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ROME, 55B.C. My name is Graccus, and I am a dealer in slaves in the city of Rome. Even as I tell my tale, mighty Julius Ceasar is battling his way through Gaul. I have been selling and buying slaves for twenty years now, and thought I had experienced everything in the trade until the senator Licentius asked me to call at his villa. He had found that one of his virgin slave girls was in fact pregnant. Licentius being a very good customer, I hurried to his house with my usual escort of bodyguards. I knew I hadn't sold him any girls in over a year, so I couldn't be held responsible for the girl's condition. I found Licentius on his terrace overlooking his magnificent gardens. The girl was there with him, and ordering her to disrobe, it was obvious that she was with child. "I don't understand how this could have happened", he cried. "All my male servants and slaves are eunuchs, and I haven't touched her. I was saving her for my grandson's visit next month. She was to keep him amused while he took his leave from Ceasar's campaign in Gaul. If he liked her, I would have sent her back with him. I paid a lot of money for her!" She was a lovely young girl, long auburn hair and deep blue eyes. But she was not one I had sold to him, and I said so. Suddenly embarrassed, the senator admitted he had been offered the girl in a package deal of three virgin girls and three young eunuchs from an unreliable dealer from Alexandria, who was passing through Rome on his way to Corinth. "Do you still have the other girls and eunuchs?", I asked. "Yes, they're all still here in my household. I will have them brought here." In a short time the two girls and three young eunuchs were assembled before us. "Have them all disrobe", I ordered. The girls dropped their robes and stood naked on the terrace. The eunuchs stripped to their loin cloths. I approached the first girl and sat on a stool in front of her. Taking her hand I pulled her directly in front of me and gently placed a finger inside her vagina. Very gently I probed deeper, then deeper, finding no obstruction. Her hyman had been pierced! Here was another spoiled virgin! The look I directed at the senator told him my findings. As I moved the stool in front of the other girl, she began to tremble and weep. "I won't hurt you, my dear, just stand still and this will be over in an instant." Still. as I brought my hand up between her legs, she drew back. I signaled twoo of my escort to hold her while I examined her. As I expected, she also had experienced intercourse at some time. The senator was furious! "How could I have been such a fool as to buy not one, but three dud virgins!" The poor man looked about to burst a blood vessel. "The first girl is no more than three months pregnant. When did you purchase these slaves?", I asked him. "It was at the last Saturnalia, that's why the dealer from Alexandria was here. To celebrate Saturnalia at the temple here in Rome." Quickly doing the math, I said,"But that was over six months ago. She may have been a virgin then or not, but she became pregnant here in your household." We exchanged a glance, then both of us turned our eyes on the three eunuchs standing quietly in a line. The first in line was brought to stand before me. I reached out and pulled off his loincloth. A small, childlike penis dangled limply from a hairless groin. I felt beneath it. A nearly nonexistent scrotal flap remained where his testicles once hung. There was enough remnant to pull at, but no more. "Well this one is definitely a eunuch.", I told the senator. The second boy, stripped of his covering proved the same, his scrotum completely gone and the scars of his castration clearly visible. When the third and last boy was moved to stand in front of me, I looked at him carefully before stripping off his loincloth. He was very handsome. about eighteen years old. His body was slim. but had more definition than the other two. I ran my hand over his chin, and could swear I could feel the slight stubble of a shaven beard. I was sure I had found the source of our problem and prepared to reveal the culprit to his master. As I reached for the loincloth I watched the slave for some reaction to his revelation. If anything, I thought I detected a small gloating smirk pass over his face as I ripped away his loincloth. True, there was a dusting of pubic hair around a full grown penis, but when I seized his cock and lifted it aside, there were no testicles in evidence. Surprised at the state of his manhood, I was about to release him when I happened to brush my hand against his groin. The pubic hair wasn't just a prepubescant growth, but the closely clipped growth of a fully intact MAN! I reached beneath his cock once more, feeling for the scars or withered scrotal remains of a eunuch. Instead I could feel a thick pad of flesh with fine cords running through it. The slave reacted at the same instant I realized what I was feeling. He broke away from my grip, but my guards were on him before he had moved more than a step. "Turn him around and bend him over that table," I ordered. Lying on his belly over the table, my men pulled his legs apart. His fine ass exposed, the senator and I saw with amazement that a fine scrotal sac disappeared up the slave's asshole! I hooked a finger beneath the pink folds and began to pull his sac from his asshole. Incredibly, more and more flesh appeared inch by inch until I could get both hands around the fleshy sac, and still his balls were buried in his ass. Finally with a loud "pop", his huge balls flopped out of his ass to hang halfway to his knees. They were enormous, and hung so low in the finest skinned scrotum I had ever seen. The flesh of his sac was so fine it was almost transparent. His big balls jiggled and wobbled and swung from side to side, back and forth as he struggled with my men. "Turn him on his back," I ordered the men holding the slave. Two more of my men came forward to hold his legs apart as the first two held his arms behind him and then lay on his shoulders to keep him firmly on the table. The slave's cock was now fully erect and bounced on his belly as his incredible ballsac hung pendulously between his legs. The senator stepped forward and stared at the amazing manhood between his "eunuch's" thighs. "I bought a eunuch", he said. Turning to me, he said, "Make him one!" Never knowing when I might need them, I always carried my gelding knife and brand with me at all times. I placed the brand in the brazier that burned on the terrace. While it heated, I used a pumice stone to remove the rest of the pubic stubble. The slave began to plead, then scream, but I wadded his loincloth up and stuffed it in his mouth. I noticed the other two eunuchs inching forward to watch. The three spoiled virgins lurked just behind them. I instructed my men to hold him securely, a fifth to hold his head up so he would see his unmanning. His hair grasped in my man's hands, the slave's eyes were bulging as he watched me take hold of his big balls. He mumbled into his gag as I pulled his heavy bag away from his body. As I held his balls in the bottom of it, I slipped a noose of fine leather around the top of his sac. I wanted as much of this incredible sac as I could get. As the noose snapped tight, the slave arched up off the table. "Did that hurt, boy? That's nothing compared to what comes next." Gripping his sac, his big balls hanging well below my fist, I began to twist his sac tight. Taking my curved knife in my right hand, tugging on his balls with my left, I held the sharp edge below the leather noose and looked down at the slave who had caused his master so much trouble. "You would have been found out eventually, but I'm glad I'm the one who gets to cut off your fantastic balls." With one quick slice, I pulled my knife through the thin skin of his sac, and his big balls came away in my hand. The slave shot one last load of his seed before fainting. I pulled a testicle from the severed sac by its' cord and handed it to the senator. He held it up, examining it for a moment before dropping it on the stones of the terrace and stomping it flat with his sandle. He tossed the second nut into the brazier to burn to a cinder. Pulling my brand from the brazier, I cauterized the new eunuch's small wound. The senator paid for my help by giving me the three slave girls and the deceitful new eunuch. Oddly enough I sold them to a dealer from Alexandria, so they went back accross the sea to their homeland. I kept the great scrotum and use it as a money bag. I show it to all my customers and tell them, "Let the buyer beware!" |