The price of arrogance By Alan T. Gang toughs in Columbia's drug slums learn women aren't always the weaker sex.. Comments are encouraged and appreciated. Please send to Maxpixels@mywaycom It was almost 8 pm and Maria was very tired as she opened the door on her 5th floor apartment. The building where she lived was one of the few brick buildings in the slum strewn town of Santa Croce on the northeastern tip of Colombia. Most of the residents in the building had some tie to the enormous drug trafficking for which Colombia was infamous which is how they could afford multi room apartments with luxuries like air conditioning and flush toilets. This was light years removed from the shacks that Maria inhabited with her single mother for most of her youth. During those years her only contact with men were the procession of derelict losers that shared her mother's bed for a night or at most a few months until the drugs would run out and then the bruises would start to appear on her mother's face as a withdrawal fueled rage would shake the air. "Get rid of these animals," she would implore her mother, but her mother never could; her desire for companionship outweighing any concern for personal safety. Maria had been a courier for 5 years ever since she was 15 and it was dangerous work which paid her well. She would pick up several kilos of refined cocaine from the processing lab located in a remote part of the Rio Blanco forest where detection by the authorities was impossible. There she would travel by foot over a distance of twelve miles to the landing strip – little more than a half mile clearing in the jungle thicket- where she would drop off the load to a contact that would then get the precious cargo onto a plane for delivery abroad. The danger, of course, for any courier was ambush by rogue gangs looking to make a quick score by stealing the cocaine and selling it on the open market. She had been robbed only once before and that was when she was starting out, barely 16 years old and naive to the danger. In that incident she was attacked by two men. One had taken the cocaine and started to run but the other wanted more. He knocked Maria to the ground and ripped open her blouse. She found herself paralyzed with fear as he lifted up her bra and squeezed her small breasts. She could feel the wetness of her tears cascading down her face but was unable to scream as his angry hands pulled down her pants and underwear and soon his fingers were inside her moving back and forth in her vagina as he prepared to mount her. It was only by the grace of God that the other man, eager to get away with their stash pulled this animal off of her leaving her sobbing and naked on the forest floor. She lay there for some time, her body shivering in the early evening breeze. The fear that she felt soon yielded to anger, anger at being so weak, anger at not fighting back but mostly anger at men . She vowed, never again. She learned to protect herself . She allied herself with a group of women, who, like Maria found men to be base – objects of contempt. With their mindless violence, drug induced rages, abuse and rape of women men became a despised enemy that would be made to suffer at the slightest aggressive behavior. With this group of women she studied martial arts and worked out conscientiously developing a devastating punch and kick. Like the other women in the group she became a force to be reckoned with. As the years passed she not only grew in strength but in physical beauty. Now at twenty years old, she was five foot eight inches and had the look of a model. Long dark brown hair, very straight that hung below her shoulders. Olive complexioned with high cheekbones and a full mouth that could almost appear pouty she didn't need any make up at all and yet appeared stunning. In another place and another time her beauty might have worked to her advantage, but here surrounded by the slums of Santa Croce and the culture of drugs her beauty became a liability. She had several women as lovers over the years, but the most recent, Lucinda, was something really special to her. Luz was an exquisitely beautiful, slender, shy woman of 19 years that she met in one of the gay bars along the Via Matrasse where Luz worked as a waitress. Athletically built, she was small busted and leggy like a dancer . Her hair was close cropped and jet black which set off her large hazel eyes. Maria often told her she should have been in the movies. Luz had nothing to do with the drug trade, and pleaded with Maria to get out but her words fell on deaf ears. One evening Maria and Lucinda were leaving the bar at closing time, well after 3 AM. The parking lot at the rear was deserted except for a couple of young men 18 or 19 years old. They wore the colors of Los Gallinos, one of the many local drug gangs. They were clearly high on crack cocaine and that could be dangerous because such people can act unpredictably and all gang members carried guns. They yelled out to the two girls, taunted them with suggestive and vile language about how much better cock was than pussy to suck. They grabbed their crotches with their hands, the tight fitting pants clearly revealing the outline of their genitals. Maria was not looking for trouble, especially not with Lucinda around. The two girls turned and walked the other way in order to get to their car, but the two young men quickly gave chase. "Get the fuck outta here," Maria demanded as the two caught up with them. "Shut up you fuckin' lez," one of the two sneered, his leering eyes fixated on Lucinda. "Is this your slave bitch," he continued. Looking at Lucinda he said, "you should be with a man, not this queer" and with that he reached out and grabbed Lucinda's breast, squeezing it hard. Lucinda's face turned white and she winced from the pain but was unable to move. The young man smiled as he turned to his friend, "They're small, but she's got big nip..." But he never finished the sentence. His bravado clouded his judgment and he did not see Maria's right fist upper cutting into his crotch mashing his testicles into the horizontal strut of pelvic bone at the top of his groin. It landed with such force the young man's feet briefly left the ground. He landed in a crumpled heap on the street, his hands cupping his damaged manhood. His companion was about to reach for his gun when Maria unleashed a vicious kick to his midsection doubling him over which she followed with a closed fist to the temple that spun his head around knocking him unconscious. Maria bent down and removed the gun from inside his jacket and stuck it in her own waist band. She then turned to the first young man; he was curled in a fetal position, his face beet red. The only sounds coming from his throat were gasping noises as tried. to catch his breath. Bending over him she reached inside his jacket and found his gun which she removed and tossed away. She rolled him on his back and proceeded to pummel him between the legs with her fists. Despite the hands that unsuccessfully tried to shield the onslaught, each punch compounded the damage as the unfortunate victim's testicles were sandwiched between knuckle and pelvis bone.. The moans emanating from the terrified young man soon became muffled from the vomit rising in his throat. At one point he was so delirious with pain he began to choke and sputter; his lips turning blue as his airway became compromised. He quickly began to lose consciousness and his hands fell away from his crotch. The outline of his swollen genitals now visible, Maria unleashed a merciless beating, each blow landing with a sickening thud. Lucinda was screaming for Maria to stop but the frenzy was self sustaining and only when her victim began to convulse did she finally relent. "Fucking piece of shit," Maria yelled as she stood over the twitching body. "Let's see you grab someone's tit now," she mocked. Maria then walked over to the other man who was slowly regaining consciousness. She took out the gun and stood over him. "Get up," she said. With the gun planted in his back she pushed him in the direction of his fallen friend. He tried to wipe the haziness from his eyes. He saw his friend prostrate on the ground, his legs twitching uncontrollably. He saw the vomit covered face and chest as well as a widening stain of bloody urine spreading across the front of his friend's trousers. His spinning brain couldn't comprehend the scene before him. "Take down his pants," Maria demanded. "What?" He stammered, trying to understand. "You heard me, you scumbag, take down his pants or you'll be laying there next to him. I want you to see what happened to your tough friend." Motioning to Lucinda, "you come here too," she said. The second man knelt down and with shaking hands undid the victim's trousers. "Now strip off his shorts," Maria said coldly. The man took hold of the waist band, and pulled down the thin cotton garment which was sopping wet with blood and urine. He reflexly sucked in a deep breath and turned his head away at the sight. Behind and above him Luz gasped and put her hand over her mouth while her eyes stared motionless. The poor victim's genitals were grotesquely swollen, the skin an ugly purplish hue. Perched on top of the battered scrotum and leaking a continuous stream of bloody urine was the limp penis, it's head shrouded in a heavy foreskin. "Jesus Christ what did you do to him," the friend finally blurted out. "Feel his nut sac," Maria commanded, but the second young man seemed paralyzed, nauseated by the scene. "He's got shit smeared all over," the man pleaded "I don't care, take his nut bag in your hand!!" she screamed again and this time pushed the gun into the back of his head. The man's hand shook visibly as he reached for the scrotum. "Use your fingers, find his balls." The man's fingers squeezed the bag, but the smooth oval form of the testicles was no longer there, replaced by a formless mass of tissue. "I don't know what the fuck I'm feelin', what did you do!!" he wailed. "His fuckin' balls exploded, those big proud nuts are gone!!" Maria said mockingly. "See his limp cock, see that bloody piss leaking out, if he lives that's all he'll ever see. That male thick milk he used to spurt; he'll only see it in his dreams!" The second man let go of the bag and using his friend's shirt, wiped the blood and excrement from his hand. Suddenly he brought his other hand up to his mouth trying to suppress the acidic bile that was rising in his throat. "Get up," Maria said. The second young man rose slowly, numbed by what he had just experienced "If you want to keep your balls, think twice about grabbing the tit of a woman you don't know," Maria said as she turned and put her arm around Lucinda, who was clearly shaken, and walked slowly to their car. She tossed the second gun away into the blackness that surrounded the parking lot. The two girls got into the car and drove off. When they got home, she placed Lucinda in bed and urged her to try to get some sleep. Maria herself could not sleep, she was so stimulated. She went to the bathroom and undressed. When she took down her panties she couldn't help but notice the sticky wetness that saturated the crotch. Her hand went to her vagina. The clitoris was enlarged and super sensitive. She quickly drew a bath of warm water and slid into the enveloping warmth. Her fingers began to massage her clitoris as the sights, sounds and smells from the parking lot flooded her brain. The absolute sense of power and control she exerted over the man she destroyed filled her with a sexual tension she had never before experienced. As her fingers vigorously massaged and tugged at her throbbing clitoris, one powerful orgasm after another washed over her. Finally, completely exhausted, she closed her eyes and let the warm waters surround her as she drifted off to sleep. She knew it would be the last rest she would have for some time. With the first light of dawn breaking through the bathroom window, Maria awoke with a start. She hook the haziness from her head and quickly got out of the bathtub and toweled herself dry. She went into the bedroom and woke Lucinda. "Get up, Luz. We have to get out of here! Get up and get dressed!" Maria picked up the phone next to the bed and dialed. A sleepy voice answered on the other end of the line. "Hello, who is this" "Eva, this is Maria. I'm in trouble, I need a place to hide, She said. "What happened," Eva questioned " I can't explain now. Can I come over and can I bring Luz." "Sure, come over and bring your stuff, there's plenty of room" "Thanks, see you soon." "Luz, pack a bag for at least two weeks and do it quickly," Maria said with an air of urgency. Within thirty minutes the two women were packed and in the car driving to Eva's house. When they arrived Eva ushered them in and greeted them with big hugs. Eva was one of several women that Maria had formed close ties with. To look at, she wasn't that imposing. She was short, perhaps five foot three, with close cropped blonde (bleached) hair. She had a ring in her left nostril and a stud in her tongue as well as several studs in each ear . She was somewhat thin, but with an ample bust that she proudly displayed under tight fitting tee shirts without a bra. She was well trained in the martial arts and a ruthless fighter. Her loathing of men was even greater than that of Maria, due in no small part to having been physically abused by a drunken stepfather from the time she was thirteen until she ran away from her home four years later. She had extracted her revenge on the man, but now at 33 those memories still fueled her anger. "Luz, go into the bedroom and put your clothes away while me and Eva talk," Maria said. As Lucinda left the room the two women sat opposite each other in chairs in the living room. "So what happened," Eva asked. "Some scumbags from Los Galinos were fuckin' with me and Luz when we left the bar and this one piece of shit grabbed Luz's tit. I don't know, but I just snapped. I fucked him up pretty good." "How," Eva questioned with an excited look spreading across her face "His balls," Maria answered. "I punched the shit out of them." "Did you strip him naked?" "Yes." "Tell me what he looked like" Eva said in anticipation. "He was laying in his own piss and shit the fuckin' nut bag was swollen and purple. I had ruptured his balls." "How do you know?" Eva asked, as she breathed more and more heavily. "The prick that was with him, I forced him to examine the sac," Maria said mockingly. "Doing this to a man that disrespected you, how did it make you feel?" Eva asked "It was the most powerful feeling in the world," Maria answered "Was the guy alive when you finished" "Yes, but barely" "So, now of course, the other gang members will come after you and Luz." "Yes, that's right. I'm not worried about me, I can take care of myself but Luz is helpless. God knows what they would do to her in order to extract revenge." "Tell me Maria, after fucking this guy up like that, did you cum?" Eva asked. "I didn't know it then but when I got home and undressed, my panties were wet with my cream," Maria admitted, somewhat incredulously. "Why did that happen, why was I so aroused?" Maria questioned. "Am I sick or something to get so turned on?" "Don't be ridiculous," Eva said shaking her head. "Destroying that part of a man that makes him an animal is charged with psychosexual excitement," Eva said. "Hearing you tell the story has gotten me all excited, I can feel the wetness between my legs." "My clit is throbbing too, just telling the story," Maria admitted. "Listen Maria, I have a story of my own," Eva offered. "I never told it to you because I didn't know how you would take it or think of me but now I know I can confide in you." Eva hiked up the short skirt she was wearing and began to massage her clitoris as she started to talk. "When I was around thirteen years old, my mother married a real scumbag of a man. He was younger than her, in his early thirties and he had a little money from selling drugs. He and my mother were big users. It wasn't long before he tired of my mother and began to come after me." "Didn't you tell your mother," Maria interrupted. "No, he threatened me all the time. Told me he would kill my mother and cut off my tits if I ever said a word." "What did he do to you?" "When my mother was out, he would come into my room. I could see the bulge in his pants. He would drop his drawers, and I would see his fat dick sticking straight out and those huge nuts hanging low in his sac. He would make me stroke his fuckin' cock and suck on his balls. His hands would be all over my tits or down my pants so he could put a finger or two inside of me." "It must have been horrible," Maria said. "Men can be so disgustingl." "You're so fucking right," Eva replied disgustedly. "He would be so keyed up he usually end up cumming in a few moments. I don't know if it was the size of his balls or what but I could never swallow his load. The thick white cream shot into the back of my throat and bubbled out of my mouth running down onto my blouse. I would choke on his milk –the shit tasted just like bleach- I wanted to vomit. He would wipe my face clean with his shirt and then leave but always with a warning about what would happen if I said anything." "I can't imagine such a horrible thing," Maria said "It was a continuing nightmare," Eva answered. "This went on for years until I ran away at seventeen. For years all I thought about was revenge but I knew I had to wait until my mother died. Then finally, two years ago she did. After 15 years I was going to make this man pay. I went to his place and surprised him. He didn't recognize me. When I told him who I was and reminded him of what he did to me he dismissed it as being too many years ago and that I should forget it." "What?" Maria gasped incredulously. "He tried to push me out of the house; he wasn't afraid of me because he was much bigger, but I buried my fist into his midsection and an elbowed him to the side of the head which knocked him down and made him groggy. "Good!" Maria exclaimed "I quickly bound his hands and feet in such a way that there was not a lot of room for movement. I stuffed a rag into his mouth and wrapped tape around his head. I would have loved to hear his real fuckin' screams but I had to settle for muffled ones so as not to attract attention." "I'm amazed that you had the sense to take such precautions," Maria said nodding. "I was very focused," Eva said determinedly. "I waited until he was fully aware of his situation. When he saw me standing above I told him I was going to cut off his balls. His fuckin' eyes bulged out of his head and I could hear his muffled pleading through the tape over his mouth" "He must have been shittin' in his pants," Maria said with a chuckle. "Fuckin' right," Eva said. "I looked at his crotch and saw the wetness from his leaking piss and soon I could smell his shit. I never felt such power. Watching him squirm and smelling his fear caused my clit to throb and I reached between my legs to massage it. Having him watch me masturbate and knowing that he knew I was getting off on destroying his manhood was all the more satisfying. "Are you kidding," Maria said "my fuckin' clit feels like it's going to explode just hearing the story" "I knelt and started to undo the belt of his pants. His head was shaking back and forth wildly and his muffled screams were getting louder. He was twisting his body but I jerked down his pants and shorts. He was spraying piss in all directions and there was this huge fuckin' load in his shorts – what a stink!" "I can't fuckin' believe it," Maria said and began to rub her throbbing clitoris. "I looked at his shriveled cock, it was surrounded by gray hairs now and I thought to my self I should have bitten this fucking thing off years ago. I could feel my heart racing knowing what I was going to do to him. I reached between his thighs and found his big nuts. I grabbed them and pulled them up and stretched that long sac away from his body. He was really thrashing about now but I held his balls tight. I pulled out the knife and showed it to him. His eyes widened like fuckin' saucers. I pressed the cold metal of the blade to the base of his cock. As soon as the metal touched him, he began to shoot his spunk." "What! He fuckin'came! Maria said incredulously "Yup. His little cock was pumpin' out the last of his milk. Eight or nine long gooey spurts It was watery stuff, not thick and white like I remembered it when he was young, but then again he was close to 50 at this time" "Some fuckin' scene, I can't believe it ?" Maria interrupted. "Yeah," Eva answered "it was unreal. I could feel my own orgasm approaching as I watched him shoot. I closed my eyes for a moment as the feeling flooded over me." "It must have been fantastic." Maria questioned. "The best I ever had," Eva answered. "When the orgasm passed I became like a madwoman. I started slicing into his flesh. His struggling made it difficult and soon his fuckin' blood was all over. I had trouble keeping a grip because he was thrashing around so violently and the blood made things slippery - I had to be careful I didn't cut myself!" "That's something," Maria said "Finally it was done, I had actually cut off his bag and had his balls in my hand. I think I kept staring at them – I couldn't believe what I had done! "I wish I was there to see it," Maria said excitedly. "I'm sure you would have loved it," Eva answered. "He continued to roll around and blood was shooting out in spurts, I guess from the torn arteries. I never saw so much fuckin' blood." "How did it feel to hold his balls in your hand?" Maria asked. "It was fucking weird," Eva answered. "I was curious to see what they actually looked like. I inverted the sac and squeezed them out into my hand though they are still attached to the bag. They were big, whitish ovals, very smooth and –almost slippery. The outside was kinda glistening and you could see this network of tiny blood vessels crisscrossing the surface. I could see the cut stump of the spermatic cord where the artery and vein attached at the top. These are really large which is why there is so much bleeding. "Fuckin' unreal," Maria said shaking her head. "Before he passed out from the loss of blood, I made sure he saw what I held in my hand. It was the last thing he would remember before passing out." As Eva finished the story her hand worked feverishly massaging her clitoris until she reached a body quivering orgasm.. After some moments, Eva opened her eyes and leaned forward towards Maria. "You and Luz will say here, it will be safe. I will get information from the street using my contacts to find out what the other side plans to do. Then we'll formulate a plan." Eva came back to the apartment about 8PM. "What did you find out," Maria asked. "It's not good, love" Eva answered. "The man you fucked up was Hermino Seguera. Unfortunately he did not die. That might have ended the matter. They were able to get him to a hospital where the doctors removed what was left of his balls. Hermino was a low life piece of shit and nobody would have made much of a fuss except he is the younger cousin of Domingo who is the Capo of Los Gallinos. Domingo has sworn revenge and as you know, Domingo is one crazy mother fucker. He has executed a contract against Luz and will have it carried out unless you agree to meet him in a one on one fight." "A fight?" Maria asked quizzically. "Where?" "It would be at the large clearing in the Rio Blanco forest. He men would have one other man with him and I would accompany you.." Eva answered. "You are an excellent fighter Maria, but Domingo is very strong and is an accomplished fighter himself. I have seen the results of his handiwork. He can be savage. I don't know what to advise you." "If I beat him, the contract on Luz is cancelled and I need not fear reprisal?" That is my understanding, but of course Domingo does not expect you to be victorious. He is already boasting about what he will do to your body when you are defeated and at his mercy. He says all your screams will not save you. " What does he intend to do" I don't think you need to hear that. What are you going to do?" "I have no choice. I must meet him and settle this affair. Get word to Domingo that I accept the challenge." Three days later, Maria and Eva were making their way to the forest clearing where the fight would be held. When they arrived at the appointed spot, they saw that Domingo had brought two others with him, Luis and Diego – two teenaged hotheads that Eva knew from the streets. "You were only supposed to bring one other man," Eva demanded. "You're going to need help digging a grave for your friend. You'll appreciate the extra manpower," Domingo sneered. "Fuck you," Eva answered. Maria and Domingo squared off against each other. Domingo was well built around five foot ten inches. His face was marked with scars from previous fights and he looked older than his 30 years. He had long black hair which he pulled into a pony tail. As the two circled around each other, he smiled a leering grin at Maria, revealing two gold plated front teeth, each with a diamond gleaming from the center. The two were initially cautious, neither wanting to make the first move. "I'm goin' to fuckin' mess you up,' Domingo began, trying to rattle Maria into making a mistake, "But I'm not goin' to kill you right out, I'm gonna play with you first," he said chuckling. His laugh had a chilling sound. "When you're on the ground and helpless, and begging for mercy," he continued " I'm gonna fuck you first in your cunt, then in your ass were I hope it gets covered with your shit because I'm stickin' it your mouth next. When I'm finished shooting my load, I'm gonna drag you to that tree. Then I'm gonna take some branches and whittle them into stakes which I'm gonna plunge through your tits. Then while you're screaming I'm gonna attach some rope and hoist you up by those bleeding milk bags until the weight of your body rips them off from your body.." Maria hated looking at his leering grin as he spoke. She avoided his eyes, but looking down she could see the bulge in his pants. His words aroused him and the more he spoke the more the bulge grew. She despised him and all that he stood for. She could feel her pulse pounding as she raised her eyes back to meet his and stared unflinchingly. She tried to maintain her focus as she decided on the first move to make. It would have to be a good one, one that would let her get the upper hand because she may not get a second chance. They continued to move in a circle to the right their hands reaching out, each one trying to grab the other. Suddenly Domingo lunged; Maria saw her chance. Jumping up on her right foot she let go a fearsome round house kick with her opposite leg aiming to strike quickly at his left temple. But Domingo was too quick. He deflected the kick with a powerful upward thrust of his left forearm, which sent Maria crashing to the ground on her back. Dazed for a moment, she tried to spring up, but he was already on top of her His weight was smothering. She tried to kick free but he was too powerful, He began to smack her repeatedly around the face drawing blood from her nose and mouth. Eva watched helplessly from the perimeter, too shocked and horrified to say anything. Domingo continued to beat her until all resistance stopped. Domingo then stood up. He looked over at Eva and smiled a stupid grin. Luis and Diego whooped and screamed in delight as they anticipated the sights and sounds of what was to follow. Eva dropped to her knees, cradling her face in her hands.. Domingo knelt down beside the prostrate body and began removing Maria's pants and underwear. "Look at that fuckin' hairy cunt; I'm gonna have trouble finding the hole to stick my cock." He bent over Maria and began to shake her by the shoulders "Wake up you dumb bitch, wake up!!" he shouted Maria was still unresponsive. Domingo hiked up her shirt and bra. With his thumb and forefingers he pulled and squeezed her nipples until finally she began to respond with low moaning sounds. "That's better," he said. "I don't want you to miss anything!" Maria squinted repeatedly as she slowly regained consciousness. She was still very groggy but could make out the image before her. She watched as Domingo dropped his pants and underwear. His penis was thick and stiff, it's large head a menacing purple from engorgement. His balls were large, hanging in a pendulous sac between his spread thighs.. "Look Bitch, he yelled, you ain't tasted cock like this. Too bad you gotta die because this might have changed your diet from eatin' pussy. Domingo grabbed his penis and shook it at Maria,; gooey strands of precum flew in all directions. Diego and Luis were working themselves up to a frenzy as they watched the unfolding drama. "Look bitch!" Luis prodded Eva, "take your hand s away from your face. He mounted Maria and spread her legs. She offered no resistance. "That's good bitch, you want my cock, don't you?" He forced his penis into her, his own fluids providing the lubrication for her dry opening. His hands were on her breasts, squeezing and pulling them; his fingernails digging into the tender flesh. Maria could feel the searing pain as he thrust deeper and deeper inside of her. Instead of clouding her brain, the pain began to focus her and she realized Domingo had violated a cardinal rule of good self defense. He had momentarily left his face unprotected.. His mouth was close to her now. She could smell his foul breath as he snorted and grunted. Summoning all her energy she cocked her head forward smartly, crashing her forehead into Domingo's nose. His torso jerked upright pulling his penis out of her as a shuddering scream escaped his lips. His hands cradled his broken nose which was now bleeding profusely. The load of semen which would have filled her cavity now dribbled harmlessly to the ground from his softening manhood. Maria wasted no time while Domingo was incapacitated. She thrust her palms into his chest pushing him backwards. He was rolling on the ground covered his bloody face. a scream escaped his lips Meanwhile Domingo's henchmen, Luis and Diego looked on aghast, They began to run towards their fallen comrade. "No you don't," Eva yelled and tackled them both from the rear She knocked tem down but landed awkwardly badly twisting her ankle, she winced from the pain as they all tumbled to the ground. The lack of mobility allowed Luis to get the upper hand. He twisted her arms behind her and forced her up to stand on her one good leg. "Quick, kill her so we can help Domingo," Luis commanded. Diego drew out a hunting knife from a holder strapped to his ankle. "Cut her fuckin' throat," Luis said excitedly. Diego approached Eva with his eyes fixed on her neck where he was about to slash, so it was with considerable surprise when Eva jammed her sprained foot directly in his crotch. It was not clear which of the two screamed louder. Diego dropped the knife as he doubled over cradling his genitals. Luis, momentarily stunned by the quick turn of events had released his grip just enough for Eva to spin free. She delivered a powerful elbow to his right temple sending him reeling sideways and then she crumbled to the ground from the pain in her aching ankle. But there was no time for rest. Luis was charging back at her. Eva quickly went for the knife on the ground and as Luis lunged forward she thrust the knife blade up deep into his groin. Luis just stopped in his tracks. A look of bewilderment spread across his face as if he did not believe what had happened. Then he glanced down and saw the hilt of the knife sticking out from below his zipper. He began to shake visibly as an ever widening ring of blood stained the front of his cream colored pants. He dropped to his knees, and with his hands shaking uncontrollably placed them on the hilt of the knife in an attempt to remove it but the blade was in too deep and his trembling hands had little strength. Looking skyward, he let out a horrible scream, Then with his upper body beginning o twitch, he crumpled forward onto the ground. Meanwhile just twenty feet away, Maria quickly seized the advantage against Domingo who was now on his back, choking on the blood filling his throat. With his pants around the ankles his mobility was severely hampered. She bent over him and grabbed his scrotum with it's large testicles. He moaned and feebly tried to undo her grip with his hands. A quick kick in the ribs quickly stopped his trying. She compressed the smooth globes in her hand savoring the moment of complete control and domination. She could feel the wetness seeping between her thighs and the throbbing of her swelling clitoris. Gripping his testicles firmly, she jerked them up with all of her might The force was so great that Domingo's buttocks lifted off the ground; Again and again she yanked the testicles skyward, with each tug his gurgled screams resounding through the woods. Eight nine ten times – she doesn't recall the amount – but then suddenly Domingo began to vomit and convulse. This was his body's physiologic response to the shearing of the rich network of nerves and blood vessels that supplied his manhood Seeing him begin to choke, Maria quickly released her grip and rushed to his head and turned it to the side so the blood and vomit would clear his airway. She definitely did not want Domingo to die. Eva looked around and saw that Maria had things well under control. She walked over to Diego who was still on the ground catching his breath from her kick to his groin. She kicked him in the side of the head, rendering him senseless. She stripped off his shirt and tore it into shreds which she used to tie his feet and hands. She would deal with him later. She then walked over to Luis who was slumped over on his face, the knife still sticking out of his pants. He was weak from loss of blood. She pushed him over onto his back. "Help me please," he pleaded through his parched lips "Sure, I'll help you," Eva answered and with the she reached down and pulled the knife from between his legs. Luis screamed at the top of his lungs as the blade was removed. His hands instinctively grasped his crotch and he rolled from side to side screaming continuously. "Let me help you, Let me help you," Eva implored and Luis hearing her momentarily stopped rolling and screaming. "Please, please do something ," he begged. "Sure, Luis," as she knelt between his legs. "Let me get your pants off so I can see the wound." Eva pulled down his pants and bloodied shorts. To her surprise the knife had completely missed the scrotum but had entered the perineum just in front of the crack of his buttocks. Because the knife was long and it was jammed in so hard, it pierced his lower intestine; along with blood, the malodorous contents of his large bowel were leaking out the wound. She lifted up his scrotum and rolled his testicles between he fingers. "You're very lucky, Luis, your balls seem OK." "Gracia à Dios, gracia à Dios, " Luis repeated over and over. "Please help me, I don't want to die," he continued in spanish. "Sure Luis, sure. I'll help you," she answered and with that she took one of his testicles and impaled it on the point of the blade. "AAHHHHHH!" Luis screamed and his trembling hands reached out towards hers but Eva twisted the blade left and right until the testicle was destroyed. She then impaled the second testicle and proceeded to core out it's contents in the same manner. Luis' screams were deafening. Satisfied that she had destroyed his manhood Eva released her grip on the bloody scrotum.. She stood up and looked at the trembling mass of flesh that once was a man She felt an enormous sense of power and control. How easy these animals are to destroy, she thought to herself. Her clitoris throbbed from the sexual excitement she felt and she rubbed it vigorously until a shaking orgasm overtook her. She knelt down besides Luis and with the knife removed his foreskin by pulling it forward and cutting on the outline produced by the underlying head. She would keep this as a souvenir. To her surprise, there was little resistance as she sliced through his flesh and very little bleeding for that matter. The poor victim was already in shock. Eva then walked to Maria who was now standing over Domingo. Eva took one look at the hugely swollen scrotum and gasped in amazement. "What the fuck did you do to him," she asked Maria "I yanked on his balls until I tore them from their fuckin' cords," she answered forcefully. Look at the size of his fuckin' nut sac," Eva said, "It must be as large as a grapefruit. You caused that mother fucker to hemorrhage something fierce down there," she continued, shaking her head in disbelief. "Is he alive," Eva asked. "Yes, I checked his pulse. I want this cocksucker to live as half a man," Maria answered angrily. "There is one more prick we have to deal with over there," Eva said, motioning with her head towards Diego. "Help me finish him." "With pleasure," Maria said with a smile. "My fuckin' clit is so swollen I need to bloody someone quick." The two women walked back to where Diego was lying on the ground. He had regained consciousness and was feverishly trying to free himself from the bonds that Eva had used to secure his hands and feet. He was young, maybe 16 or 17 years old and not very big perhaps five foot seven and one hundred and 50 pounds but very well built with a muscular upper body. He had a light olive complexion with a shock of greasy black hair and some stubble on his chin and upper lip Eva spoke first as they stood over him. "This prick wanted to cut my throat, Maria. He was very tough when he had his knife, but not so tough now is he?" "Please, I just wanted to scare you, I was not going to hurt you – but I had to do something- Domingo was in trouble," Diego pleaded. "You're a lying piece of shit," Maria screamed. "You have to pay," she yelled as she bent down over Diego and began to undo his belt buckle. "Please no, Stop Stop AHHHHHHHH!!!!! Diego screamed which delighted Maria for the ability to instill such fear was a tremendous turn-on for her. She soon stripped down his pants and shorts. "Look at his fucking cock," Maria mocked. "What are all those big fucking veins," she asked looking towards Eva "and why is the head so damned red?" "He's probably jerking his cock all the time," Eva answered. "That's what these macho punks do. And because he's such an animal, he never cleans himself, all that redness at the tip is the trapped cum under his foreskin." Maria grabbed his penis and jerked the foreskin down. "Ugh! Disgusting! Look at all that white crap. What kind of stupid bitch would let you stick that in her cunt? Jeez" Then she smacked the head of his penis back and forth with her hand. "Stop, please stop, let me go, please let me go" Diego pleaded, his eyes welling with tears. "Give me the knife, Eva," Maria demanded. "No, God no! Pleeeeeeeease noooooooooooooooooooo!!!" Diego shrieked and screamed as he clenched his thighs tightly together. "Show me his balls," Maria demanded and motioned towards Eva As Eva spread Diego's legs, panic overtook the terrified young man, and he began to urinate. A yellow arc of steamy liquid sprayed in all directions as he thrashed about. "What a fucking baby, peeing like that," Eva said as she jumped out of the way to avoid being showered. She laughed which only added to the young man's humiliation.. "You're losing it you fucking piece of shit," Maria yelled, "you're not so tough now are you, soon you'll be begging for your mother." "No! No! Let me go! Please let me go!" Diego begged Maria was beginning to understand the psychological underpinnings of the male. Total domination and helplessness along with the threat of castration overwhelms the male brain with masochistic impulses. To see the panic in their eyes, to hear their screams and pleadings, to witness them soil themselves – the smell of their waste contaminating the air as their minds reel from terror - all these are the precursors to the ultimate submission– the involuntary ejaculation that occurs as their body finally yields to it's fate. Maria reached between Diego's clenched thighs and pulled up his scrotum. Diego, screaming like a caged animal, suddenly became rigid with fear. His back arched lifting his buttocks off the forest floor. His abdominal muscles contracted sharply and his large bowel began to empty. Eva, standing at Diego's feet in order to get the best view, yelled a warning to Maria. "Watch out! He's pushing out a huge load of shit and it's hanging from his asshole. If you're not careful he'll shake it into your lap!!" She said half laughing. "Don't worry," Maria countered. "Any shit that lands on me will be shoved in this prick's mouth." Maria placed the cold steel on Diego's scrotum. As she did she could feel his testicles pull back towards his groin and his perineum contract violently. His penis stiffened ever so slightly and she could see strands of honey colored precum leaking from his tip. Then with his whole body seeming to quiver he began to ejaculate. "Look at that fucking cream fly," Eva yelled. "Only a teenaged boy can shoot like that. Jerk his balls some more," she implored. Maria stared in disbelief at the power of his release – so forceful, the fluid made an audible sound as it spit from the head of his penis. Diego's thick, yellow-white semen spurted in long gooey ropes, splattering on his body and \he forest floor. Finally, after perhaps eight to ten ejaculations, his body went limp. "He's done, Maria," Eva said. "Cut off his nuts and lets get the fuck outta here" Maria began working the knife back and forth. Diego twitched and screamed at the top of his lungs which caused Maria to squeeze his balls even tighter. The power she felt was enormous. Her swollen clitoris throbbed and begged for release. "Scream you mother fucker, scream for the balls you're losing!" Maria yelled. Diego was thrashing around in his own excrement and the smell was overpowering especially when mixed with the ferrous stench of the blood that was now everywhere. Finally she cut through the cords and with her left hand ripped downward, tearing the flesh and separating the scrotum and testicles from his body. She stared at the bloody remains of his manhood and squeezed her thighs together. Soon the pleasurable waves of a powerful orgasm flooded her body. She closed her eyes momentarily to savor it's peak. When the orgasm passed she opened her eyes and turned towards Diego. His hands grasped his torn groin, covered with the blood still spurting from the raw hole between his legs. His mouth opened wide, filled the air with manic shrieks. In a moment, Maria knew what she had to do. With Eva yelling and whooping in the background, she stuffed the scrotum and testicles in his gaping mouth, using her fingers to push it deep into the recesses of his throat. In moments he was gasping and choking. His blood shot eyes seemed to burst from his head as he strained for air. Soon his lips were turning blue and as the effort to breathe became too much his eyes rolled back in his head and he convulsed violently just prior to dying. "You are one mean mother fucker when you're fired up," Eva said as she walked over to Maria. "These cocksuckers got exactly what they deserved and I got off on it like I never could have imagined," Maria said. "Well, this may not be over," Eva said with a frown, "there are going to be some who want to get revenge." "They better think twice if they like their balls," Maria said laughing and the two of them turned and began the trek out of the forest. .