My duties included running errands for the Master and his women, babysitting and generally being a friend to the girls. Being small, white and not attractive, Marcus rightly perceived that I was no threat to the Harem and I had done well for him and more than two years later the Harem had grown to eleven women (three of them had been introduced by me). There were plenty of babies too. The girls liked me and were comfortable in my company, often walking around naked in front of me. Although I was no threat to the girls, the frustration of seeing gorgeous naked women daily was difficult for me to tolerate. On top of this I would hear the girls being pleasured by Marcus on an almost daily basis. I knew that my tiny four inch prick would be laughed at by women used to Marcus's long, thick tool, but a tiny erection became evident more and more as I went about my duties as a Harem Slave.

One day two months before my nineteenth birthday, Marcus told me something would have to be done to remedy the situation and in his view castration was the best option for me. I knew he was right. No woman would want my tiny prick and I realised that the removal of my testicles would release me from my terrible frustration. The Harem debated how my castration should be carried out. Marcus favoured crushing my testicles as a quick method of sterilisation, but, to my relief the girls pointed out that this was a dangerous method of castration and could seriously damage me. Jen, one of the Master's newest girls and my old school friend, suggested an alternative. Her cousin Tanya had recently qualified from Vetinary College and was working in a practice not far away. As a newly qualified vet, Tanya was still paying off her student debts and was keen to make extra money. Perhaps she would remove my testicles surgically. Jen enquired of her cousin and it was arranged that I would be castrated in four days time.

Strangely enough from the moment Marcus told me I was to become his Harem Eunuch, I felt totally calm about the whole thing and had already accepted my new status.

It was very late on a Friday evening that Jen drove me over to the little Vetinary Practice where Tanya worked. Only Tanya and one other member of staff were on duty and the practice was closed. I remember a feeling of slight anxiety as I entered into the operating room, but that apart I was totally calm. Tanya, was a very pretty youung woman in her early twenties with beautiful thick, long black hair and dark eyes. She smiled a welcome and sat down with me to explain the procedure she was about to undertake and to check that I had no medical problems she need be concerned about. I listened calmly and all the time, Jen held my hand keeping me calm and relaxed. At the end of the interview, Tanya asked me if I was sure that I wanted to proceed and I just answered "Yes please".

I undressed and Tanya, checked my blood pressure and then examined my genitals. Despite the fact that she was an extremely lovely young woman, my little prock di not respond to her touch remaining limp. It was as if I had already become a Eunuch! Jen had already shaved my groin before we set out for the practice, so all was prepared. At Tanya's bidding I mounted onto the operating table. A couple of pillows were place beneath my bottom to elevate my genitals and at Tanya's command I spread my legs wide.

Although I couldn't see the procedure, Tanya kept up a continuous commentary throughout. The first thing I felt was the cold of an antisceptic cream being spread around my testicles and the surrounding groin area. Tanya then told me that the most painful part of the procedure was about to take place: the administration of a local anaesthetic to numb my testicles. Jen held my legs as Tanya injected a fluid into my spermatic cord to the right of my penis. A second or two past and then a wave of searing pain hit my senses, causing me to grip the side of table hard. She waited a moment and then repeated the procedure on the left side. The pain seemed less intense, but I was relieved when after a minute or so (it seemed like an hour!) the pain began to lessen and I started to relax. The Tanya sat down and chatted to me and Jen. She spoke of her boyfriend in Australia, her student experiences in Edinburgh and she spoke to Jen about the unborn child Jen was carrying (Marcus's latest triumph). I was totally relaxed and could feel a numbness creeping into my groin. From time to time I saw Tanya checking my testicles and later Jen told me that she was pinching my balls with ever growing strength to see if I had any feeling in them. After about fifteen minutes she must have been satisfied that all was ready and she told me that if I wanted to back out, this was the very last chance. I said I wanted to be castrated and that was that!

Tanya started by making an insertion down the centre of my sac. The sac was not being retained, so she didn't have to worry about neatness. Her fingers entered the sac and she exposed my right testicle. I felt no pain, but as she pulled to expose as much cord as possible, I felt a tugging in my stomach. She clamped the cord and after waiting a few moments, she severed the cord and held up the testicle for Jen and I too see. My only reaction was one of amazement at the length of cord that had been removed. The remaining cord was sutured and then the procedure was repeated on the left testicle. Jen was allowed to make the final cut that and with that Tanya anounced that I was now a Eunuch! Quickly and skilfully, Tanya removed my sac and washed the wound before applying stitches, more antisceptic cream and then dressing the wound.

Half an hour later Jen and Tanya helped me from the table and covering my lower half with a blanket, I stumbled out into Jen's car and was driven home and to bed where I stayed for the next five days!

My life as Eunuch has been a true liberation. I no longer feel envy and frustration as I see the naked women and hear their screams and shouts as they have sex with Marcus. Indeed I enjoy the pleasure they get from sex and love talking to them as "one of the girls" in a way! The girls love to see me naked and they enjoy playing with my tiny shrivelled prick, little bigger than a big clit! In fact my penis now receives regular feminine attention, something that never happened when I was a complete male! I recriprocated Jen's support by supporting her when she gave birth some eight months after my castration!

I am glad I accepted my castration with such equinimity and would recommend castration to anyone who has no need of his testicles!