We started to work, but soon I started wondering about things. I asked Henna why she had used a "seal a meal" freezer bag on Franks, but not on Dave’s. She simply stated that they kept longer in the freezer and because she didn’t like Frank, she knew she would never use it for sex. She wanted to preserve it just as a trophy. Then I said, "Was it really necessary to steal Dave’s money?" Henna replied, "I have to be extremely cautious. If I wouldn’t take the money, it wouldn’t have been as believable to the police." Well I said, "I can certainly understand that." Finally I said, "What will happen to Dave? Will he do anything?" "He might," Henna replied. But most of the men I’ve cut; are just to embarrassed. The cops and the public think that they got what they deserved for visiting a prostitute. Dave will learn to live as a eunuch. He’ll loose all interest in sex and after awhile, it won’t even matter to him. He’ll be just like a castrated cat or dog. Once you cut their nuts off, they become docile, gentle, and loving creatures. After that I did some work, but around noon I turned to Henna and asked, "Do you think it’s frozen by now?" "Well she said, "My freezer is extremely cold, it’s been over three hours since we placed it in there, I’d say it’s a frozen cock pop by now." "I’m so excited about trying it out I can’t wait." Henna giggled and threw me her keys. "You’ve got an hour, but save some for me!" I laughed and picked up the keys. When I got to Henna’s house, I locked the door behind me and headed for the freezer.

Dave’s cock & balls were on the first tray, I pulled it out and shut the freezer door. I pulled it out of the bag and to my delight, it was frozen solid. It was covered in blood though, so I decided to rinse it off with warm water. I took my time and gently washed it with some antibacterial soap. I held it up by the Apadravya bar that ran through it’s head, my vagina quivered and I had to drop it in the sink and hold on for a moment. "Whew," I said to myself, "I can’t believe how much power these things have over me." This time I picked up Dave’s or I mean Henna’s penis by the shaft. I felt the large bumps and remembered seeing and reading about them on the Internet. Some men & even some women have them implanted in their gentiles in order to increase the sexual pleasure for their partners. Now I was going to be able to test one out for myself. But first I started to rub the castrated scrotum and frozen balls with my hands, I was able to move them, the warm water was setting them free. I relished the thought of them begin filled with come, my vagina quivered again and I had to sit down. I held it in my hands and closed my eyes. After a minute or so I regained my composure. Then I saw the piercing and picked up the jeweled head. It moved! Then I realized that I could slide it back and forth through the head of this penis. Not a lot, but enough to make it fun. I had to try this thing out. I pulled down my skirt and ripped off my underwear. I left my shoes on and started to rub the tip of Henna’s penis back & forth on my labia. The cold steel of the Apadravya sent sensual shivers up my spine, it was electrifying. Then the jeweled bar touched my clit and I gasped aloud. How wonderful this dick was, it was a delicious cock pop, but this I learned, was only the beginning. I grabbed Henna’s balls and slowly started to push her dick into me. The beads or bumps on the sides where like little hands that reached out & touched my most sensitive tissue. I started to pump it into me faster & faster. I was wild and sadistic. I squeezed it hard with my cunt muscles. I wanted to eat it. I was in control and this dick was mine. I pulled it out quickly and engulfed it with my mouth. I wriggled the Apadravya bar back & forth with my tongue. That just as quickly I plunged it back into my cunt, but it wasn’t enough for me. I was too voracious, I was to sexually deprived, I needed another dick. Instantly I ran to the freezer holding my cock pop in my cunt with my right hand. I didn’t even look, I just grabbed. I ran with the new cock & balls back to my chair and emptied the contents onto the table. Two things dropped out. A frozen castrated scrotum & balls & a straight frozen penis. I grabbed the penis and sucked it and licked it. I wanted to swallow it whole and tried too, but the bumpy penis in my slit was too much for me. An enormous orgasm broke over me, spasm after spasm, wave after wave. I fell off the chair and rolled on the ground in lustful pleasure. A primal & visceral scream left my mouth, I couldn’t stop it and then mercifully I passed out.

I was startled awake by a loud ringing in my ear; it was my cell phone. Dizzy & dazed, I found my purse and answered the call. It was Henna, she said, "It’s 1:30, where are you?" "Oh Henna," I replied. I lost it completely. I’m so sorry, please forgive. I can’t control myself, you’ve got to help me." "Stay right there, I’ll be there in a few minutes." I tried to sit up and finally managed to crawl to a soft comfy chair in the living room. I sat there for what seemed like just a moment then Henna burst in. She cuddled up to me and pushed her fingers through my hair saying, "It’s all right. I understand." She put a blanket around me and held me until I revived and got some composure. Then she stood up and said, "The boss thinks were at a meeting, so were covered. Can I get you something to drink? Tea? Coffee?" "Tea would be fine," I replied. When she got to the kitchen she said, "Oh boy, you must have had some time. I see you used two of my dicks. They’re so hard to resist aren’t they?" she giggled. I’d better put them away. After a few minutes she brought me my tea. Then she said, "Well young lady, you’ve got some explaining to do." I laughed, me a young lady, I was 38 and going nowhere. Finally I said, "Your new cock pop is a real beauty. Those bumps and that piercing, drove me wild. But it wasn’t enough, I had to have another to suck on. I ran to the freezer with that frozen cock up in me and grabbed the first one I saw. Then I ran back and sucked it and licked it. (Henna was getting turned on, she doubled over slightly and said, "I’ve got to sit." Then I told her how I pushed it in slowly and how it tickled my sensitive inner tissue. Finally I said, "Then wave after wave, spasm after spasm broke over me. I fell out of the chair and writhed & squirmed on the floor. Mercifully I passed out and woke up when you called me. Henna wanted more, she was obviously turned on. Then she said, "I’ll help you, if you’ll help me. I need someone to share my penises with, I need someone to feed me them. I love my cocks, but I fantasize about another woman using them on me. Will you do it, will you please?" "I didn’t know what to say at first, but as I thought about it, it was the perfect compliment. Yes, yes, I need you and you need me. We’ll emasculate & castrate men, and use them on each other. It’ll be so wonderful." Then Henna got up and kissed me. She went to her closet and brought out something with straps and said, "Do you know what this is?" "No," I replied. "It’s a strap on. Women wear they and put rubber dildo’s in the whole, then they can screw each other like men. Only we don’t have rubber dildo’s, we have the real things." "Let me see it," I asked her. I took it and saw how it was supposed to be worn. I flung off the blanket and stood up. My bare & hairless cunt was now exposed to Henna. She looked at it and said, "I’ve never ever seen another woman’s vagina, it’s so beautiful." Then she asked, "Can I touch it?" "Why not," I replied. Still in my shoes, I walked over towards her, but instead of touching it, she reached around me with both hands, and kissed it hard. Then she sucked in my labia and clit. And an electric shock seemed to run through my whole body. I fell on my knees in front of her. Henna reached out and opened my blouse. I couldn’t resist, and then she unsnapped my bra. My breasts fell out and she grabbed one and kissed the nipple." Another electric type shock. I couldn’t move.

Then Henna took the strap-on from my hands and told me to lie down. I obliged. She said, "I’ll be right back." With that she ran to the freezer and when she came back she was completely nude except she was wearing the strap-on. Then she asked me, "Who do you want? "I’ve got James, Reggie, & Kenny." I looked at her and smiled, finally I said, "You choose." "O.K." she replied. I sat up on my elbows and watched as she took one of her frozen cock pops, inserted it in the strap-on, and then she crawled up on top of me. I lay down and she whispered, "You’re so special and such a great friend, I’m going to share James with you." Henna’s breasts were extra small, she was almost flat, but her nipples were pierced and the cold steel against my own breasts shocked me. I spread my legs and wrapped them around her and she began working James’ strapped-on cock into me. Henna knew what she was doing, she kissed my breasts and sucked my nipples. She was so light I could hardly feel her. She coached me and encouraged me. James’ dick was unusual, as she pumped me, the sides of my vagina ached with pleasure. Finally I whispered to her, "Oh, Henna, I’m coming, I’m … and the ecstasy of the moment, the emotions of having another woman lovingly help me, was too much. I came and came, my vagina was having convulsions. I held Henna tightly until the last spasm of my orgasm, then I released her. Henna climbed off of me and kissed me. Then she covered me with her blanket. She sat with a robe around her and watched me until I said, "Henna, that was great, these last few weeks have been great, sex is more wonderful now then I ever thought possible. How can I ever repay you?" Stay with me, live with me, "she answered. You’re single, with no children. You haven’t had a steady relationship with a man and now you don’t need one. But I need you, stay with me." "I need to think about it," I told her. "Can we talk?" "Sure," she said. We moved out to the kitchen, got more tea and started to talk. I asked her about the rent and the bills and we agreed to share them all. We can both save a lot of money and share the contents of the freezer. "I’m all for that," I told her. Then Henna said, "I have something to tell you before we finalize our agreement. If you don’t understand, it’s alright, but you’ll find out sooner or later." "I was dumbfounded as to what secret she might have and I was really intrigued. I encouraged her by taking her hand and saying, "It’s all right Henna, we all have secrets." Then Henna stood up and asked me to follow her. She led me to the bedroom and with her back facing me, she dropped her robe. Her thin almost unnoticeable figure stood out in the light. Then she got on the bed and spread her legs. She called me over and said, "Look closely." So I sat on the bed and looked at her clean-shaven vagina. It was strange looking, she didn’t seem to have any labia and it appeared greatly scared. Then Henna reached down and moved what little skin there was to show me that she did not have a vagina. There wasn’t any slit or canal. "Oh Henna I cried, "What did they do to your vagina?" Henna rolled off of the bed, told me to stay here, and left the room. A few moments later she came back with a frozen penis and balls. She handed it to me and pointed at the name on the bag. It said, "Henna!" I was speechless for a few seconds. I couldn’t what she was telling me. Finally I cried, "This is your penis & balls? You were a man?" Henna nodded and said, "Please don’t hate me. When I was 20 years old I couldn’t stand myself. I hated men and I hated myself because I was a man. I didn’t want to do what men did to women. I was so abused and violated when I was younger, I had to do it. I started thinking about violating other children and I knew I had to stop myself." "What do you mean you had to do it?" I asked her, him. "I cut them off." "You cut off your own dick & balls?" "Yes," Henna calmly stated.

"You don’t believe me? Let me show you. I video taped it as a suicide note, but I didn’t die. The cleaning lady found me and called 911." With that Henna opened her/his dresser drawer and pulled out a video. Then he popped it into the VCR. It showed him sitting naked in a chair. His penis & balls had been banded. There was a towel on the floor to catch them. Then he explained why he had to die and why he had to remove his genitals. He picked up a large set of pruning shears, spread his legs wide, and put the sharp blades in place behind the band. Then without warning, as hard as he could, he squeezed the handles together and his erect penis & balls fell on the towel. Henna passed out and fell. Blood poured out and onto the floor. The video went fuzzy. I was wet and totally turned on but tried not to show it. Henna turned the T.V. off and said, "I was in the hospital and the mental ward for about three months." Then I told her, "I still can’t believe it. How’d you retrieve your penis & balls?" Henna said, "The cleaning lady put them in a bag and threw them in the freezer." She tried to tell the EMT’s where they were, but because she spoke Portuguese no one understood her. They just picked me up and took me to the hospital. When I finally was released and got back home, I found them in the freezer. Where do you think I got the idea for "frozen pop cocks!" That’s my secret, but I started taking estrogen and it changed the way I think. I can get sexually stimulated by rubbing my frozen cocks over and around me." I sat there, holding Henna’s penis, trying to digest everything. Then she said, "Do you still want to live with me? I’ll help you to retrieve your penis & balls, the ones with the arrows on it from your neighbor?"

It was a lot to consider but the sex had been so good. Finally I said, "I’ll live with you on one condition." "Anything," Henna said. "Anything?" "Yes," she replied. I took Henna’s penis out of the bag and licked the tip. Then I greedily sucked it in. It wasn’t a large penis and the balls were average, but it was special because it belonged to Henna. She watched as I sat back on a chair and started rubbing my now dripping cunt with it. I pushed it in and held her balls. Then I twisted it round and round inside of me. I fantasized and thought, "I’m the only real woman here," that made me feel special and watching Henna cut off her dick & balls made me lustful and hungry. I could actually eat it, I said to myself. And that’s what I decided to do. I said, "Henna, if you want me to live with you, you’ve got to give me your dick & balls." "They’re yours!" she said excitingly. "Are you sure," I said. "Yes, yes," Henna replied. With that I took her dick & balls to the kitchen, motioning for her to follow me. I turned on the stove and set it for 350. Then I found a shallow baking dish. I took Henna’s penis & balls, now my penis & her balls, went to the sink and rinsed it with warm water. I cut off the metal clamp that was holding things together, placed it in the shallow dish, sprayed it with olive oil, and put it in the microwave to defrost. Henna looked surprised & wide-eyed. After the timer rang, I pulled out the now defrosted penis. It wasn’t quite as erect as it was when it was frozen. It flopped back & forth and the testicles had fallen out of the scrotum. It looked yummy. I cut up some spices and herbs, salted it well, and placed it in the oven. Then I set the time and walked over to Henna and led her back to the bedroom. I gently caressed her stump where her penis and balls once hung. I got more turned on then she did. She/he asked if she could lick me and I kindly obliged, spreading my legs wide and partially sitting up. Then the thought hit me. This wasn’t a woman and it was not a man. This was a eunuch and it was mine. I forced Henna’s head down and told her what to do. She licked and sucked and then I ordered her to bite my nipples, which she did. Harder, I told her. And when she bit down, I exploded again. Ripple after wonderful ripple ran through my vaginal canal, Henna was smiling and kissed me sweetly. About ten minutes later the timer rang. I was so intrigued as to what a cooked cock & balls looked like that I ran to the kitchen and pulled it out. The aroma was wonderful and the sight, the skin of the penis was a nice brown, like that on a roasted chicken. The scrotum was shriveled up and the testicles had burst open, oozing with juices. I got a plate, knife & fork and sat down. Where should I start I said to myself? At the top, of course! I plunged in my fork just behind the head of Henna’s dick, gratefully, she was now watching. Then very carefully I started to saw back and forth, right behind the fork. Finally, I was through. I lifted the tip of Henna’s dick high for her to see, licked my lips, opened my mouth wide, and stuffed it in. To say that it tasted good doesn’t describe it. The thought of watching a man emasculate him self and the thought of cooking and eating the emasculated cock & balls, is ecstasy. But the testicles were best of all. They tasted like chicken & pork combined. Bon appetite!