Consequences

The first time we used it was when Jasmine came home early from work and caught me masturbating. I can still remember it as though it was yesterday: Her tall, elegant form, dressed in a black female suit, stepping through the doorway with the clunk of stilettos on wood; her hand running through her auburn hair as she laughed in shock and annoyance; and the look of disgust spread across her flawless, snow-white face. Just looking at her standing over me with rage in her crystal-blue eyes was too much, and I felt hot semen spray across my stomach. Jasmine was not impressed. She grabbed my balls, nearly piercing the sack with her fingernails, and led me through to the study. Masturbating without permission was selected and “Consequence” decided my punishment:

30 brush strokes on cock and balls

18 kicks to balls

12 min. ball crushing

3 day orgasm denial while watching Jasmine pleasures herself

As I lay on the floor, my balls swollen and purple from the recent abuse, I felt strangely happy. I hadn’t expected the punishments to be quite so brutal, and there was no denying the agony I was in, but Jasmine had enjoyed herself more than I’d ever seen. And if she was happy, then so was I. Despite the damage, my red cock was still rock-hard as I thought about the gleeful giggles she had let go as she kicked and crushed my genitals. Now she was using a Dildo to work herself to another orgasm as she stared joyfully at my raw, brutalized cock and balls.

‘Oh, Cameron,’ she groaned as she worked the black shaft in and out of her petite, hairless vagina. ‘Fuck that was good. You’re in so much pain and it’s all my…’ and with that she slipped into orgasm number three.

‘Let’s never stop using the game,’ she said, licking her juices from the dildo for my benefit. ‘Let’s live by it. Whatever it tells us, no matter what, we’ll have to do it. Agreed?’

I looked at my tortured balls, then at my raging hard-on, before staring at Jasmine, more satisfied than I’ve ever made her before.

‘Agreed,’ I said.

* * *

I spent the next month and a half receiving punishments for my infractions as “Consequence” saw fit. Leaving the toilet seat up: 13 paddle smacks on the balls. Being lazy: 20 minutes with clothespins on genitals. Not paying attention: 2 days orgasm denial. The program even gave extra punishments on what seemed to be a whim. I once had to lick and suck all of Jasmine’s used, soiled underwear for no apparent reason at all. I had battered and sore genitals constantly, but surprisingly my love for Jasmine just grew deeper and deeper. Unfortunately, so did my horniness as I was denied orgasm more often whilst pleasuring Jasmine. And that is where it all started to go wrong…

It first happened when Jasmine had her close friend Kate around at our house for drinks. They sat facing each other over our coffee table, sipping wine and discussing Kate’s latest man.

‘And Jarrod’s cock,’ said Kate, a toothy smile spreading across her tanned, cheeky face. ‘You should see it, Jasmine. Absolutely huge. I’ve never felt anything so good. But you’d know what I mean, hey?’

Jasmine looked at me with a raised eyebrow and motioned for me to rise. “Consequence” had already decided that as extra punishment I should have to show my dick to one of Jasmine’s friends and nod while they discussed how small it was. And with Kate’s convenient seg-way, what better time than now for my humiliation?

I stood beside Jasmine and she undid my belt before yanking down my jeans and exposing my shame. My flaccid, two-inch penis hung lamely between my legs. Kate’s long blonde hair bobbed as she broke into fits of hysterical laughter, holding a hand over her mouth as she tried unsuccessfully to stop.

‘Oh my God!’ she exclaimed through giggles.

‘I know,’ said Jasmine, grabbing my cock and holding it up for her inspection. ‘Will you look at what I’m stuck with? Useless, huh?’

‘It’s the smallest thing I’ve ever seen!’

Kate leaned in for a closer look and I felt her breath across my knob. To my distress, my penis started to grow.

‘You wouldn’t dare,’ said Jasmine with calm hostility.

‘What?’ said Kate, before noticing my rising cock. ‘Oh no. That’s pathetic!’

I tried but it was no use. Having Kate and Jasmine staring at my small prick was too much and soon I was fully erect. After Kate blurted out, ‘is that it?’ Jasmine grabbed my balls and yanked me to the floor. She brought her stiletto heel down on my laughable erection. She invited Kate to join in and soon both girls were kicking my balls and crushing my cock. I was yelping in pain, but that only served to fuel their enjoyment. Through a haze of agony I noticed that Jasmine had her hand down her pants. Soon Kate did too. Before I knew what was happening, both girls were kissing in front of me. I spent the rest of that day lying on the floor, unable to move as my wife and her friend fucked frantically. And each time they came, their fingers probing deep into each other’s pussies, they stared at the blood seeping from the split in my cock. But that wasn’t the end of it.

* * *

Perving on Jasmine’s friend was entered into “Consequence”. And this was my punishment:

43 min. licking Jasmine’s arse-hole

2 days in a chastity device during which Jasmine enjoys pictures of real cocks

But on top of that, the program gave me an extra punishment. The message read:

Castration, Bye-bye balls!

I couldn’t believe it. What kind of demented idiot wrote that into the game? Surely Jasmine wouldn’t want to go that far. I looked to her for reassurance, but all she gave was a wicked, beautiful smile before clapping her hands together excitedly.

I was placed in my chastity device, a transparent orb full of spikes that bit my flesh whenever my penis grew the slightest fraction. Then Jasmine pulled off her skirt and her panties before laying on the bed with her luscious, pink ass in the air.

‘Lick it,’ was all she said to me. As I obeyed, the smell of her ass drove me crazy with lust. I hadn’t orgasmed in weeks, and my cock grew despite the teeth tearing at it. Soon blood was weeping gently from dozens of small punctures. Jasmine reached over and picked up the phone.

‘Hello, Gretel?’ she said, her voice unsteady with the pleasure of having her arse-hole licked. ‘Hey, how are you? Listen, I’m castrating Cameron tomorrow and I was wondering if you’d like to come and watch?’

My licking intensified, as did my erection. I was surprised I could be aroused at all while Jasmine calmly talked about removing my balls, but I was hornier than I’d ever been. She continued.

‘No, it’s not a joke. I’m serious. You can ask him if you like.’

Jasmine passed me the phone and I took it nervously. ‘Hello?’

‘Hey, Cameron,’ said the smooth voice of Gretel. ‘Listen, Jasmine tells me she’s going to castrate you tomorrow. Is that true?’

I looked up at Jasmine. She was fingering her clit while nodding at me with a smile.

‘Uh…yes,’ I stammered.

‘Great! I’ve always wanted to see this done. It’s getting me wet just thinking about it! Thanks, Cam!’

I handed the phone back to Jasmine.

‘See,’ she said to Gretel. ‘It’s for the best. I can’t be stuck with this tiny cock forever. OK, tell all the girls. 2 o’clock tomorrow. See ya.’

I spent the night at the foot of the bed, Jasmine’s scent all over my face, desperately trying to find a way to masturbate one last time. But the chastity device was foolproof.

* * *

It was two-thirty. The girls had arrived at two and had been mingling in the lounge, sipping champagne. This whole time I had spent standing naked in the corner of the room, my wrists secured above my head and tied to a cross-beam on the roof. There were seven guests present. I only knew two of them. Kate, who found great amusement in discussing how small my prick was with everyone in the room, and Gretel. Gretel was a short girl with massive breasts, a cute face and curly brunette hair. She got her entertainment from constantly coming over and tickling my loaded balls whilst telling me ‘how fucking great this is gonna be’. Once again, my cock decided to stand at attention, much to the amusement of all.

The only other male present introduced himself to the ladies as Jarrod, Kate’s boyfriend. He was tall, broad shouldered and handsome. On seeing me he had simply shook his head and grinned. Jasmine entered the room and laid a scalpel and some kind of clamp on the coffee table before me. Pre-cum dribbled down my shaft at the sight of the equipment.

‘OK, lets get to it,’ Jasmine said happily. ‘But first, one last time while they’re still there…’

I vainly hoped she was talking about letting me cum, but instead she turned and smashed a heel into my nuts. I yelped. Jasmine and some of the other women rubbed their crutches. I noticed Jarrod stroking his hand across the huge bulge in his pants. Jasmine picked up the scalpel and stepped towards me. With a cheeky grin she ran it down either side of my sac, and then reached two fingers in each cut, pulling my testicles from their home. I felt cool air on them as I moaned in pain and unexpected ecstasy.

In my horror I looked around the room to find all the women rubbing themselves excitedly. Jasmine followed my gaze and laughed.

‘No need to be shy,’ she said to the group. ‘I’m sure we’d all enjoy this more without clothes.’

And with that everyone stripped. I almost came at the sight of so many beautiful, aroused cunts. The musky aroma of women in heat quickly filled the room, but I could do nothing about it. Someone who could though was Jarrod. I was momentarily forgotten as he pulled down his pants to reveal his thirteen-inch, rock-hard beast. The women groaned in approval, fingers sliding over each other’s bodies.

Then everyone turned back to me.

‘It’s time to say goodbye to those little balls of yours,’ said Jasmine in a sing-song voice. She picked up the clamp and moved towards me, tickling my exposed testicles before rubbing her pussy juice across my face.

‘You’d love to cum one last time, wouldn’t you?’

I moaned my agreement.

‘Oh, too bad, Cammy,’ she said with a laugh before yanking my balls into the clamp. She left my sack outside. The girls got closer, looks of expectation on their faces. Jarrod was beating his cock faster. Jasmine closed the clamp hard and I cried out with pain. The balls dropped to the bowl beneath me with a wet plop, sperm oozing from their severed ends. The female groans grew louder and I looked up to see all the women frigging themselves to orgasm at the sight of my gelding.

Jasmine bent and picked up a testicle, holding it up for me to see. She ran it over her pink nipples while her other hand played across her clit. Gretel took the other and stared at it, fascinated, while another girl fingered her from behind. Soon everyone was fucking while Jasmine took the time to sow up my opened sack.

I was left to hang there for the evening, sterile and impotent, while an orgy raged before me. Gretel came over and let her pussy be eaten by two girls while she sat before me, stroking and squeezing my empty sack with joy. Kate, who had been riding Jarrod’s monster cock, beckoned for my wife to have a try. Jasmine took to the cock with relish. All she could say was ‘wow’ again and again as she sucked on the thing. And then she rode him, reversed so I could see the whole thing.

‘Oh, wow, Cammy,’ she cooed. ‘You have no idea how good this is. I mean, look at it. It’s so much bigger than yours. How have I gone this long with only your pathetic thing?’

She put my severed balls in her mouth and knelt before Jarrod. He beat himself with gusto. With a grunt, Jarrod’s hot, thick cum shot out of his enflamed cock. Jasmine held her mouth open to let the jizz cover my dead nuts. She swallowed his load, and my balls, in one gulp, opening her mouth again to show me it was empty.

‘Consequences,’ she said with a grin. ‘I designed the program…’