Boy by Ms. Athena

His name is boy 74932. As far as he knows it has always been boy 74932, and will be boy 74932 until he is sold, at which time his new Mistress may decide to give him a name. For him to have a name, would be to admit that he is a person, and he knows that he is not a person, he is a slave. He is property, to be bought, and sold, used and disposed of, like any other piece of property his owner has. He was raised, and trained by Ms. Lucy, and her daughters, Ms. Ann, and Ms. Barbara. Like all the boy, and girl slaves she has raised, and trained he became her property when he was a baby. How Ms. Lucy acquires the babies is a mystery. Some say she kidnaps them, others say she buys them from their mothers who do not want them, still others say she has a slave breeding farm. Personally I believe it is a combination of all three ways. What I do know for sure is that when a Mistress, wishes to buy a well trained slave she goes to Ms. Lucy’s slave ranch for the best livestock available.

Like all the slaves on the ranch he has never worn clothing. The ranch is located in a State where the temperature never goes below 65, degrees Fahrenheit, so clothing is unnecessary as far as weather conditions are concerned. The only thing that distinguishes him from the other male slaves is the metal number tag attached to him by a ring pierced through his ball sack. Slave girls have their number tags attached to them by rings pierced through one of their cunt lips. The tags are put on the slave babies at the time they arrive at the ranch. He knows his number because he has been told it is his number. He can not read the numbers embossed on the metal tag. Reading and writing are not included in a slaves training.

He has been trained in total obedience, and total submission to his Mistress, whoever she might be after he is sold. If she told him to kill himself he would do so gladly because she told him to. He has been trained in all the household skills that his Mistress might require. He has been trained to give his Mistress almost any form of pleasure. He has not been told that the thing dangling between his legs can be inserted in a woman. Most Mistresses do not have that kind of sex with their slaves. In fact most Mistresses have their slaves altered. He has been trained to satisfy any fetish his Mistress might call upon him to satisfy. In effect he and all the other slaves on the ranch, both male, and female have been trained to be a Mistresses perfect slave.

Like all the male slaves on the ranch, when boy was 8, years old a metal ring was placed on his cock and crimped tight. It was then linked to the ring in his ball sack. This was to keep him from masturbating, or having any form of sex. Mistresses preferred buying slaves who were total virgins. The slave girls had their cunt lips, and the hood over their clits sewn closed for the same reason. When boy was 12, he was put up for sale. Although most slaves are not sold before they are 18, there are some Mistresses who prefer younger slaves. So 12, is the age when they are first put on the auction block.

Auctions are held once every other month. Notice of the sale is sent only to those Mistresses who have purchased slaves in the past. Mistresses who have not made prior purchases can be invited to attend if a prior customer requests it, and vouches for them. The event is held over a one week period. The Mistresses who are in the market for a new slave arrive on the first day. They are put up in the guest house, where they are served by the slaves who are up for auction. This gives them a chance to see, and sample the merchandise prior to the actual sale, which takes place on the evening of the last day. There are facilities on the ranch for any alterations the new owner wishes to make on her new slave.

I met boy when I went to my first auction at the ranch. My mother had bought a few slaves from Ms. Lucy over the years, and had received an invitation to the sale. Mother was in the market for a new personal maid slave girl so she made plans to attend the auction. Since I would have my 14^th, birthday during the week of the sale, mother took me along with her. My birthday present would be to have a slave, or two of my own. Mother wanted me to pick out my own slaves. Boy was 12, and this would be the first time he would be up for sale. Mother suggested that she buy me boy. He is younger than you my dear Athena, she said. You would not want an older slave at this time. There was also a girl of 13, up for auction. Mother said I could have both, if the price was not too high.

I took advantage of the week long period where the slaves up for sale could be tried out. Both boy, and girl were well versed in bring me to climax. I never came so much in my life, even when having sex with my girlfriend, Carol. I could only hope that they would not cost to much money. I had to have both of them. Boy had something I had not seen before, a huge cock. I had seen cocks before, but not one that huge. Mother let me watch, and sometimes help her when she altered slaves. Most of the slaves were so small that it was no loss when their cocks, or their balls, or both were cut off. Boy’s was so big that in order for the cock ring to be attached to the ball ring, his cock was bent double the bend being at least an inch below his ball sack.

I could not wait for the actual auction. For the rest of the week I dreamed of having my two slaves serving me, and my lover, Carol. Finally it was the evening of the last day, and the actual auction was about to begin. Mother brought some leashes with her to the auction. She said they would be to lead off the slaves she would buy. The first slave was put up, and the bidding was brisk. At last he was sold. The woman who bought him attached a leash to his ball ring, and led him off to one of the side rooms. In a couple of minutes I heard him scream. Then she led him out of the side room this time her leash was attached to his cock ring. His balls and the sack were still in her hand. Five more slaves were auctioned off, and taken by their new owner into the side room for alterations to meet her needs.

Mother bought herself a slave girl. She said that she could use a new personal maid the one she had now was getting to old, and ugly. What are you going to do with the old slave girl, I asked. Have her go off to some place far from the house, and kill herself mother said. Please mother can I kill her, I asked. If you want dear mother said. Just make sure the body can not be traced back to us. I thought of the fun Carol, and I would have torturing the old slave girl to death. Just thinking abut it was making my pussy juices flow. Mother took her new slave girl into the side room. There was a scream, and then she returned, and dropped the girl’s clit in my hand.

Finally it was time for the younger slaves to be auctioned off. Boy was brought out and placed on the auction block. Luckily for me there were no Mistresses present who were interested in a slave that young, mother was able to buy him for me at the minimum asking price. I leashed him, and took him back to where we were sitting I had him kneel beside my chair. Mother asked if I was going to alter him. I said that I would but I wanted to get the girl first so I could do both at the same time. I told her that I had special plans for him. When I had seen the size of boy’s cock, I had made special plans. I spoke to Ms. Lucy, and she said what I wanted could be done. It was my little secret from my mother.

The next slave up for sale was the girl. Like boy there were no Mistresses who wanted a slave girl so young, so she too was bought for the minimum asking bid. I leashed the girl, and led both my new slaves into the side room. Mother followed me into the room to see what I had in mind. Ms. Barbara was waiting in the room to assist any of the Mistresses who needed help altering their slaves. Ms. Lucy had told her daughter what I had in mind so she was all ready for me. I removed the clasp that held boy’s cock ring, to his ball ring. No longer held in a curve, his cock straightened out to it’s full 8" flaccid length. I then had my slave girl play with his balls, and stroke his cock to erection. The ring was still tight around his cock, and as it grew he started to feel it tighten. His cock grew, and he was experiencing pain. I could tell from the grimace on his face that it was very painful for him. Does it hurt, boy. I asked sarcastically. Yes Mistress, he replied. Good I said it is supposed to, then I laughed.

When it appeared that his cock could grow no further, I ordered him to place it in the cock guillotine. He willingly put his cock into the guillotine as ordered without hesitation. Let me end that pain for you boy, I said as I pulled the cord severing his now 12", long cock from his body. I had learned by watching my mother’s slaves that when you take a slave’s balls he grows fat, and lazy. He only goes through the motions of giving you pleasure. But when you leave the balls, and take the cock he is a better slave. Slaves without balls have no interest in sex, and it shows in how they pleasure their Mistress.

I handed the cock to Ms. Barbara. She sewed up the hole in the head, inserted a wire a little longer than the length of the cock then sewed the base. This will keep it from shrinking she said. The end of the wire that was protruding from the base was bent into a loop. She put a leather thong through the loop, then dipped the cock into a vat of a liquid acrylic. After a minute she removed it from the acrylic, it hade a thin coating of the plastic, then she hung it to dry. The coating will keep the cock from decaying, she said. She then saw to boy. She stopped the blood flow by sprinkling styptic powder on the wound. When the powder touched him, he made such a delightful scream. She then inserted a tube into his urethra so he could pee, and sewed up the stub.

Now it was time to alter my slave girl. I had her lay on a table. Then I opened the stitches that held the hood of her clit closed. I then had boy lick, and suck on her clit. What is sauce for the goose, is sauce for the gander so to speak. I picked up a knife, and stood next to her. I watched, and waited till she was almost ready to cum. I ordered boy away, and cut off her clit. Slaves exist to give pleasure to their Mistress, not to get pleasure. After all in my Mistress, and slave world slaves are not to be considered to be people, they are property. The same as my chair is my property.

By this time the acrylic coat on boy’s cock had hardened.. Ms. Barbara handed it to me. I ordered boy to bend over. When he did I fucked his ass with my new dildo. My dildo that used to be his cock. Mother was watching what I was doing. How delightfully evil Athena, she said, I could not do better myself. At that Ms. Barbara, mother, and I laughed. I pulled the shit covered dildo out of boy, and had him lick it clean. Then I hung it around his neck by the leather thong. The next morning mother, and I went home with our property.

That was years ago, and even now Mistress Carol, and I still enjoy having boy lapping the pussy of one of us while the other uses the dildo that was once his cock on him. I nearly forgot boy has a name now his name is dildo.