Girls Wanna Have Fun

On a lazy Friday early afternoon, Christina is looking at her memento from Myra’s ex-boyfriend Bill. She picks up the sealed jar remembering his last night. Twisting the jar slowly in her hand, she watches his testicles roll around in the formaldehyde solution.

The cell phone rings.  “Hello Christina, sweetie, it is me Rosita. I am back in town,” Rosita tells her in her Latina accent.

“Oh my god Rosita,” Christina answers enthusiastically. “No one has heard from you for the longest time.”

“My real estate work is really slow, so I decided to come back and make a few extra bucks working the noon shift in a strip club.”

“I can imagine it being tough to sell houses now. The recession is affecting everyone.”

“Listen, now that I am here, we must get together, but that is not why I am calling you. I remember how you and Myra argued about cutting Bill’s balls off and how much you wanted to do it. You were mad about the way it had to be done. Well…

There is a guy in this club, Christina, you won’t believe it. I gave him a lap dance, and when I sat on his lap I thought he was really hung. We talked for a while after the dance, and I couldn’t resist checking him out. He is wearing shorts so I slide my hand up his leg, and I pushed my hand under the elastic of his briefs to feel two massive balls. In fact, he is all balls. His dick is very average.”

Rosita’s description really starts to get Christina’s juices flowing. She unzips her jeans, pushes her hand under her panties and rubs her clit slowly. “What club are you working, honey?”

“The Stallion and I am next to get back on stage, but here’s the scoop. He is returning to New York tomorrow and currently staying at the Hilton. A lot of girls have been dancing for him, and one told me he is very much into kinky sex. He will pay $300 for a girl to strap one on and fuck him in the ass. I know that is not your scene, but once you get him tied up… hmm… know what I mean. His balls are your balls.”

Listening to Rosita’s sexy voice and this scene description is almost like having phone sex. Christina pushes her middle finger up her vagina feeling a contraction that spends her juices into the crotch of her panties. “It will take me a couple of hours to get ready and get over there. How can we set this up?”

“I definitely want to be discrete, sweetie. I don’t want him to know it is me setting him up. When he gets up from his seat to tip one of the stage dancers, I will slip a note on his table saying “Your girl for what you want. Meet me outside in the back parking lot at 3:00pm.”

“That gives me plenty of time to get there. How do I recognize him?”

“He is wearing Kiwi beige shorts, white polo shirt, middle aged, thick gray hair brushed straight back, not much to look at. Have fun, sweetie, lets get together tomorrow. And I expect to see his balls,” Rosita laughs out loud.

“I owe you one, tomorrow it is, bye sweetie.”

Christina starts changing into her incognito disguise, tucks her hair up under a brunette wig, attaches false eyelashes, and applies whore-heavy makeup. She squeezes into a low cut tighter-than-hell black leather mini dress with black fuck-me heels. She would really prefer to do this out of town, but when opportunity arises, one has to make the best of it. Christina packs a large tote bag and goes into Myra’s bedroom to find the perfect strapon.

It doesn’t take long to find in Myra’s the walk-in closet, Christina reads the wrapper on the Lex Steele dildo “The touch is sensually soft, yet wonderfully hard. It features every nuance of Lex’s real dick” She feels that black will go nicely with her dress and takes it with a matching strapon harness. I am sure Myra won’t mind me borrowing, she chuckles to herself.

Fortunately, the traffic is light in the early afternoon before rush hour and Christina makes good time to the club. Once in the parking lot, she waits until five minutes before 3:00 and gets out of her car not wanting him to identify her yellow Mustang GT. She walks across the back parking lot and leans against the wall holding her tote bag.

Christina watches a man matching Rosita’s description walking toward the back parking lot. Not much to look at is for sure, but does have nicely shaped legs. As he approaches Christina moves toward him “Hello, are you my three o’clock?”

“Why yes, you must be the girl in the note. My name is Tim.” Tim holds out his hand.

Christina softly shakes Tim’s hand. “My name is Foxy. Nice to meet you Tim.” She opens the tote bag so Tim can see the Lex Steele dildo and strap sitting on top. “If this is what you want, I can give it to you, baby,” Christina laughs. She has never played the prostitute role before, but playing one now is really exciting her. She watches Tim’s eyes light up and then she casts her eyes down to his crotch; unfortunately, his shorts are loose fitting. “300 bucks, right?”

“$300 it is. I am staying at the Hilton just a few blocks away.”

“Let’s go. Take me to your car, sweetie.”

Luckily Tim’s room is on the left wing of the Motel and they can ascend a side entrance stairway without passing through the main lobby. Neither Tim nor Christina wants to be seen entering his room.

Once inside the room, Christina asks for the money up front, which is something she feels a real prostitute would do, and she wants to make sure she is properly playing the role. After being paid, she takes her bag to the bathroom. “Take off your clothes, honey, and I will be out in a minute.” She rolls her skirt up to her waist, takes off her panties, fastens on the harness, and then snaps in Lex’s cock. She tightens the straps so everything is snug and enjoys the feel of the straps tightly running run between her butt cheeks. Turning around, admiring herself in the mirror, she thinks: I am usually Myra’s bottom but this will be fun playing the top for a change.

She walks in a way to accentuate a swinging motion of the dildo between her thighs. As she enters the bedroom, Tim’s eyes bug out when he sees Lex’s dong dangling between her legs as she sways her hips.

Tim is standing wearing only his briefs. Christina immediately sees Tim’s bulging balls pressing firmly against tight fitting underwear. Rosita was right; they do look amazing.

Christina walks right up to Tim’s face. Tim – thinking that he can kiss her – starts putting his arms around her moving his lips to hers. Christina pushes his arms back and pushes his face away. She places her hands on his shoulders pressing down. Tim understands and drops to his knees.

Christina knows that almost no completely straight men submit willingly to a castration, and that gay men are much better candidates for the operation. She wants to delve into Tim’s desire for cock and bring out as much as possible his homosexual side. In doing so he might better be able to accept the change that is coming to him.

“Suck my dick,” Christina demands in her best domineering voice.

Tim takes Lex’s cock in his hand. “Stroke it and feel it first. Pump it with your hand.” Tim obeys Christina’s commands becoming the submissive slave; the role he craves to perform. “Now put it in your mouth. Suck on my dick head.” Tim has to open his mouth very wide to suck Lex’s cock. Christina reaches behind Tim’s head with both hands pushing his head down, forcing Lex’s dick head to hit the back of his throat. Tim gags and Christina releases. “Hold your throat open and try again.” Tim obeys and she watches him take much of the dildo into his mouth. She starts pumping and fucking his face grabbing and holding his hair tight. She fucks his face for a few minutes and then pulls out.

“Are you ready to be fucked liked a woman?” Tim nods his head. Christina steps away. “I thought I told you to remove your clothes. Why are you wearing underwear?” Tim pulls his briefs off quickly and Christina eyes bulge as she sees his curvy overweight balls plop out. Her heart skips a beat as she tries to catch her breath. This is going to be so much fun, she thinks to herself. “Get on the bed.”

Tim gets on all fours on the mattress with his balls hanging within easy access. Christina admires his firm butt cheeks as well as she moves behind him. She indulges in her first feel of his manhood. Such a nice taut sac holding two heavy balls the likes of which Christina has never encountered. As she manipulates them in her hands and fingers, she feels her pussy getting wet and sticky against the leather harness. She thinks that this really is my lucky day; thank you Rosita.

“Are you a dog?”

“What? …no,” Tim responds in a confused meek voice.

Christina, having sufficiently felt Tim out for now, releases his nuts

“Then why are you positioned as a dog? You should be taken like a woman. Get on your back,” Christina demands in now a better domineering voice.

Christina swats him on the bottom. Instantly Tim rolls over on his back. “Legs up, grab them and pull them back.” Christina takes a tube of KY lubricant from her bag. She needs to get him excited and really wanting it just in case he thinks about resisting being tied down. She squeezes a good amount of jell on her middle and index fingers. With Tim holding his legs up, his ass hole is fully exposed. She wipes the jelly around his anus and then slowly pushes her index finger in listening to him moan softly. He is tight, which surprises Christina making her think that this is probably not something he does a lot. “Ease up now and let me get two fingers in.” She pushes more firmly forcing his sphincter to spread. He moans louder as she goes in deeper greasing his rectum passageway. She pulls her fingers back a bit to massage his prostrate, and watches his penis dance and leap to attention. Rosita was being generous saying he has an average sized cock, Christina thinks to herself as she pulls her fingers out of Tim’s ass hole.

“I want to tie your ankles to the bed post to keep you in this position fully expose. It will be more comfortable for you with your hands free, not needing to hold your legs back.”

Tim likes the idea of being tied down, but he is with a strange woman in a city he doesn’t know well. “This position is fine. I would rather not be tied.”

Christina realizes that Tim will be a challenge – which she actually quite enjoys – to get tied down. She will need to offer an incentive. “I want you to kiss my ass while I finger and lube you so more. You are tight and you need to be well loosened. I want your hands to be free so you can pull my butt cheeks apart and really get your tongue into my ass.” Christina plays on his homosexual side again guessing that an offer of the sex orifice that is common between men and women – the ass hole – will greatly appeal to him. She watches his hard cock twitch letting her know that her words are having good effect. She turns her backside to him and leans forward giving him a good look at her offer.

Tim is shocked to hear a woman so blunt and it really turns him on. The thought of Christina sitting on his face with his tongue in her ass, while she fingers his prostate, is completely irresistible. This is far more than he expected and he couldn’t be happier. If my feet are tied, my hands will still be free, and I can easily escape if needed, he contemplates to himself. “I would love to feel and kiss your ass, yes, tie my ankles.”

Christina sets the tote bag on the bed, removes two lengths of rope and securely ties Tim’s ankles wide apart over his head to the headboard bedposts. She then rewards him by straddling his face while still wearing Lex’s cock. Tim’s hands instantly go for her bottom. He spreads her soft butt cheeks pushing the straps aside slightly to see cutest little anus he could possibly imagine. Her pink rosebud contrasts sharply against her white butt cheeks. As he spreads her further he sees the pink color turn darker pink right at the center clearly defining her hole.

“Before you kiss my ass, stick your nose in and smell it first.” Tim places his nostrils on her anus and breathes in the musky aroma of her back passage. “You like that?”

He answers “Yes” before he dives in with his tongue tasting the wonderful pungent delight of her nastiest orifice. He feels her sphincter open and pinch tightly around the tip of his tongue. He pushes in as deep as he can to savor the flavor. He fells like this one kiss of her sexy butt is worth the $300 alone.

“Oh baby, that feels so good. Yes, Yes, Yes, eat my ass hole.” Christina leans back sitting on his face more fully letting him feel the weight of her body. His tongue goes in deeper and his mind is lost in passion. She moves her hand back taking his hands and pulling them around in front of her. “Stroke my dick, baby, while you eat out my ass… mmm…”

Tim strokes Lex’s cock with both hands while Christina smothers his face with her butt making sure he can’t see that she is removing handcuffs from her tote bag. She opens them quietly, gets them in the correct position and snaps them around both his wrists simultaneously. Tim immediately feels the cuffs and releases Lex’s cock.

“Hey… What are you doing?”

Before Tim has time to think, Christina lifts up quickly getting out of his arms and then pulls his cuffed hands up over his head. Tim is too slow to start fighting and now with both his feet and arms bound there is not much he can do. He watches her attach the cuffs to the bed rail over his head. Tim is frightened, but being this scared is also making him extremely excited with unknown expectation. His cock is hard as rock.

Christina is beside herself feeling a wonderful sense of empowerment in tying this man down. This is how a rodeo cowgirl must feel right after roping her prized bull, she thinks to herself. He is probably scared now and she needs to console him to gain his trust – at least for the moment. She liked the way he kissed her bottom, and she will reward him with more of her ass.

Christina runs her fingers through his hair. “There, there, sweetie, I just love it when a man is completely vulnerable. You don’t mind do you? Would you like to eat me again while I finger you some more?” Christina squirts more KY onto her fingers.

Tim knows she has tricked him into getting into this position, and he could demand to be released. If she wanted to rob him, however, she would take his money and leave now. But she is staying and he so wants more. Even though he is completely bounded, he feels he can still escape by calling loudly for help if necessary. The motel walls are by no means completely soundproof and surely someone will hear. He can’t stop this now. It is far to exciting, and he feels he may have met the women of his dreams? “Yes, Yes, I want more.”

A big toothy smile crosses Christina’s face. She lifts his head placing another pillow under Tim’s head and straddles him again so he can lick her ass – and lick he does. She leans down across his body felling Lex’s cock pressing between his chest and her tummy. She reaches for his bottom and starts pumping his hole real good this time with two slippery fingers to make sure he is good and ready. She wants him to enjoy this anal play because anal sex may probably have to substitute for pussy fucking – once his balls are gone. And she is happy to find how much he likes it. Taking his balls, she hopes, will not be too traumatic for him. Too traumatic or not, however, Christina is going to denut this guy.

Tim keeps thinking he is going to cum each time Christina’s fingers press against his prostrate, but each time she releases the pressure just enough for a repeating tease that makes him leak a continuous stream of precum. He loves the view and smell of her bottom and licking her anus is building his sexual fire.

Christina feels that Tim is sufficiently lubed and loosened. She gets off the bed moving around to where she can push a couple of pillows under Tim’s butt. She now has him now in a perfect fucking – and operating – position. Tim watches her standing at the foot of the bed as she squirts KY on Lex’s shaft.

Christina licks her lips putting on her best slutty look. Keeping constant eye contact with Tim, she kneels back on the bed to nuzzles the head of “the mother of all cocks” against his ass hole. She notices his sphincter contract with the touch. “The trick is to relax and let it all in,” she says in a soft sexy voice. Using her hands holding the phallus firmly she rubs the tip hard against his anus. His sphincter opens and she forces the dick head in.

Christina wants to demean Tim and get him to understand what his life will become. “You like a dick in your ass don’t you queer boy?” she says in a nasty voice.

Tim is suddenly shocked by her words the complete change in her voice as he squirms in pain from the initial penetration. At first he is not sure what to say. But he certainly does want more of this dildo up his ass. “Yes I want that dick up my ass… give it to me,” he fires back.

“Tell me what you are a fag and a queer that loves cock.”

“Yes, Yes, I am a faggot, anything, just fuck me.”

“A queer like you doesn’t deserve to have big masculine balls like these.” Christina fondles his balls.

“No I don’t deserve big balls… please fuck me.”

Christina pushes Lex forward. Tim contracts his rectum instinctively in an involuntary manner to fight the dark invader. He has had dildos up his butt before but nothing like this. Christina holds Lex’s cock firm and she wants this to hurt. She wants to know how well he can stand pain. She grabs his hips firmly and with one strong thrust she sends the black monster directly in taking his ass right to the hilt of the harness in one single firm stroke.

Tim screams in pain lifting his butt up worming around. Christina is afraid someone will hear his scream. She wishes now that she had gagged him first. Tim feels like his rectum is on fire burning deep inside. They both wait a full two minutes…

“I am going to cum.”

“Wait… I want it,” Christina commands. She has worked hard and wants the reward of tasting fresh seed straight from his pee hole.

Christina pulls the phallus out and Tim feels his rectum contract in a sensation of burning expulsion that hurts almost as much as the initial penetration. She moves around and takes his cock into her mouth. His cock is circumcised, nice shaped dick head, and supper hard. She can easily take his dick deep in her mouth.

Giving a man a blow job is not one of Christina’s favorite forms of sex – she would rather eat pussy. But the thought of sucking the cum out of a man’s cock just before she cuts his nuts is really turning her on. And what makes it even more exciting is that he has no idea it is going to happen. If he knew and was willing, the thrill of this blow job would be lost.

For Christina, Tim’s cock is the perfect sucking size too. Big cocks are great to look at and play with, but difficult to deep throat. She never likes keeping her jaw so wide open – lock jaw – for that long to suck an oversized penis, Tim’s cock fits perfectly with his mushroom shaped dick head just entering the top of her throat. She wraps her lips around the base, and her nose pushes into his ball sack between his juicy balls. Nice and comfortable now, she sucks him like a baby sucks a thumb.

Tim moans as he shoots his first thick wad of semen into Christina’s mouth. She feels his warm jism hit the back of her throat, swallows, and then she moves her head up so Tim’s dick head is in the middle of her mouth. She wants the next load to fill her mouth where she can swirl it around and taste it fully before eating. She doesn’t have long to wait. Tim spurts another wad filling her mouth. She sabers the semen too long, however, and his dick goes off again shooting so much that she can’t keep it all in her mouth.

What she can’t hold, spurts from her lips and floods down his cock shaft. It is the biggest orgasm she has ever taken in the mouth. Not only are these balls big and beautiful, but they are big time producers as well. And… Christina has to admit to herself – that the only saving grace to sucking dick is the reward at the end – she loves to eat a man’s spunk.

Christina pulls Tim’s still hard dick from her mouth; her chin is covered in dripping semen. Semen has run down his cock shaft to cover his balls. Christina looks at his balls and thinks that his cum is much like icing coating glazed doughnut. Christina fingers the cum from around her lips and chin into her mouth. She then idly squeezes his dick forcing the sperm still in his urethra track to ooze out his pee hole, which she greedily eats; and best of all, she licks the thick white cum icing from his wonderfully full rounded balls. One of the best cocks she has ever eaten. And what makes it oh-so-yummy is knowing that he will never shoot a load like this ever again. He may shoot a little semen again with hormone treatment, but nothing like this. She feels her clit swell and protrude from her vagina lips. She has eaten his last great orgasm.

Christina walks into the bathroom with her tote bag, removes her strap-on, rinses Lex’s cock, and washes her face and hands. She rummages through the bag finding a ball gag, but then thinks this may scare into screaming for help. There might be a surer way. She picks up her panties seeing they are still soiled from her afternoon masturbation. She sniffs the panty crotch. Well… if he liked the smell of my ass, this might work. Maybe it needs a refresher. Her cunt is wet from the excitement of sucking cock. She wipes the crotch of her panties between her legs moistening it again with her earlier now dried cum. She tears off a sheet of duct tape and sticks it to her back where he won’t see it – and she can get to it quickly. She returns with the tote bag, motel towels, and panties in hand.

“You probably won’t believe me, but that was the best orgasm I have ever had. My ass was still on fire, from that intense penetration, when you blew me. I can’t believe how I came. Untie me and I will pay you an extra $100. You are an incredibly awesome woman,” Tim tells her upon her return.

She sits on the bed in a way to make sure that he can get a good view of her pussy. “I want to play some more. I got to eat your cum, so you should get to eat mine. Want to play?”

Tim can’t believe she wants to keep playing. And that he might be getting at a chance to eat her pussy. “God yes, I would love to, you are the woman of my dreams.”

“I came in my panties earlier today and I just wiped them again across my wet pussy. Would you like a sniff?” She shows him her panties.

“I would love to smell them.” She moves the crotch of her panties to his nose and he smells the strong scent of her female lust.

“Do you like? You can taste them if you want.” Tim doesn’t realize where she is going with this and opens his mouth sticking out his tongue. She presses the wet crotch on his tongue. Tim tastes the tangy dampness against the cotton. “Lets put it in your mouth so you can suck on it.” She starts pushing it in his mouth. He accepts a little until he realizes that she intends to stuff it all in his mouth. He ties to bite down to stop her, but too much is already in.

Christina is really getting excited now – it all seems way too easy – for this is the final bondage that muffles any hope to scream for help. She quickly tapes his mouth shut trapping her panties inside.

An alarm goes off in Tim’s head. If he had been a little scared before, he is scared as hell now. He muffles out a noise that Christina thinks may be a little too loud. She takes out the roll of duct tape, pulls his head up roughly by his hair and wraps the tape around his head and tightly around his mouth. Then she wraps it around again just to make sure.

Christina moves back to the foot of the bed where she can easily operate on her captive. She takes a tube of disinfectant and squirts it on his balls massaging it all around. Tim feels the tingling sensation of the lotion and Christina enjoys watching his sac contract and tighten. His balls feel so good, she can’t wait to see them for real. And why not, if a man’s balls were not meant to be taken why were they placed is such a delightful pouch that just begged to be open?

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“Remember you told me you don’t deserve your balls. I agree, and I am going to take them.” There is panic in Tim’s eyes now and he is pulling hard against his bonds. Christina can hear the muffled screams and whishes they were somewhere where she doesn’t need to gag him. She would love to hear him beg and howl as she robs his masculinity.

Even though Tim’s hands and legs are bound, he can still jerk his body up and down off the mattress, which he starts doing making a noise. Fortunately, it is a large and heavy bed that dose not move, but Christina realizes that she needs to secure him more. She has one long cord of rope left that she unrolls under the bed bringing one end up and around over his waist. She ties the other end of the rope in a slip knot that she pulls as tightly as she can. He is really strapped down hard to the mattress now and she will not need to worry about him moving when she begins cutting.

Christina takes out her MP3 player, sets it up on the night stand with small external speakers, and starts playing in a continuous loop her favorite Cyndi Lauper song. Christina goes back to the bathroom to get Lex’s cock. Cyndi’s voice fills the motel room, “I come home in the morning night; my mother says, when you gonna live your life right?”

She gets back on the bed in an upright kneeling position and places the head of the real-life-like-cock dildo against her vagina opening. She slowly lowers her pussy down on it letting it stretch and fill her inside. Tim watches the show with his cock twitching hard in the air. “Your eyes look scared, but not your little dicky. Look at how much he is enjoying all this.” She gives his cock a slow stroke. “Your dicky is not afraid. It is not him I want. I just want his two companions.” Now with Lex’s cock fully impaled in her vagina, she takes a syringe needle from her bag that is filled with a blood clotting drug; it will slow the bleeding when she makes the cut. She makes several injections down the area of his scrotum between the balls. Christina could also inject him with something to kill the pain, but feels that this should be a most memorable experience for him. Knowing that he is going to feel the full agony of his castration, also makes her cunt wetter.

She rises up and down fucking herself with Lex’s cock while waiting for the injection to take full effect. She listens to the music, “Girls, they want to have fun. Oh girls just wanna to have fun. That’s all they really waaaant…”

She rubs her clit with her fingers.Tim watches and has given up struggling. His ball sac is stinging from the injections and the burning disinfectant. Christina pinches his bottom “raise your cute butt a bit so I can get a towel underneath.” There is nothing he can do now but obey. He raises his hips as much as the ropes will allow – which is not much, Christina slips a motel towel over the pillows and under his bottom. “Ok, back down again, sweetie.”

She picks up the scalpel. “Be very still now. I am an expert, but if you move I could make a nasty cut.” She can hear his muffled voice and see his head shaking no, but he otherwise remains relatively still. She thinks about using the banding tool to band his scrotum, but his ball sac is already so naturally tight she decides it is not necessary.

She slowly wipes the scalpel like a butter knife over his balls before placing the tip of the blade on the top center of his scrotum. She listens to Cyndi sing, “My fathers yells, what you gonna do with your life?”

She pushes the sharp blade in, enjoys the almost too loud muffled scream, and watches his penis deflate like a balloon having the air let out. She slices with a steady hand all the way down to the bottom of his ball sac. The pain of the cut is excruciating, and Tim bites the panties in his mouth, pulls hard against his bounds, and feeling close to passing out.

The weight of his massive balls naturally pulls the incision slightly apart allowing Christina to see inside. Christina leans down and daintily sticks just the tip of her tongue playfully into Tim’s newly created slit. She feels the power surge in her pussy, she shutters, and cums all over Lex’s cock in a powerful orgasm.

Christina then pinches his ball sac on each side and pulls it open to see his balls in full glory. His balls are beautifully exposed, soon to be freed. The injections are clotting the wound perfectly and there is little bleeding. As she carefully nudges one jewel out with her fingers, she listens to Tim’s muffled screams and is glad that he hasn’t passed out. She pulls the testicle out as far as his spermatic cords will allow and holds it up for Tim to see. “Aren’t they just awesome?” she asks him.

Then to Tim’s horror, she slowly cuts the cords with the scalpel. She places the ball in a small jar full of a formaldehyde solution and repeats the procedure for his other ball. Finished, she now has the feeling of a snake that has stolen two eggs from a bird’s nest.

Like the expert surgeon she is, Christina stitches the incision closed. It is a perfect operations and the ball sack while empty looks natural and should heal without a scar. She slowly rises squeezing Lex’s cock from her snatch.

She goes to the bathroom and wets a warm towel, returns and cleans Tim’s groin and thighs. She pulls the towel, which has the blood stains, from under his buttocks and packs it in tote bag not wanting to alarm the maid. She then looks through Tim’s pants to find Rosita’s note that she flushes it down the toilet.

Christina packs up her belongings, straightens her dress and hair. Before she leaves, she looks into Tim’s half closed eyes, and wipes the perspiration from his forehead. “You appear to be recovering well. You were great, and I had a wonderful time. I am going to borrow your car. You will find it in the Stallion parking lot. I know you are really pissed but going to the cops won’t get your balls back and do you really want this embarrassing story to get out in public? With my wig and makeup off you wouldn’t even recognize me. I don’t work at the club and you have no evidence to give the police other than showing them your empty ball sac,” Christina laughs.

“I am going to give you another injection to put you to sleep for a short while. When you wake up, you will be untied and I will be long gone.” She gives him one last injection and once convinced he is out, she unties him to pack away ropes and handcuffs. She double checks everything to make sure no evidence is left behind. Opening the motel room door slowly, seeing no one in the hallway, she makes her get away quietly down the stairs and out to Tim’s rental car.

Christina treats Rosita to breakfast at a restaurant the next day where she tells Rosita the entire story. That day and the following days at the Stallion, Rosita keeps an eye out for the police or for anyone asking questions about which girls may have had contact with Tim. But no one ever shows and no questions are ever asked of her or anyone else as far as she can tell. After a week, they feel confident that Tim didn’t go to the cops. Christina sets the jar of Tim’s balls on the bed headboard, sets Lex upright on the bed, sits on it, and masturbates herself replaying the scene again in her mind – a wonderful memory – while looking a Tim’s balls floating in the formaldehyde feeling that she has gotten away scot-free with his balls.

Epilogue:

Tim has returned on another business trip six months later. Sitting in a restaurant booth, he can hear overhear the conversation of two women in the booth behind him. He doesn’t pay too much attention until he hears one of the girls laugh. He has heard that laugh before. He turns his head to see that the girl who laughed is sitting right behind him faced in the opposite direction.

He decides to walk to the restroom, but makes sure to keep a distance to not let her see him. Once he is discretely away, he can see her face. The straight blond hair is not recognizable, but her face and body shape could be right, he thinks to himself.

He sits down again this time trying to hear as much as possible the conversation behind him. It is when Christina mentions to Myra that Rosita is still working at the Stallion strip club, he knows it must be her. He eats quickly, pays the waiter, and waits drinking an ice tea for them to leave. When they leave, he follows behind. They came in separate cars. He follows Christina to her Mustang GT. She stops, looks around to see who is behind her, and thinks, Oh shit when she sees him.

“I know it is you. I want to talk to you.”

“Do I know you?” Christina replies thinking she will try to persuade him that he is mistaken.

“I was sitting in the booth behind you. Do you want to make a trip to the Stallion where we can have a conversation with Rosita?”

Christina knows he has got her and thinks, fuck what is he going to do? “Ok so you have found me… now what?”

“Let’s go back in the restaurant.”

Bill tells Christina how his life has changed. For a month he was completely depressed, but slowly he realized that he didn’t miss the urge to have kinky deviant sex. He is much more at peace without the constant thoughts and urges for sex. With his mind now completely on his work, he is making terrific business decisions and was just recently promoted to vice president of his company.

He thanks her for what she has done even though he would have preferred it to be less painful.