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Just two days till Mother gets back, and two days left to destroy my Fathers balls, aka John
Not sure why knowing John is my biological father is messing with me, but it is
you would think knowing he is my father, might evoke some amount of sympathy or pity, but instead, some evil right for revenge and hatred
and its not Johns fault
he never knew about me, and still doesnt know Im his daughter
and, why am I in such a hurry to destroy his manhood knowing Mother will be pissed, and most likely send him away like she did Buck? Maybe, inside, I want him to be gone
I dont know
This morning, for the first time since John has been here, I woke up first guess it was all the booze I poured down his throat yesterday, but he was still sound asleep on his palette, snoring like always so, for a change of pace, I went downstairs and fixed my own breakfast I wanted to start with John as soon as possible, and this way, I wouldnt have to stop to eat Johns breakfast, I could care less if he starved to death once I finished, I made my way back upstairs and dressed he was still out, laying naked on his palette I had been pretty rough on him yesterday, but it would be nothing like the punishment I had in store for him today I went to over to where John was sleeping, reached down and grabbed his limp cock which was resting on his right thigh holding on to just the foreskin, I started to pull up it stretched for about six inches, then started to raise his hips up off the floor he slept on next, I grabbed his balls and did the same thing, only this time, when his hips started to rise off the floor, he groaned some letting go, I took my right foot, and planted it as hard as I could on his nut sac he jumped and screamed at the same time I ordered him to get up and head to the shed he asked if you could pee first, and I said NO! I marched him out of the house and into the shed where I had some stuff already laid out on the cot waiting I took some shredded rags and tied his hands together in front of him and then took a rag I had knotted into a ball, and shoved it in his mouth next, I took some duct tape and taped the rags around his wrists and taped the gag in his mouth with everything I had done to John the past few days, you could tell he was very nervous about what I was doing to him I lowed the chain and hook, attached it to his wrists, and cranked him up till he was completely off the ground as he swung there, arms straining, body stretched to the max, he stared at me waiting for my next move you could tell panic was starting to set in then, I taped his ankles together and attached a short piece of rope in the middle John hadnt noticed, but since the last time I had him strung up, I hand fixed a circle bolt in the floor just under where he was hanging I tied his ankles to the bolt, pulling and stretching him downward as hard as I could this made his body stretch out even more now that he was anchored to the floor, I went back to the crank, and gave it a couple of good turns with each turn, he stretched out farther his arms and legs were tight he chest was pulled to the point you could count every rib in his body his belly was sunk in from the strain you could see in his eyes he was hurting but, with his body stretched, he couldnt move around very much I went over to him and started to feel his body up and down his skin was so tight then, just as I touched his cock, he started to pee and boy did he pee his bladder must have still been full of the booze from yesterday finally, he finished luckily, he missed pissing on me now, where was I I had never de furred him, so he was as hairy as ever, just his balls were smooth I had Paul pick me up several bottles of the hair remover I had used on Buck I opened the first bottle, and poured it on his chest the next bottle on his back, then one on his crotch I then rubbed all the cream into his chest, belly, crotch, back and ass I left his arms and legs alone, at least for now I waited for 30 minutes for the cream to work its magic, even though the bottle said to leave on no longer than 10 minutes when time was up, I got the hose and hosed him off good he couldnt jerk being suspended like he was, and when I got to his crotch, the full force of the water pounding his balls, sent him into a frenzy the muffled screams and tears coming down his face, said it all finally, he was clean I put the hose away, and went back to check my handiwork besides being red over most of his body, he was as smooth as a babies butt he looked like a different person with the hair gone, you could really see just how big his nipples really were and they were hard and pointed out almost an half an inch from his body his back and ass were just as smooth, even between his butt cheeks I made sure and put plenty of cream up there, too With that done, it was time to get to the good stuff going to the crank, yet once again, I started to turn the wheel tighter and tighter I thought his arms were going to pop out of there sockets that would have been cool, but not what I wanted the tears were pretty much non stop now the screams had changed to mere whimpers his wrist and hands were white and very cold to the touch on the other hand, his feet were cold, but dark blue just then, Johns head dropped to his chest he had passed out well, that was a bummer so, I decided to change it up some I lowered the wheel, dropping him down to where his feet were on the ground again then, untying his ankles, I attached the short rope to his ball sac getting the hose, I dosed John good it took a few minutes, but he came too with his legs free, he was able to take some of the weight off his wrists, giving them a much needed break I thought this was a good time for me to go up to the house and get a cold drink I was gone about 20 minutes, and when I returned, John seemed like his old self the color had come back to his hands and feet and he wasnt crying anymore I bent down to where the rope I had attached to his ball sac laid, and tied it off to the bolt in the floor John, seeing this, knew what was coming and started to thrash around this is the first time he showed signs of defying me once I had the rope tied tight, he watched as I made my way to the crank as I started to turn, and as his body started to tighten up, you could see the pleading in his eyes when the rope had pulled his balls as tight as they could without stretching, I stopped the length of rope I had used, left his feet on the ground, but only on his tip toes one more crank, and he was off the ground again his nuts were stretched pretty tight, but not to the point of pain the pain he was feeling now was still in his wrists holding all his weight again I watched for a bit as he just hung there, thinking about that this pathetic man was my Dad, and he didnt even know it I got bored, so I cranked him up another notch his sac was starting to stretch now and his feet came off the ground another crank and it was pulled halfway down his thighs one more and it was almost as his knees I have never seen his sac this low before the tears were flowing like a fountain no screams, just a low sobbing from under the gag his legs lay limp as any movement on his part, sent rushes of pain through his body another crank and his sac was below his knees it looked like it would rip off at any moment I got the ruler and measured from where his sac attached to his body and the bottom of his balls 14 and ½ inches John wasnt moving at all now he was still conscious, but in his own little world I decided to take the gag off when I did, he was mumbling nonsense under his breathe I think the pain had made him temporally insane he had retreated to a quiet place in his mind his head was resting on his chest, so I grabbed him by the hair and raised his head up even though he was looking straight at me, I dont think he saw me I let go and his head dropped back down on his chest I got the pliers and grabbed hold of his left nipple... I squeezed as hard as I could, and he acted like he felt nothing I took the pliers and whacked his nuts with them he never flinched... I had intended to ruin him physically, but I think I broke his mind I decided both he and I needed a break I went to the crank and released the catch he dropped like a rock he landed in a heap funny thing is, he never moved once he dropped he was conscious, so he could move about, but he just stayed in a heap I went over and rolled him on his back and untied the rope from his sac his sac was bruised and, even though it wasnt stretched out, was still long and hung low I think I just might have made his sac permently low I took some scissors and cut the binds off his wrists, which were swollen and bruised but still, he just laid there, mumbling under his breathe In his current state, I wasnt sure just what John might do so, I got the collar and chain they used on Buck, and chained John to the shed by his neck I left him there while I went to play on my computer some A couple of hours later, I went to check on John he was sitting on the floor, knees up to his chest, head bent down, hugging his legs I said John? He answered back, Yes, Miss Fern how are you feeling he said sore, but Ok I asked if he was hungry, and he said yes I brought him out some cold leftovers I found in the fridge, in a huge bowl, with bottled water I dont remember when the last time John ate, sometime before I got him drunk yesterday, but he tore into the food didnt even matter that it was 3 or 4 different things mushed together and ice cold as I watched him eat, he reminded me more of an animal than a man I noticed the entire time he was eating, he never looked at me once he just ate the food as fast as he could, like a dog afraid I was going to take it away from him when he finished, he went back to his huddled position I ordered him to stand up, put his hands behind his head, and spread his legs wide he obeyed I examined his ball sac it was bruised in several places, and did hang down lower than it had ever done I measured it, and it was 7 inches his nuts rested at the very bottom I took one in each hand, and gently massaged them between my fingers they seemed fine his cock was limp and made no effort to get hard as I played with his nuts I ordered him to put his arms out in front of him his wrists were black and blue, but the color had been restored to his hands I noticed the entire time I was checking him out, his head was resting on his chest, like he wasnt worthy of my attention by this time, it was late afternoon, and I was hungry I ordered him to fix dinner as he went up to the house, he looked like a totally different man his demeanor had changed somehow
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