It’s been a month since they last came over and skewered my balls, and since then my balls blew up after that for a week and then seemed to shrink down smaller than before. Meanwhile I’ve been stuck in chastity the Whole time and haven’t been aloud to cum. 
During the week my wife tells me; 
“I’m having my girls over again this weekend. I hope you, AND those balls are ready for round two”! She says, to which I whimper.
After getting everything ready for the night I hear the doorbell ring. 
“Aren’t you going to get that my subby”? She asks. 
“Yes mistress” I replied. 
I go towards the door and she says;
“Aren’t you forgetting something”? She asks. Motioning towards my cloths.
“Take everything off! I want them to see that you’re ready for tonight’s festivities”. 
Reluctantly I take off all my cloths leaving me naked in nothing but my cage. I open the door greeting them with a bow(mistresses suggestion).
“Welcome mistresses” I say, as my mistress instructed me to say. Too which they let out a loud “WOOOOOO”. 
“Let’s get this party started”! Yells “A”. She throws me a bottle of alcohol and they both(A and K) come in greeting my wife ignoring me for the moment. 
“What’s for dinner”? “K” asks. 
“Subby is making us some salmon teriyaki, and for dessert… His balls on a skewer. Or should I say, quite a FEW skewers”! Mistress laughs. To which they all break out in laughter. 
Needless to say I’m nervous, but I pour them all drinks and go to work on dinner. Meanwhile I can hear them all chatting about the last time they all skewered my balls and how much fun it was, and as I’m cooking I hear them talking more about how they’d all love too see my sac empty at some point. 
“His penis is too small to have balls”
“We should do him a favor and get rid of them for him”
“They’re useless anyway so it’s not like he needs them”
Those are some of the comments I hear. Now I’m scared. Not knowing what to expect and scared to defy them. I finish cooking and set out the table and the food for them. 
“Thank you eunuch” “A” says with a wink. They all giggle. 
“We’ll call you when we’re ready” my mistress says. 
I go in the other room eat my dinner as I hear they’re muffled laughter and chatting as lay down to sleep after I finish eating. 
Soon after I fall asleep I’m woken up with a hard punch to my(mistresses) balls. “Wake up subby! It’s time for desert”! Mistress says. I just lay there in a ball grasping my(her balls) for a moment, till I’m dragged out of bed and strapped down in the chair and this time a gag shoved into my mouth. 
“So last time we did 5 each, how many should we do this time”? Asks “K”. 
“I think we should do 7 each”! Says “A”.
“Sounds like a plan”! Mistress says.
So they each take turns skewering my(her) balls one at a time till I have 21 in each, and at least 10 in a very straight close line. By now I feel as if my balls have been kicked over and over again…
“You know I’ve heard about this thing called “”stirring””. It’s where you swirl the needles round “”mixing”” the balls so that they don’t work anymore. We should try it”! “A” says. 
“Ooooo! I like that”! Mistress says. I look up in horror and they all laugh. 
“Dont worry subby, you won’t miss them anyway”. Mistress says. 
Too which I try and protest but I can’t through the gag in my mouth. 
They all begin to take a needle and rotate it stirring the contents of my balls. They each take one swilling each one round till the insides of my balls are nothing but mush inside. Meanwhile I’m trying to protest for them to stop. They don’t listen as they swiller them round and round till I feel like they’re nothing but mush inside. 
After they’ve had their fun they leave me tied and gag to have their fun. I watch as they kiss, finger and lick each other till they all cum multiple times. 
After they’ve had their fun they lay down and go to sleep, leaving me with my balls skewered till morning. I don’t know if I got Any sleep, but I feel as if I’ve drifted off a couple of times. 
I wake up to my mistress smacking me in the face.
“Wake up my little eunuch subby”. She says. 
I open my eyes to see the 3 of them standing in front of me with smiles on their faces.
“Let’s go ahead and take the needles out now” I hear mistress say. 
They each start taking out the needles one by one. Each one they take out is a relafe! The final one is taken out and I immediately feel better! It still hurts but not as much as before, and before I can relax, I hear “A” say;
“We should pop them now! While they’re still mushy”!… 
I perk up right away and look at mistress who has a devilish grin, and I here her say;
“That’s what I was going to say”! 
“But wait! There’s only two! How do we decide? There’s 3 of us and only 2 balls” “K” pipes up.
“Well they’re MY balls! So I get to pop the first one! You two can pop the last one together”. Mistress says looking at my swollen sack. 
I look at her pleading to not do this. She just looks at me in the eyes and grabs my left ball without breaking eye contact and starts to squeeze HARD! I start to scream through my gag, and as I’m screaming I feel the inside of my ball start to squish out trying to reform to the pressure. But given the multiple needles they put in, in a row, I start to feel it squish out and POP. The insides of my ball, to the inside of my sack. Ripping as if it were a perforated line on a ticket just ripping open, and shushing out.
SQUELCH!!!!!
My left ball no longer a ball! Instead it’s now nothing but mush inside my sack. I whimper and am in a daze at this point. Can’t keep my head on straight. All I know is the pain of my left ball ripping apart and spilling out into my sack. 
“WOW! That was AMAZING! I actually came from popping his ball”! Mistress says. “Ok your turn”. She says turning to “A” and “K”. 
They both grab my right(last) ball and say; “ready, 3, 2, 1”. Looking into each others eyes not even caring about me, they start squeezing at 1. I again start screaming into my gag to no avail, and again I feel my ball ripping apart as a perforated ticket. 
SQUELCH!!!!!
My last ball squishes out from the inside of my ball and into my sack. I just about knock out from the pain. I’m now seeing stars and can’t comprehend what’s going on. 
They all cheer. “Yay!!!! We’ve all made a eunuch! Congratulations!!!!”.
I feel someone probing my sack, and squishing anything remotely solid making sure that is all nothing but mush. 
“I just want to make sure there’s NOTHING left”! I hear someone say as I drift off. 
Sometime later I’m in the car fully dressed and on my way to the hospital. I look over and see my mistress. 
“Don’t worry my new eunubby. You’ll be okay soon. Just hang in there. 

Part 3 coming soon.