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| That night when I came home from work, my live-in partner Jade seemed
especially attentive to my needs. No sooner had I entered the front
door than she had put a drink in my hands and seated me by the fire.
Shortly after, dinner was ready, a favourite of mine and then we settled
down to watch some TV. Sitting next to me on the couch, it was clear that Jade was skimpily dressed. No bra under her thin blouse and just tiny panties under her mini skirt. If she was trying to arouse me, she was succeeding! After a while, she whispered "I'm off to bed now, coming?" And without waiting for an answer, she hurried from the room, the hem of her skirt flicking up to reveal again her tiny panties. I poured myself another brandy and gave her time to get ready. After I heard her enter the bedroom from the bathroom and the distinctive creak of our bed as she got in, I finished my drink and went upstairs myself. I was pretty aroused by now and spent as short a time as I could washing and cleaning my teeth. I stripped naked in the bathroom and slid into bed that way, feeling the cold sheets against my skin. As she put her cold hands on my bare flesh she giggled and stroked me up and down saying something about warming me up. She was wearing her long nightdress, buttoned up the front but no panties - I checked! We kissed and cuddled and I was getting harder and harder. I wanted to kiss and suckle her breasts but her nightdress was buttoned up to the throat and, unusually for her, she hadn't undone it. I was too turned on to wait and released my hold on her in order to put both hands on her nightie, either side of the buttons. With a deliberate tug, I pulled the two sides apart and, pop, the first button flew off. She gasped but said nothing. I continued to tug, working down the row of buttons, until with a pop and a tearing of material for each, the sides parted and her lovely breasts came free. I leant forward and nuzzled her breasts. She gasped again and put one hand on the back of my head to press my lips against her tits. Although her breasts were now free, I had an urgent need to caress her slit and gripping both sides of the material again, I tore downwards firmly, ripping the nightdress from breast to hem and laying bare her belly, mound, pubic hair and the start of her wet slit. Before I could enter her there, Jade put a restraining hand on my penis and said 'I want you really hard, lover. Why don't you get the silk scarf?' I knew what she wanted and went to my dresser drawer to remove this thin but strong silk scarf. Folding it into a loose knot, I slid it round my penis to the base where I tugged it tight. The pressure allowed blood in but not out and my penis hardened immediately. Jade put her hands on the scarf's ends and also gave a tug. As the scarf bit in, I gasped and she said 'serves you right for ruining my nightdress'. God, I was so hard. She stroked and caressed me and tightened the scarf yet again. She said 'I want you to stay hard for as long as I need, lover'. Finally, she let me enter her and it was great. My ever so hard prick pleasured her and I certainly enjoyed it, too. After we had both come, I lay back, my breathing returning to normal. Jade got up and went to the bathroom but she was back shortly after. Her hand went to my penis and she stroked it several times to confirm it was still hard, thanks to the scarf. Just to make sure, she pulled the two ends tight yet again. I was taken by surprise, thinking we had finished and groaned aloud. She pulled a pillow down from the bedhead and lay over it face down, the pillow under her pubic mound raising her buttocks. She reached behind with both hands and parted her rear cheeks. I could see her pretty little anus was glistening, probably with KY Jelly. 'Bugger me, darling', was all she said and all she needed to say. I rolled on top of her and somehow found the energy to thrust into her very tight little arse. The KY Jelly made it easier and the scarf's pressure, keeping my prick really hard still, made it possible. To the accompaniment of her gasps and groans, I thrust again and again and finally managed to come once more, before collapsing back on the bed. Jade lay there, too, exhausted like me. Finally she reached over and gently loosened the silk scarf and slid it off my penis. 'One last thing, darling. I hope you enjoyed that because in future I'm going to make sure you fuck me only when I want it. And that you keep your eyes off other women.' She fashioned the scarf into a loop again and, lifting my now limp penis, slid the silk over my scrotum and up to where it joined my penis. With a sudden tug, she pulled it tight, so tight that I gasped in pain. Taking no notice, Jade pulled it tighter still and knotted the two ends. 'Stay there, don't move', and she went downstairs. She came back a couple of minutes later with scissors and cut off the two loose ends of the scarf. 'Mmm, leave that for a few days and your balls will shrivel up, lover. Then you'll be all mine. I'll keep you up and ready with hormone shots but you'll fuck to order then, I'll see to that! Oh and lover, don't think of loosening that knot over the next few days. If I find you have, I'll take your penis away, too!' And she laughed. That was two or three days ago. I've got used to the scraping feeling of the knotted silk between my legs and the discomfort. At first it developed as pain: aching and dragging my balls down, so it seemed. Then they swelled and were sensitive to the touch. Now they are getting numb and turning a very dark colour. I guess it's working. Just another few days to go, maybe. She checks them day by day. Makes sure I haven't touched the scarf or tried to loosen the knot. It's probably too late now anyway. Last night when Jade came home she checked I hadn't tried to loosen the scarf tourniquet but it was a bit loose anyway as my sac is shrinking. She untied the scarf and began massaging and stretching my balls. I thought for a moment she had changed her mind and punished me enough and was getting the blood to flow back to my balls. But when she began pulling down hard on my balls, she told me she wanted them to hang as low as possible so there would be plenty of spermatic cord and blood vessels for the scarf to bite on. Then she retied the scarf tighter than ever; so tight, it tore slightly. My balls had become numb but massaging them and removing the scarf brought the feeling back and now I ache again and can feel just how sore they are as I lose them. I had a big erection after, and Jade said she could see I had plenty of male hormones so she wouldn't give me any replacement therapy for a long time after my castration is finished. I'm still feeling turned on by the thought, though. I get erections still, the pressure on my balls is painful but very stimulating, too and she loves that, caresses and kisses me there, fondles my poor battered balls - whilst they exist. Castrated by my beautiful lover, made into her servant and sex-slave! I'm very lucky. © P Rosier, 2005 |
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