I’ve decided to promote you to my house slave! You’ll be my personal pet, always at my feet, awaiting my command. There’s just one thing to take care of first: that useless junk hanging between your legs. Just like a real pet, you’ll need to be neutered. Fixed. Castrated. Only once you give up all hope of being a real man will you truly be able to submit. Would you do anything to serve me? Nod your head yes as you stare, transfixed, at my teasing body. Watch my knife gleam seductively; feel the sharp blade pierce your flesh and then slowly begin to cut. You don’t need balls. You don’t need to be a man, and you never will be again. From now on, you’re just my castrated little house pet.
Category: CBT