Hi, my name’s Jessica. I am, or was, a futa nun and this is the story of how I ended up castrated. A morning assembly was called one day and naturally I attended. I was actually one of the last to arrive so I ended up near the front, right in view of the new head mistress of the monastery. She was 40 some years old and stacked like a total MILF but she took her job pretty seriously and was real strict with us, too strict honestly.
  
As she strode out in front of all of us, in front of the strange curtain setup at the front of the room, I couldn’t help but keep my eyes glued to her voluptuous ass. She turned to us all, cleared her throat rather coarsely, and spoke in a loud voice.
  
“Attention my dears, it has been brought to my attention that a rather significant portion of you have been neglecting your vows of chastity. As such a new rule is being implemented starting today; anyone caught engaging in any sort of sex act will have a corrective procedure performed. As a demonstration our worst offenders have volunteered for the procedure, which I’ll be performing in front of you all!”
  
As she finished speaking the curtain went up and revealed for us all six of my fellow futas strapped into these odd-looking chairs which thrust their groins forward and kept their legs apart. Around the base of each of their cocks and around their balls were these metal rings. Not leaving the crowd very long to take in the sight the head mistress began to stroke the first girl in lines dick and fondled her balls until she came for the final time. As soon as her seed burst forth we all heard a sickening sound of metal ripping through flesh and her genitals came free from her body. As the newborn eunuch wept over her loss the work began on the next in line, she was clearly trying not to release after seeing what happened to the last one but nevertheless she climaxed as well and paid the price of her womanhood. This process was repeated all the same for the other 4 and the whole thing was done in less than an hour.
  
A wave of fear washed over the room as the assembly came to a close. Everyone milled around for a while unsure of what to do next when something strange happened. The girl next to me pulled up her robe, exposing her nude form to the group, and began to furiously stroke herself in front of everyone. Everyone turned and stared at her before the head mistress called her up to one of the chairs, unceremoniously throwing one of her new eunuchs out of it.
  
“Well sisters, it seems someone really couldn’t contain herself!” Shouted the head mistress, “Anything to say for yourself whore?”
  
The girl looked at her with pleading eyes and said “I have hated these monsters attached to my crotch my entire life. Please save me from them.”
  
A smile spread across the head mistress’ face “Of course, anything to rid this world of another sinful futa.”
  
And for what everyone hoped would be the final time the rings went over the futa’s cock and balls before she was jerked off and castrated. With that everyone rushed out of the hall in the ultimately vain hope of saving the equipment. Over the coming days dozens more futa were neutered after being caught masturbating or having sex. Some where even dragged out of their rooms by their eunuch roommates so they could share their fate. Eventually it became clear that merely an accusation was enough to get someone fixed and those still intact swore an oath, to help protect one another from this castration frenzy that had swept over the monastery. 
  
Until a new rule came down; any futa who turns in another would be given free use of all the eunuchs and faculty for a week without consequence and the final futa standing would be able to use everyone to her heart’s content until the day she died since eunuchs were banned from reporting people. It quickly became a feeding frenzy of friends turning on each other for that sweet, sweet week of unfettered release. Me and my roommate used a tactic of mutually assured destruction, if we needed release we would have sex with one another so if one was turned in the other would go down with her. This managed to take us until we were the final two. Suddenly it all turned, we both knew our lives would be heaven on earth if we could get the other to masturbate so we dedicated our lives to getting the other to need to release. We even got the eunuchs to help us try to bring the other down with “accidental” trips, slips, and falls leading to accidental nip slips, panty flashes, and impromptu lap dances.
  
After weeks of this eventually I broke down. I had to cum, if it was the last thing I did. So I snuck back to my room, hoping no one noticed me and my erection, sat down on my bed and began to stroke as fast as I could in the hopes I would climax before anyone found me. Unfortunately for me I had barely even started when my roommate burst through the door and smiled as she saw my hands going up and down my dick. She quickly ran off, calling for the head mistress, but I didn’t care. I had to cum. Unfortunately the head mistress arrived just before I could and instructed a group of eunuchs to carry me off.
  
Soon I was inside some sort of torture chamber, strapped into one of the castration chairs. Soon the head mistress entered, dressed like a surgeon and carrying a set of scalpels.
  
“As the last to be castrated I thought we should do this a little differently. Instead of my delightful rings I’ll be fixing you with the traditional method, so no final orgasm for you.”
  
Apparently she decided I didn’t need pain killers either as she sliced into my sack with her scalpel, pain rocketing through my body. She pulled out one testicle, snipped the cord at the base and dropped it into a pickling jar before doing the same to its twin. She then took a pair of butcher’s scissors and cut through my shaft at the base, severing the whole thing in one swift motion. I passed out from the pain and when I came to I could feel the lose between my legs.
  
As soon as I went back to my room my new mistress bent me over and fucked me.
  
“How does it feel being fucked by the girl that had your balls taken away?”
  
I could only weep for my loss and the new life as my roommates sex slave.