Jackie the Testicle Ripper Part 3 - The Struggle

This story contains castration. If this is not your thing please do not read further. Thanks.


1st November 2000

DS Richmond looked at the newspaper in front of him. The story was unrepentant in its brutal condemnation of the police force. He was taking it personally, and why wouldn't he? Although there hadn't been an attack since the 22nd October the fact remained the perpetrator was still at large and remained a danger to society, no more in fact a danger to men's testicles.

His office door opened without a knock and in walked his ex wife and daughter. At 50 years old life had taken its toll on Maria Sanders. She had remarried after their divorce years ago but she remained bitter that his dedication to his job and the fear she had that he wouldn't come home at the end of the day had caused a breakdown in their marriage. His daughter Abi, at 22 was thriving after finishing University and walking straight into a fortune 500 company. They both walked up to his desk without hesitation and sat down opposite him without being asked to.

‘Dad, we're both worried about you. Quite frankly it's written all over your face. I know you better than you think and this isn't good for your health.’Abi looked at him with deep concern.

Usually a stoic man with his emotions, DS Richmond was nearly in tears. To know his daughter was worried about him when she herself has such a demanding life brought back the reality of the situation to him.

‘I'm okay, things are a little calmer now, but we're working hard to stop this person. But don't worry about me, I'm okay.’ He replied with a smile that betrayed how he really felt inside.

‘Cut the crap Dave, I can read through the bullshit remember. You're kidding yourself. Isn't it about time you retired and concentrated on yourself for once?’ Maria scathing remarks put DS Richmond into defensive mode at all times. He could feel his blood boil and the anger building up inside of him.

‘We have a crazy woman out there destroying testicles and you both want me to stop trying to find her? You must be out of your goddam minds!’ He stood up and slammed both his palms hard onto the table.

‘Dad, we're not saying that. Someone else will take over if you step down, there's no shame in that.’ Abi replied, trying to calm the tension in the room.

‘Not going to happen. Not unless I'm taken off the case. And I don't intend to let that happen.’ DS Richmond replied strongly.

‘Well, I'll have a word with your boss, you know me and Commissioner Smith go way back’. Maria replied.

DS Richmond felt like he was being pushed into a corner which he couldn't get out of. It was true his wife and the Commissioner were school friends and both were strong minded women.

‘Listen, just let me do my job. It's tough enough as it is without the extra stress. I don't tell you how to run your lives. Now let me get back to work’. Without a word the two women walked out the room but both still felt worried about the man they both cared about.

DS Richmond sighed, glad they didn't know about the testicles he had been sent in the post from the Ripper. Who knows how forceful they could have been if they had known.

It had been a tough past week for Dana. She lay on her bed still nursing her injuries from the previous week. As she lay down she kept replaying everything that had happened. She thought she was on a crusade to exact her own individual revenge on people who deserved it. Especially considering she herself had been a victim. But now she realized the people behind it all were just plain ruthless. They were a larger operation than she thought and it seemed rotten to the core.

Flashback to 22nd October 2000

Dana awoke to find herself tied to a chair. She was groggy from the blow to her head but she realized she wasn't alone. In front of her was a masked woman dressed in a lycra black bodysuit. They had black leather gloves on and knee high black boots. She couldn't even see a single bit of skin, but she knew this person was extremely muscular. As the person stood quietly in front of her she heard a distorted voice through a speaker in the room. It startled her as the voice was preceded by a loud pop.

‘Dana, Dana, Dana. You've been a naughty, naughty girl. You were told from the beginning to only target those specifically given to you. And yet you went out seeking some more fun. Tsk, tsk, tsk, unfortunately that means you now have two choices.’ Dana was perspiring as she felt more scared than she did when she was attacked brutally in the past.

‘Option one, you sacrifice your own life, being neck scissored by my henchwomen in front of you? Or option two, you survive to face another day. BUT…..you follow your orders and don't seek any unsanctioned fun.’ Dana instantly knew this was a trap. But she didn't want to die.

‘Option two, I promise I'll do as I'm told. I promise.’ Dana was pleading for forgiveness. She knew the catch would come.

‘Very well, I will show some mercy for you. But as you hurt someone without authority it's only fair the favor is returned.’ Dana watched in horror as the light to the room came on. She blinked hard trying to adjust to the light. It was then that she see the true horror of her mistake in front of her.

Naked, gagged and chained to the wall was her little brother. He was just 20 and shouldn't have even been in the country. Dana realized then how despicable these people really were.

‘Now watch and learn Dana. This is how it should be done. I want you to take notes and put this into action going forwards. You're about to watch a work of art.’

Dana began to cry as she watched the henchwoman approach her brother. She was taller and stronger than her little brother. He didn't stand a chance and Dana knew it.

The woman crouched down and cupped the balls of her victim. She could feel his body tensing as she balled her free hand into a fist. Without taking her eyes off his testicles she launched a hard punch into his balls. She felt his body shake and tense against his restraints. A tear fell onto her hand gripping his balls and she smiled inside her mask. This was going to be fun for her. It always was.

Dana screamed as loud as she could for the woman to stop. But she didn't listen to her. She watched as the woman suddenly began slamming punch after punch into her brother's balls. She could see her alternating between each testicle as each brutal punch thudded hard into his balls. The sound of the punches sickened Dana as she fought against her restraints with as much fury as she could. Slowly with effort she felt the rope tying her hands loosen. Then she felt her legs becoming free.

‘Dana watch the kicks this woman can deliver. They are so delicious.’ The distorted voice was thankfully not paying attention to Dana as she managed to finally free herself from her restraints.

As she stood up she saw the woman launch a devastating kick to her brother's balls. He was limp and completely out of it. But the sound was fantastic. The sweet spot of her foot had clearly connected with his balls. Dana, although disgusted that it was her brother taking the hit, was instantly in awe of the woman. She knew it was something she wanted to achieve against a victim of her own.

But she had to stop her. With fury she never realized she had, she ran and tackled the woman landing on top of her. Almost instantly she was under attack from the taller and stronger woman. They were trading blows and Dana was taking the heavier hits. Finally she wrapped her fingers around the woman's throat and began choking her. But within seconds she felt a blow land at the back of her head and she was knocked out again for the second time within hours.

When she woke up again she was laying on the floor where she had attacked the woman. She was surrounded by several muscular women all ready to pounce if she tried her luck again. But the fight had been taken out of her and she held her hands out in surrender.

‘Dana, for fuck sake. Stop making things harder for yourself. Get up NOW!’ The distorted voice was in no forgiving mood. As she slowly stood up she was put in an armlock by one of the women.

‘Now watch your brother lose his balls and do it with dignity this fucking time Dana. We were only going to rough him up to begin with but now due to your actions he's going to lose his balls.’ Dana felt a hand clasp over her mouth as she began to scream in frustration.

It was brutal to watch. Dana had to watch each woman take it in turns to beat her brother's balls over the course of an hour. Then finally and mercifully a knee from one huge thigh slamming into her brother's balls had the desired effect and popped them. She saw her brother convulse and pass out. She saw the delight in the body language Of the women as they high fived one another on a job well done. She then felt arms wrap around her head in a sleeper hold and she passed out herself.

When she awoke she was back home in her bed. She felt completely exhausted, and in too deep. What had she gotten herself into. These people had been brutal. They would stop at nothing.

1st November 2000

Dana heard a knock on the door and slowly got up to answer it. Since she had been back she hadn't left the house. She hardly left the bed. She hadn't heard any further from the organization since the day she had been taken in by them on the 22nd of the previous month. But as she opened the door she had another shock waiting for her.

Stood at the door with an envelope and a dossier of a victim stood a masked woman in the same lycra bodysuit, gloves and boots as she had seen busting her brother's balls previously. She took the envelope and opened it up and read the letter.

‘Hey Dana, hope you've recovered nicely. Now we need to ramp things up now you've become a liability. So to help you on your crusade for the foreseeable future is my trusted colleague. She will be known only by X. She will remain masked to avoid you becoming a viable witness in the future in case this all goes wrong but she will assist you on your missions for now. So take the dossier and get back to doing some good work.’ Dana took the dossier and opened it up. When she saw the contents she was shocked.

Instead of the profiles of the next victim it had four separate future victim’s details.

‘Dave, let me be frank. You're no closer to finding this perpetrator than you were in the beginning. We've invested a lot of money and officers into this task force and yet we've had no results. The public are now extremely restless. What the fuck is going on?’ Commissioner Sam Smith raised her voice towards DS Richmond. Her frustration at the lack of progress was evident all over her face and her body language.

‘I know, I know. It's beginning to get to me now. Usually I get a hunch and it breaks the case. This time even with hard work following leads my hunches haven't led to any conclusion, neither have the leads.’ DS Richmond hung his head in shame.

‘Fuck sake Dave, you can't convict a criminal on a hunch. It takes concrete leads. Do I need to reassign this to another Detective?’ Her threat hung heavy on DS Richmond's mind. She had him proverbially by The balls. He wasn't delivering results and the pressure was on him.

‘Don't you fucking dare Sam. I haven't given up yet.’ His cheeks flushed and the fire was there. Sam smiled inwardly knowing he worked best when he was fired up.

‘Then start showing me results then. Before I go through with my threat.’ Commissioner Smith watched her long time colleague leave the room as she put her feet up on the desk. She closed her eyes and began daydreaming about how it would feel busting DS Richmond's balls herself. She got lost in her fantasy and before she knew it she had creamed her knickers. She hadn't felt this horny in a long time.

Maybe one day she would have to put that fantasy into a reality. Just maybe…

Dana watched as X zipped up her rounded toe knee high boots. They have three huge metal spikes in the middle of the foot. Designed for maximum damage with minimum effort. It was then she realised the brutality of the job she had in hand. The leather of the boots hugged the calves of X flawlessly and Dana knew she would be taking a backseat tonight. She laced up her Doc Martin's and slowly followed X into the dark of the cold autumn night.

They approached the house of their first target. It was just past 2am and the street was quiet. The house was dark and as X made her way to a window at the side of the house Dana contemplated escaping whilst X was busy jimmying a window with a lock pick. But she knew they still held her brother captive. Her recently castrated brother. Dana was still infuriated and angry, whilst she didn't give a shit about the guys she castrated herself, her brother was family. He was young, led a good positive life. And now he had been harmed and damaged for life because of the actions of a bunch of crusaders. She hadn't realised the dangers of what she was doing, not until it had hurt someone she loved dearly. She needed revenge against these people. But right now she didn't have time for that. She didn't have an idea yet, a plan of action. But it was only a matter of time before she did.

She found herself slowly climbing the staircase of the victims house. Listening out for any sound that may betray their presence. Any sound that might indicate that they were about to meet a trap. There was nothing. As they approached the bedroom of the victim X stealthily crept up to the bed. Dana turned on the light at the right moment. As soon as the light turned on she watched X climb on top of the victim and wrap her thighs around his neck. Dana watched as he woke up instantly. She watched as he struggled against the short thick thighs encased around his neck. Dana saw his face turn red as he fought in vain furiously to try and unwrap X's thighs from his neck. She watched as he passed out.

They quickly tied up their victim to the four corners of his bed. He was naked and unable to move an inch. X leaned over and gagged him up. When he woke up he took a few moments to adjust to the light. He saw two masked people standing over him. He watched one step down off the bed and stand out of sight. It was then he realised he was in deeper shit than he imagined. It was right about the same time X lifted her boot up to allow him to see the spikes on her boot. He screamed silently into his gag as he saw the masked woman lift her head back and laugh aloud.

It was then hell really began for him.

Dana watched as X swung her first kick into the balls of the victim. The sound was unlike anything she had ever heard in her life. It wasn't the echo of leather on skin she was used to. It was like a squelch. she saw the skin perforate instantly on the sack of the victims balls. She felt warm in her panties as she began breathing more shallowly. She was getting turned on watching him get his balls turned to mush. She was a true sadist. X swung her boot back again. Instantly the next kick landed hard into the balls of the victim. She watched his body convulse as tears cascaded down his face. He was in agony and couldn't do a thing to stop it. But she knew X wasn't done yet. She landed two more quick snap kicks hard into her target. Blood was coming out of the many cuts she had made into his sack. Dana had noticed she was targeting the centre of his sack rather than each testicle. She was drawing out the pain to last longer. By now Dana was a mess. A hot extremely horny mess. She had allowed her fingers to slip down her panties and begin pleasuring herself. She watched X land blow after blow into the victims balls and finally after mere minutes she felt her fingers become covered in her own warm liquid nectar as she cum harder than she had ever done in her life. Minutes ticked by as she slowly came down from the euphoria of her orgasm. X was still kicking the victim in the balls hard without truly finishing his balls off. It was then she watched X climb off the bed.

Dana watched as X came over to her. X pressed her lips to Dana's ear and quietly whispered onto her ear. ‘Finish him off. I need to use the toilet. I'll be waiting outside. Take at least ten minutes.’ And with that Dana watched her step silently away across the thick carpet and out the room.

Dana then stepped onto the bed and cupped the victims balls to inspect the damage. He was shaking in fear, on the verge of unconsciousness but still awake. The mixture of sweat and tears stained his small fat face. Dana had no sympathy for him. She stood up and wasted no time.

She stomped hard on his balls. The swelling had made it hard to concentrate on both testicles so she targeted his left one first. As she felt her Doc Martin boot land hard against his left testicle she knew it wouldn't take long. Ten minutes was a fucking joke. She wouldn't be taking that long. She stomped down hard again this time feeling the testicle soften under her boot. She shuddered again in pleasure as she knew one more blow would do it. As she stomped down again she felt the testicle finally give way under her boot. The victim passed out in a violent shudder as the pain became too much. She was beginning to feel herself get wet again. She was enjoying herself a little too much.

It was then that it happened. As she lifted her boot in the air again waiting to deliver another crushing blow she almost missed it. Her pleasure nearly made her miss it. The unmistakable view of blue and red lights in the distance outside the window. She jumped off the bed and went to peek outside the window.

Three police cars skidded to a halt outside the house she was in. Silent to avoid waking the neighbours up but with bright enough lights to make even the dumbest robber aware of their presence Dana realised she was in deep, deep shit.

She had been set up. X had called the cops on her. She had been betrayed and left to take the heat.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’Dana angrily said to herself.

Was she finally about to be caught!