Castrated by a girl at school
by MartinOOOO@hotmail.com (four letters oh, not four numbers 0)
The schoolgirls are shown how to castrate a man

The camera lens zoomed in and thirty-one sets of eyes stare unblinkingly at
the same sight. Thirty sets of eyes belong to the sixth form girls and one 
set to their teacher, a pretty blonde girl of only eighteen herself. What 
they are
transfixed by is the powerful thighs of the strong-looking naked man pinning
the girl to the bed. To be more accurate they are looking at the two huge
bollocks hanging like ripe fruit between his thighs at the end of his 
extended
scrotum which is stretched thin in the middle by the weight of the balls. 
Miss,
acting as the "referee" for the occasion, has difficulty speaking into the
microphone and licks her lips before saying "just look at them, girls, 
aren't
they beautiful?" The girl he has pinned to the bed is an exceptionally 
pretty
girl, very slight, only 5'4" with two long blonde pigtails and wearing a 
tight, low- cut silk top, extremely small cireé miniskirt, and her tight 
shiny red wet-look satin panties for all to see. She lies on the bed with 
several pillows under her shoulders and head and a pillow under her hips so 
that her hips are raised and her thighs hang over the edge of the bed, feet 
flat on the floor. He notices her panties all right because his penis lies 
like an iron bar across her skirt-covered belly and presses hard on her 
pubic mound, his balls resting on her exquisitely exciting soft panty-vee, 
and he is desperately trying to get her
pants down so as to enter her. She is experiencing vaginal spasms and
secretions of a stage four orgasm. His broad naked chest crushes her breasts
against him. His deep voice can be heard pleading over and over "Panties,
Oh panties! Oh, please, PAAANTEEES!" Although she is preventing him from
taking her pants down with one hand, she grasps his buttocks tightly with 
the
other, and her face is scarlet with passion. She starts breathing heavily, 
and
bites his chest, drawing blood.

"She is nearly ready. But remember, girls, never let your panties or skirt 
come
off. While he is naked and you are dressed, he is vulnerable and inferior 
and
you are firmly in control. She is at level five orgasm and is coming into 
level
six. Watch carefully and learn!"

The girl pulls her panties aside with one hand and guides the huge member
inside of her with the other. The man moans and thrusts deeper inside her,
She begins to thrust her thighs forwards then undulates like a snake 
wrapping
her arms and legs around him, moaning too. He starts a thrusting rhythm and
his balls slap against the creamy little mounds at the top of her thighs, 
exciting him all the more. He twists slightly each time so that he enjoys 
the slaps with his left and right balls alternately. Thirty-one sets of eyes 
stare unblinkingly and hungrily at the slapping bollocks. Miss is doing what 
all of the girls are doing, sliding her hand under her skirt and under her 
own pants.
"Wonderful!" Now you see the value of preparation: she is now experiencing
stage six.

Earlier in the evening they had watched the man enter the "ring" they had
made in the centre of the room. They could see that he was actually drooling
with lust as he gazed lovingly at the shy, vulnerable, heart-breakingly 
pretty,
slim, frail little girl. She lifted her skirt for him to reveal her slender 
porcelain-white thighs and shiny, soft, wet-look panties pulled so tight 
that he could see the crease that her pussy made in them. He obviously 
thought that this was going to be a good rape. She giggled winsomely and 
enjoyed seeing his prick
pushing his shorts away from his taught belly. He lunged for her and she
turned away just in time so that he grabbed her around the bottom. Quick as
lightening she tripped him, threw him and landed with her thighs around his
neck and her hand in his shorts. The class shouted and cheered and stamped
their feet with appreciation. He looked stunned and screamed as she
scrunched his bollocks. "I submit!" he shouted. But she said quietly, "Not 
until
you lick my panties!" The class got a close-up view of the red-faced man
licking the girl's thighs and then her panties with his tongue pressed into
her slit, and they cheered wildly at the pleasure. She got up, pulled-off 
his
shorts, and stood over him with one foot on his chest and his shorts held 
high
like a trophy. She was clearly salivating, breathing heavily and sighing 
with
pleasure as Miss announced "A submission to the girl: female defeats male
and she is on stage one orgasm!" More wild cheering. As he got up she went
behind him, grabbed one arm and twisted it until he screamed again, more
loudly this time as she pulled him down. He begged for a submission but the
girl took a large dildo from Miss and rammed it up his arse. Watching his 
huge
dick go hard she kissed him very roughly, pushing her tongue into his mouth
and enjoying his reaction as he kissed her back. She then put his balls into
her mouth and posed for the camera. As she let him go, sobbing with
humiliation and fright, she put her foot on his chest again and Miss 
announced
"Two submissions to the girl, the man is beaten and she's at stage two! The
girls loved it. Before he could get up again she ripped off her panties and
straddled his chest, facing him, grasping his bollocks firmly to control 
him, and commanded him to serve her. He kissed and licked and she gave him 
terse
commands to lick here and there and then a bit higher and then "just there" 
as
she gripped his face tightly between her pretty highs and giggled.
"Stage three and the man is utterly defeated in unarmed combat: pussy
defeats cock every time! The girls went wild as the girl put her panties 
back on
and led the crushed man to the bed for the final act of the performance.
Turning back to the present, remember his bollocks slapping against her
thighs as he rams into her?

Now is the time!" Miss hands the girl a small knife and continued, "It takes
only a little blade to castrate a man!" The girls gasp with anticipation and
pleasure.

He is thrusting like a steam engine and groping her hard bottom, rubbing the
soft cirreé of her skirt against the soft satin of her panties, sending him 
into a frenzy. She is trying to touch him everywhere, reaching stage seven.
The girl reaches her left hand along the crack of his arse and then down to
clasp his bollocks in a claw-like grip, pulling them upwards and away from 
his
body to stretch the scrotal sac thinly. With her right hand she places the 
edge
of the blade against the sac, ready to cut away outwards. The look of horror
on his face is delicious.

"He can feel the knife but he is too far gone to save himself"! Shouts Miss 
as
she starts to go into advanced orgasm herself, like most of the girls.
He shouts: "Let me come, I beg you!"

She: "Has Little Girlie beaten her man in unarmed combat?"

He: "Oh god, yes, Sweet - Little Girlie defeats her man!"
She: "Then come!"

They are both thrusting in rhythm now, his deep bass moans mingling with her
high squeaks. Suddenly he arches his back and shouts out:

"For gods sake castrate me Girlie, un-man me, emasculate me, cut my balls
off PLEASE!"

His legs spread wider in anticipation and he gropes her skirt and panties 
even
harder in frustration.

And Missy shouts:
This is it - the ultimate thrill!"

The girl is frantic too and Missy announces:
"You have to be careful to do it before stage 9: "the little death".
The girl stiffens as the hard hot jet of spunk gouts inside her and she 
grasps
his bollocks tighter, drawing the knife across his scrotum, severing his
glorious manhood from his body. The man shouts "Yes!" then squeals loudly
again and again in pain mixed with delirious joy. One of the girls says, "He
squeals just like our piglets do when I geld them!" and giggles. The girl 
holds
his bollocks high over her head and a trickle of his blood runs down her 
arm.
He stares at his own bollocks in her hand, but he can't stop himself gazing 
at
her pretty face and pumping like an engine as wave after wave of delicious
orgasmic ejaculation spurts from him and her body milks more and more
delight from him such as neither of them has ever experienced before. It is 
a
truly mutual orgasm of titanic proportions. Eventually he just collapses on 
top
of her in bliss and the girl goes into her "little death" lying deadly 
still, enjoying her final orgasmic satisfaction and her final victory over 
the man. Several girls have to interrupt their masturbation to help Miss 
pull him off and roll him onto his back. The girl stands with one foot on 
his chest holding his severed manhood high as her trophy and looks him 
straight in the eye saying, "Yes!
Female revenge! Your bollocks are mine you fucking male pig!" and the girls
and Miss start howling as they come into their final orgasms one by one,
laughing and pointing at the humiliated and defeated man. The man just lies
there with on his back with his legs apart and his manhood missing, enjoying
the incomparable and ultimate blissful thrill of the utter surrender of male 
to
female and admiring the beautiful feminine body that has completely defeated
his masculinity and ripped it from him in sweet female revenge.
Dedicated to girls who like castrating men,