Wendy clapped with joy and said," Let me!! I wanna!! It,s my turn!!" Angie finally handed over the prod ,and noted with pleasure that Wendy was a natural at zipping testis. She gave a few pointers to her sister on how to hold it and were to place it, and soon the maturing calves were bellowing in pain. The mother cows in the corral were getting pissed hearing their babies "moooing". I clearly wouldn't be going back in there with a lot of whip cracking.

But allow me to say that my cock was at full attention and Angie noted it with a comment, she said," looks like you are standing up for the job." and added " How would it be if she tickled your sac with that thing?" " I bet you would make some noise too." My shaft was throbbing as she slide over close to me. she said" Someday you should let me do you." Her eyes met mine and she blushed. She said " I really like doing this you know, taking away their power and making them weak and managable. I thought God! if she only knew! My whole life I,d been throbbing and squirting to the steamy fantasy of castration! I guess I blushed too and I know that I was looking out at her thru a cloud of lust and passion. My penis has rock hard and pulsing. I was full of cum and pent up sex. She pressed her hips against my groin and put her arm around my waist. I nearly blew my load right then. She said "I was only teasing, come on let's get started, I want to have some fun."

Soon I was throwing one down and tieing. I don,t think that I had ever been so horny in my whole life. Even with the hard work and soon the sweat, my rod was rock hard, and cripes you could see it through my thin pants, and I was wearing the ones from that morning with the hole in the crotch. I just wanted to give the girls a little thrill you know. It was already hot and I could feel the wieght of my balls swinging around in my trousers. I could feel the cool air coming in from the big hole too, and mostly I could feel the sensitivity of my prick ready to blow.

I grabbed the big calf and I threw him down. With my legs spread I felt my testis drop out of my pants as I body slammed that big calf. I quickly tied the legs together and positioned my self on top of it holding the legs of the calf and pressing the weight of my body down on the animal and holding on tight to the legs. The big animal struggled with all its might but I pressed down that much harder and spread my weight out alittle more. My penis was pressing into it's hind leg as I held the struggling animal and the sensation of the hair and the pressure against it was almost enough for me to explode right then. My ass was facing the back of the soon to be steer and by necessity my legs were spread wide for balance. And of-coarse my nuts had dropped right out for all to see.

The girls were standing there staring at the spectacle. My balls had slithered right out of my trousers and were flopping around in the hot morning air on the back side of the calve's hind leg!! The girls both started giggling and Wendy said ," Look at Daddies balls!!" I turned to see her pointing at my gonads. She then said "Angie can I touch them with the cattle prod?" Angie giggled some more and said, " It's ok with me!" Her face was truely flushed with excitement as she climbed into the pen with me. I was stuck there holding down this monster calf ,and I hollered ,"knock it off Wendy!!" Never mind that!!" Knock that shit off and go get the bowl for the balls!" She had already started to insert the prod between the boards and was inching toward my nasty lowhanging nads, when she said," Come on Dad" It won,t hurt very much!" I said "No!" Now go get the bowl!!" The prod slowly withdrew and she put her bottom lip out. Angie was laughing as she got on her knees beside me.

It must have looked pretty funny seeing my sac dangling over the edge of the calve's hind leg. I did it all on purpose you know. I had clearly placed my sac inches from the balls of the calf. This scene most have really stirred her passions and her life long conditioning of castration ,her six plus years of ball busting not to mention the new floods of hormones. She was clearly turned on and also amused

As for me this was the cumulation of years of grooming ,stories, and posture. All my fantasies and mastrabations, all my nocturnal emissions and secret dreams,they had reached a climax. I could feel an orgasm of epic proportions rushing though my entire body. I gyrated my hips into the calf as my engorged penis throbbed. She seemed to read my mind, as she reached out to take my testicles in her hand. I gasped and lifted my hips a little as her cool hand closed around the base of my scrotum. As she pulled on my balls my throbbing erection slid free off my trousers and popped into plain veiw. With a little intake of breath her eyes widened. I saw and felt it all!!! She reached out with her other hand and wrapped her fingers around my spasming erection and squeezed. With a loud grunt, and a involuntary full body contraction I squirted my pent up load right out of her hand and all over the calf. The contractions and spasms seemed to go on and on and it was the most intense orgasm out of control reaction I have ever had.

She let out a gasp of disbelief and amazement. But that look of smokey dilated half closed eyes and the blush that spread over her face immediatly returned.

I was studdering out some kind of apology when she cut in with , " So that is what it does " in a soft voice of wonder.

I had barely finished spasming and squirting when she stuffed my man hood back into my pants and I put my legs together to prevent my shit from dropping into plain veiw again and thanked her. Mind you , I was still holding this monster calf down, but at that moment it was quiet. I turned to look behind me and saw for the first time that I had pretty much covered that animals genitals with thick white puddles of cum. I also noticed Angie's crotch was plainly in view. It looked to me as if she had pee'd a little in her pants. She had this funny little smile and her eyes now sparkled with knowing.

Just then Wendy returned with the bowl. It had all happened in a minute or two that she was gone. I felt weak and hoped the calf would stay quiet for just a moment.

Wendy noticed the white stuff all over the calve's nuts and said ,"Yuk!! what's that??" I looked back at Angie and she looked back at me, smiled ,and began to speak.

lots more to "come" I have to get it off my chest before I die