Jenny-The Kindest Cut of All

Jenny was driving the Taconic Parkway to I90 and then east to Springfield, Mass. It was a week after Easter and the deciduous trees were still not leafed or budded. At this time you could see the tortured shapes of the limbs and branches. There is such beauty in disorder. She was on her way to visit an acquaintance in her destination city, Grace. In the fall she had de-hooded Grace’s little man and with Grace’s help castrated Brian, Grace’s husband.

Brian and Grace had been avid readers of the EA, and had made contact with Jenny by way of Hannah a women in Philadelphia, a professional, unlike Jenny who was a talented amateur modifier of males and females.

About a month after Jenny had performed the procedure, Grace had called and asked her on the first weekend she had free to some back to Springfield, she wanted to talk at greater length with Jenny, and oh yes bring your tools. Things had been really busy at the garden shop Jenny now owned, and six months had passed. Also, unless something strange had happened and Brian had grown a new set of balls, there really was no rush. Easter had been a spectacular success due in part to her friend Judy’s suggestion that she put out ton’s of Easter flower by the road, starting the Friday before Palm Sunday. Jenny thought “In for a penny in for a pound.” She had shot the works on a truckload of lilies, and other Easter Flowers from the south. It had been a total success, and she had in Judy’s words made a ‘shit pot’ full of money. It seemed like an ideal time to take off for a couple of days, Jenny’s mistress Angelina was in New York City for a niece or nephews something or other, and her friend Judy was having a fuck-fest with her husband Don. Rather than be by herself all weekend, she decided to drive to Springfield, and see what the big deal was with Grace and her tools. She had called Grace to make arrangements, Grace had allowed as how this would be a perfect time, since her husband Brian was over around Herkimer, NY trout fishing.

Just a great drive thought Jenny as she drifted along, someday will have to take pictures of the leaf bare trees and use them as a pattern for the miniature trees she grew, ah modification was so relaxing and enjoyable.

Jenny arrived at Grace’s house after dark at about six thirty pm. Grace, who was dressed in a loose housedress with nothing on underneath the dress, greeted her at the door. Jenny as per her usual was dressed in flannel shirt, blue jeans, and work-boots.

Just in case though, she had left bra and panties off.

Hellos were exchanged, how you been, and how is all your friends. Grace served them a glass of wine, and some really great sharp Vermont Cheese. After about the second glass of the wine they began to get down to the nitty-gritty, there mutual interest.

“Enough chatter Grace, lets get down to business, how’s Brian taking his new status as a steer?” Asked Jenny.

“It is a little difficult to explain. I don’t know what you gave him after we cut his balls off, but he slept until Sunday evening. Then he couldn’t really remember clearly what had happened. I still don’t think he has a picture of us kissing and my squeezing your hand to de ball him. Anyways, he saw the little metal band, and the missing balls, plus the missing two days. He broke down, cried, and confessed he hadn’t planned to go through with the procedure. That son of bitch was going to have me cut, and then back out all along.”

“So how is he now?”

“It is a little hard to say, we still have sex, he can still get it up. We tried a couple of swings since, one boy girl and one boy-boy girl-girl. He still seems enthusiastic about that type of activity.

“Grace it is a common misconception that a man will be impotent if his balls are removed. As long as he is mature, and has a good libido, he will still get it up. Remember testosterone isn’t just produced in the balls, and estrogen isn’t just produced in the ovaries. So he is not entirely devoid of sex hormones.”

“That is interesting. After that night I have found I like giving blow-jobs. It doesn’t turn me off the way it used to. Of course Brian’s cum has a different consistency now, but then when we had that other couple over I blew the guy, and liked it.”

“Your beginning to sound like my friend Judy in New York. She tells me that she has a second clit in her throat, and that when a dick hits her tonsils and starts to spit, she comes. Of course she better have a clit in her throat, I cut the one out of her cunt, good trade though.”

“That is sort of strange.” Commented Grace.

“Well, Judy refers to me as one very ‘sick chick’”. Giggled Jenny, the third glass of wine was almost gone. “Speaking in that manner, you know you and Brian sound very ambiguous about who scratches your itch and with what.”

“We are, it all seems like fun, tongues and fingers are just that, they have no sex per se. Cocks and cunts are interesting. Jenny it is sort of like that commercial: “Some times you feel like a nut, some times you don’t’”. That sent them both into gales of laughter; that started tears that led to hiccups.

Finally Jenny got enough breath back to gasp out: “And sometimes the nuts are on the bed and stay there.”

That plus the bottle of wine they had shared led to another giggle fit.

Finally, after wiping her eyes, and getting the hiccups stopped Jenny asked: “So Grace why am I here?”

“Oh we can talk about that tomorrow, it has to do with your tools, and maybe divorcing Brian, lets just get a little silly tonight.” She was on her third glass also.

“Speaking of silly, how is your little man?” Asked Jenny.

“Oh, what an experience that was. The friction the first week, cause me to be excited and wet all the time, with no way to relieve desire. Finally it healed enough so I could masturbate and get some relief. After that its been a delight, all the boys and girls really like the new me.”

“Grace some women take a vacuum enlarger to their clit after it is de-hooded. I really don’t know if this true or just an urban rumor, but have heard claims that it can be enlarged to a point where you can be the fucker, rather than the fuckee.”

That set off another round of giggles, laughter and hiccups. They were halfway through the second bottle of wine.

Finally they both calmed down a bit and Jenny’s in a lower huskier voice asked: “Grace can I see him?”

Without a word Grace stood up and lifted her dress to expose herself. Jenny leaned forward and with her thumbs spread Graces lips, examined carefully for a moment then leaned forward place her mouth on Grace’s sex and began to lick and suck.

“Oh Jenny, please.” Was all Grace could get out, she reached down and pulled Jenny’s head into her and thrust her pelvis out at the same time.

This went on for three or four minutes until Grace’s legs begin to shake: “Jenny, lets go to the bedroom, I want to do you to.”

They used the downstairs guest bedroom, since it was the closest. They kissed, Grace could taste herself in Jenny’s mouth. Jenny nuzzled Grace’s neck and bit her ear. Then she took Grace’s nipples in her mouth and nursed on each in turn. Grace kissed and fondled Jenny’s nipple-less breasts and was surprised at the response she got. Finally, they did what they wanted to do all along, they buried their face’s in the others cunt and made love to that most interesting of all orifices, the female vagina.

Jenny broke for a moment and said to Grace: “Here Grace.” Pressing on Grace’s anus with a finger, “your big finger in me here, please, help me.”

So it went, they enjoyed themselves, comforted each other, Grace came from the tongue, Jenny’s cunt was soothed, and she came from the finger strategically place in her rectum. They fell asleep head to toe.

They both slept until almost ten am, the result of wine, sex, and it is Saturday. Finally awakening they both needed coffee, they kissed in a sisterly fashion and after morning abolitions headed for the coffee pot.

Breakfast was toaster pastry. On the second cup of coffee Grace went to the dry bar and got a bottle anisette, and poured in a generous dollop of the liquor into each of their cups and said: “Well if you only go around once, you should go around stoned.” Giggles and coffee. By noon it four cups of coffee with a lot of anisette, and you had a pair of wide awake drunks.

“Hey Jenny, go get your tools.” Said Grace.

Jenny went to the car retrieved her bag and brought it into the kitchen and she laid the items out in a row. “First, the drugs, real live zombie cucumber’s from Haiti, helps keep the subject in line. Next, Ryphenol, the date rape drug, if men can use it on women, women can use it on men. It makes them pliable, interferes with short term memory, of course if you overdose someone on it they wake up dead. That didn’t make any sense did it.”?

Giggle time again.

“This thing is an elastrator, see it says ‘humane’ on the side, that means you can use it on men.” More Giggles and another cup of coffee, more anisette in the cup than coffee.

“You put a rubber tube around the man’s scrotum, with the elastrator, real tight, it cuts off the blood supply, then this puts a little metal clip on it to keep tension on the tubing. They hurt at first, but go numb after a couple of minutes. Now there is a dispute over the time, twenty minutes and hour whatever, the balls are dead from lack of blood. I have found two hours to be about right for removal. If you just left the band on the balls would dry up and fall off from lack of blood after a week ten days. That is what my Dad did with the bull calves. But I figure why wait, besides it is neater if you snip the sack off, and more fun. I use this razor knife, or these branch cutters. After two hours the man is so numb that when I do them, they just give a little yelp. Then they are all better.”

“But why do you do it Jenny, is it sexual?” Asked Grace.

“Not like you, shit you came all over yourself with Brian.”

“Yeah man.” And a drunken giggle.

“No I do it to men that are deserving, they need it or they want it. Maybe they don’t know they need it or want it, but after they see the tapes, and Jenny whispers to them for a while, they all agree, that having Jenny cut their balls off is the best idea in the world. The only one that has ever gotten as far as he did and kept his balls was your husband. I am still upset over that, although they still came off in the end. My rule is one I picked up from Hannah in Philly, when I band a man, he never get to keep his balls.”

“Jenny I want to buy these from you, I want a set for myself, they are fascinating. Hell, I’m about to cum just talking about it with you.”

“Oh Grace, that is so sweet, but I could never part with my tools. The drugs you can have, but not the tools. I castrated my husband with this elastrator, and cut his dick off with this knife. Ten men have been done with this, three have also given me their penis. Why I cut off my best friends clit with these branch cutters, no there are just to many fond memories attached to these.

“Oh.” Grace said as she started to tear up.

“Grace, don’t cry, I have a great idea. Is there a farm store nearby? Now I mean a real farm store, not someplace where city boys go to buy grass seed and toys for their yard.”

“Yes, there is a co-op something or other about five miles from here.”

“Good, you take me there, we will get you your very own elastrator and a razor knife, it will be a fun shopping trip.”

“That’s a wonderful idea, but we are a little drunky, lets get in the hot tub and sober up a bit first.”

It was still in the forties, so the hot tub was steaming, as the girls slipped in and floated around. The hot tub will kind of take the jagged edges off your high, you just sort of float.

“Jenny, how do you find a deserving man?”

“You just have to look for some one who is maybe depressed, let me tell you when you see a deserving individuals you will know him.”

“Well right now Jenny I deserve to pee.”

“Sounds good Grace” Jenny’s voice got real husky again, “I’ll help you.”

Grace was just drunk enough to let her. They ran into the house, and headed for the downstairs bathroom. Grace pulled her panties down and sat on the commode, Jenny inserted her hand into Grace’s crotch. The hand on her sex was familiar, but the situation wasn’t, and even though she had several cups of coffee and a lot of anisette to get rid of

Grace had to concentrate to get the fluid released.

As soon as the first drops hit her hand, Jenny let a moan, and bent down and kissed Grace long and hard. Grace for her part did now, not know if she was cuming or going. Finally, when all the fluid was drained, Jenny broke the kiss and whispered in Grace’s ear: “Lay down on the rug Grace, and I will get you all nice and clean.” Grace in a kind of trance did as she was told. Jenny then buried her face in Grace’s sex, and licked her until Grace clinched her legs on Jenny’s head and came, bucking and jerking as she did.

“You taste so good.” Said Jenny as she looked up from Grace’s cunt and licked her lips. Grace for her part wondered if her legs would work.

Grace for all of it does not look the part, she is an attractive woman who looks and acts demure. Much smaller than Jenny she is city bred, and works at keeping her body neat, attractive and well groomed. Sexually, she is ambiguous as to the gender hauling her ashes, she is horney and adventurous. Jenny could see that under this façade beat the heart of a real live swamp whore.

After the bathroom encounter, they had to hurry to get to the farm store before an early Saturday closing. They were still a bit drunk.

Grace was a little taken aback at the store. All kinds of strange equipment there, things that she could not even imagine a use for. Jenny walked up and down the isles searching for the aforementioned items. They came to cutting tools; Jenny grabbed a razor knife, and explained to Grace about cutters. Sharp bypass cutters were best, they would cut through cord and scrotum with a minimum of effort, anvil-cutters even the sharpest would cause undue pain as they had a tendency to crush rather than cut. Branch cutters are not required unless you plan to include women in the loop. Jenny allowed as how she had been seduced out of her clit, but if she had the knowledge she now had would have opted just to have the hood removed.

About that time a clerk about 45 years old in a blue work uniform came over and inquired if he could help the two ladies, as they would be closing shortly.

“Yes, Ralph you can help, we looking for an elastrator.” Said Jenny matter of factly.

“Ralph, my name is Dave, where did you get Ralph from?”

“Your uniform says Ralph, is he a really close friend of yours.”

“Oh I forgot, gee didn’t have a clean uniform this morning, and had to borrow a shirt from Ralph. I’m a bachelor, and you know how it is sometimes you forget to do things like laundry with no woman around to remind you. The elastrators are right over hear, we have one left but we are out of bands and clips. We also have a couple of Burdizzo’s.”

As he led the way Jenny asked: “So you’re a bachelor, never married.”

“Oh no, married all the time, three times, I’m a three time looser, glad never had any kids, just can’t seem to get the hang of living with someone.”

Interesting, maybe you have some tubing and clips at another store, I prefer the wide type tubing.”

“I don’t know but will call.”

Dave was back in a couple of minutes: “Yes they have the wide tube and clips at the other store. Sure you won’t want a Burdizzo instead.”

“No Dave to inhumane, my daddy did his work with rubber bands and the elastrator is as close as you can come to that.” Replied Jenny.

“Well I can sell you the elastrator now, plus your other things there, then you can run over Monday and pickup the tubing. By the way how big are the units your neutering?

“Oh say 160 to 220 lbs.” Replied Jenny.

“Darn that’s letting em get awful big isn’t it?”

“Yeah I guess” Jenny looked around and moved close to Dave and reached into his crotch and found he had an erection. “We’ll call you Dave and him Ralph.” Said Jenny as she gave his hard cock a squeeze. “Ralph likes all this talk about castration, Dave would you be a sweetheart, and run to the other store for us, they’d wait for you. It’s worth a drink at Grace’s house, and maybe a surprise for you.”

Dave’s face was flushed, and he was breathing hard, and he allowed as how a drink was a good idea he being a bachelor and all, and it being Saturday night and him with no plans.

Jenny and Grace left the store with a promise from Dave that he would be right along behind them. “See Grace, now there is a deserving man. Mid forties, divorced three times, probably lives in a rooming house somewhere. Think of how much better and happier he would be without his balls. That is the problem in today’s world, everyone thinks they have to be a stud or a slut. There is no room for a guy like Dave who in another age would have been happy to be a bachelor. So when he comes over we will talk to him and convince him that Ralph will be so much happier with his two little friends removed. The kindest act we can do for Dave is to give him a good time, then castrate him, he will be so much better off without his nuts.”

When they got back to Grace’s house, there was a call on the answering machine from Brian inquiring as to where she was. Grace’s response was a terse: “Fuck him.” I got my own fish to catch tonight.’

They prepared themselves with a shower, some perfume, and house dresses sans underwear. Just as it was getting dark, at 5:30, Dave showed up at the door with the bands and clips. He was driving a beat-up old pick up truck that had seen better days when it was manufactured in the 60’s. He was ushered in with great ceremony and told to make himself comfortable. Grace had made a large pitcher of gin martini’s and had set out a plate of sharp Vermont cheese for snacks.

“Dave it was so sweet of you to bring us these items. The unit or units we are going to do will probably thank you too.”

“Can’t be any big animals in this neighborhood, can there?” Dave asked somewhat puzzled by the house and its location.

“You would be surprise Dave, very surprised at how many units need to be done in this neighborhood” Responded Jenny, “here is a nice dry martini, that will cut the dust for you.”

“I am more of a beer man myself.”

“Dave gin is better for you than beer, those old juniper berries, will make old Ralph down there so happy.” Jenny who was sitting beside Dave on the couch gave his crotch a friendly little squeeze. Grace was sitting opposite Dave and Jenny in an arm chair, gave Dave a beaver shot, as she made exaggerated efforts to get comfortable in the chair.

Dave it turned out had worked at the cooperative for 24 years, one its oldest employee in tenure, and had no ambition beyond that. This state of affairs had led him to three divorces, his ex-wives not wanting to live in genteel poverty.

“At your age isn’t the dating scene kind of rough. I mean everyone loves Saturday night, but Saturday doesn’t love everyone. Don’t you and Ralph spend a lot of evenings alone with your hand in the bathroom?” Asked Jenny.

Somewhat embarrassed by the question Dave nodded a yes. By this time they had finished the first martini, and the gin was beginning to hit bottom. Dave was beginning to relax, as much as he could with Grace flashing him from time to time.

“Dave I have a marvelous idea, you go in the downstairs bathroom here, and take a shower, throw you clothes out, and we will wash them for you. There is a wrap in their you can wear while your waiting for them to dry.” It took the second martini to get Dave to comply.

As the shower ran, the girls threw his clothes into the kitchen laundry. One of the modern washer dryer combo’s that cost a mint and are becoming popular again. Dave finally emerged from the shower, a little less giddy wearing Brian’s wrap. Jenny had told Grace to turn the heat up high. Dave sat back down and in a fit of modesty tried to keep himself decently covered. Jenny served the third martini.

“Dave do you like your job?” asked Grace, getting into the spirit of the evening.

“Yes, I really do, have been there my entire life it seems, can’t think of anything else to do. They like me and I like them. It doesn’t pay much but it’s like a home to me.”

“Bet you don’t like the running around nights do you?” Asked Jenny as a follow up.

“No but you know how it is Ralph as you call him sort of leads me out at night. I do some really stupid stuff too.” He was beginning to like the name game that Jenny had started, he had never thought of naming his pecker.

“That’s a shame, Dave, I’ll bet you looking forward to a time when you calm down, aren’t you?” Asked Jenny.

“Yeah, don’t know if it will ever come though.” Said Dave with a sigh.

“Let’s change the subject here, I see you like that cheese, do you like raw oysters too?”

A strange question.

“Yes love em but you know they are so expensive these days.” Responded Dave.

“Grace, show Dave you oyster on the half shell.” Grace picked up on this phrase, she put both feet on the floor raised her dress. “Dave are you man enough to crawl right over there and eat that oyster for Grace?”

Dave kind of gulped out a yes.

“Then go ahead she is all yours.” Whispered Jenny in Dave’s ear. Jenny had heard the expression “I’d put her on like a gas mask” somewhere, but never new what it meant until she saw Dave make love to Grace’s pussy. He crawled over to her put her legs up on his shoulders then put his whole face into her opening. He licked her top to bottom, he sucked he tongued her. Grace buried her hands in his hair and urged him on.

Jenny got up and loaded the elastrator, drank the last of her martini and walked over to Grace. “See Grace this is how you load the tubing and the clip. Dave don’t mind me I am just giving Grace a little demonstration, you keep after that oyster.” Jenny moved to Dave’s ass, she moved his legs apart, and felt him up. He was sporting a good hard-on and his balls were kind of tight. She worked them and milked him for a couple of minutes. He didn’t even jump, as she banded his scrotum and cut off the tubing, three martini’s and a fresh oyster will do that to a man. “See that is how it’s done Grace, now you two kids enjoy yourself I have to set up a tape for later.” Jenny got her tape and put it in the living room VCR. Poured two more martini’s then sat down on the couch to watch Dave make love to Grace’s pussy. My, my his ex wives must have been really stupid, here is man that loves the vagina deeply and with no reservations.

Jenny sat toying with the two martini’s as Grace started to cum from Dave’s mouth and tongue. Six, eight, ten, twelve orgasms like a machine gun of sex. Finally, unable to breath and afraid of a heart attack, Grace pushed Dave’s head away from her. Dave on all fours was panting, and breathing hard too.

“Come on over here Dave, I have a surprise for you.” said Jenny in a come hither voice. She handed Dave one of the martini’s “Bottoms up Dave, eating oysters is such thirsty work.” She tossed her martini down in one gulp, Dave followed suit. “Dave, little Ralph looks ready, fuck me.” Jenny leaned back on the couch, spread her legs and pushed her ass into the air. “Come on Dave, get Ralph over here and fuck me, no not there further down, the back door. That’s it Dave, push it up my ass, fuck me in the ass, hurt me make me bleed. I’m a bad girl Dave, punish me, hurt me, fuck me hard.” Neither of them had much lubrication, it took some working to get Ralph all the way in. Once he hit bottom though, Jenny wrapped her legs around Dave and gave him the ride of his life.

Jenny is a sick chick you know.

Jenny did all the moving, all Dave had to do was try and hang on. In a very short period of time Jenny let loose with a war whoop and came. Hearing and feeling that Dave’s little Ralph dumped his load up Jenny’s ass. Dave back had been shredded by Jenny’s short nails and he wasn’t going anywhere until she let go with her legs.

“That was good Dave, god how I like my ass fucked like that.” Jenny let go, pushed Dave off her and got up. “Let me go get a cloth and get Ralph cleaned up.” Jenny went into the bath and got a washcloth, wetted it and returned to the living room where she proceeded to wash Ralph clean of anything he might have picked up in her rectum. “There you go Ralphy boy your all nice and clean and ready for your next adventure. Come over here Grace where you can see the tape better. Dave, you sit her in between us. That’s right I have a tape to show you, now watch it real carefully. By the way those units we talked about, the ones you said were too large. Their not too large, their men. See, Dave, I help men that deserve it out. I neuter them, sometimes they ask me, sometimes I convince them it’s for their best interest. Now I am not going to do anything to relieve you of your balls, but if you look you will see that I have already put the elastrator band on and clipped you off, and you didn’t even notice.”

“Son of bitch I didn’t did I.” Said Dave as he reached down and touched his now cold balls. “Guess I was paying too much attention to other things to notice.”

“That should tell you something right there shouldn’t it Dave. Maybe you are letting old Ralph do too much of your thinking. Forget that and watch the tape.” Jenny hit the remote and as the picture came on she reached down and fondled Dave’s cock and tethered balls. Moving the balls up and down the shaft to free them and give the tubing a chance to work.

The tape was of a young man eighteen or nineteen years old being seduced into his own castration. The tape was well edited and showed the high points, banding, convincing, and cutting. Old Ralph got harder.

Jenny could feel Dave’s erection. “Dave isn’t it strange, your looking at a man being cut, his balls taken, castrated and you are getting harder. There is nothing comparable for a women you know. But I understand men on the gallows have erections as they are hurled into eternity. I wonder if when a women is standing on the trap door, does she come, just before they drop her through?”

“I don’t know, never have thought of anything like that.” Replied Dave.

“Watch close Dave, here comes the good part.” The boy in the tape cried out to be castrated, Jenny jumped into the scene and snipped his balls off. The boy hardly moved, but Dave jumped.

“See Dave it isn’t painful. He hardly moved when I cut his nuts off, and he is so much happier now living with his mother, taking care of his family. Not out searching for what he will never know. What are you searching for Dave?”

“I don’t know.”

“At your age would peace and quiet be nice?”

“Yes,”

“No noise in your mind, just calmness?”

“Yes.”

“Happy to stay home every evening, not out wasting money, not playing with yourself out of frustration, wouldn’t that be nice.”

“I guess.”

“Ask yourself Dave, “why is Ralph so hard, maybe he wants to be free of the two little guys down below, to be light and airy, and not have to lead you around. Why is he so hard Dave?”

“I just don’t know, weird is all I can say.”

“Dave before you see the really good parts of the tape, let me ask you one more question, how many nights like tonight do you have?”

“What do you mean?”

“How many times a week, a month a year do you get to have a woman like Grace or fuck a woman like me, how often?”

“Never had a night like this before, even with my wives.”

“So this is the best sex you have ever had?”

“Yes, I have only dreamed about this.”

“Than you don’t need these anymore do you, since you won’t be able to equal tonight?”

Jenny stated as she squeezed his balls.

“Dave are you going to have kids at your age?”

“No, I’ve given up on that and marriage.”

Squeezing him again Jenny said: “That’s what these are for making babies, you don’t want babies, you don’t need these.”

“You make it sound so simple, but I kind of like them right where they are.”

“Why Dave so you can fuck some pig you meet in a honky-tonk, or jack off at night, is that what you need them for?”

“You make it sound bad, I just want some friends.”

“I was bad Dave, and I still am, I had to be punished, see my nipples were cut off, here feel.” Jenny took his hand and ran it over her breasts, then she moved his hand down to her crotch and pressed his fingers into her split. “See how bad I was Dave, my clit was cut out, I know what I am talking about. My cuts don’t help me be good, your cut will make you good. Let me cut you, let me make you better, let me make you happy and peaceful, let me castrate you, them men I have done say it is the greatest sexual experience of their lives.”

Dave was silent.

“Dave it is the kindest thing I can do for you. Don’t say another word. Grace would you give Dave your mouth, you know suck him off, blow him until he shoots down your throat. Dave and I will watch the movie while you eat.” Jenny kept Dave’s hand in her crotch, and was up whispering in his ear. “It won’t be long now Dave you will see.” Jenny started the tape to the montage Hannah put together of men begging to be castrated, some were hers some were tapes Jenny had sent, that Hannah had edited into a endless loops of crying men and falling balls.

“Dave it was hard for those men to ask to be freed, to be neutered, castrated, to become ball-less eunuchs, but in the end they knew it was the right thing and had to be done. You know it is the kindest cut of all don’t you, but you are afraid. I’ll make it so you don’t have to ask, I make it special for you, a night to remember. I think you are shy. Grace is going to blow you, if you don’t want me to help you, just push her off before you come, not the first time but the second time, and go home. But if you come the second time that will be my signal that you want me to help you, to fix you so you can be peaceful and happy. If you don’t move I will just reach down and cut them off. Okay, now watch the movie.”

Hannah had edited endless tapes into 20 minutes, there was some repetition, but only after watching two or three times would you notice.

“Dave” Jenny whispered, Grace is blowing him, he has his hand in Jenny’s crotch, and Jenny is moving his balls up and down so that when he finally blows his cookies in Grace’s mouth his tank will be real empty. “Your never going to have another night like this are you, where two women do you and do you till you are all drained out?’

“Oh there it is you just came in Grace’s mouth I see her swallowing, and she is coming. Dave she is cuming because you just shot in her mouth. I won’t but she will cum when you let me cut your balls. Are you ready Dave, let me do you, say yes, let me cut those useless things off you?”

“Please Jenny.”

Jenny had the cutters in her hand she reached down got the blades in position turned to Dave and said: “This is such a wise decision.” She kissed him hard, tongue, teeth and lips. Jenny felt Grace’s hand steal over hers and tighten. Dave jumped a little, and his balls hit the couch. Grace and Jenny kept at him until he came again. “Thank you so much Dave, little Ralph will be so happy now, and so will you without those useless things.”

For Grace the earth moved. There have got to be a lot of men in Springfield, that want and need this she thought and I have to find them.

The next day after they had packed Dave off and Jenny was getting ready to return south Grace asked “Do you really think he will be happier Jenny?”

‘Grace to be terribly frank with you who gives a shit, we got his balls didn’t we, that’s what counts.”

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