My name is Thecia and I’m a 31 year old engineer, but my avocation is that of an underground cutter. I started about seven years ago, working through a tattoo parlor in Dallas. I pretty much only work in Mexico now. My clients are glad to travel for the service.

On an engineering job in Dixon, IL, I had occasion to have breakfast in a place called Bubba’s Breakfast Club. The waitress, Mary, was friendly and over the next few days I got to know her pretty well. One Wednesday morning she was less than chipper. She had obvious swelling of the eyes as though she had been crying. I asked her what was wrong but she just said that she was OK and nothing was wrong.

It was the end of her shift and she walked out just before I did. As I got to my car she was in her car crying. Again I asked her if I could help, again she said, “No, it’s OK.” I leaned in the window and told her that it couldn’t be that bad. That is when she broke down and sobbed to me the story of her abusive husband. His name was Slade, he was six foot five and almost three hundred pounds. It seems that he would often come home drunk and rape her. The rape would usually include a beating and forced butt fucking. She refused to call the police as he swore that he would, “snap her like a twig and throw her body in the river.”

My friend, Dr. Pann runs a woman’s help group and this was her kind of thing. I called Dr. Pann and told her the story. She offered her help without hesitation. She had my sometime assistant Jill flown up from Dallas.

The following Friday night we got to the house at around 11:00 pm. Jill stayed across the street in the rental car and I, wearing a reddish wig took Mary’s place in their bed. I had Mary take a night shift at the diner so that she had an alibi. True to form Slade came in around 1:30 AM. The door slammed and he messed around in the bathroom for a few minutes. I heard the bedroom door open and through the opening in the covers I saw him. He was truly a mountain of a man. He was naked with his huge package leading the way. His cock had to be nine or ten inches and each ball was the size of a large lemon. I held my taser close to my chest and waited. Without warning his big paw slammed into me as he said, “Move over woman.” The force of the blow knocked me onto the floor and I heard my taser clatter under the bed. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back onto the bed. At that point he looked at me and said, “Who the fuck are you?” He tore my tee shirt off and went on, “It don’t matter who you are, you’re my pussy meat now.” I don’t know how I lost control of the situation, but I did. I was terrified. He reached down and grabbed my crotch, I felt his big index finger enter my vagina and he actually lifted me with his finger like a bowling ball.

He grabbed my hair and pointed the business end of that huge cock at my mouth. His other hand slapped me across the face as he said, “Suck bitch.”

I opened my mouth to receive the inevitable, as his cock was less than an inch from my lips, I heard him scream and fall to the floor. Jill had saved my bacon again. Literally saved my bacon, I thought of that huge cock and my poor virgin butt hole. Her 50,000 volt taser had dropped Slade to the floor like a rock.

We helped him to the bed, he still couldn’t stand by himself. I quickly tied each huge arm and each leg to the bed frame. I usually use a single ¼ inch nylon clothesline but this time I doubled the ropes. He fought but to no avail, at one point I thought that the bed frame was going to fail so Jill hit him again with the smaller stun gun. He stopped struggling. All the while he screamed things like, “you fucking cunts, I’m going to crush you and stomp you into the ground” and “I’m gonna rip your tits off and make you eat them.”

I smiled and took his right ball in my hand (my hand was too small to hold both) and squeezed as hard as I could. He screamed and a tear came to his eye, he stopped cursing.

Jill forced a ball gag into his mouth and I began. I didn’t bother to shave him, I just washed the area in betadine solution and cut. His nutsack was one of the biggest I’d ever seen and I wasn’t going to waste it by leaving it attached to him. I cut around the sack and pulled it off from around his big nuts. They hung there for the first time in the open air and naked. He was struggling again so I squeezed his right nut again, this time without its protective scrotum. That stopped the struggle. It was time for my talk.

I looked him in the eye and said, “Well, big man, I understand you like to beat women, does it make you feel like a real man. Not to worry, you won’t be a “man” much longer.”

Jill decided to show him what he would be missing. She used one of my velvet gloves and began to stroke his huge meat pole. Despite his pain, his big dick rose to the occasion. After a few minutes his nuts tightened up (a funny sight w/out his sack) and pre cum was flowing. The first spurt of real cum flew across the room, away from Jill and I, she had pointed it that way. The second and third also shot away from us, the next ones dribbled down his cock and glazed the balls that it had come from. While he was still cumming, using surgical shears, I snipped the oversized nuts from his body. His near white cum turned pink from the blood, but it spurted for another few seconds.

There is a trick that I save for rapists and the like, I selected a pointed scalpel and piercing his taint, I cut the nerves to his prostate gland. His big cock would never get hard again, hormones or not.

We left him tied there. I stemmed the bleeding so he would bleed out and we went on our merry way.

We didn’t need help from Dr. Pann but it was nice to know that she was there for us.

Jill's flight wouldn’t leave until the next day, she would stay in my hotel room with me.

We drove south of town to a truck stop on the interstate where I had eggs benedict (with the Canadian bacon replaced with corned beef hash) and Jill had a Mexican omelet with a side of grits. For some reason, unknown to me, I get very hungry when I lop off human balls.

By the way, Slade’s nutbag is now a large change purse.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia