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It was an unusual party with few men and tons of beautiful women. I’d been invited by a female acquaintance that I met at the park a few days before. She wasn’t beautiful, but attractive enough. At the party I was invited back to her house along with some of her friends. When we arrived they all seemed to scatter about the house. I was left alone with the T.V. and cat. Next thing I know, I’m being called out back. That’s when I about lost my marbles. There was a rather large hot tub and all four women were in it, naked. I was invited in. It took me two seconds flat to disrobe and hop in. I was surrounded. Soon I was being kneaded and probed and pulled. My male member was harder then a steel screwdriver
in a toolbox. I found myself in bed soon after. But that’s when something strange happened. The women were giggling as they led me to a completely dark bedroom. They asked me to lie down on a high table like bed. Immediately, they somehow strapped my legs and arms down and put tape over my mouth. I couldn’t move and I couldn’t yell. It all happened so fast and I was so enamored with them, I just didn’t put up a fuss. But that’s when the lights came on and realized I was in trouble. They didn’t tell me anything. They just started working. I mean, the room looked like a modern kitchen and I was on the table in the center. I was tilted lightly forward so I could look down at my throbing male member. The women brought out all kind of vegetables and were laughing wildly and carrying on. One of them casually walked over to me, took out a straight razor, and started shaving my privates. No soap or shaving cream, she shaved off all my hair dry. She wasn’t gentle either. When I moaned at her she just smiled. It’s then that I saw a sign that made me realize that this was a witch’s coven. So I concluded that they must be new age witches, but I never found out for sure. Any way, after I’m completely shaved, she took what looked like a clear hose like tube and pushed it down my urethra. Next thing I see is a long needle like object, (like women use to knit with), and she pushes this down the tube. Slyly she looked at me and with one hard thrust she pushed it down, the needle pops out. She laughs and says, "I've skewered your penis!" I screamed silently, it was horrific pain. She had pushed the knitting needle through the bottom of my urethra and out through my penis, making me a new orifice to urinate from. "Now you can pee freely," she said. I could feel her working something up through my prostate and into my bladder. After that she yelled to another woman named Anna, who brings over a long narrow dish. It’s looks like it’s 5-6 inches deep and clear, but not very wide. Anna holds up the dish and I see that there’s a hole in the bottom, about the size of a round table coaster or slightly smaller. She positions it over my penis and balls and roughly pulls them up through. Then she took some other round looking object and maneuvers it under the dish. I could feel her trying to position it around my balls and dick. Finally, she stopped and picked up what looked like a pair of pruning shears only the ends were rounded in a semi-circle. She placed these rounded ends underneath the dish and squeezed the handles together as hard as she could. The pain was excruciating but then I heard a click! Anna pulled the shears away and placed what looked like hot pads under the dish against my stomach and legs. Then she yelled out for everyone to hear, “He’s ready!” That’s when they all came over to the table and my female acquaintance (wish I could remember her name) said, “Now I’ll tell you what’s happening. She said, “Your cock and balls belong to us. They’re locked tight in this baking dish. We’re going to cook them and when they’re done, we’re going to make you watch as we feast on them. We’ll set the oven at 400 degrees and set the timer for about 3hrs, your balls and cock should just pull off of your body then. But first ladies, let’s add the special ingredients.” They all scrambled about and brought back the vegetables that they had prepared. One by one they placed the vegetables into the dish. One of them said, "and now a little cream of mushroom soup," and poured it in. With that, they placed a lid on the dish and headed back to the hot tub. So there I lay. Naked and strapped to a table, unable to move or yell. "What had I gotten myself into now," I wondered. I squirmed and moaned and tried to move. The dish was getting hot and hotter. After about 20 minutes, I could feel my penis and balls starting to bake. Just when it got to the point where I thought I’d pass out from the pain. Anna waltzes back in and lifts the lid. She took a large two-pronged fork and jabs it into my dick and scrotum. Not once, but several times. I almost lost my mind. Then she said, “Need to poke holes it to drain the blood” and then she walked back to the hot tub. “Drain the blood,” I said to myself? Finally it hit me. They’re really going to do this. They’re really going to cook my privates and I can’t stop them. My penis was baking, the pain was unbearable. Then I felt a pop and the burning sensation made me pass out. I passed in and out of consciousness and then I started dreaming and I could smell the most wonderful food cooking. I was enraptured by it, and enjoying it tremendously when all of a sudden I was jolted out of my sleep. I didn’t know where I was for a second. But then it all came back to me. The women were ready. They wanted to make sure I didn’t miss anything. They called my name and gave me a drink and propped me up to watch my dismemberment. When I was fully awake, Anna looked around and said, “Everyone ready?” Then she lifted the lid and everyone took in the fragrant odor. Anna said, “There’s nothing more wonderful then baked cock and balls.” Then she said, “Who will lift the dish?” The other ladies all clamored for the opportunity. Anna finally said, “Let’s all do it together!” So they all took a corner and on three Anna yelled, “Lift!” My penis and balls were lifted from my body. Juice ran out the bottom. There was no pain and I was too bewildered to think. But as I looked down at the empty spot where once my dick and balls were attached, I watched as bloody juices escaped the stump. Did I say stump? There wasn’t even a stump, just a coagulated mess that oozed forth a little blood. I guess the heat had mostly cauterized the area. There was no danger of me bleeding to death, but now what would they do with me? Before I could think anymore they brought over the cooked remains of my penis and balls and scrotum on a beautiful plate. They didn’t look quite the same, but they were definitely mine. My dick was shriveled and brown, it looked as if it had plumped like a hotdog and my balls looked like stuffed chicken liver. I was still trying to make things out when Anna yells, “Here goes!” She took a knife and cut off the tip of my penis, brought it up to my face for inspection and then stuck out her tongue and just licked it! She said to me, “Feel anything!” And all the girls laughed. Anna then plunged it into her mouth and began to chew. She tilted her head back and I could tell she was in ecstasy. Finally she said to the others, “Dig in girls, dig in.” In a matter of minutes my penis and balls and scrotum were all consumed. The girls then loaded me in a van and drove me to the nearest hospital. I don’t know why exactly. They just dropped me off, still bound and gagged. No one at the hospital seemed to believe my story. But it’s true, I swear it!
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