My castration

Caught voyeuring a young girl and three lesbians decide to neuter me permanently.

I suspected that my neighbors were lesbians because I was constantly seeing women around but never saw any men. There was a teenage daughter who certainly caught my attention, but the women (I don't know how many lived in the house) were all in their thirties and forties.
I had tried to spy on them using my binoculars and had been rewarded a few times with brief glimpses of one or the other in her underwear. I actually spotted one with her tits out when she looked out the upstairs window. I was determined to learn more about them and horny to see any of them naked, and that is where I made my huge mistake. I started creeping around at night in the dark hiding in the shrubs and looking in their windows. The first time I did it, I caught two of them making out on the couch in their living room. They were really getting after it and their hands were all over each other. I jacked off for days at the memory of that, but they went upstairs before they got completely naked, so I was disappointed. I hit the jackpot about a week later when I was spying through a downstairs bathroom window. The teenage daughter was taking a bath, and I was able to view her in all of her glory. She had hard little tits and a little patch of pubic hair and I was furiously jerking my cock while I observed her in the bathroom. This was what I had been waiting for. For the next two weeks I waited anxiously in the dark at night until that bathroom light came on and then I would sneak over and watch through the window. I observed the daughter several times and each time I had anxiously stroked myself to orgasm watching her. One night I even caught the one that I thought was her mother, and I saw her and her very full bush in the shower. I was addicted to the voyeurism and the masturbation. It was exciting.
On a rainy Tuesday night, I was crouched outside my garage at around 10 o'clock waiting for that bathroom light to go on. When it finally did, I made my way across the yard around the shrubs and took my usual position beside the window. I was already fumbling with the zipper on my pants as I anticipated another jack off session, and sure enough, the girl came into the bathroom and began to undress. Then the lights went out. I felt a very sharp pain to my head and I blacked out. When I came to I was still very groggy, but as I regained consciousness, I realized that I was tied down on their dining room table and I could barely move my arms or my legs. Apparently they had tied me to the table legs with duck tape and coat hanger wire. To my great surprise, I was stripped naked. I had not a single stitch of clothes...not even my socks. Three grown women and the teenage daughter were surrounding me on the table, and one of them punched me in the testicles. That woke me up quickly. I screamed and almost immediately one of the women slapped some duck tape over my mouth. The oldest of the group told me that they had set a trap for me. They had recorded me on security cameras as I peeked through their windows, and they said that I was a sick pervert and a pedophile for spying on a young girl. They had video evidence of me masturbating as I stood outside the bathroom window. I had never even seen a camera.
I tried to beg them to release me, but was unable to talk with my mouth taped. I knew that at the very least, I would probably get some jail time since the evidence they had against me was so strong. The oldest of the group sent one of the other women into the kitchen and she returned with a pot of boiling water. I could see the steam coming from it. My first thought was that they were going to scald me with the water and I began to try to strain against my bonds, but it was not use. Another one took out some scissors and four or five knives, She used a pair of salad tongs to drop them into the hot water. A third one took out a ball of twine and cut off a piece about a foot long. She then roughly grabbed my scrotum and tied the twine about the top of my ballsack. Just for good measure she punched me in the balls again. Tears were pouring out of my eyes from the pain. It had knocked the breath out of me. Then the oldest one told the daughter that since she was the object of my perversion she would get to do the honors. One of them removed the the scissors and knives from the water with the tongs, and then she took the tongs and used them to stretch out my balls and ballsack from my body. The daughter picked up the scissors and one small knife and leaned over me on the table. I felt a sharp pain...maybe they were bluffing and just pretending. It didn't really seem to hurt very much at first. Then, suddenly, I felt a wave of pain wash over me. The girl proudly held up the tongs for me to see. There, dangling from the end of those tongs, were my testicles still contained in my ball sack. I passed out from shock.