Aaron and Angie & His Precious Epilogue

First of all I had to wait for a couple of weeks before I could continue because I was so mad at him. We had kept this a family secret for twelve goddamned years. Then the broken dick son of a bitch goes and tells the whole world! And as if that isn't bad enough he tells all these great big lies to top it off! That IDIOT took a perfectly nasty little family secret and spread it all over the internet. I really don't care about the law now either as the statutes of limitation are up on this one, but still!! Aaron you are out of your gourd! Where do you get off?? I cut your stupid balls off but I missed the most offensive part off all!! That is your idiot lieing mouth!!! By the way you moron, this is exactly the kind off behavior that makes me glad I took your tiny little nads. I still have your sac too, you jerk!!! OK Enough Already! I might never get over this latest insult but I sure as hell can straighten his ass out.

I will debunk his bullshit here and now. Oh and you monkey spankers out there in cyber space may not enjoy this as much as his version because I am not into providing you with gratuitous masturbation fodder. I really don,t give a rip if you can squirt that shit or not. Speaking of that, that is the only thing that I agree with him about. That is that you should cut your balls off right now and do it yourself so that no innocent little children are exposed to your sick perversions. Do it yourself so that no other people like me have to walk around the rest of their days infected by this sick memory of castrating my father and the father of my child. Not one day has gone by that I haven't thought about it. And Ok so I dug it! I still do! And now I'm really glad that I cut you Aaron!! you motor mouth! Pervert! Dickless wonder.

OK Enough Already! First of all his so called "exile" is his own choice. He chose to leave Casper and move to Minneapolis. Neither me nor Mom nor anyone else chased him away. He left on his own, I might add that if he wants me to move in with him there like he has been saying then he better get off those hormones. I will not expose our daughter to his sickness. You hear that! In his defense I'll say that Mom never made it very easy for him to stay. It must have been difficult living there so close to her and to all the memories. She never let him forget even for a minute that he was a eunuch as you guys call it. She never forgave him for molesting us kids. Before I stole the bag away from her she would make it a big point to jiggle his sac in front of his nose and tell him over and over why he lost his balls. I got the bag now but Mom still has his nuts all these years later. She froze them in a block of ice in the freezer. This is funny- She got them out one Thanksgiving when he was invited over for supper and to see his kids. So she puts them out on the table like some kind of bizarre center piece.A block of clear ice with his nuts frozen in it on a plate where the turkey is supposed to go. Like a nasty ice sculpture on a plate in the center of the table. Everybody knows what they are and the kids are giggling. Aaron was so embarassed. You could see them in there plain as day. Somehow Mom got the ice to freeze really clear. She is a total basket case you know. Ok, so I guess that I don't blame him for leaving. She made it really hard on him. He did deserve it though. Our family is twisted sisters. It is all because of him. Ricky lost his gonads too you know. Mom's bad,this is true,but my sister is worse. You can't even imagine the shit that she is into now.

Oh and that bit about my "virgin hymen". I really do wonder what that quack doctor has him on. He sounds like total cracker. Non of that shit happened like that. He makes it sound like I was enjoying that shit? I have this great big sweaty ape pawing at me and I have an orgasm? Give it a break Aaron. Aaron the asshole. If you want me to even consider moving back there with you you had better be off those drugs that that quack has you on.

Now about all those "steamy testostone filled days and nights" They may have been steamy for him but for me they were just plain confusing. That shit really wacked me out. Oh! that crap about the big sperm shoot down at the Ok Corral-total bullshit.Yea we did lots of castrations on lots of animals but give me a break!! (I really question this move to Minneapolis) He is clearly out of control again. The more I think back on the whole thing the more that I think I should have cut his sac long before I did. He wanted it all along you know. I could have said "Ooops my knife slipped" and saved our whole family a lot of troubles- him too.

Did I mention that I cut off my fathers balls?? It is true I,Angie, cut off my fathers balls. It really happened, but not quite like he says. He started growing titties back in 91, maybe he should go back to doing just that if he ever wants to see his little girl again. Hint Hint!

Ok Ok I'm done ranting. You want to hear the true story then here it comes. I really did it! And I'm not sorry either! I might add that it was the high point of my whole eighteenth year now that I look back on it. Most normal kids get a car and a high school diploma. I got to dangle his severed flacid droopy nasty sac in his face and when I did it(sorry Aaron) I got a rush of power like I had never felt before. I CUT OFF MY FATHERS BALLS!!! When I showed them to him I watched his face collapse. He knew that it was over for him. He would never get it on with another little girl. He would never care much about it any more. That time I got my rocks off! Your goddamned right I did! I cut off his balls and I shook them in his face and laughed. He on the other hand withered up like a little worm. He cried like a little girl. He cried like a little girl in the night all alone with a terrible nasty secret that she can't tell nobody. Funny how everything comes around to a full circle. Too bad he can't grow new balls so we could all take turns cutting them off. I got to do it! Mom and Wendy could have really benefitted from doing what I did.

When his balls came free after that last pass with my knife I felt the bondage of his sick hold on me break. I was the one who was free. I turned to him and dangled his nut bag in his face and I could see the dawning knowledge in his face that I was free of him and his perversions. He lost all his power and hold on me in a couple of glorious swipes with my pocket knife. He would never make love again. He would never father another child again. He would never press that nasty rod against another child ever again. When I jiggled his slack old balls in front of him, he knew all this in an instant and he cried. I took all his power and hold and God what a rush! For me it was a huge power trip. It still is. I confess that when I am in the throws of an orgasm that to this day I see my self doing what I had always wanted to do,and in that moment in time,I did do it. I cried out too but for an entirely differant reason.

One minute he was a normal healthy (sort of) man and the next he was a harmless sexless de-nutted human steer. Amazing. I still shake my head in the wonder of it all. I ask my self that if I had known what I do today when I was seven or ten or twelve then I would have claimed his nasty little nads then to the betterment of all of us, even him. The fact that he was my father (step-father) and that he was the father of the unborn child inside me made the taking of his sex that much more exciting. I CUT OFF MY FATHER'S BALLS!!!

It is really a hoot. I still have his sac. We tanned it out a week or so after the big event. It is a soft little coin purse now. It is all stretched out and so thin that I have to use some care when I handle it. I want to keep it and remember forever. I know that most of you would say that this is really sick but when I am old I will give it to my little girl,Rachel,and I hope that she keeps it forever as a rememberance of how I stopped to chain of abuse in my family. Sometimes I take it with me to the store and when it is time to check out I make change out of it to one of the checker girls. She doesn't know what it is but I let her get a good look at it. Rachel knows and so does Aaron. He has been with me when I have done this. That pouch belongs to me now. He knows it. I paid for it with my sanity my innocence my virginity my purity. You get the picture. He took from me and I took from him. Now,I have two polished stones in it and the strings are drawn shut and it hangs on the wall in my bedroom. The stones are called agates. Aaron gave them to me. I guess they sort of look like testicles. Well they are the right shape and size anyway.

I caught Rachel looking at them the other day. She knows what I did to her father and why but I think she is confused about it all. She is a bright girl and she just turned twelve the other day. Perhapes she is thankful that I cut him off when I did. Aaron was so out of control. I would have kept the whole thing secret from my daughter except that my Mother has to go on and on about it everytime one of us is around. Case in point, that dinner that I mentioned and the balls frozen in the ice. The girls where eight when that happened and Mom told the story again to everyone right there at the table. She hates him still. But I think that she is really jealous because she wanted to cut him and I beat her to it. She rubs it in all of our faces. I think sometimes that she treats Aaron better than she treats me and I'm her daughter. She really gave him the fuckings on the child support though. We both ended up pregnant at the same time and we had this castrated weepy man hanging around. It was funny and at the same time tragic. I'm glad that I don't have balls!!!

He wanted me to do it to him you know. She wanted to do it(Mom). Wendy REALLY gets off on it. Ricky wanted to do it. I could see him getting off on the very mention of castration,let alone those boners he would be popping down in the pens. We all wanted to cut him. Aaron was telling it straight in his story when he said that there weren't many swinging balls left on our place. We kept just enough bulls,rams,and boars around to service the females. We did take a delight in neutering. I can count on one hand the animals that died as a result of it. Ok, two hands. That old bull that he talked about lived. We had other stuff to worry about then,with Aaron freshly cut himself. And Mom going off her rocker.

See we knew that he would change. His days of being a pervert were over. He would never again fuck my sister or me. Maybe that was why Mom was mad because he would never fuck her either. It was for his own good. I think that we all felt better afterward except Aaron. But he was better in a few weeks. Then he was just a peach to be around. Yep, his pervert days were all in the past now. Certainly all his sexual bullshit stopped almost immediatly. He couldn't get it up at all even when he wanted to. But more then that,he lost all interest in sex. Totally!

Mom still did get laid, so did I but it was like a huge pain in the ass to get him to do it and he had to use the pump to inflate his flacid little penis. He didn't get off at all. It was like work to him then. I soon give up and settled down to being the masturbation queen as did Mom. There are no single guys around here that are worth a shit. Before I moved into town I was stuck out there on the ranch in the middle of nowhere. I had to move cause Mom and I were fighting all the time and I got soooo sick of that god forsaken wind blasted place. The wind never quits and it gets cold. Too much work too. I left for a while lived in Casper but Mom really needed help out there, and then the whole thing with my bother and sister started. Or let's say, it came out of the closet. He lost his nuts too. Poor stupid bastard. It was all the fault of Aaron too for sewing those perverted seeds through our family. Well it is better now.

It was like an atonement for his sins and atone it did. He was a changed man. He became the father that I had always wanted. He was a peach to be around, always cheerful and helpful. He was a hard worker even without his balls. We could even tease him about it afterward but for a while,a few months,he was pretty sensitive about losing his manhood and his sexual drive. He would start crying silently. It didn't take more then a few times off seeing that and a person soon tired of giving him shit about his nuts. Today he is over it pretty good. He laughs and tells jokes about it.

You know this is kind-of fun. I mean,writing about what happened back in 91. It feels good to get it down on paper. I see what Aaron means now in his emails. I have to say though again he embellished the hell out of the whole thing and he made me sound like a sex pot. According to him I had an orgasm every time I caught a peek at his tiny little dick. That is a bunch of bull. Oh I got off! You better believe it! And I still do every time I think back on that morning I held his severed bag up to his face. But I didn't get wet panties every time he put the moves on me, NOT. Mostly I was doing it to keep him off my sister. So much for that, but he paid for it didn't he?

Wendy is running some kind of pervert palace now down in Vegas. I guess I better not tell the name but it is easy to find for all you sicko's who like to get spanked and whipped and whatnot. She'd cut your nuts off too if she could get away with it. She was also exposed to Aaron's sickness. See how she turned out. At least she gets paid for it. She gets paid well, she's got more money than all of us put together and she's only been at it for a couple of years. Those wierdo's down there actually pay her to abuse them. I'm not up on all the sick stuff that she is into but last time she wrote she said that she was booked solid for a month in advance and that she had half of L.A. under her lash. Pretty amazing. She also said that I should come on board. Truth is that I have thought about it.

I sent her a note and told her about this site. She says she already knew about it. Maybe after she reads my account she would be compelled to write her own. I wasn't there when Mom cut my brother but She was. She saw the whole thing. I guess I best shut up about that. In fact I best not say another word about that. Aaron is full of shit. There,That's that!! Oh yea, Then there is poor little Ricky. I wonder if he reads these pages being how he is one of you guys and all. I'll have to send him a little email too. I don't talk to him much any more. Or maybe it is the other way around. He moved to the Bay and is living with a man. They should both tell their stories. It would be cleansing for him for sure.

That leaves Mom, She is a total wreck. She never really got over that business and she never found another man after Aaron moved in to town. I guess that we are all pretty wacked. I'll say this though that if you are a man with a castration fetish, if you come out this way you might get your life long fantasy fulfilled. I think Mom hates all men now. She would cut your balls off with out any hestitation. I don't think she gives a flying fuck about the law either. We have a pretty good relationship now. The four of us pull the weight around the ranch(Me,Rachel,Mom,and her daughter Connie) Mom has down sized quite abit since Aaron left. But I have to give the old eunuch his due He would drive out from town to work with us even after all the shit Mom dished out. I think that she still loved him. He has paid his dues with the support too. It is close to nine hundred a month between the two of us and he has never missed a single month. See what I mean about how he changed. That is the main reason he moved to Mn. I think is because he was having trouble making it in Casper. We both miss the old boy. If I could do it all again I would. But I would have de-nutted him back when I was seven and I bet he would have let me too!!

Now alittle about sex. This better not get out! I will confess that I have some pretty sick fantasies myself. It is of-coarse all Aaron's fault. He trained me,and all of us,to be the way we are. I can't get off unless I picture in my mind the way it was back then and the victory of his castration. I will always cum like clock work if I run my little dominatrix fantasy on the picture screen of my mind. Men can't seem to please me the way that I like. I have tried but I am never really there you know. I insist on the lights out and I don't want to see their faces. This is the sick part. The face I see is Aarons. The way he was before I cut him. And the only way that I can get off is if I think about all the differant ways I can cut off his sex. I wish that men could grow new dicks sometimes so that I could have the pleasure of repeatedly cutting them off burning them crushing them sticking needles through them grinding them and their evil balls too. I'm not a man hater though don't get me wrong. I just have sexual fantasies about hurting them. You can blame Aaron. I had a girl friend once, Sarah. But she broke my heart when she went out with this creep. For a long time I wanted to cut his sex parts off and his face replaced my fathers in my fantasies. I picture cutting all of them really. I dream about huge piles of balls and sacs and penises and all these guys walking around holding their crotches and crying and bleeding everywhere. Mom told me she does too.

We are trying to raise our girls up to be normal. We don,t talk too much about it around them. But after they are in bed we can. Mom has been talking alot lately about all of it and about her secrets too. We patched things up over the years between us but it took a long time.

I know that you guys want me to write some steamy hot sexy stuff about it so you can stroke your tiny little pee pee's and squrt that slimey shit but I don't know if I feel like letting you get off on our family misfortunes.Let me think about it a little more.

I bet you would really like to know what it feels like from my point of view. I mean to cut off my fathers balls and all. I bet that you would really like to know all about my secret fantasies...I am starting to get cold feet about this though. I might but I,m going to talk to Wendy first. Aaron already gave you plenty more then he should have. If any more troubles come to our family from this little accounting then I'll go out to Minneapolis and do a little getting even myself. You hear that Aaron! How about I cut that tiny little dick off too! That dip shit! Christ! The problem is that he probably wants me to!

Yea, before I give you perverts one juicey little detail I'm calling my sister. I think she knows better than me about sicko's now. I might though,even if she says not to. You see this is kind-of fun and it has awakened some old feelings old passions some old desires that had been neatly boxed up for a while. You boys can leave a note on the message board but there is no way that I'll give out my email or my sister's business. And you best stay out of Casper too. Yea, I might come back and tell it straight and I might even do it all sexy like I know you want it. For now there is you epilogue, Aaron, hope I didn't beat you up to bad --Angie

Editor's Note - this story was confirmed with the originating author. -P