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On Transforming from HE to IT IT is the name assigned by the Master to this eunuch. Until recently, IT was a fully functioning male with an overactive sex drive, but now IT is at peace and can truly love and obey Master. To make this essay easier to understand, Master has given IT permission to use various personal and gender specific pronouns which IT will do, starting now. I was the perfect son. Being from a right wing Republican family, I did all of the correct things as a teenager. I attended the proper Prep School. I was a member of the Young Republicans. I attended church every Sunday. My uncle is the esteemed senior Senator from this state. He is in his sixth consecutive term in Congress. My father is a close personal friend of a prominent religious figure. And so, during my prep school years I excelled at academics. I did not engage in any improper behavior. When I dated, it was with a chaperone. I graduated at the top of my class and was awarded a scholarship to George Washington University. Upon graduation, I was given a position as an Intern in my uncles Washington senatorial office. Until I moved to Washington, to live in the dormitory, there was only a single continuing blemish in my life. I was a closet gay. During my school years I was constantly falling in love with coaches, teachers, and other male students. Of course, my gay side was never exhibited; not to anyone. When I reported to my uncles office, I was taken in tow by Ms. James, the office manager. I was given a small cubicle, well out of sight of visitors. I was given the job of answering the "less important" mail of my uncles constituents. Using a computer word processor, I would select the appropriate canned response from a number of templates, fill in the proper name and address, and then the computer would print the letter and envelope which I would mail. That is, until it crashed. I told Ms. James who promptly called the firm that had the maintenance contract. William was the person who came to fix my hard drive. As I sat in my cubicle, wearing the expensive suit my uncle had provided, I watched with interest as William disassembled the computer and swapped drives. He was wearing tight jeans and as he bent over the computer, I admired the shape of his cute rear end. When he finished and turned to talk to me, my eyes were drawn to his tight crotch and the outline of the package contained within. He was aware of where my eyes had been drawn, for he gave me an inviting smile when I finally raised my gaze to his face. He told me to boot the computer and as I waited for the system to load, I could smell his scent. He stood behind me as I entered the necessary commands to reload all of the network resident backup files. My fingers fumbled from the nervousness I felt. Finally, he put his hands on my shoulders and told me to slow down. I didnt try to dislodge his hands, they felt so wonderful. When all the files had been loaded and the word processor working again, he leaned forward and asked if I would join him for lunch. I couldnt believe myself when I mumbled yes. He packed up his tools, and as we walked past Ms. James I told her I was leaving for lunch. She didnt even look up but said that the office was closing at 1pm and I didnt have to return that day. After we ate, William invited me to his apartment. He said he was finished for the day since he had started at 5am. In his apartment, he embraced me and we kissed. All of my pent up sexuality was coming forth. I didnt resist as he undressed me. For the next four hours we did things I had only dreamed about all these years. I wanted to experience everything at once. Finally Billy told me to slow down. We became full time lovers. William, a 30 year old computer technician and me, an 18 year old student. I became demanding. I wanted sex continually when we were together. Billy obliged me as best he could, but finally it was wearing on him. It was disturbing to me as well. I didnt like what I had become, but I was so obsessed I wouldnt stop. One day he asked me to go on a trip with him, he wouldnt tell me where. We boarded a flight to Miami, and from there we went to Barbados. Then a boat trip to a small isolated lagoon and to the dock of a small mansion. We were greeted by 2 boys, both with very black skin. Both were wearing only very brief, white swim suits. I learned later they were 14, but what they carried between their legs Willie and I spend the afternoon resting from the flight. Then we dressed for dinner. A wonderful wine was served. After dinner I began to get sleepy. I think I passed out. When I awakened I was disoriented. I seemed to be floating in a strange room. There was an altar, and hundreds of candles flickering, providing the only illumination. Strange icons were strewn about. As I became more coherent, I realized I was looking down at a person, totally naked, on a mattress made of straw. It was a man, about my age and build. His legs were each tethered with hemp ropes such that they were spread upward and outward. His arms were tied to stakes on each side of him. I saw an old black woman hunched over his groin. She was chanting, and as she fondled his testicles, I felt my own tingle. When she tied the leather strap around his scrotum, between the balls and his body, I felt a constriction around my sac. When I saw her pull the curved end of the knife down the middle of his scrotum, I felt the searing pain. I tried to scream, but there was no sound. When she pulled the twin orbs from their nest and cut the tubes connecting them to his body, I felt a great loss. Again I tried to scream as she stitched the tear with a hot needle and black thread. As I watched from my floating perch, I began to sink. Closer and closer I came to the young man on the mat. Then, like the genie returning to his lamp, I was sucked into the body of the man on the ground. My last thought was that it was actually me that was tied and tethered. When I awoke, it was to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. William was in bed cuddled next to me. Soon there was a knock on the door. The two young boys from the dock entered with trays of breakfast. Neither was wearing any clothing and they were magnificent to behold. But something was amiss. When my erection intensified, as oft it did when I saw such handsome young maleness, so did a pain in my groin. When I reached down to find the problem, I discovered that although my sack was where it should be, it was empty. My balls had disappeared. Frantically I felt around, trying to locate them. Perhaps they had pulled up into my abdomen. Then Billy spoke. He told me that they were gone, that they had been removed to help me with my sexual obsession. Billy finally convinced me to eat some breakfast. As he and I ate, the two boys entertained themselves with a sexual intensity I had never witnessed in someone that young. Later, they joined Billy on our bed. For obvious reasons I had no desire to participate. We returned to Washington a few days later. My sack had begun to heal and my depression had begun to lift. As Billy doted on me I started to think that maybe being a gelded man wouldnt be so bad after all. That was nearly 6 months ago. Since then I have totally given myself to William, my Master. I am a straight A college student, majoring in political science. I work as an Intern whenever I have free time. I have a single room at the dormitory where I reside except on weekends. Then I become the slave to do as I am bid by Master. IT is contented with life. IT has sworn allegiance and fidelity to Master, forever. "oldspark" [email protected]