Thecia's coldest pair
STRAIGHT, TESTICLES
&nbsp;Thecia is back in the service of Dr. Pann. On a revenge mission.Not for minors,,,but zinc miners are ok.
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Thecia’s coldest pair

I’m a 31-year-old female "cutter."

It seems that I get myself deeper and deeper in the workings of Dr. Pann’s
women’s organizations. Among the companies that Dr. Pann runs, there is one
called Women’s Health Insurance Plan (W H I P). It’s a shadow company that has
a mandate to help and protect abused women. I’ve been called upon from time to
time to permanently stop a man from sexually abusing women. As a cutter I have
that ability.

A nurse in Mercy Hospital in Oshkosh, WI contacted Dr. Pann through the
network. She had a patient on her floor with frostbite so bad that she would
lose a toe. This young woman (Janet) was an exotic dancer in a local club. She
was a single mother and had no other means of support. Her boss, a guy named
John, had been forcing sex on her for many months. She felt that she had to
accept it or her young children would go hungry.

On one Saturday night, John and a couple of his friends got drunk. The place
was closing and the three of them forced Jan to suck each of them off and fuck
each in turn. This sex incident was punctuated with slaps and other abuse. As
a final cruel act, they pushed out of the rear exit and bolted the heavy steel
door in her face. At that time Jan only had a G-string and small bar towel to
cover her in the harsh Wisconsin winter. The three men exited from the front
of the club and drove away.

The nearest shelter was across the fenced and busy highway 41. She walked over
a mile along the deserted service road before a local farmer stopped his pick
up truck and offered her a lift. At the hospital she told the police
everything. The following day, John and his now sober friends swore that she
had gotten high on crack and disappeared from the club on her own. They were
not charged.

Dr. Pann asked me if I would "fix" this John guy. After hearing the story I
was more than willing to end his sex days forever.

My friend Jill and I received first class tickets to Milwaukee in the mail the
following day. I often used Jill as "bait" in these situations. She is over
5’8" and stunning. When she walks into a room, men can’t keep their eyes off
of her and women feel inadequate. She knows the risks of what we’re doing and
also knows that Dr. Pann will pay her well.

There was a rental car waiting in Milwaukee and it was a simple, one and a
half-hour trip to the club. We were armed with photos of John and the names of
the other two men.

We reached the club at about 9PM and I waited in the car while Jill went in
and applied to be a dancer. She was hired on the spot. She gave a story very
similar to Jan’s. Two kids at home and needed the job.

That night nothing happened except for a little flirting and a vague statement
by john that there were "perks" with the job. Jill noted that the same three
men who were our targets closed the place.

The following night we were ready. The supplies that I asked for were in the
trunk of the car. Just a minute or two before last call, I walked in the club.
There was only one drunk at the bar and he was leaving. The other three guys
were there as we expected. I asked for a drink from John, who was tending bar,
and was told "we’re closed lady." Jill had put her clothes on and was sitting
at the bar; the two other men were sitting to her right. On cue, she reached
in her purse and pulled out the two leather cased stun guns and hit each man
with them. At the same instant I hit John in the chest with mine. All three
were instantly prostrate on the floor. It only took us practiced seconds to
hand cuff them, shackle their legs and shove a ball gag in each mouth. We
blindfolded them and hoped they wouldn’t recognize us if ever they saw us
again. They recovered quickly and were fighting their restraints.

I had decided not to use my normal surgical methods on these creeps. The old
monofiliment fishing line would come into use.

We tied each man to a different table, face up and in a position where his
balls would hang over the edge when exposed. With a razor knife I cut the
clothes from each, exposing their jewels. I plugged my soldering iron to heat
up. The first man, the redhead, had a normal package. Average dick and average
balls. He even had red hair on them.

I donned my velvet glove to give this guy a taste of what he would never feel
again. Jill stepped in and said, "I want to do this. I want it to be good for
him." She carefully washed his package and began to lick his balls. His cock
rose at once. She then gave him a very slow sensual blowjob, stopping when he
was close. By the third "almost" she let him cum. She took the whole load in
her mouth. When she finished, she got up and spit the whole load full in his
face. She whispered to him "I hope it was good, because it’s you last. I
wrapped a single turn of the fishing line around his sack, grabbed the wooden
handles and yanked for all I was worth. The string tore through his equipment
like a razor knife. I’m always amazed at how easy it was to deball a man. His
balls, sack and all hit the floor with only the sound of a wet dishrag. I used
the soldering iron on his ragged groin. The smell of burning flesh filled the
room. Jill scooped up his now useless balls and sack and slipped them into one
of the waiting peanut butter jars.

The second man, much bigger and darker than the first had heard everything but
still didn’t know for sure what was going on. His cock was about the same size
but he had huge balls. I was already wet from cutting the first guy (in case
you didn’t know, cutting turns me on); the sight of these massive orbs almost
made me cum right then and there.

Jill said that, even with the heat, there wasn’t nearly enough pain in the
last cutting and that I should do better this time. I rummaged in the kitchen
and found an old serrated steak knife, just the tool I wanted.

Jill repeated her procedure and sucked off the dark man. When he finally came,
she did as she had done before and spit the huge load right in the guy’s face.
I took his oversized sack in my gloved hand and pulled it as far out as I
could, I then slowly began to saw through his sack. I felt the sack part as I
came to the first cord bundle. I slowly sawed through it. The guy was writhing
in agony. I cut the second one and then the last little piece of his sack. I
held the bag in my hand and dropped it into the jar. A little burning and two
sets were done.

The third man John would be more fun. Jill used one of my velvet gloves on
him. She primed him so well that when he came he shot right up to his own face
and shoulder. Jill licked some from his chest and true to todays method, spit
it in his face. I had a special method for him. I had a technique that I
learned from a Canadian scientist named Lerue. I went to the rental car and
retrieved the small pressure can that was there along with two small stainless
steel bowl, one slightly larger than the other.. I tied off his balls with a
regular rubber band and placed them in the bowl, I put on heavy insulated
gloves. I held his nuts down in the bowl with the smaller bowl. I then opened
the pressure can and poured the Freon it contained between the bowls. I said
to him "remember Jan and the frostbite?" He tried to scream but the gag did
it’s job. After a minute or two I removed the covering bowl. His balls stayed
there with out help. Most of the Freon had evaporated and I removed the lower
bowl. I took a little tack hammer from my kit and with the slightest tap hit
his left ball. The ball and the part of his sack around it broke into little
frozen pieces. Like a smashed marble. I did the same with the other one and
the ball and the rest of his scrotum shattered.. He didn’t feel a thing, but
he would later! We scooped up the little pieces and put them in a jar. When
his ragged wound started to bleed, I used my soldering iron and, like magic,
the bleeding stopped and the smoke started.

We left them there like that. A cleaning lady would find the nutted men there
at eight the next morning. They wouldn’t sexually abuse anyone again.

We drove back to Milwaukee and had a nice early breakfast at Bubba’s Breakfast
Club. We left the car in the parking lot as we had been told. We took a bus
from there back to the airport and we were happily in Texas by noon. I UPS’d
the jars. Airline security you know, they might wonder.

For the people who e-mailed me about a previous story. A "taint" is the skin
between a persons legs. As in "Taint balls and Taint asshole." Or "Taint
asshole and Taint pussy." Guys who were in the military use the word all the
time..

Respectfully submitted,

Thecia

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