761 was guilty of brutally raping a boy of 14 years. The victim is by all accounts a good lad and he surely didn’t willfully invite sexual attention. The defense didn’t even try to discredit the poor kid who had required hospitalization for several days after the attack and may well be psychologically scarred for life. The rape was witnessed in progress and the assailant was apprehended near the crime scene. Semen recovered from the victim’s rectum was conclusively identified as 761’s. The case could not have been clearer.

Sentencing followed the jury’s decision by only one hour. 761, a well built man of 25 years, was brought before the bench wearing only loose-fitting nylon prison shorts, and with leather mitts locked over his hands and having heavy collars at the wrists. He was forced into the sentencing dock by his guards who strapped him in at the waist and locked his wrist cuffs to the arms of the chair. This took several minutes of hard struggle. The man was shouting obscenities the whole time and had to be ball-gagged before the sentence could be read. It was to be carried out directly.

Before releasing him from the chair, the guards pulled a thickly padded leather deprivation hood over 761’s head, tightly lacing it at the back and locking the thick, heavy collar around the neck, completing this in under a minute. That hood has a long and well known history, having been used to help subdue every man who has similarly sentenced by our court. Every man who has ever worn that hood has been emasculated. The only holes are two small ones at the nostrils. A strap was tightly drawn and locked under his chin passing over the top of his head. Between this and the ball gag, he was effectively silenced except for snorts from his nostrils. He was blinded by the thick leather, padded over his eyes, and was getting just enough air to be able to breathe. Then one at a time his wrists were freed from the chair arms and forced up to either side of his head where the cuffs were locked to d-rings attached to either side of the collar. Once this was done, the guards released the strap across his lap and dragged the now helpless and, I imagine, thoroughly terrified prisoner from the courtroom. All of this took less than maybe three minutes from the time sentence was read.

The actual castration was done in the basement with only two new guards, the doctor and a cameraman present. It is a simple procedure, really, very quick and not so brutal as some might imagine. In fact, the team is trained to work with the utmost speed and efficiency. To guarantee the efficiency is completely impersonal, 761 remains, for them, anonymous and the team has never seen him without the deprivation hood which spares them eye contact and having to listen to pleading and screaming. His shorts are removed and his crotch is basted with warm disinfectant. A guard grasps his testicles forcing compliance while 761 is strapped down to a large table in the middle of the room, his chest pressed onto a cushion, a leather harness locked over his shoulders and upper back pinning him to the table. Blinded and harnessed, his helplessness is complete when his legs are immobilized with straps behind his knees holding them high and wide apart, almost frog-like. This puts him in a position where his buttocks are high and the doctor has easy access to his dangling scrotum from behind.

The first thing the prisoner feels is a tourniquet tied over the top of his testicles to keep them pushed down into their bag. It is not tight enough to be uncomfortable but it still causes panic. By this time, the penis is erect from the excitement. Next, the doctor inserts a syringe into the scrotum directly under the tourniquet to numb the immediate area, allowing maybe half a minute for the anesthetic to work. From this point on everything happens usually in under twenty seconds. He positions the elasticator for setting the first band, pulls down manually on his nuts stretching the scrotum and releases the band so it is placed above the tourniquet. Without a pause he pulls the jaws of the bander down against his already reddening clump of balls compressing them further and releases the second band set just below the tourniquet. These bands, maybe half an inch apart, bite deeply into the skin, almost breaking it, and would be very painful were it not for the local. Even with the anesthesia, 761 knows exactly what is happening and can feel the spermatic cords pulling in his guts. He’s seized with panic, but the doctor keeps a grip on his hard clump of balls as he hands the bander to the guard and picks up the scalpel with which he deftly removes the tourniquet.

Once the first band is set, our convict is effectively a eunuch. Those bands are tougher than what they use on cattle and would be difficult to cut even with the right instrument so that if at this point we were to free him from all restraints and leave him to his own devices, even letting him leave the building, he’d probably still be helpless to save his manhood. Even if he had the luck to find a tool that would cut the bands and he did so before his testicles died, I’m not sure the crushing damage to his blood vessels and spermatic cords that those bands inflict could even be reversed. But rather than thus prolong his distress, the team proceeds without pause to the final step. The purpose of the second band is just to keep the scrotum closed after severing - strictly for neatness’ sake. Those bands are so tight that the actual cutting, done with the electric cauterizing scalpel, is completely bloodless. As soon as the tourniquet is removed, the blade is placed between the two bands where it had been. One sharp pull and it is over with a little whiff of smoke. The quivering mass is tossed into a glass bowl. I would say that less than ten or twelve seconds elapse between the setting of the first band and that final cut. Interestingly, the banding and cutting almost invariably will trigger a copious emission of semen, and we’ve learned to set a paper plate under the subject’s penis to catch the squirts, so there’s nothing to clean up. 761’s last spill was quite forceful - someone said that the rapid “splat-splat-splat” of his seed hitting the plate was quite audible. While he continues emptying his seminal vesicles, we finish the job by preparing the cauterized and banded stump for the finishing touch. A small stainless steel cap is glued over it, also tied with a couple of stitches, to keep it securely closed and sanitized. It is engraved with his number, 761, and “R-M” for “rapist, victim male.” A little badge. The castration team then leaves, turning the new eunuch back over to the guards that brought him down from the courtroom. As soon as they have him out of the chamber, they immediately remove his hood and show him his severed parts so he will know it is truly all over and he needn’t struggle as his hands are freed. While the hood and mitts are being removed, two photographs are taken (using an old-fashioned film camera), one of the man’s crotch with its shiny little button and the other of the severed scrotum and contents. Two sets of prints will be made under careful supervision before the negatives are destroyed, one set for Court Records and the other provided to the victim’s family, if desired. After this, the man has the choice of spending time in the infirmary or leaving to recover at home or wherever he chooses, a free “man.” They are almost invariably anxious to get away from the scene of their unmanning, so we give them a bottle of pain medicine and another of powerful disinfectant with instructions to apply it frequently to the site of the cut before sending them on their way. Seeing them slowly and unsteadily leaving the courthouse with a dazed and completely defeated look in their eyes, wearing the nylon prison shorts and a t-shirt reading “CASTRATED BY JUDICIAL ORDER” gives one confidence they will never again cause problems.

So you see, it really is quick - not more than ten minutes elapsed between the reading of his sentence and its completion, most of that time taken up by securing the convict and transporting him to the castration chamber. The actual procedure is recorded for oversight review, guaranteeing that it will be correctly and efficiently administered. The video record is not shown to unauthorized persons, and any improper exhibition of it is strictly forbidden by law. Jurors for trials of sexual offenders are shown one so they will know the potential meaning of a conviction, but beyond that only judges and the State Attorney General have access to them. For two hours after the castration, the bag of testicles is available for inspection by the victim and his or her family. Some protest that this is barbaric, but in fact it helps bring closure. After that, the medical waste is incinerated along with the paper plate that caught the man’s final emission of semen, this also being video recorded to insure it is done correctly.