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My Mistress's Needs My Mistress and I were lying on the sofa watching Jay Leno do his opening monologue. Monique was gently nibbling on my ear while her hand brushed under the elastic of my briefs and I felt my small penis in her fingers. She rubbed and toyed with the penis for a moment and then rubbed her palms up and down along my empty sac. She squeezed the sac in her hand and told me how much pleasure her balls had given her these past few weeks. "You do understand, R.J., that I love you dearly, and your sacrifice of love has brought me incredible pleasures, but still there are other needs to be fulfilled?" "Yes, my dear Mistress. I understand fully. That's why I'm so happy you asked Steve to come to our home tonight." Not a moment later a knock was at the door and I arose and went to answer it. Though we'd never met before, I knew this was Steve. Steve worked as an orderly at the clinic downtown and my Mistress had met him while on a visit to see her doctor. Steve was a handsome black male, about 32 years old, 6'5" tall and about 210 lbs. He had played all state varsity football during his high school days and then went into the army where he was trained as a medical assistant. He had been married to a nurse he met while in the service but that marriage had ended in divorce over two years ago when his wife came home and found Steve in bed with another nurse from her shift. Steve had floundered around and realized that he needed some order and discipline in his life. I welcomed Steve to our home and he entered the living room. Monique arose from the couch and opened her robe. Steve walked to her, knelt down, and held my mistress tight as he began to suckle at her breasts. "Steve is so affectionate, don’t you think he's just darling R.J.?" I nodded yes. Monique tugged at his elbows and he stood tall, his 6'5" frame towering over her 5'2" height. "And let me show you what's so ver special about Steve, R.J.". She undid the buckle of his belt, pulled the zipper open, and lowered his pants and briefs together. Her hand went under his manhood and with two hands she held out the most massive cock I had ever seen. "Wait till you see it fully aroused, R.J." my mistress said as she gently massaged the shaft. She knelt and licked at the massive head, the size of an orange, and the cock grew to almost a foot in length and as big around as my forearm. "R.J., why don't you retire to the guest room and Steve and I will share our bedroom tonight?" I was thrilled and proud that my mistress would permit me to serve her and welcome her lovers to our home. Without a word said I nodded and walked up the steps. I could hear the sounds of passion coming from the bedroom down the hall. In the bedroom Steve was in the missionary position giving my mistress the sexual thrills which I could not provide. He began breathing so heavily when Monique pushed at his chest and put him on his back as she climbed over him and, with both hands around the massive shaft of this mighty black cock, she began to bite and suckle at the head. Soon she felt the tremors within. She got on her knees and with her right hand she began stoking and puling up an down with all her might till jets of thick white cream shot from the ebony cannon. Shooting several feet in the air. With that my Mistress began breathing so heavily and reached over to the bedside and pulled her Ben Wah balls from their case and pushed them inside her. Her breathing got harder and harder till she screamed out, "R.J. I love you!" and then collapsed on the mattress. After some time had passed Monique and Steve were lying in each other’s arms. Monique was playing with his manhood and gently masturbating the black cock to return it to its glory. "Monique, you were incredible. But I thought I could satisfy you. Why did you need those toys?" To which my mistress explained that these were not toys but the balls of the man she loved. "Steve, for a woman to truly be loved she must know that her man loves her and her alone and places her happiness above all else. When a man is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice of love then and only then is there true bliss and love. My R.J. offered up his balls to me and I took them and had them made into these BenWah balls, and only with them can I have the intense orgasm that comes from sex and love. "That's the love I wish I had give to Sherry. I would do anything to get her back. Seeing her at the clinic each day and knowing that I blew it has made me miserable". "Would you sacrifice your manhood to get her back?" inquired my Mistress. R.J. is bound to me for life as my eunuch, would you become Sherry’s eunuch to beg her to take you back?" "Yes, I'd do anything". My Mistress went to the telephone and called her daughters, asking them to come over right away. Monique knocked at the door to the guestroom and told me to please watch some television and leave she, her daughters and Steve in privacy for the next few hours. I knew what was going to happen in our bedroom. Late that morning I went downstairs and prepared some breakfast as everyone came and sat down about the table. Mistress Linda looked at me and said that she had really enjoyed herself this morning. "When we cut your balls out, R.J. it was fun because it was the first castration Mom and I had done together. But, Steve was really a thrill. After I had prepped him I couldn’t resist jerking him off for his last real orgasm. We already have his balls out of the sac and it was a thrill playing with them while pumping that black meat. I never saw a guy come so much. And right after the last spurt Mom cut the cords. It was really great. My Mistress sat down at the table and placed a glass canister on the tabletop. In it were Steve's balls. "Now Steve, I'm going to gift warped this lovely decanter. You take to Sherry and tell her that you want to prove your love, devotion, and faithfulness to her. Tell her that this gift is for her, whether she takes you back or not. For a man's balls are a gift he gives only to one woman, It is up to her to accept the gift or to reject the gift and dispose of the contents. But you never offer your balls to a second woman; it's just not done. Do you understand?" "Yes Mistress Monique. How can I ever thank you?" By being as true to Sherry as R.J. is to me. We finished breakfast and Steve, Linda, and Rhonda left the house. My mistress turned to me, dropped her robe to the floor, and said, "Well, now we're alone in the house. You have no idea just how excited I am. It's time you returned to our bedroom" I put down the last of the dishes in the cupboard and followed my Mistress up the stairs. Steve's New Life Six months had passed since the night Steve had come to visit with my Mistress. He was no longer working at the clinic as Monique had inquired about him on her last several visits. Interestingly enough, Sherry was no longer working as a nurse there anymore. Coincidence or had my Mistress brought these lovers back together? It was Thursday evening around nine and my Mistress and I were in the living room watching Seinfeld when a knock came at the door. Not expecting any visitors I went to answer the door and found a beautiful young black woman, late 20’s, maybe 30 years old at the most standing there. She was statuesque, easily 5'10" (and in heels she stood above my own 5'11"), around 180 to 190 lbs., with shimmering black hair pulled back, and a fitted leopard skin (look alike) dress, with a deep V cut front, revealing what I judged to be a 46 D-cup. Her lips were full and in deep ruby wet look lipstick. "Yes Miss, may I help you?" I inquired. "Oh, you must be R.J., I've so looked forward to meeting you. My name is Sherry. My husband Steve is parking the car and he'll be here in a minute." For a moment I was unsure but she quickly, realizing I wasn't certain of her identity, said:" Your Mistress was the woman kind enough to castrate my husband. Since Steve became a eunuch our lives have been bliss and we just remarried and we owe it all to Monique and had to come to thank her." At that moment Steve came up the steps and I welcomed them both into our home. "Mistress, you'll never guess who's here. It's Steve, with his WIFE, Sherry." Monique jumped up from the couch and walked across the room to embrace Sherry and welcome her. "Please sit down and I'll have R.J. put a pot of coffee on for us." I walked to the kitchen and started a pot of macadamia nut blend, which I order, from Hawaii as a special treat for my Mistress and her guests. I could hear them speaking from the living room. "You couldn’t imagine my surprise when Steve came to my home that evening, pleading with me to let him in. I was so bitter after our divorce that I swore I'd never speak to him again. He told me that he was sorry for the past and was now a new man and could prove it. Naturally I didn't believe him and told him that once a skunk always a skunk. But he begged me to buzz the door so he could put a very special gift that wold prove he loved me in the lobby. He promised he'd wait outside till I came down and only then, if I'd invite him in, would he come through the front door to the apartment building. So, I buzzed the door and on the security camera I could see him enter the lobby, put a beautifully wrapped gift -- I really do have to compliment you Monique -- on the table, and then he exited. I went downstairs, got the package, and brought it back up to my apartment. Out the window I saw him still standing downstairs near the lobby entrance. So, I undid the bow, and was careful to save the beautiful wrapping paper. Then I opened the box and pulled out the glass jar, and my eye nearly popped out of my head. Could these things be what I think they were? Were these Steve’s? I was practically in shock. As a surgical nurse I've been in the OR to see many prostate cancer cases and knew what human balls looked like. But, I'd never seen a set outside the hospital. I opened the window and yelled to Steve that I was going to buzz him in. In a minute he was at the door to my apartment. He came in and put his arms out to embrace me, but I warned him not to come within six feet of me. I asked him the meaning of this gift and he told me that he had met a woman who was profoundly in love and had castrated her lover to bind them together. He told me that the one sure way for a man to prove he'll be faithful and never cheat is to offer himself up to be a eunuch. And that he decided to make this offer to me to prove he really loved me. Frankly, knowing that as an orderly he has access to the OR to clean up after surgery, I felt he may be trying to deceive me by showing me some poor fellows balls that he had taken from the medical waste receptacles. I ordered him to strip and when he did I saw his sac, the loose skin just hanging there. And then I realized that he was sincere. I embraced him and asked him to share my bed that night. We had a wonderful time that night. It took some extra manual stimulation from me to get him hard, but he soon rose to the occasion and he fucked me as never before. As weeks went by it became more and more difficult for me to get him aroused. I taught him how to make love to me with his tongue and he's become quite good at this. When we first went together I gave head but never got it in return. Then I noticed that his magnificent cock was changing. From the lack of hardons the muscles were loosing mass and his cock, which was almost 9'" when soft was now barely 7" soft. And he just couldn’t seem to gain any erections anymore. I told Steve how I had loved his cock and wanted to feel it in me again asked him if he were willing to make any sacrifice to please me and show his true love. He said he'd never deny me any pleasure. One day, after work, we left the hospital and went next door to the medical office building where Jane has her office. Jane is a urologist and we've known each other for years. She's been a big help to my career and always requested me in the OR. Jane and I had talked about Steve and she told me that in time that his cock would shrivel away from atrophy. She had an idea and now I had decided to take action. I took Steve into the dressing area and told him to undress. I changed into my scrubs and took him into Jane's outpatient surgi-center and had him lie down on the operating table while I gave him an IV drip to sedate him. Once he was well sedated I told him that now he was going to prove his love and devotion as Jane was going to restore that magnificent cock I love so much. Jane was gong to come in and perform a penectomy to remove the cock from his body. Jane was a nature lover, especially of birds, and in college took up a hobby in taxidermy, stuffing birds. She was going to preserve and restore Steve's severed cock and make it into a dildoe that could please me for years to come. Due to the shrinkage the stuffed cock would be about 8" long and about three quarters the thickness it once was. But it would be hard forever and never go soft. Steve was whispering now and nodded for me to lower my self and I put my ear to his mouth and he told me that he loved me and no sacrifice was too much. That was about six weeks ago. He spent the next two weeks recovering from surgery while Jane prepared my dildoe. As soon as Steve was feeling well enough we took sabbaticals from our jobs and we had the travel agent book us a two-week vacation in Las Vegas. The first night there we got remarried. We took a honeymoon suite at the hotel, and Steve strapped on the dildoe that once was rooted in his groin and made love to me the whole night through. It was better, much better than our first honeymoon. We got back last week and Steve and I have talked so much about you, and how if it hadn’t been for you we'd never have found that our love was so true. And now I want to help repay your kindness, Monique. You see, I used to get insanely jealous when Steve made love to other women. I wanted his cock all to myself. Now that Steve's given it to me, I love this magnificent cock so much that I feel I have to share it with my girlfriends. It's really too selfish of me to be the only one to know its feel. And so, Steve and I are going out of town this weekend to visit from friends, and we wanted you to have a few days of real sexual bliss." And with that, I saw Sherry reach into her oversized handbag and pull out Steve's dildoe cock and a strap on harness. Turning to me she asked Monique, "Monique, is it alright for me to undress your eunuch and put on the harness?" "Of course, Sherry, please help yourself". And so Sherry undressed me, put the harness around me, and then attached the dildoe. " I'll see you soon my love" Sherry said as she knelt down and caressed the severed cock. And Sherry looked at Steve, motioned for him to follow her, and they went to the door. My Mistress came to me, and took the black cock in her hand and pulled, leading me to the bedroom. "Now R.J., lets see if you can use that as well as Steve did." She kissed me and turned off the light. It was an experience we'd never known a journey into unexplored waters. I lay there in our bed as my Mistress placed her feet along my sides and lowered herself onto Steve's cock. It had been years since my own cock had lost its life and I had forgotten what it was like to thrust a cock into a woman's deep tunnel of love. Now I was arching up and meeting my mistress with a cock not my own. It was a strange sensation. Like being in a menage trios with only two of us present. Through the night we were both filled with passion as I mounted my Mistress and worked the massive black cock in and out of my Mistresses pussy, rubbing the thick black head on her blood engorged clitoris. Thrusting from behind as Monique was on hands and knees. And then reclining on the mattress as my Mistress suckled and devoured the cock she last made love with when still part of her paramour Steve... I felt the warmth of the sun stream across my face as I awakened. It was almost 10 AM. The passion spent that night had left me exhausted and I had slept several hours past my normal wakeup. I stretched me arms and gave a muted sigh. I scratched along my chest and instinctively my hand lowered to my crotch. I scratched and pulled my empty sac out from my body and my finger rolled over the limp remains of my cock. And then I snapped to attention. Where was it? I looked over and my Mistress was still sleeping. She had rolled onto her side and I saw, in her hand, snuggled against her cheeks, she held the black cock that she had loved when it was part of Steve, and then again last night as I wore it strapped on between my legs. Monique opened her eyes; she looked at me, and put her hand on my cheek. "Good morning R.J.", and she rolled off the mattress and walked to the shower, the black cock still in her hand. I followed her but when I placed my hand on the doorknob I found the bathroom door locked. I walked down the hall to the guest bath and took my shower. Down in the kitchen I had prepared breakfast and was pouring a cup of coffee for my Mistress as she sat down at the table. Her eyes were clouded over and she was muttering under her breath... "Oh, Steve, I love you cock." over and over. I asked her how she was and all I heard was "only a couple of days left Then Steve has to go home Sherry". I waited by the sink for my mistress to finish breakfast; I pulled the chair from the table for her and cleared the table. She left the room and I did the dishes. When I finished I saw that she was seated on the couch watching a morning talk show. I left the house to take a walk. That afternoon we were sitting on the porch and my Mistress told me that while she absolutely adored her Ben Wahs and appreciated the gift of love I had made, there were times that nothing could match the thrill of a thick and massive cock in her pussy. "R.J., I had thought about taking off your cock and having it stuffed, but the surgery and the later atrophy has ruined its usefulness as a dildoe. It's barely two inches long and wouldn't give me much of a thrill." ....... "I'm going to ask Sherry to introduce me to Jane, the doctor that did such a wonderful with Steve's cock." That Sunday night Sherry came knocking at the door. I went to answer the door but my Mistress jumped up from the couch and ran to the door. She opened it and asked Sherry inside. "R.J., there's some groceries that need to be stacked in the pantry. Please take care of that while Sherry and I have a moment together." I waited patiently for an hour till Monique came to the pantry and told me to return to the living room. "Sherry and I had a long talk. She told me that Jane has a fine collection of dildoes and supplies them to some of elite women of society. There are so many car crashes and other catastrophes that rob young men of their lives. Jane has access to the morgue and doesn't see why their cocks have to die with these men. What a waste to bury healthy man meat in the ground, when she can give those cocks new life. Sherry called Jane on the phone and we made an appointment to visit Jane at the hospital at 2 AM on Saturday night. We're going shopping for cock!!!!" "Remember R.J., this isn't about you. I don’t want you to feel neglected because I'll be choosing another man's cock. You know that your pleasure is first in my mind. I'll be happy to serve you in any way I can Mistress.". And she kissed me on the cheek and went walking up the stairs Sherry and my Mistress met at Jane's office. "Monique, it's so nice to meet you" said Jane. "I examined Steve after the castration and was quire impressed by the professionalism of your work". My Mistress thanked Jane and told her that she did take pride in her castrations, but that she never saw it as work, only as a labor of love". As it was early in the evening Jane set our some coffee and Danish in the conference room and went on to tell Sherry and my Mistress about her philosophy of preventive medical care. "So, you see, with genetic screening and family history analysis we're able to pretty much pinpoint high risk for prostate cancer. It's hard to believe that so few people realize that this is the leading cancer cause of death among men. I'll bring in a patient, together with his wife, mistress, or girl friend, and advise them of the health risks, which are likely to befall them. My medical recommendation is that these men be castrated as soon as possible to prevent the incidence of the cancer. Often the men are shocked and there partner apprehensive over loss of the sexual relationship. I advise them that castration would not hurt, and will actually help, to bring them closer together. I point out the reduced risk of "tomcatting" from the lower sex drive, and suggest that oral sex can be even more satisfying than intercourse. For those who will want penetration I suggest the use of dildoes. For a special few, like Sherry, I offer customized dildoes of their husbands cocks." Sherry offered " I can't tell you how wonderful our sex life is now. Of course, if Monique hadn't been kind enough to take Steve's balls out Jane and I would never have gotten together to discuss her special services. Fucking is so much better when you have control of the cock. Now it's YOUR pleasure that the cock provides, and not the mans." Jane went on to say " The most important thing is to bond the wife, mistress, or girlfriend with her eunuch. I counsel these women that they much understand that their partners are entering a new life and that they must be attentive to their needs as eunuchs. The man you once loved has evolved to a higher plane, I tell them. As a eunuch the self-centered lust and focus on shooting their jets of sperm through their hard cocks will be gone. Your eunuch will be concerned only with your every pleasure." My Mistress inquired into the bonding. Jane continued, " I use the surgi-center here in my office for the castrations. The wife, mistress or girl friend helps to prep her partner, and is present the entire time. When I open the sac and expose the balls, I let the woman take the surgical scissors to cut the cords and free the balls. In this way, they are the ones actually performing the castration itself and their eunuchs will devote their love to them." "Don't some number of these eunuchs still get hardons and want to fuck around?" asked Monique. "I assure the women that this won't happen" Jane answered, " much like what happened by unfortunate circumstances to your eunuch (Sherry has told Jane everything Monique had discussed about R.J.) I do as a preventive matter, Once their partners have cut the balls loose, I make an incision on each side of the penile shaft. On each side is the corpora cavernosa, those cylinders that hold the spongy erectile tissues. I cut them out on both sides and then make a small incision just above the base of the cock and sever the nerves. This way their cocks won't get hard again and will shrink down in size. They really are happier this way you know." My Mistress agreed telling Sherry and Jane about how much happier RJ was now that she had made me her eunuch. "Most of the women ask me to preserve their eunuchs balls. A few take them home but most have asked me to put them on display in my patient collection. Would you like to see them?" Both Sherry and my Mistress said yes, and Jane asked them to follow her down the hall to a locked door. Jane unlocked the door and entered. There, in a display case along one wall, were several shelves holding beautiful cut glass canisters housing the balls of their patients. A plaque with the name and a passport photo of each patient was on the base of each unit. There were more than two dozen canisters of balls in the room. Along another wall were letters of thanks from the women involved, all telling the doctor at how their marriages or relationships were improved by her surgery. "As for the dildoes, I've done that for five wives and girlfriends after castrating their husbands / boyfriends. Except for Steve, he's the only one to be castrated already when brought to me by his wife. Also, I have prepared ten dildoes for some wealthy career women on order." Sherry turned to my Mistress and said, "That is why I asked Jane to see you. I'm so indebted to you for your kindness and thoughtfulness in castrating Steve and sending him to me, balls in hand, as an offer of devotion, that I wanted you to have a special reward. From what you had told me R.J.'s cock just wasn’t worth cutting off as it's shrunken down to nothing. I want you to have a cock that you’ll really love and be proud to own. Jane is really good at this and as a special favor to me she's going to make you your own special dildoe". "You see, Monique, many of our young men, when applying for drivers license, have elected to become organ donors in the event of a traffic accident. If we can use their hearts lungs and eyes to help others, why not their cocks. While I would never harm a man and remove his cock unwillingly, there is nothing in violation of medical ethics, as I see it, to harvest their cocks along with the internal organs." "I see it's getting close to midnight", said Jane," let's go next door to the E.R. and see whose come in. If you see anything you like we'll go back to the morgue and harvest the cock for you" The ladies all smiled and my Mistress thanked Sherry and Jane for their friendship and for the closer bonds they were about to share. Then they all left the office and made their way to the hospital. It was only a short walk across the parking lot to the hospital. The night sky was lit from the flashing red lights of the ambulances, one after another, puling up to the emergency entrance. What a sad commentary that on a Saturday night there was so much crime, violence, and especially DUI induced loss of life. As my Mistress entered the building with Sherry, walking swiftly behind Jane, there was shouting and tumult as all pandamonia seemed loose as the residents, interns, nurses, and triage teams ran every which way to attempt to treat the influx of emergency patients. Jane pointed to a waiting area and asked Sherry and my Mistress to wait there. The staff was short handed as this night was worse than most and Jane was drafted into service. Monique and Sherry watched Jane run up to the doors as the drivers rolled in four transports. Nurses were already alongside attempting to treat wounds and hooking IV's. We saw Jane and another group of doctors enter OR-1 with two of the transports. A half-hour went by and the loudspeakers blasted "Code Blue OR-1". 15 minutes later Jane came out to the waiting area. Her hair was soaked and matted as she removed the surgical mask and cap, her gown covered in blood. "What a tragedy. A Fraternity coming home party. Four frat brothers had obviously partied too much and were on their way back to the frat house when they swerved off the road and hit a light standard. One was DOA at admitting and another had broken ribs but otherwise seemed okay. We think the DOA was driving and the "lucky" one was the back seat passenger behind him. The other two were on the right side of the car, which was the side that plowed into the light standard. Both were very bad. There's massive internal bleeding in one and though we stopped it he's in a coma and it's touch and go till morning, whether he's going to make it. The fourth one .... well, I think you heard the code blue. He didn't make it." Sherry had gotten a coffee out of the vending machine and handed it to Jane who now collapsed on the nearest chair. "I think you'll recognize the poor kid who died. His picture was in the papers last year when he was all public quarterback in high school. He played freshman ball this year and was the odds on favorite of making varsity as starting quarterback next year. His name was Brian Hall, Poor kid, only 19 years old." Jane was exhausted. My Mistress is not a sports fan but Sherry knew all about Brian. He was a 6'1" 175 LB young man who had broken all public league records while in high school. Everyone was sure he's go on to be a star in the NFL one day. He had those rugged good looks, blandish hair, blue eyes, a strong but not overly sculpted build, and a winning personality. And now he was gone. A few minutes later Jane looked up said, "..from death is life, the circle of nature. A strong young man like Brian will live on... his eyes will make another see, his heart will save another from premature death, his liver will save a child with cancer.. and his cock will bring years of happiness to you Monique." The three women went to the elevator and then proceeded down to Lower Level 3, the morgue. The pathologists had removed all the internal organs and Brian's remains had been put into a refrigerated drawer. The late shift was now on break, It was 2:30 AM. "Let's go ladies", said Jane as she led them inside. Jane wheeled a bed to the wall and opened the drawer to reveal poor Brain. "Come here Monique, and tell me if this meets with your approval", said Jane. Monique stepped up to the drawer and Jane pulled down the sheets. Jane reached down and held up the cock with both hands to display it to its prospective donee. It was relatively thick and looked to be about 5" in its flaccid state. Jane stretched it out and said, "It'll be about 7" when cured and stuffed." My Mistress nodded approval and Jane wheeled over the instrument tray and harvested the cock. She placed it in a refrigerated container and told my Mistress to bring me to her office that afternoon. Sherry drove my Mistress home and, as I had been waiting by the door all evening for her return, I opened the door and greeted her cheerfully. "I'm so happy R.J., I've got the perfect cock to go along with the balls I harvested from you last year. The set will be complete very soon. You'll go to the doctor’s office with me later today, but first I have to get some sleep. Please be sure to waken my at 11:00 and have breakfast ready. At about 1 PM I pulled into the medical building parking lot. On Sunday afternoon it was almost empty. Only a few doctors came in on Sundays to go over patient charts and work on billings. My Mistress took me to Jane's office. "Good afternoon Monique, I'm so happy to have you back. I think you'll be pleased", the doctor said. She then turned to me and asked "Monique, so this is your eunuch. He seems very nice and you've had nothing but good things to say about him." "Now then, the best way to fit your new cock for comfort would be to remove your eunuchs cock, it's atrophied and really of no use to you". "No, Jane, I've spoken to R.J. and he'd like to keep his cock. He's been so loyal to me that I promised him I wouldn’t have it removed." responded my Mistress. I was so proud to be her eunuch. She cared for me and would always do what was best for my happiness. "Please have your eunuch disrobe and bring him to the casting room" the doctor said to my Mistress. Naked, my Mistress, taking my little cock in her hand, led me to the casting room. "This is a quick setting solvent" said the Doctor. "Lower his cock into it and let it sit for about two minutes." After that time my cock was pulled out - with some difficult - leaving an impression. The doctor then poured plaster in the impression to make a casting of my cock. What I'm going to do Monique, is make a sleeve inside Brian's cock so its fit over R.J. cock. When in the harness in this position it will be almost as if the cock were sewn in place, so your eunuch can give you a better fucking." "Here Monique, look at this dildoe I'm ready to deliver to Sylvia Shenkman." Monique knew that name, Sylvia was the top divorce lawyer in town. "Sylvia brought her husband in about a year ago to be castrated. She didn’t want his cock as she felt it was too small at only 4" fully erect so she asked me to find another. Now she wants one even larger. She checked the bankruptcy records at the federal courthouse and found out that Sammy Schlong a/k/a Leroy Johnson, the porno stud star was about to lose his homes, the Rolls Royce, everything. Sylvia agreed to pay off his debts and give him $25,000 in cash for his cock. He really had no choice. My Mistress walked over to the cabinet and Jane opened the doors and took out a box. She undid the top and pulled out the dildoe she had made for Sylvia. I had seen Sammy Schlong in the movies but it was hard to believe what was in front of my eyes. A huge black cock about 14" long. "Now look inside Monique" My Mistress peered inside and saw the leather sleeve which is how it would fit over Sylvia's husband's cock. "That's what I'll be doing in Brian’s cock so it'll fit well on your eunuchs cock." My Mistress was thrilled. "When do you think it'll be ready, Jane." asked my Mistress. "I'll have it for you on Tuesday of next week". Take your eunuch to my friend Nancy's leather shop and she'll custom fit a harness for you that will fit perfectly on your eunuch. I was thrilled to have so much attention given to me. Soon I'd have the honor of pleasing my Mistress with this beautiful young cock. It made me so happy to know that I'd be able to fulfill all of her sexual needs. What more could I do to show my undying love and devotion. It was Tuesday afternoon when my Mistress told me it was time to go downtown to Nancy's Leather Boutique. In the center city shopping district, a few squares off the main street, were old four story brick buildings dating back to the last century, which housed quaint specialty stores and shops. Nancy was a striking woman. In her early 40's I would presume, she appeared to be about 5'10", but with stiletto heels she towered well over me. She was dressed in a tight leather dress with black stockings. Her hair was red and her eyes green. A most imposing woman. "Welcome Monique, it's so nice to have you back" said Nancy as we entered the shop. "I think you'll be delighted with the finished product. Dr. Jane had the package delivered by courier yesterday and we completed the fitting earlier this morning." She pointed towards the tri-mirrored fitting area and asked Monique " Please tell your eunuch to undress and stand on the pedestal in front of the mirrors." My Mistress gave me those instructions and I entered the fitting room and removed my clothes, folding them neatly, and returned to the mirrored area. My Mistress told Nancy, "Please feel free to instruct my eunuch on want him to do. R.J. listen to whatever Nancy says". Nancy pointed to the pedestal and motioned for me to step up. In her hand she held the custom fitted harness. An assistant then brought out a box and Nancy opened the box and took out what had been Brian's cock, now my Mistress's new cock. "This certainly is one of the most beautiful cocks I've seen. Dr. Jane does extraordinary work, don't you agree Monique?" My Mistress took the cock in her hand and looked it over, bringing a smile of delight to her face. She approached me and showed it to me, asking "R.J. what do you think of my new cock? Isn't it divine?" I was pleased that my Mistress was pleased. I know the pleasure she took her balls which had once been mine, and though my own cock could bring her no pleasure, I felt so happy that I'd be privileged to pleasure my Mistress with her beautiful new cock. After a moment my Mistress handed it back to Nancy. "Now then eunuch, please stand on the top step and spread your legs, putting your feet about two feet apart." With that Nancy reached around me and put the leather harness about my waist, feeling the fit. She then removed the harness and fitted my Mistress's cock into position. She reached under me from behind and pulled my limp cock with her left hand as she positioned the sleeve of my Mistress's cock over it. Once lined up she reached around with both hands and pulled the harness against my pelvic area and then fastened the belt behind me. Nancy looked me over, and told Monique, "I'm not really happy with the fit. I want it to be perfect so you'll get the maximum pleasure from your cock". Standing in front of me she cupped her right hand and reached below the harness and I felt a tug on my empty sac "There's the problem, Monique, the sac is getting in the way of a perfect fit. But that's easily corrected. I suggest you take your eunuch back to Dr. Jane and she can trim the sac so the fit will be perfect.. Nancy stepped down from the pedestal and sat in a chair beside my Mistress as one of the shop assistants brought out a teacart and poured two cups. "Monique, you’ll really be happy with this fitted cock. I've made several for clients of Dr. Jane over the last year and each woman has told me that this was the best thing they've ever done. Each and every customer I’ve served has told me that their eunuch lover was much much better in bed after his or her cocks were removed from their body and fitted for pleasuring their woman. Your eunuch is only the second one where we fitted the cock over the eunuchs own cock. Most women, of course, harvest their cocks from their husbands or boyfriends, but in those cases where their lover's cocks were inadequate, they had the eunuch's cock removed. Only Councilwoman Sylvia did like you and kept her husband's cock in place." "Monique, what I really would like to do for you is, after you have Dr. Jane remove your eunuch's sac, would be to take it and cure the sac to a lovely leather carrying case for your balls." My Mistress thought that would be a good use for the sac and she told me to get dressed and that we'll drive over to the medical office building. Dr Jane delighted to see Monique and asked her to take me to the surgical center at the end of the hall and to put the harness on me. The doctor entered the room and said "Yes, I see the problem. I certainly don't want an ill fitting or you won’t get the maximum pleasure from your new cock. I'll take off the sac and have it sent over to Nancy's store later this afternoon. Your eunuch will experience very little discomfort from this procedure and it'll be over before he knows it." That evening I prepared a very special dinner for my Mistress. I set dinner in the formal dining room and brought out our finest china and sterling silver. The lights were dimmed and a fire was lit in the fireplace. I served a lovely Bordeaux to my Mistress and carved the chatueabriand with baby peas and roasted potatoes. For dessert I had prepared a cherry flambé. We dined at leisure and looked deeply into each other’s eyes. The reflections of the fire twinkled in our eyes. We savored each morsel. And when we finished my Mistress beckoned me to her side of the table, I pulled the chair and took her hand. Then she took my hand in hers and softly whispered, "it's time". And she led me up the stairs to our bedroom. The night of passion was like none we'd ever shared. I used my Mistress's cock to bring her ever pleasure of penetration, and with the ben wah balls she brought herself to the ultimate climax. We fell fast asleep in each other’s arms. Our union was now complete. I was bound to my mistress as the keeper of her cock and source of her balls. My life was totally devoted to her pleasure. And I was the happiest I had ever been in my life. All from the love I was able to share with my Mistress.
