Interview with Jenny

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Questioner: How would you describe your sexuality?

Jenny: Well, I’d call myself a lesbian even though I do stray now and then and grab a passing male. (laughs)

Q: What about when you were younger?

J: I was exploring my sexuality early on, but I pretty much confined myself to boys. By the time I was 18, I was already pretty worldly and experienced. My breasts were small – they still are – but the guys seemed to like them, and me.

Q: Tell me about Paul.

J: He lived a few doors down from me. I realized early on that he had an infatuation with me. He was 15, and I was a little over 18.

He would come around asking if I wanted any gardening or odd jobs done. On the first occasion I was sunbathing in a two-piece swimsuit while he was supposed to be weeding the garden. I had undone the tie of the bra to save getting a line across my back from the sun.

That must have attracted him because he gathered up his courage and asked if I would like some sun lotion on my back, which I agreed to. He commented on how good my skin was and nervously mentioned I had a great body.

I partially turned around, squinting against the sun, revealing my breast. I could see he was embarrassed and interested. I suppose I got a kick out of enticing such an adorable young male.

Q: What happened next?

I sat up facing him and we shared a glass of orange juice. I could see by the bulge in his shorts that I was affecting him. So this now became a challenge to me.

He was telling me how good I looked and lavishing praise on me, so I invited him to feel my bare boobs. He did this very tenderly. I also remember enticing him to kiss a nipple and things advanced from there.

In no time at all I had him hooked. My pet turn-on to release his inhibitions was to hold his head to my breast and getting him to suck the whole breast into his mouth. As soon as his teeth reached the chest wall I would make him bite me. This turned me on and certainly had an effect on him. His juvenile penis, which was about 4 inches long and not much thicker than a male finger, would soon stand to attention.

At this time I was into reading anything I could find on the subject of castration. I suppose you could say I was fascinated by the subject.

Q: Did you talk about this with Paul?

J: I slowly introduced him to the subject. I started to pass on the stories and pictures to him. At first it was not to his liking, but he soon realized by letting me examine him and tie up his bits he could play with me. He would allow me to bind his penis and testes, which I soon got very good at. He enjoyed the pain. It was becoming a drug to him.

About this time I received a drawing from a male friend. It was titled "The Ultimate Tie." It showed how to tie a male’s bits and basically castrate him. I studied it and after a while I left it around my house so Paul would come across it, which he did.

As our affair progressed, I started getting used to his anatomy and learned that I could actually separate his testes which I might add were quite small. Rather delightful juvenile ones, really.

Discovering and feeling the stalks and how they were attached was quite a thrill, as I had never had a willing subject to examine before. We had the drawing printed out so it could be followed and eventually I got very proficient at it. It gave me a great feeling of power over him.

We practiced the tie several times. The last bit was a two-handled cord that was used to exert the final pressure needed for castration.

Q: Okay, let’s stop there. Were you actually planning to castrate Paul?

J: In the beginning I had no intention of castrating him. I felt I wanted to take him almost to the point of castration and then release him. I remember it said towards the end of the drawing "Do not leave the tie on longer than fifteen minutes." I think that sentence was the challenge to me.

Q: Do you think Paul wanted to be castrated?

J: No, I am sure he did not want to.

Q: Okay, please describe your last experience with Paul.

J: I knew he was soon to go to Australia with his mother, as his father was already working out there. The day before he was due to go he came round about midday. I told him we should make that day memorable, as it was to be his last day with me.

I soon had him lying down on the bed. There was no need to tie his hands as he was well used to being played with.

I followed the drawing, first applying hand cream to the scrotum and massaging it. He soon developed an erection which I took care of with a hand job. After he ejaculated, his scrotum was nice and slack.

I placed a strip around the scrotum and separated each testicle. The purpose of the bandage was to prevent the thin cord from biting in and causing pain.

Q: How was Paul reacting at this point?

J: He loved me doing things to him by now and fully trusted me.

Now, over the bandage I used thin nylon thread and bound the stalks between the body and the testicles. The skin around the testicles was almost transparent by now. His balls were beautiful, as if ready for plucking. I asked him how he felt and his reply was "Great!"

I had bound the thin cord very tight, much tighter than we normally did. I was getting a real kick out of this and I was already approaching my first orgasm.

I now produced two cords, both of which about a foot long, made of cloth and nylon and immensely strong. There were wood handles on the end of each.

I decided on the right testicle first, looping the cord over the bound section in a single knot and gently pulling on the handles till the cord tightened. It was so nice as I put on the pressure. The cord creaked as it bared down crushing in on the bound stalk.

Q: Did Paul complain about the pain?

He groaned a little. I asked him if he was OK and he replied yes.

I now did the same to the other stalk, again applying as much pressure as i could. Again he groaned and his stomach sucked in as I applied the pressure.

At this point I was beginning to orgasm. I soothed him and allowed him to suckle a breast, holding him at times like a baby. I also was allowing him to suckle my clit. This made me cum several times.

Q: By this point did you want to castrate Paul?

J: The thought was growing in my mind. It is like a dare. You always want to go that bit further. It was like the thrill of the chase once the adrenalin started to run.

After I finished cumming, I started to twist the ties as tight as possible. I would tighten one, and then return to the other to add that little bit more pressure. About half an hour had now passed since the binding had been completed.

He complained that both testes were hurting and we should ease off a bit. I assured him that in just a few minutes we would be over the pain barrier.

It was so nice to know I really had him and he did not seem to realize exactly what I was doing to him.

Unlike the stories I had read, the scrotum was not going black but it looked more gray. I kissed a testicle and noticed it was very cold. I told him how nice they now felt.

I suppose an hour or more had passed when he told me the pain in his balls was easing now, although he still had a pain up in the groin. As I kissed the testes it was so obvious how cold they were. I could see that the stalks had been reduced from the thickness of a finger to about the thickness of a pencil.

He was so lovely to look at, with his scrotum all bound and squeezed, with just a wisp of pubic hair. At this point he had sort of a semi erection, so I decided to work on it in order to distract him.

Q: Did he manage to ejaculate again?

J: Yes, but it took awhile and it was very watery, not as thick as before.

It was now early evening and he said he had no pain at all in his sack. The story ended with me releasing his beautiful little cold testicles.

Q: Did Paul think that you had castrated him?

I am sure in his mind he did not think ever he would be castrated even in the final hours. And when the pain stopped in the testes I do not think he realized the significance of that. I was nipping at them with my teeth, which did not seem to hurt him.

He left for Australia the next day and I never heard from him again. I was sort of disapointed that I could not follow up on his progress, but deep down I felt that I did kill his testes.

Q: And how do you feel about it today?

I do regret what I did to a male who was so young. I do also wonder how he feels about it now. I do know that many males want to relieve themselves of sexual satisfaction by damaging or removing their testes. Maybe deep down Paul wanted that too.

Q: Thank you for telling us your story, Jenny.

J: (smiles) You’re welcome. I hope others will find it as stimulating as I still do.