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Lycos sat, trailing his feet in the water of the river that flowed below the Villa. He enjoyed the feeling of the hot sun on his face. He was seventeen now, slim, with short blonde hair and skin that was as smooth as silk. He was clad in the short skirt, common to all Greek slaves, which barely covered his groin. He lay back on the grass and began to think of the events of the past three years. He was only fourteen when she purchased him at the sale. Lysandra purchased a lot of slaves, male slaves. She was wealthy, she could afford them, could purchase as many as she wanted. He was terrified of her from the moment she approached him on the block. Even the way she smiled frightened him. She had lifted the piece of cloth around his hips and smiled that terrible smile again as she looked at his maleness. In fear, his testicles had tried to withdraw into his body. Her servents took him to her Villa after the sale was completed.
He was brought to her that night. "Strip and stand with your legs apart" she ordered. Terrified, he quickly complied. She then examined every inch of his body. She began to breath heavily as her hand cupped his penis and testicles. Beads of sweat began to form on her brow as her fingers worked on his scrotum, seperating the stones and pulling on them. She was hurting him now, but he was too frightened to cry out. Then, without a word, she put him on the bed. She raped him until dawn broke. She did things to him during that night that would forever stay in his mind. And he had screamed. He had screamed long and loud as she raped him. He had screamed like a little girl as she violated him. And the more he screamed the more she seemed to like it. Three servent girls had carried him from her room in the morning. They had giggled at the sight of his swollen penis and testicles. They washed him and immersed his bruised genitals in cold water to relieve the terrible swelling. " Never mind, you will not have to worry about these for much longer" one of the girls said, as she cupped his swollen testicles. The other two burst into laughter. " Such a pity, he is like a little bull" one of the them giggled. " Poor lad will not be a bull for much longer I am afraid" said another. He had been in too much pain to realise what they were saying. He was raped on a regular basis for the next six months. Not only by Lysandra, but by a number of her female friends, some of them middle aged women. But the worst horror of all was to come. He shivered now as he thought of it. Lysandra and five of her female friends had taken him to the cellers beneath the Villa that night and tied him naked to a large table. He hated that celler. He had been taken there before and tied down, as some of those women used him. The women seemed more excited this time. Then he saw the knife. He went rigid with terror. The servents words came flooding back. " He is not going to be a bull for much longer". He could hear Lysandra now. " We are going to castrate you now Lycos," she said in a husky voice." We are going to remove those big testicles from between your legs, I want you as a eunuch from now on". He could feel her fingers take hold of his scrotum, selecting a testicle. He felt the edge of the knife on the skin. Then everything exploded with the pain. He could hear himself scream, as if in the distance. When he came to it was over. The same giggling servent girls were tending him. He was aware of a terrible pain between his legs. " Lie still now" one of them said, no point in getting agitated now, you must rest now" " What have they done, what have they done to me?" he had cried. One of the servents, who seemed kinder then the others, sat on the edge of the bed. " Do not upset yourself child, there is no point now. You have been done with the knife. She has castrated your pretty testicles, you no longer have your lovely little balls between your legs. You are not the first one she has cut, she likes to cut you young boys. Now rest and your castration cuts will heal quickly". That was three years ago now. Even before the cuts in his sac had completely healed, they were using him again. Resigned to his fate as he was now, he still sometimes felt a terrible anger at what had befallen him. Raped repeatedly, and then castrated like an animal.
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