**Part 6 - Brad**

The next guy was a dorky looking man, a little effeminate actually. Somewhat short and pudgy, with friendly smile on his face.

"It's nice to meet you everyone. My name is Bradley, or Brad for  short. I am 32 years old. As for my job, I am a programmer by day and a  devoted boyfriend for the love of my life at night." His demeanor  surprised Nina. He was so upbeat. "Her name is Karla and she is the one  who castrated me."

"Excuse me?" Nina honestly thought she heard it wrong.

"My girlfriend is the one who castrated me 5 years ago. And to be  honest, this was the right thing to do. I've loved her ever since  without ever cheating on her." said Brad proudly.

"Then how can we help you exactly?" This was probably not the right  question as Brad clearly needed professional help but Nina was so  puzzled that it just slipped out.

"Well, I've been feeling a little weird lately. I would like to figure out if it is because of my castration."

"We're happy to listen to your story, Brad. Please, begin."

"It's a Saturday afternoon when I hear knocking on my door. I go to  see who it might be as I'm not expecting any visitors. I open the door  and a young woman enters my apartment. I take a good look at her and my  eyes widen in surprise. I know this girl. She is a someone I met on a  website the day before. It is a site where you can video chat with  random strangers. And unlike the more famous options it is used for  sexual stuff by almost everyone. I got randomly connected to this girl  and we stayed in each other's company for hours. We talked a lot and did  all kinds of sexual stuff as well. She is 23 years old, black with  brown curly hair and dark brown eyes. Her body is slender but she still  has a nice set of boobs and a round and shapely ass. She looks even more  amazing in person.

"Hi Brad, nice to meet you irl." Her voice is playful and she gives me a friendly smile.

"H..Hi, Karla, what... wait, how did you know where I live?" My voice sounds a little terrified so she lets out a cute laugh.

"I know your name and you told me which neighborhood you lived in. I  had to ask around a little but I got lucky and found you quickly. It  also helped that your name was written on the intercom. A nice lady let  me in though. Sorry that I just showed up but I wanted to meet you so  badly."

"Wha... what are you...?"

"I'm sorry. I know I can come off as pushy and weird. I better go..."

"NO! I'm sorry, I'm rude. Please stay and take a seat. Can I get you something to drink?"

"Okay, I'll stay." she says with a huge smile "A glass of coke would be perfect, thanks."

I see the red flags, of course. They are all over the place. She is  crazy, she must be. Is she going to kill me? Or rob me? It's not normal  that she just showed up like this without me inviting her or even giving  her my address for that matter. But what if I can actually have sex  with her? At least I should see where this is going. I pour us two  glasses of coke and place them on the living room coffee table in front  of her.

"Um, sorry, could you also get me a straw?"

I get her one and join her. We talk for a while but after about half  an hour I start to feel tired. I try to stay awake but it seems like I'm  going to fall asleep right here. Before I can say anything, everything  goes black.

I wake up in my bed. My arms tied to the bedposts and my legs as  well, although I can't really see those as Karla is straddling me. We  are both naked. While I saw her like this before, this is the first time  I do in person. I try to speak but I quickly realize that my mouth is  gagged.

"I'm glad you're awake Brad, I thought for a moment that I  accidentally killed you with that thing I put in your drink. I got it  from some really shady guy so I'm glad it worked." she is talking so  nonchalantly as if we were old friends discussing her summer plans. I,  on the other hand, am really scared. She either doesn't notice or  doesn't care.

"The bad news is, Brad, we are not going to have sex. I kinda wanted  to, but actually I have better plans. I'm going to castrate you  instead."

My eyes go wide. I try to pull on the ropes but to no avail. She  grins and takes a pair of pliers in her hand. I try to scream but my  voice is muffled by that gag in my mouth.

"All those things you told me, got me thinking. I love that you are a  virgin at 27. I want you to stay like that for the rest of your life.  Just think about it Brad. We shared something special yesterday. I told  you what to do and you just obeyed like a good little pet. I told you to  jerk your tiny cock and you did it. I told you to cum on your belly and  you did it. You also ate your cum for me. You were so desperate to lose  your virginity that you just did anything for me. It's so exciting to  think that I will be the last person to make you cum, like ever. You  will be mine forever. No more nasty erections, no more orgasms. You can  be fully devoted to me without me feeling guilty for not fucking you. I  mean, let's face it. You're cute but not a real man. Your dicklet is  nowhere near enough for me. It will be so much better for both of us if I  take care of this problem right now. But as I promised, I'll make you  cum first. One. Last. Time."

I'm scared as hell but also rock hard. I've never been so close to a  naked woman before and the things she said just made me hornier for some  reason. She reaches behind her to feel my cock. She also gives my balls  a gentle squeeze and smiles. After acknowledging that I am hard she  starts to grind her ass and pussy back and forth on my dick. As if this  wasn't enough to send my inexperienced cock over the edge she also  starts moaning and rubbing her boobs. The sounds, the sight and the  feeling are more than enough. I shoot my load and then go limp.

"Well, I guess that was it." She slides down so that now she kneels  between my legs. Taking the pliers in her hand again, she starts to feel  my nutsack with her other hand looking for the spermatic cord. She soon  finds it and using her tool she basically crushes it. I scream into my  gag as she just smiles. It only takes a few moments until she finds the  other cord and she wastes no time finishing what she started. Once she  is done she stands up and walks beside me.

"We can finally be together just like we wanted. What do you think Brad?"

She removes the gag from my mouth and I start to yell at her.

"YOU CRAZY BITCH! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME? I NEVER WANTED THIS..." My  tantrum is cut short by the gag that she puts back in it's place. She  looks visibly hurt but remains calm.

"I knew that you would be angry Brad and don't worry, I'm not mad at  you for yelling at me like that and calling me a bitch. I know that you  just made a huge sacrifice for me. Soon you will also understand."

I spend the next two days in bed and she takes care of me. My anger  vanishes, in fact, I never really get upset anymore. I'm like a little  puppy, eager for Karla's affection. We cuddle a lot while being naked  but most of time it is not sexual. And whenever it is, it is always me  pleasing her with my tongue. I love to eat her pussy. Our sex life is  perfect this way. She loves that my tiny cock stays soft all the time  and can't make a mess that must be cleaned up. I am fully devoted to her  orgasms and the special bond we share."

Nina was shocked but found the whole thing interesting. She knew Brad  will be a unique case. He seemed so happy with his predicament. Some  kind of a Stockholm syndrome maybe? She will have to figure it out. On a  different note, her panties were now soaking wet. She tried not to pay  any attention to it but it was getting harder to do so with every story.  It must be all this sex talk, she thought. Anyways, it was time to ask  the next guy to tell his story.

**Part 7 - Chuck**

The next guy was a meek looking man with short red hair and glasses.  He seemed quite shy and hesitant to speak up. Nina then gave her an  encouraging look. Not only did she want to hear his story to be able to  help but also for the sexual thrill. She knew it was wrong but she  started to feel like a horny teenager losing control over her impulses.

"Oh, yeah, um, hi. My name is Chuck am and I am 29 and my girlfriend  Kimberly who is now my ex-girlfriend did this to me 3 years ago." He was  jabbering a bit and he was clearly nervous. Nina considered asking him  to slow down but decided to just let him speak as she didn't want to  discourage him. "She actually broke up with me and... oh, sorry, I must  relive it... so were are now broken up and I am 26 years old and sad.  She left me for this shady guy who is a mobster or something. I am a  nerd but she never told me that she has a problem with that so I just  don't get it. She likes the stuff I do and we love each other. But she  is way hotter than me. She has a Korean father and black mother. Such an  exotic beauty. And she's so smart too. And now I'm just left without  her. I think it's because my dick is small and I cum too soon but she  never complained and so all of this was too sudden. So I decide I must  try to win her back. I go to where this guy can usually be found. It's  some seedy bar in a bad neighborhood. So anyway, I go in and in the  backroom there they are. It's a small private room with a pool table,  some chairs and posters on the walls with cars, nude women or beer on  them. The room has four people in it not including me. There is Mark,  who is her new boyfriend and is this gangsta looking dude with like  tattoos and shit and two of his large black henchmen who look they could  rip me apart. And there is my Kimmie, as beautiful as ever.

So I go in and Mark asks me what the hell I want. Instead I turn to  Kim and start asking her to take me back and telling her that I love her  and I know she loves me too. When I look at her face I can see this  look she gives me like all she feels is pity. I'm kneeling before her at  this point begging her to come back to me. I can hear Mark and his  friends laughing. Everyone is just silent through all of this except for  me. After some time Mark gets up from his chair, whispers something to  his buddies, then comes over to me and pulls me to my feet. He tells me  that what I'm doing is not cute anymore and I should just act like a man  if I want a girl to actually take me seriously. I just look at him all  confused. He says we should make a bet and that if I win I get Kimmie  back. I am so desperate I say yes and then he tells me the rules. He  tells me that we have to see who is a real man and that depends on who  has the bigger cock and who can last longer. I'm not sure if I can win  this but I must try so I say yes and that if he wins he can have  anything that belongs to me. He says that a hottie like Kim surely is  worth more so if he wins he can take two things I own. I think it is  weirdly specific but whatever. Anything to win back the love of my life.

For the competition Mark, Kim and I all get naked. The plan is that  she will make us hard, measure our erect cocks and then gives both of us  a handjob simultaneously. Whoever gets hard first wins the first round,  the one with the bigger cock wins the second and the one who lasts  longer wins the third. So we all get naked and then two things become  obvious. I win the first round and Mark wins the second. Yes, I am  already hard just by looking at Kim's beautiful naked body so she says I  win. But she also points out that my cock is 3,5 inches when erect and  Mark is 6 inches when still soft. But since she has to get him hard for  the tiebreaker she gets on her knees and starts blowing him. I start  crying as I see my love sucking this shitty guy's dick and all of them  are laughing at me. When Mark is also hard Kimmie measures our cocks  just to be sure - I now think it was just to humiliate me - and mine is  3,5 inches while Mark's is 8 inches so I indeed lost the second round.  So now it is time for the third round they say and I'm already worried. I  hated to see my girl blowing this guy but it also made me so horny and  I'm not sure how long I can last. Kimmie kneels between us and starts  jerking us off. It's like not even a competition. I cum in a few  seconds. They all laugh again. Mark then says it's time for me to pay so  I ask him what he wants and he just says that I'll see in a minute. He  tells his buddies to do as he told them before and they grab me and lay  my on the pool table and held me down. Mark tells me that the two things  he wants are my balls so they now belong to him and as such he can do  anything to them. And he wants his buddies to turn them into mush while  he fucks my ex-girlfriend. He sits down facing us and Kimmie straddles  him and she just starts riding him. I yell and try to fight but to no  avail. One guy holds my arms in place and covers my mouth with his other  hand while the other grabs my balls and squeezes them really hard. It  hurts like hell and there is nothing I can do. Mark just grins and  Kimmie gives me an evil smile over her shoulder as she keeps riding his  cock. It takes the large man about a minute to crush my balls in his  fist. Then they throw me out and tell me not to go back ever again and  not call the cops or they'll find me and my family as well and they'll  kill us.

So, yeah, that's the story. I was too scared to tell anyone but then  it got infected I think so I went to a hospital and told them it was and  accident and then they said that my balls were just mush. So I had to  have, like, the entire sack removed."

Chuck's story left everyone horrified. There was a good five minutes  of silence in the room. Even though Nina was a professional, she was now  completely lost for words. She was also terrified of her other kind of  reaction. How can she be so turned on by all of this? This is terrible. A  serious crime. These people were horribly mutilated. And yet, she got  hornier with each story. Her pussy was completely wet by now. It was  getting really hard for her to focus on anything else. She just looked  at the next man and asked him to begin his turn.

**Part 8 - Steven**

The next man was a handsome dude. Brown hair in a stylish haircut, a  manly jawline, clothes that fit him perfectly complete with an expensive  watch and a pair of nice shoes. Not too overdressed, but clearly  impressive.

"Hi, my name is Steven. I am the CEO of a medium sized company. I am  39 years old and I love cars and sailing. Oh, and I'm also kind of a  history nerd. It is a truly fascinating field, if you will."

"Welcome, Steven. You may begin with your story if you are ready"

"Well, here it comes." Steven leaned forward and closed his eyes as  he started to recall the events that brought him to the group.

"I am 34 years old and happily married to my wife, Kristina. I always  knew she was high-maintenance but lately she's been pestering me a lot  about a special marriage counselor that she met in yoga class and she  keeps telling me that we should go and see her. I don't understand any  of it. She can have crazy ideas sometimes but our marriage is perfect.  Anyways, this afternoon she starts with the marriage therapy stuff again  so I give in and she says that we can go right now as her friend can  see us at 4 pm. I am reluctant but want to make her happy as well as  just get this all over with.

Two hours later we are sitting in the office of Dr. Maria Jones and  she asks all kinds of nonsense about our marriage, a possible divorce  and me being possibly unfaithful. I keep telling her that I love my wife  dearly and I do not intend to cheat on her or leave her. I'm getting  annoyed but try to be as polite as possible. Now, of course, I am still a  man. Even though I love my wife I can't help but notice other women  occasionally. I wasn't lying when I said I am being faithful, I only let  my eyes get some side action from time to time. For example, I  definitely notice how hot our therapist was. She is a stunning Latina in  her late thirties. She has a gorgeous face with deep brown eyes, framed  perfectly by her long black hair. Her body is just as perfect with her  voluptuous figure hardly concealed by the form fitting black dress she  is wearing. In fact, I'm feeling a little underdressed in my jeans and  polo shirt. Especially as Kristina is also wearing an fancy green dress.  Her body is more slender but sexy nonetheless and her pretty face with  her green eyes and long light brown hair is just something to die for. I  wonder why they are dressed so nicely as I never realized that this  must be a special occasion. But I can't complain as they both look  amazing. It is actually kind of hard to concentrate on these dumb  questions in the presence of these two beauties but since my wife is  important to me plus i want to get out of here early I basically tell  them what they want to hear while remaining kind and polite. After some  time, however, I begin to feel tired and then black out.

I wake up strapped to an examination chair with my legs up in  stirrups. Also, I am fully naked. My wife and the doctor stand there and  they tell me that after a long evaluation process they came to the  conclusion that I am extremely likely to cheat on Kristina. I start to  protest but I am cut short by Maria.

"Kristina told me everything Steven." Her voice was concerned and  gentle as she said this. "We know you have a problem around attractive  women. She told me how you were always checking out the young hot chicks  whenever the two of you go out and that you even look at your maid and  the babysitter in a lustful way. And they are just over eighteen years  old. And we also saw the way you were looking at me in the office  earlier."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I can't help it sometimes but it is normal to  look at beautiful women. It doesn't mean I will cheat on my wife."

"No, it is not normal, Steven. Your wife is just worried that this  can ruin your relationship eventually. I know that man who have such a  large penis and testicles as you do have a large sex drive as well. It  is perfectly natural. But Kristina loves you and she doesn't want to  lose you."

As she makes that comment about my genitals I realize that I forgot I  was naked. This does not make any sense. Why are they telling me this  and why do I have to strapped to a chair without any clothes on to have  this conversation? I better ask them and then tell them to let me go as  I'm done playing whatever game this is.

"She won't lose me. But I don't understand why am I naked and tied  down. This is all crazy. I'm sorry if you are worried about our  relationship, Kris, but I promise I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

"I know, honey, that you don't want to hurt me. But I'm afraid that  you will give in to your urges one day. You won't be able to resist  these fresh young girls anymore especially when we get older. This is  why I asked Maria to help. To fix the problem before there are any  complications."

"What the hell do you mean by fixing the problem?" I start to get irritated. This nonsense must end right here.

"You see, Steven, I'm not a therapist per se, but a surgeon who  offers to solve marital problems if necessary. Your problems are caused  by your libido that is in turn caused by your large balls. So, in order  to fix this I will surgically remove them to reduce your sex drive to  zero and to prevent you from sleeping around."

"What are you talking about? Are you insane? Kristina, please!"

"This going to make your life a lot easier, honey, I promise. Maria  does this all the time and all her clients have been satisfied so far."

"I don't care about others. Please, I don't want to lose my balls. I will prove it to you that I only want you and no one else."

As I say this Maria takes off her dress. I can't believe my eyes. She  is standing there fully naked. I just keep staring at her large, round  breasts and clean shaven pussy. I only snap out of it when she walks  over to me and starts to speak.

"You see, Steven, you already can't take your yes off of me."

"I'm sorry, it's just that I am surprised."

"We'll see about that. You will have to pass a test. I will sexually  stimulate you and if you can resist an orgasm we will know that you can  be faithful."

My cock is semi-erect already and she starts stroking it. Very slowly  at first but then picking up the speed. I'm getting closer and closer  to cum but still manage to hold on. Then she lowers her head and takes  my cock in her mouth. It is the most sensual blowjob I've ever received  as her tongue works it's magic on me. I try my best not to cum but her  mouth feels so amazing. The sight of her blowing me is just so sexy that  I decide to look away, maybe it will be easier to focus on something  else. And as I do I see that Kris is sitting there beside my chair, also  naked. She looks me in the eyes and smiles. God, she is just so  beautiful. I know I can't hold it anymore. As my body becomes stiff  Maria takes my cock out of her mouth and keeps jerking it as I shoot a  huge load of warm, sticky cum all over myself.

Once I catch my breath I start to cry. Kristina takes my hand and  puts her hand on my head telling me not to worry as everything will be  so much better after the operation. Maria meanwhile sits on a small  chair between my legs with her medical tools by her side. She is still  naked.

"I am going to inject you with a local anesthetic, Steven. It will  take a few minutes until it takes effect so I will wash and shave your  scrotum in the meantime."

"No, please! Please, don't take my balls!" I want to scream but I can  only cry. Kris keeps comforting me telling me in a gentle voice how  much better our lives will be and how brave I am for doing this for us.  After a few minutes Maria is done washing and shaving me and I am fully  numb down there. I watch in horror as she cuts my sack open, takes out  one of my testicles and cuts it free with a scissor.

"One to go, Steven. You are doing great so far." She then cuts the  other half, takes out my remaining ball and with a snip it is removed as  well. She then stitches up the wounds. And so this is how my manhood  was taken from me, Dr. Drake."

While Steven was already in tears by the end of his story, Nina  almost came. She was getting really scared so at this point she just  wanted the whole meeting to be finally over with. After quickly thanking  Steven, she told the next man the he can begin.

**Part 9 - Jake**

The second to last guy also looked quite nerdy and unmanly like many  of the others before him. He was short and fat, had unruly facial hair  and even some acne. While he wasn't untidy he clearly did not care if  looked attractive or not.

"Hi, my name is Jake. I am currently unemployed for most of the time.  I've only been back in the country for a few months. I am 34 years old  and this happened a little over a year ago.

It is 8 am and I am standing in front of a two-story office building.  I was recently fired from my job and after looking for a while without  any success I came across an ad for sex work. I never really considered  anything like that but I was running out of money so I decided to give  it a try. I don't really like to get naked in front of people since I am  kind of overweight and my cock is not too big either but it might be  work that I can do over the phone or online. Since there wasn't anything  specific in the ad I could only speculate. I called the number and a  woman answered. She only asked my name and told me to go to a specific  address the next day at eight in the morning.

So I am standing at the location that was given to me. When I step  inside I am greeted by a young black woman at the front desk. She tells  me to go to the second floor and her boss is already waiting for me  there. Upstairs I am greeted by another black woman who is slightly  older and is dressed very elegantly. She clearly looks like a manager of  some sort. She invites me into her office and tells me to do as she  says as she has to evaluate me properly for the job.

Once inside she tells me to strip. I feel very self-conscious but  since I figured that at least someone will see me naked in person during  the interview I already made peace with this so I do as I am told. I  still can't help but feel ashamed of my tiny dick and my short and fat  body but I'm not in the position to reject a possible job offer. Since I  am already here I might as well give it a try. Once I am naked she  comes over to me. She tells me that some of the things she does will be  sexual in nature but I shouldn't worry since she is a professional and  this is simply the nature of the job. I nod and tell her that it is  okay. She slaps my ass and then cups my balls and squeezes them a  little. She then starts asking me questions about myself and my sex  life. I tell her that I was 33 years old,  a virgin and masturbated at  least once every day. I also tell her that my cock is about 2,5 inches  when hard. She makes some notes and tells me to follow her to the  backroom.

Inside I am told to sit in an examination chair. I must also place my  legs in stirrups. She then straps my arms and legs to the chair and  tells me that she needs to complete a few tests. She then takes off her  clothes and my small cock becomes rock hard instantly. She pinches and  tweaks my nipples and slaps my face. Then she takes out a weird metal  object, lubes it up and pushes it into my asshole. Finally, she starts  to jerk me off with two fingers. I cum within 2 minutes. She notes that I  don't last long and only have a small amount of weak looking cum.

She then pulls up a chair between my legs and sits down with a weird  metal instrument in her hand. She explains that I will make a perfect  white sissy slave for her rich black clients. I am nice and fat, have a  tight asshole, large boy boobs and I am completely submissive. They love  to fuck fuck boys like me so my ass and mouth will be put to great use.  My cock, one the other hand, is completely useless. It is clearly unfit  for sex and right now the only one who can derive any pleasure from it  is me. However, slaves should never be able to cum as their job is to  serve their masters. She then reveals me that the object in her hand is a  burdizzo and she is going to castrate me with it. This way she can make  sure that I won't act up, misbehave or play with my hard little knob  constantly. I start to cry and beg her not to, but she just tells me to  shut up. She places my nuts inside the device and then closes it. There  is a weird breaking sound, a sharp pain for a minute and it is done. She  tells me that my cock will now be unable to get erect and I cannot cum  ever again.

After a few months I was sold to an African family. My master used to  fuck my ass every day and I had to eat out my mistresses - my master's  wife and daughter - all the time. They used to always tell me that weak  white sissies like me are meant to serve strong black people like them.  My cock shrank to an even smaller size and it is now completely soft. I  lost all my sexual urges and indeed did not have an orgasm since my  castration. Then after almost a year the whole operation was busted by  the police and the slaves they were able to locate were freed. Thank  you, everyone, for listening to my story."

This was now way too much for Nina. There was no way she can hold on.  The stories were tragic but she was just so wet. Luckily only one guy  was left and then she can figure out what to make of this whole  situation.

**Part 10 - Rafael**

The last guy was a handsome young Hispanic man. He had slightly long  brown hair, light brown skin and a really athletic body. He was dressed  casually but it suited him well. Any girl would possibly melt in his  arms. His eyes looked sad though and since he was here it was obvious  why.

"Hi. My name is Rafael and I am 21 years old. My story happened two  years ago. I only work odd jobs now to pay for my education. My parents  are from Mexico so we don't have too much money."

"Hi, Rafael. Thank you for introducing yourself. You can start if you are ready."

"Thank you, Dr. Drake. My story is going to be very short. It is  evening already when I am finished with my job at the construction site.  I am standing out on the street smoking a cigarette before heading  home. The street is all empty by now as this is a neighborhood that is  mostly still under construction. Then I hear footsteps from behind me.  Before I can do anything a man grabs me and all I can feel is a sting in  my neck.

I wake up in a white room, strapped to an operating table. A little  later a woman comes in. She looks like she is a doctor. She tells me  that I was brought here because her boss selected me. He is an old man  who believes that eating young men's testicles will make him more  capable in bed. They always select young, strong and handsome men and  now they chose me and now she is going to surgically castrate me.

I cry and start begging her not to do it. She just tells me that my  fate is sealed as her boss never reconsiders and he specifically asked  for me this time so she will begin the operation right away. I scream  for help and try to beg her again but she does not react. She just tells  me that the anesthetic they gave me while I was unconscious is already  working. Then she sits between my legs, cuts open my scrotum, removes my  left testicle and cuts the cord. She does the same with the right ball  and then quickly stitches me up. She then gives me another injection. I  pass out and later I wake up where I was kidnapped. All I feel is that  my groin hurts like hell."

**Part 11 - Nina**

The last story was too much for Nina. She had no idea how to properly  react to it. It was so sick. Actually, of them were. The others also  must have been disturbed by the events of the night as most of them were  already standing, ready to leave. While she felt that she should at  least say something and that this should be discussed, she was unable  to. No only because of the shock and horror but also the excitement and  the guilt it caused her. She felt that in a way she now would just be  using these men to get a kick out of their stories. She must sort these  feelings out before they continue. She quickly thanked everyone for  attending at told them to come back next week as she felt there was a  lot to process for all of them. Everyone, including her.

She kept thinking about the last story. A woman whose job is to  castrate young men. She was scared of how exciting this was to her. The  though of robbing a helpless man of the pleasures of sex made her pussy  soaking wet. She felt a sudden urge to find an unsuspecting guy, tie him  down, tease him after telling him that he will be castrated and then  take his balls away. Just thinking about it almost made her cum. On the  other hand, she felt guilty for even thinking like this. She simply  could not live with the thought that she ruined someone's life forever.  An innocent person's, who did nothing wrong. And that's when the idea  hit her.

What if she would do it to men who only used their balls to harm  others? Sexual predators who managed to evade the law and are free to do  whatever they want to. It would be a win-win situation. That person  would not be committing crimes anymore and she could experience the  possible joys a castration would bring her. And with that, she left her  office and headed home. She was desperate for release, which she hoped  she would find in the arms of her beautiful girlfriend, and she also  needed to plan out her first move in order to accomplish her new goal.