A Sex Slave's Story
By: ANONYMOUS (mail will go to the Eunuch Archive) ([email protected])
[TG] [TESTICLES] Other:
Modification of a male to a she/male sex slave
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Six months after we meet she required that I get two piercings on
my cock, one an ampalang ( which goes through the head) and the
other a frenum ring, which was placed on the underside of the
shaft. The frenum ring was suppose to give her a place on the penis
to attach a leash. She then started to take me to private parties.
I would be ordered to strip and then she would place on me
a hood, some kind of cock and ball harness or torture device and
attach a leash to my cock. Unfortunately the first ring was only 12
Ga. and the ball kept falling off. After about 6 months off this
she decided that my piercing was healed enough to be stretched and
had a piercing studio install a 10 Ga. Welded solid bead ring. She
at the same time had the bead hole filled with some kind of liquid
solder and pushed the free side of the ring in. This was carefully
heated using an ice cube to prevent the ring from conducting heat
and burning me. The ring was now solid and she informed me that
this was the symbol of my slavery to her.
A year later she had another frenum piercing done. This was a stud
which eventually held in place a chastisement loop. The loop goes
around my penis shaft just below the head and has punishment
studs on the inside against the penis shaft and balls on the
outside. She calls this her permanent french tickler but it made
sexual intercourse very painful for me.
For the next few years she would play with me including
often binding up my ball with light rope of the type found with
blinds. Then after a weekend of play with several couples during
which I was used sexually by several people and my balls were bound
for over 14 hrs, I had no felling left in the balls. A week later
she asked if there was still no feeling. I said yes I have no
feeling there just in the sack. She said Fine Prepare to go to
Mexico in three weeks, I am booking you to a clinic there.' When
we got there the Mistress went into an office with a Doctor and two
nurses took me down a hall to an operating type room. One nurse
told me to take all my cloths off. I did this. I have no body hair
as my mistress keeps me shaved and dilapidated. The nurse looked at
my body and said "Good we do not have to shave you, that will save
some time. Please get up on this table.". The other nurse handed
me a clip. board with documents and said "Please sign these release
forms for your surgery". As I did , I realized that my mistress had
us there to get me castrated as she had promised that she would
eventually do. A little while latter a Doctor came in and gave me a
shot and I passed out.
When I woke up, I was in a bedroom or recovery room, laying
on a bed, my mistress was reading a book, and sitting on a chair.
She looked up and said "good now that you are awalk I must tell you
that the Doctor says it will be about three days before he can
release you. I will be enjoying that time at the hotel pool and on
the beach. What has been done to you is the removal of those dead
balls, your empty sack was also removed. To prevent the penis from
shrinking I had the doctor remove the inside of your penis and
replace it with a prostetic material. The uretha tube was cute and
an opening for it placed just behind were your ball were. You will
sit to pee for the rest of your life and nothing will ejaculate
from that penis. What I have done is have your penis transformed
into a live dildo for my pleasure. The upper end of the uretha tube
is still in the penis and once you have healled we will expand it
with sounds. Have a good rest and I will see you in three days"
Well she was right. I no longer have balls and take Female
hormonsand have developed about a B cup breast size. She and her
lady friendsuse me as a live walking dildo. With the frenum ring
and often sounds in place, sexuall intercourse is very painful. I
often beg to be allowed to do something else, body message, rubs,
licking cunts, or just being wipped. Any thing is now better than
sex.
A slaves storey.
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