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

The wife often studied and checked my penis, it was tiny now, maybe the size of a young boys. She liked the testicles and scrotum - there was no scar, they did not hang as most testicles did, but were held tightly against me inner thighs.

She said that the hair stopped growing, as I said I hadn’t removed any for some months.

However it seemed that my penis had reduced in length but the foreskin didn’t. A wide section of skin hung down, covering most of the glans. She said it looked ugly and she would plan to tidy it up. I quickly pulled the skin back to fully expose my glans, but she told me to release my hold. The flap of skin returned and covered the tip again.

Weeks later the circumcision man appeared. As usual I was tied to the wooden stake with my hands extended above me. I guessed what would happen. He took the stool and placed between my legs, having already tied my body in a few places. The process was the same as he pulled the foreskin as much as possible. It’s sometimes hard to remember but it did not seem as painful as the first time. He brought the knife and mallet down and cut off the remaining skin. Again a leaf wrap was added and the lot bound.

When I was better I removed the wrap and studied the results. I had a very tight result that pulled on the cut and my pubis. Whereas before it hung lifeless, now due to the tightness of the cut, it stood out from my body. It was very short, maybe the length of my little finger with the width not much thicker. The glans were wider perhaps the width of my thumb, and stuck out from my body. My balls had been pulled up and were pulled against my body with no hang whatsoever.