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The weekend arrived and at Emily's flat Karen told her that she had a perfect man lined up for Monday evening - strong, fit and handsome, and very highly sexed. Karen informed Emily that she had kept the man back in the roster for over a week, during which time she had raised him to a highly charged state. This had included bare-breasted masturbation with 'denial'as well as frequent penis slapping. She had also sat on the man's face until he had struggled to breath under her knickered bottom - during which time she had noticed that his erection had become harder as he struggled for air. On a later occasion she had sat on his erection so that it lodged between her knickered cheeks - taunting him that he must be craving 'unnatural sex' to be so excited with his penis where it was - gently undulating her bottom as she spoke. To add emphasis she had raised her bottom and placed his erection behind her - pulling at her knickers and actually placing his erect penis inside and against her bare bottom until it touched her divide, which was slightly moist and humid. She had let the knickers go, the elastic springing back to trap his now rock hard organ. "Is this the kind of unnatural act you desire?" she said reaching for his throat, "I should strangle you here and now - sex like that was never mean't to be - and men like you should be eradicated once and for all." She had reached back, and finding his balls had squeezed them very hard to 'teach him a lesson'. Karen had a normal relationship with her boyfriend outside of work, and genuinely did not approve of anal sex.
Emily was becoming highly aroused by Karen's accounts and felt she could hardly wait to play with this man-toy. The plan was to put the gelding off until late in the day - due to 'administrative work' after which Karen (as the senior nurse) would allow the others an 'early knock-off' - insisting that her and Emily could manage on their own - after that with the doors locked they could have all night to geld the man. Emily hadn't decided if she was going to try having full sex with the man - but they would have some fun with him in any case - after wich Karen would be able to perform her first castration. Karen also showed Emily something which would 'spice up' the gelding - a surgical clamp. The steel tongs gave the user extra leverage - and were almost like a pair of 'nut-crackers' - which was just how Karen intended to use them. Just before she took his balls she had decided to quell his lust by clamping his testicles and actually crushing them fully in the device. Her suspicions were correct - Emily was enthralled by the idea. Monday was a long day for Karen and Emily, but it was as early as 4.30pm when Karen 'generously' let the other nurses go - despite many offers of assistance with the delayed gelding. Karen breathed a sigh of relief as Brenda - the blonde nurse in her early 30's finally left. She headed straight for the man she had lined up specially, gagged and strapped on his trolley. Moving the trolley on her own was effortless - she was a fit and strong woman despite her comely feminine figure in any case. As she pushed the trolley out of the Sex Offender ward towards the corridor leading to the gelding wing she began her taunts. "Guess where you're going lover-boy - it's time for your treatment" - she was pleased to see that her sensuous tones and warm breath on his naked body were beginning to have an effect already. "Getting a hard-on isn't going to help you - nor is staring at my breasts you dirty sex-offender." The journey along the corridor was a long one for Evans - he was in a highly charged sexual state and his real fear was mixed with the worst lust he had ever known - which almost overcame his dread fear. Evans was a very highly sexed man - his desire to see his temptress unveiled was enormous - yet his desire to keep his balls and his sex life was equally enormous - he couldn't quite come to terms with the reality of it and somehow sub-consciously believed that it just couldn't happen, that these nurses, these sexy feminine nurses just couldn't do what they apparently did to men - perhaps he would be shown mercy - perhaps that was why he had been so obviously 'kept back' while other men went before him. Evans retreated into a fantasy world of hope and denial. The gelding theatre doors swung open and Evans was dazzled by the lights - then suddenly he saw her - "My God! She's virtually a child", he thought, "a school girl in a white medical uniform." Her figure was slim but fit - a trolley was next to her with shiny steel bowls and instruments - glinting under the lights. His trolley was an engineering marvel - with slick winders it was easily adjusted in many ways - as he was pushed inexorably towards the girl Karen was operating a winder which was splitting the bottom of the trolley such that his legs rapidly became splayed wide. He was finally positioned before the motionless girl such that his legs were either side of her - his genitals suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable - but his excitement remained. He stared at her pretty face - her captivating blue eyes and contrasting black hair - suddenly her face broke into a nervous grin, betraying her youth. "Karen, you're a genius - what do we do next?" Evans just could not believe this situation - he could be castrated at any moment - by a virtual child - and there he was with a great big crude erection, throbbing in front of her. She looked intently at it - he was an attractive man and his manhood was the largest her young eyes had seen to date - also his balls were very big - full of come she mused to herself. "Go ahead - feel it", Karen interjected. "You can do what you want." Emily's small feminine hand reached for it - and began gripping it, feeling all around the man's sexual parts - looking at the plum, squeezing it, whilst her other hand felt the weight of his balls. Evans was beside himself - he wanted the sensations to go on forever. As Emily hefted his huge balls, she wondered to herself if whether they would even go in Karen's surgical clamp to be crushed utterly for Karen's amusement and sexual curiousity. Karen interrupted Emily's thoughts "Emily, there's no-one around -why don't we give ourselves more freedom - lets get out of these starchy uniforms - let the creep see us in our knickers and bra's - I've got some ideas." Emily was wrapped up in her own activities at that moment, her inexperienced hands were trying to point the column downwards towards his feet - Evans was grunting with pain through his gag - but Emily's hand was insistent. She was watching his face as she pulled against the erection's natural position - she wondered if she would damage it. Evan's extreme hardness fought against the girl's tight fist - but it was losing. "My God, she's going to ruin me - she's going to damage my cock" - his mind raced. With Karen's words Emily let go and watched the erection spring back - waggling obscenely. She cruelly felt she would like to hurt the erection - to do unspeakable things to it with clamps and scissors - to teach it a lesson, to destroy it utterly. Emily silently nodded to Karen, her passions inflaming - she began unbuttoning her uniform as the man stared at her. Evan's eyes flicked between the two females as flesh came into view. Evan's thoughts raced, "Oh my God, the little pert breasts on the young one - in a white school-girl bra." The other woman revealed a superb pair of full womanly but shapely thighs. He could discern the swell of her womanhood and even the outline of her vaginal lips. Glancing across, his eyes met the white-knickered young girl - her slim girlish hips were a contrast - with her very flat belly - but he swore he could also see the shape of her less mature womanhood beneath her very tight knickers. Evans became light-heeaded with lust - his penis twitched. Karen spoke, "Emily I'm going to sit on him - watch his cock - they get harder when they struggle for breath. Right boy, let's see what you've got - I want you harder than you've ever been". With that she turned so that Evans could see her bottom - it was the nicest bum he'd ever seen - his mouth was dry. Having let Evans see her gorgeous womanly bottom, Karen began mounting the trolley. Time seemed to slow down for Evans as his vista began filling with fantastic sights - Karen's breasts hanging over his features, her full womanly thighs opening to reveal her bulging pudenda inches from his sweating face - the expanse of flesh and then the smell of woman, aroused woman. His vision was filled with her magnificent buttocks, her white knickers sheathing their jutting fullness tightly as she slowly lowered herself onto his face. Evans felt her very core press itself to his lips as his nose lodged into the deep chasm of her buttocks - her smell pungent and sweaty with a hint of urine - but nothing was too crude for Evans's sex-obsessed senses - his penis jerked strongly to Karen's delight. Evan's gag restricted his breathing somewhat in any case, as things were now his breathing was almost impossible - and then Karen pushed herself down. Evans was no longer able to breath - he felt fear - yet was conscious of his violent swelling, and the feminine eyes 'examining' it. "God, look at him Emily - he's built like a horse," breathed Karen. Emily could not take her eyes off the sight - her sex was very wet now. As the pair watched the man's increasingly desperate struggles Emily exclaimed "I want to sit on it" to which Karen simply motioned her up with her hand. At the same time Karen lifted her buttocks slightly to allow the sex-offender some life-giving air - she watched his chest swell with air and his thrashing slow. Leaning forward she pulled on the straps around the man's muscular thighs and his belly so that he wouldn't be able to push his manhood against Emily's youthful private-parts - his erection was to become a dildo of flesh and blood. Evans had for some moments lost all recognition of the world around him except for his desperate need for air and the fear that Karen was really going to smother him to death. His senses were returning when he realised his vision was filled with an extreme close-up of this woman's knickered femininity as she pulled on his straps, stray pubic hairs visible at the edge of her thin white crotch covering - but also his extreme hardness. He was conscious of the young girl climbing aboard the gelding trolley and her legs either side of him - then suddenly his penis head felt cotton as it brushed her knickers. He was suddenly aware that his straps were tight such that he had no movement - his penis could only waggle as it bounced off Emily's tightly knickered crotch. She crudely pressed her crotch against the big hard-on, pushing it down towards his stomach - breathing heavily through her nose. It's hardness resisted her slightly but not nearly as much as when she had tried to bend it the other way towards his feet. She began to rub herself on it's underside. "Emily be careful!" Karen warned her. Emily paused, "What, can he make me pregnant?" she queried. "No, his seed's harmless after the male pill but I want him hard when I do him and I think you'll make him come if you're not careful - look at it throbbing!" Evans was indeed on a fine trigger. "Wait a second Emily I'd better slow him down a bit", she said as she swung her leg over Evan's features, and clambering down walked round to his groin. Evans wished she would sit on his face for all time - and watched feverishly as his eyes followed her full rolling buttocks around to the end of the gelding trolley. He suddenly felt great apprehension, realising that she could be about to 'do him' as he felt her fingers reach shamelessly under Emily's pert round bottom to grip his big balls. He felt her suddenly twist and squeeze his balls sharply "MMMMM!" groaned Evans in pain as his lust receded temporarily. Emily almost croaked, "I've got to put him in me." Continued in Part 4.
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