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Thecia’s slave party My name is Thecia, I’m a 31 year-old "cutter." I’ve been a "cutter" for about 7 years and I’ve averaged roughly 10 sets a year. Last year I cut a slave while his mistress looked on. That mistress called me to ask if I would assist at a slave/mistress party. There would be around 20 slaves and at least eight would be cut at the party. She knew my rate and asked if we could workout a group rate. I agreed, as long as some of the people would help in preping. She also wanted me to vary my method of cutting slightly, so as to take the scrotum also. One of the slaves was caught fucking someone without the permission of his mistress and they asked me to devise a very painful castration for him. The following Saturday, I arrived at the hall on time. It was a handball court, belonging to a private club. There were about 20 couples there. One Mistress had two slaves in tow. The men (slaves) were in different forms of dress. Some were topless and all were controlled in some way. Most had ball leashes on, and all had their genitals exposed. For some reason, unknown to me, slaves and gays have some of the biggest packages. The theme of the party was to choose the slaves that should be cut. There were several steps. Each slave would have his penis measured. The measurements would be averaged and each inch above the average would be a negative point. And each inch under would receive a positive point (not a good thing for the slave). Each slave was brought up to the front and his penis pulled and measured from the upper root to the tip. The longest was 8.5 inches and the shortest was 4.6 inches. One of the rules was that no mistress could handle her own slave. The women lay down on the mats blindfolded and I as referee was to position a slave by each one. The slave was to orally pleasure each woman. I had to watch as twenty women moaned in pleasure as each talented slave worked out on their now throbbing pussies. Each woman rated the slaves on a 1-10 scale, they were averaged and in this case the lower numbers were negatives. There were ball pulls where two slaves were tied butt to butt by their balls and bets placed on the winner, this was not part of the games, just fun. One slave pulled his rival backwards, dragging him ten feet…the slave doing the towing had his balls pulled out at least seven inches from his body. As he neared the win line, the apparent winner screamed and fell to the ground. His right ball had ripped from its cord and ruptured as it did so. It was not a big thing to me, I would cut his nuts off later anyway. Ball size was measured and the final competition begun. Each woman was randomly assigned a slave other then her own. Each was supplied with a four-ounce wineglass with ounce markings cut into them. The object was to extract all of the cum that each man had in his balls. The winning mistress would receive the $5,000.00 prize. The winning slave would keep his balls. The 10 women with the least volume attained would have to drink the spoil, about eight or ten ounces of thick rich cum. All of the other slaves would have their number amounts added to the overall point game. Each woman went to work. Using their mouths, hands and pussies, they began to work the loads out of the experienced slaves. They had a two-hour time limit. The first slave to cum moaned and shot a wad in less than one minute. It appeared to be just over a half-ounce. In short order most followed suit. The whole room had the musky odor of male cum. By the two-minute mark all of the slaves had shot off the first time. From my limited experience in the culture, I know that slaves are rarely allowed to fuck, or even jerk off without the mistress’s approval. The almost never are allowed to fuck their mistress. But, here were twenty beautiful women trying to work the spunk out of slaves with their tight pussies. One of them, a woman named Helen, was into Kegel and I could see the slaves cock actually being pulled upward with every stroke. As his cock was pulled upward his big balls followed. Another woman was squeezing her slave’s balls so hard in an effort to drain them, that he was screaming in pain. My friend Carol had her subject’s big cock deep throated and her finger in his asshole in an attempt to trigger his orgasm through his prostate. When the two-hour bell rang most had cum three times and several four times. The totals ranged from ½ ounce to over 4 ounces. The four-ounce glass was more Jizz than I’ve ever seen extracted from one man. He certainly would keep his balls. Carol told me that the slave with the red dye on his chest was the one slated for "special" treatment. I was ready, sitting quietly in the corner was my friend Beth. She was one of the most vicious ball biters that I’ve ever met. The slave had done the ultimate misdeed. The slave’s name was Goering and he had done the ultimate no no.. He had fucked his mistress’s female lover without her permission. His hands were bound behind his back but otherwise he was free to move. Beth was very beautiful but she only weighed about 115 pounds, the slave must have been a powerful 190 pounds and his feet were free. He rushed at her and lifted his leg to kick her, she turned aside and the kick only just touched her. On his second attempt she grabbed his leg and he went over backwards. He scrambled to get up but before he could she kicked him square in his large balls. He tried again to get up but she stomped on his shoulder and he fell to the floor again, but she lost her balance and fell with him.. He quickly got her in a scissor hold between his powerful legs. We heard the noise as he squeezed the wind out of her. With her right hand pinned she reached across herself and grabbed his balls with her left hand. He applied more pressure and she almost fainted, but she held in there and with all of her might she dug her nails into the cord connection of his balls. He screamed and his legs fell free from her torso. She let go and he tried to slither away, he didn’t get far, her strong teeth found his left ball and she did what she does best, she bit. His scream was terrible, it even made me cringe. He tried to pull away and she bit harder, he tried to roll over and she bit harder. She got her hand on his other ball, let go with her teeth and said to the crowd, "quiet please, you’ll want to hear this." She bit, he screamed, she bit harder he screamed louder, she bit again and he passed out. She let go again and said to the room, "listen." The room was silent, she bit down and we all heard the POP of his ball exploding. Beth rolled the big man over and to my surprise, she began to suck him off. Another slave was ordered to toss water in his face and he slowly came to. At once he tried to go to a fetal position but Beth wouldn’t let him. Then his soft cock began to harden. I couldn’t believe it. Within a very short time we saw his destroyed sack tighten up. As he began to cum, he again screamed in pain. Despite the pain his big cock spurted stream after stream of blood laden cum. When the last few drops dribbled out she said, "You’re done." She fell to his nutsack and got her teeth around his remaining ball. He pulled away and the ball slid out of her mouth, before he could get another inch she regained her hold and bit. This time she bit again and again, like an animal in feeding frenzy. Blood and ball guts flew everywhere. His last ball just wasn’t there anymore. We finally had to drag her off of him. There was just torn skin and blood between his legs and a big useless cock forward. When we felt Beth was calm enough we let go of her. Before we realized it, she had her mouth around another slaves balls. She bit and tore his nutsack apart. We got her off before she could destroy both balls, but one of them was already history. All of the slaves and all of the "extractors" were called up. Except for one other judge, and me nobody knew who won and who lost. We bent each man over the table with his balls exposed. I went down the line and placed an elastrator band on each man. A set of balls can live a little while in the band, but not for too long. The winner of the biggest load contest was exempt, as was the mistress who drained him.. Each man had a number on him and I had the game results in my hand. I went up to the first man, I bent to his ear and said, "Is it you?" I hefted his balls in my hand and positioned my scalpel near his sack. I could feel his whole body shaking. I brought the scalpel to the soft flesh of his sac and cleanly cut the band off. I said, "it’s not you." The third man in the line cringed as my knife came close to him. Like the others, he was very afraid. I brought my scalpel up to his sack and toyed with the band…then I sliced through the neck of his sack in one swipe. His big balls fell into the stainless steel bowl with the Plopping sound that I love to hear. His balls just lay there in the bowl. I picked them up and hefted them. I reached down with my other hand and touched myself. I shuddered and came right there. The elastrator band stemmed the slave's bleeding and we walked him out of there. As each of the losers was cut, the losing "drainer" was forced to drink a full glass of cum. It was a hard thing for these dominant women. The first woman swallowed in one big gulp, the second got it half way down, choked and spit it all over the slave in front of her. A simple load from a hot cock is usually no big thing to a woman, but a whole glass full is quite another thing. In the end over 20 ounces of thick (Cold) cum were swallowed or choked on. To the women reading this, imagine swallowing a whole glass of cold cum, yuck! One mistress tried to swallow in sips but her glass was made up of very thick and sticky jizz and it stuck together. She had to chug the whole glass at one time. When we got to the last slave, he bolted, even though he is honor bound to give his balls to his mistress. This was a bad thing to do in this group. Several of the women tackled him before he got ten feet. As they struggled to keep him on the ground and bind him, nobody noticed Beth. She dove between his legs and simply bit his nuts off. The slave fainted and Beth calmly spit his two big and bloody balls onto the mat. She was smiling. As part of my deal, all of the severed balls were returned to each slave’s mistress. The party and contest had gone on for most of the day. Beth, myself, Carol and her slave Griffon, went to a local restaurant/bar called, "My Father’s Place." Beth had a very rare steak, almost bloody, (that makes sense for her, with her blood lust.) I had a wonderful stuffed salmon, Carol had a cheeseburger with fries and the slave, Griffon was ordered to stand behind Carol’s chair and watch. (FYI, Griffon still had his balls., at least for now. Lol.) Respectfully submitted, Thecia |