When I arrived that Saturday morning, the regular team was already there: the makeup artist; the photographer; the camerawoman; the guy who was in charge of the lights etc. Mistress Selene is a stickler for quality and She knows it takes time, effort and a team who knows what they’re doing to make a good Femdom movie. Yes, you’re right, She belongs to a fast dying breed. And, as always, Claire (Mistress Selene’s sister) was there to direct the movie. She’s just as demanding as Mistress Selene, so I knew it was going to be long and painful day. But, you know, I’m a well-trained specimen and I take it as it comes. Besides, I was quite honoured that Mistress had asked me to be the victim of the day. The movie started with a couple of slaps across the cheeks, but it did not take long before the whip ripped the flesh. Canes, whips, clamps, paddles, She threw the whole shebang at me. Luncheon came with spit, smother and a severe spanking on the side. And then it was time for the grand finale: the castration scene. I don’t know why, but I dreaded it, even more so when I saw the enormous hedge shears.
Let’s wrap this up, Claire said, who was staring to get cranky. Ready? A-a-a-a-n-d ACTION!
Mistress Selene looked straight into the camera and told the would-be buyers (aka lifetime wankers) that She was going to cut off my cock and balls. She snipped the shears in the air and I screamed with fright. I wasn’t acting. Mistress laughed, opened the shears wide and placed them around my pride and joy. Claire raised Her finger, signalling that it was almost time. Seconds later Her voice slashed through the air like a pair of shears through a scrotum: A-a-a-a-n-d CUT!
SNIP!
Edward the eunuch
Let’s wrap this up, Claire said, who was staring to get cranky. Ready? A-a-a-a-n-d ACTION!
Mistress Selene looked straight into the camera and told the would-be buyers (aka lifetime wankers) that She was going to cut off my cock and balls. She snipped the shears in the air and I screamed with fright. I wasn’t acting. Mistress laughed, opened the shears wide and placed them around my pride and joy. Claire raised Her finger, signalling that it was almost time. Seconds later Her voice slashed through the air like a pair of shears through a scrotum: A-a-a-a-n-d CUT!
SNIP!
Edward the eunuch
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