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My wife and I have been married for 10 years now. As time went along, our sex life got more interesting and varied, not less so as you hear about in some marriages. Perhaps the fact that we had no children gave us some opportunities that others did not get. But with her biological clock ticking, Cindy was feeling the draw towards motherhood. We agreed that she should stop taking the pill. Our love life had grown to include light bondage, and as I was tied down one night Cindy made an announcement. Jim, you know that having a baby is a painful process for a woman, and we agreed not to have more than two. I have an idea how to make sure that happens. Each time I get pregnant, I am going to remove one of your balls! It is self limiting then, we can only have two kids, and after the second kid, no balls, no kids. Beautiful, eh? And see, youll get to share the joys as well as the pains of creating and having a baby! Wow. As she said this she lowered herself down upon my pole. Your balls will go in a little jar that Ill put on my bed side table, starting with Lefty. She had nick names for everything. The discussion was all at once terrifying and exciting. I was stiffer than I think I had ever been. She noticed. My, my, I think you like this idea she said. Stupid me, I could not leave it at that. I asked her what wed do after the second child came. After all, a woman still has needs, and a man without his balls is not much use to her. No problem she replied. Well get you testosterone shots or patches. But just one thing, now that I think about it. Youll need an incentive. If you dont perform in bed, I may resort to taking a lover. And if I get pregnant a THIRD time, your dick will join your balls in the jar on my bed side table. Sweet. I roared in orgasm just then, I take that as an indication of approval she said, as my cum flooded her womb. I sure hoped I had not sealed the fate of my left nut at that very moment. God her pussy felt good. A month passed and we did not talk about that night again. She seemed so happy and care free. Then we retired and it was time for a little fun in bed. She wore the sexiest nightie I had ever seen, with a filmy bra and a cutout in the panties. As I reached for the strings that tied on her top, she stopped me. No so fast Romeo, I want a little extra excitement tonight. She pulled out some ropes and tied my hands to the head board. She then sashayed off to her closet and came back with a small floral print bag. She pulled out some more ropes and tied my ankles too. That was a first. Then she straddled me and made an announcement. I have a surprise for you tonight, lover boy. Im pregnant! And you know what that means. I was in a panic as I remembered the discussion from the month before. Your little Lefty must have made some potent stuff when we talked about this last month. I begged & pleaded for mercy, but to no avail. She allowed me just one privilege. One last fling for Lefty! she giggled. She reached in that bag and pulled out a thin but very sharp knife. Natural child birth for me, so no anesthetic for you sweetie. I get that exhilarating feeling of a new baby, you get a last fling for Lefty, then slice, snip, snarf and its over. She said it so sweetly as she sunk down over my manhood. It was just too much. She could tell I was on the verge, so she swung around and faced my balls, ready to pounce as I let out a primal scream. As the cum boiled up from my deepest recesses, she slid the knife along my sac, and my left nut slipped out into the cold world. I screamed in pain as she sliced the cords. At least she was quick. A few stitches later and I was done. My cum dripped from her pregnant womb as she lifted herself off of me. The last fruits of old lefty dribbled on my chest as she reached over and dropped my poor ball into the jar she had prepared. One down, one to go sweetheart. Are you hoping for a girl or a boy? I lay there exhausted, yet somehow in pain and pleasure all at once. Weird. After the birth of our baby girl, it took a while for our sex life to rejuvenate. Babies dont sleep though the night right away, and so it did take some time to regain our privacy. Cindy went back on the pill. Lefty got loosie, we want to keep Righty tightie dont we? The sex was great for three years. But with her clock ticking away, she stopped the pill and I took my chances. I really wasnt so anxious to have another kid for obvious reasons. Still, history repeats itself and one night after a few too many drinks, I woke up in restraints, with Cindy standing there with that flowered bag. I have another surprise for you darling. Oh sweetie, dont look at me that way. We wanted two, and now well have two. Babies of course, not balls. Tonight you become my faithful Eunuch. With that she impaled herself on my manhood, and bounced frantically. God this makes me horny. Just thinking of ending your man days is driving me wild. Now lets give little Righty his last chance. I dont know who started howling first, but we were both afraid of waking our little girl. She quickly produced a ball gag for my mouth, and then began her work. My poor right nut soon joined its brother in the jar. My final load of sperm was swimming in her womb, and Cindy looked so triumphant. I tried the Testosterone shots and the patches. They worked OK, but I never regained my full interest in sex. I dont know if it was the hormones, the humiliation of being ball-less, age, or just the stress of raising two kids. My son was a good little fella, and my daughter was so sweet. But still, Cindy & my sex life was just not the same. Never the less, I went out of my way to give her good oral sex and with Viagra, I could keep a reasonable erection at least once a week. As the years went by, our kids entered elementary school. Cindy wasnt on the pill of course, since I was totally safe. She figured she was safe too as she seemed to be entering menopause in her forties. But with the kids in school, Cindy at home alone and my sex drive waning, I suppose it is no surprise that her thoughts wandered. It was a shock though when on Valentines Day, Cindy made her awful announcement. There I was tied on the bed and trying to keep an erection. Even with my wife wearing a sexy babydoll, it was tough to keep stiff. Our kids were spending the night at friends houses. Thats when she told me. I am so sorry, but I have to tell you. Honey, Im pregnant again. You know what that means I was devastated. It is bad enough to lose your balls, but now my final vestige of manhood would be taken from me. I feel so bad dear, but I just couldnt help myself. You havent been up to the task, and I guess my needs bubbled over. I really thought this wouldnt happen, but it has. I have a lover, and I just wont have any need for Dicky any more. Another nickname. What little erection I had was gone now. Then she went to work on me. She started a blow job that was unlike any I had ever experienced. Up old Dicky rose. Proud and tall, he had no idea about the fate that awaited him. As I neared my peak she slipped a thin string around my pride. As I went over the top and flooded her mouth, Cindy pulled the string up tight and as close to the base as she could get it. My last spurts had trouble squeezing through, and that caused some discomfort. My blood and my final dribbles of cum were now trapped. She took a second string and cinched it up a ½ inch from the first. She pulled it so tight that I thought it would cut through. I want to make sure I capture the erection, its your last one. We do want it displayed with its two little buddies on my night stand, dont we? Out came that terrible knife from that damned bag. I hated that bag. At least she was quick again. One fast slice and I was no longer a man. No need for Testosterone shots or patches now. Yes, we still live together, and I am still a father. We have a family of 3 kids, but only two are mine. Cindy has lovers, but I no longer care. Without hormones or equipment, it just no longer matters to me. I do miss the pleasure though, and when she comes home late with a pussy full of another mans cum, I know how lucky the guy was. My advice to you guys is to take care of your wives when they get pregnant, you dont want to share in the pain like I did. Jim |