Paradise Island
By: GeldedBoy

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[STRAIGHT] [TESTICLES] [Female Domination, Piercing]

The story of a Pacific Island, run by women where males are considered to be inferior and are castrated by law. Just a few males are kept intact for the pleasure of women..........




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Paradise Island

Chapter 1. The Voyage Out

The island of Tahiti was just dipping below the horizon as the small coaster ploughed across the calm waters of the Pacific.

Standing at the ship’s rail were four women and three men. All were in their late twenties or early thirties, and all were looking forward to a new life on Paradise Island.

As they stood watching the island slip astern, a loudspeaker behind them clicked on and a female voice asked the passengers to assemble in the main saloon. They had taken their seats in the saloon and chatted amonst themselves when the door opened and a strikingly beautiful woman in her early forties entered.

"Good afternoon, I am the Captain" she began, "Welcome aboard the Amazonia. I trust that you have all had a pleasant trip, so far." The passengers all nodded. "Good," she continued. "The voyage to Paradise Island will take about another 6 hours, and as we are now well clear of the land, there is no need for you to wear clothing. That rule applies to the crew of this ship, as well as to the passengers. In fact, from now on, you will find that clothing is unnecessary." The passengers looked at one another and smiled nervously.

The Captain noticed their nervousness and went on, "In order to avoid any embarrassment, I would ask all males to assemble on the main deck, forward of the bridge, where my Chief Officer will show you to your cabin, where you will undress and shave your pubic area. You will find shaving equipment in the cabin. After that, you must not to come aft of the bridge."

She reached over to a bell push and pressed it. A few seconds later a male steward appeard. She instructed the male passengers to follow the steward and when they had all left, she joined the female passengers and sat down.

 

 

 

"You will find cabins allocated one deck down from here. Again, I would ask you to shave your pubic area and you will find shaving things in your cabins. If you have any problems, feel free to ring for a steward for assistance."

She noticed looks of slight panic cross the faces of the females before her and smiled at them. "Don’t worry," she said, "All the male members of this crew are eunuchs and won’t give you any trouble. Finally, could you assemble in here in about half an hour, and I will give you some more information about the Island." The passengers nodded and the Captain left.

By the time she got back to the bridge, the Chief Officer was there, naked and looking down onto the foredeck. The Captain went into her day-room and stripped off her clothing, then joined the Chief Officer on the bridge. On the foredeck were the three male passengers, all naked and shaved, soaking up the afternoon sun.

The Chief Officer nodded towards one male, lying face up on a hatch cover and murmured to the Captain, "Just look at the package on that one. I wonder what will become of him?" The Captain followed her gaze and gave a quick laugh. "They’re alright, if you like that sort of thing. Not for me, however. Why don’t you go down and issue the sample bottles, then you can have a closer look." The Chief Offier nodded her acknowledgment of the order and left the bridge.

Half an hour later, the Captain went down to the saloon and greeted the now naked passengers assembled waiting for her. "I hope that you found your cabins to your liking ladies?" she enquired. "Yes, thank you." They replied.

"Good," she continued, "Now that we are all more comfortable, I’ll give you some background information about the organisation of the Island. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask them as we go along. First, now that there are no males present, my name is Francesca"

She began by telling them that the Island had a population of just over 300, of which some 230 were female. The Island was owned by them and was governed by an elected body of 30. All were women, as males were considered to be inferior.

 

As far as males on the Island were concerned, they were considered merely as workers and were known simply by the number tattooed on their shoulder. Certain males had a letter ‘S’ before their number, which indicated that they were service males, and had special duties.

One lady enquired what these special duties were. Francesca smiled and said that she would be coming to that presently. When the community first moved to the island, the only requirement for males was that they had to be sterilized. However, within a very short time, there was growing problem amongst the males, over the number of women available. Fights broke out over many of the younger women and life became intolerable. Matters came to a head after two young women were raped. The culprits were soon caught and, by public demand, were castrated for their crime.

In response to mounting pressure from the female population, the Council considered what could be done to improve matters and proposed that all males on the island should undergo castration. Whilst this proposal received general approval, there were a significant number of women who strongly objected, as they wished to enjoy the occasional attention of a male. Consequently, the Council amended the proposal, to allow a small number of men to remain intact, but these were to be kept in a secure compound and were to be available to any woman. The vote on this proposal received unanimous support and became law. In order to select which males were to remain intact, women who required their services were permitted to vote and the 10 males who received the most votes were kept. The remaining were publically castrated using a burdizzo clamp.

Subsequently, any male arriving on the island was taken to a holding centre, where they were registered, had their number tattooed on their shoulder and circumcised, if necessary. The following day, all new males are paraded in the market area and any females present could view and select which males, if any, were to be kept as service males. The selected male are returned to the holding centre and given a vasectomy. All remaining males are castrated immediately.

 

 

 

 

The female passengers nodded and smiled at each other. One passenger, Helen, enquired what would happen to her husband, who was with her on board. Francesca replied that he would be dealt with on arrival, as there was no need for him to go for selection. She could be present for the dual operation, if she so wished. Helen nodded her approval and said that she would love to see him fixed, as it had long been her desire to have him castrated

Castrated males, once they were certified to be free of erections and sperm, were offered to the female population as workers. Service males were kept in special accommodation, for the pleasure of those females who required the attention of a male from time to time, but not until they had been certified sterile. It was then that they acquired the ‘S’ prefix to their number. Service males were only permitted to be in that role for a period of 2 years, after which they were castrated and their ‘S’ prefix became a figure 8. Females who required a service male could book one for a period of 24 hours, after which time he must be returned to the service male compound. A female could only request a particular male once in any month, but could have as many males as she liked in the intervening time. As all males on the Island were incapable of fathering children, contraception was unnecessary.

Finally, she concluded, all male members of this crew, and indeed, all males on the Island, have pierced cocks with rings in them. That is to show that they are certified eunuchs. Those with a bar through the head of their cock are service males. Once they have completed their service, they are permitted to keep the bar, but also had a ring in it, after they’ve been castrated.

Meanwhile, when the Chief Officer left the bridge, she went to her cabin to collect the numbered sample bottles for the male passengers. She crossed the main deck to the three males who were sunbathing. She looked down at the man lying on the hatch cover, admiring his package. She offered him a bottle, which he took. She then gave the other two males their bottles. "A sample of semen will be required on your arrival in port, so you may as well provide it now. So that you don’t forget which number is yours, I will write it on your shoulder." She then wrote each male’s number on his left shoulder, using a thick, felt tipped pen.

 

 

The man whose package she’d been admiring spoke up, "Why do we have to do that sweetheart?" The Chief Officer frowned. "Firstly, I’m not your sweetheart, and secondly, you’ll soon find out why." She turned to return to the bridge, but found her way barred by the same male, whose cock was beginning to harden. Looking him straight in the eyes, she grasped his balls and squeezed them quite hard, making him gasp with pain. "We don’t permit that sort of behaviour on this ship." she informed him. "Now if you will all be good enough to go to your cabin and provide the samples, I will collect your bottles in 15 minutes." With that, she let go of the man’s balls and went back to the bridge.

Several hours later, the Amazonia dropped anchor in the Island’s harbour and a launch came alongside. A female official boarded the ship and the Captain conducted her to the males cabin.

"I am from the Island Immigration Service," she announced. "Once I have checked your entry visas, you will be taken on board my launch to the Island holding centre, where you will remain until you have been certified fit to join our community. Those of you who require circumcising will be operated on this evening."

The men looked at each other in amazement. "Who mentioned anything about being circumcised?" said one of them. "On this Island, Number 75, " replied the official, "All males are required to be circumcised on arrival. If any male objects, he will be held in custody and returned to Tahiti on the next ship. He will also be prohibited from ever coming here again."

After checking their visas and sample bottles, the male passengers followed the official to the launch and went ashore to the holding centre. There they were told to wait until called, and to help themselves to food. The food they found in the waiting room consisting of bread and fruit, together with large jugs of orange coloured fruit juice. After they had eaten, they settled down in comfortable chairs to wait their fate.

 To be continued...........



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