I, however, had been awake all night...standing at the foot of the bed wtching her sleep. I was nake, gagged with a 5 inch penis gag, my hands cuffed behind me, a collar around my neck, and a rather unique device holding me secured to the bed post.

A very thick and tight 8 inch metal tube, called a Princes Wand, had been inserted into my urethera, with a side post screwed into it, thru my existing Prince Albert piercing. At the end of the wand, was a ball plug, so I couldn't piss, or cum, unless Jan let me, with a 1 inch diamater ring in it...thru which a padlock secured me to a ring in the bed post.

When room service entered with Jans breakfast...the steward asked if she wanted anything for me.

Jan smiled and handed him the huge banana from her tray.

"Put this in is ass" she said

"He can eat it later!"

The steward pulled my butt plug out, peeled the banana, and carefully stuffed the almost 10 inch banana into my butt!!

After Jan ate her breakfast...she got up to shower...looked at me and apologized for not offering me some coffee!

Pouring a fresh cup, of steaming hot cofee...she teased me about liking sugar in it, she sweetened it...then stepped behind me and raised it between mt legs...submerging my poor balls into the scalding hot coffee!!

"Too sweet?" she laughed as I began to struggle and scream thru my gag! My balls were onfire and my sack was practicall blistered!!

"Don't cry Baby..." she whispered...

"You won't have to worry about them much longer..."

The time share...on a private island, was apparently a resort for rich people....Jan was loaded...I was just her dirt poor husband! I was led behind her, naked on a leash attached to the ring on my cock! There was other single women, and men, even a couple or two, with similar slaves, all males, no women slaves.

As the "richies" ate and drank, swam, played tennis, or relaxed around the pools, us "slaves" served them...bringing them drinks, giving massages, rubbing their feet, applying lotion to their glistening bodies...one slave was even sucking the cock of a male guest, Sir Robert, while he chatted pleasantly with MY wife!!

Obvously Jan decided to buy....so my fate was sealed! That night I was taken to the clinic, where Jan signed the papers to make me the official property of the resort.

I was placed on a table with my legs in stirrups, with Jan, holding my hand, at my side to watch.

I was at least numbed...but awake...as the doctor, removed a wide strip of my scrotum down the middle...and quite calmly removed my treasured testicles! Next, a one inch wide strip of flesh was removed fron the underside of my cock. My cock was pulled downand back, and pressed to the underside of my body, between my legs, so that my cock head..was pointed back, now located just above my asshole!!

With raw flesh against raw flesh...the remaining "flaps" of skin from my ball sack was stitched to the sides of my cock!

I was pretty heavily medicated for almost two weeks...before I was allowed up. My cock was now permanant...tucked backwards between my legs...where my balls weren't anymore!

I joined other eunuch slaves and husbands as servants on the island. Pubic hair was forbidden, and where it was, a tattoo of our new feminine names was...mine was...appropriately..."JANET".

Jan stayed another month, to supervise my new sexual training....I became an oral expert,on women...and men....in two weeks, of hours and hours of daytime and nightime sessions, I learned to deepthroat on her new boyfriend Robert...who spent every night with her...my nights were spent in a nearby closet, where all I could do is listen and wait to be called for further service.

I was also used for anal sex!...and the real reason for my cock surgery became apparent. When I was being fucked...the movement of a hard cock in and out of my ass...rubbed back and forth on my cock head...and the even lubed, sliding in and out, back and forth against sensetive head of my cock...was agony!!

"Anal Sex" Jan laughed..."is surely a mans idea...so let you MEN....both enjoy it...and suffer from it and leave us poor women to our pussies!!"

Jan left with Robert...and had me declared dead and for the insurance...The resort of course provided the death certificate and declaration of burial...but she returns every year for a month, with a new victim/donation for what we call Gonad Island!