Thecia cuts a slave

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

One cool morning on my way to work (at my day job," my prepaid cell phone rang. My friend Digger was on the line. He told me that he needed a favor. Could I cut tomorrow? He said an old friend of his needed my services. This old friend was from his biker days and she called herself Madam Sadie.

It seems that she has a slave and she wants him cut at once. Of late I only cut in Mexico, but as Digger had vouched for her, I would have to cut in Texas just one more time. I owed Digger a lot; he got me into this business and supplies most of my clients. On top of that, she would pay my full price.

I arraigned to meet the Dominatrix and her slave at the Gem Motel near the Dallas Fort Worth Airport. At six PM, the appointed hour she showed up with a well-dressed man in tow. She was a tiny thing, maybe five two or three and not more than one hundred pounds. She had black hair, brown eyes and a nice figure. She wore a heavy raincoat; the coat seemed a little too warm for the 60-degree Dallas temp. The slave looked like the man in the Brawny paper towel ads. About six three, square jawed with a full head of thick black hair and all muscle. He only addressed her as Mistress, and only when she spoke to him.

She had left special instructions with Digger. I had with me, a hot plate, a pot, a garden snips, an aluminum pan and my soldering iron.

Madam Sadie told me to call her Sadie as she removed her coat. Under the coat she wore a black leather corset with leather panties under it, on her feet were Gestapo type black leather boots. She held a riding crop in her hand. She instructed me to call the slave Maggot. She tapped him lightly on the forehead with the crop and said, "strip." Without a word he began to strip.
He had very wide shoulders and a washboard stomach. Really a perfect man. When his last piece of clothing came off I gasped. His limp penis hung halfway to his knee and his big balls hung almost as far. I was, needless to say, impressed. I took Sadie aside and said "Are you sure you want to cut this package?" She nodded in the affirmative and moved toward him. She had him lay on the ground face up. She said, "do you want this lady to take your balls off?" His answer was "Mistress, they are your balls to do with as you wish." She dropped her leather underwear and said "I’m going to fuck you now Maggot, but I’m not even going to look at you." By this time his already impressive cock had grown to rolling pin size. True to her word she faced away from him and impaled herself on that huge rod. I swear, I don’t know how that little body took that horse cock in, but she took every inch. I saw his big balls tighten when he was ready, she jumped up and said "Maggot, you’re not going do pump that slimy goo into my pussy" with that he started to shoot. Big ropes of cum shot out of that huge rod. Two or three of the spurts flew above my eye level and I’m five six.
 She looked at me and told me that it had been satisfactory, but that he was better with his tongue. She said that she often used him to clean other men’s cum from her pussy and to wipe her butt with his tongue.

I prepared to tie him to the bed, but she interrupted and said, "That won’t be necessary, he’ll stand still for you and you won’t need a gag." She told him to stand over the aluminum pan with his legs spread. "Stand there till she’s finished." She commanded. He stood.
 I had put a pot of water on the little hot plate and it had come to a boil. I dropped the garden shears in to the pot and let them boil. I normally use a scalpel but she had requested a clean, one shot cut. While I was preparing Sadie was playing with his big balls. His erection was back every bit as big as before.

She took out a spatula that she had brought and used it to scrape up his last ample load. She transferred it to the aluminum pan. She then told him " I’m going to suck you, but not for your pleasure, for mine. I want to see you cum just before Thecia cuts your big nuts off." She looked at me and said, "Please wait five seconds after he stops cumming before you cut." I nodded in reply.

She started sucking that big cock like a pro. Running most of it down her throat. It took a little longer this time but within minutes he was ready. She pulled her head away and held the pan to his cock. The load was every bit as big as the last one and it covered the bottom of the pan.
She placed the pan back between his spread legs and nodded to me. I slipped the elastrator over his nuts. They were so big that I had to work one at a time into the machine. When the band was tight (to keep the bleeding down.) I but the large curved garden shears around his nutsack. With all my strength I pulled the handles together. The sharp blade went through skin, cords and ducts in one slice. Those huge balls fell like a picked pair of plums. When they hit the pan, the cum spattered all over the place and it made kind of a sploosh sound. Maggot never even flinched. He just stood there, bleeding from the remains of his scrotum. I used my soldering iron to sear the edges and stop the bleeding. Even the hot iron didn’t make him cry out. True obedience.

His now dead balls just lay there in the puddle of their own cum. I picked them up, washed the cum off and slipped them into my waiting peanut butter jar.

Sadie said, "Don’t worry, we’ll clean up." She then had him go on all fours and lick the drops of cum and blood off of the floor, after which she had him lick the aluminum pan clean of his cum. He did this despite the pain and humiliation.

For me it was a good nights work and a great set of trophy balls for my collection. I left by 8 PM and went to meet my friend Jill at Hank’s for dinner. We got ourselves into trouble there, but that’s another story.

Respectfully submitted

Thecia