Someone has asked me over and over to have a threesome with my best friend. What he just doesn’t understand is she is MINE. I have told him over and over that any other women would be fine with me but just not Serena. After an afternoon of fucking Serena we come up with a plan to get him to stop asking. Serena knows I love inflicting pain and I would never every hurt her.
After watching a video on elastration castration we are both excited beyond words. I love C&B torture with a little slice and dice but this….such a slow way to torture him and treat him like the pig he is being. I call him up and tell him Serena has agreed but we both want to take him our way. ” I assume we are talking some BDSM”, he asks. “Yes, darling we will see you at the house”, I say seductively.
Hours later after a trip to a local ranch we have an elastrator pliers and rings. We are both are dressed for the evening of debauchery in black latex corsets, panties and thigh high stiletto boots. He comes home to us and a few cocktails. We retire to our huge bedroom/playroom. He strips down for us already rock hard. He has been traveling and I admonish him for letting his ball hair grow stubbly. These are my trophy balls, big and hanging and I allow no pubs.
I run the hot tub and wax his balls as he sits on the side. He winches a bit but he is mine and he can take a nice amount of pain. He sits in the tub as his balls get hard, and hang more than normal from the heat. Serena is giggling and I give her a hard slap to calm her down. I don’t want her to ruin our surprise. He steps put of the tub and dries off. “Lead the way, ladies”, he says. Get on your knees I demand and spread your legs. I get the elastrator device and hold it up to his face. His eyes go wild. “Don’t worry darling, you can take it. How long the bands stay on you depends on how quick you can make us both cum. Make no mistake that every second counts”. I tell him.
I slowly start to work the band over his balls. There is such a little opening for such huge balls. I slowly work them tugging with my finger and Serena gets down next to me pulling on his balls with her teeth. He begs me to let him start making one of us cum. All in time I tell him getting excited by the look of agony on his handsome face. I squeeze his balls hard leaving finger nail marks. The band is half way up his balls now and they are turning a light shade of purple. I demand he stand up and walk over to the bed with the metal device hanging off his tortured balls. He lays on the bed and Serena starts to ride his face. These are my trophy balls and I really don’t want to castrate him…not today. She is moaning and his cock is hard even with the pain. I ease the band up till his balls look like a huge water balloon tied at the tip. I slowly remove the device. I slap his purple balls hard licking and biting them. I hear Serena moaning loudly as she squirts all over his face.
I kiss him tasting her sweet cunt as we switch places. Serena comments on how purple they are getting as she bites down hard on them. ” I don’t know how much longer before they fall off”, She laughs. He is doing his best to make me cum. Truth is I already came but what he doesn’t know. I think he is pleading but we can’t understand him with his mouth smothered by my pussy. He grabs my clit in his teeth and bites till I squirt my sweet juices in his mouth. I get off of him and check out the damage to my trophy balls. We both tug with our teeth pulling his banded balls in different directions. I take a huge knife from my collection and with one swift cut I remove the band and a bit of skin judging from the trickles of blood. He groans in pain and pleasure as the blood rushes back to his balls and he cums all over himself.
Your balls are so worthless that I am going to do all women a favor and just castrate you. You have about an hour to explain to me why I should undo your shackles and let you cut off the band. Maybe you need more of an explanation since all the blood runs to your tiny joke of a cock when you look at me. If you come up with a reason I will still leave the band on for an hour. Then I will undo one shackle and watch you fumble to get band off and free other wrist. I wonder what you will do fucking first since two free hands might make taking band off easier….But then time is ticking on the life of your ugly, pathetic nut sack.
