Thecia’s Traveler

My name is Thecia and I’m a 31 year old "cutter"

My girlfriend Patti is a slut, but she is also a good-hearted woman. She takes an 86 year old woman shopping every Wednesday. On one Wednesday morning she drove up to the house and there was a pick up truck with Carolina plates parked in the driveway and two men on the roof of the house. When she questioned the woman (Maude) about it, she said that the men were repairing her roof. They had driven by and saw a dangerous condition and been kind enough to alert her and give her a good price to fix it.

Patti called me on her cell phone to ask what I thought. I remembered seeing a "Sixty Minutes" segment on "Carolina Travelers", a clan of Irish gypsy’s, who prey on older people.

I’m no contractor, but I knew that the roof was in good condition.

I drove by the house and saw the workmen playing cards on the roof, occasionally, in a random manner; they would hit the roof with a hammer. They had an air compressor and a nail gun, but they didn’t use the gun. Maude was not a wealthy woman and lived on a modest pension, sometimes going hungry so that she could pay her bills.

I saw red. Usually I only do "revenge" things when it relates to sex crimes against women, but this one got to me.

I arraigned to be there when the men came down for payment. I let her give them the money and then I said, "Can you guys do anything with the driveway, where the potholes are?) They said that they could and would be back in the morning to do it.

Later, I stood back and looked at the roof. They hadn’t done a thing.

At 9 Am the next morning they were back. I purposely was not there. They told Maude that they would have to do the whole driveway and that it would cost $3000. They gave her a horror story about how she would be sued and lose her house if she didn’t fix it. She agreed and told them to go ahead. They even offered to drive her to the bank to get the cash when they were finished.

I stayed a block away and with binoculars, watched them. They brushed an oily substance on the surface and poured gravel in the holes. Then they added more oil to the gravel. They did no other work. The oiled surface did indeed look like new asphalt, but it would wear off in a week’s time.

I enlisted my friend Jill into my plot. I drove Maude to Patti’s house for the day and Jill and I went to work.

We had brought food and invited them in for lunch. When the saw Jill’s near perfect body in shorts and halter they jumped at the chance.

Jill saw both men staring at her boobs, she hefted each in her hand and said "You like what you see?" As both men looked at her, I hit each in the neck with the taser guns. They both fell to the floor and we cuffed and leg shackled them.

It took both of us to drag them out of the back door and into the garage. We laid them out on a thick piece of plywood and tied them to the wall studs. About this time they both slowly came awake. I told them that I knew who they were and I was going to deal with them. The older one laughed and said, "what could you do to us." "If you hurt either of us we’ll come back and kill you."

I said, " I don’t think you’ll have the balls to do that." They didn’t have a clue as to who I was or what I do.

Just then the air compressor outside the door came on automatically and I jumped at the sound, but it gave me an idea.

Over their objections we slid the work pants of off each man. The older man, Jerome, fought hard while the younger one, Patrick just lay there. They both had nice equipment and Jill looked at me and asked if she got to "drain" them. I laughed and told her that she could. Jerome had a short but very thick cock and a fairly large set of balls, but my eye was caught by Patrick’s equipment. A truly huge cock and balls to match. His cock looked like a rolling pin. Even flaccid it was as thick as my wrist.

I got out my kit and pulled my scalpel out of it’s covering. I looked at the men and said, "I’m going to cut your balls off, you came here as con men but you’ll leave as con eunuchs." With that they really began to fight their bindings. I went out of the small door in the garage and retrieved their nail gun. Carefully holding Jerome’s balls I shot a roofing nail right through his right nut. The big nail head didn’t rupture his ball but it did kind of flatten it and he screamed. Ever mindful of the neighbors and the screaming I placed a ball gag in each mans mouth.

This nail gun thing was getting to be fun. I carefully shot one nail into each of each mans balls. That sure stopped their squirming. I touched my scalpel to the side of Jerome’s sack and true to the male way and despite his nailed balls, his cock sprang to life. Jill let her near perfect 38D’s swing free, I guess to let the men know what they would be missing. She began to play with his short thick cock. It was wider than Patrick’s but not half the length.
 I usually follow careful surgical procedures but this time I was pissed. I found a wood chisel on the workbench. I placed it on the cord above Jerome’s left ball that was still warm in it’s sack, and waited. When Jill succeeded in popping him off and his ample load began to spurt, with a hammer, I drove the chisel hard through his cord and half of his sack. I reached in the gore, pulled the nails with the claw hammer and retrieved his severed ball. I held it to his face and said, "One to go, con man." His face contorted in pain and I almost felt sorry for him as tears began to run down his face. Without ceremony, I brought the hammer and chisel down again on his remaining nut cord. The testicle and the remains of his sack came off in my hand. Blood, gore and the remains of his last load, were everywhere.

I turned my attention to Patrick, to my surprise, Jill had shed her shorts and was riding Patrick’s huge cock. She gave me a guilty look and said "I just had to try this thing, It’s the biggest I’ve ever seen." I was amazed, Jill slid up and down that huge pole and on each stroke every inch disappeared into her waiting pussy. I’m sure her internal organs were being displaced. I had a fleeting thought that I should try it, I like big cocks too…..But then I realized that I like my pussy and using that thing would be abuse to it. I’m built pretty small down there. I also know from experience that one even near that size would, at least on me, hit bottom and hurt like hell.

I heard his breathing speed up and I knew he was going to empty those huge balls. I told Jill to get off, that he was going to cum. She just smiled and continued to ride him. When he shot his load deep inside Jill he bucked so hard that one of the nails pulled out of the plywood, at the same time that ball ruptured. It didn’t stop his streams of cum. It was running out of Jill’s pussy around his still pumping cock. While he was spurting, I brought my chisel down hard on his right nut. He screamed into his gag, but continued to buck deep inside Jill. I quickly drove the tool into the cord on his last ball and it and his scrotum detached. Jill slid off and his huge member flopped on his stomach, it covered his belly button. It was a shame to take a beautiful cock like that out of the game, but in my eyes, necessary.

I cleaned the wounds and sewed them up as well as I could, considering the mess we had made.

We loaded the men and everything they had with them into their truck and I drove it to an old lover’s lane outside of town. They would go back to the Carolina’s with a little less than thay left with.

Jill followed in her car and picked me up. We left Maude’s $3000. In the truck with them. I would find a way to repay her.

Jill and I stopped at a Denny’s on the way back. I had a chicken salad sandwich and potato soup, while she had a cheeseburger deluxe with fries. She always has mayonnaise on her fries, it drives me crazy.

On my next trip to Mexico, I brought the detached "traveler" balls and had my tanning lady sun dry them and encase them in acrylic as earrings. They quickly sold on the underground fetish market at $2,000. a set. I gave Maude her $3000 back and kept $1,000. to split with Jill for expenses. It wasn’t much pay, but it was worth it to us. Besides, Jill loved her one time use of Patrick’s Cock. It would be his last.

Respectfully submitted,

Thecia