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Have a Ball in ArubaThe “Have a Ball In Aruba” Club Poor Dave didn’t realize that the wives liked Aruba for more than just the beachesAs I was packing I couldn’t help being uneasy. My wife Mary could see it in myface and tried to bring me out of it. ” your going to have a great time,you’ll see “. ” it will be almost like going there for the first time all overagain “. I looked at her and tried to smile but it didn’t work. ” look, you’llmeet all those other guys that you use to see having fun at the other end ofthe pool area, the ones that kinda keep to themselves but had a good timewithout always guzzling beer after beer and checking out every women with atrim ass! “. I know, your right, it’s just going to be a BIG adjustment forme. I think I’m going to find it much more difficult to meet the women face toface than the men, I mean , hell, I can only remember some of the ladies but Iknow there was a room full!! I’ll think every women I talk to or even walk bywill have been there that night. “Look Dave, if they were there than they knowhow to handle themselves, they’ll be very understanding, and if they weren’tthen it won’t matter, right”. I guess your right.”Dave, did you see my little beach pouch, you know, the one you gave me!!”.Very funny, I really didn’t have much choice did I, and ” no ” I didn’t seeit. I think you had it last time you went out with your girl friends, you knowhow you like to tell them it was a present from me.The flight down from Boston takes about 6 1/2 hours, I started to read a bookbut soon found myself half daydreaming and looking out the window. I startedto think back about last years trip down to our time-share and how that andthe five trips before it were different than this flight back. This time I’llbe a whole different man!Last year everything started out the same. We arrived at the Aruba Beacharound 3:00 o’clock in the afternoon. It took a little longer because thistime I rented a car for the week at the airport, I thought I’d get some golfin this trip if I could get an early or a late tee time, trying to play in themiddle of the is like playing in the Sahara desert.We arrived at our room and I did my disappearing act while Mary unpacked allthe bags. I headed for the pool bar. I remember seeing old friends on the way,especially Julie, she was one sweet little piece of ass! She had short blackhair, the cutest face, big dimples and a perpetual smile. Her body was almosttoo muscular to be girlish. I was told by Mary that she teaches tennis. Mostmen would like to have her arm and leg muscles, although she wasn’t that tall,about 5 feet I guessed. I remember Mary telling me she was 38 years old, boy,she didn’t even look 28 with those firm breasts and tight ass! I remember howshe flirted with me, touching and patting my stomach, telling me how it lookedlike I trimmed down since she saw me last year. I remember thinking how I’dlove to have that little pixie on top of me riding my cock, oh well, thingschange. Boy, how they change!1I remember meeting Mary later as she was talking with some of her old friends,actually she only became friendly with most of them just last year which kindof surprised me because Mary wasn’t one to mix easily. It seemed kind ofstrange to me at the time when they all greeted me so warmly, hugging me andkissing my cheek when I hardly knew them.The next day I remember Mary starting on me to go golfing seeing as how Idragged my clubs all the way down from Boston. Thinking back, it was more heridea for me to bring them in the first place. I tried calling the only club onthe island with no luck, unless I was willing to play mid-day, which I wasn’t.The early and late times where all taken by club regulars, the rich businessmen from Venezuela. Mary said I should ask Julie if she could speak to someoneat the club, she had made friends with a very wealthy lady there that couldmost likely get me in. I didn’t at first but after another day of trying Iagreed that it was probably the only way I would get to play. It was all setafter only one phone call. I was on the list to play the next day at 5:00 inthe afternoon.When I arrived at the course I remember thinking that I would probably bepaired up with someone. I can remember how shocked I was when I found out itwas the rich bitch that Julie had called to get me in at this time. After theintroductions and I found out her name was Rose, short for a long Spanishname, we hit the links. She played well and we made small talk as walked. Shewas polite and congenial in a business sort of way but she never really smiledthe whole time we played.When we were finishing the last hole she surprised me by asking me to herhouse near the club to cool of with a cold drink. I wasn’t physicallyattracted to her, she was of average looks and older than my 39 years, Iguessed her to be late 40’s, and she really had to work on her personality butI thought it might get me back in to the club for one more round of golfbefore I go home.I remember being impressed with the house as we drove through the gates. Shetook me around to the back that had a large patio with a pool and a Jacuzzi. Iremember telling her that the pool looked great, to bad I didn’t have anyswimming trunks. She told never mind about the trunks, “I’ve seen men’spenis’s before”. With that she left to make us drinks. Left alone I rememberthinking ” what the hell, I’m a grown boy”, with that I striped and jumpedinto the pool. When she return with the drinks she surprised me again, Ithought for sure she would join me in the pool, but instead brought the drinkto me and then sat in a chair and just watched me as I swam around.The first drink went fast because of the heat of the day and the golf game andshe said she would make another. As she got up to get it I remember hertelling me to try the Jacuzzi.2While she was gone I jumped from the pool to the Jacuzzi. The water was warmerthan the pool but I figured it would help leg muscles that were sore afterclimbing the hilly course. Soon she returned with the drinks and like beforeshe gave me mine and returned to her chair. I remember starting to down thesecond drink fast like the first one when it hit me. I remember every thinggetting fuzzy although I was still conscious. Everything seemed to be gettingvery warm, it was if the water temperature was going up fast!After some time of me cooking like a lobster, two women from inside the housecame over to me and told me to get out. I tried to stand but I remember myleg’s feeling like rubber. The two of them grabbed me under the arms and helplift me from the Jacuzzi and brought me over to my host. Standing in front ofher with the help of the two women, she looked me over, then reached out andcupped my hanging balls in her hand and canlı bahis said something like ” I’ll have youback again for dinner”. Then she stretched them out with one hand and in theother she held something that was sparking electricity ( later I guessed it astun gun) with that she placed one electrode on each nut then looked up at meand smiled then pressed the trigger.When I came to I was in an old building lying on a rough table. I was barelyhalf conscious but three things I could make out or feel. 1. the room wasunbelievably hot, at least 100 degrees. 2. there were a lot of people near me.and 3. they were just finishing shaving my cock and balls. I remember a womensaying lets get him to the wall before he comes too any more. With that Icould feel dozen’s of hands get me off the table and walk me to a bigger room.I was held with my back against a wall while a strap was pulled around mymidsection trapping my arms to my sides. It was a very uncomfortable positionbecause I was forced to bend my knees because of two blocks of wood attachedto the wall just above my shoulders. Next my feet were spread apart and tiedto rings attached to the floor. The one thing that I didn’t notice until laterwas the two small metal bar’s under each arm pit.Once I was secured in place the women called out and the room before me filledwith women, all talking and laughing. Some waved to me, I heard a few call myname ” hi Dave “, others just looked at me and smiled.I stood there slowly coming back to reality trying to make sense of it all.Two months after going home all the piece’s of the puzzle were put togetherfor me by Mary and I can see everything was done for a reason.3It seems years ago when my “golf partner ” Rose was a girl of 15 years old shewas ****d by her drunken father on a regular bases until she ran away when shewas 17. Over the year’s she became wealthy and powerful. She started gettingback at men by bringing them to her home and brutally castrating them. Withher money she could buy off local officials in Venezuela. When she built thebig house on Aruba she needed to continue her work! She found that anoccasional tourist would do! Usually someone at one of the many local bars,drunk and trying to score with one of the local women. They were most alwaysnoticed by the local men which fit into her plan, for when they were found thenext day minus there balls it was thought to be the work of a pissed offboyfriend. Strange thing though, every so often she would hear back fromdifferent people that when the couple returned the following year for theretime-share week, the wife was happy about the new arrangement.This started her thinking of a way to satisfy her perverted needs with anendless supply of swinging testicles and at the same time make for some veryhappy wives. She started this whole thing, her new ” wives club ” about sevenyears ago. It was slow to get going the first four years, because it had to bedone very discreetly, but soon more and more ladies were returning and talkingabout it. A new candidate had to be brought into the group very carefully, butonce they were confidant that the wife was ready, it was amazing how easy itwas to set up the whole plan to have there husband ” fixed “.So here I was, strapped to this wall with my cock and balls shaved sweating myass off.If I wasn’t so scared and confused I would have thought I was at ” bingo night”. I tried to talk to them to let me go, what did they think they were doing!They ignored me for the most part. When I started to yell a couple of womencame from the side over to me and tried to calm me down. They told me it wouldstart in a couple of minutes and that I should just try to get through it allthe best I could! “Get through what” I screamed.Just then Julie came over to me with her big smile and looking cute as abutton wearing shorts and a bikini top. I pleaded with her to get me out ofthis. She just hugged me and kissed my cheek and told me to be strong! Iremember her telling me it was going to hurt a lot and that it would takeabout a half an hour but that I would be fine when it was done.She told me that every one of the ladies get a turn and that it was here’s.She started to look for a candidate last year out of three husbands and thatshe finally picked me. I remember her telling me that Mary was all for it butthe wives are not allowed to be there the night of there husbandsrearrangement but that she was to one last year when we were here. I asked herwhat the hell are you talking about? What are you people going to do?4Dave, just listen to me and try to stay calm if you can because nothing isgoing to change the outcome.We have this building that’s far from any people so nobody can hear you yell.We keep the place closed up all day so that the temperature is really hot. Weneed to have your balls really loose and soft. Dave your going to lose yourballs tonight!!I remember looking at her in disbelief. Dave, this will hurt a great deal, butit will be over in about a half an hour. Your just going to have to getthrough it the best you can. The sooner you resign yourself to the fact thatyour not going to leave here with them the better.I remember being in shock. Julie I asked, I thought you liked me, why are youdoing this!She told me she did like me, a lot, but that wasn’t the point. She told methat none of the wives did this out of anger, but that there relationship withthere husbands would be much better. That without the need to keep performingthe sex act with there wives as they age and there drive keeps diminishing,the men are much happier. The wife on the other hand will continue tomasturbate as always since most did anyway after there husbands left themfrustrated by climaxing way to fast. She told me Mary’s favorite way was topress her pussy against the corner of the washing machine and set it to spincycle.I remember standing there stunned by what I was hearing. I can still feel theheat of the room and my body covered with sweat. My legs were starting to getsore from being bent, the blocks above my shoulders keep me from standing up.I tried to slid down to the floor and straighten my legs out but I found themetal bars under my arm pits had a dull edge that dug into my soft flesh.I remember another women close to me that Julie said was named Sue, and thatshe would be helping her. Sue was drying the sweet from my face and giving mewater to drink and every so often speak words of encouragement to me, alwayswith a gentle smile on her face. I tried looking around the room for someoneto help me out of this mess. Most of the women looked to be in the midthirty’s to mid fifties. I saw four or five of them that I recognized seeingaround the pool or at the beech. When I called out for help most of bahis siteleri themignored me, a few just waved and smiled.5The next thing I remember is Julie coming back to me carrying a small benchwhich she placed on the floor in front of me.Next she told me what it was she was going to do to me and why.Dave, I know this is going to sound really bad to you and in the short term itis. What the ladies club has done is make this into somewhat of a contest forus women. It’s awfully painful for you guy’s but it’s only for a couple ofday’s then you start felling better. We try to justify the pain as temporary,much like a women having a baby and plenty of gals have more then one. So theend justifies the means.Now for how we do it. First I’m going to oil your balls up real good with babyoil. That let’s my hands slid down your scrotum fast and easy. See the objectof the game is to keep pulling on them to get them to hang down more and theone that gets them the lowest gets the title of the “best ball puller”. I’vebeen runner up for the last two years now and I’m getting tired of it. I wantto be “number 1”. What I’ve got to do is try to rip the tubes and ducts thatrun from your testicles to your internal organs free. We try to put as muchstrain on your lower stomach muscles as possible that’s why your strapped thatway with your legs bent. First Sue and I will masturbate you until you climax,enjoy it, it will be you last one. That will relax the internal organs. Thatwill get things started. From then on I’ll give you a hard kick to the stomachbefore each pull. But don’t worry we’ll stop a couple of times for you torest.I know this seem’s like a lot for you to go through, and it is when you thinkall we really need to do is just snip them off, but this is our big night out,every timeshare week there’s a whole other group of wives doing the same thingall over again. This will hurt for a couple of days but then you’ll live amuch better life after it’s over and you’ll adjust, trust me.So why don’t we get started Dave, try not to tense up to much and they’ll pullfree with less pain.OK big guy, are you ready.With that I remember her sitting down on the bench that was place the long waygoing away from me. Her legs straddled on each side. She leaned back on thebench to measure the distance for her arms to reach. When she was satisfiedshe sat up and put some more oil on her hands and rubbed them fast to warmthem up.Sue took the towel and gave my face one last rub.6Julie’s fingers circled my scrotum just above my balls and pulled them down,firm but not hard. Come on, try to relax baby, it will go faster.With that, Sue started to play with my cock, rubbing and pulling my foreskinback. With my sensitive head uncovered she rubbed an oily finger over it. Itdidn’t take to long for me to have an erection to which the ladies all cheeredand clapped. Julie started rubbing and massaging my poor balls. Her hands feltwonderful as she played with them as they hung free, soft and venerable fromthe heat of the room.I remember looking at Sue and how she looked like any typical soccer mom. Itried to imagine her driving a minivan to pick up her k**s. I tried to thinkof anything to keep from cumming.I think I held out for about ten minuets before I could feel myself buildingto a release. Julie could see it to. She could see and feel my balls startingto pull up. She looked up at Sue and smiled, then got a firm hold of myscrotum above my soon to be destroyed nuts.Sue used both hands, one to hold cock up out of the way, and the other to rubmy purple head. With no more will power left I shot my first load into Sue’shand. As my second spurt started to drench her again and I felt Julie’s handstighten, her feet left the floor and ended up on my stomach, then with all herstrength she pulled back using her arms and legs.Unbelievable pain shoot through my lower mid-section. It felt like my insidewere ripping apart. Julie didn’t let up, she started to push harder with firsther left foot then her right, back and forth, ripping both sides. I blackedout for a few minuets only to come to with Sue wiping my brow with a cold wetcloth. My groin was on fire. Julie was down inspecting her work. She looked upat me when she realized I was conscious.How we doing Dave, hang in there. I remember her telling me we made a greatteam, we did real good on the first pull. I remember looking down while shestretched my balls out to see. I was shocked to see how far out they went! Ithink it was about 10 or 12 inches.The thing I remember that was strange was that my balls didn’t hurt very muchcompared to my groin and stomach. It felt like a hot iron was inside me.OK baby, lets give them another little tug, OK.Sue, put the cold towel in my mouth, see if that helps him.With that Julie got hold of my nuts again and without fanfare just leaned backand started pulling again. Once she got her feet into position on my stomachshe started to pull with her arms and push with her feet. Then without warningshe lifted one foot while pushing with the other, and slammed it into mymid-section. I could feel the attack again on my internal organs. I tried toscream be the towel trapped it. Again Julie pulled from side to side rippingme apart. Again I blacked out.77Again I was brought back to life by Sue. I think this was where they gave me arest break. I remember Julie going to get something to drink from one of theother ladies while all the women in the audience cheered and clapped.While Julie took a break Sue stayed with me, wiping my face and giving mewater to drink. She took care of me like a mother with a sick c***d. As wewaited for Julie to return Sue reached down and lifted my hanging balls in herhands to show me. She lifted them past my cock up to my bellybutton with ease.I looked at them and started to weep.She tried to console me and I yelled at her to get away from me. At that pointshe just looked at me and with a smile on her face she dropped my balls andstepped back. As my nuts fell to the end of the cords they swung between mylegs and into the wall. I remember crying out in pain as they came to rest.Sue came back and asked me if I was going to be a good boy from now on. All Icould do was nod my head, yes.Julie came back and started to talk to me like we just finished a coffee brakeat work.All right hon, this will be the last big yank on those poor nuts baby. I’msorry it hurts so much but it will be over soon. The rules say they can onlybe given three strong pulls.This one will be every bit of strength I have Dave so I’m going to put thetowel back in your mouth, I don’t want you to bit your tongue you’ll be soreenough without that to add to it!Then I remember her asking me, Dave do you think you’d like to try and cum onelast güvenilir bahis time because shortly after this I’ll be cutting them off. I remember justlooking at her and shacking my head “no”.OK then lets do it! I could feel my legs killing me as I tried to lift my bodyweight up to keep the metal from digging into my underarms. Julie went aboutrubbing more oil on her hands and up and down my elongated ball sack, I thinkI even remember her humming a song all the while.All set Dave! With that she lifted the two round swollen pieces of flesh toher lips and kissed them for luck. After all this was her only chance for awhole year to be crowned “Number 1”. She looked up at me and her infectioussmile was gone. The look in her eye’s was one of shear determination developedfrom years of competition on the tennis courts. All the women became quiet asthey watched this little lady do her stuff. Julie was built perfectly for thejob at hand (no pun intended). She had the strength, she had the short buildwhich let her fit perfectly in front of the man with her feet in position onhis stomach, and she had the competitive spirit.8With her feet in position she lend forward grasping my dangling sack at thetop just underneath my prick.A low chant started to come from the women as she concentrated. “pull, pull,pull, pull”All of a sudden she uncoiled backwards her legs straight out, her arms flexingback, with teeth clenched, this little lady was lifting herself right of thebench!I could feel parts of me coming free inside. My nuts had long lost therefeeling but the pain within me was unbelievable. She was almost reaching herchin with my poor things before I started to go u*********s with the chantingringing in my head “PULL, PULL, PULL, PULL”!!I remember coming to and seeing Julie’s faithful sidekick Sue waiving smellingsalts under my nose. Over my head and around my neck were cold towels. Iremember seeing all the women standing and having drinks in there hands whilethey chatted and joked with one another.There was a narrow board between my legs propped up by the bench with my nowpurple balls laid out on it. I remember thinking “what is she going to do now,iron them”.Julie came up to me and said ” that’s it hon, the worst is over”. One of theother ladies already took the measurement but let me show you how we do it.See how the board is marked off like a ruler, we simply stretch these poorthings out and see how far they reach. I can easily pull yours down to 25inches.I won’t know until the last week in March if WE won! Keep your fingers crossedand I’ll call you wife as soon as I know.The rest is easy Dave, OK girls lets take a seat so every one can see.As soon as everyone was ready Sue dropped the narrow board down at an angle soeveryone could see. Julie took some heavy thread and tightly made three turnsaround my scrotum as close to the base of my dick as possible.Next I remember Sue bringing out a metal pale with hot charcoal in it. On topof the coals was a small cleaver.I looked around the room and remember seeing the women, some leaning forwardin there chairs, others with there legs crossed bouncing the top foot at afast pace, I remember thinking how I had always had imagined that girls couldmasturbate that way.Are we ready ladies! With that she took the red hot cleaver from the bucket,and while Sue lifted my penis out of the way, she made one chop and it wasdone!I remember her leaving the side of the knife against the end of the cut tocoteries it. I watched my balls as they slid down the board to the floor. Marytold me later they don’t cut them if the husband is u*********s because theyfeel the man adjust’s better if he actually see’s them being removed.9Sue picked up my severed testicles and brought them to Julie. She held them upfor all the ladies to watch as she got hold of what was left of my sperm ductsand slid the scrotum down to exposed my former balls! She handed the bag ofskin to Sue to wash in a cleaning solution as she took the testicles over tothe board and cut of the long tubes trailing from the balls, then she rinsedthem in water to clean them before dropping them into a jar filled with oliveoil and seasoning. I remember hearing her say to Sue “she’s going to love thispair, there really swelled up nice and big”. She held the jar with my manhoodfloating inside up to my face and told me to say “goodbye” to them.Mary told me later that there given to “Rose” who has the gross ritual ofcooking them when she collects a dozen of them, about every six weeks. Most ofthe wives don’t go for the idea but her money and influence keeps the localpolice and government away.I remember her giving the jar to Sue who held the jar high in the air as shewalked away, and yelling back to me “say goodbye the them Dave”. A few of theof the women in the room were yelling also, ” bye bye balls “.Julie called to a couple of the women to help her get me out of the strap andin into a chair. As they released the buckle my weight started to fall on themetal bars under my arms but the two women held me up and brought me to thechair. I remember my body being in pain from my knees to my neck.Julie came over to me and rubbed me down with a cool clean towel, giving mehugs and telling me how good I was, how I got through it like “a real man”. Iremember her saying that in time it will all seem like a distant nightmare andwith each passing week the male hormones will leave my system and I’ll adjustto a whole new set of feelings and emotions and when I see here next year Iwon’t hate her, I’ll be glad to see her.She told me that now the women were going to take me to the hospital and dropme of outside the emergency door and someone would come and bring me inside togive an examination but usually the guy’s are their overnight and released thenext day. They know someone will be dropped off , there is just about everyweek, they just don’t know what night. They’ll fill out a report and give itto the police and the police will lose it so save your breath. By the timeit’s ready for you to go home you’ll be doing better, you’ll have go it alonethough because Mary has flown back this afternoon while you were at golf. Itworks out better that way. It will be difficult the first couple of months butalways remember that Mary loves you very much and that this was done to betteryour marriage.Trust me Dave, in 6 months your going to be a very happy person again. I’llsee ya next year Tiger. With that she left.Everything happened as she said, and here I am flying back with Mary besideme.Oh yea, the little beach pouch I GAVE her, You guessed it, my nut sack. Theygive it to a local women who tan’s hide’s for handbag’s etc., and she adds acolorful design, attaches a pull string and returns it to be presented to thewife.By the way, Julie called Mary back in April to tell her we didn’t make firstplace! So if any of you men don’t want to be Julie’s team partner, keep thosenuts close to your body!See you in Aruba guys”10

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