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Prime ingredients to spice up a story: guilt, shame, humiliation, punishment, coercion, trickery and betrayal of trust.

Below is a fantasy I thought of the other day. The lady surgeon and assistant are the same as the real ones I saw a year or so ago for a cyst removal.

I’m strapped down tight to the operating table. I’m naked from the waist down. My legs are spread wide and my knees are pulled up toward my chest. My pubes are shaved and my penis is taped back onto my abdomen. I feel a light breeze blowing on my scrotum.

I feel terribly exposed and vulnerable. I don’t know how I got into this situation. I am terrified and also aroused at the same time.

The young lady assistant who got me ready leans over and slyly whispers in my ear that Doctor X loves orchiectomies. It is her favorite procedure.

I hear the operating room door open. The assistant announces: “The patient is ready for orchiectomy!”

The surgeon calmly approaches, savoring the sight of my tight, pink, wrinkled scrotum, hers to do with as she pleases.

I whimper and softly beg, “Please, please, don’t… don’t do this.”

There is a long moment of silence. Then I feel the pinch of the anesthetic needle.

“They always say that,” the lady surgeon quietly says. Her assistant chuckles.

“He’ll make a sweet little neutered puppy.”

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“Hey there, lonely boy” by Aunt Cassie

Kaylee is a hot babe in her 30s who likes to drop by the library occasionally on the lookout for virgin sissies.

A typical encounter is when she spots a shy young man at the library looking a little sad and lonely. Let’s call him Sam. She knows instinctively that he is a virgin sissy. She approaches him and says, “Hey there, lonely boy”.

He immediately brightens. He can’t believe his luck. But he also kind of expects it. He’s a momma’s boy that expects to have everything in life handed to him on a platter. But Sam has no idea what she has planned for him.

Kaylee plans to start him on a special program of guidance. She will take over his life and transform him into a ‘femboi under all’. He will become a passive receiver and satisfier of other people’s lust, especially the lusts of men. She knows this has always been his true destiny.

The final step is to ensure Sam remains a sweet, innocent little virgin forever. Kaylee knows it is imperative that his precious penile virginity must be protected and preserved permanently. He must never be allowed to penetrate a woman and play the role of a man. There is only one surefire way to guarantee this: a simple body modification.

To prepare him for the final step Kaylee introduces Sam to a small gathering of virgin sissies that Kaylee has successfully guided through the complete program. They are all soft, sweet, happy people. Sam likes them and feels a strong kinship immediately. They show Sam how they have been modified. Their balls and ball sacs have been removed and their penises are limp and have shrunk to a small size. They will never be able to penetrate a woman. Sam agrees to undergo the surgery.

Kaylee is delighted. She loves emasculating little sissy virgins.


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Aunt Cassie’s cock 23 years ago

Looks bigger than it is because I had just cum and was grabbing it way down low. My balls are way up tight too, so it looks like I don’t have any. Hope people aren’t too offended by my narcissism.


Two new reviews of my eBook

In the first one, the reviewer gave me five stars and his summary/title line is, “Nuts About This Subject”:

“Lots of good stories about castration. If this is your fetish, this collection should satisfy your appetite. If there’s a second volume, the author might include more family members watching. Sort of like a reunion, with nude males having gone through it, and females participating. And maybe a story about it happening at work, with female boss and coworkers watching. Overall, I found the stories to be varied enough to hold my interest.”

These two story ideas are OK but I can’t get motivated to do them.

The second reviewer gave me two stars and his summary/title is, “Disappointed”:

“Great title but that’s as far as it went. Lots and lots of build up then lots of ‘three dots’.”

It’s true, I don’t tend to dwell on the gross surgical mechanics of a castration. It’s the situation, the context that I find most erotic. I don’t really plan to change that in my writing.

One of the hottest castrations I’ve ever read is the long surgical castration scene at the climax of “Neutered by the Vet” by Martha Z. Kleine and available on Amazon. I still jerk off to it from time to time. But it’s the interaction between the participants that’s hot and not so much the actual cutting and suturing and snipping.


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Castration world-building

I love building worlds in which men are trapped and must live in constant fear of castration, where if they make one false step they will lose their balls.

A hot adjunct of this are stories where women are aware of the dynamics and who cunningly scheme to trick and maneuver men into making that false step. Like a game of cat-and-mouse or a game of chess where checkmate means castration. Games where the women have everything to gain and nothing to lose. Such women would naturally leer and gloat once they had achieved their wicked objective.

I guess I am similar to Lamivex in this regard, with his Ladies’ Love Paradise and Cuckworld.

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“The Adjudikator – The Book” by Aunt Cassie

[This is a continuation of “The Adjudikator – Up in the Attic”]

Megan was a cute, popular girl and still a virgin. She had French kissed a couple times on dates but was eager to learn more. On one occassion, she and her girlfriends had organized a pajama party and invited a cute boy to sneak in. They all took turns shyly touching and feeling his throbbing privates and then he showed them how a boy masturbates. So she was very inqusitive about everything to do with sex including castration.

Later that same night she and her mom had visited her grandmother’s attic, Megan went to bed wearing only a cotton mini-t-shirt and satiny panties. She snuggled down into her soft, warm, sweetly fragrant bed and cuddled her sad-eyed panda bear stuffed animal. Although Megan is a teen she still clings to some of her childhood habits.

She reaches over to her nightstand and picks up the funny little antique book about the Adjudikator contraption that she and her mom had found in the attic. Megan reads the book slowly to savor it. It takes a week of nightly readings to finish it. As she reads it she finds that certain parts in the book make her nipples stiffen and her clit tingle and throb. So much of the content is sexually suggestive and arousing that she wonders if the book wasn’t intended more as pornography than standard reportage.

The following sections summarize the contents of the book.

General Description

It has a green-cloth-bound cover. The title on the spine is printed in gold lettering. It is 250 pages long and was published in 1872. It contains photos and diagrams. All the pages are covered with light brown spots called foxing. The title is “Aunt Lydia’s Adjudikator” and the sub-title is ” An Instrument of Women’s Justice”.


In the interests of brevity Adj is used to abbreviate Adjudikator.

The introduction tells what the book is about and how the author came to write it.

The book is about the Adj, a small, manually-operated mechanical device designed to facilitate the safe and effective castration of men. The Adj was designed so that it could be operated without any need for medical training.

The Adj was sold via the standard mail-order catalogs of the day. It sold well and soon became a popular sensation all across the country.

The Adj was invented, manufactured and sold by a women calling herself ‘Aunt Lydia’.

The philosophy behind the Adj was that it was to be used for moral correction, temperament improvement and above all, Women’s Justice.

The author is a young reporter working at a big Boston newspaper and he was given the assignment to do a story on the Adj and it’s inventor.

The author travels out to a small town west of Boston, Gideon’s Hill, where the Adj workshop is located. He meets Aunt Lydia and is given a tour of the workshop.

One small room in the workshop building is an archive containing newspaper articles, letters, reports and testimonials about the Adj gathered from all over the country. The author realized that this material could be used to write a book about the Adj and its inventor.

Aunt Lydia loves the idea of a book and gives the author permission to use the archive and also she agrees to grant him a series of interviews for the book.

As he works on the book the author finds himself drawn more and more deeply into the world of Aunt Lydia and her invention.

Chapter One

This chapter tells of Aunt Lydia’s family background and upbringing and of factors that contributed to inspiring Aunt Lydia to develop the Adj.

She came from an old, well-established, affluent family. The family home was a beautiful Back Bay townhouse. Her family were well-respected community leaders, very upright and moral.

Growing up, Aunt Lydia was a very unladylike tomboy. She was very bright and dynamic. Her father was an eminent physician so she was thoroughly familiar with male and female reproductive biology.

As a young teen Lydia notes how men dominate and exploit women and she also notes the satyr-like way men view girls and women as objects of sexual pursuit. She knew instinctively that she would never tolerate men treating her in those ways.

Later, in college she specializes in mechanical engineering.

Chapter Two

This chapter tells of the inspiration for the invention of the Adj.

As a young adult, Aunt Lydia obtains a position as a mechanical engineer whose job it is to design and improve the machines used by a large food processing concern.

In her private life, Aunt Lydia enjoys socializing with a circle of like-minded lady friends. They are all very upper-class and dominant. They like to play dominant sex games with their male servants and a few other willing young males.

One of these women invents a special milking box. A male is placed in it so that only his buttocks and genitals protrude from a large opening. Then his genitals can be manually toyed with at leisure by the ladies for their amusement.

One servant, Jacob, is very quiet and submissive. The ladies learn that he had lost his testicles as a result of a kick from a horse. They also notice that his oral skills applied to quim and bottom hole are far superior to intact males. In fact, they find Jacob to be the perfect sex toy, servant and companion.

This causes the ladies to wonder if more men could made to be like Jacob. They begin to consider campaigning for castration as an integral part of Women’s Rights. But they are disappointed when one of their group, a surgical nurse, points out that the idea is impractical since performing a castration requires medical training.

As a solution to the problem Aunt Lydia proposes the invention of a mechanical device as a way to allow women to castrate without any training. Her idea is met with unanimous approval and pledges of support.

Chapter Three

This chapter tells of perfecting the design of the Adj, organizing its manufacture and finding ways to sell them.

When it came to sales, Aunt Lydia was totally adamant and inflexible about her policy that Adjs were only to be sold to women.

When asked if test subjects were used during the development of the Adj Aunt Lydia admits that test subjects were used but declined to give further details.

Chapter Four

This chapter tells of the various responses to the Adj in the eastern part of the country.

It’s introduction in the urban areas of the Northeast resulted in an uproar. Many women advocated and championed it. Many men denounced it as dangerous and inhumane. The controversy was basically a stalemate. The chief result was that women practitioners had to be careful and discreet in their employment of the device.

Aunt Lydia herself comes forward to make a very public speech advocating Adjs for preventive use. She is quoted as saying: “The world would be a better place if more men would just bow their head and surrender their manhood to Women’s Justice!”

This controversy turned out to be excellent advertising for the device and sales increased markedly.

The reception in some of the smaller towns in the Northeast was more positive. In some towns there were serious proposals in favor of incorporating its use into the local penal code.

The more sparsely populated Southeast had a fairly relaxed attitude about the Adj. Women were allowed to use the device as they saw fit.

Chapter Five

This chapter tells of how people living in the frontier territories out West reacted to the Adj.

Adjs proved to be very popular out West, it fit in quite well with the rough-and-ready frontier justice that prevailed. In fact, it became ‘one of the ways the West was tamed’.

Many towns had lady judges and they welcomed the Adj as a great addition to their tools for dispensing justice and keeping the peace. It became one of the most common sentences handed out. The judges found it very gratifying to be able to go directly from pronouncing sentence to carrying out the Adj sentence themselves in a back room immediately after.

Many saloons were owned by women and these saloons always had a special back room equipped with an Adj ready to take care of customers that were drunk and disorderly, rude to women or just plain nuisances.

However, ownership of Adjs by women for personal use was relatively rare.

Due to the lack of medical supplies out West it became common to use two small lumps of black pitch to seal the wounds left by an Adj. As a result, men in the frontier territories would jokingly insult each other by saying they had noticed black pitch stains in the other guy’s underdrawers.

Chapter Six

This chapter tells of the private and highly exclusive sex clubs that sprang up in the Northeast inspired by the Adj.

At club meetings the women are fully dressed in prim-and-proper fashion while the men are stark naked.

Action at the clubs consisted in the women employing various methods to sexually torture and humiliate the men.

Each club owned its own Adj and the male members were frequently threatened with being forced to submit to it but the threats were never carried out. Some lady club members owned their own Adjs and did not hesitate to use them for the purpose they were intended.

Aunt Lydia was initially shocked when she learned of these clubs but soon came to embrace them wholeheartedly. On one occasion she was invited to address a club meeting as a guest speaker. During Q&A she was asked about the unusual loyalty and devotion shown by newly castrated eunuchs and she responded by saying, “Once you take a male’s sex glands he is yours forever.”

Chapter Seven

This chapter gives a first person account by the author of his interest and experience with the Adj and its inventor.

When the author first meets Aunt Lydia he is struck by her great dignity and presence. She seems much older but he then realizes she is really only a few years older than himself.

She is very kind and gracious to him while he is working on the book. On more than one occasion she invited him to dine with her at her home, a grand old Victorian mansion.

One night, after a long day of working in the archives he breaks down and begs and pleads with Aunt Lydia to use the Adj on him. She laughed and said, “No, you’re much too young and it would be cruel to send you back to your big-city life a sexless eunuch.”

On his last day in Gideon’s Hill before returning to Boston, as he was getting ready to leave she looked at him with a twinkle and a warm smile and said that maybe someday they would meet again. He knew when he left that day that her memory would stay with him for years to come.


This section contains detailed diagrams and specifications for the design, operation and construction of the device.

Photo Section

The photo section in the middle of the book has photos of Aunt Lydia, an Adj, the factory, Aunt Lydia’s current home and the author.

Newspaper Clipping

A folded piece of yellowed newspaper is stuck in the back of the book. It tells of Aunt Lydia selling her business in 1884 after selling many thousands of Adjs. She decides to abandon the cold Yankee Northland and retire, with a considerable fortune, to a secluded estate located in the warm, welcoming Southland. In addition to her customary social activities with various lady friends, she surrounds herself with a small staff of male servants and admirers, all of them eunuchs, each one of whom she proudly admits she castrated herself. Included in this group is the author of the book that was written about her and her invention.

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Visualization of the testicle-shearing machine

This was going to be part of the “The Plantation” story but I dropped it. I don’t have any plans to revive it. Here is how I visualized it.

The machine is mounted in a heavy metal frame that stands three feet high and is bolted to the floor. It has a slit in the front for the testicles to be drawn through and a small seat for the victim bolted to it on the back. Shiny, razor-sharp blades are placed above and below the slit, a motor brings them together with great force. A shiny stainless-steel bowl on the floor in front of the machine is ready to catch the severed scrotum and testicles. A large red button on the front of the machine is used to activate it.

Ralph is strapped tightly into the seat on the back of the machine, his testicles dangling through the slit. He looks to his assistant, Letitia, for help. He sees her standing in front of him with the Amazons. He realizes with a shock that Letitia is totally buddy-buddy with and in cahoots with the Amazons. She smiles mischievously at him and steps forward to the machine. She says, “Sorry, boss”, and pushes the red button. He bellows in agony and vomits over himself and the machine and then passes out. One of the Amazons matter-of-factly brings over a hose and sprays water over Ralph and the machine, rinsing them off.

He wakes up later laying in bed in the small infirmary. Letitia is sitting next to the bed. She tells him that she is sure he will make a good field worker at the plantation, working out in the fields in the hot sun all day. She tells him she will explain to the editors back at the newspaper that the whole thing had turned out to be a hoax, there was no plantation just some raggedy dirt farmers with a couple chicken and a pig, and so he had decided to take an early retirement and move to Costa Rica.

Letitia climbs up into the jacked-up, big-wheel four-wheel-drive pickup and drives over the long, very-rough road through bayou country back to the big city.

A month later Letitia receives a package in the mail. She calls her girlfriends and invites them over for a pizza and beer party. She shows them what came in the package, a beautiful draw-string change-purse made of soft, pliable leather decorated with colorful patterns and shiny metal rings and beads. She passes it around for them to look at closely and one of her girlfriends says, “You know what this looks like? A guy’s nut sack!” They all laugh and kick back for a relaxing evening.

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“Arabella – Plant the Seed” by Aunt Cassie

Her name was Arabella, or Bella for short. Bella was a real hot babe, lithe and supple. All men wanted her and she loved it.

She had had many jobs, all people-oriented: human resources, beautician, health club worker, real estate agent. She loved variety and she loved meeting people and making friends and she always kept the friends she made. She had a huge social circle and went out to lots of fun social events. She continually surrounded herself with healthy, active, every-day people.

She met lots of hot guys and she loved flirting and playing sex games with them. She would regularly cocktease men until they developed obvious erections bulging in their pants.

She needed to be in control and to be the center of attention. She never liked penetration. Cockteasing and oral tribute was her preferred kinds of sex.

With a few select ‘pets’ she would go out on dates and cocktease them all night and then get them somewhere private and do a strip tease for them. Then she would have them give her oral tribute front and back. Then she would let them ask permission to jerk off for her. They would kneel at her feet while she remained seated. She loved to watch them relieve their pent-up frustration, urgently jerking their cocks. She loved it best when they had saved up their cum by abstaining before the date which caused them to helplessly spurt huge loads. They were always so sweet and embarrassed after having shown her their most private function.

Bella was married and her husband really brought home the bacon. He had some kind of super bean-counting job, a CPA or a CFO or some such, she was never much interested to find out. He knew she played around but he didn’t mind, he was actually flattered that so many men worshipped his hot wife.

Her husband was quiet and reserved. Bella was frustrated that he was such a social stick-in-the-mud. So one day while she was thinking about this she noticed a display in the cosmetics and hair-care section at the back of a drug store. The display was called “Plant the Seed”. It promoted the life-enhancing qualities of having your partner castrated. There were some brochures and a little pyramid of free specimen jars for preserving the male’s manhood which made her giggle.

Bella was intrigued and took the brochure and a jar home with her. She visited the website given on the brochure to learn more about it. There was a lot of material available on the website: videos, write-ups and testimonials. She prided herself on keeping up with the latest fashions and trends and she was surprised to learn that she had completely missed the new eunuch-partner trend. She learned how castration had started as a new sexual identity choice and then spread into more mainstream sexualities, especially in female-led relationships.

According to the “Plant the Seed” material, there were many benefits that come with castration that derived from males being freed of the inhibiting and stunting effects of male-gender conditioning.

Videos of eunuchs showed how relaxed and verbal and demonstrative they were. They were softer and calmer and more cuddly. New eunuchs also enjoyed a special status among women. They had a kind of glow that attracted women. Women instinctively knew they were totally safe, open and accessible. Women would talk to them and touch them and share with them as they would with another woman.

The “Plant the Seed” material suggested that women should discuss these advantages with their partner. This had been shown to be an effective way of encouraging the partner to accept and to begin to desire castration.

The company behind the “Plant the Seed” campaign offered comprehensive counseling and referral services for such prospective woman/eunuch relationships.

After having thought about it for a few days Bella decided that her husband would be an ideal candidate and that she was going to begin to ‘plant-the-seed’.

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Creamy Cum Plantation

Cruel amazon-type women operate a bizarre plantation deep in the Louisiana bayou country. There is a long private dirt road out to the plantation but it is virtually impassable most of the year. Helicopters are the main form of transport to and from the plantation. The plantation is part of a large network of plantations located in remote and inaccessible areas worldwide.

The amazons are all at least six feet tall. Most of them are brunettes but there are a few blondes and redheads as well. They all have full figures: big busts, narrow waists, wide hips and generous buttocks. They all wear tight khaki military-type fatigues with lots of cleavage showing. Their faces are hard and mannish.

The purpose of the plantation is the production of sissy-boy semen. The semen is sold to be used in a wide variety of ways.

Helpless sissy-boys are held captive in cages. The cages completely fill a large, three-story corrugated-metal building. The cage-filled building is only one of a large group of corrugated-metal buildings on the plantation.

The sissy-boys are kept naked and wear tight chastity devices on their privates to prevent them from wasting their precious semen. They are milked of their seminal essence on a weekly basis. The sissy-boys are well taken care of. They are fed healthy food and are given plenty of opportunity for exercise.

The sissy-boys are recruited from the S&M scenes in large cities in the region. There is no problem finding enough volunteers, in fact there is a substantial waiting list. Of course, the volunteers are kept in the dark as to exactly what they are getting themselves into.

They are fed a special medicated gruel as part of their diet that makes their testicles grow to twice their normal size and makes them yield a much higher volume of semen/sperm. Unfortunately, a side-effect of the medication is that it shortens the productive life of the testicles. Once the productive output of a sissy-boy’s testicles has been exhausted he is relieved of his semen producing duties and reallocated to field work. As part of this reallocation the sissy-boy is taken to be processed by the testicle-shearing machine.

Snoopy detectives and reporters that visit the plantation are dealt with by being taken to the VIP milking parlor where they are tricked into letting themselves be milked. After they have experienced the most powerful orgasm of their life and they are floating in a blissful daze they are injected without warning with muscle-relaxant and taken to the testicle-shearing room. Then they are assigned to field work all day out in the hot sun, and are never seen again by the outside world.