Pervert Punishment

by elec_tron6

My wife had run off with another man 2 years ago and I hadn't heard from her since. My daughter Jenny was 15 and had developed nicely. And I was horny out of my mind. I tried dating but women didn't have any luck.

So I started checking out my daughter. I would peek at her whenever I got the chance. I encourged her to talk openly about sex with me. I bought her sexy clothes and hinted she should model them for me. I told her with her great looks she should go into modeling but she wanted to be a free lance writer. She spent alot of time afterschool or dating her boyfriend Derrick.

One day she caught me peeking at her through the window while she showering. She stalked naked to the window and caught me with my cock still hard and exposed.

Over dinner she said "Daddy, I know you want to see me and even touch me but if you do you will go to jail and you know what they do the child molesters in jail."

"I'm so sorry" I began.

"You know, there IS a way for us to explore each other in which you could be totally blameless." she interupted.

"Huh?" I replied, not so cleverly. "What do you mean?"

"If I were to come home, say Friday, and find you naked and asleep on your bed I might just not be able to control myself with desire. I might tie you up and take advantage of you. I might even offer you my virginity and take your manhood. And since I would be in control no one could blame you a bit. I would just be a naughty teenage slut." she said.

So three days later, Friday, I was 'naked and asleep' on my bed with the door open when she came home from school. She 'found' me there and said in a little girl voice "Oh my, daddy is naked. That makes me sooo horny. How can I get him to fuck me? I know, I'll tie him up and have my way with him."

It was hard to keep a straight face as she throughly tied my hands, feet, and waist to the bed, but not as hard as my cock. I hadn't come in three weeks since she had interupted me when she caught me spying on her. while she worked she said things like "Oh, what a big hard cock Daddy has, I can't wait to feel it inside my tight virgin pussy"

When she put duct tape on my mouth I 'woke up'.

"I simply can't beleive you let me tie you up, you big stupid pervert." she said, no longer sounding like a little girl. "There is no way I'm going to give you my virginity, I'm saving it for my boyfriend. You however have a serious problem. You are definitely going to get yourself arested or killed if you continue acting this way so I offered you this deal solely to fix your problem. I know this will be hard to accept but believe me, it's for your own good."

I tried to talk to her but of course could not. She said "I'll be right back, don't go anywhere." She giggled and left the room. A minute or two later she returned carring a device I have never seen before.

"This is a tool for castrating livestock, I'm going to use it on you." she said calmly.

"WHAT!" I tried to yell though the tape. I thrashed violently at my bonds but as before could not escape.

"Tiff showed me how to use it last year on a young bull. The way it works is it snaps a fat rubber band around the neck of the scrotum and chokes off the blood supply. The testicles die in a few hours at most, and fall off in a few weeks. We won't need to wait a few weeks, I'll just leave it on long enough for your balls to die and then you can have them removed by a doctor. I'm guessing that your balls will hurt some while they die but I'm not heartless, I'll keep you distracted and even give you a final orgasm."

I tried to get her to remove the tape so I could talk some reason into her but she would have none of it. She lay the tool on the bed between my legs and said "Now it begins, Daddy. The beginning of the end for your balls. I promise to make it an experience you will never forget."

With a giggle at her joke she turned on the radio and tuned it to a station she often danced to and began to take off her clothes. She had no skill as a stripper but her body was exquisite. Off came the pink tank top, she wore no bra under it. Then the white shorts, exposing the red satin panties I had jokingly asked her to model for me after I bought them for her last year. She remembered.

"I'm modeling for you daddy, just like you always wanted." she said with a big grin on her face. She danced to a song, slowly swaying her hips to the music, alternately showing her breasts then pantied ass to me. I was watching but it was hard to hold my head up so long.

"Let me help you with that. dad." she said. She came over to me and with her lovely breasts right in my face put both pillows behind my head to prop it up. Her perfume was intoxicating. "Now you will get to see everything. I'm sure you wouldn't want to miss it."

She got up and took of the panties. Naked now she took several modeling poses in the nude. She was the most beautiful girl i had ever seen. Her pink nipples were hard and inviting. Her skin was pale white and flawless. Her ass was rounded and perfect. Her bush was thin and trimmed to a vertical stripe. It was blond but a shade darker than the long blond hair that fell to the middle of her back. She followed my gaze and still smiling asked "Do you like it?"

I nodded. Somehow, I didn't think she was going to really castrate me and this was all a cruel game on her part. She wasn't angry, in fact, she seemed as excited as I was. My hardon was up in the air now and bouncing slightly with each heartbeat. Again she followed my gaze and watched my pulse in my cock.

"I'll check that out in a minute but first I want your opinion on something that has always made me self concious." She stepped up to the bed and put her foot on the other side of my head, giving me a close up of her now spread cunt lips inches from my face. The first thing I noticed was she was wet. Then I saw what she meant to show me. Her inner lips, normally small and hidden of most women were large and protruded well beyond her outer lips. Virginal pink those lips were and erotic as hell. I though of those lips wrapping around the base of my shaft and moaned in pleasure at the very thought.

"What do you think? Are they fat and ugly?" she asked. I shook my head. "Are they sexy and arousing?" I nodded my head. "Would you like to kiss them?" I nodded again. "I would like that too but I don't think so. I can believe how sexy this power over you is."

"Now lets check out what you have been so determined to give me for the last few weeks." Naked, she sat down cross legged between my legs and closely examined my aching hard cock and full balls. She handled my cock and looked at it from several different angles. "About six inches I would say. Not as big as my boyfriend. He has about seven inches. He says he's still growing too. Your's is more wrinkled and darker colored than his. The shaft is not as hard either. His is hard as a rock, your's is more spongy inside. He has a bigger ridge on the head. I'll bet that if size does matter to a woman, thats the size she's talking about. I'm sure a woman loves a big hard ridge sliding in and out." she said with a squeeze. "His isn't straight like yours though, his has a curve upwards. I think I like a straight cock better."

Dispite her holding my cock I was softening from the humiliating comparisions she was giving me. "Whats the matter daddy, truth hurts? I thought you said always be honest and open with you, especially about sexual matters."

She resumed her examination with my balls now. "Your balls are much bigger than Derrick's. Are your balls always this big? No? I bet they are just full of come just begging to be released. Well the good news is I will make you come, the bad news is I will not empty your balls for you. When your balls die, they will die full. Too bad, pervert."

She now put the tool up against my balls. There was a thick rubber band held tight in the shape of a triangle. My fear returned now in full force and I struggled to get free. No good. She pulled my balls through the triangle and then SNAP. The snap hurt and I jumped.

"It's done" she said. "The blood supply to your balls has been cut and now its only a matter of time before they die."

My balls didn't hurt except for the snap but her calm while she was castrating me was surreal. I was so confused. Was this still just some game?

"Let me tell you this is incrediably erotic for me. I told you Tiff showed me how to use this thing. We put a large young bull in a metal cage not much bigger the the animal itself. Tiff explained how and why a male's sack hangs down like it does. I reached in and held its sack in my hands. This huge animal, all power and dangerous if full grown, it's future in my hands. I squeezed its balls some to savor the power. This is really what women's power is all about, the power over a male through his balls. The animal calmed down when I held its balls then its huge penis started to erect. What a turn on, the power, not its dick. I let go then I put this very tool around the neck of its scrotum and then snapped the band on."

"That bulls future was over. But it was an experience I will always treasure, but banding your balls is even better, Dad." She said.

"I told you I was a virgin and intend to remain that way and I'll tell you now that I haven't tried oral sex yet either but I've been keeping Derrick satisfied with handjobs for the last six months. Like that bull, I love the feeling of power when I handle a man's cock and balls."

She reached up into the headboard and grabbed the jar of vasiline I keep in the headboard and put a big gob on my soft cock. Then she began to play with it. Gently at first then with a little more authority she began to masturbate me. As I hardened in her fingers I began to feel a dull ache in my belly. My balls were calling out for the nourishment they would never again recieve.

She said "Your balls have turned red, I hope it doesn't hurt too much. I told you I would stay to keep you company while your balls die and I will distract you and this is how I will do it. This way I get to watch your manhood die as well. Remember, there is nothing you could do or say now to save your precious balls from death so try to relax and enjoy the handjob. I'll try to make it last at least an hour or until your balls are completely dead if you think you can hold out that long."

"You look doubtful. I have spent the last six months learning to control a man through his balls on Derrick, and I've gotten good at it, I can make you come or hold you back with ease." she laughed "I'll tell you what, if I make you come is less than one hour I'll take off the band and let your balls live. If you haven't come fifteen minutes after that it's too late to save your balls but I promise to swallow every drop of your cum. This is a big risk but I'm that sure I can control you Daddy."

She stroked me slowly and gently now. I still believed this was some game of hers and she would make me come and take off the band, none the less I tightened up my muscles to try to come quicker. She noticed and just smiled sweetly. She was leaning forward abit while she masterbated me, her long blond hair was playing peek a boo with her erect pink nipples. I focused on what it would be like to fuck her fleshy pussy lips and was growing close.

She sensed it and slid her small hand down the shaft and held it there. My cock head was exposed and bright reddish purple. I sighed in frustration and a growing dread that this was real after all. My dick ached with need to come. My balls and belly just ached.

She sat quitely and looked at my balls. "You can't possibly think it would be that easy. You have a long way to go. Your balls have turned blue, too bad you can't see them as well as I can. They are starving to death." She began to finger her clit buried under those wet lips of hers.

"You know, I have never actually come with Derrick. I have only come when I masturbate in bed and in each of those orgasms I have remembered castrating that bull. You, Daddy, will have the honor of being the man I think of as I come for the rest of my life." She looked into my eyes now and said "Every time a man fucks me and I shout 'Oh God' it will be your face I see, your cock I wish were filling me, and these blue balls I imagine."

"Isn't it ironic that the very things that brought me life, I now bring death." And with that she began to use the terrible power all women possess over me again. She controlled my cock and balls. Pleasure and pain. Life and death.

She was truely skilled. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Sometimes gripping with her whole hand, sometimes light fingers on the ridge. Sometime in the next half an hour I reached the point that I would have begged her to smash my balls with a hammer if she would only let me come. Always though, she sensed I was close and would not let me. She was in total control. She fingered herself and had two, maybe three orgasms while she dominatied me through my cock. I may have wimpered.

Once, after being close about five times the phone rang. She answered it and said "Sorry, Tiff, I've got to tie off, err, up some loose ends here and Daddy can't take us to the mall anyway, he's all tied up at the moment."

"Your balls are almost black now, they are cool to the touch too." she said when she resumed with my cock.

After an enternity of pleasure and frustration she said to me "Hour's up. Your balls are dead. Time to let the last of your sperm fly." She began to stroke me in earnest now. I had tears in my eyes, not from pain, I was numb, but due to relief I would finally come, or perhaps mourning my still full dead balls.

It was the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. She pointed my cock straight up and the first shot went over three feet high to her obvious delight. She carefully milked the last of my come out. "I'll leave you here until morning just to be sure."

Twice more that night she milked my cock. She tried to maximize my pleasure these times and again, she gave wonderful handjobs. She herself masturbated several more times looking at my balls.

In the morning I was released and went to the hospital to have my balls removed, which they did. They called the police who demanded to know who did this to me. I told them I did it to myself as part of a masturbating thing and fell asleep with it on. They left me alone after that.

I use testosterone patchs to keep my sex drive up and Jenny masturbates me almost every day. She runs the house now, when I'm hard in her hands I can refuse her nothing. She says she can't decide whether to castrate Derrick or give him her vinginity. I have asked her to watch. But she is in control of that.