Penny the Ninja

DISCLAIMER: Once part of a collection of short stories I decided to delete since they didn't turn out how I had originally imagined them, it is inspired by a post I read here by the time of writing this story.

WARNING: This story contains semi descriptive castration and vague representation of permanent mutilation.

The pale moonlight penetrated through the silky green curtains, piercing the darkness of that lonely and silent bedroom where a man in his early forties struggled to fall asleep, twisting and turning around in his luxurious bed.

Keeping him awake was this anxious feeling in his chest; it felt like someone was staring at him from the shadows.

He tried to calm himself down through various means but none worked which made him in return grow frustrated and nervous to the point he was unable to keep his eyes shut anymore.

Opening them wide, his body tensed instantly at the sight in front him:

A female figure was sitting by the side of the bed, dressed in a tight leather leotard. On her face, a mask decorated with a familiar golden emblem covered most of her features but for a pair of shiny, green eyes staring right into his soul.

“I will be blunt with you, Count. The King sent me here to punish you for committing adultery with his wife a few nights ago.”

Those words came out totally natural to her, a Ninja serving her kingdom, used with dealing with these type of jobs frequently. It was that nonchalance though, that caused the man lying in the bed to shake in fear. He knew he had no chance of fighting back, he was too scared to do so as well against a woman who could have killed him easily in less than a second.

“About the punishment...you will soon find out. If you behave, you will make this less painful for the both of us. Don't worry, this is not the first time I do something like this. ” She said and he nodded submissively, watching her fingers draw a kunai from inside her leotard and gracefully slice through his clothes, until he was completely naked.

After she was done, she placed the weapon on top of his stomach while her eyes wandered toward his crotch, fixating on his cock and testicles.

When her hand warped around his sack, it didn’t take long for him to realise what the punishment was and, out of reflex, he began crying copiously, covering his face with his own tears.

“Feeling remorse now, Count? Genuinely, seeing you cry like a kid makes me almost feel bad for you but orders are orders so….” She said giggling, sending shivers down that poor man’s spine.

Gradually, she drove her fingers deeper into her palm, the increasing pressure from her tightening grip grinding and blending his nuts together caused an intense pain to build up in his guts and an excited expression to draw on her face at that pathetic sight.

Instinctively, he launched his hands forward trying to cup his swelling testicles but with a single flick of her free hand, his attempt was effortlessly stopped.

“Didn’t I tell you to behave, Count? You do really want me to do it the hard way, don’t you?!” She said licking her lips excited before letting go of his sack.

She took a few seconds to admire her work, from the red, pulsating skin to the deep finger marks decorating it while she positioned her palms so that they would face each of his orbs.

“P-o-p~! P-o-p~!” She said spelling each word slowly to accompany the rapid movment of her hands until they clapped together, connecting into two wet pops followed by a loud, ear shattering scream that broke his voice.

A moan escaped her trembling mouth as the warm sensation of cum and blood filling up his sack spreaded through her skin first then between her fingers, after he sprayed them with that mixture.

Her irregular and heavy breathing rythmically guided the twisting and sliding of her palms to produce different type of forces that methodically grinded whatever was left of his nuts into a fine and even jelly.

“Did you enjoy my performance, Count? Because I definetely did!” She said smiling at the face of the broken man below her who only managed to let out a few incomprensible sentences before fainting.

“I will take that as a yes. Now for the evidence…”
She added grabbing her kunai with her right hand while with her left one she stretched his battered sack enough to allow her blade to perfectly cut it off his penis.

“Oh boy, you would really need a doctor now. Luckily I have a curative scroll with me”

After healing the bleeding wound, she cleaned the blade of her knife on the bedsheets, then she put it back in her leotard. With his mashed and bleeding testicles hanging free from her grip, she waved a quick goodbye to the senseless man lying in the bed playfully before vanquishing into the same shadows where she came from.