Tom's Castration

Tom met Anne while he was on holiday in Switzerland in 1994. At 29, he was an interior designer and she was a 20 -year old nurse in a private London Clinic.

On their second evening, after a romantic dinner and a few drinks, Anne suggested that it might be nice to go up to her room and get more comfortable. As they closed the door behind them and he turn to face her, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Tom stroked her back and let his hands come to rest on her bottom. Anne responded by rubbing herself against him, feeling the stirring of his cock in his jeans.

She led him towards her bed and pulled him down beside her.

He put his hand on her breast and felt her nipple harden. He began to massage it, rolling her nipple between his thumb and fingers.

“That’s nice,” she murmured

Tom unbuttoned her dress and slipped it off her shoulder.

“You have a gorgeous breast. It’s so soft, yet your nipple is so hard.” He whispered.

“I’m glad you like it, but there are two of them.”

He transferred his attention to her other breast, but continued to play with the first.

After a few minutes, he moved his hand on to her knee.

“You don’t mind, do you?” he whispered.

“Of course not, I’d remove it if I did”

He slid his hand gently under her dress, she parted her legs slightly. He couldn’t believe his luck when he discovered she was wearing stockings.

Tom slipped off the bed and kissed her knee, then moved slowly up her leg rubbing his face against the taut nylon.

“Do you like them?” she asked

“Hmm.” said Tom, “I think stockings are very sexy.”

“That’s nice,” said Anne, “I never wear anything else. Tights are too uncomfortable.”

Tom stroked the bare flesh above her stocking top and ran his fingers over her suspenders until he reached the soft silk of her french knickers.

Tom stroked her slit through the silk, which made her sigh with pleasure.

“Why don’t we get undressed?” whispered Anne, “We’d be much more comfortable.” Tom smiled and got up. Quickly he removed his shirt and unbuckled his jeans.

Anne caught her breath as he removed his pants and she saw his cock for the first time. It was very thick and stood out stiffly from his pubic hair.

Below it hung the largest pair of balls she had ever seen.

She reached out and grasped his balls; using them to pull him towards her.

“I’ve got you by the balls, and that’s how I’m going to keep you” she said.

“I’ll hold you to that” laughed Tom,

“I’ve always dreamed of having a woman dominate me!”

Anne transferred her attention to his cock.

As she tried to push his long foreskin back, Tom winced.

“Gently,” he said, “It’s rather tight!”

“Why don’t you have it removed?” she asked.

“Wouldn’t that be very painful?” He replied

“Not if you had it done by a specialist,” she said,

“Anyway, in the long term, you’d feel better for it.”

Tom continued sucking her nipples, then moved down her body, kissing her, until he reached her pubic hair.

“You have beautiful hair here,” he said, “It’s so long and silky.”

Anne parted her legs.

Tom slid between them and ran his tongue along her slit, before using his fingers to part the lips of her cunt. Using his tongue, he massaged her clit.

Anne moaned with pleasure.

“Please, put your cock inside me”

Tom gently moved his body so that he was lying on top of her.

Anne reached down and guided him into her.

She sighed with pleasure as he filled her.

“You feel gorgeous” he breathed. “Is it safe to be inside you like this?”

“Yes, I’m on the Pill”

Thrusting slowly brought her to a shattering orgasm, then a second and a third.

“Please come, Tom” she panted, “I want to feel you shooting your sperm inside me!”

He quickened his thrusts, and soon felt his balls start to tingle. He was about to come.

She felt his cock swell and throb as he emptied his balls deep inside her.

“That was fantastic, Tom,” she said,

“Do you know how many times you made me come?”

He stroked her hair

“At least twice. I could feel your cunt getting tight when you came”.

They spent the rest of the night talking and fucking until, at last, they dropped off to sleep just as it was getting light.

By the end of their holiday, they both knew that this would be no ordinary holiday fling, and vowed to keep in touch when they got home.

Anne returned home to the small Berkshire village, where she lived with her mother, Val,

who was a doctor. Together they ran a private fertility clinic in London, which had been started by her late father. Since his death, Anne and Val had become very close.

Anne told Val about Tom, and hoped that he would not forget her. The next day, he phoned and after a long conversation, she invited him down to stay the weekend and to meet her mother.

The weekend was a huge success and by the Monday morning, when Tom left for work, Anne knew for certain that he was the man for her. They saw a lot of each other in the following weeks, and Tom stayed with them in Berkshire most weekends.

It wasn’t long before Tom moved in with Anne and Val. His job allowed him to work from home, so he agreed to look after the housework whilst the two women were at the Clinic during the day. To mark the occasion, Anne gave him a small box with a white ribbon tied around it.

“Its something to remind you of our first night together” she said as he opened it.

Inside was a flat, gold chain with a small padlock attached.

“What’s this?” asked Tom.

“It’s a ball chain” smiled Anne.

“From now on, you will be my slave and will wear it all the time”.

Tom grinned.

“I’m all yours, so you’d better claim your property.”

She took the chain and undid the padlock.

“Before you chain my balls, shouldn’t they be shaved?” he asked.

“Yes, they should” replied Anne, “I’ll get your razor”.

While she was away, Tom stripped and lay on their bed.

Anne returned with a bowl of hot water and a towel and proceeded to lather Tom’s cock and balls.

“Be careful with that razor, or you’ll castrate me.” He said with a smile.

“If my slave doesn’t behave, I might just do that.” She replied.

Anne set to work with the razor.

As she handled his balls, Tom’s cock began to stiffen.

Anne soon completed shaving his pubic hair and patted him dry. Then she slipped the chain around his cock and balls, locking it in place.

Tom stood up and went across to the mirror.

“That looks fantastic, but the chain is a bit tight”.

“Good,” said Anne, “That will remind you who’s boss.”

As he turned round, Anne crossed the room to him and gently grasped the chained orbs between his legs,

“Now I’ve really got you by the balls!”

Tom thought for a minute.

“Do you want me circumcised, as well?”

Anne nodded.

“Yes please! I could ask Mum if she’d do it for you”.

“Does she do that sort of thing?” he asked.

“Oh, yes. At the Clinic we do Circumcisions, Vasectomies, Artificial Inseminations, all sorts of things”.

Tom dressed and they went downstairs to find Val.

“Tom has decided that he wants to be circumcised. Would you do it for him?”

“Yes, of course” said Val, “When would you like to have it done, Tom?”

“As soon as possible,” he said, “When could you do it?”

“How about tomorrow morning?” said Val.

“Tomorrow? Yes, I’ll look forward to that.”

The following morning Anne led Tom into Val’s surgery.

Val told him to strip and lie down on the operating table. Then she saw the padlock and chain around his balls.

“So that’s what the chain was for,” she said, “You won’t need to take it off”.

“Just as well,” said Tom, “Anne has the only key.”

She put him at ease by telling him that it was a painless and quick operation, as she washed him with antiseptic solution, then injected anaesthetic into his cock.

While it was taking effect, she took the opportunity to examine his cock and balls very closely, remarking how well developed he was. When she turned to reach for her instruments, Tom could see that Val was wearing seamed stockings.

His operation took about 20 minutes.

Whilst Val was attending to his foreskin, she casually asked if he liked a woman to wear stockings.

“I think they make a woman look very sexy,” he replied. “I see you are wearing them.”

“You’re very observant,” said Val,

“I find them more comfortable than tights. I can see you appreciate them.”

“Seamed stockings look very elegant,” he replied,

“They accentuate the shape of your legs. Anne tells me that you do Vasectomies at your Clinic.”

“That’s correct. Are you thinking of having one?” She laughed,

“If you are, I could do it for you now.”

“No,” he said, “I’d like to become a father at some time.”

“Oh, anyone in mind?” she enquired.

“Well, it would be nice to have a baby with Anne.” He said, “If she wants one”.

“She’s young,” replied Val, “But I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted a baby soon.”

Val worked quickly and was soon applying a dressing to Tom’s newly circumcised cock.

“There you are Tom,” she said, “ I’ve given you a nice, tight circumcision.”

“I’m sure Anne will be pleased. It‘s very good of you to have it done for her”.

Tom nodded.

“How soon will we be able to have sex again?”

“It will take about three weeks to heal properly,” said Val,

“So those big balls of yours are going to get rather full! I know that Anne is on the Pill, but would advise you to wear a condom at first; you’ll be a bit sensitive”

Tom left the surgery to find Anne waiting for him.

“That didn’t hurt at all,” he told her, “I hope you like it!”

“It’ll be a bit tender for a while,” she replied.

“So, to toughen it up, you are not going to wear anything under your jeans.”

A few days later, Val removed the dressings and inspected her work.

“You’re healing up nicely.” She told him.

As she completed her inspection, she gathered up his balls in her hand and gently squeezed them. His cock began to stiffen.

“Don’t worry about getting an erection,” she said, “ The stitches won’t come out.”

She smiled to herself, pleased at having that effect on him.

A couple of weeks later, Anne told Tom that she was going to stop taking the Pill.

“O.K,” he replied, “Do you want me to wear a johnny in future?”

“No,” she said, “I don’t like the feel of them, and besides, you might burst it. We don’t want any accidents.”

“Are you going to have a coil?” he asked.

“No, I’ve decided to have ring put in the end of your cock,” she told him,

“That way I will be able to keep you under control. You may only fuck me when I’m safe. You can meet me from work tomorrow and I’ll take you to have it done”

Tom met Anne the following day in London and she took him to the piercing studio.

The receptionist told them that Rachael would be doing the piercing and would meet them in a few minutes.

Rachael took them into her studio. She asked Anne if she had any preferences for the placing of the ring.

“I want to use it to keep him under control.” She said,

“I‘d like the ring to exit just under the rim of his glans and to be permanently fixed in place, so that he can’t remove it.”

“That’s a bit of an unusual request,” said Rachael,

“I’ll put heavy gauge ring in. He won’t be able to get it out, and you’ll be able to put a padlock through it.”

“Will he still be able to come, with the ring in place?”

“Oh, yes, no problem there! You’ll find that the heavier gauge ring will be very stimulating.”

“Perfect,” said Anne

Turning to Tom, Rachael said,

“Get your cock out and lie down on the couch.”

Tom removed his jeans and lay down.

Rachael inspected his cock closely.

“I see that he’s been circumcised recently.”

“Yes, I much prefer him that way,” said Anne,

“A cock feels so much better without that loose skin.”

“Do you want me to use an anaesthetic?” asked Rachael.

“No, don’t bother,” Anne replied, “A little pain won’t hurt him.”

Rachael cleaned Tom with antiseptic solution, then opened the end of his cock to insert the needle.

With a quick push, the needle went through.

Tom winced at the sudden pain. Then he was aware that something was being inserted into the end of his cock.

Anne had a surprise for him. She asked if she could have the head of his cock tattooed.

“It will be rather painful for him,” said Rachael, “The glans is very sensitive”

“I’m sure he won’t mind a little extra pain for me” replied Anne.

Rachael brought the tattooing equipment up to the couch, and in no time Tom had ‘ANNE’ tattooed on his glans. Satisfied with her work, Rachael applied a dressing and told Tom that he could get dressed.

Anne had another surprise for him. She asked to have her nipples pierced.

When they left the studio, Anne said,

“You’re now my properly ringed and identified slave.”

As soon as they arrived home, Anne fitted another chain to Tom’s padlock and threaded it through his ring.

“There,” she said, pulling his chains, “Now you can’t get me pregnant, not without my permission, anyway! ”

After dinner that evening, Anne said, “Show Mum what you had done today, Tom.”

Tom shyly removed his jeans and stood in front of Val so that she could see his new ring, chain and tattoo.

“That looks lovely,” said Val. “Is extra chain to stop him playing with himself?”

“Yes,” said Anne, “It’s several weeks since I last let him come. His balls are getting very full and I don’t want him emptying them without permission!”

Val gently squeezed Tom’s balls.

“Yes, they are full. Where will you keep the key, so that he can’t unlock it?”

“That’s not a problem,” said Anne, “I had my nipples pierced, so I’ll keep the key on a chain between my breasts!”

A month later, Tom had fully healed, but had still not been allowed any sexual relief. Consequently he was feeling very frustrated and bad tempered. Anne enjoyed keeping him that way, but decided that it was time for him empty his balls.

That evening she changed into a blue satin basque that she had bought for the occasion. To compliment the outfit, she put on her sheerest black stockings, black silk french knickers and tied ribbons through her nipple rings. Finally she put on a short black dress.

All evening she sat opposite him and crossed her legs so that her dress rode up her thigh and he could see the tops of her stockings.

That night, as he undressed her, she watched his face while he slowly removed her dress. Before he removed her basque and stockings, she ordered him to strip.

When he was naked she cupped his balls in her hand and was surprised how heavy they felt.

“You’ve been very good and not complained about the lack of sex. As a reward, you can empty your balls inside me tonight.” She told him.

Tom’s eyes widened, “Is it safe?” he asked.

“I think so,” she said “I want to feel your lovely bare, circumcised cock and ring inside me. I’ve missed not having sex too, but I wanted you to learn how life is going to be in future. You may only come with my permission.”

Tom’s “new” cock felt very different to her, and he quickly made her come.

She reached down between his legs and gently squeezed his balls.

“I want you to empty these into me now.” She panted.

“Not yet” he whispered, “I want to give you a lot more pleasure before I come”.

Anne climaxed a further three times before she felt his cock swell and throb as he shot his sperm deep inside her.

In the morning, Anne replaced Tom’s chain.

“I know it’s hard for you to be locked up like this, but it will improve your performance”

“I don’t mind,” said Tom, “I want you to keep me under very strict control. The chains stop me wasting sperm, which I should be giving to you”.

“Good,” she replied, “From now on, you will wear only a short tunic in the house, with nothing underneath.”

The week before Anne’s birthday, she told Tom that she and Val had arranged to go on a girl’s night out with some of their friends, and that he would have to stay at home.

The evening of the party, Tom helped Anne and Val to dress in their party clothes. He fastened their basques and put on their stockings, making sure that their seams were straight and zipped them into their dresses.

“We will be quite late tonight,” said Anne.

“We are going to chain you in front of the TV, so that you’re there to greet us when we get home.” She added.

Just before they went out, Anne attached Tom’s padlock to a heavier length of chain, which she padlocked to the leg of his chair.

“There, now you’ll be good” she said, and kissed him.

Anne and Val met their friends for a meal at a local pub and started with a few drinks.

Over the meal, one of the girls, Susan, asked Anne where Tom was.

“We’ve left him at home, chained by his balls, in front of the TV” she replied.

“Sure you have” said Susan in disbelief.

“It’s true”, said Val, “Come back home with us after the meal, and we’ll show you.”

Over the meal, they all drank a lot of wine and by the end of the evening, all were getting pretty drunk.

At closing time, they took a taxi back to Val’s house.

Tom was dozing in his chair when he heard them arrive back. The girls entered the room and Tom stood up to greet them.

Susan saw the chain dangling between Tom’s legs, attached to the chair leg.

“He is chained up by the balls!” she giggled,

“We thought you were joking, Anne! Can I have a closer look?”

“Help yourself.” Said Anne, “Coffee?”

While Anne and Val went to make coffee, the other girls gathered around Tom to inspect his chains.

As Susan fondled his balls, the chain around them tightened as his cock became erect.

“Looks like he’s up for it tonight!” said one of the other girls. “Just look how big and tight his balls are!”

Kneeling in front of Tom, Susan weighed them in the palm of her hand.

“If my boyfriend had balls like these, I’d be pregnant all the time!” she laughed.

“If he was mine,” said one of the other girls, “I’d make him have a vasectomy!”

“It’s a brilliant idea, locking the ring onto the chain, so he can’t take it off,” said Susan,

They all laughed.

Anne asked what they thought of her slave control.

They all thought it looked very effective and congratulated her on having such a good idea.

“I see he’s been circumcised” said Susan,

“Do you prefer it?”

“Very much so.” said Susan, “I think that all men should have it done.”

The other women agreed.

“Have you had his balls snipped?” asked Susan

“No,” said Anne “I might want him to give me a baby, sometime”

“You can always have him done later.” Said Susan. “Is he much of a problem?”

“Sometimes,” conceded Anne, “He gets a bit irritable if I don’t let him come.”

“You could castrate him,” Susan suggested, “Then he wouldn’t be a problem.”

“I’ll bear that in mind. “ laughed Anne

Susan grasped Tom’s balls,

“If you were my slave, I’d cut these off.”

Over coffee, the women discussed the merits of keeping Tom under control.

“I’m looking for a way to keep him completely secure.” Anne told them,

“I’ve heard that a Chastity Tube is a very effective. Once it’s padlocked in place, it would prevent him getting an erection or playing with himself. Sex, of course, would be out of the question. Naturally, I’d keep the key. I’m not on the Pill, so I want to be sure that he can only have sex with me when I’m safe”

“You could always insist that he wears a johnnie.” suggested Susan.

“I could, but I don’t like the feel of them. Besides, it could slip off, or his ring could burst it. Keeping him under lock and key would be much more fun. It would allow me to dictate just how often he could empty his balls.” replied Anne.

“And,” she smiled, “it will prevent him lusting after other women!”

Anne showed the girls just how secure his chains were.

She tugged his padlock, so that they could see how the metal bit into the base of his balls.

“It gets very tight when he’s erect” she said,

“It reminds him who is in control and the chain through his cock ring makes if difficult for him to play with himself.”

“Good idea,” said Susan, “It seems to be effective, his balls are rather full!”

“They keep your feet warm as well” said Anne, kicking off her shoes and putting her stockinged foot on Tom’s groin.

“He likes the feel of nylons on his balls” she explained.

“Just look how he reacts!”

Several weeks later, Anne had to go to Leeds on a training course. Before she left, she told Tom that she would be leaving his key with Val, and that she expected him to look after, and obey, her mother’s wishes.

Anne had to start her journey very early that morning and left Tom in bed.

Just as he was thinking about getting up, Val entered the bedroom with a cup of coffee for him. When she bent over to put the cup down, her dressing gown fell open and Tom could see she was wearing a very flimsy nightie underneath.

“That’s a sexy nightie, Val” he said.

“I’m glad you like it.” She replied.

Tom could hardly believe it when she slipped her dressing gown off and he could see, through the thin material, that Val had had her nipples pierced.

“Do you like my nipple rings?” she said cupping her breasts in her hands.

“Anne tells me that they turn you on. I thought you might like it if I had a pair as well.”

Tom nodded.

“Yes, I think you do,” said Val, putting her hand under the duvet.

“That’s a very firm erection. Would you like to do something about it?” she said.

“Yes, but what will Anne say?” asked Tom.

“Well,” said Val, “She’s told me that you can be very demanding. Would you like look after me as well?”

“What about my chains?” asked Tom.

“Anne’s left your key in my keeping.” Said Val, smiling.

“Then I am yours to command, Mistress” he replied.

“That’s nice,” she said, “Now, I want you to eat me.”

Tom needed no further bidding. He threw back the duvet and pulled her into bed with him. He gently removed her nightie and buried his face between her legs and began to eat her. His tender licking and sucking quickly brought Val to a shuddering orgasm.

“I can see why Anne is so in love with you,” she gasped, “You really know how to look after a girl”.

Tom smiled and kissed her.

“Now, slave,” said Val, “Kneel beside me on the bed with your legs apart”.

Tom did as he was instructed and Val cupped his balls in her hand and fondled them.

“You have a beautiful pair of balls. Do you want to empty them?” she said,

“Yes, Mistress. Would you like me to wear a johnnie?” asked Tom

“Not really, but perhaps you’d better wear one.”

Tom opened the bedside draw and took out a packet of Durex.

“Let me put it on for you” said Val, and took the little sachet from him.

She ripped it open and rolled the johnnie onto his very hard cock, then lay back and opened her legs.

Tom mounted her and gently put his cock into her very wet cunt.

“That feels so good” breathed Val, “It’s a long time since I’ve had a man inside me”. Tom began to thrust slowly into her. Val responded by wrapping her legs around him; thrusting her hips up to meet him.

After a while, they rested from their exertions.

Tom lay beside her while she played with his cock and balls.

“Why don’t you take the johnny off, and fuck me properly?” she said.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

Val quickly rolled the rubber off his cock and dropped it onto the floor beside the bed.

“There,” she said, “That looks much better.”

Tom mounted her again.

“Oh Tom”, she said, “Please come soon, I want to feel your hot sperm inside me”

Tom thrust harder, pushing himself deep into her cunt. Then with a final thrust, he felt a delicious tingling feeling in his balls as he started to come.

As they relaxed, Val put her arms round him.

“That was fantastic! Will you fuck me again tonight?”

“Of course, I’m yours to command, Mistress”.

Val had decided to work at home, catching up on paperwork. To be comfortable, she wore a full-length silk nightie, which pleased Tom. The silk was very glossy and clung to her body, accentuating her breasts.

About 11 o’clock, Tom took Val a cup of coffee.

“We could drink this in the garden,” said Val, “It’s a lovely warm day”

Tom carried the tray out on to the patio.

“The sight of the sun shining on Val’s silk nightie soon had Tom erect.

“I can see why Anne thinks you’d be too much for her, if she let you have your way.”

She slid her nightie up and spread her legs, so that Tom could see her.

He immediately knelt between her legs and started to suck her cunt, which quickly made her come.

He slipped his cock into her and began to thrust.

“I suppose, really, we should be careful,” she whispered in his ear. “I’m not taking any precautions”

“Do you want me to pull out of you when I come?” he panted

“No, I want to feel you coming inside me again.”

Val felt Tom’s cock swell and start to throb as he came.

“Would you mind if get pregnant?” she asked.

“Of course not,” said Tom, “Are you still able to have a baby?”

“Yes,” she replied, “But I’m safe at the moment”

Just after lunch, Susan called at the house, to return some books she had borrowed from Anne. As usual Tom answered the door and showed Susan into the sitting room, where Val was doing her work.

The girls chatted for a while. Val suggested that Susan might like to take Tom out for a walk, as she was very busy and he was distracting her.

Susan readily agreed and she accepted the keys Val offered her.

While they were out, Susan suggested that they could call in at her house for a coffee.

It was his first visit to her house, and while she made the coffee, he looked around her sitting room.

“Would you like to see the rest of my house?” she asked.

“That would be nice.” He replied.

She showed him around the ground floor before leading him upstairs, where the tour concluded in her bedroom.

“This is my bedroom,” she said, “While we’re here, you may as well see to my needs.”

She produced the key Val had given her and quickly unlocked Tom’s chains.

Tom picked her up and carried her to the bed and gently placed her on it. As she spread her legs, he ran his hand along her thigh until he reached to silky tops of her stocking.

“That’s nice,” she sighed, “Do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes, please.” Whispered Tom.

He got off the bed and stripped. Susan reached out and grasped his balls, and kept a firm hold of them as he removed her knickers. Then, transferring her hand to his cock, guided him inside her.

She grasped his balls once more and told him that he could come inside her.

For the next half-hour, he fucked her without a break, giving her to orgasm after orgasm, until he was on the point of coming himself.

“If I was your slave, would you really cut my balls cut off?” he panted.

“Yes.” she gasped as she came again,

Tom thrust harder and harder before shooting his load deep inside her.

They lay together relaxing until his cock slid out of her. He moved to lie beside her.

Susan grasped his balls again and gently played with them.

“If you were my slave,” she said softly, “Would you want me to castrate you?”

“Yes, if that was what you wanted.” Said Tom.

“Where would you take me to have it done?”

“I’d rather like do it myself. Then I could make your balls into a pair of earrings.”

“I’m sure you’d look very nice in them.” He murmured, stroking her hair.

“It’s a pity you belong to Anne. It would be nice to have a slave like you.”

“What about your boyfriend?” asked Tom.

“He would never let me dominate him, not in the way that Anne dominates you.” She said.

“I love her because she dominates me. She can do whatever she wants with me”

That night, just before bed, Val asked Tom what he wanted for supper.

“Some fruit would be nice.” he said.

“Would you like to eat a banana out of me?” she asked

“Yes, I’d love to do that.”

Once he had undressed her, she lay back on the bed with her legs open.

He peeled the banana and gently inserted it into her cunt.

“It feels like a very cold cock” she said with a laugh.

Tom smiled and slid between her legs to eat his supper.

Val wriggled her bottom against his face as he ate, feeling the banana slide slowly out of her.

“I hope you’re going to replace it with something warm and hard” she said.

“Hmmm”, he replied, “Followed by something warm and wet for Mistress?”

“Of course.”

He was careful to ensure that he made her come several times before emptying himself inside her.

By the end of the week, Tom’s cock was feeling sore and his balls were aching with the amount of use that Val made of him. Val, too, was feeling sore, but very satisfied.

A few days after Anne got home, she casually remarked that Tom looked tired, and asked him if her mother had been working him hard.

He tried to evade the question but she cut him short.

“I’d be very disappointed if you haven’t looked after her properly. I gave her your key, so that you could satisfy her every need. Did you?”

“Well, yes I did” stammered Tom, “You don’t mind?”

“No, of course I don’t mind. You’re our slave, and in future, you can look after both of us.”

That night, as they lay in bed, Anne said,

“Do you fancy Sue? I know that she fancies you. I’ve seen how you react to her at the parties.”

“She is rather nice,” conceded Tom, “Do you mind?”

“Mum tells me that she called round and took you out for a walk, while I was away”

“Yes, she did,” said Tom. “It was a nice day and Val was busy.”

“Did you fuck her?” demanded Anne.

“Yes,” admitted Tom, “Please forgive me.”

“I don’t mind. But I will not tolerate it on a regular basis. In future, you will wear a chastity device to stop you lusting after her.”

Over the next few days, Anne carefully measured Tom’s balls, so that she could order his cock tube and locking ring.

The day it was delivered, Anne removed the chains from around Tom’s balls and replaced it with the metal band, which came with the chastity tube. Then she slipped the tube over his cock and secured the two together with a small padlock.

At first the band around his balls seemed to be tight, but he soon became used to the pressure. His cock fitted snugly in the tube, and whenever he started to become erect, the pressure of the tube caused his erection to subside.

Anne was correct about him being unable to play with himself. The tube completely encased his cock and totally denied him access to it.

To ensure that he could not remove the tube, she put a padlock through his cock ring.

“That looks nice,” she said, “And it will prevent you playing with yourself.”

“I like the way it leaves your balls free. I’ll be able to play with them, without you becoming erect. You will wear this day and night, except when I choose to release you.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Said Tom.

“Do you like looking after my mother’s needs, in addition to mine?” Anne asked.

“Yes. I love looking after you both.” He replied.

“Good. Then you can have Mum’s name tattooed on your cock as well. Meet me after work tomorrow.”

Tom met Anne, as instructed. They went to the piercing studio and asked if Rachael was available. After a brief wait, Rachael met them and together they went into the studio.

“What can I do for you?” asked Rachael.

“When you pierced my man some time ago,” said Anne,

“You tattooed my name on his glans. I’d like to have a second name added now, please”

Rachael moved the tattooing equipment alongside the couch.

When she was ready, she said to Tom,

“Get your cock out and lie down on the couch.”

Tom obeyed and took his jeans off.

Rachael saw that he was wearing a Chastity Tube.

“Would you unlock him, please” she said to Anne.

Anne produced the keys and unlocked both padlocks, then slid the tube off his cock.

“That’s better,” said Rachael,

“What name would you like me to tattoo, and where would you like it?”

“Would you put “VALERIE” on his glans, just below my name, please?” said Anne.

“Could we abbreviate it to VAL?” asked Rachael,

“It would look better than the full name, especially as your name is fairly short. Otherwise, the lettering will have to be very small.”

“Yes, that will be acceptable.” Said Anne.

Tom winced at the pain of the tattooing needle as Rachael began work. In a couple of minutes, he had VAL tattooed on his glans.

“There you are,” said Rachael to Anne, “That looks rather nice, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, lovely” said Anne, examining Tom’s glans.

“Shall I put a dressing on it, or do you want to put him back in his restraint?” asked Rachael.

“I’d prefer to lock him up. He’s more managable that way” smiled Anne.

“I would suggest that you don’t have sex for at least a week.” Said Rachael

“You can be sure that he won’t be allowed to touch it until he’s fully healed.”

Anne refitted Tom’s Tube and snapped the padlocks shut.

“That’s a very good use for his ring.” Observed Rachael.

“Yes, it ensures that he can’t remove the Tube to play with himself.” Anne told her.

While they were travelling home, Anne told Tom that his new tattoo was present for Val, and that he was not to show her it until her birthday.

A couple of weeks later, Anne and Val again met their friends at the local pub, this time to celebrate Val’s birthday.

As usual, it was a ‘girls only’ night, so Tom was left securely chained in front of the TV.

The girls wined and dined. During the evening, Anne handed a small box to her mother.

“It’s a gift from Tom,” she said, “He couldn’t join us, so he asked me to give you this.”

Val undid the wrapping, and inside the box was a ring with two keys attached.

“How thoughtful,” said Val, “Now I won’t need to borrow yours!”

“We thought that you’d like a set of your own.” Said Anne with a smile.

It was after midnight when they returned home.

Several of the girls were with them, and Anne took the opportunity to show them Tom’s latest restraint.

They were impressed at the way the tube denied Tom access to his cock. A couple of the girls asked for the address of the supplier, so that they could obtain one for their men.

Susan said that she thought the lock through Tom’s ring made it particularly secure.

After the girls left, Val thanked Tom for his gift with a very passionate kiss.

When Anne released Tom from his restraints, she said,

“As it’s Mum’s birthday, and you’ve been on your own all evening, you can sleep with both of us tonight.”

Tom helped them to undress. As he undid their suspenders and removed their stockings he became very erect. With a giggle Val draped one of her stockings over his cock.

“It makes a good stocking rack, doesn’t it Anne?”

She knew that he loved the feeling of the nylon stocking against his skin.

The stocking slid off Tom’s erect cock and Val bent down to retrieve it. It was then that she her name tattooed on his glans.

“Tom. What a beautiful thing to have done for me. Is that also a birthday present?”

“Yes,” he replied, “I now belong to both of you.”

When they had settled down in bed, Anne grasped Tom’s balls.

“Your balls are full tonight. I hope you don’t come too quickly.”

As she kneaded them, the clear pre-come lubricant welled out of the end of his cock. Within minutes he was inside her and thrusting deeply.

The effect of the alcohol and the feel of his cock inside her, made Anne come very quickly, and she could tell by the size of his cock that he was close to coming as well.

“I want you to start a baby in me tonight.” She panted,

“So really empty your balls into me!”

Tom quickened his thrusts and as he was about to come, he felt Val’s hand grasp his balls and start to squeeze them gently.

With a gasp, he pumped his sperm into her, and kept thrusting until he was empty.

“Wow!” sighed Anne, “That was some come! I should get pregnant with that load.”

Tom was dozing off when he felt Val playing with his balls.

Then she moved her fingers to the end of his cock and played with his ring.

After a couple of minutes, she moved to the rim of his knob and down to his circumcision scar, which she rubbed gently with her thumb.

Despite having come quite recently, his cock began to stiffen.

“That’s nice,” sighed Val, “Do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes, please.”

He slid his hand between her legs, which she opened to accommodate him.

His fingers found her slit and he could feel that she was already very wet.

He slipped his fingers into her cunt and began to massage her clit with his thumb.

She sighed with pleasure.

“I think you’re ready for me” he whispered and mounted her.

As his cock slid inside her, she nibbled his ear and whispered,

“If you come inside me tonight, I could get pregnant,”

“Would you like me to wear a johnnie?” he whispered.

“You can wear one, if you want. It’s up to you.”

Tom continued to thrust gently.

“It is your birthday, and it’s much nicer being inside you like this.”

“Would you like to give me a baby, Tom?”

“Yes. Do you want me to?” he whispered.

“Oh, yes! Fill me up with your sperm. Please make a baby in me!”

During the next few days, Tom regularly fucked both women, filling them with sperm each time. By the end of the week, he was feeling quite drained and rather sore.

Some weeks later, Anne told Val that she was pregnant.

“Oh, that’s wonderful, Anne, I’m so pleased” said Val,

“I have some news for you too – I’m pregnant as well”

“Do you think Tom got us pregnant the night we all slept together?” said Anne.

“It’s possible,” said Val,

“I let him put a lot of sperm in me that week!”

“So did I” giggled Anne.

“It doesn’t matter,” said Val,

“I wanted to have another baby. I think Tom will make a good father for our children”

“I agree,” said Anne, “But what are we going to do in future? We can’t keep letting him get us pregnant”

“That’s true,” said Val, “We could insist on him having a vasectomy.”

Anne thought for a moment.

“Why don’t we do what Sue suggested, and neuter him.”

“He wouldn’t get bad tempered, and we certainly wouldn’t get pregnant again.”

“It would certainly solve a lot of problems.” Said Val. “Let’s put it to him this evening.”

After dinner, Anne and Val talked to Tom and explained that, as they were both pregnant by him, it was time to consider what should be done to prevent it happening again.

“What do you propose?” asked Tom.

“Anne and I have discussed the options.” said Val,

“We know this may sound a bit drastic, but we want to castrate you ”.

Tom thought hard about this.

“What alternatives are there?”

“None, really.” said Anne.

“Could we still have sex?” He asked.

“Of course we could,” said Val,

“We’d control your hormone levels with tablets, so that you could still look after our needs”.

“Would I still be able to come?” he asked.

“Yes,” said Val, “The majority of your fluid is produced by your Prostate Gland. Your balls only produce sperm. Without them, you won’t be able to make us pregnant.”

Tom considered this and said,

“I accept that I can’t keep getting you pregnant.”

“Oh, Tom” said Anne, “Please let us cut your balls off”.

“If I agree,” said Tom, “How would you do it?”

Val instructed him to pull his tunic up.

“I‘ll make two cuts in your sack, here and here.” she said, showing him where she proposed to cut.

“It will then be a simple matter of extracting your balls, tying the tubes and then cutting them off. It‘ll be a quick operation. I’ll use a local anaesthetic, so it’ll be painless.

Tom could see the logic of their argument, so finally he said

“Alright, if you think that’s the best option. When would you want to cut them off? ”

Anne thought for a moment,

“Seeing as we’re pregnant already, we’ll let you keep them for the time being. We’ll neuter you once we’ve had our babies.”

“If you want,” said Val, “You could donate to our Clinic’s sperm bank, in case we decide to have more children.”

“OK” said Tom, “I’ll agree to that”.

“Thank you, Tom” squealed Anne, “You won’t regret letting us take your balls”

At the next party, both Anne and Val were noticeably pregnant.

Susan was chatting to Val when Tom entered the room. She made her way over to him and reached under his tunic, grasping his balls.

“Who’s been a naughty slave, and made his mistresses pregnant then?” she asked.

“I have.” He replied, and looked down.

“How are you going to be punished?” she said

“My Mistresses are going to cut my balls off” he replied.

“And not before time” she said acidly.

The women laughed.

“Why don’t we do it now,” suggested one, “And save Val the trouble”

“Snip, snip and off they come” she hooted.

“No,” said Susan, “That’s too quick. If I were castrating him, I’d tie a string very tightly round his balls, and make him suffer until they dropped off. Anyway, let’s not spoil it for Val, I’m sure she’s looking forward to doing it herself!”

Susan squeezed hard. Tom gasped at the sudden pain in his balls.

“Am I hurting you?” she asked, smiling.

“Yes” he gasped, “Please don’t.”

“You’re a slave. I can do whatever I want to you”, she said, “Once you’ve been castrated, you won’t have this problem.”

She released him and Tom left the room to nurse his aching balls.

The months passed and Anne had a daughter. A week later Val gave birth to a son. In the excitement of the new arrivals, Tom had forgotten that he had promised to let himself be castrated.

One Monday evening, Val announced that it was time for Tom to be neutered.

Tom swallowed hard and asked when she proposed to do it.

“You could get us pregnant at any time” said Val,

“So, we propose to cut your balls off on Saturday.”

Tom was stunned. He hadn’t expected it so soon.

“Can’t I keep them for a bit longer?”

“No, Tom” said Anne, “Its better that we neuter you now. Then we can have sex again, without worrying about getting pregnant.”

Tom sighed.

“Good,” said Anne, “For the rest of the week you can give your all to the sperm bank”

On the Friday night, Tom did not sleep well. He kept wondering what life would be like without a pair of balls between his legs. Still, there was no going back on his promise and besides, he loved the two women very much, so losing his balls to them seemed a small price to pay.

Saturday morning dawned and Val brought Anne and Tom a cup of coffee in bed.

She sat down on their bed. She smiled at him.

“Today’s the day, Tom. Are you ready to become our eunuch?”

Tom nodded nervously.

“Don’t worry,” she said, “You won’t feel a thing. We’ll cut them off as quickly as we can. It will soon be over, and you’ll be much better without them.”

Anne got out of bed and dressed herself. She put on her blue satin basque and sheer black seamed nylons. This morning she decided that she would not wear knickers. Finally, she put on a short white surgery dress.

After she had dressed, Anne led him, naked, down to the surgery, where not many months before he had lost his foreskin.

This time, he would be losing his balls.

Strangely, he felt quite calm. He knew that Val would not cause him pain, and he had come to terms with the fact that he would soon be a eunuch.

Tom was amazed to see that a video camera had been set up in the surgery.

“What’s that for?” he asked.

“We thought we’d like to have a video of your castration.” Anne replied.

“You’ll be able to see what you looked like when you had balls, and how we cut them off.”

She instructed him to lie on the table. She fetched the shaving things and prepared to shave him.

Then she removed the padlocks and released his cock from its tube and locking ring.

“Remember the first time I did this; you asked me to be careful with the razor?” she said. “Well, this time, I am going to castrate you!”

As she patted him dry, his cock began to stiffen.

“Do you want to empty your balls one last time, before we cut them off?”

“Yes please” he said.

Anne set the camera running.

With one hand he began to work his cock, whilst his other hand grasped and squeezed his balls. Soon, they wouldn’t be there for him to hold.

While he wanked, Anne perched on a stool beside him. She parted her legs so that he could see up her dress to her stocking tops and bare cunt.

She too became aroused by the sight of his cock and by the thought that, very shortly, she would be cutting off his balls. She began to rub her clit, in time with his hand, as he pumped his cock.

All too quickly, he could feel himself about to come.

Anne knew the signs and handed him the specimen jar.

With a gasp, he shot his load into the jar and kept on pumping his cock until his balls were quite empty.

When he had finished coming, he lay back on the operating table, quite exhausted. She took the jar from him and screwed the cap on it. Finally, she taped his cock against his stomach and gently stroked his balls one last time.

Val entered the surgery and asked if the patient was ready. Tom nodded.

“Open your legs” she commanded.

Tom hesitated, then spread his legs wide.

Val placed a sterile cloth over him and gently pulled his balls through a hole in it. Anne filled a syringe with anaesthetic and injected into the base of his ball sack. Within seconds, his balls felt quite numb.

“Can you feel anything?” asked Val, lifting up his sack.

“No” said Tom. All he could feel was a slight sensation of weight.

“Good” said Val, “Don’t worry, you won’t feel a thing from now on.”

She made an incision about an inch long in the right hand side of his ball sack. Then, with a pair of forceps, gently eased out the ball.

“He’s got lovely balls. They’re so big,” said Anne, “It’s a pity we have to cut them off.”

“Yes, but look what he does with them.” Murmured Val.

When Tom’s ball was fully exposed, she said to Anne

“That’s the vas deferens. It carries the sperm from his balls up to his cock. I cut that when performing a vasectomy. The other tube is the Spermatic Cord, and carries blood to his balls and hormones to the rest of his body.”

Anne nodded.

“Which is it to be, Anne,” said Val, “Vasectomy or Castration?”

“Castration.” said Anne firmly.

“I agree.” Said Val.

Deftly, she slipped a length of thread around both the tubes and tied them off.

“That will prevent any bleeding once the tubes have been cut.” She said in a matter of fact voice.

Val handed Anne a pair of scissors.

“You can have the honour of cutting it off.”

Anne took the scissors and with two quick snips, cut off the exposed ball and dropped it into a jar of preserving fluid.

Tom felt no pain but the sudden absence of weight and numbness told him that his ball had gone.

Val moved round to his left side and made a similar incision. He felt her extract is left ball and was aware that she was tying the thread around his tubes.

Val glanced over at Anne

“You cut that one off.” Said Anne.

Val picked up the scissors.

Tom closed his eyes.

Snip. Snip.

She dropped his ball into the jar with his other one.

“All done, Tom,” said Val, “No more babies for you.”

She held up the jar so that he could see them.

“You’re the first man that I’ve castrated,” she said to him, “It was so easy.”

Turning to Anne she said,

“I’ll just put a couple to stitches in his sack, unless you’d like me to remove that as well.”

“No, let him keep it, then he’ll have something to play with” said Anne.

“He looks rather nice with an empty sack between his legs!”

Val completed the stitching and held up a mirror so that Tom could see her handiwork. “I saw you letting him have a wank” said Val, as she tidied away her instruments.

“Before we can have unprotected sex, we’ll need to empty all the sperm out of him. He’ll need to come at least a dozen times, so he can keep donating to the sperm bank.”

They helped him off the operating table and put him to bed.

Tom spent the rest of the day in bed. Occasionally, his hand strayed to between his legs and he felt the empty sack, which until that morning had held his balls.

The following morning Val visited him.

“How is our little eunuch today?” she asked.

“Very sore”. He replied.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “but I know you understand why we had to castrate you.”

She pulled back the duvet and inspected her work.

“You will need to let the air get to the wounds” she told him,

“It will aid the healing process. It’s a lovely warm day, so why don’t you get up and join us in the garden?”

Tom got up, put on his tunic and gingerly went out to join the women.

Anne instructed him to lift his tunic, which he dutifully did.

“Oh, Tom,” she said, “You look fantastic. I love the way you cock hangs down over your empty sack. Thank you so much for letting us cut your balls off. It’s the best present you could possibly have given us.”

“If you take this tablet, we can start to empty the sperm out of you.” said Val.

The effect of the tablet she gave him startled him. Within a few minutes his cock was rock hard and Val started to wank him.

It felt very strange not having balls between his legs, but the way Val was handling him was very pleasurable. He came surprisingly quickly, pumping his fluid in the specimen bottle.

“You are still fertile” she told him. “That will decrease as we empty you out, but for now, we can still use it in the sperm bank”

As Tom’s erection subsided, she added,

“Look on it as insurance. If Anne or I fancy having another baby, we can use your sperm to make us pregnant”

Within a few days Tom was healing well. He was lying in bed when Anne came into the bedroom. She gently pulled the duvet back and looked at him.

“I do think you look gorgeous without your balls” she said.

Tom spread his legs and she patted his empty sack.

“Thank you for giving them up for us”.

“Are you going to empty me?” he asked

“Yes, I’ll get you a tablet.”

She was fascinated at the speed at which the tablet worked, and how his cock grew to erection.

Anne stroked his rock hard cock, she watched the pleasure on his face. As he raised his hips to meet her hand, she could tell that he was about to come, and held the specimen jar so that he could ejaculate into it.

“It will be so nice when you can do that inside me again,” she murmured,

“Just seeing you come like that makes me feel horny”.

Tom pulled her on to the bed beside him and slid his hand up her skirt.

He stroked the nylon of her stockings, working his way up to the top of them and to the silky skin of her thigh.

Anne parted her legs so that he could remove her knickers. Then he buried his face between her legs and began to massage her clit with his tongue. In minutes, Anne reached a shattering orgasm and arched her back to milk the last delicious sensations.

Tom moved from between her legs and lay beside her. As she cuddled up to him, he lifted up her jumper to expose her breasts and gently played with her nipple rings.

Three weeks later, Tom’s fluid was pronounced sterile.

The tablets Val prescribed made him very horny indeed and, to the delight of both women, he was able to satisfy their every need. For the first few weeks, he did miss the feel of his balls, but soon got used it. The one thing that he did miss was not being able to wear his chastity tube. He mentioned this fact to Anne, who said that she would think of something.

The following day, she gave him a small box, which contained a smaller band.

“It’s to be padlocked around your cock and sack” she informed him. “ To take the place of existing band.”

Tom immediately stood up and lifted his tunic, so that she could fit it. It seemed very tight at first, but he knew he’d soon get used to it.

“It’s lovely,” he told her, “Now I feel that I belong to you again!”

She smiled and kissed him. “You have always been my property.” She said.

A few days later there was another party.

As usual, Susan reached under Tom’s tunic to grab his balls.

“Look at this, girls!” she said in a loud voice, “He’s been castrated!”

She grasped the hem of his tunic and lifted it up for all to see.

They all crowded around Tom, to see for themselves.

“He looks different, without his balls” said one.

“His cock has nothing to rest on!”

“I’ll bet he feels a lot lighter, without those weights between his legs!” laughed another.

Susan squeezed Tom’s sack and said,

“Look, he doesn’t even flinch when I squeeze him!”

They all laughed.

“It’s a great improvement,” said Susan, “At least he won’t be able to go around getting girls pregnant now.”

Anne came up to them carrying, the video.

The girls gathered around Anne, asking when she had neutered him.

“We did him about a month ago. Would you like to see the tape we made of it!”

“Oooh, yes please” the women chorused.

Tom was sent out of the room whilst the women made themselves comfortable, and Anne put the tape in the machine.

They sat spellbound watching Tom’s operation. At last, Susan said,

“Thank you for letting us see it, Anne. I didn’t think that it would be so simple.”

“In some ways, it’s a pity we had to cut them off,” Anne replied, “But the hormone tablets we give him, make him even hornier than before”.

“If he gets to be too much, you’ll have to hire him out” laughed Susan, “I’m sure you could find plenty of willing customers!”

One evening Susan phoned Anne. She and her longterm boyfriend had split up and she was feeling quite depressed.

“Why don’t you come round,” said Anne. “Mum is out this evening. We could open a bottle of wine and you can tell me all about it”.

Over several glasses of wine, Susan told Anne about the breakup of her relationship and how she wished she could find someone like Tom.

Anne told her that it had not been easy. However, since he had been castrated, Tom had become more docile and attentive, so life was easier for her.

“Cutting off his balls was the real turning point.” Anne told her.

“His tablets make him ready for sex whenever we want it. And we don’t have to worry about getting pregnant.”

“Could I see that tape again, please?” Susan asked.

Anne called Tom into the lounge.

“Tom, will you put your video on for Susan, please?”

Tom obeyed.

He was fascinated by the sight of himself, having his last wank, and by the size of his balls. It was the first time he had seen the video.

“Just look at the way his balls bounce.” Gasped Susan.

When it came to the footage of his actual castration, he was stunned. His balls really had been big, and seeing them outside his sack, being cut off had quite an effect on him.

Anne sat next to Tom. She slipped her hand down his jeans and began to gently massage his sack as she watched.

Tom looked across at Susan, whose eyes were glued to the TV. As he watched, her hand strayed between her legs and she began to massage herself.

He put his hand on her knee. She responded by parting her legs and allowing him to slide his hand up her skirt. His fingers brushed to bare flesh of her thigh above her stockings and moved up to her knickers. Gently, he worked his fingers into her slit and began to massage her clitoris.

“Men are so easy to neuter,” remarked Anne, “I’m surprised it’s not done more often.”

Eventually Susan said,

“What did you do with his balls?”

“Would you fetch the paperweight from the surgery, Tom.”

Tom brought in a large cube. Sealed into the clear plastic material were his balls.

“We didn’t want to throw them out,” she explained, “and this seemed to be the ideal way of preserving them.”

Susan examined the cube closely.

“You can use him tonight, if you want.” Said Anne.

“Yes, I’d like that” said Susan, “If you don’t mind.”

“No, I don’t mind,” she said, “Without his balls, it’s safe for him to come inside you. I’ll give him a tablet and get you his keys”

Susan stayed the night in Anne’s spare room, with Tom.

She unlocked his restraints and gave him the tablet. Within minutes he was rock hard.

As Susan toyed with his cock, she said,

“I know you fancy me, but without your balls, I’m really surprised how hard you are.”

“I enjoy giving you pleasure.” Replied Tom.

Susan sat astride him and rubbed his cock along her slit. Then she eased his cock inside her and began to ride him. The size and hardness of his cock soon had her gasping as she came. After a brief rest, she rode him until she came for a second time.

“The ring in your cock does things to me that no other man has.” She told him.

“Now, I want you to come in me.”

As she rode him for a third time, Tom thrust up to meet her. The sight of her breasts bouncing up and down turned him on and he reached up to massage them.

“Suck with my nipples” she panted as she rode him even harder.

Tom gladly obeyed and was soon pumping his fluid inside her, which brought her to a last, shattering orgasm.

“Do you realise,” she panted, “That if you still had your balls, you’d make me pregnant?”

“It’s fortunate for you that I’ve been neutered.” He said with a smile.

“You always said that if I was your slave, you’d cut my balls off.”

She rested for a few minutes, then rose to let his cock slide out of her cunt.

She moved up him until her cunt was over his face.

“Just to finish me off,” she said, “you can to suck all all your come out of me”.

Susan became a frequent visitor for Tom’s attention. Anne had given her permission to use him whenever she wished, and had even given her a set of his keys.

She often called round to take Tom out for a walk, which usually finished at her house, where she made very good use of him.

He would fuck her, then to finish her off, he would suck his fluid out of her, which he enjoyed as it invariably gave her another orgasm.

Even after Susan found herself a new boyfriend, she still regularly took Tom out for his walks, and he looked after her needs.

Her new boyfriend liked to be dominated by her, but would not submit to all her wishes, in the same way that Tom had submitted to Anne.

He had let Susan arranged for Val to circumcise him, and they were both very pleased with the results. He refused, however, have his cock pierced, which disappointed her.

Nevertheless she was quite contented with him.

When she visited Anne and Val, she would discuss her new relationship with them and would asked Anne for advice on controlling her slave.

It was during one of these visits that she told Val that she was pregnant.

“Is your boyfriend the father?” asked Val.

“Well, it can’t be Tom’s.” replied Susan.

“That’s true,” said Val. “What does he think about it?”

“He was quite shocked, really,” said Susan. “He didn’t plan on gettting me pregnant.”

“Oh,” said Val, “Are you going to keep the baby?”

“Yes, but we can’t afford to have any more accidents!”

“How can I help?” asked Val.

“I’ve told him that he’s got to be sterilised,” said Susan,

“He’s agreed a Vasectomy. However, to be safe, I’d much prefer have him neutered.”

“A wise decision,” said Val, “Do you think that he’ll agree to that?”

“I’m not sure.” Said Susan. “Could I bring him to see you, so that we can discuss it?”

“Most certainly,” replied Val, “How about tomorrow evening, at 8 o’clock?”

“Thank you, Val, that would be perfect,” said Susan, much relieved.

“If he agrees, would it be possible for you to do it straight away?”

“Most certainly,” said Val, with a smile,

“It’ll be a pleasure. Would you like to assist me?”

Susan was stunned.

“What could I do?” she asked.

“You can do the neutering, if you’d like” Said Val,

“I’ll tell you where to cut. They’re very simple and quick to remove.”

“Yes, please. I’d love to help you!”

“Good,” said Val, “Tomorrow evening, at 8, then. I’ll be ready.”