Togadong (imported) wrote: Wed Feb 11, 2009 10:04 pm
Do you have any idea why you prefer castration over penectomy? I'm quite curious. It seems to me that the proper revenge is directed at the offending member. I note especially that when you take the balls you take away the desire to have sex so that he wouldn't miss it terribly.
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Yoli sips more kawfee. Her manicured fingertips poised over the keyboard. She begins...
It's true that for some time post-near-rape I had fantasies of the sorry SOB being dragged out onto a scaffold at a park (I even selected the particular park, being the detailed darling that I am,) his pants cut away, and his disgusting appendage either completely whacked off OR having just the head cut off. It varied from daydream to daydream, but the "vision"of his foreskin being peeled back by the gloved hand of an assistant whacker was VERY "entertaining". Of course, as THE moment approached he gibbered and cursed in Spanish. Also at variance what whether his peepee would be long and floppy or in full bloom at the moment of whacking.
The foreskin imagery was, no doubt, prompted by the sight that I was confronted with when he forced me to my knees and "skinned" if for my delectation, inches from my face. I still remember the smell.
Ennyweigh, I'm certain it was the overheard discussion of appropriate punishment (castration) between my female relatives and the subsequent explanation by one of them that accounts for the transference from peepee-chopping to ball-snipping.
What's a bit more mysterious to me is how the idea of castration morphed into a not-necessarily punitive act but rather one of "gifting" or submission...maybe commitment.(?)
After all, when I see Barry T. Eunuch's between-thighs "vacancy" or the same under my Asian treasure's very tiny (but pretty, mind you!) peepee I don't hear my inner voice saying "Well, that's what you get for being bad!"
Make no mistake; I still favor public castration, even televised castration, for certain sexual offenses, but now I mostly enjoy my "Castration Fascination" for less ugly reasons.
I hope this resolves your confusion.
Now I need to go check my other traps here at the EA and then go meet two other crazy ladies for lunch and a well-coordinated assault on some stores. Today's primary target? SHOES! MORE SHOES! Just call me Imelda.
Of course, perhaps amazing to some, BassProShops is on the hit list too. I need some more stuff! Never enough stuff!
Love and associated emotions,
Yoli
Sweet and simple girl who dreams of world peace and watching you lose your ballsies. (I'll even, gloved, hold your tiny peepee out of the way.)