Dinah Graham

Preparations for Spencer Graham's castration are almost complete. My silver dagger has been delivered , the menu for my guests for the evening has been set and the red hooded robes we will wear have been delivered. Both Ariadne and Lady Jennifer Morgan have already tried on their robes and they look absolutely divine.

Spencer's mother Dinah is the last to be fitted for her robe. She's a slender woman in her seventies. Despite her age she's quite beautiful. Long grey hair worn in a top knot ponytail. She has taken her brown blouse and tan linen skirt off revealing her gorgeous nude body. If not for her grey hair you wouldn't think she's seventy two years old. Her small breasts are just as firm as that of a twenty year old. There's a small tuft of dark grey hair on her vagina. Yes she's a beauty. I can only hope I'll look as good at her age.

We are standing in my fitting room awaiting my tailor who has just taken Dinah's measurements. The room is well lit by wall sconces and a small chandelier. There is a full length mirror and a vanity off to the side and various paintings on the wall. The hard wood flooring is mostly covered with a fine ornate rug.

"Spencer tells me you have his ball in a jar, I also have a man's damaged testicles in a jar. He was a nobleman who got a little fresh with me so I kneed him in the balls. After I kneed him I had him castrated and I had his nuts put in a jar of formaldehyde. Sometimes I look at them while I masterbate."

Dinah grins as she tells me about Spencer and his father's balls. "Yes your majesty I have all three balls. I remember the day I castrated Spencer's father. He had fallen asleep and he wasn't wearing any pants laying on his back. He had another women's lipstick on his cock and I was tired of his philandering so I went out to the garden shed and picked up my gardening shears. I carefully moved his cock out of the way so as not to wake him and so it would be out of the way."

She continues. "Than I took the shears and cut his balls off. That woke him up." She laughs as she goes on." Oh by the Goddess you should have heard him scream. He screamed like a banshee. First he looked down at his crotch and saw the blood and that his balls were gone than he looked at me as I stood there holding his severed scrotum and testicles with a smile on my face. Now I do know some healing spells so I used my magic to close the wound. I didn't want him to bleed to **** mostly because I didn't want to get arrested for ****. He did leave me though. The way I see it good riddance to bad rubbish. I take pride in the fact that he's now a eunuch."

I ask about Spencer's ball." Oh that well that's something else. Ever since he turned eighteen I would hit or squeeze his balls to discipline him...and sometimes just for entertainment. There was this one time I grabbed him just for the fun of it. I squeezed and twisted his testicles and made him dance. Than came the day the donkey kicked him. Long story short after his testicle was removed I put it in the same jar as his father's nuts. Like you I sometimes look at their balls and masterbate. I know it hurts men to get kicked in the balls and humiliates them but that's why I love it so."

I nod in agreement as my tailor enters the room carrying Dinah's robe for the ceremony. She puts it on and checks herself out in the mirror as I admire the fit. My tailor Mrs. Duncan had done a fabulous job on all four of our robe's.

It's going to be such a wonderful ceremony.