Two thieves break into a remote farmhouse, only to be greated by a couple of special jewel collectors.
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Two Lose Their Jewels The moon illuminated the night sky, beyond the hedge Martin could see the country lane, which led to the house. Looking at his watch Martin turned toward Steven, Steven was standing further along the hedge, his legs spread and swaying gently, urine arched across the hedge. Steven pushed his cock back into his jeans and zipped the fly. Walking towards Martin, Steven called “any life up there”, “no not a bloody thing-ain’t seen a car or light in twenty minutes-I guess the house is empty”. Steven looked over the hedge; one hundred yards ahead of them lay a remote and rundown farm. The owner of the farm occupied the house, all the livestock and machinery had been sold some months previously. Martin looked towards Steven saying, “I hear she lives alone-must be a terrible shame to live in such a big house filled with such fine things”. Steven smiled “yeah maybe she is lonely and would like a friendly visit from us”. The outline of the large house was illuminated against the night sky, standing tall and slightly menacing, the two looked at each other and formed their plan to break into the house and search for money, precious stones, gold etc. The pair now walked across one of the fields beside the house, Martin spoke “I am bloody sure the house is empty-we could kick down the front door and nobody would hear”. Steven nodded and climbed over the high gate, which led onto the path towards the front of the house. The pair stopped beneath the branch of an oak tree, it’s size blocked out any moonlight shadows and was a great place to observe the house much closer. Martin pointed with his left hand “you climb up onto the low roof there-I will make my way around the house looking for a small window or old door which could be forced”. Martin smiled and quietly stepped across the front of the house, and climbing onto a low window ledge pulled himself onto the low-level roof. Steven stood under the tree and watched, Martin surveyed the rooftop and surrounding area. To his right he noticed a skylight window, moving quietly across the roof he approached the skylight and was amazed to see that the window catch was undone. The skylight could be easily opened and the pair of thief’s could enter the house. Steven moved over to the rooftop ledge and quietly spoke “over here-there is a skylight window, we can get in here”. Martin walked across to join Steven, and climbed up onto the rooftop. The pair looked at each other and giggled like children “this will be so easy”. Martin slid his right hand under the slight opening, and after careful use of a pocketknife blade, the window opened freely. The pair looked down into the room below; the dark interior gave no idea of which room they were about to enter. Steven removed from his jean pocket a small torch, the light shone down and the pair realized they were directly above the main living room. Steven dropped through the skylight, and listened for any noise, after a short while he indicated that Martin should also come down. The pair stood in the center of the living room, torchlight danced across the walls, highlighting various paintings and pieces of furniture. They were sure the house was empty and decided to make a quick search of the rooms. The pair stood by the foot of the stairs, “you check upstairs” said Steven; “I will check this floor and the cellar. Martin nodded and headed carefully up the stairs, Steven headed into a room with a large wooden door, a bookshelf and various pieces of furniture inside. Further down the corridor he came to a black painted door, this door interested Steven and turning the handle the door opened. Through the door was a flight of stairs leading down, the cold air circulating sent a chill through his bones and Steven felt the need to urinate again, reaching the bottom of the stairs he shone his torch along the walls. In a corner of the room he noticed a red steel bucket, “that will do” Steven thought and standing above the bucket with his legs spread apart he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock and began to piss into the bucket. A flash of light illuminated the room, and turning quickly to look behind him, Steven saw a man holding a single barrel shotgun pointed at him. The silence was broken by the man saying, “well what do we have here-a visitor taking a piss-in my special bucket”. Steven stood staring at the man, his cock still hung out of his jeans, “hey mister I just wanted in out of the cold”. The man did not look impressed, “you are in trouble now boy” and waving the shotgun ushered the thief to go up the stairs. Steven climbed the stairs his cock now pushed back into his jeans. Upon leaving the cellar door he noticed Martin sitting down in a chair, the lights were now on throughout the house and looking around him Steven saw a Woman, standing to the side holding a large knife. Martin had blood running down the side of his face, the woman with the knife spoke “sit down there and do not make a single move”, Steven sat down on a chair next to Martin. The man with the shotgun came through the doorway, and moved across to the woman holding the knife. The two thieves’ knew they were in trouble and expected the couple to telephone the police. The man stood next to the Woman “what shall we do now my darling-should we telephone the police”. The woman looked at the pair of thieves, “no my love-I think we should give them what they came for”. Smiling the man leant close to the woman and kissed her full on the mouth, the woman responded by rubbing her hand across his crotch and squeezing the visible bulge. The two thieves had no idea what was going to happen to them, and pleaded to be freed, and promised never to return to the house, the two smiled and stood back from the thieves. The woman spoke “Now you came here to steal my jewels-YES”; the two looked at each other Martin spoke first “yes we came here to steal your money and jewels”. The man spoke “good we like honest people-you will both leave here soon each with a special jewel”. The woman spoke “but first you must do something for us-you will both take off all your clothes”. The thieves looked confused, “take off our clothes” they repeated. The man leant forward pointing the shotgun “all of your clothes now”. Steven stood up and started to undress, Martin soon followed and after a short while the naked pair stood before their captors. Both man and woman stood smiling admiring the naked bodies in front of them, “you will now turn around and spread your legs, and lean forward”. The thieves turned and leant against a wall their legs spread wide. The woman spoke gently to her man “I am going upstairs to change my clothes, keep an eye on our two new friends”. The man nodded, and turned back to look at the two naked men leaning forwards with their hairy balls hanging down, walking forward he reached out and squeezed both men’s scrotums, their balls moved within the confines of the hairy sac. After a short while the woman entered the room “now you two-turn around and look at me”, she ordered. The pair turned around to see the woman sitting on the edge of a table wearing a short one piece black Gucci dress, her left leg raised high. The two naked men saw that she was not wearing any underwear and the sight of the woman’s hairy pussy and large fleshy pink lips made their sexual organs react. Steven’s cock and hairy ball bag throbbed. The man also watched with great interest, these naked men with their growing erections and hanging balls turned him on. “well my love-which man do you like the most”, the woman moved away from the table, and walked across to the naked pair. Stretching out her hands she took hold of both their cocks, they felt good in her hand, strong and rigid. The man also walked behind the pair, reaching underneath them to hold and squeeze their balls. “I like this one, his balls are firm are heavy, I will have fun with him”. The man smiled and gripped Martin’s scrotum tight, forcing his balls down. Leaning forward he whispered in Martin’s ear “you are mine”, we will get to know each other quite well. Steven was glad the woman had chosen him, his big hairy balls and rigid cock must have saved the day. Martin was led down the cellar stairs; the man held his balls tightly and twisted them, if Martin did not move, or try to resist. Steven was alone upstairs with the woman, she held the knife in her left hand, and told him to place both hands behind his back. Steven tried to resist but the blade of the knife was placed in the center of his ball bag, with subtle persuasion and the threat of cutting open his scrotum, Steven placed both his hands behind his back. CLICK went the sound of the handcuffs locking both wrists; “good- now we can get down to some fun”. The woman told Steven to kneel down with his legs apart. He did this, fearing a good kick to the balls if he refused. The woman stepped back, slipped her shoes off and opened her legs while pulling up her dress, “you may enjoy yourself” she leant forward pushing her sex into his face. Steven looked towards the woman’s open thighs, the long labia and hairy pussy was a heavenly sight. Reaching out with his tongue he licked and forced his way into her vaginal opening, the taste and feel of her flesh in his mouth, excited him so that his raging cock and testicles were begging to empty their milky load in her hot cunt. The woman was sighing with pleasure as her bound captive was bringing her to a full climax. The woman knew it was time to stop, the climax was to be saved for the surprise, stepping backwards from Steven she pulled down her dress. Staring at his full glorious erection and big hanging balls, she quickly stepped forward and kicked her left foot between his legs, the feeling of his balls and erect cock smashed against her bare foot, filled her with joy. Steven screamed and fell onto his side; the intense pain sent tears streaming down his face. The woman again sat back on the table edge, pulling her dress upward to show him her pussy. Martin looked around the cold and dimly lit room, the cold air made his ball bag tighten, and his cock shrink. The large cold cellar had a large display case with several glass jars within. Martin heard the scream from above, and turned to look, but the man punched him in the back of the head and sent him stumbling forwards. “Sit down on that chair-and do not move” he shouted, Martin saw the chair and sat down. The man walked to the far corner of the room, there was a large frame covered in a sheet of plastic, the man slung the shotgun over his shoulder and dragged the frame into the center of the room. Martin watched wondering what came next. The man pulled the plastic sheet away from the wooden object. The man spoke “you will come here and stand with your legs apart”, Martin refused to move “I am not bloody moving from this chair”, the man smiled walking forward and taking the shotgun placed the barrel against his head. “I could kill you and nobody would ever know-it would be better if you walk over to the frame and open your legs”. Slowly Martin rose from the chair and walked forwards. Standing behind Martin, the man secured both his ankles to the A frame. Martin was forced to lean forward and both his wrists were secured to the opposite A frame. The man stood in front of his bound captive, “now you and I will get to know each other”. The man continued “if you look down towards the ground-you will see a large mirror, and a reflection of your naked body-see how your penis and testicles gently hang down-ooh it is such a lovely sight”. The man walked across to the cabinet with the glass jars “I am going to show you something very special-here we have two glass jars” Martin looked at the two jars, faint objects were contained within. He placed the jars on the ground in front of Martin; “contained within these jars are every man’s most precious jewels. Taking off the large metal lids, Martin looked within. The man watched Martin’s expression change as he realized what was contained within, “yes my friend they are severed testicles and penises- your penis and lovely balls will be added to my collection”. Martin strained against the bonds, which held him; the idea of having his balls cut off and put in a glass jar horrified him. The man moved behind Martin, looking into the mirror he could see his captor undressing. The man was now naked; Martin stared at the size of his cock and huge shaved ball bag swaying below. “I have spent many happy hours here torturing and cutting the balls from men like you”. The man took hold of his own penis and slapped it’s length across Martin’s face, “you must take it into your mouth” Martin shook his head, the man continued “take my cock into your mouth now”, Martin again shook his head. The man stepped back and walked behind his prone body, he produced a knife and taking hold of Martin’s scrotum made a thin cut along the middle line. Martin screamed as drops of blood dropped onto the floor. The man put down the knife and again said “take my cock into your mouth-or I will do more work on your ball bag”. Martin opened his mouth and took the engorged member inside, it’s size increased and the man started to thrust his erect cock in and out, the man’s large balls were slapping against his face. Feeling a climax approach the man quickly slid his cock out of Martin’s mouth and told him “suck on my balls-eat my balls”. Martin opened his mouth and the man’s left testicle slid between his teeth. The man continued to thrust, as his balls were being sucked and gently bitten, his climax came in great waves, thick wads of sperm shot from his erect cock and covered Martin’s face. Martin could feel the large balls pump their hot load, the pulsing slowed and the man withdrew his balls from Martin’s mouth. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Martin’s face and hair was coated in white sperm, slowly running down the side of his face and dropping onto the mirror below. The man walked slowly across the room, picking up his knife he took hold of Martin’s hanging scrotum, “I will now slice open your ball bag and remove your left ball” Martin screamed as the sharp blade sliced through his precious part. Blood dripped onto the mirror below he watched in horror as the bag was sliced wide and his left testicle was pulled out. Just before losing consciousness Martin heard a splash sound, as the severed ball dropped into one of the glass jars. Meanwhile upstairs Steven had recovered from the hard kick to his hairy sac, the woman told him to stand up, standing before the woman, Steven watched as she unzipped her dress and slid the material from her body. Turning to lay her dress carefully upon the table, she slipped a six-inch blade behind her back. “I want you to know-your friend downstairs has probably had his testicles cut off”, moving forwards she knelt down in front of Steven, her hand gently stroked his cock. In a flash the blade was produced and placed menacingly under his pulsing member. Fear covered his face; the blade pushed against the base of his throbbing cock, which at any moment could be sliced off. The woman moved closer, taking his balls in her left hand she opened her mouth and pushed the pair into her mouth. Steven felt intense pleasure as his scrotum was being washed and sucked by the naked woman, his erect cock pulsed and balls throbbed as the woman bit gently on his right ball. An intense climax was building and the woman knew it was approaching, removing his ball bag from her mouth she rubbed his genitals, and waited for the precise moment of his ejaculation. The moment came shuddering, hot sperm gushed forward landing on her naked body, with a scream the woman sliced his ball bag clean through, sperm continued to fly from his erect cock. The woman cried in sexual delight as her climax came, hot blood and sperm fell on her smooth skin. Steven screamed as the realization of his balls being cut off filled his mind. Blood flowed upon the floor, the woman still holding the severed balls rolled across the floor covering her body with his blood. Steven quickly lapsed into a final sleep; the woman smeared her breasts and pussy with his blood. Downstairs Martin was still unconscious, the man had sewed up the open scrotum, the single ball left untouched. His limp body was dressed and placed in the back of a large car. The woman still covered in now dry blood, drove naked through the deserted country lanes. Finding a suitable parking area she stopped the car, the man opened the back door and dragged the naked body of Steven out onto the road, secondly they dragged the unconscious Martin out of the car and left him by the roadside. The woman opened the palm of his left hand and placed a small diamond, firmly within, she knelt down close to his still body saying “you see I promised you a jewel, when you leave. The End