I thought now would be a nice time to tell you a little about each one of us. I am 44 years old married with 2 kids out of the house. I am 5' 4" and weigh about 125lbs. I have medium length dark brown hair and I feel I am ordinary looking. I do wear glasses. I am a professional and we own a large farm in the country. Debbie is 39 stands about 5' 7" and weighs about 160 she is an accountant. Debbie has short blonde hair and is quite attractive. Debbie is married and has 2 children a boy and a girl. The boy is in college and the girl in high school. Ruth is about 5' 7" about 165 lbs. and 46 years old. Ruth has medium length straight brown hair. She also is plain looking. Ruth is married and has 3 daughters 1 in college and 2 in high school. Ruth runs a gourmet produce store. Joel is 33 5'5" 110lbs. She has long blonde hair and is considered quite attractive. She is married and has 1 son just starting high school. Joel is a nurse to one of the best female GP’s in town. Katie is 5'9" about 155lbs. 45 years old blonde hair medium length and attractive. Katie is married and has 3 children 1 son out of college 2 daughters one in college and one in high school. Katie has her own aerobic school were she has her classes. And finally Judy who 45 5'6" about 165lbs. long dark hair and looks like her 2 sisters. Judy is married and has 5 children 2 out of school 2 in college and 1 in high school of the 5 children 4 are girls 1 boy and he is the second oldest.

Well Sat. rolled around and Ruth delivered another homeless guy. I had him do some chores around the farm that kept him busy. Near supper time I called him in and suggested that he take a shower and get ready for dinner. I told him that I was having some friends over and they would be here soon. After his shower he came down to eat. All the women had arrived and each had brought there husbands this time. The men were told to go into the rec room in the basement and play cards or whatever and until we called them. Debbie took our drowsy homeless guy upstairs on the pretext of having a little work for him to do. When we got upstairs our guy was half undressed and sitting on the table. He was very groggy now and was having a hard time getting his cloths off. We helped him get naked and with no problem strapped him to the table. Debbie said she was really sorry but she didn’t have time to do any real research and couldn’t come up with any wild ideas so she said that she was just going to go in and remove the testicles the best she could. We all got drinks and sat about talking while waiting for the homeless guy to come around a little. We all agreed that not only the act of cutting off the last guys nuts was exciting but also the pain and the screams were a real turn on. I guess we admitted to ourselves that we were a bit sadistic.

When the homeless guy started questioning what was happening we all got up and gathered around him. Debbie took the scalpel and made the cut from the base of the penis to the bottom of the scrotum. The homeless guy let out a bellow of a scream that I am sure would have been heard throughout a neighborhood if we lived in a city. However being isolated out in the country the way we were we could have been outside and no one would have heard him. With a minimal amount of bleeding Debbie reached into the scrotum and scooped the testicles out. Debbie held the fleshy little balls in her hand and looked at us with a big smile on her face and then squeezed her hand shut. The homeless guy went crazy bucking around on the table and screaming his head off. There was a knock on the door of the room so I went and opened it. There was my husband with a worried look on his face asking if everything was ok. I brought him in the room and all of the color drained from his face as he saw the homeless man strapped to the table. The homeless guy looked at my husband and said, “help me.” My husband looked at me and I said the only way you can help him dear is to take his place! Then Deb can put his balls back and sew up his sac and we will strap you to the table. “No thanks” came rolling out of his mouth almost before I could finish. I said, “Why don’t you go back downstairs and tell the rest of the guys what’s going on and tell them to get ready to take care of there wives because this is making us real horny.” My husband backed out of the room never once taking his eyes off the homeless guy. With my husband out of the way Debbie again closed her hand and squeezed. Again our homeless guy went wild on the table bucking and screaming. I was ready to cream in my pants as I looked at the other women who I could tell was experiencing the same feelings as me. For the next ½ hour Debbie squeezed, twisted, even punched the homeless guys exposed testicles. Once he lost conscience and Joel brought him back around with smelling salts. She gave him a shoot of whiskey and we waited a few minutes until he was fully recovered before Debbie continued. Another 20 minutes of squeezing and slapping those testicles around and it looked like he might pass out again so Debbie simply ripped the testicles out of his body. He did his bucking act and continued it as Debbie cut the rest of the scrotum off and Joel marked another jar as Technique #2 and added his balls to the collection.

We all went after our husbands and had one hell of a gang orgasm. We doped the homeless guy up and Debbie’s husband drove off with him to be delivered to another homeless shelter in a far off city.

It’s Ruth’s turn next and she said that she had some real interesting ideas so I hope you can join us for technique #3 next time.

Love,

MaryJo