Sooooo...How are all y'all's tiny and adorable little peepees this morning? I'll bet you didn't know that they were featured in a dream that visited me shortly before I awoke this morning. I wish I could say that yours, (state your name), in particular was the star performer therein but, truth be told, t'was but a cast member ("member"! get it?) although each peepee did have a nice solo scene. (Well, Moi621's morsel DID get mentioned when the credits rolled.)

I think I know what triggered the dream. You see, last evening I was nattering with another of the Kinky Kastration Koven members over drinkies and she mentioned that SHE'd seen some vids featuring women performing oral sex on anonymous penii ("Latin is a language, dead as it can be. It must have killed the Romans 'cause it's surely killing me."...Graffiti on many a high school restroom wall, including the one at my alma mammy.) which were presented through a small aperture in a wall.

Well, that caused us to develop a nice(?) little fantasy scenario wherein men who were to be castrated for some punitive purpose could, on their way to the place of castration, stop off at a little building where a woman or, I guess, some man would give them a last BJ before you-know-what ended or at least severely hampered their sexual careers.

I admit that we both got into the thing, to the point where we took turns kneeling before each other and pretending...never mind. (Where's a real live peepee when you need one?! Well...WHERE?!)

We thought about dragging out a strap-on she keeps around for certain applications but we passed on that since I had to get home to assist in preparations for the ginormous T'giving Eat-and-Drinkathon we're hostessing for a select group, including some office folk, members of the KiKaKo, Barry, Marlene and her "pet", and so on.

Soooo...somewhere circa early dawn, this dream began. I was on my fourth or fifth "snack", pleasuring some poor guy who would be ballsless within moments post my efforts, when a need to visit the litter box spoiled the fun. I need a larger bladder!!!

I do recall, most warmingly, that the hole was large enough to access each guy's baggie as I dined so that I was able to caress it as well as stroke downwards so that his balls would hang low and be an easy harvest.

As for "happy endings" I THINK that I skillfully managed to elicit two orgasms from each client; The first directed into a small vessel (to be provided to the authorities,) and the other, less copious, one serving as a tasty little reward for a (blow)job well done.

I'm halfway hoping that the next castration-related dream (and I've had several. Some have become favorite reruns,) will feature a similar theme (See: Wall, hole, Yoli kneeling on a comfy cushion, etc.) 'cept that the facility will be one where men leaving the "clinic" can, if they wish, place their newly-nutless peepees through a hole in order to receive a consolatory oral soothing. Believe me; As Barry AND our Asian "ladyboy" will attest, if anyone can coax at least a little dribble from a castrated person's peepee...it's none other than Good Ol' Yoli. Why me? Well, 'cause I'm sincere about it!

Well, that's what happened this early AM. I can't wait to call the other lady and share this account (maybe I'll Email it!) AND I'm looking forward to bedtime.

If my >^..^< doesn't stop dripping sweet Yolihoney I'm gonna be a poster child for dehydration! More kawfeeeee! (and either a cold shower or an attack on Ash[leigh])

Yoli

Your Raving...errrr...Roving Reporter, coming to you live from Scenic San Antonio (See: Texiz)

PeepeeEss: One of the cast was to lose more than his ballsies...guess whom.

Y.

Hey Yoli, I'm about to get castrated surgically and would like to know if you would like to have my balls/nuts if I sent them to you to enjoy!! I'd love to know that my manhood would continue to serve a good woman like yourself even after they are dead and gone. To know that they would be used to pleasure a good woman that is into castration would be my last request, and would be a fantastic rush knowing that they would be giving you a rush!!!!

blue_plow (imported) wrote: Thu Nov 27, 2008 1:47 pm Hey Yoli, I'm about to get castrated surgically and would like to know if you would like to have my balls/nuts if I sent them to you to enjoy!!

Errrrr...noooooo....but thanks anyway. I think I'd react negatively to such a delivery.

On the other hand I can imagine the look on our UPS lady's face if I chirped "Oh boy, the balls are here!" before I signed for them. She was cool when she delivered our second Sybian (She knew what it was.) so she might just want to have a peek...I won't!

Thanks again...just post lots of pics on the Yahoo Orchiectomy group. It needs more material.

Y.

And now, back to the kitchen in the big house!

FianceeUvBigGuy (imported) wrote: Thu Nov 27, 2008 7:39 am PeepeeEss: One of the cast was to lose more than his ballsies...guess whom.

Y.

I dunno, but I'm betting you'd have volunteers lined up 'round the block in here.

FianceeUvBigGuy (imported) wrote: Thu Nov 27, 2008 3:28 pm Errrrr...noooooo....but thanks anyway. I think I'd react negatively to such a delivery.

On the other hand I can imagine the look on our UPS lady's face if I chirped "Oh boy, the balls are here!" before I signed for them. She was cool when she delivered our second Sybian (She knew what it was.) so she might just want to have a peek...I won't!

Thanks again...just post lots of pics on the Yahoo Orchiectomy group. It needs more material.

Y.

And now, back to the kitchen in the big house!

Yoli, if you have a link to the Orchiectomy group, i'd love to see it here.

FianceeUvBigGuy (imported) wrote: Thu Nov 27, 2008 3:28 pm Errrrr...noooooo....but thanks anyway. I think I'd react negatively to such a delivery.

On the other hand I can imagine the look on our UPS lady's face if I chirped "Oh boy, the balls are here!" before I signed for them. She was cool when she delivered our second Sybian (She knew what it was.) so she might just want to have a peek...I won't!...

When she delivered the Sybian did she have it naturally?

just curious...

A-1 (imported) wrote: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:12 am When she delivered the Sybian did she have it naturally?

just curious...

Steak Sauce,

I'm a little foggy this AM due to wretched excess involving imbibing, gustatory overconsumption, and some rather strenuous "calisthenics" somewhere around 10PM(start)-1120PM(finish) involving Barry T. Eunuch and another female.

Soooo...Could you explain what you mean by "it" in your query?

Re THE dream. No recurrence so far but I'm hoping for better luck in the next few nights.

Someone among those who know about the dream (a T'giving guest) suggested that some mary-joo-wanna or a recreational pharmaceutical might help trigger, even enhance, the next "chapter" but I do NOT do drugs or smoke weed NOR do we allow such on the premises...NO exceptions.

I neglected to mention what might be called "details" when I first posted.

While the dream WAS a first I have, more than once, fantasized about a place where men are drained, pre-castration, in a purely anonymous setting. I envisioned women (or, I guess, men) being allowed, for a fee, to provide the oral ministrations and that all "clients" must be shaved and scrupulously scrubbed before submitting to the attentions of those on the other side of the wall. No males afflicted with phimosis will be "treated", having to settle for handjobs instead.

It really tingles me to imagine women of means and higher social and financial status actually paying to participate in the process. There'll be no street whores involved.

The setting will be luxurious, at least on MY side of the wall and the place won't smell like a gym. There will be a carafe of good wine to "rinse" with between sessions, and the lighting will be intimate yet sufficient to afford visual appreciation of each man's goods as they are presented. (NO ugly peepees need apply.)

Well, time for b'fast, as if ANY of us need more food after y'day's excesses.

There are TONS of leftovers and of such a variety and quality that any gourmand/gourmet would think he/she had died and entered Valhalla should he/she enter the Big House's kitchen and open the huge fridge or enter the walk-in cooler. Of course, the more delicate might suffer a fainting spell at the sight of deer and wild hog components a-dangle therein.

As for your loving Yoli, however, she'll settle for two poached ova, OJ, and an English Muffin...and maybe later, Ash(leigh)'s muff. She has regrown her blonde pubic patch...some sort of winter thing, I guess. Tasty, nonetheless, though it tickles my nose.

Our guests will remain until Sunday, so there're more fun 'n games in the offing, and, best of all, the Thai ladyboy is due in with the nicer of the Houston eunuchs later today.

Life is good. I hope yours is too...all of you, especially Uncle Wolfie.

Love.

Yoli

Fresh from an astounding "delivery/deposit" in the poopatorium. I though I was in labor!

Oh, don't be so squeamish. We have a bidet...G'day!

Mentioned in the credits, hhmmm.

Yoli, you are every eunuch's wet dream.dong:

Kangan (imported) wrote: Mon Dec 01, 2008 12:18 pm Yoli, you are every eunuch's wet dream.dong:

Eunuch/Wet dream; KanganRoo/Stiffie:dong:

Now THOSE are two mighty fine oxymorons, mighty fine indeed!:D

Hmmmm...let me ponder for a moment...OK, ready;

Yoli's Practical Pocket Dictionary defines "Oxymoron" as a really stupid bovine that's easily tricked into pulling a plow.

Really! It's right here on front of me and I just spilled kawfee on that page. (See: Yolimoron.)

Y.

Admiring the EA's empty baggies and soft sweet widdle peepees since...Ummmm....When DID I start reading over the original FUBG's shoulders, anyway? The first few times were eye-popping to say the least.