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She leaned back in the chair spreading her legs and exposing her hairless slit to the men chained to the wall.
Go ahead and look boys you won’t be men when you see another.
“How can you tell when they’re dead?” Jack asked.
“Want me to explain?” She asked.
“Yes!” He replied.
She smiled at his enthusiasm, she stood up and stretched before walking over to the first man on the left. She crouched down near his crotch and pointed at his scrotum.
“How dark it is isn’t the best way because some men get dark the moment you put the cord on,” she said.
Jack nodded.
“Move his cock out of the way please?” She asked.
“Sure,” he replied.
He lifted the large member out of the way uncovering the man’s huge balls, she gently blew on his sack before turning to face Jack.
“See how it didn’t pull up or anything?” she said.
He nodded, she turned back to face it holding her hand out and flicking his left testicle hard causing his limp sack to swing.
“Didn’t even flinch that means they’ve gone numb,” she replied.
“Your arm can go numb if you sleep on it though and it’s not dead,” Jack said.
“That’s true but you can still move it watch this,” Nox replied.
She took the man’s scrotum in her hand and gently pushed it up to his body before letting it down.
“See totally limp doesn’t move at all,” she said.
He reached out and did the same thing then nodded.
“Okay does that mean they’re dead then?” He asked.
“Yep and honestly it’s been two hours any man would be gelded with a cord that tight for that long,” she replied.
“So is it’s time to chop them off?” Jack asked.
“Sure is, let me go get my knife,” she replied.
“No don’t!” The man said.
She stood up and grinned at him before walking to the table and picking up her gelding knife. She walked back over and held it up for the men to see before heading to the first man on the left.
“Could you go and get me a bowl about this big?” She asked.
Jack nodded and rushed away, the man stared at the knife in her hand as if it were a viper coiled and ready to strike.
“You won’t feel a thing the pain’s already over,” she said.
She reached down and took his sack in her hand pulling it out.
“Look,” she said.
He looked down and she tapped one of his balls with the point of her knife; she then tapped the head of his member and he flinched.
“I know you heard me, and we both know they’re dead as a door nail now,” she said.
He looked back up at her with tears in his eyes though she wasn’t moved she assumed the torturer had a good reason for this.
Bart doesn’t seem like he’s cruel for no reason I’m sure this guy is a real piece of work.
She let his manhood dangle free and went to check the other men she found their sacks to be just as cold and limp just as the fist man’s and went back over to stand next to Bart. Jack rushed back a few minutes later with a large wooden bowl and held it out.
“Will this work?” He asked.
“Are we going to have any horsemen?” She asked.
“I only deal with human men here,” Bart replied.
“Then it’s perfect,” she said.
She leaned close to Bart’s ear.
“What me to insult them?” She asked.
“Up to you I don’t care if you just grin at them,” Bart replied.
She nodded and stood back up gesturing for Jack to follow her over to the man on the far right. She looked down to see that his member had retracted into his body leaving his dead balls to swing alone.
“Looks like your, little friend won’t be joining us for the fun part,” she said.
She reached down with her left hand and pulled his manhood away and placed the knife underneath; she paused to look at it for a moment before pulling her knife though his scrotum severing it in less than a second. She held it up for him to see and he just stared at it in disbelief.
“Bowl please,” she said.
Jack held the bowl out and she turned the man’s sack over squeezing out its contents. Two organs fell into the bowl with a plop, the man watched them roll around for a moment.
“And those were what made you a man, as you can see they aren’t much to look at. Honestly I did you a favor getting rid of them but you don’t need to thank me,” she said.
Stars above that was corny!
She moved on to the next man glancing down to see that his once stiff member limp. She took hold of scrotum and pulled it away from his body.
“Your cock is average length but on the thin side and it curves up I think it’s ugly since you asked,” she said.
She pulled her knife through and held up his sack before squeezing his balls into the bowl.
“Wow you were less of a man than stubby over there, weird right?” She asked moving on before he answered.
The third man looked away from her when she walked in front of him so she just cut off his manhood without any taunts. She didn’t bother holding it up to his face instead she dumped his balls in the bowl.
“Well you’re bigger than ugly cock over there so that’s something,” she said.
She got an evil smile on her face when she stepped in front of the next man, she reached down pulled out his balls and cut them moving faster than she had with the others. He looked at her stupidly when she held his severed parts up to his face grinned at his confusion turning her hand upside into the bowl without saying a word he stared down at what remained of his manhood with a look of confusion on his face. She moved to the next man who was trembling in fear. He looked at her with huge eyes as if that was going to stop what came next.
“I had to save the best for last,” she said reaching down and taking hold of his large balls.
She pulled them away from his body and put the knife just below the cord. He had a bewildered look in his eyes, she’d seen it hundreds of times before and assumed she’d see it again. She flicked her wrist and his manhood came free in her hand, she lifted it to his face and grinned at the look of surprise on his face. After a moment she dumped his organs into the bowl where they landed with a meaty thwack pushing the lesser ones out of the way.
“Well you were more of a man than the others but now you’re not,” she said.
She placed her knife in the bowl and walked back to Bart who was standing nearby with his arms cross and a stern look on his face.
“I’m ready for the next group sir,” she said.
“COME GET EM!” Bart bellowed.
Guards poured into the room quickly unchaining the freshly gelded men and dragging them out of the room leaving the three of them alone in the room.
“So what do you thing worked better grinning at them or insulting them?” She asked.
“Grinning,” Jack replied.
“Yeah I’m going to have to agree there, you really aren’t that good and shit talking,” Bart said.
She sighed.
“I’ve spent that last twenty years being nice while I do it, it’s hard to insult them now,” she replied.
“You’ll get used to it,” Bart said.
“I doubt it, I only have the rest of the night,” Nox replied.
He nodded and then looked over at Jack.
“Go get rid of those!” Bart said.
“Wait!” Nox said.
Both men looked at her.
“Put the bowl down in front of the prisoners, that way they can look at the last group’s dead balls while they are gelded,” she added.
A cruel grin grew on Bart’s face.
“Oh I like that,” he said.
He nodded at Jack who went to set the bowl down right in front of where the men would be chained up.
“Got anywhere I can wash up?” She asked.
“Go get a bucket of water and a rag!” He said causing Jack to bolt out of the room.
“How often do you have men gelded?” She asked.
“As often as I can,” he replied.
“I thought you could order any man who came to your cell gelded, or anything else you wanted done,” she said.
“I can, but so can the other four hundred and ninety-nine master torturers. So you can imagine how often we can get one of you folks on loan,” he replied.
“I never thought about it that way, but I’ve only been told to come down here like five times in the ten years I’ve worked for the gelding wing,” she said.
He nodded.
“You have to do your own work first so your bosses just flat turn us down,” he replied.
“Yeah we do get enough men a night for each of us to have at least one,” she said.
“While we have ten or twenty that need done,” he replied.
“Why not just hire a gelder then?” She asked.
“Do you have any idea how much a gelder’s wages are?” He asked.
“Forty silver a month,” she replied.
He looked shocked.
“That’s how much that pay you?” He asked.
“Yeah why?” She asked.
“You know that you could make at least ten gold a month from the slavers right?” He asked.
She shook her head no.
“Slavery is against the will of Celestia I can’t take part in it and that includes gelding men to be sold,” she replied.
He nodded and looked over at the bowl filled with balls for a moment rubbing his chin before smiling to himself. Jack rushed back in with the bucket and rag setting them down in front of her.
“Thanks,” she said.
“You’re welcome!” He replied.
She crouched down and started to wipe her hands off and Jack crouched down next to her.
“So are you doing anything after you finish here?” He asked.
“Just going home I guess,” she replied.
“You uh want to get some drinks?” He asked.
“I’d love to!” She replied.
“Yeah I figured… Wait did you say yes?!” He asked.