Mistress Toni wasted no time in cracking the whip. She arched her back and let go of a snap, which lashed the slave on the back. He screamed out in pain as the next stroke hit another spot on his back and blood began running. The third stroke cracked on his ass, which turned a purple color as blood was drawn close to the skin. Again, he screamed while dancing around in his spot. Mistress Toni was good with the whip and could hit any spot she desired. She concentrated on the backs of his legs, shoulders, and arms. While the slave screamed, the women were unmoved, as they had seen this before. Some slaves were looking down at the ground, afraid to see what was going on. Mistress Laurie walked among them and forced their heads up to watch the punishment. Mistress Toni kept at it with the whip, and by now, the poor suffering victim's back and ass were a mass of welts and blood. He cried out begging her to stop, but Mistress Toni just kept at it, breaking new skin and drawing more blood. Each time the whip landed on an opened spot, he jumped in pain. Mistress Lin stood over me, knowing it was my first day, and asked me what I thought. I looked at the ground and said I didn't want to be up there, and promised to do my work. Finally the whipping stopped, and Mistress Patty commented that Mistress Toni did a good job. Mistress Patty approached the slave again and just looked him over. He knew she was standing there, but he could only sob and cry uncontrollably. Mistress Patty ordered that he be taken down and sent back to work, which proved difficult as he was near exhaustion from the beating. At least the overseers knew this and did not chastise him for not working fast. We were all ordered back to work, and I went back to the rocks and my mattock, breaking stone and moving earth.

By the end of the day, work stopped and the slaves were brought their evening supper, the same oat mix. Twice today I had eaten this, and was already sick of it. Another slave told me it will take some getting used to, and for the first week or so, my bowels would be irregular. I already knew that, because I hadn't gone to the bathroom since I was brought there. I was sweating out all the water I took in. He cautioned that during work time, if I had to piss, I should piss in place. The overseers don't take too fondly to a slave asking to use the latrine only to piss. When I shit, I can ask to use the latrine and use dirt from the ground to wipe myself, then throw it in the pit. He told me that before long, I will only be shitting once or twice a week, as the oat mixture really is absorbed into the body. He suspected that's why we are fed it, as to minimize the amount of time excreting it. We got to talking about the daily routine and he said it is all the same. They wake you up early and give you 10 minutes to eat breakfast and go to the latrine. Then it's off to work until around noontime, where you get another meal break. Then it's off to work again until suppertime, when you're done for the day. You are chained in place for the night, go to sleep, then the next day it starts all over again. Every day. This slave told me he has been Mistress Patty's property for at least 3 years, but by now he has lost track of time. I asked him how often the beatings took place, and he said usually once a week a slave is brought out and whipped. He turned around and showed me scars on his back from a beating he took.

I finally got up the nerve to ask about Mistress Patty's other promise, that she would cut off any slave's penis if she saw them masturbating, or if they had an erection. He said it is true, that he saw it happen a year or so ago. He pointed out another slave across the clearing. He said to look closely at the slave's crotch, and as I did, I saw he had no penis, as everything beyond the pubic hair was gone. He said that slave frequently had erections each morning in front of the overseers. At first they whipped him to make it stop, but when Mistress Toni caught him masturbating one night after dark, Mistress Patty was furious and had him taken away. The next morning, they slaves woke up to find him strapped to the ground, face up, with his legs spread apart. Mistress Patty ordered all the slaves to watch while she and Mistress Lin cut off his penis and castrated him. I just sat there, my heart beating, thinking of this cruel act of punishment. My mouth was dry. It instilled a great fear of Mistress Patty and her overseers.

I had a chain permanently fastened around my neck. Each night after we eat, we are brought into a fenced-in pen which has a long chain running down the middle. That chain has numerous smaller chains running off of it, one for each slave. All slaves are chained at the neck and sleep on the floor, where they can move around a little, but not be able to roam or go outside. We can claim a dirty blanket for the night, as it can get cool in the night air. Some slaves take the blanket to protect themselves from the bugs, which are always present at night. Exhausted from the day's work, each slave usually falls asleep very shortly after supper. I crouched down on the ground while Mistress Lin locked my neck in place and started talking to me. She said for my first couple of days I did well, but sooner or later I'm going to screw up, and she'll have me up at the whipping post. She said one day my ass would be hers, I could count on it, then walked away. Those words left me with fear as I settled in for the night.

The overseers wake us up roughly every morning by dragging a pipe along the pen's fence. As I woke up the next morning I tried to get into a routine. I quickly eat my oat mix, grab my implement and go to work. Each day was exactly the same as the prior, and would be the same as the next. The weeks dragged on, and the mundane routine was not broken by anything, except for an occasional slave being whipped or beaten. While I worked, I was randomly whipped by one of the overseers, with them barking orders to work faster. It became so commonplace that I wouldn't even flinch when I heard the swish of a whip, only when it landed on me. One by one the days continued, until I eventually lost track of time. My days were spent either breaking rocks, hauling rocks away, or digging dirt. Once in a while I'd be part of a detail that would dig a new latrine and fill in the old one, but that was not often enough. I hadn't had sexual thoughts in months, as the fear of them cutting off my penis was too great. Not only that, after working so hard all day, every day, to the point of exhaustion, the last thing I thought about was sex. There was nothing sexual about my predicament, I was Mistress Patty's property, a tool she used to make money. Even though I hadn't cum in months, I didn't feel like I was missing out on anything. The fact I was naked all of the time also wore off, and I felt more like an animal than a person who had no clothes on. I didn't feel humiliated anymore when I was summoned to kneel before an overseer or Mistress Patty.

Finally after about 3 months, Mistress Lin's predictions had come true. I was working my area shuttling dirt back and forth in a large wheelbarrow, when Mistresses Lin, Toni, Renee, Teri, and Laurie approached me. They stopped me and I knelt down. Mistress Lin said she thought my work production was slowing down, and I needed to learn how to work fast. I apologized and asked her for a chance to show her how fast I could work, but her mind was made up. I saw Mistress Renee had chains in her hands, which were meant for me. I suspect eventually all slaves are whipped to set an example, and to show them how it feels. My mouth dried out as Mistress Renee ordered me to hold out my hands, which I did to show complete obedience. She chained each hand at the wrist, then they ordered me to follow them to the whipping post. I was led away by Mistresses Lin, Teri and Renee, while Mistress Toni gathered all the slaves to watch. Mistress Laurie went ahead and climbed on the stool to secure the chain to the spike on the top of the post, then backed away. She went inside to ask Mistress Patty if she wanted to see me get punished. Mistress Patty asked what I did, and Mistress Laurie said I was working too slow and they wanted to set an example of me. Mistress Patty came outside and walked over to me while I hung from the post. She said I was lucky to have avoided the whipping post this long, but I would have to work much faster to avoid it in the future. She asked who was going to give the whipping, and Mistress Lin answered that she would. Mistress Patty commented that my ass looked too smooth, that it needed to be roughed up with some scars and welts, and to make sure I cry . . hard. Mistress Lin smiled and stood back to uncoil the whip. I heard the first swish and it hit my back. I jumped and cried out, just as the second lash landed on my ass. The other slaves just looked on, knowing what I was going through as most of them had been up here before. As directed by Mistress Patty, Mistress Lin would concentrate the whip on my ass for most of my punishment. A third and a fourth lash carried across my ass, which was already burning. I started crying and screaming for them to stop, but they wouldn't. I tensed up so much but couldn't break free from the whipping post. The overseers laughed, but did not delay in delivering more strokes from the whip. I eventually lost track of the number of lashes, but they kept on for what seemed like hours. In reality, it was probably 15 minutes. Mistress Lin continued with the whip until I could feel the wetness of my own blood running down the backs of my legs. I was in so much pain, crying and begging for her to stop. She did stop, but only when she was satisfied that she had given me enough, then coiled the whip back up and approached me. I was crying while at the post, but she had no sympathy for me. Mistress Lin whispered in my ear and said she told me, eventually my ass would be hers. She was right.

Mistress Renee came forward and took the chain off of the spike, and they let me down off of the whipping post. I was drained of energy, but Mistress Patty ordered all slaves back to work. I was included in that order, as a whipped slave had no reprieve. Naturally I couldn't work as hard as the others, but after Mistress Renee removed my chains, I stumbled my way back to the quarry and resumed some weak form of work. Every time I moved I could feel my raw back and ass again, The pain would not subside. I wasn't even allowed to wash myself off. Each time a drip of salty sweat would run down my back and into the welts, I was reminded of my whipping.

I was on light work for a week or so, as even the overseers knew that no matter how hard they cracked the whip, a freshly whipped slave couldn't work up to full capacity. I did eventually regain my strength as my welts went down and whip scars healed. Mistress Teri had been watching me more closely as Mistress Lin was off training new purchased slaves. Mistress Teri would not hesitate to crack the whip to get me to work harder, and she got enjoyment out of seeing me cower whenever she cracked the whip near me. She spoke to me more than the other overseers, and I often found her gazing down at my penis when she thought I wasn't looking. She worked me mercilessly all day, but somehow Mistress Patty noticed that she wasn't as rough on me as she was with other slaves. She didn't hit me as hard with the whip the way other overseers lashed the slaves under their watch. Mistress Patty called her on it, and reminded her that we are just property and not to spare the whip. To show her what she wanted, she brought Mistress Renee over and had her crack the whip on my back three times, while yelling orders to move faster. Mistress Teri agreed to chastise me, after which Mistress Patty had her whip my ass to bring out more welts.

The following day I was toiling away digging dirt when Mistress Teri approached me. I knelt down as always, eyes lowered to the ground. She pointed down at my penis and asked how long it had been since I came. I told her I didn't know, that it was before Mistress Patty bought me. She said Mistress Patty has owned me for 6 months, which showed how much I had lost track of time. She told me to stand and follow her, and she led me out of the quarry to a small wooded forest. She got behind me and ordered me to walk far into the forest. When we got to a certain point, she said that was far enough, so I stopped and knelt. She said she has been watching me and wants to cut me a break. She knows I did nothing to deserve the whipping yesterday, and to make up for it, she wants to see me cum. Mistress Teri ordered me to stand, and she reached down to feel my balls. This is the first time any of the overseers ever touched my genitals so softly. I had been punched in the balls and had my balls pulled, but I never had an overseer touch me like this. Overseers generally have no desire to touch a slave's genitals for pleasure, as most have free men they go home to after hours. After massaging my balls and penis for a few seconds, I began to get an erection. I begged her to stop, as I was afraid of losing my penis per Mistress Patty's orders. But Mistress Teri said nobody was around, and nobody would ever know. She let go and told me to masturbate to make myself cum, so I started. Standing there while she watched, I have to admit it felt good, as I hadn't played with myself in months. My balls were loose and swayed as I rubbed my shaft up and down. She told me to look into her eyes as I came, but I was too embarrassed and could not look her in the face. I came very quickly, and it poured out all over the ground just as Mistresses Lin and Toni walked upon us. They asked what was going on, and I fell back to my knees. My erect penis was still dripping cum, while Mistress Teri said she was just having a little fun with a slave. Mistress Lin ordered me to my feet and back to work, and I ran back to the quarry and resumed my labor.

That afternoon, Mistress Patty called Mistress Teri into the building, where she inquired what happened. Mistresses Lin and Toni were there too to offer their account. They said they saw Mistress Teri leading a slave away into the woods, and followed her to see what she was up to. Mistress Teri explained she didn't think the slave deserved the whipping, and allowed him to cum to help make up for it. Mistress Patty just told Mistress Teri she had no right to do that, and promptly fired her. Mistress Teri gathered her things and left the compound. I was working but turned around to watch her leave, at which time Mistress Christine cracked the whip on my stomach and yelled to get back to work. Mistresses Patty, Lin and Toni were still inside discussing what their next step would be. Mistress Patty said some women aren't cut out to be overseers, as they have too much compassion and sympathy for slaves. They all agreed that since the slave had masturbated, he may feel entitled to do it again sometime in the future. Word was bound to get out, which would undermine their efforts to control the other slaves. Mistress Patty said the only option was to remove his penis to make him an example for the other slaves. Mistress Lin agreed and said to cut it off, now. I saw Mistresses Patty, Lin, and Toni walk out of the building and summon Mistresses Laurie and Renee. They walked over to me and approached me as I worked. I fell to my knees, again hoping I would be given a whipping, and not the other dreaded punishment, But deep in my gut I knew I was in for it. I would be punished for something that wasn't even my fault. They said to come with them, but I remained on my knees and begged to be forgiven, saying Mistress Teri had ordered me cum, and that I didn't want to do it. Mistress Patty said that didn't matter, that Mistress Teri was fired and I was told what would happen if I ever was caught masturbating. I resisted the overseers, but they started kicking and punching me so eventually they could get my wrists tied. They dragged me off to the clearing, where 4 stakes were secured in the ground. As they untied me I tried one more time to get away, but Mistress Lin gave me a good kick in the balls to neutralize me. She said that takes the fight out of a slave. Helpless, I just lay there on my back as they secured the ropes to the stakes. They pulled them as tight as they could, and I could not move. They left me there for a while while they heated up the poker and gathered the other slaves to watch.

When Mistress Patty and the overseers returned, Mistress Patty crouched down and looked at my penis. There was still dried cum on the tip. Mistress Patty stood up and spoke to the other slaves. She said I had been caught masturbating, which is against the rules. She said she personally told each and every slave that if they were caught masturbating or showed any sexual desire like having an erection, she would cut their penis off. I begged one last time to be spared, but she didn't care. My penis had become soft, so she had Mistress Lin grab the glans and pull the pull the penis up as high as it could go, to stretch it out. Without stalling, she took her knife and began slicing through the skin. I screamed in pain, but Mistress Toni took a handkerchief and rolled it up to stuff in my mouth. Mistress Patty started out by slicing the skin around the muscle, then pulled it back much like taking a sock off. This exposed the muscles, tendons and veins. They carefully cut each vein and cauterized the end with a glowing hot iron. I could feel the heat from the poker cauterizing the open ends, but it didn't hurt as much as the actual cutting. Once the veins were sealed, they started cutting through the muscle of my penis. I was screaming in pain through the gag, but somewhere along the way I started convulsing before everything faded to black and I passed out.

Mistress Patty continued with the procedure by cutting all the way through the muscle, through the urethra, and finally severing the penis. She held it up for all of the slaves to see, and by now, some had gotten sick. While I was passed out, they decided they'd better castrate me as well, and Mistress Patty wasted no time slicing into my scrotum. She popped out one testicle, which she quickly cut off and cauterized the raw end. Then another slice to the other side of the scrotum, and the testicle was popped out of the opening. That was removed and cauterized too, after which Mistress Lin sewed up the scrotum and washed off the blood. Mistress Patty ordered the slaves back to work, and the overseers went about their business driving the slaves. They left me there tied to the ground.

When I woke up several hour later I was still tied spread eagle to the ground, with a deep burning pain in my crotch. Everybody was gone, as all slaves were working again. Mistress Lin came over and smiled, saying it was all over. She untied me but I couldn't stand, as the pain was too much. I felt down at my crotch and could only feel a smooth patch of pubic hair and dried blood, but all my genitalia was gone. The area was swollen and puffy. Mistress Lin said once I passed out, they decided to castrate me as well, to completely emasculate me. She said not to worry, because now I will have plenty of time off to recuperate. I still could not stand, so Mistress Lin summoned two slaves to drag me back to the sleeping area, where she chained me down. I remained there for the better part of 3 weeks, and eventually the swelling went down and cuts healed. Mistress Lin would just walk by and smile occasionally, but I couldn't even look her in the eye I was so embarrassed.

I eventually healed to the point where I could resume work, and it all started over again. The backbreaking work, the whippings, the constant sweat and dirt, the misery. I often wondered what became of Mistress Teri, or if she knew Mistress Patty had cut off my penis and castrated me because of her? She was probably enjoying a sexual relation with a free man, while my gender-less body worked daily to the point of exhaustion. None of that mattered anymore.

Mistress Patty was my owner, now and for the rest of my wretched life.