Disclaimer:  I'm not a doctor, events in this story are not medically accurate, possible, sanctioned, or whatever else you insane people who think a story is real may think.  This story contains castration, anthropomorphic cir...heh, nah, I'll let you find out what's in it.  Suffice to say it's nasty and if you don't like nasty things, don't read it or Read and find out.

Four Eggs, Hold the Anesthetic
by tannim 
November 20, 2007

	"Really it's just a hobby."  Tannim said as he wheel in the cart.  "I don't have any sort of training.  I'd like to think I'm  getting better, though I so rarely get to practice."

	The dragon left the cart a few feet away from the door and light switch before taking a look around to make sure everything was in place.  The room was very clean, so clean it even smelled of disinfectant.  The tiled floor was quite shiny, like a hospital floor.  Even the lights were the same fluorescent style that hung in most such places.  In the middle of the room a large gynecological chair filled up a rather large area.  The wolf seated on it had fallen asleep after being their for some hours alone.  Rings ran up the walls ever six inches in columns all around the room.  Every other column was offset three inches with six inches separating them.  A white sink decorated the wall near a few feet from the light switch with sterilizing soap dispenser next to it.

	Val woke up at the sound of the Tannim's voice.  He kept very still and watched dragon.  Tannim had green scales over most of his body.  His belly and chest scales were more of a cream color blending in at the edges with the rest of his body scales.  The cream went halfway up his neck and thinned to a line running up the base of his muzzle as well as down his thighs stopping just short of his knees.  The lighter color went along the base and bottom of his tail and all over the membranes of his wings.  He wore nothing but glasses on his muzzle, something that made the wolf feel uneasy.

	That his paws and feet couldn't lift from the chair he was sitting in also made the wolf feel uneasy.  He wasn't sure why he was here but the wolf vividly recalled the embarrassment leading up to being there.  The humiliation he had avoided by following the dragon willingly out of the library.  Closing his eyes again as the dragon left the room he couldn't help but watch the scene over again and wish he'd done things differently.

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	Val had been sitting in the public library's computer area.  He'd chosen what he thought to be the most private with no other computers directly behind him but he hadn't thought of the water fountain on the wall.  Seeing nobody was around he went to his computer through their network and downloaded his favorite video.

	His eyes locked on the screen and his paw strayed under the table.  He jerked his eyes away from the scene just long enough to make sure nobody was around at random intervals.  On screen he watched a gorgeous non-anthro stallion's right testicle dangling out of his scrotum.  The horse expressed it's pain loudly in his mind, grunting and huffing and kicking at the hobbles around his legs.  There were no speakers, not that he would use them if there were, but he'd seen the video enough he recalled every sound made while the left side of the beast's scrotum was slit just a little and the nut squeezed out.

	The guy doing the cutting had been very careful not to damage the nuts in the video and he slapped them both as they dangled between the standing animal's legs.  Val's erection mirrored the stallion's in fullness, though not in size, while his paw pumped it rapidly.  The wolf's mouth opened, loving the sight of the animal's large nuts being pulled up and clamped.  His eyes following the stud's retracting and softening penis, the knife lifting to the  first lightly bloody testicle, the hot breath on his ear that made his muzzle jerk away from the monitor.

	"My, that does look like a hot show.  I bet the entire library'd love to watch it with you."  The dragon held up his camera phone with the video still recording of the public masturbation.

	"Wha... how.  I gotta go!"

	"Go? Sure, we'll go." Tugging the wolf out of the seat with a strong grip the dragon slapped his paw away from his cock.  "You just let that cool off and we'll have a nice trip.  Of course you could always tell everybody what you were doing and I'll let ya off nice and easy.  I'd be happy to show them too."

	"Erf... What do you want?"  The wolf looked very nervous and tried to ignore the blush under his fur.  He tried to cover himself with his paws but the dragon kept slapping them away.

	"I just want to help you get over a nasty habit.  Beating off in a library is pretty pathetic... but... if you come with me, I won't show anybody the video of it."  He turned the monitor off just as the stud was losing it's last testicle.

	The wolf worried quite a bit about having those in the library know what he had been doing.  As a young wolf of fifteen he didn't want the other to even know he was masturbating, let alone in public like he had been.  The content he didn't worry about nearly as much as the being caught and humiliated. Val swallowed  hard and brushed his tail up to hide his still rampant erection.  "Alright... don't  you dare let anybody know though!" His breath was heavy as he spoke and his body still demanded its orgasm, but with the older dragon there, he didn't dare finish off.

	It was a good 10 minutes of awkward silence and walk through the library.  He'd pulled his pants up and been led out for a drive.  The prick in his butt as he sat down made him jump but as he sat down there was nothing on his seat.  "Something stuck me!"

	"Sorry, sometimes that seat pinches"

	Val felt a bit woozy after a few minutes before passing out

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	Tannim left the room and came back with a grunting lightly drunk cat.  He had tan fur over his body with slightly cream to messy white fur on his chin running down his neck with the rest hidden by his shirt and pants.  The cat walked in on his own but his reactions were too slow to avoid the dragon slamming him against the wall.  Both eyes went wide with shock from the force and suddenness of the attack.  He didn't believe how fast the dragon seemed to move, though really it was just his slowed senses.  His wrists were bound with lengths of surgical rubber before he could even think to pull them away from the wall.

	The cat tugged with his arms before feeling his ankles trapped and bound. "What're you doing?!" Not drunk enough to slur his words but still a bit dim witted.

	The dragon stood up, having finished binding his captives ankles to the wall as he had his wrists. Strong surgical rubber tubing stretched a bit but was too short to allow and freedom of movement no matter how hard he tugged.  "I'll let you sober up a bit while I get a few things ready.  Then you can pay me back for rescuing you earlier."

	"Pay you back how?!"

	"Oh, for indulging my hobby" He gave his captive's cheek a fond slap and left the room.

	Val looked over at the cat.  "How'd he get YOU here?"

	"Huh?" The cat's eyes ran over to him, widening more to near popping out of his head at the bound nude wolf.  They were nearly the same age and even similar build.

	"How did he get his paws on you?" Val said again impatiently.

	"Well, it was... I was on the subway, going to get on the subway..."

	Nate explained how he had been waiting near the subway tracks at the edge of town.  Still a bit tipsy from the booze he'd enjoyed earlier at a friend's place.  He vaguely recalled falling onto the tracks in a sudden mad rush of passengers.  Tannim had jumped down while Nate stared into the dazzling subway light rushing towards him.  The dragon had hauled him to safety before was crushed and mangled.  They'd paused for a few pictures before he was rushed off to the dragon's home.  The whole trip over Nate was too dazed and shocked to even ask anything more than his rescuer's name.  He'd been taken into a plain home no different from all the others around it, other than the lack of a For Sale sign in the yard.

	As though he had been waiting and listening in Tannim came back in.  He smelled of disinfectant and carried two video cameras on tripods.  One he set down near the entrance showing one angle and the other he set up directly in front of his two captives.  Again talking to himself more than them.  "Thank you both for volunteering to help my with my hobby.  It's been nearly a month since I last got to play." Said after he plugged in and flipped both camera's on

	"I didn't volunteer for anything you psycho!" Val yelled. "Let me go!"

	The dragon casually pulled a rubber ball out of his sheath.  It was slightly smaller than a tennis ball and had four holes drilled through it.  He picked up some surgical rubber tubing and slapped Val hard.  The teenage wolf opened his mouth to yell and received the musky ball.  He couldn't spit it out as the dragon's tail pressed over the front of his muzzle.  Tannim's paws wrapped the rubber tubing around Val's muzzle to tightly clamp his jaws around it.  Pulled tight the tubing dug uncomfortably in sealing his jaws shut around the ball.  The taste heavy with male essence with a bit of Tannim's sexual scent wafting into the wolf's nostrils.

	"Mrrrmmho!" Nothing intelligible came from Val with the gag and he started crying openly.

	"Mmm... Do you have any complaints, Nathan?"  He asked, having noticed the cat's lack of complaint.

	Nate's head was down, his pants soaked with urine from fear and the booze he had ingested earlier.  Tears ran down his face as he looked up. "I want to go home."

	He flinched when the dragon came over to him.  "Eventually you can go home.  You'll be making music for me soon among other things shortly,  but for now, let's just concentrate on getting you out of these piss soaked pants."

	The dragon gentle unbuttoned them and slid them down to Nate's ankles.  The bindings there prevented them from coming off normally, but a scalpel from the cart made short work of them.  The cat's shirt followed the pants in being pulled up and cut off.  All the while Nate stood there, quietly accepting it.  He hoped his captor would let him off easy by cooperating. Val simply watched and tried to work his right arm free by rubbing it back and forth on the arm to try to weaken the rubber.

	Tannim held up the scalpel and looked it over.  "I may have dulled this a little.  No matter, I'm sure it'll work just as well." A quick smile up to Nate.  "And thank you for staying relaxed there.  I would hate to have cut into you by accident.  Just for that, I won't even gag you." The last part added with a laugh that left Nate ready to do worse than wet himself.

	Without waiting for any invitation the dragon grabbed Nate's heavy furred scrotum.  He pressed his muzzle firmly against it and rubbed over it.  A deep sniff and nibble with his lips.  "Very pretty... they always feel so nice, so fun to squeeze." Emphasized with a firm squeeze and tug, not hard enough to hurt even, but enough to make the cat wince before he continued.  Twisting them this way and that he stared at them "It's always hard choosing just where to start."  The dragon glanced up at Nate's mouth opening and cut him off.  "Don't speak now, it's rude to interrupt repayment for saving your life!"

	Tannim lifted the scalpel and playfully ran it down the bottom of the cat's scrotum.  The light blade cutting a very shallow line through the thin flesh, but not cutting into the sack yet.  Nate stared fearfully, a quiet gasp greeted the teasing cut.  It stung just like a paper cut and was nearly as deep, but the dragon wasn't finished.  He let go of Nate's nuts to pull open the cat's sheath with two claws dug into the slit at the tip.  "You cats are always so disappointing in there."  He enjoyed the pained look on Nate's face from his claws in the soft feline sheath flesh.  "But at least you're not disappointing just an inch or two lower.  However... Since you ARE so disappointing.  I'll make sure everybody knows what you are ... gifted... with".  Said with a snicker.

	The cat's whine grew louder, the dull claws were quite painful on the sensitive inner flesh. Nate clenched his eyes shut, not wanting to see the scalpel moving again.  He felt a cold sensation at the top of his sheath and then jerked in agony as it turned into a ripping stabbing pain. Nate bit his lip and then cried loudly. "Stop it! STOP It! STOPPP ITTTT!"  His eyes jerked open to see his sheath cut from tip to middle on the left side.  The dragon had stopped in mid saw motion with the scalpel and was looking up at him.

	"I did tell you to not speak didn't I?"  Tannim glanced at Val, who had been watching intently.  "He's not too good at following orders is he?"  Turning back the dragon went back to cutting the soft feline prepuce.

	A high pitched squeal of agony rose from the cat's throat, his arms and legs jerked at the rubber tubing holding them.  Each band stretched just a couple inches before dragging back at his limbs and smacking them into the wall.  The pain built quickly, turning the squeal into choking sobs .  Each little cut, and Tannim made sure to only make little cuts, brought a lovely agonized pitch variation to the cat's singing.  The dragon looked up into the cat's face and loved the grimace of pain painted all over them.  The wide eyes looking more bloodshot.  He looked down at his work, just over halfway down one side.  A quick pause to pull the flap of protective flesh down and the limp feline sex meat was exposed partially.  "Hurts..." Said through clenched jaws.

	Tannim was quite amazed that the cat hadn't screamed yet, he didn't mind really, it would come eventually and he did love the anticipation.  The teenage cat's tears ran down his cheek fur and dripped onto his abuser's wrist.  A flick of his wrist severed the base of the cat's sheath and stabbed into his thigh just a bit further along.  A smile grew on Tannim's muzzle.  A scream had finally echoed around the room.

	The dragon sighed happily and leaned down to lightly bite the cat's scrotum. His sharp teeth dug in but didn't penetrate.  He loved the way his toy shook, the trickle of blood from the cutting.  Each pained jerk only made the teeth drag roughly around the nut they held.  Not wanting to really damage the feline nugget he let it out and gripped the half cut off sheath.  A glance back to Val and licked his lips. "I bet you've never thought of being circumcised." Both of the dragon's eyes roved down the lounging bound wolf's body to the stiff throbbing arousal Val couldn't hide.  "And I see you like the idea.  Such a sadistic little puppy.  Getting off to such things is filthy!"

	Val looked away but his eyes were drawn back by Tannim's sudden movement.  A quick shift had let the dragon's full erection swing into view.  Dark colored, not quite black, flesh.  Thick veins, a thicker urethral tube visible along the front, the head wider with a raised urethra.  The medial ring near the middle made Val think 'horse cock' and he was right.  It looked exactly like one.  A little shorter at fifteen inches long and not quite as thick as the large animals shafts but otherwise the same shape.  Even the dragon's scrotum and testicles looked the same basic shape as all those he had seen in pictures and videos.  "Too bad you're just a little puppy toy for me, I bet you'd love to join in the fun wouldn't you?  Yes... but I don't like to share. Well, maybe I'll share SOMETHING later." He ran a paw from his his glans down his shaft and back up twice before the ragged deep inhalation from his victim drew both pairs of eyes.

	Nate was bleeding a good bit from his cut sheath.  He was crying quietly.  The pain heavy but he still had a little alcohol in him dampening it just a bit.  Having heard what his captor had said to Val he felt even more scared, amplifying his pain.  His belly was taught from the groin surgery.  He glanced to the cart and back, trying not to think of what the jar on it was for.  He squealed loudly at the sudden yank and terrible cutting feeling as the dragon finished circumcising him with a hard fast slash of the dulled scalpel.  The squeal turned into shaking sobs, the cat's hips and thighs dancing beautifully in front of the sadistic dragon.  Nate tried not to look at the ugly bloody mess between his legs instead he stared at Val, trying even harder not to see what his captor was doing with what he had taken.

	Tannim set the severed sheath on his own muzzle and sniffed deep as he hurried to the cart.  The cat's sexual musk was quite strong on it. He tilted his head and let the excised cock's pouch fall into the jar.  A smirk formed on his face, the prepuce fell onto the edge of the jar raw side down giving the clear pyrex jar a cute furry bump.  Nate's pained whimpers drove him back to his work.  The dragon picked up the clamp and thread with suture and hurried back over.  His tail grabbed a pack of caustic's and rags on the way.

	Setting everything down carefully clamped both sides of the cat's former sheath.  The clamping drew a drawn out yowl.  "This part is easy, don't worry little cat." He wiped the majority of the blood from the cat's crotch and quickly went to work.  The suture slid through the cat's flesh easily.  A quick loop to start the knot and down a bit he went.  The cat's chocked sobs grew more desperate, drawing a shiver of pleasure from his captor.

	Tannim pressed his muzzle forward and roughly drug his tongue up the small feline penis.  A few licks had it standing up at it's full 2 inches. He snorted with disgusted amusement and went back to work.  His claws worked like pliers to hold the needle and tug it through the soft sex meat.  His singer had gone to quiet for the most part, letting out agonized moans.  The dragon ran a claw along the open sheath area circling the cat's pathetic semi-hard.

	"Mmmm... no more teasing the guys when you go out for them with a big sheath and balls with this thing.  They'll know just what you have to offer." Tannim punctuated the last word with a harsh stab of the needle that made his toy buck against his bonds and struggle for breath. At the last loop down the first side with the stitches he pauses and smiles.  "Seems I forgot to cauterize first... I should have watched that show again first."  He left the final stitch unfinished and picked up the caustic.  A quick dabbing with the silver nitrate coated stick and the last bit of alcohol left in him couldn't cover anymore.  Nate produced a sweet powerfully erotic song.

	His captor rubbed his own shaft firmly while listening.  The cat's little bit flopped about with his hips in a sweet teasing dance to entice his captor.  Tannim's rubbing made his cauterizing less accurate with harsher jabs but he did it to both sides of the excised sheath.  Poking around the stitches made Nate bang his head back against the wall to distract from the pain down there.

	Two fingers around his erection drew Nate's pain fogged attention.  A thumb joined in, rubbing around his tip over the unraised hair spines there.  The cat looked back down to see the dragon massaging his raw exposed penis.  His rapid desperate breathing didn't slow at all while he was rubbed there.  His pain from the circumcision didn't ease either.  His body responded anyway.  Stiffening that little male organ into the teasing fingers.  Nate's pained noises subsided a bit to loud labored breathing and Tannim nodded and thought to himself 'Almost ready for the fun part'.

	The dragon stopped rubbing and quickly sewed the other side of Nate's sheath shut.  Nate was disappointingly quiet through the second side's stitching but his captor wasn't upset.  There was plenty to do still. With the cauterized wounds fully stitched together Tannim pulled the clamps off and rubbed again at the little cocklet jutting between his toy's legs.

	He looked back at Val, happy to see the wolf's belly and erection shining with drooling precum.  He loved how much canines produced when aroused.  They made more pre-seed than they did semen and it was always cute how little control they had over it.  Val had enjoyed his fellow captive's pain and even more so the modification to his body.  The dragon flexed his groin and turned away from his wolf toy back to his current project.

	After seeing the cat's erection filling out fully and the spines lifting, Tannim slowed his rubbing before looking up into his toy's eyes.  Those eyes had eased and looked less pained though not too much.  "That wasn't so bad was it?" Cutting into Nate's pain and arousal fogged thoughts.

	"... P... lease ll..et me go!  Don'...t hurt me.  Hurts..." Tears starting fresh at his choked response. His breathing stuttered suddenly.  Tannim's left paw had let go of his little cock and gripped his scrotum harshly.  The scalpel flashed in the light as it was brought up to lightly run along the paper cut thin slice that had been made earlier.

	"Mmm... yes, It DOES hurt doesn't it?" the dragon squeezed harder, at first squeezing the cat's testis together but then moving his grip so they were roughly squeezed into the bottom of his pouch.  The lightly fuzzed scrotum bulged and darkened. A choked whine built in Nate's throat and drooled out of his mouth as it opened slightly in response to the building hurt.

	Tannim raised himself up slightly and rubbed his full cocktip around the base of Nate's bulging sack.  The dollop of clear lube on the tip washed the feline fuzz there.  He loved how big the cat's orbs looked outlined in their home when squeezed.  All testicles looked so much bigger squeezed into the bottom like that, but he kept the pressure up.  His grip tightened and his eyes focused on that papercut slice he had put in the bottom.  As the dragon squeezed he pulled harshly up on them stretching Nate's genitals away from his groin by a couple inches.

	The tired cat could only hang his head and cry, too tired to let that relatively minor discomfort register a real response.  His balls ached as though they had been kicked but it was nothing worse than anything the bullies at school had done to him.  He could feel the tension in his pouch building as the squeezing paw forced his jewel harder into the bottom.  A sudden release in pressure brought his head up a bit to focus on them.  Both eyes focused just in time to see Tannim's open paw slam into his balls.

	The  dragon pulled his paw back and slapped them again.  He loved the feeling of them pressed against palm  where he could feel each individual nut's outline.  Sever more lingering hard slaps followed.  Each slap bringing a pained wince or grunt from their owner.  Nate's pleading "Stop" was ignored despite his captor stopping just after he said it.  A quick nuzzle to feel how hot they were and the dragon increased his squeezing on them again.

	Both feline nuggets were cool in their sack after being held away from their body for a while.  Tannim's paw was at the top squeezing them into the bottom didn't provide enough heat to fully warm them while he worked them over.  The scalpel appeared in his other paw again, another barely perceptible slice through Nate's scrotum between the jewels no deeper than the shallowest of paper cuts and suddenly their owner screamed again.

	Tannim couldn't pull his eyes away from the cat's pride in his cruelly squeezing grip.  Behind him Val struggled to get a better view from his restricted position.  Nate's wide eyes seemed to echo his agonized outburst, he watched with his tormentor as the center of his scrotum's taught flesh ripped along the thin slice that had been cut into him like a grape squeezed until it burst.  A pretty white and purple testicle squirted out and hung down.  It's twin, slightly larger, followed it to hang limp against the dragon's palm.

	Nate thrashed violently against his bonds.  While he had been still through most of his abuse, the new agony of his sensitive jewels being exposed set him into motion.  No matter how much he tugged however he didn't move more than an inch for any limb.  His mind refused to let him know at first what the pretty white things with the lovely purple squiggles running over them were.  It couldn't keep lying to him when the dragon dropped the scalpel, gripped both objects, and used his other paw to push his open scrotum up to his groin.  The tough cords connecting them to his groin were wide with connective tissue thick in some areas and softer tissue thick in others.

	Tannim held them up, one in each paw and licked them clean.  The little blood that had got on them from the splitting was easily removed leaving them a lovely pristine white with thin purple lightning fork-like lines visible along the sides and curving squiggly lines along the front.  He lay them on his muzzle and gentle drug them down it loving the sounds his toy made.  His smooth scales made a squeak from their rubbery slightly moist sides dragging relentlessly along them. A glance at Val showed the wolf drooling and more aroused than he'd ever been.

	Tannim smiled and mopped up some blood from the cat's scrotum with another clean cloth.  He stuffed it in the wound to clean up inside as well as to stop the bleeding for a moment.  Letting go of both balls the dragon delighted in watching them slap their owner's furry thighs. The short cat fur poked and irritated them while the looser hairs stuck to them.

	Nate bawled in choked tired semi-silence.  His voice nearly given out from the over straining of his vocal cords as well as from the overly agonizing stimulation of un-anesthetized surgery on very sensitive areas of his anatomy.  The cat barely managed a yelp when his captor used another caustic to cauterize the scrotal split.  The pain of the cautery was nothing compared to the original splitting.  A burning from air wafting across  his exposed testicles as well as his own fur poking against them made him feel glad of the warm smooth scaled paw suddenly wrapping around them again.

	Tannim's fingers parted the twin eggs and he stood up. His own balls pressing their protective pouch against the bare cat bits, his erection rubbed up along Nate's belly.  "Mmm, they certainly are warm"  He loved the occasional pain noise that escaped his toy's choked throat.  After so much abuse the cat didn't make too much real noise.

	Each sobbing coughing and desperately drawn in breath raggedly whistles through his clenched teeth.  Nate didn't plea, he didn't ask it to stop anymore.  His mind didn't even think of saying anything.  The novelty of the agony was mostly gone but watching what was happening to him kept him morbidly fascinated.  His mind still wouldn't fully accept it but he could see the blurry exposed penis and parts he had been so proud of being played with like little balls on a string.  The erection against his belly was a welcome distraction from his tormented genitals.  But it was swiftly pulled away.  His abuser, his rescuer, slapped both bare nuts before leaving the room.

	Tannim was only gone some seconds with something he'd prepared earlier.  He found Nate with his head down crying openly.  Without his presence the cat had given in to the pain and broken down, even little time his captor was away.  Setting down a plate with a hot soldering iron on top of it, he crouched down.  The dragon slapped Nate with his tail to get his attention.  "Pay attention toy, this is the part we've been waiting for." Sounding excited, but not putting any real emphasis on it beyond a slight sigh of enjoyment at the end.

	"For the first half, I'm going to make a snack.  I don't think you'll mind too much will you... for somebody who saved your life?"  Nate made a dull whine and behind Tannim Val made himself known with a vigorous scrabbling to try to get a better view again.  The dragon shifted slightly out of the way, laughing quietly as he gave the poor bound wolf a view of his fantasy.

	Tannim gently squeezed the cord on the right testicle and, while holding that nut with his other paw, pulled the loose bits of cord up to Nate's groin.  Four times he worked off the loose cord covering before letting go and retrieving the scalpel.  Placing the blade on the cord carefully he scraped along it with the semi-dull edge.  He didn't cut it, just scraped it along, scratching off a very thin layer surface tissue.  All around cord he drug it, blood welled up slowly and made it a bit messy.

	Nate trembled in agony.  His muzzle drooling.  He wanted it to stop, and as he thought it  repeatedly and desperately to himself, it did stop.  Tannim had the soldering iron in his paw when Nate looked again.  His tears ran down his cheeks to drip onto the floor.  A quick movement from the dragon showed how hot the iron was, he raised it up under the tear stream.  There was a stink of singed fur as he held it a little too close while catching the tear but didn't do any real damage or hurt the cat.

	While Nate was focusing on the soldering iron a new experience hit him, his captor massaging a salt, pepper, and seasoning paste onto his right nut's cord.  He coated only a little bit really, as the cords weren't very long, but it was more than enough to bring Nate to a new world of agony.  His master's obvious enjoyment of his pain made the involuntary squealing and sharp cries that much worse in his near broken mind.  The soldering iron dropped, his eyes with it, as it moved to his tortured genitals.

	Tannim wiped his paw off with a moist towel and gripped the right testie carefully.  His seasoning had left a space of clean cord between seasoning and testicle so he wouldn't damage the male egg.  As cord and hot metal met there was a nasty hissing.  The salt in the paste had drawn some moisture out of the cord to the surface with the small amount of blood left.  Back and forth with careful quick strokes the cord was cooked.  Never in one place long the iron left a fiery agony that made the cat's head and body thrash madly.

	Nate's toes dug their claws into the hard tile floor so tautly they left furrows.  He tried to smack his head against the wall again but his captor's long tail swished around and pressed against the back of the cat's head to keep him from doing himself harm.  The cooking lasted more than a minute, his thrashing lasted only about half that.  He just didn't have the energy left.  Instead his bladder released the last of its contents.  His still stiff exposed penis sent the golden flow out in a weak dribble that stung his cauterized sheath wound.  It followed the leg cleavage away from his testicles so his tormentor wasn't at all upset.

	The cooking finished when Tannim pushed held the testicle taut and left the iron in one place near his toy's groin.  The burning grew worse as the metal burnt completely through and the feline jewel came away cleanly.  The dragon stood up and held it in front of the limp trembling form of its former body.  He held the nut between two fingers so it was mostly visible. The dark cooked cord stiff and swinging from the raw bit of cord next to the nut.  Tannim forced a kiss onto Nate's shocked lips before hanging the cord over his muzzle like a noodle and biting it clean off.  Chewing with a pleased expression he deposited the egg on the cart in the clear jar.

	"Mmm... That's one.  Now for the other."

	"Nnyyyaannnng" Was all Nate could respond with.  The pain still there despite the testicle no longer connecting to him.  He shook his head weakly.  The blurred vision only just making out the two clamps in his savior's paws.  The were simple metal surgical clamps, thought to the cat's tortured mind they were far more evil looking.

	Tannim crouched again and clamped the first as far up the cord close to Nate's body as he could.  The second he clamped just behind the nut.  He smiled up at Nate.  "I hope you'll sing again for this.  I know you're tired... this is the last one I promise."  Holding the first clamp near the feline groin in his left paw he simply turned the other clamp with his right.  Turn after turn.

	Nate braced himself as well as his pain wracked body would let him.  It hurt so badly before he expected worse from this new one.  His mind was creating more pain for himself than the dragon.  As he watched he tried hard to say "Stop it, please!", repeatedly.  The mumblings grew louder, but for a while, the pain was minimal while his captor kept going, turn after turn.

	Tannim's tail curled around his own erection and lightly constricted it.  He was too horny after what he had done so far but didn't want to stop yet to work it out.  Inspired by an advertisement he kept turning.  The torsion built and beautiful twisted lines formed in the cat's cord.  They ran from one clamp to the other, while with each turn Nate's testicle flopped about behind the clamp without any twisting to make it taut.

	His tongue slid out to moisten his scaly lips, the building suspense of how well manual testicular torsion would work kept him almost as tight would as his victim.  Turn after turn, the testie flopped about.  Turn after turn the cord wound up and he found himself having to apply more of a pulling pressure to the clamp near that testicle to keep the cord from curling around itself.  Turn after Turn he found himself letting the cord curl only to pull it back and repeat to watch it happen.  Turn after turn found Nate making much more noise.

	The first dull pain of the procedure built to rival that of the cooking.  His choking sobs shook his chest while again struggling to breath.  His belly was a drum from pain building up steadily.  There was no variation in pain levels.  It started slow and built and built.  A high pitch whine escaped his throat from deep inside.  Drool ran down his chin as turn after turn built.  The dragon playing with his cord only made it worse.

	Tannim found it very difficult to turn after a while.  The clamp felt like it was about to slip constantly and he had to use his muzzle to brace the clamp to let himself get a better grip.  Pulling the two clamps closer together he took a deep breath and yanked, hard.  The heavily torsioned cat flesh snapped with a surprisingly loud noise.  He looked down at the flayed end of Nate's left spermatic cord.  The cord was still attached by a few strands of tissue.

	Letting go of the clamp with his left paw he gently traced a strand.  He saw the muscles spasming all over his cat's body.  The touch to the strand made the pitiful creature almost laugh in agony.  The trauma and shock he'd endured leaving no room for any real reaction anymore.  Tannim pulled Nate's last jewel slowly away from him.  The strands became taut and one by one the tore and snapped.  With just one left he ran two fingers over it in a similar motion to how he had masturbated Nate before.  Masturbating the strand took a few seconds but at last the friction destroyed it.  His victim was fully castrated.

	Like it's slightly larger twin the left nut was dropped into the jar on the cart.  The dragon enjoyed Nate considerably but having finished with him he turned his attention to Val laying on the special chair fully exposed and covered in a generous dosing of his own watery pre-seed.  The wolf's eyes were wide, his knot fully expanded.  He looked ready to orgasm from just watching his fantasy happen.  To see a male fully unmanned without his consent had been everything he'd hoped.  At least he thought it was, but seeing the dragon moving over to him after washing his paws in the sink and bringing his equipment over to the table he lay on diminished his enthusiasm.

	The dragon's full equine shaped cock and low hanging balls made Val fantasize about doing the same thing to Tannim that he had just watched be done to Nate.  The fantasy was the only thing that kept him from wetting himself in fear as that dragon's muzzle dipped down to slurp Val's erection into his mouth.  After the show he'd watched he was very close.  It took very little to draw him back to the edge. Even with, or especially with, the fear he felt.  Inside Tannim's mouth the hard wolf shaft was bathed in lavish attention from a very eager long tongue.

	Val panted heavily.  So much stimulation without anything touching his erection during the shocking display of unwilling genital modification followed by skilled oral attention was overwhelming.  A quick glance at Nate showed the cat hanging limp and making only quiet pained groans.  He looked shocked, and probably was, Val realized through his building pleasure.  When a paw gripped his knot firmly he jerked his gaze back to his captor.  The squeezing felt wonderful, the cooling precum on his belly reminded him of what he had watched.  He had always loved having his knot squeezed while jerking off and somebody else doing it felt amazing.  His gaze drifted repeatedly away from Tannim's muzzle bobbing and sucking him to the jar with the two white and purple testicles laying in the jar.  His eyes drooped, his hips hunched up, the long reptilian tongue curled around the shaft just above his knot and constricted before dragging back into its owner's mouth without releasing the coils first.

	Tannim grinned to himself, the young wolf was so easy.  He decided to be "nice" this time and give his pet his relief.  Sucking harder, hard enough to make saliva whistle around his scaled lips as air slipped in, he bobbed his head faster.  His grip tightened around Val's knot. Tugging it firmly like a bitch trying to pull off.  He could hear the ragged breathing and feel the buildup.  Feel the swelling of the canine shaft in his mouth and he could feel the powerful jets of semen splattering against the roof of his mouth.  Both eyes narrowed while watching  the wolf stiffly clutch the chair he was bound and spread on as he drained that pent up lust.

	The orgasm didn't last more than a few seconds, but Val couldn't recall ever hitting it so hard.  His penis ached wonderfully, the paw gripping his knot, keeping that orgasmic sensation going longer until it suddenly pulled away and the mouth slid off.  The cool air on his moist shaft drew a shiver.  The dragon's expression and the scalpel he was holding drew a shudder.

	With the gag in his mouth Val couldn't make any intelligible words.  He could only shake his head no.  Tannim gave his balls a pat before he roughly hooked a finger into Val's sheath and pulled it away  from his groin.  "I've never seen a circumcised wolf before... I bet it would look pretty.  That sexy stiff length of yours flopping about as you walk free for everybody to see.  Mmm... that does sound fun.  No, don't say anything, I know you agree with me.  I've heard enough music for now.  I think silence is good."

	He leaned his muzzle over Val's head and let a catch of the wolf's own semen dribble out of his muzzle onto his gag.  The whiffle holes in the ball let some of it drool onto his tongue.  His master wiped his muzzle off and turned his attention back to the more interesting parts.  Leaving Val to worry about his beloved male parts while trying to keep down the terror of what he knew would happen.

	Tannim pushed his finger deeper down Val's  sheath, painfully scratching at the very bottom with his claw.  Pushing hard suddenly he forced the claw tip through the sheath middle of the bottom where it connected to the cat's body.  A quick pull to the protective flesh with his other hand showed how long his toy soft covering was.

	"My, a 5 inch long sheath.  Very impressive for such a young pup."  He loved the tensing of the muscles from the sharp piercing pain he had given.  Twice more he punctured the wolf's soft tube, once to the left of the hole in the middle of the sheath base, the other to the right.  The three holes clearly showed the boundaries of the soft warm cover where it was safe to draw the circumcision to.  The claw looking a bit redder as blood welled up around it from each hole on the far left and right inner sides.  Satisfied with the markings for the base and where to cut he firmly grasped Val's still full cock with one paw and started to  force the sheath back up the knot.

	Forcing the soft tissue to stretch so much around a full knot was very painful, Val discovered.  He snarled at his tormentor as the pain built and tried to kick his legs.  Nothing helped.  The pain built until he felt his sheath slit tear and tears built in his eyes.  He leaned forward tugging at the rubber then slumped back as his protective bit slid over his fully engorged length.  "No, don't hurt me like you hurt him!" he screamed into the gag.  It came out as mumbled nonsense that was easily ignored.  He turned his head, unwilling to watch the scalpel descending towards the bit of skin connecting his sheath to his belly.

	The first touch drew a shiver, the cut shallow, just slightly deeper than a paper cut.  The bit of flesh connecting belly to sheath felt cold at first but as the playful torturer continued with more pressure the scalpel felt like it was on fire.  Tannim pushed for only a second each time, sawing back and forth despite the razor edge not needing it.  He loved the agonized whine that built in Val's throat from the rapidly mounting pain the sawing created.  Down sawing a second, back up to watch him squirm.  The strip of skin connecting his sheath to his belly was a nice 3 inches long before the sheath actually joined the belly.  Nate's had been almost fully connected with very little free and hanging.

	Tannim paused when he reached the belly connection, taking his time to watch Val crying heavily.  His toy's eyes were tight shut and he wondered how long the wolf could keep them that way.  Wasting so much energy so early meant he'd have a harder time not watching during the more intimate parts.  The dragon curled his tail around his erection again, it was demanding attention after all the arousing activity.  He licked his lips as the whine broke into a sobbing gasp for air.  The whistling through the whiffle holes and the wolf's nostrils told him it was time to continue.

	During the pause he watched the pain wracked wolf's erection rapidly diminish.  Tannim playfully tugged at the cut tube of sheath, squeezing the bleeding lightly furred skin and rubbing it up and down the semi-soft penis.  Cute high pitched pained gasps escaped past the gag, tears ran down Val's eyes.  It hurt so much.

	Noticing the blood getting a bit heavy Tannim paused and, after drying his paws and wiping up Val's belly with another few clean rags, cauterized the cuts with the caustics.  He was much more pleased with this toy's response to them than he had been with Nate.  The wolf actually yanked at his bindings as the silver nitrate stung cruelly as it did its work.  He was so cute with legs managing to stretch the rubber nearly 2 inches before snapping back as his strength gave out.

	Tannim sealed the wound on the sheath itself before the area where it had connected to the belly.  Each caustic pressed and scraped over the somewhat jagged edges of the wounds much more roughly than recommended.  With the three inch tube held in one paw still he pulled it firmly while the teenager struggled.

	After a few moments he was rewarded with Val tearing it himself a bit at the belly join which made him stop immediately to try to clench his legs together protectively.  Frustrated sobs came from his throat, sobs that became squeals when his captor went back to work.  Three inches of drooping hollow cock cover hung limp a bit to right from tearing on the left side and that was where the cutting began again.  The terrible burning, penetrating agony grew and leveled off again.  His formerly clenched shut eyes watched in morbid  fascination as his sheath drooped further and  further to the right as more of his penis was exposed.

	Using the same method for cutting as before he left jagged edges and loose bits of cut tissue.  Cut after cut, tiny bits being sliced at a time to maximize the agony from the length he had to go through, the first side was finally cut.  This time the dragon Stopped there to cauterize instead of letting his toy bleed freely.  There was a lot more flesh with this one with too much chance of excessive blood loss.  Of course he loved the high pitched noises that the caustics brought.  Val had a nice voice for singing that special song only a male being unmanned could make.

	Peeling back Val's sheath he leaned over his pain toy and licked the raw inside skin that had previously only known the touch of a wolf's penis.  The dragon's long tong rand down to the root, slid out of the center hole once and back up to slide out of the three inch tube at the tip.  It didn't hurt Val at all, but it didn't feel especially good either with the pain overriding it.  Inside it tasted just like the boy's  shaft, though a bit more tangy from the remaining blood.

	Tannim drug a finger firmly down the exposed raw cock base and watched the dark cock meat lighten in color along the path his finger traveled before the blood inside moved back to its normal position and color darkened again.  He looked down at his own erection, swollen, leaking, and needy and reveled in the lust he felt.  His tail still lightly constricted around the swollen rod but his hobby drew his attention again with a heavy pained stuttering sigh.  Giving the wolf's penis a pat he picked up the scalpel again and positioned it to cut the other side.  He just cut in when he noticed what he had felt while patting Val's canine maleness.

	A chuckle escaped him and he went back to cutting, longer cuts with the same sawing motion.  Working through that side in much less time than he took for the other side, he drooled about the new additional modification he had just decided upon, and couldn't wait to try.  The flap of skin flopped over the lupine pouch nestled between Val's legs.  Tannim looked up into the tear blurred eyes and gently played with that flap.  "It really is quite nice.  I think it'll make a nice decoration.  I don't think you'll be worried too much about that in a minute though." A few slow, careful slices through the base and the teenager was fully circumcised. 

	Val's lower jaw trembled.  His gag allowed the copious drool to run down it along his neck and onto the chair he lay on.  He'd never imagined how badly his body could hurt.  How that area that had always felt so wonderful to rub could hurt so much. When his tormentor took his excised sheath to the jar with the other and set it down on the opposite side he didn't watch.  His eyes remained riveted in horrified fascinated shock on the denuded area around his penis.  Raw and bloody, the cautery having not made it any prettier to his eyes despite stopping the bleeding overall.  The boy's eyes followed a bead of blood as it welled up slowly where the flesh had ripped from his struggles and slid down his leg crease down along his buttocks.  

	Tannim brought him out of his shock with a hard smack to his testicles.  Val's eyes jerked up to look at those of the dragon.  He saw no pity in them, only enjoyment.  He shivered from more than the pain.  The sick feeling in his gut from the slap was nothing compared to the sinking feeling inside from the sudden grip to his penis and especially from the fingers rubbing along it tracing something inside.

	Probing fingers suddenly stopped and a small sting made Val yelp loudly.  The dragon's paw had flashed the scalpel down and made a shallow cut a half inch below the wolf's cocktip.  He probed again and felt the bone inside.  Having never seen a penis bone he was quite interested in it, as well as knowing how badly it would hurt to remove it.

	With how heavy the blood was from the first shallow cut Tannim made the next cuts very carefully.  Slender downward angled cuts, avoiding the large veins that were visible he dug in until he felt the blade hit something hard.  Seeing the heavy blood flow he know the caustics were useless.  He picked up the still hot soldering iron, a bit of seasoning blackened to char on it, and slid it into the slender slit he had carved.  Val's gag did nothing to silence the deafening shriek that the searing metal in such sensitive areas produced.

	The dragon held it for ten seconds to make sure the bleeders were well sealed and admired the new hole.  He gently worked a claw down and felt the slender baculum.  With a careless air about him he looked up to the wolf's wide eyed face and pushed down on his completely flaccid penis.  Soft flesh gave way grudgingly.  Since he was still somewhat young the bone wasn't quite as fully developed.  The ridges it would normally have to prevent sliding were there, but not as jagged.  It started off slender but widened to the size of the hole he'd carved while Val clawed madly at the chair.  Padding shredded and fell to the floor but didn't help him get away from the agony.

	Exposing what he expected was close to half of the bone, Tannim gripped the base of the boy's limp penis with one paw, dried and then  gripped the bone with the other, and jerked hard on the bone.  Another lovely squeal escaped Val, though broken after a few seconds with choked sobbing, and the bone came loose with a sickening pop sound.  Twisting, tugging, plunging up and down finally rewarded the dragon with a pretty penis bone.

	Tannim showed it to it's former owner, and set it on Val's chest.  "You can play fetch with this later..." He scratched the wolf's chest fur lightly, before squeezing the penis tightly.  Knowing he had to finish one chore before getting to what he was really after, he picked up the needle.  Suturing the little hole closed first he followed that up with stitches to close the wounds where Val's sheath had been.  The lack of reaction to the stitches was disappointing but expected.  Such relatively minor pain compared to such major agony would have lost any novelty it would otherwise have had.  Wiping the boy off with some sterile rags he admired his work for but a moment before licking his lips.

	Tannim's eyes had wandered to those cute canine orbs hidden in their pretty pouch, but seeing the wolf trembling near broken on the chair he sighed and scrubbed the boy's fur a bit better.  He wanted his toy to calm down a bit before working those lovely bits over and off.  Scaled paws ran a new dampened rag over Val's raw exposed and very limp penis gently.  The water soothing it a bit since it was not used to being exposed to air so much.  The cleaning only took a couple minutes and sparing Nate a few glances to see how he was doing the dragon made sure the wolf fur was presentable.  Nate simply stared dumbly back at him. His mouth open somewhat in a silent cry while he otherwise hung limply in his bonds not really reacting to what was happening to the other young male in the room.

	Val's pained noises grew quieter and, after another few minutes, he regained enough thought to look around.  He had felt the cleaning, the damp rag feeling somewhat nice despite rubbing the raw cut flesh.  A quick glance over to Nate was changed to his captor as he caught movement by the cart, the dragon pulled a good size clamp off a hook on the back.  Fear built in his chest, and excitement.  He recognized a burdizzo when he saw one after the videos he had watched.  His fantasies of holding one and crushing some screaming animal came back to him while the dragon walked back over, the clamp in one hand and two thick clear two inch by one inch by one quarter inch plates in the other.  Not recognizing the plates didn't matter to the wolf.  He knew they were going to be terrible and feared them as much as the clamp.

	"I know these may be too common... but I am a fan of them.  They are quite entertaining to use.  Especially when used a bit more creatively" The dragon explained casually as he set up.  The plates and clamp were set onto the chair between his toy's legs and enjoyed the way the whole chair vibrated from fear.  His left paw gripped Val's scrotum lightly, and fondly stroked it with the other.   "Such soft skin here.  It would be a shame to mar the pretty thing.  I think I'll cut it  more discretely than our feline friend's." The scalpel shined suddenly as it was picked up.

	With his grip tightening around the pretty wolf sack Tannim twisted his hand so that Val's pouch  pulled up towards his denuded penis and the back was exposed along with the base of his cute back hole.  A harsh jerk drew a muffled yelp from the captive male but didn't expose anymore flesh than was already available.  It did let his fingers shift position without  letting up the tension though.  Between his two furthest fingers an expanse of scrotum was easily accessible and the scalpel pressed down to it.  A careful repeated slicing followed next.

	Like Nate's initial process the first few cuts were paper thin.  The blade was somewhat sharper than it had been as he had decided not to use the same scalpel but it still felt like a nasty paper cut.  Slice after slice, along the back of the scrotum following his scrotal seam.  It finally bled a little and he cut just a tiny bit deeper to expose the interior and it's contents.  A satisfied sigh came from the dragon, a pitiful whine rose up from his captive.  The cutting had hurt, but not too badly compared to what had happened already, even with a careful enlarging of the hole.

	Tannim was careful not to cut the testicles as he wanted them whole.  When he felt the hole was wide enough he carefully pushed a finger in and touched Val's right nut.  The teen jerked at invasive sensation and stayed stiff while his captor pushed from the outside to work that gem out without widening the slit at all.   Repeating the process with the other nut he had his toy helpless and fully exposed.  He took both testis in his paw and squeezed them fondly before pulling them taught.

	Val watched through heavily teary eyes.  He shook his head to fling the tears away but  they welled up again almost as soon as he did.  Recognition of what his torturer was doing dawned on him as he watched the dragon squeezing the cords and pushing excess loose tissue back up to his groin so nothing important that might have come out with them was risked.  His claws dug deeper into the chair cushion, the clamp had been picked up and opened.  He watched in horrified fascination as it was placed just a tiny bit above the thickest area of connective cord on his testicle.  The cold metal felt like it was fire as it burnt.  A sensation that, while it lasted but a few moments, made Val's throat go dry.  He swallowed constantly trying to get the lump of fear down.  Both eyes shot open wide as the clamp slowly closed.

	A sigh of pleasure escaped Tannim's muzzle.  His captive's body arched so beautifully while the clamp slowly crushed his spermatic cord.  The pressure required to crush it without the scrotum in the way proved much less than crushing while inside that sack.  He rather liked the way the cord on both sides of the clamps thick head swelled and the nice crunching noise.  The noise blended sweetly with the deep gagging and choking of extreme pain that the young wolf sung out from it.  He closed the clamp nearly all the way.  It was quite entertaining the way Val's body tried to curl up.  His knees bent slightly, and his legs even stretched the rubber around his ankles three inches.  Chest pushed up a few inches as well but the rubber won out in the end and as the dragon released the clamp, after holding it for only ten seconds, the miserable wolf collapsed back down in stuttering sobs.

	Eyes staring at the ceiling, Val couldn't even think of anything beyond the agony still raging between his legs.  Even the touch of the clamp, just an inch above where it had first closed, didn't register, until it closed.  His eyes rolled up, his back and legs again jerked upwards.  A keening wail ripped  from his throat past the gag with ease to mix with the sweet soft crunch of the cord's walls being destroyed and crushed.

	Tannim had to use both paws to use the burdizzo, leaving Val's other testicle to flop about on its cord with the jerks and agonized  motions of it's body.  He was having a wonderful time and knew he wouldn't last long if he were to fuck one of those tight rears in his current state.  He also knew he didn't want to stop, the immense arousal and lust feeling so good despite the ache in his cock from it.  A quick release and his toy again dropped to the chair trembling.  Taking a deep breath himself he set up for the third and final crush above the first two.  He could have moved on, but watching that agony his clamp caused and the movements with it were too much to let go with just two.

	Val didn't see anything but bright white.  The blinding flashes from torment in his groin had his eye whites bloodshot.  This time he felt the clamp, the novelty had worn off a bit, the pain hadn't.  Again it bit in, this time he was too weak to curl up.  His body simple flopped about in spasms.  Tears ran down in rivulets down his cheek ruffs.  The sick crunching reached his sensitive ears and he felt so sick inside he couldn't  believe he hadn't thrown up.  His master seemed disappointed by the much reduced response, until the welling whining scream slowly built and escaped his victim's throat.  The gag did nothing to stop it other than add some wet undertones to it's depth.

	The clamp released, his master ran his fingers along the ribbed spermatic cord and chuckled.  No blood would be lost cutting THAT cord.  The last crush he had pushed down hard and the cord was thinner than paper there.  He lightly touched it with the scalpel to cut it off.  Again he held up part of a toy's anatomy for that toy to see.  He had to tap Val's nose with it and run it over the wolf's drooling tongue as it hung out his mouth to get the boy to look.  The look of horror was sweet to him before he set it in the jar with the other two.  He came back holding a C-Clamp.  "Almost done, Val.  This next one will be more fun to watch."

	After he carefully stuffed what remained of the first cord into Val's sack Tannim picked up the two clear rectangular plates.  Both plates were made of clear Pyrex and were quite durable.  Holding them in his left paw, with one laying flat and the other laying next to it on its edge to form a sort of L, he used his other paw to lift and set the wolf's remaining jewel onto the clear surface.  A whimper escaped the terrified male's throat as the cold of the Pyrex sank in mixed with his already tortured nerves and groin.  The dragon set the other plate gently on top of the cord on the first and adjusted them until they were lined up evenly with as much of Val's spermatic cord as possible under them.  Holding the plates in position with his  fingers he picked up the C-Clamp and set the half inch wide rubber ends onto the middle of the plates.  He had pre-set it earlier and simply had to to slide it on and hold it with the same hand he held the plates with while he turned it with the other.

	Val's chest was heaving with rapid shallow breaths from anticipation of what his captor was about to do to him again.  The first few turns he didn't feel anything more than the cool Pyrex seeping into his cord.  He risked a look down as the pain he had expected didn't suddenly bloom as it had before and saw his tormentor's paw slowly turning the large thumbscrew on the clamp.  Another few turns.  A dull ache built as the turns tightened the blocks around his cord.  He couldn't really see what it looked like, but Tannim could and he enjoyed the scene.

	Under the blocks, another few turns, the cord had widened a little as it slowly flattened.  The white and purple cord was more white than purple between them. Blood was extruded both into the wolf's testicle and back up the cord.  Added blood made the pretty egg swell.  It didn't swell too much, but it was visibly bigger with the veins inside standing thicker and fuller as the plates closed.

	Another few twists of the thumbscrew and Tannim found he had to put more effort into turning it.  Val's cord reduced a a little further, his muscles went rigid with strain.  The dull pressure from before, the dull ache in his gut, had turning into what felt like a horse's hard rear kick to his belly hitting and the impact pain never going away.  A gurgling noise built in the wolf's muzzle and grew louder.  Each slow turn made as slowly as possible.  There was no crunching noise like there had been with the other clamp.  It was too slow for such noises, instead enjoyment came from watching the trapped bit of maleness widening between the Pyrex plates.

	Tannim watched closely. He leaned in a bit to see the progress more closely.  Already the cord had nearly doubled its previous width.  What it gained, though, it lost from its thickness and that loss and gain both made it hurt so terribly.  Another grunt, from the dragon causing the agony, and the plates closed just that little bit further.

	A nasty snap and one of Val's clenched finger claws snapped as it stuck in the material while his paw locked shut.  Body taut and muscles straining, the wolf couldn't release the unbearable tearing feeling in his belly.  His spermatic cord was being destroyed, but he felt the agony higher in his guts.  The feeling they were being shredded somehow.  Blood trickled down both paws from where his claws had dug in.  Pain induced roaring noise was deafening in his ears while the star bursts in his eyes made him blind.  Crushing and flattening.

	Val's cord flattened to paper before Tannim's eyes.  The blood inside had long since escaped, only the cord and its tissue remained.  It had widened to three times its original width at just over one inch wide.  No matter how hard the twisting thumbscrew was worked, it didn't close any further.  The dragon smiled.  He didn't need any other tools now.  Gently  gripping the plates he pulled at an angle.

	His captive's groin parted  from the plates and what they held without any real effort.  It simply ripped away from the paper thin connecting flesh.  The testicle he cradled so it wouldn't come away yet either. He held both up and admired them while waiting for his toy to recover enough to at least see it.  Showing off what he had done was part of the fun.  His own heavy pouch and its contents were quite anxious to show just how fun it had been.

	Tannim ran his paw over Val's empty scrotum, slipping a finger inside at the back to lightly rub around inside.  His eyes were on his victim's.  Watching and waiting for any sign of waking out of the stupor his castration had put him in.  It took nearly two minutes for the boy to stop trembling and go completely limp.

	Completely exhausted he lay there.  His whole body hurting despite the localized molten pain between his legs.  Both eyes were blurry as they opened but he wasn't crying anymore.  He'd ran out of tears a while back and had simply dry heaved for the last of his nutting.  As they focused he found himself staring at a disgusting glass-like plate with something nauseating inside.  Below that he know to be his testicle.  He felt the agony from both balls still between his legs though, like they were still part of him and still being tortured as they had been before they had been cut off.

	The testicle tore off effortlessly with a simple turn of the plates.  A clean neatly pinched off edge was the only damaged part of the organ.  Tannim was proud of that as he deposited it with the other three.  Four beautiful testicles completely undamaged and untainted with drugs.  "No local anesthetic or other annoyance to deal with." he thought to himself.

	Like Nate, Val was silent as he was cleaned up.  His scrotum cauterized and the blood washed up.  Finally finished with the cleanup, he leaned over and kissed his unwilling toy.  "Now it's time  for you to take a part of ME."

	The pain fogged lupine mind couldn't understand what that meant at first.  His gagged mouth prevented him from asking.  A cold sensation under his tail didn't draw any real attention.  Ripping penetrating violation did.  Val's tired bloodshot eyes jerked down to see his tormentor had straddled him and worked with obvious relish and lust to jam that thick equine shaped dragon dick into his fifteen year old ass.  It was a tight fit but that didn't seem to deter a lustful male bent on relieving long pent up and over simmered arousal.

	His glans was inside, the rest behind it glistening with a bit of lubricant.  Tannim had added that lubrication  for his own benefit rather than Val's.  Fucking that tight an ass dry would be painful for him as well.  The look of bliss on his face from gripping inner muscles that strained to push him out made his neutered victim feel even more sick.

	The awkward position of the chair made it hard work, but that didn't stop him from pushing the long shaft inside.  Thrust and jerk, in a tiny bit, out nearly all the way.  Each time it was forced in deeper, each time it was pulled out so the tight sphincter was forced open wide to make it clench hard.  The dragon knew how to sodomize his partners to make them remember it.

	Hard and fast he worked in it, forcing seven inches in before he couldn't go any deeper.  His loud grunts mixed with the agonized grunts and yelps coming from under him.  Fast shallow rutting pumps were his choice after all the fun getting in, but that didn't make it any more comfortable for Val.

	Tannim was working himself as quickly as he could to get off and hammering his widening cock head against the too tight tunnel's end drew him to the edge rapidly.  After so long denying his erection the attention it demanded while working on his stimulating show, he couldn't have lasted long even if he hadn't wanted it quick.

	The dragon's tip swelled wider inside Val's colon as it flared into a full mushroom just like the cocks of those equine studs his young toy had lusted after before.  His shaft pulsed visibly, he tensed up. His face an evil stupid grin of bliss while below him was the face of tortured servitude.  Hot jets of semen shot into the boy's bowels.

	Five strong shots, a few weaker ones, and the Tannim yanked his still wide head out.  A weak quiet yelp was the only sound it drew and he pulled away.  Before he dismounted he squeezed his penis from base to tip while wiping the shrinking head over Val's drying out floppy unprotected shaft.  A few small globs of semen oozed out to be rubbed into that pink flaccid length and he left it without rubbing it in as he cleaned himself up at the sink.

	Tannim picked up the jar with the four eggs in it and carried them out of the room.  He left his new eunuchs alone for some time.  They didn't say a word.  Nate didn't look at Val, he hadn't looked at anything but the cart with his testicles on it since he was... processed.  Val didn't look at Nate.  His eyes focused on his ruined groin, sometimes moving to his own penis bone still laying on his chest even after all his struggling and thrashing it hadn't fallen.  Some of his chest fur had dried to against it keeping it in place.  The scent of cooking, of fried food, wafted into the room after several long minutes.  Minutes made longer by the aches and burning pains still hurting them from their terrible surgeries.

	When their tormentor came back, he held a plate and a fork.  The end of the fork skewered a lovely golden brown lightly battered oval.  While the batter obscured the shape and the cooking had altered the colors neither of the teenagers could doubt what he held.  Especially as he playfully held the plate under each of their noses and made sure they got a good look at them.  Showing off did indeed make them more succulent as he bit into the first.

	Still naked he made a horrible sight to his victims.  Eating their genitals with obvious relish bite by bite.  Despite their fairly small size, Tannim made sure to make each last at least four bites.  He managed to get five out of Val's final testicle, but really he had only taken small bites for the first four.  The crunchy crusts gave way to juicy interiors, some of their testicular juices ran down his muzzle while he took his small careful bites.  The had been seasoned well with a recipe for Rocky Mountain Oysters he had found in an old cookbook.  Salty but with enough spice to make them so good.

	He finished with his meal wiped his lips with his special napkin, Nate's scrotum.  After making sure the cat realized it was... had been, his, Tannim tossed it onto the plate like used garbage.  The dragon had decided to keep Val's as it was bigger.  While he unbound the wolf he told him he was keeping it, as though it would cheer him up after he gave both young males to a friend he knew.

	It took a while for Tannim to get them collared, bathed and well scrubbed, and ready for shipping.  The shock from what happened kept them both quite submissive and pliable.  Neither resisted at all as he dressed them in their old clothes, now much less snug in the crotch for both, and stood them facing each other.  Their collars locked together,  muzzles next to each other.  He bound them chest to chest and hip to hip with their arms forced to be hugging around the other's back.  Blindfolds around both heads a gag in Nate's mouth, the gag left in Val's.  They both were quiet, though slowly starting to come around as they waited in the tall box he put them in and left out in his driveway.  It was quiet in the box, except for the crying and dreams of being home being shattered.
