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My boyfriend and I had such a bad argument it just got worse and worse, he told me he was going to leave me we even started hitting each other. Then I said to him I'm gonna break your balls and he suddenly laughed. It kinda of broke the seriousness of the situation and I think he thought we were going to have some "make-up" sex. I stripped naked and put on my black leather high heeled boots and felt really naughty like I wanted his balls. He was expecting sex but he could tell by my remarks I was going to hurt him first. So he said if you hurt my balls you won't get shagged, just don't overdo it. He thought I was gagging for "make-up" sex but my clit had a different appetite. I felt so turned on by the idea of castrating him. Just the thought of the word had me tingling between my legs. I said I didn't want sex I just wanted to break his balls and I looked at him so mean he changed his mind and left the room and went to his bed.
I looked round and saw a silk head scarf; I rolled it into a rope and walked through to him. He was lying on the bed wearing a tee-shirt and underwear. Unlike Lorena Bobbit I didn't need to get him when he was asleep. I said get your underpants down NOW and he said no. I commanded him get your balls out now, he looked uncertain and and I commanded him again. Amazing he just sheepishly slid his underwear down looking at me as if to say what am I doing. I tightly tied up his balls and cock and then held him cruelly, telling him I was going to castrate him. He asked me about 4 times whether I was really going to castrate him. His erection and balls were big and purple as he was tied really tightly. I slapped his balls with my other hand and he fell groaning. Get up I commanded and struck him much harder. He collapsed in real agony and just clutched his balls moaning. He couldn't get up and said he was really hurt and wanted to be let go, that the "game" was over. I taunted him and said for saying you never loved me and threatening to go back to your parents I'm sending you away with no balls. He started to be really scared. His breath was showing his terror he was hyperventilating, he was really frightened now. He was lying on the bed half hanging by his balls and I had one of my boots pining down. I moved it into his balls trying to get him with the sharpness of the heel but he was wriggling so much I couldn't hurt him. I led him through to the kitchen by his trussed up balls where my big kitchen scissors were. He tried to resist but he would have had his balls pulled off. In the kitchen I kneed him without warning and he fell to the ground. Stretching his balls up with the ligature I castrated the whole unit with the big sharp kitchen scissors while him screamed blue murder. And I flushed his destroyed manhood down the loo so he would have no chance of surgery saving him. When my new man is shagging me and I am struggling to cum I just think what I did and I have powerful orgasms.
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