A Female, and her friends, have drunken fun torturing their sub-male's testicles, but accidentally castrate him when they pass out from drinking, without untying his testicles.
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If you've read my past stories, you know
about the strange relationship I've developed
with Shawn, an 18 year old hottie whom I've
stripped & toyed with several times. Shawn
has become addicted to my games, & follows me
around like a lost puppy these days.
I decided to have a backyard barbecue & invite
my girlfriends, the ones who helped me strip
Shawn the first time.
My back yard has a high fence around it, with a
big ol' gate next to the driveway.
We mixed up a pitcher of vodka and lemonade, and began
to drink. The sun beat upon us, as we drank more,
and more to curb it. Pitcher, after pitcher, appeared,
and disappeared.
"Where's our slave!!, I need to be served", my girlfriend
suddenly blurted out. We all eyed each other knowingly,
and I grabbed the phone and ordered Shawn to come over.
We all put on our bikinis & laid out on the
grass to sunbathe. When Shawn arrived, he just
stood there and stared at us all. We did look
good in our bathing suits, we're all tall &
have golden tans. Shawn was wearing shorts,
t-shirt & sandals.
As soon as he shut the gate we were on him in
an instant. All the girls grabbed him & began
to strip his clothes off. Shawn was startled,
looking around to see if anyone could see us.
My fence is really high though, & no one can
see into the back yard. When he realized this,
Shawn stoped struggling & let us strip him
willingly. He stopped worrying when he saw
how high the gate was. Big mistake!
We stripped him bare naked in an instant, &
the girls pulled him over to a lawn chair,
one of those long ones that recline.
They shoved him down onto the chair & held him
there. He still didn't struggle, he was hoping
for another session with us like before. Then
I pulled a roll of strong duct tape from my
pocket. When Shawn saw the tape, he began to
get nervous.
Anrea, my girlfriend looked at his underwear, and commented,
"Is this a post-cum stain she-boy, did you masturbate today
without Kim's permisssion?"
Shawn weakly protested, then admitted he had masturbated that
morning in the shower.
The girls rolled him onto his back, then I taped his
wrists together, behind his back. He began to
protest, but I quickly slapped a piece of tape
over his mouth, & all he could do was mumble.
Then we rolled him over, and laughed as he tried
to hide his swollen penis by crossing his legs.
"I know", slurred my friend Missy, obviously
feeling the effects of the sun and the vodka,
" let's find something so he can't cross his legs!"
We all broke out laughing, and agreed, and watched
Missy stagger into my garage.
After what seemed like a long time, she emerged,
bleeding from a knock on the forehead, with a
2X4 about two foot long.
She was so drunk, we couldn't understand her next
comments, but we took the 2x4 from her and knew what she
had in mind.
Andrea, my girlfriend, who is very athletic, and bigger
than Shawn, pushed him down and sat on his legs,
holding them open. I took the 2x4, and duct taped his ankles to
each side of it.
Andrea got off of him, and let him try to escape.
It was so funny watching him struggle against
the ties, his exposed cock flopping around as
he tried to get loose! His nice trim body
flexed as he tried to escape the girls, but he
just wasn't strong enough.
When I finished we all stood back to look at
him. Shawn had his wrists tied behind his
back & his ankles tied to either side of a 2x4,
so his legs were spread wide apart. His naked, tanned body
strained against the tape, to no avail. He was mumbling at us
like crazy through the tape over his mouth, and
his cheeks were bright red. Our cute little
naked prisoner!
And then we left him there, tied up naked in the
middle of the yard, & went about like he wasn't
even there. We grilled burgers, danced to the
radio, & rubbed sun-tan oil on each other while
he watched helplessly. He was so pisssed off!
I said to the girls 'Why don't we sunbathe in
the nude?' They all said okay, & we stripped
out of our bathing suits as Shawn watched. Then
we laid down on our towels right in front of
him, rubbing lotion on or exposed tits & pussies!
His eyes looked like they were going to pop from
his head. We really gave him a show, rubbing
oil on each others' boobs, rolling around on
our towels, laying right in front of him with
our legs spread, our naked pussies in clear view.
In no time his cock stood straight up, & we
laughed & pointed at it, making comments about
our helpless little turned-on boy toy. Shawn
was pissed off, turned on & embarrassed all at
the same time!
Then, out of the blue, Missy blurted-out, almost
uniteligiably, "Let's tortue him." Andrea and I didn't
comment, but watched as she again disappeared into the
garage, then reappeared with some nylon rope, about
the width of a pencil.
"Slaveboy, you have been naughty," she wickedly laughed,
"You masturbated without your Master Kim's permisssmion."
"Now learn the consequences, she-boy", she yelled at Shawn,
then we watched as she looped the rope around his balls, did
some
looping, then pulled it tight.
Shawn stood up straight, and his face turned beet red.
"Missy, be careful", I screamed. She only laughed, and pulled
on the rope. We all burst out laughing watching Shawn crab-walk
under the rope. Missy laughed as she yanked hard on the rope,
and Shawn went down.
I sobered up seeing this, and warned Missy not to hurt Shawn.
She
slurred something, then did a shot. She started to make gagging
noises,
like someone about to puke, and ran off to a corner of the
yard.
Andrea and I watched, and laughed, as she puked in the corner,
until
she lay lifeless passed out from sun and vodka.
Feeling sorry for Shawn, I pulled the tape off of his mouth.
"You fucking dyke bitches, fuck you sluts, fuck you cunt-asses,
let me go!!", he chose to say, in his moment of freedom.
It did not last long.
Andrea grabbed the rope, and I watched as she yanked on it,
and Shawn went silent. His balls were now bright red, from
the rope looping them. He fell down, then followed her as she
led him strongly thru the yard.
"Watch", she said, as she passed the rope backwards thru his
legs,
then pulled on it, and he fell flat on his face, screaming.
She pulled
on it, and we laughed furiously, watching him flop on his
stomach like
a dead fish fish.
He was too noisy, so we again duct taped his mouthed. Then we
went inside,
and found a half bottle of Tequile, and did salt and lemon
shots.
Andrea and I finally staggered outside, and there was Shawn
lying bound,
and nude, still with the rope around his balls.
Andrea grabbed it, and pulled him to his feet, then passed out
cold.
I moved in, and saw his balls were turning a light shade of
purple. I
moved closer, and began to try to untie the knot fixed around
his ballsack.
I was so drunk, I could hardly coordinate my fingers, but
tried to use
my fingernails to undo the knot........
I awoke with a terrible haedache. I could barely open my eyes.
My head ached
so bad, I couldn't even focus.
I was naked, and couldn't remember why. I looked around,
trying to focus,
and saw Missy in the far corner of the yard, nude, covered in
her own puke, still
sleeping it off. My eyes roamed, then spied Andrea, laying on
her back, with a
big wet spot in the dirt between her legs.
I laughed, thinking about what I could tell the other girls
about her drunk-out, to
the point she had lost control, and pissed herself.
My head hurt, I tried to shake it off, I felt like I could
puke. Then, I saw Shawn.
The memory of what we did came skyrocketing back, to me, like
an avalanche. I
rememebered torturing him by roping his balls, fully intending
to release him
within a 1/2 hour or so, then I checked my watch, and actually
it was 12 hours.
His balls were a dull shade of purple, almost black. I cut the
rope off of him, and
made him dress. I instructed him to tell the medics he had
fallen asleep masturbating
while experimenting with putting rubber bands around his
testicles,
"for a stronger orgasm". I then let him call 911.
They picked him up and took him to emergency.
I visited Shawn regularily in the Hospital, he lost his balls,
but agreed
it was in his best interest, to become a eunuch to serve his
queen, me!!
Also, I do not have to worry about his masturbation habit,
horniess, or lack of it,
controlling his masturbation habit, or controlling him thru
his erections, he now wishes only to serve Me!!, as his
drive!
He is now balless, and cannot get an erection. Of course this
does not stop me,
Andrea, and Missy forcing him to attempt masturbation, while
we watch, and laugh at
his attempt.