Date: Thu, 15 May 2003 20:54:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Terence Audette <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: Slave

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                         Slave

Bara was the cheapest slave that I ever bought, primarily
because the dealer didn't think that he would live through
the day.  I've never seen a slave beaten as totally as Bara
had been, he appeared to be just a huge pile of bloody and
bruised flesh.  He had been left in the cart that had hauled
him to the dealer from the countryside because I'm sure they
thought he was going to die, so why bother.

I had gone to the market to buy a kitchen slave to replace
an elderly slave that had been with our family for many
years and who was growing increasingly ill.  Because of the
the swollen state of his flesh it was difficult to tell
Bara's age but making allowances for his condition he
appeared to be in his late teens or early twenties.  I
thought that the woman in the cart with him might be good
for our uses and normally would have paid little attention
to Bara except that he was making a strange sound.

I turned to the dealer.  "What about this one Marcus?"

"He's from the countryside, a catomite, got caught buggering
his masters son.  That's why the beating.  You need a
bodyguard or field slave?  He was originally trained as a
bodyguard.  That's what they told me when they brought him
in."  He looked quickly at the woman in the cart.  "I'll
make you a good price for the two of them."  He smiled.

"Ha!  It wouldn't be a good price if he doesn't live out the
day and that seems likely."

The dealer half shrugged.  "I couldn't argue with that logic
Terentius, he may well not live out the day, on the other
hand he's young and as you can see, strong as an ox."  We
knelt down in front of the boy and Marcus lifted his face
which now seemed totally limp.

Marcus shook the boys head.  "Are you going to live boy?"
The boy was no longer making any sound or for that matter
giving any indication of life.  "Pity.  He's a good looking
boy."

Marcus and I stood up.  "Give me my asking price for the
woman and I'll throw the boy in.  The rest is in the hands
of the gods."  An idea was beginning to form in my mind.

"You have a deal Marcus."

When we got home I had the slaves carry the boy into the
room adjoining mine and while I noticed that this caused
some looks, I ignored them.  "Get me my medicines!  Hurry!"
An old slave had taught me many interesting uses for herbs
and medicines when I was very young and curious about
everything.  I turned to Neto the door slave.

"Neto, strip him and then bring heated water."  The boy was
no longer conscious and was dead weight making any moving of
him even more difficult.  I washed the wounds as Neto held
him on his side and then we rinsed out his hair which was
thick with blood.  Finally Neto gently lowered Bara onto his
back again.

"You go Neto, I'll take care of him."  He was looking at me
like I was insane.

"Master, are you sure you don't want me to.....?"

"No Neto, go, go, go!"  I was waving him away and he
disappeared quickly.

Bara was no longer bleeding and I examined his stomach and
chest for signs of internal damage.  He was extremely
muscular and it was my guess that that had probably saved
him, as it was he had probably been kicked repeatedly as
well as whipped.  The flesh of his stomach and groin was
soft and pliant with no indication of hardness that would
indicate an internal problem.  His penis was large and well
formed and it didn't look like it had been damaged.  His
testicles on the other hand were bruised and his thighs and
legs had been whipped, the wounds were no longer bleeding.

We had done all that was possible, it was up to the gods
now.  I covered Bara with a light blanket and walked back to
my own room.

                         --------------------------

The next day in the early afternoon Neto came to my study.

"Master, you asked to be told when the boy was waking."

I looked up from the scroll I had been reading.  "Yes, thank
you Neto.  Has he spoken yet?"

"No Master, he's not completely awake yet, he's just
beginning to come around."

I stood up.  "Bring food and water Neto, I'll go look at him
now."

The boy was moving his head back and forth, his lips moving
and sometimes grimacing with pain.  I placed my hand on his
forehead but he didn't feel hot.  Neto brought a damp cloth
and bathed his face.  The bruising didn't seem as bad today
as it had yesterday and the color throughout his body seemed
more normal.  I placed my hand over Bara's heart.  It was
beating strongly.


Neto asked me to come to Bara's room about an hour later.
The boy was standing, although swaying a bit, dressed only
in his loincloth with his head bowed.

Neto bowed his head and said.  "The boy seems better
master."

"Go back to your duties Neto."  I walked around the boy
looking at his wounds, he was considerably taller than me
and obviously much stronger.

"I'm told that you have been trained as a bodyguard Bara, is
that true?"  I lifted his left arm until it was parallel
with the floor and then bent it at the elbow.  He grimaced
slightly.  He was trembling.

The boy kept his head bowed.  "Yes master."

I did the same thing with his right arm that I did with his
left.  "And why Bara were you working in the fields instead
of attending your master as a bodyguard?"

Bara glanced up quickly with a frightened look on his face
and then just as quickly lowered his head again.  I noticed
that he had blue eyes, beautifully set off by his blue-black
hair.  I smiled but he didn't see that.

I made my voice stern.  "No lies Bara!  The truth."

"I...the master's son.....we were...together.  He had been
after me for days, begging me to do it, I kept saying no and
tried to avoid him but finally he caught up with me in the
stable.  He said that if I didn't do it he would tell his
father that I did."  Bara was shaking badly now and
beginning to sob.  "I didn't want to do it!  I knew
that.....this could happen.....he made me lie down in the
straw and then...he made me hard with his mouth.  Once I was
hard he lowered himself down on me.  I penetrated him."

"Two questions and remember, the truth.  How many times did
this happen Bara and did you enjoy it."

"Twice master.  The master saw us on the second day and then
the beatings began and yes master, I did enjoy it."

I gently removed Bara's loin cloth and pushing his penis
aside I held his balls, the bruising didn't seem as bad.
"Does this hurt?"

"No master."

"What is your age Bara?"

"I'm nineteen master."  Five years younger than I.

I pushed Bara gently back towards the bed.  "Sit Bara."  I
put my hand under his chin and gently lifted his face.  "No
one will beat you here."  Even sitting, Bara's face came
almost to my chin.  He was a huge man but perfectly formed,
not the overmuscled monster look of the gladiators.  His
shoulders were massive but tapered quickly to a relatively
small waist and his buttocks were small and rock hard.  The
muscles in his legs were quite large but not
disproportionately so.

Still holding Bara's chin I said.  "You will be my bodyguard
and my body slave...and perhaps more but and this is
important, the rest of the world is only to know that you
are my bodyguard.  Do you understand?"  He nodded yes.
"This room adjoins my own.  It will be your room if all goes
well.  But first you must fully recover."  I gently pushed
him back on the bed.  "With my thumbs I wiped the tears from
his face.  I am the master of this house Bara, you have
nothing to fear, be calm and rest, let your wounds heal."

I stepped out of the room for a moment and called.  "Daro!
Daro!"  He is the slave that runs my household, managing the
other slaves and keeping the books.  He's been with my
family for many years and with twenty other slaves to
oversee he has his hands full.

He came as quickly as his age would permit and his breathing
was heavy.  "Yes master?"

"Daro, " I pointed at Bara, "he's to be my bodyguard, of a
sort, and body slave, make sure that he has proper clothing
to be seen with me in the city."  I started to turn away and
then remembered something.  "Daro have the accounts come yet
from Ostia?"  My family owns, among other things, a small
fleet of ships that anchor there.

"No master but we expect them at any time."

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In a week's time Bara had all but fully recovered and,
dressed in his new tunic, accompanied me to the forum on
several occasions.  Given the state of the city it was nice
to have him with me, not that I relied on him alone to keep
me safe, during our excursions through the city we were
followed by my regular bodyguards, great hulking men,
trained to kill without hesitation.  If they wondered about
Bara, they gave no indication.

Once Bara started to accompany me on these excursions his
mood brightened and his personality, at least when we
weren't in public became that of a nineteen year old young
man again.

As autumn approaches Rome from the north the first
indication of its advance is the changing quality of the
light.  The dry dusty white light of the summer is slowly
replaced with the cooler, lower light of autumn.  The nights
were becoming cool enough to make a bed more comfortable
with two.

That night Bara was helping me get ready for bed, as I slid
naked under a light blanket I said to him.  "Get undressed
Bara and get into bed with me."  He opened his mouth but I
rolled over on my side facing away from him.  I felt him get
into bed and after a while I reached over and took his right
hand and pulled him over on his side so that my back was
against him.  I pulled his right arm over my side and held
it to my chest.  "That's better.  I feel safe with you
Bara."  He was large enough that he could completely
envelope me with his body.  It felt wonderful and it wasn't
long before I could feel his erect sex pressing against my
ass but I decided that that must wait for another day or
two.

I said to Bara, my voice becoming heavy with sleep.  "Just
like this Bara.  This is how I want to sleep every night."

                         -----------------------

In the morning I woke to Bara staring at me, his head
propped up on his hand.  "Good morning master."

"Morning Bara."  I reached back to pull him to me.  His
erect penis was poking me in the small of my back.  I turned
over and face him.  "Do you wake every morning like this?"
I gently wrapped my hand around his sex.

He was beginning to get a slightly worried look on his face.
"Usually master.  I mean it seems that way."

"Good.  How big is it?"

"I don't know master."  He smiled

I looked up at Bara with a twisted smile.  "It's very nice
Bara.  Let's see if it works."

I sat up and picked up a small glass vial on a shelve next
to the sleeping couch.  I poured oil on Bara's penis and
spread it by stroking up and down with my hand.  He made a
little sound in the back of his throat.

I swung my left leg over Bara's waist and then positioned
his sex behind me.  Then while I stared into his eyes I
slowly lowered myself.  Bara's erect penis was two thirds
the size of my forearm and even though I just had the head
inside, the feeling of being stretched was incredible.

I threw my head back.  "Oh Bara!  Oh..that is so.. big!"

He reached forward and wrapped his hand around my erect
penis.  I was harder than I ever remember being.  "Just wait
Bara, just wait."  I place my hand over his.

I bent forward and placed my hands on his massive shoulders.
He was about half inside of me.  Bracing myself I lifted
myself a couple of inches off of his penis and then let
myself sink back down.  I had now taken almost all of Bara's
penis and I didn't really think that I could take the rest.
I reached behind myself and felt Bara's enormous balls and
about three inches of penis yet to come.

I braced myself with my legs so that I was more in a
squatting position than sitting.  There was a light sheen of
sweat beginning to appear on my body.  "Bara, you can begin
to thrust now but very, very, slowly."

His enormous hands were holding my thighs as he began to
thrust into me with incredible delicacy for such a large
man.  Slowly, I began to stretch and I was eventually able
to take all of Bara's huge sex.  Soon we had a rhythm
established, I, lifting myself up and Bara, withdrawing and
then both of us coming together again.  I felt totally
possessed by this boy and looking down at him with his eyes
closed in concentration I could imagine myself having
feelings for him.

Bara looked up at me with an almost frantic look on his
face.  "Master, I'm almost there!"

I started to stroke myself quickly and was very soon ready
to explode.  Bara's head was thrown back and his face
slightly turned while he continued to slam into me.  Then
suddenly it was there and I was shooting my sperm onto
Bara's chest.  He opened his eyes, bit his lower lip and
began to shoot his sperm into me, his large hands firmly
gripping my thighs.

Afterwards I slumped forward my face next to Bara's.  I
turned my face to him and then looking into his eyes, kissed
him.  He looked startled at first but then smiled a smile
that made me realize what he must have looked like as a
young boy.  I ran my fingers through his black hair and
whispered to him.  "Thank you Bara."

                         -------------------------

"Master, could I get you more wine?"  I was reclining on a
couch in the garden reading over the accounts that arrived
from Ostia.  Bara was smiling down at me.  I put down the
scroll that I was reading.

I smiled up at him.  "No Bara, I've had enough.  How are
your new clothes?   Does everything fit properly?"

Bara knelt down next to my couch.  "Oh yes master!  They're
wonderful!"  Then blushing slightly.  "They're the nicest
things that I've ever had."

Later in the day Bara and I made a quick trip to the forum
where I had some business to attend to and we walked slowly
home.  Under my gentle questioning Bara told me about his
childhood, much of it almost too painful to listen to, the
beatings, the unexpected separation from people he had come
to love.  He told me that he thought that his father had
been Greek and his mother Egyptian but that he might be
wrong because his father had been sold when he was a very
little boy and then a few years later he was sold to the man
who had just almost killed him.

I couldn't help but marvel at how Bara was still able to be
a smiling, happy, nineteen year old despite all that had
happen.  If one tenth of what had happened to Bara in his
life had happened to me I don't think that I'd ever smile
again.

"Bara, why don't we go home and eat and then later you can
help me bathe.  The evenings are getting to be a little cool
and a hot bath will feel good."

Bara did all but dance around me.  "Yes master, that would
be good.  That would be very good.  And the evenings are
certainly getting cooler."

                         ----------------

It was just becoming dark when Bara and I slipped into the
steaming hot water of the bath.  The small room that
contained it was lit only by one small oil lamp and the glow
it cast caused the steam to become almost incandescent.  As
always the heat of the water was a shock and neither of us
was able to move for the first few minutes.

I leaned my head back against the wall of the bath,
luxuriating in the warmth.  Soon I felt Bara's leg brush
mine.  "Are you comfortable Master?"

I could see the dark mass that was his head resting on top
of the water.  I moved closer to him.  "Did you enjoy the
forum today Bara?"

"Oh yes Master!  It's hard to believe the amount of
activity.  The buying, the selling, the speeches."  He was
silent for a moment and then spoke very quietly.  "You
looked so.....important.  I was so proud to be with you."

I wrapped my legs around Bara's waist pushing his erect
penis back up against his stomach and wrapped my arms around
his neck.  "I was happy to be with you too Bara, happier
than you know."  He wrapped his powerful arms lightly around
my back.  I kissed him slowly, lightly and then more deeply.
He made a little sound, a sound of need.

The steam was rising from the surface of the bath and
turning a silvery blue color that drifted in wavering clouds
steadily upward.  I moved away from Bara and then taking his
hand pulled him out of the bath onto the wooden surface
surrounding it.  We looked like two bodies aflame while the
steam rose explosively from us as Bara moved between my legs
and lifting my knees, slowly entered me.  Bara's arms were
wrapped around me and his head was pressed to mine as his
huge sex moved further and further into me, finally becoming
the center of my world.  While not a huge gladiators body,
Bara's was still much larger than mine and I felt totally
surround by him, enclosed in his human warmth, safe and
loved as he took possession of me with his sex and his
tongue.