New developments at the regional castration centre.

John arrived at the reception desk and handed over his appointment letter to the pretty receptionist, who told him to take a seat until he was called for. His palms were sweaty and he was shaking slightly at the thought of what lay ahead in the next half hour or so. His application for a testicle licence had been refused as he had did not have the required points, to hold one under the revised laws. He wasn’t seated for long when the student nurse, Sarah, stuck her head around the doorway and called his name. She took his hand and led him to the changing room as she had done with as many as 200 men in the time that she had been working at the centre. But today there was no examination to assess the type of castration required as Sarah was assisting a specialist technical nurse from Japan.

Akira was in England as part of a research and development programme for CASTRATECH, the European branch of a Japanese medical electronics company. She was only 5ft. tall but had a lovely figure and her pert breasts jutted out under her tight fitting white nurses uniform and as she bent over to plug in the CASTRATECH equipment, her dress rode up and her stocking tops were exposed to John as he was led into the room by Sarah. Sarah then instructed John to strip naked and lay on the examination table that was alongside the equipment. He was terrified as he removed his clothing and handed each item to the pretty student nurse.

Once he was naked and laid on his back on the table, the two women strapped him down. “Sarah”, said Akira, “I am almost ready to begin the demonstration so would you please bring in the other nurses”. Sarah left the room and closed the door behind her. “What’s happening, what is this?” asked John. “Shhh”, replied the Japanese beauty, “All will become clear. Now I have instruction to give to these nurses so I cannot have your whining male voice getting in the way”, she said as she removed a ball gag from the pocket of her dress and pushed it into John’s mouth, tilting his head forward and then closing the strap to secure the gag.

Soon the door opened and half a dozen castration nurses of varying ranks and colours of uniform gathered around. Their voices died away as Akira began to address them. “Ladies, may I present the new CASTRATECH ultrasonic castration unit. I need not go into the technical specification as this is beyond the scope of this training session and is something that your technical services people will need to know. However I shall explain in simple terms how the unit works and how to use it.” She then pulled on a pair of latex gloves. “The base unit produces ultrasonic power which is directed through the cups”, she said as she then took a squeezy bottle and applied some gel to John’s scrotum and spread it around with her other hand, gently squeezing John’s balls in their sac as she did so. John’s penis, despite his fears, began to become erect and Akira proceeded to clamp the ultrasonic cup over his left testicle. Akira ignored the erect, bobbing penis and continued to address the nurses. “I will now apply the main power button and send the ultrasound into the testicle – watch the graph on the screen and see that the power line does not go over the blue line, the ultrasound is now breaking down the cells and we have to reduce the power as they are broken otherwise burning may occur”. She adjusted a dial in the control panel. “Now see as I reduce power but keep the red line within the limits; this shows that the testicle is almost destroyed.” A few more seconds passed and then… “There! The testicle is now reduced to mush”. She removed the clamp and squished the remains of the testicle, encouraging the observing nurses to feel it for themselves and contrast with the, as yet, unaffected one.

Some of the nurses had also stroked John’s penis as was their way because the were used to masturbating the victim in order that the castration chemicals that they normally used would work better for not being diluted by semen. By now John was rock hard and was enjoying the attention and the immediate thoughts of what was actually happening to his body were put out of his mind. But he so longed for one of those beautiful, sexy women to get astride him and slide his cock into her pussy – but it wasn’t happening; they were professionals and were only interested in the job of emasculating him.

Akira then applied some more gel to his sac and refitted the clamp. She showed the process again and allowed Staff nurse Maria to operate the equipment and again they all felt the mush that had been a healthy and functioning testicle less than two minutes earlier. “Any questions, ladies?” asked Akira. “So we don’t have to milk semen from them at all now?” quizzed another staff nurse. “It is not necessary at all,” answered Akira. “And there is no pain involved whatsoever?” said Sarah. “None” was the reply. “Aw. I enjoy masturbating them almost as much as I enjoy injecting castration fluid into a ball sac that I haven’t given enough anaesthetic to”, she giggled. “Well”, said Akira, “Best practice is to milk them to empty the prostate for a final time so I don’t see why not”. Sarah moved over to the immobilised man, whose penis had by now gone flaccid and some of the fact of what had been done to him had begun to sink in. However he soon became hard once the gorgeous Sarah leaned over him and he looked up her curvy body, her breasts and fantastic cleavage and felt her soft, gentle hand take hold of him and begin to pump him. She pumped faster until John felt the orgasm building and then shot a load of semen out. Sarah moved quickly, opened her mouth wide and caught it. She licked her lips and swallowed, savouring every drop. “Sarah!” snapped the Sister in charge, “That is so not allowed. That will go on your training record!”. I’m sorry Sister but I couldn’t help it” said the shame-faced student nurse. Undeterred, she cheekily said to the technician nurse, “Well I’ve milked him but where’s the opportunity to cause him any pain?”. “Don’t worry your head about that young lady”, said the Sister, “this machine is still only in research and although it looks promising and that man there would appear to be fully emasculated, scientific study demands we ensure that is the case until the system is proven”. And with that she produced an elastrator, fitted a band tightly around the base of the scrotum full of mush and then handed a scalpel to the young nurse and winked at her - “You can do the honours, Sarah....."