[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/CastrationStorys/comments/19bhg4x/training_new_recruits_part_1/) [Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/CastrationStorys/comments/1abgvnv/training_new_recruits_part_2/) Donning medical gloves and a super sharp scalpel, Shelly sat in a chair between James’ widely stretched legs, giving her complete access to his groin. She lifted his balls with one hand and placed the edge of the scalpel on the underside where the scrotum attached to his body. She gave a little push, penetrating his skin with the surgical knife. James winced at the sudden cut in a super sensitive area of his body, but didn’t cry out. With the blade inserted below the surface, she cut along the underside of his scrotum, drawing the blade towards her. The other two ladies watched with laser focused attention on an operation they had only seen on video and practices on mannequins. There was surprisingly little blood. With the underside opened up, Shelly moved back to the opening at the base of his testicle and cut around the circumference, keeping the blade flush with his groin. When she reached the top, she cut under his blackened penis and continued around until reuniting with the original cut on the bottom. James winced the entire time, gripping the tightly-tied thick rope with all his might. His very tight chest heaved up and down as he tried to tolerate the cuts to his flesh. When she was done with the perimeter and mid-section cuts, Shelly put down the scalpel and grabbed a piece of detached scrotum and wiggled her gloved hand underneath. Grasping a section, she tried to tear the skin away from the underlying connected flesh. It took some pressure, but she made progress. This James could not bear and screamed out at the feeling of his skin being ripped away from his body. Shelly continued ripping his scrotum from the underlying flesh until the right half was completely removed. Fascinated, she held that section up so all three ladies could inspect it. Three sets of gloved hands felt the skin, top and bottom, fascinated by the new look into the male anatomy. When they had their fill, James had stopped screaming and was just crying softly to himself. Shelly continued with the other half by slowly ripping the scrotum from his body. When done, the three ladies carefully examined what remained. And what they saw absolutely fascinated them. Two very white and fleshy orbs were now exposed for the very first time. Resting on the platform, the very essence of James’ maleness lay before them. “Okay James, settle down. That was the easy part and honestly it was necessary to gain unrestricted access to your testicles. See these?” Shelly held one half of his scrotum above his watery eyes. “Now Jenny here can continue.” Even though he was in considerable pain, James sorta wished he could see his exposed testicles. Jenny took a seat on the chair with the first roofing nail and hammer in hand. Seated, Jenny couldn’t see James’ eyes, but asked him “Ok James, it’s time to start the destruction of your testicles. Are you ready?” “Yes” “Good!” Jenny lined up the first nail over his exposed left testicle, staying away from the center. That would come later. She carefully lined up the hammer and with one medium strength stroke drove the nail through his ball and into the wooden stand below. While James unleashed a guttural scream, Jenny was proud of herself. Clearly practicing on the mannequins paid off! Her goal, which she achieved, was to drive the nail all the way through his testicle with one swing and depress the testicle itself just a bit, resulting in the head of the depressing the flesh. Shelly and Becky spread their attention from James’ head bucking from side to side as he screamed at the pain searing through his testicle. Jenny picked up one of the sewing needles and carefully grabbed James’ right testicle and pressed the thick needle from side to side through its center. James again screamed at the assault. BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! He tried flailing his body, but the straps were super effective and pulling at the ropes was useless. “How are you doing James” asked Jenny, again unable to see James’ eyes from her seated position. “Ahhhhh, wow, ahhhh, it hurts so bad!” “That’s good James. That means it’s working. Shall I continue?” “Ahhhhhhh! Yes! Yes!” Jenny smiled and decided to focus on the rest of the needles before finishing with the nails. The nail she first drove through the left testicle held it firmly in place, limiting options for needle placement. She carefully chose where to insert the next four sewing needles, hoping to see if different parts of his testicles caused a different pain reaction. The one needle she pushed through the epididymis seemed to elicit the biggest scream from James. Good note for future reference. Sewing needles were much thicker than normal surgical needles and the five that were in him should be helping with the destruction of his testicles, but she honestly felt that driving the nails in him might be more effective yet. She lined up the serrated roofing next nail on his exposed right testicle and drove it in with a single hammer blow. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” screamed James again. The ladies were amazed at how much stamina he had to endure this much pain with the strength to keep streaming, AND, to not pass out. “This is great James. I can imagine your testicles are getting quite weak now. Do you feel them breaking James?” “Ahhh oh my God it hurts so bad!” “I know James, but that wasn’t the question. We need to know if you feel they’re starting to break. This is important.” “I … I think so. Like I can totally feel the ripping whenever you drive a nail in them.” “Excellent. I have 3 more nails to go before I move to the truly destructive ones. Ready?” “Ye .. Yeah” James hesitated a bit as tears continued to stream down his cheeks. Over the next couple minutes Jenny drove 3 more nails into his bare testicles, ensuring that each nail head indented the testicle flesh. Each serrated nail tore through the testicle meat, destroying the flesh little by little. It certainly seemed nails would be an effective punishment for destroying someone’s testicles. Seeing and feeling naked and exposed testicles made the learning experience all the more potent. Jenny picked up one of the two screw nails and placed it in the center of his left testicle, a place deliberately left unpenetrated. “James, I’m now going to drive one of the screw nails into the center of your testicle. They’re both in pretty bad shape so far and these should do considerably more damage while I hope causing excruciating pain. Are you ready for the first one?” James sighed a bit but knew he had to endure as they learned everything they could from him. For just a moment James wondered how he ended up here, strapped to a medical table, with his arms painfully pulled above and anchored down behind him, with his legs spread wider than they’ve ever been spread before, with three co-workers methodically destroying his sex in the most painful ways imaginable. “James!” He snapped out of it. “Yes, yes. Please drive the screw nails into my balls.” “Very good James. Remember, everything we do here is important on-the-job training.” “I know.” Without delay, Jenny drove the first screw nail into the center of his left testicle, shredding the ample flesh it came in contact with. “BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” James screamed again at the worst assault yet impacted his nearly ruined nuts. Jenny was certainly pleased with the reaction this nail had! Giving James a moment to recover, she drove the second screw nail through the center of his right testicle, eliciting the same reaction. These two certainly finished the job in destroying his testicles, but there was still much to try. James was covered in sweat and balling as his body tried desperately to protect itself from the most brutal assaults on its most sensitive and prized areas. He was suffering so much for their benefit. After a few more minutes, James called down and Jenny spoke up again. “Ok, all I have left to try on you is the ice pick”, which she showed to him, “which I’m ready to drive into what’s left of your testicles. They honestly look pretty messed up right now, but there are still some areas that haven’t been hit by the nails or needles so I’m going to drive this in, pull it out, and slam it back into a new spot. I’ll be honest, this is going to be really horrible for you James. If your testicles aren’t already destroyed, this will certainly do the job. But I am really looking forward to seeing how much this will hurt you.” Jenny paused there waiting for James’ reaction. He knew the drill by now. “That certainly does look like it will be effective in destroying my balls and I can’t imagine how much it will hurt, but I’ve taken everything so far and I hope you don’t let up now. Please make it as painful as you can.” “Oh James, you keep saying the right thing! I hope you continue that in a bit.” James was sure she was referring to the special things they wanted to try. Jenny positioned herself, grasped the ice pick firmly in her hand, looked for one of the few remaining unimpacted spots, took a deep breath and slammed it down as hard as she could. “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKK!” screamed James at the top of his lungs. Jenny held the spiked ice pick in place as James’ body did the best it could to break free from the bonds by uncontrollably flailing. Becky and Shelly looked on and thought his violent spasms might actually break the straps, yet it wasn’t to be. His body remained firmly held in place to continue enduring more suffering. It took James a couple minutes to stop screaming this time and, when he did, she quickly pulled the ice pick out of his testicle. He screamed again as the very core of his testicle was ripped from his body by the strong metal spikes. Eager to continue, Jenny eyed a new location and slammed the ice pick all the way in, again lodging the tip into the wooden surface below holding his testicles up. Again James yelled at the top of his lungs. The destruction taking place was both horrifying and super effective. His testicles offered no resistance against the metal blades and easily succumbed to their destructive forces. Twice more Jenny slammed the cruel ice pick into his testicles until there were no areas not impacted by nails, needles or the ice pick. When Jenny was done, there was very little left of James’ naked testicles. Messed up testicle flesh rested atop the support with 10 needles and nails still visible penetrating inside. Becky was up next with a meat tenderizing mallet. She would not only ensure James’ testicles were truly destroyed but would continue beating what remained to learn how much he could feel after destruction was complete. Becky said to James: “Are you still with us?” James was 100% consumed with pain and that’s about all he could process. His body desperately wanted to close his legs and curl up in a ball, but the reality is he was wide open for more punishment training. He opened his tear-soaked eyes to see Becky looking down at him. “I’m … I’m ok. I’m in so much pain. It feels like my balls are destroyed. Are they?” “Well, we think they are but we’re not sure. I’m going to press on your testicle to see if you can still feel them.” Becky did and James yelled out. “Yep, they may be destroyed, but they’re still very sensitive. And that’s good. What do you think about the last round of training?” “It was super painful, like so much worse than I could ever imagine. Is it what you hoped for?” Jenny spoke up from the other side of him. “Oh yes, it was great finally learning to properly end your testicles. And seeing how much pain you were in makes it so much better. We definitely enjoy seeing you suffer, especially since you volunteered for this and didn’t do anything wrong. I mean, you didn’t have to lose your entire sex today, but you said yes, and that’s just so amazing James.” “Thank you,” James said blushing a bit. “I’m so happy I could do this for the three of you. Like I know how much pain I’m in doesn’t matter. What’s most important is that you all get what you want and are satisfied. I am happy to suffer and lose everything for you.” “Super happy to hear you continue to be supportive of us. Ok I’m going to beat your testicles now with this mallet. You can see it has a flat side and a meat tenderizing side with all the spikes. I’m obviously going to use the spiked side on the remains of your testicles. I’m leaving the nails and needles in as I hope they will move around, bend, break, whatever when I beat you and they will amplify your pain. I will continue beating them long after they’re destroyed (honestly they’re probably already destroyed) to see how painful everything still is. You ready for me to start?” “Yes, I’m ready and thank you.” Becky smiled. She stood up, moved the chair out of the way and centered herself between James’ super outstretched legs. She lifted the mallet above her head, aimed and brought it crashing down on his needle and nail-infused testicles. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” James somehow managed a scream as loud as the previous despite his weakened condition. Just prior to his scream, the ladies heard the combination of a wet SPLAT and a hammer hitting a piece of wood. That sound alone was amazing and confirmed how destructive the mallet alone could be. When Becky raised the mallet, she could see little dimples where the spikes further compressed the testicle meat. So thrilled by the success of the first hit, she slammed the meat tenderizer once again into his testicle remnants. She quickly realized how little force she needed to put into this. The tenderizer could effectively do the work with very little effort on her part. SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! Each successive strike further reduced what remained of James’ testicles to mush. A couple of the harder hits did break some of the needles and they further tore at his testicles from the inside. James’ screams were just as potent with each punishing strike, reinforcing what the ladies learned during training – the nerve ending lives on LONG after a male’s testicles are destroyed. Since this was her first time doing this, Becky had no desire to stop the painful strikes. SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! Becky couldn’t believe it. No matter how flat and destroyed his testicles were, James kept screaming and was obviously in indescribable pain. There was truly nothing left to flatten. His testicles were no more but she was determined to see how far this could go. Five more strikes, five more screams. Ten strikes, more screaming. Finally Becky decided just to beat on them nonstop. She switched hands (thank goodness for learning how to beat a guy with both hands during training). With renewed strength, she beat on his testicles maybe 25 total times without stopping. By this time James was in absolute hysteria. He screamed nonstop, flailed his limbs as much as possible (which was almost nothing) and flung his head left to right trying desperately to escape the absolute terror being inflicted on his destroyed sex. Yet, through all this, nothing changed. Every strike resulted in a terrifying response. Becky had an idea and paused for a few minutes until James regained his exposure. When he was just crying, she spoke: “James, it still hurts as much every time doesn’t it?” “Oh God yes. It doesn’t stop. It hurts so much.” “Well, my goal was to find the point when your nerve endings would no longer send pain signals to you but that doesn’t seem to be happening. The punishment is long since done and your testicles were destroyed quite a while ago, but I want to know how much pain you can stand. Do you want that James?” “I … I don’t know. It hurts soooooooooo much,” James replied while struggling to utter those few words. “I’m sure it does James, but we’re here to learn from you. And your body has so much more to give us. Just because your testicles are destroyed doesn’t mean we’re done learning from you. I want to cause you so much more pain. Tell me how many more times to beat your testicles James.” “I … like … I don’t know.” “Sure you do James. You know you have more suffering to do, right?” “Yes .. yes I know.” “And you want that, right?” “I .. I do if it’s what you want.” “No, James. You also have to want it. Remember you volunteered for this.” Lightning bolts of pain coursed through his body as evidenced by his toes curling tight under his feet. The pain he was feeling now was so much worse than getting his penis burned, inside or out. Testicle agony just kept going and going and wasn’t letting up at all. It didn’t help that he was so spread out and couldn’t protect what remained of his sex. “I know.” “So tell me James. How many more?” “How many times did you hit me so far?” “Oh, I don’t know, I feel like 25?” she said honestly unsure. All eyes were on James and they could tell he was seriously trying to concentrate while in so much agony. To his credit, James summoned up all the courage he could find before replying. James took a deep breath and replied “Like 100 more?” Becky broke form and audibly gasped! “That’s, um, wow. That’s great James!” What the hell did he just say? Before he could change his mind, Becky got back in place, raised the heavy metal mallet, spike side down, and hit the target once again. SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPLAT! AHHHHHHHHHHH! Blow after devastating blow landed on James’ former testicles. After dozens of additional hits, little flesh remained since so much had been splattered away. But those stubborn nerve endings remained functional, at least enough of them for James to feel every single hit with a new lightning bolt of agony. By the time Becky delivered the 100th strike, James was a blubbering mess. A steady stream of drool trickled down his face. His world was only pain, nothing else. Head resting on his chest, he was barely conscious. In fact, when he did become a little more aware of his surroundings, he found himself in an upright position on the medical bed with his arms untied resting on his stomach. His legs and feet were still in the stirrups spread wide. James saw the ladies at a table in the corner of the room drinking and having a snack. When they noticed James stir, they headed over, gave him plenty of water to drink and some fruit to eat. He eagerly ate it all down, like he hadn’t eaten in days. When his eyes ultimately looked down, what he saw was pretty incredible. His penis was still attached to his body and was just as blackened as before. Now a number of blisters were quite visible across the surface. Further down he saw what little remained of his testicles, if there really was anything left. He suddenly felt an automatic pushing against his bladder. Oh shit, he thought. “You have to urinate, don’t you?” asked Shelly. James nodded. “Yeah, figured this might happen. Unfortunately your penis is kinda melted shut so you can’t urinate until your penis is removed, which I imagine will happen in a couple hours.” James nodded again. “So, the punishment training session is over and you so exceeded our expectations James,” said Jenny. You were just a good volunteer and gave us all the training we could have hoped for.” “And more,” added Becky, presumably referring to her extended exploits at the end. “So, tell us what you think about the experience,” asked Jenny. After some much needed water and food, James was quickly becoming more alert. “I am still in so much pain and I can’t believe this happened. It was all so horrible, but I’m still glad I volunteered for you.” “Why, especially knowing there’s more to come?” “I just know how important it is for you to properly learn how to administer punishment and I’m literally so happy I was the right one for you. I know I lost a lot and I’ll lose the rest and will hurt more, but it’s okay. I want you to use me however you want and to take whatever you want from me.” “I still love your attitude James,” Becky added “and it’s honestly the right attitude to have. Punishment is an important part of society and it’s just as important that we have trained and capable people to carry out those punishments. I only wish every guy was as open and willing as you are.” James smiled at the compliment. That alone made all this worth it. “Okay, now that the regular punishment training is over, we’re going to go ahead and do the things we’ve been wanting to try on a guy. Who knows if any of these will be approved for punishments but we can hope! If not, at least we got to try them.” Shelly continued. “Since you already agreed to these without knowing what they are, we’ll get you secured and then tell you what we have in mind.”