Dropping the Ball

The first thing I noticed when I came too was the smell. It was tangy, with a note of bitterness, but it also smelled sweet and alluring. I took a deep breath and let the scent fill my muzzle. It was a familiar smell, and it made my body react even as my mind was foggy.

Unfortunately the second thing I noticed when I came too was the pain!

Agony radiated up from my lap, hitting every nerve from my groin to my brain, but the fire was centered on one point. To my horror, it was a pain I recognized, having been hurt this way once before. I'd lost another ball, and this time I was all out of spares.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck…” I groaned out as the day's events flashed through my memory.

“Yeah, I don't think you'll be able to do that anymore,” Diamond's voice sang into my ear. “Sorry.”

She didn't sound sorry at all, she sounded gleeful and mocking. As if she didn't know exactly what she had done to me, what it had taken.

I opened my eyes and found the worst pony in Equestria smiling back at me.

“Hey, you're finally awake,” she grinned, looking far too cheerful for someone who'd just mutilated another pony. Then again the last time I saw her she was jilling herself off while I passed out from the pain she just influcted. Why would I have expected her to be the least bit sorry?

I realized she was holding her hoof up to my nose, and it was the smell that had awoken me. It was the hoof she'd used to pleasure herself as she ended my sex life, and it was absolutely drenched in her pussy juices.

Despite everything, she smelled good to me, and I could feel my traitorous body respond. I hated that I wanted to lick that hoof, that even after what she'd done, she still held power over me. I tried to bat her offending hoof away, but I was too groggy and she easily dodged my swipe, bringing it back up to my nose.

“Why?” I managed to croak out. My throat felt paper dry, despite my mouth watering at the scent of her arousal.

“Because I wanted to wake you up, of course,” she nodded towards a door across the room. “Thought they were finally done in there and didn't want to miss the look on your face as Sweetie Belle emerged, sexually satisfied for the first time and full of my boyfriend's cum.”

Not what I asked, but I felt my heart sink as I was reminded that my castration was only half of the hell I was living through. Horrified, I looked at the closed bathroom door. The thin barrier that separated this nightmare from one just as heart wrenching.

“But yeah, woke you up too early, didn't know they'd go for another round. Sorry about that,” Diamond shrugged. “You can go back to sleep if you want to. I'll wake you up when they're done,” she teased as the deep moans and familiar squeaks that could be heard from beyond the door ate at me.

I couldn't bear to listen and turned my head away from that accursed door that separated me from my love being taken by somepony else. Sadly I couldn't avert my ears as easily as my eyes and I still heard her call out his name as she came for what was probably the dozenth time since she had left me in the sadistic hooves of her evil friend.

“Why?” I asked again, not wanting to meet her eyes, but it was better than looking at the door.

“It was fun,” she shrugged. She just fucking shrugged!

I opened my mouth to scream, but found it once more stuffed with her hoof, cutting me off before I could make any noise.

It was still drenched in her juices too, and again my traitorous body reacted before I could stop it. I ran my tongue across her hoof, tasting her pussy on the rough surface. I hated myself as soon as I did it, and tried to spit the offending hoof out.

“At least your tongue still works,” she smirked. “Maybe you won't be totally useless to mares after all.”

I glared at her, but she just smiled back. “Actually, mind going down on me?”

I stared at her, lost for words. She couldn't possibly expect me to want to pleasure her after what she'd done, could she?

Turns out she could.

“What,”she said coyly. “Your marefriend isn't the only one who could go for another round. She's in there getting railed by a fantastic stud and all I have out here is you and my hoof. Besides, it'll be good practice for you to lick Rumble's cum out of my cunt before you do the same for your girlfriend.”

I felt anger well up inside me and did my best to bite her hoof, but she just gasped and pulled it away from my teeth.

“Ow,” she whined, holding up her hoof like it was injured, sadly I couldn't see a mark on it. “Still feisty. Guess I didn't completely geld you after all.”

I immediately forgot all thoughts about following that bite up with some well placed punches to her simpering face and looked down, feeling the stirrings of hope.

A hope that was immediately crushed. My ball looked just as bad as I expected, damaged, destroyed, just a lumpy mess in my bruised sack. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I took in my gelded state. As if the pain hadn't already told me what happened, the pain and that sickening crunching sound… I knew what little was left would have to be removed by a doctor, there was no saving my shattered remains. I was already a gelding, the evil bitch had broken my stallionhood beyond repair.

So how was my dick hard? Something was happening above my destroyed gonad, and as I tore my eyes from the disaster below I found myself looking at my cock. My erection was poking well clear of its sheath, standing proud over the mess that was supposed to fuel it.

“I know, I was surprised too,” Diamond Tiara reminded me of her presence by reaching out and stroking her hoof along the length.

I hated it, but it felt good. More than anything it numbed the pain.

“Probably your last though…” Diamond commented, giving my erection another stroke. “Want me to wank it off?”

I stared at her again, the whiplash I felt with this mare! One second she was being the most evil pony on the planet, the next she sounded like she was trying to be nice to me. I knew it was only a setup to torment me with a new twist, but her hoof against my cock was the only good thing I'd felt in hours of pure torture. Still, I hated the mare and tried to push her hoof away.

“Come on,” she chided me. “Don't you want a last orgasm to remember what they felt like?” I tried to muster up the courage to fight her off. She was the last pony I wanted touching my genitals. Diamond seemed to read my mind and added:“Look, your girlfriend is out there cheating on you too, it's only fair you get to enjoy this.”

Oh how I hated her, but the hoofjob was taking my mind off the pain in my broken ball and my broken heart. I felt myself giving in.

“Good gelding,” Diamond cooed as she felt me relax. “You might as well enjoy your last erection, from now on it'll just be pussy licking for you, and that's if you're really lucky.”

I wanted to protest, but she was right. If Sweetie Belle didn't dump me on the spot what else would I be good for anyway?

Despite everything that had just happened, I felt myself lean into the warm body next to me. I didn't protest as she wrapped a hoof around me. After the hell I just lived through, I needed to be held, even if it was by the pony who had hurt me so.

“Hear that?” Diamond said after a while, still stroking my last erection, keeping it from wilting as I felt the tears roll down my cheeks.

I could indeed hear the noises from beyond that door. A mare I loved, moaning and squeaking in pleasure, and the excited grunts of the Wonderbolt who took my place.

“I think they're on the home stretch,” Diamond noted, her hoof picking up speed against my cock. “I can tell my stallion is about to cum.” She started, licking her lips. “What about your mare?”

I didn't answer, but I could also tell my partner was on the home stretch. Sweetie's squeaks were getting more frantic, like they always did when she was about to cum against my lapping tongue.

“Oh right, she isn't yours anymore,” Diamond continued, mistaking my silence for a prompt to add even more salt to my wounds.

I turned to her to… to what? I wasn't sure, but when I saw her already pink cheeks flush I hesitated. She turned her head and met my eyes. “Fuck, I'm getting turned on by this,” she announced, as If I couldn't smell or see, or feel her racing heartbeat against my skin.

Fuckit, I cursed myself as I felt my hoof trail across her thigh, finding the hoof that was busy between her legs and replacing it with my own.

I don't know if it was Stockholm Syndrome, pure horny instinct or a need to prove to myself that I could still please a mare, but here I was, jilling off my castrator as we listened to her boyfriend stealing my mare.

I leaned back, doing my best to enjoy the good things in this utterly fucked up situation. My groin was on fire and I felt stabs of pain even through the pleasure as my shattered ball twitched, trying to deliver a fertile load it was no longer capable of producing. Yet still I felt the pressure rise, my cock flaring against the pink hoof jerking it off like a master.

To my side Diamond was squeaking and humping against my hoof, about to cum herself. Noises that were echoed from across the room, the noise of a mare and stallion in the final throes of passion barely muffled by a rickety wooden door.

I couldn't take it anymore, I threw my head back and screamed as I came. All the emotions, the anger, the pain, the hopelessness, the jealousy, the sex, everything just swirled together in a mind shattering mix as my body shot its final load, splattering Diamond's hoof and the table in front of us with clear liquid, tinged with just a hint of white.

She came too as I squeezed down on her clit, hoping to give back just a fraction of the pain and pleasure I was feeling. I must have succeeded. She let out a loud fucking moan as her body stiffened and twitched.

And beyond the door, my love and her new lover achieved a matching climax, their squeaks and grunts coalescing into a pair of long drawn out shouts of ecstasy as he shot her full of his fertile seed.

Fuuuuuuuuuck, this was the most intense evening of my life, just the absolute worst, though as all four of us came together, I somehow found myself too distracted to care.