Ann's New Year's Eve

woman has a new years eve with bi boyfriend and one of his male 
lovers. guy gets guy, girl gets guy, girl likes guy. girl decides 
she wants both guys, girl decides she wants boyfriend as gelding 
and male friend as stud. girl and stud make boyfriend gelding.

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Hi, my name is Ann. I am 39 D/W/F. The D/W/F is for divorced, 
white, and female. I am also bisexual. I would like to relate my 
encounter of New Years Eve of 1999. 
	I live with my boyfriend who is also bisexual. We both date 
other people of either sex, whoever interests us. But we have a 
steady relationship. We agree we can see who we want, but must OK 
it with the each other first, and tell all the sordid details 
afterwards, kinky, huh? Of course, I tell my boyfriends that he is 
my gay roommate. His name is Dee. He is 39 S/W/M.
He has never been married, too queer for that. 
	Well, Dee had been having sex with a guy friend of his 
named Ken. Ken was a real hunk, and lived in an apartment one floor 
below us. He was 6’2” and 250lbs, with rippling muscles, tanned 
skin, and really handsome face. Like I said, what a hunk. Just 
seeing him made my pussy wet. So I told Dee I wanted Ken. You see 
Dee is sort of small and sissy looking. He is only 5’6” and 140lbs, 
with soft skin, and he even has tiny breast like a 10-year-old 
girl. He wears his hair long and has no beard, so he looks really 
sissy, but he likes that look and I like that look on him.
	Last New Years Eve, Dee and I had been to a friend’s party. 
She is like a goody two shoes, which does not allow casual sex on 
the carpet, so we had left around 3:00 AM and returned to our 
apartment. We were both really horny after drinking mass quantities 
of Irish whiskey. We stripped naked and began to kiss and fondle 
each other, but Dee had drank too much. He couldn’t get it hard. So 
I began to tease him about being an impotent little cocksucker. 
	About that time, the phone rang. Dee answered, and then 
whispered while holding his hand over the receiver, “It’s Ken.”
	Well, the wheels began to turn, I ordered Dee to invite him 
over, “tell him you want to suck his cock, to come up.” Dee did as 
I told him.
	Before Ken got there, I worked out a plan of action to get 
some of this hunky Q-boy. This is how it went.
	Dee met Ken at the door and let him in. I made Dee wear my 
red spike high heel pumps, but he was naked other than my shoes. 
They were a bit tight on him, but he could get his foot in them. 
	Ken came in to find me there, lying on the sofa with a 
sheet over me. I had on my sexy red and black teddy and crotch less 
panties, under the sheet. 
	Ken motioned for Dee to come with him to the bedroom but 
that was not a part of my plan. Dee spoke up, “lets just do it here 
so Ann can see how it is done.” Then Dee squatted down and began to 
unfasten Ken’s pants. He took out Ken’s cock and began to stroke 
it. Ken was instantly hard, and it must have been 10” long and 3” 
in diameter. Maybe I’m exaggerating but it was definitely big, much 
bigger than Dee. I could feel my pussy getting wet just seeing it. 
	Dee took it in his mouth and began to suck Ken’s cock, as 
promised. Then Dee stopped, and just stroked it while saying, “I 
know you can come twice, if I finish sucking you off once, you have 
to screw Ann for the second one.” I was waiting on pins and needles 
for the answer.
	Ken seemed hesitant, so Dee took it back in his mouth and 
did it some more. After a few minutes, Dee stopped again. This time 
he got up and walked over to me. He pulled back my sheet to reveal 
my lingerie, and sexy body, if I do say so myself. I am quite 
shapely with c-cup breast and a nice flat tummy. He took me by the 
hand and had me stand. Dee leads me over to Ken, and then he 
squatted back down between us. Dee kissed my frontal pubic area, 
and then slipped my panties off. So I stood before Ken naked from 
the waist down. Then Dee turned back to Ken and began giving him 
the blowjob of his life. Dee stopped just long enough to tell 
me. “Dear, feel his chest and tweak his nipples as I do this, if 
you want some.”
	I did what Dee said, and Ken loved this. He had Dee giving 
him a blowjob as I tweaked his guy nipples. I looked down to see 
that Dee was masturbating his limp little cock while doing Ken. Dee 
had placed my panties on the floor below his cock. After a few 
minutes, Ken came in Dee’s mouth and Dee masturbated onto my 
panties. But now Dee was done, he can’t do anything and is not even 
interested after cumming. So I just sort of pushed him out of the 
way, and took Ken’s cock in my own hands, literally. 
Then I said to Ken. “Come on Stud, pick me up and carry me to the 
bed, I’m going to fuck your balls off.”
	Ken scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my bed. I 
lay on the bed with my legs in the air, and pulled Ken down on top 
of me. He did not really seem to know what to do with a woman, so I 
took things into my hands again. I placed it and hunched my hips 
downward as I pulled him up. It felt huge as it slid in my pussy. I 
had never felt anything that big go in me before. It felt so good I 
was almost in a trance as he began to pump my pussy. I orgasmed 
over, and over, and over. We went at it for almost an hour before 
he pumped his seed into my hole. Ken finally fell to my side, with 
both of us exhausted. I looked up to see that Dee was watching the 
whole time; neither of us even knew he was around. We were too 
busy. I made Dee go get my cigarettes, and bring me a beer. I loved 
that. 
	He brought the items to me, and then I asked him. “Who told 
you it was OK for you to watch?”
	He shrugged his shoulders and began to speak.
	“Shut up, don’t say a word,” I snapped. “You didn’t ask me. 
Now, eat it.” I said pointing down at my Pussy. 
	Dee got on his knees, and I slid over to the edge of the 
bed. I leaned against the headboard of the bed, smoking my 
cigarette, and sipping my beer, as Dee ate my pussy. I couldn’t 
come again, Ken had gotten all that out of me, but I loved making 
Dee eat it. Ken was already asleep. 
	After I finished my cigarette, I let Dee up and we crawled 
in bed. I slept between the two of them for the remainder of the 
night.
	It was so good for me, that when I awoke the next morning, 
I made Ken do it again before he could leave. After Ken left, Dee 
got his. The alcohol was out of him by morning, and he could get 
hard enough to please me. 
	I have never had a better time in my life. I began to go 
down to visit Ken, instead of him having to come up and see us. I 
wanted to be selfish, and have Ken’s cock all to myself. 
	Soon I began to imagine what it would be like to keep both 
of them. But I didn’t want Dee screwing me. I would like him as a 
queer servant, even better, a gelded queer servant. After all, he 
was a sissy. He was perfect for it. 
 Dee did not know that Ken and I had been seeing each other. So I 
worked out a plan with Ken, to castrate Dee. We would do it 
together, and keep Dee as ours. That evening I went out to a law 
enforcement equipment store and purchased a pair of handcuffs.
Over the next few weeks I began to use the handcuffs on Dee. I 
needed to get him accustomed to bondage. I didn’t want him to be 
suspicious on the big night. When he no longer thought anything of 
being handcuffed, I began to mention wanting to threesome with Ken 
again. Dee was keen on the idea. So Ken and I sat a date to do it. 
Ken would acquire the medical equipment needed. He could find them 
on the black market. We needed a scalpel, clamps, surgical needle, 
hypodermic needles, and local anesthetic. Local anesthetic would 
make it painless, and help to constrict the blood vessels so Dee 
would not bleed so badly. The last item was a metal rod to be 
heated on the gas stove to cauterize the cords. Then again, why not 
have my initials welded on the end of the rod? I could brand my 
initials on my little steer’s buttocks then.
On the predetermined date, I mentioned to Dee that I wanted him to 
call Ken. I wanted to threesome with them in the same manner as on 
New Years Eve. Dee readily agreed, and was on the phone moments 
later. 
Ken promptly arrived at our apartment. Dee was in my red pumps and 
butt naked. I was in the same red and black teddy and panties. We 
did it the same. Dee gave Ken a blowjob and masturbated on my 
panties. This time I took both of them by the hand and lead them to 
my boudoir. I told Dee. “If you are going to be a peeping Tom, I 
want you where you can’t beat off, so I’m going to handcuff you in 
this chair.” I sat him in a strong wooden chair and handcuffed his 
hands behind the chair. Then tied the handcuffs to the back of the 
chair, using a pair of pantyhose. I took pantyhose and tied his 
ankles to the chair legs, and his knees I tied to the arm posts in 
the same manner. He was quite vulnerable, sitting there with his 
legs apart, with his cock and balls easily accessed. 
Then I produced a gag from my underwear drawer. It was in the shape 
of a guy’s cock, with a black leather panel to go over the outside 
of the victim’s mouth. It had nylon straps to fasten it around the 
victim’s head. After I placed it in Dee’s mouth and fastened it in 
place, I said. “I want you to suck on this cock, while you watch 
Ken and I fuck. 
I lay on my bed and Ken crawled on top of me. The poor thing had 
not learned to get it in a woman yet. I had to take things into my 
own hands again. It was worth it. We made love for over an hour. We 
stopped before Ken came the second time. We still had the grand 
finale to come. I had already gotten three good orgasms, and needed 
a cigarette before we began our operation. Poor Dee had no idea, 
yet. 
When I finished my smoke, Ken asked. “Are you ready to do it?”
I replied. “Yes, I do the first one and you the last one.”
Ken and I got out of bed. Ken went to get the kit from the living 
room. I got the soap and razor from the bathroom. I lather up Dee’s 
groin area, and he had a puzzled look come over his face, well, 
what I could see of it. He still had that plastic cock in his 
mouth. I began shaving his balls and he really looked puzzled. 
Ken returned with a black leather shaving kit. He opened it and 
removed the contents. It contained the medical items. When Dee saw 
these, he began to struggle a bit, and had a frightened look. So I 
finally told him what we had in mind. “Ken and I have decided you 
would be better without any desire for a woman. We will keep you 
around for queer games, and as a servant, but you need to be much 
more docile. So we have decided to castrate you, then you will be 
perfect for both of us.” 
Dee strained against my pantyhose knots, but I learned to tie knots 
in the girl scouts. They don’t come loose. I took surgical tape and 
taped Dee’s limp little cock up out of the way. Then I used the 
hypodermic needle and injected the local into his sac and balls. 
Occasionally, I would prick his sac with the needle, until he no 
longer flinched from it. When Ken saw this he said, “I will place 
the rod on the stove.” 
Dee looked so funny struggling and straining as I placed a white 
towel under his groin. Next, I tied a cord tightly around the top 
of his sac. I made sure it was as close to his body as I could get 
it. I couldn’t help giggling a bit before taking the scalpel in 
hand. I made a cut across the bottom of his sac, and then I 
squeezed it at the top. Both his balls popped right out. Ken was 
back by this time. 
I took the hot rod from him and used it to burn through the first 
cord, separating it from Dee’s body. Then I handed the rod to Ken, 
and pulled Dee’s final testicle out from his body. Then I told 
Ken. “You remove the last one, I did the first one. I want you to 
take his desire for me, and all women.”
Ken leaned forward and seared through the cord with the heat of the 
red-hot iron. The testicle came loose in Ann’s hand. 
Ann held it up where Dee could see it and said, “You’re a eunuch 
now dear. In a month you won’t even be aroused when I walk naked 
around you.” 
Ann had Ken go heat the iron again. She told Dee it was time for 
the final portion of his modification. Dee was droopy now. He was 
exhausted from the previous experience. He couldn’t feel it, but he 
was still wearing himself out straining. He had broken out in a 
sweat, or it might have been a hot flash. Ann finished stitching up 
Dee’s sac, and then used the hypodermic needle to inject some of 
the local into his right butt cheek. 
Ken returned with the rod red-hot. Ann took the rod, and then 
instructed Ken to lift Dee in the chair, so she could get to his 
right butt cheek more easily.
Ken lifted Dee under his arms, and Ann touched the red-hot iron to 
Dee’s buttocks. Instantly, AM was permanently seared onto Dee’s 
flesh. 
Ann removed the gag and untied the pantyhose. She used the key to 
unlock the handcuffs as Ken told Dee. “Don’t try to get angry, I’m 
much bigger than you, and you just had a lot took out of you, 
permanently.” 
Dee was still in shock, and said to Ann. “You’ve castrated me!” 
Ann calmly replied. “Yes dear, but you’re queer anyway, you will 
never miss them. Now come over here and lie face down on the bed so 
I can bandage your sac and buttocks.” She acted as if nothing 
unusual had happened, so Dee did as she said.
Dee fell asleep as Ann finished the bandaging. After Dee was 
asleep, Ann placed the testes in a dehydrator to be dried. She was 
going to encapsulate them in lexan and make earrings out of them. 
She planned to cage the lexan capsule inside a circle of gold, 
fashioned into the female symbol. The earrings she would wear as a 
trophy, and let Dee know they were once his. Ken thought this was 
really kinky, and arousing. Ken took Ann back to the bed, and they 
made love as Dee slept on the other side.
A few months later Dee had become accustomed to how he felt. Ann 
could walk around the apartment naked all the time, without 
arousing Dee at all. When Ken made love to Ann, it no longer 
interested Dee. Dee still liked to suck Ken’s cock, and he still 
liked Ann as a friend, but he no longer felt the urge for a woman. 
He had become completely impotent, and his cock had shrunk to a 
very small 2”. He could not cum, unless Ann used a paddle to whip 
him to orgasm. She dearly loved whipping him to orgasm, but he had 
no seed to come out, so he orgasmed dry. He had become quite docile 
and submissive to Ann’s slightest whim, and he was still very good 
at servicing a guy’s cock. Ann finally had the eunuch she had 
always wanted. He began to look better and better in a black 
leather mini skirt and pumps, as the effects of castration became 
more pronounced. Ann’s modification of Dee was a success.

                                                            Written 
by EUNUCH 67