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I had been warned of my first treatment for some weeks before it hapened. I therfore awoke to fined that as soon as I remembered what day it was I was worried. It was bad enugh that my Master had compleatly destroyed my masculinity without him making me a eunuch too. Why shouldent I be allowed orgasumes? I had been having them most of my life and the idea that they would soon stop was not at all appealing. It would mean the end of my sexuality. I would become sexless. Off course this was precisly why Master was doing it. He wanted to turn me from a fellow male like himself into a sexless fuck slave the ultimate punk. Someone who could only partake of sexual activity as a passive subject. That was his aim. After he had fucked me as he did most mornings I was inspected. He was dis pleased with my finger nails the varnish was chiped. He secured me to a floging horse and beat me on the ass three times with a rattan cane. Three strikes was quite enugh , the pain was tremendus. He then reproved me verbaly." To day especialy your make up should be perfect. Today is the day I spey you bitch. So look your best for me. I am going to enjoy this." After I had apologised to him he led me to a full length mirror. I was by now in my yousual costume or lack of it. He made me put on stockings and a suspender belt and one of my best,and tightist, corsets. As a final touch he placed a large brimed "picture"hat on my head so that my prity painted face looked as if I was a guest at a socity wedding . He took some photographs he was realy exited and his big hairy cock was bulging hard in his leather shorts despite the fact that he had allready fucked me this morning. He spoke" Man its been a phantasy for so long. Kidnap a Guy, undermine his masculinity, make him my bitch and kill his balls. Today I am realy going to do it" He then waghed my balls in a spring balance and measured there size with a set of callipers. He wrote down the results in an exercise book."I hope to see some real reductions in size quite soon but not to much I want them to die slowly." Finaly He cuffed my hands in front of me and placed a posie of flowers in my hands."Hold thease and look prity whilst your balls die bitch." He said.
I was forced to look at my own reflection whilst he tighed a thin leather thong around the top of my scrotum . It was tighed so tight that I imedatly lost all sensation in my balls. In the mirror I could see a change in the colour of my scrotum. At first it was a violent red then it changed to purple then, after about 10 minutes it took on a blue tinge. When, after 25 minutes, they began to look very dark he untied them."Thats it Julia. Your first treatment. Julia what are you doing on the floor?" He laughed. The blood had gone back into my balls and it realy hurt. I had collapsed. I nelt before him and looked up at his hairy body and handsome bearded face. He had me take off his leather shots. He stod in just motorcycle boots and black leather guntlits. His cock was rock hard and juting out above his hairy crutch and heavy balls. He turned around and spread his ass cheaks. "Lick me." he commanded. I stuck my tongue right into his ass hole like the slut I am. This was the only way I would get to penitrate him. His cock went in my ass hole my tongue in to his. When he was satisfide with my performance he turned around and ordered me to suck his cock. My balls were by now suffering sever pins and neddels as well as a less identifable aching. Their was no doubt about it he had perminantly damged them just as he had intended. Yet his balls were still in fine form about to send out the sperm which would fill my mouth and stomach. The contrast in us. Him in charge. Me under his heal. Him in black leather. Me in makeup and lace. My balls dieing. His balls about to produce a spectacular ejaculation and,no doubt, an enjoyable orgasum for him. Just at that point he shouted"Take it ,Spunk Bag, I`m going to fill your belly." and he shot sevrel jets of cume deep into my throat. This was what my life had come to. I was his "Spunk Bag" with my own sexuality sceduled to be erased just as my masculinity had been. But before that would hapen there would be many more experences for me and many more tastes of the ligiture.
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