My name is Thecia, I’m an engineer with a penchant for de-balling men. It’s not much of a hobby but it’s all I’ve got. Over one hundred sets have fallen to my scalpel.

Two days before thanksgiving in 2010 I was on a gulfstream V private jet with my friend Dr. Pann. For those who don’t know Dr. Pann is the director of a vast corporation that exists for the betterment of women.

I have worked with her before to right the wrongs done to women by evil men. We help each other, she helps me with money and/or muscle, while I help her by ridding men of their evil ways. I do this in my own special way, it always works.

She was sipping a martini and I had a rum and coke. She mentioned that she knew of six rapists who for one reason or another escaped the long arm of the law. Would I be interested in evening the score?

Of course I agreed, this was what I do.

We would try each man before a panel of six women, with me being the judge. If a man was found guilty, I would proscribe the punishment.

The six men were mysteriously abducted from their neighborhoods, they arrived at my clinic in Mexico a day later. The panel was made up of women that I knew and I believed would be fair.

The first man was caught in the act of raping his 20 year old daughter. Because of political connections in his home town of Chicago, he was never brought to trial. In seconds the panel declared him guilty.

He was tied to a wall and his big balls and limp dick hung in front of him. I sentenced him to be nutted. The question was put to the panel, “should he get off first or just cold cut.” The panel came back four to two that he should get off and know what he would never have again. My friend Jill offered to do the honors. I fitted a large pair of garden loppers around his nutsack and Jill blew him. It was just over a minute when the thick rich cum began to shoot into Jill’s mouth. When the second rope of cum shot I brought the handles of the lopper together. His balls, cords and sack fell into the stainless steel bowl that was placed under his manhood. The second rope of thick rich cum was pure white, while the third turned pink from the blood. I told him that he had paid his debt and he was free to rape again. The women laughed and the blindfolded man was wheeled off on a gurney.

The next three men were the leaders of a biker gang. At a Christmas part the year before they had raped several young girls by threatening to pull their teeth with rusty pliers if they didn’t comply. One girl had a front tooth ripped out of her mouth before the others submitted. The girls were gang raped by over twenty bikers. The panel said guilty almost at once. I sentenced them to have a front tooth removed and be de-balled. The process was easy. Jill gave each one a hand job and as each shot his load, I drew a razor over the neck of the nutsack. I actually smiled as each set of heavy nuts fell into my hand. Jill ripped a front tooth out of each man. For big brave bikers they screamed like babies. They could now go free, they wouldn’t have the balls to lead any gangs now.

The fifth man was easy, a simple rape that led to a simple cutting. No big deal.

It was the sixth that became a problem. This was a date rape, he claimed that she said yes and only after cried rape. The woman said that they had been kissing and when he tried to go further she said, “NO.”

The panel found him guilty but recommended leniency. I sentenced him to branding. We would brand a large X on his balls so he would always remember how close he came to losing them. He screamed bloody murder as the smell of burning nutsack wafted through the room. He partially recovered a half hour or so later. I knelt before him and held his scarred balls in my hand. I pulled down on them as I held the straight razor to the neck of his ball bag. I said, “You will get to keep your balls. You almost lost them, you had better thank these women for allowing you to keep them.” Through his blindfold he mumbled, Thank you.” With that statement I sliced his balls off. I laughed as I said, “I lied.”

The now nutless men were transported back to their respective towns. The panel was well paid by Dr. Pann and each given a set of preserved testicles for display, of course they could toss them if they chose. I drove back to Texas.

Once I was back in the states I stopped at a seafood restaurant for lobster tails and a glass of white wine. Nutting always makes me hungry.

Respectfully submitted

Thecia