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Dora climed into bed with me and took me in her arms. "You are so pretty" she said, her hand running up and down my chest and tummy, and down between my legs. She grasped my testicles in her hand and looked at me. "This is the part of a boy I love most" she said quietly, "the sac and the two pretty things inside, the two little stones. ". " Spread your legs wide for me now, that`s a good boy". My penis was starting to stiffen again. Her fingers were probing the skin of my bag , trying to grasp each nut. " You have such big plump ones, I love to feel them through the skin". " This is where all that cream comes from" she said, holding a stone in her fingers. " Unless of course a boy has been castrated. Do you know what is done to a boy when he is castrated, would you like me to tell you about castration Kevin"?. I nodded. It sounded naughty. " In years gone by, little boys were often castrated. It involved cutting their sacs and removing these two little balls of flesh" she said , pinching my stones through the skin. "It was usually done by women, who in those days, often had lots of little boy slaves. The boys were kept naked, and were brought to the womens beds at night to be raped". My penis was rock hard now.
" It was after the rapes that the boys were often castrated. It was then that the women were most excited, and most brutal. It gave them the greatest pleasure to geld a little boy straight after he had spurted his cream, when his penis was still wet. Her servents would rush in, grab the boy and hold him with his legs open for her as she cut his jewels out. Many women preferred to have castrated boys between their legs at night, no cream , no babies. Then there were the women who were just excited by castration anyway. There are lots of women like that, lots of women Kevin". She was squeezing my stones harder now. For some reason her words had left me feeling even randier than before. " Do you like castration Dora?, I asked. She looked at me for a few moments, as if she did not know what to say. She cupped my scrotum. "Yes" she whispered, I like it, I like it a lot. But don`t worry Kevin, I would never do it to you. No, not to you, she smiled, I want your cream". She lay her head beside me on the pillow. " I am going to tell you a secret" she whispered in my ear, " and you must never tell anybody, otherwise I WILL cut you. I would love to do a boy, but you cannot do that nowdays, or at least, not in this part of the world". She put her mouth to my ear. I do the farm animals instead, you know, the pigs and bulls, I cut the pigs and bulls. Are you shocked?". I shook my head. The thought of her doing this to the male animals made my prick stand harder than ever. " Can I do them with you, can I watch?, I whispered. She smiled . " "Tomorrow, tomorrow," she said, "I have some well hung little boars out there with balls on them just begging to be cut. You and I will make little girls of them tomorrow with the knife". Now I want some more of that virgin milk". She slid down and took my rigid rod into her mouth. To be continued.
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