My name is Thecia. I’m a 31 year old underground cutter. I’ve been de-balling men for years now and I’ve removed well over 100 sets. I enjoy it and I’m good at it. I’m also an engineer and work for a consulting company and through them I work for big oil companies.

I had just come back from a trip to Mexico where I had removed four balls from two paying clients. I flew directly into Newark to go to my consulting job in NJ. The main office in Dallas called me and directed me to meet up with an engineer from Philadelphia and drive there with him. I had to go to the plant, see the problem and design a fix for it.

He was a good looking kid (about 25 years old) about 5’9” and slightly built. He picked me up in a company owned pickup truck. The ride was pleasant with light conversation until he got a little too deep in his life for someone you just met. He told me about his wife, his kid and his girlfriend. About halfway down the NJ turnpike I noticed a bulge in his khaki pants. I thought to myself, “What kind of idiot stuffs his pants with socks in this day and age.” His conversation got even more blue, he told me how his girlfriend loved him for his, “Big equipment,” And how his wife could never take it all. Way more than I needed to know. I didn’t answer him and just talked about the job. We stopped at a rest area and bought coffee. When we got back in the truck he said, “I saw you looking.” I gave him a questioning look and he said, “Looking at my crotch.”

I told him that it was a kid thing to stuff one’s crotch. He blustered and said, “That’s all me babe, feel it.”

I was about to tell him off when I began to wonder if it could possibly be real. Without thinking, I reached across and laid my hand on it. HOLY CRAP! It was real man meat. I’m not a size queen but I had to see this thing. We were parked between two trailer trucks, between the trailers not the cabs. Without asking I opened his pants, pulled them down and pulled this huge thing out. HOLY CRAP again. It was HUGE. I’d seen big dicks before but this one looked like a cartoon, it was that big. It was like a magnet to me, again without thinking my mouth engulfed the head. That’s all I could handle the door knob sized head. With the aid of both hands, I massaged his huge balls and worked this meat mountain into a throbbing volcano. It took a few minutes but I was rewarded with a huge load streaming into my mouth. So far this had been a lark. Then he began to piss me off. He said, “Climb on it bitch.” While part of me wanted to, I realized that we were still in a parking lot in broad daylight. He got his nut, I got to handle that thing and all was well. He didn’t think that way. “You’re my cunt now, I own you.” He said. His next comment was, “I’m going to take you to a motel in Philly and fuck you till you cry." "You’ll be begging me for more.”

He had no idea about the pig headed bitch he was talking to. Nor did he know of my special skills. His big dick had softened but it was still the size of a Polish sausage.

Because I had just come from a cutting in Mexico I had my kit with me. It came as checked luggage to avoid inspection.

Without asking, he drove into a Holiday Inn parking lot. He rented a room and led me by the hand into the motel, I did remember to grab my bag. Once in the room he tore my blouse and bra off and pushed me onto the bed. He dove between my legs and got me off very quickly, he was a good cunt licker, I’ll give him that. Without a pause he brought that howitzer to bear. He rubbed the huge head up and down my slit a few times before pushing the head in. That was amazing, but it wasn’t until the next few inches drove in that I realized the girth of this thing. It was more than uncomfortable, it actually hurt. I told him to take it easy, but his response was to roughly push it deeper. I rarely cum with a dick in me but this one caused so much pressure on my clit that I came despite the pain. He wasn’t fully in when he hit bottom, it hurt like hell and I told him so. He didn’t seem to care and said, “You love it cunt.” He pounded me harder than any man had ever fucked me. I steeled myself against the pain as I planned my revenge. My vagina had adjusted to the thickness of his cock but you can’t make yourself deeper. When he began to show signs of cumming I grabbed his balls and gently pulled down on them and squeezed. I figured his last cum should be enjoyable. He shot like a fire hose, I could actually feel the thick rich cum splashing against my insides. When he pulled out his softening dick made a plopping suction noise. Like so many men, he simply rolled over and closed his eyes. He was secure in his belief that he owned me.

As I couldn’t be sure how deep his sleep was, I knocked him out with my leather sap. I removed the ¼ inch nylon line from my kit and tied him to the metal bed frame. I shaved his big balls and prepped him. After he woke, I gave him a piece of my mind. I wasn’t one of his cum slaves and I never would be. He had no idea of what I was going to do to him. I held his nutsack in my hand and said, “I’m going to cut your nuts off.” He took it as sex play and didn’t get upset at all, in fact his big dick got hard and huge again. I couldn’t’ help myself, I straddled him and slid down on his pole again. This time I controlled the depth. As I said, I’m not a size queen but this was very interesting. I worked my ass up and down until his load shot deep up into my now gaping pussy. When I pulled off, the cum fairly gushed out of me, all over the cock and balls it had come from.

My once tight cunt felt like the Lincoln tunnel. I wondered if it would ever go back to normal.

When he saw the scalpel his whole world changed. He called me a crazy bitch and everything else in the book.

I would enjoy this, I opened the side of his sack and popped the nuts out into the open air for the first time. God, they were big too, they matched his dick. I tied the cords off and simply snipped them off. I take a set of balls off of a man like most people make coffee. Ho hum, another small task done. The big severed nuts fell into my gloved hand. I placed one in the stainless steel dish, but the other hit the floor with a loud plopping sound and rolled a foot or so before I scooped it up.

I emptied the dish into the toilet and watched as his once proud baby makers became sewerage. I couldn’t help but think about his huge pussy pleaser that would never be more than a pee wick from now on. I told him that if he ever told or identified me, I’d come back for his cock.

The train ride back to NY was uneventful. I did stop on the way to the station for coffee and a bagel. Nutting always makes me hungry.

When I got to NY I called the office and told them that I was still waiting for the other engineer and that he never showed up.

Respectfully submitted,

Thecia