The young doctor smiled disarmingly to reassure the frightened boy. But in truth she was thinking how much she would enjoy getting the charming and oh so pretty little angel on her table and under her knife. But she could not let him know that. She needed to proceed with caution lest he be scared off. She said, "Don't worry Jiri, you are safe with me. I'm not going to try to talk you into anything that you don't what to do. All I want is to help you better understand your feelings. Now what would you like to ask me?"

The boy was too embarrassed to come right out and say it. For a while he just sat there with his mouth closed looking at his feet. After a while the doctor said, "Perhaps this is a bit too much for you right now. Shall I call your mother and have he come to collect you?"

"No," Jiri said finding his courage, "I don't want to leave yet. I have questions about what you do to boys, how you turn them into eunuchs."

"It's true that I castrate boys," the doctor said. "Some people think that what I do is barbaric and cruel. But I make sure that the boys I change feel no pain and I've seen many young boys transformed into beautiful, healthy and happy young eunuchs. Do you know any eunuchs Jiri?" she asked.

"Just one, my older brother Elijah, He's 12. He's a full nullo," the boy replied.

"Dose you brother like being a eunuch?" she asked.

"I guess," Jiri answered reluctantly. "He's a slave at a really fancy resort on an island. He has friends there and he makes really good money. He didn't really have a chose about being fixed. One day his owner just ordered it done. I guess he's okay with it. He doesn't seem to mind too much. He isn't mad at his master."

"But it bothers you?" the lady doctor asked.

"Sometimes I have nightmares about it being done to me," the boy answered true. "The strange thing is although these nightmares scare me silly at the same time they thrill me like nothing else. Something about them is just so much fun."

Jiri's nightmares were almost too intense for the boy to deal with. Jiri would dream that he was tied to a table about to be cut as others, looking on, enjoyed his plight as waves of humiliation washed over him. In his dreams Jiri would fight desperately for escape but resistance was futile. And there was more, something deep inside Jiri didn't want to escape. Something deep inside the confused mind of the child wanted to see the blade remove his boyhood and leave him smooth, a nullo just like the brother he loved. Then he would awake and find himself safe in his bed but trembling in a cold sweat. His little penis, a rock hard four inch spike of boy flesh pocking up between his legs. Jiri would reach down to hold it, relived to find that he still whole. But at the same time he would wish that the dream could have lasted just a little longer so that he could have seen it taken from him. His emotions were so powerful and he couldn't really understand them. It was all so confusing, like a war inside his mind. He didn't know if he wanted to stay a boy or become a eunuch.

"Jiri," the young and very attractive doctor said, "What you are describing is not so unusual. Many boys are frightened by castration but at the same time they are fascinated by it. Usually the more a boy knows about being gelded the less it frightens him. Now tell me about your brother Elijah. How did you feel when you first discovered he was a eunuch?"

"I was shocked the first time I saw him naked. After he was cut I mean," the boy explained. "But I was interested as well. I wanted to look away and I wanted to look closer. I wanted to blot it from my mind and I wanted to learn more. I don't really know what I want any more and that's the problem. I feel so mixed up."

"Do you feel that nullification has made your brother something less than a complete child?" the doctor asked.

"No!" the boy said forcefully. "Elijah is still Elijah."

Do you think that Elijah is now some sort of freak?" she asked. "Do you love him any less for being a nullo?"

"He's no freak!" Elijah all but yelled. "Castrated or not I still love him. Nullificaion dose not turn a kid into a monster!"

"Jiri I didn't mean to upset you," the doctor said. "I'm just trying to make a point. Often times boys feel that castration will diminish them. They are afraid that others will see them as handicapped or as objects of pity. They are afraid that once they have lost their penis' and are no longer able to make love they will not be loved. But you know that's not true. The fact that your brother doesn't have a penis does not make him any less complete. I does not mean that his friends and family will not love him. It doesn't mean that he can't enjoy being loved."

"I once watched while a teenage boy made love to Elijah," Jiri said. "I liked watching it happen. I think that maybe I might like to be a eunuch and have a boy like that take me but I'm afraid. The boy undressed Elijah as his kissed him and told him he was beautiful. I could see that Elijah loved what the boy was doing to him. But but once my brother was completely naked the boy used a thing on him. He put Elijah in a harness. It was made of black leather with silver studs and it held Elijah's hands behind his back so that he was completely helpless. At the back there was a leash so that Elijah could be lead around like an animal, like a pet. I don't know why the boy did that. Elijah was not trying to get away or anything. Elijah wanted to be f***ed. When the boy put his dick inside Elijah's butt, well I don't think my brother had ever been happier. I even think that he enjoyed being harnessed but I don't really know why. Dose being a nullo make Elijah want to be treated like that?"

"I sometimes boys as well as eunuchs like to be bound," the doctor explained. "I don't think that it has much to do with castration one way or the other. Sometimes being placed in a harness feels good. It might feel good to let someone else take total control of your body."

"I guess," Jiri said, "But I still don't understand it."

"Well perhaps this will help," the doctor said as she produced a gift wrapped package from under the table. "Open it," she said.

Jiri pulled away the bright and festive paper and what he saw made his gasp. It was a beautifully hand tooled boy harness and it had his name embossed along the chest strap. The leather was red and glistened like a polished gem. The studs were silver and glittered in the light. It was both beautiful and horrid. Tentatively, as if he were afraid of being burned, Jiri touched it with the tip of his index finger. His heart was pounding so hard that he felt he could hear the rush of blood flowing though his temples. His breath came in shot little gasps. His penis was so hard it ached. The young boy was so overcome with emotion that he was unable to speak.

"Will you let me strip and harness you?" the young doctor asked. "I think it would help you to better understand your brother."

Jiri was unable to resist and the doctor smiled as she began to remove the boy's clothes.