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Subject: PO 6/8

I tried to resist her pulling my arms behind my back.  A quick twist
of my wrist and I was helpless,  I felt the straps going on and then
she used one to join the two around my wrists.  She put the towel
around my waist and placed me to a corner of the room then walked
towards the door.  She turned off all the over head lights with the
exception of the light that illuminated the corner I was standing in.  

"We'll be up in a few minutes.  When we come in I don't want to see
you on your knees pleading with that girl, understand!  I'm counting
on you to be a man about this.  Don't let me down."  

I leaned against the wall and tried to cry.  I didn't know how long I
was alone before I heard the door open.  I couldn't see well because
of the light in my eyes.  I saw three figures but I could only make
out Kramer's shape.  They seemed to be having a whispered argument
which ended with a loud "SHHH!" Then I heard Kramer say in a
ceremonial voice,  

"Your rapist has cooperated fully Ms. Summers.  This male is resigned
to pay the price for his actions. He genuinely desires to atone for
his horrible crime and wants to be rendered incapable, forever, of
repeating it.  He begs of you the favor of castration.  Can you find
the mercy in your heart to grant him his request? Ms. Summers."

I heard an almost inaudible "yes" from one of the figures.

Kramer began again "Take your time Gail, tell me when you wish it to
happen."

I was staring at the floor in absolute terror, I didn't want to see
their faces.  They let me stand there for some time before one of them
moved.  One of the figures approached me, I still could not make out
who it was when a hand reached out of the darkness and ripped my towel
from me.  There was silence for a moment then I heard a small laugh
and I took a hard slap across my face.  The figure came into the
light, it was Ms. Murray.  She looked me up and down and then centered
her attention on my groin, she saw my penis was erect and pointed
right at her.  She instantly flew into a wild rage.  She gave my poor
cock a full swing slap that made it bounced off my side and then to
the other, it went limp before it came back a second time.  With my
hands secured behind my back I could be pushed about with a slight
shove.  Her left hand pushed against my shoulder till my back was
pressed against the wall and held me there with her arm locked.   I
felt her grab my nutsack with her right hand.  She wasn't rough at
first, she played around awhile looking for a better grip.  When she
found it she started squeezing them slowly then she tighten her grip
and sunk her finger nails into my scrotum with both my balls in her
hand.  She squeezed again then without relaxing her grip she pulled
everything up as hard as  she could!  Her face was so close to mine I
could smell her breath.  Murray was whisky drunk. 

"Remember me asshole?" she said as I tried not to look at her face.

"I promise you'll never forget me as long as you live.  You raped a my
friend of mine!  You made my friend suck your pathetic little cock!
You covered her face with your smelly, disgusting cum.  Now that girl
is going to cut your fucken balls off!"

A searing pain was shooting through my balls.  What the hell was she
doing?  She was squeezing and pulling hard. She began to twist her
hand and my balls along with it.  I screamed in agony.

"AAHHHH!!!"  I thought I was going to pass out.

"That's right bastard, I'm gonn'a hurt you bad.  You are going to beg
to be castrated.  You'll beg us a hundred time to chop these off
before we do it."

She pulled and twisted again.  "AAHH!!!!" She looked down and saw that
my dick was no longer interested and gave me a tipsy kind smirk then
let go of my balls.

"Lets have a show!  I've convinced Gail to let you cum one more time
before she neuters you.  You don't have to thank me."  

She grabbed by the arm and led me across the room and pushed me on the
couch.  Walking back and forth in front of the couch she delivered
what I could tell was a practiced monologue.  

"You've got five minutes to masturbate one last time.  After five
minutes Gail is gonn'a cut your balls off whether you've cumed or not.
If your dick is squirting in exactly five minutes you'll lose your
balls off while your dick is pumping out the last sperm you'll ever
have.  Your balls and your sack will make a silly plop when they fall
to the floor.  I'm gonn'a pick up you sack with your balls inside it
and show it to you and laugh in your face.  I'm gonn'a make you kiss
them good-bye before we leave.  Now asshole I'm going to untie your
hands so you can do what do what I told you.  JERKOFF!

"STOP IT, STOP IT!" I recognized the voice, it was Gail.  "I TOLD YOU
I DIDN'T WANT ANY OF THIS!"  

Kramer turned on the lights.  I was sitting on a couch naked with my
hands behind me looking up at three women.  Murray looked just like
she had came from a softball game.  Gail was the only one in a dress.
Gail was looking at me while everyone was looking at her.  She was
visibly upset, I thought she would say something, I didn't think she
would say what she did.  

"We don't want to see that.  Lets get it over with and just forget
about the other stuff."

"I agree!  Lets be dignified about this.  Gail, are you ready dear?"
Kramer said as she walked to the table. 

"No fucken way!  I have plans.  I've spent a lot of time working on
this!" Murray started yelling.   "Haven't you got something to say to
him Gail?  Doesn't he have something he has to say to you before it
happens?  What about the "mark"?  We can't do it without the "mark".
I feel I've got a say here too!"  

Gail looked at Murray and then at Kramer.  "Why do I have to be here?
Can't you do it without me?"

I thought Murray was going to punch Gail but she stopped just short of
it and took by the arm instead.  

"Gail honey, I know it's hard on you.  Just seeing him makes you
remember the terrible things he did to you.  You've got to remember
we're doing this for you, I told you that!  We all know that this
wasn't your idea, it was his.  Did you here what Karen said?  You're
doing him a big favor.  He wouldn't be here if he didn't want it to
happen.  Lets go outside and talk a little."  She led Gail to the
hallway and closed the door behind her.  

Kramer was visibly angry.  "FUCK!   Looks like it's going to be a long
night!  Your former girlfriend doesn't seem as eager as she was this
morning.  And you!  Do you really think you can stop it?"

Kramer spun me around and threw me back on the couch.  

"Don't get your hopes up Robert, no matter what she says, it won't
change a thing.  You should have kept your mouth shut like I told you
to.  We could have been done already!  I'm afraid you're Murray's
project now.  You and your balls are going to regret it."

My knees trembled as I sat back down to wait for the meeting in the
hallway to be over.  My nutsack was hanging over the edge of the seat
cushion and my dick was pointing at the ceiling.  The more I didn't
want to have an erection the harder my dick became.  Kramer looked
bored as she boosted her ass up onto the examining table and kicked
her legs as she stared at the floor.  Gail and her lawyer kept us
waiting a while.

Murray came in first and whispered something to Kramer.  They both
nodded to each other and smiled. Gail walked in a minute later and
walked slowly to the center of the room.  

"That's the man that raped you Gail!  If there are things you need to
say or need to hear, now is the time.  You'll feel better later."
Kramer was being the different kind of person like she promised.  

"Go ahead Gail!" said Kramer.  "Stand up asshole. TELL HIM GAIL"
yelled Murray.

Gail went to the table where her purse was sitting and took out a
folded paper and walked up to me. We stood facing each other.  I could
tell was embarrassed by my erect penis and she wouldn't look at it.
Her hands were trembling as she began reading.  

"Robert Hates, I want you to apologize for raping me"

"I want to hear you say that you deserve to be castrated for raping
me"

"LOUDER!" yelled Murray.

"I want to hear you tell me I should cut off your balls for raping me"

"I didn't rape you."  I was not going to make it easy for her.

Gail seemed to be getting flustered.  "DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!" It was
Kramer again.

"I want to hear you say you deserve to have your balls your balls cut
off for raping me."

"YOU KNOW I DIDN'T RAPE YOU!"  I could tell I was getting to her.

"I want to hear you say you that you give your balls to me, that it is
only fair that I take them."

Gail pause while she swallowed,  "TELL HIM GAIL!" Murray was pushing
her.

"I want to hear you say you say I have the right to cut off your dick
for raping me"

"I want you to beg me not to cut off your dick"

She was racing now.  

"I want to hear you say that your balls and you dick belong to me"

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME! GAIL!!!"

"I want to you admit that your balls and your dick are my  ........"  

She never finished, she dropped her speech and ran from the room in
tears.  My accuser couldn't go through with it.  Now I had to get her
to convince Kramer.

"Not exactly what I was hoping for." Said Murray letting everyone know
she was disgusted.

Kramer cranked up, "Her hearts not in it.  I'm gonn'a do it before she
comes back."

"No!  We'll stick to the plan.  I want to see how you put on the
"mark!"  Murray said.

Kramer pulled me off the couch "Come'on you!" and guided me to the
table and strapped me down.  All of a sudden her voice became
soothing.

"That's a good boy, calm down now.  Gail doesn't want you castrated
anymore.  I'm happy she wants to let you go.  I going to take off the
handcuffs so you can masturbate one last time for me.  We want you to
enjoy yourself,  we want you to cum.  No castration, just some
humiliation.  Ms. Murry has never seen a male masturbate before.  Do
it for us and we'll let you go."

"I didn't rape her, I didn't."

"We know you didn't.  It doesn't matter now anyway.  I want you to cum
for me, just let it happen.  After you cum for us you can go home."  

"Really?  I can go home?"

"Really!  I promise."

She loosened the straps to my right arm and guided to my hand to my
penis and helped me with they first few stroking motions.  

"Don't be embarrassed Bobby, let it happen."

It felt good. I can't explain why, but the erection I had on that
table was the biggest and hardest I ever had.  Murray was watching my
hand slide up and down my shaft with a look of fascination on her
face.  I bet it was the first time she had every seen a hard cock up
close and I planed to get her right in her ugly face.  Kramer gave me
a soft smile as she cradled my balls gently in her hand.  

"That's a boy.  Make it a good one.  Show us how much you can cum."

I lost myself in the feeling, I tried to make it last as long as
possible.  I saw Kramer reach around, I assumed she was reaching for a
specimen cup.  

Kramer could turn on a dime.  One minute she was a heartless bitch and
the next she was a warm sexy young girl.  I guess she could tell by
the way I started twitching I was close to cuming.  She gave a tiny
nod to Murray who suddenly grabbed my arm and strapped it down.
Kramer grabbed my dick with one hand and started to do something
around the base of my cock with the other.  I felt a tightening
sensation!

"What are you doing?  What's that?"  I was panicking.  

"It's a cock ring.  We need your penis erect for a while!"

"You said nothing would happen to my dick!"

"I promised we wouldn't cut it off, that's all."

"But you said I could go home!"

"You can.  After we're done."

Kramer grabbed my hard cock and started to apply some kind of gel
around my shaft with her finger.  When she was done she ordered Murray
to take my dick by the head and hold it straight up.  I could see
everything they were doing but I could stop it.  My dick was still
full of blood and hard as a rock in spite of my fear.  Murray was
enjoying her little chore.  I saw Kramer playing with something in her
hand.  It look like a small tube that was slit down one side.  

"Try to hold it still" she told Murray as she the cylinder was paced
around the shaft of my straight cock.  

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING! WHAT'S THAT?"

"It's a stencil Robert.  We use it to make the mark."  

She secured both ends of the cylinder with surgical tape.  She wrapped
the tape several times around the base and then again just under the
head of my involuntarily hard cock.  Kramer then moved my dick so it
was lying upwards and against my belly.  She had laid a small cloth
between my cock and my stomach. Murray was told to cut some tape to
hold it down.  Kramer was happily shaking a small blue jar when Gail
ran back in.  It was obvious she had been crying.  Neither one of them
paid her any attention.  

"Ms. Kramer, I have to speak to you, alone please!"  

Murray jumped forward and gave her a hard look.  Gail reactively
backed up a few steps.  She was terrified of Murray but determined to
do something.

"He was telling the truth!  It didn't happen the way I said it did.
He didn't rape me.  HE DIDN'T RAPE ME!"  

"SHUT-UP GAIL, IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU!" Murray was livid. 

Gail was looking at Kramer and pointing at Murray.  "ALL THIS WAS HER
IDEA!  She wants this.  NOT ME! ......  I can't be a part of this!"

Murray couldn't restrain herself, she grabbed Gail by the arm and
slapped her across the face.  Kramer was on Murray in a second.  She
pushed Murray away from Gail so hard it sent Murray across the room
and over one of the folding chairs. 

She looked at Gail and shouted  "STOP IT, THE BOTH OF'YA!  Get a hold
of yourselves.  It's too late to change your mind now sweetie!  You're
one of those big mouthed babies who starts something then can't stand
getting her hands dirty!   Well too bad, it can't be stopped!  It's
going to happen weather you like it or not."

 She turned to Murray who was sitting on her ass across the room.  

"LISTEN BITCH!  I don't like you!  You're the kind of creep who
promotes herself through other peoples misery!   And if you can't find
misery, you make it!  I don't want to hear a word from you for the
rest of the night, or I swear, I'll beat the living shit out of you!"  

Murray gave her a few quick nods of her head to acknowledge the
message.  Kramer grabbed Gail and shoved her to the examining table.  

"You're the one who put him here!  Now I'm gonn'a make you watch me do
it."  

Gail was weeping openly and shaking her head as she looked at my
involuntary erection.  Kramer picked  up the blue jar and started
shaking it again.  

"This is the ink Robert, it's called Liquid Tattoo.  It'll make a
permanent mark on your skin where ever it goes through the cutouts on
the stencil."

She unscrewed the top and pull out a small brush that was attached to
the cap.   I watch her apply the ink to the under side of my cock
several times.  Gail watched too, she had her hands covered her face
but not enough so she couldn't see what Kramer was doing.  Kramer put
down the bottle and moved to the head of the table.  She lifted my
head and I felt something being slipped on over my face.  It was a gag
that was secured with elastic straps around my head. 

"This is going to burn a little, the ink has a strong acid base.
It'll will last a few minutes."

Nothing, I didn't feel a thing.  Then a slight tingling sensation.  It
started to get warm then hot, then very hot.  The full pain came on in
an instant.  It felt like someone was holding a blowtorch to my fucken
cock.  I screamed as loud as I could through my gag.  I remember the
involuntary convulsions and my straining against the straps holding me
down.  Gail let out a scream of her own.  I saw Murray watching the
whole thing from a safe distance.  Kramer ignored everybody as she
paid close attention to the second hand on her watch.  I continued my
wriggling till she started dabbing my burning penis with a damp cloth.
It didn't make even most of the pain go away but it was some relief.
Kramer looked satisfied with herself as she told me,

"That will have to stay they way it is for a while.  You'll just have
to deal with the pain."  

She the wrapped the shaft of my cock very tightly with a roll of
surgical gauze.  The head of my dick was sticking out and I could see
it turning purple from lack of circulation.  When she was done she
covered my groin with a towel and then ordered Gail to go outside in
the hallway and wait for her.  After Gail was gone she told Murray in
a harsh voice.  

"I going to have a talk with that girl and straighten her ass out.
She'll see reason, they all do.  Don't you touch him bitch!"   Kramer
stormed out of the room to find Gail.

Murray was slow in approaching.  She looked like a hyena trying to sum
up the courage to approach a wounded animal.  She had a wicked smile
on her face.  I tried to yell but couldn't because of the gag.  I
couldn't' see what she was doing  but I felt her starting to lift the
towel covering my penis.  I jumped a little when she picked it up, it
was too sensitive.  That made her smile but she put it back down.  She
moved her attention to my balls which were hanging over the end of the
table.  I felt her cold hand slowly encircle them.  Her other hand
joined in and after some clumsy manipulations she held one of my balls
in each of her hands.  I was sure this was the first time she had ever
sexually touched a male.  She dropped one so as to be able to
thoroughly examine the other with all her fingers.  She squeezed it
with her thumb.  I jerked in reaction to the pain and tried to yell.
She repeated this several times with the same result.  I saw her raise
her head enough to see my face and then she gave my poor nut another
vicious squeeze.  The bitch was observing my reactions.  She repeated
the experimental abuse a half dozen times before she tired of it.  She
started playing with my sack by alternately pulling and then
stretching it.  I heard some muffled giggles as she doubled and
tripled her knowledge of the male anatomy.  The last thing she did was
to throw my balls down.  They banged against the side of the table and
that hurt more than anything else she had done.  She moved to the head
of the table so she could look right in my face.  

"I want to thank you Robert.  This means a lot to me, it's going to
make my reputation in the community." 

I tried my best to spit through the gag.

"I want you to know how much I'm enjoying this.  Using the law to
castrate a man has always been a dream of mine.  Now that dream is
about to come true.  I bet you don't know how you got here, how it all
came about?  It's going to make you mad, that's why I want to tell
you."  

Murray slithered around to the other side of the table.

"When your girlfriend came to me and told me about your date that
night I saw my chance.  She was really only looking for sympathy but
the Center and I were able to convince her she was a victim and you
were a monster.  All she wanted was attention, you didn't give it to
her, so we did.  When I was done with her she was ready to send you to
prison for fifty years but I had other plans.  You men are so
predictable and so stupid. You didn't do anything to her that she
didn't want happen but I made you realize that you were going to have
to do this or go to jail.  When I found out you had gone to visit your
jailbird brother I knew I was going to win.  It was too easy.  I'm
going to do it to a lot of other stupid guys too.  I've already lined
up number two."  She straightened up and folded her thick arms under
her floppy tits and raised them slightly with her forearms.

"You know what I'm going to do with your balls? Oh that's right, you
don't know.  Gail has agreed to give me your balls, and in return I'll
forget about my fee.  Your balls are worth five thousand dollars to
me,  that's how much I want'em.  Your stupid testicles are going into
my trophy case.  When I tell people the story I'll be able to show
them proof.   And all this is happening because you didn't make a
phone call, isn't that funny?"

It was like she had punched me in the stomach.  Gail, that dumb cunt,
had put me here knowing I was innocent.  I had been set up by some
hysterical attention seeker and her bitch lawyer.  Now the bitch was
trying to soothe her conscience while her lawyer was getting
everything she wanted.  I should've have listened to Eddie and run.  I
strained against the straps holding me down even though it hurt like
hell to move.  All I wanted to do was get loose and strangle the
bitch.

"When a tell this story the best part will be how I made you kiss your
balls good-bye before I left with them.  I want you to ....."  She
went on for a while longer before she just simply seemed to run out of
prepared material.  She sat down in one of the chairs and we both
waited.  I could hear female voices arguing in the hallway.

After a while the door opened.  It was Gail, she walked up next to
Murray.  She seemed composed now.   Am I saved I wondered?

"I'm sorry about how I acted before.  We're gona'a get this over with
now.   I do want to see him castrated for the things he did.   Karen
said she'd do it for me."

Murray only smiled.  Gail looked me right in the face and shrugged her
shoulders. 

"Ms. Kramer made me realize it's not my fault, it was your decision
too.  You must believe you raped me or you wouldn't be here.  You must
believe you deserve this as much as we do."

I heard the door open again and then a I saw Kramer marching towards
me holding a pan that was covered with a cloth.  

"You won't regret it Gail.  Everybody ready?"   

She bent over to and laid the pan on the floor at the foot of the
table underneath my groin.  When her head rose between my spread legs
I saw the cruelest face I had ever seen in my life.  There was not a
minuscule of mercy or even humanity anywhere in her expression.  I
tried to  kick my legs from the straps.   I didn't care about the pain
in my dick anymore, I had to get out.   Kramer threw Gail a surgical
smock and told her to put it on,  She scowled at Murray and said,
 
"If you want to stay here you'll have to wear one too.  There's one in the hall closet." 

Murray quickly waddled out the door.  Kramer sat on her stool so her
head was exactly between my knees.  I was concentrating on trying to
move one of my arms.  If I could get one hand loose I could free
myself and fight my way out of here.  I was shouting "NO! NO! NO!"
through my gag.  I saw Gail hovering over my face, Kramer told her to
takeoff the strap holding my head and loosened my shoulder straps.  

"In case he wants to watch." she said.  

Murray hurried back in frantically poking her fat arms through her
smock on bravely took a position behind Kramer.  She wanted a good
seat and was smiling ear to ear.  Kramer said in a loud voice 

"OK.  Get ready?  Here we go!" 

I had changed my mind about the whole thing and I started to trashed
about as much as I could. I'd rather go to prison for a hundred years
than have this done to me.  Using my tongue I managed to force the gag
out of my mouth.  

"DON'T DO THIS TO ME!  PLEASE!  PLEASE!  DON'T! DON'T!" 

With the loosened shoulder straps I could lift my head enough to see
Kramer holding what looked like some kind of orange tool.  She was
putting it on one of the rings around my sack.  I trashed my head
around violently while screaming to whole time.  Kramer looked up and
yelled in an angry voice.

"HOLD HIM DOWN!  GAIL!  HOLD HIS HEAD DOWN!"  

Gail tried to control my head but I was stronger.  Kramer yelled
again, this time to Murray. 

"HELP HER !  DON'T LET HIM MOVE!"  Murray didn't like giving up her
preferred spot but joined Gail. They were both wrestling my head.  I
screamed again 

"NO!"
  
I felt a pinching on my sack then there was a loud racheting sound.  

"AAHHH!"

There was a an intense pain coming from my groin.  Then more metal
sounds and more pain.  

AAHHHHHH!  

The pain was so terrible I lost my breath.  I heard the clinking of
metal and then I heard Kramer yell.

"I'M CUTTING NOW,  HOLD HIM!"  

I yelled as loud as I could just as I felt a new kind of pain
emanating from my lower groin. 

"NOOOOOO!  PLEASE NOOOOO!"  

I felt a flash of intense pain and everything stopped.  They were all
looking at my face.  I couldn't control my self, I was crying and
moaning at the same time.  I guess it was the shock, I felt myself
going limp even though the pain was still there in its full intensity.
Gail and Murray slowly let me out of their combined headlock. I laid
there with my mouth and eyes wide open.  Kramer threw a towel on my
groin and reach down on the floor for something.  She walked up next
to Gail and offered her the pan.  Gail who looked inside and let out a
blood curdling scream and ran to the far corner of the room.  

"THAT'S MINE!" Murray screeched.  

Kramer looked at Gail who shook her head up and down without taking
her hands from her face.  Kramer offered the pan to Murray who reached
into it without hesitation.  What she pulled out was horrifying!  It
was my severed scrotum, with my gone forever balls clearly visible,
sitting at the bottom.  I felt a falling sensation when I saw them.
It didn't look like it came from a human.  The thing she was holding
was a half of a foot long with two round things at the bottom.
Murray quickly held the disgusting thing to her breast with both
hands. 

 "Thank you Ms. Kramer, it's all been worth it.  You have no idea how
much this thing means to me!"  

Murray was horribly ecstatic as she played with my poor balls with one
hand while holding the whole thing by the ring at the top of the bag
with the other.  

"See what I got Robert!  Do you recognize them?"

She moved that horrible thing right up to my face.  "Your balls are
going home with me! They're mine now, isn't that wonderful?  You'll be
happy to know that in the next year hundreds of women will see and
fondle them.  That's much better than you would have done with them.
Now,.....  I told you that I was going to make you kiss them
good-bye."  She moved the ugly thing slowly to my terrified face.

"KRAMER!  STOP HER!" it was Gail.

Kramer grabbed Murray by the arm.  "You got what you came for, now
leave before I loose my temper." 

Murray's eyes bulged for a second before they adopted a more normal
expression.  "You're right.  I got what I want.  I always do."  

Kramer handed her a plastic bag and Murray stuffed her disgusting
trophy inside it before she looked back at Kramer.

"I'm sorry our first opportunity to work together was so"  she
searched for a word, "tumultuous!  I know we'll work it out.  I plan
on working with you a lot more in the future."  

Murray paused before leaving the room, "Goodnight Karen, I really envy
you!" 

She made sure everyone knew her opinion of Gail when she pretended it
necessary to look around the small room to find her.  "Gail honey,
.....  you've been ............  useful."  

"So were you bitch", Kramer snickered to Murray's ass as it bounced
out the door.

The room was instantly still.  I saw Gail hovering over my face, she
was quietly crying and slowly moving her head left and right.  My pain
had abated a small amount but I was too exhausted to gratify  the
feeling.  Kramer gave my a serious smile as she walked by the head of
the table.  Gail was brushing my hair with her hand.  

"Can't you do something for him Karen?" 

"No!  ........  Don't touch him."