A seemingly easy task given to me by my mistress turned into a nightmare with the end result of her castrating me!

Naked from the waist down as normal while in the house. My cleaned shaven cock and low hanging balls were always on display for her and her friends! A sign of my inferior status as a male to the superior female.

Mistress Ann came up from behind while I was doing the dishes and cupping my balls lightly squeezing them she said. "Bill when you're done with the dishes I want you to bath kitten I think she's got fleas."

Well Kitten was her pride and joy! A ten-year old long hair Himalayan or something, and very nasty! I think it had some type of brain damage! Because mistress Ann was the only one who could get even near it.

I didn't know much about cats! I being a dog person it seemed an easy chore. Bath the cat ok!

Well unbeknownst to me Kitten had evidently experienced a bath before and wasn't to keen on the idea. I won't go into detail of the ensuing struggle! Other than to say! "Jesus Christ"

luckily for me mistress Ann had left the house earlier on business and I didn't expect her back for some time. There was a lot of blood mostly mine! Kitten was barely breathing lying wet in the bathtub and I started to panic!

I knew if Kitten died Ann would castrate me! So I grabbed Kitten and ran out the door to my car forgetting I was naked from the waist down! I threw the cat on the passenger seat and sped off to the local veterinarian hospital.

Well desperate people do desperate things and I was desperate! Running through stop signs while blowing my horn screaming at slower drivers and running one off the road. I finally arrived at the vets! Dragging Kitten off the seat and inside! Yelling someone help me this cat is dying!

This is when I realized my naked state and the wet cat I hung by the nap of neck in front of everyone.

That was a year ago today I think. I was Baker acted into a mental hospital for about eight months by mistress Ann.

I'm completely normal now I think. Because when the insurance money ran out they said I was cured.

Mistress Ann was waiting outside in her car for me and to my shock Kitten was sitting in the front seat and hissed when I got near. She ordered me into the back seat saying we've got business to take care of don't we Kitten precious!

The cat got up and looked over the front seat staring at me as we drove home.

Chapter 2 The Retraining

Take your pants off cat abuser! Before I slam my knee into your balls! "No" Things are different now Ann! I'm not your slave anymore fuck you and your cat too"! I'm cured of you you statistic bitch!

Than the pain came! Her knee slamming up into my balls quicker than white on rice dropping me to the floor,. "Get your fucking pants off!" "You sorry big balled bastard!"

She started stripping off her clothes screaming!! "You fucking big balled bastard how dare you challenge me! I'm going to rip your balls off"! "Fuck me and my cat? Fuck you! Your balls are mind now you fuck!

I must have passed out because when I awoke I was naked on the kitchen floor with a spread bar between my ankles the smell of rotting fish was in the air and Kitten was eating.

I will save the readers the slow gruesome details. Only to say this country needs a cat washing machine!