Nobody paid attention to the two middle aged fat and ugly women getting drunk in an dacayed bar in a suburb of a grey industrial city. They met each other in a forster institution they were sent by the justice, long time ago, in order to scape from their perverted parents. They grew a neurotic friendship almost secluded from the world and totally obssessed by the idea of vindicate their destiny, blamed to men.

What they did, when intoxicated, were plannig their next action. Not that this should be a very complicated thing as they have done it so many times, so they decide, first, to hire a whore from outside town:

- All you have to do is to attract him to the cab that will be waiting outside the night club. Choose anyone, do as told, get your money and desapears. OK?

- Piece of cake. - And the hooker counted the hundred bucks she received to do such a thing. She left the cab got into the night club and not so long after she was leaving the place scorted by a big man in his forties.

They took the cab, rolled some distance and Rita, acting as the driver, said:

- Oh, sorry! The car is having a little problem but donīt worry I know what it is, in a minute Iīll fix it. The man did not complaint as he was being distracted by the girl who opened his trouser and started to suck his huge and intumesced cock. The driver steped out the car, opened the back door and stick a needle in the big guy. He started to protest but in seconds became dizzy and passed out.

Rita, in a abandoned house in the outskirt of the city, having the overwheighted dude naked and straped in front of her, commented to Rose:

-We got a big one this time, didnīt we?

- Oh, yeah, this will be fun.

The man awaked and as it was very dark couldnīt realize exactly what was happening to him. He shouted for someone and immediatly a very bright light shone over his eyes, blinding him. He heard a voice, mettalic as comming from a speaker:

-How do you feel, pig? Ready for great emotions?

He thought that it was a kidnapping and ramsom. So he said:

- Ok, you got me. How much do you want, but Iīm not a rich fellow. You are somewhat mistaken.

- Oh, thatīs not for money. Itīs for suffering, you know. We are going to inflict you excruciating pain. See, itīs for our pleasure. - adjoined Rose.

- Yeah - completed Rita - letīs start, Iīm really anxious to do it.

-Ok, Rita, begin as you please.

Next, Rita took his balls and holded the huge testicles in the left hand and slaped them with the other.

- Just to warm up.

The poor guy screamed in pain.

- You think this is pain, you will see later that this is a caress.

Rose came with a pair of wires linked to a baterry and applied it to the top of the penis. The shock burned the spot and made the man jerks desperately in the table, with louder scremings than before.

- Good. Letīs go further.

The session of slapimgs and electrical shock went on until he passed out. At this time he was completely covered with his own shit and piss.

The two bitches showered him only to piss over his face.

- Itīs this that you like? Pussies? So get it. Letīs now make him like a whore.

They elevated his hips and Rose wearing a huge dildo strap trhusted it into the man guts with all the brutality she could.

- So how is it now? Like it?

Them was Rita to perform it. His ass was bleeding and the sore enhanced as they put the electrodes up his asshole.

Then they decided to whip him with some very poignant leashe that cut his skin. After that they pissed again in the wounds.

The torture went on for hours and the man was giving signs of exhaustion so Rose decided it:

- Letīs finish with a golden end. She opened a case from where she took a sharp curved knife, clamps, rubber bands and other things.

She pulled the balls and with a tool snaped the rubber bands around his sack.

The pain renewed in another fashion.

- Do it the next Rita.

- Oh! Thanks.

She hold the knife and in very quick move severed the scrotum of the man. His balls poped out.

- Oh! What a nice pair. - She exclaimed - Iīll cut one and you another, OK?

-Cīmom Dude, rise your head to see it. Itīs your last opportunity to see them. Say good bye to your masculinity. Will you?

He obbeyed almost like a robbot īcause he wasnīt thinking very clearly.

Rose and Rita put scissors on each cord and count:

- In three. One, two, three!

They cut his balls, laughing in a very sincere gayness.

- Right! This time was great!

The man was found by the police some hours later after an anonimous phone call. He deserved serious medical assistence but recovered from his body ailments. Unforunately he had a psychic breakdown that no shrink could fix it. Sometime later he commited suicide.

The case was never solved by the police. The two women, again in he pub, commented:

- You heard? The miserable commited suicide.

- This means that weīve done a good job, didnīt we?

- Oh yeah. I canīt wait for the next.