THE HAREM EUNUCH Chapter 3 (Revised)

Most penis castration stories finish after the penis has been cut 
off. This one carries on to see what happens after our hero Kojo has 
been uncocked.  In this chapter Kojo begins his work in the Harem as 
a servant of women and a life of frustration . 

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THE HAREM EUNUCH  Chapter 3 (Revised)
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One day, after some weeks,  Kojo was taken to see the Chief Eunuch 
who sat on a throne in a small hall.   He wore a large turban and 
large pantaloons with jeweled waistcoat.  He was fanned by a young 
eunuch with huge feather fan.  Other eunuchs stood around and watched 
him. Kojo was led in, his arms cuffed behind his back and the collar 
round his neck.  Every one like him was either dark skinned or black 
skinned.  Many were much darker than the darkest black person he knew 
back home.  In the whole course of his life in the Harem he only a 
few light skinned women and those some years later. During his 
training he only saw the only the two tall blondes whom he was to 
serve.  All other people whether eunuchs, studs or women were African 
black or Indian brown.  Nearly all the black women enjoyed life in 
the Harem and would live nowhere else.  The few white women he met 
later were generally held more or less against their will and much 
later Kojo was to enjoy the thrill of teaching them discipline and 
obedience.   The only white men he ever saw were there for castration 
then sold off at once.



One of the eunuchs who wore more jewelry than all but the Chief 
Eunuch approached Kojo and examined his stump where his penis used to 
be. He flicked the balls about and stroked Kojo’s thigh. Then walked 
around him and spoke to the Chief Eunuch.  Kojo took the remark to be 
a complement despite the totally strange language.



Kojo stood before the Chief Eunuch who eyed him up and down then 
after a while he spoke to one of the jailers asking him what he 
thought of Kojo.  The jailer’s reply made the Chief Eunuch look at 
Kojo and nod with respect.  He ordered the handcuffs and collar to be 
removed.  Kojo did not know what to say.  He was lost for words but 
guessed he was now going to be treated as one of them now.    



Then the order was given to bring Kojo clothes.   A pair of long 
draws was offered to him.  They were made of many layers of silk with 
elastic at the top and very baggy.  They bade him put them on.   
Before his entry into the room Kojo had been told by an English 
speaking eunuch that this was his big chance.  If he misbehaved he 
might be put to death.  Kojo took this warning seriously.  So he put 
on the draws with came to just above the knee. He later found they 
were called Demi-Pantalets. Full Pantalets went down below the knee 
and Inner Pantaloons went to the ankle.  He was then given Inner 
Pantaloons which too were made of several layers of silk and were 
gathered up a great deal around the top to puff then out just below 
the waste.  Both garments were a feminine pink.  Later he discovered 
than many of the eunuchs who watched him were or had become gay and 
were greatly enjoying the sight of a rebellious, muscular young man 
(minus a penis) being made to wear these frilly pink silken 
garments.  Finally he was given some heavy satin Pantaloons to wear 
on top which were a pink color too and fastened  by a silver clasp.  
Then the put a necklace around his neck made of large beads that 
matched the pantaloons. 



He stood there, every one admiring him.  One of the others came up 
and with a few gentle acts hand pressures encouraged him to stand up 
straight with his head held high.

	‘Be proud of yourself’ said Chief Eunuch in good English. 

‘To be a Harem Eunuch is an honorable estate.  A man who trusts his 
women to the likes of us is placing great faith in us.  Are you 
proud?’

‘Yes Chief Eunuch’ replied Kojo who had been told what to say in 
advance.  



And so they sat down together around the room while elderly Arab 
women brought in food.  Kojo sat to one side with a group of other 
junior eunuchs and ate with his fingers and a fork as they did.   He 
enjoyed the rich spicy food after weeks of porridge and dry bread and 
water. They ate from common bowels of food and shared a silver goblet 
which was filled with a sort of fruit juice and passed around to each 
in turn.



He was beginning to feel part of a group of friends but was still 
feeling very frustrated at the loss of his cock.  Under the many 
layers of silk he was feeling hot and his scrotum was beginning to 
contract and the surface move around.  He was hot for women. Even the 
ugly old Arab women made him feel hot.  The gorgeous French girl who 
he saw every day was now on his mind all the time. He was head over 
heels in love with her.   The others knew how he felt and patted him 
on the arm.  Some spoke French and others only African but he later 
discovered that the local African dialect was the official language 
of the harem. He was told that he would be taught this and being 
totally new to all new comer’s he was at no disadvantage to the 
others. 



After the meal Kojo was taken to what were to be his new quarters.  
He had a small cell with a curtain and bed.  There was a small wash 
basin with tooth brush and mug provided. There were eight such cells 
around a central room which had cushions and a low table.   Off to 
one side was the shit room with no walls or curtains between the 
earthenware stools.   Like the pot he was given in his last cell 
there was a lip which came  up between his legs to catch the urine as 
it spurted upwards.  The gold tube seemed to have become a permanent 
fixture now but he was told to keep it clean for fear of infection.



There was also a shower and a separate room with a hookah to smoke 
with.  He found that although eunuchs were forbidden alcohol the 
women were allowed it sometimes to ‘make them foolish’.   The eunuchs 
could smoke good grass to feel cool which was what the hookah was 
for.   The whole area was locked by a barred grill at night and the 
eunuchs were taken out and taken back under guard.   Soon Kojo 
realized that the life of everyone in the harem was governed strictly 
from the moment they woke up to the moment they went to bed.  
Eunuchs, women and studs.   Each group had its hierarchy and each 
governed the life of those below them.   From now on Kojo would be 
led around and his life governed by strict rules and disobedience 
meant a swift lash with a cane inflicted in cold blood without mercy 
or ill feeling.



That night all the eunuchs in his suite stripped off and spent the 
rest of the evening naked having showered first.  They showed 
together and soaped each other.  They took particular attention to 
Kojo’s recent castration.  Examining his stump and letting him touch 
theirs.  All had lost their penises except one who had lost his balls 
too.  Although he felt uneasy at the clearly gay atmosphere he so 
welcomed the friendship and the fact that people cared about him that 
he felt happy.  Most of the eunuchs had been gay and the rest became 
gay to enjoy love and affection when women no longer took pleasure 
from them. All the junior ones had become somewhat effeminate in 
manner.



The next morning he was led to his first days real work. After a 
really big breakfast he and two others were led to the Women’s’ Grand 
Latrine where they were to work all day, every day.  He was shown 
around first.  The room was circular with a great domed ceiling lit 
by little windows round the edge.  It was pained white and a large 
electric candelabra hung on a gold chain from the middle for use at 
night.  The floor was covered in blue tiles in an Arabian pattern and 
around the walls were openings with carved marble surrounds.  In the 
center was a little fountain.  The women were led in by eunuchs and 
took their places round the room and dropping their pantaloons or 
lifting their many layered skirts. They would then sit in these 
openings with their bottoms over the outer edge of the opening which 
had a smooth marble top and a silk curtain which came half way 
down .   



Outside this ran a circular corridor in which the eunuchs worked.  
From there they could see the women from behind as their pretty, big 
feminine bottoms overhung the marble edge.  Soon they would begin to 
shit and piss and this would fall down thorough holes to the tanks on 
the floor below.  The downward air flow kept the smells from causing 
offense. There was a short marble wall built around each opening on 
the inside to catch any shit that was squirted or farted too far 
back.    When the women had finished they would pull a gold chain and 
a bell would tinkle and a flap come down inside to signal the end of 
the stool.  A eunuch would then wipe the pretty bottom clean and pat 
it dry and give the woman a light whack with a little paddle to 
signal it was done. 



For the first week Kojo was only allowed to watch which he had to do 
standing to strict attention.   Later he was allowed to do some 
sweeping and cleaning of the floor and wipe the ledges and sides with 
disinfectant.  



He was overwhelmed by all the beautiful women who came in.    Each 
was totally stunning and his stump was tingling with excitement and 
his scrotum tight.  The black women  had gorgeous figures and walked 
with pride knowing that the eunuchs were admiring them.  The brown 
Indian and middle eastern women were more coquettish.  All wore 
pantaloons or the long ankle length dresses known as Petticoats  made 
of many layers of silk and satin. Most were naked from the waste up 
apart from their jewels a veil and sometimes a head scarf.  Some had 
babies but as the women grew older they moved to the outer chambers 
of the harem and so only the young ones were to be seen.



For an hour a day Kojo was taken to lessons in the Harem language and 
twice a week he was taken for lessons in the lore and customs of the 
Harem.  Each hour of his life was regulated and he had no choice at 
anytime as to where and when he did things, anymore than the women 
did. Inevitably one day he refused to obey and was at once given a 
strong lash with the cane.  Out of pride he refused to give in but 
they followed one after another and realizing he would be taken back 
to the dungeons if he did not obey,  he gave in.  He wanted to sob 
during his next lesson and the red whets stung like fire but he was 
too proud to cry openly.  That evening the other eunuchs in his suite 
bathed him and applied antiseptic and he cried himself to sleep and 
slept on his front.  He did not disobey again.



The next week he was given the task of emptying the shit pots brought 
from the more senior women’s bed chambers.  He did this for the week 
then he was allowed to clean the bottoms for the first time.   Under 
instruction he was allowed to clean a few at first then after the 
next week he was set to work as a regular cleaner.  The women now 
exchanged the odd word with him and flirted as they put their bottoms 
on the edge of the opening.   Each day he saw those beautiful round 
bottoms and those tantalizing Pleasure Holes that he could no longer 
visit. 



Each evening his intimacy with the other eunuchs became a little 
greater and his manner became a little more effeminate.  Finally a 
few days after he became a cleaner the gorgeous French women used the 
Grand Latrine.  He hoped against hope that he could service her and 
that she would remember him.  As if by magic his dream came true and 
there she was shitting before him.  

	‘Ah, I remember yoo’ she said ‘You were zee naughty boy who 
mugged zee Prince and yoo had your little Willie cut off to punish 
yoo.  I tease you after, no?



	‘Yes Mistress’ Smiled Kojo and performed his duties.



That night in play with the other eunuchs Kojo had an orgasm for the 
first time since his castration and his spunk sprayed out of his 
stump.  They all laughed and they kissed him out of affection. That 
night he went to sleep happier than he had been as long as he could 
remember.  His life in the city before now seemed to have happened to 
someone else



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