Wifes Revenge On Cheating Husband

Wife gets revenge on cheating husband by destroying his balls.

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This is how I got revenge on my cheating husband.

We had been married for five years and we had postponed having our 
first child until we could afford for me to quit my job. We were 
both 32 years old and the time had come, but things had been a 
little rocky between us. For some time I had suspected that my 
husband was cheating on me and after I caught him red-handed it was 
not that big of a shock.

Now that I knew for sure that he had been cheating, I decided on a 
cruel plan for revenge. I gave him a choice, either I would divorce 
him or he could face a punishment of my choice. He said he didn't 
want a divorce so he agreed to the punishment. He had no idea that 
he was falling into my carefully laid trap. I told him that his 
punishment was going to start Friday night after he came home from 
work. While he was at work on Friday I packed up all my things and 
moved them to my sister's house (you will understand soon). When my 
husband got home from work I instructed him to strip naked and get 
on all fours. He looked at me like I was crazy, but I told him it 
was part of his punishment and that if he didn't do it, I would 
divorce him. With a great deal of reluctance and apprehension he 
took off his clothes and knelt down on the floor and waited. He was 
on his hands and knees, his precious manhood (which he wouldn't be 
using anytime soon) dangling before me as I stood behind him.

In my most mischievous voice, I said  "Are you ready, I am going to 
personally see to it that you never ever cheat on me again. Trust 
me when I say that this will hurt you more than it will hurt me."

He didn't like the sound of that!  He started to get up, but before 
he could, and according to my plan, I reared back and kicked him in 
the balls as hard as I could. The force of my kick was so great 
that it jerked his knees off the floor. He let out a silent scream 
and grabbed at his balls as he fell over. He was in so much pain he 
could hardly breathe. There was a mixture of semen and blood slowly 
leaking out of his penis and I knew then that I had really given 
him a devastating kick. I had wanted to make sure that he wouldn't 
be able to retaliate and I knew I would have to kick him really 
hard. He had to really be in a lot of pain. All he could do was 
moan in agony and roll around on the floor holding his sore 
(ruined?) balls. I just stood there for a while giggling and 
teasing him about his injured balls. I really rubbed it in, 
enjoying his shock and humiliation. Then, sticking to my plan, I 
dropped the bombshell. I told him that I had tricked him and that I 
was going to divorce him anyway. He still couldn't get to his feet 
(thank goodness) and I quickly grabbed my car keys and left him 
there rolling around on the floor. My plan had worked perfectly!

I moved in with my sister and filed for divorce. I was a little 
worried that I might get into some sort of legal trouble for what I 
had done, but I guess my husband was too embarrassed to tell anyone 
about what I had done to him. I am now happily divorced and living 
in my own apartment.

I still get a "kick" out of how well my plan worked and I still 
have to chuckle when I picture my husband rolling around on the 
floor with his hands between his legs, holding what was left of his 
ruined balls.
 Ah! Sweet Revenge!