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Foreword:

The Kingdom of Catadoa was but one of the furry nations in the plains of the unnamed medieval continent. Felines comprised more than half of the population, though a variety of other species lived generally peacefully along them. Magic and alchemy were an integral part of their lives, even if not everyone was familiar with how to use them.

Castrated anthros weren't a rare sight in the capital Leopolis and beyond. A third or so among male slaves were gelded, and eunuchs had important roles in the royal court. Castration was also used as a judicial punishment in Catadoa as well as other countries. Some of the more submissive furs underwent gelding voluntarily. In such a land, gelders may not be stars of the society, but they were an indispensable part that kept the machine running.

Pardus the leopard was one of the such gelders. He was not the only one in Leopolis, but he was renowned for knowing dozens of methods to castrate anthros and ferals alike. He was sometimes even invited into the royal palace to demonstrate his skills in a show. Here are some of his stories.

Chapter 1: Donkeys of the villa

It was an early summer day, when Pardus headed to a villa in the outskirts of Leopolis, at a request from his friend Shallays, to geld a pair of donkeys. Shallays the cheetah was an old friend of Pardus; they were in the same battalion when in the army several years ago. Pardus was wounded during a battle of war and decided to retire from the military, while Shallays stayed and was eventually promoted to the cavalry captain of the kingdom. The cheetah was somehow also quite familiar with the minor nobles and rich villa owners near the capital.

In the letter from Shallays, he said that the owner of the villa was a young lady fur who inherited the property not long ago. The two anthro donkeys were her slaves, and she have hinted that they will be serving her on the bed later. Pardus was a bit surprised as usually gelded equines were used for heavy labor because of their improved endurance, while sex slaves are generally left intact.

That morning, the leopard brought his toolkit and headed to the outskirts with Kalliir. Kalliir is Pardus' slave, a castrated male anthro Dalmatian. The leopard's questions are partially answered at the arrival to the villa. The owner who came to greet them was a pony mare who appeared to be in her early twenties. "Perhaps she was worried about getting pregnant with mules?" thought Pardus. The mare was named Rurole, and she was definitely on the prettier side. Her hair was light chestnut colored with a thick mane. Her rather large breasts shook in the thin summer shirt, and a slight estrous scent, would probably make any straight fur go crazy. Of course, being a gay anthro, Pardus was not that interested in her.

Rurole explained that the pair of jacks (male donkeys) were bought from the Leopolis slave market a few days ago. She lived alone in the villa since her father died in a battle, and needed some help for the attached farm as well as for company. The males were handsome and muscular, but she worried about intact jacks being too unruly, so she asked Shallays to look for a gelder.

"Then we'll make some preparation in the yard and you can call them there for a 'checkup'." Pardus nodded.

The three furs worked together to set up a table on the backyard, and prepared the ropes to fasten the donkeys' hooves. These are all from the toolkit: the table is made of lightweight materials used by the military, and the ropes are strong enough to tie up an elephant. Kalliir kept throwing glances on the Rurole's breasts, perhaps there is still some sex drive left after his neutering. Of course, one could also see from the pants that nothing was happening to his canine cock. The mare did not mind the stares at all; instead, she swayed her body around and enjoyed the Dalmatian's attention. "Perhaps the pony is a sadist," thought Pardus, "and she likes how castrated males get seduced but can't do anything. Maybe that's also why she's getting her new slaves gelded?"

Soon, one of today's "main characters" have appeared. Rurole led an anthro donkey out from a cabin on the far side of the yard. The jack had light gray hair and was half a foot taller than the mare. He was wearing nothing but a loincloth, exposing his muscular body and reeking of testosterone.

Pardus nodded, "what a nice donkey. What's his name?"

"Haven't decided yet," said Rurole, "they said they were from a slave farm in the southwestern province where they just had a number. I'm gonna give them names later." She then ordered the donkey to strip and lie on the table.

The jack blushed but obediently removed his loincloth. Between his legs, the donkey penis had already emerged from his sheath, with about three inches visible. Under it was two chicken-egg-sized balls, snugly covered by the scrotum. The entire genital area was midnight black, in a strong contrast with the surrounding gray fur. While bulls and rams may have a pendulous scrotum that reaches their knees, and felids have small and furry sacks; equines had only an extra short layer of fuzz on the sack which was closely drawn to the body. If they are on their all fours, the balls would be horizontal instead of vertical like most other ungulates.

With the help of Kalliir, Rurole tied the donkey's arms and legs tightly on the posts of table. He seemed to know that something unusual was happening, as his breath was getting faster and tenser. At the same time, the equine penis continued to unsheathe and increased in length; it looked like a soft black snake. Suddenly, Rurole reached out with her hand, and firmly squeezed the donkey's cock head.

"Ahhh..." panted the slave on the table, "Master?"

The donkey was getting aroused. He did not try to do anything, likely because of the training, but his dick clearly had its own mind. The donkey cock was extended to the base, and started to harden. It was about fourteen inches. Among all furs, donkeys had one of the largest erection relative to body size, even surpassing horses and bulls, but only smaller than elephants and tapirs.

"What a horny jack," said the mare with a lecherous smile, "but I just need quiet and obedient geldings. That's why I have the gelder here today." She released the glans and flicked on one of the donkey's testicles.

The muscular anthro shook violently under the bondage. He did not continue to struggle or resist; instead he begged, "I'll do whatever you say, and I won't get frisky if you don't want it..."

Of course, it's the master who decides whether their slaves lose their balls. Pardus watched with a smile.

"NOPE," the mare grinned, "I'm not strong enough to deal with two horny jacks. And I don't want to explain to everyone if I produced mules~"

She squeezed the glans again. The donkey was fully erect under the effects of both terror and arousal, like a pitch-black arrow pointing towards the sky. A musky scent permeated the air; this male pheromone was the favorite smell of the leopard. His barb-covered feline cock was out of the sheath and tented on his pants. Rurole didn't notice that, but the Dalmatian had saw (or smelled) the feline's arousal and turned his head towards Pardus. Of course, Pardus was a gelder, not a prostitute, and he had to set aside his own desires unless specifically requested by his client.

The mare rubbed her whole right hand-hoof on the donkey's cock, all the way from the head to the medial ring and back. Instinctively, the slave donkey started a thrusting motion in his rump.

"Even without balls, your cock won't stop working for a while. If I'm satisfied with your work, you'll get rewards." Said Rurole seductively, "and as reward for not struggling, shall we let you get a last cum as an intact jack?"

Pardus nodded silently and watched intensely as the mare handled the anthro donkey. She covered the glans with one hoof, and gripped the medial ring with another, massaging them in a rounded motion. The leopard also put his right paw onto the donkey's sack and gave light pressure to the testicles. The skin was smooth and tight, and the scent of equine arousal was getting stronger, making the leopard feeling a throb between his legs. Pardus reached his left paw into his pants to adjust it, and throw a glimpse to the canine, as if saying "you need to take care of that for me later today."

In about a minute, the donkey's cockhead visibly changed; the tapered end became flared like a funnel, with its surface about doubly as thick as the rest of the penis. In the center of the flower-like glans, the urethra protruded slightly, as the body was getting ready for ejaculation.

And cum he did. From the protrusion, a gooey white fluid flew out, and Rurole already opened her mouth in its path less than a foot away. She took the whole load in her muzzle. The strong scent of donkey semen, combined with the male pheromone and the slight estrous smell of the mare, made the whole backyard smell like an anthro orgy. Seven to eight shots came out of the donkey's erection, while the mare tried to swallow them all. When the cum was finally oozing out in the end of the ejaculation, she covered her whole mouth onto the plate-like glans and sucked on the opening. The donkey shivered uncontrollably in intensive pleasure.

"Let me taste the other one," said Pardus almost subconsciously. Rurole winked at the leopard.

And the castration started. The leopard took a much thinner rope from the toolkit, bound it a few times around the neck of the scrotum, and tied it in a tight knot. The donkey's cock was getting soft quickly but the flared head stayed funnel-shaped for almost another minute. The testicles bulged out tightly from the rope. Pardus smeared a herbal potion on the skin to numb and disinfect, then cut a long incision through layers of skin on each side of the sack with a sharp scalpel. The jack shivered from residue pain but it didn't affect the surgery as the ropes were tight enough. He tried to beg again, when Rurole suddenly covered his face completely with her breasts out of the blue, stopping any possible talking.

The leopard squeezed with both front paws, and forced the testicles out of the smooth ballsack. There wasn't much blood. The balls were covered by a white membrane (tunica vaginalis), larger than a paw could hold, and connected with a cord that was almost a centimeter thick.

"Donkeys have thicker spermatic cords than horses," explained Pardus to Kalliir, "so special cautions must be taken care to stop bleeding, otherwise there would be a risk of hemorrhage."

The leopard took the scalpel again, and carefully sliced open the membrane from each ball, and teased the actual testicles out. They were bluish-white, covered with zigzagging veins, and each had a worm-like epididymis behind it. He clamped the cord on the left side with a strange shaped tool, and waited for about 10 seconds to make sure the blood stopped flowing. Then with a quick slash of the scalpel, the cord was cut through below the clamp, and Pardus handed the severed nut to the dog, who put it into a small bag.

At that time the penis had completely retracted into the sheath. The leopard left the clamp on and applied some herbal paste on the cut end, and only removed the clamp after a minute of waiting. Only a few drops of blood seeped from the cut cord. Soon, with the same method, the other testicle was likewise dropped in the bag carried by Kalliir.

"Done. Give him three to four days to heal, and then he could be put to work. Though he'll still be fertile for about a month, so be careful of that." Explained the leopard.

The mare nodded with a blush, and began to untie the new gelding from the table. Kalliir handed the bag containing the severed balls to me, and helped her with leading the castrated donkey back to the cabin. There were still some blood coming out from the cut on the scrotum, which was now deflated and wrinkly.

After a break of ten minutes or so, Rurole brought the other jack to the backyard. He had a bit darker fur, even longer ear, and through the loincloth the genitals appeared even larger than the previous one.

Likewise, the mare ordered her slave to remove the loincloth and lie on the table. His cock had entirely extended from the sheath, and was longer than sixteen inches. He was definitely the more hung one of the pair.

After he was entirely tied up, Rurole announced her plan to turn him into a gelding. This one did not beg like the last one; he struggled and yelled, "Don't geld me, I can satisfy any mare with my cock!", causing the table to rock.

The mare didn't even phase. She took one of the jack's balls into her hoof, and squeezed hard. "As my slave, only I can make the decision whether you stay a stud or not. And the other male is already a gelding now."

To add insult to injury, Pardus took one of the balls from the previous donkey, and shoved it into the slave's mouth. He became unintelligible as he was gagged.

"Could we try a different way this time so that he can remember it better?" Rurole suggested.

Pardus took a second to think, "then let's take the whole sack off with a heated blade."

The mare nodded.

This time, they started to tie up the donkey's ballsack with a rope. While the balls themselves were about the same size of the first donkey, Pardus made sure that it was tied even more tightly so that blood flow was stopped. He told Kalliir to start preparation, who fetched some firewood together with Rurole and ignited a fire. The donkey was shaken with fear, thinking that they were planning to roast his genitals while attached.

Even then, the equine rod became rock hard. The leopard took hold of the bound balls with the left paw, and massaged around the medial ring with the right. Then he lowered his head, and took the entire cock head into his salivating mouth.

The feline was hard too. In addition to castration, he loved to taste musky cocks from male furs. Each species smells and tastes differently, and the sweat and pheromones of the male donkey was combined into a pheromone paradise for the leopard. Though he knew very clearly, that he needed to get the cum as soon as possible, and then make sure that he will not be producing any sperm anymore.

For equines to ejaculate, both the end and the medial ring area need to be stimulated at the same time; it's not possible for most to do that just orally. Pardus swirled his barbed tongue around the glans, sometimes poking slightly into the urethra; his paws was rubbing and squeezing on the medial ring and the ballsack, making the donkey shake uncontrollably nonstop. Soon, the cock head started to thicken in the leopard's mouth and quickly flared so large that the he can't take it anymore. Pardus spat it out, and sucked intensively only at the center of the plate-shaped top of the funnel.

Then he came; the feline was assaulted suddenly with an overwhelming scent and taste, and his muzzle was completely filled. Even if he was swallowing as fast as possible, excess sperm was overflowing onto the leopard's chin and the donkey's belly.

Pardus licked the lips, stood up, and took something from the Kalliir who stood next to him. In less then ten seconds, he lifted his left paw up; an entire scrotum, with the pair of bulging and plump nuts, was lifted into the air.

There was no blood at all. A different fragrance appeared in the air; it was not musky male sweat nor fresh sperm, but a smell of roast or barbeque. In the right paw of the leopard was a pair of huge shears, which is still giving out heat from the blades.

That was how the heated blade works. Kalliir heated the blades, adapted from garden shears, up to red-hot with the firewood, and with them Pardus cut through the scrotum below the binding rope at the same instant when the flow of sperm ended. With an immediate cauterizing of the wound by the heath, no blood was spilled, and no danger of bleeding or infection was there.

Even then, the donkey's erection did not entirely subside yet. The flared glans hung between the legs, which looked funny without the pair of balls below it. The leopard was still feeling horny, and he took a gentle bite again on the cock head, savoring the cum that was still slowing oozing out. Rurole took the testicle from the previous donkey from the slave's mouth; it was still intact if only with a few bite marks. Pardus gave the other testicle and the entire scrotum of the second male to Rurole.

"Hmm. I'll preserve all four balls in a jar, and probably make a small handbag out of the cute sack. And I'll have them naked at all time; you could know tell which is which from the ballsack!" said the mare mischievously.