Life settled back into some sort of routine after Steve’s castration. To be honest it was quite boring at times. Steve’s shifts as a eunuch took away some of our social time, though when we were free Steve shied away from socialising much as he was still embarrassed about being a eunuch. Most of our friends and acquaintances had found out by now. My sex life too was dull. We had never been rampant in our sex life but had what I guess was a normal one. They say you never miss something til its gone and that was true of Steve’s balls. I masturbated a lot to relieve the tension, and Steve to be fair still offered cunnilingus to me. I let him do it sometimes to make him feel better. Even if he brought me to orgasm I still felt unfulfilled. I suppose it was inevitable that sooner or later I would do something to relieve my sexual frustration but what happened first took me by surprise.

Shadeen our young cleaner was constantly urging me to take advantage of the stud service. I suppose she and other local women were used to castration as a way of life almost. She had had several boyfriends, some of whom had become eunuchs. This meant she was eligible for the stud service which she used frequently. She took great delight in describing the details of her visits there especially if Steve was in earshot. She was a bit of a minx with Steve. She would tease him by bending over to reveal all parts of her body when she was cleaning around the flat. He said it didn’t bother him as he was used to a lot of taunting from some of the younger girls in the harem. They would send for him to attend them for bathing and massage duties. I also found out via Shadeen that his duties also included shaving the women s pussies. The girls would feel his cock teasing him for not getting hard and ask him to fuck them when they knew he could not.

One day Shadeen was as usual talking about sex. She asked me if I got horny and what did I do. I told her about my frequent masturbating. She was surprised that I didn’t possess a vibrator. I wouldn’t have thought I could buy one here anyway. I’d never seen a sex shop. Next day she came in grinning. She reached into her bag and produced a big black dildo. She started doing a sort of erotic dance and though still dressed began putting the dildo between her legs and running it over her boobs. She came over to me and started doing the same to me. I don’t really know what happened but I just felt myself getting wet and I just let her take over. It wasn’t long before she was fingering me through my panties before saying “ lets get this inside you “ referring to the dildo. I ended up sat back in an armchair minus my panties legs apart as Shadeen knelt in front of me. Within a couple of minutes she had fucked me with the dildo to an intense orgasm. I couldn’t really take in what had just happened but it did feel good. I didn’t feel any desire to touch Shadeen sexually but she didn’t seem to care and before long she too had brought herself off by using the dildo while I just led back and watched. I think I stroked her hair while she was doing it. Afterwards, Shadeen just said that I didn't need a man or a cock to have a good time but then she giggled it does help though. Inevitably she went on about the studs again claiming that what I had just experienced with the dildo was only a fraction of the feeling I would have with one of their big cocks inside me.

A few months later Steve’s contract with his company was coming to an end. He was informed by the authorities that he would be free to return to England then and that his eunuch duties would stop. I had kept possession of the dildo during those few months and put it to good and frequent use. I had even got Steve to use it on me. I had had it in mind for some time that before returning to England I would use the stud service once. Shadeen of course needed no encouragement to make the arrangements. We agreed to go together, in fact I wanted her there for moral support I guess as I still felt apprehensive not about the sex but about being unfaithful to Steve even though he was a eunuch. Nevertheless I found myself with Shadeen one afternoon at the palace. We were ushered into a large marbled room in the middle of which was a large hot tub and Jacuzzi. Two young female attendants helped us undress before we slid into the delicious and soothing hot water. The attendants stood by for several minutes allowing us to relax and take in the vapors that rose from the water, before removing their robes and getting into the tub too. They proceeded to bathe us all over although they did not linger in any sexual way. It was wonderful. Afterwards they toweled us dry before giving us a short massage with some stimulating oils that made me tingle all over. Shadeen lead us into an adjoining room. It was like an elaborate dormitory. There were six beds spaced well apart each with silk screens around them. There were thick patterned carpets which my toes sank into as I walked. There were beautiful tapestries hung on the walls. The lighting was low with scented candles and fragrant oil burners.

Two men in robes walked in. See you later laughed Shadeen as she grabbed one of them and dragged him off to a bed. My guy was a good looking man probably in his mid twenties. He had a nice smile. He asked me if this was my first time. He then just slipped off his robe to reveal a lean fit body. I immediately looked down at his cock which was long and semi hard. I guess these guys are pretty used to what eunuchs wives need. He wasted no time in leading me to a bed, taking off my robe and lying me on the bed. There was no foreplay which was a relief. I’ve had enough licking and fingering from Steve to last me a lifetime. I just needed a really good fuck, and that was exactly what I got. This guy whose name I never found out took my hand and placed it on his cock. I eagerly stroked his cock which sprang into action. My only fleeting bit of guilt was when I held his balls, but it soon passed. God !, holding a pair of balls in my hand with a thick long stiff cock staring at me. It had been a long time.

I’ve never been a great one for sucking cock but I had to have this one in my mouth for a few seconds. Soon my eager legs had been pulled apart and his wonderful cock slid slowly into me. Its quite hard to put into words just how good having a really good fuck feels but I guess the women reading this will understand. He offered me a variety of positions. My favorite was riding on top of his hard cock. It seemed to go on for ages but we were limited to a 30 minute appointment. I came twice. This guy was a machine and I got the impression he could fuck all day. Although he had a condom on I didn’t want him to come inside me. In fact I don’t think he was that bothered about coming at all. I suppose he had other women to service later. However I had an overwhelming desire to see some spunk, I don’t know why. It had never bothered me before Steve was castrated. Anyway I got him to take off the condom and lie on the bed and I sat to the side of him and proceeded to give him what I must say was a really great hand job. I could feel when he was about to come and with my other hand I squeezed his lovely balls hard and wanked him faster till the spunk shot everywhere. I’ve never seen so much of the stuff. And that was it. Thanks I suppose to Shadeens persistence I got fucked.

It was fantastic.

There was no emotional side to it, just a pure physical experience. Shadeen told me later that some of the local women will do anything to get a fuck with the studs. To this end they will try to find out from local officials which single men are on the list for future castration and eunuch duties. They will then try to get attached to these unfortunate men either by offering them sex before their balls come off or even plain bribery. If successful these women then of course become eligible to use the studs once their men are castrated. There are even local stories of wives bribing officials to put their husbands on the list for castration just so they can get a fuck with the studs. I don’t know how true these stories are but I can testify to how good the fuck is. Well that’s it for now. Steve and I have returned to England and things have been difficult. I will write more about that next time. Please feel free to leave any feedback. I have found most of the messages to be very kind and supportive. I would be interested to hear from any women who have had to cope with the unwanted castration of their man, or any men who have suffered that fate if they want to talk to me, though I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Best wishes to you all.