Roughly two thousand years ago, most of what is now Europe was dominated by the Empire established by the now Capital City of Italy, Rome. And from some of the remains of the Roman City of Pompeii, destroyed by a volcanic eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79 AD, it’s clear that the “Ancient Romans,” as they are now referred to as, weren’t beyond practicing in some sexual games, and that almost certainly would have included bondage. So, for THIS story, I’m going back to the “Glory that was ROME!”
IN SEXUAL SLAVERY TO LUCRETIA
The Slave Market was packed to the rafters when I was brought onto the stage. “So Ladies and Gentlemen, a fine specimen we have here. Former Germanic Tribe Chieftain, so would make a fine Gladiator or Sex Slave for the Ladies amongst you, and as an extra bonus can converse fully in Latin too!” Dressed only in leather shorts, my wrists bound behind my back I began to scan my potential new owners. There were some Gladiator School representatives present as well as some rich Roman Matrons, and I realised that this was a real crossroad moment in my life. In a few minutes time my future would be decided and I was either going to end up in a Ladas or in some spoiled woman’s bed. Fighting or shagging? In which direction would be the rest of my days be heading?
One of the Matrons in particular, a stunningly beautiful blonde woman dressed in a gorgeous red stola clearly made of expensive silk material, who completely oozed real sex appeal, caught my eye and we did actually make eye contact after which she smiled giving me hope that I was to end up as HER property. As the bidding rose and people began to drop out I noticed with relief that she was not one of them. Before long only one of the Gladiator School men and herself were left. The bidding rose higher and higher, when finally the Gladiator man shook his head, meaning that she had won and to my complete joy, she was now my Domina and I now absolutely belonged to this utterly gorgeous woman. Her name was Lucretia and what I didn’t know is that she was recently widowed, having being left very rich indeed. From the look she gave me upon securing ownership of myself, what I DID know was that my primary duty in her servitude and the ONLY reason she had purchased me was purely and simply going to be - SEX!
A few months earlier, as the Slave Agent had announced, I had been a Chieftain in a Germanic village and a re-known warrior. Against my better judgement I had joined in an attempt to destroy the Roman forces present just across the River Rhine, to stop them raiding our territory which they did on a frequent basis. But, with knowledge of Rome, their army and tactics and being able to speak Latin, I knew that we were too weak to succeed in the hothead’s aims. Fighting them whilst on our side of the river was one thing, which is the path I argued we should take knowing they would accept that as fair warfare, but if we crossed into their “space” that would push them too far. But I’d been outvoted and had to go along.
So I found myself in a boat along many others crossing the river, and landing, unopposed on the Roman side. Gathering together, several thousand strong we moved towards the nearest settlement, the idiots expecting easy pickings. But it wasn’t long before my fears were to be realised very shortly a line of Roman Legionaries appeared in front of us, in their normal disciplined formation. The hotheads launched themselves against the line but very soon discovered why that was exactly the wrong thing to do as the short swords of the Legionaries started to take their toll. The piles of German dead soon began to rise and it wasn’t long before our line broke with tribesmen running headlong for the boats. The Romans began to rapidly advance to cut us down on the riverbank, but I managed to gather a group of our more resolute warriors and we formed a shield wall to buy our colleagues some time. The Romans found my group a little more difficult to brush aside and we really put up a decent fight, enabling most of the German tribesmen to escape. But we were soon surrounded and doomed, we were going to die where we stood.
However the Senior Roman Commander halted his men, recognising the financial potential of my group in the slave markets, and having been impressed with the fight we had shown, invited us to surrender, promising to spare our lives. Thankfully my command of Latin enabled myself to understand him, as I explained his offer to my men, their nods assured me that they were going to be sensible and they started to drop their weapons. A short period afterwards we were all bound with our arms behind us and tied in a line together to begin our new lives as captives of Rome.
I knew that for many of them this would mean a life of back-breaking labour either in the fields of some farm estate or in the salt mines, but my status as a Chieftain and my ability to speak Latin meant I faced a better prospect. And that’s how I came to be sold in the Slave Market in Rome itself and to become the property of my new Domina, Lucretia.
Following the auction I was handed over to her people and marched back to her extensive and expensive Villa in the really affluent part of the city, without meeting or speaking to the Domina herself. Arriving back at her house it wasn’t long before I was summoned to her presence where she soon discovered that the Slave Agent had not lied, I could speak Latin and so began to explain how my new life was to take shape. “I have brought you for one main purpose and one purpose ONLY, to service my sexual desires! If you do so well and obey all of my commands you will be able to have a good and comfortable life here, that much I can assure you. But NEVER, EVER forget that I am your Domina, NEVER forget your status, because if you do forget that you will soon realise I can be as hard and ruthless as ANY man. Do you understand?”
“You have made yourself very clear Domina. I promise to always try my best to do precisely what you require of me.”
“Good. I’m pleased to see that my thought upon my first sight of you, that you have a brain in your head was correct. I mean what I say, serve my desires well and your life WILL be good. Go and take a bath now, wash all that stink of the Slave Pens away, and I think it will be time for me to sample my new purchase!”
After a good bath, which I both needed and enjoyed, I reported to her bedroom for our first session together. And she was insatiable and VERY highly skilled in bed. Making sure I put her needs first, which I was VERY careful to do, didn’t mean I couldn’t also enjoy the experience. What a fantastic few hours and I had managed to both please and satisfy her completely, thoroughly enjoying myself too! She dismissed me with a large smile upon her face and a comment of “if you carry on in that manner you will do very well here!” And so I returned to my slave quarters, far larger and more comfortable than the normal found in Roman houses, indicating the truth of her promises.
Lucretia was NO fool. As a widow, particularly a rich one, that meant a certain level of high respect in society and whilst there were areas of life where she would not have the same powers as a man, she did have total control of her domestic and financial affairs, control she would lose to a man if she remarried. So she had NO intention to do so, despite the many suitors to her hand. And now, with her purchase of myself, her carnal desires could be satisfied whilst she retained full control. Especially as I proved fully able to satisfy those desires and to enjoy myself very much doing so. Which pleased her, because it did make the sex even more passionate and fulfilling for her too. But I NEVER forgot the warning she had given me when I first became her slave and NEVER over-stepped the mark, always putting HER enjoyment before my own. For example, I NEVER initiated any kiss between us. Oh, such kisses happened, believe me, and some were VERY passionate indeed! But none, NONE, were ever started by me. Because I was no fool either and I knew precisely where my bread was buttered. When I wasn’t in her bed I was allowed to do almost ANYTHING I wished with very little duties other than sex. After a few weeks when it became clear to Lucretia that I could be trusted I virtually ran the household. Standing in that line of captives after my surrender I had never hoped to have a life of servitude as pleasant as this, which I was grateful to have been given and was NEVER going to put at risk. Very soon the armed guard standing by the door during our sessions was no longer present, and I, as a former warrior became her bodyguard, escorting her everywhere, quite prepared to lay down my life for my Mistress should I need to, a fact she recognised completely. My loyalty and devotion to Lucretia was TOTAL and ABSOLUTE, she both knew and appreciated it. However, this very satisfying state of affairs for me, considering the fact that I actually was a slave, was all before Lucretia allowed actual physical bondage to enter into the equation!