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If it pleases my Master, I am willing to be castrated and live the rest of my life as a girl, serving Master, worshiping Master.  If Master wants to torture me, I will gladly accepts and abide.

I was previously owned by a mistress who was a very successful businesswoman who was a staunch feminist and who enjoyed sexually humiliating little boys, especially tiny smooth asian boys like me.  I served her as a personal assistant.  I entertained guests and clients by serving them orally.  I was given corporal punishment, was frequently spanked and whipped for the pleasure of my Superiors and her associates.

Sometimes she would invite men to fuck me as well.  Everyone of the guys invited was an asshole bandit. Everyone loved to do anal, but their wives weren't as big on anal as their husbands.  So that was why they used me instead.  The men also amused themselves by using my mouth as a urinal.  They would fuck me until my hole was open, red and swollen.

Mistress was the most potent influence on me. Just a raised eyebrow from her was enough to send a swarm of butterflies into my belly.  I spent a fair amount of time on my knees or with my face under Mistress’s loins pleasing her.  She took to using a thin cane on my anus to punish and train me.  Eventually I grew accustomed to her whippings and even to anticipate them with some degree of aberrant pleasure.  This is how I was molded.