The two other men who were with Number 74 in the waiting room sat there for a while, then the same young woman who had come for Number 74 returned and asked Number 73 to accompany her.

She conducted him to a small cubicle and instructed him to lie on the couch and not to move until she returned. Without a word, Number 73 obeyed her command. She turned on her heel and left the room.

A couple of minutes later, a young woman in a green gown entered and coolly observed him for a few seconds. "Number 73, in accordance with the laws of the Island, you are required to be circumcised. Do you understand what that means?"

"Yes." Mumbled Number 73.

"Yes, What?" barked the woman. "Yes, Madam." He replied.

"That’s better," she said, "You’re learn that you must give respect to all females here. Now, sign this consent form." Number 73 took the pen from the woman and signed his name. "I’m afraid that won’t do," she said, "From now on you are simply Number 73, so sign it accordingly." Number 73 duly re-signed the paper.

The woman looked at the paper and put it to one side. Then she took hold of his cock and inspected it, pulling back his foreskin and examined the head of it. "I think I’ll give you a nice tight cut," she said, "It will go well with those large balls of yours, assuming that you are permitted to keep them."

She worked quickly and was soon depositing the remains of his foreskin in a dish. After that she began to sew him up. She finished off by dressing the wound and cleaning him up.

"All finished." She said presently, "You can get up now and return to the waiting room." Number 73 obeyed her and went back to the waiting room, to find that the other male who had been waiting there had gone.

The other male, Number 75, returned a few minutes later with his cock circumcised and bandaged up. They had both been away for some 40 minutes.

A few minutes later, another nurse appeared and ordered them to follow her to their dormitory, where they must remain until called for breakfast in the morning. They both nodded and she left, locking the door behind her.

After breakfast the following morning, Numbers 73 and 75 were instructed to wait in the Waiting Room until they were called. A short time later, two naked young women entered the room and handcuffed the two men; then led them out into a courtyard. There were a number of women were waiting there, and applauded as the two men were led out and chained to stout wooden posts on a raised dias.

One by one the women approached the two men and inspected them. Number 75 recognised one of the women as the First Officer from the Amazonia. She smiled at him as she felt his cock and ball sac, then she winked at him before leaving the dias. The men watched as the women went to a booth in the corner of the courtyard. Eventually, after all the women had visited the booth, a middle aged woman emerged from the booth, carrying a clipboard.She approached the dias and mounted the steps. She turned to face the women gathered in front of it to make an announcement.

"The votes in the Selection Process have been counted and are as follows…. Number 73 has polled 21 votes and Number 75 has polled 16. I therefore declare that Number 73 has been selected for Service Duties."

A ripple of applause came from the women.

The woman held up her hand for silence before continuing. "In accordance with the laws of the Island, Number 75 will now be castrated."

The two young women who had brought the men out stepped forward and unlocked Number 73 and led him back into the building. They returned a couple of minutes later and repositioned Number 75 between the two posts, securing his arms to them. They then forced his feet apart and secured his ankles to the posts.

The older woman nodded to a young woman standing near the steps to the dias. The young woman climbed the steps, carrying a small bag. She approached Number 75 and with her free hand, grasped his balls and squeezed them hard. Number 75 hardly flinched. "Good," she said, "He’s already prepared."

She opened her bag and drew out a shiny instrument, shaped like a large pair of pliers. She smiled at him and said in a low voice, "This is my favourite pair of Burdizzo clamps"

Grasping his balls, she pulled them down and felt for the cords of his left ball. When she had found them, she positioned the clamp over the cords and looked at the older woman, who nodded to her. On receiving the signal, the young woman slammed the handles of the clamp together and kept them closed for a good half minute before moving the clamps to make sure the cords were completely crushed. She then released the clamp and repositioned it slightly lower down the cords and closed the handles again.

When she was sure that the cords of Number 75’s left ball were completely crushed she moved her attention to his right ball. A couple of minutes later the cords of his right ball were also crushed and as she put her clamp back into its bag, the women gathered round the dias applauded her loudly. The older woman stepped forward again and announced that in accordance with the law, Number 75 had been publically castrated and would be duly released into the community, once he had been pronounced safe. Bidding for Eunuch Number 75 would commence at 1pm.