Offense

You figure that the robot is... well it’s a robot, so it must only be able to do so much, so you figure if you attack it head on you could knock it over or something. You charge at it quickly and try and tackle it. The tackle works as the robot falls over, and you think it’s over until the doctor smirks over at you. “You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you?” He asks. You don’t know what he means until the robot whirs again. You look down to see what’s happening but it’s too late. The robot’s fist had opened and closed back onto your sac. You try to get away, but it treats you like the **** criminals it’s designed for. Meaning that you know exactly what’s in store for you. First, and grabs and squeezes. Mercilessly. Next was the twist, except since the hand wasn’t bound by a side joint, it twists your sac more than 5 times, to where your balls are pushed to the smallest possible spot. By this point you’re already screaming with tears rolling down your cheeks. But it’s not over yet. Last is the yank, and boy does that robot yank. It yanks hard while still squeezing and twisting, sending you in a world of pain. The chair that had bound you before finally comes back and bounds your arms so that maximum pressure could be done, and your sac stretches dangerously far. By the end of it, your balls are over a foot away from your cock, until finally you hear a terrifying

*RRRRIP*

As a knife like feeling floods your crotch. You look down to see your bleeding sac, and he robot standing a few feet away with your balls in its hand. The hand clenches what’s left of your sac, and you see it close completely. And open up again to reveals the mush of the popped balls. It’s then that you feel the pain rush into you, and you clench your aching crotch in your hand until the castration knocks you out. “Looking back, I didn’t need to restrain you,” the doctor says, “but that was a LOT more fun.” “Wow... agreed,” the girl says from her restraints. The doctor only chuckles and presses more buttons