The Making Of A Eunuch
I know you love serving me, but change is exciting; and the way you serve me is about to change. I have allowed you to keep your nasty bits but now it is time to make you my Eunuch. I hope you realize I am doing this for you as well. Without all that nasty testosterone, you will live a much longer life and will behave much more to my liking.
You have glanced at my table with a look of longing as well as fear. You know it would be wonderful to serve me longer, and neither of us would have to be troubled by your nasty, sweaty and hairy balls.
Up on the table my Pet, you know I never do anything the simple, painless way. Now, now relax as you know I plan to take my time almost make love to your balls with my cold, shiny scalpel. Oh yes, it will hurt and your screams will excite me so much, you can think of that while I do my procedure.
Look up at the mirror on the ceiling. Do not close your eyes or I will sew them open. Let us begin, My Pet. Anesthetic? Oh my, why would I spare you the pain. Shall we begin?
Deviant lady Rayne
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