Princes 9

Chapter 9 – Displeasure

(Topkapi Palace, Constantinople, March 1484)

Black eunuchs did not arrive to collect the naked Edward and Christian from their demeaning positions, quietly kneeling in front of the bed on which they had just been debauched, semen, mixed with a little blood, dribbling down the insides of their legs from their painful rectums. Two of Bayezid’s young emasculated catamites, bearing broad smiles on their faces, eventually came instead to return the 13 years olds to the throne-room next door.

The koceks were faced with a scene similar to previously, when they had performed their degrading erotic dance for their new master. The Sultan was sat on the throne, being attended as before by nine boy eunuchs whilst sweet musical tones flowed around. However, two box chairs had been placed next to each other on the tiled floor, facing the throne. The escorting duo had been half of the foursome who had been standing in reserve near the musicians and the other half were now sitting crosslegged, one behind each chair, holding a handle apiece.

The deeply apprehensive Edward and Christian were soon to discover the purpose of these handles after they were instructed by their escorts to sit on the chairs, positioning their sphincters against a small round protuberance in the centre of the seat. The two young eunuchs then tightly strapped the nude boys’ limbs to the front edges and the arms of the chair, securing them immovably in place, and gagged their mouths. Bayezid nodded to their crosslegged counterparts, who began to turn their handles slowly. The two koceks both blushed vividly and uttered muffled surprised groans as their already sore anuses were invaded by dildos sized to fill their rear orifices to the full. Each escort whispered the same sentences in an ear of each agonised boy. “For displeasing your Almighty Master,” they said, “by not being able to control your penises. You will remain here until you cum again, with the last to do so staying in his chair until he cums a second time!” Both penitents immediately developed goosepimples.

The four spare eunuchs took turns to revolve the handles remorselessly, initially to accompanying stifled moans and sobbing. However, the seated boys’ flaccid cocks, fully exposed between splayed legs, gradually began to rise as the pain from the dildos’ regular thrusts into their insides slowly transmuted into pleasure as their prostrates started to appreciate the attention afforded by the contraptions.

The chairs had been brought to entertain the new koceks from the Forbidden Palace’s punishment chamber, very well equipped to inflict a wide range of chastisements and to which, in return for dropping the supper tray, Selim had decided to take his latest young eunuch. A black eunuch, ingeniously expert in the art of inflicting pain, presided over the establishment. After suffering the usual prolonged prostration from the man, the Ottoman Prince ordered that the petrified Richard be manacled and suspended off the floor, whilst he went to inspect the array of paddles, canes and whips.

The smirks on the faces of Bayezid’s eunuch concubines were not as full as might have been expected as they observed the facial and genital contortions of Edward and Christian. They found the koceks’ predicament amusing but this was tempered by the realisation that they themselves were literally incapable of rising to the challenge facing the 13 years olds.

Edward and Christian had spent over half an hour on the chairs when their cockheads, drooling precum, almost simultaneously emerged from under the foreskin cover of their uncut throbbing vertical penises. The spectators realised that the boys were very close but most changed their minds several times about who would achieve first climax. Those who finally chose the young Dane were to be proved correct as white fluid oozed gently out of his penile slit and ran down his engorged member. Disappointingly for the watchers, there was no spurting of semen as the lad had spent most of his reserves during his earlier two orgasms of this balmy spring night. However, this initial lack of spectacle was compensated for soon afterwards as the former English Prince produced a little white fountain, resulting in his scrotum being fulsomely smeared with his own seed. For his efforts, he was rewarded with the delights of the dildo for a further hour before he was capable of another, much less dramatic ejaculation.

Selim decided to be merciful as the beating would undoubtedly be the first of many of the 10 years old eunuch’s life. He selected a hard wooden paddle, this one kindly without perforations, which would have caused far worse wheals. The Ottoman Prince stood behind the former English Prince, now nothing more than a miserable emasculated miscreant slave. Richard, attired in his tiny thong, was already crying quietly in terror before he felt the paddle rub teasingly against his bare rump. The tremulous boy became much louder when his 13 years old master delivered the first blow that reddened the left bumcheek. A second strike quickly followed, adding symmetry to the crimson marking.

The suspended and screaming Richard, face awash with tears, swayed gently as a rain of hits were applied to his bottom, already very sore because of his earlier deflowerment. The boy’s worst suffering occurred when the paddle straddled the bumcrack or landed on the very sensitive areas between upper leg and buttock. However, Selim became bored and a little tired after inflicting sixteen blows and threw the implement to the floor. A 13 years old hand felt the now purple 10 years old backside, the fingers relishing in the heat that had been created and the agonised winces their touch induced from the victim.

Selim, always wanting to experiment, asked the fawning black eunuch whether he had any new devices of torment that could now be tried on Richard.

(To be continued in Chapter 10 – ‘Conquests’)