My ex and I split up about two and half years ago, but tried to remain friends in the best interest of our child. One weekend while we were meeting for the child drop off she started acting weird and asking questions. 

  I had recently been talking to a girl that I met online in a fetish group. We moved our conversation from the group to texting. We shared fantasies, stories that we had written, and pics. Little did I know that my ex had installed an app on my phone allowing her to read incoming and outgoing messages.

  One night I received a message from my ex going off about me being insane and a sicko. Finally after I asked what the fuck she was talking about she started mentioning things that sounded familiar. She was making comments about me wanting my balls squeezed and other shit. I told her I didn't know what the fuck she was talking about. She ended the rant with fuck you, go stick a metal rod in your pee hole.

Holy shit, how could she possibly know about my sounding pics? Was it just a lucky guess? I've never mentioned that to her throughout our entire marriage. She had to have intercepted my messages at some point. I decided to blow it off and convince myself she didn't truly know anything.

  The next weekend I hopped in my car and headed to our child exchange meeting place. We always met at a park so our child could play if we had things to discuss. I was backed into my normal spot when she pulled up beside me. Stepping out of my car I noticed she was alone in hers. She gets out of her car telling me our child didn't need to be present for this.

  My rant was quickly interrupted by a vehicle that pulled up directly in front of my car. Five guys jump out and quickly walk towards me. Seriously? She brought five dudes to kick my ass because she is mad about what I do with someone else? Two guys grab me under my arms and start dragging me to a grassy area. Two other guys grab my legs to help out.

The four guys slam me down to the ground. I'm now getting concerned. I don't even have a chance to try to fight back. My ex walks up beside me and looks down. Just remember, you asked for this she said. What the fuck is she talking about. The fifth guy walks up and instructs the other four on what to do. 

  Each arm and leg are pinned down, legs spread. The fifth guy kneels down between my legs and cuts my pants and underwear off. Get the fuck off me I yell. My ex smirking says remember that story you sent your new little girlfriend about being castrated? You asked for this. 

  I started moving and bucking as hard as I could to break free. The guy between my legs just looking at me waiting for me to wear out. As soon as I stopped moving he reached for my penis. I started bucking again as hard as I could. Would you fucking sit on him or something the guy yelled. My ex sits right on my stomach facing my legs.

I feel the guy grab my penis and stretch it out. No, leave his dick, my ex said. The guy told her to hold it out of the way then. I now feel my ex holding my penis. The guy wraps his hand around my balls and squeezes tight. I feel the blade cutting my sack. Oh my god, said my ex, his balls popped right out. The guy wasted no time in removing my balls. Once done I was released and they got the hell out of there. My ex dials 911 on my phone and leaves it by my head on the ground. Rat me out and I'll take your cock next.