The debate and the dilemma persist, castrating or not castrating male animals.

The debate and the dilemma persist, castrating or not castrating male animals.

Castrated animals become more docile, tame, and resigned. On the other hand, some emasculated beasts become somewhat depressed or obese.

Some doctors say castration, by eliminating some hormones, makes the muscles less stiff and robust. Others suggest making hormone replacement so that the beasts of burden do not lose strength and disposition.

Some trainers point out that they use the genitals and the scrotum as motivation tools. They say that crushing, twisting, kicking, burning, and beating the penis and scrotum makes animals work more willingly. Others report that masturbating animals daily is a way to give them some stress-free pleasure.

Some studies have confirmed that keeping male animals with a certain degree of sexual excitement can improve their performance at work. Some trainers often keep their beasts of burden with anal plugs and nipples pierced by rings as a means of keeping animals willing and excited. Some say that even castrated animals can be stimulated or tortured by nipples, tongues, mouths, and anus.

Many animal trainers usually teach their cattle to make blowjobs, drinking all the cum, urine and often eating their feces. They say that making animals eat everything their owners secrete reinforces the bonds of domination and subordination between men and their trained fags. This reduction of stupid male animals in servile-trained fags is facilitated by the castration of the animals. Scholars confirm that this transformation is both physical and psychological.

Research has shown that traditional practices of castrating an awake and conscious animal so that the beast watches its parts being extracted and neglected make perfect sense. Virtually no farm uses any anesthesia to castrate. Pain and bleeding are easily controlled; animals do generally not lose consciousness during the process. Breeders understand that it is didactic to make male animals observe their dignity and their hopes being extracted along with their genitals. To reinforce insignificance and contempt for the animal, many throw the extracted parts on the ground, in the trash, or feed dogs or pigs.

Accept that you are no longer human, be happy as an animal.

After years of suffering and forced slavery, at some point in your life, you give up fighting your destiny. You give up having any hope, expectations, dreams, future, past, or identity. You are no longer you. On that day, you accept that your body is no longer yours, that you are no longer a man or a human. You are just a stupid animal that belongs to your brutal and cruel Owner. You simply cannot decide anything or make any other choice; just obey and accept your inferiority and submission. You now accept all pain, violence, humiliation, and abuse without hesitation or complaint.

Finally, on that day, you discover that this new condition is what you always wanted. That it is to be this exploited and brutally treated animal that you were born; that is what you are for.

And you feel delighted. Ready to endure all the tortures, violence, rapes, and beatings with resigned happiness.

We are in no hurry, at some point he will fall off the bench, his life and our fun will end.

The sentence was clear, this imbecile is going to be hanged, and he knows he will die today. We are going to kill this shit bastard in the next few hours. But we can have a little more fun making him suffer. On his last night in prison, we don't let him sleep; the guards tortured, beat, and raped him all night. Now, with the rope around his neck, he has been whipped violently. We are trying to knock this shit fag off that stool for almost an hour. He could screw up our fun, and end his suffering simply by jumping off the stool.
As soon as he falls out of there, his life ends; he will die almost instantly. However, he struggles to equilibrate himself; he balances himself with difficulty because he really doesn't want to die.
It is beautiful to watch the sweat, blood, and cum trickle over his old and injured body. He cries, screams, laughs, and enjoys his last moments of life.
When we noticed his erection, we tied a rope at the base of his scrotum so everyone could see that he was enjoying his last moments of life. He already spilled a lot of cum on that dick!
We are in no hurry; at some point, he will fall off the bench, and his life and our fun will end.

Animals know what will happen to them.

The poor man was old and very indebted, so he accepted to be sold like an animal. What it did not imagine is that who would buy him would be a meat producer. It arrived at the slaughterhouse thin and weak, for weeks it has been kept confined and well-fed. Then it will be castrated to make it even fatter for a few more weeks and then shot down with a hammer.

Animals know what will happen to them. The day before, they already stick a thick plastic tube into your urethra and tied their balls and dick to interrupt circulation and facilitate castration. With these precautions, castration is a very quick, simple and almost painless intervention. Everything that is cut is mixed in the cattle feed the next day. It is not uncommon for castrated animals to find their parts in the middle of their food. No waste, nothing is lost.

The experienced veterinarian likes to look deeply into the animal's eyes and then quickly pulls out the penis and deftly cuts the balls first and then the base of the dick in two fast movements.
Some of them don't even notice what was extracted. They only cry and despair when the vet shows the parts in his hand.

Accept that you are not human, you are just a crap fag! And be happy like that!

Accept that you are no longer human; you are only your owner's animal. Accept that "your body" is not yours anymore; it is His. Accept that pain is part of your life and His fun. When you accept these facts, when you take that is what you were born for, there will be no more suffering or humiliation. You are just the fag slut he uses to have fun. His happiness, His joy, is your pleasure!

The challenge of being the coach driving beasts of burden at coal mines!

The task requires art and guile! One of the most challenging jobs in the coal mines was driving pack animals. Before, the mines had horses to pull carts and wagons inside mines and in the loading yards. Then, they decided to exchange the horses for human beasts. They are cheaper and smaller and can get into tight holes and the most precarious tunnels.

The challenge is to figure out how to make these stupid, lazy animals work more efficiently, hauling the heaviest load of coal possible and delivering the most significant load imaginable in the shortest time possible, generating the most profit potential. 

They are lazy and disguised beasts, groaning and pretending not to be able to handle the load, trying to work as little as possible. The driver has to know where and how to hit so that the beast works as efficiently as possible. Knowing how hard and often to punish these animals requires training and careful observation. The trainer must be the intelligence and wisdom of the work; the animal should only be strength, fear, and obedience.

If the trainer overloads the animal, it can last a few weeks of work and become ruined forever and unusable. It has to be thrown away or slaughtered. If the trainer hits too much or in the wrong places, he can injure and kill the beast. The task requires art and guile! It's a challenging position.