Happiness is a Ball-less Guy


By: Rachel

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Acceptance that being castrated is the only way to make your girl happy.


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I sat in a pub in Huddersfield the day before it was due to happen. Tanwen and I had been drinking for a few hours now and had been through around 6 or 7 drinks, mostly vodkas. She was the reason I was going to do this. It was a month t the day that we had been chatting and my castration fettish had popped out and into the conversation. She was a naughty girl, loved fettish ideas, dressing up, using toys on each other and more, she liked the idea of me being her toy, it turned her on no end. We had been a couple for nearly a year, she was a slim blonde, with nice sized breasts and a fit arse. We had done our fair share of experimenting over the last year. For example it was Tanwen fantasy to have lesbian sex, she said she done it once when she was younger but nothing serious. I was dressed as a girl and made to kiss her, lick her, and use toys on her till she came and wasn't allowed to cum myself. That was enough to drive her crazy. So the thoguht of me never cumming again was driving her mad, I simply "had to have it done" was the way she put it, as we chatted about it she told me how she loved me giving her oral and fingering her, but, I wasn't any good at sex, my dick wasn't big enough or fat enough to make her orgasm. That was ok with me, I loved giving her oral, it was always about her orgasm for me. So that night we agreed that I should be castrated and lead a life or oral servitude. That idea turned me on so much, being her lick slave, wow what a thought.

The pub was relatively quiet that day, had been ever since we entered. She was wearing a short provotive skirt, she was terrible tease, her crotch was often on show when she sat down or her arse when she bent over. She'd often tease me and say she wasn't interested in my cock anymore and could she fuck another guy? I was submissive to her every wim and had once let her, it was joy to know she'd been satisfied and his cum was so thick and tasty i loved licking her clean. Anyway, the next day we were going to make me a eunuch. It was an easy decision for us both to make, she told me how much she wanted it and said that I didn't need to father children, there were plenty of guys that would do that for her. I wanted to make her happy, so the idea of her liking me better with no balls was great, so the answer was a swift "yes". We sat closely in the pub, her legs touching mine, she asked me if i'd mind her having other men to fill her fanny once I was ball-less and unable to get it hard, of course not i replied, she smiled and was visable turned on by the idea. She asked me if I'd like to wear her knickers more often, of course i would, i knew she loved me as a girl. She fired loads of questions off that day, all of which i was fine to accept and let her do if it would make her the happiest girl alive. For her the idea of me being a gelding and every other guy a stud was wonderful, i'd be a nothing and they'd all be men, she liked that idea. As she explained "I don't want you to be able to do what they can, you know get a girl pregnant, I just want you to service me, lick me, finger me, you know, and want nothing in return" I nodded and considered how good that would make me feel. No matter what she said it was all fine to me, i loved and this was just a small sacrifice. She then asked me "I want you to remember this, you did this for me, so you're mine now, honour me, serve me and respect me and never tell me no, understand? Your a castrated slave, not a man, I'll do what I want if it makes me happy, you just clean me up with that lovely tongue of yours and make me happy by accepting it, ok?" I said a stumbling yes wondering what it all meant her her, ultimately control. As she told me that afternoon, i never wanted to have your children but i'd love to have you raise someone elses.

That night was both got prepared, i stood naked in her room with a ball gag on so I wouldn't make nay noise. I bent over and touched my toes, she used nylon cord to tie my hands around my ankles. Then she spread out my lags so my feet were shoulder length apart then put a bar with shackles on it between then, now i couldn't move from this position, my head was facing my croth. She grabbed my balls, they already felt cold to the touch, pulling them behind me so they stuck out, she tied some rope around them and pulled it really tight. I could feel her playing around but knew nothing of what was coming. I then felt a sudden pain that shot through my body, then a few seconds later a second shooting pain. It seemed to hurt all over me. My knee begin to wobble and sweat poored out of my skin. Tanwen held me up and told me stay standing until it was all over, and nealry "your baby making skills nearly are" and a little chuckle, she loved it, making me a eunuch, she could tell anyone she'd done it and get a response. Then i felt another shotting pain. But this time it wasn't so bad. Tanmwen walked round the front of me. She was wearing her favourite blue dildo'd strapon. "Your castrated, well, your balls are still attached but they'll die within five hours, so, welcome to being ball-less" then she walked back round behind me and i felt the skin around my balls go tight and be pulled. I turned my head to see Tanwen tying a long piece of rope to the bed, she then pushed me forward. I lost balance and fell, but the rope around my balls heald me up, I then felt some lube being rubbed into my arse and a fat rubber cock penatrating me. She fucked me rally hard that night, for well over an hour, the ben-wa balls inside her did the trick though and she came over and ocer, i just took it hard in the arse, no complaints. The next morning she removed the ball gag, and stood me up for my lean, i felt the skin around my balls being relieved, she untied me and let me feel my ice cold and black sack. "Your a eunuch" she kissed me really passionately and rubber my dick trying to get a reponse, that day I came for the final time, in her mouth not her fanny, she stopped taking the pill now, she didn't need to, i would never get her pregnant I was her gelding, she used condoms when a guy wanted to fuck her or just let them, but i always have been her boyfriend, i love her, lick her and clean her of other guys cum, its great and i love doing it for her. It all makes her the happiest girl alive and so I'm the happiest ball-less guy alive.


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