We had moved into a townhouse last fall and had gotten to know our neighbors quite well since that time. It’s hard not to, living so close to one another. My wife and I had actually become good friends with Marla and she spent a good bit of time with us. We were a few years older then her, she was 31 and we were both 38. Marla had a great body, she was tall & slim, with small but firm breasts. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, but she was cute with her long brunette hair and large pouting lips. Her face was heart shaped and she had a small flower tattoo on the back of her shoulder. She was a dietician and it showed. There were times when I truly longed to be with her alone. I wanted to see her naked and touch her forbidden fruit.

I hoped that one day I’d get an opportunity to be alone with her, and one hot Saturday in July, she knocked on the door. She asked for my wife, but I told her she was working. She then said giggling, "Do you think she’d be upset if I borrowed you?" I said, "Well, it depends what you have in mind." She then said that she had purchased a small pool, one of those newer ones that didn’t need a lot of preparation. She asked me if I could help her set it up and promised that if I helped her, that my wife & I could use it whenever we wanted. So I agreed to help and in a few hours the pool was up, brimming to the top with cool water. It wasn’t really large enough to swim in, but in the hot July heat, I thought it would feel great just to sit in. Marla came running out of her house in the skimpiest bikini that I’d ever seen. It was skin tight and barely covered her breasts, leaving nothing for the imagination. I swear you could see the outline of her labia through the bottom and something was definitely protruding. I'm sure her clit was pierced.

I stood there gaping with my mouth open and my tongue hanging out. Marla asked me if I liked it and I agreed that I did. She then jumped into the pool and when she came up, her nipples were rock hard. She screamed, the water is freezing, to which I replied, "Yeah, I can see," referring to her nipples. She got the point and giggled some more as she quickly crawled out. She grabbed her towel and sat down. I told her that it'd take several hours for the pool to heat up and she said sarcastically, "Thanks for telling now!" Then we both laughed. I sat their with her and we talked for a long time, so long that my wife came home from work and found us by the pool. She said jokingly, "What have you too been doing all day?" Marla laughed and said, "Jim helped me to put up my new pool, we’re all going to try it out soon, if that’s alright?" My wife said, "That’ll be great, I had a long day and I need to relax. I said, "I’ll fire up the grill and we’ll have a barbecue." We ate and talked, but about 7 o’clock Marla said, "Let’s try out the pool!" I told her that I’d get a thermometer and check the temperature, which is what I did. It was perfect.
 
My wife and I went in to get our swimsuits on and when we came out, Marla was already in the pool. We slowly climbed in and waded around, it was perfect size for three or four people. Again we talked and drank some wine. The sun started to go down and Marla was getting a little woozy. She was laughing and having a good time. Next thing I know, she pulls off her bikini top exposes her breasts to my wife & I. We both were a little embarrassed, but we laughed when she blurted out, "I want see if they float!" Well, they certainly appeared too. Then she said to my wife, "Do yours float Casey?" Casey has always been a little to conservative for me, but she said to Marla, "Let’s find out!" With that my wife pulled off her top and exposed her very white, but large breasts! I was amazed but ecstatic at the same time! Casey then said, "Yep, mine float!" They both laughed and then Marla said with a silly grin, "Does his pee pee float?" Casey said, "I don’t know, let’s see?" And with that she pulled down my trunks. Since my bottom was underwater you really couldn’t see a lot, but I stood there kind of frozen. Before I could cover myself with my hands, "Casey said, "We’ll have to go under to look!" And both women dove under the water and someone even grabbed my leg. They both surfaced and Marla said, "Wow, that thing is huge!" Casey said, "I know, I know! But I don’t think it floats!" Marla looked at me and said, "It can’t float when it’s so hard." My wife said, "Well, I know how to make it soft!" Marla giggled and said, "So do I!" Again they dove down and I felt someone engulf my shaft. I had to grip the sides of the pool with both hands. I was rocking back and forth, someone then grabbed my balls and squeezed them hard. Finally my wife surfaced and my eyes got as large as saucers. I knew now that Marla was sucking on my penis and I was having trouble containing myself. My wife held me and whispered in my ear, "It’s alright, let it go, and then she kissed me in my ear. That was it, I lost it and exploded and into Marla’s mouth. She surfaced a minute later and came up directly in front of me. When she was sure that I was watching, she licked her lips and tiny droplets of white cum ran down the corners of her mouth. Then she gulped and swallowed. I was ready to pass out. Both women helped me out of the pool and I laid back in a lawn chair. A few minutes later I was fast asleep.

When I woke up, it was dark and I was in my bed. How I got there I didn’t know, but someone was straddling me and forcing herself down on my hard erect penis. I could feel her body and I knew it wasn’t my wife, it had to be Marla. She started to make little whimpering noises and she pressed her tight vagina down further down my shaft. She was extremely tight, like a virgin, but I doubted that she was. I really didn’t know what to do. But then someone took hold of my upper arm and a voice whispered in my ear, "It’s O.K., Marla needs it bad. She hasn’t had a man in years and needs to be screwed hard. Give it to her, you have my permission. She’s my friend and I want her to be happy. Then my wife Casey took my hand and placed it on Marla’s tight right cheek. Instinctively I started to hump her and Marla began to hum. I could feel something hard each time she went all the way down, and so I reached down between our legs and felt it with my hand.  Her clit was definitely pierced and I wanted to suck it. But Marla began to say, "Yes, oh yes, it feels so good. I want your cock, I want your balls" and then she seemed to enter a delirious state of mine and was lost in ecstasy. I was feeling good too, perhaps too good. My wife must have sensed it because she grabbed my balls and whispered in my ear, "You can’t come until she comes!" Ouch! I said. That stopped me cold. Then my wife said, "I’m going to help Marla. Now that my eyes had adjusted to the darkness, I could see Casey massaging her back coaxing her to orgasm. Finally she ordered me to open my mouth and suck in one of Marla’s nipples. When I did, Marla begged me to bite it hard, so I did gently & carefully. That was all she needed. She started to jolt back fiercely and as she did she started to say some wild things. As she was coming she said, "Let me cut them off, let me have your balls. Let me castrate you, please let me cut them off, pleasssse!" She then she came and came, biting me hard on my shoulder. Finally she went limp and snuggled up close to me.

Casey was actually crying. I quietly said, "What’s wrong? And she said, "She needed it so badly, she’s had such a difficult life. Men have beat her and abused her. She told me that you’re the first man that she’s known, who treated her with kindness." Casey then took her hand and slowly started to caress me and then she started to pump my cock. I was getting quite turned on when I heard Marla say, "Please let me do it!" Marla moved between my legs and Casey kissed me all over. I was getting close to orgasm when Marla said, "You got nice sized balls Jim" I wish I could have one. I was stunned and a little shocked, but it felt so good having her pump me I was speechless. She pumped me a little more and said, "I could give you whatever you want whenever you want, if you’d let me have one of your balls? It wouldn’t be hard to do, I could do it myself! I would give you as much sex as you’d like! But I need one of these, I like them both, but I’m not sure you’d give me both of them." Then Marla giggled and said as she brought me closer and closer to orgasm, "Castration isn’t bad, it’ll make me feel better when I’m with you. Won’t you let me do it?" Then Marla stopped pumping and looking me in the face she licked her lips and moved down to my hard erection. She pulled it back and slowly started to suck and lick and I was delirious with pleasure. When she knew that I was about to come she said, "Will you give me your balls?" Then my wife, my conservative wife said, "It’s alright, you can give them to her, in fact, I insist!" Marla went down hard on my pole and then stopped just as I was about to come. Please I shouted, "Don’t stop!" Do we have a deal? Can I have both of your balls? Yes! I told her and with that she engulfed my member and I came and came and came. Marla sucked out every last drop and again I seemed to pass out. In the morning I got up to use the bathroom but I couldn’t move. I tried to move my left but they were tied to the bed. In fact, I was completely tied down and there was something in my mouth. It was a gag of some kind. Marla & Casey finally walked in and said, "Good morning Jim!" Then they giggled and asked me if I remembered my promise. Promise, I said to myself. Then my eyes got wide and I shook my head in disbelief. But they both said, "A promise is a promise!"

Marla then took a strange looking instrument and showed it to me saying, "This is called a Smart Bander! It’s mostly used to castrate farm animals but it works great on men too. Then Casey got into the act saying, "Here’s how it works. You put this rubber loop on the end like this, insert the metal clamp and then push the scrotum and testicles through the rubber loop. Then you ratchet this handle which will constrict the rubber loop on the scrotum and testicles." I couldn’t believe that this was happening, but it was. Marla said, "Jim, I have a fetish. It was caused by years of abuse. I can’t have sex with you anymore unless your neutered or castrated. I like castrated better, men seem to have a real aversion for that word and I expect you do too. But once your castrated Casey and I will control your sex drive. You’ll only get sex when we want it, and you won’t want it until we give you some testosterone. It’ll be a better relationship for us all. What could I say? I laid their vulnerable and then Casey brought in our camera stating that she wanted to be able to watch my castration over and over again. Finally Marla took the "Smart Bander" tool and looking me in the eyes she said, "Here we go!" She noticed my erection and turned to Casey saying, "Why do men get erections when they’re about to get castrated?" Giggling Casey told her, "He must want it!" Well Marla said, "He’s going to get it." And with that Marla looked at me and then she put the rubber loop over my scrotum and testicles. Then she said to Casey, "Do you want to ratchet it or do you want to crimp the band?" I’ll crimp, Casey said with a silly grin." Then I watched as Marla slowly ratcheted the handle and I felt a tight constriction around my sack and balls. It got tighter and tighter and the pain grew worse and worse. Finally Marla proudly said, "That’s it’s! It’s time to crimp the band to hold this in place!" Casey moved over and turned another handle. It was a little difficult, but all of a sudden she announced, "That’s it! You can cut the excess! And Marla reached over and taking a knife, cut the loop on the opposite side of the crimped metal clamp. He’s banded now. "His balls look like a bright red plum," Casey said. Then brushing back my hair and kissing me on the forehead, she said, "It’ll be over soon." Casey, Marla asked, "We can let them like this and eventually they’ll fall off in a couple of weeks or we can cut them off and preserve them in some formaldehyde. Or you can have the scrotum tanned and made into a change purse. Some women like to have the testicles preserved and they kept them in their bedroom to remind them that they’re the dominant in the house. Some women like to eat them. There was a woman who went to a testicle festival in Montana, who got so turned on, she castrated her lover and had his balls battered & deep-fried in the same fryer that they fried the bulls testicles. She shared them with two of her friends and they swear they were 100 times better then the bull’s testicles. She also took his scrotum and had it tanned, then she made a coaster out of it and uses it everyday.

What would you like to do Marla, "Casey asked." I’ve always wanted a change purse made from a man’s scrotum, I think it would be so cool. A friend of mine had her husband’s sack made into a change purse and it’s the softest thing on earth. It also continues to look like a hairless scrotum, which makes for a great conversation piece." I couldn’t believe these women. They were talking about my sack, my bag, my scrotum. It was mine but I couldn’t move and the pain was getting unbearable. I was sweating profusely and Marla noticed the grimace on my face. She said, "Painful isn’t it? Want me to relieve the pain?" I nodded, thinking she’d release my banded balls.

I thought this was a good joke and they’d had their fun, and now she’d set me free. But instead she picked up a strange instrument. She called it a "tag cutter." When she brought it to my face I could see a "V shaped end with crossed scissor like blades inside. It was about two feet long with a handle at the end that you could pull with. We’ll release your pain with this. I watched as she put it between my legs and felt it as she moved it into place behind my scrotum. Then she said to Casey, "You’ve got to be careful and make sure it’s below the banded balls. Now we’re going to do this together, so grab hold. Then she said, "Oops, we’ve got to put something under them." Casey said, "I’ll get a tupperware bowl! And ran off to get it. She quickly returned with it and they both agreed that it would be perfect. They forced it down between my legs, readjusted the "tag cutter" and Marla said on three, pull it quick and hard. I heard her say, "One, two, and three!" I felt a sharp tug a thud and diminished pain. Then Casey said, "Well, your now my castrated lover Jim!" Marla said, "You’re a new eunuch." Then they both kissed me and patted my head. Casey said, "He’s not bleeding at all, you were right Marla. The only blood is what’s in the tupperware bowl. Let’s go down to the sink and rinse out my scrotum and your balls." They giggled and left me on the bed. There I was, castrated, de-balled, an emasculated man. I would never be the same and I started to cry. Soon the girls came back and they said look. They held up my scrotum and Marla stretched it and pulled it so tight that it didn’t even look like a scrotum. Then she turned it inside out and holding it up to the light, she said, "You can see through it it’s so thin." Then she put it in her mouth and left the cut sides dangle out. When she knew I was watching, she slurped the whole thing into her mouth and giggled. Casey then took my balls by the cords and swung them back and forth over my face. Marla put her face next to mine and Casey lowered them down until Marla could stick out her tongue and lick them. Then she sucked one of them in and popped it back out again. They had great fun at my expense and in about three weeks the remains of my scrotum fell off. I started to have trouble sleeping, I got hot flashes and I got these weird quivering sensations in my pecs, soon I noticed that I was growing breasts. That’s really been hard to deal with, but after three months, my penis started shrinking. When I told Casey, she got Marla and I showed them. They were not sympathetic; instead they giggled. Marla took my limp cock into her mouth and sucked and sucked. Initially it started to rise, but after a minute I couldn’t feel anything and didn’t want her to suck on it. Casey said, "You know Marla, he really doesn’t need a penis anymore, and neither do we." When I heard that I ran from the room and out the door.