My name is Thecia, I’m an engineer and I am also an underground cutter on the side. I’ve nutted well over 100 men in the seven or so years that I’ve been doing this.

Over the years.

I’ve met many people because of my avocation. Some from the stories I write and some from my cutting.

One guy, I’ll call him Richard, has been begging me for years to take his balls off. As I feel with most men who have this desire, I believed he was fantasizing. After a particularly long month of begging e-mails, I decided to teach him a lesson, I arraigned for a de-balling party.

I invited all the women that I know that have a perversion. Betty and Beth, both biters, my friends Lesli and Jill, two other cutters, Marisa from Ill and Jill from NY. I also invited several slave owning dommes, including my friend Linda who had just removed the balls from her main slave Griffon. In all there were twelve women, none of whom had a problem with lopping off a nice set of balls.

I called Richard and told him that we were having a mixer with some hot women and a few specially invited men. He was overjoyed that he had been invited and promised to come. What he didn’t’ know is that he would come and also cum, but for the last time.

I had three scheduled nuttings and because they were paying customers I gave them the option of playing the game at the party or being nutted privately. They all opted for the party. There were three other slaves who were slated to lose their balls by order of their mistresses. Linda even threw in her new intact slave just to make it interesting. Linda usually “used” her new slaves for a year or two before hacking off their nutsacks. This time she would just have to recruit a new one for her sexual pleasure. There were also three or four intact slaves who would be allowed to wager (or rather their domes would be allowed to wager) their balls in the games.

Richard arrived at 9 PM he was the last one there. All of the men were naked and most had ball collars and leashes. Linda’s new slave didn’t’ need a collar as he had a neat gold ring through his scrotum that the leash fastened to securely

Linda and Jill (Jill my friend, not the cutter) greeted him, both women are knockouts and he was reeled in at once. Jill suggested he take his clothes off, when he adamantly protested, Jill and Linda simply subdued him while Marisa and Betty stripped him. They held him on the ground while he was fitted with a choke chain ball collar and a pink leash. I told him that he wouldn’t be harmed (I lied) and it was all part of the fantasy.

The first game was a cum contest. Each candidate would have a woman work on him and the first man to cum would lose his balls. Not a simple cutting either, Betty would take care of the job. Remember Betty is a biter, she even wrote a book on cock and ball biting. (Really, it’s on Amazon, “The Adventures of Betty Johnson”.)

The men were lined up and each woman began the teasing. Marisa drew Richard and before the second stroke of his big cock he shot a huge load across the room. As I was the referee I disqualified him. (Mostly because I wanted to play with him more before his nice testicles fell to the floor.)

One of the already condemned slaves shot his load next. Not a distance shot but a lot of cum just pulsed out onto Jill’s hand.

Betty approached him and said “Good job sailor.” She had a scalpel in her hand as though she were going to do a surgical job on him. She cupped his balls in her hand as if to inspect them, then without warning she shoved the whole sack in her mouth and bit. The slave screamed but his hands were restrained and Betty didn’t seem to notice the scream. She twisted and pulled, she made a noise like a wild animal as she finally ripped the tough skin of the mans scrotum from his body. The cords popped one at a time until his whole manhood was ripped off into her mouth. I heard the balls pop one at a time under her strong teeth until her mouth was overflowing with ball guts. She chewed them like a dog eats a hamburger until they were just gone. Her face looked like a horror movie, blood and ball mush running down her chin. The slave lay on the floor still screaming.

The next game was my favorite, the ball ring tug. The contestants were secured to each other by their balls and the first to pull the other out of the ring wins, the loser has his balls hacked off. Linda’s slave would only have to play once, the others would play until there was only one left. He would get to keep his nuts. (Yeah! Right!)

The first set of men were Linda’s slave and one of my clients who really had nothing to lose as his balls were already doomed. Linda’s slave (she called him Gargoyle) had an impressive package, as did all of Linda’s “service” slaves. He had at least an 8 inch cock and beautiful orange sized balls, his opponent had normal equipment, maybe a 5-6 incher and average balls. The contest went on for quite some time with each man gaining and losing alternately. Using a tactic that I had never seen before, Gargoyle backed up causing slack in the rope and quickly shot ahead in an effort to shock the win. The client screamed and fell to the floor in pain, but Gargoyle seemed to have faired much worse. The impact of the powerful thrust actually ripped the huge nuts from his body. His groin was a horrible bloody mess and his big balls were just lying in the center of the ring, still tethered to the rope. My client had ruptured both of his nuts in the process so I dispatched them with my scalpel. There were now six beautiful nuts in jars.

The contest continued for well over an hour. One by one the contestants lost their baby makers and the ball jars filled.

As luck would have it, Richard was in the last contest, there were only two sets of un-severed balls in the room and one of them would come off at the end of this game.

Several times each man had dragged the other to the edge of the ring, but after 20 minutes nobody had scored.

Finally the poor slave was inched over the line by Richard. The slave was restrained and Beth went after him. Unlike Betty, Beth bit cleanly. The man’s balls were severed and she spit each one out onto the floor. It must be very painful as the man screamed like a banshee.

I kneeled next to Richard and told him that he had won and would get to keep his balls. I massaged his poor swollen nuts and consoled him. He was smiling and had his eyes closed when, without warning, I closed my sterilized garden shears around the top of his nutsack. The entire sack fell to the ground and the big nuts rolled onto the hardwood floor. We had now harvested every ball in the room.

The two Jills, Marissa, Linda and I went to a local diner afterward. Nutting seems to make women hungry. Both Jills and I had chicken Florentine, nicely cooked in butter and stuffed with spinach. The other girls had roast beef wraps with French fries.

We gave all the severed nuts to Marisa for her collection.

Respectfully Submitted,

Thecia