Mistress Gloria was 30 years old. She was 5'5" with long black hair and brown eyes. She had a little fuller figure than Mistress Linda, but she worked out a lot, so she was a very muscular lady. She too kept her pussy hair free, and had a gorgeous ass.

Both women did not need to work, seemed to always have plenty of money, and owned a multi-acre, and very private estate. They were both admitted sex addicts. They, in fact, were proud that they would have sometimes 5 orgasms each in a day, and I would many times see them locked in their 69 position, or taking turns with one of their many numerous dildos they owned. They were complete lesbians sexually and never had any sex with any man. They told me that they basically hated men, and the only reason I existed in their presence was to be used until they tired of me.

It had to be the best job I have ever had. No pay, and I had to do sometimes 16 hours of physically labor each day. Most of the work was house and yard maintenance, but I also did quite a bit of carpentry work for them. I slept each night in a small cage.

My other job was that I provided full toilet servitude for them both. I was used as toilet paper and frequently as a actual human toilet. They also severely punished me each day for what they said was " for just fun". I never went to sleep in my cage without being in extreme pain. They had frequent lesbian guests over and did lots of group orgy play. I had to serve the full toilet needs of any of their guests that required them. About half the guests just looked at me in contempt without using me as their toilet, but the other half did use me as a toilet. But all the ladies seemed to enjoy the public flogging and pain bang session that I received for the guests amusement each evening. The rule was that if I refused any toilet service ever, I would be excommunicated from their presence forever. But the reason I am writing this story is to not tell you about my experiences, but to tell you about the castrations they did.

I soon found out that once every month or so, my Mistresses had a particular interest. They showed me some matching necklaces with what looked like 8 pieces of leather pieces that were the beads on a gold chain necklace. They told me they were going to add enough beads so they had an even hundred on each necklace. They said that the beads were testicles that had been cured and dehydrated from "toys" they had played with. Then they showed my their cock collection. 8 bottles with cocks in them, preserved in formaldehyde. The cocks all appeared badly mutilated.

One of my other jobs turned out to be picking up their "toys". They paid an "acquisition service" to find suitable toys. Most toys were white, in their 30s or 40s. I drove to a pick up spot and gave an envelope (felt like lots of cash in it) to the "acquirer". In his trunk was the toy, with a black hood on, and unconscious. We picked him up and transferred him to the trunk of my car. The "acquirer" gave a second knockout injection to the toy and I was off to deliver the toy to my Mistresses.

When I arrived, my Mistresses looked like little girls on Christmas morning ready to open their presents. The toy was taken out of the trunk, and I carried him to the surgery room, as the Mistresses like to call it. I strip him and the Mistresses look him over, especially his cock and balls. Once they are satisfied that the balls and cock are large enough for their fun, they would like to say "it's showtime". Then they would laugh.

While the toy is still unconscious, the Mistresses take a large homemade tampon and shove it up his ass. The tampon is made from a wooden dowel and the end of the dowel has a very absorbent cotton glued to it and then it is then tightly wrapped with a cotton washrag. There are a few inches of the dowel that sticks out and when it is shoved up the toy's ass, the dowel is crazy glued to the asshole. That ass tampon does not go anywhere, and there is no chance of any leakage from the toy's ass with the absorbing, swelling, and plugging that it does.

The toy is then attached to a torture table, face up, with his ankles tied to some ceiling hoists with his legs spread wide. His thumb and 3rd and 4th finger are crazy glued together and his wrists are secured.

My Mistresses would then go have a snack, a drink, and take a nap.

After about 8 hours they return and give the toy a shot. I have no idea what is in the shot, but it wakes up the toy in just a few minutes, and it makes it's body more acute to any sensations. Unfortunately for the toy, that includes any pain. I also have experience with the shot also, as they frequently would give it to me during evening public pain bang sessions.

The first thing the toy does when it wakes up is it's eyes focus on two nude women with shaved pussys. Both have black leather hoods on and long thigh high boots. Obviously, they don't want to toy to be able to identify them later on. I am hooded also and chained up to a wall and have to stand thru the entire session. I get to watch as a reward for my work.

Mistress Gloria took one hand and closed off toy's nose, and then shoved a funnel in his mouth and down his throat. Mistress Linda then poured bottle of Phoso-soda (i think that was what it was called - it makes you have to shit bad) down his throat. Mistress Linda has a very calming voice and she said "Here honey, drink this it will make you feel much better." In order to breathe, toy has no choice but to swallow. He gags. "Hold the medicine down honey, it's important you do it" I have personally had to drink a lot of that stuff to amuse my Mistresses. It tastes like salt brine, and makes you have to shit so bad you hurt. (But, enough about me and my fun I have had.)

After the ball kneading finally stopped, toy at first looked a bit relieved but that was very short lived. Mistress Linda and Gloria both went into the closet to get some things to show their new toy. It was time to let toy see what was going to happen to him. They put on their necklaces and got close so toy could see.

toy - "I have to shit so bad, can I use the bathroom?" (the stuff had kicked in)

Mistress Linda- "First things first, then we will let you use the bathroom. You are probably wondering why you are here? You see our pretty necklaces with these funny looking beads on them, they are souvenirs from toys we have played with.

Mistress Gloria- "The beads are made out testicles. Do you understand stupid? Balls. Nuts. We like to cut them off, cure them and put them on our necklaces, and we both are going to be adding your balls to our necklace."

Toy looked completely dumbfounded.

Mistress Linda- "Don't you feel honored?"

toy- "Is this some kind of joke? You bitches better let me go right now."

Mistress Linda- "Look what else we have. We cut off cocks for our showcase. Nice uhh. (She shoved a jar with a badly bruised and cut cock in the jar) Then them made sure he got to see all 8 of the cocks in the jars.

toy- "fuck" (toy had realized he was in big trouble)

Mistress Gloria- "Don't worry, we are not going to kill you, but we are going to torture you for a few days before we cut off your cock and balls. This will be so much fun."

toy- screamed "HELPPPP" at the top of his lungs.

Mistress Linda and Mistress Gloria laughed.

Mistress Linda and Mistress Gloria each went over to toys hands, where the thumbs and two fingers were crazy glued together. They each grabbed one of toy's index finger first and began bending and twisting the finger until each one made a audible snap. Then they broke toys little fingers the same way. He screamed so loud it hurt my ears.

Mistress Linda- "Oh don't be such a baby, we are just getting started."

Mistress Gloria- "I know what will help, I will do something to take your mind of your little fingers".

Mistress Gloria positioned herself between toy's legs and grabbed a hold of each one of his balls between her thumb and index fingers and began to knead the testicle meat. He screamed loudly right off. (Again, I know how it feels, ball kneading is done to me almost every day.) Mistress Gloria kneaded toy's balls for 5 minutes, taking special care to make sure that each testicle got a deep tissue massage on them. Then quickly Mistress Linda changed places with her and she was kneading toy's the balls for another 5 minutes. When you are getting your balls kneaded, 5 minutes is an eternity. It is an incredible intense pain. Toy screamed for help, he cried tears, he pleaded, and he even threatened them. They laughed at him and his futile attempts to try to control the situation.

Mistress Gloria- Well, we are tired and need to go sleep for a while, but don't you worry, we will be back.

As they were leaving, Mistress Linda noticed me tied to the wall. I had an unpermitted hardon. She told Mistress Gloria and they both kicked me in the balls as hard as they could. I passed out, as I did not have the wonder shot like lucky toy did.

toy tried to talk to me while they were gone, but I know better and remained silent. He mostly just whined about how bad his fingers and balls hurt, and that he had to shit so bad.

A long time later they returned. They each had a 3 foot length of a broomstick handle. I knew what they would be doing with those. Mistress Gloria is left handed, and Mistress Linda is right handed. They positioned themselves at toy's feet and each beat the bottom of their toy's foot. He sobbed and cried and the wood cracked down on each foot. I stopped counting at 60, it had to have been 300 on each foot. They then played with toys broken fingers and then did another 5 minutes of ball kneading each. They left again for a long time again.

This time when they returned they had large piece wood, a wooden hammer, and a 4" piece of a glass tube. They shoved the glass tubing into toy's cock hole and shoved it all the way into his cock shaft. They had measured it so it would fit nice. Then they glued toy's pee hole shut with a small wooden dowel. They positioned the piece of wood behind toy's cock then Mistress Linda took the hammer and beat his cock with it. You could hear the glass crunching and breaking when the hammer hit it. toy passed out. Mistress Gloria revived him with some smelling salts, and another shot. My Mistresses do not like slaves to miss out on any of the fun. They then played with toy's broken fingers for a while and then did another 5 minutes of ball kneading each before leaving.

They came back and this time were all business. Toy's cock was hard, not from pleasure but from the internal bleading. They put a wire around the base of toy's cock and balls and twisted it with pliers until it was so tight it almost cut off the cock and balls. Mistress Linda took a steak knife and sawed thru the cock and balls. Blood squirted from the swollen cock, but not from toy's body as Mistress's are very concerned about toys well being.

It was done. They undid me, gave a extra dose knockout shot to toy, and were off with their prize.

I loaded toy into the trunk and drove for 5 hours and let him out on the side of the road to sleep it off.

He was still sleeping as I drove off, back to my Mistress Linda and Mistress Gloria.

I was such a lucky slave, don't you agree?