[castration] [consensual]
A historical demonstration for a school trip.
School Trip
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By ShamefulDesire (21/08/22)
"Good morning boys and girls! My name is Professor Jane Gilespy. This is Enrico my PhD student and today will be discussing the castrati of Europe, and showing you the implements used to castrate the prepubescent boys during the 16th, 17th and 18th century AD in Italy. The last procedure took place in 1869 and it is from this year that we have the one and only recording of a castrato singing. I will play if for you shortly. You will notice that the range is quite extra ordinary and that the length of a note can be much longer than is normally possible. The voice is quite unique and has not been properly recreated since the abolition of the practise in 1870."
Turning to her assistant she said quietly "Enrico could you please play the recording and bring in the table with the implements."
"Listen to the voice carefully. Remember that this is a grown up singing."
Enrico wheeled in a small table with a cloth covering some objects on it. He stood next to Jane and smiled at the children as before.
"My name is Enrico, and my thesis is on the traditions and practises of castration in Europe. As my Professor said earlier, there was only a 300 year period where castrations are mentioned in the texts in Europe. It should be noted that the practice of castrating adult men as a matter of routine predates the 16th century in many parts of the world. These men would be called eunuchs and are individuals who would have completed puberty and formed as a man before being castrated. Castrati were boys when they were castrated and thus never entered puberty. So around 10 would be a normal age. Much like yourselves. Eunuchs are noted for being in the service of nobility in many parts of the world. Only a eunuch could work in the forbidden city of China, and only eunuchs were allowed to tend to the harems of the middle eastern tribe chiefs. Yes you have a question?"
"What is castration?" Asked a boy in the audience and many who knew the answer sniggered.
"Ah yes! My apologies we should have clarified that from the beginning. Castration is the removal of the testes from a male subject. There is also technical castration where the testes are not removed but the many blood vessels connecting them are clamped shut until the testes die of starvation. Technical castration however was not discovered by humanity until much later. Traditional castration was always the removal of the testes with or without the scrotum as well. It was never the removal of the penis as this was an act of degradation reserved for humiliating the defeated in battle. Eunuchs and castrati were very highly regarded in society. Any more questions?"
"What's on the table?" Asked a girl in the audience. Many of the kids were eagerly waiting for someone to remove the cloth covering. Jane delicately lifted the sheet from the far side and folded it neatly on the table in front of her. An assortment of metal implements lay on it and some cotton wool.
"Thank you Enrico for that explanation. On the table in front of me, I have an array of implements used in Italy to perform the castrations. This is a 16th century scalpel." She said and picked up a small brass knife. It glinted in the light as she rotated it.
"This would be used to make the incision on the side of the scrotum so that the testes could be gently pushed out. This implement would then be used to pull out the cords that attach it to the body. This would then hold the blood vessels shut as the cords are cut. And finally this implement would then be used to cauterise the end of the blood vessels so that there would be minimal blood loss."
She held up an implement with a horizontal hook on the top, what seemed like a small pair of brass pliers, and finally something that looked like a dentists mirror where the shiny reflective part was just a thick block of brass.
She put the implements down, lit a candle which was under a metal tripod. She placed the last implement on the tripod so that the thick metal head was over the candle flame and was heating up.
"Enrico has volunteered to help me demonstrate the correct procedure. Unfortunately, I can not ethically or legally perform this procedure on a boy as the boy can not fully consent to what will be done. Enrico is a grown man and can therefore consent. He will become a eunuch due to this fact, and not a castrato. He will not be able to sing any better than he can now. His appearence will soften over time, and he will put on a little weight, but he will otherwise not change."
She turned to Enrico and instructed him to take of his suit over in the corner and come back. The children all whispered to each other in anticipation. Jane got the cotton wool fluffy and cut some pieces ready to be used. Enrico now naked stood next to Jane once more and smiled at the kids. Who were now sniggered at his penis.
"Settle down children. Yes, Enrico is naked and his penis is much bigger than that of a little boy. That will not be a factor here as we will not be dealing with it. The testes however are much larger than a boys, and so the implements might be a little small for the procedure, but we'll give it a go."
She picked up the brass knife she had called a scalpel in her right hand and with her left she put her fingers behind Enrico's large and hefty scrotum lifting it up slightly.
"Now in the 16th century, they would not have used any antisceptic as they did not know about it. Rather the boy would have washed first as Enrico has. Enrico has also removed all his pubic hair so that at least in this respect he appears as a boy would. Ready Enrico?"
"Yes Jane, go ahead."
Jane made a small incision down the right side of Enrico's scrotum. She quickly put the scalpel down and blotted some of the blood with some cotton wool.
"Did that hurt?" She asked looking up at Enrico's face.
"Just a scratch. Nothing really."
"This will hurt a bit however." She said as she manoeuvred Enrico's large manly testicle through a hole only really big enough for a boys testicle to fit through. She pushed a little harder and it popped out. It was grey with some red veins over it. Enrico winced as she did this.
"That was a little painful." He said and gazed at the children's faces. They were all paining attention to what was happening. None of them caught his gaze.
Jane used the hook utensil to isolate the blood vessels and pull them out of the opening with the testicle. Clamped them and quickly cut the cords. The testicle fell to the floor and made a dull thud of a sound.
"Okay, now normally I would be with an assistant who would have caught that." She said with a smirk and the children chuckled a bit. She dabbed a tiny drop of blood from the tip of the severed blood vessel.
"Now the cauteriser is very hot over the candle and will burn the open blood vessel shut. If I do it too much, Enrico will be itching and a little swollen for a long time. If I do it too little, we risk it opening up and bleeding later."
She picked it up and applied it quickly to the end of the blood vessel.
"Hmmm, smells like fried chicken." Said Enrico.
Jane then let go of the clamp, let the remaining cords retract into the open cut. She then picked up a modern suturing needle and thread and put a couple of stitches over the incision.
"Miss, is that medieval?" Said one of the children.
"No, I'm afraid this is modern. We don't actually know what they would have used to close the wound as it isn't mentioned in the text and no implements survive. We assume they would have done something, but we will never know."
Jane then reset everything for the other side. She picked up the testicle from the floor, wiped it little and put it on the table.
"So Enrico, how was it? Any pain?" She said.
"Not really, it was quite painless apart from the pushing the testicle out of the incision. Perhaps on the other side you could try making a man sized hole?" Enrico said and the kids all laughed a little. Jane looked over her shoulder at them.
"Yes, well, as I said children, Enrico's testes are far larger than a prepubescent boy's testicles and thus the implements are little undersized for the job at hand."
Jane quickly repeated the procedure on the other side, but with a larger incision. She did not stop for any explanations this time. But when it came time to sew up the hole, she found that Enrico's penis was a little in the way and asked him to pull it a little to the other side. Some of the girls in the audience sniggered when he lifted up his weighty penis with his left hand and held it to the right. It was draped over his fingers and dangling quite a way down.
"Thank you Enrico! That was great. Please go and put your clothes back on. Now children, please give a round of applause to our brave Enrico for volunteering himself for our demonstration."
The children all clapped enthusiastically as Enrico smiled and took a little bow. He quickly got dressed and rejoined Jane by the table.
"Any questions?" Said Jane as Enrico was getting dressed.
"Can we see his balls?" Said one of the girls and all the kids sniggered at her use of the word balls.
"Certainly!" said Jane. She picked them up and wiped any traces of blood that was on them and handed them to the kids in the front row. "Just pass them along."
The children held them in their hands, poking prodding and squeezing. Some pulled faces. One of them held them up to their eyes and pulled a face so that his friends would laugh. Finally one of the teachers standing at the back got a hold of them and looked at them. She then brought them to the front to give back to Jane.
"They're a little grey aren't they? I thought they would be whiter." said the teacher in a low voice to Jane.
"Yes, normally they are white, but Enrico had to be drained so that he wouldn't have an erection in front of the children. He spent the night cumming like crazy." she told the teacher with a wry smile on her face.
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