THE HAREM EUNUCH ( Chapter 2)

CHAPTER 2:   Most of these stories end when the cock is cut off. This 
one just starts there. After Kojo’s penis has been cut off he begins 
his training as a Eunuch.. Kojo is taught obedience and taught to 
rethink his view of women’s’ bottoms.

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THE HAREM EUNUCH  (Chapter 2)                     
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After some hours leaving Kojo chained to the pillar in the castration 
chamber the jailers returned and removed the silver retainer which 
held the alum powder around his stump.  Much of it was now solid with 
dried blood but these lumps and the remaining power were dusted 
away.   They inspected the stump where the penis used to be and 
taking a thing shaped like a deep sea shell made of beaten gold they 
placed it over the stump and his testicles.  It was fitted with 
straps which they put firmly around his waist and between his 
buttocks and held in place with a padlock. at the back.  He would 
wear this now for ten days.

The bleeding had stopped but Kojo was feeling faint and still 
disorientated.  They removed the silk hood and disconnected the 
manacles from the pillar rings.  The ones on his arms were joined 
again behind his back and he was led back to the cell by the collar 
around his neck.  Only when his leg was tethered to a long chain 
which was fixed to the wall that the harness over his face and the 
other manacles were removed.  

He tried to hit out at his jailers but they were used to this and 
reacted faster than he could. After one final attempt the chief one 
gave him a sharp blow with the cane across the shoulders.  This made 
him cry out and while the other departed the chief made a remark to 
the effect that Kojo would be broken in how ever long it took.   
Although he did not understand the language he understood the meaning 
and lay on the bunk too shaken to react.  Before they had taken the 
harness off they had injected him with a narcotic and he soon drifted 
off into sleep.

He awoke  early the next morning and at first could not recall what 
had happened.  He looked down at the sea shell and tried to remove 
it.   He almost expected that the memory of his penis being cut off 
was a bad dream and that if he could take it off it would be there 
still intact.   He rattled the bars and shouted for help but the 
other prisoners were still asleep and moaned at him to shut up.  He 
drunk some water and looked around waiting to see what was in store 
for him.

At length a large man arrived  dressed in the brown smock and turban 
as before.  He spoke some crude English and told Kojo that for ten 
days he would drink only milk.  He put a large jug of it in the 
alcove which he could replenish  from a flap in the bar,  then left.  
Kojo could have thrown the jug on the floor as they do in the movies 
but in his plight he feared what would happen if he did and the 
thought of another day without water or food was too much. 

That day and each that followed he was given water and milk twice a 
day.  He did not suspect that it contained a sedative but the effect 
was noticeable  and the other prisoners noted that he was always in a 
daze. They were happy and looking forward to being given work as 
slaves outside the harem and were not going to be castrated. 

When it came time to urinate Kojo did not know what to do.  The sea 
shell seemed to have a hole in it at the tip but how did he use it 
?.  Across the other side one of the other prisoners realized his 
problem and showed him.  The man was tall and thin and like all the 
prisoners naked. The cells had earthenware shit-pots and the man, who 
had a full set of genitalia, lay down on top of the pot with is 
genitalia over the pot. He straightened his legs and back so the his 
feet were off the ground and steadied himself with his arms as if he 
were doing press ups.  He was a stooge planted there to help train 
Kojo but Kojo did not realize.  He followed the man’s example and 
found that his urine left the hole in the sea shell without 
problems.  He felt some pain where the salty urine came out of the 
stump but he was too drugged to realize the significance.  His 
castration still seemed like a bad dream and he still imagined that 
his penis was some how still there.  

The ten days passed rapidly and Kojo was finally visited by the chief 
jailer and his assistants again.  They unlocked his cell and attached 
a leash to his collar.  Unlocking the chain on his leg they led him 
out to a shower room nearby where he as able to wash down.  They 
unlocked his seashell and removed is, holding their noses and laughed 
at  how smelly he was.   As he washed the final scabs came off the 
stump he examined himself.  The stump was still tender but he could 
not quit take in what had happened.  He began to cry and curse the 
eunuch jailers but  they were unmoved.  

Finally they took him out and without warning pinioned attached ropes 
to the manacles that were still on his wrists and ankles.  These were 
pulled by unseen hands and  he found himself spread-eagled against 
the wall.  A strap was put around his waste to secure him and the old 
man and boy appeared again.  The old man examined him gently and 
passed some remarks about the quality of the castration.  Then after 
applying some more iodine they inserted a little gold tube in his 
urethra to permit the urine to come out in  as straight jet and to 
prevent the hole being closed by scar tissue.  They left again and 
the jailers took him along more corridors to a chamber with a curtain 
drawn across the middle on a brass rail fixed to opposite walls.   
Kojo’s arms were joined behind him and his ankles were joined.  The 
two big jailers held him from behind.   

The chief jailer in the silk and turban flicked his balls with is 
cane.  He spoke and to Kojo’s surprise he spoke good English but with 
a heavy accent.   He told Kojo that his penis had been cut off to 
permit him to serve women as an eunuch in a harem.  As he  was never 
going to grown another one he might as well forget all thoughts of 
sexual pleasure but as his balls remained he would still have lots of 
thoughts of sexual pleasure. He smiled.   Now he said Kojo’s would be 
able to view women’s bottoms in a different light.  

The curtain was drawn and behind was the most beautiful sexy rear 
view he had ever seen.  It was a tall white woman with long,  long 
legs, the most shapely he has seen in years.  She wore court shoes 
with black stiletto heels and gorgeous back nylons of the finest 
denier with sexy frilly tops.  Around one thigh  was a frilly garter 
and around one ankle a fine silver chain. She wore no panties and her 
crotch was bare.  She was bending over with her legs straight and her 
back straight with the bend at the top of thighs revealing her round 
bottom in all its glory.  She was wearing some sort of long skirt 
made of heavily woven back satin with a lining of hundreds of white 
frills like a can-can skirt which she was holding up as high as her 
arms could reach.

Kojo stared entranced.  The chief jailer pointed at the bottom like a 
school teacher pointing at a back board. She wiggled it a little for 
him.

‘You can see’ he explained ‘There are two holes in her bottom. The 
shitting hole and the hole you call by many names.   Here we call it 
by only one name.  We call it the "Pretty Pleasure Hole".  You may 
call it the "Pleasure Hole" for short if you wish. Call it anything 
else and you will suffer pain’ .

He swished the cane and brought it down near Kojo’s testicles.  
‘ We have left your balls so you have some where sensitive to bring 
tears to your eyes.’ he said with relish. 

‘Now think of what she has and what you have lost’ He smiled you have 
lost your penis and you cannot visit her Pleasure Hole. But there are 
other pleasures to enjoy from women.  Think what else you can do with 
her bottom.   You can whack her to make her yelp or watch her shit or 
make other women kiss her Pleasure Hole. We can watch her with her 
lover while he pokes her Pleasure Hole and if she does not enjoy 
doing it so much more fun for us.  We can teach her discipline. He 
smiled. But you cannot visit the hole yourself now your penis is cut 
off.’

Kojo was taken away to a new clearer cell and for another three weeks 
was kept alone.  He had a crude shower now and was given solid food 
so he started shitting again.  Every two days he went to the slops 
room to empty his shit pot and each time he was led back the see the 
woman’s bottom for half an hour during which he was tethered to the 
wall.

Now, his scrotum was beginning to contact and tighten as it did when 
he felt sexy whereas before the balls hung limp.  He began to think 
about women all day long and dream about them at night.  

After a while when he was taken to see the woman she stood up and 
walked about.  She touched his stump where the penis used to be. She 
tickled his scrotum.  She flicked her frilly can-can skirt against 
his skin.  She put her shapely leg up on a stool and adjusted the 
tops of her stockings.  She flirted with him and blew his kisses.   
She smelt of expensive perfume. Silky and feminine she was a dream 
come true.

She was blonde with a stunningly beautiful face like a model and 
about six foot two inches tall.  She even gave a can-can dance 
sometimes,  kicking her legs up then bending over and showing her 
bottom. She spoke to him in French and pouted and flirted some more 
and fluttered her eye lashes.  She stoked his muscular body and 
looked him in they eye.   Some days she might finish off by saying in 
her heavy French accent things like.

	‘Yoo are now, how you say, an eunuch.  Yoo ‘ave ‘ad you penis 
cut off and now yoo cannot fook me no more.’ Then she would giggle 
and leave.  


One day she was wearing frilly panties and she took them off and gave 
them to a jailer.  After his return to his cell he was laid down on a 
couch and strapped in place with is wrists held to his thighs.  The 
frilly panty was placed over his face.  It smelt of expensive perfume 
and of her sweat. He was left there for an hour.  Afterwards this 
became a regular event.  

Now he was thinking about sexual matters all day and all night.  He 
lay awake for hours trying to masturbate with the stump.  He was in 
agony. 

Finally one day he was told to kneel before the girl and he remained 
there for an hour while she painted her nails, tried on different 
stockings and  told him all about her masculine lover and how virile 
he was.  Then she came and bending over put her bottom in his face.  

	‘Would yoo like to keees me there ?’ She asked.

Kojo pressed his face against her bottom and began to lick her 
Pleasure Hole.  Then as he did so she let out a great fart right in 
his face.  She laughed.  

	‘Oh I must doo my excretions’ she said and took out a white 
porcelain shit-pot from a little alcove covered by a silk curtain. 
She sat on it and soon the air was filled with her shittly smells. So 
obsessed with her was he that Kojo could do nothing but watch 
intently.  When she got up she flirted again.  

‘Perhaps theees will help you forget the loss of your peeenis’ she 
said and put the shit-pot before him.  He look down and saw the pile 
of her brown shit.  Without warning one of the jailers pulled a rope 
that went to Kojo’s collar and his face was pulled down until it was 
right over the pot.  The girl stroked his back and put a satin skip 
over his head to keep in the smells.  

‘Now you know all about women’s bottoms’ she said. 



Kojo was left there for an hour.  Soon some other women came in and 
they and the girl spoke in French for most of this time, ignoring 
him.  One asked what had happened to him.

	‘Hee  is a new eunuch’  she explained. ‘Eee has ‘ad hee’s 
peeenis cut off and now we teach him to be sheeet servant.’


(In the next Chapter Kojo begins work in the  Women’s latrine as a 
bottom cleaner)