I always felt ordinary until I went to secondary school and had my first communal shower with other boys after playing sports. I rushed into the steamy shower room and pulled off my pants and felt the cleansing hot water hit off my skin. For the first time I saw other male genitals. I gasped in shock and horror at the size of the others. The other boys pointed at my sultana and laughed and laughed at me. I rushed out of that shower room in a state of humiliation, knowing my life had changed forever.

In my teens I became the centre of attention for those who thought humiliating me was what I was made for. Once I was invited to a house of a classmate. When I got there I found the company was mixed. Four girls who were in my class at school were sitting drinking cider and smoking cigarettes. Before long, the boys grabbed me in front of the girls and forced me to undress with the threat of violence. I remember stripping slowly, down to my underpants. I refused to take my underpants off. One of the boys came up behind me and pulled down my pants, revealing to the four girls my lack of manhood. The girls all laughed at me, while two boys forced me on to my knees in front of the girls. One of the girls came up to me and held my cock between a pair of eyebrow tweezers, asking the group if someone had a magnifying glass. Another of the girls made the comment that she once had a bigger wart on her pussy. All laughed at my privates gleefully. Caldwell the school bully came up to me and pulled down his trouser zip, and pulled his trousers and underpants down to his knees, revealing his slender cock. He came forward to me, looking me in the eye. He grabbed my jaw squeezing it hard so I had no option but to open my mouth. He pushed his cock into my mouth and moved his hips back and forward with his hands on his sides, while telling me to suck. I did as I was told and soon my mouth was awash with is hot and salty ball juice. I found sucking his cock quite soothing in this moment of stress. This was my first taste of cum. One of the boys straddled me from the rear and I felt a burning friction sensation in my rear as he began to penetrate me with his cock. I sobbed and the girls sat watching my total humiliation at the hands of the boys. The boy went at a frantic pace and I heard him roar as he flooded my anus with his red hot boy juice. Each boy now took turns of penetrating me which delighted the girls.

I lay on the floor naked while the other boys squabbled over who next I was to suck. The girls were full of glee as they watched the boys fill my mouth with their manhood forcing me to make them hose their cum deep into my throat. At one point two of the boys had put their cocks in my mouth together. Then I was put to work at masturbating the boys until they were to exhausted to continue. I was then given the task of licking their aching balls to soothe them. After this experience I became the plaything of all the boys in the neighbourhood and became known as ‘Shortcock’. I think I had tasted every boy’s juice within the year.

I grew up and moved away to a new area where I thought I could start a new life. I was nineteen. My experiences of tasting cock at such an early age left a lasting impression upon me and I often wished to suck a cock until it rewarded me with its cum. I dreamt about sucking cocks of all shapes and sizes.

I started a new job in a supermarket and it was there that I first met Conrad. Conrad was an African immigrant who came from Nigeria. He was a tall muscular fellow whom I became attracted to. I knew I had to become his friend. An opportunity arose at a staff night out. I was sitting next to him and I got too drunk to make my own way home. Conrad, being a gentleman, decided to see me safely home. Everyone congratulated him on being an angel. Conrad laughed at this. He helped me up from the chair where I was sitting and steered me out off the bar. When we got outside Conrad hailed a taxi and told the driver to take us to an address that was not mine. It was Conrad’s.

When we arrived at his flat, Conrad helped me into the living room and sat me on the sofa. I was almost sober again and my thoughts began to gell. I asked Conrad if he would call me a taxi. Conrad told me not until I had got to know him better. He told me that he had observed me look at his crotch on many occasions while at work. He told me he thought I was interested in being introduced to what lay in side his trousers. He asked me straight: “Do you want to see my cock and balls?” I felt embarrassed as I felt my head nod. He smiled and nodded his head in return. “On to your knees!” Conrad commanded. I did as he told me and I saw him slowly and deliberately go through the process of removing his trousers and then his underpants. My stomach went into spasm as I saw his manhood before me. Conrad stood before me with his legs confidently spread apart which made his cock and balls an intimidating sight. “Do you like what I have between my legs?” I nodded embarrassed at my forthrightness. “You must undress for me now”. Conrad commanded of me. I remained on my knees and I began to undress without any fear, as though it was the natural thing to do. I took off my clothes, but was reluctant to remove my underpants. Conrad noticed my reluctance and he snapped his fingers at me and made short grunts. I felt my hands pull down my pants revealing to Conrad for the first time my shrunken cock and balls. This unnatural sight made Conrad stare at my genitals. Conrad shook his head and spoke in his own language. He walked up to where I was kneeling and I watched my hands move on their own volition towards Conrad’s cock and balls. I put his balls in the palms of my hands feeling their hot and heavy weight. I stared at his beautiful black manhood with its swollen veins and its bulbous purple glistening head. My body move forward in its direction, my mouth opened hungrily seeking to receive Conrad’s profound cock. I soon had it in my mouth, feeling it swell in girth and in size, to such an extent that its girth caused my jaw to cramp. “Suck me down all the way” Conrad demanded. I was grateful for this request and I closed my eyes in ecstasy and began to lick, nibble and suck his most manly erection. I twisted my tongue round his shaft pushing it up to his cock’ s head crack and engaged myself in exploring it, trying to unite my tongue’s lust with his almighty manhood. I put Conrad’s cock deep in my mouth sucking on it with great vigour until I felt it throb and soon it was pumping its abundant portion of man juice deep into that welcoming and hungry beggar which was my mouth. I swallowed every last drop of his cum savouring its salty sweet and meaty taste. I closed my eyes as I felt the cock deflate, like a balloon, in my mouth.

Conrad‘s hands suddenly held my head and he bent down and pushed his face against mine. I felt his tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth to allow his tongue entre my mouth. My tongue tasted Conrad’s and twisted round his. Conrad pushed his down into my throat which made me gag. This tongue boxing went on for about 10 minutes, then it stopped all of a sudden. Conrad removed his tongue from my mouth. He began to strip. Once naked he came and lay beside me on the wooden floor. He flicked my cock with his thumb. This caused it to become blood engorged. Conrad pulled back my foreskin revealing my cock’s pink head. He stroked my tiny balls with his index finger. This stimulation made me purr and I opened my legs wide tempting Conrad to suck my tiny cock. Conrad went down on me and took my cock in his mouth and began to suck me. I moaned and screamed softly as I felt my balls begin to tingle. At this point I panted and I felt my body go rigid, as my buttocks were pushed off the floor. I whispered softly: “Conrad, I think you are going to make me c-c-c-c-c-o-o-o-o-o------MMMMMMMM!!!!!! I felt my cock throb as something was forced out of my cock at speed. I moaned and sighed like a woman as I looked down and Conrad was taking all my sperm into his mouth.

“I want to give your arse my cock to fuck it together!” said Conrad said “I want to split your arse with my hurting member of cock!”

This perturbed me greatly. My arse had never been used by a man before, only boys.. I had sucked and licked and masturbated many cocks but I had never once experienced a cock being forced on me.

I had to tell Conrad that my anus had never experienced cock. I blurted out loudly:

“I am a virgin my bottom is untouched by any cock” I had to tell this lie to give seconds to work out an escape route

This outburst stopped Conrad in his tracks. You are virgin enquired Conrad. I nodded my head and Conrad walked over to me and hugged me tight.

“I go easy on you. I break you in with my cock easily soft”. He lifted me off the floor and took me into his bed room. There were mirrors all round. He placed me on my back on his bed which was covered with a simulated fur. My bottom was stimulated by the idea of having my virginity taken by an African whose cock was a stereotype. I felt scared. Conrad began to undress revealing a lithe and athletic torso which pulsated with power and energy.

Conrad lay beside me on the bed. He ushered my hand toward his semi hard cock. “Play with me” Conrad demanded. I started to stroke his cock while squeezing his balls softly. His cock became rigid. “I want to pump your arse now; I lubricate you because you ARE virgin”. I began to panic and threw myself off the bed and on to the floor. Conrad was swift and perceived my actions and as I was about to hit the floor I saw a black arm find its way round my torso and secure me in steel like grasp. As I hit the floor Conrad’s other arm had found its way in securing my shoulder area.

“No panic, I am gentle with virgin arse. Relax!” I was in a strangle hold and I tried to break free. I was trapped in the web of Conrad’s arms. I felt his sweat drip on to my back. Conrad moved his arms in such a manner that my body was soon under him. I felt him lift his body from mine, which caused a sudden draught of cooling air. Next I felt him release one of his arms and I felt it rub against my skin as it made its way down to my buttocks. There was a moment of Conrad fumbling in the area of my lower body. Suddenly I felt a warm thing go between my buttocks and begin to push against my anus. I looked up into the mirrored wall to see Conrad positioning his cock at my buttock area. Conrad was about to penetrate me. I screamed in panic. I felt my sphincter being stretch and Conrad’s cock begin to entre me. I struggled against Conrad’s weight and suddenly I was free. I crawled at great speed making as much distance from myself and Conrad’s cock. Conrad soon had his arms around me again. I kept struggling and Conrad just gripped me tighter and tighter until I had no breath left in me. I stopped the struggle panting for air. Conrad dragged me back towards the bed and let me go and sat me on the bed. He climbed on to the bed and began to make a wedge shape out of the pillows. Conrad told me he would not let me leave until my bottom had tasted his cock. Conrad then took my left arm and swung me on to the bed and postioned me on the wedge. My head was at the sharp end of the wedge my bottom raised in the air. Conrad then pushed my legs up and I felt my anus stretch a little. Next, Conrad came up be hind me. I again felt the tip of his cock touch my anus. I closed my eyes and then I felt a searing hot pain in my back passage. I looked in the mirrored wall to see Conrad’s massive cock disappear inside me. I felt nauseous as I felt for the first time my sphincter being stretched to its fullest and the slow movement of something long and hard being pushed into me against nature’s wishes. I screamed in pain and moaned: “Conrad …….Conrad please……………you……re hurting me. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO’. Conrad had now begun the rhythmic back and forward thrusts up and down my anus. He suddenly stopped and I felt his fingers explore my upper body until the found my nipples. He began to gently rub them. This made me wild and Conrad again began to stroke my anus with his cock. His rhythm was faster more determined and much more painful. I gasped at every inward thrust and sigh at every outward stroke. Conrad seemed unstoppable and my anus was burning in the pain of domination. I felt his balls slap off me and I uttered “COME INSIDE ME NOW!” This caused a new rhythm to be achieved and Conrad roared out as I felt his burning man juice fill me. He kept stroking at me with his cock, no doubt rubbing his cum like an ointment into my bowel walls, causing them to cool. He suddenly fell out of my hole screaming and still pumping out his sperm all over my back. I looked into the mirrored wall to see Conrad masturbating himself while cum still jetted in small spurts out of his still hard cock. He then fell on to the bed beside me sweating and panting. His breathing became steady again. He then told me to suck the rest of his cum and make his balls dry. I sucked and licked that cock that night until it had not one teardrop off cum left. I did this to protect my arse.

Conrad caught me in bed with another guy at a party. The man was about to penetrate me with his cock after making me swallow his man juice and was in the midst of dominating me when Conrad burst in on us. Conrad pulled me away from the man and told our host that he was going home and I was coming to. Without apology we made our way out on to the street and Conrad hailed a Taxi. “Fulton Castle Drive, number 69!” instructed Conrad. This was a new address to me. He then got out his mobile ‘phone and clicked on a few buttons. “Conrad here. I’ve a subject for you………yes………in about 10 minutes…………right, see you then”. Conrad said nothing to me .all the time he was in the taxi. We arrived at the address. “Get out!” Conrad commanded. I did as he said and was pushed up a long drive to the door of a villa called Weakness.

The door opened and I was pushed into the hall. I was told to go into the room on the left. I did as I was told and entered a dark room. I stood their in the pitch black for about fifteen minutes until the door opened and I was startled by the blinding light from the hall. The door closed and a woman’s voice told me to undress quickly and lie on the floor on my stomach. I panicked at this instruction. The voice told me that if I was wanting a pleasant stay I should do as I was told. I decided to do as the woman wanted and began to undress. When naked I lay on my stomach on the floor. The room was still in total darkness. I heard someone move towards me, assumed it was the woman. I felt feet touch my shoulders. They smelled of violets. The feet were squeezed between me and the floor. The woman’s voice instructed me to hold her ankles I did this breathing deeply the smell of violets. The woman said “Lights”. The lights came on. I was dazzled, but once my eyes grew accustomed to the light again I saw the woman for the first time. She was dressed in a white skirt and a white blouse. I guessed her age as around 40. I noticed a thick leather strap in her right hand, like the type a Barber would use to sharpen his tools, only longer.. She began to speak to me: “Do not let go of my ankles. I am to punish you on behalf of Conrad. You upset him with your whorish behaviour at the party. I will begin. Open your legs as wide as you can.” I did as I was told. “Remember do not let go off my ankles”. I closed my eyes just in time to feel the leather strap come thundering down on the crack between my buttocks. The pain was searing hot and deep. I screamed out “OOOOOOOOHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOO2!!” I panted and sucked for breath as the strap came down on my buttocks again with the same amount of pain and heat. “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!! Please no more!!” Again the strap dished out its searing pain. “KEEP YOUR LEGS APART!” shouted the woman. I stretched them as far as possible to feel the strap stoutly beat against my buttocks “OOOOOOO…….Please……..no more ……..sorry Conrad” The strap came down on my buttocks again. Then there was a pause. Turn on to your back. I did what I was told. It was then I noticed another two women standing at my feet. “Help me” the woman said to the pair. The pair knelt at my feet and stretched my legs open revealing my balls to the woman. I was crying and sobbing at the thought of what was to come next. I held the woman’s ankles and looked up her skirt. She had no pants on which revealed her shaved wet vagina. My attention returned to the strap which I felt resting between my legs. ”Hold him tight” The women did this and I saw the strap being raised from between my legs over the woman’s shoulder and then make its arc in the air and end with a resounding slap against my balls.. Again, I heard the slap of the strap as it punished my balls before I felt a rush of vomit spew over my chest. After the fourth thud of the strap on my balls I passed out.

When I came to I was still on the floor on my back, but to my horror my balls were being stretched upwards towards the ceiling by a thick red cord. The pain was excruciating. The woman who was torturing me said to the other two that I had come round again. She told the women to proceed. At this one of the women began to pull on the cords and my ball sac was stretched even more. I instinctively arched my back in a bid to take the pressure off my balls,. The woman kept on pulling on the cord and I was now bridging my body so much so I was on my tip toes. The woman was told to stop. The cord was secured to a hook and I was left in a crab position. I was moaning at the tightness of the cord round my balls and the pain of having them stretched. The woman who beat walked over to me and stroked my taught stomach. She looked into my eyes and I felt a cold wave wash over me. She nodded at one of the woman who came to my legs and bent down and grasped my ankles. She then broke my grip with the floor by lifting my legs into a horizontal position. I screamed as the ache and pains in my scrotum was such I cannot describe it. The torturer came and grabbed me by my elbows and broke my hold with the floor. I was dangling in mid air at the mercy of these women.

“Are you sorry for what you did to Conrad. I could not speak, all I could do was nod my head in submission. “Will you ever do such a thing again?” I shook my head and began to bubble and sob. “Good, well done good”. She looked at the other woman and nodded the woman let go of my ankles and the pain was such that I screamed and screamed for their mercy. The cord was cut and I fell to the floor with a thud and immediately curled up into the foetal position.

I was urged to get up off the floor by the woman using the strap again on my left buttock and side. I got up from the floor to be pushed over to a stainless steel table. The two women helped me on to the table and I found myself being manacled to the table by hand cuffs. The woman came forward and stroked my chest with a finger. “Well, well, what is going to happen now?” she said in a tender voice, “Do you want to know?” I shook my head and she smiled. “I have been ordered by Conrad to castrate you”. I shook my head all the more. The woman kept stroking my chest, “Yes, its true. I have got to remove them – TODAY!. Oh dear! Don’t you like the idea? No?! Well I do”. She then nodded to one of the women who then climbed on to the table and straddled me and held me at my knees. I was told to look at the ceiling, which I did to see the scene on a large plasma televison. I was being recorded. The woman who was still on the floor moved toward my head and held my chin while she stroked my forehead. The woman who was about to castrate me told the other to pull my legs up so my knees touched my chest. She did this and cords were tied round the table to secure me in this fashion.

I lay there hog tied waiting my fate.. The door of the room opened and Conrad came into the room with a chair and sat in a position where he would see the procedure. At this the woman gagged me and my emasculation began. The woman lifted from a table a tool that looked like a large pair of engineer’s pliers , only the head of this tool was more bulbous and more blunt looking. The woman came to the bottom of the table and began to squeeze and stretch my scrotum. I pleaded with her and Conrad not to take away my balls. But my pleading fell on deaf ears. The woman began to really stretch my scrotum as she moved the tool towards me. She placed my scrotum in the jaws of the tool and she began to squeeze its handles. Soon there was the sound of a dull click and the jaws of the tool snapped tightly shut round my scrotum I let out a squeal radiated from my scrotum up to my breasts and down into the pit of my stomach. The woman then undid my bonds as she knew I could no longer find the strength to struggle or escape her attention. I was now gasping for breath as the pain increased in its intensity. The woman pressed heavily on my stomach with her left hand as she began to twist the tool in a clockwise manner which twisted my scrotum and its contents. She kept twisting the tool until my scrotum was almost purple in colour. She then stopped twisting the tool and one of the other women came over with a piece of cheese wire and put it round the twisted part of my scrotum. She then took the tool from the woman and began to pull it away from my body. The woman with the cheese wire made a single bow with it round the twisted part of my scrotum. She looked at me and smiled and said “It won’t be long now. Just one little tug and your balls will be off”. I pleaded with her to no avail. “Please, please if your going to do it, do it now and make it quick”. I closed my eyes resigned to my female dominator. I felt a sharp pain and I opened my eyes and looked up at the screen to see my testicles being removed from my detached scrotum by one of the women. The other two were busy working on me to stop the bleeding. Once the bleeding had stopped and I was sewing up Conrad came over to me with one of my testicles. He put it to his mouth and bit into it, chewed and swallowed the part he had bitten off. He then put the rest of my testicle to my mouth. I was told to eat it which I did. Conrad then told me to stand up and bend over the table I did this and I soon felt his cock penetrate me in the final part of my emasculation. The women watched every stroke Conrad gave me before he spurted his man juice over my back.

Since that day I have lived with Conrad serving his every need. I have settled down as a human being and am grateful for all that Conrad does to me. I never say no to any request. I just accept what ever comes my way. The woman still comes to the flat and beats me with the strap and next week I have to lose my sultana cock at the hands of this woman.