SEXLESS IN SAIGON

A captured American G.I. is raped by the Viet Cong male soldiers.
He is then seduced and castrated by a group of V.C. women. After
his castration, he is kept by the enemy to serve as their eunuch
fuckboy to service the needs of the gay Viet Cong.

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			      SEXLESS IN SAIGON        

	The Vietnam War was a exciting event for young G.I.s such 
as myself. As a tough
Marine I looked forward to going to war. I was a strong, tall, and 
well hung male at that
time. Nine inches of pure manhood. A period of  captivity by the 
North Vietnamese and
the razor sharp knife of a Viet Cong female changed my life 
drasticly. This is my story.
Upon arriving I was facinated with the beautiful Oriental ladies. I 
fucked as many as I
could, both the street whores as well as those looking for a ticket 
to the states. I had no
intention of taking one back with me. All I wanted to do was drain 
my balls on their
faces, and while on R&R, that is what I did. However while in the 
jungle I became very
horney and irritable. Weeks without sex was too much for me. On our 
search and destroy
missions we would search all the homes we could. Good looking 
females found in them
were violated. We took out our frustrations on their bodies. They 
would be fucked and
their pussies would be left full of American G.I. cum. It is no 
wonder that the favorite
method of torture the Viet Cong inflicted on G.I.s was cock and 
ball torture performed
usually by a seductive and sadistic female V.C. soldier or 
prostitute. This pain was
almost always followed by the castration of the unfortunate 
captive. It was revenge for
the crimes commited by some of the G.I.s. On one of my patrols I 
got separated form
my unit. As I desperately tried to find my way back, I fell into a 
booby trap. It was a
six foot hole with sharp bamboo spikes pointing upwards. Many men 
were impaled 
by these deadly spikes. Some through their groin. One pierced my 
upper left arm,
and another narrowly hit my cock and balls. It grazed my inner 
right thigh. As I lay 
there helpless, I hear male and female voices. They were Viet Cong 
and they took 
me out of the trap. As I was forced to march to their camp, I then 
knew that I
was the one who was going to be fucked. My first purpose was to 
satisfy the desires
of the Viet Cong homosexual soldiers. They had many in their ranks 
and it was 
acceptable to them. Also, many of the V.C. were females. Two 
attractive women 
escorted me to a table. They stripped me naked and bent me over 
face down.
One female Viet Cong said, “G.I. with big dick now be whore”. She 
took out a 
sharp bayonet and placed it against my balls. She said, “beg to be 
fucked G.I. 
or I cut open your sack. I had to beg over twenty Viet Cong men to 
fuck my 
ass. Some I had to suck to ejaculation. This whole time I was 
forced to maintain
my own erection or the sadistic bitch would cut off my balls. Each 
ass fucking
hurt more as a group of females gathered around and laughed and 
taunted me.
About fifteen of them, all dressed as hookers wearing heels, 
stockings,and tight
short skirts really enjoyed me being made to perform the same sex 
acts that 
they do on men. These whores I found out, were there to satisfy the 
sexual
needs of the straight V.C. men soldiers. One whore said, “cut off 
his cock 
and make him eat it”. She also, I found out later was raped by 
several American
G.I.s a year earlier. I could see in her eyes that she enjoyed 
seeing the enemy
American soldier boys suffer. Finally, when the men were through, I 
was turned
over to the whores. Now I knew how those women that were raped in 
villages
felt as I saw cum and blood flow down my legs from my swollen ass. 
I was 
bound spread eagle to a wood frame face up. I had a four foot long 
bamboo
spike placed at my asshole by a beautiful V.C. female warrior. She 
said, “you
no move G.I. or I fuck you ass with sharp stick. It hurt you 
bookoo!. The leader, named
Lei, a V.C. officer, had strong shapely legs and large breasts. She 
approached me 
first. She said,”Can big man get dick big too? If no, I cut it off 
and put it with 
others.” At that point, a whore walked up to me and suspended a 
covered object 
above my eyes. When the silk Viet Cong flag that covered it was 
removed, I was 
shocked. Ten penises with scrotums neatly sewed were hanging on 
fish hooks
one foot from my face. They were large, they had to be American. An 
eleventh
hook was empty. Lei said,”If you cum too soon, I cut off manhood 
and hang it 
on hook.” She pointed at the empty hook with a knife that had a 
long curved blade.
She placed the knife in my mouth and I held it with my teeth. 
Several hookers 
approached me and stroked my cock, all exposing their tits and 
legs. Once I 
was erect and full of cum, Lei bound my scrotum and the base of my 
cock with 
a wet leather strip. The blood could not leave my dick. As the 
leather dried, it
shrunk causing more restriction and pain. I heard them talking. 
Each was going 
to play with my cock. The first woman to make me cum would have the 
honor
of slicing off my genitals and sticking the severed organ on the 
empty hook.
One at a time, the sexy whores stroked me wildly. The sight of 
their tanned 
breasts swaying in front of me and the feel of their soft hands and 
stockings
against my skin drove me crazy. I had not fucked for two weeks and 
I was 
about to explode. I held it in for dear life because I would not 
only be 
castrated, but my man juice shooting out of my prostate had no 
where to 
go with my plumbing so tightly restricted. The pain would be 
excruciating.
I did okay until a hooker named Ling mounted me. She had the most 
beautiful 
body and face. She put het hands around my cock and brushed her tits
against my face. As she stroked me, Ling reached down with her left 
hand
and massaged my testicles. That was it! My whole midsection writhed 
in 
pain. My semen shot in and out of my prostate and was desperately 
trying to 
enter my penis.The ladies knew from experience that I was loosing 
my load.
A smile came across Mings’ face as she took the knife from my 
mouth. She 
said, “poor G.I., you no fuck no more.” Ming made me suffer my 
groin pain
caused by the ejaculate pressure for a few more seconds as she ran 
the 
blade tip up and down my cock. She suddenly grabbed my balls and 
shaft
with her left hand. Pulling them hard away from my groin, she 
severed 
my manhood with a swift circular cut. As the skin and membranes of 
my 
sex organ left my body, I felt a sudden rush of pleasure as the 
blood and 
cum gushed out all over the room. That was replaced with pain as my 
manhood drained. Ming held held trophy high in the air as all the 
other V.C.
hookers laughed and cheered. My wound was cauterized and stiched up
by a female doctor. They decided not to let me bleed to death as 
the owners
of those other severed sex organs probably did. My euretha was 
diverted
out my ass so I could pee. I wondered why they kept me alive. As my 
wound healed, I found out why. I was forced to watch the the 
heterosexual
Viet Cong soldiers fuck their whores. I had to lick the ejaculate 
out if 
their pussies and clean them with my tounge. I also had to service 
the gay
male soldiers allowing them to screw my ass. I was kept as their 
G.I. fuckboy
whore for eight months. I finally was able to escape and was found 
by U.S. forces.
I was sent home but my cock and balls are still in Vietnam on a 
fish hook 
with by now dozens of others. Word spread fast in my small hometown 
and I 
could not look at any girl in the eyes. They all smiled at me as 
they looked down
between my legs. I came to find out that my former girlfriend was 
going with
some high school jock that graduated with us. He had connections 
and 
avoided being drafted. So while I was loosing my manhood for my 
country 
and was being ass raped by the Viet Cong, she was in bed with a 
draft 
dodgers’ dick up her hole. I received condoms,dildos, and photos of 
men
and women fucking in the mail. Girls would call me up on the phone 
while
they were having sex and laugh and offer me a blow job and hang up.
I still dream of the days I could fuck. But when I wake up and look 
at my 
smooth crotch, I realize that I am a sexless castated eunuch.