The Journal of Gabriel - Part I
January 20th:
I've been captured by the female warriors of the land of Miede, and escorted to the Duchess of Marto's castle. The castle walls gave off a vibe from afar - and it's all confirmed as soon as you walk in. It's dreadful. The duchess has no honor - and shows no mercy. The first thing that I got was a list of duties to complete today, and then I was introduced to the servant that I was to replace. The Duchess explained that this man had failed to perform his duties in a timely manner. Then the duchess grabbed the former servant by the balls - and a shrill scream escaped from his mouth as he was drug away into another room... I wondered what was going on in there, until I heard a scream so loud that it could shatter glass. I wasn't sure what had become of him, but I was sure of the fact that I wasn't going to make the same mistake he did. I immediately began tackling the list, and finally found my way to my quarters, so that I could write this entry.
January 21st:
I'm so glad to be back in my cell, writing in my journal. As long as it means I'm not out at work - Today, I was ordered to gather strawberries from the fields for the ball tonight. The Duchess made it absolutely clear that only the finest berries were to be picked - that she was to invite some of the most important figures of the Matriarchy. Most notably, her majesty the great Queen Diane of Frostbrook, and Princess Esme of Ardenboro. The Duchess wanted to make her guests at home, so the servants, myself included, were forced to work without clothing today, as for the duchess to flaunt her fine male servants. We were ordered to be at the mercy of the royal guests. After all, we are only mere men, and these are some of the most prestigious women in the world.While I was serving dinner, Queen Diane stopped me with a swift grab to my balls. My heart dropped - had I agitated her? If I did I was sure to be a goner! I just prayed that I didn't piss off the queen. "These balls are very plump". She said. "I would like them in my soup tomorrow." Is this QUEEN so important that she gets to simply take a man's manhood for the sake of one meal? Apparently so! A female servant came and guided me to the kitchen. I was moved to the cutting board. The female servant grabbed my manhood and laid it out over the board. I was terrified at the idea of losing my balls that day, but I must be honest - the feeling of a woman's touch on my penis and balls was still exciting. She lifted the knife, and I closed my eyes... waiting for the chop. When suddenly, I hear a voice... A beautiful voice. "Wait!". I look up, wondering who it was. It was princess Esme of Ardenboro. She instructed the servant to unhand me and leave us to be alone. Her will was done. When I asked what the meaning of this was, Esme explained that these plump balls were not to be in the queen's soup, but in her palace. While we were talking, another male servant was passing with a tray of food. The princess stopped him, took him to the cutting board, and sliced off his whole package - penis and all. I've never seen such gruesome practice before... There was something utterly sick about these women... Perhaps I have traveled to the wrong kingdom? Who knows. The princess threw the other servant's manhood in the Queen's soup, and through his writhing body into the pile of writing eunuchs, who she explained would "Get over it sooner or later".
January 22nd:
I'm not sure where I am, but I'm guessing the princess came through with her promise... Even though I've seen her commit an act of evil... I still had a hope that she would be a nice princess. A princess that would treat her servants right. A very naive hope, considering I was tied down to a stretcher with my arms and legs spread. After a few moments, the princess entered the room. She came down to the rack I was tied to and got close to my manhood. She touched my package all over, carefully inspecting each and every inch of it. "This is beautiful. Just what I needed!" she said delightfully. When I asked her what she needed, she explained that she needed a mate. Initially, I thought it was wonderful - even though I was a slave, I was THE slave that was to put his seed into royalty! And I got to fuck the princess! Little did I know that the princess has a lot of unique mating practices. The first thing she did was grab ahold of my balls with a death grip, and then she squeezed them with such an insane force, I couldn't help but holler at the top of my lungs in intense pain. When I was done with my first scream, she released my balls and said "Yup, you'll need a little bit of practice if that's how you react to a soft squeeze!". A soft squeeze? That's what she calls it? I'm doomed!
January 23d:
Oh lord, I'm glad to be back in my quarters again... It's the only part of the day where I can find rest.. I wake up and immediately make my way to a dark dungeon, where I wait until the princess feels like coming to torture me more. Today, I was forced to lay on my back, and my legs were tied up and spread. I had no idea what was to come next. After laying on my back for what felt like hours, the princess came in, fully nude. It was an incredible sight! Everything about the princess was perfect! Her breasts, her buttocks, her stomach, and her snatch... all to die for. I couldn't help myself! My penis began growing in size dramatically from the sight of such a beautiful woman in my presence. But as soon as my dick grew hard, I felt a thump and a numb sensation in my crotch. As a few seconds went by, I came to realize that I had just taken a brutal stomp to the crotch. My balls began to burn like fire, and my dick went limp in an instant. All I could do was squirm and scream. Stomp, after stomp, after stomp... I began to lost consciousness.. All I remember now is a few split second images of her beautiful legs flying up and down into my crotch. Now that I'm back in my quarters, I can just rest... Rest is so wonderful. I never noticed that until now. I've also just noticed that my balls have dramatically increased in size. It's kinda fun to play with my big ol' honkers. But it also hurts like hell to play with them. Even with it hurting, I still feel the need to do it. I just can't stop thinking of how beautiful the princess was as she tortured me... It's sick, but I'm feeling the need to masturbate right now...
Back from masturbating - Oh how much it hurt when my balls swung as I stroked my penis... Definitely the most painful orgasm I've ever had...
January 24th:
Today, the princess found my seed on the floor of my cell. She says that if I cannot respect her by not touching myself, then will be forced to respect her. This time around, my penis was the prime target of the torture. It hurts so much I cannot even touch it, let alone think of masturbating. She put my penis on a cutting board and stomped it until it turned purple... All before she began on my balls... Each time she kicked my balls, my bruised penis slapped my belly, causing an extreme sensation of mixed pains.. Even though I hated when they squeezed my balls, today it was a relief when she decided to squeeze them. At least when she was squeezing my BALLS, my penis wasn't involved in the pain! Unfortunately, she soon figured that out, and began squeezing my penis at the same time. That was the most brutal of all the treatment that I recieved.
January 25th:
Thankfully, today the princess was easier on my penis than the other day... The torture was centered solely on my balls, even if the pain was in my penis as well. Before the princess gave me my torture today, I asked her when I got to be her "mate". She explained that no man is worthy of reproducing with a woman of nobility unless he can prove that he can take her hardest blows without reacting at all. And if his balls are still potent enough to produce a seed by that point, then he has proven his will to reproduce with such a woman. It made some sense, though it would make more sense if I had a choice in the matter. But that's not Miede. Men have no say here. The princess stood above me, and ground my balls into the floor until they almost looked flat, and I worked as best I could to not scream. I was unsuccessful. I was successful at getting a glimpse of the princess's fine buttocks though!
January 26th:
I'm not sure whose balls are hanging below my penis, but they can't be mine! They are red, and twice the size they used to be. They carry so much weight it feels awkward to move. It even hurts to move. When my balls swing into my leg, pain envelopes my body... Today was not an easy day to live through. The princess squeezed my balls with her mightiest grip for several minutes at a time. I couldn't help but be turned on by the way she laughed so delightfully as she dug her fingers deeper and deeper into my manhood, making my "balls" look more like "bags of goo". She's so beautiful. At least I get to look at her while I take my punishment. That's a benefit...
January 22nd:
I'm not sure where I am, but I'm guessing the princess came through with her promise... Even though I've seen her commit an act of evil... I still had a hope that she would be a nice princess. A princess that would treat her servants right. A very naive hope, considering I was tied down to a stretcher with my arms and legs spread. After a few moments, the princess entered the room. She came down to the rack I was tied to and got close to my manhood. She touched my package all over, carefully inspecting each and every inch of it. "This is beautiful. Just what I needed!" she said delightfully. When I asked her what she needed, she explained that she needed a mate. Initially, I thought it was wonderful - even though I was a slave, I was THE slave that was to put his seed into royalty! And I got to fuck the princess! Little did I know that the princess has a lot of unique mating practices. The first thing she did was grab ahold of my balls with a death grip, and then she squeezed them with such an insane force, I couldn't help but holler at the top of my lungs in intense pain. When I was done with my first scream, she released my balls and said "Yup, you'll need a little bit of practice if that's how you react to a soft squeeze!". A soft squeeze? That's what she calls it? I'm doomed!
January 23d:
Oh lord, I'm glad to be back in my quarters again... It's the only part of the day where I can find rest.. I wake up and immediately make my way to a dark dungeon, where I wait until the princess feels like coming to torture me more. Today, I was forced to lay on my back, and my legs were tied up and spread. I had no idea what was to come next. After laying on my back for what felt like hours, the princess came in, fully nude. It was an incredible sight! Everything about the princess was perfect! Her breasts, her buttocks, her stomach, and her snatch... all to die for. I couldn't help myself! My penis began growing in size dramatically from the sight of such a beautiful woman in my presence. But as soon as my dick grew hard, I felt a thump and a numb sensation in my crotch. As a few seconds went by, I came to realize that I had just taken a brutal stomp to the crotch. My balls began to burn like fire, and my dick went limp in an instant. All I could do was squirm and scream. Stomp, after stomp, after stomp... I began to lost consciousness.. All I remember now is a few split second images of her beautiful legs flying up and down into my crotch. Now that I'm back in my quarters, I can just rest... Rest is so wonderful. I never noticed that until now. I've also just noticed that my balls have dramatically increased in size. It's kinda fun to play with my big ol' honkers. But it also hurts like hell to play with them. Even with it hurting, I still feel the need to do it. I just can't stop thinking of how beautiful the princess was as she tortured me... It's sick, but I'm feeling the need to masturbate right now...
Back from masturbating - Oh how much it hurt when my balls swung as I stroked my penis... Definitely the most painful orgasm I've ever had...
January 24th:
Today, the princess found my seed on the floor of my cell. She says that if I cannot respect her by not touching myself, then will be forced to respect her. This time around, my penis was the prime target of the torture. It hurts so much I cannot even touch it, let alone think of masturbating. She put my penis on a cutting board and stomped it until it turned purple... All before she began on my balls... Each time she kicked my balls, my bruised penis slapped my belly, causing an extreme sensation of mixed pains.. Even though I hated when they squeezed my balls, today it was a relief when she decided to squeeze them. At least when she was squeezing my BALLS, my penis wasn't involved in the pain! Unfortunately, she soon figured that out, and began squeezing my penis at the same time. That was the most brutal of all the treatment that I recieved.
January 25th:
Thankfully, today the princess was easier on my penis than the other day... The torture was centered solely on my balls, even if the pain was in my penis as well. Before the princess gave me my torture today, I asked her when I got to be her "mate". She explained that no man is worthy of reproducing with a woman of nobility unless he can prove that he can take her hardest blows without reacting at all. And if his balls are still potent enough to produce a seed by that point, then he has proven his will to reproduce with such a woman. It made some sense, though it would make more sense if I had a choice in the matter. But that's not Miede. Men have no say here. The princess stood above me, and ground my balls into the floor until they almost looked flat, and I worked as best I could to not scream. I was unsuccessful. I was successful at getting a glimpse of the princess's fine buttocks though!
January 26th:
I'm not sure whose balls are hanging below my penis, but they can't be mine! They are red, and twice the size they used to be. They carry so much weight it feels awkward to move. It even hurts to move. When my balls swing into my leg, pain envelopes my body... Today was not an easy day to live through. The princess squeezed my balls with her mightiest grip for several minutes at a time. I couldn't help but be turned on by the way she laughed so delightfully as she dug her fingers deeper and deeper into my manhood, making my "balls" look more like "bags of goo". She's so beautiful. At least I get to look at her while I take my punishment. That's a benefit...
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