The Final Step

She had me bent over the back of the living room sofa pounding me up the ass with her 8 in. dildo! She had never been this rough with me! "Take it Bitch.! Take it like a man Bitch" She screamed getting into her rhythm. Trying to brace myself, her fingernails digging into the front of my hips pulling me back to meet her thrust. God how long has it been sense we first met ?, Three years maybe? I was a bull of a man than. 230 pounds of male muscle with a large cock and big balls, testicles the size of golf balls. She loved me then calling me her big stud bull. My emasculation started slowly she'd use my balls to move me around playful at first, but as time when by she started hurting me with them and humiliating me at how easily she could control me, demanding sex constantly wearing me down. After two weeks she was on top mounting me demanding satisfaction, pulling and twisting my balls. But god she was magnificent and I strained up into her trying to satisfy her. After six months I started losing muscle tone I could feel myself getting weaker as though she was sucking the strength from me, that's when I started taking viagra, like about 3 pills a day which keep me ready for her. But now it's been two years and I'm taking 8 a day and my balls are hanging halfway to my knees the size of tomatoes from the constant abuse. I weigh about 160 pounds a shadow of my former self. I was so arrogant like a typical male, physically trying to dominate this woman and now I'm getting a strapon up the ass!

Take it take it you fat lazy bitch!!

I grunted!!!! Her cock hitting my prostrate a long string of cum slowly drooled weakly out of my cock just hanging there. God how humiliateing to have this woman do this to me! Fucking me like this. Making me her bitch!

One last hard thrust. She pulled out reached between my legs grabbed my balls and used them to wipe my shit from her dildo. Dropped my sac moved back and started unfastening her strapon. Slowly I straighten up thinking my ass was bleeding . I felt my hole and looked at my hand and their was blood on it. She laughted watching me trembling with the site of my blood on my hand..

She was so strong and confident so physically superior to me standing their, shoulders back, legs spread, hands on her wide hips.

Look what I've done to you! Your useless as a man. I've turned you into a pathetic weak fat male cow. Look how big your balls are! You know in the Bible." Delilah didn't cut Samson hair off!!! She cut his balls off"! Remember how big and strong you were when we first met! Remember how proud you were about having those big testicles, you would flex those big muscles for me, struting around like a pompous ass, a typical male.

Well I remember thinking how I was going to take that big heavy male scrotum of yours and make a nice little hand bag out of it!

What do you think big guy? Should I relieve you of your sorry burdened, you pathetic thing!. Relieve you of those sorry hanging things.

Physically she could have easily taken them from me.. But she was asking me to let her castrate me, to deball me. She had already emasculated me mentally, and she was right. I was useless as a male, to weak to service her properly.

I lifted my balls up and pushed my cock to the side. They were always yours!