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There is that strange time between being asleep and being awake when the mind plays tricks and reality and fantasy mix.
Andrew lay half asleep, half awake. His mind drifting in this weird world. Had he dreamed it all or was it real. Had he really been subjected to the intense tortures or had he imagined them? Was he really going to be castrated or was it a nightmare? In the grey gloom of the room he began to awaken. Slowly he began to see and feel reality slipping into his mind. His mouth seemed sore and he could taste blood and cotton wool. It was real. His groin ached. It was real. ***** The face smiled down at him. It was the stranger that the man had brought to the dungeon. "Not bad, the swelling has gone down and the groin area is looking ok! His gums will be sore for a few days but he should be ready in a week." The stranger stepped back into the shadows as a man moved closer to look at Andy. It was the man. "Good�I can start his training full-time then �his dick looks great even now �I like the ridges in the glans�" ***** The drug-induced haze surrounded Andy for the next few days as his body healed. One by one the bandages were removed from the wounds, revealing what had been done. Now Andy lay, his mouth now emptied of teeth, his ball sac gone and his dick rigid because it had been so tightly circumcised. His cock head now deeply incised and grooved and scarred and with a large PA ring. His ears had been removed. Also ringed were his nipples, nose, navel, ears and tongue. His arse was now a sloppy hole stretched and capable of taking whatever the man wanted. Andy was not sure what he felt. This is what he had dreamed, this is what he wanted. He wanted to be just a toy, a plaything for the man. He wanted to be a gelding, a castrated sterile animal to be used for the pleasure of �he was reluctant to say it �his Master. It seemed unreal. He had sort out this man and now he had achieved his desires but what next�. ***** Andy hung on the X cross. His perspiring body now tattooed totally, glistening in the spotlight. His nipple pulled by the weights and gripped by the clamps. His useless cock pulled straight down by weights. His arse filled by a huge butt plug, his tongue pulled out by a wire attached to the tongue piercing. Goggles that distorted what he saw, and had the effect disorientating him, covered his eyes. The welts on his back and arse from yesterday's whipping still felt hot and sore but he was used to that now. The man, his Master, stood staring at his latest "boy". He had things to do though � the guests would be arriving soon and the drinks and stuff needed to got ready and he needed, not the least of which was the piss the boy would swallow later �. It was going to be an interesting party � ***** Even though his ears were less effective than before his transformation, Andy could hear the noise of the men moving into the dungeon room. "This is my latest �guys meet Andy �he is yours to use at will tonight �he always needs a good fucking and plenty of cum in his mouth �don't you boy? �� to be continued A special thanks to all of those who have written to me over the past weeks. The inspiration to write has come from and for you �
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