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I was looking for a new job when I saw an interesting ad in the newspaper, it was for a butler and general caretaker of a woman and her daughters. I was intrigued. I read further. “Duties include driving, household chores, food preparation, etc. College degree required. Extremely good pay for the qualified individual. Must be younger male.” Not exactly what I was looking for, but the “extremely good pay” was enough for me to apply. I phoned and was given a day and time for my interview. When I arrived, it was a plush mansion type home with iron-gate and fountain in the front. I was wowed to say the least. As I was entering another opportunist was leaving. He seemed disgruntled. I walked in and was greeted by an older woman who I guessed was about 55. She was still gorgeous and had a body that wouldn’t quit. I was invited into a side office and quizzed about my former employment. She asked if I had any experience working as a butler/chef/chauffeur. I explained that I had graduated from a “great culinary” school and that I had worked as a chauffeur while in college, which was true. She seemed pleased with my honesty and at that point she called her three daughters. They were all older then I expected; the youngest was 20 and the oldest 26. They were still living at home and it seemed to me, living off of their mother. What happened to their father was left unsaid. I was introduced and they all seemed to be well mannered and we seemed to hit it off right then and there. After that they said goodbye and their mother said that she would get back to me soon and let me know one way or the other about the position. So I left, still thinking about those young women, who were all built like their mother.
Two days passed when she finally called. She said that I was one of two finalists and asked if I could come back for a further interview. I said yes! She asked me to stop by later that day and I obliged. I was shocked and elated. I didn’t have the experience that I thought was necessary, but here I was a finalist. I wanted to pour on the charm, but decided to be myself. When I arrived I was escorted by Mrs. Allton (she finally told me her name) the 50ish mother and hopefully future employer. This time she led me down the hall to what looked like a doctor’s office, and it was. Seems that the Allton’s had their own personal physician. I was asked to undergo a physical just to ensure that there were no health problems and to ensure that I was not carrying any contagious diseases. It seemed reasonable to me so I consented. Little did I realize that the doctor would be a woman, which made me somewhat uncomfortable. She was pretty and petite, but not as beautiful as Mrs. Allton and her daughters. She told me to undress and lie down on the examination table. Which I did. Then without warning Mrs. Allton casually walked in the room. I tried to reach for my pants and shirt, but they were hanging on a pole which was now behind Mrs. Allton. Then Mrs. Allton said, "What’s the matter with you? There’s no need to be embarrassed, I’ve seen naked men before." But I was speechless. Then she looked right at my male member and said to the doctor, that’s an extra large penis, isn’t it Mary? To which she answered, “I haven’t seen one that large in quite some time.” Then Mrs. Allton asked the doctor if she had checked my balls, to which she said, “No, not yet!” At that, Mrs. Allton reached down any grabbed then. She said to the doctor, “These are huge and filled I’m sure with a ton of come.” The doctor took them in her hand and said that their were no lumps and that they seemed perfect. It’s then that I noticed several other faces peering down at me from the doorway. There they were, all three daughters looking on. One of them said to her mother, I think that he’s the one. To which Mrs. Allton replied, I’ll be the judge of that! And quicker then I could blink, she dropped her dress and exposed her completely naked body. Her breasts were full and her nipples were erect. I didn’t know what to do and that’s when Mrs. Allton kissed my member and they all gasped as they watched it grow. I had a tremendous hard-on. Mrs. Allton said to me, I’ve never had a dick that large inside of me, let’s see if I can get it all in! And with that she mounted me, in full view of her daughters, who were now whistling and encouraging her. She kissed me and worked and worked and slowly pushed my whole male member into her dripping vagina. That accomplished, she pulled it out and asked for a measuring tape. She then measured my member, which was 8 ˝ inches erect and almost 6 inches around. She was elated! She jumped back on top and shoved it in once again. I told her that I was close to coming, so she stopped for a minute. One of her daughters then asked, “Let me have a turn mom!” But Mrs. Allton replied, not until he agrees and signs the paper! I had no clue about what she was saying. But then she started all over again and we both erupted into tremendous orgasms. I was spent and tired, but I could have done it all over again. She told me to get cleaned up and to meet her downstairs to sign some papers, the job was mine if I agreed to the terms! Terms? I supposed them to be some specific requirements and obligations. She had me sign so many papers that I wasn’t really paying attention to them. Finally finished, she asked me if I wanted to relax before she showed me around. She took me to the health club gym that was just amazing. It had everything anyone could want. I got in the whirlpool and tried to relive the sexual experience with Mrs. Allton. When I got out, before I could even get dressed, I was escorted back to the doctor’s office. There was Mary, the doctor, and all of the daughters. I wondered what was up? The oldest daughter pulled away my towel and picked up my male member. She was impressed, but then Mrs. Allton entered the room and then she asked me to turn around, which I did, not suspecting anything. The doctor then gave me a shot of something to which I yelled, but then all of a sudden I couldn’t stand or move, and yet I was wide awake. At this time Mrs. Allton said, “It’s time to complete that portion of the terms you agreed to. I was thinking? What is she talking about. Then she lowered the boom. You agreed to allow us to castrate you so that my daughters can have sex with you whenever they desire, without the worry of getting pregnant. I wanted to ask for a vasectomy, but I couldn’t speak. Mrs. Allton continued, “You’ll still be able to get erections and still have orgasms because we’ll administer testosterone on a regular basis. Not when you want it though, but when we desire you. Then she explained that her youngest daughter Tina, had asked if she could do the castrating this time. She’s watched them castrate our bulls and she thinks she can do it. Mary, our physician, will supervise. Tina is going to castrate you using the same tool that we use on our bulls. It’s a “smart bander.” It works by placing your balls and scrotum through a rubber tube, then it’s tightened by ratcheting a special lever. The tool tells you when the rubber tube is tight enough for castrating. Then it’s crimped and your balls will be ready to cut off. Let’s try it, o.k. O.K.? I didn’t want this, I’m not ready to be a eunuch I said to myself. But then I was turned on my back and forced over the end of the table. Doctor Mary took the rubber tube, pushed my balls between it and then she told Tina to ratchet it the band slowly, which she did. I could feel it getting tighter and tighter. Finally Doctor Mary said, “That’s it! You can stop tightening.” Then Tina asked her mother, “Now show me again how to use this thing?” I could see a long black instrument that looked as if it had sharp blades facing towards one another. It resembled a pair of scissors, only it was long and the v-shaped blades were gleaming sharp! But to ensure that I saw it clearly, Mrs. Allton brought it to my face and then explained. “You see, now that your balls and scrotum are tightly bound and crimped, we take this special castrating tool and place your balls between the blades and pull fast & hard, and then your balls come right off. It’s so neat to watch it and it turns me on every time I see it. I was stunned and shocked, was this really happening to me, I asked myself repeatedly? But it was and I was about to be castrated! Finally, Mary said to Tina, are you ready? You’ve got to be quick. Then she helped her to place the blades in just the right spot. But Mrs. Allston said, “Let’s make him get on his knees and allow him to watch. So Mrs. Allston and her two other daughters lowered me to my knees. I too was fascinated and scared as I watched Dr. Mary reposition the double bladed knife at the front of my balls. Tina was behind me and she was going to pull from the rear. But just when Tina was about to castrate me, her oldest sister said, “I want to catch them in a bowl!” So she put a bowl under my balls and then they all said on three. Very slowly they counted, 1 - 2 – and 3! Tina pulled hard! And I felt some pain. I looked, but she hadn’t completely castrated me, my one testicle hit the bowl and it looked so strange to me. The knife was still in place and so they yelled, pull it again, which she did, and this time my balls and scrotum were completely severed! I was castrated. I kept repeating it to myself, as if it weren’t true, “I’m castrated, I’m castrated!” The women were all celebrating and patting Tina on the back. They were telling her that she was one of them now, and that she had passed her initiation. I was cleaned up and then Karen, the oldest girl said, “We’re going to encase your balls in a clear acrylic cube.” Then who ever has your balls, has the right to do with you what they wish. You’ll be serving us with that big dick of yours, and I’m going to have it next. With that I was left to heal for a whole week. I was made to rest and recuperate and each morning Karen would come in and inspect the wound. She said, “As soon as you’ve healed, you’re going to serve me and satisfy me!” Then she left. The next day she came back and said, “I’ve got a present for you and handed me a box. Open it, she demanded. So I did. Inside was a clear cube with two strange looking orbs inside. Then she said gleefully, “Those are your balls!” Aren’t they cool looking! I also passed out. But she kept me awake. Then she demanded my service. She took my penis, stroked it, and worked it until I got a huge erection. Then she demanded that I mount her, which I did. Funny thing, I was quite turned on, I didn’t need my balls after all, Mrs. Allton was right. Then Karen said, “See, now you can screw me and get excited and we won’t even wear protection! That’s why we hired you. Now I know. P.S. Tina and her other sister, didn’t like me ejaculating inside of them, even though it wasn’t much and even though there wasn’t any sperm to worry about. Mrs. Allton is going to have my urethra repositioned to make them happy. Whatever works! I’m having regular sex, with no balls, and I’m loving it!
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