Part 1. The Oppressive Life of a Roman Slave Boy - Dignity Stripped

Things carried on as normal, but one evening seemed strange. After dark he got undressed as usual and I got the bed ready. This time his penis was hard and sticking out. He did not seem shy about this, then said to me if mine did the same. I was very embarrassed and said no. In reality it did. He then asked if I play with my penis and again I said no.

He went to sleep as normal and I did the normal activities in the morning, including pissing at night, washing, etc. All during the day when he wanted a piss he asked me to help him, this was unusual as he only usually needed help at night. One time he held my hand over his penis which was hard and slowly moved it backwards and forwards. He was enjoying me for sexual reasons, I guess as his wife, the horrible woman was not interested in him.

The following night he said to me that I liked holding his penis. I did not know what to say so kept client. He then said that I could only wear my underwear at night and should just cover myself with my cloths to keep warm when it was cold.

In the morning things got worse, he told me to wash him while I was also naked. He said that it was unfair for him to be naked and me clothed. I tried to say that he wanted to be naked and that I didn’t, but could not really argue.

I stripped naked and went over to get the water bowel and cloths. I held them in front of my genitals so that he would not see and crouched down by the bed so he did not see me. I then put the items away and went to get his clothes, I also got mine and started to dress.

He got very angry and grabbed his stick. He pushed me onto the floor and proceeded to strike me many times with the stick, all over the body. He said that I was to do as told only, I have no freedom and must do all I am told.

He ordered me to stand up and place my hands on my head. He now had full view of my naked body. By now his penis was fully hard and nearly pointed to the roof. He walked around me and placed a finger on my lips. He then ran his finger down my body, under my chin, down my neck, down my check and past my stomach, reached my pubic hair and ran his finger down my penis and under my testicles. I just stood there, frozen.

He then stood behind me and I could feel his body rub up against mine, he was pushing his penis between my butt cheeks but luckily not inside. After a while he walked away and got dressed.

I continued to stand there completely nude while he went about his business.

A short time later he called the young woman, who came in and saw me nude. I went to place hands down and over my private parts but then saw him look at me in an angry manner - I thought better of it.

He told her I did not deserve clothes and to take them away. She picked them up and took them away. She was looking at me and seemed amused by my shame and nakedness.

I was then ordered to go out and clean the yard, it was hot and very sandy and I was expected to brush the sand to make it flat. The sun was beating down on my nude body, I kept low to avoid others seeing my private parts, although I could hear some giggling from some of the windows. I was not given any food or drink that whole day despite working hard.

That evening I was allowed to dress in underwear, however this time it was old and holly and offered limited dignity. This was to remain my only cloth for a long time.

Sir played the good guy, bad guy game, sometimes he was nice to me and sometimes really bad. It was his game and I was his play thing. The cleaning and washing sessions continued as usual but every now and then they went further. Quite a few times he would get me to rub his penis back and forth until he would give out a loud grown and a small white liquid would shoot out the end of his penis.