Thecia's Therapist
STRAIGHT, TESTICLES
Thecia helps a friend. A doctor needs to learn ethics.fiction and not for minors.
Thecia’s therapist

My name is Thecia. I’m an engineer and on the side I’m a cutter. I’ve cut over
130 men since I’ve been doing it. It’s a good thing for the human race and I
enjoy it. I’m 31 years old and as far as these stories go I’m going to stay
this age forever. There is not much better in this world than cutting a big
set of nuts off of a man who doesn’t deserve to have them.

I live in Dallas but I often work in the NY/NJ area so I have many friends in
both places. Joann was a nurse in a big city hospital, she does not know that
I’m a cutter.

I was in the city for my company and called her for lunch. We met at a trendy
new restaurant. She had red eyes and she told me she had been crying. She was
seeing a therapist and said he was wrong for her. It took me a while to get it
out of her. He was recommended by a girlfriend and she loved him. She had many
problems and he was helping her work through them. It seems that he had told
her that she had “intimacy” issues and needed to trust again. Over the course
of a few months he made her believe that they should cuddle. In the end,
instead of fucking with her head, he was fucking her. He made her believe that
this was OK. She since learned that he was also fucking her girlfriend, the
one who recommended him.

I told her not to confront him, but tell him you had a friend (me) who needed
him and leave the rest to me.

My first appointment was pretty normal, it wasn’t until the forth one that he
came up with the “Intimacy” thing. On the fifth session I was ready to
“cuddle” or so he thought. He held me and gently told me that I needed to
trust and everything would be OK.

He held me for a few minutes, then I felt his hand on my crotch but I didn’t
react. He worked his way to opening my slacks and rubbing my pussy. I just
squirmed as though it was exactly what I wanted. I found myself naked and he
only had his pants on. He eased me back on the couch and proceeded to give me
the best pussy licking I’d ever had. I’ll bet I came four or five times. When
he got up he slipped out of his pants and underwear, out popped this eight
inch dick with two lemon sized balls attached. He attempted to mount me and
slide that oversized tool into me but I turned. How could I know if he had
AIDS or some other STD.? I did want to drain him, but on my terms.

I reached down and grabbed that fat thing. My hand would not go all the way
around it. The head was out of proportion too, it was much bigger than the
shaft, and the shaft was big. Joann had not warned be about this rolling pin
dick.

I got on my knees and slid it in my mouth, all I could get was the helmet and
about an inch of dick. I worked his big balls with one hand and the shaft of
with the other. It didn’t take long, I felt his balls tighten and the pre-cum
run. The first pulse was a tiny bit of jizz, but the following one was a huge
ribbon. I tried to swallow but before I could the third pulse hit me and cum
shot out from my lips that were tight around his hard shaft. He shot two or
three big streams and I nearly choked on his thick man juice. I got most of it
down and his shaft went flaccid at once. I reached for my bag and told him I
was getting a rubber, instead I pulled my stun gun and hit him with it. Before
he recovered I had him bound, hand and foot to the legs of the couch. He
looked at me, smiled and said, “Extreme, but I can do kinky.” He had no idea
just how kinky it was getting. My scalpel opened the thick skin of his sack
with a single stroke followed by another stroke on the other side. I told him
that I didn’t like his ethics and I was going to take his balls with me today.
The terror came over his face in an instant.

To my surprise, his big dick hardened again. I pulled the nuts out of his sack
before I tied off the cords and ducts. He was ready to cut. My hand found his
huge rod again and I began stroking it. It got harder and even grew a little
more, in a few minutes he was ready. When the first white goo shot out I cut
his right nut out, a second later I snipped the remaining one. He was
pleading, I don’t think he knew he’d already lost his precious baby makers. I
watched at the thick rich cum turned red as it mixed with blood. That is
always my favorite part.

I held his nuts by their cords and put them in front of his face. He was
crying as I said, “Maybe you shouldn’t fuck your clients,” like he would ever
have that option again.

I left him tied there and met Joann at the Marriot Marque for lunch. We went
to one of there restaurants that served Tapas, the little dishes of Spain. It
was wonderful.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia

  

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