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06-24-2014, 10:39 PM
So big and ripe they stood before us. Twenty of the finest young naked males
our breeding pens could produce. Our eyes fixed on their huge hanging
pendulous sex organs! Their endowment a testimony to our selective genetical
endeavors. Each one sported a limp trunk like cock hanging over equally huge
hanging testicles! All twenty were tethered together by their balls with a
thin rope fastened tightly around their scrotum necks emphasizing the size of
their individual testicles.
It was harvest time! Our annual pruning ritual of the males!
It was my first time. I being only 13. But old enough now my mother said to
take part in the celebration. Excited beyond belief that my mother had
included me with her friends to witness the deballing ceremonies..
I knew from school the rituals of the ceremony. It dating back into our
ancient history when males were castrated so we could more easily control and
manage them to make them more useful for us, a male with testicles was hard to
handle they were strong and aggressive. But once he was castrated he became
fat and weak. It was the great battle of Odess that our warrior women
castrated a hundred thousand males on the field of battle and this ceremony
was in tribute to them.
As little girls me and my friends would play re-enacting the battle of Odess.
Swinging our short swords into the testicles of the big males slicing off
their balls then swinging up cutting off they hardened cocks as described in
the historical sacred scripts.
Of course were more civilized now and this was as I knew a symbolic type
thing. Only 20 males would be castrated. They being especially bred for just
this ceremony with us over the years deliberately accentuating their sexual
organs with selective genetics.
Suddenly a woman appeared on stage wearing the scant apparel of a woman
warrior of old carrying a gleaming golden short sword. Her bronze muscular tan
body moved slowly along the line of males at the end she turned facing us
spreading her legs wide placing her closed fist upon her hips and she waited!
To my surprise the males behind her started developing huge hardons. I could
actually smell them it was a heavy musk like smell. God this is what hard
cocks smell like I thought! Looking around at my mother and all the other
women they were nervous looking somehow different from before anticipating
something I could feel it myself my pussy was getting wet my nipples suddenly
felt different stretching out almost painfully hard. The overwhelming new
musky smell of females in heat drowned out the males sent until the warrior
woman onstage walked briskly to the first males hard cock and started slapping
it with the flat side of her short sword. The big bobbing cock started
shooting long ropes of cum out. Then like running her fingers down a piano she
started hitting all their cocks with the sword until cum started shooting and
leaking out of all of them!
One collapsed discharging in front of her! She gracefully twirled around
behind him grabbed his balls slicing them off throwing them out into the
audience!
Slow rhythm chants Odess Odess Odess Odess! Now she grabbed a standing males
cock swinging her sword up slicing it off throwing it over her shoulder.
Seeing a it coming towards me I grabbed in the air catching it it was so big
and heavy I almost lost it but held on until a woman from behind grabbed it
yanking it from me! She was now just randomly cutting cocks off and castrating
them throwing their pieces to women my arms were covered with dried blood from
the cock I almost had when I was hit in the chest with a males big severed
scrotum with its balls still in it! This was better than a cock it was like
the best trophy you could get like about million years good luck! There was a
lot of biting scratching and kicking but I held on to them!
That was my first testicle festival and I've got the balls to prove it!
our breeding pens could produce. Our eyes fixed on their huge hanging
pendulous sex organs! Their endowment a testimony to our selective genetical
endeavors. Each one sported a limp trunk like cock hanging over equally huge
hanging testicles! All twenty were tethered together by their balls with a
thin rope fastened tightly around their scrotum necks emphasizing the size of
their individual testicles.
It was harvest time! Our annual pruning ritual of the males!
It was my first time. I being only 13. But old enough now my mother said to
take part in the celebration. Excited beyond belief that my mother had
included me with her friends to witness the deballing ceremonies..
I knew from school the rituals of the ceremony. It dating back into our
ancient history when males were castrated so we could more easily control and
manage them to make them more useful for us, a male with testicles was hard to
handle they were strong and aggressive. But once he was castrated he became
fat and weak. It was the great battle of Odess that our warrior women
castrated a hundred thousand males on the field of battle and this ceremony
was in tribute to them.
As little girls me and my friends would play re-enacting the battle of Odess.
Swinging our short swords into the testicles of the big males slicing off
their balls then swinging up cutting off they hardened cocks as described in
the historical sacred scripts.
Of course were more civilized now and this was as I knew a symbolic type
thing. Only 20 males would be castrated. They being especially bred for just
this ceremony with us over the years deliberately accentuating their sexual
organs with selective genetics.
Suddenly a woman appeared on stage wearing the scant apparel of a woman
warrior of old carrying a gleaming golden short sword. Her bronze muscular tan
body moved slowly along the line of males at the end she turned facing us
spreading her legs wide placing her closed fist upon her hips and she waited!
To my surprise the males behind her started developing huge hardons. I could
actually smell them it was a heavy musk like smell. God this is what hard
cocks smell like I thought! Looking around at my mother and all the other
women they were nervous looking somehow different from before anticipating
something I could feel it myself my pussy was getting wet my nipples suddenly
felt different stretching out almost painfully hard. The overwhelming new
musky smell of females in heat drowned out the males sent until the warrior
woman onstage walked briskly to the first males hard cock and started slapping
it with the flat side of her short sword. The big bobbing cock started
shooting long ropes of cum out. Then like running her fingers down a piano she
started hitting all their cocks with the sword until cum started shooting and
leaking out of all of them!
One collapsed discharging in front of her! She gracefully twirled around
behind him grabbed his balls slicing them off throwing them out into the
audience!
Slow rhythm chants Odess Odess Odess Odess! Now she grabbed a standing males
cock swinging her sword up slicing it off throwing it over her shoulder.
Seeing a it coming towards me I grabbed in the air catching it it was so big
and heavy I almost lost it but held on until a woman from behind grabbed it
yanking it from me! She was now just randomly cutting cocks off and castrating
them throwing their pieces to women my arms were covered with dried blood from
the cock I almost had when I was hit in the chest with a males big severed
scrotum with its balls still in it! This was better than a cock it was like
the best trophy you could get like about million years good luck! There was a
lot of biting scratching and kicking but I held on to them!
That was my first testicle festival and I've got the balls to prove it!