The day began well enough. Her alarm went off and Ashley woke up refreshed. She showered, dressed, and ate her breakfast with growing enthusiasm for the coming day. Her commute was no worse than usual. Ashley parked her car and walked into the plant, humming cheerfully to herself.

Sarah Ponsonby was already there. Ashley took one look at her boss’s face and knew that it would be a bad day. Sarah Ponsonby was on the rag or something. And nothing had even happened yet.

Cathy Langston arrived with her Jimmy. She seemed quite proud of herself and her jack.

Her Jimmy was huge - more than 150 kilos. As soon as she got him out of the truck and through the doors, he seemed to know that something was up. He just dug in his heels and wouldn’t move.

Ashley pulled on the lead attached to his sturdy nose ring to no avail. She pulled and pulled. Jimmy pulled back. His large muscles bunched with the effort. Ashley began to perspire but Jimmy still didn’t move.

Cathy was thoroughly embarrassed. But her Jimmy wouldn’t move. She got behind and pushed, but Jimmy still didn’t budge an inch. Ashley pulling and Cathy pushing together were unable to make him move. He outweighed them together and likely outweighed all three women.

Cathy pushed and pushed and Jimmy still wouldn’t move. Ashley pulled. Cathy’s frustration grew, incited by Sarah’s verbal tirades. Cathy placed her feet and pushed harder. Jimmy still wouldn’t budge. It was an embarrassment, a humiliation. Jimmy was hers and she could do nothing with him. It was all so mortifying.

Sarah was beside herself. This particular morning, she was totally unable to mask her frustration. In her frenzy, she didn’t even try. She screamed her aggravation as her frustration slid toward rage. She waved her clipboard and cursed. Then unexpectedly, Sarah flashed her knife.

Jimmy had been oblivious to Sarah’s authority and actually confused by her agitation. He stood his ground and wouldn’t budge. Then he saw the knife. Sarah may have hoped to intimidate him but his confusion gave way to wild panic.

 

In frustration, Cathy did something rash too. She set her feet and kicked him hard. Her foot rose between his thick muscular thighs and smashed his sensitive balls.

Once male genitals were a symbol of male power. A male could intimidate a dozen healthy, convention-ally sane women simply by threatening to expose his male parts.

Jimmy grunted and jumped two feet off of the ground!

Writhing in pain, he flew forward, ripping the lead from Ashley’s grasp. Ashley had to jump back to get out of his way way. Jimmy fell for-ward and flopped onto his belly. His wrists were restrained and he could to nothing to break his fall. His yowling stopped when he lost his breath.

All his fight had fled and Jimmy resigned himself to his fate. Cathy looked relieved, if a bit chagrinned. Only then she look around for any observers from PET"M - People for the Ethical Treatment of Males. Fortunate-ly, no observers were present. They usually didn’t start quite so early.

Quickly, Ashley regained her balance and grabbed the lead that Jimmy had torn from her grasp. Cathy stepped onto his back to hold him still. Sarah nodded that she was ready and Ashley jerked up on the chain, bending back Jimmy’s muscular neck. Sarah did the sticking and ran her razor sharp blade along the right side of his neck, opening his carotid artery and jugular vein without damaging his windpipe or esophagus.

Finally, Sarah let herself relax.

When she stuck them they stayed stuck. The blood wells out of the deep cut and formed a dark red pool on the stone floor. Jimmy 's breathing became irregular. His great chest heaved once deeply. He, shuddered and then was still. Much work remained, but Jimmy was unlikely to cause more trouble.

 

Only then Ashley had a chance to look at the schedule and see how many more arrivals were expected that day. Now she knew by Sarah had been so frantic.