Cleopatra The Emasculator Returns

by Pueros

The Queen Cleopatra most known to people today was actually the 6th Egyptian monarch to bear that name, just as her father and brother were two of many Ptolemys. However, this story concerns some of their ancestors who lived almost a couple of hundred years earlier and around whom certain historical rumours circulate.

(Egypt, 2nd century B.C.)

Cleopatra had returned to Alexandria. Her husband/brother Ptolemy had died unexpectedly, being found dead in bed after another night of passion with a couple of members of his boy harem. Both youths had quickly followed their Pharaoh into the afterlife for failing to protect their royal and sacred master.

The Queen was to oversight the funereal arrangements and then the coronation of her only child, yet another Ptolemy, as the new Pharaoh. She would then rule the country as regent until her 9 years old son was old enough to assume power.

The current royal Egyptian line was Greek, being incestuously descended from Alexander the Great’s half-brother, Ptolemy I, and so did not follow the penchants of previous dynasties for burial in pyramids or the Valley of the Kings. They were entombed instead near the current capital in structures that would not resist plundering and destruction over later centuries. They also did not follow previous practices that insisted that certain retainers accompany Pharaohs to their tombs. Nevertheless, Cleopatra had decided that there should be certain losses amongst her late unlamented husband/brother’s large retinue of servants. She was, after all, still deeply hurt by her loss of fertility and furious with the arrogant misogynistic role men played not only in her own life but within the whole of Egyptian society.

The Queen had the late Pharaoh’s remaining boy harem brought before her. The word ‘boy’ for the collection of young handsome males that Cleopatra carefully inspected was, she considered, a misnomer all were youths aged about 16, matching her late husband/brother’s taste. All were traditionally dressed in simple short white pleated skirts, although made of expensively rich material, with hair groomed in a neat bowl fashion. As was also customary, none possessed body hair anywhere, any trying to form being shaved away. There were ten surviving members of the harem and so their Queen declared ten days of official mourning for the late monarch before such sullenness could be ended with her son’s formal ascension to the throne.

(1st day of mourning)

The first chosen catamite was brought before the Queen in her large and ornate boudoir and he prostrated before her before being commanded by a quiet seductive female voice to stand. When the youth did so, he found that he had been left alone with the Queen, who was seated on a marble throne several paces behind which was a large splendidly draped bed.

The youth was grateful that the tightness of his skimpy attire prevented his erection from being too noticeable as he gained his second full sight of the beautiful 27 years old woman before him. She too had dark sparkling eyes and straight black hair, but the latter was coiffured in the traditional Egyptian style of royal females. The perfect curves of her immaculately proportioned body were easily surmised because her only garb was a tight sleeveless white dress, its single adornment being a broach containing a large ruby. The garment extended to the floor but had a long slit at the front running downwards from just below her loins, allowing her smooth lithe legs to be visible. However, what most intrigued the 16 years old, causing his face to blush and produce some beads of sweat, as well as his erection to quiver, was the dress’ very low-cut top. This revealed most of the fulsome splendours of her firm magnificent breasts, the tops of her nipples being visible whilst the remainder were clearly outlined under the taut covering material.

Cleopatra said nothing but just looked at the catamite’s own lovely form, happy to notice the slight protuberance at the front of his skirt and the obvious signs of intense desire in his eyes and on his face. The Queen then stood up and began to walk slowly around the nervous youth, viewing him from every perspective and intensifying the tingling sensations that were searing through his young body.

Cleopatra returned to the catamite’s front and advanced towards him, grasping the buckle that held his skirt in place. The surprised and embarrassed youth was powerless to prevent his Queen from releasing the clasp to allow his only cover to fall to the floor. A large full erection popped into view. The 16 years old closed his eyes in shame only to reopen them when he felt a nail running along his hard cock’s full length. The 27 years old monarch was playing with his penis.

Cleopatra continued to run the nail of her right forefinger gently up and down all sides of the catamite’s cock until it was pointing vertically and drooling precum. The Queen then gradually moved the digit’s attentions upwards through his navel and to each tit, before moving behind the youth to tantalise his spinal cord, buttocks and bumcrack, lingering at his pink sphincter.

The catamite was close to cumming but Cleopatra was expert at noticing the warning signs and so stopped her explorations. The Queen returned again to the intensely excited youth’s front and, standing before him, slid her dress over her shoulders and pulled it downwards so that her own only cover also fell to the floor. The 16 years old almost fainted in shock as the unparalleled magnificence of the woman’s naked form was revealed, especially the sublime orbs that comprised her curvaceous breasts and the little triangle of pubic hair that hid that which his rampant cock most desired.

Cleopatra approached the catamite and delicately grasped his damp vertical cockhead, repositioning it in a horizontal position, and invoked without a word an unanswerable command. The Queen began to gingerly pull the tremulous youth by his engorged penis towards the bed. As they proceeded, the 16 years old appreciated for the first time the unsurpassed glory of the creamy curves of the woman’s sublime bottom.

The Queen commanded the catamite to lie face-up on the bed. She collected a light wooden box, encrusted with jewels, from a nearby table. The youth recognised that it was the container that had held some of the late Pharaoh’s sex toys. Cleopatra opened the box and withdrew a gilded cord.

Without speaking, the naked Queen knelt to tie the cord to the catamite’s left wrist, causing his hard cock to quiver and drool more precum at the touch of her delicate hands. Cleopatra noticed the reaction, smiled enchantingly and leant over to give the youth a fulsome kiss. The feel of his Queen’s lips pressed against his own, with her tongue beginning to explore the innards of his young mouth, adding to the sensations resulting from her breasts also lying against his chest, almost caused the 16 years old to cum.

The Queen eventually stood again, having attached the other end of the cord to a bedpost, and removed another similar tie from the box. She then walked to the other side of the bed. The catamite’s eyes soaked in her immaculate form as she proceeded. Cleopatra noticed that the youth’s throbbing cock was pointing rigidly towards his navel, which had turned into a little lake of precum.

The naked Queen soon had the catamite’s arms and legs firmly tied to the four bedposts but the youth was not afraid for her late husband/brother had often enjoyed sexplay in this manner. The 16 years old’s unconcern seemed justified when Cleopatra knelt on the huge bed between his splayed legs and delicately moved his cock to the vertical before engulfing its damp rigidity in her mouth.

The catamite writhed in pleasure and knew that he could not prevent climax for too long as the expert oral ministrations to his engorged penis continued. He uttered low moans as his loins began to boil and, despite the bondage, began to rise from the bed whilst the copious sperm in his ball sac started to seek escape. The Queen recognised the signs and released the expectant member. She was rewarded with the sight of semen spurting directly upwards before gravity made it return in a wide arc to its producer, whose genitals, belly, chest and face were soon splashed with the white creamy fluid.

The naked Queen’s enchanting smile returned before she undertook, with great deliberation, the cleansing of the catamite’s body, using her tongue. She first licked the youth’s face free of his semen before moving downwards. The 16 years old’s cock was rock-hard again by the time that Cleopatra was sucking it clean.

Task not only to tidy up the catamite but also to reinvigorate him accomplished, the Queen, still kneeling between the youth’s splayed legs, returned her attentions to his lips. Their kissing was long and passionate, with the 16 years old’s desires fully restored as he felt Cleopatra’s firm breasts resting against him again, accompanied this time by the feel of her pubic hair against his throbbing cock.

Whilst the kissing intensified in passion, the Queen began to tease the catamite’s excited member by regularly introducing her vaginal opening to the tip of his penis before finally relenting from this torture and impaling herself on the large erection. Cleopatra then lifted and lowered herself with rhythmic frequency to achieve her own orgasm, indicated by breathless groans, an intensifying of the rigidity of her tits and a quivering of her whole body. Recognition of his Queen’s acute pleasure caused the youth to cum inside her.

Having regained her composure, the Queen removed herself from the bed to stand at its foot. She observed the beautiful form of the blushing catamite, his eyes tearful through ecstasy, chest pounding and cock still erect, apparently wanting more. Cleopatra eventually broke the silence by stating “You have a choice to make and you must make that choice now. You may have my ruby broach and depart royal service immediately in freedom or you may remain my slave for life. You will then serve me like all my other special slaves.” The youth knew that the value of the jewel would enrich him and his family.

The naked Queen collected the broach from her discarded dress and sat on the side of the bed to show it to the catamite in her left hand as her right forefinger gently teased his quaking cock. “What is your answer?” Cleopatra already knew what it would be from the youth’s expression.

Having secured the desired affirmative answer, the Queen removed another item from the box of sexual playthings, a very sharp knife. She returned to sit next to the catamite on the bed. He remained unafraid, expecting the weapon to be used to remove him from his bondage. However, it was to be utilised to remove something else.

The naked Queen fingered the delicious genitalia one last time before grasping the youth’s throbbing cock firmly with her left hand and placing the blade of the knife, held in her right hand, against the underside base of his scrotum. She leant forward slowly to kiss the suddenly puzzled 16 years old, happily observing again the still noticeable look of infatuated love in his lovely eyes as she did so. As their lips met, the Queen began her expert well-practised incision. Semen spurted into her left hand and blood poured into her right as the knife made swift progress. By the time the kiss was ended, the shocked and appalled catamite’s genitals had been severed and he was ready to utter his delayed agonised screams.

Cleopatra ignored the yelling and associated tears whilst she held up the severed organs, dripping youthful semen and blood, to carefully examine them before placing them in a bowl retrieved from the box. The Queen then detached an illuminating torch from the wall and used it to cauterise the new eunuch’s terrible wound before replacing the flaming implement and departing the scene.

It would be a few years before the recovered youth was again in the presence of his Queen, as his first assignment as a nullified eunuch slave was to perform menial work in the palace gardens.

(2nd day of mourning)

The naked Queen collected the broach from her discarded dress and sat on the side of the bed to show it to the catamite in her left hand as her right forefinger gently teased his quaking cock. “What is your answer?” Cleopatra already knew what it would be from the youth’s expression.

Having secured the undesired negative answer, the Queen removed another item from the box of sexual playthings, a very sharp knife. She returned to sit next to the catamite on the bed. He remained unafraid, expecting the weapon to be used to remove him from his bondage. However, it was to be utilised to remove something else.

The naked Queen fingered the delicious genitalia one last time before grasping the youth’s throbbing cock firmly with her left hand and placing the blade of the knife, held in her right hand, against the underside base of his penis. She leant forward slowly to kiss the suddenly puzzled 16 years old, unhappily observing again the still noticeable look of love for another in his lovely eyes as she did so. As their lips met, Cleopatra began her inexpert little-practised incision. Semen spurted into her left hand and blood poured into her right as the knife made swift but clumsy progress. By the time the kiss was ended, the shocked and appalled catamite’s scrotum had been sliced open and he was ready to utter his delayed agonised screams as his Queen searched for the testicles that she wanted to sever.

(3rd day of mourning)

The third catamite was an altogether different specimen of youth for his acute homosexuality had prevented any arousal whatsoever.

The naked Queen fingered the delicious genitalia one last time before grasping the youth’s flaccid cock firmly with her left hand and placing the blade of the knife, held in her right hand, against the underside base of his penis. She leant forward slowly to kiss the suddenly puzzled 16 years old, unhappily observing again the still noticeable look of disgust at the female form in his lovely eyes as she did so. As their lips met, Cleopatra began her inexpert little-practised incision. Semen did not spurt into her left hand but blood did pour into her right as the knife made swift but clumsy progress. By the time the kiss was ended, the shocked and appalled catamite’s penis had been severed and he was ready to utter his delayed agonised screams.

(4th day of mourning)

The naked Queen fingered the delicious genitalia one last time before ignoring the youth’s throbbing cock and tying a cord extremely tightly around the underside base of his ball sac. She leant forward slowly to kiss the suddenly puzzled 16 years old, unhappily observing again the look of love for family in his lovely eyes as she did so. As their lips met, Cleopatra knew that it would not be too long before he was ready to utter his delayed agonised screams as the lack of bloodflow to his ball sac began to take affect. The 2nd catamite was dying slowly as a result of her clumsy gelding and the Queen did not wish to repeat her mistake as she wanted her victims to live to enjoy their emasculation. She had therefore chosen an easier and less dangerous, although even more painful, method of unmanning those who resisted her charms and accepted her broach.

(5th day of mourning)

The naked Queen fingered the delicious genitalia one last time, realising that there were still another five days of mourning to come.

THE END

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CLEOPATRA THE EMASCULATOR RETURNS

by Pueros