Testicle Research Part 34: Mary's Testicle Torture Chamber

*WARNING/note: This is THE MOST EXTREMELY GRAPHIC CHAPTER YET! All characters are aged 18+*


Mary sat back and relaxed as she watched Sally and Cindy restrain her next victim to the frame on the wall. Mary's perfect life was an almost non-stop sexual frenzy now, as she experienced countless orgasms destroying several pairs of testicles in her lab almost every day. During her work day, aside from her breaks, her only chance to calm down and regenerate between her "experiments" was during the brief time Sally and Cindy spent setting up her next subject. And so, as she took calming breaths to ease herself down from the multiple orgasms she just had destroying a pair of testicles with a fan, she watched Sally give the poor boy she had just restrained one of her famous handjobs.

"Are you getting close?" Sally asked seductively.

"Y... yesssss..." he trembled in pleasure.

When his cock was just one stroke away from orgasm, she let go. Mary watched his penis twitch and spasm in a desperate attempt to cum, craving that last touch that Sally had denied him. "Please," he begged, "don't stop! I was right there! Please!"

Sally just smirked as she turned to Cindy. "Do your thing, girl."

"With pleasure," Cindy beamed as she walked up to the desperate male and, instead of gripping his cock which he desperately needed, she gripped his balls and squeezed them with unrelenting force.

"AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH! STOP! STOOOOPPPPP!" He screamed.

Cindy just giggled as she sunk her fingers into his nut meat, causing his balls to bulge out between her fingers as they sunk further inwards, making his screams louder the deeper they went.

Mary knew she should have left the room. This was the time when she was supposed to rest between her testicle torture sessions, but watching his balls suffer in Cindy's grip, combined with watching him be denied what she knew would have been his last orgasm before his balls were destroyed, just made Mary's pussy get wet again. She was primed and ready for her next round of testicle torture. *God I fucking love my job!* "Ok girls, I can take it from here," Mary said as she stood up.

"You sure?" Cindy asked, maintaining her firm grip on his balls. "I'm kinda enjoying myself here."

Mary rubbed her thighs together in frustration. She wanted to get on with her next ball torture session but she felt kinda bad cutting Cindy's fun short. "Oh alright then. Just until Caity gets here."

"Caity's coming?" Sally asked.

"Yeah her break's coming up. She likes to get involved with my experiments during her breaks. I have something fun planned for her today."

Mary and Sally continued to have idle chit chat as Cindy continued to squeeze the man's balls in her merciless grip for a good 5 minutes until Caity, with her bright blonde hair, a stark contrast to Mary's jet black hair, entered the lab. "Hey girls!" Caity beamed energetically to Sally and Cindy as the latter finally released her grip on the man's balls, making him sigh in relief only to whimper instead as the intense nut pain lingered.

"Hey Caity!" The two assistants said in unison.

Then Caity turned to Mary. "And how are you doing, my sexy evil castrator?" She gave her a slap on the arse.

"EEP!" Mary yelled in surprise at Caity's slap. "CAITY!"

"Ah c'mon. You know you love it," Caity said with a flirtatious grin.

Mary blushed. She knew Caity was right.

"Castrator," the restrained man trembled quietly as he struggled to process the word that Caity had just casually mentioned as he looked between her and Mary. None of the girls took notice of him for the moment though.

Sally and Cindy could sense the sexual energy between Mary and Caity. "We'll leave you girls to it," said Sally as she went to leave the room.

"See you later girls," said Cindy as she followed Sally out of the room. As she closed the door behind her, Mary and Caity could hear her say "they're so cute together."

The man, still fearful of the word "castrator" being mentioned, trembled as he spoke up, "wh... what are you gonna do to me?"

The girls ignored him though as Caity grabbed Mary, pulled her towards her and began kissing and nibbling at her neck. Mary felt tingles through her entire body at Caity's intimate touches with her mouth. She felt her nipples harden and rub against the inside of her bra. "Ohhh Caity... we need to... mmph... get on with things..."

Caity stopped kissing her neck, brought her lips up to her ear and whispered, so that the man couldn't hear, "you eager to destroy some nuts?"

"Ooooooooo, yeah...." Mary moaned as her entire body shivered in sexual arousal at Caity's words and the feeling of her breath tickling her eardrums, making her ear feel hot as tingles ran down her neck.

Caity leaned out and looked at Mary with a flirtatious smile. "I love it when you have that look in your eyes."

"What look in my eyes?" Mary smiled shyly. Since she started working at the facility, her natural dominance had grown. But under Caity's gaze, her dominant personality melted.

Caity continued in a whisper so the man couldn't hear, "you have a certain evil look in your eyes when you're about to do something excessively cruel to a pair of balls."

"Do I?" Mary asked as she turned her head to the side, embarrassed that her testicle sadism was visually apparent in her eyes.

"Hey, look at me," Caity said as she grabbed Mary's chin and turned her face so they locked eyes again. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. I love that side of you. Be proud of it. It makes you sexy."

Mary bit her lip playfully. "You're right. It does. I'm sexy when I'm cruel to balls aren't I?"

"Damn right you are," Caity smirked as she slapped Mary's arse again.

"EEP!" Mary gasped once again in surprise.

Caity chuckled at her reaction before Mary forcefully kissed her. Caity's teasing had gotten her so riled up, she just HAD to kiss her. Caity embraced the kiss for a while before pushing Mary off her with a smirk before walking over to the subject restrained to the frame. "So... what have you got in store for this one?"

Mary took deep breaths as she tried to contain her arousal. Meanwhile, the man was clearly panicking as he asked a series of questions in quick succession. "What's going on? What were you two just talking about? What kind of research have I signed up for? Why am I restrained like this? What..." he looked at Caity, "what did you mean when you called her a castrator?"

Caity just smirked at him, not giving him an answer. Mary needed to calm herself down and hearing his terrified voice just kept her in a hightened state of arousal. So she reached for the gag on the table, that she rarely used, and placed it in his mouth. His protests were cut off as she shoved the gag in.

"That's unlike you to gag them," Caity said quizzically.

"It's just for now. I don't want him to interrupt us as I tell you what I have in store for him. Once we start the fun, I'll take the gag back out."

"Ok. Well, tell me then. What have you got in store for this poor guy?"

Mary smirked as she opened a drawer and took out a small device that looked like a miniature power drill.

"What is that?" Caity asked as her eyes went wide.

"This is a dental drill," Mary said excitedly. Indeed it was. A small dental drill that dentists use for dental surgery. But in Mary's hand, it was going to be used on a different part of the body. *The most fun part of the body to torture.* She turned the drill on briefly, for a split second. The man's eyes locked on to it in fear. He had a suspicion that it was going to be used on his balls. An intense fear gripped him. A fear only a male would understand when his balls were in danger.

"A DENTAL DRILL?" Caity gasped. "OH MY GOD, MARY! YOU ARE EVIL!" She grabbed Mary by the small of her back and pulled her in for a kiss. When she broke the kiss she whispered to her, "you are so fucking sexy when you're evil with balls."

Mary giggled, feeling a sense of pride, as she whispered back, "Which nut do you wanna drill into? Lefty or righty?"

"I'll do the right one."

"Ok," Mary whispered back. The terrified man couldn't hear their whispered conversation. "I'll do lefty then."

"What exactly is the experiment though?" Caity asked.

"The what?"

"Y'know. The experiment. What are we measuring and recording when we drill into his nuts?"

"Oh, uhhhh... I dunno."

"Oh, you naughty girl. You're not even thinking up experiments anymore are you? You're just thinking up new ways to torture testicles."

Mary grinned mischievously as she nibbled on her finger. "Maybe."

"Oh my God, Mary," Caity laughed out loud but returned to a whisper as she continued, "You are out of control. At least I *try* to make my ball popping shenanigans look like actual scientific research. You're not even hiding the fact that you're doing this for your own pleasure. Your lab isn't a lab anymore. It's a torture chamber."

"Not just any kind of torture chamber. It's my *testicle* torture chamber," Mary beamed with pride.

"The best kind of torture chamber. I fucking love you, Mary. You've become such a sadistic monster."

Mary giggled. "Only with testicles. They're my favourite toys. It's so hot inflicting such extreme pain that I'll never experience or understand."

"I know right? Now c'mon. Let's take this guy to the dentist," said Caity, in reference to the dental drill they were about to use on his balls.

"Gladly, but first we need to make some... *adjustments* to his man package," Mary beamed as she pulled herself away from Caity, put the drill down on a table, and picked up a scalpel before walking towards her next victim, who was unable to hear the conversation that just took place as they had spoken too quietly.

He looked at the scalpel in fear. When Mary took the gag out of his mouth, he desperately begged, "whatever research this is, I want out. I don't know what's happening here but I don't want to take part in it. Just let me go. Please."

"Nope," said Mary nonchalantly as she stabbed the scalpel into his scrotum and began cutting his ballsack open down the middle. When Mary was torturing a pair of testicles in her lab, she always wanted them exposed outside the scrotum. *They're so much more sensitive to pain that way. It makes torturing them so much hotter.*

"AAAAARRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH! STOOOOOOPPPPPPP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He screamed in terror as it was now clear that his precious reproductive organs, that were so central to his existence as a sexual being, were in serious mortal danger.

"Damn girl," Caity said in admiration. "You always cut the sack open now, don't you?"

"Hell yeah I do. When the testicles are exposed, even the slightest touch is agony for them," said Mary with a smile as she sunk her fingers into the incision she had made and plucked his testicles out one by one, making the man tremble at the cruel touch of her fingers on his naked testicles.

"Even the slightest touch?" Caity raised her eyebrows suggestively. "Perfect time to be really rough with them then."

"Sure is," Mary agreed as she clenched her hand into a fist and punched the naked testicles dangling underneath the man's cut open scrotum. He screamed as his balls swung backwards after her punch and smacked into the frame he was strapped too. "BAM! DOUBLE WHAMMY!"

"HAHA, Look at him squeal. Let me have a go with 'em," said Caity excitedly as she gently cupped his balls with one hand. The pain of her fingers touching his balls created an intense stinging pain on the outside of his testicles in addition to the unbearable ache on the inside from Mary's testicular assault, which Caity had given him no time to recover from.

"PLEASE! DON'T! DON'T TOUCH THEM! IT HUUUURRRRRTTTTSSS!"

"Careful not to pop them yet," Mary cautioned. "They're quite fragile when outside the scrotum and we wanna make sure he remains intact until we're finished with them. I'd hold off on squeezing them at the moment."

"Since when do you tell me NOT to pop balls?" Caity laughed.

"It's only so we can keep having fun with them until we're done."

"So you *are* starting to get a little more patient then," Caity teased. "Don't worry. I'm not gonna squeeze them," Caity grinned.

The man was completely terrified of the implications of their conversation. "WHAT? POP MY BALLS?! NO! PLEASE DON'T! DON'T CASTRATE ME! I... I WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE KIDS ONE DAY! AND... I WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE SEX, MASTURBATE AND... GET AN ERECTION! PLEASE DON'T CASTRATE ME!" He screamed.

"God, I love it when they beg like that," Mary moaned as she felt hot arousal in her pussy that travelled up her stomach. Her pussy was absolutely drenched. She put her hands down her panties and started rubbing her clit as she began taunting him. "We ARE going to castrate you, boy. But it's not going to be just a quick pop. We're gonna castrate you nice and slow. We're in no rush after all. Regardless of how long it takes, you'll never cum again when we're done with you. But us girls will. We'll be cumming every night together whilst you live a life devoid of any sexual pleasure because of US!"

"NO! NO PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T CASTRATE ME! PLEASE JUST LEAVE MY BALLS ALONE. I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS!"

"This is MY lab, boy. I can do whatever I want to testicles in my own lab. I don't care if you don't deserve it. In fact, I'm GLAD you don't deserve it. Castration is so much more of a sexual rush when the victim is innocent. And you DID sign up for this. You signed up for testicular research. We just didn't tell you what exactly that research would entail."

"BUT WHY? WHY DO YOU WANT TO CASTRATE ME?"

"Mmmmmm," Mary rubbed her clit more vigorously, "because castrating men is so fucking HOT! OOOOHHHHH!" She moaned as she had a mini orgasm.

"Such a hair trigger," Caity rolled her eyes.

The man then turned to look at Caity who was still cupping his exposed balls, realising that pleading with Mary would get him nowhere upon witnessing her orgasm at the prospect of his castration. "Please. You don't need to do anything. Just let me go." Caity giggled at the man's begging as she reached out with her index finger of her free hand, and poked the top of his left testicle with it. Her sharp finger nail ever so slightly stabbed into the outer layer of his testicular wall, making him shriek. Then, with a sadistic grin on her face, Caity began to drag her finger downwards, scraping her sharp fingernail down the front of his naked ball, cutting at the exposed nerves of the outer layer. The man couldn't help but let out a series of incoherent high pitched yelps and whimpers as the unbearable pain travelled down the outside of his testicle. When Caity was done with the left testicle, she did the same to his right one.

Mary absentmindedly rubbed her pussy as she watched Caity switch back and forth between scratching his left and right ball. "This will make what I have planned next even better," said Mary as she reluctantly removed her hand from her pussy and took some things out from a drawer.

Caity, continuing to make small cuts in the guy's exposed balls with her fingernail, turned to look at Mary. She grinned when she saw what she was holding. "I like where this is going."

Mary smiled back. In one hand she was holding two toothbrushes, in the other she was holding a tube of toothpaste. "I always brush my teeth before I go to the dentist. Since we're about to take his balls to the dentist, I think we should give his balls a good brushing."

The man was unable to process what the girls were talking about as he was still suffering the intense pain of Caity's scratching fingernails as she twirled her finger around his nuts.

"Oh, and with these fresh cuts on his balls," Caity added, "that toothpaste is REALLY gonna hurt!"

"It would be extreme agony on his balls already, with them being exposed like that," Mary beamed, "but those cuts really will just make it even MORE extreme. Not that I'm complaining. There's never too much pain to inflict on a pair of testicles in MY lab."

"You mean your testicle torture chamber," Caity corrected.

Mary's pussy gushed fluid at that. "Yeah. That's what I meant. My testicle torture chamber. Where balls suffer more pain than anywhere else in the world."

"This room is like heaven for testicle sadists like us," Caity laughed, continuing to twirl her finger nail around his balls.

"It sure is. And in this heaven, I am the Goddess of testicle torture."

"You're certainly living up to your name. Now c'mon," Caity said with enthusiasm as she finally let go of the man's balls, and held out her hand to Mary, "hand me one of those toothbrushes."

As Mary passed a toothbrush to Caity, the man kept whining in pain. His balls were in agony from Caity's cruel fingers. He looked up to see the two girls approaching with toothbrushes. "Please, no more! I can't take anymore, please! Oh fuck... my fucking balls... it hurts." There were tears in his eyes from the pain.

Mary and Caity were only encouraged by his words as they crouched down onto their knees in front of his naked, hanging balls. "Aww, he's crying already and we've only just started," Caity laughed. "Prepare yourself boy. It's about to get a LOT worse for you." She held out her toothbrush to Mary. "Gimme some toothpaste, girl."

Mary opened the tube of toothpaste and squeezed some out of the tube onto Caity's toothbrush. Then, she put some toothpaste on her own toothbrush, before putting the tube down. The two girls then gripped his balls. Caity grabbed the right, Mary grabbed the left. Even the touch of their fingers was clearly too much for him.

"AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH STOP! STOP, PLEASE! WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?"

His desperation turned Mary on so much. What turned her on even more though, was the sight of his balls. Not only were they exposed outside of the scrotum, but she could see all the tiny cuts on the outer layer of the testicle she was holding. It was those cuts that she aimed for, as she pressed her toothbrush, with a line of toothpaste on it, against his left testicle.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He shrieked immediately as the toothpaste touched the outer layer of his testicular wall and seeped into the inner layer aswell, via the fresh cuts.

He continued to shriek as Caity did the same to his right testicle. "IT HUUUUURRRRRRRTTTTTSSSSS!"

"How does it hurt?" Mary moaned in pleasure as she rubbed her thighs together. "Tell me about the exclusively male pain you're feeling. The pain I'll NEVER feel because I'm blessed to be born female!"

"IT STINGS! IT STIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGSSSSSS!"

The two girls giggled as they began to scrub their toothbrushes against their chosen testicle, aggressively rubbing the harsh bristles against his extremely sensitive naked man orbs. Rubbing the toothpaste into them. The more they scrubbed, the deeper the toothpaste sunk in as the testicles naturally absorbed the substance they were never meant to, and also sunk deeper into the small wounds from Caity's finger nail. Mary intentionally scrubbed more harshly when she came across those wounds to inflict maximum pain. In fact, Mary paid special attention to those wounds as she aggressively brushed his ball without mercy.

"AAARRRRRRRGGGHHHHHH! HELP! HELP! HEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPP! SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEEEEE!" The man wailed as such an unimaginable pain was inflicted on him.

"Go ahead and scream, boy," Caity taunted. "No one in this building is going to help you."

The man gave up begging for help and instead just kept screaming.

Mary had a problem though. Her pussy needed attention, but both of her hands were occupied at the moment, with one hand gripping his left ball and her other hand was busy torturing it with the toothbrush and paste. Caity's hands were also both occupied doing the same thing to his right testicle. So Mary's pussy wasn't getting the attention it needed. She instinctively bucked her hips wildly as her body begged for the touches it needed. Whilst she was still having an absolute blast torturing a testicle, not having her pussy touched was a very sexually frustrating experience for her. *I need to think of a solution to this. I NEED my pussy touched when I torture balls.* For now though, rubbing her thighs together would have to suffice.

The girls spend a good five minutes brushing his balls, until the toothpaste had been completely rubbed into both of them. As soon as they stopped, Mary stuck her hand down her panties and finally gave her clit the attention it NEEDED. She orgasmed in seconds, she was so riled up. "Oooooohhhhh, fuuuuucccckkkl!"

"I hope you're not completely spent yet," said Caity.

"Definately not. I always have multiple orgasms when I torture testicles. I'm not fully satisfied until the balls I'm torturing are completely destroyed."

"That's my girl," Caity smiled. She was proud of the testicle sadist Mary had become.

"IT HUUUUURRRRTTTTTS! IT HUUUUURRRRRTTTTS! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOOOOOPPPPP!" The man begged as the toothpaste continued to burn both the outer and inner layers of his testicular walls and the inside of the tiny wounds in his nuts, even after the girls had finished rubbing the toothpaste in. His balls were now in a constant state of extreme pain.

"Oh we're not gonna stop," said Mary tauntingly. "That was just a warm up. Next comes the main event." Mary walked over to the table and picked up the dental drill again. The drill itself was quite small. *The perfect size to drill as many holes as possible into his ultra sensitive sex organs.*

"NO! PLEASE! NOT THE DRILL! ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE!"

Mary ignored him and turned to Caity. "We'll take turns. I'll drill through his left one, then you drill through his right one. Let's see how many holes we can make."

"Hey, that could be the experiment," Caity beamed.

"Oh yeah you're right," Mary laughed. "I totally forgot I was supposed to be conducting important scientific research here."

"Sure. *Forgot.*" Caity rolled her eyes teasingly.

The two girls laughed as they made their way to their victim once again, who was openly sobbing both in agonising pain from the previous torture, and also in overwhelming fear for the next. "Please don't do this. I'll do anything for you. I promise. Just please, please, PLEEEEEEAAAAASSSSEEEEE DON'T DO THIS!"

"Oh God, look how fucking scared he is!" Mary's pussy tingled at his pleas. "OOMPH I can't fucking WAIT to do this! He's absolutely desperate for us not to torture his balls, but we're going to anyway and there's nothing he can do about it!" Mary got off on the power. She could do whatever she wanted to a pair of testicles in her torture chamber without any inhibitions. Nothing would stop her from doing what she wanted to the fun organs that dangled between men's legs. They were her playthings. She had no mercy, no compassion, no sympathy for the pain she inflicted on testicles. How could she when she had no inkling of how unbearable even the slightest testicular pain is for a man? That lack of understanding only fueled her desire to torture balls to an excessive degree even further. She got off on the knowledge that she'd NEVER feel testicle pain. It made her feel powerful as a woman. And it was such an erotic power. She gripped his left testicle and placed the dental drill against the side of the ball, right at the bottom. She didn't want to drill from the front to the back. That would risk castrating him too early by destroying the epididymis at the back of the testicle. So she decided she was going to drill through the side of the ball. She looked up at the man's terrified face. "Let's see how many holes we can make in your balls."

"NONONONO WAIT WAAAAAIIIIIIT!" He desperately begged.

Mary turned the drill on.

The man screamed a high pitched, ear piercing shriek of indescribable agony as the tiny dental drill mercilessly drilled through the testicular wall and inside his ball.

"OH FUCK," Mary moaned as she rubbed her thighs together. Both of her hands were occupied again. "CAITY! TOUCH ME!"

Caity attended to Mary's needs. She placed her hands into Mary's panties and began rubbing her clit. "I hope you return the favour when it's my turn."

"Ohhhhhhhh, you know I willllllll," Mary moaned in bliss as tunnel vision took over. She was entirely focussed on the pleasure in her pussy and the pain she was inflicting on the testicle in front of her as she pushed the drill in further, going as slow as possible just to draw out the length of both his pain and her pleasure.

After the initial scream of anguish, the victim became silent. He was so overwhelmed by the pain that his entire being was focussed on it. His cognitive functions ceased to exist as Mary pushed the drill in further, ripping apart the internals of his nut meat as she went, until the drill emerged from the other side of the nut. She had drilled straight through his testicle. When she saw it emerge, she orgasmed, coating Caity's fingers with her pussy juice. In the middle of her orgasm, she yanked the drill back out of the ball. Some sperm leaked out of the tiny holes left behind, one hole on each side of the testicle.

"Fun?" Caity asked with a smile, as she removed her hand from Mary's pussy after she had finished cumming.

"Fuck yeah. That was such a rush. You gotta try it."

"Alright. As long as you attend to my needs. I have a feeling I'm gonna cum too as I drill into righty. That looked hot as fuck."

Mary handed the dental drill over to Caity. "Remember, drill through the side of the ball so we don't damage the epididymis."

"Sure thing," said Caity as she got into position, Mary looked at the left ball she had just drilled into to see sperm dripping out of the holes. Her pussy was still dripping some pussy juice from her orgasm. She lightly chuckled at the irony. Her female juice was dripping out of her pussy due to the pleasure of an orgasm. His male juice was dripping out of his testicle due to the pain of testicle torture. *And he'll never squirt out his man juice with an orgasm ever again.* She looked up at his face to see his eyes closed in an intense grimace. *He must be so consumed by the pain. So fucking hot.* She poked his left testicle, right on one of the holes, making him yelp like a puppy and bang his head against the frame, his eyes still shut tight. Mary chuckled.

Caity placed the drill against the side of his right testicle at the bottom, the same place where Mary had drilled into his left one. Mary stood behind her and reached her hand down Caity's panties to gently rub her clit. Caity moaned. "Mmmm, that feels good. I'm excited to turn the drill on."

"What are you waiting for? Go for it," Mary encouraged her. "I know you'll fucking love it."

"Alright. Here goes." Caity turned the drill on and pushed it into his right testicle. The man's eyes opened wide again as his testicle was drilled into. He was still unable to scream though. The pain was so intense.

"Ohhhh, Mary," Caity moaned. "You were right. This is amazing."

Mary rubbed Caity's clit even faster and leaned down to talk directly into her ear. "Just think of all those extremely sensitive internal nerves that you are absolutely SHREDDING right now!"

"Ohhhhh, MORE! Tell me MOOOOOORRRRREEEE!" Caity moaned in pleasure as she pushed the drill in deeper.

Mary sped up her fingers on Caity's clit even more. "All those internal nerves that were never meant to be touched directly. You're torturing them. Such an unbearable pain you're inflicting on him. And it's a pain we'll never feel ourselves."

"Oh GOD, MARY!" she pushed the drill through the testicular wall on the other side of his ball, making the drill emerge from the other side. The drill had now travelled completely through his ball. The man's body was rapidly trembling uncontrollably as he banged his head against the frame over and over again. "OH FUCK," Caity yelled, "I'M GONNA... I'M GONNA..." she kept the drill turned on, so that it continued to tear at the inside of his ball, "CUUUUUUUUMMMM!" She came all over Mary's fingers as she slowly pulled the drill out of his testicle whilst it was still turned on.

When her orgasm was over, Mary removed her fingers from Caity's panties and said, "you seemed to enjoy that."

"Ooooo, yeah. And that was just the first two holes in each ball. I think we can make plenty more as we work our way up the balls," Caity said between breaths as she recovered from her orgasm.

"You don't need to tell me twice," Mary said with a laugh as she took the drill from Caity's hand, that was now turned off, and got into position by the man's left testicle. This time she placed the drill slightly above where she drilled last time.

Caity got into position behind her and placed her fingers into Mary's panties. She began to rub her clit. "You ready to keep going?" She asked.

Mary didn't need to respond to her verbally. She just turned the drill back on.

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The girls spent a whole hour drilling several holes into his balls. It was non stop agony for the guy restrained to the frame. As the hour progressed, he never stopped violently shaking and twitching in his restraints. He was unable to scream due to his body being in absolute shock with the overwhelming pain engulfing his sexual organs. He was experiencing a living nightmare.

The girls, on the other hand, were having an absolute blast. They took turns drilling holes into each ball, and orgasmed every single time as they pleasured each other during the act of testicular torture. It was normal for Mary to cum countless times during an "experiment" but Caity was usually more restrained. Mary guessed that this particular torture was so cruel that Caity just couldn't hold back.

Drilling into the balls was the most fun when they drilled through the middle of them, where the balls were at their widest, since there was a lot more internal nerves to drill through there. The girls made sure they drilled extra slow when drilling through the middle, just to make the agonising pain last even longer.

They finished by drilling one hole into each testicle right in the underside of them. Mary had heard that the bottom of the balls were more sensitive than anywhere else. Aside from maybe the epididymis. When they drilled into the bottom of them, he actually let out a high pitched whimper of agony that he hadn't done since the first time Mary had drilled into his left ball. *I guess the bottom really is more sensitive if it managed to get a reaction like that out of him again after he's become so exhausted from the pain. I should focus on hurting the bottom of testicles more often.*

When they were done, they counted how many holes they had made. "WOW!" Caity gasped when she was done counting. "21 HOLES IN EACH BALL! WITH 10 ON EACH SIDE OF THEM AND 1 ON THE BOTTOM OF EACH! THIS IS AWESOME!"

"Now it's time to finish them off. You ready?" Asked Mary.

"Hell yeah," Caity replied excitedly. "Let's squish 'em!"

Mary never needed to be told twice to destroy some testicles. She never even needed to be told once. It was just something she did now. On a regular basis. The girls gripped their chosen testicle that they had been torturing over the last hour with one hand each, Mary grabbed the left and Caity grabbed the right, and looked into the man's eyes that were filled with tears. "Ready for us to finish your nuts off?" Mary asked.

The man couldn't respond. Not just because of the intense pain in his nuts, but because he didn't know how to answer. He didn't want to lose his balls, but he knew that they were unsavable after the damage they had done. He just wanted the pain to stop. Unfortunately for him, the end of his manhood wasn't going to be painless.

Mary giggled at his lack of response. "Well, it's not your choice anyway. Ready Caity?"

"Less talking, more popping!"

"Alright. 3, 2, 1 POP!" Mary yelled in excitement.

Both the girls bore down on the tortured testicle they were gripping. With their free hands, they rubbed each others pussies. As they found each other's clit, their fingers clamped down on the testicles in their other hand. The man shrieked again as his tortured manhood was crushed.

It didn't take much effort for the girls to finish the nuts off after so much damage had been done to them. The balls almost immediately caved in...

SQUELCH
SQUELCH

They didn't give out the usual satisfying pop sound that the girls were used to, but the squishy sound they made was just as orgasmic for the girls and possibly even more painful for the guy than the usual ball pop. All the internals squeezed out of the 21 holes in each nut as they "popped" which is what resulted in the different sound. The girls orgasmed hard, as pussy juices squirted out of their pussies in female pleasure, whilst sperm and what was left of the internal structure of the man's testicles squirted out of his balls in male misery, coating the girls' fingers and hands in what was the core of his identity as a man.

"HHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" He let out an open mouthed guttural groan at the feeling of his balls breaking.

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!" Both girls screamed out in pleasure as they orgasmed hard on each others fingers, as they each felt a testicle crumble under their grip.

Their orgasms seemed unending as they just kept rubbing their fingers around his crushed balls. Squeezing what little remained inside them out through the holes they had made.

"IT FEELS SO SQUISHYYYYYYYYY!" Caity screamed in pleasure.

"I FUCKING LOVE CASTRATIIIIIIOOOOOOOONNNNNN!" Mary screamed in orgasmic bliss. She loved the fact that she was cumming whilst simultaneously making sure a man would never cum again. It was Mary's favourite way to cum.

When they calmed down from their orgasms, they removed their hands from each others pussies and let go of the balls they had literally squeezed the life out of. When they looked at the balls, all they saw was the empty shell of the testicular wall with several holes in it. The balls were literally empty. All of the internals were coating their hands.

Mary then jumped up and down like a cheerleader and broke into her usual chant. "TOTAL TESTICULAR DESTRUCTION!"

Caity started jumping up and down too as she pointed at the fresh eunuch and improvised her own cheerleader chant, "ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, YOU'RE NOT A MAN ANYMORE!" The girls laughed as he broke down crying at their cruel chants. Then the girls looked down at their hands. Caity laughed. "One hand is covered in pussy juice and the other is dripping with nut butter squeezed straight from the source."

"Same," Mary replied. "I wonder which tastes better." She licked Caity's pussy juice off her left hand. "Mmmm yummy."

"You've always liked licking up my juices," Caity smiled.

"Never tried this before though," Mary said as she licked her other hand that was coated with the remnants of the internal structure of the man's left testicle.

"Ewww, gross Mary!" Caity laughed.

"Hey, it's not that bad." Mary chuckled before she looked at the man, who was crying at his loss. "Here boy, have some of your nut goo back," she taunted as she wiped her right hand all over his face, spreading his liquified nut structure over his tears. "There you go. Feel better now?" She jokingly asked him.

"My balls," he sobbed. "You broke my balls. Why?"

"I already told you earlier silly. Because it's hot. I'm sure you disagree but your opinion doesn't matter. All that matters is what I want."

He just kept sobbing over his loss as Caity asked, "can he still feel them?"

"Yep. He sure can," Mary said casually as she grabbed his shoulders and gave the testicular shells between his legs a hard knee, making him shriek as his eyes went wide. "The epididymis is still attached to the back of what's left of his balls. So he can still feel everything down there."

"They must be in so much unbearable pain right now. Perfect time to give 'em a slap." Caity brought her hand back and gave his empty hanging balls a hard slap. He shrieked again.

Mary chuckled and joined in with a slap of her own, with the back of her hand. They two girls spend a few minutes slapping his agonised manhood until Mary said, "hey, I got an idea that will be so fucking hot. Follow my lead."

Mary then gripped the bottom of the epididymis at the bottom of the back of his left testicle. The man yelped as his legs twitched violently. "I like where this is going," Caity smirked as she did the same to the right one. Then, Mary gripped the shell of his left ball firmly and began to slowly peel the epididymis off his ball.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The man shrieked.

"Oh wow I never thought to do this before," Caity said as she began to peel his right epididymis off too. They intentionally did it agonisingly slowly, as more and more of the epididymis' peeled off the ruined testicles they were attached too until eventually, the girls ripped off the last of each part of each one at the top of his testicles with harsh tugs. He screamed as his epididymis was torn from his testicles and the empty shells of his manhood fell to the ground in a wet splat.

"Castration complete," Mary beamed.

"We better call Nicole," Caity said as she did just that.

Meanwhile, Mary put her face against her latest victim's, tears still streaming down his face as she taunted him. "When you're lying alone in bed at night, wishing you could stroke your permanently flaccid cock, wishing you still had balls, wishing you could still orgasm, just think about the two girls who took your balls from you. Think about us cumming our brains out whilst you never will again. I'll certainly think about you. It will make my orgasms feel even better."

"You fucking bitch," he sobbed.

"Damn right I'm a bitch. I'm a sexy evil castrating bitch, and I'm not ashamed of it. It's who I am."

"Nicole's on her way," said Caity.

"Good," said Mary as she turned to Caity. Then she looked at the shattered remains of the testicles on the floor. "You wanna have a few more orgasms in front of him while we wait? Just to rub in what he's gonna miss out on for the rest of his life."

"I dunno Mary. I've came so many times over the last hour. I don't think I can handle it. I'm not a total nymph like you."

"I think you have one more in you. Especially if I did this," Mary picked up the empty balls from the floor and ripped them open, which was very easy thanks to their weakened state. They truly were completely empty inside. Then she covered the tip of her finger with one of the former balls, before she did the same to Caity's finger. Then, with her ball wall covered finger, she rubbed Caity's clit.

"Mmmmm, when you put it like that... maybe just one more," Caity moaned she began rubbing Mary's clit with her former ball covered finger aswell. Mary trembled as she felt the remains of his manhood directly stimulating her clit. It was such a cruel irony. *A sexy irony.*

The girls pleasured each other as the new eunuch watched with tears in his eyes.