Male Correction Center part 4 (The last one)

Derek spent the rest of the day in bed thinking. His balls were sore like never before, and on top of that, he had almost lost them a moment ago. Three crazy women. Are they really going to castrate me, or did they just want to scare me, he thought. Or maybe they wanted to give me a little taste of what I'll experience tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

The next day, the boys were awakened by the guards and taken to the cafeteria. Derek sat down with Mailo again and they ate together.

“So what did they do to you yesterday?” he asked.

Derek didn't answer.

“Probably nothing pleasant. Hey, be glad you still have your balls. You could just as well have joined the group that lost them here,” he added.

“Were there many of them?” Derek asked.

“Sure. But most of them lost their balls because of Edith, like I told you.”

“What about the other guys?”

"Hmmm. There was one once. But that's just a story I was told, I don't know if it's true."

“Tell me.”

"There was this guy. Twenty years old. He was fucking a seventeen-year-old. They sentenced him to five days for pedophilia. On the last day, they apparently chained him up, just like they did to us when we arrived. With his legs spread wide apart. Then one girl called over three others, apparently they didn't know the guy and were seeing him for the first time. Apparently all three were muscular. That girl gagged the guy and told the girls he was a pedophile and to take care of him. Apparently they maltreated his balls with baseball bats for an hour."

“What happened to him?”

“Something that I hope won't happen to me today before I leave.

“Are you leaving today?”

“Yes, me and Flynn.

“How come? You're sentenced to two days."

“Well, yes. Yesterday and today. And tonight we're coming back by train. You're coming back tomorrow evening. For the future, I wish you luck.”

Damn, Derek thought. Tomorrow I'll be alone with those crazy women. God only knows what they'll come up with.

They went back to bed and stayed there until noon, when Cory came and took Derek, Mailo, and Flynn with her again. All three followed her. They went outside and headed for the same field littered with junk. When they got there, Edith and Allison were already there. They were standing between three chairs. Chairs that looked like gynecological chairs.

“We have a little surprise for you today,” Cory said.

“Are those gynecological chairs?” Derek asked.

“Yes. They'll be helpful in doing what we're planning.”

“And what are you planning?”

“I said it's a surprise. Sit down on them. Derek in the middle.”

They did as they were told. They sat down on the chairs, which were not only uncomfortable, but also made them feel humiliated. Their legs were high and spread apart. Their asses were exposed. Their balls were defenseless. The girls approached and pinned them down. Each leg and arm. Then the body. When they were done, they couldn't move anymore. Cory stood in front of Mailo, Edith in front of Derek, and Allison in front of Flynn.

“So, what have you got in store for us today? A hammer, a police baton? Maybe something bigger, since you've exposed us like this. What are you going to do with our balls now?” asked Derek.

“Nothing,” said Cory.

“Now we're going to jerk you off,” added Allison.

“What?” asked Mailo.

“What, would you rather get hit in the balls?” asked Corry.

“No, no, no,” replied the boy quickly. Cory was standing over him. A muscular girl with powerful biceps. She stood between his wide-spread legs, a few inches from his balls. Of course he wouldn't prefer that.

“Then don't complain,” said Cory. “You've been through so much lately. Just yesterday, in fact. We decided you deserved a reward. So now, as a reward, we'll let you all come.”

The boys listened, but still didn't believe it. After a moment, however, they believed it when each girl reached out her hands and grabbed their soft members.

“You're not kidding,” said Derek, watching Edith's fingers move up and down.

“Of course not,” said Cory. “Oh my God, look. His is already hard.”

They all looked at Mailo. The boy was lying with his head resting on the headboard. His cock had gotten hard in seconds and was throbbing in Cory’s hands.

“I think his is going to get hard in like a day,” said Allison.

She was holding Flynn's huge cock in her hands. It was too big for her. And now that it was starting to get hard, her hands couldn't even wrap around half of it.

“Doesn't it make you feel dizzy when it gets hard?” she asked him.

“No.” That was all he could say. He closed his eyes again and enjoyed the moment. Allison's small fingers slid up and down. She ran them along the shaft, all the way to the tip. She gently teased it with her fingertips.

Derek watched Edith work with a slight smile.

“You're not as bad as they say,” he said.

“What do they say?” she asked.

“You know, stuff.”

His cock was getting harder and harder. Suddenly, he forgot about the pain in his balls.

“You're doing well. How about giving me a blowjob?” he asked.

“No.”

“Will you at least show me your tits?” he asked.

“No.”

“Come on, that's why you wear shirts like that.”

Mailo moaned as if it were the first time in his life. Cory moved one hand lower and grabbed his balls. She didn't squeeze them, just held them. Then she licked one finger and began to run it over his tip. She squeezed it and sped up. Then she squeezed his balls, but not hard enough to hurt him. At one point, Mailo began to convulse, which ended when he came. White streaks shot out one after another onto Cory's hands.

“Oh my God. That's some kind of record. I think it was thirty seconds.”

“Ooooo,” Mailo said.

Cory wiped her hand on his stomach and untied him.

“You can go now,” she said.

She left too.

“Your friend is done,” Edith said. “How much longer until you are?”

“It depends on whether you show your tits or not.”

“And you keep talking about them.”

“Come on. They're practically falling out of your shirt.”

Flynn's cock was now fully erect. It was huge and veiny. Allison ran both hands quickly up and down his shaft, stopping just below the tip.

“Jesus, it's thicker than my arm,” she began to laugh.

Edith glanced over out of curiosity.

“Girls must have a lot of fun with you,” she said.

“They don't complain,” he replied.

“And the one you robbed? The single mother?”

She grabbed his balls with her left hand and squeezed them.

“Aaassss. What about her?”

“She probably complained.”

“Yes, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll never do it again.”

She let go of his balls and went back to the shaft.

“I know you won't. Because next time, it'll be the size of your balls that's impressive, not your cock... Your tip is huge. Do you think it would fit in my mouth?”

“Eee...” He was too shocked to answer.

“Hmmm. I don't know either. Let's find out.”

She leaned forward and tilted his cock forward. She opened her mouth and slid her tight lips over the tip. It barely fit. She held it in her mouth while Flynn ascended to heaven. Then she started moving her head up and down. Flynn moaned.

“Oooo.”

Derek watched with envy. That bitch was choking on that dick, and what was he getting? A pathetic hand job. What good was that? Edith wasn't even good at it.

“Hey. Take a cue from your friend,” he said.

“I know yours would fit in my mouth. Don't exaggerate,” Edith replied.

That ruined his mood a little. Stupid bitch. Not very attractive. If it weren't for her tits, she wouldn't be that pretty at all.

“Make sure,” he said.

“No thanks. Will it grow more or is that it?” she asked.

He didn't answer.

She rode the shaft, deliberately avoiding the tip.

Flynn was in heaven. Eyes closed. Head resting on the headrest. Mouth barely open. Allison worked hard on his cock. Her hands on the shaft, her mouth and tongue on the tip. Sometimes she took it out of her mouth and licked it with her tongue as if it were a lollipop, only to start swallowing it again after a moment, as if it were the only source of water on earth.

Derek was getting more and more jealous. Allison's moans excited him more than Edith's hand job. He was beginning to feel that she had never done this before. He looked at her hand, placed on the shaft. It looked like she didn't want to be there.

Meanwhile, Flynn was getting closer. He was starting to get slight tremors. Allison was perfect, she didn't even touch him with her teeth once. Her hands were so gentle. The perfect addition to his shaft.

“I'm about to come,” he said.

Allison didn't react. She didn't speed up or slow down. She kept the same pace. Her lips fit his cock perfectly. They were tight like a condom that was too small. They slid over the tip and made Flynn feel like never before.

“I'm about to come, I'm about to come...” he repeated.

His body was no longer under his control. He trembled. He clenched his muscles. His cock got even harder. Allison started moaning, but she didn't stop. He came in her mouth, and she swallowed everything. She got up and looked at him with a smile.

“I don't know who should thank whom,” she said.

Bitch, Derek thought.

Allison unhooked Flynn and walked away with him.

Derek was left alone with Edith. She stared at his cock and sometimes looked at him, but without a smile.

“If you want this to end faster, then...”

“Shut up,” she ordered him. “When you're close, you tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll take my baton and beat you so hard on the balls that you'll regret coming. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, ma'am,” he added.

“Polite loser.”

She jerked him off for the next seven minutes. Derek was getting close. He didn't know if he should tell her now or wait a little longer. What was she going to do? She wanted to stop when he was about to come. Or maybe she was going to continue, but didn't want to get her hands dirty. Stupid girl, like all of them.

He was getting closer. Edith kept doing the same thing. Her hand on the shaft, up and down.

“I'm about to come,” he said.

“When?” she asked.

“In a few seconds.”

Edith could tell by looking at him. She could see it in his face, which was beginning to relax.

He watched her hand closely. He was very close.

“Ooooo. I'm about to come, I'm about to come,” he began to say.

And then Edith stopped. However, she continued to hold his cock in her hand.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

She laid his hard member on his stomach, leaving his balls exposed. She took a step back and looked him in the eyes. Derek looked at her uncertainly. Edith smiled and stepped aside.

Behind her stood Allison. She was smiling with the same sinister smile as before. In her hand she held a leather belt folded in half. She held it by one end. She took her hand with it behind her back and swung with all her might.

“No, no, no!” Derek started screaming.

The belt flew over her head and hit his sack with a terrifying sound.

SMACK!

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” Derek screamed.

The pain was excruciating. Both girls started laughing as he writhed, tied to the chair. His balls throbbed in agony. His poor bruised balls. Defenseless.

“AAAAAAAA!!!” he continued to scream. “Oh God! Oh God! AAAAA! It hurts!”

“Well, it should,” Allison said. “You didn't think we'd let you come, did you, you rapist?”

But he wasn't listening to her. He was preoccupied with the excruciating pain in his balls. Not only did his lower abdomen hurt, but his scrotum was red from the slap.

Cory came out from behind Allison. Now all three of them were looking at Derek writhing in pain. All three of them were laughing.

“Fucking loser,” added Allison.

“What? Do your balls hurt?” commented Cory.

“You're not such a tough guy after all, are you?” asked Edith.

He continued to moan and writhe in pain.

“You... Fucking... Fuck! Aaaa! Oh God, it hurts!”

“What's wrong? Did we hurt you? Oh my God, did one of your balls burst?” Allison said.

“Girls. We need to check if they're okay,” Cory said.

And then she and Edith grabbed his balls. One grabbed one, and the other grabbed the other. They both started squeezing his balls between their fingers as if they were some kind of stress relief toys.

“AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! Stop it!!!” he screamed.

“Hmmmm. The right one is fine. What about the left one?” Cory asked.

Edith squeezed his ball as if she wanted it to burst.

“I think so too,” she said.

“Stop! Please!”

“Calm down. We're doing this for your own good,” Allison said.

“I beg you!” he continued to scream.

Both of them held his balls, stretched to the right and left. Both held them tightly between their fingers.

“I think they're okay. They're still intact,” said Cory.

“I beg you!!!”

They let go. His balls returned to their natural shape.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” Derek moaned.

All three of them laughed.

“You're pathetic. A pathetic little man. What good are those muscles to you?” Allison asked.

He didn't answer. He couldn't. He writhed in his chair, his face contorted with pain.

They untied him.

“Okay. You can fuck off,” Allison said.

But instead of leaving, he fell to his knees between their legs. He grabbed Allison by her shoes.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Okay? You broke me. Is that what you wanted? I'm pathetic. I'm a pathetic rapist. I raped my ex. I deserve all of this. But I know what I did and I understand it. I'll never do it again. I'm ashamed. You corrected me. Is that what you want to hear? You corrected me. You did it. Please don't castrate me. Please. I beg you. I know I'm terrible, but please have mercy on me."

They stared at him. A pathetic little man between their feet.

“You can go, girls,” Allison said.

All three walked away.

“Get up,” she ordered him.

He got up. His head was bowed. Even though he was taller than her, it was clear that she was in control. She put her hand on his cheek.

“Good boy. You see. You managed to understand. I'm proud of you.”

Derek's eyes were red. Both from pain and humiliation and from the fact that he had almost cried a moment ago.

“Please, spare me.”

“Okay.”

She stroked his cheek.

“You did well. You can go back.”

He started to walk away.

“Wait,” she called after him.

He turned around.

“Don't jerk off today. Wait until tomorrow. You'll get a reward for your behavior.”

She smiled. It wasn't the same smile as before. This one was genuine.

Derek returned to the building with the beds.

He spent the rest of the day in uncertainty. Is this really the end? he thought. No way. Or maybe? He wasn't sure what Allison meant. Would they start treating him like the other inmates from now on, or would they stop bullying him? If she was sincere, then Derek had achieved his goal. He had been changed. He had been corrected. They wouldn't have to take it out on his balls anymore. Fucking sluts.

The whole day passed, but none of the girls came for the three of them. They ate lunch and then dinner. They spent the day talking. He even had the opportunity to meet other inmates. One of them was Matthew. The girls organized a competition to see which of them could make him scream louder by squeezing his balls. Another was Pat. They tied Pat to the table and then walked on his balls as if they were on a catwalk.

In the evening, they had dinner and took a shower. Still, no one came for them. It was time for Mailo and Flynn's departure. The three of them went to the train. The girls were there too. Derek said goodbye to Mailo, but not to Flynn. The boys got on the train and left. It was already dark. Derek stayed with the three girls. He looked at them. They looked indifferent, except for Allison. She was smiling. She smiled like a happy girl who had the opportunity to see her boyfriend.

Stupid bitch, Derek thought.

He went back into the building and lay down on the bed. Was it really that easy? he wondered. All he had to do was say he'd never do it again, and that was it? Slut. Stupid whore. Was she angry because he raped his ex? Two stupid bitches. But Allison would only understand what rape was if he took care of her. And he intended to. Maybe.

Maybe he could get their information. He would gladly visit them at night and make sure they would never forget it.

He lay down and covered himself with the sheets. He couldn't get over how stupid those bitches were. But he shouldn't be surprised, All girls are like that. Fucking idiots. And on top of that, tomorrow he'll get a hand job or a blow job from one of them. Just a dream come true. He closed his eyes and touched his balls one last time. They were still sore. They stung a little from the leather belt, but it wasn't terrible. Tomorrow he would have fun. He fell asleep.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the bright light of a lamp. It was so strong that it was unpleasant. He blinked a few times and tried to lie on his side, but he couldn't. This surprised him. He glanced around to see where he was and saw that everything was white. The ceiling, the walls. The floor tiles. After a moment, he realized that he felt uncomfortable and cold. He raised his head and looked at himself. He was completely naked, which did not surprise him. Something else surprised him. He was lying in an X position on a metal table. When he looked to his right, he saw Edith. She was standing by the table with a bunch of different objects. She was wearing a black outfit that perfectly highlighted her beautiful figure. She was looking at him with a slight smile.

“Good morning,” she said. “Sleepyhead.”

Derek wanted to say something, but all that came out of his mouth was:

“MHH.”

He realized he had something in his mouth. He panicked.

“MHHHHH.”

“You've been sleeping for a while. But it's good that you're awake now. We can get started with the fun. Today is your last day, right?”

“MHHHHH.”

“I'll make sure you remember it. It's nine in the morning. Your train leaves at nine o'clock, so we have twelve hours to play. Are you excited?”

“MHHHHHHHHHHH!”

“Me too.”

She moved closer to him and ran her fingers over his body. From his muscular chest to his stomach.

“I'll only be working on these two parts, but I guess you already know that.”

She tapped his testicles with her finger.

"I hope I'll be able to do what I've planned for your testicles in these twelve hours. I have a lot of things. Of course, a police baton, a paddle, a bat, a belt, a stun gun, mallets, and much more."

“MHHHHHHHHH!”

“So, how about a little warm-up?”

She grabbed his soft member and pulled it up to his stomach, exposing his testicles. She clenched her fist.

“How about a hundred hits?”

“MHHHHHHHHHHH!”

“Not enough? Okay... Two hundred?”

“MHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

“You're tough... Hmmm. Two hundred and fifty?”

“MHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

Derek nodded his head vigorously from side to side.

“All right, all right. Listen. I'll hit you five hundred times, but then we'll get started with our session, okay? We only have twelve hours. So, are you ready?”

“MHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” Derek shouted with panic in his eyes.

She swung and hit him in the testicles with her knuckles and all her strength.