Mugged, Tortured and Castrated by Three Goddesses (FFF/M CASTRATION Story)

A male where he belongs, naked under the feet of his clothed mistresses

As he walked through the garage, Nicholas was startled to hear the echo of steel stilettos resonate around the concrete walls of the dimly lit building. As they stepped into the overhead lights, Nicholas could make out three girls. They were tall, all towering at least a few inches above Nicholas, and all voluminously built.

The blonde, the leader of the group, had long silky blonde with lots of dark eye shadow on – giving her a stunning catty look. The tight-fitting leather suit she wore showed her spectacular hour glass figure. The girl on the left her was equally spectacular, with brunette locks and the same catty look and hourglass figure. Behind Nicholas stood a blackhead. She had about the same length hair as the blonde, but hers was wavier. She would have been quite cute with her brown doe eyes if she wasn't carrying a wicked sharp 10 inch machete.

The blackhead instantly had her knife tightly against Nicholas’s neck, as the blonde began searching him and emptying the contents of all of his pockets into a black leather backpack. They took his wallet, which had his credit cards and debit card, along with four hundred dollars. The blonde took his I-Phone for herself. She continued searching him, rummaging carelessly around his body. She searched his crotch by roughly grabbing and twisting his package around, causing him severe discomfort. Even as they emptied his pockets, Nicholas couldn’t help but sport an erection being dominated by three hot mistresses. The blonde laughed as she noticed his hard dick. She playfully fished her hand into his pants and pulled out his cock and balls, making his healthy eight-inch dick protrude out of his pants.

“Take us to your car,” the blonde ordered.  The girl behind Nicholas kept the knife against Nicholas’s throat as they slowly walked towards his car, cock and balls dangling. When his Mercedes got into view he pointed it out.

“Very nice,” the girls commented. Nicholas wished there were cameras in the garage, but there were not. “Sorry, sweetie, but we’re taking it all from you. Now, take off your clothes.” The blackhead released him, but stayed on guard with her knife. Nicholas did not hesitate to obey the girls. He took off all his clothes, and the blonde hastily stuffed them into the black backpack with his wallet. After he was naked they returned to their position with the knife put against his throat. The blonde walked over to his Mercedes and put the backpack in the back seat.

“Now we have our fun, girls.” The girls smiled. The big-titted blonde stood in front of Nicholas and laughed while looking at his package. His erection remained rock-hard, saluting in submission to the three hot mistresses. Her stiletto snapped up, driving his testicles into his abdomen. It only took a few seconds for them to descend again. The blackhead had released him from knife point, because she wanted to get involved with the beat down. She pulled some handcuffs out of her pants, and handcuffed Jim’s hands behind his back. She then shoved him to the floor.

“Would you like to go first, Sophie?”

“Sure.” The brunette and blonde held Jim’s legs apart in a ‘V’. Sophie, the blackhead, kicked him hard in the balls about fifteen times with her steel toed stilettos. Those first fifteen kicks were hell for Nicholas, shooting pain up his abdomen. Each kick felt like it was killing him, making him drift into unconsciousness until the next one woke him up again. Each kick caused his pain to multiply tenfold until his entire being was nothing but pain. After that each blow only sent his mind into further delirium. Sophie got down between his legs, and grabbed each swollen testicle between her fists. She squeezed down on them like they were grapes, nearly crushing them.

“Ok, who wants to go next?”

“I will,” the blonde volunteered. The blackhead took a hold of Nicholas’s leg, and the blonde took Sophie’s place. She viciously alternated kicking and stomping on his swollen, bruised balls. She kicked him about twenty times and stomped him another twenty times. His testicles were black and blue, bleeding internally. Now it was the brunette's turn. She squatted, smiling innocently at Nicholas. She started stroking his big dick before standing back up again. 

"Not today big guy."

She was rougher than her two counterparts. She put much more force into her kicks. She kicked him about thirty times and stomped down hard on his nuts about twenty times. All the girls were laughing at him when they were done, as Nicholas lay there, unable to move, even to protect himself. As a joke Sophie kicked him one last time. He didn’t even try to block it, because he was unable to move.

“Does anybody have to use the bathroom before we leave?”

“I do,” Sophie said.

“Okay. Oh, by the way, in case you haven’t realised it, you’re gonna be our bathroom tonight,” the blonde informed Nicholas. “If you don’t like, we’ll cut off your balls. She held a blade up to his swollen balls, to ensure his obedience.

Sophie pulled down her leather pants, and positioned her legs around Nicholas’s face. She squatted down on his face, and positioned her urethra over his mouth. “You better not spill a drop or you’ll lose a nut,” Sophie warned him. Nicholas was disgusted yet his erection throbbing harder still, oblivious to the complaints of its owner. The urine began spilling into his mouth, and he was absolutely mortified. He tried to swallow it, but began choking after a few cups. After that it spilled over his face and onto the ground. She finally finished pissing.

“Ok, now, I do have to use the bathroom too,” the blonde said. Sophie put her pants on as the blonde took hers off. The brunette had Nicholas’s balls at knife point now. The blonde squatted down on Nicholas’s face, and positioned her anus over his mouth. Nicholas tried to turn his head away.

“Swallow all of this or we’ll castrate you.” Nicholas believed her, so he opened his mouth, and put it around her butthole. The shit started coming out, and the stunner raised her ass up above his face, as she squeezed out the last bit of it. Nicholas was gagging but swallowing her faeces little by little. Eventually none of it was sticking out above his mouth, and they put duct tape over it, trapping his mouth closed.

“Well, he did good swallowing the shit, but I don’t like him. Let’s castrate him, girls.” Nicholas struggled to escape but the girls pinned him down. The blonde sat on his legs and casually pulled out her knife.

“Nah, this would be too bloody, let’s do it the quick way.” The girls knew exactly what she meant and turned him over onto his stomach. They forced his legs apart and tied a string tightly around his testicles.

“Say goodnight, boy,” the blonde taunted, as she set his balls against the cement. She turned her back to his balls, and lifted her stiletto up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down on Nicholas ’s testicles, smashing them into the cement, effectively turning them to cream. He screamed bloody murder as he felt his baby makers creamed. As she raised her foot, she felt a sense of satisfaction. She had emasculated this man, as she had done with many others before.

Nicholas passed out when his balls were crushed. The girls hogtied him and put him in the trunk of his own car. They drove him to the roof of the garage, where nobody would be until the next morning. They left him there at around midnight and drove his car away to get new plates, and a new paint job.

Nicholas woke up a few hours later, cold and naked, with the taste of shit in his mouth. He could not do anything but wait. He thought he would freeze to death. He wasn’t sure if he still had testicles. He could feel a lot of pain emanating from his crotch, so he hoped that meant he still had them. He didn’t sleep the rest of the night. He only tried to survive.

A car finally parked on the top level where he was. He saw a figure of a businesswoman step out. He realised it was his boss. She saw him tied up there and didn’t know what had happened. She called 911 but didn’t bother helping him by taking his duct tape off or anything. She was frankly disgusted by this.

In the emergency room, Nicholas learned that his testicles had been completely crushed and that it would be impossible to save them. The remains of his testicles were surgically removed. After the surgery, he was finally able to talk to the police. He described his car to them and prayed they would be able to find it because his insurance wouldn’t cover the theft. He called his bank and all his credit card companies to find that his bank account had been emptied of all the twenty thousand dollars he had saved in there. All of his credit cards were maxed out, and he was stuck paying all of it. His total debt on the credit cards was somewhere around sixty thousand dollars. He called into work to explain everything, and was told that he was no longer employed there due to his poor attendance, although the real reason was because of how disgusted his boss was with him. The police never found his car, and he ended up getting evicted from his apartment, due to his inability to find a job. He had no-one to fall back on, and began living in a homeless shelter.

He had been homeless for a few years when a car drove slowly up to him at night. He could see it was his old Mercedes. The car came to a stop right in front of where he was sitting on the sidewalk. The window rolled down and the girls that robbed him looked at him. They were trying to tell if it really was him. 

“Thanks for the car, eunuch!” they yelled. They started laughing.

“Bye, loser!”