Donnie was thrilled to know it’d be a quick trip with just one ride the whole way, tossed his backpack onto the back seat and climbed in. They drove south for an hour and Donnie started to doze off as the steady drone of the engine lulled his senses. Once he was sleeping soundly, Mac, the driver, pulled off the highway and made his way to an isolated area, where no one was present, 30 miles between two ghost towns. Donnie only woke as he was shaken and then pulled from the seat and his backpack thrown into the roadside ditch. The very confused boy couldn’t comprehend what was happening until his mind cleared. One of his kidnappers, the guy who’d been driving, told him, “We’re part of a secret government population control program. Our assignment is to find fertile young males and make them infertile.” He raised a handgun and pointed it at Donnie and continued, “Now do as you’re told and you won’t get seriously hurt.” Donnie raised his arms in a sign of surrender. Once he did that the driver told him, “I’m Mac, this is George. Take your clothes off.” When the young man hesitated, Mac said emphatically, “Strip now, boy!” Donnie complied quickly. Now Mac lowered the back seat and locked half of a pair of handcuffs to the back inside door handles. Mac ordered Donnie to climb in and lie on his back with each leg spread apart so his ankles could be locked into the cuffs. Once he did so, Mac pulled a zippered case from the glove compartment and opened it. It was a top-of-the-line dissection kit. Mac explained that he was going to make Donnie a eunuch and asked if he understood what that meant. Donnie nodded.

Mac and George now started their work on Donnie. First, Mac shaved his scrotum; then Gorge applied Betadine to disinfect it, followed by a spray-on anesthetic. Once that was done, Mac took a scalpel from the kit and made an incision on the left side of Donnie’s scrotum. He nudged that testicle from its protective pouch, severed the spermatic cord, and quickly cauterized the end that he then pushed back into the scrotum. Finally, he sutured the incision. Mac left the car and George got in and repeated the procedure on Donnie’s right testicle. Finished, they unlocked the cuffs and Mac ordered Donnie to get out of the car, put his clothes back on, and get back in once the seat was put back. After he did, Mac tossed both testicles into the ditch beside Donnie's backpack and got in beside him. George got into the driver’s seat and pulled out. Mac asked Donnie, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Having started to recover from the shock, Donnie started to cry. “I can’t go back like this. My girlfriend can’t find out. What would everyone say?” Mac told him, “Stop crying, you’re not going back. You’re coming to live with us. You’re gonna have to forget your girlfriend and she’s gonna have to forget about you. You’re changing in more ways than just becoming a eunuch, starting right now.” With that Mac began forcing Donnie’s head down with his left hand while unzipping his fly with the right. Donnie tried to resist but couldn’t and in moments had Mac’s quickly growing cock in his mouth. Mac told him, “Do a good job or I’ll cut your dick off, too.” Knowing Mac was capable and willing to even do further mutilation, Donnie tried his best to not scrape Mac’s dick with his teeth and to not gag, though he did both several times. In a few minutes that seemed to Donnie like hours, Mac came inside his mouth. Fearing losing his dick, Donnie swallowed every bit of Mac’s load. Mac removed his hand from the back of Donnie’s neck and as Donnie sat back up. Mac said, “That was pretty good for a virgin. But I expect you to get better. And from now on, when you’re done I expect a ‘Thank you, sir.’ Got me?” Donnie nodded and Mac said forcefully, “Yes, sir.” Looking down in a mix of shame and misery, Donnie and said, “Yes, sir.” “That’s better,” Mac replied. Donnie’s training had begun. They rode in silence, Donnie pondering his new future with these men.

They got to Los Angeles and George pulled into the driveway of a two story house. Donnie tried to open the door but they’d set the child lock on so he couldn’t made a run for it. So after Mac got out, Donnie had no choice but to slide across the seat and accompany Mac into the house with George behind, in case he tried a getaway. Once inside, Mac ordered Donnie to strip and the boy complied immediately after remembering to say “Yes, Sir,” eliciting a “Good boy” from Mac and a smile from George at seeing him so quickly broken into complete compliance. “It’s George’s turn for a blow job. I’ll watch to see if you do better your second time.” “Yes, sir,” Donnie answered and walked to George and knelt down. George withdrew his hardening dick from his pants and waited for the boy to take it into his mouth. Donnie leaned forward and began sucking him off. It appeared to Mac that Donnie’d improved his technique, maybe because he was upright instead of prone, and bent over to whisper “You can keep your dick only if George says you can.” Donnie didn’t miss a beat despite that, and George came in his mouth shortly after; he again swallowed every drop. George pulled out and said, “Yeah, that was good enough.” As he stood up, Donnie said, “Thank you, sir.” George then asked Mac, “Are straight guys are always better at blow jobs that gay kids?” “It seems that way to me, too,” Mac answered. Then he said to Donnie, “I still expect improvement as you get more experience. But you’ve had a pretty good start.” Donnie repeated, “Thank you, sir.”

Mac and George sat down on the sofa, and Mac signaled Donnie to sit between them. Mac then turned on the TV and the DVD player. The DVD he started up was gay porn with college aged guys. There was a lot of ass-slapping amid the fucking and sucking, and more than one guy had two guys in him at once. Donnie understood now what was in store for him and wanted to look away but kept watching for fear of angering Mac. When the movie was over, Mac replaced the DVD with another homemade one. This was a previous college boy Mac and George had taken. It showed his castration at Mac’s hands and his subsequent training as a sex slave. He became, like Donnie would, quickly compliant and good at both sucking and taking it up the ass. Once the DVD was over, Mac said, “He was our first. We sold him for $45,000 once we were done with him.” Donnie now knew he was owned like property and could be sold at any time. He realized he needed to keep Mac and George happy and satisfied in every way. As that sunk in, Mac turned off the TV and said “Let’s go to bed.” Mac led the way with Donnie immediately behind and George following. Whenever they went anywhere, this was the order they walked in.

Donnie, already nude, climbed onto the bed and moved to the middle as he watched as his owners disrobe. They were both muscular, without being too much so, and in fact had nice looking bodies that weren’t overly hairy. They joined the boy in bed and quickly went to work positioning him for simultaneous sucking and fucking, with no gentle and relaxing foreplay. With Mac in front, ready for “a new and improved” blow job and George behind and ready to plow into Donnie’s virgin ass, Donnie started sucking on Mac’s re-hardened cock. Once he established his rhythm, Mac pushed his engorged cockhead against Donnie’s rectum and forced his way in. Donnie was shocked by how much pain it caused, but focused his thoughts on the cock in his mouth to avoid displeasing them, knowing the consequences. The pain lessened as his ass adjusted to being stretched further than it had ever been and became more desensitized. And suddenly, when George’s cock first massaged Donnie’s prostate gland, the boy tensed in pleasure and got hard despite his castration. As the prostate massage continued with each additional thrust, Donnie came just before George did. Moments later, Mac shot his own load down the boy’s throat as he groaned in sheer pleasure. Mac withdrew, but George stayed inside the boy and Donnie wondered if he was already preparing to fuck a second time. Instead though, George began to piss into him and Donnie, reacting from pure instinct, tried to pull away. But George held tightly to both hips to prevent that and Donnie was forced to endure this new humiliation, with Mac saying, “Hold still until he’s done.” Again it seemed like hours to Donnie, rather than minutes, for George to empty his bladder. Once he finished and Donnie said, “Thank you both, Sirs,” Mac led Donnie to the bathroom. The boy luckily managed to hold everything in until he got to the toilet and empty his ass without creating a mess. Once he was finished, Mac ordered him back to the bedroom and followed behind. They immediately went back to work, now with George in front and Mac behind. Donnie’s techniques and performance improved this time and, though it took a little longer than the first time for George and Mac to come in him, both were satisfied. Donnie even came a second time, though his orgasm was also slower and less intense than the first. Afterward, all three collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Donnie remembered to say, “Thank you both, Sirs.” That earned him a pat on the head as if he were a puppy in training. From a night table drawer beside the bed, Mac pulled out two pair of handcuffs and locked Donnie’s wrists together, then his ankles, to ensure he couldn’t escape. Then all three dozed off.

Donnie dreamed he was back in San Francisco with his girlfriend. He told – then showed – her he’d been castrated but didn’t know how or when or by whom. She reacted with shock first, then anger and told him to get lost, and that she never wanted to see him again. He left, stunned, and started walking down the street. A car pulled up and offered him a ride and he got in. In front were George and Mac. Mac asked him what was up and he told them what he’d told his ex-girlfriend. They reacted with gentle understanding and sympathy. They drove him to their house and offered to keep him there, and he accepted. Instead of being forced into sex, he willingly did it and found himself enjoying it more than the sex he’d had with his only girlfriend. He went through four sex sessions in the dream, each in a different position. George and Mac kept telling him how hot he was and that he was a natural at sucking and getting fucked. He was glad they felt that way. Then he awoke.

In real life, only one thing was different. He was still in Los Angeles. His scrotum was still empty, his testicles removed. His ankles and wrists were still locked together and he was still in bed between his owners. The only change was his attitude. He was no longer an unwilling victim. He proved in coming days that he was embracing his new status and life. His only goal was to make Mac and George happy in any and every way he could. They had seen this sudden change before in about a third of the guys they took. The other two thirds never adjusted to what had been done to them and continued to believe, unsuccessfully, that somehow they could and would return to their previous lives. These were the men and boys that would sell for the least amount since buyers could see the resistance and rebellion in their eyes and behavior. Mac and George kept Donnie longer than any other catch, but they did get tired of him and one day offered him in an auction, knowing they could and would find a replacement easily. They sold Donnie for $59,000.