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It all began on his yacht. He posed a question to Rae as she knelt between his legs, his engorged cock in her ample mouth.."Would you still love me if I didn't have my balls?" Her eyes widened, her ears,perked. She stopped sucking him and nervously placed her hands on his thighs. His question had caught her by total surprise. "Did he have testicular or prostate cancer?" she wondered. Her panic was evident in her facial expression. She glanced at his cock and his balls, almost trembling. Her answer to him came in a soft whisper. "Of course," she said, "I would love you no matter what." "Is something wrong?"
The Baron explained to her that the doctors had found a small, yet not malignant growth in one of his balls and if things progressed or the pain became unmanageable, he would have to be castrated. "Don't worry," he said as he smoothed her short auburn hair, "they have a testosterone patch that will allow me to have an erection." She had never heard of that. She thought back to 1981 when Rae's dear father, faced with prostate cancer, had to be "neutered", as he called it and the saddness and pain it inflicted on her parents' sex life. Although until the end in 1985, they were so deeply in love, but had to find other ways to please one another. They were the most in-love couple she had ever seen and Rae felt that their type of love coursed through her own genes.Therefore, if her parents' love never died despite castration, she could certainly abide with it, her love for the Baron never lessening. This was the opening of the door to Rae's erotic tryst with the Baron. As the months passed, they talked of castration, his castration. He showed her pictures of men who had electively chosen the procedure for a myriad of reasons. In their lovemaking they incorporated various devices like elastrators, surgical gloves and not-too sharpened sterile knives to play out what may ultimately occur. One night on Rae's pool table, set up as an operating theatre, she almost let the knife actually cut and she reveled that maybe she might actually be able to be his "cutter" one day. They watched videos of castrations and made wild and passionate love as the cutting revealed the balls within the sac. Rae found that her orgasms at that time were intense and overwhelming. She began to feel more secure that she could love and support the Baron in his desire and found it intoxicatingly erotic. The Baron's fascination and exploration of castration started as early as 20 years ago as he channeled the mystical and spiritual side of his sexuality. His prowess with the ladies was legendary and Rae was warned many times to stay far away by those who knew him. But, Rae was drawn to him like no other man she had ever met. Throwing all good judgment and caution to the wind, she willed herself to be with him, knowing full-well the ex-lovers and present lovers made time with him precious and sporadic at best. They never were seen in public together. Questions continued to plague her and it wasn't until she corresponded with an infamous surgeon who legally performed castrations, did she bein to capture the scope of the Baron's desires. She read several articles regarding "do it yourself" kits and certain devices used to castrate bulls and the like that were readily available. Until the Baron told her he was "ready" she would continue to nuture his fantasy and fantasize herself as being the "one" to fulfill his desire for castration. The Baron was a sporting man, wealthy and well-liked. He took high-end vacations alone -- maybe? and with no children or a mistress to cater to, he had no one to entertain but himself. His life was filled with women, travel, work and his own happiness. All was at his disposal. He entertained the most beautiful women of the world on his yacht, in his penthouse and in his travels. Rae was no dummy - she knew the type. He was a major player-- a dancer, singer, multiple languages and cultured. She was the inhibited girl-next-door, not a beauty, but he brought out the vixen and sensual side that remained hidden. She was open to all he had to offer, engaging him sexually, spirtually and let him live without questions or admonitions. She sensed the time would be soon approaching and that she or someone else would actually castrate him. And that is when they met Knalyi, the nurse by day and underground "cutter" by night. Get ready for Part II
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