He checked the men he already had castrated to see if there were any problems, but all looked OK. The Burdizzoed guy’s balls were swollen as expected and Bill knew the swelling would decrease in the next week then the balls would start to shrink away as well.

Bill decided to do No. 1 and continue down the line. Bob had told him already No.1 was always a problem man so his problem creation was about to end. Bill collected more hot water and found his stool and positioned himself in front of No. 1. While he was shaving No.1 he noticed that he could pull his balls up almost into his groin. This would create a problem even for cutting unless Bill could get them down. Once the shaving was complete, Bill said to the guy "relax and let your balls drop, as I will have them by some means. It will only cause you more pain if you do not let them drop."

No. 1 kept his balls high into his groin even with the warning.

Bill stood back and suddenly punched the guy hard in the stomach. He let out a groan as the pain in his guts shot through his body. Bill saw the guys balls drop as he recovered but he pulled them up before Bill could get a good hold on them.

"I will teach you then" said Bill as he walked over to his toolbox and got out a cable tie and a tie gun for the tie. Bill walked back to the guy, sat in front of him holding what he could of the guy’s balls, and punched him again in the stomach as hard as he could. The guy groaned and as he recovered, bill managed to grab a good hold on his balls and with the other hand he placed the cable tie around the guys balls and pulled it tight. No. 1 now groaned loudly from his hurt guts as well as the tie cut in tightly around his balls. Bill got another tie and fitted it to his tie gun and grabbed the guys already tied balls and pulled them down as far as he could go. No.1 cried out in pain as Bill applied another tie higher up to leave two rather low hanging balls and pulled it tight with the tie gun.

"Now you can wait while I do the others" said Bill to the guy as he picked up his tools, got the bowl of water and left the room.

Armed with another bowl of hot water Bill returned and moved over to No.4. No.1 was still groaning from his bruised guts and his banded balls. Bill ignored the groans and sat down in front of No. 4. He lathered up the guy’s rather hairy groin, and started shaving his groin clean.

"Please don’t do it" said the guy, "I am getting married later and I want to have kids when married".

"Bad luck, you should have thought of this before you and your gang terrorized the whole town, how many other lives have you already destroyed" asked Bill.

"I want to have kids with my girlfriend, please let me go" pleaded the guy.

Bill knew No. 4 was involved with the rape and Bob had also told him that this guy had got several other women pregnant in the town and did nothing to help them.

"Your past record is rather poor, it would be better if you did not produce any more kids" said Bill as he continued to shave the guy.

"You can’t do this to me, it is unfair" was his response.

"Pity you did not think about being unfair to others" replied Bill as he finished the shaving and wiped the guy’s cleanly shaven crotch, "You may as well save your breath, these balls are coming off". Bill had a good feel of the guy’s balls and decided he could use the Burdizzo on him after all. He located the chords to the guy's left ball into a tight bundle and picked up his burdizzo.

"Please don’t, please don’t!" the guy cried out as Bill located the bundle in the jaws of the burdizzo and started to close the handles. The crunch was hidden by the guy's groans as his left ball's life line was destroyed. Bill could feel the guy's struggle against his bonds as he felt the ball and felt that its chords were destroyed. He released the burdizzo and bunched together the chords to the guy's remaining right ball. He was still groaning from the left balls destruction as the burdizzo crushed the chords to his right ball. The groans turned into one load groan as the guy became a eunuch. "That is the end of your breeding career" said Bill as he released the burdizzo after making sure the chords were destroyed.

Bill went back to No.1 and checked his balls. The cable ties were not so tight as to damage the guy’s balls but were tight enough to cause quite a bit of pain. "Now will you behave yourself?" said Bill as he got out his iodine solution and painted the guys balls and his whole groin, "I am going to cut your balls out to make sure you will not be violent or breed again" he added while he put on surgical gloves and picked up the scalpel. No. 1 could not withdraw his balls now, and even though he struggled in vain against his bonds, Bill worked quietly away making a slit in the sack and popping out one ball. Bill painted the jaws of his special burdizzo with iodine solution and grabbed the guy's free ball. He twisted it up so that the chords bunched together and applied the burdizzo. The guy was shouting abuse at Bill and threatening to kill him until the jaws crushed the chords to the ball. The abuse turned into a suppressed groan as the pain shot through the guy’s body. Bill tugged lightly on the ball and it came away in his hand. He put the ball in a bowl, painted the chords still in the burdizzo with more iodine and opened the jaws. The strain that No. 1 was putting on his balls moved the severed chords back inside the sack. Bill worked the guy's remaining ball out of the sack and repeated the procedure. No.1 was so occupied by the loss of one of his balls he could only react by further groans as he lost his masculinity. Bill placed the severed ball in the bowl with the other one and painted the chords still in the burdizzo with iodine before releasing the burdizzo. Again the chords slipped back inside the sack. Bill painted the sack again with iodine and placed elastobands across the slit and covered it with a bandage. He then cut the remaining cable tie from the sack and picked up his tools and went outside again.

Bill gave the bowl with the balls to Bob who was waiting outside. "Well there are now 4 of them as eunuchs and that should stop them from getting into more trouble: said Bob as he inspected the balls and added them to the bowl with the other 2. "How are they all in there?" he asked Bill.

"They are becoming very quiet now that they see we mean business" replied Bill, "The remaining ones are hoping I will leave them complete and not do the lot of them", he added.

"You will do them all?" asked Bob, slightly alarmed that Bill was not going to finish them.

"Oh sure, they should all be done now" he replied.

Bill took another bowl of warm water and went back into the room. He decided that the last guys were relaxed, thinking they might get away from being gelded, so Bill moved over to No. 9. No. 9 was abusive as Bill sat in front of him and he tried to spit on Bill. Bill flicked the guy’s balls hard, which stopped him after a few hits. Once shaved, Bill could see the burdizzo was fine for this guy, so he placed it next to him as he completed the shaving. As Bill felt the chords of the guy’s right ball, he started pleading with Bill to let him go. He claimed he did not rape anyone, that it was the others who did it and named No.6 as the main culprit. Even while he was pleading Bill had the chords in the jaws of the burdizzo and closed the handles. The chords made a loud crunch as they were crushed and the No.9 fainted with the pain. This made Bills job easy to find the chords to his left ball and repeat the procedure. Bill felt both balls after and could feel that the chords to both had been crushed. As he moved away the guy recovered from his faint and started groaning loudly as he felt the pain in his groin. No.9 was now a eunuch with his mates.

Bill went out to get another bowl of hot water and commented to Bob about No.9's response. "He was always a bit like that dobbing in on the others. It’s a wonder they did not do something to him for it. He was just a big a villain as the others, and its good to see he will not produce any more offspring either" responded Bob. "No. 6 is really bad, so I am not surprised he was named" he added.

Bill took another bowl of hot water and went back in and sat in front of No.6. "So you are one of the main villains?" he asked the guy as he sat down. "I don't fucking care, I will get Tony for dobbing me in when I get out of here" he responded.

"You don’t care about what?" asked Bill as he started shaving No.6's groin.

"I don’t care about what I have done, they all asked for it anyway" he responded.

"Well I am glad I have the opportunity to stop you breeding any of your type" responded Bill, "You will also be more under control once I have your balls", he added.

"I will fucking hunt you down when I get out of here,” threatened the guy, ”I will do worse than cut out your balls too!" he added.

"At least I have yours first" said Bill, "and to make sure I am now going to cut your balls out so there is no doubt at all that you could save them" he added.

Bill wiped the guy’s crotch clean from the shaving cream, and started to apply iodine solution, as he was going to cut the guy to reach him a lesson.

"When I find you I will blow your balls off with a shotgun" threatened No.6 again.

Bill ignored this while he picked up the scalpel and made a slit in the guys sack and popped out his left ball. Because the guy was so threatening, Bill decided to make this one really hurt. He picked up the left ball which like all balls, is in a think skin sack of its own, and cut the bottom out of the thin sack to allow the ball to hang freely on its own chords. Bill wiped the chords individually with iodine and the jaws of his special burdizzo. Then he grabbed the freely hanging left ball, and separated out the vas deferens. The used the burdizzo to crush this chord alone until it separated. "Well that ball's sperm line is severed now, so no more sperms from this one" said Bill taunting the guy who had groaned quietly as the chord was crushed. Bill then picked another blood vessel feeding the ball and crushed it individually until it separated too. "There is some of the blood supply gone now" said Bill as he picked up another vessel. One by one he crushed each chord until the ball came away in his hand. Bill put the ball in his bowl and after painting the severed chords with iodine, pushed them back inside the sack. He worked the right ball out and started the same procedure. No. 6 tried thrashing about but his bonds were too well placed and too tight for him to do anything. After Bill had cut a hole in the thin covering of the ball he placed the burdizzo on the remaining vas. "Now here goes your fertility altogether “he said as the jaws closed. "I will still come and get you when I get out of here" No.6 managed to say as he groaned. He knew he was fighting against all odds now as soon Bill would have the remaining chords severed and he would be a eunuch too. Bill kept crushing the chords one by one and commenting to No. 6 as he worked. No. 6 was now quiet except for the groans as each chord was severed. The remaining 4 men were now very scared as they knew if they were abusive Bill would do the same thing to them. Bill cleaned up the chords and sack for No. 6 picked up the bowl and left the room.

"It has gone very quiet in there now" said Bob as Bill emerged from the room.

"Yes, doing No.6 like I did has worked at scaring the shit out of the others" said Bill as he gave the naked balls to Bob.

"You cut the ball right out and left the covering?" he asked when he saw the balls.

"Yes, I had to teach him a lesson, so I did each chord individually. It worked well as you can hear" said Bill, "Four more to go, but I need a break" he added.

Bill and Bob took a coffee break and discussed what had happened.

To be continued.