Hacked by Tim Miller

tightened.
          “Oh don’t worry. It’s not because of your outburst. I had been planning on doing it anyway. I was just interrupted by these two.”
         “Dude! Come on! Not that! Please!” Jason said as Rodney picked up his Cleaner and wiped it off with a rag. He leaned in and ripped Jason’s shorts off. Despite his kicking and resisting, it was like a mom changing a child’s diaper. The kicking didn’t even slow Rodney down. He held up one of his legs as he took the Cleaner and pressed it against one of Jason’s testicles. The pressure hurt as the mandible squeezed around his left testicle, the metal claws digging into the loose skin of the scrotum.
         Rodney clicked the button as the mandible snapped shut as the thin blade shot through the testicle itself. Jason screamed as Rodney twisted and pulled for several minutes until it the ball ripped free. It tore free of the scrotum as Rodney looked at the bloody mess, holding it up to the light, examining it.
          “Wow. I always wondered what these looked like up close. Pretty crazy, right? Looks like a great big jelly bean.”
         Jason could barely hear what he was saying as the deep pain throbbed from his groin, all the way into his stomach. He thought he might throw up, but couldn’t. Rodney took the Cleaner and leaned in again.
         “Ok tough guy. Time for round two. You might talk a little funny after this.”
         Jason was too weak to even protest or resist as Rodney slid the cleaner inside his ripped up scrotum, latching the mandible onto his remaining testicle. The tool was cold and sharp as it bit in to his crotch, sending fiery pain up and down the right side of his body. Rodney twisted the Cleaner as he pulled while the blade cut into the soft organ. Tears ran down Jason’s face as the last of his testicles was ripped from his body.
         “Ow!” Jason whimpered as he sobbed. “Ow! Why? Why did you do this?” He sounded like a small child, crying and blubbering.
        “Because, you interfered. Abby is mine. Always has been. Now she can never be yours. He held up the other testicle still in the claw’s grips. “I really got you by the balls now. Maybe I’ll give them to Abby. She probably has more use for them.”
         “Just kill me,” Jason said. Now he knew why Abby was pleading for death.
         “You guys keep asking me that, but no. I won’t kill you. But I’m a fair guy. I’ll give you the same opportunity as I did our new friends.” Rodney leaned in and unlocked the handcuffs on Jason. He was too weak to fight back as Rodney grabbed him by the hair and slid the van door open and rolled him outside. Jason didn’t even realize what was happening as his face hit the dirt and rocks on the ground.
         Once the door was closed Jason at first felt confused, but then a burst of energy hit him. Hope. I’m free! He let me go! Though he was bleeding heavily from where his balls recently were. He struggled to his feet and stumbled away from the van. The rocks cut into his bare feet as he staggered along the dirt road. It was dark and the moon was high in the sky.
         Looking down at himself in the moonlight, his flaccid penis hung at a strange angle. As he stumbled along, there was a rustling sound in some brush nearby. In the dark, he couldn’t see what it was, but he kept going. Rodney mentioned the wild hogs ate that other guy, but that just sounded crazy. After a few more steps there was more rustling, this time a hog appeared. Its snorts were loud and felt as if they echoed through the night.
         Jason tried to pick up his pace, but every single step hurt like hell. He stepped on a large rock and rolled his ankle as he fell to the ground. As he pushed himself up, the hog was before him, staring at him face to face. It let out a snort with which he could smell death. Fresh death from the man it had just eaten. There were more loud snorts coming from the side