When we got there, I noticed that the bottom four rows of seats in the stadium were red and they looked more comfortable than the rest of the seats. We sat down in the first row past the red seats. Matti and Chris sat on either side of me and held my hands because they knew I was real nervous. Even these seats were much more comfortable than the seats at the soccer field at home.

Matti said, "The red seats are reserved for the clients, slave owners and free boys but we can move down, if we want after the ceremony starts if the seats are empty. Since this is a Wednesday, there should be plenty of empty red seats."

I said, "I don't want to get too close so let's just stay here."

Then Matti said, "About an hour ago robots sprayed this whole area with germ killers and they turned on strong ultraviolet lights that shine up. The UV lights kill any germs that fall down on the area from the sky. They can't shine the UV lights down because they would hurt our eyes and skin.

"The boys to be cut take showers with strong germ killing soap about half an hour before they're cut. Then their boy parts are sprayed with a numbing solution. After the skin is numb, they get injections to numb them completely and injections to help make their balls come down. Warm towels are kept on their balls until just before they come out onto the field that also help keep their balls down so that they are easier to grab."

When the ceremony started, three boys were led out of a building and tied down to stakes in the ground with their legs spread wide apart. Ben was dressed in a long black robe with a hood. He approached the first boy. The boy was screaming, "NO! PLEASE NO! DON'T DO THIS!" He screamed it over and over again. He had a stiffy and I had one too. I think Matti and Chris noticed but they pretended they didn't.

Matti said quietly, "The guy on the other side of the boy has a medical unit. As soon as Ben finishes, he'll put the medical unit on the boy. It'll temporarily close the wound, start an IV and give him pain killers, antibiotics and healing agents through the IV. The machine will keep him from losing too much blood or going into shock.

"After the ceremony is over, he'll be taken to the infirmary where they'll give him general anesthesia which will put him to sleep. Then they'll remove the internal part of his penis and insert the catheter, that's the plastic tube you saw in Randal. They'll move his pee hole down to just above his butt hole so that he can pee sitting down without leaning forward, clean things up a little and close the wound again."

Ben bent down and grabbed hold of the boy's package with his left hand. He pulled it up hard and for a second I thought he was going to pull it off. Then he took a knife out of his belt with his right hand and quickly sliced off the boy's dick and balls. Blood gushed out for a second or two before the other guy put the medical machine on the boy. Ben straightened up and held the boy's package high in the air. It was dripping blood. The boy stopped screaming and started weeping. Several clients in the crowd cheered and I think some of them were jacking off.

I felt really, really sick. Suddenly I bent over and barfed all over Matti's pants and shoes. I felt like I was going to pass out. Matti said, "This is too much for him. Let's get him out of here." Matti and Chris had to practically carry me into a nearby room.

They put me on an auto stretcher. The stretcher wrapped a cuff around my right arm, stuck a thermometer in my right ear, put a cap on my head, put a thing on my right middle finger and put a band across my chest. I wasn't scared 'cause I had seen auto stretchers on TV and been put on one when I was hurt playing soccer.

The stretcher said, "temp 98.4, pulse 124, blood pressure 95 over 65, respiration 25, oxygen saturation 96 percent, electrocardiogram normal, electroencephalogram normal, perspiration excessive."

Someone in a white coat came up to me and said, "What happened to this little guy?"

Matti replied, "The ceremony was too much for him. He vomited and got really pale. Should we take him to the infirmary or back to our room?"

The man looked at the display on the stretcher and said, "His vital signs are pretty normal. I think you should take him back to your room. He will be more comfortable there. Keep him lying down as much as possible for the next several hours." Then he gave me a pill and a cup of something and said, "Swallow this. It's a mild tranquilizer. It will make you feel better."

The drink tasted kind of salty and sweet. I said, "What is this? It tastes funny."

He said, "It's Pedialyte ®. It will help bring your blood pressure up and make you feel better." He put a full bottle and an almost full bottle on the stretcher and continued, "Drink as much of this as you can tonight."

He turned to Matti and said, "If he vomits again, insert this in his rectum but be sure to take off the foil first." He held up a thing about the size and shape of a long thin jelly bean covered in gold colored foil and gave it to Matti. Then he said, "Keep the stretcher in your room until he is feeling better in case you decide to take him to the infirmary, we have plenty of them. Tell me your room number so that I can come and see how he is later tonight."

Matti said, "ST42."

The man said, "If he gets worse, put him back on the stretcher and tell it to take him to the infirmary fast. Stretcher, go to room ST42, slow. "

The stretcher said, "Acknowledged," and it started rolling away. Matti and Chris walked on each side holding my hands. Matti got out his phone, pressed a few buttons and said, "Bathtub fill, 102 degrees."

When we got to our room Matti had me drink some pear wine, it was the flavor I liked the best of the ones he had me try before my first training session. Then he and Chris helped me into the tub. Matti said, "Chris get into the bathtub with Sander and turn the jets on. Make sure he keeps his head above the water. I'll join you as soon as I'm undressed."

The jets in the bath felt good but having Matti and Chris on either side of me felt even better. After a while they got me out of the bath, dried me off and put me to bed. They laid down on either side of me. I fell asleep right away.

When I woke up, I was feeling a lot better but I was real hungry. Mr. Bear and Garfield were on each side of me. I saw that Matti and Chris were sitting at the table playing cards. I said, "How long did I sleep? Did I miss dinner? I'm real hungry."

Matti said, "About two hours. You didn't miss dinner. We waited for you. I'm not surprised you're hungry. You lost your afternoon snack and probably part of your lunch too."

Then I said to Matti, "I'm so sorry I barfed on your pants and shoes."

Matti replied, "Don't worry about it. You couldn't help it, besides, my pants and sneakers are washable. I put them down the laundry chute before I got into the bath so that they wouldn't stink up the place. Any time now, a robot will deliver them all clean and as good as new.

"I'm not supposed to do this but if you're nullified, I'll give you a very strong tranquilizer so that you can get through it easier. You might not even remember it."

I wanted to eat at the table but Matti insisted that I eat in bed. Matti and Chris ate in bed with me so it wasn't too bad. After we ate, I wanted to go into the media room to watch a movie but again Matti insisted that I watch it in bed on my computer. Matti and Chris lay on either side of me and watched the movie with me so it wasn't too bad either.

While we were watching the movie, the man in the white coat came to the door. Chris let him in. He said to me, "Hello young man. I am doctor James. I forgot to ask your name when I saw you earlier."

I said, "I'm Sander."

He said, "Hello Sander, it's nice to meet you. I apologize for not introducing myself and asking your name earlier but I was worried about the new nullos. These ceremonies always worry me. If they have to nullify the boys, they should have a doctor do it in an operating room, not the owner on the grass.

"How are you feeling now? Did you vomit again?"

I said, "Much better and I didn't barf again. I hate barfing."

He said, "I hate it too. You look much better." He held a PDA up to my collar for a second and then he started reading something.

I said, "Whatya doing?"

He said, "Just looking at your medical records. They seem pretty normal except that you have never had a genetic profile done."

I said, "Dad couldn't afford it, besides nobody in my family has any genetic diseases."

Dr. James said, "Everybody has at least a few minor genetic defects but if we know about them we can compensate for most of them with drugs, hormones, vitamins, minerals or special diets. I am going to take a genetic sample right now so that we can get you started on the treatments for your genetic defects. The earlier it is done, the better it is."

I said, "Are you gunna take blood? I don't like needles."

Dr. James replied, "I just need to scrape the inside of your cheek with this. It doesn't hurt at all" He held up a cotton swab and I opened my mouth. He was right. It didn't hurt.

He had me lie down on the Stretcher again and it did the same things as before. This time it said, "temp 98.6, pulse 82, blood pressure 105 over 75, respiration 19, oxygen saturation 99 percent, electrocardiogram normal, electroencephalogram normal, perspiration normal."

Dr. James said, "You will be fine." He helped me get off the Stretcher and then said, "Stretcher go to first aid station C1, slow."

The stretcher said, "Acknowledged," and it rolled away.

I said, "Can I get up and watch a movie in the entertainment room? Matti made me stay in bed."

He said, "Yes you can but if you start feeling faint you have to lie down again."

Dr. James spoke to Matti and said, "Trainer Miller, I want you to make an appointment for Sander to come to my office for a complete physical as soon as possible."

Matti said, "I'll do that right away. You don't have to call me trainer Miller. You can call me Matti or trainer Matti."

Dr. James said, "I remember you. You were a slave and I treated you for a broken wrist. It was a roller blading accident wasn't it?"

"Yes it was. I also has some scrapes and bruises a few times," Matti replied.

"How is the wrist now? Any pain or stiffness?" Dr. James asked.

"It's as good as new," Matti replied.

"That's good," Dr. James said and he shook hands with all of us and left.

I said, "I like Dr. James, he's really nice."

Chris said, "I like him too. He took care of me after I was nullified. He's a nullo former slave like most of the teachers. I think that's why he's so nice."

"Does nullification make boys nicer?" I asked.

Chris said, "I think it does."

"What about Henry? He's nullified and he's not nice. Matti isn't nullified and he's very nice." I replied.

"There are exceptions to every rule." Chris said.

The next morning when Matti and I were about to start our training session I asked him, "Last night you said that after the ceremony the doctors remove the internal part of a boy's dick. I didn't know there was an internal part. Isn't it all outside?"

Matti replied, "No. almost a third of your dick is inside of you. Lets get our dicks hard so that you can feel the internal part." Mine was already hard and it only took a few seconds to get Matti's hard. It was easier to feel the internal part of Matti's dick 'cause his was bigger than mine but I could feel mine too.

After my morning training session and our group shower I had to go see Dr. James without eating breakfast first 'cause some of the tests had to be done fasting. After Dr. James finished the tests he asked me if I had any questions so I said, "Chris says that his nullo place has gotten almost as sensitive as his dick was. He says he can have orgasms just by someone stroking or licking him there. If I am nullified, will that happen to me and why does it happen?"

Dr. James said, "When we finish up the nullification we relocate as many of the sensory nerves that were in the penis as possible to the surrounding skin so that the area will be as sensitive as possible. More than 97 percent of the nullos we do have enough sensation so that they can have orgasms by being stimulated there. It takes several months for the area to get as sensitive as it will get because the nerves are injured when they are relocated."

"Why do you do that, wouldn't it be easier to just cut everything off?" I asked.

"It would be easier but this is much better because it is the right thing to do. We are taking away a boy's penis. The least we can do is give him a sensitive nullo place as partial compensation. Also it makes the slave happier and a happier slave is a more profitable slave," Dr. James replied.

Dr. James took me to the cafeteria so that I could get a late breakfast. The cafeteria was way, way better than the one at school at home. It was better than any restaurant I had eaten in but Dad and I rarely ate in restaurants 'cause we couldn't afford it.

Later that day Chris and I were walking along the beach when someone came up behind us and said, "Hi Chris. Who's the new trainee?"

We turned around and Chris said, "Hello George. This is Sander. He's Ben's newest slave." I noticed that George had balls but no dick.

I must have been staring at his balls because he said, "I bet you're wondering why I have balls but no dick?"

I said, "Yeah. Sorry for staring."

George said, "No problem. A few clients prefer slaves with balls and no dick. They think it makes us more passionate. My owner specializes in those clients so he cuts off just our dicks and not our balls. I wish I had been bought by Ben 'cause he pays more and it would be better to be a nullo than to be dickless but have balls. After my contract with Mr. Peters is up, I'm gonna try to get a contract with Ben."

A few days later Matti said, "Your hair is getting a little long. Go to the salon and give the robot this." He handed me a memory crystal. "It has instructions on the hair style Ben and I think will look the best on you."

I said, "But I don't know where it is and Chris is with a client so he can't show me."

Matti said, "Whenever you don't know where anything is, just press a button on your collar and say, 'Lead me to', and then the name of where you want to go. In a minute or two a flying guide robot that looks like a big dragonfly will show up and all you have to do is follow it. You have to be outside when you call them because they can't open doors."

It was fun following the dragonfly robot. The faster I went, the faster it went. By the time I got to the salon I was running as fast as I could and the robot was still about ten feet ahead of me until it hovered high above the door to the salon for a few seconds while it made a beeping sound. Then it flew away real fast.

When I got back to our room, Chris was back from his appointment. Matti said, "I like your new hair cut. You look much better with bangs, no part, bushy on the top and tapered on the sides."

I said, "I like it too. This is the way I always get my hair cut but after a month or so it gets too long and I have to part it on the side again until my next haircut. We couldn't afford to get haircuts more than two or three times a year."

"Here on the island you'll get a haircut every week so that your hair will always be perfect," Matti said.

I went over and looked in the mirror and then said, "This looks so good, maybe they should cut all slaves' hair this way."

Matti said, "That wouldn't work. Let me show you why." He sat down at his computer and put two pictures of Chris on the monitor. He typed a few commands and then one of the pictures of Chris had my hair on it. He said, "What do you think?"

I said, "It looks funny. It looks like Chris' head is kinda fat."

Matti said, "That's because Chris's face is rounder than yours. That's why his hair is styled so that it goes straight up but very neatly straight up. It makes his face look less round."

Chris said, "I tried a whole bunch of different haircuts but I never found one that I liked until Ben had my hair cut this way. It's lots of work to keep it looking like this but if I don't feel like doing it I can just pop over to the salon and have a robot do it.

"Sander, I like your new hair too. It makes you look even more beautiful than before. There's only one thing that would make you more beautiful."

"What's that?" I asked.

"You could get yourself nullified," he replied.

I stuck my tongue out at him and he giggled. I thought, "Maybe it wouldn't be too bad being nullified. I know I like being mounted better than I like mounting someone or jacking off and it would be nice to not have to worry about getting an embarrassing boner and be like most of the kids on the island."

Then I thought, "What about after I go home? I would hate to be the only nullo in my school and neighborhood." I said, "I guess it wouldn't be too bad to be nullified if I could stay on the island the rest of my life."

Chris said, "I'd like to stay here too. I think most slaves would, especially if they've been nullified."

Matti said, "I am working on finding a way so that all three of us can stay on the island. I have discovered that once you are a slave here, you can get a new contract without your parent's permission. So, if you two want to, you can stay here as long as you can find an owner willing to give you a contract.

"I have become emancipated and I am working on qualifying as a slave owner. I should be qualified before your contracts are over so you can get a contract with me if you can't get one with Ben."

Chris said, "You are skinny but you're not emancipated."

I said, "No. When you're real skinny you're emaciated. Emancipated means you're free. In this case it means Matti's parents can't tell him what to do anymore and he can earn and spend his own money."

Chris got an unhappy look on his face and said, "Oh. I'm so dumb."

I said, "No. You're not. You're only a kid. Kids make mistakes. That's how we learn."

"But you knew it and you're nine months younger than me," he replied.

"I am sure there are things you know that I don't" I replied. "Just a few months ago I thought the tires on my dad's car were radicals instead of radials. Everybody makes mistakes and has things they don't know."

"Sander is right. I am several years older that you are Chris, and there are lots of things I don't know yet. I am always making mistakes and putting my foot in my mouth," Matti said and Chris started to look happier.

Chris said, "If we can get contracts with you, why would we want to get contracts with Ben?"

"Because he will be able to pay you more than I will. Most of my money is tied up in my trust fund." Matti replied.

I said, "If I still have my boy parts when my contract with Ben is up I will definitely get a contract with you Matti 'cause I know that you would never nullify or castrate me."

"If I become a slave owner I will never castrate, penectomize or nullify any of my boys," Matti said.

"What if they really want it like Randal?" Chris asked.

"I suppose I would sell them to someone else or have someone else do it," Matti said.

Later after Chris had left, Matti said, "I really liked the way you tried to make Chris feel better when he made the mistake. It was really nice of you. He is not as smart as you are but he is smarter than average. His IQ is 120 which puts him in the top 10 percent."

I asked, "What's my IQ?"

"Yours is 145 which puts you in the top 1 percent but don't tell Chris. He has a thing about thinking he is stupid because his cousin is a lot smarter than he is and she's always calling him a dumb boy," Matti replied.

"Don't worry I won't," I said. I continued, "I wish I hadn't corrected him. I should have waited for you to tell him that he had the wrong word.

"I lied to Chris when I said that it was a few months ago that I made the mistake about the tires. It was really a few years ago. I just couldn't stand to see him so unhappy. Should I tell him I lied?"

"No," Matti said. "That was what is called a white lie. There is nothing wrong with a white lie that makes someone feel better."

(To be continued.)

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