As he stepped back, my Mistress and Lorraine climbed the stools, and when I had raised my arms as ordered, they fastened the cuffs around my wrists.As...soon as my arms had been secured, Mistress Chantal told me to bend my knees enough that my bottom would be resting on top of the short pipe with the pins sticking out of it. I did that, and then had my first experience ever with sitting on a sedile, and believe me, it is not at all pleasant!Mistress Chantal and Lorraine then got off the step. The station clerk asked if I saved the file. I told her I had, and she found that Sam had saved his as well. I said, "I've already transmitted mine to Tampa, so if you would, send Sam's too."She said, "Oh yeah, you're the Charles Johnson who reviews these, aren't you?"Nodding, I said, "That's Chuck to you, Ma'am. Charles is kind of formal for a guy like me."She smiled and went to work on the reports.Frank Sterling, the Station Chief took us to the break room and poured us some coffee and. He wriggled in panic, but the bindings held him - unmoving. There was a numbing ache at his groin, and he could feel his balls being squeezed and manipulated. “This fruit is ready for plucking.” Katjia said. Demelza, gave him a wickedly inimical smile. “One day, I shall also be a castratrix,. Soon, very soon I think. I assure you, many of you men I will geld.” Richard tried to move, to twist away but his bonds held him tight. “He is getting into the theme isn’t he.” Katjia said. “Jonathon,. He waved briefly to the woman.He should go over to his mom's house and pick up the baby. But, hedidn't want to face his mom. Or Roy - who might or might not know thetruth about him now.Kinny also didn't feel like feeding and tending to the baby tonight.Kinny sighed. He was tired of being a girl. Tired of doing girl things.Tired of being weak. And helpless. And booby. And femme. He hated hishair. He brushed it from his face, tucking it behind one ear.He'd just learned how to use his dick..