Aaron, a Roman slave boy

[Tony12]

The whole process had taken over an hour, then Median told Aaron to jump into the bath and let the water wash over his body. Median called him out and began drying him with a cloth, he then took a pummis stone and rubbed the bottom of his feet, and the small calluses on his hands, he then took a sharp knife, and trimmed Aaron’s hair, and the small amount of hair under his arms was removed, he then went down to his pubic hair, and trimmed the little amount of black hair that was growing there, leaving a small stubble of black hair. He then had Aaron bend over and took a pair of tweezers, and located some hairs growing around his anus, these he removed by pulling them out by the roots, Aaron yelped with pain, at this sensitive spot. Aaron’s preparation, which had taken at least two hours was almost complete, Median led him by the hand, past a Nubian guard into an ante –room, which was much cooler, Aaron shivered as the cool breeze from the window cooled his body, Median gave him a final hard rub with a rough cloth, this put a shine on Aaron’s skin, it glowed golden in the light, he looked ravishing, Median would have gladly sucked and pleasured him, but he could not. Median then took a bottle from a shelf, opened it and poured the liquid on the palm of his hand, the liquid had a sweet flowery smell, and Median put this behind Aaron’s ears, under his arms and around his cock and anus, the job was complete.

Aaron was told to stand on a raised dais, still naked, with his hands on his head, within a few minutes, the other slaves were brought in one by one and received the same treatment, until there were 7 beautiful boys from 14 to 18 standing patiently waiting.

Some twenty minutes later, a door at the far end of the room opened and the fat man, who had examined Aaron and the other slaves earlier in the day, he wore fresh white and gold robes, entered the room. He was followed closely by his scribe, who carried a tablet to write on. Two Nubians brought in an ornate chair for the fat man to sit on. Median and the other attendants standing to the rear of each boy, told the boys to kneel on the floor, there lips kissing the marble, as a sign of respect to the fat man. They all obeyed.

The fat man, sat down, completely filling the chair, “First Boy” shouted the fat man. This was Aaron, Median took hold of his arm and pulled him up and walked him over to the fat man. Median told him to kneel again in front of the fat man and to kiss his feet; Although Aaron did not want to, he complied. “Stand” commanded the fat man, which Aaron did, Median stood to one side, knowing that if the fat man found any faults he would be severely punished. The fat man pulled Aaron forward and began his inspection.

This was very thorough, as he wanted the boy in perfect condition for the sale. He started by pushing his finger in Aaron’s mouth and told Aaron to suck it, he withdrew his finger and rubbed it on Aaron’s upper arm, this produced no dirt, Median sighed with relief, Aaron was then measured with the aid of the scribe, who was a boy of some 16 years old, he also was fat, and Aaron cringed as his fat stubby fingers took the measuring tape around Aaron’s body, Benin did not like the way the scribe’s fingers lingered on Aaron’s skin, the scribe measured his chest, his waist, his height and wrote down the results.


The fat man then spoke to Aaron,” remember boy you are number .1. when your number is called you come forward”

“Yes” replied Aaron.

At this the fat man was handed a cane by the scribe, he told Aaron to bend over, and brought it down across Aaron’s buttocks, “You say yes sir master boy, say it boy” he yelled,

“Yes sir master “cried Aaron

“And again” yelled the fat man, each time bringing the cane down across Aaron’s buttocks.

“Louder” shouted the fat man,

“Yes sir master “shouted Aaron

Four strokes lay neatly across Aaron’s buttocks, he was breathing heavily, as he fought the tears back. The scribe smiled in enjoyment watching Aaron in pain.
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The fat man turned to the scribe and said” some of the client’s to-night like to see some marks across a boy”.

The inspection over, Median led Aaron across to the wall adjacent to where the fat man sat, Aaron had to stand some 18” from the wall with his feet 18” apart, he then had to raise his body onto his toes, as far as he could and support himself with his finger tips. He was directly in line with the scribe who kept an eye on him. Median warned Aaron not to move as he would be punished again.
The inspections continued, next was the 11 year old boy, then the black boy, then a very good looking blonde boy, until about an hour had passed and all the boys had been done, they all stood on tip toes facing the wall.
Only Aaron showed signs of punishment, but all the boy slaves had learnt a lesson, the 4 red wheals, which were going blue at the edges stood out. The fat man called for some wine and sat back in his chair drinking, and told the scribe to go over to the boys and make sure they were on tip toes. The scribe relished this duty, as he got to each boy, he put his foot under the boys heel and pushed upwards, one heel at a time, making the boy fully stretch up the wall, the scribe was not satisfied until the boy’s finger tips were extended to their maximum, when he got to Aaron he could not resist pinching the wheals on Aaron’s buttocks, Aaron moaned in pain, the scribe put his foot under Aaron’s right heel and pushed upwards, Aaron stretched as far as he could, then the left heel, again Aaron stretched to his maximum, the scribe repeated the process several times until he was satisfied. The fat man then called for some food, and gave some to the scribe; they both devoured the food with relish, while the slave boys stood as still as they could, their leg and arm muscles now aching,
Some 30 to 40 minutes passed, the boys straining to hold their positions, this was particularly hard for Aaron as he had the pain in his buttocks to endure and he had been standing in that position for the longest time, but he was determined not to give in. The fat man then clapped his hands, and the main door to the room opened, two lithe young youths came in, carrying what looked like cloth, they wore miniscule garments around their cocks and nothing else, they had ruby red lips and cheeks, with mascara make up over their eyelids and brows, their finger nails and toe nails were painted the same ruby red as their lips. They both bowed in front of the fat man, who said, ”You know what to do, just get on with it”.
“Yes sir master” they cried in unison in high pitched voices.
They approached the boys lined against the wall, “Oh! My lovelies, we are here to rescue you, “both giggled with laughter.
Median, who with the other slaves had been waiting patiently for this part of the proceedings to begin, was instructed to bring Aaron from the wall. Aaron’s leg’s ached and his calf muscles were stiff, but he had survived this ordeal.
The two seamstresses descended on Aaron, touching him and caressing him, they quickly measured around his hips, then round the back, through the cracks of his buttocks, one of them kissed his buttocks, and said” “let mummy kiss it better” as he stroked Aaron’s wheals. They soon got to work, cutting cloth, which was shear as gossamer , and twisting thread, within a few minutes they had made a garment, although tiny, it was expertly stitched together, it consisted of a small triangle of see-through cloth, with fine thread attached to each corner, they first tied the threads around Aaron’s hips, and then went underneath up the crack of his bum, they made a small loop in the thread around his hips, and passed the third cord through the loop, this secured the garment , they then cut the thread on Aaron’s hips, and tied a small bow at each side, any excess thread was then cut off. They then took two small gold coloured balls, which had a small solid ball inside, they shook the balls, which made a tinkling sound, these were then stitched to the front of the garment one each side of Aaron’s cock. The garment was now complete, you could see Aaron’s cock through the fine material and the balls made a jingling sound as he walked, they then made the final touches to Aaron himself, a little rouge on his nipples and cheeks they brushed a little black mascara on his eyebrows and hair brushed tiny amounts of mascara on his navel to make it stand out, they painted his toe and finger nails a bright red.
“There my darling you are complete, come we must show you to the master”, they said, one of them led Aaron over to the fat man master, he got Aaron to turn round in a circle and to jump in the air, the bells made a lovely sound, he was pleased with the result, and thought how much money he would earn out of the boy tonight. Although he was selling the captured slaves on a commission for the emperor, only he new how much he achieved for each boy, so it was customary to devalue the amount actually obtained from the sale and he would pocket the difference, plus the commission on the lower amount, a very lucrative business. Median was instructed to take Aaron and wait for the rest of the slaves to be similarly kitted out.
Median spoke in a low whisper to Aaron, that he would try and see the clients before the boys were taken to be sold, that way he could tell Aaron which ones to attract, so get the right master, who hopefully, would be kind to Aaron. He also told Aaron that the way he acted in front of the client purchaser was most important. He should smile at the man, act provocatively, by pushing his hips out and to keep his belly in, so as to show off his muscles, making himself as attractive as possible, this in fact was not difficult, as he was a beautiful boy with perfect symmetry.
After all the boys had been kitted out, it was now time for the dress rehearsal, each boy was led into the next room, which was huge, eight couches were laid out in a semi circle, large columns were either side of the main entrance door, around the walls were the finest tapestries and pictures of rude scenes, one was of two naked boys, one fucking the other, another of a young girl being fucked by a donkey, many oil lamps illuminated the room.
The two make-up artists and each boy’s preparation slave walked into the room, followed by the fat man and scribe. Long fine gold chains were attached to the boy’s necks, Median held the one attached to Aaron and likewise down the line, the fat man clapped, and the boys were led around the room, first walking then breaking into a trot, they circled the room four times. In the centre, in front of the couches was a dais, they all stood on the dais and the slaves removed their chains. They then had to turn slowly, with their hands above their heads; the fat man became annoyed as they were all turning at different speeds “No. No” he screamed, do it together”
“No.1. boy you turn” Aaron turned slowly, “Yes, like that, now you boys all turn at the same speed, “
All did but one, the black boy was still going too fast, the fat man went to him and laid the cane across his back and buttocks,
“Stop! Stop! The fat man shouted at the top of his voice, “start again” this time they got it right.
But he made them start again, running around the room, up onto the dais and turn, he was still not satisfied, so they did it again and again until they got it right. The slave boys were breathing heavily, their chests rising trying to take in more air. The fat man was at last satisfied. He then sat down on the first couch, and beckoned the first boy over, it was Aaron, he instructed Aaron to kneel and kiss the floor as a sign of submission, he told Aaron the client will touch him, or pull him by the arm, you then stand placing your hands on your head and turn slowly, you will then be told to remove your garment or the client will undo the bows, you will then be inspected by the client. “Do you understand boy” he enquired.
“Yes sir Master” Aaron replied,
“Good, now go back to the dais and do it again”
Yes sir Master” and turn slowly, you will then be told to remove your garment or the client will undo the bows, you will then be inspected by the client. “Do you understand boy” he enquired.
“Yes sir Master” Aaron replied,
“Good, now go back to the dais and do it again”
Yes sir Master” replied Aaron
Aaron stood on the dais, the fat man beckoned him over, he immediately knelt in front of him and kissed the floor, the fat man took him by the arm and pulled him up; Aaron put his hands on his head and began to turn slowly. The fat man told Aaron how to remove his garment, taking a single strand of cord on his hip and pulling, this untied the bows, and the garment fell to the floor.
“Good boy “said the fat man, “Now have you all been taking notice “he enquired,
“Yes sir master” they chorused.
Aaron went back to his place, picking up his garment, the two make-up artists came over and dressed Aaron, making final adjustments until they were satisfied.
All but one of the slave boys performed well, except one of the blonde haired boys, who made the fat man increasingly angry, as he kept doing things wrong, either forgetting to place his hands on his head, or not being able to remove his garment quickly, the two make-up artists clucked around him. Making adjustments, several strokes of the cane later, he finally managed to get it right.
“You may now rest boys, the clients will be hear in about an hour, your helpers will stay with you and bring you when I call, and put on a good show and you will be rewarded with a nice kind master”. He departed the room, followed by the scribe, who toadied around him

The next part shall be the sale of the slaves.

[Idk]

please please post more!!!!

[Haha]

When are you going to post more?

[Tony12]

Ill post more tommorow

[asicsboi]

good story so far... looking forward to the nest instalment

[Tony12]

Chapter 2

Aaron and the other boys waited patiently, shuffling their feet and feeling nervous.

“Median” said Aaron, “I am hungry, I have not eaten since early this morning.”

“You will not get anything, my boy, if you are lucky your new master will feed you, if not you will go hungry” said Median.

Median peered through the curtains, watching the clients arrive, and noted where the senator and the merchants were seated, he told Aaron “ do not forget what I have told you, rub your cock so it grows before you go into the room and thrust your hips forward to make you look more desirable , the more passive you look the better, the man in the first couch is a senator and the men in the third and fourth couches are merchants, put your display on for them, the rest are brothel keepers, just stand and do just what you have to, and do not smile.”

Aaron nodded in agreement.

The two slim young men, who had helped prepare the boys with make-up and dress appeared, they were both naked, and to Aaron’s astonishment were painted all over with gold paint, they, evidently were the cabaret, they were to perform an exotic dance to get the clients in the right mood. The two men, performed for the clients and returned some 15 minutes later, covered in sweat. The time had now arrived for the slaves to enter, each slave boy, chain round their necks were dragged forward into the large room and were lead around the room at a trotting pace, making four circuits, then as rehearsed they were led onto the dais, their chains removed, all the boys put their hands over their heads and turned slowly in unison. The fat man smiled, as the boys performed as directed. Having turned several times they were told to stop. The scribe hurried over and passed the details of the first boy to the fat man, who of course was Aaron, he extolled Aaron’s virtues, his slim body, finely muscled torso, his slim waist, his shaped legs with good calf muscles. How he would make an excellent personal servant, with the correct training, the fat man pointed out the wheals on his buttocks, he learns quickly he told the clients. Aaron was then instructed to step down from the dais and approach the first client, The senator.

Aaron’s cock was straining at his garment, he felt strangely excited and nervous. He walked forward and knelt in front of the senator, and kissed his feet, the senator leant forward and took hold of Aaron’s hair, firmly but gently pulling the boy to his feet. He ran his hands over the boy, this excited Aaron, and he could feel his cock straining even more at his garment, the senator took hold of a string at the side and pulled, undoing the tie, then the other side and the garment fell to the floor. Aaron’s cock stood up straight, he could feel the sap rising within him, the senator continued his inspection, stroking Aaron’s cock, Aaron began to breathe heavily as he fought against his feelings, pre-cum dripped out of his cock. The senator smiled and remarked how hot the boy was for his age. Aaron was then passed to the next client, a tall thin black bearded brothel keeper, who drooled at Aaron, He grabbed Aaron’s balls, and squeezed, the pain seared through his body, but at least his cock went down, the brothel keeper turned Aaron around and had the boy bend over, he pushed with his fingers against Aaron’s sphincter, again painful until the fingers were fully inserted, he twisted his fingers, which again produced pain to Aaron, who was not liking this one little bit, Aaron was passed down the line, the brothel keepers gave the more intimate inspections, by the time Aaron reached the merchants, he found it difficult to smile but did his best.

The remaining slaves were still waiting patiently, they were all told to kneel down, except Aaron who was returned to the dais, and the bidding began, the fat man extolling Aaron’s virtues, twisting his body this way and that, he asked for bids of 20,000 scersterces to start, one of the merchants bid this amount then the senator bid 22,000, one of the brothel keepers bid 25,000, until finally Aaron was sold for 33,000 scersterces to the senator. A handsome price, the fat man beamed with delight. Aaron smiled as he was lead over to the senator, the chain having been put round his neck again, and handed to the senator, Aaron immediately dropped to his knees in front of the senator, and kissed his new master’s feet, the senator pulled the boy up, and had him stand to his side, placing a hand on Aaron’s buttocks and felt the wheals on his cheeks. He was pleased with his purchase, and thought whether he would keep him for himself or give him to his 14 year old son.

Aaron looked around him, as the next boy was brought down for inspection, it was the 13 year old, who looked very apprehensive. The senator waved him past, so he went to the brothel keeper, who licked his lips as the small boy stood in front of him, he told the boy to remove his garment, he fumbled with the ties, so the man ripped the garment from him, this stunned the boy who looked sheepishly at the towering man, his examination was exhaustive, every part of his body examined in every detail, every orifice explored. The boy was passed along the line. Aaron noticed that there were young boys serving at the tables of the clients, he recognised one, who had carried water in the baths earlier in the day, this time he wore a tunic, gathered at the waist with rope, the tunic rode up his legs exposing the lower cheeks of his buttocks, the boy looked exhausted, but had to serve, as was his destiny. The 13 year old was knocked down to a brothel keeper, poor little wretch, Aaron thought. The sale continued, more food and wine was offered to the clients, the senator gave Aaron some grapes, much to Aaron’s delight.

Next on the block was the black boy, some 14 years old, he was passed to the other end of the line and inspections began, eventually he came in front of the senator, now naked, he was probably the only boy who at 14 was of legal age in Rome, and was classed as an adult. The senator inspected the boy, having him kneel before him as he thrust his fingers in the boy’s mouth, feeling his teeth, running his hands over the boy’s head, feeling the bumps, there was a belief that prominate bumps in the right places on the head was a sign of intelligence. The senator continued, feeling the boys pectoral muscles, playing with his nipples, passing down to his belly, probing the muscles, then he stroked the boy’s cock, this had the desired effect of the boy’s cock rising up hard, he weighed his balls, then explored his anus. The boy was a fine specimen of young adulthood, lean and muscular, his cock was a good 7” long by this time, he would obviously make a good breeding slave. The bidding began, the senator wanted the boy, and pushed the bidding to 40,000 scercestes , and secured him , so he had purchased two new slaves at immense cost, more money than Aaron had thought existed. More food and wine was produced and the sale took another hour or so to finish. The fat man thanked all the clients, not all had purchased, but there would be plenty of other opportunities, he was pleased with the result as he collected the money and the scribe issued bills of sale.

[asicsboi]

excellent development of the story... can't wait ..haha

[PeterGibbons]

Great story you have going on. Keep it up!

[Tony12]

The senator asked for the boy’s costumes to be fitted to his new acquisitions for the journey home. The two boys were led out , a slave on each chain to their new master’s carriage, they were secured to the back of the carriage with rope around their necks, their hands tied behind their backs, the carriage was pulled by two horses, driven by a Nubian slave. The master got into the carriage and gave the order to start, the horses began a steady trot, the two boys having to run to keep up, the bells on the costumes making a rhythmic sound, although it was now early evening, the son lowering in the sky, the temperature was still very warm, the boys soon produced copious amounts of sweat, which ran down their backs. The boys received many admiring looks as they toiled to keep up, the more adventurous citizens of Rome, shouted lewd comments. They had been going some 20 to 25 minutes just leaving the outskirts of Rome, when the senator gave the order to speed up, the horses broke into a faster trot, the boys had no choice but to increase their speed, their legs ached, the sweat filling their eyes, as they pounded the earth, after a further 10 minutes, the pace slackened and they entered a driveway, a resplendent villa before them, they pulled up in front and stopped, both boys gasping for breath, as they tried to get more air into their lungs.

Aaron sank to his knees exhausted. The senator alighted from the carriage and walked round to the back, seeing Aaron slumped to the floor, he screamed at him to get up, he was not allowed to rest on the floor, the senator told him he would be punished for such an act. Aaron struggled up, several slaves came out of the villa and unhitched the two boys and took them into the house. As the senator entered his 14 years old son ran to his father, “father, father” he cried. And jumped up at his father, hugging him around his neck. The father kissed his boy on the cheeks and hugged him. “I have purchased your first slave my boy” said the senator.” Oh father, thank-you, which one is mine, “

The younger of the two boys, the light skinned one” said the senator

“Can I have him now father” he said

“Not yet my son, he has to be trained first, besides he needs punishing, as he rested without permission perhaps that could be your first lesson on how to treat slaves if they misbehave” said the senator.

“Show me how father” cried the boy.

“Very well” said the senator. He beckoned to a slave standing close by, who brought him a selection of canes.

“First, choose the cane you think fits the crime, the thinnest stings the most, then a thicker one for more serious crimes, and the very thickest will produce the most pain, but is more difficult to use, we will start with the thinnest cane”.

He swung the cane through the air; it made a fine swishing sound.

“First get the slave to bend over and grasp his ankles, before that tell him to take off his costume, it is always best to punish them naked, make sure he bends fully over, so the skin on his buttocks is nice and firm, now take aim like this” he told his son, bringing the cane up high, make sure you look at the point you wish to strike, then bring it down with full force, striking his buttocks, like so”

The cane whipped through the air and landed in the middle of Aaron’s buttocks, he screamed as the pain seared through his body, “Now you try my boy, remembering to take aim, look at the point on his body you wish to strike, raise the cane and bring it down hard, and then make sure you follow through, so he takes the full force of the stroke”, instructed the senator

The boy took up position and took aim, raised the cane and brought it down on Aaron, the cane struck Aaron at the top of his legs just where the buttocks meet, Aaron again screamed.

“Is that where you wanted to strike your slave “asked father.

“Try again, but this time take steady aim and keep looking at the point you wish to strike” instructed the father.

The boy took careful aim, steadied himself, and struck Aaron a vicious blow, the cane bit into Aaron’s skin, crossing the first wheal the father had made, Aaron screamed out loud, tears welled up in his eyes.

“Much better my boy” praised the father, “that is enough for to-night, I am sure you will have many opportunities to practise”.

“Thank-you father” said the boy.

At that moment Aaron started to stretch up.

“There, said the father, you have another opportunity to punish your slave, he has moved without being given permission, you can do it tomorrow, for to-night he and my new slave will bed down with Tebius and there instruction can begin tomorrow.”

“But father” exclaimed his son, I was hoping to take my new slave to my quarters, so I can get to know him better, please, please father.”

“Oh very well, but I will post a guard outside your room, we do not know if the new slave can be trusted yet, if there is any signs of trouble, call the guard.” said his father.

[asicsboi]

cool.. interesting development .... Can't wait...

[Officelover]

Yeah... neat developement. Keep going, Tony12, keep going.

[TheFloss]

Good story! Although I distinctly recall reading it online some place else before, a few months ago...

[Yossarian42]

I love the historical background of it. It is indeed a cool story, bro.

[Pandaman]

I love this story. Great job Tony 12. You Rock, bro.

[sailorman3217]

this is an amazing story and you MUST continue!!! lol A+