Too Much Confidence

When I was cleaned up and out of surgery, Julie, a coworker friend came up to me, obviously concerned. Turns out the patient was her husband. The surgeon had to go immediately to another operation and had not been able to talk to her, and now was not the time to quote hospital policy. I told her he was doing great and there was nothing life threatening at all but did also tell her what the outcome was. She just started crying and thanking me, and it was obvious that all she cared about was that he was going to be ok.

I had done similiar procedures before without much thought, but this was somehow family and I couldn't keep from thinking of the scalpel and my being there as he became gelded. Truth be told, every time I did think of it, it aroused me.

A few months later, Stephanie, my best friend and coworker, and I were having lunch in the cafeteria and Julie sat down and joined us. We were all friends and all knew of the accident and result.

"How is Bob doing?" I asked really wanting to know.

"He's great, believe it or not," she replied with sincerity.

"Oh good."

I wanted to know more but didn't want to pry and it got quiet for a few seconds.

"Do you two mind hearing about it? I haven't really been able to talk to anyone about it."

Stephanie and I in unison begged, "Please!" and blushed like girls.

"If I'd have known it would be like this, I would've let him buy that motorcycle years ago."

"Really?!"

"Yes! He's a new man. He is so much more caring and tender. He helps around the house. His year old 'things to do list' is nearly finished, it's amazing!"

"Really?!" is all we could muster between us.

"Yes!" she said nearly laughing. "And....." she leaned over the table and whispered to us, "What a lover!"

"You're kidding."

She looked like the cat that swallowed the canary so we were pretty sure she wasn't kidding.

"Really! His tongue work is...." She couldn't even finish. She just shuddered thinking about it.

"Can he........?"

"Man can he! He used to wear a patch but didn't like it. Now I give him hormone shots and it's like....., I don't even know what it's like," she says with a giddy grin. " I determine how much to give and when, and that with a little blue pill.......HALLELUHAH!!!!"

The three of us busted out laughing.

"And he says, and I believe him, that's he's happier than he's ever been too!"

"Wow. That's so cool. Any regrets at all?"

"Ya know, we've talked about that, and there is one. The results we both love, but we do wish the circumstances had been different of course. Since the accident, we've done a lot of research, and believe it or not, castration is a fairly common male fantasy, and some of the stories on the net are really hot."

"You're kidding!"

"No, really. We both would want it to be as it is now, but wish we could have made it into a scene and me be the one to castrate him."

"Oh man, excuse me ladies. I need to go to the women's room," I replied only half kidding.

We all laughed again then had to get back to work. I saw Stephanie again just at the end of shift and as we looked at each other, it was obvious we had had and still were having the same reaction.

As I pased by her, she mumbled under her breath, "I'm so frickin horny..."

All I had time for was, "Uh huh," and a laugh.

When I got home, it was still a couple hours before Steve would get home so I headed straight for the computer and started searching for info. In just a few minutes, I got an IM from Stephanie with a web address. I shot back "I'm already there, lol."

We were both at the "Eunuch Archive" and things were in motion. Over the next couple of months, we shared a mutual fantasy of our own, and speculated........

Part 2

Stephanie, Dave(her husband), me and Steve(my husband) have all been best friends for years and very "comfortable" around each other. In fact, there was even a shared attraction that I'm sure was known to all.

One Friday night, we had them over for a cookout, and afterwards were just watching some tv when the infamous topic of "which is the superior sex" surfaced once again. It normally comes down to the same ending. We girls acknowledge the guys are going to win the arm wrestling contests but insist that doesn't make men superior, maybe just better soldiers. They took that as victory.

"We're not talking about who's stronger, we're talking about who's superior," I remind them.

"It's the same thing," Steve insists.

"You against a lion, who's going to win?" I shoot back.

"Depends," he offers rather weakly.

"Depends on what?" asks Stephanie. "The lion is stronger, he must be superior."

"It's not the same thing," is Dave"s only input.

"God never gives the brain and the brawn to the same group," I insist.

They were beat, but would never admit it, and seeing an opportunity, I moved in, hoping Stephanie had seen it too and would go along.

"You two guys never admit defeat. We acknowledge men are physically stronger, but women could control men as easy as changing channels on that tv. We've just been conditioned not to, so we don't."

"Yeah, right."

"Good comeback," Steph laughs. "All we'd have to do is rub our tits against you, make your cocks hard and you'd all give out the combination to the bank vault."

I smiled at her and winked. We were definately on the same page.

"Ahh, you flatter yourselves," Steve says.

"Care to make a wager?" I ask.

"Sounds interesting," Dave chimes in. "What do you have in mind?"

"We can make you both give up anything, of any value, just by making you horny, over just one weekend. You'd give up the world if you owned it."

"What do we get when we win?" Steve asks.

"Since it's not going to happen, name it. What do you want?" Steph asks.

"You're so sure of yourselves, the next weekend, you two are ours, for any pleasure we desire, all weekend." Steve offers.

"SEE! You two are gonna be so easy! You're on." Steph says.

I add, "I'm in," and so do the guys.

"What is it exactly you two win?" Dave asks laughing.

"Just anything we want! We can ask for anything and get you to agree by weekends end, or get nothing at all. But guys, it's going to cost you dearly."

"You have to make us agree though," says Steve.

"We'll do better than that. We'll make you beg to give it to us!" I assure them. "Because there'll be no cumming all weekend till you do."

We all agreed to the terms and set the date for 3 weeks away. We had to make a few arrangements.

Part 3

Steph and I had prepared a formal contract for all to sign to show them just how serious we were. They tried to appear calm and signed as if no big deal. We led them both down into the basement and the weekend was on.

Steph and I both were dressed very conservatively for the time being, probably much to their surprize and disappointment. They both had to be available for anything we wanted to do to them, short of pain, up until the time the bet was lost. Then, we had specific rights to take what was ours in any matter we desired.

The basement was divided into three rooms by simple black curtains. David was taken to one room while Steve waited in the stairwell. His room had a simple leather chair, a metal table and a video camera setup with lights, and a metal tray.

Stephanie took charge of her husband and asked him to strip of everything and have a seat in the chair, legs spread wide over the arms.

I walked over to him and kneeled in front him, having never seen him naked before. I lifted his swelling member to have a good look at our prize. It was the first time I had handled another man's cock except my husband's since college. It felt good having him grow by my touch and gaze. Tonight really was about the power of being a woman and I was going to relish every minute of it and make it pay off.

"Very nice indeed Dave. A prize worthy of conquest."

"What do you mean by that?" he asked nervously.

"We decided we want your balls."

"What?!"

"You heard me. We want your balls. You'll both offer us your balls to cum, even beg for us to take them, 'cause that's the only way you get to cum all weekend."

He didn't know how to respond, but his cock did, and it grew longer and harder. I took it into my mouth and softly sucked for only a few seconds, let it plop out of my mouth with a pop and reached for the shaving supplies on the tray.

"First thing we're going to do is give you a good shave so it'll already be done come pay-up time."

"Getting a little ahead of yourself aren't you?" he asked, but not sure of himself.

"Oh I don't think so. You don't really think you can go 30 hours with this kind of attention and not once ask to cum do you?" all the while massaging his manly orbs.

Again, he had no comment. Perhaps reality was already setting in.

Stephanie had gone to get Steve and take him to his makeshift room to start his preperation, seperated by only a thin curtain, both able to hear the others predicament.

The shave was done very slowly and with great care, using a straight razor for the mental pressure it was sure to put on them. The warm soapy water and warm towel had to feel wonderful on his very naked flesh.

I peaked in on the other room and saw Stephanie sucking on my own husband as she waited for the shaving supplies. It made me hotter than I ever imagined to watch her use her skills on Steve.

"Mmmmm, don't stop on my account, but we're through with the razor whenever you want it."

She looked over to me and smiled, cock still engulfed. Catching Steve in such a position any other time would have made me physically sick, but this was sexy as hell. We shared a common goal and was determined to help each other attain it.

"Please don't stop," I said. "I want to watch you take him to the edge." Then I turned around and told Dave to stay seated, I was going to watch his wife suck on Steve a few minutes, and I left him alone with his thoughts.

Steve was naked and reclining in his own leather chair. I stared intently as her head slowly bobbed up and down on his engorged shaft. Her hands roamed over his chest and sides, and the slurping sounds coming from their union was driving me towards the edge and I could only imagine what it was doing to him, especially with me watching and encouraging her on. His eyes were closed tight and I kind of chuckled wondering if he was already having to do math problems in his head to keep from cumming. She must have sensed it too and raised off him.

"Mmmmm, I love sucking cock, but let's get that shave out of the way so it'll be done come collection time."

He opened his eyes but they were blank. He said nothing, made no gestures at all as she lathered his already wet cock and sack with hot soapy water and started shaving his genitalia bare.

"I see by his expression he knows what we're after."

"He sure does," Stephanie anwers with a confident smile.

I went back to Dave's room needing some cock myself, told him how hot his wife was and started some sucking of my own.

His cock in my mouth, I wanted him dangerously close. I sucked in earnest and in just a couple minutes I saw Stephanie come into our cubicle. She watched me give him head just as I had done her and to my amazement, her watching aroused me all the more.

I was on my knees and she came up and kneeled behind me. I felt her arms come around me and feel for the buttons of my blouse. My sigh could have been for Dave, but it wasn't. In no time, my shirt was opened and sliding off my shoulders, leaving me in slacks and a lacy black demi cup bra. When she placed her hands on my shoulders, I turned and our lips met. I had been sucking her husband and she mine, but that was the last thing on my mind at the time. I had never kissed a woman before, not like that. The guys were screwed. Our tongues danced for only a moment and we broke.

She spoke,"Let's get the guys secured then we can take a little break from them."

We had planned on teasing them by flirting and making out a little with each other, but this was way more than that, but that's another story.

We had them secured to the tables in no time, and I'm not sure if it helped or hurt them that we were in such a hurry. Then we went to the third room, again, not our original intent but very handy so they could hear and imagine what we might be doing.

Part 4

Our needs having been met splendidly, we returned to our prey. She was going to spend a few minutes with Steve and I was going to be with Dave before double teaming them one at a time. I knew the exact same thing was happening in the next room as I was doing in mine. We were both in just panties now. I cuddled up to Steve and started in on him, teasing him verbally.

"You're a lucky man. You're wife is amazing! Giving up your balls will be nothing like not having a tongue to taste her nectar. You want to taste her?" and I leaned down and kissed him deeply, knowing he could recognize and taste her sex still on my tongue.

I broke it off and knew he was in bad shape. "Speaking of tongues.... she is amazing with that too! But enough about her. How are you holding up? You're what it's all about tonight. How are you doing? Ready to give it up? Ohhh, bad choice of words. Sorry about that."

He didn't answer, nor did I expect him too. I stayed up by his head but reached down and started fondling his balls. He had oozed so much precum already that they were soaked, and with the fresh shave he was slick, smooth, and wet. It was very sexy fondling and teasing him, waiting for Stephanie to join us. I stroked his cock a couple of times and knew he was already on the verge. We couldn't make him cum or he was safe for a while, maybe even for good, so I was extremely careful. Then Stephanie poked her head in.

"How's it going in here?"

I had to answer, "Not too good I'm afraid. Looks like you'll soon be married to a eunuch."

"Ouch! That bad already? Looks like we're in the same shape then. Steve's merely a technicality."

"No hope, huh?"

"No, I'm afrad not."

"What do you say we take this one's ..... 'statement' first?"

"Mmmmm, I was hoping you'd say that."

"No, please no!" Dave blurts out finally.

"So you can talk? Good. That way there won't be any misunderstanding." I assure him. "Come feel how wet he is, and how soft and smooth."

"Oh yeah, you did a great job shaving him. You didn't cut him at all?"

"Nope, not yet."

"We're so cruel."

"We're going to have to be careful, but why don't I take the cock and you the balls? I mean in our mouth," I say with a laugh.

"I love it!"

She kneels between his legs and I climb up on the table and lower my panty clad crotch down just inches from his face while taking his cock deep inside my mouth as she gently tugs at his balls with her teeth and mouth. I occassionaly lower myself all the way to his mouth bumping my clit on his nose. We both come off his genitals simultaneously knowing he is seconds away from cumming if we don't. We meet above him and share the kiss as he just moans. Back and forth we go, between each others tongues and her husbands genitals.

He's available now just for the asking and we all know it.

Stephanie starts the grilling, "It's ok baby! You can ask for it and we'll give it to you."

I keep mouthing his cock as she continues on....

"You need to cum baby and everybody here knows it. It's not merely a desire, you need it. You can't deny it. It's ok."

I rise off again and just listen, as mesmarized by her words as he must be.

"You're gonna be my eunuch and I'm gonna take care of you, and your still gonna take care of me and my needs. There's no gift you can ever give me that will be more precious than what you are about to give up. I want your balls, Baby."

She leans back down and kisses them. "It's gotta be unbearable for you right now. You made a foolish bet. One you could never win. The cost of losing is high."

"Oh no, please no!" he pleads.

We both go back to work on him with our mouths, taking him to the edge over and over.

"I want you to understand, Baby. When you ask us to let you cum, you are accepting that the price will be your castration. We ARE going to castrate you. It's not a joke and its not a game. You're going to cum like never before, but your inevitably going to sacrifice your balls. It'll all be over, no more pressure. You can beg all you want without worry. One time and your free, Baby."

"No. Please no!"

"Yes Baby. The price is set. You get to cum and we get to take your balls off anyway we want too."

She took one of his balls back into her mouth and sucked. I did the same to his glans and all four of our hands stroked and squeezed his engorged shaft.

"Please let me cum, but please let me keep my balls, please!"

We both sigh at his statement and I feel a rush come over me. Never before had I ever felt so proud and powerful to be a woman. We had just had a strong virile man sacrifice his beloved jewels to us for our pleasure.

"No 'buts' Baby, say it again without the 'but' and it's over."

"Please let me cum. Please!"

"Mmmmm, good boy. That's it! You get to cum Baby, you get to cum! And we get to castrate you! Your nuts are coming off one at a time. Its done."

Stephanie looked up at me and smiled in triumph. I smiled back and went for the surgical supplies.

We sat him up so he could watch and secured him again, this time tying his thighs apart as well as his feet. I swapped his scrotum with antiseptic after Stephanie took them in her mouth a final time and sucked, much harder this time, uncomfortably hard. Stephanie opened the sterile scalpal and gloved. She squeezed his balls in her hand and he winced in true pain. We had never planned on dulling anything with medicine, wanting their orgasms to be as powerful as possible and believing the price of losing should be high.

Once he was cut and clamped, I left them alone for a few minutes and went to deal with Steve.

Part 5

Steve was staring at the ceiling when I pulled the curtain back. He was only semi-erect, but so wet I wondered if had already climaxed.

"How do you think you're doing Sweetie? Gonna be able to hold up?"

"Please don't start, please!"

"We're just about 4 hours into the weekend and have already collected one testicle, with another dying on the cord. Think you can hold off another 26 hours or so?"

"Please let me go."

"That wouldn't be very fair to Dave now would it? And I assure you, we never intended on just collecting two testicles this weekend. It's just a matter of time before you give yours up too, and we all know it. Don't we Steve?"

"Please no Baby, Please no!"

"You're really pretty good at begging. But you might try begging for something that will actually accomplish something. I guarantee when you start begging to cum you'll get results."

"Ohhhhhhh..."

"I want to show you something."

I walk through the curtain to the third room and bring it back. Holding it up, I inquire, "Do you know what this is?"

He looks at the imposing metal contraption clutched in my hands, rolls his eyes back in disbelief and starts shaking his head.

"I don't know what it's called. I probably know what it is..."

I chuckle, "Yeah, I imagine you do. It's called a Burdizzo. It's a castration clamp, and it's your fate."

"Ohhhh. No. Please no!"

"You know the key to it's proper use? Once in position, it has to be used fast and hard, snapping it closed. What it does is crush the spermatic cord. It's designed to crush the cord still inside the scrotum, but I'm sure it would work just as well with the cord outside the scrotum, wouldn't you imagine? I'm gonna be honest with you, Sweetheart. I've had it for about three months, waiting for an opportunity, fantasizing of this situation presenting itself, and here we are."

"I haven't asked to cum. You can't! Please no!"

"You're right. You haven't begged to cum, yet. We both know it's inevitable though. We're just a few hours into the weekend and look at your cohort."

I pulled the curtain back seperating us from Dave's area. There he lay on the bare metal table, his pelvis right at the edge. His thighs were spread wide and secured in the attachments. At that moment, Stephanie was up on the table with him, straddling and riding his face. His cock still hard, throbbing and thrashing as she used his face and his predicament for her pleasure.

I looked at Steve's eyes. Any other situation and they'd for sure be on Stephanies naked, sweaty form and her dance on Dave's face. He'd always thought she was hot, but this was an extraordinary situation and his stare was at the other end of the table.

Perhaps even unaware, Steve shuddered at the sight. A large metal clamp dangled and swayed at the end of a severed cord pulled outside the sack as he eagerly and with complete abandon ate out his gourgous wife. In the other testicle, still hidden in the scrotum, was buried a needle and syringe, already void of it's contents, whatever it had been.

"He's finished. There's no going back."

"No," Steve mumbled softly.

"He probably didn't even realize he asked to cum, but he did. Then we told him it was over, and he knew. There was no denial. We gave him the chance to really do it right and boy, did he respond! Stephanie kissed his balls one last time and I swabbed him off with antiseptic. She gloved and opened the scalpel as I started to stroke him. She slit open his sack and his confusion was awesome. He couldn't tell if it was pain or incredible pleasure. She said he'd never been harder in his life! I believe it. How could he? He was like a marble statue, but so alive and throbbing. I stopped pumping him well short of him cumming and watched her work his testicle to the opening and pop it out. I swear I nearly came right then."

"Please stop..."

"She pulled it out real slow, till it was taut, and then pulled some more. I know you had to hear his moans."

"Ohhhhh"

"Then she dropped it."

"No, please no."

"It bounced and swayed out in the open. So naked and available for the taking. We have it all on tape too. If you play your cards right, we'll let you watch it before we open you up."

"No, I don't want to. Please no."

"She took it back into her gloved hand and rubbed the length of the naked cord, milking his cord and testicle, squeezing a little harder each time. It was so hot, all I could do was watch. Thats when he really started begging!"

Dave just sighed in exasperation.

"We told him what a good little beggar he was. I think then it really hit him what a foolish bet you'd both made."

"I can't believe it though. I can't believe you really cut his ball off," shaking his head.

"Oh, but we did. But not till he begged for us to. Of course he started off just begging to cum, but then we explained that when he did cum we were gonna take off his left nut. He got quiet for a while, but men will be men and he couldn't help himself."

"No, no, NO!!!!!"

"We explained what was going to happen and since it was going to be simultaneous, would he do us girls a favor and instead of begging us to make him cum, he'd be much more effective if he'd beg us to nut him!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"He was reluctant at first, but not for long. I started stroking him off and Stephanie kept milking his cord and ball, slapping and pulling. 'Say it! she quipped."

"Nut me."

"Louder!"

"Nut me please!"

"The ice was broken now and he let go - Nut me! Please, oh please nut me! I beg you. Take it off. Take my nut! Please! - She had his ball in one hand and the scalpel in the other. He began to buck and thrust, fucking my hand and his own cord."

"Please stop, I don't want to know," Dave pleaded.

"You had to have heard us. We were all so hot and he was screaming - Take it! Cut my nut off! The contractions overtook him he spewed like never before, or certainly never again. He screamed as he emptied himself and as the second solid string of cum launched into the air, Stephanie severed his cord and held it up for him to see it. He came in buckets and I milked him for all he was worth. When he was finally spent, she clamped off his cord and let it dangle, just like it is now."

"This can't be happening!"

"Did you really think we wouldn't do it? We didn't even stop there. See the syringe?"

"Yes."

"As soon as he came down from his high, Stephanie stroked his face and wiped his sweat away, telling him,'We're going to make it final now so you can relax and not have to wonder if we are really going to finish you off, Baby. We are indeed.' Then she asked me to to get the injection ready for him."

"I can't believe this!"

"He watched as I drew 5cc's into the syringe. Stephanie started explaining,'Your remaining testicle is going to be directly injected with a castration

chemical. You'll feel a slight prick when the needle penetrates your scrotum and another, sharper prick as she pushes through your testicle.' She had now reached down to his groin and pushed his ball to the bottom of his scrotum and held it there. It was SO amazing! He offered no resistance at all. It was true and absolute surrender!"

All Steve could do was shudder and moan.

"I got down on my knees and put my hand with hers to hold him firmly and tried to go really slow so he could feel both punctures of the needle just as she described. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to keep from cumming myself! He never even winced! Once buried in the middle of his nut, I waited for her cue."

"You TEASE! Please stop, I don't want to hear anymore! Please stop."

"She told him,' When you're ready, Baby. You'll feel a burning sensation as she injects you. It'll be uncomfortable, but not bad and it won't last but a minute or so, but the effect will be permanent. Then it's all over. It's nonreversable and for certain. Your last nut will start dying on the cord, and you will be my eunuch. It's time Baby, are you ready? On the count of three. One.... two........three. Do it!"

"NO, NO, No!"

"I bottomed the syringe as slow as I could but my body was beginning to spasm, so I left it there where it is now and enjoyed what was happening with my own body and thought of you."

"Oh no."

Part 6

"I wanted to give them some time alone and have some time with you before Stephanie joins us and we finalize you."

"No Baby, NO. Please no."

"I have a proposition for you. Are you coherent enough to listen and think clearly."

"I'll listen to any offer, yes please!"

"Good. Dave's eventual absolute surrender turned me on more than you can imagine, and I started thinking of you, of us. I want you Steve. I want you more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. I want you to think about this before responding. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"You have a choice to make. A very difficult choice. The first option is to try to resist as long as possible, in hopes of lasting through the weekend. Should you make it without ever asking to cum, you win the bet and will remain intact. If you make this choice, and lose, two things happen. As promised, when you ask to cum, you will be allowed to cum, but it won't be like Dave's. We'll go just far enough that cumming is inevitable, and stop."

"What?!"

"As soon as you start, we stop. You'll buck and hump anything, but nothing will be there. You'll shoot your load, but not at all be satisfied. You will get release, but no relief. You understand what I'm saying, don't you?"

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"As soon as you're through ejaculating, I'll take your left cord and place it in the jaws of the burdizzo and crush it. It takes less than 30 seconds to render it useless. Then I'll crush the other cord the same way. In one minutes time, you'll be forever castrated."

"No, I beg you, no!"

"That is your easy way out. Very unsatisfying, very quick, and very final."

"The easy way?!"

"Yes."

"And afterwards, our marriage will remain as it has. Well, except you'll have been castrated of course.

"AHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!"

"When I've explained your other option and you fully understand, I'll leave you alone with your thoughts for 30 minutes so you can decide. Stephanie and I will both return then for your decision, and at that time, it becomes final. There will be no more propositions, no alternatives and no negotiations. Do you understand so far?"

"Yes."

"Very good. This is your other option: I want you. I want you to be mine, to be my possession, the rest of this weekend and the rest of our life. I want you to submit to my every whim and to give yourself to me to use as I see fit always, and you and all that you are will be mine and my resposibility. I'll take your offering from you only after it is unconditionally surrendered to me. Don't kid yourself, this is the more difficult of the two choices. Steve?"

"Yes."

"You will still be castrated."

"I can't believe this!!"

"The burdizzo will still be my chosen instrument, on at least one cord, and it will be used outside the scrotum. After the cord is crushed and rendered useless, the testicle will be completely removed. You will get to cum though. I mean really cum and cum hard!"

"I can't believe this!!"

"The fate of the other testicle will be no better. It, like Steve's, will be injected to seal it's fate, only to be removed at a later time, by another means. By any means and at any time I so choose."

"I can't believe this! PLEASE NO!"

"If you chose the latter, I am to be addressed as Ma'am. I will be your Dominatrix and you my submissive. Our marriage will take on a whole other life. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any questions?"

"No."

"I will return in 30 minutes with Stephanie to get your decision. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Very good then. Choose wisely."