Stamboul Slavers Part 1: Virgin Bulls

After many years as the leading slave marketers of the Ottoman 
capital, my father's business decides to introduce a deluxe range of 
eunuchs for the Empire's leading private harems. 

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Stamboul Slavers  Part 1: Virgin Bulls

After many years as the leading slave marketers of the Ottoman 
capital, my father's business decides to introduce a deluxe range of 
eunuchs for the Empire's leading private harems. 

The Beginning

I was standing next to one of our long-time customers; a purchaser 
of eunuchs for the harems of the Balkan provinces' wealthy and 
powerful elites. Like their Sultan in his palace on the shores of 
the Bosphorus, the pashas and lesser provincial officials of the 
Empire, as well as wealthy traders, displayed their power and their 
prestige by maintaining personal harems. The size of these harems, 
although considered important in terms of prestige (and it should be 
said, enjoyment; for our trade survived on this principle) was 
matched by a desire to have the private harem that contained not 
only the most outstanding beauties kept in the most sumptuous 
surroundings, but also impressive corps of eunuchs. Eunuchs could be 
displayed when important visitors were entertained. The women could 
not be. 

As we gazed from the balcony of our slave market into the courtyard 
below where a group of seven young Nubian eunuchs, newly arrived 
from the great eunuch clearing-house that existed in the Cairo slave 
markets, our valued customer and expert eunuch buyer said "you know, 
looking at those scrawny geldings, it reminds me of a wealthy pasha 
in Aleppo that had a huge giant of a black eunuch. Had him for 
years; really fed him up till he ballooned into the biggest, tallest 
bull of black flesh and menace you've ever seen. Bought him before 
his hairs had started to grow. Only had the sac and balls taken off, 
but put a large bullring sideways through the end of what was left 
to him".

"When the boy started to shoot up in size in his late teens, the 
pasha decided to make a talking point of this slave. Took him out of 
the harem and set him to work in the fields and the stores. Worked 
him hard and fed him well, until he had defeated the softness and 
the rolls of bellyfat that usually engulf the bodies of harem 
eunuchs, as it will those ones down there".   

"By the time the slave had reached his early twenties, even his 
penis seemed somehow to have grown; not that such a thing ever 
happened to a boy deballed before his hairs and sperm appeared. The 
pasha would not permit the eunuch giant clothing of any kind; lest 
the size and magnificence of the slave go unseen. Only a thick round 
neckring and the bullring that remained through his penis head were 
permitted to the slave. That and a chain from his penis ring to a 
set of ankle shackles on special occasions".

"Can't tell you how much the pasha was offered for the slave. But he 
always refused; the prestige of doing so was greater than the money. 
Should have taken it though; the eunuch turned bad. The strength of 
his muscles, the frustration that came from his neutering, and 
finally the humiliation of his public display (towards the end the 
pasha took to walking the streets of Aleppo with his gelded giant 
following behind, led by a chain held by the pasha and attached to 
his penis ring). Finally the eunuch snapped while on harem duty. One 
of the newly purchased virgins began taunting him about what he 
would never know. He strangled her, and before the guards could be 
called, eat out the genitals of the still alive girl. Shocking as it 
was, I suppose in his condition, it was the only way that he was 
ever going to possess a virgin".

"This was too much for the pasha, despite all the money he had put 
into the eunuch giants' development. Had him dragged in chains 
before him, and told him that once he had his body gelded to make 
him presentable, and now he was going to geld his mind to make him 
safe. At that he ordered the guards present to cut out the eunuch's 
two eyes. When it was done the pasha told him that once he was an 
amazing example of manhood, and now in the pasha's eyes he was just 
an animal. At that the guards cut open the blinded eunuch's 
cockhead, and removing the bullring, handed it to the pasha who 
inserted it through the slave's nose".

"So what happened to the eunuch after all that" I asked. "Oh that 
found a way of recouping the money spent to build him up. Had him 
chained to the town's water pumps. Spent the remaining years of his 
life pushing the pumps around and around. Saved money on donkey feed 
I suppose. But you know, the pasha should have sold him, blind or 
not. Would have still fetched a mint, and would do so today".

Later that day, while tallying up the accounts from the sale of the 
Nubian eunuchs, my mind went back to the conversation on the 
balcony. Rather than sell already cut eunuchs, many of whom had been 
it should said were more butchered than 'cut', most of whom were 
indeed scrawny young boys, recently manufactured in the Sudan, who 
would soon after purchase for harem duty turn into lumps of lard. 
Not really a source of prestige for high paying customers. What was 
needed was a way to present for sale strong, well-built and 
proportioned eunuchs, who has been neutered before puberty. This 
last point was important; harem owners would not permit slaves who 
had known what it was to possess a virgin to enter the harem. Only 
the owner of the slaves, both virgins and attendants, was permitted 
that.

I decided to make my mark in the family's business by solving this 
problem and hopefully opening up a new avenue of lucrative sales. 
And let's be truthful, an increased opportunity to fill my bed. 
Growing up in a family business that deals in slaves is great for 
your cocklife. Especially, if like me, you enjoy breaking in the 
recently purchased young eunuchs. The attractive ones bring the very 
highest prices because they are destined for brothel work, where 
their purchase price can be quickly recouped. Having them taught the 
ways of the bed increases their sale price. Father was happy for me 
to do so. But after that conversation on the balcony, what I wanted 
to spend my nights breaking in were virgin bulls not virgin boys. 

How to achieve this? This was going to be my first great slave 
trading adventure. Tonight I would discuss my plans with my father 
and two older brothers.

To be continued�