Soldier's Bridle

When Jerry was free he would not allow any man to touch him like this, but he wasn’t free anymore. He was a slave now, although if he’d known about the war he would have become a soldier. Then he would be taking captives not being one.

A buyer came along to him now and stood looking him over. The man reached for his shoulder and turned him back and forth. He gripped his face by the chin and looked at him, not as a man but as an animal he was thinking of buying. The man went around to Jerry’s side and reached down and took his cock in the palm of his hand. The hand was dry and hard. The man weighed it, clasped it, squeezed along the shaft with his thumb. He pulled back the foreskin and rubbed a harsh finger all over the pisshole and head. The hand slipped further down and handled his balls. He was rough. Jerry could only look straight ahead, allowing it to be done. He kept his arms to his sides passively and wore no expression as the man fondled and stroked his cock and balls. The cock hardened and rose. Jerry hated this. He would be aroused, felt around, then dropped when the buyer moved on. He was aroused like this all day by men. Some wanted his sperm to fly, and would make him do it in any fast way they could. These were the idlers, the ones not looking to purchase but to have fun at the slaves’ expense. Many fingers were stuck up his ass to make him shoot a load. It would be harder to do it as the day wore on and his cock wold get sore.

So he was a slave, had been one for a short time and already he had the passive obedient attitude of a slave that his master liked to see. He once had the proud look of a strong, handsome man with a big cock and balls and a fine meaty ass to push them. Now the masculine pride was put on hold while another man, maybe inferior to him, had the power to make him obey.

These buyers were notably forceful. They were buying for the armies. The men they were buying would be gelded, then sold as eunuchs for the troops. It was always a good time for slavers when countries went to war. The soldiers couldn’t bring their women along, so they bought captured men and cut their balls off for use as sex partners and work horses. The slaves did all the work and served as open holes for the soldiers and officers.

It was a profitable business. The new captives were usually young farm boys and shepherds captured in the fields where they worked. Jerry was himself a big chested, muscular lad, fully developed with a thick black bush of hair above and around his cock and balls. Big as they were the balls were shadowed by the thick soft hair that grew tangled and dense on his lower belly. The buyers liked that. They would run their fingers into it to test its thickness and feel around the damp curls. He had been taken more by necessity as he was with a group of other shepherds appropriately young enough for this work. But he had been there looking over the herds for disease and had been taken with the younger ones. Now he was marked for castration anyway.

It so happened there were officers with a taste for their men, but who had to use the eunuchs to maintain their dignity and not interact with the soldiers. But Jerry, he would have been a soldier himself if not for his bad luck in getting caught. So there was a strong market for him as a big eunuch.

The worst part was he was going to lose his balls. Being an uncut slave he cold hope for freedom. The officers and men would not use a man with full genitals. But they would fuck any man if he had lost this balls and even his cock. They preferred the cock left on – at least some of it – so it could be used as a bridle to control the eunuch’s movements during sex. Since Jerry’s was thick and strong and long enough to hold onto, he was getting a lot of interest.

He was becoming desperate to be sold now. This life in the pens was hell for him, as he was already being trained to be used by men. Maybe later when he’d lost his nuts, he would feel less shame about being bent over and fucked over and over again every night. But now it was sorely humiliating as well as just painful.. He’d spent some nights silently crying after being locked down after a long night of being gang raped.

Whenever a buyer stuck a finger up his sore asshole he would flush hot with shame, especially since it was now loose enough to allow a finger to go in easily. He didn’t dare resist, but he was ashamed of his compliance even though as a slave he had to do what they wanted. The fact that it was puffy and sore from so much use made his shame even worse.

But they weren’t interested in his shame, just his obedience. It hastened his sale date. He didn’t want to go through the punishment and discipline of getting beat up for being a slow learner. He knew want they wanted and jgave it to them. He didn’t have a broken nose or sore ribs from being punched around by the young street punks hired to do it. These tough boys were younger than he was and that made it even worse – having to obey boys some of them 10 years younger, yet still given the authority to make him obey with fists and kicks.

That first time when five of them basically cleaned up the floor with him was enough to teach him. He got a few more bad nights but it was clear he wasn’t going to hit back or disobey them, so they let up on him. He still had to get fucked by all of them in the line – that was training -- get his nuts worked over a lot as he was going to lose them,. He tried to remind himself they weren’t his balls any more, that he wasn’t even going to be allowed to keep them, so he forced himself to submit to the pain there. They liked it. He was their slave. He had to please them.

Then he was auctioned. He had a collar put around his throat and a stiff leash so the auctioneer could move him around to display his charms to the buyers. Then he was sold and hooked to the collar of a young boy, standing taller than the other ones as his wrists were tied behind his back and he had to stand and wait until all the other ones were hooked in line behind him. Then as the men hanging around the auction barn watched, they were marched to the gelding house to be cut. He was bent over the rail with the ret of them, his ankles tied wide apart, his wrists pulled down to the peg in the ground and fastened. Here he was going to lose his balls. And suddenly the terror hit him and he began to whine and try to get loose. It was humiliating and the men crowding into the viewing sstands were pointing and laughing at how old he was to be here getting gelded for the army.

“No, please, it’s a mistake –I’m a soldier! Don’t do this to me!” he yelled hoping someone would step in and save his balls.

No one cared, they just laughed at the lie. All slaves wanted out and would say anything, but he was a slave and he was going to get gelded and they were going to have fun watching his face as the knife cut them off. Maybe if they were lucky, because he was hung so well, he’d lose the head of his dick too. They’d love that.

The scary thing here was there was no out. He was not being nutted by a new owner who might be persuaded to change his mind. No! -- he was here specifically to have his nuts auctioned off. He already as sold as a eunuch, what remained was for them to sell his balls –maybe his cock too – to the highest bidder here. This is how the army raised extra money. He was going to get nutted by an army cutter, not a skilled professional ho charged high fees. His nutting was not going to be easy. His nuts were going to be cut off in the most expedient way for the cutter, who was no artist . An army cutter compared to a professional cutter the way an army cook compared to a gourmet chef. It would be fun for the spectators but brutal for the slaves. There also was money made from charging fees to watch the boys lined up on the rail to get their nuts cut off.

The bidding began. The fat slob of a cutter let the serious buyers go along and choose the balls they wanted. Some were apothecaries. Some were collectors, some just wanted to buy them and have them taken to their favorite eating place and have them cooked up for dinner. The men walked along, fondling and testing the cocks and balls hanging down between the spread legs under the gleaming young asses.

The surprise was the mature set of heavy hanging balls in the hairy scrotum and the heavy thick cock on the other side of them when they got to Jerry. He was getting a lot of handling, squeezing, stretching, comments. Fingers were going in and out of his asshole to charge up his prostate and show how big a catch he was.

He responded. He couldn’t help it. The thing was exciting and he was caught up in it. What did it matter now what they thought? He was already a eunuch. All that remained was losing his jewels. He had no choice, so he just hung over the rail, unable to defend himself, and let them have their fun with his private parts.

The other youngsters weren’t handling it so well. They were already terrified and the rough handling on their helpless behinds was scaring them more. The jokes and laughter was a nightmare to a young boy who had only a few days ago been herding sheep in a quiet hillside, under the blue sky and bright sun.

The sale began. Again they were all up for auction. This time the buyers were on the other side, so they could see what they were bidding on. The bidding was more intense than the auction of their bodies. The crowd was involved, cheering and urging higher prices from the tiers. Prices went high. One by one down the line, closer and closer to him, the balls were sold off, then chopped off. As each sale was made, the cutter came in and under the instructions of the buyer, removed the balls or the cock or both in the way the buyer wanted to see. Some boys kept their dicks, some lost both, one buyer taking the cock, one the balls. The screams of he boys as they were jacked off then nutted or de-cocked jarred into Jerry’s head as each sale and nutting brought them closer to his own package. He didn’t know who was going to get his. He never would know. It was not his business who bought his nuts. He just had to bend over and wait to lose them.

He began to sweat and shake. He couldn’t’ stop it. He got a few whacks across his ass for it, but he had no strength to stop it. He was helpless. They could do what they wanted to him. He just had to wait and let them do what they wanted, humiliate him, cut him, take them.

The boy two over was babbling and screaming for them not to take his balls now. They didn’t gag them. It was part of the show. The crowd paid a high ticket and wanted to get the whole thing. They were going wild with excitement in the stands now. Five boys had lost their nuts or both so far. The buyers held their little scrotum buckets up and accepted the cheers of the men and boys in the stands. The hard little dicks all shot out their last loads for the amusement of the crowds, a fast thrill of excitement and it was over. They were cauterized and left to slump helpless and nutless – some cockless – until all the others had been castrated. Then the next lot wold come in. It was a long day’s entertainment. There were at least 200 eunuchs being sent to the war today.

Now the auctioneer’s rod struck his ass, his meaty young globes hairier than the rest, a man’s ass to be sure. A finger went up inside his hole and reamed him out and the crows sent up a loud cheer.

“I’m a soldier!” one of them yelled, making fun of his plea. “Just fuck me good, okay?”

The men yelled in laughter.

The bidding began and it was intense. He was proven virile just by his size and weight. His balls went first. Some heavy competition in the bidding. It was started at 500 credits. It got higher and higher fast – 800! 900! A thousand! He was shocked. The slaver pulled his balls out from his legs to show their size and strength, pulled them up between the cheeks of his ass, and demanded more money. He got it. Finally a high price! Over 2,000! More than he himself had sold for! As much as the previous boys altogether! Jerry dropped closed his eyes in humiliation, knowing his nuts were making his owners rich and himself a eunuch.

The cutter came over and grasped his nuts and yanked down on them hard.

He yelled.. the crowd imitated him. It was shocking and painful and humiliating.

The strap cracked across his ass. He bit his tongue to shut himself up.

The buyer and the cutter talked awhile, then the twine was looped around his bag and cinched hard and tight. He yelped and begged again to be spared. The crowd jeered at him, making fun of his age and cowardice.

The cutter reached in, pulled his balls out from under till they were visible between his legs. He inserted the sharp blade and made the first cut, right along the side on one ball. He popped it out and Jerry screamed in panic. “NO! NO! -- Please!”

The crowd repeated it all again and again laughing at his fear..

His ball stuck out from his sack, held in place by the cord.

His buyer nodded and the cutter wrapped his fingers around it and Jerry gurgled and screamed in pain. The man pulled it out, out, till the cord was showing and the ball dropped down. The men clapped and cheered. There were hard-ons popping all over the tiers. Men unashamed, took out their dicks and began to stroke them. Sons looked at their fathers and asked silently for permission and got it. Men who did not pull out showed wet stains in the pants as they stared at the spectacle they’d paid to see.

The cutter calmly took the exposed testicle in his palm, and wrapped the cord around his thick thumb once and then his forefinger. Jerry’s body tensed up into a hard knot from the pain. Then suddenly the man yanked down hard and Jerry’s head shot up and he screamed with his full lungs straining to get his wrists and legs free. The cord held. The cutter yanked down again, harder, trying to snap it. Still it held.

He was mad now. He took his knife and cut the leather twine, freeing the scrotum. Then he took a deep breath and with the full force of his big arms, using both hands, he yanked down hard and the ball snapped off, the stringy cord curling then dropping to dangle. The cutter held it up for the men, who all roared and clapped, then tossed it into the buyer’s bucket.

He sliced along the other side and popped the other ball out, and wrapped the cord around his whole hand. Using both hands he gripped hard and yanked down fast. This one held too, but a third try snapped it like a bean and he held it up.

Jerry hung in absolute agony and shock at what had happened to him. His cock was raging hard and he hadn’t come. The cutting always made them come, but the shock of having their balls just torn out of their body always stopped the last orgasm.

Now his cock was auctioned off. It was easy to get a high price for it. The cutter grasped the foreskin and twisted it around and sliced it off and tossed it to the dogs that hung around for scraps. Then he pinched off he cock head and began to work it. Now it happened. The delayed eruption of thick gooey, young male cream blasted out of the hard cock and spewed like a geyser onto the ground as the cutter played and tortured it. The crowd was going crazy now, men and boys unashamed in the stands, helping each other shoot their loads all over the place. The air had the fresh yeasty smell of the sperm flying all over and this incited even more stroking and groaning. Grown men were helping each other get to orgasm. Fathers traded sons, the crowd was having an orgy of masturbation.

Now the cutter heated his knife and taking the spent softening cock of the slave, sawed the head off, leaving enough shaft as required for a soldier’s bridle, and held the stub up like a mushroom before dropping it into the same buyer’s bucket. Then the cauterizing tool was taken from the brazier and held up against the cut end. Jerry screamed and screamed, as the fire burned off the end of his shortened rod and he could see from upside down, that he was no longer a man. He could see the thick legs of the man who now owned his genitals. Jerry’s bag was empty of balls, and had only enough of a stub that the army required so some officer could use it to guide the slave’s movements while he fucked him. He was beyond crying, the pain was an ecstasy of resignation. He was now a eunuch.