Training Jerry part 1

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       I was walking down my high school hallway when I saw Jerry 
walking towards me with that
look on his face that said he was going to ask me out again.   I 
had turned him down so many times
I didn't know why he keep asking me,   He always acted so macho 
that it turned me off.
My friend Sally had seen him as well and  asked why don't you just 
tell him as mean as you 
can then he'll leave you alone.   I thought about a movie I had 
seen the other night where a
woman was being bothered by a man in her office and when he keep 
asking for a date and grabbing
at her she told him that she would concede going out with him when 
he polished her shoes with his 
tongue.  
      When he came up to us I was ready but let him stammer until 
he got it out that he wanted me
to go to the wrestling match he was sure win even though he wasn't 
large just  wiry,   Pausing
for a minute I tried to say word for word what she had said in the 
movie.   The look on his face
was price less but before he could move his books in front of his 
groin I saw a very large bulge,
and he shivered and started to apologize.  As I walked away 
wondering what had just happened
Sally was  laughing and saying that had stopped him cold and 
wishing she had a picture of his face
I don't think she saw the bulge or she would have really went nuts 
over that as she likes to talk
about guys bulges she see's and compares sizes.   Thinking of this 
I remembered over hearing
two guys talking about Jerry when he was showering that he had a 
nut sack like a bull and it hung
down at least 10 inches as if anyone would believe that,  but the 
bulge I saw couldn't have been all 
prick as it was too large.

     That night I asked my mother,    would some men like to be 
told off or abused by a woman
she just looked at me for a moment as if wondering what I knew then 
said you have seen how
I handle my boss at the insurance agency?  Giggling we sat at the 
kitchen table over coffee for 
a long talk.   My father came in about 11 and told me it was past 
my bed time and to hurry along
but before I could get up my mother said in a very stern voice for 
him to refill our cups and then 
go to their bedroom and put on his uniform and wait for her.   He 
had the same look on his
face and pants that Jerry had  when I told him off,  He didn't say 
anything but did as he was told
knowing his life was about to change believing his daughter was 
being told his most secret
life,    of servitude to his wife.

     After father had left the room I tried to get the facts about 
what I had just witnessed but she
said perhaps latter if I could be trusted not to tell anyone that 
family rule was by female
and would remain that way but your fathers job would suffer if 
everyone knew.  I did fined out
that though training my father she knew how to start her bosses 
training when he tried some
office hankie panky.  His only problem was my mother noticed some 
of my fathers traits
in her boss and it wasn't long until he was not only doing most of 
her work,   while wearing her panties
was an every day accuracies.   This she admitted made her very 
horny and he would have
to give her relief,  but mother told me only to permit oral only,   
If I wanted to, I could watch 
him rub himself off.  They really feel dominated when you control 
their ability to come 
Now back to your problem with Jerry; mother said with a grin,   It 
sounds like he will not only lick your 
shoes clean but you may want to start off a lot firmer,  after he 
is done with your shoes turn around
and tell him to move your panties aside and clean your ass hole.  I 
looked at her and said Mom.
You must be kidding no man would ever do that.  She said what's to 
lose you don't even like him.
If he don't do it tell him to get lost.  If he does those big balls 
you told me about belongs to you,
And you can do anything you want to  him.

     The next day I thought that if he was going to do it ,  lets 
make it interesting so I wore calf high 
black boots with a maxi skirt to school and actually looked forward 
to seeing Jerry today
but didn't see him until my final class and I was storing things in 
the store room when he walked 
into the storeroom and said he would do what I wanted if I would go 
to the match.
I felt like I had just won the match myself without raising a 
hand,   and put my hands on my hips and
told him to start work.  He tried to say after the match but I cut 
him off quick it was now or never 
speak to me again,  he thought for a minute then asked me to take 
my boots off.  At this
time I knew I had him by his balls,  I could tell because he didn't 
have any books to hide a very
large hard on.  I said no he could clean them where they were,  he 
dropped to his knees and
in about 10 minutes he licked both boots clean and was asking to 
come up but I thought of
what my mother said to do to test him so I turned around and told 
him to go under the long skirt
and pull my panties to one side and lick my ass hole until he was 
told to stop. 
I really thought he would get up and leave calling me sick or 
something.   But when I felt my 
panties being moved I leaned over some boxes and spread my legs 
just enough to make
it easy for him to reach everything with that wonderful tongue,  I 
had never thought of the 
ass hole as a titillation zone but I came twice then told him he 
could get up now and I'd be
at the match latter.  But for now he was to drop his pants I wanted 
to see what he had,  he was
very red faced but he'd been told often enough that he was big at 
least 11 inches long and
5 inches around but what I was interested in was his balls the 
thought that they hung down so far
intrigued me,   his prick was flowing a lot of pre come and ready 
to pop and he asked me to play
with it.  This is where I needed to set our beginning relationship 
and I knew how.

      When I reached for him it wasn't for a prick those balls were 
just hanging there waiting to be 
picked and that's what I did,   He tried to stop me but I told him 
in a firm voice to put his hands at
his sides and not move until I was done.  He did quiet well for the 
first time but I'm afraid
he couldn't wrestle very well that night I think that when his 
balls were twisted around for the
third time it stretched something because his sister came to me the 
next day complaining I had 
ruptured her brother.  I didn't like her any better than liked 
Jerry so I told her I had plans to  
castrate him the next time he called for a date and for her to tell 
him that.  I bet he can't wait to call.

     I wonder what he'll look like with that huge dick and a big 
empty bag flopping under it.
The more I think about it the more I like the idea of his sister 
watching me slowly training Jerry's
obedience until finally inviting her to the castration party where 
they will be removed and
preserved,  I like the thought of a mans balls preserved on my 
coffee table for a conservation
piece.  And will the Macho go into the glass jar with the balls or 
will I have to remove the prick too.