The other was older, late thirties to early forties with a paunch, dark haired with a goatee beard and spectacles. I shuddered visibly which seemed to amuse them. I stared at the objects on the table, my mind searching for a way out of this nightmare, but I could not come up with one. I moved to the bed where I had left all the contents of the box and picked up the length of cord and began binding the base of my now bald scrotum as the instructions said, followed by separating my testicles before tying the ends off. …it was me, but was not me. I Felt the other nipple claw being touched and again the searing pain as it too was pulled and twisted
The ball gag prevented my screams from being heard too loudly beneath the hood and I felt my saliva drooling round the ball and down my chin as well as tears running down my cheeks. The wanking became faster and I felt myself beginning to climax and my body must
