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If I could have got loose, I might have killed them, but I couldn't move. They were telling me how happy I would be when the source of my anger was gone. They shaved me again and just as Sally was washing me with alcohol a buzzer sounded. Bev went to the door and let in the judge. She came over and put her hand on my forehead and asked how I was. As I cursed her, she got undressed. Her red bush sort of glowed, Bev brought her an arm chair and she sat and put a leg over each arm, Sally was setting up some video equipment and she rolled the TV near my head. When she turned it on, I was looking at a close-up of the judges box.
I had a ring side seat as the girls shaved the judge. Even in my anger, I was turned on by the show. As the girls worked on her, the judge was telling me how she grew up on a farm and had cut her first little pig when she was 10 Her father had died when she was 6 and her mother had needed her help to keep things going. Her mother would hold the piglets upsidedown and she would make 2 cuts with a razor blade and just pull the testicle off, this way there was very little bleeding. She also told me she had gelded her pony when she was 13, the colt was done standing as they washed his sack, his penis slowly slid out till it nearly touched the floor. Her mother injected one testicle and had her do the other, when the freezing had taken hold, her mother made a deep cut though the sack and the testicle fell out almost a foot, her mother handed her the scalpel and she made the cut. With the 2 big eggs hanging by the cords, her mother had her hold one while she crushed the cords with a special tool, just as the testicle dropped into her hand she had a spontainious orgasm. For some reason all this talk about castrating had turned me on.The judge asked for a condom and after installing it mounted me.It was only a short ride, the judge had turned herself on by telling me of her farm castrating, and when she came, I came right along with her. After she dismounted the girls cleaned me up with disinfectant. The judge went to her handbag and brought out a jar with 2 blobs of mangled flesh floating inside. She told me these were the lawyers nuts. Several members of the hospital staff had daughters who had been raped and the lawyer had gotten the rapist off. They put together a special team, even brought in the daughters. They were all masked so he couldn't see who they were. They had given him a shot which kept him from moving or speaking but didn't bloke the pain. All through the operation they talked about rape victims and how it was justice that the lawyer who got them off was getting the punishment that the rapist should have gotten. The judge then sat between my legs and I watched on TV as she jabbed the hypodermic into my sack, I felt a slight sting on the first poke but then nothing, even when she went deep into each testicle. She grabbed my sack in her left hand and squeezed so that the skin was tight, Sally handed her a scalpel and she made a short cut and then cut several more times in the same spot. Slowly like birth one of my blue pink balls came out of the sack. Sally applied several clamps and I saw smoke as the judge cut it free with an electric scalpel. Bev was putting an IV into my left arm as the judge dealt with my other nut. I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up I was restrained on the bed. The girls took turns sitting with me, telling me how lucky I was to be free of my anger.On the third day they started tickeling my penis with a feather, I was surprised when I became erect and shot a small load. They told me I would want sex much less, but that it would be just as good when I did. Over the course of several days my restraints were removed and the girls taught me how to give them oral sex. To my surprise I found giving pleasure was as good as getting it. The judge came up the last day to take me home, she showed me how a needle in the base of my penis would give me 2 hour hard-on. I had all 4 before we put on our clothes, I was blindfolded again and the judge dropped me off at my apartment. I've stopped drinking and the judge has fixed me up as handyman to a few of her close freinds, I do a lot more than prune the bushes, in fact I've shaved a number and I don't think I'll ever be have worry about my temper again.
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