My name is Thecia and I’m a 31 year old female cutter. I’ve been an underground cutter for over six years, and I’m well known to the trade.

I often get calls from men who want and need to become slaves to a powerful dome. Within any given month I will get a call from a Mistress looking for a suitable slave. I recently turned this need into a little sideline for me. For a fee I will put a slave with a mistress. When the demand gets large enough I have a slave auction.

In this story we will follow a “want to be” slave named Brian and a mistress named Linda. Linda already “owns” one intact slave, and one cut slave. She also has a girlfriend (she’s bi) and a male fuck buddy.

There were five slaves in the auction, they were numbered one through five for the sale. Brian was number four.

Number one and four were pretty well endowed, number two and three were average and number five was a bit undersized. There were ten women bidding (males can bid too, but none were there that day.) I get a $100. fee when they walk in the door and 100% of the sale price. Not too shabby. I do give a one thousand dollar discount on cutting if the mistress wants her slave cut.

Number one went for four thousand even, number two went for twenty five hundred, and number three went for twenty nine hundred. Number four (Brian) became the subject of a bidding war. From the excitement of the bidding I assumed he would be left intact, so the purchaser could use that huge cock and his big, low hanging balls.

The bidding stopped at eighty eight hundred with Linda beating out a man hating mistress named Karen. I felt a little relief for number four, Karen owning him would have meant many hours of ball torture and beatings.

The fifth man, the one with the tiny package went for only eight hundred and fifty dollars to a new mistress named Kari. While the women got to know and lay down the law to the slaves, Kari wasted no time and asked me if I could nut her new slave right away.

Normally I open the sack on both sides, tie off the cords, snip each one off and sew the sack back up, leaving a small drain tube. But with slaves I use an elastrator band and just lop those puppies off, sack and all. I do this because I know the mistress will have good follow up care and it’s a lot less work.

Slave five had the smallest set of nuts I had ever seen on a full grown man. They were about the size of grapes. It took about a half hour to get him shaved and prepped. It was textbook. I put his feet in the stirrups, tied his hands down, taped his little dick to his stomach and began. I slipped the elastrator over his sack, had his new mistress pull down on his balls and sack while I worked the band as far up on the neck of his nutsack as I could get it. I had to use the smallest band in my kit, the one used on cats and small dogs. The band snapped and the slave jumped. No pain killers for slaves. I pulled down on his tiny balls and sliced through the whole system with one stroke. When I dropped his balls into the stainless steel bowl, instead of the satisfying plop that a real mans set of balls makes, I heard a noise like a drip in a leaky sink. I wondered if the sack would even be big enough for a change purse. I washed the removed equipment in alcohol, trimmed the cords off of his tiny balls and put the whole bunch into the formaldehyde in a peanut butter jar.

Linda came to me a few minutes later and said, “I’ve decided to deball him.” “I know it’s a shame to destroy such a beautiful cock, but, that’s what I want.”

She walked him into the room, when he saw the stirrups he backed away. Linda told him that we were just going to examine him and to shut up and get on the table. We just managed to tie his hands when he went wild. Linda made a very bad mistake, before his feet were tied she said, “We’re going to nut you, and you’re going to like it.” Karen, who was helping me with him, was kicked across the room, Linda tried to grab his leg and was tossed several feet in turn. I told them to get away and I calmly reached across his chest and grabbed his oversized balls. I squeezed as hard as I could and he stopped his kicking and tried to double up. I told him to put his legs in the stirrups, he shook his head no, so I squeezed harder and twisted. He put his legs in the stirrups. The nylon strapping was secured and he was ready.

By now he was screaming, “Not my balls, No, Not my balls.” I told him to shut up and it took another viscous ball twist before he got the message. We prepped him and got him ready to be nutted.

Linda said that she couldn’t ruin that package without working it once. She continued as though Karen and I were not there. She said to Brian, “Look! I’m your mistress, I’m doing this for my pleasure, not yours. If you don’t please me properly, we’ll cut your balls off.”

It was an empty threat, we all knew that those big baby makers were soon to be history. It must have given him hope because I saw relief in his face.

Linda bent forward and expertly sucked one ball into her mouth His flaccid dick was hard in seconds. She worked his balls over nicely and began on his big cock. It didn’t take long, his huge nuts tightened up and I could see his dick start to pulse. It filled her mouth at once and began to squirt out of the corners. When he stopped, his whole cock was coated with cum and her mouth was full, an impressive load, even to me. Her cheeks were puffed out like a gofer and she brought her lips to his and tried to open his mouth, he turned his head to the side. Always ready to help, I again twisted his nuts. He turned back and opened his mouth. She emptied her full mouth load into his. One huge gob of cum. He choked and began to turn his head again, again I twisted his nuts and he swallowed. Linda said, “Get used to it, you ball less wonder, you’re going to be licking a lot of my lovers cum from my cunt.”

He said, “Please no, not my balls.” She just laughed and said, “Get it hard again or off they come.” His dick wasn’t hard, but from experience I knew what to do. I laid the cold steel of my scalpel on his ball sack and as if by magic his big cock began to harden.

When it got to full mast, Linda climbed up on his chest and lowered her neatly trimmed pussy onto his face. He was good at pussy eating, within a very few minutes she had cum three or four times. She rose up on her arms and backed down to his huge cock. She gently lowered herself on to it and began to work it into her tight pussy. She could only get a half inch at a time but with constant movement she finally impaled herself on his strong meat pole to the hilt. She came again and again. After a few minutes, Brian showed signs of being ready to blow his load. I saw his big balls pull up again and his huge cock start to pump ribbons of cum deep into Linda’s throbbing pussy. As she calmed a little and climbed off, I could see the heavy stream of cum running from her. When she was completely off of him, she turned to him and said, “You have pleased me.” With that I saw the relief in his face along with a smile. I could almost read his thoughts, “My balls are safe.” Linda’s next words were to me, “Cut his balls off!”

I had to keep a constant pressure on his now bruised balls to keep him from fighting. After we prepped him I worked the elastrator up to the upper neck of his nutsack and let the band go. A few seconds later I pulled my razor sharp scalpel across his sack and this time there was a satisfying PLOP..as the big package fell into the bowl. He stopped fighting and just cried.

I looked at the scrotum and thought that this one was no change purse, it would make an overnight bag.

I only cut two slaves that night, I knew that some of the others would be back in weeks to come. A male slave usually doesn’t keep his balls to long.

We all cleaned up, the women took their slaves home and I met my friend Patti for dinner at a nice diner in North Dallas. I had a Greek Salad and Patti had a BLT club.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia