Stories Eunuch Novels & Stories

The eunuch smiled knowingly and put the tea on his superior’s palm. As the king sipped on his warm tea, the eunuch moved across from him on the other side of the desk. Carefully rummaging through the scrolls, Eunuch Masu found the scroll with the newest date and presented it to his king. “This one is the newest one, sire. Please have a look.” The king put down his tea cup and took the scroll from his hand. Opening it, he read the content. His eyebrows frowned and rose a couple times, his lips also pursed. But then he had a look of relief. “Wow.”

With a long red gown with open slits to show my feminine parts to seduce the king, I was ready. The eunuch entered the room and touched me in a concerned way, "I want you to come alive from that room. I will pray for you. He killed a lot of innocent girls for his lust. For the whole night, I heard screams from that room as I cried out for them." He gave a fatherly hug as tears filled his eyes. Watching these different emotions in humans made me feel strange. I saw care, love, lust, stress, attachments, sacrifice in just few days.

"Say that again, I dare you." "You wouldn't kill your best man, would you?" The familiar voice questioned, and I turned to see Eunuch Elric standing by with my robes in his hands. "Eunuch." "Your Majesty." He bowed slightly. "Let go of him, please." I rolled my eyes, unclenching my hold from him, and he stepped back, clutching his fingers to his neck. "Your Majesty! What would you say if you snapped my neck before I find my mate?!"

Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys. Unfiltered moans echoed off the walls. It was a complete sex den. "Welcome to the den of freedom," I said, trying to sound confident and smooth. "I found this place a few months ago when I needed an escape." I turned to look at Jay, expecting to see curiosity or excitement, but the words died in my throat. The warmth on his face was completely gone. His eyes were wide with pure horror, his lips parted as he took in the sight of two men on a table nearby.

"He hit my head with a block. I'm surprised I didn't really die but I pretended to die so he won't kill me for real. I bled out seriously and I thought I was gonna die. I couldn't even move my hands. It felt like I was paralyzed and I fought to keep my eyes open but I couldn't. I saw that light in tunnel and I was gonna cross over not until I opened my eyes" "That was when we were trying to resuscitate you" "I owe you guys my life" "Well, not me. We thought you were dead, Asher suggested we tried CPR on you" "I'll like to meet this guy" "He's a nice guy, I mean he's rich and we still call him by his name" "You sound like you like this guy" he gave me a weird look. "Yeah, who wouldn't?" "Don'

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

Munroe peeled off the tabs, set them aside, and then plopped next to Sloan. "While we wait." Elijah pulled a chair closer. "You can tell us why you're here and exiled or whatever. Are you a criminal or something?" "I am not a criminal the way you think," Munroe chuckled. "And really, it is not much of a story. I will give you the short version." Munroe stretched his shoulders. "I fell in love with a human. The rules were that I could not have her. I was discovered sneaking here and stripped of my titles and lands. I was banished and told I had gone mad for my lust for a pleasure slave."

Mark shoved Ethan onto the king bed, face-down, ass up. Ethan scrambled to his knees, head turned to watch over his shoulder. “Condoms in my bag?” Mark was already reaching for the nightstand drawer. “Don’t need one if you’re clean.” “I am. Tested last month. Haven’t fucked anyone since.” Ethan spread his knees wider. “Want you raw. Want to feel you come inside me.” Mark slicked himself with lube from the bottle he kept hidden—thick, veiny cock glistening now. He knelt behind Ethan, rubbed the fat head against that slick, spit-wet hole.

That his voice alone made me wet and needy? “Muna" he called again but there was a note of warning in his tone "Ermm... nn... no" I stuttered, voice shaking. "No, what?" "No, I have not let anyone... finger or fuc... me" my voice was barely audible, shame and heat mixing in my chest. "What about pleasuring yourself in another man's bed?" he pressed. "I have never" "That's very good. Now come here" he said again, same command, same calm

"Please let me cum. I can't hold it. Please Mistress I need to cum." "Not yet," I growled, stroking his cock in time with my thrusts. "You hold it until I say you can." "I can't," he sobbed. "It's too much." "You can and you will." I angled my hips differently, making sure to hit his prostate with every thrust. "You don't cum until your Mistress gives you permission." He was shaking violently now, his whole body tense with the effort of holding back. Tears were streaming down his face. His cock was so hard it looked painful.