My First Castration

By Topbazuka

Ever since I could remember Mother was always a man hater. I guess it was because dad walked out on her leaving nothing behind except bills and aggravation. She used to tell me to have nothing to do with boys and she never allowed me to have any contact with them.

Mother belongs to a special club of woman who shared the hatred of men between themselves Once in a while, when she had one of girl’s friends over, I would overhear them talk of the thinks they use to do to men. But I never believed their stories. A man would never let them do such things.

Then it happened. When I was about 12 years old. Mother had gone shopping as left me in the park to play. She said she would return in a few minutes. I was on the swings trying to swing towards the heavens when I noticed a young man in his 20’s watching me. He was smiling and clapping giving me the incentive to swing even higher.

Then it was on to the monkey bars. I climbed to the top. As I was looking over the park, I realized that the young man was looking up at me. He gave me the thumbs up sign. It was as if he recognized my accomplishments and gave me the encouragement to continue. Even thought he was a male he seemed harmless and I loved the attention.

Next I went on to the seesaw. However there was no one to play with me. Suddenly he appeared and offered to share the other side of the seesaw. He asked me my name and responded with Tracy and he told me his name was Bob. For several minutes we talked small talk when an ice cream vender drove buy with his silly bells telling everyone he had arrived. Bob offered to buy me an ice cream. With some hesitancy I accepted.

It was getting late and mother hadn’t returned. Bob must have seen my concern and offered me a ride home in his car. My house was only several blocks away, however, I decided to wait a little bit longer for mother. I kept thinking to myself that she would show up any minute. As the minutes passed I realized that perhaps mother had forgotten about me and went straight home. Bob asked me again and this time I took him up on his offer. I knew if mother knew she would kill me but I took the chance anyway.

Bob was a gentleman, He open the door for me and waited till I sat down before closing the door. He then went to the driver side. He told me to put on my seat belt and offered to help me. Bob waited till I was strapped in before he started the car. Then we were on our way. . We drove for a few minutes before I realized that this was not the way home. I told Bob that it was the wrong way but he didn’t respond. He just kept on driving. Suddenly he drove into a garage and stopped the car. He looked at me and said. Your know you’re a beautiful little girl. I thanked him nervously and said, “please take me home” His reply was “sure as soon as you pull up your dress. I want one more look at your panties”. I was stunned. It was then that I realized why he was watching me all this time. He was actually looking up my dress and sneaking a peak at my panties. I was dumfounded. and angry. I thought he was a nice man and all along he was looking up my dress. He gave me encouragement just so that he could see more.

I was petrified and dint move. Bob again asked me, once again, to lift up my dress. When I refused. Without warning Bob reached over and pulled up my dress to expose my pink panties. I became a statue not moving hoping that her would just look and then leave me alone. But I was wrong. Bob then asked me to take off my panties and give them to him as a souvenir. Once again I refused. He asked again. And again I stood fast. Suddenly and without warning he reached out and grasped my panties. I could not move. The seat belt held me firm. My panties were off and I sat there motionless and naked. I tried to hide my nakedness but he took away my hands and my little pussy was fully exposed. He touched me down there. I started to scream but they fell on deaf ears. No one was coming to my rescue. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his thing. I was horrified. Bob then said, “play with it”. I didn’t know what to do. He put his hand up my dress and held my firm tities with one hand and my pussy with the other. He began to move up and down as I held his thing. He was moving faster and faster as I felt his thing grow larger and larger. Suddenly and with out warning he exploded. I felt his pulsating cock spew hot semen as it spurted all over. I dint move for fear of my life. Bob rested for a few minutes said he was sorry and took me home. As we drove he said,” If you ever tell anyone what happened, I will come back and kill you!” “Do you understand.” I nodded in fear. But that was not enough. He wanted me to acknowledge it. “Say it,” tell me that you will not tell anyone”. So I sad “yes” Yes,” I wont tell anyone. Good and as a memento of the occasion, I’m going to keep your panties as a reminder of the beautiful pussy you have. I want to smell them every night. . Now I will take you home and he did.

Mom took one look at me and asked what happened. I screamed at her and blamed her for that happened. I asked repeatedly “ what the hell happened to you, where were you”? She said that she got into a minor traffic accident and by the time she got to the park I was gone so she went home. Now she said, “what happened to you? I explained to my mother the episode in detail. She listened and listened. After I finished she said “. She was going to teach that bastard a lesson hell never forget.”

For several days after the incident nothing was said. Mother had related my story to a few of her friends and I guess that had discussed it between them. About a week later mother came to me and she told me to go back to the park to see if Bob shows up. I said then what? She said I should approach him telling him how much she enjoyed the excitement and invite him too over. Saying that they are no hard feelings. If he asked who lives at home, I should respond with my mother but say mother goes to work as a waitress every day for 12-hour shifts.

I went to the park for a week and there was no sign of Bob. By the second week I had given up but not my mother. She kept on encouraging me for revenge and to stick it out. I did. We were just about to give up when Bob appeared. He saw me and I saw him. We didn’t say anything to each other and I didn’t run away or scream in fear. He began to approach me. I stood still. He said “hello Tracy”, I responded with Hi Bob. He asked if I wanted to play again. I shyly nodded. I went to the swings and began to swing. This time as I went higher and higher I innocently spread my legs and let him see that I was not wearing panties. He went wild with desire. I could see it in his eyes. I had him hooked. Then I went to the monkey bars and climbed to the top. He was right below me looking up. Bob called for me to get down. I said “ in a few minutes”. My intention was to frustrate Bob as much as possible to make him want to come home with me, Sure enough he did. He asked if I want to go for a ride. “Yes I replied where too,” He thought for a moment but before he could answer I suggested my house. He looked skeptical. But then I said I would feel more comfortable in my own room. Beside mom was at work and would not be home for hours. He agreed and we drove to house. It was the spider inviting the fly for lunch…. and he was the lunch.

We arrived at the house and Bob looked around to check if anyone was home. In the meantime I offered him a cold beer. The object was to make him relax and unsuspecting. He returned to the kitchen while I was poring him a beer. I slipped a pill into the beer that mother had prepared. We went into the living room as Bob began to sip his beer. I told him to sit down on the couch and I would entertain him. After getting comfortable, I put on some light music and began to strip for him. I am sure Bob was thinking how easy this was going to be. Slowly I took off my blouse revealing my cute perky little breasts just beginning to form. They were firm and. round with nipples that stood up at attention. I played with them pulling them taught. I could see Bob getting excited. The bulge between his legs was growing and he had to shift himself to be comfortable. Next I turned around and with my back facing him I took off my skirt. I was now totally naked. Bob was smiling in anticipation of what was to come. But he was wrong. Dead wrong! I saw the glaze in his eyes. The drug was beginning to take effect. . I approached Bob smiling knowing that in another minute or two he would be mine. I watched his eyes skim over my naked little body. He saw my long golden hair falling just over my little mounds, my flat body, and my curvy ass. The naked and hairless slit between my legs and my long legs. He tried to keep his eyes open. I saw him fighting the inevitable, but he was loosing it. Finally I saw his body begin to slacken. He was no longer in control. He finally slipped into a deep sleep probably thinking of my beautiful body and how he was going to enjoy making love to it.

Bob awoke in the basement, naked and tied up in a chair. Mother and I let Bob stay there for a couple of hours in the cold dark basement contemplating his fate. Mother wanted him to fear us and he did.

Mother and I were ready to teach Bob a lesson he would never forget for taking advantage of a little girl. We descended to the basement and confronted Bob. He looked at us and screamed “what the hell going on”, untie me immediately”. We looked at each and smiled. Then my mother began to address Bob. “Is it true you molested my daughter? He thought for a long time before answering; I guess he was trying to figure out what was the best answer in lieu of the condition he was in. Bob finally answered with the truth. “Yes” he said” in a moment of weakness I did try to molest you daughter, nevertheless I apologize profusely. Please don’t report me to the Police.” Well then” mother said.” Are you prepared to take the punishment we deem appropriate to fit the crime? “Yes” he replied” “Good” Tracy and I will consider your confession in determining your faith.

After several hours we returned and announced our decision. He was placed in a kneeling position at our feet. Mother then announced that he was to be castrated as the punishment for his crime. Bob was terrified at the prospect of his being castrated. Being 23 and in perfect health he had a great life ahead as a lover of woman. He wasn’t ready for the punishment. He began to beg for mercy. Mother calmly said the only other alternative was to be reported to the police. The choice was his. Castration or Prison! “What is your decision? Mother asked. It took Bob a long time for him to respond but his answer was “castration”. Then you will kiss my pussy in acceptance of your fate. Once you do there will be no turning back. It is the kiss to seal the contract! Bob leaned forward and kissed Mother’s pussy. “Good” she said “now we may prepare and proceed with the ceremony to cleanse your body and mind of your evil thoughts and desires.

Bob was brought over to a wooden block table. It appeared that that his acceptance of his fate made him docile and submissive. A cushion was placed on the table and Bob was ordered to face down on the pillow His ass now curved upwards open, exposed, vulnerable and helpless. Mother tied his feet and hands to the legs of the table. He was secured and was not able to move. We stepped back to examine out handiwork. It sent a chill down my spine and we were excited. I felt my pussy getting wet and hot.

Mother then put on a strap on dildole. It must have been 10 inches long, thick and black. She approached Bob and told him to suck on the black dick. She said “do a good job Bob because I’m going to fuck you with it”. With an enormous enthusiasm Bob began sucking on this cock. With a dripping wet cock, mother stood behind Bob, she mounted the table and placed the cock at the mouth of his ass. He was quivering in fear and mother let the fear take over. Suddenly and without warning she thrusted the big black cock into his ass. He yelled as the cock found its home. By this time I was dripping with excitement. I walked over to Bob and stood in front of him. He needed no encouragement. His tongue found my pussy and he began to suck on it. Mother and I came at the same time yelling and screaming from the pleasure. I loved the power and control I had over Bob.

We were now ready for the second phase of the punishment, Bob’s castration. I was going to do the castration in revenge for what he did to me. I wasn’t sure exactly what I was suppose to do but mother encouraged me by telling me that she was there to assist me. She wanted me to feel the power and taste the blood of revenge.

Bob was turned over on his back. Mother said she was going to get the tools needed and I should keep an eye on Bob. Once Mother left, Bob started to beg me for forgiveness. He promised he would never again attempt to do what he did to me. He begged me with tears in his eyes not to castrate him. I looked at him and with a smile said.” That he was going to get the punishment he deserved and I am going to enjoy doing it.”

Mother returned with the instruments laved out on a tray She displayed them in front of Bob so that he should see the instruments of his castration. Mother then applied shaving cream to his genital area and began to shave him. It was interesting to watch as each swipe took off a clump of his pubic hair. Within minutes Bobs cock was naked as a newborn baby. I found it thrilling to see. Mother then placed a board under his ball sack and took pins and pinned his ball sack to the board. “Now” she said “Tracy take the scalpel and have Bob kiss it as a sign of his acceptance of his fate. Bob reluctantly did. He realized he had no choice so he decided that he was going to make the best of it. I stood in front of Bob scalpel in hand Slowly; I made an incision down the center of the ball sack from top to bottom. The opening was large and exposed his two balls. Mother took her finger and dipped in the blood. She placed them against my lips for me to taste. It was exhilarating tasting the blood of the victim. It gives you power and control and loved it and craved more. Mother allowed me to taste more blood.

Then mother placed a silver bowl under Bob’s ball sack “now” mother said ”all you have to do his cut the cords and let each ball fall into the bowl. I severed the first one and held it up for bob to see. Then severed the second one. He was now ball less.

Mother took the balls into the kitchen added some spices and fried them in a wok. Within minutes she returned with two beautiful balls on a bed of rice. She then orders Bob to sit up and eat his own balls. Mother and I shared the other. You have no idea the power I felt as I bit into the testicle that once a crucial part of Bobs body.

We left Bob sleep off the castration. The next morning I went down to the basement to check on bob. The bleeding had stopped and it appeared that the body was beginning to heal it. Bob knelled in front of me and kissed my feet. He thanked me for not putting him and jail and expressed his gratitude for castrating him. He said it felt it an honor in doing it because he knew it was what I wanted. I was astonished at his confession. Bob seemed to have turned the corner. He was a different person. His castration made him a new “man” . It was his rebirth.

We allowed Bob to stay a few days to heel. He started to take on duties around the house. Washing the floors, doing the laundry, cooking and cleaning for us. Secretly we liked having him around. It felt good. On the third day, Bob overheard me tell my mother I was going to take a bath. Bob asked me if he could help me. I looked at him and said “sure”. He prepared my bath. Helped me in and began washing my body from head to toe. It felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. I allowed him to play with my little tities and wash my naked pussy. I got hot again. Bob then took me into my bedroom, laid me down and tongue dried my whole body. It felt great having a man take care of me and be at my beckon call. By this time my pussy was dripping. Bobs tongue found my pussy and he began licking it till I exploded in volatile organism. It was the best. Bob said that he enjoyed serving me and wanted to stay with us and be out slave

That night I asked mother if we could keep bob as a slave. She answered with “that’s up to him”. I told bob to ask mother to for permission to stay and live with us. Mother thought for a moment and said, “If Bob wanted to remain and live with us and be our slave for life, he would have to make the ultimate sacrifice.” Naturally bob asked “and what was that” mother replied you’ll have to give up your cock. That’s the only way we can be sure your safe” without hesitation Bob agreed. The ceremony was to take place the following day because mother wanted to give bob the opportunity to think it over.

The next night bob approached my mother and said that he loved me and would serve me forever. Mother asked “are you sure. Yes most definitely. Then lets begin the ceremony and sacrifice. Mother brought out a miniature guillotine and laid it on the table. She took the rope and raised the slanted blade as high as it could go. A pan was laid underneath to catch what fell off. Without hesitation, bob placed his cock in the grove of the guillotine. It was erect as ever begging to be cut off. Mother then placed the rope in Bob’s mouth and said ”Bob your life is in your hands”. It is up to you to begin your new life as our slave. Bob asked me to kiss his cock goodbye. I looked at mother and she nodded. I took Bobs erect cock in mouth and kissed it good by. We then sat in front of the guillotine, directly at eye level with Bob’s pulsating cock. Mother said. “Bob whenever you’re ready, we ready to accept your sacrifice”. Bob was trembling in fear or was it love the for me Bobs eyes closed his eyes and opened his mouth and let the rope slip out. We both watched as the blade began its journey. I was cumming from excitement as so was mother. . It only took a second but seemed an eternity until the blade found its mark. The blade sliced off Bob’s cock. Bob opened to see his cock in the pan, Mother took the cock and dipped it in hot liquid gold. It solidified quickly and his cock became a golden cock. Mother gave it to me a s a necklace to wear as a symbol of bobs servitude and his love for me. Bob regained his composure and went down on both of us.

The next day I said to mother.” I will need another sacrifice soon”. Mother answered “yes I know.” This is just the beginning.” I told mother how much Bob’s castration excited me and that the taste of blood was addictive. Soon you will have many trophies my lovely sweet innocent little girl, but that another story for another time.

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