Prologue

The village of Ballsoff is just about as remote as you can get, high on the North Yorkshire moors. A few tourists visit in summer but in winter the village looks to its own ancient traditions and the womenfolk mostly farmers wives take matters in hand to keep their men well behaved. Wally and Pat moved there to live a country life and soon found out that the village had its own way of dealing with husbands who were too randy for their own good.

Wally continues

After the success in having me nutted, for being too randy so for “My own good” as well as for her piece of mind (see New balls for Old) Pat discovered that there were a few other wives locally who had the same problems she had. At first she just assisted in the odd castration that came her way, she especially liked administering the final wank and holding the mans head against her boobs as he was finally separated from his balls. Then she thought up a plan to have a Christmas special event to get through the backlog that was building up.

Planning was essential. The candidates had to knowingly give permission but not decide to back out before the day so it all had to be organised in under a month to be a reasonable success.

There were at least fifteen wives interested and she narrowed the list down to ten. All over the couples were both over 65 and had not had sex for at least a year, sometimes there was a medication reason for this but mostly they had just given up. In all cases the man was a frequent wanker and even laundry was becoming a problem.

Everything was word of mouth and a date of December28th was decided. The candidates present was an invite to a special party, all that was needed was a little signature on the bottom of a form signing away their balls. The wives could invite another female friend in case they were needed to manage the candidate. Dress was long winter coats over best sexy underwear and to bring their favourite sex toys, lots of lube and some tight knickers for their husbands to put on after they had been done

She had a good collection of sex toys anyway but got a few more in for good measure. Some easy to use restraints plus a couple of spanking paddles and another whip for any really difficult customers. I had taught her to be quite good with the whip and she could hit the same spot with the tip nine times out of ten. I do still get the odd BJ as a treat but I have to be punished first, the whip is her favourite. Finally she booked the vet for the job and made sure her three favourite helpers knew about the party and were available.

One of the other wives offered to do the catering and said she had a good recipe for testicles on toast, if all went to plan there would be 20 balls in a bowl and it seemed a pity to waste them.

The date came round amazingly quickly, two couples pulled out but were easily replaced by two more from the fifteen. Christmas came and went it was the 28th.

The house has several rooms downstairs and six bedrooms. Upstairs I set a punishment room, a milking parlour where the candidates last shot of spunk would be drained out of them for our chef to use in her sauce, a shaving area for any who needed doing and a waiting room with plenty of porn mags and DVD’s

Down stairs I set up two tables in the dining room cleared as much out of the lounge as I could and put clean sheets on the floors.

From 6 to 7pm the guests arrived, they had all been told that doors closed at 7 for security and if they were late then sorry but no go, they would have to wait until next year.

7pm, doors shut and locked, heating up full and they ladies started to get their men ready, most undressed down to some sexy underwear but a couple of really trim ones stripped naked, there were shaved pussy’s everywhere and quite a few piercings, the men were enjoying them selves for the first time for months, years in some cases, they seemed to forget there was a price to pay that was due for payment very shortly.

Lastly the vet arrived, wearing a tight white trouser suit and a Christmas hat, but instead of just one fluffy ball on top there was two with a little pink cloth penis hanging down. She looked round with a huge smile on her face and announced “Well well girls and boys I can see we are going to have some fun tonight.

While she was getting her area organised Pat started pulling names out of a bag made from a big pair of French knickers. These were for the punishment room and the milking parlour, but first she had a little treat for the guests by way of a demonstration.

“Wally! Come here” she ordered. I was only wearing a robe and a tiny thong. Two of her helpers grabbed me, pulled off my robe and held me over the arm of a big chair. First I got six of the best from an oak paddle and then she said. Stand back everyone I am going to try for ten out of ten, five on each cheek. I felt the black marker fix the spots and braced myself for what was coming.

The first one hit home like a firebrand and I yelped like a goodun, the next four were on target and one cheek slowly went numb. Then she switched over to the other but her aim was not quite as good so in fact the pain was greater, but I did actually start to get a hard on, something I hadn’t had for years.

“There” she said, “That’s how you do it, after that, loosing their balls will be a synch” Now off you all go and bring me down lots of spunk for Chef, glasses are up there. I will call you down two at a time. Our vet Randy Many is an expert now and has her time down to five minuets a nutting.

Those that were waiting to go into the rooms were given dildos to play with, the two nude women put on strapon’s and paraded around the room for a bit and then started servicing anyone they could get their hands on, male, female, only Pat and the vet were safe, I got mounted by both of them, they pulled off my thong and were fascinated by my false balls. Luckily the vet had brought a load with her so none of the candidates would go home with an empty sack.

Then came the moment everyone was waiting for, the first one for nutting was called down, he came in naked, cuffed and with his wife carrying a wine glass with a good shot of spunk in. The last he would ever shoot out. The helpers led him to a table, held him in a firm but loving grip. His balls were injected, sack parted, balls slipped out. His wife cut his cords, just like Pat had done mine, falsies slipped in and then he was sewn up. Mandy moved on to the second table where her next customer was waiting while the helpers dressed the first one, pulled on the tight knickers and applied an ice pack. Five minuets exactly and the first was done.

Half an our later, with five down and five to go Mandy was dripping with sweat, she took a break and striped down to a white sports thong, no bra. The room gasped when her tee shirt came off to reveal a perfect pair of pierced nipples. Chef came in and collected the first batch of testicles for preparation.

First she sliced them thinly with a very sharp knife, fried some chopped onion and added the sliced balls to the pan, flash frying them for about a minuet, then she put them to one side and waited for the next ones to arrive.

The second session took a little longer, some of the candidates tried to back out but a few quick lessons from Pats whip and they soon became compliant. It gave Mandy a chance to keep her area tidy and clean and by 11pm we had ten new eunuchs resting in warm robes while chef finished off her dish.

After frying all the balls and onions she added fresh cream and two full wineglasses of spunk collected in the milking room. My job was to make the toast, butter it and cut each slice into exact triangles and woe betide me if they were not all exactly the same size. If course some weren’t, so back over the chair and two lashes for each incorrect toast. This time the guests had a go so their aim was not as good so it hurt more. Slowly I felt a hard on developing and one of the helpers came forward and milked out a tiny drop of fluid, my first cum for over five years!

Chef proudly brought out her testicles on toast speciality and handed the try to me. “Hand these round Wally she commanded” “It’s ladies only so don’t let me catch you sneaking a mouthful” I knew if I did I would get another whipping so decided to do as I was told. Anyway the ladies were really keen to get a taste and there would only just be enough to go round.

The effect of the cooked balls on the women was orgasmic, the room degenerated into an orgy of dildo fucking and pussy gobbling. Randy Mandy had her thong removed and got a serious seeing to. Meanwhile Mrs Pat helped herself to every naked body she could find. I was trussed up in a corner and just enjoyed the show.

At about 6AM the dawn began to creep over the trees. Mandy took charge and insisted that the new eunuchs had their dressings checked, new icepacks and taken home to recover, so just over twelve hours after the party had got started the village had ten new eunuchs. Pat was happy, the wives were happy, and the eunuchs? Well they would get used to it, they always do.