The Assistant

but looking back on it now I know I was being guided from

Zena’s first day on the job as my assistant. Every time there

was a difference of opinion she got her way when Sam the

boss got involved which was often sense Zena came to work.

This made it harder to work with her unless I just agreed to her

ideas to start with then she didn’t win the battle in front of the

other employees but that didn’t work long. They noticed I was

just her helper and the teasing began from the men asking me

who has the balls in your department now Larry? The women

were worse because they just looked at me with that look they

give to a chuck hold.

Me I think she had more private after hours work with

Sam but couldn’t prove it and he wouldn’t listen when I told

him that it made it hard to keep any respect with the

employees without his backing, To this he said maybe Zena

would be able to do the job better she does have the respect

of the customers as well as the employees. Sam called his

secretary in and told her to call Zena he had some news for

her. I tried to leave but he made me stay and lessen to all

the praise for the fine job Zena was doing and from now on

she was the head of the department and I would be the

assistant and be taking orders from Zena.

When we returned to our offices Zena’s first order was

to clean out my desk and move her things into it. I told her I

was quitting but she said no way if I did they would file

charges for fraud that had already been set up in case I didn’t

cooperate. Zena showed me everything they had, it wasn’t

true but I knew that I couldn’t prove they were false but they

could have me in jail for years. Zena smiled when she saw

the look on my face of defeat, She laid over her desk pulling

her split skirt all the way up and over and said time for me to

start kissing the bosses ass and I don’t mean the cheeks you

clean this up real good then we will get you something else to

do, I got down on my knees and pulled her ass cheek’s apart

and slowly started to do something that I’d never even thought

of putting my tongue to. The taste wasn’t as bad as I thought

it would be and her hole started to grip my tongue as she

came.

When she finished she pulled her dress back then

acted as though nothing had happened and when she did look

at me she saw I had a hard on that wouldn’t quit. Pointing at

my hard on she said if I didn’t control that thing she would.

This is when I found out that she couldn’t stand to see a hard

on because her father had always had one when he got drunk

and ordered her mother to spank her for what ever reason that

they could think of, So I had better learn how to serve her

without showing any vulgar bulges. She did suggest that I get

some girdles. When I protested she said men use to put on

chaste belts on women so it would work on a male to she was

sure, and if not surgery could be used. Which did I prefer to

lose my Dick or balls ether would take care of the problem and

she had meetings regularly with some women in therapy that

could do it and enjoy. I wish I could just get away but know

they would turn me over to the courts. I didn’t tell her but I

started to like her father.

After 3 months of trying to stop all hard on’s at work

and failing because just the smell of Zena’s ass hole had an

effect on my prick that couldn’t control. She had expected

me to refuse to lick her then she would be able to force me to

do things against my will but I enjoyed the taste for some

reason. Sense I had always been very macho even when she

had stopped wipping between her legs and expecting me to

clean her anyway thinking that would get me to refuse, But it

didn’t work I licked her clean while she talked on the phone to

Sam and told him what I was doing but I didn’t care I just kept

licking her little pink hole rubbing my tongue over the blonde

hair around her hole. She hung up the phone and looked

between my legs, She knew before looking what she would

see and told me to close my eyes and open my legs. I did but

begged her not to do what she usually did that was plant her

instep into my balls, This time it was different she said OK but

you are going with me on retreat this year with the girls. I

said no they would castrate me, She looked at me for minute

and said probable but if you go to the pin they will do the same

thing to you as slim and feminine as you look only you

wouldn’t be licking my ass but some big hairy guys and I do

enjoy the job you do on me.

The girls were excited to hear I was going with them

this year and brought everything that would be needed to bring

Zena’s assistant down. That they had heard so much about

me who they had given Zena advice on how to control a man

so much that he would be willing to undergo a surgery to

deprive himself of his prick and balls just so he could continue

to serve her.

I had no more than unloaded the motor home onto the

porch of the secluded cabin than the women demanded I strip

wash up and complety shave in the front yard. I was told that

no whole man had entered the cabin sense they had it built by

two brothers that were gelded by the girls club and I would

have to be castrated on the porch before they would take me

in for the rest. I didn’t know about the rest and said so and I

was leaving but I didn’t get very far when they said my future

was in the hands of the woman I turned it over to: Zena.

Someone hit my ass with a tazer a couple of times then they

rolled me over and hit my nuts. I wasn’t moving but I could

hear them talking about who was going to do the castrating so

they could take me into the cabin. I was so happy when I

heard Zena said she hadn’t done one yet and I was hers so

she wanted to cut me.

Strangely I wasn’t sure what was happening I felt Zena pulling on my sack and remarking I

couldn’t even keep control of that thing ( my prick )even when I was being castrated, that must of been

usual because the rest just giggled and said Sally was a Vet and would be able to do the rest and make a

cavity with the extra skin and with my bone stucure I would be able to pass as a woman with a little

training. Zena said in a breathless voice I have the bag open and the cords clamped, Oho look what a

ball looks like out of the bag. She played with them for a while letting then slide though her fingers.

Then she said ah well time for a big change in you life my boy by the way you will become in a few short

months the type of person you thought of being an inferior, a woman. With two quick moves of the knife

and a sharp pain I knew I was no longer a man. Zena was playing with my balls as the girls moved me

into the cabin for the first of many operations to come over the years.