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Capt. Franco leads a ball busting expedition Military Cattle Cut Club on Pirate Island
The Military
Cattle Cut Club considered Capt. Franco for a small scale, specialist, combat
event. The military brass was relieved when the Russian Colonel went to cock
and ball heaven. They wanted to leave the Russian troops alone for the
moment. The Spaniards had an influx of Spanish speaking troops from South
America. These were volatile, quick to anger but serious about weapons. They
were meticulous about cleaning weapons and stacked with ammunition. Capt. Franco
aspired to join an elite group. That was admirable. His Spanish peers
selected him for a training course. He didn’t match up to his competitors.
Consequently he was posted to Pirate Island where international units fought
in secrecy. Every soldier was expendable. In spite of the resource
limitations the soldiers developed essential military skills. They learnt to
identify an enemy, how to track them down, hunt and capture, deal with
prisoners of war. They handled a range of infantry weapons—pistols, rifles
and machine guns. Mortars were deliberately omitted for the purpose of G.I.
training here on Pirate Island. Capt. Franco
was surprised when his quartermaster issued him with a new knife— the very
latest. The quartermaster explained that the Military Cattle Cut Club had
received permission to have a dedicated event on Pirate Island. Many Spanish
speaking soldiers would be fighting the enemy. His predecessor had fought
with distinction but was a casualty. That’s why the Capt’s
post became vacant. He was the Capt. filling in the position. No doubt he
would be given a proper briefing over the next few days. Any questions about
the knife? The camouflaged pattern blends into any combat engagement. Notice
the sharp blade. You can tuck it into the side of your boots. What is the
target? I knew you would ask that question. Some of the Pirate Island
soldiers like a challenge. Their desired prize is to cut off soldiers’ cocks
and balls. You have been chosen to lead the combat event which will include
Spanish speaking forces versus enemy. Capt. Franco kept his mouth shut to the
quartermaster at this moment. The thought, the task of leading such soldiers
made his cock erect. The quartermaster saw the bulge in the Capt’s camouflage trousers. The MCCC was reliable in
selecting its personnel. Lt. Mendoza
was under Capt. Franco’s command. The Lt. was the product of extreme officer
training. He was totally focussed on killing the
enemy whatever it might take in terms of casualties of his own troops. He
wished for close quarter fighting; it was his troops who fought soldier to
soldier. The Pirate Island operations headquarters considered Lt’s with his
attitude as essential to their culling of troops. Also, they were hardened with
respect to officer casualties. Tough! The company
which manufactured and supplied the necessary knives agreed to train a
Spanish speaking sgt. to give a “weapons lesson”.
The regular English speaking sgt. was available to
train the opposing forces. At this point of planning the forces roughly
consist of thirty soldiers each. This justified a Lt. leading the forces. The Military
Cattle Cut Club considered Capt. Franco a handsome leader who would inspire
Spanish speaking troops to cut off enemy cocks and balls. His briefing would emphasise standard castration and ball crushing. Both the
Capt. and Lt. had a respectable military history of participation in terminal
combat. They took no prisoners where practical. Best of all they had bull
sized balls which would be a prize target. The proposed
scenario was hunt, capture, cut and ball crush. The nominated training ground
was proven from previous exercises. It was large enough to handle sixty to
seventy combatants and small enough for physical capture. There was a
central, dedicated, cock killing area. The role of
Capt. required him to organise the big picture and
both forces. Lt. Mendoza would be leading the Spanish speaking soldiers. Lt. Rutt would be leading the enemy soldiers. He had the same
mindset as Lt. Mendoza. Lt. Rutt’s cock was thick
and big but the size of his balls was nothing special. His severed cock would
be ideal for choking an opponent. Lt. Rutt was a
quiet achiever; his combat experience was impeccable. It was a military fact
of life that both Lt’s may not survive. The Military
Cattle Cut Club events sometimes included a Thank You from the participants.
Victorious soldiers rewarded selected officers by slicing off their cocks and
balls. The officers from both sides were considered “fair game”. Lt. Rutt’s soldiers were already sworn members of the
Military Cattle Cut Club. They already knew what to expect. By way of
comparison the Spanish speaking soldiers were new arrivals. Lt. Mendoza organised an inspection. This was tricky as they were spread
out in different Pirate Island locations. The sgt.
had permission to physically hold and inspect the cocks and balls. His task
was to select the finest for the event. The pubic area stank as the newly
arrived soldiers had not washed yet. In the killing
zone there would be no ball crushing equipment such as a vice. The activity
required hands on in a full frontal confrontation. When the
Spanish speaking soldiers assembled for the first lesson the sgt. continued to manhandle balls. He knew that many of
these balls would be sliced off, maybe crushed before slicing off, and in
some cases stuffed into mouths along with severed cocks. He was rough but the
cocks responded. It was easier to point out the finest points when cocks were
erect. He was proud when his cock responded in this company. Lt. Mendoza was
impressed and ordered him to be the sgt. in the
forthcoming event. HeadQuarter Staff at the
Military Cattle Cut Club supervised Capt. Franco’s arrangements, agreed on
the date, time and place, provided transport to the killing zone. They had a
slight disagreement over the Dress of the Day. They insisted on bare chests,
general purpose camouflage trousers, boots and coloured
arm bands. They saw no reason to wear camouflage caps. In fact they proposed
that barbers shear hair to military minimum. They dismissed the idea of
barbers shearing pubic hair on demand. This was one fetish too far. The
climate on Pirate Island was temperate; this was comfortable for bare chests.
Lt. Rutt already had a gung-ho sgt.
slotted into the orbat. The Lt. chose to order the
English speaking weapons lesson sgt. to provide back up supplies of the knives. This sgt.
knew from participating in previous combat that he would have to protect
himself. Soldiers from either side could challenge him. The soldiers under
Lt. Rutt’s command were very professional. It was
highly likely that they would be the winners; however, the fortunes of combat
can change unexpectedly. The Spanish
speaking soldiers demonstrated a daredevil attitude. They were quick to learn
and eager to try out the knives. They were in no doubt that the sharp blades
would do the job. The opposing
soldiers were transported to either end of the killing zone. Capt. Franco
decided that each side would mount a patrol to advance to contact. The aim
was to meet and fight in the actual centre. At the
same time both forces would advance. He liked the idea of an old-fashioned
full frontal fight. The Military Cattle Cut Club expected the Capt. to
suggest something more original, military and tactical for the fight. For
this reason the Club insisted that the three officers wear modified
camouflage trousers exposing cocks and balls. The officer trio of Capt Franco, Lt. Mendoza and Lt. Rutt
each had prize cocks and balls. The quartermaster was happy to consider
applications from the troops; modified trousers were recycled from previous
events. Two Military Policemen acted as bodyguards to Capt. Franco. Other MPs
protected the boundaries, stopped would-be escapees. Intruders were to be inserted
into the fighting. The Capt. liked the MPs to expose their cocks and balls.
They took the hint, opened up the front of their GP camouflage trousers and
positioned their cocks. The two
patrols had the task of advancing to contact, physically grappling with their
enemy, working together to capture, pull down the camouflage trousers to
expose the cock and balls, selecting a cutter, doing the job. Sometimes it
was expedient to shut the target up from screaming; a severed cock shoved
down the throat did the trick nicely. The MPs on
the boundaries apprehended a lost patrol. The five soldiers had carelessly
put down their weapons. That was a big mistake. The MPs stripped them to the
waist at gunpoint. None of the soldiers had a blade. This would be rectified
when they entered the cocks and balls killing zone. The five soldiers were
surprised to see that the MPs exposed
their cocks and balls. The gesture was very manly. The MPs ordered them to
show, then manhandled their cocks and balls. The result was unexpected. Five
impressive cocks. Two sets of bull sized balls. One MP unsheathed his blade,
gestured it around the base of one cock and held up the balls. The soldiers
got the message. Life and times on Pirate Island was mostly monotonous and
only brought to life in these risqué combat encounters. The two
patrols imagined that the bulk of the troops would be lined up to watch them
fight. That was not the case. The fight was private. They were free to enjoy
it. The fight worked when they helped one another capture targets. Whenever
trousers were lowered the knife would follow. Some of the soldiers bellowed
out a distress call such as “spare my balls”. Everybody heard the distress
calls which intensified their enthusiasm for cutting. Victorious soldiers
held up the severed cocks and balls in the air. They imagined that the fallen
would not reciprocate. Unwise. The fallen still had knives that cut and now
that had extra incentive. The Military Cattle Cut Club welcomed these
cutting, combat, scenes to the Last Cock and Balls. In this instance soldiers
shoved severed cocks into mouths. They tried to choke each other to death.
This required patience but the bulk of the two patrols succumbed. Capt. Franco
inspected the killing ground and decided to leave the bodies in full view. He
did, however, task the MPs with finishing off the patrol members. The MPs
were happy to oblige. By now their exposed cocks and balls came to life on
the killing field. Two of the MPs predictably eyed off the Captain’s cock and
balls; they thought the latest blades would do them justice. The Capt. was
more concerned that the two opposing Lts fight a
duel to the death. The two Lts were primed to lead their troops in a cocks and balls
massacre. The English speaking sgt handed knives to
the five extra soldiers. He directed two of them to join the soldiers with Lt Rutt and the other three to Lt. Mendoza. The sgt eyed off Lt. Mendoza’s cock and balls; the Lt.
appreciated the compliment—his cock and balls were deemed worthy of cutting.
The sgt’s own cock and balls were bulging behind
the camouflage trousers. The Military
Cattle Cut Club used three of the MPs as observers. They considered the full
frontal assault somewhat obvious but it did permit a variety of activities.
Some soldiers were dismayed when they were tackled and captured from behind.
They were further distressed when their camouflage trousers were hauled down.
Some were further surprised that their cocks were fully rigid. It was a
supreme pleasure to cut an erect cock with appropriate balls. In fact it was
easier to slice off an erect cock. In a few instances the cocks were milked
before cutting. About ten of
the Spanish speaking soldiers specialised in ball
busting. Lt. Mendoza encouraged them as he himself had an impressive track record
of ball busting. The English speaking soldiers were caught unawares. About
twelve soldiers had their balls busted before they were cut off. This was
unexpected and painful. The two
opposing sgts organised a
posse so that each side could tackle one another. The time consuming
occupation was pulling down the camouflage trousers. Getting access beyond
the belt simply wasn’t easy. Mind you nobody wore underpants; hence the cock
and balls flopped into dangerous territory. Cocks might have been wary of knives
but in most cases they erected in face of the threat. The Military Cattle Cut
Club was well aware of this fine point. Balls were a different story. Both sgts scored big balls on memorable fights. Spoiler alert:
both sgts score and keep their cocks and balls at
the end. Lt. Mendoza
was well matched with Lt. Rutt. They both had an
officers’ ability to motivate the soldiers. At a certain point the soldiers realised that they were enjoying slicing off cocks and
balls. The MPs envied them. Capt. Franco made a tactical mistake when he
permitted the MPs to join in. He no longer had two bodyguards. The officer
trio sported rock solid cocks primed for spurting plus bull sized balls. The
targets were too tempting for wound up soldiers. Three
privates had the honour of slicing off the
officers’ cocks and balls. Their joy was short lived. The MPs ensured that
the privates lost their cocks and balls. Fair’s fair. Nor was the game over.
The MPs arranged for the three officers to fight one another without cocks or
balls. The knives were aimed at the guts this time. Lt. Rutt
had combat experience with bayonets into the guts. He found it easy to insert
the knife into Lt. Mendoza’s guts. That left Capt. Franco versus Lt. Rutt. Maybe Capt. Franco had seen too many bullfights.
They both thrust the knives into each other’s guts at the same time. The MPs
rounded up the survivors. Who wanted to continue? Raise the knife in your
right hand. Six soldiers raised their hands. Form up in a circle. Everybody
else form up behind them. Undo the front of your GP camouflage trousers. Take
the cock out, pull it until it is erect.Oh. We can
do better. The MPs undid the waist buttons and dropped the trousers. The six
soldiers now faced one another in a circle, knives poised and cocks erect.
The MP now ordered the six soldiers to pull their cocks off. “Raise your arm
when the cock spurts. When the sixth cock spurts advance to contact.” The cock
spurting was nicely spaced. The sgts acted as cheerleaders for the watching privates. The
attacking soldiers put their left hands around the opponents’ cocks and
balls. The theory was that they would then slice off the opponents’ cocks and
balls with the knife. The flaw to the theory was that your opponent sliced
off your cock and balls at the same time. The MPs insisted and assisted the
sliced cocks to be shoved into opponent’s mouths. A few privates helped the
sliced cocks choke the targets. The MPs
reported back to the Military Cattle Cut Club personnel. They were anxious to
be included in future events. |
