My only real regret was that I wouldn’t be allowed a real riding and last orgasm. Goddess Julia had obviously meant what she said that first night in her bed. My early, unauthorized orgasm was to be my last ejaculation ever. That being the case, it was also a shame I didn’t get to experience the incredibly intense, quintessential subjugation of being gelded by my Goddess. As horribly as the vestigial maleness in me rebelled at the idea of this, the hopelessly devoted, eternally enslaved sissy she’d made of me craved such a profoundly telling amputation.
Well there was still time, and hope for that to happen.
Goddess Julia had left that beautiful jeweled razor open, and within easy reaching distance of her good right hand. In any case, once she had me in inescapable bondage for the final
