Time for your castration

You start to cry as she comes back and she whispers in your ear. "Don't cry your balls are going to make beautiful earrings for me to wear." She then walks to the end of the bed " you have such cute feet " and kisses them both. She removes the rubber bands and uses a scalpel to make an incision on your scrotum. You feel the cold metal blade cut into your pouch, she maneuvers each ball out of your sac and snips the cords with scissors. You cry as you feel the pinch of your cords. She cauterizes your cords and holds each ball up like a trophy as you cry. " I can't wait for these to dangle from my ears my sweet eunuch "She says. She proceeds to use surgical thread to sew up your now empty scrotum and gives you a hacksaw " by the time you free yourself I'll be long gone with these on my ears" as she points to your testicles that she put in a jar of formaldehyde. The last thing you see is her pretty barefeet walking out the room with your jarred balls held firmly in her hands