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It had all seemed straightforward enough. I had answered an ad in a "specialist" magazine for a dominatrix requiring a male slave. She had made an initial appointment for me to meet her in a public place and I had not been disappointed when I met her. Sam was an imposing woman in her early 30s with long dark hair and a figure to match. She made her situation perfectly plain, she was looking for a live-in slave and the duties were clearly spelled out. I was on tenterhooks the next few days, by the third day I begin to think she had not found me adequate. It was therefore with a surging excitement that I realised she was calling me and ordering me to attend the second interview at her house! I attended the next day as ordered and it turned out that she had found me to be acceptable and wanted to check me out more thoroughly in her home stable so to speak. She introduced me to have female slaves Tara, who was a beautiful young girl of only 22. Sam made me strip naked and examined me in some detail. The house was luxurious and set in a secluded part of the town. She told me is that she was a vet and had to work very long hours and would therefore require me to help Tara looking after the house and generally being available at her call. She asked me if I was ready and willing to serve her which would require giving up my apartment to my job. My apartment was of no special account and my job even less, so I did not hesitate to say yes. I said I would have to tidy up a few details and asked if I might be allowed seven days to do this, she very graciously agreed and ordered me to report to her in a week’s time with my belongings in a suitcase. The following six months passed as if in a dream. I did my duties as instructed by Sam and found her to be generally kind to me, but she could be stern on occasions and sometimes would fly into a rage for very little reason. On these occasions she would punish me and she knew all there was to know about causing pain, especially to my genitals. By and large her sexual appetite seemed to centre on Tara, but she did have some interest in me and indeed allowed me to get involved in their lovemaking . She even let me penetrate her occasionally, mostly however I was useful only for my tongue and for the pain she could inflict upon me. I was never allowed to pleasure Tara and she took great delight in parading Tara before me naked, to arouse me and then humiliate me in front of Tara. I have to say that I enjoyed the sessions and overall was very grateful to my mistress. I particularly enjoyed the occasions when her friends, who are all female, where around and she went out of her way to humiliate me in front of them and make it plain that I was her slave. After some six months Sam had to go away to a conference for a few days. This was the first time that Tara and I had been left alone together for any length of time. Usually one or other of us would be confined in our own room in the house and unable to interact during the day. Due to the length of time she was away Sam did not think it appropriate this time. Tara was aware of how exciting I found her body and over the months we had become quite close due to our common situation. To cut a long story short we had some perfectly normal and very beautiful sex. I don't know who started it but after a while we formed a plan that we might leave together. I don't know whether we meant it or it was just talk and certainly I found the idea appealing and began to think about it is a distinct possibility. Sam was due back the next day and we agreed to talk about it more the next time we were alone together however, a few days after Sam returned I became aware that something was wrong. She came into my room, fully clothed, but with Tara behind her naked and looking very upset and crying. Sam ordered me to strip and lie on the bed and then shackled me to the four bed posts. There was nothing very unusual in this it had happened many times before but I could tell that she was really angry. She said "I see that I can't go away from a few days without you two wretches having a good time against my instructions" she then turned to Tara and said "come along Tara, tell me again, did you have sex with this creature when I was away". I could see that Tara had had some fairly severe treatment and she very quietly said "yes mistress, we did" "So what am I to do with you disobedient bitch?. I think I'll be able to think of something for you in due course, but as for this worm" and Sam looked at me with venom "we better do something fairly drastic to make sure it doesn't happen again, Tara, go and fetch my work bag. There are a few little things I need to get and then we'll meet here again in five minutes" I didn't immediately work out what she meant, I was so shocked that she had found out and foolishly I was concerned for Tara at that time. It was me I should have been concerned for. In a little while they returned, I then found out exactly what she had planned for me. She returned with a supply of drugs and scalpels and kidney dishes. When Tara brought her bag in she opened it up and took out more instruments and said "since I can't trust you when I'm away we will just have to fix you so that you won't cause any trouble. A little operation to remove your testicles won't take any time at all and in a few days you'll be back to your housekeeping duties just as before. All we need to do is clean you up down there and then a small incision on either side of your scrotum and we will have your testicles out in no time at all. Geldings cause so much less trouble, wouldn't you agree Tara?" I had hoped Tara would say something to dissuade her, something to say that the blame was not all mine, something to save my balls. Instead all she said was "yes mistress, he won't be so much trouble then will he". I was horrified and started to beg my mistress not to castrate me, but before I said a few words she just laughed and told Tara to gag me which she did. The next half-hour seemed to last a lifetime as Sam injected me, put towels underneath me and just as she had said made a small incision on either side of my sack, pulled my testicles out and tied off the cords. By now I could feel nothing but I could see everything that she did as my balls were exposed. Sam then turned to Tara and said "now my dear, I have a little job for you. Just take the scalpel and cut the cords here and here and place this worthless little item in the kidney bowl." Tara came forward slowly looked at me briefly, and then did as she was told, severing my right testicle and placing it in the bowl. She looked at me again, a look of great pity and sadness. "Well done Tara, now just this other one on the left, a quick incision or two, and we have ourselves a little eunuch, and all at your own hands." Tara again did as she was instructed. This time Tara could not even look at me as she gelded me, but I had to look into Sam's eyes and saw her triumph and realised that she had been right. I could never serve her properly as a slave while I was a whole man and to cut me was the best for all of us. Strange to say I felt grateful to her and longed for the chance to say so. The rest of the operation was very quickly performed by Sam, and true to her word within a few days I was up and about again. Tara was the one who mostly looked after me while I was recovering. Every time she saw me she started crying and kept apologising. I told her not to worry, it had all worked out for the best and I did not blame her indeed I was glad for what she had done to me. A few days later I was able to see Sam again, I was told by Tara that she wished to see me and I was to appear before her naked. I went into her room trying to walk as proudly as possible given the still significant pain. I went down on my knees before my mistress and said "please mistress I've come to apologise for what occurred between me and Tara. Thank you for dealing with me as you have done, I hope I can serve you better as a eunuch than I could as a man". My beautiful mistress smiled at me and since then the three of us have lived in harmony. I still have my uses, I still see two beautiful women daily and now I'm allowed to pleasure both of them with my tongue. Of course I only remember what it was like to enjoy this and become sexually excited, it's a memory of a distant time and all I deserve. |