A Young Girl Is Saved

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I never saw it coming. It really hurt and the surprize was 
complete. The lack of customers in the corner grocery store had 
given me the confidence to peruse the teenage fashion magazines. 
Lets face it when you are a fifty year old, balding, overweight 
white male your neighbors are not going to be favorable impressed 
if they see you looking at SEVENTEEN or YM etc. It was the picture 
of the young miss in the tigh high velvet boots that was getting 
too much of my attention. The lack of customers my have lead her to 
believe she would get away with it but I suspect she was angry 
enough that she would have done it in the middle of GRAND CENTRAL 
STATION. It was one hard kick in the ass. Thank goodness I had my 
back to her. 

"You fucking pervert" the young girl hissed at me. But it wasn't 
what she said it was that look in her eyes that got me. I swear her 
iresis looked like two snipers lazers had pinpointed them. I have 
never seen such venom expressed in a vison      
        
 "I could cut your balls off you asshole pervert." and then she 
turned and staked down the asle and out the door.

It took me a minute for me to regain my composure and realize who 
it was. I didn't know her but I use to see her pass by my house 
once or twice a week. She wasn't beautiful but she was sexy as hell 
in a bad brat street corner kind of way. I must confess I 
fantasized about her a few times.

She had a pouty little mouth (I don't think I had ever seen her 
smile ) and bleached blonde hair. When her brown roots just started 
to show. I found kind of sexy. Usually she hid her body in baggy 
jeans and a sweat shirt but I remembered it was pretty nice before 
she started to cover it up. The swift kick she had just delivered 
told me that the look I had interpeted as teenage anste and 
attitude was really a deep anger.

Somebody had hurt her bad and she had not found a way to purge it. 
I kind of laid in wait for her. About a week or ten days went by and
then I saw her coming down the sidewalk in front of my house. I let
loose my mutt. This a dog that is glad to see everyone and assumes 
that everone is glad to see her. When you are lonely and angry at 
the world you need some friendly contact and a happy go lucky mutt 
can break through where humans can't. The dog was enough of a 
distraction to let me get close and say "Hello I think I can help." 
She looked up and remembered me.   

      "I really don"t think so" she said as the
dark clouds rolled across her visons.      
  
     "You wanted to take something that I am willing to give" I 
said. She was confused for a minute and thought about what I had 
just said. She was thinking back to our earlier encouter and trying 
to sort out what I was talking about.

"All I wanted was to cut off your balls and if you expose yourself I
will bite that off".   " 

I am not going to expose myself but I am serious in saying that if 
you want to cut off my balls it can be arranged".                 

At this point she slowly walk backwards for a few steps and then 
turned and picked up the pace as she left me behind. I was a little 
worried that she might call the cops but I was sure I would not her 
from her parents. I suspected that her father or step father or 
mothers boy friend was the reason for her deep anger and that her 
mother had proved that she wasn't capable of protecting her.
 
      She showed up at my front door a few days later. She
told me to come out and sit on the stoop. 

"I can't believe you are really serious about letting me cut off 
your balls. You are just trying to gross me out"

 "No " I spoke in carefully measured tones, trying not to spook 
her "I really hate my balls and the testesterone they release into 
my body. I want to elimenate the urges and feelings that I have had 
to fight. I want someone else to control them.

     " I wish some other men felt that way." she said
somewhat grimly.                
      "If I am going to let you do this I have to trust that you 
will only cut my balls and not my throat. " I said softly" I need 
to know what happened to make you so angry and if you can control 
it".                

  She looked at me through eyes that had become narrow slits 
fighting with the decision to open up or not.                  
      
"First it was my step father, then when I had him arrested
the neighbors figured it out and the boys in school started 
pestering me. If I wasn't a virgin why wouldn't I just do it with 
ever boy in the tenth grade. I got tired of them grabing me and I 
took a knife to school and cut the next boy who copped a feel. His 
parents were big shots and got me sent to the state school for 
three months. I was expelled from public school for bringing the 
knife to school. What the hell am I telling you this for I can't do 
this I'm no Doctor I can't do this as much as I want to"

 "God made men pretty open to this" I said" its just
hanging there waiting to be plucked. I got the how to off the 
internet, pictures and everthing."                        
    
"If its so easy why don't you do it youself ?' 

"Because loosing yor balls is like loosing your virginity, It only
happens once and it should be something special for two people."

"Yea loosing my virginity was real special." She spat out the words 
in contempt of my sugar.                        
   
   "No it wasn't maybe we make this special". 

"I have a dungeon where I let women punish me with floggers and 
alike. It also serves as a place to worship the goddess who would 
make me her eunich. We would do it there."                    
            
    "God your a pervert" she said and then she got up and walked 
out of my yard. But she didn't run and she almost stop twice as she 
walked down the block.                

The next day she was back. "I want to see this stuff you got off the
net. Keep the door open and no funny stuff." She showed me the 
knife she had brought along. I showed her what I had copied off the 
net. Then I showed her the scapel I had and clamps obtained.   i 
aked her if the pictures made her light headed. No she said. And 
the blood that she saw when she stabbed the boy at school had kind 
of excited her. She saw a girl get stabbed at the state school and 
that blood had also been "interesting " to her. Then she asked to 
she the space where we would do it. The floggers and the violet 
wand fasinated her. This was a world she never thought was real or 
that she could really find. I explained to her about the endorphin 
high I got from being flogged and that it was better then any 
intercourse that I had had and would be giving up when I was
castrated.                         

"You are as sick as my step father"

'No I don't do anything that those involved with don't consent to 
What your step father did was forced on you. That is wrong he took 
advantage of your trust and I will bet he said you somehow
owed him. You don't owe me anything and you have the right to say 
no and thats it."

She was quiet for a while.

The look on her face suggested that she wasn't completely buying 
what I said but she was considering it. 

"When?"                                
      
My heart leaped when she said that one word Had I finally found the 
castratrix for whom I thought it would be as good for as it would 
be for me? 

"The easter week end will give me a couple of days to recover 
before going back to work."    
                  
That Good Friday she came over at about seven in the evening. She 
must have researched her role. My little cutter had on biker boots 
and a leather coat that ended midcalf. She dropped her cigarette on 
the stoop and crushed it with her toe. Then she came 
in.                                
                  
"Before going to the space I want you to know that I got a cell 
phone and if I can't stop the bleeding or I think things are out of 
control I am calling 911. I figure the worst they can do is put me 
back in the state school until I am eighteen. If I could do three 
months I could do three years. Beside then I will be in a
school and getting an education instead of expelled." She made me 
feel a little safer with the cell phone but I was a little worried 
about her need to get an education. We went upstairs. I had already 
lite all the candles. She removed her coat to reveil that she had 
nothing on underneath. I had on the soundtract from the movie EYES 
WIDE SHUT. I knelt over the low spanking bench I had built for this 
moment. She shaved my balls. The sharp razors touch gave me my last 
hard on.    
            
    "This is your last chance to back out " she said. I turned 
around and the look of excitment in her eyes meant I could never 
denied her the chance. "Their yours I said" She applied the rubber 
bands. "I don't think you want me to wait and dull the pain" she
said. She was right.                    

 "Don't ... I want the pleasure of the pain." I said. She started 
to cut open the sack.

"OOOOh their out" she exclaimed. Then came the only real sharp pain 
as she applied the clamps. 

"Ones off' The excitement in her voice was very real. And then I 
felt the heat of the catherizer. 

"The others off" She was a little calmer this time. Again I felt the
heat. Then came a special pain as she released the clamps. She 
seemed to pause for a few moments and then "I don't see any blood 
flow or squirting everthing seems ok I am going to stich you shut". 
She seemed pretty cool and collected. I was getting high off the 
endorphines resulting from the clamping and unclamping. I felt the 
stiching as she sewed me shut.                            
          
"I need a minute " she said and then she went to a corner and began 
to rub her clit. "Can I help " I asked softly.    

"Please, I mean you may" I crawled over on my hands and knees and 
began to kiss her neck then her breasts then her stomack and 
finally her most special place. Between her fingers and my tongue 
we sent a hugh orgasm conflusing through her body. I let loose my 
last load.   Then she began to cry. I held her.

"I never though it would happen I thought they had killed it".
Her mother tossed her out when the state said she could (16 in our 
state for incorrigables) No more competion for mom for the step 
fathers attention. Not that there was any intention of competing 
for it. She moved in and I help her get her GED . Then she went to 
the community college and got her EMT certificate.Since then she 
has done fifteen more cuttings but she says "The first time ws very 
special" At SM pet shows put on by the local leather community she 
is proud to show off her GELDING to all. She hasn't stabbed or 
kicked anyboby since "her first time" But we do a different kind of 
69 so she can come. Her clit is in my faced but she needs to see 
and feel my shrunken and empty sack at the same time .