Chopped by a Cop
PENECTOMY, TESTICLES
Get pulled over by a cop and pay the ultimate fine.
` I was driving along a dark country road one night when I noticed another car
quickly pulling up behind me. Then the sirens came on. The other car was a cop
car. I pulled over to the shoulder, and the cop pulled up behind me. The cop
got out of the car and walked towards me. `

The cop was massive. He looked to be about six foot five. And he looked built.
He approached my door. He wore dark glasses, which I found odd, considering
the only light was from the full moon.

"Get out of the car." he commanded. Figuring he knew what he was doing, I
complied. "Up against the hood!" he barked. I did as told. I had no idea what
was going on. I hadn't been speeding. I couldn't figure out what was up.

"What's all this about?" I asked.

"Don't talk!" he barked. I did as told. There was something not right with
this guy. "Drop your pants!" he ordered. I hesitated for a second. "Do it!" he
bellowed.

"Now wait just a minute …" I began. Thwack! He nailed me between the legs with
his night stick. It stung. I thought I was going to vomit from the pain.

"Drop them!" he barked again. Fearing another blow, I began to undo my jeans.
"Underwear too." he added. Quickly, I dropped my jeans and my boxers. "Now,
spread your legs as wide as you can." the cop commanded. I stepped out of my
dropped jeans and spread my legs as far as I could. I could feel the cool
breeze on my low hanging sac. It tickled my ball hair.

The cop then grabbed hold of my balls. He gave them a little tug. Then, he
pulled down on them, hard. It hurt, considering what he had just done moments
ago. He held them like that. Then, I heard him get out something. He gave them
one more tug. Something cold, thin, and metallic came to rest on my sac, just
where it connected to my groin.

My cock became instantly hard. I feared what was about to happen. Again, the
cop tugged on my sac. Then, I felt his other hand quickly brush against one
thigh, then the other. It took a second for it to hit me. My groin stung with
excruciating pain. I ejaculated instantly across the hood of my car. A warm
liquid began pouring down my legs. I couldn't feel the cop tugging on my balls
anymore. In fact, I couldn't feel my balls at all.

The cop placed a hand on my shoulder, and spun me around to face him. In one
hand he held my dangling sac. Blood was pouring down it. It was then that it
all came together. The bastard had cut my balls off. A wave of nausea hit me.
All I wanted to do was wretch.

"Quite nice." he commented. "God shape. Nice and big. I'd say, golf ball size
at least, if not bigger. And a beauty of a sac. You must be quite proud of
them." I couldn't believe it. The guy was talking about them like some
possession. It's like it was some kind of trophy he had caught. "But, there's
something wrong. I know." He flashed me a purely evil grin. "I hate breaking
up perfectly good sets."

The cop grabbed my cock. The head still dripped cum from the load I had shot.
Without any control, my cock became rock hard again. I couldn't do anything. I
was still in shock. He held my cock down with his free hand. "Here, hold these
please." he passed me my sac. I took it without thinking. It was still warm.

He then got out his knife again. I knew exactly what was going to happen. I
was so weak from shock I couldn't do anything, even scream. His hand with the
knife lined up above my dick. Then, it came slamming down. There was a burst
of pain. Once again, I shot off a load. I looked down.

All that was there was a small Ľ inch stump of bloody flesh. Cum was blasting
out of it. The cum was pink as it mixed with the blood. I watched as I pumped
out more cum then I have ever done before. Like my body was trying one last
time to expel my seed. I must have cumed for a whole three minutes. It
wouldn't stop.

Finally, it did. The cop smiled and handed me my dick. It was still hard, but
rapidly softening, and looking off colour. I took my dick without thinking.
Like my balls, it was still warm.

"Well, that's all." said the cop. "You're free to go." And with that he headed
back to his car. The cop pulled away and drove off. I stood there for a few
minutes, my groin bleeding profusely. I ran to the back of my car. In the
backseat was a cooler of ice I had. I threw my cock and balls into the ice. I
picked up my jeans and held them to my crotch, stopping the blood flow. The
rest became fuzzy.

I don't remember how, but I managed to make it to a hospital. There was quite
a stir when I got to the emergency room. I ran in, cooler in one hand, blood
soaked jeans pressed to my groin in the other. I was fixed up. They managed to
reattach everything. I have the feeling back in my balls now, but my dick is
still without feeling. I still get erections, and I still ejaculate, I just
can't feel it. The feeling will probably never come back.

I never did find out who the cop was. I read in the local paper latter that I
was the fifth of ten men to have the same thing happen. Not much has been
heard. I was lucky. Three of the guys lost everything. Two lost their balls,
but had their dicks reattached. And the other four all had their balls
reattached, but lost their dicks. I feel sorry for those guys. If I lost
anything, I think I would have killed myself. I hope someday that cop gets a
taste of his own medicine. And I would like to give it to him …

  

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