On this day, when the worthless dog woke up, he saw a message left by Master. It ordered him to wear his high school athletic uniform, badminton shorts, and athletic socks, and to arrive at Master’s house around 4:00 PM. Seeing Master’s command, the worthless dog dared not delay. After a quick wash and cleanup, he dressed exactly as instructed and headed over. 

　Arriving just before four o’clock, he entered the house and immediately dropped to his knees as usual. Just as he was about to strip off his clothes, Master stopped him, ordering him to keep them on. Next, Master fastened a collar and a leash around the worthless dog's neck, led him into the kitchen, and tied him down. Normally, he was led to Master’s training room for discipline; this was the first time he had been chained in the kitchen. He wondered if Master wanted to try a completely different style of conditioning. 

　Once the worthless dog was secured, Master turned around and began preparing kitchen utensils. It looked like dinner preparations. Perhaps Master intended to use dog food as the prelude to this session’s humiliation. 

　With the utensils ready, Master turned around, looking down at the worthless dog with a wicked smirk he had never seen before. 

　"Are you ready for your next phase, my cute, useless-cock little doggy?" 

　Not knowing what Master planned, the worthless dog could only whimper and bark in compliance. 

　"Take off your shorts. Expose your worthless dog-cock!" 

　Receiving Master's order, the worthless dog dared not hesitate. He quickly pulled off his athletic shorts, set them aside, and presented his genitals to Master. Master reached out, fondling and stroking the worthless dog's shaft. Under Master’s practiced technique, the dog-cock grew harder and harder, swelling to its absolute limit. At that moment, Master produced a small black band the dog had never seen before. Master forcefully snapped it around the very base of his cock and testicles, forcing the already rigid erection to engorge even further, appearing much larger than usual. 

　"This is a tourniquet. It prevents blood from flowing back. If left on long enough, your entire manhood will necrose and die!" 

　Hearing Master’s explanation, the worthless dog recalled articles he had read about the usage and extreme practices involving tourniquets. Fear began to creep into his heart, while Master continued to toy with the artificially swollen erection. 

　"I need to thoroughly inspect the meat to see if it’s fresh. Of course, maintaining its freshness is also vital! Your dog-cock is going to be my delicious dinner tonight!" 

　With the base heavily constricted by the tourniquet, Master continuously teased his erection, stopping right at the brink of release over and over for countless rounds. The worthless dog gradually began to lose himself in the pleasure, treating Master's terrifying words as merely the provocative roleplay for this session. 

　"Strip off your shirt too. Let everyone see the complete, worthless-cock dog!" 

　After the high school athletic top was removed, Master began writing words across the dog's bare skin with a marker: 

FRIED PENIS FOR MASTER

　Once finished, Master produced a camera and began taking photos of the worthless dog, speaking cold words throughout: 

　"This way, everyone will know exactly how I plan to cook your 16-centimeter useless cock! Remember, these photos will be the final record of you still possessing a manhood. Savor this moment!" 

　After writing the words and completing the photos, Master pulled out a second tourniquet and snapped it tightly right beneath the glans, causing the dog to shriek in sheer agony. From that exact moment, the worthless dog realized with horror that Master was not joking. This wasn't some fantasy scenario for a roleplay; Master truly intended to turn his genitals into dinner. 

　Under continuous stimulation, combined with the extreme constriction of the two tourniquets trapping the blood entirely within the shaft, the dog-cock swelled even wider than before. 

　"Mmh, now the sausage looks even bigger, tastier, and juicier! I can't wait to start preparing my dinner tonight—your big cock!" 

　Once everything was set, Master brought out a frying pan, drizzled a thin layer of cooking oil onto it, and turned up the heat. Judging by the setup, Master intended to sear it. When the pan and oil reached a scorching temperature, Master brought the sizzling pan right before the dog's face, flashing a satisfied, wicked grin at his terror-stricken expression. 

 　Next, Master grabbed the worthless dog's erection and pressed it flat onto the searing hot pan. A violent, loud sizzling sound erupted instantly. Unable to bear the agonizing heat, the worthless dog wailed and screamed frantically, thrashing his torso in a desperate bid to yank his manhood away from the pan. Master, however, had no intention of allowing an escape. Pinning the shaft down ruthlessly with a spatula, Master periodically scooped up the boiling oil from the bottom of the pan and poured it directly over the raw, blistering flesh. 

　A distinct aroma began to waft through the kitchen, but the worthless dog was entirely consumed by the blinding torrents of agony screaming from his groin. Master, on the contrary, thoroughly enjoyed this feast of sight, sound, and scent. 

　"Smells absolutely delicious! But I need you to scream louder, worthless dog! That way, this show can serve as a truly wonderful appetizer!" 

　After some time, the flesh seemed cooked to a medium-rare state. Master lifted the "pan-seared dog cock" out and placed it onto a plate. Then, wielding a sharp knife, Master cleanly sliced off the dog's entire reproductive anatomy—including the seared shaft and the uncooked testicles. The dog had assumed Master would only amputate the cooked portion, never expecting his testicles to be harvested as well. 

　The violent physical trauma of being castrated, combined with the absolute shattering of his male identity, ripped the deepest, most agonizing wails from the worthless dog's soul. Yet to Master, this was merely harvesting a piece of meat from a lowly animal, an item of livestock. To become a meal on Master’s plate was deemed the ultimate honor. 

　"This pan-seared dog cock looks incredible! Now, stare at the culinary dish on my plate, and say goodbye to your manhood! Your screams and despairing face leave me thoroughly satisfied!" 

　With the entire set of genitals removed, the consumption phase began. The worthless dog was forced to remain kneeling before Master, watching every bite as his own flesh was eaten. 

　First, Master crushed one of the dog's testicles, mixing it with various seasonings to create a thick, custom dipping sauce. 

　Then, for the very first bite of dinner, Master sliced off the large glans, dipped it generously into the testicle sauce, and popped it into his mouth. The profound expression of culinary satisfaction on Master’s face made it clear just how delicious the dish was. 

　Next, Master sliced the remaining shaft into neat pieces, savoring them bite by bite. Every single stroke of the blade sent sharp, ghostly jolts of phantom pain piercing through the dog’s empty groin and shattered psyche. 

　Once the entire shaft had been consumed, Master picked up the final symbol of the dog's masculinity—the remaining testicle. Placing it in his mouth, Master bit down, crushing it and obliterating the last vestige of his reproductive organs. But it did not stop there. Master stepped forward, flashing that terrifying, wicked smirk once more, and forced the dog’s jaws open. Master then spat the masticated, crushed testicle directly into the worthless dog’s mouth, forcing him to swallow his own flesh. 

　"I must say, your dog-cock is vastly more valuable as a fine delicacy than it ever was attached to your body! Your ultimate purpose for existing is to thoroughly please me, your Master, and you have succeeded! Oh? Why are you crying? Didn't I just let you taste your own testicle?" 

　Sometime later, after the worthless dog's wounds had healed, he returned to campus to continue his studies and badminton training. He never could have anticipated that the video of his castration and consumption had leaked into the hands of several classmates who had always been envious of him. 

　Catching him alone when no one else was around, they ambushed the worthless dog. They stripped him entirely of his clothes and pants, using his completely smooth, empty groin as the ultimate tool to degrade him.

　"Oh look, how can our school's number one singles badminton player not even have a dick?!" 

　"Yeah, what's the point of ranking in the top ten of the school? Did you sell your own dick for cash?!" 

　"Without a dick, can you even keep attending an all-boys school?" 

　Under their relentless, mocking taunts, the worthless dog was forced onto the floor, ordered to pose in numerous humiliating, suggestive positions for their cameras. Every single snapshot was engineered to explicitly showcase and mock the hollow, empty space where his manhood used to be...