My name is Thecia, I’m a 31 year old “Cutter.” I’ve been doing this for about seven years now and I’ve harvested around 70 sets, sixty of which are in little peanut butter jars stored at my clinic in Mexico.

One of my problems is that I’ve always got a waiting list. There are hundreds of men who want and need my services.

On the advice of my friend and mentor “Digger,” I decided to do a mass nutting. This should clear a lot of the backlog.

We spoke with the men or in some cases the Mistresses of the men on the waiting list. We interviewed each one in depth. Of the 32 candidates, 28 were willing to be cut in this way and the other four would remain on the waiting list.

There were four slaves, fourteen gays, one child molester and nine others. One guy even wanted a further discount as he only had one ball (he didn’t get the discount.)

Once my fee was paid there were no refunds and once at the clinic in Mexico there was no turning back, they would be cut.

For this mass cutting I discounted my fee from the usual $3000. to $2500. This would still bring in $70,000 the net would be nearly $65,000 after expenses.

We collected the fee in Dallas and all 28 men and their escorts boarded a bus. They would enter Mexico as tourists.

The waiting room in the little clinic only held about ten people, so we had the remainder stay on the air conditioned bus.

Digger and my friend Jill were with me to assist. Jill would “drain” any that wanted it and didn’t have a partner to do it for them. We decided to cut ten at a time, almost in production line style.

The first line up was ready, it looked like a show and tell about different packages. Some had big balls and little dicks and so on up and down the spectrum.

The partners began to bring their guys to orgasm, while Jill worked on a couple of them. She mostly jerked them off, but one guy sported an eight or nine incher, that one she gave personal service. She worked it until it was very hard and she popped the huge head into her mouth. While I watched in disbelief she deep throated that monster. It only took her a minute or two, as she pulled gently down on his huge balls he began to spurt. She usually spits while draining men, but this one she swallowed, getting every drop.

The first two were slaves and I had promised (and been paid extra for) to cut their nutsacks too and have them tanned into change purses. This required the double banding method. I slipped the elastrator over the first set and heard the band snap tight, a second band was popped on just slightly higher than the first. While this method is riskier, it is a lot easier than the surgical way. A simple sterile garden shear was my weapon of choice. As his mistress brings the slave to orgasm I watch for the second cum stream and bring the handles of the shear together. The banded sack with it’s cargo of once virile balls makes an audible PLOP as it falls into the stainless steel bowl. I almost came when I heard that noise.

The second one was routine except that the sheared set hit the edge of the bowl with a clang and rolled away on the floor. I almost came when that happened too.

From then on it was uneventful until the second guy in the second group of ten. He was a gay, albeit a muscular one. As I began to slice the side of his scrotum he pulled on his restraints and cried, “NO ! I don’t want it, stop, stop.” I told him that it was too late. With that he kicked me in the side so hard that I fell to the floor. As I’ve said before, “Never piss off a cutter.” Jill and Digger each tackled one of his legs. I grabbed his large balls, pulled down hard and chopped the whole sack off, balls and all. In less than three seconds he went from bull to steer. His bravado evaporated when his gonads hit the floor.

The only other out of the ordinary one was the molester. While I admired him for sacrificing his balls to stop his horrid behavior, I still wanted to make sure that there was no way he would ever hurt another kid. I simply drove a pointed scalpel into his “taint” and cut the nerve to his prostate. No more erections, ever!

When the last eight were restrained, Jill, one mistress and a couple of gay partners went in to release each mans last load. The second guy in line was another “hung” one. He had a huge cock and equally large balls. When I walked in, Jill, Imp that she is, was bent over and impaling herself on the huge member. The thick shaft glistened from her ample juices and when he came a great amount of thick rich cum poured from her jizz soaked pussy, so much for safe sex.

By the end of the day we had preserved fifty five (one guy only had one) testicles and three scrotums. This would bring my locker full of nuts to around a hundred sets. We filled and packed the nutsacks in salt to be ready for the tanner. They will make great change purses.

After cutting fifty five baby makers, my jeans were actually wet with desire and when I cut the last set I did finally cum. Somehow nutting a man gives a woman a wonderful feeling of power. I was horny as hell and was certainly looking forward to getting back to my fuck buddy in Dallas.

We left the clients at the inn near the clinic to start their recovery. Jill, Digger and I drove over the border to Eagle Pass for dinner. Digger knew a fine place on North Adams Street called Mr. Carter. I had Maryland crab cakes with a side of sweet potato fries and Jill and Digger both had the prime rib special. Nutting always makes me hungry.

Respectfully Submitted,

Thecia