The solution was of course simple. Pop round to Pauline’shouse (my lover) for a cup of tea and giver her the bad news. Actually i was fairly certain she knew what was coming and i knew she would be ok...no hard feelings!

I arrived about 11am on the Saturday morning. Pauline came to the door and asked me in. She was wearing a tight white blouse and no bra. She had near perfect tits and the tiny blouse strained to keep her covered. My cock was already getting thick but i reminded myself why i was there.

Pauline offered me tea which i accepted. She brought it to me and we sat next to each other on the settee.

"You have got something to tell me" said Pauline.

I gave her the news while sipping on my tea. "No hard feelings i hope" i said.

"None at all" said Pauline, placing her hand on my knee.

Time to go i thought and i tried to stand, but to my surprise my legs would not respond. She smiled and made a quick phone call on her moby.

"He is ready" she said.

The front door opened almost immediately and a Pauline’s friend entered the room.

"So you must be Mark" she said.

I was unable to answer as i sat there motionless and in shock.

"Legs" said Pauline

Her friend took my ankles while Pauline grabbed my arms. They struggled me into the kitchen where i was dumped onto the kitchen table. My ankles were quickly bound to the table and my chest was also secured.

Pauline stood between my legs, undid my belt and trousers and gave a heavy tug. My pants and trousers were now round my thighs. Pauline’s blouse gave way and her perfect breasts spilt out. Her friend (whos name i dont know to this day) fondly fondled Pauline’s tits, weighing and stroking them which in turn caused my cock to stiffen further and reach its full length.

Pauline said "You can see, hear and feel. Some of your reflexes still work, but you cannot move. By now you must have guessed what were about to do"?

I had and i watched with terror as both women systematically inspected both my balls and erect cock. Their nimble fingers preparing me for my imminent castration. My head was propped forward so i could watch the removal of my manhood.

"Everything?" said her friend "Everything" said Pauline! Her friend gave a contented little squeal.

They worked together to tie my cock and balls off using leather shoe laces. Pulling the laces until their knuckles were white.

The pain was indescribable, i hoped i would pass out, but her friend kept me lucid by pampering my face and rubbing her breasts against me. Pauline’s breasts were mesmeric, swaying and jiggling as she worked.

Her friends eyes now grew wide and a grin ran across her lips as Pauline showed me a large pair of kitchen scissors. With all my strength i managed to murmour

"Oh god, oh please god no"!

She gave me a sympathetic look, shrugged and said,

"No hard feelings"

She took hold of my balls, tugged hard and closed the scissors in one movement. Both women looked into my eyes....

This was the exact moment they had planned for.

My balls were now tossed into the sink. Her friend now took hold of my still erect cock.

"Ready?" she said playfully,

While Pauline used both hands to help close the blades of the scissors for a second time.

The last thing i heard was her friend give out a small gasp followed by a little giggle. The last thing i saw was a streak of my blood flash across those perfect breasts....

Job done!