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This story was inspired by Titian Beresford's novel JUDITH BOSTON.

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        AN EPISODE AT THE ACADEMY

        While young Edward remained strapped to his mattress in his
windowless room, the students of the academy gathered in the drawing
room to hear Judith explain the next phase of training. Susan, Laurie,
Bonnie, and Pamela seated themselves in a semicircle in front of their
teacher.
        "For our purposes here at the academy," Judith explained,
"emasculation is not a single act, but an ongoing process, one that
can in fact be never-ending. As a demonstration of this, Edward shall
be subjected to two forms of emasculation: physiological, and
psychological. The first shall be carried out by you, while I shall
lead the second.
        "The first type of emasculation can be achieved very easily by
excessive masturbation. You shall follow a simple schedule: masturbate
him to orgasm once on the first day, twice on the second, three times
on the third, and so forth until he is pale and weak and his genitals
no longer function. You will then bring him to me so that I may carry
out the second type of emasculation."
        The students' enthusiasm was obvious.

        When they began the process, the masturbatory sessions were
intensely pleasurable. His penis swelled erect instantly at their
touch, and when they applied the massage oil the skin of his organ was
taut and shiny. No matter which student was acting as the
masturbatrix, she wasted no time trying to prolong his pleasure; she
simply pumped his shaft briskly until he reached orgasm. The young
women did not acknowledge Edward as a person; the expression on their
faces indicated no more than clinical interest in sperm extraction,
and in that goal, they were eminently successful.  His ejaculations
were quite voluminous at the conclusion of the early sessions: his
penis would launch long streams of semen, spasming again and again
until his chest and stomach were covered with milky puddles. Whoever
was masturbating him always made sure to squeeze out any drops
remaining in his shaft before leaving.

        By the beginning of the fourth day, the number of ejaculations
they had elicited was affecting Edward's performance, most prominently
in two ways: the increased time it took to bring him to orgasm, and
the diminished quantity and forcefulness of the resulting
ejaculations. Now the more modest spurts of semen arced only an inch
or two before they landed on his lower abdomen, where his public hair
had been before they had shaved him. This provoked coy remarks from
his masturbatrixes:
        "You're not holding back, are you Edward?" said Susan. "Surely
a pair of testicles can produce more sperm than that?"
        "A vigorous pair of testicles can, certainly," said Bonnie.
"But I suspect Edward possesses a decidedly inferior pair." She gave
his scrotum a contemptuous slap, causing him to cry out, before she
and Susan left the room.

        By the fifth day, the sessions were frequent enough that they
had to rouse him from sleep. By this point, his penis did not respond
readily to the touch of their hands, and the erections they eventually
induced were never as hard as they had once been. His organ would
become reasonably stiff, but not swollen to the skin-stretching
proportions it was capable of. Furthermore, his penis was becoming
sore, and the massage oil did little to reduce the chafing that now
accompanied the increasingly lengthy masturbation process. His
masturbatrixes would exchange amused glances while Edward winced at
their intentionally vigorous strokes. It took many minutes of nonstop
manipulation to force his genitals into climax, and his ejaculations
were now pitiful to behold: a few curds of semen would ooze from the
tip of his penis, only to disappear between the fingers that cruelly
gripped his aching shaft. The sensations accompanying the ejaculations
had shifted from pleasure to pain, becoming more an agony of release
than a traditional orgasm.
        At the end of one of these sessions, his masturbatrixes mocked
him. "The evidence is indisputable, Edward," said Pamela. "Your
testicles are failing to perform their natural function. There is no
way they could have contracted an ailment under our care, so I am
forced to conclude that their feebleness is a reflection of your poor
constitution."
        Laurie agreed. "You were never a robust fellow, but now you
seem to be weaker than usual."
        "Indeed. This testicular infirmity is also spreading to your
penis. Its ridigity is diminished, as well as its strength in
expelling sperm." She held his wet, deflated organ between thumb and
forefinger and waggled it back and forth, eyeing it critically.
        Edward, who had felt his strength drained from his body with
each spasm of his genitals, was too weak to protest.

        A week after the process had begun, Edward's penis could no
longer achieve a state worthy of the term "erection." His masturbatrix
had to pull at his reddened, miserable organ for so long that, despite
her considerable practice, she had to switch hands to alleviate the
fatigue in her forearms. Edward had no such escape, however. For a
seemingly endless period, he endured the punishing masturbation.
Eventually, a tortured groan escaped his lips, and his cramped
abdominal muscles contracted once, and then again. However, not even a
bead of fluid appeared at the slit of his urethra; his climax was
completely dry.
        Bonnie released his organ, clearly disgusted.  "It appears you
have reached a state of both penile failure and testicular failure,
Edward. This would be shameful at any time, but it's especially
unfortunate for you now. Mistress Judith has granted you an
opportunity for you to prove your manhood tonight. Based on what we
have just witnessed, I imagine you will prove the opposite."
        Twenty minutes later, they fetched him from his room; he was
so weak and dizzy that they had had to help him to his feet. They led
him, hands cuffed behind his back, to the drawing room. When they
opened the double doors, and Edward's eyes widened at what he saw:
Mistress Judith reclining on a chaise longue, wearing nothing more
than lace gloves and silk stockings. He stared in wonder at her
graceful curves of her full, rose-tipped breasts, and then at the
blond thicket at the meeting of her thighs. She regarded him coolly.
        "Edward, I am willing to bestow upon you a wondrous gift. You
will have the honor of engaging in intercourse with me. Simply
demonstrate that you are ready and able."
        Edward's hands were released, and he cautiously touched his
penis. Since his arrival at the academy, he hadn't had the opportunity
to touch his genitals at all, not even for urination and bathing.  His
organ felt unfamiliar, and his inexpert hands fumbled as he attempted
to get a grip on it.
        "Well, what are you waiting for?" asked Judith. "After all the
times your lewd nature has demonstrated itself, can you not produce an
erection when requested?"
        Edward reluctantly began pulling at his chafed penis. He
looked at the women surrounding him, searching for some signs of
encouragement, but found only contempt in their eyes. Cheeks burning
with shame, he looked down at his genitals; his penis seemed
shriveled, its glans not even visible outside his fist unless he
gripped it tightly and pulled.
        He desperately willed his organ to inflate even a little,
hoping for even the slightest tumescence. He searched his memory for
one of the many fetishistic images he had witnessed here at the
academy, but was unable to bring one to mind. Even with his eyes
closed, all he saw were the cold expressions of scornful women. His
manhood remained utterly unresponsive, an appendage of inert tissue.
        "That's enough!" said Judith in disgust. Bonnie and Laurie
grabbed his wrists roughly and bound them once again behind his back.
        "You are a pathetic specimen, Edward. You have the anatomical
equipment of a male, but you are incapable of functioning as one. Rest
assured you will never get another opportunity, from me or any other
woman, like the one you have just squandered."
        She turned to Laurie.  "Is there an actual man available,
instead of this imitation one?"
        "Yes, Mistress. Victor is waiting outside."
        "Show him in."
        Laurie opened the drawing room doors and a nude young man
walked in. He was tall and well-muscled, but most noticeable was his
enormously erect penis. It was significantly larger in all dimensions
than Edward's member even when his was at its largest; now that Edward
was flaccid, the comparison was truly humiliating.
        Judith looked at the swollen organ with satisfaction.  "Now
this is what I require. Thank goodness we have at least one man worthy
of the name. Step forward, Victor, I should like to reward you."
        Victor stepped forward, and to Edward's astonishment, Judith
took his penis into her mouth. First she accepted just the head of his
penis, her red lips forming a ring just at the top of his shaft. All
the muscles in Victor's body seem to contract when she did so.
        Judith then moved her head forward until, in a single smooth
stroke, she had engulfed the entire length of Victor's erection. She
raised her hands to cup his heavy testicles and massaged them against
her chin. Evidently Victor had been instructed not to make a sound,
but his face made it clear he was in ecstasy. After a long moment, she
slowly pulled back and released him; his erection was, if anything,
even larger than before, and shiny with saliva.
        Judth lay back on the chaise longue and spread her thighs,
revealing her glistening sex. "Now Victor, kindly enter me."
        Edward watched as the slave mounted Judith and penetrated her.
First the head of Victor's organ slid between her labia, then inch by
inch his steely shaft until his pubic bone pressed against Judith's
and his pendulous scrotum lay against her bottom. Judith purred.
        "Proceed," she said.
        Victor began pistoning his hips, impaling her with each
thrust. Judith's breathing was audible, and gradually grew louder and
faster. She wrapped her legs tightly around Victor's waist, her toes
pointed like a ballerina's, grinding her hips against him to maximize
the penetration. Edward could see her nipples grow erect, and watched
as her breasts and face became flushed. Suddnely she arched her back
and then cried out as she reached orgasm. Her fingernails raked
Victor's shoulder as she convulsed with pleasure. Victor continued
thrusting all through her climax, slowing to a halt only after
Judith's cries had ceased.
        "You've done very well, Victor," she said contentedly. She
unwrapped her legs from around his waist, drawing them up so that a
clear view of her and Victor's meshing genitals presented itself. "You
may now satisfy yourself."
        Victor resumed thrusting. With Judith's thighs parted, he now
withdrew far enough with every stroke that the edge of his glans just
barely escaped Judith's slick labia. He then thrust forward until his
member was buried to its base inside Judith's sex, his testicles
slapping the cleft of her buttocks rhythmically. Before long his
scrotum drew up tight and close, signaling the powerful ejaculation
about to occur. A moment later he cried out, and his buttock muscles
began contracting convulsively rather than deliberately. His spasming
penis pumped spurt after spurt of his seed deep inside her, until at
last his orgasm subsided.
        Judith kissed Victor deeply and then turned to look at Edward.
Edward was acutely aware that his penis had remained tiny and flaccid
throughout the entire spectacle, and seeing Judith's face display
mockery and contempt in equal portions, he felt as though humiliation
would drown him. 
        Meanwhile, Victor disengaged himself. His penis, still
partially erect, was glistening with semen. A long thread dangled from
its wobbling head as he was led from the room.
        Edward hung his head in shame, and then Pamela brought her
lips close to his ear to speak to him. "Do you see where his sperm
went, Edward? It has entered a woman's innermost spaces, where nature
intended it. Your sperm will never get such an opportunity. The fluid
that you ejaculate is of such a deficient character that it soils
whatever it touches."
        Bonnie held her hand in front of Edward, fingers outstretched,
palm facing him. "Do you see this, Edward? Look carefully upon it, for
this is the only portion of a woman's body that will ever come in
contact with your penis. You should be grateful that it amuses us to
watch you demean yourself with your ejaculations. Otherwise your
genitals would never be graced by a woman's touch at all. It is
important that you understand your fate. A male such as yourself is
destined only for submission."
        From her chaise longue, Judith gave him a cruel smile.
"Because your testicles are failures at their natural task, we shall
have to find another way for them to justify their presence. Don't
worry, though. We know of many ways that a pair of testicles, even
ones as feeble as yours, can provide amusement for women. And once you
have experienced them, I daresay you will truly know regret."
        Edward's face grew pale, and the sound of the resulting
laughter echoed in his ears as he was led away.

        THE END

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