Part 2. The Agonising Life of a Roman Slave Boy - Mutilation

A few weeks later madam came over, she looked me over and said I looked better now. She hit me a few times as a mark of pleasure. She then told me to stand and looked over my genitals.

She called Sir and said I must be castrated as she still thought I would try to escape. She said I was still capable of that and castration was the only way to pacify me. I think she knew that Sir had desires for me and having me castrated would stop those desires.

Obviously I did not know this at the time, but felt she knew what he had done to me.

As they entered the house, I heard her say that Sir could still fuck me.

Sir was shocked and to avoid any further embarrassment seemed to agree to her demands. He did say that he wanted me to make some babies, she said I has a useless slave, not strong and lazy. She said that I was no good for babies and why give me the chance to enjoy sex.

The day was to be set although I did not know what castration was.