Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2005 05:00:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: taarob <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: Slave 4

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From Chapter 3:

The rowers on the starboard side of trireme seemed to be out
of commission and for several moments the larger ship seemed
out of control and began to turn quickly to starboard since
the only rowers still rowing were on the other side of the
ship.  The normal movement of the sea was now in opposition
to the big ship and waves slapped heavily against it's side
as it's huge ramming prow plunged into and out of the water
with the rhythm of the waves.  Just as the fires that had
been started by our missiles seemed on the verge of going
out something volatile caught fire and there was a huge
flair up on the top deck of the ship causing bright orange
and yellow flames to leap skyward as the fighters on the
deck began to scatter.  Moments later and the Eagle was free
of the trap, her attackers to her port and behind her and
her speed steadily increasing.  Our men were cheering and as
I turned to look back I saw the pained look on Bara's face.

"What Bara?"  He looked confused and frightened and then
looked down to where blood was pouring out of his leg.

"I'm sorry, Master......an arrow, I think."





Slave 4

 Sicilia and Italy were well behind us now and ahead of us
was the longest part of the voyage as we sailed southeast
towards Alexandria.  We meant to stay well away from both
Greece and Creta and head as directly as possible for
Alexandria.

The cabin boy was about twelve years old and was dressed
only in a loincloth.  His hair was black and in a complete
tangle, his skin heavily browned by the sun.  He looked down
as he presented Bara's lunch to me.  It was a steaming fish
stew in a copper bowl.  I took it from the boy and watched
him run back to the ladder that would take him below decks.
What was his life like?  I didn't know.  Perhaps being used
by the crew and the marines, perhaps not.  Bara was changing
my view of slaves and it was creating no small confusion in
my mind.  My father had often lectured me on his firmly held
opinion that slaves must be treated well and with the care
that one might take with any valuable possession.  But I had
no illusions and knew that here, alone on the sea, Marco and
his men and maybe the rest of the crew would be using young
slaves for sex.

For the slaves it was usually a very good thing.  In the
eyes of a slave, Marco and his men were incredibly wealthy
and the coins that they would slip to them during a long
voyage could be enough, over time, to buy ones freedom.  It
was a fair exchange, a few denarii for ones youth, which, of
course, is beyond price but only if one is free.

I loved Bara, more than I had ever loved anyone and yet he
was a slave and I thought of him as being as good as anyone.
If this was true how could it be otherwise for the cabin boy
or anyone else?  I didn't know.

He was sitting up looking eager.  My minds eye flashed for a
moment upon Julia and the marriage that would go forward
upon our return.  Her dowry was two hundred talents of
silver, my father was no fool but then, for that matter,
neither was hers.  Her father owned huge tracks of land
throughout Italy and much, much more.  I wondered what
assets my father most had his eyes on, probably the
warehouses and wharfage in Brundisi.  This was not something
that upset me.  It was my father's right, in fact his
responsibility, to arrange an advantageous marriage.  My
mother was looking for a house for us across the Via Sacra
on the Carinae.  That suited me too.  Being within easy
walking distance from my parents was always a little
unnerving.  Not that they ever just dropped in, they never
did anything without carefully considering it but a little
distance wouldn't hurt.

I sat the bowl on a blanket on Bara's lap.  "Eat!  While I
look at your wound."  He grinned up at me his blue eyes
flashing.  We both knew that he never needed to be told to
eat.

I slowly unwrapped the linen bandage and then rinsed off the
honey with seawater.  The wound appeared clean and smaller
now and there was no sign of infection.  I repacked the
wound with honey and wrapped it again with fresh linen.  I
said a silent prayer to Minerva for having retained the
knowledge about wounds that I had picked up over the years.

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

I opened the flap of canvas that served as a door to Marco
and his men's quarters.  Marco seemed a bit surprised but
then turned and walked toward me adjusting his tunic but I
could see in the background the face of the boy who had
brought Bara's lunch earlier.  One of Marco's men had just
finished using him and withdrew from the boy slowly as
another of the men rolled on top of him and slowly entered
him, the boy looked at me with hooded eyes and a slight
smile on his face.

"Master?"  Marco was huge and his bulging muscles were
covered with a light sheen of sweat.

I nodded toward the boy.  "You're not hurting him I trust."

Marco glanced over his shoulder.  "Laras?  Don't worry,
we're old friends and though he may be only fourteen he's
got a good head for business.  And besides, he's doing
something that he loves."  He laughed.  "He loves a stiff
Roman cock in his cunnus."  He looked back to me.  "Surely
that isn't what you came about."  There was something about
the thought of Laras being used by a half a dozen men, being
filled with their seed that hung in my mind.

"No.  Check with the captain but it seems to me with the
following winds we've had it should take no more than
another week to arrive at Alexandria.  When we do we'll stay
at anchor and I want you to take some men and fetch our
agent.  I also want you to bring a physician to look at
Bara.  I want to make sure that he'll be well."

"Your man there is Marcus Corvonius isn't he?"  I nodded
yes.  "Won't he be expecting you to come in person, surely
he'll be expecting to entertain you?"

"Yes but that is exactly what I want to avoid.  If I follow
the usual protocols we'll waste two weeks here.  I want to
be back at sea in less than two days and that includes the
time needed to re-provision the ship.  I'll give you a
letter to give to him but I want you to take some of your
men and make sure that all of this happens quickly.
Corvonius loves to entertain guests and I need to make all
of this happen without distractions.  If you show up on his
doorstep with a few of your men I think he'll get the
message.  In any event since he's had no notice of my voyage
Jupiter only knows where he is.  He avoids his wife like the
plague and you may have to haul him out of some whorehouse."

Then as an afterthought.  "Still, bear in mind that he's
been our agent for almost twenty years and is very important
to us.  His connections in Egypt are the best and it would
be foolish to offend him unnecessarily.  He's grown quite
wealthy in service to my father and that money has bought
him great respect here."

Marco grinned at me.  "We'll be delicate, treat em like the
Pharaoh's pet cat."  As a gladiator Marco had killed or
maimed many men during his career and even after that,
working for my father, protecting him, he was never worried
about using violence.  That was his asset, that along with
his brain.  All of Marco's men were more than capable of
killing when needed but Marco had learned to look at the
bigger picture, to understand that a blade in the heart was
not always the best way.

He put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it.  "Don't
worry about Bara.  That boy is strong, he'll do just fine."

"I know.....I mean I hope that you're right.  I've done all
that I can and he seems to be doing well."

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

As I lowered myself down onto Bara's erect phallus I sighed
and then reached back to feel his balls.  They were like two
very large eggs and I lifted them in their silken sack and
then led them slide one by one out of my fingers.  Bara
looked at me and moaned.  I lifted myself again and felt my
body clinging to the sides of his penis as it was pulled
slightly out of me.  The length of it was so great that
there was no fear of it losing it's place and I studied
Bara's face.  His head was thrown back and the muscles in
his neck stood out.

I wanted him to fill me with his seed, wanted those huge
balls to empty their full load into me but not just yet.  I
reached back and felt the impossible width of it as I moved
myself slowly up and down its length.  I could feel his
phallus deep within me touching every part of me possessing
me.  I thought of Laras and the way that he had been used by
Marco and his men, being taken over and over again.  I
thought of his hooded eyes and that slight smile.

I leaned forward to kiss him and gasped as his erect penis
found some new part of me.
"Oh, Jupiter!"  His eyes opened and I leaned in to his
waiting lips his huge arms wrapped around me and those
massive hands roughly massaged my shoulders.

He pulled me down tight to his chest and held me as he
thrust again and again into me and then slowly he rolled
over taking me with him his penis still deep inside of me.
When he was fully turned I was now lying on the bed and he
was above and still thrusting into me but now those huge
balls were swinging free and slapping against me
rhythmically.

Bara's hands were on either side of and above my head, his
arms felt like they were made of iron, his breath on my face
a blast of hot air every other second.

"Bara, be careful of your wound!"

He seemed beyond hearing but then said.  "Yes, Master."

Then he reached with both hands beneath me and lifted me off
of the bed, my legs were around his waist and he held my
body in his hands and began to thrust me down onto his penis
as he thrust up into me.  It was if I had no weight and the
only reality was his enormous phallus slamming into my body.
He was using me now, breeding me and the sound of his balls
slapping into me increased its tempo and filled the room.

Then he threw back his head and growled and then gasped.  I
could feel myself being filled with his boiling seed.   It
pumped into me until there was no space left for it and as
he pulled back for a split second I could feel it gushing
out of me and felt it covering both of us and the he moved
back into me and I could hear the thick liquid sound of it
and felt even more flowing past his penis pouring out onto
our bodies.

I looked down at my own penis just in time to see it
erupting without being touched and then was stunned as the
feeling hit me just as my own seed splashed up onto my chest
and started to run down the side of my body.

Bara slowly lowered me to the bed and then draped his weight
lightly over me being careful to support his body with his
knees and arms.  He slowly withdrew his penis and it seemed
to take forever as that huge member was slowly dragged from
my body leaving behind a gaping hole.

I felt his lips cover mine as I drifted into a deep sleep.