12/05/2008

Bem-vindo a Praga

Depois de conseguir algum dinheiro, alguma coisa para comer e alguns mapinhas e folders turísticos, tratamos de descobrir como chegar no nosso albergue.

Havíamos reservado, por recomendação do Harold, duas camas no A&O Hostel, uma cadeia alemã de albergues que recentemente havia aberto uma filial na República Tcheca.

Para chegar até lá, segundo as indicações das reservar, tínhamos que descer na Nádraží Holešovice, uma das estações mais importantes da cidade, e dali caminhar cerca de 2 quadras.

O sistema de metrô de Praga é bem complicadinho no que se refere às tarifas. Os bilhetes simples só dão direito a andar num determinado sentido e por um determinado número de estações; tem que ir contanto para não ficar ilegal. É bem mais barato do que nos países da zona do euro, e acaba não valendo muito a pena pegar tickets de 24hs, já que as distâncias entre os pontos turísticos são facilmente percorridas a pé.

Assim como na Alemanha, não há catracas - tem que validar o bilhete antes de entrar no trem. Ser pego sem ticket validado é encrenca na certa (conheço mais de uma pessoa que já foi pego pelos fiscais, que levam a pessoa para a delegacia e tudo).

Com relação às linhas e direções, é tranqüilo, pois são apenas três delas, com três pontos de conexão apenas.

Pegamos a Linha C e saímos da Hlávní Nádraží até a Nádraží Holešovice em alguns minutos. Já era escuro quando saímos para o lado de fora. Hesitamos um pouco até achar o albergue. Tínhamos que passar por baixo de um viaduto com linhas de trem por cima, e acabamos andando um pouco mais do que devíamos. Voltamos e achamos o hotel, meio escondido para quem vem da estação, no alto de uma parte mais alta.

A primeira impressão do albergue foi realmente muito boa. Na recepção, já ganhamos uns tickets de drinks de brinde no bar do albergue. O quarto era só para duas pessoase tinha um banheiro melhor do que muitos hotéis. Tudo limpo e aconchegante, com aquecimento (fazia uns 15 graus, embora fosse verão), com boas camas e tal.

Largamos as coisas e em seguida saímos para dar umas voltas no centro antigo da cidade, à noite, e para arranjar alguma coisa para comer. A fome era grande depois de um dia inteiro praticamente em função só da viagem de Munique até lá.

De metrô, descemos na estação Staroměstská e nossa primeira visão da parte histórica da cidade foi a saída do pessoal da ópera (Rudolfinum), e logo ao lado, da Ponte Carlos.

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Anônimo disse...

She took the Q-tip out of my cock and stroked my frustrated cock, she was naked and her hair was wet, she looked so hot. Soon I was close to coming and said, wow baby for a minute there I though you were really going to castrate me. She continued masturbating me and looked into my eyes. I am going to castrate you, that is the only way that I will be able to keep you in line. I want this little cock of yours to always have his head down. My cock twitched at this and she pinched the base to keep me from coming. Once I calmed down she let go of my cock. I begged please honey I will do what ever you want but please leave my balls alone. She had a scalpel in her hand, I know you will do what ever I want especially if you want to live here. To my horror she sliced down both sides of my sac and set the scalpel down. I was about to beg again but she forced the gag back into my mouth. She reached into the left side of my bag with two fingers and found my ball and pulled it out of my sac. In my position with my legs above my head when she let it go it was laying on my bent stomach next to my dripping cock. I watched as she reached in and pulled my last ball from my bag. It was strangely erotic to see my sac lay flat and empty with both my nuts laying next to my erection. Then she untied my legs from the headboard and removed the leg spreader. She was careful to make sure my naked balls didn't get stuck under my ass. Then she took both balls in her hand and held them firmly while she uncuffed my wrists. I immediately tried to remove her hand from my balls but she just applied a little pressure and I just laid there ready to accept her command. She told me to get up and held my balls as I did so. My cock was ready to explode, I was living out a fantasy and my cock had a mind of its own. She reached between my legs and switched hands on my balls. She lifted them up and I could feel the cords to my balls going up the crack of my ass as she lead me into the bathroom. She had me straddle the toilet facing the wall. Then she let my left ball go and it swung between my legs. Then she handed my some surgical thread and told me to tie off the cords to my left ball. I had read enough about castration that I knew what I was doing. I tied off one side and paused, it just could assist in my own castration. She squeezed my naked nut and told me to continue. I finished tying off the cords and she rubbed my back, that's a good boy. Then she grabbed my left ball and let my right one swing free, now the other honey. I tied off the cords and was sweating knowing that now they were ready for removal. She still had a hold of my left tied ball and reached around and started to masturbate me. As she pumped my cock my right ball was bouncing up and down like a yo yo on its cords. She pinched off my quick orgasm and giggle. You will have to wait just a little longer to let you seed go honey. Now I want you to take the scissors off the back of the toilet and place the cords to your right ball in between the blades. I hadn't even noticed the scissors. I picked them up and just held them she didn't squeeze my ball like I thought she would, she rubbed my back, come on baby you can do it. You will be so proud if you are the one who destroys your manhood. If you can't do it I will, but I think you can, you are going to be castrated one way or the other. I looked over my shoulder at her and she stood up still holding my other ball and kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head and looked down and placed the scissors into position below the ties to sever my ball from my body. She reached around and was rubbing my pre come into the head of my cock. Then she whispered do it now and with out thinking I squeezed the handle on the scissors and snipped off my ball and watched it splash into the toilet bowl and float to the bottom. I couldn't believe it I actually cut off my own ball. My cock was about to explode again and I pinched off my own orgasm this time I wanted to wait until the final cut before I came. I felt a pin prick in my ass and looked back to see my wife pulling a needle out of my cheek. She smiled just a little something to help you relax. What ever it was it was making my back and neck feel warm. She switched hands on my ball again so she was standing in front of me holding my last ball out to be cut off. Now I'm going to let you ball go so we can watch it fall into the toilet when it is cut off, if you try to move away or run I'll grab it and tear it off is that understood. I nodded yes and she let it swing free, she looked at me you know what to do honey. I nodded and placed the scissors into position again and with my free hand started masturbating she moved my hand way and told me to cut it first then have your last come. My heart was racing my cock was hard, I looked at my wife, cut it off now put your little cock to sleep for the rest of your life. I looked down and snipped it off and watched it join its brother at the bottom of the toilet. Both sets of cords had snapped back inside my empty sac now that the weight had been removed. My wife was rubbing my back and said go ahead honey beat your little cock off before it is to late. I took hold of my cock and watched my empty bag flop around and I beat my meat. Then as I was approaching what was sure to be the best orgasm of my life I felt the heat from the shot she had given me warm up my legs and was traveling up and soon hit my pubic area and stomach then my face. I felt flush and looked at my wife. She was smiling, that was a heavy dose of female hormones I gave you, I wanted to make sure that your cock would never raise his head again. You better hurry and come while you still can. I must of looked funny masturbating so fast, she was giggling. I was close to coming again when suddenly my cock started to go flaccid. I wanted to come so bad I kept at it but my cock kind of felt numb and I couldn't get it to fire off. After about 3 minutes I had gone completely limp, my last orgasm denied me forever. I sat on the edge of the tub looking depressed as my wife sewed up my empty sac. She had me make her breakfast naked and I continually looked down at my sleeping cock and empty droopy sac
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Ricardo Pacheco disse...

Ao chegar em Praga não tive uma boa impressão. Descendo no aeroporto, tentamos entender (sem sucesso) o mapa do metrô e como comprar passagem para o centro da cidade. Sem entender, fui até um posto de informações e ao perguntar como chegar na estação perto do albergue a atendente disparou a falar com um inglês carregado de sotaque e muito rápido. Não entendi nada. Ao pedir pra ela repetir, a reposta foi: "You don't speak English. I won't try again!" E fiquei sem resposta. Outra atendente perguntou se eu falava espanhol e explicou tudo em espanhol. Não foi uma boa recepção hehehe.