This story takes place in a world were sexual slavery is a common, public right to the wealthy. All characters 18 or above. Please leave kind, constructive comments and vote. Much love! xxx
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Preview
Sagi was one of the wealthiest lords in Arodesa. He was the epitome of attractive with dark, almost black, locks of hair, tan skin covered in muscle and smoldering brown eyes. He was easily one of the tallest men in the city, standing at 7 feet even. It was rumored that his height, along with his good looks, were due to having Titan blood in his family history but nobody knew for sure.
Sagi enjoyed a life of opulence and decadence from a young age and when he reached adulthood he took an interest in the slave trade, as most of the lords did. Curiously, Sagi was not interested in simply using a slave for pleasure. What he wanted most was to find a mate.
He didn't care for anyone in his circle. They were all the same, expecting a lifestyle ease with no personal responsibilities. He decided to search the salves simply because they were grateful to be bought by him. If they did not please him or did not want to please him sexually they were set free and given enough money to set themselves up as middle class citizens.
Sagi had freed six slaves now and was beginning to lose hope of ever finding his perfect mate. To be fair, he was being quite picky. He had certain physical requirements as well as the need for his mate's total submission. That was the bit the former slaves would have issue with.
Though a few tried, none of the formers could bare how degrading Sagi's dominance could be, when given the choice to stay or leave. Sagi often wondered if he should give up the monster that raged inside of him and controlled his lust. There didn't seem to be a person alive that would want to satisfy or love him.
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Today
"Sir? Mr. Habberforth is here to see you. Should I show him in?"
"Yes, yes," Sagi replied in a weary tone.
He knew the salve trader, in question, was excited about his latest find. No doubt he was just trying to swindle more of his wealth, Sagi mused.
"Ah! Lord Sagi! Wait til you see what I've brought you today!" The thin, balding man that walked into the room spoke confidently, excitement rolling off of him.
Sagi raised an eyebrow, "You brought someone? You know I like to pick from your new shipments my self!" Though he scolded the man, he was undeniably curious.
"Yes," the man blinked rapidly. "Yes of course! But I promise, I've found you the perfect boy!"
Sagi had to roll his eyes. Habberforth had spoken those words so often that his credibility was shot.
"Well, I suppose since he's here, bring him in."
Mr. Habberforth nodded to a heavily muscled handler. The man walked out of the room and came back a minute later, prodding a very young man in front of him. A small frown crossed Sagi's face at the sight of the prod.
"Has he been disobedient? What is the meaning of the prod?"
"Drop it!" Habberforth said to the handler.
The man obeyed and the boy looked up from the floor to see who made the order. Whatever harsh words were on Sagi's tongue, they were completely forgotten when the boy's eyes met his. He was probably the most beautiful young man Sagi had ever seen.
He had golden brown hair that hung in curls. It was a little long but it didn't reach his shoulders. His skin was pale with a slight pink undertone so that he seemed to glow. It was his eyes, however, that Sagi instantly fell in love with. They were blue, or maybe turquoise? They seemed to be a swirl of blue and green that reminded him of the ocean.
He stepped closer, wishing to examine the rest of his possibly soon-to-be property. Sagi took his hand and tucked it beneath the boy's chin, looking even more intently into his eyes. Sagi saw no fight left in them. Only sadness, acceptance and fear.
"What's so special about him?" Sagi finally asked Habberforth.
"He's one of the boys that were bred for one purpose only," the man hinted.
Sagi's eyebrows went up in shock. This boy was going to be expensive if he came from the Capital. After a generation, certain pleasure slaves were breaded to create the perfect slaves that men would want to ravage and humiliate. Any imperfection was cause for death so not many of the boys that were created were ever sold. They all had to be flawless, especially in one area and they were virgins. They were called The Flowers.
"You brought me an actual Flower Habberforth?"
The man grinned evilly, "Go on and see for yourself."
Sagi looked down at the linen the the Flower wore around his waist before looking back up at his face. The boy looked as if he were ignoring the entire conversation, save for the blush on his cheeks that gave him away. He looked just as he ought to, small, delicate, breakable. He couldn't have been more that five feet tall. Sagi finally reached down and pulled the linen away to get a good look at the boy's dick.
Although the situation was embarrassing, the little package poked out, hard as a rock. The boy was turned on, not that he had much control over that. It was due to the drug that all slaves were given which caused them to be turned on, when naked, no matter what they felt about the situation. Sagi studied the little cock, it couldn't have been more than 3 inches max and it was fully hard. The boy had no pubic hair or body hair of any kind making his little dick look more like an enlarged clit, save for the grape sized balls that hid beneath it.
"Turn around," Sagi ordered and the boy complied but began to tremble in fear.
He bent forward, as was expected of him, and spread his asscheeks. At the same time a tear dropped down his face because he knew he was about to be found out. He was meant to be a virgin until his master purchased him but his handler had brutally raped him two nights ago. His hole had been damaged and bleeding at the time and still looked used. He had tried in vain to cover the bruising on his ass with makeup but the heat was causing him to sweat it off.
