My name is Thecia, I’m an engineer, but I’m also a castratrix. It’s a very profitable side job and I’m good at it.

Most of my clients are very willing, some begging to have their testicles removed. A few, however, don’t have a choice in the matter.

I received a referral client through a woman’s group that I sometimes work for. The client’s name was Janet K. It seems that Janet lived with her husband, their daughter and her daughter from a former marriage who the man had adopted. They were both doctors and well to do.

Janet found that her husband, Phil was abusing her daughter. She filed for divorce and custody of both children. The daughter recanted her stand on the abuse and the liberal New Jersey courts gave him full unsupervised visitation.

My friend Dr. Pann, who runs the woman’s advocacy group arranged to have a nanny cam illegally installed in Phil’s house. With this cam we got absolute proof of the abuse.

While the video could not be used in a real court, it was enough for the court of Thecia.

Dr. Pann had a woman rent an apartment in the town and furnished it. It was to be my home as far as Phil knew.

I followed Phil to learn his routine, he stopped in a bar with coworkers on Friday evenings, and he was always the last to leave. He did have a girlfriend that he saw every Saturday night and one night during the week.

The following Friday I bumped into Phil at the bar right after the last of his friends had left. I usually would have asked my friend Jill to act as bait, but she was at her folk’s home for Christmas.

I’m not the knockout that Jill is, but I’m a pretty fit 31 year old. I work out and I’m told I have a pretty face, I’m 5’7” with a good shape. I wore a blonde wig to change my look a little bit.

I knew he had a girlfriend but, with a few exceptions, all men are dogs and I knew he would bite.

I smiled and said something about the weather, it was all he needed, he bought me a drink and we talked for a bit. I told him that I had to get home and would he like to help me put up my Christmas tree. He jumped at the chance.

The artificial tree was all together and on the floor. He picked it up and easily put it in the stand.

I put my arms around him and kissed him in thanks. He took it further and I felt his tongue deep in my mouth. I responded and we fell to the couch. I had my blouse and bra off in seconds when I said, “If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right.” I showed my handcuffs and while he didn’t like it, a guy with a hard-on will do most anything to get it wet. I used two sets and cuffed him to the reinforced couch. Still topless I began to trim the tree. He began to get mad and struggle with the couch. I told him to stop or we would have to restrain his legs. He just got louder, so I tried to tie his legs. He kicked at me with a force that would have really hurt me. So, I went to plan B. Staying out of reach of his legs I grabbed his balls and squeezed as hard as I could. That ended the resistance and I tied his legs. While I had his balls in my hand I remembered a bumper sticker I once saw on a convertible driven by a brassy blonde, it said, “When you have men by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow.” I showed him the ball gag and told him to be quiet or this was next.

As I continued to trim the tree, he quietly asked me what the strange ornaments were. I took one close to him and showed him. Each was a hollow brightly colored acrylic sphere with the center full of formaldehyde and neatly floating in the preservative was a single human testicle.

He didn’t believe me at first, but when I brought it closer he knew. He was a doctor after all.

He really began to struggle and the ropes were cutting into his legs. It took another extreme ball squeeze to quell him.

I cut his pants and underwear off with a box cutter and I was pleased with the package that I found, especially his oversized helmet. Despite his fear his big cock was hard as a rock. I had been concerned that someone over 14 might not turn him on.

I was completely naked now, still trimming the tree when I decided to let this guy have a taste of what he would never get again.

I brought my crotch close to his mouth and told him that if he bit I would cut his balls off. He still didn’t know that his round baby makers were soon to be history anyway. I told him to make me happy and I would let him go.

He was good at it, I must have cum four or five times as his talented tongue worked, his whole face was awash in my juices.

I slid down the length of his body and impaled myself on his rock hard cock. The big helmet opened me wider than I ever remember. He didn’t last long, in seconds I felt his thick cum shoot deep in my body. Even as his cum was leaking down my leg I took his now semi rigid pole in my mouth and we were off to the races again. He lasted much longer this time, before he was ready I slipped a band over his nuts with my elastrator. I told him it was just a sex toy to make him cum better.

When I was ready, I reached under his balls and pressed on his prostate, he came almost instantly. I took the first little spurt and the second much bigger one into my mouth. Before the next cum shot, my straight razor cut through his sack, cords, ducts and vessels. His big sack full of balls fell into my hands. I love when the white cum turns pink and then red from the severing cut and his cum was no exception. Then there was the look on his face when he realized that this was not sex play and his balls were now dangling before his face. I opened my mouth to show him the last cum he would ever put out, then I swallowed it for him.

I said, “Well, at least your last two loads didn’t go into a 14 year old. You Bastard!”

I left him there, I knew that the elastrator band would keep him from bleeding out. I also left some still pics of the abuse. No cop would look very hard for the person who nutted this perv.

I collected all of my special ornaments and the jar full of Phil’s nuts before I left. Phil’s balls would be on the tree next year. A good and festive end for evil gonads.

I drove four hours to a nearby city for my flight back to Texas. I stopped at an all night diner where I had a Tex-Mex omelet and coffee. Nutting always makes me hungry.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia