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Daniel By: Special Daniel was one of those special cuttings that although I was reluctant to take on, a certain sense of loyalty prevailed, and I agreed. Of course my constant desire to castrate men never helps in refusing either. Desire blurs all sensibilities, and often leads to a poor compromise. I write this about Daniel because he was the first man I ever cut that did it for someone else. Despite not being initially very excited at the prospect of what I was going to do to him, he did it anyway. His castration was solely for an intense desire to please a particular woman, and an undeserving one from my first impressions of her. Ive cut more than a few men since who underwent this procedure for someone other than themselves, but Daniel will always be my first. Daniel came to be under my knife because of an urgent plea from a friend of a friend. Nadine had told me that a friend of hers was desperate to have a man cut as soon as possible, and as usually is the case in situations like this, she never really knew why. I did manage to find out her friend was a DOM of some renown in the BDSM crowd that Nadine moved in, and she personally wanted a man done. Often women in this lifestyle attract a small troupe of male followers that relish having women be the source of their painful pleasures. For men like these, the opportunity to sacrifice their balls to their dominant mistress is supreme excitement. I enjoy the men that so desire my special skills, and I love their pleas and straining erections as I work. Its why I cut. I agreed to do the procedure in three days. My parents had asked me to house-sit the ranch while they vacationed, and it provided the perfect opportunity to again use the tack room where my cutting career had actually begun. I felt very comfortable at the thought of again cutting there. That special place where Id honed my cutting skills under the guidance of two of the very best. The only hesitation I had was that I would be cutting alone, and not on a client from our usual sources. It was around nine when the sound of tires on the gravel drive disturbed the absolute silence of the calm morning. I looked out the window and saw my friend Nadine getting out of the car. I continued to watch as an older woman, perhaps around fifty and strikingly beautiful and trim, exited the passenger side. Her short black skirt and the white blouse were all business, and yet her sexuality came through. She dressed well. The slim and very handsome young man was the last to exit the car as the women waited. Most men who arrive to receive our services are excited long before they even leave the interstate, and often have jeans or trousers bulging with erections the moment they set foot on the ranch property. This young man was neither excited nor hard from what I could see, and my suspicions were on alert. The introductions were brief as Nadine finished hugging me in greeting. Daniel struck me as being timid or shy as he politely took my hand in greeting. I liked his little smile though, and I thought that was probably the reason for not being more exuberant from being here and knowing what was about to happen. Chloe, Daniels mistress, was another matter. She had the hard cold look of one of the vicious women Nadine had told be often gravitate to her BDSM lifestyle. They are the ones who take pleasure in the severest forms of dominant punishments of men, and I actually felt a little sorry for Daniel at being under the bewitching spell and control of such a woman. Nadine and I were the only ones speaking as we all walked toward the tack room. Id already prepared everything, so it would be only a brief time before I was finished with Daniel and they would be on their way back to the city where Daniel would complete his recovery. Nadine has a small aversion to a little blood, so she told me that she would wait outside while I worked and would have the car ready when it was over. I knew she wouldnt watch. Shed witnessed castrations before, but she knew I preferred to use a scalpel when I cut, and not the bloodless means that she had always been exposed to. I closed the door behind Daniel and Chloe as they stepped through the threshold into the well-lit room. Id moved all the saddles and stands to the edges of the walls, and all that remained in the middle of the room was the cutting table, draped in several white sheets. Beside it sat the small stainless roll-around that had my covered instruments already laid out. Get undressed and get on that table! Chloe barked, and Daniel began undressing without uttering a word. I tossed on my lab coat as Daniel stripped down to just his bikini underwear. I normally would be nude as I cut, but I just wasnt comfortable doing that around Chloe. I kept watching Daniel, and of course noticing the nice bulge showing at his crotch. I suspected he was impressively hung since he lacked any erection. Only large testicles create a pronounce bulge like that, and the familiar warmth of arousal coursed through me as I thought of cutting them. Now I wished I was naked. Hurry up! Chloe snapped as her stinging slap left a trail of reddened streaks across Daniels cheek. I bit my lip to keep from interfering. The second slap was even harder. As Daniel removed his underwear, I began to wish that Chloe would decide not to watch. Normally I approve, and always encourage women to watch my castrations. Almost all are thrilled and become very aroused at the sight, and they always gush and thank me after its over. Chloe though, well Chloe was here for other reasons. She was here to bear witness to the humiliation of seeing a man robbed of his masculinity, and likely nothing more. Come Daniel, lets get you ready, I said softly, taking his hand and leading him. I could feel the warm grasp of his hand in mine, and he smiled at me again as we reached the table. Id been right about his balls too. His low hanging testicles were impressively large. Chloe hovered close as Daniel hopped onto the table, and I placed a pillow under his head as he lay back. His eyes never left mine as moved to stand beside him at waist level, my hand resting on his flat belly. Im going to put some restraints on you Daniel, but they are just as a precaution ok Im not going to hurt you so dont worry ok. Ok, he replied weakly, and I could tell he was apprehensive as I felt a little tremble rush through him. Really its ok Daniel. Im not going to do anything you dont want me to, honest, I reply soothingly. Now I have to ask you, do you really want this? Do you really want me to castrate you? I have to know for sure ok? Just cut the useless little queer! Chloe snaps. He just gets hard for a fags cock anyway. He doesnt even like women! I was immediately angry. This wasnt the time for someone else to speak on Daniels behalf. I needed to hear him speak for himself on this. Let him speak for himself! I hissed back at Chloe. Im only doing what Daniel himself wants. Period!. So tell her you want it you little faggot! Chloe leans and yells at Daniel, raising her hand as though to strike him again. Tell her so she can get on with it. Tell her you want your nuts cut off! Again Chloe slapped Daniel hard, and oddly his cock seemed to twitch a little. Was he getting aroused? Still angry with Chloe for her treatment of Daniel, I gently passed my hand across his tense belly. Tell me the truth Daniel. Do you really want this? Yes yes I do, he managed, all the while glancing toward Chloe. I couldnt truly comprehend the immense grasp that Chloe had on men like Daniel, but I knew the power of it. Here it was in the raw. A young man making a life altering sacrifice to please an undeserving woman, and all because of that power. I didnt like the role I was playing in Chloes display of that power either. Ok Daniel Im going to get you ready now ok? Ok I tried to get my anger in check as I slipped the leather restraint around his thighs and tightened them against the side of the table. I double strapped him to help keep his legs widely spread. Normally I dont have to do that, as most men keep their legs spread very wide all through the procedure. I began shaving Daniel as I listened to Chloe babble on about how she loved her nutted fags running around naked at her parties. Apparently in her social circles, there was some significance to having castrated men as showpieces. Daniel seemed to relax as I manipulated his scrotum and penis to shave him. I noticed a stiffening in his cock, and I immediately felt a lot better about what I was about to do to him. I love men to be fully aroused for castration, and I especially enjoy it when their cocks are throbbing hard and even dripping a little. In Daniels case, a slightly stiff cock would do nicely. I took a little extra time to handle Daniels balls a lot more than usual since its only the rarest of men that dont enjoy a woman doing that, and I think the slight hum of the razor probably felt nice too. Besides, just handling the palm-filling sack bulging with Daniels huge testicles was intensely arousing for me. I was even more excited as I pointed his half-hard cock toward his navel, and I felt a little twitch as it stiffened even more. Chloe moved in a lot closer as I set the razor down and finished cleaning Daniels scrotum. I was ready to begin. Ok Daniel, Im going to start now ok? I said reassuringly. Everything is going to be fine. This wont hurt much at all, and itll be over before you know it. You still want this right? Theres no turning back from here. As I look deep into Daniels eyes, and I see the acceptance. Im ready, He replied. Is this going to hurt? Is he going to scream? Chloe remarked loudly. All the others screamed. No, theres not going to be any pain involved here. I told you that already. Now shut the fuck up before you scare Daniel! Chloe looked genuinely miffed, but she shut up. I couldnt help but wonder about the horrors her others had endured in the hands of some sadistic monster while they were being castrated. She moved in close again as I snapped on the gloves and picked up the scalpel. Ok Daniel, this will hurt just a little bit, but it will go away real fast ok. Its only for a moment. I said softly as I leaned over and pulled the skin on the left side of his sack tight. Uh huh, he murmurs. Daniel gives the expected sudden wince as the scalpel glides down the soft skin and opens the small incision in one smooth stroke. He settles down quickly as I make the second incision. He barely moves or makes a sound as I work to ease both testicles out of the connecting tissues and place them on either side of his sack, just nestled in the little crease between thigh and belly. Chloe is panting opposite me, watching intently, and I understand her sudden desire. Daniel has very large balls, and having them exposed like this is exciting. For her and for me. Normally if a guy is really enjoying the idea of being castrated, I always use the delicate custom designed emasculators to actually remove the testicles. Its abrupt and sudden bite does smart a little, but men enjoy this as it telegraphs the true finality of their masculinity. Ive seen men ejaculate wildly without even being touched just from crushing the last cord. The quick snip or slice of the cords is almost painless and for these men, I think a letdown. I wondered about what method to use on Daniel. I had both at the ready. I decided to take one with a quick snip, and possibly the other with the emasculators if his reaction was positive. Otherwise this would be a simple snip and sew. Daniel winced as the double looped suture tightened on the left cord, and Chloe gasped at knowing this was it. That moment. Im going to cut off one of your balls Daniel. Youre about to become a eunuch. A eunuch for Chloe. Daniels cock jumped to attention, and the sudden erection wasnt unnoticed by Chloe. Her hand was quick to reach and grasp. She slow stroked as I lifted Daniels left ball. Here goes Daniel, I almost whisper as the scalpel touches the thick cord. His hips bucked once as the scalpel easily slid through the cord and the testicle came away in my fingers. Both Daniel and Chloe moaned, and she stroked Daniel harder as I dropped the large testicle in the small tray. Daniel was close as I reached for the emasculators, and I waited for the fevered pants and low moan to tell me he was about to orgasm. This was getting good, and I positioned the jaws around the thick cord in preparation for his complete emasculation. Oh fuck Im coming! Daniel moaned hoarsely, his orgasm seconds away as Chloe pumped with one hand and the other covered and squeezed Daniels swollen knob. I felt Daniels testicle swell and pulse as he shook with orgasm, and I squeezed and rolled his last ball between my fingers. Chloe stroked as she caught Daniels load in her palm, and I could see the tremendous volume spilling out between her fingers. As I sensed the last throb deep in Daniels testicle, I gave a final firm squeeze a moment before clenching the emasculator handles. Daniels ass came right off the table as the jaws of the emasculator bit into the chunky cord. Daniel grunted loudly, and his cock leaped from Chloes grip. The last spurt of semen he would shoot as a man flew almost to his chin. His final ejaculation left Chloe with a palm overflowing with semen, and a long streak of white clinging to the sparse hair on Daniels chest. He was a mass of quivers as his hips sagged back to the table, and his cock shriveled rapidly. Chloe had her new eunuch. Chloe was wild-eyed and shaking as she dipped two fingers into the palm of her hand and lifted a thick stringy glob of Daniels semen toward me. Desire raged through me, and my wetness grew as I opened my mouth to accept Chloes offering. She gasped as I sucked Daniels semen from her fingers, and my clit throbbed with need. As I swirled Daniels cum around my mouth with my tongue, I watched as Chloe licked at her palm, downing the last drops of semen. As I stitched Daniels shrunken and profoundly empty sack, I watched Chloe panting, wide eyed excited, and her fingers tracing the outline of Daniels withered cock. I wondered. Despite my first impressions, I suddenly feel a certain closeness to Chloe. She was the one responsible for making this a special moment for Daniel, and perhaps Chloe and I are more alike than I realized. Perhaps. |