The boy walked down the street following Caroline and her three teenage daughters, Kirsty, a 15 year old dressed in a thin blouse and short little mini skirt held on to his lead, it was attached to his collar, he was their slave and had no choice.
The boy wore no clothing, not even a scrap to cover his sex, it was Caroline that had decided to keep her slave naked, after all, he had little to hide these days and she wanted everyone to see what she had done to him.
Kirsty turned around and looked down at his pencil thin little penis as it swung too and fro over the void where his scrotum and testicles used to be, she remembered that day - the day they had castrated him.
He was their new slave, the girls had helped their mother choose him at the slave market, now he was home, blushing as he was made to stand naked in front of the girls, the three of them giggling as Caroline went to find something to use, the girls knew that he was about to be castrated, but the boy had not been told that he was to have his manhood removed.
Caroline returned holding a tiny pair of nail scissors, she was the kind of woman that liked to do things slowly! “Nikki”, she said to her oldest daughter, “hold his penis for me”. The 17 year old reached out and held his cock, she felt it throb and grow hard in her hand, she giggled and thought to herself that he would soon be cured of things like that.
Kirsty watched as his penis hardened in Nikki’s hand, she was already excited and damp down there. Her mother took the little scissors and stuck them into his scrotum, the boy yelled out but she took no notice, Kirsty watched as she slowly and deliberately cut around the screaming boys sac, eventually pulling it from his body and leaving his exposed testicles hanging there, she desperately wanted to reach down and play with her clit as her other sister, 14 year old Clair walked up to him and began to examine his testicles, she watched as the pretty girl took hold of the scissors and calmly cut one of the boys testicles off, giggling as she ran off to play with it.
Nikki was still holding him by his now limp penis as Clair removed his nut, she let it go and grabbed the scissors, she wanted some fun too, soon his remaining testicle was hers, she held it up so that he could see what she had taken from him, making sure that he knew that he was no longer a real male.
Kirsty rushed off to her room, she began to play with herself, climaxing again and again until she was exhausted..
The boy groaned as the females walked into the clothes store, his lead was fixed to a hook and he was left standing there as they went around looking at underwear he was surrounded by females looking at clothes.

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“Hi”, said a girl, he looked around, it was Claris, a girl he knew from school, she was sexy with big tits. Claris giggled, “and how long have you been walking around naked?” He blushed bright red as she stood looking at his thin little penis. “Oh, you’ve been castrated too”, she said giggling, he watched her big tits bounce around and groaned. “Was that your idea—being castrated”, she asked. What a stupid question, he thought, as if a boy of 12 would want to be castrated. “No, it was my new owners, they did it to me”, he replied, “Oh do tell me what they did”, she said. “They stripped me and stood giggling at me, then Nikki took hold of my cock and gave me a hard on, she kept moving her hand, I almost came in front of them all”, Can you still do that?”, asked the little blonde, “I want to” he said, “but it never goes hard anymore, the girls have stopped me from being able to”. “Oh poor thing” giggled Claris, “still I don’t expect it’s that bad, not being able to wank or have sex, you’ll soon get used to it”.
“I wanted to try it”, he said sadly, “I’ve never touched a girl”. “You’ll soon get over that”, laughed Claris, “You’re not much use to us females without your balls are you, how did they take them”. She asked again. “It was awful, Nikki held my penis and Caroline cut around my sac with these little scissors, it really hurt, she took so long.” “Why did you let her do it to you”, asked Claris as she pulled at the hem of her short little skirt. “They own me, I had to, slaves get no choice do they”. “So she cut off your scrotum, what happened next?” “Clair came over and just cut off one of my balls, then Nikki finished the job off, now I don’t even get to wear clothes.” “Does that bother you” asked Claris, “after all you’ve got nothing worth hiding, no girl would be embarrassed by a tiny penis like yours would they”.
The boy groaned, but he knew it was true, his little cock just made girls laugh, and being naked they could all look.

…….The next day was Saturday, and the family was enjoying a day in the backyard. Felice was sunning herself on a lawn chair, her sunglasses covering her closed eyes. Of a sudden she heard a pause in the normal commotion of her children’s antics followed by stifled giggles and a squeak and soft moan. She opened her eyes and took in the activity happening not more than 20 feet from her, being careful not to let her children know she had opened her eyes or was aware of their mischief. (she had her sunglasses on and her eyes were shielded from view)

Jeff was standing bent over with his hands trying to cover his crotch but Katie holding his arms from behind and preventing him from doing so, his eyes looking pleadingly for his mother to awaken and intervene. Sabrina stood in front of him also watching their mother for some sign of movement. Felice scanned down Sabrina’s body to her feet to see she was wearing firm jogging shoes, as was Katie. Ouch! That must have hurt, thought Felice. It was obvious that Sabrina had just initiated Jeff into the pain of being kicked in the balls, and now all eyes were looking in her direction to see if she would get involved. She decided to pretend to still be asleep and see where things would go.

Sabrina turned back to her brother and let loose with another kick to Jeff’s balls. She got him dead on with the toe of her jogger and he fell to the ground. Now Katie stepped over her brother’s prostate form and launched a kick to his nuts, scoring a direct hit. The girls now alternated kicking Jeff in his balls and only stopped when he vomited on the ground. They both looked at each other and said in unison, “Gross!” and went back to kicking his nuts over and over and over again. Jeff wasn’t even moving anymore but just lay there, accepting the kicks as if his body were a lifeless sack of sand.

Felice made a mental note to tell her daughters to go easy on their brother’s balls in future but for right now just watched in contentment as her children all played together.

Eventually, after about 20 minutes of kicking Jeff nonstop in the balls, the girls tired of the ballgame and ran happily into the house to enjoy the air conditioning and talk to each other about how fun it was to bust their brother’s balls. Felice waited a good 10 minutes before getting out of her seat and walking over to her son. He was breathing regularly and so she left him there, his face resting in his own puke, and she walked away with her flip-flops slapping the bottoms of her feet and also went inside the house……..

Catherine bring me your brother immediately! Why isn't that lawn mowed? Catherine? I left you in charge of him!

Sorry mom he said he would do it before the day was out mom, he's having trouble walking! His balls are all
swollen up from last night mom!

Typical male using his balls as an excuse to get out of work!

But mom they are really swollen this time, as big as grapefruit!

Just go get him Catherine.

My brother Jeremy was 18 now. I was almost 12 and just learning the differences between males and females. Males
were weak because they had balls! Females were strong because we didn't! My mom was teaching me how to use their
weakness to control them. Now that I was getting older she said I should learn the basics.

I went out to where Jeremy was weeding the garden. He was on all fours pulling weeds his big testicles hanging
under his butt, dangling all swollen and red looking from last night. Mom had yanked and twisted them because he
had a hardon in front of me without permission and she knew he was jerking off without her permission.

Jeremy!!!! Mom wants you boy! She wants to know why the lawn isn't lawn mowed!

Mom always made Jeremy go naked from the waist down in and around the house. She said it was so I could see a males weakness! She said I would understand some day! Now I understood because Jeremy was getting big and hard around me all the time like he couldn't control his thing anymore. Onetime he touched me with his thing, he said it was an accident. I told mom and she showed me what to do! To knee him right in the balls which I did. It was funny watching him fall to the floor crying like a little baby holding his ball sac.Jeremy got up wincing in pain cradling his big swollen balls in his hands.
Mom wants to see you right now Jeremy! Take your hands away from your balls. I want to see them boy! He immediately dropped them and stood straight before me! His thing started getting hard again! Mom isn't going to like this Jeremy you getting all hard like that get rid of that thing Jeremy!
I watched my big brother grab his thing and turn away from me!!! No No show me Jeremy do it in front of me Jeremy!
It was so big and swollen with big veins sticking out! God mom said they try to put that big thing in you. But I don't think it would fit in me never it was big!I watched him pumping it. Suddenly it started squirting white stuff out the end. He was grunting and groaning saying my name! Catherine oh Catherine Catherine!I didn't like that! I didn't like that at all. So like Mom showed me. I got close to him and brought my knee right up into his balls! Three-time really hard and some of that sticky white stuff squirted up my thigh from his
thing.
Mom was watching from the window. She had a big smile across her face like I did good!
She came out and stood next to me looking down at Jeremy his thing was still sticking out straight holding his
swollen balls stuff still leaking out of it!
Catherine girl you did good girl! She putting her arm around my shoulders. I felt proud at what I had done to my
brother.
You're learning Catherine! Let me teach you how to castrate a male! Like I castrated your father! Do you know what castrate means?
No Mommy what does it mean castrate?
Well honey see those big balls your brothers got?
Yeah I see mom!
We cut them off him?
That's right honey then he can't use that thing of his! He won't be able to make masses like that again without
those testicles of his. That's where that white stuff comes from.
So Jeremy will be like us then mom right?
Catherine leave Jeremy lying here for a while and let's go have a talk! Just us girls ok Catherine.
We talked into the night. Me and mom about the nature of the sexes. Of the New Age of the strong and dominant female. Of how biblical teachings had kept females under male control. We were the strong ones and they the weak!
How in reality Dalila cut Sampson's balls off! Not his hair to take his strength. It was so clear. Males were
bigger and stronger but they had balls! They had balls!!!

Better not wake Mom, Jackie. if she still has her headache you know what she'll do to you," she said coyly. Jack froze, holding his breath while listening for their mom. no sound from the living room. I'm not going to fight with you. I know what happened the other day you did on purpose. You started that fight and I'm the one that got kicked. "Hey I got punished too. I got sent to my room for the night. "It's not even close to being on the same level. I got kicked in my BALLS! " Jack's voice started to rise in level. "Don't raise your voice Jackie. Mom might hear you, and she'll kick your balls again," she teased. I did it on purpose, but felt bad about it afterwards. You're my big brother. I don't want to see your balls kicked by Mom every day. "Yeah, right," he said, not entirely believing her. "That's why I wore this special top, just for you. " Nikki tugged her top down again, revealing as much delicious cleavage as she could without revealing nipple. Despite what she was about to do to her brother he didn't deserve THAT much. Jack looked down at the two bouncy globes that were peeking out over the top of his sister's oh so revealing shirt. He had to admit to himself that he DID sneak into the bathroom the other day and knew full well his sister was still in there. He had hoped to find her still naked in the shower to get a glimpse of the body he had fantasized about so many times, but was disappointed to find her wrapped in a towel and just running the shower to use up the rest of the hot water on him. Now he was being given permission to stare as much as he wanted. He moved closer to his sister and openly looked down into her cleavage, sighing out loud as he watched her chest rise and fall with every breath she took. "They um, are really REALLY nice," he said. "Yeah, the guys really like them. They definitely get me what I want," she responded coyly while curling her hair around her finger. "And uh, what is it you want, little sis? " asked Jack, swallowing hard. " Nikki's playful shy smile turned into a wicked grin as she stomped her boot heel onto her brother's bare foot, causing him to scream loudly. Nikki had really wanted to knee him in the balls at that moment, but that ...

Alan was 12 years old and in the 7th grade. He was a bit of a scrawny boy and didn’t make friends easily, unlike his older sister. Kristen had just turned 14 and was in the 8th grade attending the same school as her younger brother. She was a pretty blonde that anyone could see was going to be a real knockout as she got older. Not only did she possess killer legs but she also had big bouncy breasts that made all boys and men drool and lust after. It was lunchtime recess and Alan was spying on his sister. Since he didn’t have many friends he had nothing better to do with his time except to pry into his sister’s business and watch her pretty girlfriends as they gossiped and talked about boys. This day was different however as this time the girls were in the company of a boy that was in Alan’s class…Sam was his name. Sam was well liked by the girls in his class but what were 8th graders doing wasting their time with a 7th grader? Alan watched from a distance as the small group of three girls and Sam sneaked around the side of the school building, well out of sight of the teachers. Alan waited a few minutes before making his own covert move and hiding in his secret spot behind a big leafy bush from where he could watch his sister unobserved. What Alan saw shocked him. His sister was kissing Sam! An 8th grader kissing a 7th grader? It was unheard of! The other two girls, who Alan now recognized as his sister’s friends Carrie and Tracy, moved behind the boy and suddenly grabbed his arms. Sam obviously thought some sort of game was being played as he grinned rather sheepishly and allowed himself to be held. Alan watched, not able to believe the scene that was unfolding before his eyes. Kristen blew Sam a kiss and waved at him, then ran up to the bound boy and kicked him square in the nuts with the toe of her sneaker. Alan bent double at the waist, feeling sympathy pains for poor old Sam. Sam meanwhile collapsed to the ground as if he’d been shot. A high-pitched moan started to escape his lips but was quickly cut short as Tracey planted her ass over his face, muffling his cries for help and pity. With the help of Tracey’s butt they managed to get Sam onto his back where Carrie took her turn nailing the helpless boy in the balls with her foot. Sam went limp under Tracey and she got up, looking down at their victim.

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All of the girls were laughing and noticed that Sam had passed out. Tracey stomped down on his groin three times with the heel of her shoe, which was followed up by Kristen with one final kick between his splayed legs. This time Kristen’s hand shot to her mouth in a sign of surprise and the other girls asked what happened between fits of laughter.
“It felt funny that time,” said Kristen, “like something popped!”
“Oh shit!” said Carrie, “Let’s get out of here quick!”
Alan remained in hiding, too shocked to move or speak. He watched his sister and her two hot friends run back onto the playground, disappearing into the crowd. It all made sense now. Recently there had been many attacks on the playground of young boys getting kicked in the testicles but no one had stepped forward to name a culprit…not even the victims. Now he knew who the assailant was…his very own sister! Alan looked at the unconscious form of Sam one last time, shuddered slightly, and walked back to the playground determined to tell their mother his sister’s secret and get her in massive trouble.