More Satisfaction Than He Wanted

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A strong young buck with large dangling genitals and a voracious sexual appetite met two sexy and uncommonly muscular women in a park. The women let the man think he was seducing them, and brought him to their house with vague promises of sexual delight. Once there, they challenged him to prove he was as strong as them, if he wanted to go any further. The young man was contemptuously sure of himself, and asked if they would lift weights, etc. But the women proposed a test of sexual strength. The man would get to fuck one of the women, and whoever came first would lose that round. After the final score, the loser would have to "take the consequences - do whatever the winner wants." The man thought that, even if he lost the contest, this was one sport he wanted to play - he'd be sexually satisfied even if he lost, and how bad could losing be? So the man piled on top of one of the powerful women and started to fuck. She threw her mighty legs around his back, locking him in a steely grip he couldn't escape even had he wanted to. At the same time, she started to work her vaginal muscles with astonishing force, suctioning and pumping and drawing on the man's penis as he had never felt before. At first, it was ecstasy, and he reached orgasm almost instantly. But the woman gave him no rest, and continued the overwhelming suction on his penis without stop. He came again, but this time more slowly. He called for a time out, but the women said that was against the rules. If he stopped, he lost. The man's competitive spirit was roused, so he agreed to go on, even as his penis was massaged as if by a hot muscular hand, giving him no rest. Now he was taking a long time to come, so the women claimed he had an unfair advantage - he was becoming more resistant every second, even as the woman had to work harder to excite him. The women said it was only right for the first woman to receive help from her friend. The other woman reached between the man's thighs from behind and started to knead and work and grind his testicles, one against the other, the better to excite him and make him give up his semen. The man groaned but did not protest. Soon, he came again. The women became more aggressive, now hurting and frightening the man. The one on her back seized his chest between her thighs and squeezed, cutting off his breath. She pounded her feet against his buttocks and his rectum, hard. Her friend began to grind the man's balls in a pitiless rhythm, crushing one against the other or slapping the sac or tugging and twisting. The man was terrified now, begging to be released and screeching with pain. Despite all this, the man reached orgasm one last time, not from pleasure, but from sheer excess of stimulation, the pain triggering a helpless reflex of his genitals, even as he felt himself being unmanned. At this, the two women crowed in triumph, saying they had won, four to nothing! Now he was theirs. He must do whatever they say because he was weak and no match for their superior strength. The man could do little more than moan and plead. And what the two women demanded is that he forfeit his weak parts, the parts that proved inferior in their test of strength. The man did not know what they meant, but he soon learned. For he was still erect inside the gripping vagina, and his eggs still quivered inside the crushing hand of the friend when he felt the saw blade begin to slowly cut at the roots of his manhood. He screamed in mortal terror. He thrashed and trembled, but nothing could free him from the two women's hold or stop the slow inexorable separation of his penis and testicles from his body. He had been so proud of his swinging set and rejoiced in the pleasure he took from women and the admiration he received from smaller men. Now his pride and joy had become his greatest weakness and the source of his pain and humiliation. The sawing at his groin continued for several minutes, while he screamed and bled. He was unconscious when his manly parts were utterly removed and the wound was stanched with tar. On regaining consciousness, he called the police, but it was too late. The women had fled with his treasure, and the house wasn't theirs - it belonged to a vacationing senior couple. No trace of the women was ever found, but the former man's loss was trumpeted in all the tabloid papers and on TV. He was not only castrated, but became a laughing stock. He would ever again be shown the respect that was due a real man. No one knew what became of the two women, but there were underground rumors of women who roamed the country adding to their collection of unholy masculine trophies. Cockproud young men, beware!