"Babe, I know what you said, but you also find sexual pleasure in eating my pussy, in being fucked by black men, and I think it is because you have tiny balls. Anyway, I want to take your balls, so I got an elastrator for castrating goats and I intend to castrate you today." She had told me several times that she wanted to take my balls. Every time I managed to dissuade her saying that I get sexual pleasure from being humiliated, but if I had no balls there would be no sexual pleasure, or arousal and that seemed to work... until today!!!
"To-to-today?" I started to mumble.
"Yes, today honey... what do you have to do that is more important? Now come here, pull your pants down. Oh, I always find It funny to see your inverted chastity cage on you. How long is it, two years? I have always feared that if we remove the cage it would be able to get erect. I don’t want to see it bigger than 2 centimeters ever again." She put the rubber bands on my balls with a savage smile. I made a shriek like... like a castrated animal, The pain was excruciating. She left me alone for a while, when she returned, "Oh, honey, I know how painful it is, I can’t do anything about it." a slight hope emerged in my mind "So here are some painkillers that should alleviate the pain while your balls are dying. Don’t look so sad, tomorrow morning it will be all over."
The words 'balls dying' were so incredibly erotic, I would have gotten an erection if I had something to get erected. I spend most of the day watching porn and rubbing my penis in the cage trying to cum one last time as my balls were dying. In the evening I went out for a walk, I walked the streets, with a big buttplug in my ass, caged, and bands suffocating my balls. It was a strange feeling, walking around, people oblivious that my balls are dying in this very moment. Not that anyone cared about me of course.
When I got home, I found my wife has guests, A female friend, and two black men. It seems they were in the kitchen dining because upon my return home I found the two women being banged hard on the table. I took another painkiller and spend a little time contemplating as I watched. They eventually moved into the living room, the bulls were watching TV, naked, their enormous dicks exposed to the women. The women, also naked, were hugging them, and kissing them, excited and feeling lucky and in a state of arousal causing them to be extremely flirtatious. I went back to my room, with dark thoughts in my head waiting for my balls to die as they partied after the ball game they were watching, they had fun, danced, laughed and had more sex, while I was in my room, listening to the noises and waiting.
The next day I was unable to feel anything. My balls were black. My wife kissed me gently on the cheek in the morning and eagerly pulled my pants down to see what was going on. "It is irreversible at this point, we will leave the bands few more days until they fall off just to make sure." She used her index finger to play mockingly with my balls. "I guess I have to say something," she mocked me, "goodbye, tiny useless balls, it was nice knowing you, now disappear without a trace." The emotion was overwhelming. I started crying, I felt ashamed, pathetic, useless, a laughing stock. "Oh, honey, you are crying for such a small thing?" She left with a vicious smile.
After a week I entered the bedroom while she was fucking one of her bulls, "Babe, babe, it fell off!"
"What is it? Can't you see I am busy?"
"Babe, the cage is off, my balls have shrunk so much it can’t stay on me anymore!"
"Sorry, but we need to see this," she apologized to her bull. He reluctantly stopped fucking her and they both came to look between my legs. My tiny thing was so pathetic, it wasn’t even a small dick, it wasn’t even a manclit, it was almost nothing, just some empty foreskin, the balls were gone, reabsorbed by the body. There was a hint that in this sack there must have been something, but nothing more. They laughed, long and hard. Her bull grabbed his dick and slapped my thing with it, it was half the size of the head of his dick.
"What will you say to your wife, cuck?"
"Thank you?!"
"For what?"
"For… for finally destroying the illusion of me being a man."
"What, after all the black dicks that your wife has had, after all the cleanups, after all the dicks that you had and worshiped, after all the sissygasms you had in your cage, after being caged for years, NOW... now you realized you are not a man? You are slow and you are pathetic. Now lets go back to bed, babe. you cowgirl me again and I want him to rim your anus while I am fucking your pussy, and cuck, don’t forget to lick my balls too, Chop-chop.
"To-to-today?" I started to mumble.
"Yes, today honey... what do you have to do that is more important? Now come here, pull your pants down. Oh, I always find It funny to see your inverted chastity cage on you. How long is it, two years? I have always feared that if we remove the cage it would be able to get erect. I don’t want to see it bigger than 2 centimeters ever again." She put the rubber bands on my balls with a savage smile. I made a shriek like... like a castrated animal, The pain was excruciating. She left me alone for a while, when she returned, "Oh, honey, I know how painful it is, I can’t do anything about it." a slight hope emerged in my mind "So here are some painkillers that should alleviate the pain while your balls are dying. Don’t look so sad, tomorrow morning it will be all over."
The words 'balls dying' were so incredibly erotic, I would have gotten an erection if I had something to get erected. I spend most of the day watching porn and rubbing my penis in the cage trying to cum one last time as my balls were dying. In the evening I went out for a walk, I walked the streets, with a big buttplug in my ass, caged, and bands suffocating my balls. It was a strange feeling, walking around, people oblivious that my balls are dying in this very moment. Not that anyone cared about me of course.
When I got home, I found my wife has guests, A female friend, and two black men. It seems they were in the kitchen dining because upon my return home I found the two women being banged hard on the table. I took another painkiller and spend a little time contemplating as I watched. They eventually moved into the living room, the bulls were watching TV, naked, their enormous dicks exposed to the women. The women, also naked, were hugging them, and kissing them, excited and feeling lucky and in a state of arousal causing them to be extremely flirtatious. I went back to my room, with dark thoughts in my head waiting for my balls to die as they partied after the ball game they were watching, they had fun, danced, laughed and had more sex, while I was in my room, listening to the noises and waiting.
The next day I was unable to feel anything. My balls were black. My wife kissed me gently on the cheek in the morning and eagerly pulled my pants down to see what was going on. "It is irreversible at this point, we will leave the bands few more days until they fall off just to make sure." She used her index finger to play mockingly with my balls. "I guess I have to say something," she mocked me, "goodbye, tiny useless balls, it was nice knowing you, now disappear without a trace." The emotion was overwhelming. I started crying, I felt ashamed, pathetic, useless, a laughing stock. "Oh, honey, you are crying for such a small thing?" She left with a vicious smile.
After a week I entered the bedroom while she was fucking one of her bulls, "Babe, babe, it fell off!"
"What is it? Can't you see I am busy?"
"Babe, the cage is off, my balls have shrunk so much it can’t stay on me anymore!"
"Sorry, but we need to see this," she apologized to her bull. He reluctantly stopped fucking her and they both came to look between my legs. My tiny thing was so pathetic, it wasn’t even a small dick, it wasn’t even a manclit, it was almost nothing, just some empty foreskin, the balls were gone, reabsorbed by the body. There was a hint that in this sack there must have been something, but nothing more. They laughed, long and hard. Her bull grabbed his dick and slapped my thing with it, it was half the size of the head of his dick.
"What will you say to your wife, cuck?"
"Thank you?!"
"For what?"
"For… for finally destroying the illusion of me being a man."
"What, after all the black dicks that your wife has had, after all the cleanups, after all the dicks that you had and worshiped, after all the sissygasms you had in your cage, after being caged for years, NOW... now you realized you are not a man? You are slow and you are pathetic. Now lets go back to bed, babe. you cowgirl me again and I want him to rim your anus while I am fucking your pussy, and cuck, don’t forget to lick my balls too, Chop-chop.
