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Headmistress Evans frowned as she read the letter from the Department of Corrections. The inspector would be arriving in 2 days and she expected questions concerning the extraordinary numbers of "voluntary therapeutic castrations" performed at her facility. She had counted 32 jars in her collection.She had actually gelded several more but had not begun her collection until she deballed a particularly heavily hung boy.His large sack and testicles were her prize trophy.
" So all these castrations were voluntary? the inspector politely but firmly enquired. Of course headmistress Evans replied- after all its a drastic and permanent step. i certainly counseled each boy against the proceedure but you know how much they wanted early release. She noticed the young inspector's eyes glancing furtively at her bulging sweater,and she slowly leaned back to let her breasts extend the sheer white fabric even more. I dont understand it she softly said to him, but there are some men who seem to..well...find castration how shall i say it-exciting. The inspector felt a drop of sweat trickle down his brow and felt himself slowly becoming aroused, although he could not imagine having his testicles removed. "and the castrations , he continued, you uh did them er ...she smiled at him-i am a trained nurse and i can assure you each boy was castrated quickly and painlessly. Inspector i think it would be best for you to understand that castration is a simple proceedure, and its effects help these boys immensely. i have more information concerning the proceedure in my private office...She got up from her chair and led him to her secluded office...her eyes noticed the bulge in the young man's pants... He felt himself trying to imagine what it would be like to have this articulate, buxom self assured woman deballing him...She sensed his thoughts and slowly unbuttoned the top of her blouse.His eyes found the tops her ripe titties.... She let her hand caress the side of his cheek and she whispered "let me take your balls" i know you need it....Before he could answer she unhooked her bra and let her heavy white pink tipped breasts brush against his lips...he greedily sucked her-thoughts of castration mixing with her ripe womanly tits..He felt her mouth encircle his bulging cock and vaguely recalled signing a paper she placed before him... It was time. His penis was spent- his semen still dripping over her large pale titties, she approached him."i never thought id have another sack and balls as big as my prize trophy, but yours is magnificent she gently said to him. oh God-Please....dont he cried...But my dear inspector-you signed the consent form and i promise it wont hurt...And look at the lovely jar i have for you.... She took his heavy sack in her hands...The anesthesia had taken full effect now.."i hope you enjoyed coming on my chest, inspector,im so happy i could let you have one more orgasm as a man....As if in slow motion he watched her take the knife and slowly begin to sever his scrotum and balls from his body."please he begged but the headmistress quickly and professionally had her new trophy in her hand within a few minutes. She quickly sewed him up and led him to the couch to rest.Her legs and thighs were still quivering from the orgasm as she deballed him. The inspector's report made only passing reference to the 'therapeutic castrations" at the clinic, It did clearly state that the headmistress performed her duties in a "professional" caring manner. True to her word the Headmistress kept his sack and testicles in her desk- revealing his eunuch status to no one. And once a year-on his annual tour-the inspector was permitted to suckle her magniicemt warm heavy breasts..he had most certainly paid the price...
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