Ken met her in a smokey, dimly-lit dive bar. She seemed out of place, too classy a babe for such a crummy bar. They sit in a booth in the back.
After Ken tells her about his dull cubicle-bound tech-drone life she starts telling about herself.
She tells him her name is Glinda which makes him cough in disbelief. Even though she has an American accent she claims to be a member of the British aristocracy, a Lady that had been married to a lord who had disappeared mysteriously. She says she is Lady Castor-Raiterees. When Ken looks at her quizzically she tells him it's a Greek name.
Then she tells him she's a doctor that specializes in general surgery.
It seems to Ken that she's too young to be either a widow or a surgeon. He begins to wonder if maybe she's just giving him a lot of made-up bullshit.
Ken is really bowled over when she goes on to tell him about her kinky hobby which is doing castrations. But he also feels himself getting intrigued. He asks her if she does them to help transgender men. She says that although she has castrated a couple consensual guys she really only castrates unwilling ones.
Ken's mind is truly boggled. He stammers out the question of why. She simply responds that she does it because she enjoys it.
The next question that naturally occurs to Ken is how does she do it if they are unwilling. He asks her if she drugs them or somehow tricks them into bondage. Ken starts to get nervous.
She smiles and says, "I know what you're thinking, you think I must be some kind of psychopath." She lowers her eyes and speaks in a soft tone that disarms Ken's apprehensions, "And I admit there's a grain of truth to that idea."
She doesn't use drugs or bondage, she just has a kind of sixth sense that allows her to pick guys that she knows she will be able to bend to her will. She smiles as she says this and Ken starts to get nervous again.
She says the guys she picks all have a deep-seated need to give pleasure to sexually predatory women like herself.
She goes on to sketch the basic scenario: once a guy exposes his scrotum to her he forfeits possession and it becomes hers instead and then she easily dictates all his behavior via her mastery of the scrotum.
She takes a small kit out of her purse and shows it to Ken. With the kit she can castrate in 15 minutes. And a lot of guys keep themselves shaved these days which makes it even more convenient. Ken has fallen completely under her spell and listens mutely.
She likes to do quicky ones. She likes to do them on the little plastic fold-down diaper changing table installed in the family restrooms of many public places. She says she gives the guys a real 'change' and laughs. Ironic that a little table for use by people with families is used by her to take away a guy's ability to have a family. She tells Ken that those changing tables are really quite sturdy and can support the weight of a man.
She prefers to castrate virgins but she does all kinds. She is totally opportunistic and has no problem finding these guys everywhere in face-to-face situations. She especially likes to castrate older men, old bulls, she likes to geld them and turn them into meek little steers and oxen.
Other times, she stages elaborate 2-hour castration rituals that she video tapes with the help of nubile young female assistants.
She takes their manhood and turns these guys into feminized eunuchs (they naturally feminize themselves after their castration). Intact men instinctively sense that such a feminized eunuch only exists to sexually serve them and they routinely make casual use of them.
Glinda always takes care to record the guy's whimpering and begging of her 'not to do it' so she can play it back on her home stereo and 'flick the bean'. She asks Ken if he'd like to hear some of these for himself and he gulps and nervously agrees. She plugs her ear buds into her phone and then gives them to Ken while she cues up the audio files. He can't help becoming aroused while he listens and she gives him permission to play pocket pool which he does till he comes in his pants. She rudely brings him out of his post-orgasm stupor but yanking the ear buds out of his ears.
She leaves the bar saying she'll be in touch. He can't even remember if he had given her his contact info or not.
Three months later, Ken is a feminized eunuch giving lunchtime blow jobs to his co-workers in the men's room of his cubicle farm.