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My Fantasy of The Day
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My Fantasy of The Day Every know and then I get some crazy fantasy and I just have to get it out. Here is the one that I am having today. I'm the 3rd of a Roman Senator who has fallen on hard times financially. He is also having to fight a battle to keep hidden from society that I am also a disgrace to the family after being caught in bed with one of the household slaves. My father is desperate to come up with a solution though and then one day I give it to him. I know that in his wider circle of friends are some very kinky and morally lose men, all of whom are powerful and rich. The proposal meanwhile is simple, I will, in private, give up my citizenship and allow myself to be sold to one of these men as a slave. I am curvy, sexy and desirable and I know that I will bring a very very good price. Those powerful perverts love the thought of being able to own someone who is so well bred. Desperate for the cash and angry and being already spoiled by my previous adventures my father agrees. A few weeks later all is set and my potential buyers attend my father's house for a large party. During the party are games and shows, many of them of a sexual nature. I parade around as his , my status set by his position and join in as a member of the party. Then the time arrives. All of those who are not to be privy to what happens next are removed until only a small clique of 6 potential bidders, my father and two of his most trusted slaves and I are left. Standing before the small crowd I am called forward and presented to the group. My father looks at me and I nod back, "I am ready" I say. At a given command I remove my ring of citizenship and the slaves then strip my clothes from my body to leave me naked, smooth and exposed. A leather collar is then place around my neck with an iron ring at the front. Staying in my position the potential bidders each inspect me without touching. They are free to ask as many questions, probing, personal, embarrassing questions as they like. Each is answered honestly and openly by me and then the bidding begins. Just five minutes later one of the bidders, a tall, dark haired man in his mid 30's steps forward and places a leash on me. He is presented with a document of ownership and he then guides me from that house, my families finances secured. To hide the truth from others, they are told that I have been taken permanently ill and so will never be seen in public again. In reality I travel hidden away from public eyes as a slave and for my new master. His favourite entertainment? To take me to visit like minded friends; have me parade before them and then let their muscular, hung, Nubian slaves take me in groups of 2 or more. Obviously I have not written this in story form, more a sort of basic explanation. Maybe I should make it a proper story someday? Let me know what you think. |
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