In a Feminine World - 4

The day came soon enough. In forty-eight hectic hours the servant girls, Zebbie and Flare, cleaned their mistress's apartment from top to bottom and decked it out with flowers and put new silk sheets on Delphine and Helena's bed. The two eunuchs, Lap and Scom, ran errands and cooked while Tamsina, Poppy and Boy Jennifer, did the washing and decided what everyone should wear for Helena's welcome home party.

When the moment came. Lady Delphine, was excited but on edge. She wore a quite demure white lace body stocking, decorated with flower motifs and wore some of her own jewellery designs and a sparkling tiara on her head. Poppy wore her usual French knickers and stockings with high heeled shoes and one of the tiny nipple-covering bras she bought a few days ago. Tamsina was still in her chastity belt but did not seem to mind. Both the girls had garlands of flowers in their hair and the identical pearl chokers Helena had given them on their last birthdays.

The two eunuchs were allowed to wear make up and bras and party skirts and Boy Jennifer was pleased with himself as he put on his new lilac tutu. At three o'clock in the afternoon the door bell rang and both Zebbie and Flare, in pale blue satin mini tunic dresses, ran to answer it.

There before them stood Helena, petite, slender, her long brown hair piled high, a silk cape drawn across her. The two eunuchs brought in her cases form the airport car and took them to her room.

Delphine and Helena approached each other tentatively.

"It's been three months," whispered Delphine drawing her ballerina girl friend closer to her. They kissed tenderly and studied each other with a hunger in their eyes.

"Too long a tour, said Helena. Some of the company went to an island in Greece fro a holiday after the last performance but I just wanted to be right back here.

They kissed again and Helena flicked off her cape to reveal, a body stocking like that of her partner. They had obviously planned what they should wear. They embraced, their bodies pressed close together, only the flimsy gauze between them. Then Helen greeted the others with hugs and kisses, admiring Poppy's growing awareness, was clearly amused by Tamsina's attachment to her chastity belt and cooed over Boy Jennifer's tutu. Flare, who had attending to Helena's belongings in her room, brought in a tray of champagne, and Helena flopped onto a sofa.

"It's so wonderful to be back home," she said. "I feel as though I've danced until my feet and legs would drop off. A lovely hot bath is my next priority. Then I shall feel much better."

"And you can tell us all about it," declared Poppy, anxious to hear all about Europe and what the girls were like.

"Plenty of time," interrupted Lady Delphine. She told Lap to go and prepare a hot path and he fairly scampered off an all fours to the bathroom.

When Helena was ready to go through, Lap expected to follow her, but Delphine raised a hand. "Just the two of us on this occasion," she said, slipping an arm around Helena's tiny waist.

It was half an hour later when they reappeared, looking contented and refreshed. They had also abandoned their body stockings and wore only lace thongs. Their bodes smelt sweetly and looked well powdered and perfumed.

"Cool," thought Poppy.

Boy Jennifer gazed longingly at the real ballerina before him. Her body was porcelain white, trim but strong. Her breasts were very small, hardly bigger than Poppy's, while the nipples on Lady Delphine's full rounded bust seemed to stand out even more prominently than ever .

Eunuch Lap offered his back for Helena to put his feet on as she stretched out on the sofa alongside her partner, whose dark skin seemed to glow with pleasure.

Zebbie poured champagne for everyone including a little glass for Poppy. Delphine raised her's to her girlfriend's and toasted her return. Poppy and Tamsina eased themselves on to the rug at Helena's feet next to Lap like children expecting to hear a story. Boy Jennifer crawled up and Poppy eased her head into the folds of his tutu.

"So, where can I begin?" said Helena thinking out loud. She told them how she had danced in all the major cities of Europe and mingled with the cream of society ladies who attended her performances and been waited on by a hundred eunuchs a day and by countless armies of little girls.

"Did you go to lots of parties?" asked Tamsina.

Helena laughed and glanced sideways with a smile at Delphine. "OK I suppose I can tell you everything. You all seem to have grown up since I left. The balls and parties wherever we went were amazing. In Venice in Italy we went to a masked ball, where masks were the only garments allowed. Five hundred naked masked ladies danced the night away, served by naked eunuchs. You can imagine it. And in the palace where we were, there long galleries between each room and in the galleries were tableaux of eunuchs and young girls in classical poses. They stayed like that for six hours and were refreshed by warm fountains of water they lifted up their mouths to drink and constant sprays of perfume to keep them smelling sweet, for you know what, standing all that time the girls just did their wee wees standing up onto the eunuchs lying their feet and the water and the perfume washed it all away. I just found it very exciting to watch the girls peeing all over the eunuchs. It was so popular that some of the ladies climbed into the tableau and did it themselves.

"And then went we went into have our banquet we walked over a carpet of young eunuchs, all lying on stretched out on the floor not an inch between their limbs and we stepped on them to enter the hall. They were so well disciplined they didn't flinch or move a muscle. After supper the masks were removed we all danced together in one group, all 500 of us. At the end every lady was dancing and was holding another two at least and everybody moved as though we were one. It was ecstasy.

"We should do that here," commented Delphine.

"Oh we can learn lots from them. They have lots of different ways of doing things. But everywhere girls and women are freeing themselves and the numbers of eunuchs are growing by thousand every day. Men know they can't share anything of this luxury if they stay as males. We have quite a few eunuch in the ballet company now. They are very good and you don't have to worry about the bulges in their tights and accidentally kicking them if you turn too close. When we were in France a Countess asked a small ensemble to do a naked performance in her salon for a few close lady friends, which we did of course, and they enjoyed the eunuchs especially. None of the eunuch dancers have anything left to show at all and it's quite nice to see them like that.

"They like looking good eunuchs in France and making them into works of art almost, with make up and making them really very pretty. In Russia they turn boys into eunuchs at the age of five and make them very feminine. In Germany and England, though, men are kept in camps and on farms for as long as possible and not until they are unto their twenties are they castrated. And every Friday and Saturday nights, the girls' disco-dance clubs have a castration cabaret, where males have their penises or testicles cut off watched by hundreds of screaming, dancing, girls.

But by of diversion she said, nothing can beat the Rio Carnival these days. Did the others see the images? Over three thousand males castrated this year. Of course some were done in such a frenzy they didn't survive, but they say it was best party ever.

"We must go," said Delphine.

"That would be nice," mused Helena and continued her tale, her audience in wrapt attention as she told of the different ways of dealing with males and eunuchs and the ways ladies enjoyed themselves.

In some places, they're finding ways of castrating men by injection so they keep they penises and testicles and then give them the right implants to grow breasts. Not everyone likes to see a eunuch with all their male parts, even if they are no danger. Just being castrated isn't enough anyway, you have change the whole being. The breasts for eunuchs are a good idea though. Most European eunuchs have a little bit of penis left but they removed the testicles completely. It reminds them what they used to be and younger girls still like to play with them. For a eunuch ballet dancer though being completely without anything, like Lap, is best.

Poppy tried not to catch Scom or Boy Jennifer by the eye and was sure all through Helena's story she had been blushing because of its directness. Her breathing was certainly very rapid and she sipped nervously at her champagne. She wanted to go to Rio and all these other places too.

"And now, I've got something for you," Helena said to Delphine, and covered her lover's eyes with her hands.

"What's this? What's going on?" said Delphine with a laugh I her voice. She could hear footsteps and sensed someone approach her. There was a gasp from Poppy.

Helena withdrew her hands and her partner looked up. Before her stood the most exquisite sight imaginable, a naked boy eunuch, fair, slim, white skinned and with just half an inch of a penis left, just visible dangling between freely his legs, his arms held lightly by Zebbie and Flare. It was Delphine's turn to let out a gasp.

"What.....?" she stammered.

A gift for you, my loveliest," said Helena kissing Delphine on the cheek. "I found him in Europe. He's called Vlav and he's eleven and quite the cutest eunuch boy I've ever seen."

"For me.... to keep?"

"We'll keep him for parties and such if you like. He doesn't speak English but he is very, very willing and he's not been converted long."

"Where have you been keeping him?" asked Delphine. "I'd no idea."

"In the maids' room. They smuggled him in when I arrived."

"Well, hello, Vlav," purred Delphine. "Let me get a better look at you."

Delphine stood up and circled the boy, feeling his buttocks and running her hands down his body. He smiled and put his hands on his head. Delphine looked at his genital area and lifted up the boy's puny instrument to inspect further.

"Not a bad job actually," she said. "Quite neat in fact. Well, you're quite a cutie aren't you, Vlav?"

The boy smiled again as the others gathered round him. Poppy was there first peeping round from behind to catch sight of what once was his penis but was too minute now to be anything.

"It's tiny isn't it," the eight-year-old said. "Not like Scom's."

"Come here Scom," added Delphine and told the two eunuchs to stand face to face and press against each other.

"Oh yes, Scom wins by half an inch easily," said Helena, who found the comparison very amusing. "but Vlav is very obliging. Press more."

Scom thrust himself into the boy's groin and they wiggled their bottoms about to rub themselves together.

Delphine and Helena then stood behind the eunuchs and put their arms around their waists and rubbed their bare breasts against the eunuchs' backs.

The maids watched on cuddling each other while Tamsina, seized hold of Lap, patted his sexless crotch and whispered in his ear. Boy Jennifer had crawled up behind Poppy and was gazing up at her from the floor.

All eyes were on the foursome in the middle of the room, Helena pressing against Scom, the two eunuchs squeezed face to face and Delphine almost climbing on Vlav's back. Helena put an arms across the shoulders of the eunuchs towards Delphine who licked the outstretched fingers. Slowly the two ladies peeled away and fell to the floor in a full embrace. The maids came forward to ease down their panties as they rolled over, Delphine full length on top of her white-skinned ballerina, her full breasts squashed against the petite Helena's hardening nipples.

It was Lap who directed the eunuchs to their next duty, pointing Vlav to Delphine's rising and falling bottom. Scom had to spread himself almost flat under Vlav to put his mouth to Helena's wet femininity. Vlav spread-eagled his legs on either side of Scom's body, working slowly, rhythmically on Delphine as though he had known all her his life.

The sight stirred Poppy to instant action. She dropped her knickers to the floor and whipped off her top. Kneeling down she slid her left hand though Vlav's legs to take hold of his flaccid maleness. And with her other hand she sought out Scom's vaguely stiffening member. She squeezed both eunuchs as tight as she could, which spurred them on to great efforts to please their love-making mistresses, their lips now competing against the ladies' own searching fingers.

Then, in a moment of rapture, Poppy felt another's cool lips across her bottom. Boy Jennifer had stooped to do what she had asked him to do whenever he could, to kiss her there, gently tenderly, passionately. She would not forget. When he was a eunuch she would forever let him look at her body and watch over her making love no matter with who, when or where.

Seeing Poppy take over her claim to be the wild child, chaste Tamsina sank to her knees before the eight-year-old and turned her face to hers and kissed her, opening her panting mouth with her tongue, urgent, questing, wet. The two maids undressed each other. Zebbie then kissed Tamisna's back and neck and her buttocks, and all else that remained receptive and unrestricted by her cold silver belt of chastity. Finally Flare put upon herself lightly on Boy Jennifer's back to shower him with soft caresses and kisses. His face was between Poppy's legs. His ache had turned to a throb and he wanted more than ever to cut loose his genital binding to rid himself of what lay within and bring to his darling Poppy the selfless love that only a eunuch can convey.

Only Lap stood aloof, the complete eunuch, he stood over the nine bodies now locked in their own paths to ecstasy to spray them with perfume, at once to arouse their senses further still with its heady sensual aroma and to cool their pulsating bodies.

Helena let out a shriek and her body seemed to crumple. They lay quietly still joined together, Poppy almost asleep with her hands still holding the eunuchs.

Next morning was quiet in the house. Tamsina had been released from her chastity belt and she and Poppy played together naked on the rug.

"Let's get a eunuch to play with," Tamsina suggested, and tiptoed into Delphine and Helena's bedroom where Vlav was sleeping at their feet.

She asked if she could take Vlav to play with and Delphine murmured her permission.

The rest of the morning Tamsina and Poppy used the boy eunuch Vlav as their plaything, putting lipstick and make up on him, finding some stockings to fit him and riding him around the round on all fours. His lithe body was complaint and willing. Like all new eunuchs he was rapidly becoming used to being the mere toy of girls and women, existing only for their amusement and pleasure. Jennifer crawled in to join them and Poppy took even greater pleasure in finding a nice shade of lipstick and some earrings for him.

"When can I become a eunuch?" he asked Poppy as she rubbed perfume into the boy's nipples.

"Soon enough," answered his favourite child-mistress.

"I don't want to grow up with boy's parts," he said quietly. "I want to be a proper eunuch so I can do everything for you."

Poppy promised to speak to Delphine and see if she could arrange it. She wanted him to be a eunuch too. She wanted to take off his genital binding and be able to give him playful little spanks on his bare bottom and pat him between his legs.

Tamsina meanwhile had taken Vlav to the shower. Poppy joined them. Vlav kneeling before and was very attentively soaping Tasmania's thighs and legs.

"He's good," she said.

"Jennifer wants to have his man's parts taken off," announced Poppy. "He's only a bit younger than Vlav and if he can become so good ever so quickly then I don't see why Jennifer can't."

"What do you want me to do about it?" asked Tamsina, easing open her legs for Vlav to wash her.

"We can both go and see Delphine."

Tamsina agreed and Poppy kissed her excitedly on the lips. She then looked down at Vlav busily attending to his duties.

"Mmm. A Petal Mistress and a eunuch, all to myself," she sighed, as she suddenly stooped to knock Vlav's knees from under him, laughing as he slipped over on to his back under the jet of warm, perfumed water.

Stay there, my pretty boy," she said as she stood astride him. Without a further word Poppy bent her knees and let forth a jet of her own, a pee pee all over the limp remnants of what in another time would have his growing manhood.

"Wow," exclaimed Tamsina.

"I think he liked that," said Poppy coolly. "Come on, he can clean himself up while Jennifer dries us."

Outside the shower room Delphine was waiting for them.

"What are you up to now to two?" she demanded. "What with all the shrieks coming from in there."

"Just teaching Vlav what's expected of him," replied Tamsina with a shrug.

"OK," said Delphine doubtfully. "But Poppy you're in demand again. You Petal Mistress is collecting you at five this afternoon. She wants to take you out apparently."

Poppy jumped up and down with joy. "I'd better get ready them," she said, with a gleam in her eye.

To be continued: Poppy and Madame Aristasia go to a party, where pretty boys are chosen for conversion to eunuchs on the spot.