I'm straight foreword, businesslike, and to the point, I also tend to be take charge and dominant. I'm also a total female supremist. I believe in total female supremacy, female superiority, female dominance.

I figure most guys who read this are just looking for some good wank-off material. You don't care what us women think or feel.

While I view castration as a simple straight foreword surgical procedure that is part of veterinary medicine, and it improves the lives neutered male animals and their owners, and I've castrated a lot of dogs, cats, and male farm animals. I also realize the same can be true of castration in men.

I think there are some women view castration as the solution to a problem, for others it's a total femdom power trip. For some it's both. Some women, probably most, find the idea of castrating men as at first intriguing and the source for some good jokes, but making it real would be repulsive and barbaric.

I also find castration to be a total female and femdom power trip and it's my favorite surgical procedure. Being a dominant woman and having been a veterinarian for 8 years and having castrated lots of male animals, I have always wanted to castrate a man, and recently I did just that.

I have a guy who works for me around my private clinic and small farmette. He's in his late 40's and he's usually the only man here, or was the only man here, as my entire veterinary staff is female. I call him Dink and he turned out to be quite submissive which made things a lot easier. It turns out there have been a few times Dink has actually watched me performing a castration. One of us has run on to him just after one of those surgeries and found he was trying to hide a bulge or wet spot in his pants. So maybe he had some femdom castration fantasies? Who knows, I think a number of men harbor such fantasies, us women need to take advantage of this.

I always make Dink wear long sleeve shirts. I don't know why but for some reason a man in long sleeves with his arms all covered up looks more weak, submissive, inferior, in my power, you get the idea.

One day I asked him, "Dink, do you like working and staying here?" He said he did and I asked if he wanted to continue here, again he said yes. I told him to come on in to the clinic if he wanted to stay there was something I needed to do with him. He seemed reluctant but he came in and we led him to one of the procedure rooms. We had him lie down on the table and then strapped him down secure. He looked scared as hell and when we pulled his pants off he had a huge erection.

I was wearing a regular long sleeve workshirt. I quickly rolled up my sleeves rolling them up above my elbows. Not only does rolling them up get them out of my way, but there's something about having my sleeves rolled up that makes me feel more powerful, superior, dominant, again you get the idea.

When I do a castration I always wear a long sleeve shirt and roll my sleeves up a little higher than to just above my elbows. I like rolling my sleeves up in a way that I feel is casual and also the woman in charge.

Dink watched me as I rolled up my sleeves, then I examined his scrotum, testicles, and penis. His erect penis started to quiver slightly, I'm sure he realized I was going to castrate him and he first screamed then whimpered into the gag one of the vet-techs put in his mouth.

I swabed Dink's scrotum, penis, and groin with betedine, His pubic hair had been kept shaved ever since he came to work for me.

I injected local anesthetics deep into each of Dink's testicles and then into his scrotum. After a few minutes I spread his testicles apart with a number 2 scalpel I made an incision down the midline of his scortum from about the base of his penis almost to his perineum. I dissected out his right testicle and held it gently in my hands examining it. It looked exactly like the testicles of a large dog.

I then dissected out his left testicle. With both testicles dissected out of his scrotum, I decided to see if I could make him cum, hey this was an experiment, so why not.

I looked Dink right in the eyes, holding his balls in one hand I began stroking his penis gently but efficiently. He was very scared but after several minutes of stroking he came in a huge globe then several smaller splurts which were collected through a catheter into a jar of spermacide.

Dink looked almost spent and I hadn't even begun resectioning the cords. I was totally wet, as Dink came I felt my own juices running down my legs with a very powerful orgasm.

I slowly applied a three forceps clamp across the right spermatic cord closing each forceps very slowly to do the maximum crushing to the blood vessels. I then lighted the cord with surgical ligatures. I always use two ligatures and I do a lot of looping and tieing making sure I've wrapped it enought times, have enough knots tied sufficiently tight, it takes some time but I want to be sure I've done it right and there's no bleeding when I cut the cord.

The whole time I was operating on him Dink kept looking up at me and watching me castrating him. He at first kept whimpering and moaning as if begging me not to, but that soon slowed down. It was also obvious the whole time Dink was totally sexually aroused and stimulated to the max! Like I said, I think Dink had some femdom castration fantasies, so for a woman to roll up her sleeves and cut his nuts out just pushed his sexual arousal and reaction to the ultimate max.

With a scalpel I severed the cord and as I cut off the right testicle I felt another strong orgasm, and saw Dink's penis pulse but no semen came out this time.

I held up Dink's severed right ball and placed it in a small metal dish.

As I took his left and last testicle in my hands Dink again began really whimpering and moaning like he was begging me to stop. There was no way I was letting him leave my operating table an intact male, so clamp, tie, and snip.

As I clamped off his left cord Dink's whimpering subsided and this strange scared and submissive look came over his face as if he suddenly resigned himself to his fate of castration at a woman's hands, at my hands! His manhood was being destroyed at the hands of a woman, at MY hands!

The whole time I was operating on Dink he also seemed to be worshipping me as if I was God. I felt a sense of total absolute almighty power and omnipotence as if God is female, God is Goddess, God is a woman and I DR. ZOE CAMBER, I AM GOD, I AM GOD! I loved that feeling and I had a very strong orgasm the strongest I'd ever had!

I ligated the remaining spermatic cord which took several minutes for me to do it the way I do. I then pulled the testicle away from Dink's body making the cord tight. I picked up my scalpel brought it toward the cord. As I cut through the remaining spermatic cord Dink's penis pulsed and a small glob of semen splurted out. At the same time I had an even stronger orgasm, and as I finished cutting off Dink's remaining testicle and held it up, he fainted.

I suddenly realized, I had castrated a man, I a woman had castrated a man, I had destroyed his manhood! I AM THE GODDESS! I AM FEMALE GODDESS OMNIPOTENT! I CASTRATED A MAN AND DESTROYED HIS MANHOOD AND HE NOW BELONGS TOTALLY TO ME!

Through the scrotal incision, I reached in with a scalpel and I destroyed his erectile nerves. I didn't want him to ever have another erection. His emasculation at my hands was now complete!

I closed the scrotal incision with a series of absorbable sutures and bandaged Dink's scrotum and groin. His penis had already gone limp, now forever.

It took about an hour for me to perform the actual surgery from incision to cutting off the last testicle, and about another 10 to 15 minutes for me to destroy his erectile nerves and close the incision.

About an hour earlier he had been a viral potent male and in about an hour I, a woman, I had rolled up my sleeves and I castrated him, I cut his nuts out, I destroyed his manhood and I loved every minute of doing it! I still feel that total feeling of omnipotence of me being THE GODDESS every time I see his empty shrunken scrotum and eorever limp penis.

I nursed him through his recovery which was quick and uneventful. He was very sore and bruised down there for about a week but over the next 2 weeks that went away and his recovery was complete.

If anything Dink worships me even more than he did before I castrated him, and he even calls me Goddess.

Would I castrate another man? I'm not sure. I've done one and he did and still belongs to me, he was and is mine. I do feel a female woman ruled world is the future. Castration is one of the keys to that world and a tool us women must use to control men. I feel the routine castration of men will be the norm, and since medicine both human and veterinary will be exclusively in the hands of women, those castrations will be performed by women, and that's how it should always be.