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[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#245

“Fagcunt you are finally awake. That will be the first and only time I will let you sleep in. I had to finalize things with Ian on the phone. Here kneel in front of me facing with your head down. Damn those welts look great. I did a great job last night. The symmetry is good. Great consistent color throughout. I loved hearing you scream. I actually believed you were begging for me to stop….

“Now face me. OK, so Ian told you that you would be up here for the weekend as a trial. With him going overseas in two weeks, he needed to find you a temporary owner for the three or more months he will be gone. Well, based on your suffering last night, I agreed finalized that with him this morning. Some conditions were negotiated.

“First things, I agreed only if you were considered my property. His rules don’t apply. I wasn’t going to take on fagmeat if I had to adhere to a laundry list of dos and don’ts. His only requirement was that you are returned without any permanent body modifications. I told him that’s fine, but I fully intend to fuck up your head though. He laughed at that, then agreed.

“He doesn’t know what I have entailed for you, both physically and mentally. He has his way of treating his property, that’s much different than mine. He whores you out, both in one-on-one use and being gang banged by countless men. That’s how I fucked you twice before, once you were chained to the toilet in that filthy bathroom of that scenic overlook and the second time was in the showers of that nasty truck stop. You probably don’t recognize me, because of the poppers you were inhaling. I am not interested in that scene at all for my property. Sure it satisfies an urge to use fagmeat, which is why I drive down the mountain once a month. Yeah it also to get supplies, but fuck, my cock needs some attention.

“Now that you are here, I won’t need to be doing that. We are pretty much staying here. I don’t need to whore you out. In fact, it’s only going to be you and me this entire time. I am very possessive of my property. We are so far up the mountain and away from any other cabin that we won’t see anyone during your time here. So when I am wailing on your back, beating your balls, or putting angry alligator clips on your tits, feel free to scream in pain. Only my ears will hear you suffering for my pleasure.

“That reminds me, here’s the key to unlock your chastity cage. Go ahead and unlock it and put it on this table. I don’t want to deny you access, I want you to be tempted to selfishly touch what does not belong to you. I want to see you fail so that I can punish you even more. Your time here will be focused on avoiding punishment, and don’t even bother trying to manipulate me into punishing you the way you want. I will know if you are doing that; an erection will give you away.

“I know that you are heavy into raunch; that is definitely not my thing. So, we won’t be doing that. Yes, I have a rimseat, but we will use that on the rare occasion should I want to reward you. Well, besides toilet paper service. I will need you for that. I have to be concerned about actual toilet paper going into my septic system. So you get a few moments of bliss eating out and cleaning up my shithole. It will be part of your morning ritual.

“Every day begins and ends with a beating. Not a spanking, a fucking beating like I gave you last night. A kick in the balls will set your mind in the right direction. I will expect a full breakfast prepared and served out here. Strong black coffee and eggs and meat.

“I know you are a vegan nutritionist, but I ain’t having any of that. This is a meat-eating household. Besides, that is something that puzzles me. You are vegan, yet you will let Ian have some burly trucker shit in your mouth. Whatever on that. I don’t get that.

“For all meals you will share the table with me, one of the few times I will allow you to sit on furniture. I want to watch you eating some dead animal meat, knowing full well that you are repulsed by it. Don’t even bother vomiting. I have ways of instantly punishing you for that. One of the bulky ankle cuffs I put on you is one that is ready to shock the hell out of you; you’ll go into the fetal position in two seconds.

“The second cuff is an ankle bracelet they give to parolees. I’m a retired parole officer, and I know how those work. I have sensors all over my property. Don’t try to run away. I will find you. Also, I would strongly advise you from trying to swim away either. Those ankle bracelets by nature are a bit heavy. You don’t want to be in the open water with weights on your ankles.

“In case you haven’t figured out, it’s just you and me up here. I will be the only being you will encounter here. There will be no phone, no internet, no television, no movies, no other voice than mine. I even told Ian that any communication between him and you will need to go through me, and that ain’t happening.

“And I even negotiated you not going back to be with him the last two weeks before he heads overseas. Right now, I am everything to you. I am your FUCKING GOD. And you will fucking treat me as such. I am not ‘Master’ or ‘Sir’. You will address me as ‘My Lord’. Do you understand everything?

“The next three words out of that urinal mouth of yours needs to be, ‘Yes my Lord.’ Go on…. Good. Now there’s an issue I see in front of me. After all that I have explained, you are rock hard and leaking. That is not acceptable. It needs to be fixed. Spread your knees wider. This is why I give a kick to the balls. And I don’t ever hold back. Keep your gaze on me. Do not wince. Accept that you will incur the wrath of your new god. And quickly thank me afterwards….”

[fighterlondon-deactivated201703]

[athleticsupporter]

I’m sure my opponent and the ref were in on it together. The first two times he nailed me in the cup, a punch and then a brutal knee, he only got a warning, while I got a five-minute rest to nurse my poor balls. That second knee made them start to swell, but I refused to forfeit, knowing I’d lose the match if I couldn’t continue after the five minutes were up. The moment I returned, he landed a devastating reverse heel kick square on my cup. This time, it didn’t just hurt; it shattered the plastic and ruptured my left nut. The impact was so catastrophic that my body convulsed, and I involuntarily ejaculated into the shattered remains of my cup.  I lost a nut and the match, he lost a single point for the foul.

[daucu]

Brayden Swallows Connor's Load | Corbin Fisher, 2014

[angelhimb0]

You’re all helpless in the presence of greatness. Muscled superiority overwhelms your sense of pride, ego, preservation… you just fall into weakness. Feed my knowledge that I am the centre of the universe. Serve and worship my body. Remind me that I am the only priority.

[higherarchic]

@angelhimbo alpha creed

[fghdsa23]

[gpjobber]

[kris48]

Oh yes....

[arkendale]

It happened so fast to the younger man pinned below. One second he was wrestling normally, the next he was flipped onto his back and he felt his opponent's hands slip between his legs.

Now he felt his own fat 🥜 grabbed - one in each of his opponent's hands - and felt the pressure build on his most delicate parts.

He let out a strangled scream as the pain & nausea exploded deep in his guts. His body thrashed, flexed, and writhed as the man tried desperately to save his masculine orbs from that crushing grip. But all in vain.

His opponent dug his thumbs deep into the flesh that held the younger man's hopes for future children. As he felt the orbs in his fist warp, he couldn't help but chuckle as the young man's soft tool flopped helplessly back and forth as his body struggled against the pain. He could feel the young man's disbelief and panic. It's what he lived for. Well, that and the feeling that came when a healthy set of 🥜 finally succumbed and burst into mush.

He shrugged. It was time to give this kid the ultimate vasectomy. Full pressure applied.

The young man thought that his pain couldn't get worse. No coherent thoughts could form beyond the panic and pain shooting from an area he had only felt pleasure from his whole short life. And then the pressure increased exponentially. His body went completely rigid. His voice let out the last of its air in a high screech. And he felt that terrifying, final feeling - one that all men fear and that a man can only feel once in his life - of his own precious nuts losing their lovely oval shape and bursting into two loose bundles of mush. A white flash of supreme agony overcame his mind.

They were gone. His boys! He'd grown up with them, protected them in sports, had girlfriends hold them lovingly, and he had always hoped they might make him a father one day. All gone.

The sweat that had been building from his exertions and struggles to stay a man suddenly turned icy cold. The tension in his muscles collapsed into neutered despair. His eyes which had been scrunched shut in painful grit simply lay open, gazing in disbelief at a world so suddenly changed.

The young man was left shivering in shock. Tears would come later. Many many tears. But for now he simply lay shivering, just barely coming to grips with his new status as a eunuch.

His opponent relished the feel of the kid's ruined sac for a few moments. He glanced at the kid's now-useless tube flopped over one thigh and laughed. He hoped the boy had enjoyed jacking it this morning 'cause he certainly won't be doing that ever again. He went ahead and pulled the kid's fighting shorts back up and then he stood up. He took one last look at his latest conquest. Poor guy was just staring at the ceiling, twitching in a cold sweat. A *chuckle* manly bulge still rose in the guy's shorts, but now it contained nothing but a mush of shattered dreams. He then looked down at his own fists and said, "hell yeah!" and walked away. He gave his own package a congratulatory cup. He was looking forward to putting his healthy boys to good use after this!

[gentlemanmuscle11]

[biballn]

He promised, if you take one round of his training as his punching bag, he will take off the shirt. He went savage on you, you almost fainted after the fourth broken rib, but it was the 'pop' of your left ball that put you out cold. Allowing you only to dream of what's under the shirt.

[addicted2boyz]

So you wanna be a wrestler huh?

[biballn]

This tagteam is known as the nutcrackers. This newbi didn't know that. He was lucky enough not to end up neutered, but his pain lasted for days, questioning his decision to become a wrestler.

[koboxer]

[bodybuildersshaveyourheads-deac]

[biballn]

Yes, I just crack your left ball and few ribs with my bare hands. Now I'm gonna you my long time friend to end your last ball, and break some more bones. Let's play my friend.

[shdomfan]

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[gc8118]

Let’s see, Superman. Yes, the Kryptonite is doing its job. Originally, your flaccid cock was, let’s see, 11 inches long and 6.5 around. Truly, Super!

Now, well, it’s not flaccid, Superman! Don’t you have any self control?

I’ll measure anyway. At full extension now, your thing (I hesitate to call it a cock) is 1.5 inches and 3 inches long.

Now, get it flaccid for me, boy! (Superman touches his dicklet and shoots almost immediately. His cock softens and shrinks.)

Hmm, hard to measure now. Maybe 1 inch around, and, well, it seems to be receding into your abdomen. Let’s say a half inch long.

A week later:

I don’t feel anything. Maybe you could help me find it, Superman.

[dombottom]

Good… you got that first practice nut out boy. The first one is always fast. I’m not mad because your big meat made Daddy nut too. Big dicks do that to me…Daddy’s hole feels different doesn’t it? Not like all those lil twinks who are too tight to take it up the ass. My hole is hungry. You never met an ass like this baby. Got you breathing heavy. Balls deep over and over. And I just knoooow that special stinky grown man ass smell gets you even more feral to fuck and rut… these lil bottoms don’t understand how to bring out the animal in you. I know you followed me out if that yard because of my pheromones. Boys are naturally drawn to a real man’s scent… you know, I used to be top. Thought it was what I was supposed to do… but then one day while I was sitting on a lil boy’s face making him eat me out, his tongue hit something inside me. Every hair stood on end and the sound that came outta me…The switch went off in my head. I pinned him down and I rode that boy so hard he didn’t even have time to process what was happening. His balls were sore for days from how hard I was slamming my ass down! Had so many ass gasms my dick covered that boy in my goo. Load after load. No recharge needed I just kept on getting mine. I was instantly addicted. I knew it was what I needed the whole time and what I was gonna get whenever I wanted… so today when I saw that big tasty fat dick swinging and bouncing around in those thin basketball shorts I knew I was gonna enjoy some teenage horse cock. My hole is still hungry boy. You ain’t done. Show me all that young energy and testosterone pumping through your body. I like my boys young because you’ve got the stamina I need. You gotta train yourself to go multiple rounds and control when you cum. By next week I bet I will get you up to an hour without having to nut. Go ahead and get down there taste that messy cream pie you gave me all that cum sweat and ass stink. I know you like it… I’ll give you five minutes to get nice and hard again… if you don’t I’ll tie you down on this bed pump you fulla blue pills and ride you till someone files a missing persons report. Hmm you’re getting hard already…ahh the joys of youth. You better go harder this time, clap my cheeks make Daddy feel good. Make it gape boy. I wanna see you get wild in that ass pipe. If I think you’re holding back I’m gonna slap the shit out of you. Don’t you dare cum again without asking permission. First one is free. You’re gonna work for the rest. If you need to take a piss you fill me right up. From this point on your cock belongs to me. A 19 year old has no right to make decisions you need a man to guide you. Mmm you smell that sex baby boy? Get ready. You’re gonna give me two ass gasms this time without stopping. Just keep going or you’ll be in big trouble. Don’t test me…Like I said Daddy’s deep sweaty asshole is hungry. I fucking love stupid boys that are hung and dumb for this meaty ass.

[femboy-with-daddy]

[miami76]

[arkendale]

He was always a little shorter than other guys. But that just drove him to work harder, train longer, and focus more than his taller brethren.

But it didn’t matter.

The thugs who ambushed him didn’t fight fair. They outnumbered him. They attacked his weakest point: his full-sized equipment that looked all the more impressive on his shorter body. No amount of work or strength makes a man’s 🥜 any more protected or any less sensitive. So as they kept striking that lycra-clad bulge, the agony drilled ever deeper into his soul. The same material that gave his boys support now kept them easy targets for the gang’s kicks, punches and bats.

In his soul-crushing pain, his mind raced. He though of his beautiful wife & their many nights of love. They were just starting to try to have kids. He remembered the first time she held his jewels as she admired his masculine body - their alternating moans of delight as they explored one another’s bodies. He had always wanted to be a dad.

As a hard kick landed in between his muscular legs a harsh “Pop” and snapped his mind into the cruel horrible present as his right nut began to lose integrity. Oh God this couldn’t be happening! Another strike.

SPLURT!

A profound emptiness accompanied his loss. He would never have kids. Never make love again as a real man.

CRUNCH!

There goes lefty too.

They let him collapse.

He curls into the fetal position, gently clutching his ruined jewels. All of his muscles useless as his manhood.

He would pull this picture out in later years and see that lovely masculine bulge. That held his manhood. That once held his hopes for fatherhood. That was gone forever.

The photo’s edges were curled by the wetness of his tears as he mourned his loss.

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#243

“There’s no mistake. You are in the right place. C’mon in. You’re a paid escort? A fuckin’ whore. My boss paid you one half of your stated price for all night escorting, and you will get the rest after I get what I want….

“My boss and I have an arrangement. I offer him personal security when he travels, and he hires me a whore to take care of my needs each night. Strip and get on your fucking knees. Yeah, yeah, I know. I read your ad. It says that you are a total top and that you never bottom. Correct? Well that makes two of us.

“Now strip whore. No? You think you are in control? Well… I know how to move fast an I know how to rip a fucking shirt off a fag…. Like that. It’s rather easy. Now, you want me to rip off those pants too? I’ll do it…. Atta boy. Hold on. Hold on. Leave those panties on. You are supposedly a total top, and yet you wear hot pink panties? Oh for fuck’s sake. It’s going to take just my pinky,… and it snapped off like it was a wet noodle. Bwa ha ha ha!

“You actually fuck men with that? You better have some super technique, cause that tiny thing is useless. And no amount of manscaping will make it look any better. Seriously. No, no, no. Don’t bother to speak here. Nothing you can say here will change those facts. Turn around, let me see your…

“Well fuck! Why the fuck are you a top with an ass like that? It is damned near perfect. Bend over and show me your cunt. Wow. That is one impressive pussy. Nice and pink. Smooth as silk. You don’t get fucked, I can tell. When was the last time a cock was in here?… A couple years? Well cunt, tonight you will need to reset that clock. When you leave here, it’s not going to look the same.

“Turn back around and get on your knees. It’s time for you to see what a real man’s cock looks like. Hands behind your back. Good. Keep them there. What you are staring at is seven and a half inches of man meat. Most meatheads like me have small ones. Not me. Go ahead stick it in your mouth. Smells nasty huh? Don’t worry, it tastes even worse. Stick it in, and get your tongue to cleaning me up. Last night’s fag whore did a piss assed job. I fucked him extra hard. You probably taste his bunghole. I haven’t washed my cock since. You probably also taste the sweat from this morning’s workout, and the dried piss from me not shaking it off. Nasty! Gagging on it will only make you puke. And I don’t stop a good face fuck because a faggot can’t keep his dinner down.

“You think this is nasty, wait until you tongue fuck my shithole. Too bad I just pissed, or else you would have had my bladder draining right into your stomach. As it is, I need your throat slime to cover my cock. That’s all the lube you will get. I’ve fucked dry cunt, and I’ve fucked sloppy cunt. It doesn’t matter to me. So I would suggest impaling your head and gag away…. All the way down. Fuck yeah. I think a few more gags will do. Oh yeah. Just a few more seconds. Yeah. Yeah.

“Get on the bed, on your back legs up and spread ‘em. Can’t wait to get my cock strangled by your cunt. Such a pretty hole. Aw fuck, I’m coming in hard. You ready for a three hundred fifty pound muscle beast lying on top of you? I hope you can breathe.

“For someone who doesn’t get fucked very often, you sure know what to do. That’s it, milk my cock. It’s like silk in there. It’s not going to take me long. I’m a heavy cummer, and you are going to be flooded. Play with my nipples. Harder. Dig your fingernails into them. Here it comes bitch. Fucking faggot! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Hands off! Hands off! Oh man. You got it! Oh fuck. That was good.

“Don’t fucking move. In a moment, I’m going to pull out, and you need to clamp tight. You’ll clean off my cock. Now you will find out how clean you were. I’m pulling out now. Clamp down. Oh fuck. Get off the bed. I’m going to sit up in it. Get between my legs and start cleaning. Keep your focus on my cock.

“Make sure your cunt points to the desk over there. My boss that hired you has been watching you get your cunt pounded via that camera over there. He’s in the next room. He’ll be over here in a few to pay you out. But first he’ll felch out my load. That’s his thing. Keep your focus on my cock, but when you feel his tongue on your cunt, push out my load. And here he is….

“Yes Sir, you have a good sized load waiting for you in that cunt. You picked out a good fag this time. I’d certainly fuck it again if you want me to.”

[stanywres]

[biballn]

From this point of the match, both heels took turns to mash the balls of the poor jobber. The referee didn't interfere soon enough, enjoying the destruction in front of him. Sadly the jobber loses consciousness and his left ball at the same time, putting an end to the mismatch of a jobber versus 2 sadic heels.

[whffbox]

[rgates123]

That is the unmistakable smile of a man who just won the bet and gets to use that bat on the guy who stole his girlfriend. He gets a no rules shot on your dangling sack. Now he has to decide if it makes more since to use it like a gold club and smash them against your pelvis, or take a swing at them like balls on a tee. Fuck it, he thinks, I’m a baseball player who beat this piece of shit in a ball game now it’s time to take his balls to town. Revenge has never felt more empowering. He’s all geared up, better give your balls one last feel as it might be the last time either of them are attached to your body.

[crazy2bonline]

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[biballn]

Checking what left in this destroyed junk. Feels like mashed potatoes under his fingers. The jobber agreed on a no rule challenge, he didn't know how much this heel love ballbusting, maybe to much this time...

[scrambled3ggs21]

While checking what was left of his opponants balls, he found a few chunks of solid nut meat, and made sure to thoroughly pulp them in his grip for good measure