Lets just say that now Ken doesn't have a drop of spunk left in him. He's a very good boy now thanks to me.
The way it works is that on the last Saturday of every month he comes to my house for his treatment. He dreads it but I love it. I make him take his pants off and lay over my lazy boy and then I tie him in place. Out comes the battery charger and I set it down where he can see it and then I tell him how much I'll enjoy electocuting his nuts for another months worth of seeing him act like a little ball less pansy.
I learned my electic secret from veterinary school. I'ts for the purpose of artificial insemination. It milks them dry with out any pleasure whatsoever. After the milking your supposed to stop but if you keep it going then the electricity begins to slowly cook his nuts, that's when the taming happens. So far I've cooked Kens goose 9 times now. Poor Ken, he completely stopped producing sperm last June but now I keep cooking his goose just for the fun of it.
My sister told me that she can't understand why Ken doesn't want sex anymore but she also said that she likes how nice he's become and she can't understand that either. She also said that it seems like everybody likes his new mild temperment.
Truth is I never intended to report him to the police. My sister needs his money. Don't tell him that, especially since he'll be painting my living room this weekend. Oh yeah I always like a helper just so long as he's been fixed.


