Take My Husband's Balls...Please!

"I know," she said "I've been watching you all night."

"How come I didn't see you then?" I asked.

"I know the owner, and he let's me watch the security monitors in the back occasionally" she answered. Her name was Rebecca.

So we got to talking, drinking, and ended up at her place. I noticed a few pictures at her place that had been put facedown. I asked her who they were. She said "oh, just an ex-boyfriend"

I wasn't bothered. After all, this wouldn't be the first time I'd gotten a woman who needed a night of rebound sex. In the brighter light of her apartment, I could see that her dress was slightly see-through, and that she was wearing a black bra and black panties. Upon closer inspection, the panties were crotchless. In hindsight, I should have taken that as a hint.

She put on some music (a little Smokey Brown and the Miracles), and slowly, seductively slivered out of her see through dress. I could see now that her bra and panties were leather. I also noticed some bondage paraphernalia lying around the bedroom. Didn’t bother me, I'm always up for anything. "Come over here" she said, lying on the bed and gesturing with her index finger. She unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my pants as slowly and sensuously as she had undressed herself.

"My, what a large cock" she said. It was, too. Not so long, but very thick. Then she started eyeing my balls. "Ooh, these are very large too!"

She began playing with them, rolling them in her hand like those metal Chinese balls that are supposed to improve dexterity. She sucked my cock for a while, her hands still kneading my scrotum. Then she laid back and ordered, "Take me!"

Just then a man burst through the door. It was her husband. "What the fuck is going on here?!" he demanded.

"I wanted to get fucked by a real man for a change, Brian!" she yelled. Then she pushed me toward him and said, "Take him Chris!"

I was still a little shocked, so I just kinda followed her orders. I was also still a little drunk, and being just seconds away from her particularly hot looking pussy, I'd probably have fought him anyway. I did notice that he was a little larger than me, but I was still able to pin him down without too much trouble. Rebecca tossed me a pair of handcuffs, some rope, a gag, and some other various restraints, which I applied to him. She gave him a swift kick to the balls, which made me cringe just a little. She then had me drag him to the living room. We moved some furniture to clear space. "What are we doing?" I asked.

"We’re gonna chain him up" she said, pointing to four hooks in the floor which were now visible. "Then we're gonna torture him" she added, with glee.

"I'm not sure I'm up for this" I said.

"Ah, come on," she said playfully "don't be a pussy, or you might not get mine." two of her fingers ever so slightly penetrating her cunt.

"But why?" I asked.

"Never you mind, I have my reasons." by this point that was good enough for me.

We had him tied up pretty securely. His arms and legs were spread wide, and he was stripped completely naked. I'd never had the slightest twinge of a homosexual feeling before, but I had to admit that he had a very hot body. She brought out a tazer and told me to zap him with it. With a little hesitation I did as she asked. I could hear his muffled scream through the ball-gag. His body tensed up, and all his muscles tightened. His cock got hard too, and I think she saw my eyes linger on it. "Go ahead," she said, "touch it. All men have a little bi in them, so why not take this opportunity while it lasts?"

"Nah, I couldn't" I replied sheepishly.

"Sure you can. I'll bet it'll be you first time, won't it?" she said "trust me, you'll like it."

I reached for his dick. It was very warm. I stroked it a little. It was slightly larger than mine, and just as thick. "Suck it. You know you want to" she goaded.

I slowly brought my mouth down over the head of his dick. I let my tongue feel its shape, and slide up and down his frenum. I started massaging the head with my tongue in a way only a man would know how to do. With my right hand I played with his large balls. I was taking the full length of his shaft when I felt Rebecca grab at my own crotch. While I sucked on his dick, she was jacking me off. He came first, and she could tell by my surprised "mmph" as his man-juice hit the back of my throat. She didn't miss a beat in demanding that I not spit it out. "Swish it around in your mouth. Taste every bit" then she came around and locked her lips to mine, tasting some herself. When the kiss ended I still had the giant gob of cum in my mouth. She told me to swallow, and I did. It was great!

I hadn't myself cum yet, and she stopped jerking me when Brian came. My balls were getting awfully blue. She left the room for a few minutes, and I sat there sucking on Brians softening cock, lapping up the remainder of his semen. When she came back she had a box of pins in her hand. She stuck one into Brians left testicle. His body surged, and he tried to scream through the gag again. She stuck in another one, and he surged again. By the third he was just too exhausted to fight it. I could still hear him moan though. And he had gotten hard again. "You try one" she said.

Feeling a little like a traitor to my sex, I pushed it in. it was tougher than I thought it would be, but I did push it all the way through. Brians body surged again, and precum dripped from his cock, which it seemed couldn't get much harder than it already was. "Excellent!" she exclaimed "you have fun with him for awhile. I'll be back."

While she was gone I decided to try something. I rubbed some of his precum around on his dick, rubbed some on my anus, and, squatting, slowly worked his head into my ass. It hurt at first, but then it started feeling good. I slowly descended until his dick was all the way in me. He tried to scream as my butt cheeks brushed against the pins still in his left ball. His sudden surge made it all the more fun. I rode him like this, him bucking every time I squatted all the way down on his dick and me masturbating furiously, until Rebecca got back. She immediately told me to stop jerking myself, but didn't seem to mind that I was riding her bucking bronco, so I continued doing that part until he came inside of me. At least someone was getting some.

She handed me a paper sack. Inside were piercing supplies, a hammer, and a box of quarter-inch thick nails. She straddled Brian, facing his genitals. Her pussy was so low that it was rubbing against his ball gag. She moaned whenever her clit rubbed the ball. She got to piercing his cock in what I now know is a 'Prince Albert' style. While she was doing this she told me to hammer one of the nails through Brians right ball. I did so, but instead of him bucking and trying to scream like before, I just heard a muffled moan. I kept hammering until the head of the nail was flush with the ball. "Ugh" she moaned along with Brian, "keep pounding!"

I did, and his ball puffed around the nail like a pillow does when you poke it with a finger, so that now I was mostly hammering testicle directly. Brian resumed bucking and trying to scream at this point, and Rebecca played with his newly pierced cock. By the time I was ready to deliver the final blow with the hammer, there couldn't have been more than an eighth of an inch between the head of the nail and the floor. I struck, and could tell that his ball had split.

She got up, grabbed a scalpel, and told me to open his sack. I protested that it would be easier to pull his balls out of the sack with the nail and pins removed. She smiled at the fact that I was willing to play ball, so to speak, and preceded to abruptly yank the pins out, and pull the nail out unceremoniously with the claw end of the hammer, all of which made Brian wail in agony. I then cut open his sack. His balls were bruised and bloody, but Rebecca demanded that I suck them clean. After that she took the right ball out of my mouth and put it in hers. She said to chew mine, and she did so as well.

I gnawed on mine, as that was what I assumed she meant, but when his right cord flopped out of her mouth it was clear that she had actually chewed and swallowed his right ball like food! She pointed to her wet cunt and said "if you don't eat your dinner, you can't have any desert." so I fought back my revulsion, and ate his last ball.

She sewed his sack up and told me that I was hers now. I loved the idea, and almost came at the thought of all the twisted things we would do together. I had no idea, for as she came over to straddle me I started to fade out. When I awoke I was tied up in Brians position, with his ball gag in my mouth. "The pins we stuck into Brians right testicle were coated with a powerful tranquilizer," Rebecca told me "so that in consuming his ball you were drugged. Now it's your turn."

With that, I saw Brian looking over me. "You see Chris, Rebecca and I have a very kinky relationship, and we both have had castration fantasies. We both wanted me to be tortured in my balls until they came off, but I also wanted to torture and cut someone myself. Me walking in on you two was all a rouse, and it is in fact me that own the bar she found you at (we both picked you from watching you on the video monitors together)."

"But how come you didn't pass out from the tranquilizers in your ball?" I mumbled through the gag.

He was able to make it out and responded "because I was pumped full of stimulants prior to the torture."

"Now," said Rebecca "it's your turn to experience the same thing Brian did." and with that Brian shoved a pin all the way through my left ball.

Rebecca fucked me all throughout the torture session. I must've cum ten times. With her on top I couldn't see what Brian was doing, but between the sharp, piercing pain, and the dull throbbing pain, it hardly mattered. It was the worst pain I'd ever felt, but still, by the end I was getting off on it. Finally, as Brian was eating my right ball, Rebecca decided to try something else: she stomped on my left ball until it was nothing but pulp. My god the pain, as it slipped out from under her foot each time. I came one final time right then and there.

Now Brian and me are both Rebecca’s slaves. We bathe her, groom her, and take care of the house together. Sometimes she rents us out to her friends for similar slavery, and sometimes for parties where we lick pussies, suck cocks, and get fucked in our asses till we're sore. We both get regular testosterone injections, so we can enjoy fucking her and each other occasionally (and so we can retain our fit bodies). It’s a good life, all in all. Lately though, I've been wanting estrogen instead. Maybe it's all this serving our goddess, but I figure now that I can't be a man, I might want to be a woman. She’s promised me that if I'm good she might even spring for the operation. But before we do that we'll have to "recruit" more eunuch slaves.