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THE FIGHT CLUB - PART IV ---C O N F I D E N T I A L--- FINAL REPORT -- BOARD OF INQUIRY [MATCH #218] Purpose: In lieu of the controversy surrounding Fight Club match #218 and in light of the allegations that were made concerning the conduct associated with the bout, a board of inquiry was convened afterwards to determine if said match was conducted fairly, and if the results were properly certified. This confidential report summarizes the findings and follow on actions of that board. Facts: Fight Club match #218 was conducted in the usual manner, and was a hosted match between two trained and certified Fight Club fighters. It was not a Brothers Bout, and was assigned the standard bout number in accordance with normal procedures. It had worldwide distribution, was announced in accordance with the bylaws of the organization, and the normal promoting and preparations associated with a general match were accomplished. Like all matches at the Fight Club, it was supposed to have been conducted under the charter of the organization and in accordance with standard protocol. The fight was held, and the loser was emasculated. Eleven hundred and fourteen full members were in attendance. Allegations: After the bout was completed and the loser had been gelded, several serious allegations were raised concerning the fairness of the fight and the matching of the combatants. This board of inquiry examined the three most specific and serious allegations: Allegation #1: Certain Fight Club staff members attempted to predetermine the outcome of the match beforehand by selecting fighters of unmatched backgrounds and capabilities. (illegal; FC Policy Standard Rulebook: FCG439 Allegation #2. Certain Fight Club staff members did attempt to affect the fighting ability of one of the fighters prior to the match through physical and mental harassment. This fighter harassment pre-stressed the fighter mentally, and the physical harassment included an unsanctioned pre-fight forced masturbation of one of the fighters. (illegal, FC Policy Standard Rulebook FCH21) Allegation #3. During the match, Fight Club club judging was biased and uneven, and the modified Freestyle rules of wrestling were not followed as required. Method of Investigation: The investigation of this match were conducted through interviews of participants and witnesses, as well as visual review of match video tape. A final decision was rendered which was summarily approved by the Fight Club board of directors. Recommendations were followed. During the investigation, all interviews were conducted using a Limestone Technologies Lie detection device, with continuous measurements of skin conductance (SCR and SCL), upper respiration function (pneumatic sensor), lower respiration (pneumatic sensor), blood pressure (pneumatic cuff), skin temperature, circumferential strain (penis), and infrared photo plethysmorgaph (heart rate sensor). A metallic rectal probe was used to provide prostate stimulation by electric shock for unacceptable physiological responses associated with the answers given to questions being asked. Initial interview by Board of Inquiry (BOI) with David R, Fight Club fighter (FCF): BOI: David, as you know, there are serious allegations of misconduct during your fight, and it is our purpose to get to the bottom of them and to insure that any problems get fixed so they do not happen again. Would you please tell the board members here exactly what happened, as you saw it, during the period prior to your actual bout in the ring? David (FCF): Well, I'm not sure really, what to say, or even where to begin. But yeah, I don't mind sharing my thoughts. The wires you have me hooked to are a little scary though. BOI: The wires are necessary to insure you, and all witnesses, tell us the truth. This should have been previously discussed with you during the calibration of the instrument. Don't worry about them. Just make sure to tell the truth, and you will do fine. David (FCF): Yeah....well, I'll just tell it like it is and hope that's OK. David (FCF): It's been a month, after my fight, so it's over, yeah, done a month now and yet I guess I relive it every single day. And, strange at this may sound, I still can't explain all of the feelings. I guess I figured he was gonna beat me, knew it even, long before we got to the ring. Yeah, when I saw who I was paired up against my friends even felt sorry for me. It wasn't really a fair match, from the very beginning, but then I don't think my match was intended to be. Of course, when you are just a slave you really can't say anything, and if they want to make you do something then they can and they will. They can do with you pretty much as they please, and of course if they want to nut you then they will nut you. I know I'm a slave now, and lots of slaves have been gelded and even though you know it could happen to you I don't think you ever really accept it will. I know I didnt. I never thought I'd be a slave even. BOI: Being a slave is not always a choice people have. You were taken into slavery because you had desirable attributes that were deemed useful to the Flight Club, and at the time of your abduction your situation was such that your leaving generated no problems. The circumstances that brought you into slavery are not the issue. Please, continue, as your testimony is important and we want to know everything you can tell us. David (FCF): Well, I know I'm a slave. I've accept it now sir. And I knew it then too...yeah....I never liked it but by then I knew where I stood. I didn't have a say who or when I would be fighting, that was one thing I had figured out. The instructors, or whoever they work for, tell us who we fight, and when. They own you. I figured that out soon after I was grabbed, and I've kicked myself a lot since I made that stupid decision and ran away from home. Now I guess it doesnt matter. I used to try and get away, and I sure didn't except being a slave at first. Perhaps that's how I made them mad, and it may explain at least to some extent why I was matched in such a way that losing my balls was all but assured. BOI: The Fight Club mandates all fights are fair. When a slave loses his balls, he loses them because he deserves to. The matches are even, and each fighter has an equal chance. The best fighter wins, and the worst fighter gets emasculated. It's as simple s that. David (FCF): Well, you can say that. But the instructors have a lot to do with things. BOI: That is an interesting accusation. I realize you think the slave you were forced to fight was stronger than you. But size isnt everything. I see you have a record of escape attempts. You have a fighting spirit, and perhaps that is why you were matched the way you were? David (FCF): Well, I don't know if that explains things. Sure, I tried to escape. Three times I tried. But after each attempt the punishment that followed was always so great that I eventually got smart and figured it was hopeless. The first time I tried to escape was when they were prepping me for transport. I was in a crate, in the hold of a ship. I was tied in there, and drugged up too, but I came around and then worked my way out of it. Yeah, I got out of the crate, but when I went topside we were at sea, and so that didn't do me a hell of a lot of good. The men on the ship thought that was funny as hell, and then just had their fun with me. I was sixteen then, yeah, just sixteen and a slave even if I didn't know it. But I did learn one thing, right away, and that was that I was their toy and I had a lot less choices than I thought I had. In fact, it was on that original journey, on that ship, that I was made to suck my first cock. Yeah, on that ship I sucked most of the sailors before we finally made port, and the entire voyage that followed my capture was just hell. David (FCF): Don't think I wanted to do it. But when they put a noose around your nuts and jerk it tight, and hard, and tell you to suck or be turned into a gelding, you suck. Anyone with balls would suck under those circumstances, and so I sucked and sucked and sucked. I threw up a couple of times, and the really big cocks choked me until I thought I would die. But I sucked, and you would have too if you had been on that ship. I...I guess you don't want to hear about that though. BOI: You are doing fine David. Just continue and get it all off your chest. We want to hear everything. David (FCF): Well, ok. Yeah...anyway, after I was in the compound and they had me in the program, all I could think about was getting out of there. So, soon after they put my dick in the cage I tried to run again, and I blasted for my freedom without thinking it out. At the time I was very immature, a "super twink" they called me. My cock has always been thin, and I wasn't growing any pubic......well, I didn't have much pubic hair then at least. I guess I'm what they call a late bloomer. Yeah....a late bloomer. All I know is it was embarrassing. BOI: Go on David. Lots of our slaves don't have a lot of hair when they are captured. Our members like young fighters so smooth boys are often targeted by the organization. David (FCF): Well...I guess it isn't important. But even though I looked like a boy compared to most of them, that didn't mean I'd just do what they said. A few weeks after they had me, and I was wearing that fucking chastity thing, well, that's when they made me go with them to provide a "favor" for some official somewhere. They put this other thing in my ass, and locked it in place, and told me to do what I was told and try and enjoy the afternoon. BOI: For the record, a shocker was inserted into your rectum. It is a general use device, typical for all slaves and its use is standard protocol. Go ahead David, I just needed to insert that into the testimonial record to clarify that what you experienced was standard for all slaves. David (FCF): Ah.....yeah. OK. Well, it seemed that there was this fat man that wanted his cock sucked by a boy, and unfortunately for me, I was the boy. Well, it turned out he was really ugly, and fat as hell, and as soon as I saw him I just bolted. David (FCF): Well, I got zapped with ....with the Shocker then, when I tried to run from his bedroom. Yeah...as soon as I saw him I took off in a run. Anyway, one minute I was running dead out, and the next I was getting zapped in my hole. After that I was in a ball in the dirt, holding my groin and screaming. That thing kept shocking me, from inside, and it felt like bolts of lightening were shooting into my ass and shocking my balls from inside of my sac. It really hurt man...like nothing I every felt before. My dick felt like the electricity was just shooting out the tip. All I could do was hold my nuts and grab my dick and watch my legs spasm and jerk as if they were possessed. Afterwards they took me back to the compound, where I got my nuts spooned in front of all of the other slaves. Then, the very next day they dragged me back to him and made me suck him off. They thought that it was so funny and they knew I hated it so much that they made me suck him three times. BOI: Excuse me again David...but I need to clarify something again for the record. Slave training procedures will fire a Shocker for escape attempts, and it is normal to carry out follow on punishment to get the slave to change his future behavior. Also, oral stimulation of clients and members is a normal part of all Fight Club slave training. OK, you may continue David. David (FCF): Well, I didnt try to run again. My balls ached for weeks after they had spooned them, and that shocker thing I had been hit with gave me pain that lasted for several days. So, for a long time, I just did my training and tried to be a good student so they wouldn't watch me so close and maybe they would slip up and I could get away for good. But, I hadn't counted on that cock cage, and it starts to drive you crazy after a while. I wasn't long before all I could think about was touching my prick and getting off. I wanted to do it so damn bad! Of course, the only way you can get that to happen is to do what they say, and then, if you are really lucky then you can win a pleasure reward if you do something well enough. BOI: For the record, all slaves are rewarded, or punished, to obtain the expected changes in behavior. Your training protocols were standard, and the withholding of sexual release is a very effective training tool. Most males will become very obedient when the need becomes great enough. David (FCF): Well, maybe so, but unlike most of the others, I didn't get rewarded very many times. I know I lost most of my training bouts, but the other slaves were a lot stronger than I was. I just wasnt really much of a fighter I guess. I'm thin and don't have a lot of muscles, and most of the other fighters are a lot more buff and me. I figured they would never put me in the ring, and it was obvious the instructors thought of me as a marginal student, and a piss pour fighter as well. Several times they would direct comments at me that clearly were intended to intimidate me, if nothing else. "Your nuts are going to the museum" was one of the comments I heard a lot, but there were others too. BOI: David, can you explain that some more please? Are you saying that a fight club instructor actually warned you that you would be castrated? Who said that? David (FCF): Ah....I....well, I don't know rea..........YEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW David (FCF): WHOA! What was that? BOI: David, it is important that you tell the truth. The stimulation you felt is mild, but it is a reminder that telling the truth to this board of inquiry is required. You will answer all questions fully, and if you attempt to hide, or mislead this board, then the punishment protocol will be increased. Now, again, which instructor or instructors indicated your nuts were going to the museum?" David (FCF): Mr Hicks....yeah...Mr Hicks and Mr Plestovich. They, they would often make comments that I was gonna end up nutless someday. Mr Hicks especially. He said to mark his words, that he would make sure I got my nuts cut off one day. BOI: Interesting. OK David. Perhaps they say that to other fighters too? David (FCF): Well, I never heard them say the stuff they said to me to anyone else. At any rate, out of the blue I was set for my match. It happened the very day I got my training completed. I was summoned, and then they strapped me down into a chair and put a cuff around my cock, and then I had to watch some slides and answer a bunch of questions as they ran this crazy test. Afterwards they took off the cuff and then worked my pole until I...until I squirted. They collected my spunk then, and laughed as they milked it from me. BOI: For the record, a slave is designated for his ring match six months prior to the scheduled bout, and generally it will occur after the fighter has turned 18 and his training has been completed. Matches with fighters under 18 are scheduled separately. Once a fighter is designated for the ring, then at that time he is restrained and then forcibly masturbated to orgasm, where a semen sample is collected for analysis. You were given a penile plethysmography sexual orientation determination, which is something our members enjoy knowing. Your semen extraction insures a set point, so that you and your opponent are equally frustrated at the time of your match. Normally, a six month frustration period will insure sufficient tension levels to maximize your fighting ability. As for your test, you were found to be a normal, heterosexual male in the early to mid stages of puberty. David (FCF): Yeah....if that means I'm a teenager who likes girls I could have just told them that. Anyway, after they did their tests, then that's when they told me who I was going to fight, and they set it all up to take place on my 18th birthday. I think they wanted me to be nutted the very day I was supposed to become an adult. The instructors thought that was very funny, unmanning me on my "manhood day." That's what they said anyway. Mr Hicks told me it was going to be funny watching my manhood get sliced off on my birthday. He was very scary and I tried to avoid him. BOI: I see. Mr Hicks told you that? David (FCF): Yeah...em...I mean, yes sir. But I knew he was right. Yeah....when I saw who they had set me up with for the match, well, as soon as I saw it was Blake I knew I had to make a run for it. I didnt see it as a choice. I knew I was going to be castrated if I stayed and fought him, and Mr Hicks had even said it. Anyway, I didnt dare wait any longer, so, as soon as I saw a chance one night, when it looked right, I made the split. I got halfway across the city before a cop spotted my FC bracelet, which we all have to wear. It fits too tight to get it off, and I never thought of it as something to worry about. I was dumb there. Anyway, the cop took me into custody before I realized he was even looking for me, and so it wasnt long after that that the Mr Hicks came and got me. David (FCF): When they arrived the guards opened up the cell and let them in, and they put in a shocker and then dragged me out to the limo. In the car, they hit the shocker just to be mean, and when I started to recover they hit it again. Finally, when we got me back to the compound they gave me the spoon, and there is nothing like that, especially after being zapped two times previously. BOI: You deserved your punishment. It was your third escape attempt. David (FCF): Well, maybe so, but they seemed to relish hurting me. For the spoon, they had the other slaves hold me down and then Mr Hicks just smacked that spoon into my balls, almost like my teenage testicles were just two hunks of round meat in a sack needing to be tenderized. I screamed and screamed and screamed, and yet Mr Hicks just laughed and kept doing it. He smacked my balls, working on each one separately, holding it and then working the spoon into it furiously before going on to the other and repeating the process. They did this for a very long time, and kept it going until I couldn't scream anymore. BOI: You deserved the spoon, and you got it. David (FCF): It hurt like hell. Blake was there when they smacked my nuts, and he was one of the slaves that held me down. He laughed while they worked that spoon into my nuts. When it was done, he asked permission to hold my balls, which were seriously bruised by that time and sensitive as shit. Knowing we were scheduled to fight, they gave him permission, and so he reached out and held them in his fist. Then he said: "David....you can run, and you can scream. But no matter what you do, in the end I'm still going to geld you. Just to prove my point, now I think you should suck me off." BOI: Excuse me David. It's important for the record to indicate that this was your third escape attempt, so the severe spooning you received would have been the expected protocol. As for the other fighter, Blake, wanting you to orally stimulate him, he did in fact have the power to make it happen. In the Fight Club, we try to set privileges for those fighters that excel in the ring. Once a fighter has taken another's balls in the ring, then he wins the right to leave his chastity cage off for a full thirty days, and seek pleasure from any slave during that period, which would include you. And, if any slave wins two matches, like Blake had, then at that point he doesn't have to wear his chastity device anymore at all, and he can get blown just about any time he wants it. So, Blake, being a two time winner, had that privilege, and if he wanted any slave to suck him then he could just say so and it would happen." David (FCF): Yeah...I know all that. But he hated me, and he relished it. I was his. Sure, I envied him too, as did all of the other slaves, as Blake was free to jerk his meat whenever he wanted to. But like I said, more than that, like you said he could have picked any slave he wanted to and made them him suck him off, anytime he felt like it. Unfortunately, he felt like it a lot and he liked to pick on me. David (FCF): Mr Hicks not only allow him to make those demands, he and Mr Plestovich encouraged him to do it. I know it's supposed to teach the rest of us that winning is really what is important to a Fight Club fighter. I also know it supposedly gives us practical experience at sucking a cock, which is one of the skills that we are supposed to learn. BOI: Yes David, we required that cock sucking skills be emphasized in every slave's training. All Fight Club slaves are excellent cock suckers. I'm certain you too are an expert at it. (grinning). David (FCF): Well....it was personal between him and me, and when Blake wanted me to suck his cock, I was screwed and there was nothing I could do about it but just to do it. BOI: If you didn't like it, you should have been a better fighter. Making you pleasure him was a right that he had earned. You can't fault him for seeking what he deserved. David (FCF): I can't tell you how demeaning that was, sucking his stiff rod, while the other slaves watched and laughed. My balls hurt so fucking bad, after their spooning, and I know I cried like a ten year old while I sucked his pole. His nuts drew up and he felt wonderful of course, and while his nuts brought him pleasure my own bruised balls just radiated out more misery. I wanted to bite his pole, or spit out his wad, but of course I didn't. If you don't do the blowjob right, or you even accidentally spill any of the seed when it comes, then they will spoon you for your mistakes. I knew I couldn't survive another spooning, so that option just never really entered my mind. And while I don't know what they would do if you bit the dick you were sucking, I didn't figure it would be worth it to find out. So, I did what I had to do, and sucked him off and then drank his load while he and the other slaves laughed at me for doing it. That was just four months prior to our scheduled fight, and he relished making me do that to him while the other slaves watched. BOI: You have said that you felt the guards singled you out. So far, I havent heard anything in your testimony to indicate that your perceptions are correct. So, what exactly are you saying with regards to the instructors? David (FCF): Well....I know the guards didn't like me, and I think it was the instructors that set it up for me to be deballed. Yeah, they never really liked me, never, and so I think they set me up for the fight with the idea I was going to be nutted. Mr Plestovich even told me he couldnt wait to band me, and I can't describe that feeling, knowing months ahead of time that they were out to get me and it was just a matter of time until they took my balls. BOI: Mr Plestovich said that to you? Why would he want you banded and nutted, more than any other slave? That makes no sense. David (FCF): I think there was a lot of pressure coming down from somewhere. The rumor was that the membership was demanding some younger fighters, and there was definitely some pressure on the instructors to get some of us ready for the ring. Robby was the first one; yeah....he was sixteen I think when they nutted him. Yeah, 16. But at least his opponent was about the same age, and it was an even fight, and so he had a chance. Mr Hicks made me watch that match, so I was there when he got his nuts cut off. But the crowd was screaming when he got gelded, and I think the attendance at his match was three times what it normally was for the older fighters. I'm sure that got noticed, and after that they were looking at us, the younger ones, and trying to see who could draw in the crowds, which of course brought in the money. BOI: You do a lot of thinking for a slave. And your thoughts are interesting, even if they may be nothing but a fantasy. Just because you think there was pressure to nut a few of the younger fighters, that doesnt mean it is true. David (FCF): Well, maybe so. Maybe not. But one thing for sure is that about the same time they were working on me Blake was getting noticed, and since he had already won his second match he was sort of a phenomenon. Everyone knew that the members wanted to see if he could win three matches. The advertisements the club put out was that if a fighter wins three matches then he wins his freedom, and so when Blake was on the way up and winning, he drew a lot of interest. There were even posters of him, and I know he generated a lot of revenue for your Fight Club. Everyone, including me, knew he was really good. Yeah, everyone knew it. He had defeated all of his opponents in less than two minutes. The instructors nicknamed him "The Stud" and the name has stuck. BOI: Well, Blake was certainly well liked by the membership, and his matches had quite a draw. That much is true, and your perceptions may well be accurate. We called him "The Stud" too. David (FCF): It was a fitting name really. He was a big man, and nobody could beat him. Nobody. He had over 100 training matches, and he had won them ALL. We all had lost to him. When he won a training match, then the loser would be made to suck his cock and he would laugh and laugh as we did it. If you made the mistake of trying to refuse, or worse, if you spilled a drop when he came, well, then they put the fucking spoon to your balls and after that you didnt make that mistake again. BOI: None of what you have said indicates that there was a problem in scheduling him to fight you. Just because he has a record of wins, and you do not, does not necessarily make the fight unfair. You were feisty, with a record for multiple escape attempts. You were a rebel, in that since, and rebels fight harder. Everyone knows that. David (FCF): Well, I was just 17 when I got matched against him for the ring, and he was 23. He was bigger. He was stronger. He was a winner. And I, was not. I don't think I should ever have had to fight him. Never. But the instructors wanted my balls, and so they matched me up, and then billed the idea to the members, calling it the "David and Goliath" match, the "match of the century." Shit. SHIT. They just wanted my balls, and so they set it up to make it happen. BOI: Well, you have a point. The ages of the two fighters should obviously have been closer. David (FCF): The crazy part was that the day of the fight was my 18th birthday---some present! Yeah, it was a set up, like I said, but it brought in the members, and generated a lot of money. I guess there are a lot of men that would pay a lot to see a man castrate a scrawny, pubescent teenager. As so, well, it was my balls that they were willing to sacrifice to make that happen. BOI: David, it is apparent that you believe the accusations. But you havent offered any proof as of yet. David (FCF): Proof? Blake was THE STUD, THE CHAMP, yeah, the fucking STUD man, and next to him I was NOTHING. I was a kid, just a boy really next to him, and yet they put us together and set it up so he would nut me. BOI: Excuse me David, that is interesting. Normally, one of the Fight Club rules is that fighters must be evenly matched. There was certainly an age different between the two of you, and some weight advantage to your opponent as well. David (FCF): They knew what they were doing sir. I don't think they matched us evenly on purpose, and it's like it was a set up. He was the champion, and I was the sacrificial set of balls. Yeah. That's how it was set up, at least the way it looked to me. BOI: Well, the statistics on the two of you were quite different. He was older, bigger, and more developed. From the two published statistics pages, I agree with the assertion that the other fighter was really a man, and you were, well, a boy. On your "fighter's statistic" page, put out before the match, it indicates you were 17. So this sheet was your stats at the six month point prior to your birthday? You were.....you fought him on your 18th birthday, correct? David (FCF): Yeah...I was 18 when the put me in the ring with him. The stat page was done six months prior to that, when they locked up my dick in the case again after jerking it off. BOI: And then they left you frustrated, with the tension building, until the day of the fight. David (FCF): Ur....well, not exactly sir. About an hour, yeah....about an hour prior to the match Mr Hicks called me into his office, and when I got there Mr Plestovich was there too. He cuffed me to a chair, and then took my pants and underwear down. There were two women in there with them, and they stood next to me and watched as Mr Plestovich took off my chastity device and milked my dick until I ejaculated. It was one of the most humiliating moments in my life. Afterwards, they put my cock back in the cage, and then dressed me for the fight. It had been so long that I almost passed out when I shot out my wad. BOI: What...what are you saying David? An hour prior to your match you were forced to ejaculate? David (FCF): I didn't have any say in it sir. It felt really good...but it was still humiliating. The two women laughed at me while Mr Plestovich pumped my dick and made me cum in front of them BOI: I see. That is....well, that is very interesting. David, we will let you go for now, so that we can look into the decision that led to your being matched against your opponent. But the board will call you back in the next day or so, to discuss the actual conduct of the fight and how the judging was handled. BOI: Would the secretary please include the published fighter stats into the record at this point. We will break and return tomorrow....... FIGHTER STATISTICS -- PERMANENT RECORD Name: David R, from California, USA. Age: 17 (to be 18 on matchday) Height: 63 inches Weight: 160 lbs Cock: 3.1 inches flaccid; 6.0 inches erect Scrotum: Medium, pubescent Hair: Blond. Pubic hair sparse, limited to small patch directly above penis. Armpit hair limited to a few hairs only. Body smooth in other areas. Very small amount of hair growth around rectum. Sexual orientation statement: "I like girls." Penile Plethysmography sexual orientation determination: bi male. Subject responded to sexual stimulation of images of either sex. Penis: Uncircumcised Sexual Status: Virgin, (determination by lie detector) Medical evaluation determination: Pubescent male, disease free Last ejaculation: 60 days prior to match//controlled Method used: Physically restrained; forced manual manipulation of penis to orgasm Last Sperm Count: 55 million sperm per ejaculate, 47% motility and 55% normal morphology. Ejaculate Volume: 4.2 milliliters Question: "Do you have anything to say to your opponent?" Answer: "No. I don't know what to say to him." Match Stats: Training Matches: 11 Wins: 0 Loses: 10 Actual matches: none Name: Blake P, from Deleware, USA. Age: 23 Height: 72 inches Weight: 191 lbs Cock: 4.4 inches flaccid; 9.0 inches erect Scrotum: Large, fully mature Hair: Dark brown, thick. Pubic hair full and bushy, with line of hair continuing upward to naval. Chest is hairy, with hair on stomach and on back as well. Armpit hair is thick, black, and pronounced. Legs are haired, with grown up and around anus, with small bush ringing his rectum. Sexual orientation statement: "I like to fuck girls." Penile Plethysmography sexual orientation determination: gay male. Subject responded will full erection to images of gay sexual activities. Penis: Uncircumcised Sexual Status: Virgin, (determination by lie detector) Medical evaluation determination: Adult alpha male, disease free Last ejaculation: uncontrolled//chastity device will be installed 48 hour prior to match time Method used: 60 day test: Subject was allowed to self-stimulate penis to orgasm. Sperm Count: 36 million sperm per ejaculate, 69% motility and 82% normal morphology. Ejaculate Volume: 3.9 milliliters Question: "Do you have anything to say to your opponent?" Answer: "Just that I'm going to geld him" Match Stats: Training Matches: 102 Wins: 102 Loses: 0 Actual matches: 2 (winner) Interview by Board of Inquiry (BOI) with Gregory Hicks, employee, FCI: BOI: For the record, Mr Gregory Hicks is the primary assistant responsible for all current Flight Club training. He has been summoned to appear before this BOI, to answer questions pertaining to this match, and to explain certain allegations that transpired. GH: Hello Sir. I..ur....I'll do my best to answer your questions Sir. BOI: I know you will Mr Hicks. Please state your age, how long you have worked here, and your feelings about the two fighters. GH: I...I am 36....and I've been a FC employee for about ten years. As for the fighters, David and Blake, what's to talk about? They were both trained, and qualified, and the match that we conducted was carried out with the standard protocol. The castration that resulted was accomplished in the usual manner. I don't know if I understand the issues. BOI: Well, why were they matched the way that they were? It appears that one fighter was a 23 year old champion, pitted against a just 18 year old pubescent male. The older fighter was more than 30 pounds heavier and nearly a foot taller than the younger one. Further, he was a proven champion, and the boy was proven loser. That seems to violate the charter that mandates fairness, does it not? GH: Ahhh, well.....I...I see what you are asking. I really didn't have any..........Oh..OH FUCK! YEOWWWWWWWWWWWW" BOI: Mr Hicks, you need to be careful how you answer this board. Only truthful answers are allowed here. Now, continue....Did this fight, or did it not, violate the fairness doctrine of this company? GH: Uh..........well...I suppose, I guess it is apparent that some of the fairness protocols were not supported. My staff does a good job.....they try hard, and they make sure the geldings are all done properly and safely. Those are our biggest worries. At first glance things might be seen as being skewed. I can understand that. But the outcome of the fight I would think....... BOI: Mr Hicks....I do not care about you, or your staff, or anything about the geldings or how they are done following a match. Those are not the question. What I do care about was how the fighters were matched, and why, and if someone violated the fairness doctrine. If there was an attempt to influence this fight by anyone, I want to know about it. Since the training department matches the fighters, and you are in charge of that department, then tell us why these fighters were matched together? GH: Uh....well, there was some pressure, from above. I was told to get some younger ones, the smooth types, into the ring. There was also some pressure on us to use Blake, to put the champion up again soon. He was a big draw, and the members were demanding that he be allowed to fight, to see if he could win his third match. BOI: You know you cannot violate the Fight Club rule book. Explain the pressure to fight Blake? GH: Ah...well, I guess everyone liked him. Me too I guess. He had that strong look. He always had a five o'clock shadow on his face, the rough stubble look and he was strong as hell. He always needed a shave. The members like that in a man, and he's about as strong a man as we have ever had go into the ring. At least...well....at the time he was held in very high esteem. BOI: Did you threaten the younger fighter with castration, or tell him that you were looking forward to nutting him? GH: Ah.........well...I wouldnt sa..........YEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. OH..OH FUCK ME. WOW. SHIT. OK. OK OK. Yeah...yeah...I guess I intimidated the boy a litt.OHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKK. SHIT this hurts! OK. SHIT! Man.....ok. Yeah...I intimidated the boy....I did. I guess I wanted him to get nutted...but that's not illegal is it? I mean, everyone has their own opinion. He had caused me a lot of trouble in training, and so, yeah....I'll admit that. Shit...I'm sorry. It wasn't like I really had it out for OHHHHHHHHHHHHH. SHIT! BOI. Mr Hicks....I'm not going to warn you again. I want the truth, simply put. Were you or were you not looking forward to nutting the boy? GH: Uh.....OK. Yeah...I wanted to nut him. He was a troublemaker, and I wanted his balls. BOI: I see. And you told him this, and chided him that you would be doing it? That could have influenced the fights outcome. Did you set him up in the fight so that he would be gelded? GH. Do I have to answer that? BOI: No Mr Hicks...you do not. But if it isnt true, I suggest that you do. GH: God. Well....yeah....shit. SHIT. OK. It wasnt that I was trying to....well, I mean, there was a lot of pressure from the higher ups to get one of the younger fighters in the ring. So...well, we just figured this boy deserved it...yeah....he was a troublemaker and he deserved to be gelded. I....I'm sorry. It was the wrong thing to do. BOI: I have to agree with you Mr Hicks. Was Bob Plestovich part of this too? He has refused to appear before this board of inquiry. Did he share your plan to have the young fighter castrated? GH: AH.....well...I think he should probably be the one to answer that. I... BOI: I want to know from YOU Mr Hicks. My patience is wearing thin with you, and I would highly suggest that you be forthcoming with your testimony. GH: Well...yes. YES. Mr Plestovich helped me. We discussed David....and it was his thought to do the boy on his 18th birthday. Listen...we both just wanted the best for the Fight Club. We figured if Blake won his match, it would be a huge thing, and might even double the interest in future matches. It also seemed to us to make good sense to let him do the kid, since that would make even more points with the membership at the same time. They wanted to see a younger boy get nutted, so the plan seemed to allow both things to happen. We published the fight plan six months out, and nobody anywhere questioned it until after the match was over. BOI: Well, not catching the mistake doesnt make it right. I have just two further questions. Is it true that generally a male waiting for his fight is kept in his chastity device until after the match is over? GH: Yes.....and the boy was in his cage. It was a little different for this match, because Blake was a two-time champion, and he had earned the right to masturbate when he desired. Still, to make sure he had at least some frustration level, we put him into his cage a full week prior to the match. He was still wearing it on match day. You don't want a fighter ejaculating too close to his match day, as it will affect his fighting ability and aggressiveness. As for the boy, well, his cock was caged for most of his stay here. I do know for certain that I personally masturbated him 60 days out, as is the normal protocol. Once he shot his wad, and we had collected the sample, then I locked him back into his cage, and after that I never touched him again. You know, the longer they are kept frustrated, the harder they tend to fight. The boy's dick was caged....ah...well, most of the time, so I was actually helping the boy by building up his frustration level. BOI: I see. I'm not sure I see it that way. You have stated that you locked the younger fighter's cock in his cage, and didn't touch him again. Knowing that a fighters frustration level can have a major impact on the outcome of a fight, it would seem fitting to keep that as even as possible. However, despite what you have said, this board has been told that just prior to the match the fighter David was forcibly masturbated. We have heard testimony that this happened about an hour prior to the fight. Were you aware that this was done, and did you, or Mr Plestovich have anything to do with it? GH: Ah.....well. That is a tough question. Ahh.....well.....let me think here. Ah...like I said....I never.....I never touched the boy's dick after I caged him at 60 days. BOI: You have not answered the question Mr Hicks. Did you, or Mr Plestovich knowingly allow this boy to be milked of his semen immediately prior to his fight? I want a straight answer, and my patience is very thin with you. GH: AH.... well, yeah...Plestovich milked the boy. You have to remember that the Stud, I mean, the other fighter was jerking his meat freely up to the week before the fight, so to keep things even it made sense to milk the boy..........oh...FUCKKKKKKKKK! YEOWWWWWW!!!!! OK...OK! Shit that thing hurts! BOI: You sat there and allowed Mr Plestovich to milk the boy an hour prior to his match? GH: I....ur....I guess that probably wasn't exactly right. BOI: I'd say not. It was certainly highly illegal. Well, the board has no further questions. We would ask that the security team insure that Mr Hicks here, as well as Mr Plestovich, remain within the compound until as such time as we have determined any appropriate actions concerning these issues. As for you Mr Hicks, I'm done with you. Initial interview by Board of Inquiry (BOI) with Robert J. Foster, Chief Judge, Fight Club International (FCI): BOI: Mr Foster, an allegation has been made that the fight between David R. and Blake P. was improperly judged, and that the sanctioned rules that governed the match were not followed. Can you please elaborate on this charge, and give us your comments as to how the fight was conducted. RJF: Certainly sir. I feel confident that the match was conducted properly and fairly. I was somewhat dismayed about the matching of the fighters, but it was not under my control. The training department determines the pairs, based on their training records, ages, etc. I only conduct the fights, making sure that the bout is timed fairly, and that no fighter is given an advantage over another. The outcome of the match is solely decided on by the pin, and that occurs when one fighter pins the other fighter's shoulder blade, or blades, to the mat for a duration of five seconds. Once that happens, the winner of the match is declared. RJF: This match was conducted properly, and the win was decided by pin. The fighter that lost was pinned to the mat for five seconds, and his treatment afterwards was proper and within the protocols of the Fight Club. I oversaw the match personally, and the claims that the judging was unfair are not correct. I stand by the results, and the as far as I'm concerned, even now, the fighter that lost his balls deserved to lose them. BOI: I see. Well, that's what we are here to find out. Can you please describe the match in detail. RJF: The two fighters were brought out and examined, and both were found to be free of skin lesions and were in appropriate health for the match. Immediately after the fight started, the one known as Blake just dominated the mat. He picked up the younger boy and threw him down, and then pounced on him and went for the pin. The boy was in a panic, and he crawled off of the mat like a scared little kid. RJF: We blew the whistle, and dragged him back to the matt, and he was put down then into the referee position. This is the inferior position, the bottom position, where the dominating fighter is on top, with his left hand gripping the bottom fighters left elbow, and his right arm curved around his back and grasping his belly. The whistle was blown and the fight commenced again. Again, right away Blake went for the pin, flipping the kid over like a rag doll, and then pushing his back into the mat. Blake is a very powerful man, and the other fighter was physically inferior. The pin was initiated, but the boy was a real scrambler, so before the count hit five he managed to use his feet to push himself again off to the edge of the mat. RJF: That brought another whistle, and I warned the boy to engage and fight. Then, once again, he was placed down, and the two fighters started again from the referee position. Again, as soon as the fight started up, Blake took control. He made it all look so easy then. The boy was again turned over, and yet he was wild, spinning and twisting and turning as he fought his stronger opponent. It took Blake a little longer to get a hold of the squirming boy, but he eventually got a hand in between his legs and just hoisted him up, to that he laid his shoulders into the mat and held his legs in the air. At the count of three the five minute clock was sounded, and so the boy escaped the pin and that finished the first round. RJF: Thirty seconds of rest passed, and then the two fighters were placed again in the center of the mat and the process was initiated again. Once again Blake dominated the boy. He went for the pin straight away, and just picked the boy up and then slammed him down into the mat. He picked him up again, and repeated the process, flipping the boy over at that point and slamming him hard into the matt on his back. The boy arched up, to protect his shoulder blades, and that's when Blake dropped down and put his full body weight onto the chest of the boy. Blake was off to the side, and the boy was panicked, thrusting himself upward, off of the mat, by bridging his body to keep his shoulders free and clear. RJF: Blake just pushed down on him and let the boy tire in that position. The younger fighter, David, was holding his shoulders off of the mat then by using his neck muscles and arching his back, so that his feet were apart, and his hips were thrust upward into the air. Blake was laying across the boy, face down, his legs spread and with one leg between the younger boys, and with his body weight beating down on the boys chest, pushing his neck downward and his shoulder blades towards the mat. RJF: I assumed that the fight was over at this point, as there was plenty of time and normally a bridged fighter cannot hold that position of desperation very long. The boy was a gonner, and it wasnt long before he just felt into the mat, exhausted, as his neck gave out, and at that point both his shoulders were flattened into the mat. RJF: He stared squirming right away, really going wild, but no matter what he did Blake held him. At that point Blake's legs were wide apart, bridged over the boy, and his two hands were holding the boy's wrists and he was pushing him into the mat. The count was ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR. Just before we reached five, the young fighter who was being pinned, jerked his right knee upward, trying to bridge his body one more time. That's when the fault occurred. BOI: Please explain. The fault you talk about was when his knee hit the other fighter's genitals? RJF: Yes....the boy's knee just came up fast, really fast, and it happened to connect directly into the groin of the other fighter. In my opinion, as the head referee, we ignore faults that are unintentional, and this clearly was not an intentional move. The boy was being pinned, and he moved his leg to gain leverage to raise his shoulder blades, and so when his knee came up, fast, it just happened to come up between the other fighter's legs, which he was spreading wide, exposing himself. BOI: Please, go on. We need to understand what happened. RJF: Well, normally, a kick to the nuts like that would not have incapacitated anyone. It wasnt that hard. But Blake's was in a chastity device, as was the other fighter, and so when the knee hit his groin and came up hard into his scrotum, it slammed the scrotum back into the polycarbonate ring that was behind it. That literally crushed his nuts between the knee and the ring. Of course, it hurt like hell, and the knee hit so hard that Blake crumpled, literally, releasing the younger fighter as he grabbed for his groin. The pain had to have been intense. His eyes went wide and his mouth was open in total surprise as his nutsac took the hit. RJF: The boy was still in a panic, and not knowing what had happened, he just spun and twisted, escaping just before the 5 seconds had passed. It was very close, and of course, the crowd went wild. The boy then jumped on the champion, and attacked him...wrapping his two hands around his neck. The boy's hands were locked, which would normally have been faulted, but it is a legal move whenever a pin is being attempted. A fighter's hands can only be locked when he is going for a pin, and to me that appeared to be the case, as the bigger fighter was down and the boy was around his neck. RJF: The young fighter squeezed really hard, and the intensity at that moment was something I'll never forget. He was just in a total panic, grabbing the other fighter in a death grip, and as he did it Blake rolled to the right and the boy spread himself out, holding him then with his opponents left shoulder blade into the mat. Blake hesitated, still stunned perhaps, or perhaps just caught up by the hold around his neck. Regardless of the reason, he did not, or could not, lift his shoulder blade from the mat, and when the five seconds had elapsed the boy was declared the winner. BOI: But a protest was called immediately was it not? From one of the trainers I believe? RJF: Well, yes. A Mr Hicks....the chief of the training department, called a foul, and demanded that the fight be reinitiated with the fighters returned to the positions at the start of the match. I wasnt sure what to do, and I don't mind saying that. It all boils down to the intentions behind the move. I still do not believe the boy intended to knee his opponent in the groin, and the move was only successful at any rate because the losing fighter exposed himself and allowed what transpired to occur. But, the training department, and specifically Mr Hicks, did not agree with me, and they were insisting that the pin be disallowed and the fight resumed. BOI: That would seem to be prudent would it not? RJF: Well, it was clear that Mr Hicks, and his staff, were wanting the older and stronger fighter to win the match. They were very emotional over the outcome, and so they were protesting my decision. Thats when the announcer, not knowing what else to do, came on the speaker and said "Gentleman, a fault has occurred. The chief referee is consulting with Fight Club officials, and a determination is being made as to what to do with the champion." BOI: The crowd was restless at this point? RJF: They were more than restless. They were on their feet, screaming. The kid was clearly outmatched, and the fight had not been in his favor. Then, in a very lucky move on his part, he had gained an advantage, and now the officials in the training department, led by Mr Hicks, were loudly protesting the outcome and were demanding that I ignore the pin and start the fight over. BOI: And you decided against that? RJF: Yes. When the announcer said that a determination was being made on what to do with the champion, it was a poor choice of words I think. At any rate, seconds after he said that the members in attendance started to chant, and the chant grew and grew and grew. Within a few minutes they were screaming, and stomping on the floor as they said the words. BOI: What was the chant? RJF: geld him....gelD hiM....gELD hIM....GELD HIM.....GELD HIM.....GELD HIM RJF: It went on and on and on BOI: The members watching wanted which fighter gelded? RJF: The members watching wanted a fair fight. To me, it was very apparent that the fight had not been set up as fair, and the fault that had occurred, while significant, had not been intentional. The membership was calling for the loser, the former champion, to be placed in the stocks and gelded. I think they wanted to see the stud of a man lose his nuts from the boy. They were certainly yelling for it to be done. That said, for the record I did not allow the crowd to influence my decision, one way or the other. I decided to allow the fight to stand, because it was the proper decision, and for no other reason. So, I rendered my decision. That's when Mr Hicks called me an "idiot" and then struck me with his fist. Of course, the losing fighter, who was still standing in the ring besides the boy who had pinned him, waiting on my decision, suddenly panicked as the fight officials came into the ring to get him ready for his gelding. BOI: But there was a delay before they could carry out the losers punishment, was there not? RJF: Well, yes. Mr. Hicks started fighting off the two men who were attempting to hold and restrain the losing fighter, and then he used his power, as the chief training instructor, to order the other slaves that had been watching the bout to render their assistance. It was quite apparent, that in spite of my decision, Hicks did not want the loser nutted, and it was apparent to everyone in that room, the members included, that he had not accepted my decision. With the slaves helping him, for a few minutes he clearly had the upper hand. He ordered the slaves to drag the younger fighter, the one known as David, to the rack instead. The slaves dragged him to the gelding rack and there was nothing I could do about it. Now, I should say that I think the slaves that participated did only what they were told, and so I can't really fault them. But for several minutes, it turned into a riot. BOI: And that's when the crowd went crazy? RJF: Yes. They were already at a fever pitch. They were happy with my decision on the fault, and it was clear that they for the most part had accepted it, and in their eyes, and mine, the younger fighter had beaten his opponent. People like rooting for the underdog I guess. So, yes, when they saw Hicks and his slaves try and stop the loser from getting nutted and were working to geld the other boy instead, who was the match winner, well, they went crazy. Some of them were coming out of the stands at that point, and it was only the quick thinking of the announcer that the riot was contained so quickly. There was a moment, when the slaves were strapping the boy into the rack and Hicks was trying to load the bander with a ring to snap around his balls, that I thought utter chaos was going to rein. But, then the loudspeaker literally shouted out an order: "ALL SLAVES RETURN TO QUARTERS....ALL SLAVES CEASE WHAT THEY ARE DOING AND RETURN TO QUARTERS---NOW!!!!." That announcement saved the day. If he hadn't been as quick as he was we might have had some real injuries. As it was, as soon as the announcement was made the slaves that were following Hick's commands just stopped what the were doing, immediately, and headed for the dorms, and at that moment we got things back in control. There were about ten to fifteen members in the ring at that point, with an equal number of slaves. As soon as the slaves turned to leave, the members pulled the younger boy out of the rack, and then dragged the losing fighter to the rack and placed him into it, where he belonged. I've never seen a man fight as hard as he did, and it probably took about ten men to drag him back to that rack. The losing slave fought them all, and even though he was overpowered by the sheer numbers that were grabbing at him, it still was quite a struggle and he did not go easily. Thank god the slaves that Hicks ordered around stopped protecting Blake as soon as the announcer came on the loudspeaker. Thank god. Of course, as soon as they turned and started to leave, well, then the only two on the stage that were fighting my decision were just Hicks and his fellow instructor Plestovich. At that point the crowd was pretty upset with them, and once they realized they couldn't stop what was going to happen, they too backed down and shortly left the ring. I didn't see them leave, but I do not believe they were in the ring when the champion fighter was gelded. I do remember one thing though. As they were stepping out of the ring, the fighter, the loser, was screaming at them to help him, yelling something about their promise and how they had lied to him. BOI: So, the members watching, out of the audience, actually came out of their seats and put the loser into the restraint device? RJF: Yes. Things calmed down then, well, at least in the crowd, and once the loser was in the restraints the members pretty much went back to their seats. As for the big male who was now waiting to be nutted, he wasnt very calm at all. He was a hunk of a man, and he was really going crazy in that rack. The entire thing was shaking, and he was just screaming out his protests. The crowd started chanting again, the same chant they had yelled earlier, only this time, with the stud fighter restrained, it had a new and more sinister ring to it. They were yelling "geld him, geld him, geld him;" just chanting it out again and again. It was clear they wanted his balls, and of course that's what happened. BOI: Let me make sure I understood your point of view. You say that the fault, as you called it, where the younger fighter moved his knee into the scrotum of the other fighter, wasn't intentional. And that alone, was sufficient to allow it to stand, even though it led directly to the fights conclusion and the prior champion losing the match. RJF: Yes. The fault occurred. But it was not intentional. You can ask the fighter, and I'm sure he would tell you he didn't know he even did it. I'm not sure it's fair to say that the knee hit led directly to the match ending the way it did. The only reason it was a problem was that the man that got kneed in the groin had exposed himself. His legs were wide apart, and his genitals were completely exposed and totally vulnerable. Perhaps he got too self-confident. I don't think you can ignore the loser's mistake, and blame him getting kneed in the groin as something he had no control over. He was totally in control in fact, and he could easily have won the match I think, if he hadn't been so cocky and self-assured to expose himself like he did. I don't know, and I might be wrong, but if I had it all to do over again, I would decide the fight the same way. BOI: Well, thank you sir. Thank you very much. Initial interview by Board of Inquiry (BOI) with Blake P, Fight Club fighter (FCF): BOI: Blake, as you are aware, we are conducting an investigation into the match that resulted in your gelding, and your testimony is important for us to determine if the match was improperly conducted. We understand that you are bitter, and still are angry over the match's outcome. Regardless of your feelings towards the Club, or the personnel here today, you will cooperate, fully, and you will do so in a respectful manner, being truthful at all times. Do you understand? BP: Yeah....yeah.....I....unde..........OH.OOOOOOOOH SHIT! FUCKKKKKKK that hurts! BOI: The shock in your rectum will be increased if it becomes necessary to gain your respect. You will address this board with the term "SIR", and you will do so NOW. I will not tolerate any eunuch talking to any man unless the eunuch does so respectfully and humbly, especially when you are talking to me. Don't you dare act like you have balls! Do you understand? BP: Uh......yeah....I...I mean, yes sir. I understand. But I'd like to say right up front that.......... BOI: The eunuch will limit his answers to the questions he is asked. I only have a few questions, and I only want a few answers. If you lie to me, or to this board, I'll have your limp dick cut off. Make sure you understand THAT. Do YOU? BP: Y...y....YES SIR. I...I understand. BOI: Good. My first question concerns Mr Hicks. Did Mr Hicks promise you that you would win the match? BP: Uh.....yeah...I mean, yes sir, in a way he said that. What he said specifically was that I was going to be freed, and would be the first fighter to win his freedom in the club's history. He told me I would be the envy of every fighter, and there was only a set of boy nuts in the way. I had already beaten the boy in several different training matches. I beat him again during the match too. BOI: I will remind you that you did not beat the boy. The younger fighter won the match as far as our chief referee is concerned. The ruling of the referee is final, and your subsequent castration was the correct outcome as far as he is concerned. BP: That's not fair! The wimp didn't beat me! I wiped the mat with his face, and his ass. He wasnt a fighter, and he was nothing more than a skinny twirp who tried to run from me. BOI: Perhaps you see it that way, and apparently, from the responses recorded on the lie detector, you do. Nevertheless, he did win the match, and he certainly was the one that gelded you. Since he still has his balls and you do not, I think even you would have to say he beat you. BP: It was the worst experience you can imagine. I beat him...I DID! And then they dragged me to the rack, and then they let him grab my balls. HE GRABBED MY BALLS! BOI: I believe he did more than grab them....I think he stole them from you. You lost, can't you realize that? BP: No. Even he...even David knew he lost. He didn't beat me, and the decision wasn't fair! He kicked me in the balls on purpose, and then he gelded me when I crumpled from the hit. That's not fair! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!! BOI: You think the other fight didn't pin you? BP: He only pinned me by kicking me in the nuts. I was the champ! He was nothing to me, and he was just a kid. A KID! I won that match! I did. None of it was fair. NONE OF IT. You have no idea how demeaning it was when he put his pencil dick up my ass. He fucked me! HE FUCKED ME FOR GOD'S SAKE! Everyone was laughing, and he just pushed and pulled his pencil dick in and out. He was grunting as he fucked me, as if my ass was a pussy. It just wasn't right. I should have taken him; it should have been me that cut off HIS balls. Yeah....it should have been me! BOI: So, you thought you were going to win the entire time, and were confident up until what point then? When did you know...know you were in trouble? BP: Well....I really thought I was going to beat him the entire time. He was nothing. I...I don't think I ever accepted it. Even when they said he had pinned me, I didn't remember it; I didn't remember him doing that. But even after that Mr Hicks was trying to get the boy in the rack, because he knew he wasnt a fighter and he sure didn't deserve to be declared a winner. Of course, then they came out of the stands, and started dragging me down. After that, well, after that I knew I was in serious trouble. Still, I don't think I believed it was really going to happen, not until they banded me. Yeah...when they banded me that's when I knew my balls were going to be taken. BOI: That must have been an unwelcome feeling. (grinning) BP: You really can't imagine it. When those rubber donuts were snapped over my scrotum I've never felt anything like it in the world. It hurt like shit....really deep, and the snap was so powerful and the donut so crushing that it felt like somebody was just continuously kicking my balls after that. They hurt so damn bad, and yet, as I struggled, and tried to swing them, I knew it was hopeless and it was going to happen. BOI: And then the boy fucked your ass. Was that the worst moment for you? BP: Well, no....the worst moment was when he took my sack in his fist just before he nutted me. He was holding me, holding my balls, and feeling them, and as he pulled downward on the sac and stretched it out from my body, my cock pointed downward at the ground. The people watching came to their feet, and everyone it seemed was anxious for him to geld me. Nobody was on my side! I felt him hook the blade over the skin there, and when I felt that I knew I was done. I felt a sharp stab, and then, well, I can't explain it, but my dick just started to spurt out jism on its own, almost like it wanted to do so before it wasn't possible anymore. When I started to cum the boy laughed, and I think its because he knew he was the real loser. He just held my balls like that for a very long time, even as my nuts erupted and I spurted out my seed. Everyone laughed at me then, as that boy was holding my balls and waiting for me to empty them. I was a MAN for God's sake...A MAN! He was just a boy, and his balls were tiny and insignificant. He had no right to be holding my balls. No right at all! He knew he hadn't really beaten me, and the fight hadn't been fair. You know...he waited a long time before he cut me. I think he hesitated because he knew he was the one that should be getting castrated. Thats what I think. Yeah...he knew he wasn't worthy to take my balls. BOI: But he did take them. BP: Well....yeah. The very second I stopped spurting, he jerked his fist and pulled the knife through my balls, in a single, fast jerk. I know I rolled my eyes back into my head, and after that I feinted. BOI: It should not have surprised you to be unmanned. As a loser, you deserved what you got. BP: No. NO! BOI: We have no further questions for the eunuch. He is dismissed, and his services are no longer needed. Make sure he is free for outsourcing, and find a good home for his hole. We need to ask the other fighter just a few questions, and we can conclude this board of inquiry. Final interview by Board of Inquiry (BOI) with David R, Fight Club fighter (FCF): BOI: David, I'm sorry to bring you back in here, but we have another question that we need to clarify. Your win was somewhat controversial, and the eunuch that you castrated claims that even you yourself knew you should have been the declared loser. He claims that you hesitated for a very long time before making the slice, and that seems to be substantiated by videotape review. So, we need to determine why you took so long. Did you hesitate because you thought it should have been your balls being taken? He claims you kicked him in the groin on purpose, and knew you had cheated to win your match. David (FCF): No...that's not it at all. I didn't even know I had kicked him. The reason I hesitated to geld him had nothing to do with any concerns that I wasnt the winner. You see, when I moved in to take his balls, I knew it was something I was supposed to do. We have all been trained, and I knew how to do it...where to make the cut that is. But when I grabbed them they were very hot...and wet with sweat. Yeah...he had sweaty balls....and the sweat went all the way down the crack of his ass and his entire back was glistening. As I grabbed them I caught his smell....the same smell I had inhaled whenever he was stuffing his cock down my throat all those times in training. When I grabbed his nuts I smelled it again, and that's when it seemed so unreal. I hesitated....and I know I just stared at his sac and felt his hot nuts and tried to figure out what to do. BOI: I see. So...so you deny you delayed because you were thinking you should have lost? David (FCF): I wasnt thinking about anything like that. I was just thinking about his balls, and how big they were. His nuts were really big, powerful balls, and it seemed strange that they were in my hand and I was about to cut them off of him. He was struggling so damn hard. I didn't mean to wait so long. I tried to nut him...I jerked the knife but it hung on something, and when it slit the skin he grunted and the entire rack shook. That's when he squirted. When I pulled the knife and it only went in part way, he grunted, and then his dick started spewing out his white jism onto the floor. I know I should have just ignored it and pulled the knife harder...but when he was squirting I decided to let him finish. He was grunting out his sperm, and it just seemed that the proper thing to do was to let him finish ejaculating. I mean, it was his last time, a last opportunity, and it just seemed appropriate to let him finish squirting out what was his last and final load. That's why I waited. I just help the blade against his sac and waited...until his prick was finished and his goo was all pumped out on the floor. When he was done then that's when I finally finished castrating him. BOI: So, you had no trouble pulling the knife then? David (FCF) Well....it seemed odd, to have that much power. He was begging me, and his voice was cracking like a scared boy's. You know, when I was holding his balls I was surprised at their size, and I was starting at them, and how fat they were, when he was pumping and his cock was spurting out his cream. For a second I did hesitate because I didn't want to screw it up. But then I saw the bands, and when I saw that I knew I could do it. They tell us in training the bands really are the things that nut them, because in the Fight Club a band is never removed. So....once he was banded his balls were doomed, and knowing that I figured that having me snip them off was infinitely better than making him watch them rot off. Consequently, when I saw the bands and realized they were killing his nuts, no matter what I did, I jerked my fish really hard, and fast, and with a single slice I severed his balls from his body. BOI: Well, thank you David. You did what you were supposed to do. I think we understand, and you have our congratulations on your win. POST SCRIPT: Following the board of inquiry, the board ruled on all three allegations, and made one recommendation that was followed. They ruled that Fight Club staff members Hicks and Plestovich did indeed attempt to predetermine the outcome of Fight Club Match #218. Further, the board ruled that employees Hicks and Plestovich attempted to affect the fighting ability of a Fight Club Fighter, including forcibly masturbating a figher just prior to his match. This is an illegal act under Fight Club policy. On the third and final allegation, the board found that there was no evidence to indicate that any of the Fight Club judging was biased or uneven, and that allegation was dismissed in its entirety. The final recommendation was that employees Hicks and Plestovich deserved to be castrated without the benefit of anesthesia, in accordance with the gross discipline provision of their employment contract. That sentence was appealed and reviewed. A review board consisting of eight Fight Club officers reviewed the board of inquiry recommendation, and it was subsequently upheld and found to be appropriate. Following that review, the two employees were taken to the central square within the Fight Club compound, and restrained in wooden stocks by their neck and wrists. They were held in public display within the central square. They were then stripped of their clothing, and then double-banded in front of the full contingent of Fight Club slaves. They were allowed to keep their right hand free, and only their only their left hands and necks were kept within the stocks that secured them. Both men struggled intensely, and used their free hand almost continuously to try and somehow remove their bands from their scrotums. Gregory Hicks realized early that it was a useless attempt, and after that he masturbated himself three times to orgasm while wearing the band, probably because he knew that it was his last opportunity to do so. Much later Plestovich also jerked himself off as well, although he only shot a single load during his punishment period. As for the castration bands themselves, they were left in place for 24 hours. Afterwards, the two men's dead scrotums were excised using a common pair of shears. The last of the pair's castration was completed at 5:16 pm on April 3rd, after which they were released and their employment terminated. More quotes from the Fight Club: Oh....oh..GOD. YOU BANDED ME!" -- spoken by Gregory Hicks, age 37, FC employee, immediately after having his dangling scrotum banded while he was restrained in front of the full contingent of Fight Club slaves. "Fuck it. It doens't matter now......go ahead and snip em off" - spoken by R. Plestovich, just before his dead nuts were severed from his body with a pair of garden shears. At the time his balls had been banded for 24 hours, and were black and numb when he was castrated. "Look at that fucking wad!" - spoken by an unidentified FC member, upon watching Blake P ejaculate a big load of jism onto the floor just prior to being castrated. "THAT'S IT COCKSUKER...SWALLOW MY LOAD!" - spoken by Blake P, 21 days prior to his scheduled match, to David R, fight club fighter and pending opponent in the ring. Blake forced David to suck his erect penis on several occasions, using his position as a former champion to force his opponent to sexually satisfy him. These sessions ended when Blake was subsequently castrated by David following match #218. "NO! NO WAY! DON'T YOU DARE FUCK MY HOLE!" - spoken by Blake P, just seconds before his rectum was penetrated by his winning opponent. [Loser: match #218] [Authors note: © Copyright September, 2004. All rights reserved. Not to be copied without the consent of the author. -Nathan// [email protected]] |