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Susan could carry up to 12 prisoners in the back of her van. Today she had one. She knew he would be safely trussed upright in one of the 12 small cubicles, wearing only prison shorts and a ball gag to keep his mouth shut. It was a hot day and it was cooler in the back of the large van, which was almost classed as a truck. She decided to take her extended break in the back where it was cooler, because Susan was feeling 'hot'. She didn't know why, it was just one of those days when she felt a little sexy. Maybe she would take a 'peek at the meat'. Susan was wearing her prison guard uniform of tight grey trousers which hugged her pert round bottom, and a white blouse. She wore her red hair short like a boy. She was sporty and fit, her figure was 'just right', a lot of men would say. She was a little nervous as she approached the prisoners cubicle, and unsnapped the big padlock on his door. She swung open the door to reveal the prisoner.
Susan liked what she saw, a tall six foot man, athletic after a lifetime of crime she imagined. There was only a number above him '4573981' - no name, who cares she thought - he's a sex offender. She wanted to take a look at his 'packet' which was filling out his shorts very nicely. He was cuffed and tightly spread-eagled against the wall of the van - he was pretty much helpless she thought and she could do anything she wanted with him. His eyes bulged as he wondered what was going on - he could say nothing with his gag in. Susan eased the shorts down, fortunately the elastic allowed her to do so until the shorts were under his manhood which all hung down vulnerably. She took hold of the cock and gently pulled on it - it was big and heavy. Surprisingly it began to erect - didn't he know where he was going - to the Ravenham Castration facility. She asked him if he knew, he nodded, but the cock kept growing in her hand. Suddenly it was fully erect and throbbing and almost touching her! God, it seemed so huge! She asked if he knew that it was probably his last erection, he nodded with a pained expression. She continued to tell him that the girls at Ravenham were known for being very cruel indeed and that any sign of erections before the castration would bring Dr Lucy Curtiss herself down on them. She knew how to deal with hard-ons in ways as cruel as only a Doctor knows.... She was turning herself on now, and sank to her knees and began licking at the big flesh lollipop. It jerked and twitched and the purplish head grew shiny and hard. Susan took the head into her hot mouth to hold it while she took off her blouse and then her bra. The prisoner stared at the pert lily white mounds bouncing this way and that as she did so. She stood up taking care to let one of her mounds push against his straining rod , causing it to waggle to her amusement. She then proceeded to drop her uniform trousers and then her tiny white knickers to reveal her shaven sex lips! Nearly all the girls shaved these days - it was a fashion thing. He could tell she was excited down there and he could smell it too - she smelt of sex! She stepped out of her trousers to appear totally naked before him, then turned around to present her perfect pert white bottom to his gaze. She gripped the door frame and then pushed her bottom up against his throbbing cock so that it went upover between her bottom cheeks - in the groove without penetrating her in any way. Susan loved to tease almost more than sex itself. She started to frig herself while his hard-on was jostled between her perfect cheeks. As she did so she asked him how it felt to know that he was going to his castration soon, and that SHE was taking him there. He could only moan in reply. Feelings of erotic power swept through her. She alternated her position by allowing his cock to go between her legs so that it projected out immediately below her now very wet pussy, occasionally closing her thighs to 'trap it' there - like an animal caught in a snare. An animal that wants to be caught. She grabbed at the balls and told him she would like to castrate him herself, 'right then and there'. She noted that the cock just seemed to get harder and bigger than ever if that was possible. At one point, with his cock between her cheeks, she threatened to pull his balls clean off - stretching them out as she said so. She played with him for quite some time, occasionally kneeling down again, and threatening to bite his balls off - then taking them into her mouth to reinforce her threat. It was quite a sight, his balls in her mouth, her eyes looking up into his - and his massive cock throbbing above her face. She even took his cock into her mouth after threatening to bite off his 'Bobby's Helmet' as she called his plum. He could feel her teeth behind his plum as her tongue lapped at it teasingly and he felt he could come anytime soon - only his fear stopped him. Susan was close to her crescendo herself. She wanted to fuck him there and then against the wall of his cubicle - but no way was she going to let a sex-offender fuck her!! She slid up his body and keeping his cock upover and unable to penetrate her, pushed her hot slippery sex-lips against his hard-on and worked herself on him like that. She was getting off on teasing him as well, and she wanted to tease the fuck out of this bastard before he got 'nutted' by the girls at Ravenham. She let the big cock slip down and let his bulging plum press up against her very 'entrance'. She worked him there, it felt so good. "God, I'd love to let you in you bastard, but I'm not going to let you, you filthy sex-offender bastard. I'm going to enjoy dropping you off at Ravenham, and I'm going to enjoy knowing they're going to cut your balls clean off.!" Susan was working herself up to coming. All the while the prisoner's cock head was being jostled against her hot honeyed entrance, at such an angle that penetration was impossible - though it was if she was trying to force his cock-head into her - and it was almost painful to him. Her breasts kept pushing against his chest, her excited nipples stabbing at him insistently. Suddenly and without warning, he shot massively against the very entrance of her femininity. She reacted with amazing speed. "NO!" she exclaimed, quickly pulling away as another gout of his come lashed against her hot sex-lips. Her actions were fast and decisive, driven by two things. She was horrified that this vermin sex-offender dared to come on her, and also by the fact that her orgasm had been denied! As she moved away his cock sprang back up, and she grabbed his shorts and pulled them away exposing his balls fully as she moved her knee between his helplessly spread legs. In those moments he knew what was going to happen - but he was still coming! He watched her pert white breasts bouncing as she positioned herself - and another thick hot gout of come jerked against her flat stomach as her athletic young body delivered a sudden body jarring knee to his unprotected testicles. "Gnnnnnnhhhh!" he roared into his gag. Again and again she knee'd those balls - realising only later that she'd had a small come as she did so. She then held the cock up against his stomach, and even while it was still hard and erect and drooling come - she punched it with her fist again and again and again! When Susan had regained her composure, she cleaned up the come - on her most private parts, her stomach, hands and even the floor of the cubicle, pulled up the prisoners shorts over his battered manhood and decided that she would 'come clean' when she arrived at Ravenham. She decided that she would say that the prisoner had been making a lot of noise in the back and that she gone to see 'what his problem was'. She decided to say that she had been angry to see that he was 'obviously excited' by her and had lost control and knocked him around a little. She couldn't say nothing - that was for sure - and she had to hope this wouldn't jepoardise her job. Postscript:- Dr Lucy Curtiss spoke to Susan at the Ravenham Castration facility and not only excused Susan's behaviour, but recognising a sadist when she saw one, and invited her to watch the prisoner's castration! Dr Curtiss, an attractive woman in her 30's decided to give Susan 'a show' - watch her reaction and if suitable she would offer her a job at Ravenham. Dr Curtiss made excuses for Susan at the Prison and invited her to lunch before the castration. Susan was plied with wine, while the prisoner was allowed to recuperate and given cocktails of drugs to ensure a good recovery and 'performance'. When Susan was taken into the castration chamber, she was shocked to see the prisoner tied spread-eagled on a table, surrounded by young women in a rather erotic looking uniform including tight-fitting hot-pants, whilst the prisoner sported his now familiar massive hard-on. One of the girls blurted out quite melodramatically, "I'm sorry Dr Curtiss, he got an erection and we couldn't stop it. We've tried cold water." It was a charade of course - the cocktail of aphrodisiacs had ensured his erection would stay strong and hard. Susan watched as Dr Curtiss moved between the prisoners legs and stood with her hands on her hips and looked over her glasses at the erection which seemed even bigger and harder than she had seen it in the back of the van! Susan swore that she saw a glimpse of naked flesh between the buttons of the white Doctor's coat. Susan also noted that the prisoner had been shaved and his balls had been tied up and that a steel bowl lay between his spread legs. The balls were tightly tied and seemed shiny with the tightness of the bonds. Dr Curtiss seemed to be reprimanding the very cock itself as she lectured the prisoner on his erection and how she would not stand for it, and that she knew what to do about erections, that he wouldn't like it and so on. Susan was shocked when Dr Curtiss got onto the table and straddled the prisoner in a very commanding posture, with her arms either side of him and stared into his eyes. His erection seemed to have disappeared under her Doctor's coat and if she were naked it would undoubtedly have been touching her womanhood directly.... She repeated her threats, "Do you know what I am capable of, and do you know what I will do to you if you insist on being erect in my facility!" Susan knew now that this was more than a castration, this was a game of power and she wanted in on it. She saw Dr Curtiss rise and knew that something was happening, WAS he going into her! She couldn't see everything, girls were in the way, her Doctor's coat covered the 'action'. The pair stiffened, the man's eyes bulged. Dr Curtiss continued her threats, "I could have your balls taken now! Clarissa!" A lovely girl of no more than 19 moved forward with a pair of scissors and the man stiffened again as he felt cold steel around his balls. Dr Curtiss held up her hand, "If my hand drops, then so do your balls - into the bowl. Get the cock down or I'll make it go down, and by God man you're not going to like it!" With that Dr Curtiss seemed to stiffen again, she exhaled slightly - had she come? "It's OK Clarissa," she said and Clarissa moved the scissors away. Dr Curtiss seemed to 'disengage' herself and moved back onto his legs. Susan now noted an unmistakeable wet sheen on the reddenened cock which jutted up rock hard! Dr Curtiss continued, "The reason you are erect is because you want to come - but if you dare to come in MY PRESENCE your punishment will be extreme prisoner. Do I make myself clear. Ladies!" At her command, the eight girls in the chamber took off their tops to reveal a variety of naked breasts! Large, small, pert - but all sexy to the prisoner's drugged condition - which left him in a surreal sexual state, completely unable to grasp his situation. Susan felt obliged to follow suit, what a day this was turning out to be. Dr Curtiss asked Angela to bring her a Number 17 tool. Susan couldn't see what it was. Then she asked another girl called Patricia to take the prisoner 'in hand'. Patricia had very large full breasts for a young woman in her only her early 20's. To be taken 'in hand' was code, Susan saw what it was when Patricia started to jack him! All the while her big breasts bounced very close to the straining organ as Dr Curtiss warned him not to stay erect, and certainly NOT to come. He was surrounded by a sea of breasts as the girls crowded in to see, including their guest Susan. There was a smell of sex in the room and the sound of the prisoner moaning into his gag. Two of the girls pushed his head up, so he could see everything, their breasts rested on his head. He started to moan more in that sea of woman-flesh. Dr Curtiss warned him, "Don't you dare, don't you dare!" whilst at the same time she opened her Doctor's coat to reveal her nakedness! The prisoner saw her full breasts and her fashionably shaven sex-lips, fuller and more womanly than Susan's. He also saw what appeared to be a electric surgical saw in her right hand! Had the prisoner not been gagged he would have begged and begged for mercy just then, yet Dr Curtiss had warned him and she was not a woman of mercy - she was a man-hating sadist and he was a sex-offender who was going to get his just desserts! It was too late for the prisoner, he moaned again and then shot an almighty jerk of come into the air which landed on Patricia's very large breasts, to the accompaniement of delighted shrieks from many of the girls. Dr Curtiss said simply, "How DARE you!" Her hand quickly replaced Patricia's on the ejaculating erection, she pressed the start button on the electric saw which buzzed to life and placed it above the prisoner's jerking plum - he was even coming onto the saw blade! Susan's mouth was open, but not with horror - she wanted this to happen - he was a sex-offender and it was right. Dr Curtiss pushed the electric saw down onto the plum and pushed into it. She was slicing the whole cock in half from the top to the bottom. It actually fell apart in two halves, still twitching and trying to come still. Susan wondered if she was imagining it. She watched as Dr Curtiss then cut it all off at the base and Patricia stemmed the blood flow, and then Dr Curtiss sawed his balls completely off as Angela pulled on them. Susan fainted at the same time as the prisoner, and awoke to see Dr Curtiss. "Do you want the job?" she later asked. "Oh yes!" came Susan's reply.
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