11.17.06
Don’t try this at home
If you are squeamish, read no further!
I was feeling unwell this weekend. Last night I was online with a slave of mine who was hoping to speak with me. Unfortunately, my vocal cords were not in any condition to use, so he couldn’t call me. But with some consideration, I agreed to have an extended chat online with him.
We decided to go through a little fantasy for him. I was the Amazon Queen, who had captured him and was interrogating him with various tortures. He had no information to give, but would never reveal that to me, as that in itself would have been revealing too much.
Finally I decided that this had gone on long enough. It was getting nowhere. I was never going to release him. So I told him I was going to castrate him. He would become my dutiful and docile servant. He could never go home again, as to do so would open him to shame and humiliation when people found out what I had done to him.
With a small sharp knife in a minute I did the job, and left it for another slave of mine to sew him up.