As I lay on the bed, I reflected on how today had been the best day of my life. I had married my high school sweetheart and the love of my life, Christina, and I were elated to begin this new chapter of life together. All that was left to do now was to consummate the marriage, which involved the circumcision ritual.

A long time ago, women were elected to rule the world and with that came drastic changes in the relationship between a man and a woman. First off, all men were required to undergo radical circumcision by the time they were 30 to curb their physical sexual pleasure and prevent sexual violence against women. For most men, this circumcision was done by their wives when they got married. However, those who were unable to settle down before their 30th birthday had to report to the WHA (Women’s Health Agency) the day after their 30th birthday to have their penis skinned by a female government worker.

Because some women, misguided by love and kindness, had performed minimal, loose circumcisions, removing little foreskin and preserving the frenulum, allowing their husbands to freely masturbate and enjoy all the thousands of nerve endings in their remaining foreskins and frenulum, the government had brought out regulations that all circumcised penises had to follow. Six months after their circumcision all men had to report to the WHA to check their penises confirmed to the regulations. One of these requirements was what was informally called “the tug test”. If the skin on a man’s penis could move more than 0.3 mm on pulling the skin, then the man had to be re-circumcised. This was of course made to ensure that circumcisions performed by wives reduced as much pleasure as possible.

To better assist women in circumcisions, the government introduced a special device called The Circumcision Fleshlight.

After inserting the man’s penis in the Fleshlight, every stroke would slowly push a thin circular blade deeper under the foreskin. Every 10 strokes would cover an inch. Pulling the Fleshlight off would cut the foreskin, instantly sealing the wound, so that continued sex was immediately possible, if the new wife desired it. To maximize the amount of foreskin removed, the government guideline was to remove the Fleshlight just as the man starts ejaculating guaranteeing an extremely low and tight cut. This also ensures that the first orgasm that the man experiences with his circumcised cock is a ruined orgasm, which the government was also a fan of, as it sent a firm message of delicious frustration, and lack of control over their own little remaining sexual pleasure imprinted forever in their brain during the first time of having sex with their new wife, whose pleasure was ALWAYS to take precedence.   

Christina knelt down before my cock, pulled my foreskin back, and started sucking on my penis. It felt heavenly. The first step of circumcision was to get the penis fully erect. She stopped, and slowly removed her top to reveal her beautiful pert breasts. Before coming back, kissing my exposed, deep purple, cock head, and resumed sucking, even flicking her tongue against my frenulum sending little shivers of micro-orgasms through my body. I wished it could’ve have lasted forever. But alas, again she stopped, my cock standing to full attention, twitching in sync with my heart beating. She then tied my hands and legs to the bed and smiled at me.

“I can’t wait to make you a real man tonight”, she said while grabbing the Circumcision Fleshlight. The government mandated that all circumcisions be performed without anesthetic as a punishment for past oppression committed against females by the male sex. Under a typical circumcision ritual, the newly-wed women circumcises her husband and proceeds to have sex with him afterward to consummate their marriage. 

As she moved the Fleshlight closer to my penis, she felt my nervousness and gently locked her fingers with mine to reassure me. “Let me take care of you”, she said with a loving smile, “trust me, it’s all going to be worth it.” She pushed my penis into the tight Fleshlight. The walls pulled back my foreskin. Christina started to stroke my penis using the Fleshlight. Despite my nervousness, the sensation felt incredible, I could feel the teeth on the side digging down further and further between my foreskin and my shaft, but it didn’t hurt and was weirdly insanely pleasurable. it wasn’t very long before my body started signaling the approaching orgasm.

“Baby, I’m about to cu-“

Before I could finish my sentence, and just as I passed the point of no return, but before the first pulse wave of orgasm, Christina flicked a switch on the side of the Fleshlight and I felt incredible pain in my frenulum, followed the first wave of orgasm. She then flicked another switch, and it felt like a wire had been pulled incredibly tight around the shaft, just below my cockhead and she pulled the Fleshlight hard off my cock as the second wave of orgasm hit. My now forever denuded cock head felt cold and I was aware of extreme emotional feelings of loneliness ad abandonment as I continued ejaculating into the air desperate for any kind of genital touch. I tried to reach down and grab my cock, however, Christina swiftly had pinned my arms down, staring into my soul as I continued the horrible frustration of no touch ejaculation. I moaned in frustration at my ruined orgasm, but Christina just continued to pin me down as I finished ejaculating. 

Afterwards, she positioned her naked body on top of mine. and rubbed her labia and clitoris directly on my denuded glans. “Aww poor boy. Do you feel all the pleasure that I took from you”, she said in a condescending tone. Christina had a tendency to be uncharacteristically assertive during sex, and tonight she felt even more empowered because of my circumcision. As she slowly slid my penis into herself, she said “My genitals are protected by law, while yours are forcibly mutilated. Males are replaceable in society: we conscript you into the military to die for us, circumcise your cocks to reduce your pleasure and increase ours, and take your money to treat ourselves. We even deny your circumcised cocks from feeling pleasure by ruining your orgasms. You guys sure did get the short end of the stick”. As she was saying this, I could feel my naked glans being tightly squeezed by her vagina, my corona being pulled upward with every thrust. I could feel another orgasm building up. I could also sense that Christina was close. Finally, I could hold it in no longer, and I ejaculated deep inside Christina’s tight pussy as her walls tightened around me. 

“I didn’t ruin this one, but don’t get too used to it. If circumcised cocks were meant for you to feel pleasure, they wouldn’t need to circumcised in the first place. I own your cock, and it’s sole purpose now is for pleasuring me. You’re going to find it’s like a whole new penis, that you won’t know how to work with, you have absolutely no skin left to stroke over your head and it’ll be too dry to rub directly. The only place your precious cockhead will ever feel the secure warmth of home is only either in my mouth or my pussy. And I will only let you cum when it pleases me to do so….” she whispered before passing out in my arms.

I felt my heart swell with love for this amazing woman and thanked my lucky stars that I now belonged to her.