becoming a eunuch slave

It all started about 3 years after my wife Kathy passed away. I had kept in touch with Carole over the years. She was that one girl I let get away somehow. For whatever reason we never managed to go out with each other...we flirted madly at work. People talked and assumed we were an item. She was beutifull and we loved each other..but we couldnt date at work..."soon as one of us isnt working here we have to get together" we'd assure each other...but we were always dating other people and one thing and another kept us from going past a deep friendship. To make a long story short..she moved to another state to be closer to her family when her mother died..and eventually married a guy who ran a vineyard and farm out that way. They were a wonderfull couple I had to admit..she flourished with him. Carole and I shared everything..She confided in me that she and Alan were living a BDSM lifestyle, that she was His property to do with as He pleased. I was shocked..but the more we talked..the more I understood her need for this. "too bad we never went farther than kissing." she would say to me."who knows where you and i would be now be now if we had?" I had no idea she was so kinky. Despite the distance, we were always there for each other, and when my wife passed away, we became even closer.

One day I got a letter from Carole...She'd become sick..but was doing much better now...and would I like to come out there and help this spring...maybe stay for a month or two?? I didnt need to be asked twice, I took the time off work and headed out east to see Carole and her Husband for the first time since her wedding 7 years ago.

The first few weeks were a blur...it was like we'd never been apart..the vineyard was such a wonderfull place..acres of vines..fruit trees..and a few horses off in the large stables. I learned alot about the wine business and began to wonder if this was the life I should be living..instead of tied ot a desk. Alan was friendly...a wonderfull guy actually..and we got along great..but he could tell I was jealous of what he had....and that I was falling in love with Carole, and she with Me. As the weeks went on and we all became more comfortable with each other, I got to see th "D/s" side of their relationsip more and more. Alan was strict with her..but loving....she wore a beutifull but simple collar on her neck, she had been marked by Him as well...a small brand on her inner thingh..and piercings in her nipples and clit. she just glowed when she talked about this. Every so often they would host parties for their many BDSM friends at the house....I had never seen anything like this before..it was amazing..Dommes/Doms..subs..slaves..bondage..whippings leather, bondage etc. I was in awe when Alan had carole put herself on the ST.Andrews cross. "I want to show you how obedient and comitted calole is to me." He said..."she is going to have a severe whipping...you may not want to watch..but if you want to see the level of love and dedication in our relationship...I suggest you stay." I cant say it was easy to watch..my heart was just being torn from me with each stroke of the whip...but I was amazed at her resolve to take it...she was more beutifull now than ever. I envied her in a way.

The next few days I tended caroles wounds, and we talked about us..and this place. "i dont want you to go." she said "I dont want to go either..I could live here happily, and theres plenty to do around this palce." I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her, I felt a stirring in my groin..she was so perfect..so vulnerable..so strong..My cock had a mind of its own..just being with her got me hard as a rock. she knew how I was feeling and smiled at me. "i wish we could too...but we cant..you know that...but i'd do anyting to have you stay here with us...i cant imagine you being away from me again." "Id do anything too..I love you..I love this place..this life...just to be here with you..even at a distance."

The week I was to leave..the 3 of us sat around the kitchen table to discuss it. "I know how you two feel about each other..I know how she has felt about you for all the time she's known you...As much as I like you..how can I have another guy around competing for my wife? How long would it be before something would happen between you? If you were to stay here..you'd have to know your place..she's my property..mine to do with as I please. You do understand that do you not?"

"I understand it totally..Ive envied her ralationship with you since Ive been here..she's so at peace...I'll be honest..I love her deeply..I envy you...but I respect your authority and strength as well..Id do anyhting required to stay here...Id be your property..as she is yours...as the horses are yours even."

"Youd do that to be with her?...make yourself property?..do you understand what that means?...You'd be another animal on the farm if you stayed...treated as one, untill Im comfortable you understand your place here. If youre disobedient in any way..you'll be beaten..if youre good..you'll be rewarded."

"I uderstand completely" I stammered.

"Theres one more thing however...on this farm theres only one Stallion ..The other must become a gelding."

carole looked at me...I didnt know what to say..Id do anything to be with her...Id be property...id be a slave, and apparently..id be a eunuch.

we created a contract...outlining my duties and signing myself over as property..i quit my job..sold what i didnt need..and began my new life on the farm. That nite i was put on the cross...many of Alan and carole's friends came over to celebrate my becoming a slave. i was self concious of being tied naked, facing a room full of people i didnt know...one by one they came and inspected me. i learned i was to be fitted with a collar, nipple rings and something called a "princes wand" as well as castrated...i was nervous as hell...but there was carole, smiling from across the room..she was so happy for me. Everyone watched as Alan came over and began putting the collar around my neck..it was made of leather and steel and bolted shut, He then began fitting me with my nipple rings...i recall crying out as the needle went thru the soft flesh..everyone cheered. A woman came up and began examining me..I recognized her from the earlier party...Emma, she was a local doctor and a good Domme friend of Alan and carole..."We're going to use something called a burdizzo on you tonite...it will be painfull..but its a good safe method...your testicles will shrink over time..Alan and I have discussed your care..and the possibility of removing the nutsack at a later date..dont worry..its going to be a wonderfull nite...carole is so proud of you." i smiled knowing this..i was ready.

"Bring him to the table." Alan bellowed..he was in charge here, there was no doubt..for the first time..i realized that i truly wanted Him to be my Master. i was taken off the cross and put on a heavy table in the middle of the room...my arms and legs were tied to the corners...my genitals had been shaved earlier in the nite...i was affraid and excited...my cock was fully erect now, dripping pre-cum..it was a good size i suppose..7 inches and fairly thick. caole came up to the table and whispered in my ear..."we have a surprise for you my love..a reward for your sacrafice." she came around the side of the table...climbed up...she was naked and as beutifull a thing as ive ever seen..she was trembeling now..her wetness was so obvious. "one last penetration...then this cock will never enter anyone again..is that understood?" Alan shouted..."is that understood slave?" "yes Sir..thank you Sir!" i cried out...tears were in my eyes...i had watied so long for this. carole straddled me...and gently took my cock in her hand...lowering herself to it...i felt my cockhead touch her opening..it was warm and heaven itself...she sank down on it slowly and smoothly...burying it deep inside her...she leaned forward and kissed me..."sometimes, when master is fucking me..i'll pretend its you in me." we both had tears in our eyes as she slid me out of her...my cock fell hoplessly onto my stomach, it ached to be back inside...to feel that again. A man stepped forward with the burdizzo. carole held my head, kissing my cheek and whispering encouragements. "im so proud of you..once youre a eunuch..we can be together, love...be brave..i love you" i felt my left nut placed in the jaws...the crowd was quiet..looking on in anticipation..one or two had camcorders..catching each moment.

The jaws closed on my nut...the pain was blinding..i screamed out..my back arching..may limbs pulling at the bonds....the jaws shut completely and the figure with the clamp tugged hard..severing the nut from the chords..."Oh God..please..no." i sobbed..."i cant..cant..the pain..please." carole held me tight telling me how proud she was..how brave i was...how it was soon to be over....i didnt know if i cold take another...but carole's presence and assurance helped me control the pain..the adrenaline was flowing for sure..i was getting light headed. "ask for it..Master will be pleased" she whispered. somehow i managed to lift my head...and looking over at Master...i asked "please...do the other nut Master make my your eunuch property." Master rose from his seat....taking the burdizzo...he placed my remaining live nut in the jaws..."you'll make a good slave Im sure..Im proud of you." The jaws closed tight..my back arched..he pulled the nut down...i screamed...carole held my head tight...i passed out. i was a eunuch.

I woke up the next day in a bed in the main house...i was pretty disoriented..and sore all over...carole and Master were there..."You passed out last nite...the doctor looked you over and youre fine...you'll be off your feet for a week or so, while things heal up...you've been fitted with a princes wand in your cock...its got a nice long shaft and a big ring in the end for a leash...and a sharp point in the fastener to make sure your dick doesnt get used. Once everything is healed up...I may allow you to masturbate..at least untill you cant get it up anymore...once that happens...you'll be allowed to stay with us in the main house."

Like Master said...eventually i couldnt get hard anymore..and i moved from the barn into the main house..where I took care of carole and Master. Eventually my sex drive died away..and I was permitted to sleep in their bedroom..on the floor..He would make me watch as he took her in every position...I remembered how that wetness felt on my cock..and though it was difficult to watch Master have her..she had the most wonderfull orgasms..Master used her roughly and often...I was happy. After a year or so...I began to be allowed to participate in their sexual lives. As Masters slave I was His to do with as he pleased...he had whipped me many times...I learned to enjoy and crave the punishment. When Master came in carole...it was my job to lick her clean so as not to stain the sheets...I savoured my duties..i never felt closer to two people than when between my beloved caroles legs...taking Masters cum from her body. sometimes i was allowed to lick Masters cock clean as well. His cock was a bit bigger than mine had been, and uncut..it was a proud and wonderful cock, i was honoured to take it in my mouth..to lick it clean..to drink Maters urine from it when he demanded...but i was forbidden to make him cum...that was caroles privelage.

i had been a eunuch slave for about 3 years, when carole began to be unwell...Master and i both grew concerned. "im fine..really" she insisted...but after being examined by Emma...she went into the city for tests...and our worst fears were realized. "Her cancer has come back." Emma said in a quiet voice..."its spread enough that theres nothing we can do..Im so sorry." From that terrible day on..the three of us became even closer.

As carole became more and more fragile...it became obvious that she was not able to take any of the play..or punishments..or even the sex she had so recently enjoyed. Master needed an outlet for his urges...and at caroles insistance..i offered my ass for Masters cock in her place. The beatings had allready become more vigorous and intense..i could tell Master was taking His frustrations out on my back and cock and ass....i wanted him to...i wanted him to use me to feel better. carole sat in bed and watched smiling as Master took my ass for the first time...i had worn plugs many times in my ass over the past few years...but i wasnt prepared for Masters cock pounding away inside me. i understood how carole had felt..taking Masters cock..taking his cum. we settled into a routine eventually..carole, so weak and frail...asking me how wonderfull it felt...Master pounding his frustrations into my ass..taking me roughly..often without any lubrication..i gave willingly..my limp dick flopping between my legs...Masters hard proud cock buried deep inside me...."cum inside him Master...cum inside him like you did with me...you're cumming in me.." I would lick Masters cock clean after....sometimes i would even service Him oraly alone...He began to grow comfortable with using me sexually..my lack of manhood was a blessing as he referred to me as His "asspussy." or "mouthpussy"

That spring, carole passed away...Master and i buried her on the farm and mourned her passing. The three of us had grown so close..each loving the other, each caring for the other...my role evolving from property and servant to part of a loving relationship.

my cock had been flaccid and useless since shortly after my castration...i had been allowed four or five supervised orgasms by Master, licking up my cum from the floor while He and carole watched...untill my dick became useless and limp. i hadnt missed it at all...nothing could comapre to the nite carole slipped my hard dick inside her, joining us forever..and for the last time. i decided at that point...now that she was gone...that my dick should be gone as well...Master agreed it was a fitting tribute...Emma was called...She agreed it was a wonderfull gesture and made arrangements for my penectomy. As i sat looking at it..soft and shrunken...my nutsac long since removed..I remebered it hard and proud...dripping precum....the nite i was castrated.