My name is Thecia, I’m a 31 year old underground cutter. I’m a working engineer, but I enjoy cutting much more. I’ve been de-balling men for about seven years now and I’ve racked up quite a score. I’m usually paid very well, but this one was on me.

As I’ve said the company that I work for keeps a house in NJ for the six months or so that I work there each year. I have a wireless router for my lap top so that I can sit on the enclosed porch and use the net. I never bothered with a password as I didn’t really care if someone used my service or not.

I got home from work on one Friday to find a bill in my mail box for $4,589.49 for music and video downloads from the internet. I had never downloaded any entertainment from the net and I was outraged. After a few phone calls I was told that if I didn’t pay the bill I would be sued for the full amount and costs. Someone nearby had downloaded all of this stuff. I knew the range of the router was 200 feet on the outside. That limited it to four homes. To my right was an old lady, not likely, to my left was a younger woman who worked three jobs, again not likely. Behind me to the right was a young couple, maybe, behind me to the left was a family with a 19 year old kid, much more likely. The following day the kid that cuts my grass came by, I asked him who would have a good music collection and without hesitation he said, “Bill Freeman. He downloads everything on the net, he makes CD’s and sells them.” I had found my culprit.

I followed him for a couple of days and found that he and his friends spent time at the local youth center playing sports. He came home around seven each evening he would cut through the park that was closed at five. The park was heavily wooded and dark at that time.

It was only a matter of time until everything came together. He was alone when he walked confidently on the wooded path.. I had a ski mask on and a pair of baggy coveralls that hid my shape. He never saw the taser coming, he hit the forest floor like a ton of bricks. I quickly bound him and forced a ball gag into his mouth.

He was fighting again so I drove stakes into the ground and secured his legs. I didn’t cut his pants and underwear off, instead, I slid them down. I’m always surprised when a young man has such a big package, his was perfect. For kicks I played with his dick until it reached its full size, about seven plus inches. My only kind thought of the day toward him was to let him cum one last time. I worked him with my velvet glove and in what seemed like seconds his thick seed was shooting like a fountain.

At his age I was sure that was another load in there, but I was done. I took his left ball in my hands and squeezed for all I was worth. The ball went flat, but refused to pop. He was screaming into his gag as I went to plan B. From my backpack I retrieved the pair of welders vise grip clamps. They were standard vise grip pliers with flat plates welded to the jaws. I adjusted them so the jaws were about ½ inch apart when closed. I slipped his right nut into them and squeezed. The jaws closed as his big ball flattened to the pre adjusted ½ inch with out any rupture.

I tightened the clamp to close at 3/8 inch. This time as the gonad got flatter and flatter I could see the inevitable. The ball went from a solid shape to ball stew. I could actually hear the membrane pop.

I’m not usually into ball busting but this was getting to be fun. His scrotum was beat up but not split. As I slipped his left ball into the clamp, I was very surprised to see his big cock harden. As I squeezed the handles, the pliers forced some blood tainted cum from his big prick. It would be his last cum ever. Suddenly the ball popped and what had been two defined orbs were now so much mush. Bill had passed out in pain. To be sure the job was finished, I got the wooden mallet and block from my pack and beat his already smashed ball meat into puree. One of the things a man should never do in this world is piss off a cutter.

I removed the gag and carefully picked up all of my stuff before leaving. I went to a pay phone near the library (one of the few still in existence) and called a local business. I told them that there was a man hurt in the woods near the park and I didn’t want to call the police and get involved. Before long I heard sirens and I knew they had called.

I paid the bill for the downloads, It was worth it. I didn’t bother to add a password, I figured if he did it again I could always hack off his cock

I went to the local bar/restaurant and ordered the wild salmon special and a glass of red wine. When ever I destroy a set of nuts, I‘m famished afterward.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia