Roman toy boy

Roman toy boy

I decided to try and write something a little different from what I usually write and because I find Roman history fascinating decided to write a first person femdom roman historical story.

I choose the mid 70 AD’s because it was a time of change but one where the empire was quite stable and also before Vesuvius erupted and the information we get from Pompeii. I also wanted to make it reasonably authentic and make my hero and the other characters Roman and not English circa 1980 living in Rome as much as I possibly could.

For instance while not overtly racist (but they were very anti-semitic particularly at this time as the first major war against the Jews had just finished) everything to do with about being a Roman was to do with status and class. Slaves were at the bottom even though a slave could be a lot richer than a poor freeman. Many slaves were freed and become freedman but still owed their former masters many duties and indeed as the top of society (the senators) were not meant to engage in businesses worked for their old masters. Above slaves and freedman were the free born citizens (plebs )(many of whom were descended from slaves because virtually uniquely in Rome all ex slaves and their children became citizens) who got the free grain but could be very poor as most work was done by slaves and freedmen. The free born were divided into different classes with the top two being the equites and then the senators at the very top.

Therefore my hero is proud to be a free born citizen and looks down on freedmen and slaves and sees himself as the equal to all free Roman’s even senators because in the 1st century the idea of all Romans being equal was still talked about as if it was true. Roman society was also completely sexist and women had no votes or voice but also did not pay taxes. A woman was under the control of her father for her whole life (not her husband) but by the 70’s many of the strict restrictions on women had disappeared and many women run their own businesses and if rich managed their own lands.  

Roman attitudes to sex were that a man could do anything he wanted to an inferior but that a men did the penetrating and was on top (or from behind) however while women were meant to be chaste this was pre Christian and it was expected that a woman not getting regular sexual pleasure would become ill. What this meant we do not really know however we know that prostitution was extremely common and visiting a prostitute was considered a normal thing for a man to do. As for women we do not know but certainly they would have expected to have got regular sexual satisfaction.

Therefore it seems logical to assume that a group of men existed who gave women sexual satisfaction. These men would have not been slaves or freedmen as they would be to lower born but Rome would have been full of young poor men such as my hero able to fulfil such a role.

Other things such as the fact that girls married at thirteen and men at thirty meant large age differences in marriages and as all high class marriages were arranged by the parents no real love between partners. Therefore if a woman survived childbirth and many did not they faced a long unsatisfactory marriage particularly as by 75 political divorce was not as common as during the republic and this would surely have encouraged the development of men working to pleasure women.

Several other things will be confusing to modern readers such as the fact that Roman years were named after people (the consuls) and not by some logical system. Also most Roman males were named the same as their fathers making working out who is who from our limited sources very difficult and worse freedmen took their masters name so the son of a senator and the son of a slave could have the same name. This to a modern reader is very confusing but presumably the Romans knew who was who from the context. As for women well they usually only had one or two names and those were just the family name feminised (i.e. the Julian’s produced Julia’s) and the history of the imperial family has numerous Julia, Antonia, Dominita’s etc causing even more confusion and making identification of women even more problematic.

I have also used some Latin words giving the first time I use them their nearest English translation because these are words that do not have a direct English translation (i.e. moderatrix = woman in control).

Anyway I hope you enjoy my attempts and if you know your Roman history let me off any obvious errors I have let slip though. Chapter one has no sex in it but sets the scene so feel free to start at Chapter 2.

Chapter 1

Greetings I wish to record for history an account of my life and of my relationships with the powerful women of Rome. If I were to publish this account in my own life I would still be killed even though the events I record happened many years ago but still many of the families I served are still powerful therefore I have placed this account in the crypt under my church during the year of Caesar Traianus Hadrianus Augustus III  and P. Dasumius Rusticus (119 AD) where soon my body will lay while my soul meets my lord knowing that if the almightily God wishes people will read it and learn of the corruption of the women of Rome.

I will start my story not with my birth or even with my learning of the one true faith but when I was a young man of just eighteen and living in Rome during the year Titus Flavius Vespasianus VI and Titus Flavius Vespasianus IV (75 AD).

My name then was Gaius Fonteius Britannicus Flavus and that name tells you all you need to know. I was of British stock as both my parents were British but I myself was born in Rome. I was not born as a slave but as the child of freedman and as so was a full citizen of Rome.

My father also Gaius Fonteius Britannicus Flavus (Britannicus Flavus means blond British) had been a British fighter enslaved and brought to Rome and used by the Fonteius Capito family. My mother had also been caught by the roman troops and sold as a slave also to the Fonteius Capito family. My father had been trained and used as a house painter and my mother had been a maid. Then during the year of Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus I and Lucius Antistius Vetus (55 AD) they had been freed and married with my mother taking the name Bella Britannica Flava Fonteia (Bella Britannica Flava means pretty British blonde).

My parents had lived in a Insula (flat) but on the second floor and my father had was reasonably well paid and I had been born during the year of Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus II and Lucius Calpurnius Piso (57 AD) and after my birth my parents had had two daughters Bella who was eight when my story starts and Pulchra (also means pretty) who was then six.

All had been good or at least as good at it could be for a working freedman in Rome. Then a year before my story starts my father had been taken sick as many more were and died of the fever. I had been trained as a painter by my father but honesty means I have to say I did not have his talent with my murals looking wooden compared to his and while I had also leant to read and write in both Greek and Latin this work was usually done by slaves. So quickly money was tight as in Rome then with no church a poor woman was not seen as someone worthy of support but as someone to exploit.

However my mother turned to the Fonteius Capito family for help but got little as why should they really care about a freedwoman? Within twelve months we had no money and I had no work as my father’s friends did not have enough work to support a poor quality painter.

So once more my mother went to see the Fonteius Capito family to beg them to stop her and her daughters being put on the streets because now we could not afford our rent even though we were living now on the top floor. This time she was seen by the domina (mistress) of the family and she was much nicer and gave my mother money for the month’s rent and extra for food. She also asked about me and was told by my mother about how I was only a poor painter and how I would never survive the violence of the legions and the domina expressed support for her and then asked to see her and me in nine days.

I feel I should tell you about my patron and her family. Both she and her husband were from the top of society. Her husband was Gaius Fonteius Capito and he was the son of another Gaius Fonteius Capito who had been consul with Gaius Vipstanus Apronianus (59 AD) and his great grandfather had been consul and his uncle as well. However his father had been governor of Lower Germany under Nero and was famous for being corrupt and during the year of the four emperors (69 AD) was killed on the orders of Galba.

Gaius Fonteius Capito my domina’s husband who had been born during the year of Marcus Vinicius I  and Lucius Cassius Longinus (30 AD) had reached the rank of Praetor under Nero and had been with his father in Lower Germany but avoided death during the rule of Galba and had supported then Vespasian. This should have meant that after the purification of Rome that he was soon given his turn as consul. However Vespasian considered him to be not corrupt but to be lazy and also over fat and so did not promote him but instead gave him membership of the Arval Brethren as a sop and while this did not honour him as his family should have been Gaius Fonteius Capito was happy with this.

My domina’s family was equalled prestigious her father Sextus Julius Rufus had died when serving as Praetor when she was five years old but her uncle Lucius Julius Rufus had reached the rank of consul. 

Her name was Julia Rufa and she was born during the year of Marcus Vinicius II and Titus Statilius Taurus Corvinus (45 AD) and had been married to Gaius Fonteius Capito who was actually her half cousin during the year of Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus IV and Cossus Cornelius Lentulus (60 AD).

Their marriage had produced three children a daughter aged when my story starts fourteen Fonteia major recently married to her cousin another Lucius Julius Rufus, a son another Gaius Fonteius Capito aged thirteen and a second daughter Fonteia minor aged twelve. This last birth had been very difficult for Julia Rufa and afterwards she was unable to have any more children.

This tells you all I knew and you so far need to know about my patrons apart from what you know of course that Capito  means big headed and they were very arrogant  and well named while of course Rufus means red head even though Julia Rufa was more dark than red headed.

Therefore I will start my story with myself and my mother waiting to meet Julia Rufa on a cold morning inside her family Domus (large town house) near the top of Caelian Hill the day after Regifugium (February 24) during the year of Titus Flavius Vespasianus VI and Titus Flavius Vespasianus IV (75 AD). My mother was still blonde and beautiful but the last year had started to age her and as for me I was blond, tall, thin and not muscular but I think attractive as I stood nervously wearing my cleaned tunic.

A slave called us in and we walked behind her though the public front area and to my surprise into the private and woman’s area where Julia Rufa was waiting for us. She was thirty and was of average height with dark hair and was plump with big womanly breasts and when we entered the room she was reclining on a couch wearing just a short bed time tunic. Her appearance surprised me because she had her hair down and no makeup on and was wearing a tunic that flowed free around her round body allowing me to see her thighs and her breasts. Of course I had seen hundreds of naked women indeed our current Insula had in its basement a whole collection of cheap naked slave whores from all parts of the empire and as they were cheaper than an apple to get relief from I had visited them many times in the last few months but I was amazed to see Julia Rufa looking unkempt. My mother was not surprised but then she was used having been a slave to seeing the rich and powerful as they really were.

More slaves produced two stools and we sat and waited for Julia Rufa to acknowledge us. After a minute giving us all time to remember who was boss she moved on the couch making her tunic rise and I was amazed to see a flash from between her legs of dark hair as she wiggled to face us. She smiled and said “welcome Bella Britannica” and I was surprised again at her using my mother’s slave name not that my mother minded but then she was used to this having of course been a slave but most people nowadays called her Fonteia.

Then Julia Rufa turned to me and said “and your handsome boy! Well I have considered how best we can help you Bella Britannica and I think I have a solution that will please us all. You do not want to live on the streets and see your daughters in the whore house and as for your boy well he would not survive the first fight with the German barbarians. For me Bella Britannica my children are older and do not need me so I feel I need a new project to keep me occupied and amused and your boy would seem to be what my project requires. Indeed from what my agents say he will be perfect and you deserve an easier life”

I was confused pleased that Julia Rufa was willing to help us but finding her tone worrying however my mother nodded and said “thank you domina we are under your patronage”

Julia Rufa smiled and said “my offer will be the best you will get. First for you and your lovely daughters! I will give you free to live in a flat in Ostia by the sea, I will pay for your daughters to be educated both in Greek and Latin and when they are fourteen I will find them educated well off men to marry and I will provide them with the dowry and they will be my clients” my mother nodded and we both knew this was very good. Of course their husbands would be freedman of Julia Rufa’s older but probably Greek and educated and in the nasty world of Rome a poor girl would do far worse.

Julia Rufus continued “as for yourself you will become my client and live in the flat rent and tax paid free for life. I will pay you 1200 sestertius a year until your daughters marry and then 900 until you die. As for work you do not work for me but occasionally I may want you to check on the movements of some of the ships in the harbour and report to me.” My mother nodded knowing that this was good money and indeed with the free citizens’ grain she would be well off richer than we had been when my father was alive. As for the work well it was simple commercial spying because one of the sources of wealth for the family was their ships and knowing about the other ships was sensible.

However there had to be a catch and as Julia Rufus smiled at me I knew it was me as she said “the price is your son! He will for twelve years serve me under the conditions of nexum and not the new conditions no the old republican condition of nexum!” I gasped at that as being in her debt bondage meant I was virtually her slave but without the stigma of being a slave worse while nowadays nexum (debt slave) did not mean you could be put in chains she wanted to be able to do that to me.

Julia Rufus smiled and said “After twelve years of service I will find him a nice rich woman to marry who will keep him for the rest of his life in pampered luxury! As for his service to me well it will not be hard work and certainly not labouring but something I suspect with some careful training he will show a real talent for. No as my nexum he will have a very soft life and will not be harmed ” and I gasped as she leant forward on the couch and deliberately let her tunic slip forward so that her large plump breasts were exposed to my view as I looked down the tunic top.

The way she spoke and moved told me that my service to her was going to be personal and sexual to her and I was going to be her puer (inferior boy) or indeed her pellex (male whore/ gigolo) while she was going to be not only my domina but also my moderatrix amatrix (women in charge sexual mistress). I was not adverse to the idea because while Julia Rufus was old for me she was better kept than most of the whores I could afford but with her I knew it was me who would be the whore and not her even though I had no real idea of what that meant. However I knew the offer would save my mother and sisters and for me well twelve years as her love slave was better than twenty in the legions so what choice did I have?

I looked at my mother and was amazed when she said “a very generous offer domina I am sure my son will desire to serve you” but as she spoke I remembered that she had never mentioned having to serve the men of the household when she was a slave even though her name made clear she had done so and therefore having served she obviously considered I would not mind either.

What could I say then but to agree with my mother that yes I would become Julia Rufus’s nexum. Julia Rufus smiled and said “I thought you would well Gaius and Bella Britannica here is the written agreements please sign and then Bella Britannica a couple of my stronger male slaves can go with you and help you pack and then take you by cart to  Ostia. The sea air will do your daughters good! As for you Gaius well I am eager to start training you!”

An elderly female slave aged at least fifty and very fat handed my mother and I each two documents and a quick read confirmed what Julia Rufus had offered us and we signed them. The slave gave one copy of each to my mother and took the other one away and the deed was done and now my mother and sisters were set up while I now belonged to Julia Rufus.

Julia Rufus spoke and said “I will let you say goodbye to your son Bella Britannica but you can write to him and he will write to you and at least once a year you can see him. Thank you Bella Britannica I know I am doing the best for you”

My mother grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room and said “by Jupiter the arrogance of the woman but she is right it is a good offer and you will have to be brave! Now some advice darling as a slave your mistress is always right so just do as she orders! Now give me a kiss and be brave for being a sexual slave is not nice! Just how nasty it is I am afraid you are going to quickly find out!” and then she gave me a kiss and a hug and then promising to write regularly to me she left accompanied by two male slaves to start her new life in Ostia while I was left to my new life with Julia Rufus.

Chapter 2

After my mother had left the old female grabbed my arm and I saw she was not a slave but a freedwoman as she had on the cap of liberty. She said “come with me boy! My name is Dura Julia and boy you will find me as hard and tough as my name! Now our mistress wants some fun and that will be you! I hope boy you know how to serve a woman or well boy you will find out just how hard my arm can wield a whip! And just how good I am at hitting a boy in his most sensitive parts!”

This comment terrified me as the old woman pulled me back into the room where Julia Rufus waited for me. She was lying on the couch and smiled and said “good Dura now the mother has left and he is trapped it is time for him to discover what my project is! Okay boy get naked I have heard from my spies that you look sweet naked and have a lovely penis but now I own you! As for sex well my spies tell me you use whores but have never been one! The whores told my spies that you were sweet and gentle with them not a brute and that is what I want even though boy that does not stop me being a brute with you! Okay naked now and then hands on head and legs apart and get hard for me!”

I gasped because I had never imagined a lady could speak like this but pulled off my tunic and loin cloth not knowing then it was to be the last time I wore one and then stood naked my hands on my head under her appraising eyes. I was not hard but as I saw her looking at me and saw her big breasts swinging free under her tunic and knew soon we would be having sex I got excited and to my embarrassment but her pleasure and amusement I got hard.

Julia Rufus smiled and said “yes pretty and perfect the right mixture of weakness and strength! Not a gladiator but slim and handsome and yes his dick is nice! And the blond hair makes him suitably foreign and exotic! Perfect for my plan and also for me!”

Then I gasped as Dura slapped my naked bottom and said “he seems soft domina but not where it matters! Okay boy on your knees you have a woman to serve! Tell us boy have you ever gone down on a woman? No well boy I hope you are a fast learner because licking cunt is going to be something that perfection is expected in!”

Julia Rufa laughed letting her freewoman take liberties with me and showing that Dura was also my domina and said “do not be too nasty to the little boy! But boy knell and approach me and worship my cunt! Make your amatrix happy puer!” I was shocked and confused but naked I knelt and shuffled towards her and she sat on the couch and pulled her tunic up and opened her legs so I could see her pussy.

Her pussy was covered in thick black pubic hair and this surprised me as all the whores I had been with had waxed there and even the few free women I had seen naked had trimmed themselves. However as I was to discover among the richer free women they never waxed and only trimmed their pubic hair if their husbands were inclined to give them cunnilingus. As Gaius Fonteius Capito had like most rich men never given his wife this Julia Rufus did not even trim herself. This meant that performing cunnilingus was for the male a much smellier proposition as I was discovering as I approached her open legs.

Julia Rufus smiled down at me as I stopped embarrassed and confused between her legs and said “go on boy! Long licks of the tongue all over and up and down my cunt and then wiggle it inside me when I am excited and then on the clitoris! Simple and easy boy make me happy!” her crudeness embarrassed me as she was a lady but I moved forward and cautiously started to licked between her legs wetting her thick pubic hair. She grabbed me by the ears and pulled me closer to get me where she wanted and I licked her as ordered. She smelt fishy between her legs not as bad as many Roman women I was to be forced to serve but not nice and tasted of a sort of musky off milk flavour. She also started to get wet as I licked her to my surprise as the whores I had been with never seemed to get wet. As several minutes she started to moan and really rammed my head into her and I felt my tongue enter her so I licked her and she pushed me so my whole mouth covered her pussy and it was hard to breathe. Also she was leaking a lot and I had to swallow as her juices filled my mouth. I then found her clitoris with my tongue and started to lick that going gently as I did not want to hurt her and within a couple of minutes she started to moan and the sob and her flow of juices increased dramatically. Then her thighs grasped my head as she leant back moaning loudly and continuously and I knew she was coming and was amazed by her response as I had never really seen a woman come. Then suddenly she pushed me off her pussy making me worried that I had done something wrong.

However when she smiled down at me I knew I had not and she said “well Dura he is a fast learner that was very nice! As good as a woman! No do not wipe your face boy it looks good to have your domina’s juices on your face! I knew he would be perfect Dura and he is and we are going to have so much fun with him! Well boy you know my project involves you and now you know it involves making me happy but that is only part of it boy! I am going to train you to be the best pellex a woman could ever have!” I gasped as that because while licking Julia Rufa had excited me the thought of being sold as a man whore to woman after woman did not.

She smiled and said “scary? Well it will be because boy you are going to serve the elite women of Rome! And these are not easy women to please they are bored and tough and expect perfection and you are going to give them that! And boy if you think licking a woman off is daring well wait till you find out some of the ideas these women have! Now I think it is time to get you pretty while my sweet cunt recovers from your tongue! Do you have everything Dura? Well good get him ready!”

I gasped as Dura grabbed me and pulled me up and made me stand not letting me clean my face. Worse I saw she had in her hands a pot of wax and cloths and I knew this was to remove body hair. I was not a hairy person but knew having your legs and arm pits done would hurt but said nothing as she smeared the warm wax on and placed the pulling cloths over the wax. However I gasped when she applied wax to my own pubic hair because firstly I knew this would hurt and secondly no man I had ever seen had been waxed. However I was now a pellex and Julia Rufa’s nexum so I had to accept this and also it let all women know my status.

When the wax was on Julia Rufa approached me her breasts swinging freely in the tunic and pulled one cloth of my arm making me gasp and as she did this Dura knelt and ripped them painfully from my legs. Soon the only body hair I had left was on my groin and I moaned as Julia Rufa grabbed the two clothes and savagely ripped my pubic hair out the sensation making me sob and moan. She smiled and said “oh yes he is not tough! Good I do not want tough I want good! Do his balls Dura!” and then I screamed as my balls were savagely yanked by Dura making her laugh at my distress.

Julia Rufa said “there we are much nicer now without that nasty hair and it makes your dick seem longer! Well when it is hard it will let me help and have a nice feel! Remember boy a woman can play with you how she likes your dick and balls are her toys!” I gasped as her warm hand surrounded my dick and instantly I went hard. She started to rub me and quickly being young I was getting excited and knew I was going to come. Then just as I was she let me go and said “no boy you come when a woman wants not when your penis wants! You are the one serving now! However making you wiggle has excited so boy lie on the couch and await my pleasure!”

Groaning with frustration I did so worried as I knew as soon as Julia Rufa let me enter her I would come and knowing that would not be acceptable.  However I was still thinking as a man not a pellex as Julia Rufa pulled off her tunic and approached me. Naked she was fat but not too fat and her big boobs flopped down onto her but she still looked sexy as she loomed over me and said “breast licking is important get me excited boy!” and lent forward and flopped a big fat breast into my face. I gasped and licked it licking all over its front and then taking her big plump nipple into my mouth and sucking and licking that. After a couple of minutes Julia Rufa moved and made me lick her other breast until both breasts had been equally stimulated.

I knew she was excited and so expected her to pull me off the couch and lie down so I could love her but then I discovered just how nasty my life was going to be. Dura handed her something and I could not work out what it was until Julia Rufa told me “this is for your dick boy. The silver stick goes in it so you get penetrated by the woman! It makes your come stay home as well and not spurt out! Then the silk shroud covers your shaft and collects any that does escape and better means you are not inside a woman properly as a man should be! Then finally this clever ring clicks on the bottom of the shroud and fixes it all in place and better stops you going soft even if you have come! Okay lie still and let me fit it!” I gasped as Julia Rufa took my dick and pushed into it a short silver stick that penetrated painfully half way down my shaft making me moan. Then she pulled the silk shroud so my dick was covered and then placed the open ring around the base of my shaft and then clicked it shut.

The device was painful and made me feel less of a man but worse Julia Rufa mounted the bed and me and then grabbed my dick and positioned it between her legs and then sunk down with a slight moan so she was on top of me. While I knew that women could ride a man I had never done it as only old men did this not young men. Also Julia Rufa was not young or light so I could not move as she wiggled on me and then started to rise and fall on me as she rode me as if I was a horse. It was humiliating to lie in the submissive female position however I was not a man but her slave and as I was to discover the wicked women of Rome when using a man virtually always went on top.

With the device on my penis and Julia Rufa on top and riding me and controlling me my excitement while high was not enough to come as I felt used and less than a man and worse knew I was and was now starting to see what I would be suffering for the next twelve years or indeed my life because I was now sure the woman I was married to would also be my amatrix. After sometime Julia Rufa started to moan and went red in the face and breasts and pinned me down with her hands and really hammered away on me and the urged me to come with her. I did not feel like it but suddenly and with no control because in those innocent days I had no real control either to stop coming or to come when ordered I was coming.

But it was a new sort of orgasm not what I was used to from my hand or a whores pussy or mouth. Instead as I came the silver stick meant my come could hardly get out and the backup made my whole dick spasm and ache quickly followed by a painful stabbing sensation to my balls that felt as if I had been savagely kicked in them. I moaned and sobbed bucking under her and then my dick went very sensitive but with the ring on stayed hard as Julia Rufa hammered away on me my pain exciting her more. I sobbed and tried to move but could not as she reached another powerful climax on me shaking with delight as submissively I had to let her have me.

Finally Julia Rufa stopped riding me and smiled down and said “that was very nice! The women will love you and your helpless moan as you came was wonderful! Thank you Dura!” and Julia Rufa sat on me as Dura wiped her sweaty body cool and clean but ignored me lying underneath her mistress. Worse my erection had not faded at all and I could feel my balls throbbing from the sperm that had not escaped. Then Julia Rufa said “well boy you have done well for your first service but the standard I and my friends will expect will not allow for slacking. Now I had better go boy I have to see my mother and while I know she will love using you I want to train you a little more before letting you serve outside!” and with that she pulled off me making me gasp as my dick sprung free from her pussy.

I lay there dazed and confused as Dura handed Julia Rufa a new clean tunic. She put it on and then smiled and turned and moved and lent down and kissed me hard on the lips. However as I expected it was her tongue in my mouth penetrating me and it was the kiss of an owner to a slave not the kiss of a woman to a man.

Then she broke off and said “as for you boy you stay here! Dura will look after you and continue your training! You will treat her as another domina and she will treat you as she wishes! As for the other women here you are polite to all but only serve them with my permission! They will be polite to you but well I know girls and you can expect some teasing! As for movements you stay where you are told! Later on I may allow you to move freely around the Domus but for now you will confined by me! As for leaving the Domus well until you finish your service to me you will only leave it to serve other women and always under the control of a woman! Yes boy from now on you will always be under the eyes of a moderatrix! Well I had better go and get dressed and see mother! Dura take him control him use him but mainly train him I will use him this afternoon.” And with that she left me used still with my dick trapped on the couch.

Chapter 3

After Julia Rufa had left the old freedwoman Dura turned to me and said “Now that looked nice you served my domina well but beware boy she can be very nasty if you fail her in anything! I know it hurt you to be ridden by her after coming but that was nothing compared to what you would have suffered if you had tried to stop her! However she is a fair woman so serve her fully and you will have the life of a pampered pet that you crave and are only fit for! Okay get up boy and follow me and I will show you our bedroom because boy you are sharing with me!”

I stood and roughly Dura grabbed my arm and pulled me to the back of the room I had served Julia Rufa in. I was able to see that it was her cubiculum (bedroom) but it was not the traditional small room but a large room with natural light because nowadays the rich of Rome prefer a larger cubiculum to recline and sleep in. At the back were some stone stairs and Dura pulled me up them into another large cubiculum with two couches in it obviously for her and I and connected to her domina’s room. I then knew that Dura had been with Julia Rufa for a long time and was later told by Dura it had been since Julia Rufa was five and that on Julia’s marriage she had been given her freedom but moved with Julia Rufa because the post of confidant to a rich woman was a good position for a woman particularly an ugly one.

Dura pointed to the couch in the corner and said “yours! Lie on it boy! You are going to give me pleasure now because watching my domina get off has excited me I love to see her getting pleasure!” I moaned at that as no way did I want Dura to have me but I was now a nexum and had no choice.

Worse the device buried in my shaft and the ring was keeping me hard so I lay there helpless to resist her. As I lay Dura pulled off her tunic making me shudder. If Julia Rufa had been old and plump for me well then Dura was ten times worse. She was much older fifty and much fatter. Her fat hung from her and her breasts while huge flopped down her front as she waddled towards me. I wanted to refuse her but could not as she mounted the couch and me and pushed my still hard dick up her pussy and I gasped as if entered her as I was still very sensitive. Dura leered down at me and said “lie still boy you have to get used to being used! Do not think like a man but as a woman! Sex is for the pleasure of the opposite sex and not for me my function is to give pleasure and not get it! Do that boy and your life will be easier because we are going to break you until you do!”

With that comment the old woman started to ride me like her mistress using me as a horse. I lay there unmoving watching disgustedly as her breasts and fat rippled and bounced as she rose and fell on me. As she rode me her pussy gripped my dick and that hurt me even inside my silk shroud but worse was being used as a woman or a slave by a large old ugly woman who was not even a full citizen. Not that Dura cared as soon sweat was pouring off her and onto me as she used me and soon she was also moaning and then coming on me.

After coming she slowed and said “nice boy now this time you can rub my boobs as I use you but no moving apart from boy a few wiggles as I come because I want you to come with me! Yes boy it gets worse unlike a man a woman sometimes likes a man to come and so boy you come when a woman wants and how a woman wants! And I want you to come with me this time! Do it boy or I will hurt your balls so much you will whimper like a baby!”

Therefore as she rode me again I had do try and do something I had never done before and get ready to come on demand. It was very difficult as the fat old woman rode me and pressed my hands onto her floppy breasts and made me rub her nipples as I could not block her out and imagine I was with a nice young whore as the reality of me being the nice young whore was obvious to me. I was lying as a woman being used my dick penetrated and covered by an old woman and nothing to stop that being true. However as the sweat flowed off her I knew I had to come and somehow I managed to ignore the pain from my dick and concentrate on some sort of small pleasure and then felt to my relief sexual excitement. Then as Dura hammered away getting excited I was able to let this grow even though it was not pleasure but disgust and humiliated pain I was feeling and when she moaned in orgasm I was able to come. If my last orgasm had been bad this one was terrible because my mind did not want it and worse physically it hurt. The spike in my penis stopped the come from leaving me and made my dick and balls ache as if pulled and kicked and I moaned and bucked underneath her increasing her pleasure as she saw my distressed orgasm.

Finally to my relief my orgasm was over and so was Dura’s. However she leered at me and said “that was nice and I can tell you did not enjoy coming! Shame now you belong to women you will not from now on your orgasms are not for your pleasure but for a woman’s amusement or to increase her pleasure! Now this will not be fun either lie totally still boy as I have you again! No moving or I will hurt you!” and I moaned as she started to ride me. Dura was right because as she moved up and down me even her large pussy made my penis ache and was glad that it was in a silk shroud but that offered me little if any real protection. However I lay as still as I could occasionally moaning in pain as the old woman used me until finally to my great relief she orgasmed once more on me.

My pleasure was increased when she pulled off my shaft but then I was horrified as she moved up me and said “lick me off boy! Yes lie there and give me your face child!” and she moved around my head and pushed her hairy dirty pussy into my face. I was amazed as I had never even considered the possibility of giving a woman cunnilingus from the female position. However I licked away as she sat herself on my mouth her juices filling it and making me swallow. She tasted even worse than Julia Rufa had and was much wetter as I licked her large gaping pussy and finally found her clitoris and settled to pleasure that until after sometime finally Dura came and got off me. 

She smiled down and said “that was nice for me and good training for you! Yes boy I know you hated it but from now on boy sex is something you give to women and they get pleasure not you! And boy you will have sex a hundred times worse than that!” I shuddered not believing her but now I know that with the wicked perverted women of Rome I did indeed have sex a hundred times worse than that if not a thousand times worse.

Then she grabbed my dick making me yelp but to my relief she unclipped the ring and pulled the silver spike from my dick and said “soon boy you will be able to wear this for half a day but for now we will have to take it off a lot! Indeed I think it needs a wash! Do not worry boy your domina had me buy three of them so you can always have a nice clean one to wear! Now you are to lie here and rest boy I imagine the change from man to sex slave means you need a rest and time to adjust so rest boy and get used to being a sexual plaything for women!” and with that she left me dazed on the bed glad to have some time to put into some sort of context what had happened to me this morning.

I lay there knowing I was legally trapped as Julia Rufa’s nexum and so had no real rights. Worse my acceptance of her rule was needed to ensure that my mothers and sisters had a good life. Therefore as I had agreed for twelve years I belonged to Julia Rufa and had to accept whatever evil and perverse plans she had for me and allow any woman she wanted rich, free or slave old, fat or ugly to use me as that woman wanted. If that was true than I had to behave and allow her and her servants to train me as a play toy and the realisation of my fate made me want to cry but I knew in the evil godless city of Rome that was my fate and I had better get used to it.

Then Dura returned and said “get up and wash boy follow me!” and made me follow her. Behind our cubiculum was a dark passage way only lit by a few scattered skylights and behind our room was another room. It was to my surprise a double toilet and sink with running water and watched by Dura I washed myself clean. She then made me return to our cubiculum that was open at the front and light with me glad I did not have to sleep and work in the back cubiculum’s as the household slaves did and I knew that maybe my fate was not the worse it could have been. When we got to the room Dura gripped my dick and rubbed it making me hard but that was just to amuse her and humiliate me. Then she handed me a clean tunic but told me I did not get a loin cloth making me feel even more of a whore. The tunic was well made and soft but short and I knew I would have to be very careful how I walked and sat not to expose myself.

Then Dura took me by the arm and walked me all around the Domus so I would know where I was and the many people who worked there would know who I was. I was introduced by her as the ‘domina’s puer’ and apart from a few smiles particularly from the women no one said anything about it but it was obvious they all knew my function in the house. However I was protected by my domina and even if they had wanted to jeer or hit me they dared not because a slave would have been flogged and a freedman or woman thrown out. I was treated with respect and contempt at the same time by the slaves and with contempt by the freedman and amusement by the freedwomen. Luckily while there must have been a dozen freedwomen there was only a few freedman working in the house but that was of course common for a big house. The main workers were slaves and I could not count them all even though there must have been well over a hundred of them with the vast majority being female and I later found quite a few were of course Jewish.

As for the Domus it was huge. As I have said it was near the top of Caelian Hill so was already going to be expensive as this was now where the really rich lived. But this Domus was twice the size of even a large Domus for Caelian Hill. At the front it had not two shops but six large deep shops and as the Domus had suffered in the terrifying great fire each shop had a solid back wall and was fully brick and of course none were bakers but all were shops for the rich run by the family’s freedman. These shops had no access to the Domus which was entered by a wide passageway. Guarding that were two large ex-gladiators freedmen and Dura told them they were never to let me out unless I was with her or the domina.

As for the large inside that was mainly marble and well looked after. It was as expected two joined rectangles. The front one was for visitors and clients but for a meal a hundred could easily eat there comfortably. The front was for the slaves to work and live and was on two floors as the rest of the house was. The sides were on the ground floor more cubiculum (bedrooms or small rooms) with more slave working and living accommodation above. The middle was on the ground floor Gaius Fonteius Capito’s living and working areas and above that was a large library run by a Greek one day slave freedman with several hundred scrolls in both Latin and Greek. He was pleased by my interest and told me the library was under used and if my domina let me I could help myself to scrolls and that pleased me a lot as I love reading and better Dura told him that domina wanted me to keep educating myself.

This however was only about a third of the huge house because behind that in another rectangle was the peristylium (colonnaded garden) which was huge with several ponds and fountains. Surrounding this was on one side Julia Rufa’s rooms including her large cubiculum, her personal bath house and numerous more cubiculums. Above that at the front were the rooms of her freedwomen and behind more slave work rooms and also the slave and servant toilets and washrooms. The other side was split into two halves the front for guests and the back for Julia Rufa’s children with accommodation for the children’s tutors and more less important guests above that. The back was more working space with a hot wash room and many store rooms. It also had a small door for the servants to leave by and also as during the great fire as a fire exit. This was again guarded this time by one huge ex-gladiator and again he was told not to let me leave. It led behind the next two Duma’s that were large and impressive but only two shops wide and then though a small passageway onto the road. In all the whole Domus was massive and showed the wealth and prestige of the family.

Dura returned me to Julia Rufa’s area and that was very private as in the peristylium ponds and vines blocked access and visibility to it meaning that she had in the middle of Rome a lovely private area to live a luxury that anyone would have appreciated. Dura told me to lie down on a couch and wait my domina’s return saying I was going to need my energy as her domina had many more things to do to me. I lay on the couch in Julia Rufa’s part of the peristylium and you could not hear any noise from Rome as I lay dreading more sexual service, knowing I was trapped but also thinking there were worse places to be a prisoner in than in this beautiful peristylium.

Chapter 4

Then a woman spoke to me saying “well you do look pretty lying there my cute baby pellex! Waiting for your new amatrix? Better please her well that woman is a right stuck up bitch and loves to make people scream in agony!” I looked up and saw I was being spoken to by a woman who must have been thirty but looked younger. She was tall, slim with blonde hair reaching to her waist and was wearing short low cut tunic in red that exposed most of her long waxed legs.

I sat up wondering who she was as she spoke to me as an equal not as a slave or even a freedwoman but was obviously not Roman but obviously German. She smiled and said “greetings Gaius pellex and nuxum of the sadistic Julia Rufa my name is Candida Flava Fonteia and I am the amantia (lover) of your domina’s husband Gaius Fonteius Capito! So you see little boy we have much in common! Well not that much my Gaius is easy to keep happy and even now with me educating little Gaius into the ways of love it is nice and easy and very well paid!” I nodded unsurprised and knowing that she was a freedwoman who after getting her freedom stayed and was paid to be Gaius Fonteius Capito’s lover. The fact she was also now showing the younger Gaius Fonteius Capito the way of love was also correct after all even my father had paid for my visits to a more experienced whore when I was younger and even now as an old man I can still remember how her older Jewish body felt particularly the softness of her breasts because of course when I was a young man all the whores were Jewish.

Of course for Julia Rufa getting sexual satisfaction in the Domus was not as easy. The domina of a house as indeed any free woman could not sleep with a slave. Well this is not totally true of course in fact our local baker a large tough woman had on the death of her husband brought herself a young Jewish lad and used him to do her work and to satisfy her but not just her she rapidly had him pleasuring her friends and then earnt some extra small coins by making him serve any woman who wanted him but only women to old to have children.

But for most women slaves and freedmen were not acceptable it had to be a citizen. The reason for this for a woman like Julia Rufa was that she spent her life surrounded by freedmen and male slaves and having sex with them would just confuse things as they could take advantage of being her lover. Worse of course it could cast doubts over the paternity of her children even if the affair was much later because it meant she was not a pure woman. Of course this was why Julia Rufa had recruited me because as a citizen I was high enough for her and her elite friends to use without comment.

For a man like Gaius Fonteius Capito any slave female or if he had perverted Greek tastes male was available for him and how he wanted. However a male who was abusive soon found that his Domus become a cold unhappy place and his public reputation went down. However an older man like Gaius Fonteius Capito frequently ended up with one woman as his regular lover and the occasional quick session with the younger slaves. Of course the domina while sometimes pleased not to have sex with her husband was very rarely happy to share with her husband’s amantia and could and frequently did make the life of the amantia difficult.

Therefore to find a woman like Candida Flava Fonteia in a rich man’s Domus was not unexpected and Candida Flava Fonteia was a very attractive woman very assured of her sexual appearance as she smiled at me but for me she was scary as I knew I did not want her to come between me and Julia Rufa so I gave her a weak smile back and she smiled and said “do not worry boy I am sure your bitch moderatrix will not let me near you but that does not worry me I do not need a man to make me peak! Relax my little baby I hope you can survive and keep Julia happy so she will not nag my man!” and she gave me a wave and then turned and moved away swaying and as she did so deliberately she pulled her tunic so as she walked away I had a clear view of her tight bottom.

I hardly had time to recover when Julia Rufa accompanied by her slave maids returned and at first ignored me but then a slave came over and said “get over here domina wants you!”  I glared as she was a slave and younger than me even if she was attractive she should not speak to me as if I was her servant but then as I was to find my status was not as secure as it should have been.

However I followed her into Julia Rufa’s cubiculum and found Julia Rufa sitting on the couch as a maid took off her stola (formal outer dress) off and when it was off she dismissed her maids and I saw Dura standing at the back of the cubiculum. Finally Julia Rufa acknowledged me and said “you look sweet baby! Okay naked and lie down puer I am going to use you and show you more what it means to be a love toy!”

I stripped and lay on the couch shuddering because I was not excited having already come twice but knowing that I had a lot more to suffer. Worse Dura approached me and said “hard puer as soon as you are naked with a woman your dick is hard!” and I moaned as not waiting for me to get excited she grabbed my soft penis and briskly rubbed it getting me hard. As soon as I was hard Dura held me still and pushed another silver spike down my penis and pulled the silk shroud over it and clipped a silver ring on its base to fix me hard and I moaned at the pain of the device but stayed hideously hard.

Julia Rufa approached me and said “good thank you Dura! Okay lick me excited boy!” and I gasped as she lifted her tunic and mounted my face. She lowered herself down as resigned I opened my mouth knowing I had to give her pleasure in the female position. She sat her pussy on my face and desperately trying to remember how I had pleased her before I licked her tasting her fishy muskiness and letting her juices fill my open defenceless mouth. For some time she wiggled on my face her weight crushing my face and then she moved off and grabbed my dick and steered it onto herself and then once more rode me. I lay there silent apart from a few moans and unmoving knowing that this was how she and I knew all the women I would serve preferred to have me. The wicked women of Rome enjoyed forcing me as their pellex to serve them all not as a man but as a woman lying there still and silent letting them have me, pleasuring them with my mouth, penis and body how they wanted pleasuring. They were in charge and they wanted to make certain I knew this and forcing me into the submissive position showed who was controlling the lovemaking.

After some more time she started to go quicker and quicker on me and her face went red as she peaked on my supine body. She stopped and smiled and said “now that was nice my little baby bed slave! But there are many more ways a woman can enjoy a man! Time to show you one that many of the ladies you serve will enjoy making you suffer! Turn over child!” and she got off me and confused I turned and faced the bed uncertain as to how a woman could gain pleasure with me in that position but aware that it was only a few hours ago I had been unaware that a woman could sit herself on a man’s face for cunnilingus.

I then shuddered in horror as it all became clear as Dura handed her another device. This was two false penises of leather. A small stubby one that Julia Rufa was wiggling into her pussy and a longer one that jutted out from the front as if it was her own penis. They were joined by some straps that she fitted to herself so suddenly she did not have a pussy but a dick and I knew I was to suffer from her Greek rape. I shuddered as Julia Rufa rubbed olive oil over the leather to make is glisten in the light and knew it was going to hurt.

I then moaned as she approached me and said “ever had a man penetrate you boy? No I did not think so you young roman men as so straight! Same sex love can be very nice well at least it is for women and the penetrator! For the penetrated male it is painful but you will come! But I am not a man but a woman but with this lovely toy I can penetrate you even harder than a man could and look boy it is even thicker and longer than your lovely dick! Grip the top of the bed boy and moan away because I am having you!”

I moaned but did as she wanted and she mounted me and dripped some more oil up my bottom and then positioned the dildo at the entrance to me and then let her weight down and slowly forced the dildo into my over tight passage. I moaned if not screamed as the dildo impaled me and soon it was all in me and I could feel Julia Rufa’s weight on me and her soft breasts mashed onto my back. Then she whispered in my ear “good boy you are going to be so perfect for my project! Now if you thought entering you was bad wait until you feel what it is like when I fuck you!” and she moved so her hands were on my back and started to pump the dildo in and out of me rotating it with her body as she did so. I felt split in two and unable to do anything but loudly moan and groan as she used me. For ages she slammed way on me her weight pinning me to the bed and my moans blocked by the pillow as I was used. Then suddenly I felt excitement it was not normal excitement but a hot horrid embarrassing excitement and one I was helpless to resist. I orgasmed but then I suffered as I was wearing the device and once more the spike trapped my come forcing it back into my balls and making it feel as if both had been tortured.

My orgasm made Julia Rufa laugh and excited her and she really pounded my defenceless behind getting excited herself. All I could do was grip the head of the couch and sob, cry and moan as she used me knowing now fully what it meant to be raped. Then finally though my pain I could hear her start to moan and reach her own orgasm on me. She slowed and stopped leaving me impaled and sobbing my male pride finally broken and knowing now finally and fully that I was not a man but her slave.

She pulled off me yanking the hideous device out of me and stood sweat covered and pleased as Dura removed the dildo from her. Then as Dura wiped her naked body clean she said “I enjoyed that and you came but I suspect did not enjoy it? No a man does not like being penetrated by a woman the pain is just too much but a man is helpless to resist! Okay turn over boy I want a nice long ride on your dick! This time rub my nipples as I use you and join me in orgasm! Yes boy remember I control you and that means you come when I say! I know coming will not give you pleasure but you are going to learn to come not to get pleasure but to give the woman pleasure or even amusement!”

Still crying I turned and let my enflamed bottom rest and let Julia Rufa mounted me and take my dick into herself and then ride me as if I was a horse while my hands rubbed her soft large breasts and nipples. I was worried about having to come but as I rubbed her soft breasts I thought how nice they felt in my hands and felt some excitement I could work on. Much better it took Julia Rufa a long time to reach her own climax so that when she was sobbing in pleasure on me I was able to come. Of course while her orgasm was pure pleasure for me in was pain as the spike in my penis reduced the pleasure of orgasm to agony but all that did was amuse and excite Julia Rufa even more.

She got off me and said “that was very good and enough for today! For the rest of the day and night boy you can lie on your bed and Dura if you want to use him or think he needs more training he is yours but no other women! I think we do not want to rush his training by letting all the freedwoman loose on him tonight! No for now he is for you and I! Okay boy upstairs and rest and Dura get my maids I need to get washed and ready for tonight’s dinner!” and with that I was dismissed and staggered my groin aching in the device and my bottom throbbing to the stairs and my bed. The way that Julia Rufa dismissed me after using me was humiliating treating me not as a man but as a slave but then I was her slave and after my rape by her I knew it.

For some time I was alone and was able to recover and stop crying and then Dura entered the room and said “very nice I enjoyed watching you being raped boy and let me tell you domina was very gentle with you! Many of the numerous women who will rape you will try and hurt you not be as kind as she was to you! Now my cunt is hot and sweaty so lie back and lick me off boy!” I groaned as not undressing Dura hitched up her skirts and mounted me and forced her indeed dirty pussy onto my face and again I lay submissively and let a woman sit on my face and receive pleasure. However after being raped I knew there were worse ways for a woman to use me and the thought of being raped by Dura made me want to die as I knew she would be brutal.

Dura came and I swallowed and then got off me and left me lying dazed on the bed and I could hear from downstairs the sounds of the maids and Dura preparing Julia Rufa for her evening out. I lay in too much pain from my bottom and my still hard trapped dick to sleep for ages until as it got dark Dura returned. Once more she sat herself on my face and made my tongue give her open fishy pussy pleasure.

Afterwards she left me alone in the dark before finally returning with some porridge for me and while I had not eaten all day I could not eat it all. Instead I begged Dura to remove the device from my dick and she laughed and told me no I was going to need it. She then stripped off her tunic and took two lumps of the now cold porridge in her hands and smeared them over her floppy breasts and forced me to lick them clean. This excited her and then she showed why she had not removed the device from me and she mounted me and rode me once more as if I was a horse. At one level I was glad she had not removed the device because it had kept me hard and I was sure that I could not after the trauma of the day get hard for an old ugly woman like Dura. I dreaded her demanding I came as I could never have done so even though later on I was to discover that I could have but instead she took her pleasure from me using me in the dark light of the oil lamp as if I was no more than a dildo.

Finally she came and that pleased me as her orgasm was long and powerful and even so early on in my perverse service I knew that meant she would not require me for some time. She got off me and removed to my relief the device from my dick laughing at my moan of relief as it came off and finally my dick could very slowly and painfully soften. She then patted me on the head and then kissed me penetrating my mouth with her tongue as she showed me she was the moderatrix and ordered me to sleep telling me that tomorrow would be even harder. I lay there exhausted physically and with my mind dazed and broken and finally fell asleep knowing that the day had changed my life from being a poor half starved roman citizen to that of a helpless pellex the slave of women and that was to be my future for many a long year.