Guilty - re-post with new section at end.

   A re-post of "Guilty", with a large new section added to the end.
Made it a little crueller, and the women are bigger teasers! Thanks 
to the original author for the great concept.

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	 Guilty.
 
"What about this one? " asked the judge. "He has been seen several 
times having unauthorized erections. It is assumed that he secretly 
masturbates several times a day.", said the owner, a 40 year old 
woman. "Is that all?" insisted the judge. "No, I have evidence that 
he exposed himself in front of my niece Emma, at least once." Said 
the owner, showing a pretty young girl in the audience. The judge 
asked the girl to stand up and tell the Court what had happened. 
The girl explained that the man had exposed his hard penis to her 
and had ‘made a mess’ in front of her. The judge asked for more 
details. "Your testimony is extremely important and will highly 
contribute to my final decision. In order to be sure that you are 
not inventing a story, I need details." 
      The girl then described that the man had a kind of brown mark 
on the right side of his penis. She said that the man forced her to 
kneel in order to ‘mess’ on her face. Women in the audience were 
outraged. The judge was a very experienced woman with a reputation 
for being quite tough in cases of male sexual deviance. The Judge 
called a guard over. The guards were all women, and were dressed in 
a provocative black uniform consisting of a tight black stretch-top 
and skin-tight black hot pants which did everything to show off 
their athletic bodies. They rarely wore anything under their 
outfits and the man swore he could see the outline of her nether 
lips pouting slightly as he surveyed her form. She asked the guard 
to prepare the man for an immediate investigation. The guard bent 
over, unbuckled and unzipped the pants of the man and pulled them 
down a bit, just enough for the dick to be sticking out. The judge 
looked at it for several seconds and asked the guard to pull off 
the pants completely. All his clothes were eventually removed.
      The judge was sitting on a chair, as the man was undressed in 
front of her. "You like stroking your cock, don't you? And also to 
jerk off while innocent girls watch you." she asked. He stayed 
silent. "Move closer, so I can take a look." The man took two steps 
and stood directly in front of the judge. She told him to just 
stand there and let her examine him. The guard tied his wrists 
together securely and gagged him. The judge then carefully 
inspected the man's genitals, especially the glans and the base of 
the penis. When he was touched the first time the man instinctively 
pulled away, but a quick slap on his penis held him still. The 
judge moved back the foreskin and stretched it, which caused the 
man to erect. She manipulated the prepuce until the man was really 
hard and showed something on the penis to her assistant who nodded 
and wrote a note on a pad. Then the judge started to explore his 
balls, which were hanging fully exposed behind his erection. When 
she took the balls in her hand, she looked at him and smiled, a 
quite cruel smile in fact. He noticed it and became suddenly 
scared, as he understood what was going to happen. The assistant 
was still taking notes on her pad. The assistant put a small cord 
noose around the balls and pulled them down while the Judge 
examined his genitals still further.
      The Judge finally announced, “This man is completely unable 
to control himself and everybody here saw a few minutes ago that, 
even in front of a judge, he cannot refrain from erecting. Finally, 
we recognized the description given by the witness and the crime of 
abusing a minor is evident." concluded the judge.
      She waited a few seconds before the sentence. "It is 
therefore necessary to castrate him. He is a menace to society - 
let the procedure be performed immediately. The offended young girl 
will have the privilege to prepare her offender and will be 
authorized to attend the whole process: I know no better way to 
recover from the horrible abuse she experienced with this man." The 
audience demonstrated positively. "Thanks a lot." said the 
owner "It will bring a considerable relief to me and my relatives 
to have this slave gelded." "Yes" approved the judge "I am afraid 
that we have to decree more and more this kind of punishment - they 
better accept the slavery and have improved relationship with their 
owners." The man tried to protest but several female guards 
converged to neutralize him. He was literally swamped by the nubile 
female guards as his erection waggled this way and that. One of 
them drew her truncheon and stared menacingly at his hard-on, 
whilst another grabbed the cord dangling from his balls and pulled 
the noose tight. The judge waited for silence and just said "Next!" 
as the man was pulled out of the room by his noosed balls – his 
eyes almost unable to leave the mouth-watering bottom of the guard 
pulling his balls by the noose, as her buttocks rolled 
provocatively in her skin-tight hot pants. She certainly wasn’t 
wearing knickers.
      The man was directly shown to the castration room and the 
sniggering female guards led him over to the castration table. The 
guards fastened the restraints quickly and efficiently. In less 
than two minutes, they had secured the naked man to the four 
corners of the table with leg and wrist restraints, his legs being 
widely parted in such a way that his genitals were prominently 
displayed in view of easing further actions. His delectable 
bottomed guard reluctantly took the noose off the prisoner’s balls; 
she’d been enjoying herself. He was gagged and one of the guards 
flipped his rampantly hard cock before she left. Close to the 
castration table, there was a trolley covered by a towel, a chair 
and a cabinet with several drawers. The guards left the room and 
let the young girl Emma go in, alone. She first removed her clothes 
and took some shaving equipment in the left drawer of the cabinet. 
As she showed no hesitation, it was clear that she was used to what 
she was doing. The man's pubes and balls were carefully shaven by 
the young girl. She then climbed onto the table and squatted in 
front of his face to show him her hairless pussy. She also played 
with his balls and told him that she was going to orgasm when he 
was neutered. She urinated on his genitals and told him that, in 
fact, she had provoked him and that he was not the first one to be 
castrated because of her testimony. Being still gagged, the man was 
unable to answer. She laughed sadistically. The way she behaved was 
particularly humiliating and the man tried to escape from his 
restraints but his efforts were unsuccessful. The girl giggled 
while cleaning and preparing him. She first soaped a wash cloth. 
After the soap lathered she peeled the head of penis and started 
washing from there. She wiped and rinsed the whole area 
concentrating on the scrotal sack as she finished.
       She did it very slowly, explaining to him at the same time 
the details of the castration procedure, insisting on her own 
satisfaction during the critical steps: "One of them will hold your 
testicles firmly stretched down, and the other one will use a 
special tool to crimp two plastic bands around the top of the ball-
sack and seal them nice and tight. The first band is to prevent 
bleeding and the second one is to close the sack so that it’s clean 
when it falls. Usually, I have my first orgasm if the bands are 
properly positioned at the very top of the scrotum; you see the 
cock needs skin from the ball sack to allow it to enlarge, but in 
that case, there is none and as the cock hardens even slightly, the 
skin is pulled tightly against the bands. Despite the fact that 
they will loose their manhood, the men are always very very hard 
and, due to the lack of skin, their cocks beat like a metronome. 
What also turns me on is the idea that the balls are ready to fall. 
I really enjoy watching female hands busy in the crotch when they 
are about to do it and they do the final inspection. Sometimes they 
use a castration tool. It’s nice because of the clapping sound when 
they close the tool and the guy's balls are cut off. But, very 
often they just use a skin knife or a razor: in two or three sawing 
motions, his balls come off into her hand." With a giggle, she 
added: "By the way, I come at the same time." She then grabbed his 
balls and pushed them tight into one end of his scrotum and tied 
them in position with a moderately tightened ribbon. "Its easier 
for them like that. You know, everything has to be perfect." She 
stared at his erection and said, "Only perverse men are excited by 
the idea of being neutered. You are very dirty and you should be 
ashamed of yourself for showing this to me. But they know what to 
do with dirty men who are swelling in front of young girls." Taking 
the head of his penis between her thumb and forefinger, she 
squeezed it firmly until he groaned. "Look", she said "My pussy is 
dripping wet at the thought of what will happen to your balls in a 
moment. You are really a bad guy!"
      A moment later, a naked young woman, probably around twenty 
five, entered the room. "My name is Laure and I am your castrator." 
she said in a professional voice. "I will be performing the 
procedure with the assistance of my apprentice, Helene". A second 
girl entered the room behind Laure, much younger, no more than 
fifteen or sixteen. Both women were nude and their crotches were 
shaven smooth. “No need to tell you that we like this so much that 
our legs feel like cotton wool." They suddenly laughed and the man 
was humiliated again. "But, its time to start now." said Laure with 
a smile.
      Both women silently checked each restraining strap and spent 
some time studying carefully the genital area, also toying, 
touching, squeezing, and moving organs around a bit. They 
congratulated the young girl for the outstanding preparation 
work. "Do you see any problem?" asked Laure, again very 
professional. Helene replied, "No, not really. He is a perfect 
future eunuch" she sniggered. The castration table was tilted down 
slightly so that the man's genitals were correctly exposed to Laure 
who was now sitting on a chair. Helene approached the trolley and 
removed the towel. Underneath was a collection of medical 
instruments that included different scalpels, several plastic cable 
ties, a tightening tool and a castration tool. Helene's cheeks 
flushed and her big nipples hardened. She picked up one of the 
scalpels and examined it closely. Then, looking up, she stared 
directly at the man's genitals and slowly licked her lips. Her 
fingers delicately grasped the cutting tool. She changed her mind 
and took the castration tool. She parted the handles to open the 
pliers-like clamps at the opposite end and tested the edge of the 
blade with her thumb. She then slammed the handles together, and 
the clamps closed with a clap. "Lovely!”, exclaimed Helene. 
      The young girl whose testimony had been critical and who 
shaved the man was breathing heavily. She began to rub herself 
discreetly, her fingers moving slowly around her slippery orifice. 
Helene grabbed his balls and proceeded to masturbate him. The man 
became very hard and, after a short while, began moaning. Laure 
waited a minute and then took a plastic cable tie and asked Helene 
to help her slide it up behind the scrotum. Releasing the man’s 
frustrated throbbing erection, Helene pinched the man's testicles 
away from his abdomen while Laure looped the cable tie around and 
above them. Laure then threaded the end of the tie through the one-
way tightening device and quickly tightened the loop until it would 
stay in place on its own. Helene then pulled on the man's balls 
harder while Laure was sliding the semi-tight plastic loop up as 
far as it would go. Once done, Laure closed the handles of the tool 
to tighten the loop. As it was not enough, she did it again. The 
diameter of the plastic loop decreased to a minimum. The man arched 
his back and strained at his bonds vainly. "Pull more," said Laure 
in a whisper. She placed a second loop close to the first one, 
leaving half an inch of visible skin between them and shrunk it as 
well.
      The young girl was standing behind the man and giggled as she 
watched Helene and Laure working between the man's legs. Helene 
released the balls and started to tease the man again. The man 
became fully erect again and his hips began to thrust. The man's 
balls were distinctly outlined in their sac. Laure placed a steel 
bowl between the prisoner’s legs and then briefly considered the 
implements on the table before selecting the castration tool. She 
flushed deeply and began to breathe heavily as she studied the 
constrained manhood. She weighed the balls in her hand anticipating 
the moment they will come free. These thoughts caused her crotch to 
become wet. She could feel her juices running down her leg as she 
placed the blades of the castration tool either side of the skin 
between the two plastic loops. Helene was still teasing the man, 
and his body began to stiffen once again as he began small bucking 
motions with his hips. Helene was still slowly masturbating him 
with her hand, as he watched her small but large nippled breasts 
sway gently before his eyes. He could see the curve of her lovely 
young bottom as she teased him. Laure circled the scrotum with her 
hand and pulled suddenly and firmly, stretching the skin between 
the cable ties. With a shudder the man's eyes rolled back into his 
head with a fear mixed with a strange feverish arousal. Helene 
pumped his straining erection faster, “Oooohh! Come on, see if you 
can shoot!” Laure, now panting with excitement, waited a few 
seconds to savor the moment, and then pushed the handles together. 
The familiar clapping sound rang out and his severed balls dropped 
into the steel bowl between his legs. Helene exclaimed 
gleefully, “Too late, we got your balls full of come!” The young 
teenager clapped her hands excitedly, whilst the man’s eyes looked 
as if they would pop out at any moment.
      They all inspected the stump and concluded it was perfect. 
Laure walked around in front of the man holding his now severed 
balls in the palm of her hand and showed him the closed sack while 
Helene joked: "Say good bye to your balls. Shame you didn’t get to 
come rapist, maybe you would have splashed my tits!  We probably 
should celebrate."
      Laure shook her head negatively "No, he does not deserve a 
celebration: they are not that big. I prefer it when they are 
really big." "Well, now that your trophy collection is beyond one 
hundred, you ask for more and more." added Helene. "Its a kind of 
addiction." concluded Laure. The young girl touched the still semi-
erect penis and moved the foreskin back and forth several times 
hoping to tease the man up again but it was unsuccessful. "It will 
probably not harden anymore now," said Laure to the girl. "Poor 
little birdie.." said the girl pulling on the organ. She asked 
Laure "I would like to be a castrator like you. What should I 
do?" "You are on the right track. I have already seen you several 
times in this room. I guess that you like it very much and that you 
probably helped a bit the men to fall in your trap." "Yes, this is 
true," admitted the young girl proudly. "I usually tell them that I 
would like to see them shoot their juices because I am very excited 
about it. No one refused yet." "This is a good tactic. How old are 
you?" asked Laure. "Fourteen. Hopefully, I look younger: they 
prefer young girls." "Well, this is a bit young to be an 
apprentice. But I can probably have you as a permanent assistant 
for all the preparation work, if you think you would enjoy it." "I 
would be delighted." answered the young girl. "Perfect, I'll give 
you some basic training no later than tomorrow morning: we have a 
real bad guy to treat and I am instructed to make it painful. I 
want you to learn how tough we can make the whole thing. You will 
prepare him the same way you did today; remove his pubic hair, 
clean and tie the balls the way you did it today. In addition, he 
will have his penis severed and we plan to play a bit with it 
before removal...." Helene and I like to tease a really bad rapist 
a long time before we cut him so that he always remembers what he 
will be missing. Sometimes we like to ride him just enough to tease 
him some more.”  "Great!", exclaimed Emma the teenage teaser. 
      The young girl continued, "Now, isn't it a problem if he 
becomes hard when you proceed? " "You are perfectly right, the man 
might be erect even when he sees the penis cutter. In particular 
the one we’ve got tomorrow because he’s extremely big. The first 
problem is that the penis head will be bigger than the orifice of 
the penis cutter. You will need to grease a bit the inside of the 
cutter so that the head of the penis will easily come in. We like 
to ‘clap’ his balls off at the same time that we cut his cock – a 
double shock for him! Helene might have to push really hard to get 
that big cock of his off though! As it is just for training, it 
doesn’t really matter if we make a mess. I remember one man started 
to come just as Helene was about to cut his cock – you should have 
seen him squirt – he was still shooting as Helene cut it 
off! "Woowww! Exclaimed young Emma. I don’t think I'll sleep 
tonight. It’s so exciting! See you tomorrow.”
Tomorrow.
      The man was big, very big. Young Emma, naked again, played 
with him on her own, he moaned into his gag. She soaped the big 
fleshy cock up into a magnificent column and weighed the big meaty 
balls in her little hands. She thought to herself, “God, to think 
this was pushed into some innocent young girl – he must be 
punished – how exciting!”
      The door opened and in strode Laure and Helene, both naked as 
usual and slightly sweaty after a workout at the clinic’s own mini-
gym. Both almost paused in their tracks, he really was a big man as 
the guards had said. Laure was already visualizing his organs in 
her private collection. Laure congratulated Emma on her preparation 
work, and inspected the big hard-on. She suddenly bent down and ran 
her tongue up the hard-on, from the base to the tip. “Did you like 
that rapist?” she asked him, still breathing hotly onto his column. 
Just as quickly she locked her teeth onto his shaft and insistently 
applied pressure. It scared him more than it hurt. “Did you like 
that?” She added menacingly, her teeth marks showing on the still 
solid shaft. What followed next stunned young Emma’s innocent eyes 
and seemed to last a long time. She watched in mesmerized silence 
as Laure climbed onto the castration table and commenced to tease 
the tightly bound man with her whole body. She rubbed her full 
breasts on his heaving chest, her oiled sex-lips slid along the 
length of his huge hard-on, she licked and bit him. At one point, 
she straddled him and the head of his hard-on slid down the crack 
of her very full firm buttocks, actually parting them slightly near 
to her secret place. She playfully pouted and slapped the big 
column at that point – only making it slip in a little further 
between her bottom cheeks…..  His chest heaved, his eyes were 
tightly closed. Suddenly she lifted up a little and placed the 
angry red knob of his cock against her wet shaven pussy. She moved 
his knob around on her sex-lips for a while, until her hips began 
to buck slightly. Suddenly she let him in and squealed in her 
throat, his big head engulfed by her soaking vagina. She breathed 
out at him, “I’m going to have this big cock of yours rapist,” and 
slid down on him – she meant it in a different way to the way he 
took it. She ground her hips on him for a long time, always slowing 
down if she thought he might come in her. Finally she let out a 
sharp gasp and almost sobbed as she orgasmed on the big living 
flesh dildo. She eased herself off, and looked down to see his cock 
was red with frustration and as solid as an iron bar. It jutted up 
only an inch or two from her vagina between her spread legs, 
slippery with her juices. She dug her fingernails into the shaft 
cruelly and laughed quietly. 
      No sooner had Laure climbed off, Helene climbed on. Laure 
cradled his head, her full breasts tantalizing him further as 
Helene began her teasing. Laure moved aside as Helene swung around 
so that her wide open shaved pussy hovered inches over his face as 
she licked his belly, then his hard-on and then his balls. She 
pushed his balls down and made scissors with her fingers around 
them as he stared into her open and wet pussy – Laure smiled and 
looked over at the castration instruments. Helene swung back around 
and teased him against her womanhood, then the crack of her bottom, 
and then her womanhood again. The man was nearly delirious by now. 
Helene, only fifteen years old, realized that he was too big to 
enter her, try as she might. She was forced to satisfy herself by 
sliding her wet pussy-lips back and forth along his massive hard-
on, which became so hard she thought it might burst. She thought he 
was going to come at one point, so stopped dead and simply pushed 
down hard with her pussy, fingering herself all the while. When she 
finally came, she shrieked and almost started crying. Laure rushed 
over and hugged her, all the while the man’s massive hard-on 
throbbed and was jostled around under her crushing slippery pussy. 
Tears of frustration streamed from his closed eyes and he sobbed 
into his gag.  
      It took Helene a minute or two to compose herself before she 
reluctantly lifted off the throbbing flesh column she had been 
attempting to crush with her pussy for the previous twenty minutes. 
They all looked at it, bigger than ever and bright red with 
soreness and frustration. Laure spoke first, “No need to lubricate 
it for the penis cutter, I think you’ve oiled it down enough 
Helene!” Helene laughed and sighed at the same time, then lazily 
turned to the table to get the cutter. She was tired now, she just 
wanted to cut him and go home. The prisoner had never felt more 
frustrated in his life; he did not think it possible. He was 
oblivious to his fate and could think of nothing but the female 
forms around him - everywhere he looked. He watched Helene’s 
gorgeous round bottom roll as she went to the trolley and cried 
another tear. Laure quickly tied up the prisoner’s balls, crimping 
the ties on tightly until the balls looked like a big piece of ripe 
fruit. She placed the bowl under his balls to catch them, and then 
clamped a strange metal plate around his balls so that they looked 
almost detached and rested on the plate. Helene smiled knowingly at 
Laure. Helene firmly grasped the rampant hard column and started to 
push it up into the cutter, a kind of miniature portable guillotine 
device. The prisoner moaned, it felt like a kind of steel pussy – 
and her hands were all over his cock. He was so big that Helene 
exclaimed involuntarily as the big purple plum of his cock head 
protruded out of the other side – almost hitting her chin as she 
wrestled with his hard-on. “Ooooh! Look what we’ve got coming out – 
a big ripe plum!” She giggled. She held the body of the cutter and 
tightened the clamp slightly at the bottom – the plum swelled more 
than she thought possible with the added pressure at his root. She 
then placed her hand on the blade, ready to push – and she would 
need to push hard she thought. Laure was now ready with the 
castration tool neatly under the plate and around the root of his 
balls. His balls looked extremely vulnerable resting on the metal 
plate. Helene, a natural tease if ever there was one, actually 
started to pump the penis guillotine slowly up and down on his 
erection to keep him ‘on the boil’. Laure looked slyly at Helene 
and smirked. 
      “Emma, would you come over and help please.” Emma obediently 
moved closer – the prisoner looked alternately at her young sexy 
form and the profile of Helene’s gorgeous perfect bottom as the 
young Emma walked over to Laure. “Emma, you’ll find a wooden hammer 
on the shelf under the trolley.” Emma took it out obediently and 
asked, “What do you want me to do with it?” Laure replied, “I want 
you to smash his eggs, Emma, can you do that?” “His eggs?” asked 
Emma incredulously. “His balls Emma, I want you to smash them 
against the metal plate!” Laure was a sadist at heart, and was 
becoming excited again, her full breasts were heaving. Helene 
interjected, “Hey Laure, just a minute, this bastard’s so big he’s 
given us another target!” she said looking down at his protruding 
cock plum. Laure smiled approvingly, “Emma, you choose, do you want 
to smash the dirty rapists eggs, or squash his plum for him?” All 
the while Helene was absent-mindedly jacking his hard-on in the 
sheath-like penis cutter guillotine, and staring at the big plum. 
Emma thought hard, and looked at the exciting targets. “His eggs, I 
want to break his eggs!” she exclaimed childishly. Laure almost 
hissed with her own excitement, “Go on Emma then, give the rapist 
bastard what he deserves – hit them as hard as you possibly can – 
squash them flat!”
      Laure and Helene watched as Emma raised the wooden hammer 
above her head and paused. So did the prisoner. He glanced between 
his legs, and saw the nubile young girl about to smash his balls. 
He saw her small cone-like breasts, her hairless pussy, and to her 
left the womanly figure of Laure with her pendulous breasts hanging 
and jutting – he could see her pussy – she was reddened with 
excitement there. In his vision to the right, he could see Helene’s 
small firm jutting breasts jiggling as she relentlessly pumped and 
teased his erection in the guillotine. It was too much; he started 
to come more violently than many men have ever come – even as the 
hammer was coming down. Helene, horrified that she had allowed him 
to come, saw a huge arc of thick come leap from the end of the cock 
plum. Laure barely had time to register it as she saw the hammer 
coming down, and Emma was focused entirely on the task in hand – 
smashing those huge tied up balls. The prisoner screamed into his 
gag with the momentary release of sexual tension, and then froze a 
moment later as he felt his balls explode under the hammer. Emma 
had done well – the balls actually compressed and then sprang back 
out. The prisoners cock had a life of it’s own, however, another 
great gout leapt out even as Helene leant forward and began pushing 
the blade of the guillotine in towards his erection – she was not 
going to let this bastard come any more than he already had. As she 
did so, his second gout of come blasted so forcefully under her 
left breast that it actually stung her with the force. “Ohhhh!” she 
exclaimed and then pushed the blade into his erection, compressing 
it before any more of the prisoner’s sperm could escape. The 
frenzied Emma smashed his tied balls again even harder, compressing 
them so much they did not spring back out properly this time. “Good 
girl! You really got them then,” thought Laure, as her eyes flicked 
between the hammer blow and Helene’s determination to stop any more 
sperm escaping. Helene felt the hard-on give and the blade push 
through his solidity which had been prevented from spurting another 
time. The sound of metal hitting metal sounded as the blade hit 
it’s end stop and Helene and Laure realized that the man’s hard-on 
was finally severed. She pulled the guillotine, with it’s severed 
erection still twitching inside and sperm leaking from the 
unnaturally bloated plum, away from the prisoner’s crotch. Helene 
and Laure looked at the very short stump pumping blood and 
amazingly come, as Emma’s frenzied ball smashing slowed to a stop 
as she too looked at the results of Helene’s handiwork. Laure 
looked at the shattered balls beaten to a blackened pulp and 
slammed the castration tool’s blades together. The shattered balls, 
still in their sac rolled into the bowl. Laure looked at the 
prisoner, a ‘gonner’ she reckoned – but she couldn’t give a fuck – 
she’d write it off as a training error. No one cared about rapists 
anyway. Time to get that big cock of his pickled for her 
collection, she thought. Now, what about those shattered balls, are 
they worth keeping she wondered?