Ohh…kay. I’ve heard
enough and I’m ready to render summary judgment here?
So, first off, obviously the claimant has suffered a loss
and associated trauma. This court – and
I think all parties to this case – acknowledge his suffering and I am sure I speak for everyone in this room when I say we sympathise
deeply. It was a terrible, terrible
thing to happen.
Equally, terrible things happen. That’s life. The medical profession makes mistakes, as do we all. The apology the hospital issued was
short, admittedly, but “Sorry we castrated you by mistake.” is at least simple
and clear. Brevity is a virtue: I see no reason to doubt the
sincerity of the apology offered. The
hospital administrator has assured me that the additional comments added to
that email, referring contemptuously to the size of the material removed, were
never intended for publication and they do not know which of the nurses or
doctors – if indeed it was a member of the hospital personnel – was responsible
for that, or for the subsequent wide dissemination of the comments on social
media. And also of course the photographs, which the claimant understandably found acutely embarrassing, not least because the
women’s undergarments and the ‘humorous’ positioning of the sex toy seem to have been placed on him after
the administration of general anaesthetic.
Should the perpetrators ever be identified, they should suffer
consequences – a significant financial penalty at least – as this was a serious
breach of medical ethics. As was the
medically unnecessary and inappropriate use of the enema. These things should never have happened.
However, the hospital administrator has made strenuous
efforts to discover the perpetrator – or perpetrators – and failed.
All three of the medical personnel who had the opportunity to have carried out these hurtful acts have testified in this
courtroom it wasn’t them. I have considered but here reject the claimant’s
lawyers interpretation of Nurse Taylor’s repeated giggling on the witness
stand. Her subsequent comments on
Twitter, while hurtful in the extreme, do not in any way constitute evidence of
guilt. Similarly, the fact that the bought the underwear in which claimant was so wrongly dressed up, while unconscious, and that the photographs were found on her phone, both constitute circumstantial evidence at best. Another nurse on duty testified that Nurse Taylor is conscientious to a fault and I found the claimant’s counsel’s suggestion that this witness’s long-standing lesbian relationship with Nurse Taylor – and indeed her participation in a lesbian dating ring’ with the other two hospital staff who might have been involved – might in some way have influenced her opinion… well, I just find that suggestion to be offensive beyond belief. I will note at this point that I myself am a lesbian, counsel, as it happens and I hope that you would not dream of suggesting that my opinion in a case in which three lesbians are alleged to have unnecessarily castrated a male and then exposed him to ridicule on social could in any way affect my judgement. My comments complimenting Nurse Taylor on her appearance were simple courtesy, nothing more. I shall be pursuing this matter further, counsel, believe me.
Where was I? Oh yes.
Anyway, I think we just have to conclude we’ll never know. I am satisfied the
hospital administration was not at fault and the apology is there, so that’s
that. Just one of those things: claimant
needs to move on, as Nurse Taylor so fetchingly put it.
Turning to the matter of compensation, of course some
financial settlement is due. Claimant
has suffered a loss and deserves compensation just as would someone – say – whose car
had been unnecessarily crushed. To pursue the analogy, however,
it would obviously not be just to award someone compensation as if they had
lost – say – a brand new Ferrari, when the vehicle of which they had been deprived was in fact an old two-door hatchback that won’t start without being given a push. Or a rusty
bicycle with wonky wheels. The compensation has to be commensurate with the value of what was lost – in this case, claimant’s genitalia. Can we even put a monetary value on such a loss? Many would find that distasteful, but the law requires us to try.
In that context, I am therefore going to admit the evidence
adduced by the defendants. Although I
recognise that the claimant’s existing embarrassment has unfortunately been
enhanced by the sequence of witnesses who have been former sex partners – mainly paid sex workers – testifying
to his sexual prowess, or rather the lack of it, I am convinced that this is
relevant evidence. Indeed, from their testimony it is hard to see that the
claimant’s ability to engage in what he considers sexual activity has been
harmed in any way by his loss – after all, he still possesses a tongue and the
streetwalkers downtown still have shoes and toilets. Certainly, there seems to be no likelihood at all that the claimant has been deprived of anything that a normal person would describe as ‘sexual intercourse’ as – with all due apologies for any embarrassment this must undoubtedly cause him – he is thoroughly unattractive as he is and was probably still more so, when he had functional genitalia still attached. Defendant’s counsel has suggested that ‘creepy’ is the word that springs to mind on first meeting the claimant and I have to concur: that was precisely my thought on the very first day of trial. This observation – undisputed by claimant’s own counsel who appears to avoid any close contact with him even here in court – seems highly relevant to the matter of compensation.
I am also aware that any financial compensation he receives could be used to further his disgusting pursuits, although obviously that consideration can play no role in my decision.
Nonetheless, claimant suffered a loss and I am therefore
here ordering that the hospital pay him the sum of two hundred and forty-five dollars and thirty-five cents in compensation. Plus interest. Let that stand as a statement of this court’s firm disapproval of the negligence the hospital showed in this case. I don’t want to see you back here, so don’t do it again.
Right.
Now, turning to the question of costs, these have run into
many hundreds of thousands of dollars over the course of this rather disturbing case.
Claimant had every right to seek justice – but equally, the hospital has
a right to its defence. Lawyers are
rightly not cheap, any more than the sex workers who had to be paid for their
time testifying – at length – about the claimant’s physique and practices. Someone has to pay for all this. The question I ask myself, is whether these
costs should be paid from the funds of a hospital, devoted to saving lives –
recognising that any such payment could directly impede their ability to
provide patient care – or, to quote one of claimant’s emails to a sex worker, a
“disgusting little worm” who pays women to humiliate and abuse his “revolting
micro-dicklette”. Or did, before the
defendants did us all the service of removing it.
Not an easy decision, obviously. Nonetheless…
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| Nurse Taylor’s the one on the left, in case you’re interested. She’s giggling beneath her mask, but don’t worry: that’s just a nervous tic she has. You’ll be fine. |
NB: in case you were wondering how come the judge uses lot of British language at times but the compensation is set in dollars, the explanation is, erm… it’s in Australia! Or New Zealand. Or somewhere like that, anyway, where all the legal terms are exactly as set out here. I mean, it must be. I don’t just make this stuff up, you know.
What a great story. Love the superior attitude of the Judge.
Zoe
Have you heard about making stories by what you don't tell? Like listing footnotes or a bibliography and thus leaving the story to be filled in by the reader? This is a lot like that, and thus I like it.
Thank you. Her attitude, her ideology and of course simple reality – all centred on superiority.
Best wishes
S
Thank you.
Yes, I think I do quite often try to do something like that. In the captions, the idea is often that a woman should be talking casually, in a friendly manner, around something rather than directly about it, I suppose, so that what seems like a perfectly everyday situation is actually a (normally extreme) femdom trope. It probably gets repetitive because, after all, it's fairly obvious and predictable given the theme of the blog, but in small doses it can work quite well.
Not so familiar with the specific forms you cite, but I do like the 'unreliable narrator' approach for example in several of Kazuo Ishiguro's novels, in which a first-person narrator does not actually understand as much as the reader does of the situation being described. The third letter in this post is an attempt at something in that vein.
Anyway, that is probably far more analysis than a silly, jokey, porny blog like this can stand, so I'll leave it there. But many thanks for your thoughtful comment.
Best wishes
S
This is one of my favorite works you've posted. The flippant disgregard for any pleasure he may have once received from his genitals is very funny. I know you don't often repeat yourself, but I'd love to see more judgements handed down in castration cases
Thank you. If you're a regular reader of this blog, I'm sure you're just being kind when you say I don't often repeat myself, as clearly I do, and I expect I will in this instance, after that endorsement (it's weird… I just have to start thinking about this topic and I start writing in pompous judge-speak).
There might be other scenarios too – handing down judgment in a matter involving a pair of slightly drunk young ladies heading home one night in a boisterous mood and the man unlucky enough to encounter them. Obviously, no judge exercising her proper function under the law could condone their actions, but the full weight of the law shouldn't be brought to bear on every case of youthful high spirits. Girls will be girls, after all.
Best wishes
S
Joanna Cale thank you for your great contribution and for inspiring such a good one from Servitor. It is a wonderful post and I really like that the judge thinks that its normal for men to pay to lick Women's shoes and toilets. Femsup
And thank you, too, Femsup, as ever.
It is perfectly normal to pay to lick women's shoes and toilets. Do you expect them to let you do that for free? Sounds like male patriarchal privilege speaking, there, I'm sorry to say.
Best wishes
S
''Ma'am, can I help?''
''Why yes, thanks. My sissy needs a castration as soon as possible, can you help?''
''I am sure we can, actually. Can you complete this form?''
I have brought my sissy slave, Martin, to a clinic. It has become very fashionable among actresses, like myself, to have partners who are castrated. It started with Emily White, who had her husband of three years done and gave an interview saying how his behavior's have improved so much. Then Amanda Green said her husband was being done next year.
Lots of A list celebrities recommended the procedure and it has even been rumored that the President's husband has been castrated.
The procedure isn't cheap and without some pain for the man, but it is worth it for the changes it brings to him in his relationship with his wife or partner.
I have been fortunate in that I have a successful acting career with many Oscar and BAFTA nominations, I have won two Oscars and three BAFTA's in addition.
My latest film ''The Story of a Goddess'' is a smash hit with one of the highest ever gross ticket sales for it's first night release.
My husband, Martin, is a model and is very handsome and a good sissy piece of arm candy. I have several other boyfriends who are all alpha men with strong arms and sexy bodies. Martin is more my pet.
The receptionist takes my completed form and checks some details, and my Medical Insurance status. The Clinic is very discreet and so I can easily control the gossip surrounding the procedure.
Martin and I go into the Doctor's room and we sit down.
''Now, Martin, do you understand why you are here today, and what the procedure involves?''
''Yes ma'am, it is a castration, with the ball sac being removed and the penis shortened to one inch when aroused, thank you ma'am.''
''Now, Miss Zoe, do you understand this is not reversible, it is quite a long procedure and it is a very drastic option? It is similar to a sex reassignment procedure, except he will still be male and able to get a erection, although quite small.''
''I understand, Dr Marilyn, it is my dream to have a smooth sissy, clean and tidy, to look good in his skirts and dresses. I understand his male tendencies will be curbed and he will become much more compliant and quiet, is that right?''
''It is right. He will be like a young girlie eunuch. Sweet and quiet at all times.''
We agreed a date and I paid a deposit. The majority of the bill will be paid through an Insurance managed by a Sissy Charity specializing in these procedure. We went home and Martin made my lunch.
''Ma'am, are you going to the audition for a part in the new ''Masterbitch'' movie this afternoon, do you want me to come too?''
''No, honey, Pedro is taking me. I need be seen by the paparazzi with a real hunky man, Need to get some rumors going that I may be dating him. You know how important that is, need to stir the pot, sorry honey. I do love you. Are you ok with the procedure, sweetie? I am so proud of you''
Pedro came to the house and chatted and flirted with me as Martin made coffee and got on with his chores. I need my panties handwashed and my thongs too.
The entertainment channels for the rest of the week were about me and Pedro and how happy we looked and how he was so attentive.
I allowed the clinic to make a bland statement about Martin's procedure which set the gossipers and influencers alight with speculation.
END OF PART ONE.
Zoe
PART TWO
The Clinic issued a short statement, ''We cannot confirm or deny that Miss Zoe Black's husband, Martin Black, will be having a full castration procedure. These are private medical matters which we cannot speak about. I am able to take some questions, however.''
''Has Zoe been to the Clinic with Martin recently?''
''Yes, they have both visited the Clinic within the last week.''
''Are you able to confirm if Zoe and her friend Pedro brought Martin. And is Martin having a procedure tomorrow?''
''Martin Brown is having a procedure tomorrow. We are confident it will be a success. We cannot give any further details about the procedure. I do not know the name of the gentleman who accompanied Miss Zoe and Martin to the clinic this morning.''
When I arrived to visit Martin in the Clinic the press were waiting asking for a photo and an interview. I waved to them and smiled as I posed for photos. This was all good publicity. The gossipers loved the idea of Pedro and me together. They also loved me as the devoted wife getting my husband fixed in line with the latest trends.
In the Clinic I was warned that Martin doesn't look well. The procedure had been successful, but there was a lot of bruising and he was in some discomfort. I went in to the private room and sat beside the bed.
''How are you feeling, darling? I am told it was successful.''
''I am fine goddess. A bit sore, and I haven't seen what they did yet. Thanks for visiting, you are so busy. I saw you and Pedro on the television. Are you dating him?''
''No, I am not dating him. It's just for the media, to stir up some interest. I only have eyes for you, at the moment.''
When Martin came home he was very femme. He is much more of a sissy. He has to sit to pee and he is so dainty. He gets me to lift anything heavy and screams if tickled.
It has been a good year. The part in ''Masterbitch'' has been confirmed and the press is divided between Team Pedro and Team Martin. This could go on until the summer.
Zoe