Cyrus and Atara waited to be sold. There village had been plundered by the barbaric raiders who had forced Cyrus to watch as they had repeatedly raped Atara. The raiders had sold them to slave traders and now the two of them stood naked on an auction block, shaved of all body hair except a triangle of pubes to prove their hair want dyed. The only thing either of them wore was a wooden sign hung around their necks with a piece of rope. Though they did not know, it the signs recorded information, about them, their race, health, and the fact that they were husband and wife, buyers rarely bought spouses.
The auctioneer reached Cyrus.
"Here we have a strong and healthy male. He has the preferred black hair, is attractive and, as you can clearly see, very well built," the auctioneer said with a smile as he grabbed at Cyrus's cock. "This man was probably a self sufficient farmer, who can do anything from plow your fields, to clean your house, to suck your cock.
Cyrus blushed and looked away from the crowd in shame because at the auctioneers words and actions.
"Let's start the bidding at two hundred silver!" shouted the auctioneer.
Cyrus held back the tears. He was humiliated and was now being bought like he would be a cow in his old life. Surely, a human had to be more valuable than just some coins.
He finally sold to a women for 325 silver coins.
"Now my good people let me direct your attention to this fine specimen of female flesh," continued the auctioneer. "She also has desirable black hair, which as you can see is real," he said pointing at the small triangle of pubic hair she had been left. "She has tits the size of grapefruits, or maybe a little bigger even," he said as he held her breasts in his hand. Then the auctioneer turned Atara around and bent her over. Her ass is nice and firm," he said giving her a firm spank. "And, unfortunately, she is not a virgin, though I can tell you she has a nice and tight cunny, and is surely very fertile. All in all, she could be a labourer, pleasure slave, or breeder. Let's start the bidding at 300 silver!"
Atara openly wept as the bidders started to shout. She was soiled and humiliated in front of hundreds of people. Her only hope left was she would be bought by a decent owner and sent to work in the fields. She was finally sold to a women for 425 silver.
Atara's buyer had had enough of the auction so Atara was taken, bound and gagged, and then put in the back of a cart. It was only then she realized she and her husband had been bought by the same person. Finally, something good had happened for them!
The could not embrace or speak to each other on the way to their mistress's large villa, but it was simply enough to know they were together.
When they did arrive at the villa they were taken by two young, attractive female slaves who took them to the baths. As they were bathed and the shaved of their remaining body hair, the two girls instructed them on what to do.
"When you are presented to our mistress you must not look her in the eyes unless you are speaking to her, you must not speak unless spoken to, and above all, do whatever she commands." The girls then place leather collars around their necks, marking them as laves of their new mistress, Attica.
They were then led naked into a large room. The floor of the room was stone, or at least a few feet around the edges was. It appeared to Cyrus that the rest of the room was depressed a few feet, like a shallow bath, but instead of water it was a giant mattress filling the depressed sections of the floor. Lying in the center of the mattress on a pile of cushions and pillows was their new mistress.
"Look at me my new slaves," she said.
The mistress was an older woman, in her late thirties or early forties. She has large breasts which were firmer than most women's at her age. She had light brown hair and, unlike her shaved slaves, she sported a slightly trimmed bush of brown pubic hair above her vagina.
"I am glad to see that you have been properly shaved and cleaned, I don't allow my slave body hair," Their mistress continued. "You are lucky, slaves who used to be couples are rarely purchased together, especially when they are to be pleasure slaves like you two are, because most masters believe it will cause disobedience. I, however, think it can be used to maintain discipline, and besides, it is very amusing for me.
"In case it was not yet clear to you two, you are going to be my sex slaves. Again, you are lucky, you will be excused from hard labor, and will be practically pampered. Also, you are lucky it was I who purchased you for two reasons. One, I am a women, many men are much more brutal masters than me, though I must admit, I can be rather nasty when I choose to be. Two, because the two of you will be allowed to have sex together. Let me explain though, Cyrus, yes I know your names, you will probably never feel your prick in Atara's sweet cunny again. But the two of you will get to pleasure me and others together. I may reward you in the future by letting you pleasure each other orally but we will see. Finally, you are no longer husband and wife."
Mistress Attica looked at her two new slaves and felt herself grow aroused.
"Cyrus, you have the honor of being my first male pleasure slave in some years. I usually ended up putting them in chastity or having them castrated, and without their cocks I soon grew bored of them. I have decided to give it another try though. You both must ask me for permission to orgasm before you can cum. If you cum without my permission, then you will both be punished, and you, Cyrus, will be put in chastity. Do you both understand?"
"I understand," they both murmured in shocked unison.
"Good, then lets begin," Attica snapped her fingers and a slave girl, naked except for her collar, came into the room. She was short and plump, though definitely not fat, with large breast and big ass. "Later Atara, me and you shall have some time alone, for now though you will practice on Laelia here while I see how well Cyrus can perform. Show her what to do Laelia."
Laelia pushed Atara down onto the floor mattress and, before she could move away, forced her pussy on top of Atara's face
