Jamie is taken Part 3

Estelle's stomping around in Roxy ruined crotch continued until Roxy had

only threads of skin left where her balls had been and Master Antwan was

satisfied. She was still screaming weakly, lying in a pool of vomit

mixed with blood. "Estelle, you useless bitch," he spat at her, "go make

money for me, you worthless cow." Estelle scampered off down the street

to try to pick up a customer. He then turned to the guys holding the

ruined sissy and said: "Take her to doctor Jacobsen and get her patched

up." Two of the men stopped the bleeding in Roxy's crotch with a rag and

dragged her into a car. Just before they closed the door, Master Antwan

shouted after them. "And get him to pump up her tits. 52 DD at least!"

Then the car door closed and they drove off with the castrated

sissy-slave.


Jamie had watched in horror, but without moving an inch. He had pissed

on himself, but his hands were still clasped behind his back and his

feet had not moved an inch. Neither Master Antwan nor any of his men had

paid even the slightest bit of attention to him and they displayed

absolutely no interest as they walked away, leaving him in the same

place Frank had put him, but now right beside a pool of blood and vomit.

Soon the street was empty, except for the other, now horrified, shemale

whores. They were all no doubt the property of Master Antwan and the

castration had undoubtedly also been a display of power for them to see.

They kept a healthy distance to Jamie as they strutted their stuff.

Occasionally a car pulled up and one of the whores got in. The cars also

cruised past Jamie at slow speed, but when they saw the sign and the

pool of blood right next to him they sped off.

After a couple of hours it began to rain and soon Jamie was soaked. It

became very cold for the naked slave boy, who now stood shivering with

chattering teeth. The only good thing about it was that it washed away