Castration [M/F Castration, Humiliation, feminization, Domme/sub, torture] **Disclaimer** This work of fiction contains material that some readers may find disturbing, offensive, or controversial. The author does not endorse or condone any of the actions depicted in this work of fiction. All characters, events, and situations in this work of fiction are fictional and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental. The actions depicted in this work of fiction must not be replicated or imitated under any circumstances. The author strongly advises against and unequivocally condemns any attempts to do so and accepts no liability for any legal or physical consequences that may arise from such actions. Anyone considering replicating or imitating these actions is advised to seek professional help or contact the authorities. **Story** The first day of college was always fun. I strolled in my purse over my shoulder swinging lightly as I walked. When I made it to the grading room a long line of boys snaked back and forth. As I make my way to the front of the line I see him. I’m not positive it was a him at first glance. Small and beautiful in an almost feminine way his stature is smaller than me at 5’5’ in heels. “To your left I’ll be with you when I’ve sorted the rest.” I point to a long line in front of an area with surgical equipment and a sign that just had “CASTRATION ROOM” in bold letters above it. As the main line dwindled to nothing I looked over at the group of boys who wouldn’t be boys much longer. Sighing I stand the line nearly as long as the main one was minus a few we kept for breeding stock. “Ok boys I’ll make this as quick and painless as possible but I need to do this quickly and efficiently. If I have to call in security you will be losing more than just your balls. Understand?” “Ok First up Julien please follow me.” I walk into the room with my clipboard and start to wash up. Scrubbing my hand thoroughly and putting on gloves. He looks up at me then straight at the ground. “please miss, let me go, I beg you…” his voice trembling and meek. “Julien get on the table please don’t make me call security in.” I pat the table with stirrups gently. “I promise it doesn’t hurt much.” Adjusting the table to fit as he climbs up I sit between his legs. “Julien your testicles have barely descended. Did you know that?” Looking over his small feminine frame a smile crosses my face. “Do you want to be my eunuch? I’ve never picked one but you look perfect.” His face went totally pale as he looked at me. His face had the look of abject terror I’d become used to. “I...I don’t know...I...I just want to leave. What will I do without my balls? please … I... I’ll be yours. I promise.” “Julien it’s ok.” I pull out a Valium placing it in his mouth. “This will make you relax. You don’t need these Julien.” Grabbing his tiny balls I gently massage them down. “Do you want to cum first?” I ask as a common courtesy before I un man anyone. He nods shocked and says. “Yes…yes please, a, a last time.” Your face more relaxed as the Valium kicked in so I lean over sucking at the tiny nub of a cock and cradle his pathetic balls in one hand. “I’m going to count to ten and you need to cum before then understand?” His little nub was so cute I could barely stand it. “One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten…” bobbing down to suck between every number I counted. At five I feel his little cock twitching .. and at 7 I feel some watery cum invading my mouth. A small amount with no taste at all. “Mmmh oh god this is so amazing.” He moans a few more times. “Good it’s done.” I swallow the unoffending cum. “You don’t taste bad either.” Patting his leg I strap both down to the stirrups and spread them wide. “Do you want me to sit up the table so you can watch?” He shakes his head and looks away. I gently inject the local block into both of his cords. Waiting a few moments before I squeeze his balls hard and got no response. Grabbing the scalpel I slowly cut open the sack pushing the small marble sized right testicle out. After ligating the blood vessels and cord I snip it free plopping it into a jar of alcohol. As I try to coax the left out it takes longer, but I repeat the same process. With both balls free I proceed to cut away the excess skin of the sack and sew the incision closed. As I apply the antibiotic ointment and a bandage I look at his quivering body. I quickly clipped a chunk of his ear lobe off to let everyone know what I had done and that he was a eunuch now. “Julien. I need you to sit in that chair in the corner. I have a lot more of these to do today. But you are staying with me from now on.” He stands slowly, his legs weak as he makes his way to the chair. He looks about to pass out so I hand him some water and say “Next.” I do the same as I did for him to each one a quick option to cum and a quick procedure. When all 102 were done I stood up and walked to my desk grabbing a collar and leash. “Do you still want to go to school? I have a history class you’re enrolled in soon.” He looks at me, his eyes empty still struggling to accept what happened to him. “I don’t know… whatever… you want to miss.” He says slowly. “Speak clearly. I removed your balls, not your mind.” Gripping the leash I drag his still naked body through the halls while all the other eunuchs are dressed, but he is not. As I enter my class I have him sit in the TA chair and clear my throat. “Class this is Julien and he will be our TA from now on. I am going to explain today why we do what happened to Julien today. Any questions before I start?” All the girls are looking at him giggling and pointing while his face turned bright red. “Julien please stand up. I’d like to show the class your testicles.” Very few breeders or eunuchs took my class but it was mandatory to graduate. But most waited till senior year. I pulled out a glass filled with alcohol and his tiny testicles. “Julien can you take these around and show everyone what was just removed from you please?” He takes the glass and his little balls look minuscule in it. I’m sure nobody could say they were healthy testicles. He slowly passes between the students, a few laughing. While a few are really curious and inspect them closely. “So, as you all know men are separated into two classes breeders and eunuchs. Can anyone tell me why?” A girl at the front raised her hand. “Because we only need a small breeding stock for a healthy population.” “Exactly.” I said. “Now Julien is an example of why we won’t let some men breed. His small testicles and cock were so below average he would’ve had mutated or damaged offspring.” Waving at Julien “Julien I want you to lay on my desk and let me remove the bandage. Did everyone get a look at his testicles?” Everyone nods their heads. He walks up slowly laying on the table. His mind nearly broken. I pull the bandage off gently exposing the small red cut with stitches barely visible. “I want you all to come up one by one and take a look. If you wish to touch, ask Julien first please.” The first girl that came up wanted nothing to do with him and just gagged before walking off. The second asked “Can I Julien.” her voice is silky smooth. He nods and she touches his limp nub and jumps back as clear fluid leaks from it. “Now class what do we call what just happened?” TBC… if wanted.