Part 4

It was late afternoon when I finally awoke. I had slept through my first night and most of my first day as a eunuch. The late afternoon sun shined into the bedroom. This was a different room than I had been in before. I soon became aware that I was lying in bed nude, except for large bandage over my pubic region. Surprisingly, there was little pain in my groin area after the trauma of my castration last night.

Sitting in a chair to my left was Spora. I was slightly bleary eyed as I looked around. But Spora and I were alone. He noticed that I was awake, so he asked: “How are you feeling? Carla packed some special herbs in the bandage over your scrotum. The herbs will make you heal very fast.”

I blinked my eyes and replied with a question: “Where is Raf?”

“Raf is at the temple for 10 days of purification. You won’t see him until the day your wedding,” replied Spora.

“I’m feeling Ok I guess,” I said in answer to his first question.

“Carla and I spent the night here watching over you. She left late this morning as she had several patients to see at her clinic. But she said you were doing very well, and she should be back shortly to look in on you,” Spora explained. He was about to say something else when Carla entered the room with her black medical bag.

“How are you feeling, my little hermana?” she asked.

“I’m Ok,” I replied.

Carla was dressed in her medical outfit, white lab coat and white slacks. She quickly felt my forehead, checked my pulse, and heartbeat. Then she removed the bandage from my pubic area. “You are healing up very fast, Hermana. I used a special blend of herbs on your scrotum,” she said as she motioned to Spora to bring over a large mirror. She held the mirror so that I could see the result of the surgery. “See, how nice you are healing,” she said.

Unlike most castrations, my scrotum was not swollen. The incisions that she made were completely healed, and except for a slight soreness when she touched my empty sac, there was hardly any pain. Carla then explained that I would probably feel a burst of energy for the next month or two, as this was the result of the healing herbs. But after the herbal effect wears off I wouldn’t have the energy that I used to have and that I would tire easily. But not to worry about it as this was natural for all eunuchs. Then she gave me an herbal tea to help me sleep. Then she looked at Spora and said: “You’ve gone almost two days without sleep, please go downstairs and get some rest. I will stay with Paquita until Rosa comes.”

After Spora said good night and left to get some sleep, Carla turned to me and said: “You haven’t met Rosa yet. But she will stay with you for the rest of the night, as it is important that someone always be with you for the first 48 hours of your new life. Rosa is a very fine woman and she is Raf’s female mother. You will like her.”

Carla got up from beside me and went over to the window, where a small bookcase was located. She pulled an old leather bound book from the shelf and sat down in the chair next to my bed. “I want to read to you from our holy book so that you will know and understand all that has happened to you,” she said as she opened the book and found the page from which she started to read.

Carla showed me the book and it was written in a language that I didn’t understand, so I was dependent on her translation. She began by telling me their story of creation, how the god Zunus and the goddess Luna created the earth and all that is in it. They created two men and two women and from them came the human race. After many generations there came a man named Tarr. Tarr was faithful to the goddess Luna and as a result he was blessed with many possessions. He was also blessed with two handsome sons. The first son, Meleck, was also devoted to the goddess, but Adama, the second son was rebellious. Tarr also had two daughters, Nera and Lina. The goddess told Tarr to keep his family together and not let his sons marry foreign women. Meleck, obeyed his father and the goddess and married Nera. But Adama chose a foreign woman and left his father’s house to seek his fortune elsewhere. Meleck prospered and he and Nera became very wealthy. Adama also prospered, but then bandits attacked his house, killed him and his sons and took his four daughters away as slaves. When Meleck heard of his brother’s misfortune he gathered 300 of his best men and raided the bandit camp. But he was only able to rescue one of his brother’s daughters. The rest had been sold into slavery to a land far to the west.

Carla saw that the story perked my interest, so she asked: “Do you have any questions, or should I continue?”

“Yes, I want to hear more,” I replied.

Carla turned the page and read: “Meleck took Rebah, his brother’s daughter to his home and gave her to Nera, his wife, as a servant. Meleck continued to prosper and Nera became pregnant and bore him a son. Nera named him Reu as the birth was difficult and she was getting old. When Reu was two years old, Nera became concerned that he didn’t have a brother as a companion. Not being able to bear another child, Nera gave Rebah to her husband so that she might conceive for her a son. Meleck slept with Rebah and she became pregnant. She too gave birth to a son, and Meleck named him Daoud, which means second son.

“Reu and Daoud grew together, and Meleck came to have great love for his second son. But Nera became concerned that Rebah and her son would supplant her in the eyes of her husband. So she voiced her concerns to the goddess. The goddess heard Nera’s supplication and came to her and said: ‘Do not fear for the slave woman and her son will never supplant you and your son. When the slave woman’s son reaches his fourteenth year you must give him a potion to make his sleep. You must build an altar of stone. Then you must bind him to the altar. When he awakes you must castrate him and present his seeds to me as an offering. Then you must mark the slave woman and circumcise her. Then your husband and son will be bound to you forever. When the time comes I will give you more instructions. Only then should you act.’

“But the goddess Luna became concerned for the life of Daoud, for the goddess feared that in her jealousy Nera may take the boy’s life. So the goddess caused Reu to have great love and desire for Daoud. So Reu became very troubled, as he knew not what to do. So when he was alone in the field the goddess came to him. ‘What troubles my son?’ she asked. ‘I love and desire the son of my mother’s servant and want to know him as a man knows a woman,” he answered. So the goddess caused a spell to come over Daoud and Reu was able to lay with him and know him as a man knows a woman.

“So Nera waited until her slave woman’s son reached his fourteenth year. After celebrating his second son’s special day, Meleck journeyed to the land of Buz, where he remained for one-year conducting business. On the morning of the first full moon after the beginning of Daoud’s fourteenth year, the Goddess Luna appeared to Nera as a star in the morning sky and gave her the instructions that she had promised. So Nera made the altar of stones and prepared the potion and gave it to Daoud to drink. He quickly fell into a deep sleep. Then Nera asked Reu to help her with his brother to bind him to the altar. Once Daoud was bound, Reu begged his mother not to slay his brother. Nera said: ‘I will not harm the boy, I will only take from him what the goddess requested.’ So Nera took a razor and shaved Daoud’s head. Then when Daoud awoke, she cut him and removed his seeds. She placed them on the new altar that she had made and fire came down from heaven and consumed the gift. The goddess was pleased and she blessed Nera and Reu. Then the goddess said to Daoud: ‘When you were born, you were without hair and your mother suffered great pain. Now you are born into a new life without hair but with great pain. Now your name will be Mara, which means submissive woman, for you can no longer be called male. You will never know a woman, but men will lay with you as they would a woman. This will be your life forever.’ Then the goddess gave Mara to Reu as a wife, and Mara came to be like a woman.

“Then Nera had her men servants bind Rebah and strip her naked and place her on the altar. Nera took a razor and shaved Rebah’s head. Then remembering the goddess’ instructions, Nera took an iron, heated it and burned her mark on Rebah’s belly. Nera had another heated iron and used it to brand her mark on Rebah’s buttocks. Then Nera said: ‘Now you are marked forever as my slave. Now all will know who owns you.’ Then Nera took a knife and circumcised Rebah, and placed the flesh that she had cut from her slave woman on the altar and the goddess appeared and sent fire to consume the offering. Then the goddess touched Rebah on her thigh and said: ‘You are branded forever a slave. Your name will no longer be Rebah, but Tersa, which means harlot for your mistress will sell your favors to foreigners. Many men will know you, but you will receive no pleasure from it. You will conceive many sons and daughters, but all will be slaves. You will conceive in pain and give birth in pain. You will be the lowliest of slaves.” With that the goddess left.”

Carla put the book down and gave me a serious look and said: “So now you see why you were brought here and why what happened had to be.”

I nodded that I understood and Carla kissed me on the lips. Carla started to tell me about eunuch life when Rosa entered the room. Rosa was dark skinned like Carla, with long black hair. She had large brown eyes and stood about 5’ 3” in her bare feet, however, she was wearing yellow platform shoes similar to mine, which made her stand another 4 inches higher. She had large breasts with dark nipples, the outlines of which could be seen through the sheer yellow gown that she wore. Her face was slightly round and she had an interesting brand mark on her forehead. She said something to Carla, which I wasn’t able to make out.

Since I had never been introduced to Rosa, Carla said to me: “This is Rosa, Paquita. She bore Raf, so she is a part of our family, like you are now.”

Then Carla kissed me on the lips, said something else to Rosa that I couldn’t understand. Then Carla left the room and Rosa sat down in her place.

“Carla has gone almost 36 hours without sleep,” Rosa explained. “But you also need sleep. You must be in good health for your wedding.”

“Carla was telling me the story of her people. It was quite interesting,” I said.

“Yes they are an interesting people,” she said.

“I love Raf your son,” I said.

“Raf isn’t my son. I merely bore him for Rafael. According to their religion Spora is Raf’s mother. Spora is now your mother too according to their law. Once you and Raf are married, you will become the mother of his son, Rafael; even though Raquel bore him,” Rosa replied.

“Where is Rafael and Raquel,” I asked as Rosa noticed my looking at the brand on her forehead.

“You will meet them after the wedding. When the goddess feels the time is right. Now they stay at the temple with the High Priestess,” she explained. Then Rosa continued, “I see that you noticed the brand on my forehead.”

“Yes, what does it mean?” I asked.

“It was given to me in a temple ceremony after I gave birth to Raf. I was 15 when I had him. I nursed him for two years. Then when I was 19 I was taken to the temple for the ceremony,” she answered.

“That must have hurt,” I said.

“That wasn’t all that they did to me during the ceremony. While Rafael Spora, and the temple membership watched, two of the temple guards tied me down on the altar. Then Rafael’s sister, Carla branded my belly and my left ass cheek, which marked me as her slave.

“Carla was Rafael’s sister, and as the senior female member of the family at the time, I became her slave. Carla was a very strict woman. She died three years ago and Raf’s sister Carla inherited her position. But she is a much kinder woman than her aunt.

“While I was tied to the altar, Carla took a knife circumcised me. Then she gave my clit to the High Priestess who tossed it into the fire as a gift offering to the goddess. Just like your castration. But they weren’t through with me yet. Next the High Priestess took another branding iron and branded the letters B and T on my forehead.”

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“It stands for ‘Binti Tersa.’ This means daughter of the whore. You know the story of Nera and Tersa?” she asked.

“Yes I know the story,” I replied.

“Then you should also know that you can never leave here. Like me you are doomed to spend the rest of your life here,” she said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“They will never let you leave this place. Escape is impossible. The roads are patrolled and you wouldn’t last five minutes in the jungle. Also, like me, you have to wear the special shoes in order to walk. How far do you think you will get?” she asked rhetorically. “I’m sleepy,” she announced as she dropped her gown and stood nude before me revealing a dark but softer body than Carla’s. But like Carla she had only a thin line of pubic hair. It would have been very stimulating had I not been castrated only 24 hours ago.

“You can fuck me if you want,” she said as she got in bed with me. “But Carla’s aunt saw to it that I have no feeling down there.”

“If it weren’t for my castration I would love to, Rosa, but maybe when I get all healed up,” I replied as I held her close to me and felt the warmth and softness of her body.

With that I drifted off for a long sleep. But the next six days went by quickly and soon it was my wedding day. Spora presented me with a pink gown, which all eunuchs are required to wear, and helped make my face up to look beautiful for Raf. Carla came up to my room an hour later with a nice black haired wig for me to wear, as it would take several months for me to even grow a few inches of my own hair. Carla wore a gown similar to mine, only hers was white. For temple services all real men and women wore white gowns.

Soon it was time to leave for the temple ceremony. Carla, Spora, and I got into the car to leave, but before the driver, who was one of the temple guards, started the engine, Carla put a black leather hood over Spora’s head. Then she put the same kind of hood on me so that I wouldn’t be able to see the way to their secret temple.

It took about an hour of driving before we stopped at the temple entrance. Still hooded, Carla led Spora and me into the temple. We were ushered into a large room and then our hoods were removed. It was the same room in which I had been castrated. Raf, his father, and the High Priest were waiting for us by the statue of the goddess Luna. They were all dressed in white gowns like Carla’s. I quickly took my place on Raf’s left. Carla was like my bridesmaid and she stood at my left. Spora stood to Carla’s left. Then the High Priest began the ceremony in a language that I didn’t understand. Carla translated for me as best she could. In the middle of the ceremony Carla told me to turn and face Raf, which I did. Then she dropped my gown so that I was naked before everyone. Raf was facing me as he dropped his gown. Then the High Priest took Raf’s and my dicks in his hands. He pulled Raf’s foreskin back to reveal his beautiful cock head. Then the High Priest put my circumcised dick so that Raf and my penis heads touched. Next he pulled Raf’s foreskin so that it covered my cut dick head. Then the High Priest said a blessing. Carla explained that Raf’s foreskin covering my dick head was a symbol of my subjection to him and a bonding of my body to him forever. At the end of the ceremony were the vows, which were in their holy language, and of course I didn’t understand. But Carla told me to say “wolo” every time the High Priest asked me a question. This meant that I agreed to do what ever he said. Carla explained that I promised to obey Raf in everything and that I recognized him as my husband and master.

At the close of the ceremony I was given a symbolic slave ring to wear and then Raf kissed me passionately on the lips. Then Carla helped me put my gown back on and Raf put his on by himself. After the ceremony was over Raf put the hood back on my head and then he, his father, Carla, and Spora drove home together.

After the wedding feast, Raf and I retired to our bedroom. He quickly took my gown off and laid me on the bed. He slipped a rubber on my dick and then he had me lay on my tummy. Then he slipped four pillows under me so that he could take me doggy style. I was comfortable resting on the pillows. My asshole was quivering knowing the pleasure it was about to enjoy. He gently lubed my ass and then his hard cock. Slowly he worked his cock up my willing eunuch pussy. My rectum easily opened up to receive his manhood. It had been a month without for both of us so it wasn’t long before I felt him painting my insides with his seed. At the same time I filled the rubber with what was left of my fertile semen. When Raf got up to go to the bathroom to wash himself off, he gently removed the rubber from my soft dick, making sure that none of my seed was lost. “Carla needs this,” he said, as he tied the opening so that none could escape. Then he went to the bathroom to clean up. When he returned he put on his robe, took the rubber and went down stairs. He returned a few minutes later and said: “Carla was pleased with your semen sample.”

At the time I didn’t think to ask what she wanted it for. But Raf held me tightly and we soon drifted off to sleep.

A week after our wedding, Raf and I were invited to the temple for a special ceremony. Since Raf had a son and had also taken me as his wife, he now met all the requirements to be granted shaman apprentice status in the temple. In the temple hierarchy there was the High Priest, the 12 guards, 7 shaman, and 7 shaman apprentices. Raf would become apprentice to his father.

The evening of the apprentice ceremony I was dressed in my usual pink gown, which all eunuchs married to shamans and apprentices, must wear. Of course eunuchs can never be temple members, but as the wife a member I can attend on certain occasions. Since the temple’s location is a secret that only members know, I was fitted with a black leather hood to prevent me from seeing anything on the way.

His father drove Raf and me to the temple. Once we were inside Raf removed the hood. Raf and his father were greeted by the High Priest, while me and six others, also dressed in pink gowns, were ushered into one of the side rooms. All of us were eunuchs, and with the exception of one other and myself, were in their late twenties or early thirties. The young eunuch was named Juanita and was 15. Juanita had been castrated last year, and like me was adjusting to a new life.

Juanita and I sat by ourselves away from the others so that we could talk. It was then that I noticed that he had a brand on his forehead, similar to the one Rosa had, but different letters. He noticed that I was curious about the brand on his forehead, so he explained that the letters D and M stood for “Dada Mora,” which means Sister of Mora. Mora means like a submissive woman.

“What is it like, being a eunuch?” I asked.

He looked at me, smiled and said: “It is something that you will adjust to. Since you were cut only a month ago, you are still new to the life.”

“What will happen to me?” I asked.

“The first month or so you won’t notice much. But after two or three months you will start to notice that you don’t have the energy that you had before. Some find that they can’t get an erection after only a few months. For me I didn’t have any problems until six months after I was cut. It’s been a year now and, though I can still get an erection, its not as hard as before, and it doesn’t last as long,” he replied.

Before Juanita could say more, the 12 guards entered the room. We all bowed before them. Then two of them came over to me and each grabbed one of my arms and escorted me into another temple room. The room was bare except for stone benches around the walls and a stone table in the center. The two guards stripped me and bent me over the table and tied me down on the table so that my ankles were secured to rings on the floor. The cold stone on my tummy gave me goose bumps. My wrists were secured to chains that were attached to another set of rings on the floor.

After they had secured me, the other 10 guards entered the room. As I learned later, the senior guard approached me from behind and spread my ass cheeks apart. He fingered my ass hole and then I felt a gob of warm spit plop on my hole. He gently massaged his spit so that it lubricated my ass. Next he slowly worked his cock up my butt. He felt like he was the same size as Raf, so I took him quite easily. It felt nice, but after pumping me briefly, he shot a huge wad of cum, filling my rectum. He quickly pulled his still hard cock out of my ass to make way for the next guard who was much thicker and longer than the first. Fortunately the first guard had loosened me up some, but this new guy was really big and it felt like my ass hole was splitting as he pumped his mammoth organ deep inside me. It didn’t take long before I felt his seed painting my insides. However, the pressure that his cock applied to my prostate caused me to shoot a little cum. The other 10 guards were slightly smaller than the second guy, but after they had all finished with me, my ass hole was full of their seed, sore, and stretched. My ass hole gaped open and kind of smiled when the last guy shot his load and pulled his cock out. Then the first guard returned with a thick butt plug attached to a belt. He stuck the plug in my butt and buckled the belt around my waste. This way their seed would stay inside me and be absorbed into my system.

The guards left the room and six of the shaman entered. Raf’s father was not among them. Three of them approached me. Two of them held my head and forced my mouth open to receive the cock of the third shaman. I sucked his cock and massaged the head with my tongue. He moaned briefly and then filled my mouth with his cum. The other two massaged my throat to make me swallow his load. The other five fucked my mouth and made me swallow their cum too. Then six of the apprentices entered the room as the shaman left. All six apprentices fucked my mouth so that my tummy was now full of cum. After they had satisfied themselves I was left alone for what seemed like an hour. Then the eunuchs entered the room and released me from the bonds that held me down on the fuck table. Juanita returned my gown and helped me dress. Then Rafael came in with the black leather hood, which I was required to wear. I asked where Raf was and Rafael said he was required to stay at the temple for 10 days of purification.

The six shaman apprentices also came in with black leather hoods for their eunuchs. Rafael secured the hood on my head so I wasn’t able to see anything more, but it felt like all of us eunuchs were being led out of the temple at the same time. Rafael helped me into the car and then we drove home.

When we got home Rafael removed my hood and Carla was there to greet us. She had a pleasant surprise for me she said. Then she said: “In three weeks Donna and your sister Teresa will be here.”

I was so happy to be able to see someone from home, that I choked up and couldn’t say anything. Then she told me the bad news: “Once Raf finishes the purification ceremony at the temple he and Jose will leave here and go to Donna’s farm. They will be away for six months.”

I didn’t like being told good and bad news at the same time, but it was something I would have to adjust to, as Raf’s duties for the temple and his religion would often take him away from me for long periods of time.

Carla and Spora helped me up to my room and undressed me. Carla told Spora to go down stairs and fetch the special tea that she had brewed for me. Then she had me lay on the bed on my tummy so she could examine my rectum. She took the butt plug out briefly and worked a small bundle of herbs up my ass. “This will help your rectum to absorb the guard’s seed.”

When Spora returned with a cup of special tea, Carla gave it to me and said: “Drink all of it and drink is slowly. It will help your stomach digest the seed better, and also make you sleep. You had a busy night.”

The tea was sweet and tasted a little like nutmeg. It also made me sleepy and I quickly fell asleep while Carla and Spora were still in the room.

Three weeks later Donna and Teresa arrived accompanied by Chico. Donna stayed in the room above Carla’s office in the town. But Teresa was brought to Rafael’s hacienda and given a room on the same floor as Raf’s and my room. After she got settled in I knocked on Teresa’s door to see how she was. This was the first time we had been alone together since last January. Teresa was five months pregnant and showing. But we were both happy to see each other and we hugged and kissed. Carla had all Teresa’s clothes taken away and gave her a yellow gown similar to the pink gown that I was required to wear. I also noticed that she was wearing yellow platform shoes similar to the ones that I must wear. “When did you start wearing those?” I asked pointing to her feet.

“Since the first day that I had to move in with aunt Donna. Back in February, when my father found out I was pregnant, he kicked me out and sent me to live with her. The first pair had four-inch heels and they were locked on me feet. I had to wear them all the time. They messed up my legs so much that now it’s painful to walk with out them,” she replied

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“But I see that you have to wear them too,” she said noticing the high heels on my feet.

“Yes, I have to wear them too. They said it was to prevent me from escaping. But why did you come here, Teresa? Don’t you know that you can never leave?” I explained.

“Yes, I knew. When I asked Donna if I could come down and see you, she said I could, but that once here I could never leave,” she said. Then after a brief pause she wrapped her arms around me and said: “I came because I wanted to be with you. Of all the people in the world you were the only one who really loved me. You took all the blame and hurt just for me. Nobody else ever did that for me. I love you Frankie and I want to be with you always.”

I held her tight and kissed her forehead.

“Donna told me that they cut your balls off,” she said. “I’m so sorry for all the trouble I got us into.”

I told her the 24 hours we spent together having passionate sex was worth it all.

Then she asked: “Can you still get it up?”

“Yes,” I replied. “They say I will probably be able to get hard for the next few months at least.”

“Great,” she said. “Then let’s do it right now then.”

“But you’re pregnant,” I replied, looking at her swollen belly.

“We can have sex up to the last month of my pregnancy,” she answered as she dropped her gown and stood there naked in front of me.

I laid her down on the bed and passionately kissed her on the lips. Then I sucked on her now larger breasts. She moaned as I teased her nipples with my tongue. But soon my tongue was parting her pussy lips and her thick bush of pubic hair. I sucked on her clit and massaged it with my tongue. It was so nice to taste her juices once more. I gently mounted her and worked my dick into her moist pussy. I tried hard to balance myself so I didn’t put too much pressure on her belly. Since my baby makers had been removed, there was no way I could replace the little one growing inside her, so I made sure I was very careful.

She seemed to come quickly this time. But it took me longer to shoot a small load of thin cum into her throbbing pussy. When my dick got soft I pulled out of her and lay by her side. Soon she was asleep in my arms. But as we lay there, I wondered about the future. After Carla read to me from their holy book, I knew that there was more in store for Teresa and I. Sometime after she gives birth, she too would be placed on the altar in the temple, just as I was. She too would have to make a sacrifice to the goddess.

To Be Continued.