I would tell my girlfriend about my castration and humiliation fantasies and she’d immediately love it. Getting very wet just thinking about it. She once kicked me in the balls, only lightly but quite enjoying it I played it up, and instead of apologising and helping me up she laughed. I liked this very much. So when I tell her about my fantasies she stops being quite so frigid and starts to relax about sex and enjoy it a whole lot more. I tell her that I want her to think of me as a man she hates. And that my testicles are my most prized possession, and that her them and humiliating me sexually and removing them would make her feel very powerful. So we devise some role play whereby I’m posing as a rapist who’s broken into her house and crept over to her bed. Slowly removing her night clothes, when she suddenly wakes up and reaches for a pair of scissors on the bedside table. She lunges the scissors at my throat and tells me calmly to get off her. She forces me to take off my clothes and sit on a chair with no seat to it!

She ties me to the chair with my testicles and penis dangling vulnerably below. She then starts to strip first taking off her top and bra revealing her large belly and even larger breasts. Then taking down her sleeping bottoms to show her fat thighs and hairy vagina. At this point my penis becomes erect leaving my testicles to dangle below the chair. She points at my penis and laughs mocking its size and my manliness. As she laughs her breasts and belly jiggle about. I try to struggle but she swiftly kicks my testicles. Laughing even harder at my weakness, her vagina is clearly aroused by the mirth of my genitals and the pain I’m now in as wetness is dribbling down her thighs and her lips are parted. She sits down on the bed and parts her legs mocking and teasing me saying. “Is this what you wanted? Well you’ll never get this. You’ll never get anything like this again” She was playing with herself quite vigorously. I love it when women play with their clits in front of me, and soon I ejaculate.

She cannot help but laugh at my puniness and carries on mocking worse than before. By now I’m thoroughly embarrassed. She quickly finishes off to the thoughts of her being more powerful than I. As she cums I become aroused again cum stilldribbling from my bellend. Now her hair is dishevelled and her large body is glistening with sweat she walks over to me giggling about my penis still. She shoves my face into her breasts then vagina laughing as my penis becomes very hard. Then she moves onto the main event. She picks up the scissors again and lowers herself onto her knees. Looking at the object of her hatred: testicles. The embodiment of man’s power and now she could do what she wanted with them. She reached over and tugged them hard. I squeal and she bursts out laughing again. Then she takes the scissors and cuts them clean off. Scrotum and testicles falling to the fall in a shower of blood. She picks them up and shows them to me. Clearly ecstatic at her new found power.