Benin – Roman slave boy. Part.6.

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It was late afternoon when Benin went back and reported to Plautius. Axion had dressed him in beads, which hung from his hips, his eyebrows and lashes had black mascara and red rouge on his cheeks and lips. He looked like a boy whore from a local brothel.

“There you are Benin, home at last, I trust you are fully recuperated and ready to serve me?” Enquired Plautius.

“Yes thank you sir master, I am ready to serve and pleasure you master.” Replied Benin.

“Good, very good Benin, tell me, why do you disobey me slave, you have caused me a great deal of inconvenience and my father extra expense in employing physicians, because you disobeyed me, by not wearing your belt, why boy”?

“But master, mistress Axion told me not to wear the belt, that it was not necessary while I was with her.” Master Sir.

“Who is your master, boy?” Asked Plautius

“You master sir” Replied Benin

“Exactly, Benin, you disobeyed me, so you must be punished.” Said Plautius

Benin looked down at his feet, dismayed as to what form the punishment might take, at this point Plautius got up from the couch where he had been reclining, walked over to Benin and took hold of the beads he was wearing and pulled them off, with force, the beads scattered to the floor, Benin felt nervous at this, Plautius told Benin to raise his arms above his head, Plautius walked around him, touching his skin and pinching it, Plautius took hold of a cane and continued to walk around Benin, sliding the cane across his body in a slow deliberate manner. Benin became increasingly nervous, he was then told to lower his arms and stretch them in front of himself with the palms raised, Plautius placed the cane across his outstretched hands, then sat back down on the couch and began eating some fruit, and Benin remained standing, naked and vulnerable, looking at the cane resting on his hands. Plautius was strangely quiet, he just stared at Benin. After some 30 minutes, Plautius got up walked over to Benin took hold of the cane, raised it and brought it crashing down across Benin’s palm, Benin, winced, then another slow walk to the other side and a further stroke was given on the opposite hand, this continued until eight further strokes were given. Benin’s hands trembled, his fingers throbbed with pain, he was then told to bend over and clasp his ankles, Plautius then took hold of the cane and placed it between Benin’s crack in his buttocks, and sat down again, he told Benin that if he let the cane fall he would receive double the number of strokes. Benin clenched the cane between his buttocks determined it would not fall. Again Plautius sat back down on the couch, and selected an orange, which he peeled slowly and devoured each segment in turn. Benin’s arse cheeks ached with the effort of clinching the cane between his buttocks, a further 30 to 45 minutes passed, and Plautius had not spoken, but was relishing the act of punishing Benin further. Eventually he rose and walked over to Benin, extracted the cane, took several steps back and ran towards Benin, striking him a full force blow across the middle of his buttocks, Benin gave out a scream as the pain racked his body, Plautius took his time and walked back ready to give the second strike, which was of equal force as the previous, ten strokes were given, then Plautius returned to his couch, and rested. Benin remained in the bent over position as he had not been told to move, Plautius waited a further 15 minutes and commenced the punishment again, first he stroked Benin’s buttocks, by this time the wheals had risen, and the area was turning a nice blue colour. The eleventh stroke was given then nine more, Benin was rocking forward with each blow, the pain was excruciating, Plautius finally stopped at 20 strokes. Benin remained bent over, he was kept in that position for a further 20 minutes when Plautius relented and Benin was allowed to stand up.

“On your knees Benin and crawl here to me, kiss my feet, then promise you will never again disobey me.” Said Plautius.

“I am sorry, sir master, I will never ever disobey you again.” Said Benin

“Thank me for punishing you slave.” Said Plautius.

“Thank-you sir master for punishing me” Said Benin

Plautius made him repeat the promise twenty times, kissing his feet between each apology. Now Benin listen to me very carefully, as I do not want to have to punish you, because you disobey, Benin lifted his head, he was still on his knees, and Plautius stroked Benin’s hair and face. “Each day you will wake me early in the morning, fetch my breakfast, dress me and take my books to school, you will then go the kitchen and get your food, don’t worry there is a new cook and he has been given instructions by my father to feed you well, you will then clean my rooms, and be at my tutor’s rooms for 2.00 pm, if you are not being measured that day, you will exercise under Sartorius’s guidance until 5.00 pm. You will then attend me, at 6.00 pm you will spend 2 hours each evening on the wheel. You will then attend me again, when I have finished with you, you can again eat your fill in the kitchen; then go to your room you share with Romo. Do you understand Benin?”

“Yes sir master.” Replied Benin

“Very well, I will now escort you to the water wheel for you to continue your exercises.” Said Plautius.” I will stay and watch you, so make sure you put in a good effort, no effort equals more punishment Benin.”

Benin went down the steps followed by Plautius, The scrawny old man greeted Plautius, grovelling as usual, and he quickly called the middle boy down, and replaced him with Benin. It was difficult to get the wheel going again but with aid of the whip on the backs of the other boys and Benin pushing with all his might it began to turn, Benin found it very difficult to hold onto the wooden rail, as his fingers were stiff and swollen from his beating. Plautius was given a chair and watched as the three slaves toiled to keep the wheel turning, the heat was intolerable from the hot spring, and all three were soon bathed in sweat. Plautius enjoyed watching Benin toil, his calf muscles straining each time he pushed down. Plautius stayed the whole two hours, so Benin did not get a break apart from when the two outer boys were replaced with two new boys. None that Plautius had seen had a body like Benin’s, already well muscled, lean and trim, his waist could not be more than 28” if that, his legs broad of thigh , his chest broad, his pectoral muscles stood out, with his handsome good looks, Plautius was pleased with his slave and look forward to honing the boy’s body to perfection.

Plautius laid on his bed, while Benin dried himself off, while the two boys had been down below, a long low marble table had been put in the centre of the room, hanging from the ceiling were two ropes directly above the table, Benin wondered what it could be for

“This Benin is a massage table; I have decided each night you will massage me, so as to keep my body in good shape, first you must disrobe me.” Said Plautius, Benin walked over and undid the clasps from his master’s tunic, he fumbled somewhat as his hands were still swollen and sore; he then removed his master’s undergarment and sandals.

Plautius stood naked, his cock semi hard, Plautius took hold of a large bottle of oil and gave it to Benin, “I will lay down on the table and you Benin will pour a small quantity of oil on my body, you then stand on the table, one foot either side of me, clasp the ropes above you, pull yourself up and then with your feet massage the oil into my body, do you understand Benin.”? Enquired Plautius.

“Yes sir master” Replied Benin.

Plautius laid belly down on the table and Benin poured oil over his master’s back, a little too much, as it overflowed onto the table, Benin climbed onto the table took hold of the ropes and pulled himself up, then gently put his feet on Plautius’s back and slid back and forth, massaging the oil into his master’s skin. This required some skill, as the oil was slippery so Benin strained to keep himself upright, his hands throbbed as he gripped the ropes but he managed to keep steady, Benin went from the nape of the neck down the back, across the buttocks, and down each leg in turn, repeating time and time again, his master issuing instructions to press harder or lighten the pressure, which ever his master wanted. Gradually the oil sunk into Plautius’s skin, after about 1 hour, Plautius gave Benin the order to stop, so he could turn over onto his back, Benin poured the oil over Plautius’s stomach and repeated the process, back and forth, down his master’s chest to his abdomen, then across his hips and down his legs, Plautius obviously enjoyed the process as his cock began to grow, he looked up at Benin’s naked body and felt the desire to fuck Benin, but he would enjoy the massage first. Another half hour passed and Plautius was satisfied, he had Benin stop and get down, he stood up and gave Benin a curved wooden spatula, this Benin used to scrape his master’s body of any excess oil, he then gave his master’s body a vigorous rub with a linen cloth, to dry his body. By this time Plautius had a full hard on and beckoned Benin over to his bed, Benin was told to lay on his stomach and draw up his knees so that his buttocks were in an elevated position, he was then secured by wrists and ankles to the bed, Plautius mounted the trussed Benin, pushing his cock past Benin’s sphincter and entered him, the massage had made Plautius feel more energetic and thrust into Benin until his balls slapped against the side of Benin’s buttocks, Plautius could not hold on for very long and came long and hard inside Benin. Plautius was still in a sullen mood and immediately put Benin’s belt on and dismissed him.

Benin was pleased to be released and went straight to the kitchen, the new cook smiled, and told Benin to eat his fill, as he was ravishingly hungry he eats as much as he could, he then thanked the cook, an amiable man of about 30 years, who obviously took pride in his work, as the food Benin had consumed was delicious. Benin went down to his quarters and was pleased to see Romo lying naked on the bed, his resplendent, muscled naked body was a perfect example of young manhood.

“Hello Romo, have you recovered from your beating asked Benin, my master has just punished me.”? Asked Benin.

“More or less.” Said Romo “ My buttocks are still tender, your master is young but I think he is cruel, my master is fair but severe.”

“Does your master fuck you?” Asked Benin.

“Yes “ said Romo, he has a big cock, he fucks me at least once a day, I am gradually getting used to it, but I am sad that I can never fuck anybody anymore, either girl or boy, my cock will never again become hard.”

“My master has just fucked me, and his cum is flowing out of my anus, this belt makes it difficult to clean, and it gets all sticky.” Said Benin.

“Come here said Romo “let me help you.”

With that Benin bent over in front of Romo, who took a piece of cloth and wiped Benin clean the best he could, it was a pity that Benin had to wear the belt, Benin turned and looked at Romo, admiring his lean body, Benin felt his cock stir and leant forward and kissed Romo full on the lips, his tongue exploring Romo’s mouth. “Thank-you.” Said Benin, both boys lay side by side and embraced, a bond growing between them.

Over the next few weeks, Benin got into a regular routine, seeing to his master in the morning, then cleaning and exercising in the afternoon, he soon graduated from the light wood logs to the heavy, from carrying half bags of sand to full bags topped up with water, he would do 20 laps of the courtyard, followed by 50 press-ups, 50 squats, and 50 sit-ups, then repeat again and again, some 2 ½ hours of regular exercise every afternoon, six days a week and longer on Sundays as Plautius was not at school. The evenings followed a traditional pattern, fetching Plautius’s food, massaging him, and the dreaded two hours on the wheel. Sometimes Plautius would fuck him, sometimes Benin would have to suck Plautius until the cum went down his throat. Some five weeks had passed and Benin was due for his usual examination.

The exercising was certainly showing progress and Sartorius was pleased with the results, Benin himself knew his body had developed well over the time, Sartorius pored over his body, measuring everywhere, Sartorius had brought a pair of metal callipers, and delighted in measuring Benin, taking hold of a piece of skin in between the callipers and squeezing, to see if any fat remained or just skin and muscle. Benin’s chest had expanded and his pectoral muscles stood out, the four small muscles below his armpits were clearly visible, his waist was still slim, a cage of muscles stood out around his abdomen, each one clearly defined, his navel still protruded slightly, his thighs were huge from all the running and the turning of the wheel, Benin was made to pose in the nude, first this way and then that way, his calf muscles were rock hard and stood out at the bottom half of his legs, his biceps were like oranges as he flexed his arms. Ridges of muscle stood out either side of his spine, they ran from the nape of his neck to his buttocks Benin was proud of his body, slim with perfect symmetry, everything in proportion, without any huge bulk, just sinew and muscle. His skin had a golden hue from where he had exercised nude in the sun every afternoon, which enhanced his appearance, his hair had grown, little ringlets of black curly hair hung down onto his neck, his pubic hairs were also curly and a thin growth of hair travelled up his belly to his navel.

Sartorius asked Plautius what he thought of Benin so far.

“You have done a fine job Sartorius and I trust you will continue to supervise the boy’s exercise programme for me, I intend to give him one day a week off from exercising as I feel he is now ready to accompany me to the baths on a Sunday.” Said Plautius.

“Of course Plautius, I think six days a week will be sufficient to keep and perhaps even improve his body.” Said Sartorius, who was worried for an instance that he would be relived of his duties, at this point he could not resist stroking Benin down the back and across his buttocks, he had always admired the two dimples in Benin’s buttock cheeks and could not resist poking them with his index finger, with his other hand stroking Benin’s belly and lingering at his cock before removing his hand. At that point the students got up from their desks and walked over to Benin, to admire his physique; Magog particularly was interested in fingering the boy, stroking and prodding Benin’s muscles. “I am going with my father on Saturday to the slave market, we have been told there are some fine new young boy slaves for sale and my father has promised to buy one for me, if it is all right with Plautius’s father could I bring him into school and perhaps he could exercise with this young specimen?” Enquired Magog, who was envious of Plautius’s boy slave.

“I have no problem with that.” Said Sartorius

“I will have to speak with my father, but as long as his cock is protected with a belt I am sure he will agree, unless you are going to have him castrated.”? Enquired Plautius

“I don’t know”. Said Magog, “I will find out, but I am sure it will be one or the other, my father mentioned that they carry out castrations and nullifications at the slave market.”

With this a Nubian guard entered the room, “Plautius, your father has sent me and says you must come straight away and to bring your slave boy with you.”

“Very well.” Said Plautius, “follow me Benin, you can come as you are, as it appears my father is in a hurry.”

Benin, still in the nude followed Plautius through the villa to the Senator’s apartment.

“There you are my son, I have just had your mother here, screaming at me that our daughter Axion, is with child, evidently she has started being sick in the mornings and she has had the physician examine her, and he has confirmed she is pregnant, mother said it could only have been your slave boy, who has penetrated her whilst she was looking after him during his convalescence, this as you know will bring shame on our family, and she will be sent away to the summer retreat until she has had the child, do you know anything of this my son?” Enquired Senator Crasus.

“I, I, I, know nothing of this father, surely she must know who has given her this child.” Said Plautius.

“She is denying all knowledge at the moment and does not know how it could be.” Said the Senator.

Both looked at Benin, who just looked at the floor, he knew it must be him, but he had never given it a thought, but what could he have done, she excited him so much, and he did as he was told, Benin shuffled his feet.

“Well Benin what have you got to say for yourself?” Asked Plautius.

“I, I, don’t know master, she caressed me and made a fuss of me, and, and,” he stammered on, ““I did penetrate her Sir Master, but I did not know it would mean a child would grow.”

“You have brought shame on this family; you will be severely punished and then either sold or put to the cross to die.” Said the senator.” I will decide your fate later, now take him away Plautius and we will discuss it later, I must go now and console your mother and make arrangements for Axion to go to the summer palace where Tebius will look after her.” With that he departed.

Plautius took hold of Benin’s ear and dragged him out of the room, back to his own apartments.

Plautius just stared at Benin from the couch, Benin stood with his hands on his head feeling very uneasy and vulnerable, how could he have been so stupid as to not realise a baby would result from his frolicking with Axion, he thought, yes she had led him on, but she was not his master, he knew that, he knows now what he should have done, but it is too late, perhaps if he begged for mercy from Plautius it might do some good, but he thought better of it, and just stood, waiting for Plautius. Eventually Plautius spoke,

“Benin I don’t know if I can save you from this dilemma, I don’t want to lose you, but my father is in a rage and he will probably have you put to the cross and you will suffer a slow agonising death.”

“Please, please, sir master, help me, I did not mean to have this happen, I was swept along with Axion, I know it is my fault, please help me.” Cried Benin, as he sank to his knees and crawled over to Plautius

“Get up Boy.” Shouted Plautius, “you are only making matters worse, all I can say is that I will put in a good word for you with my father, but at best I fear you will be sent to the galleys to row for the rest of your short miserable life, or sold to a whore house and will be fucked senseless from now to kingdom come.”

With that a Nubian guard knocked and entered the room and told Plautius that his father awaits him and that he should bring his slave with him, Plautius told Benin to follow him and they soon reached Crasus’s apartment, Benin was told to wait outside and Plautius entered.

“I have decided to have your slave beaten to death.” Said Crasus

“But father, will you not reconsider, I have worked hard with the boy, and if I may say, Axion is not altogether innocent in this matter, I have spoken at length with my slave, who I admit gave into temptation, but if the temptation had not been there we would not be discussing this unfortunate episode, I admit he needs a severe thrashing, one he will never forget, but I would so like to keep the boy, I am quite fond of him, please think again father.” Pleaded Plautius.

“Perhaps I am being too harsh,” Said Crasus, “he did cost a lot of money, and while he is alive he is a financial asset, and I have seen how hard you have worked with the boy, he is a fine looking specimen, but I feel I cannot have him in this house when Axion returns with the infant, knowing it’s father is still a slave in this house, and I am sure your mother would not agree,  I will just sell him and get back what I can and buy you another slave boy.”

Plautius replied, “What if I punish him, say 100 strokes, and we have him nullified so he could never perform such an act again, and as it will be some months before Axion returns, you could then decide if he stays or goes on Axion’s return.”

Crasus thought for a few moments, and told Plautius to bring in the slave boy, Benin stood in front of The Senator, quivering at the knees awaiting his fate.

“I have discussed the problem you have created in my house and after much pleading from your master, Plautius, I have decided you will have your balls cut out and Plautius, my son, will punish you as he thinks fit, if you survive the punishment, I will then make another decision regarding your fate on the return of my daughter Axion.” Crasus told Benin. “Your balls will be cut out tomorrow morning.”

“Thank-you master, thank-you.” Replied Benin as he dropped to his knees and Crasus’s feet, relieved he had been spared the death sentence, he went to kiss Crasus’s feet, but he kicked Benin away.

“One more thing, father,” Said Plautius, may I borrow your slave Romo to punish my slave; I think it will add to Benin’s punishment and humiliate him?

“Of course.” Said Crasus, just let me know, I might even come and watch. It could be quite entertaining.”

With that Plautius took Benin out and made him walk in front of him, Benin’s buttocks were clear of any marks as he had not been punished for sometime, Plautius began to think of the best way to punish Benin, certain that his buttocks would soon be swollen and bruised, 100 strokes seemed about right, but perhaps he would have Benin given 50 strokes one day then the remainder the following day, and he would introduce some torture to the scene, his mind was working overtime.

When they arrived at Plautius’s rooms, and as Benin was due to have his ball’s removed in the morning, Plautius decided that he would use Benin to the full extent this evening, he began by having Benin lay on the floor, Plautius knelt down beside him, and stroked Benin’s body, pinching his nipples, playing with his navel and his cock, this had the desired effect of producing a hard cock, Plautius stroked Benin and soon copious amounts of cum were shooting over Benin’s belly, he then had Benin suck his cock, and shot a load down Benin’s throat, Plautius immediately started playing with Benin again, until his cock was once again hard, he rubbed vigorously and Benin shot another load of cum, the cream liquid landing across his stomach, Plautius then had Benin lick out his anus, Benin’s tongue pushing inside Plautius, moving in and out, producing a delightful feeling inside Plautius. Benin was then told to kneel down and Plautius mounted him, but as he had already cum once it took him some time to cum again inside Benin, but eventually he filled Benin’s anus, again Plautius played with Benin’s cock, it was reluctant to grow, but eventually it did, Plautius gripped it hard and rubbed vigorously until Benin orgasmed, a little trickle of cum oozed out of the head of Benin’s cock, Plautius continued to rub Benin’s cock, it was difficult to get it hard and for Benin to climax, it became sore with such a lot of use but Plautius continued rubbing harder and harder, Benin’s sac was empty and he could not reproduce his cream quickly enough to satisfy Plautius, it took a good half an hour for Benin to cum again no matter how hard he tried, eventually Plautius gave up but Benin’s cock was swollen and sore, this was just the start of two days of agony for Benin.

“Tonight Benin you will stay outside.” Said Plautius, he called a Nubian guard who he instructed to take Benin out to the courtyard, secure a rope to each ankle and string him up across a suitable beam, Plautius supervised the operation, the naked Benin was strung upside down, his finger tips some 50cm from the ground, so his whole weight was born by his ankles. “I suggest Benin you think of what you have done, and prey to the gods for forgiveness, and contemplate your punishment to come.” Said Plautius.  As the light faded and darkness descended, Benin wished he was back home with his parents, the ropes bit into his ankles and blood rushed to his head, he was nervous about the coming days, but tried not to think about what lay ahead. Mosquitoes buzzed around him, and bit viciously into his skin, he tried shaking himself to rid himself of the pests, but this brought more agony to his legs and ankles, so he kept still and left them to have their fill of his blood, from all parts of his naked body. Later that evening Plautius came out to wish him goodnight, mocking him, and telling him what to expect tomorrow, that Romo has been given the task of beating him, that Benin will have at least 50 strokes across his back and down his legs and buttocks first thing in the morning, this will be given to Benin in his present position, when his father is ready and the physician arrives, he will be taken down and have his balls cut out, further punishment will be given in the afternoon and in the evening he will be taken down and put to the wheel, for two maybe three hours, and Plautius had some surprises for Benin, which he will for the time being keep to himself.

“Goodnight Benin, sleep well.” Said Plautius who laughed as he retired to his rooms.

Benin felt the tears well up inside him, he was fearful that he would not be able to take all the punishment Plautius had in mind for him, he of course could not sleep and the night became colder and the pain in his ankles prevented him from resting.

The sun came up illuminating Benin’s naked form, several hours later Plautius arrived with Romo and a Nubian Guard, a wooden box was placed to the side of Benin, Romo was given a heavy rattan cane, told to mount the wooden box, which gave him easy access to Benin’s torso, Romo was naked except for a small stringed garment covering his genitals.

“Use all your force with the cane Romo, if you hold back you will take Benin’s place, start with his buttocks, then down the back of his thighs and then down his back, I will tell you when to stop, slow steady strokes are what is required.” Said Plautius.

“Yes sir master.” Said Romo and began the punishment, swinging the cane back and bringing it down across Benin’s naked skin with an almighty blow, Benin screamed, he had never felt so much pain before, the heavyweight cane bit into his skin, time and again Romo brought down the cane with full force, he hated what he had to do, but feared that he might have to take Benin’s place if he did not perform to Plautius’s liking. Some twenty minutes into the punishment and Crasus arrived; he took a chair next to Plautius and surveyed the scene. “How is my slave performing my son?” He asked.

“Very well father, he is a strong boy and delivers the blows with steady aim, and as you can see it is having the desired effect.” Replied Plautius. Benin’s back, buttock cheeks, and thighs were criss-crossed with deep red wheals, and where two strokes had crossed, blood trickled down Benin’s body. Benin was still conscious and screamed as each blow was inflicted on his skin. Plautius had been counting the strokes and when he reached 66 he told Romo to stop, Plautius thought how attractive Romo looked, his miniscule costume covering the bulge of his genitals, sweat ran down his body, which made his skin glisten in the sunshine, perhaps, he thought, he might ask his father if he could borrow the boy for some sexual games when his father did not require his services.

Plautius told the Nubian Guard to take Benin down, who collapsed in a heap on the ground, and the Nubian threw several buckets of cold water over Benin, who was made to stand in front of Plautius, Benin’s chest rose and fell as he took air into his lungs.

“Your punishment has just started Benin, but never fear it will continue, fetch the log and the triangle shaped piece of wood.” He instructed the Nubian Guard.

“Now Benin I want you to kneel on the triangle shaped piece of wood on the floor and take up the log and hold it above your head.” Commanded Plautius.

Benin did as he was told, the wood had sharp edges which inflicted a great deal of pain on Benin’s knees, this was increased by the weight of the log he was holding above his head, which caused greater pressure on Benin’s knees. Crasus and Plautius left Benin in agony and went inside to await the arrival of the physician, about an hour later the physician arrived and was taken outside to Benin, who was finding it increasingly difficult to stay on the wood as the pain was excruciating. All three sat down surveying the boy, and were served wine, the physician asked exactly what he was required to do, was it ball sac removal, cock removal or just remove his balls, or cut it all away.

“Just his balls, please sir,” Said Plautius,”! I want his cock and sac to remain.”

“Very well, if the slave could be taken inside, it will only take a few minutes for me to perform the operation.” Asked the physician.

Benin was told to put the log down and to follow his master inside the villa, but as soon as Benin tried to stand his knees and legs would not take his weight and he crashed to the floor, the two Nubian Guards were told to support Benin under the arms and dragged him inside, there he was laid back down on a marble table, he flinched as the marble made contact with his scarred back, the physician walked over and took hold of Benin’s cock, he was holding a sharp knife in his right hand, he placed a piece of muslin cloth under Benin’s ball sac, felt Benin’s balls with his left hand and expertly made an incision down one side of the sac, Benin screamed, but dare not move, he was trembling with fear, as the physician put his index finger inside Benin’s scrotum and pulled out the first ball, this, he quickly severed and placed it in a bowl, then repeated the process on the opposite side and placed the second ball in the bowl. Benin felt light headed and thought he was going to feint, but managed to keep awake, the pain was not too bad, as the pain in his back, buttocks and knees surpassed the pain in his scrotum.

“There, sire, it is done, I suggest the boy rests for 24 hours then he should be as good as new.” Said the physician, as he poured some alcoholic fluid over the scars, which caused Benin even more pain, and wrapped the wound in muslin.

“Thank-you, sir.” Said Plautius,”take him outside.” Plautius commanded the Nubian Guards, who dragged poor Benin off the table and took him to the courtyard, There stakes were driven into the ground and Benin was laid on his back and wrists and ankles attached to the stakes, he was effectively spread-eagled, the muslin placed under his ball sac and there he was left, the sun beating down on the yet unharmed part of his body.

It was now about midday, the sun was at its highest and it beat down on Benin’s exposed body, there he was left for the afternoon, cooking nicely under the rays of the sun. It was early evening when the Nubian Guards came and untied Benin and took him inside the villa to Plautius’s apartments, although he felt light headed he managed to stand upright in front of Plautius, although his skin was burnt down the front of his body, it was not too red but was turning a deep brown colour.

 “Ah, there you are Benin, I have good news for you, as you have had your balls cut out, I am going to be very lenient with you, you will not have to go on the wheel to-night, but I feel your punishment should continue, so I have had the blacksmith make me these nice little instruments, Romo would you pass them to me,” Romo picked up the metal instruments and passed them to Plautius, Romo was naked, Plautius took hold of Romo’s arm and made him stand directly in front of him, he began stroking Romo’s cock, “ is it not a pity Benin, you are now like this, no more hard cocks for me to play with, but I am sure I will get some pleasure out of you still.” He said. The instruments were a pair of leg irons and a pair of wrist irons, joined together with a chain, Romo secured these to Benin who was now trussed like a chicken, they were heavy and uncomfortable and Benin could not move, “Now for the best pieces,” Said Plautius as he took hold of two small clamps, with screws attached, he placed the first on Benin’s left nipple and tightened the screw, clamping it in place, then the second one on the right nipple, he then commenced tightening the screws, they bit into Benin’s nipples, causing excruciating pain. “There Benin, aren’t they good, I like them, and I can see from your face they are causing you some distress, now turn this way and face the bed, you can watch Romo and I having a good time.” Said Plautius. With that Plautius called Romo to his bed and had him suck his cock, Benin looked on, wondering how much more pain he would have to endure, Romo then kneeled on the bed and Plautius thrust his cock up Romo’s anus, pushing it all the way in, then pumped slowly penetrating Romo to the full, until he exploded inside Romo emptying his cream inside him. Benin did not care that his master was fucking his best friend; he just wanted the pain to stop.

This was not to be, as Plautius for further amusement, got down from his bed and turned the screws tighter on Benin’s nipples, tears welled up in his eyes, as he begged his master for mercy, he did not know how much more he could stand, Plautius walked over to the fruit bowl and took some grapes, he stood in front of Benin eating them, he pushed a grape into Benin’s mouth, saying “We must keep up your strength Benin, you have not eaten all day, you must be strong enough so you can endure tomorrow’s fun and games.” He laughed, mocking Benin.

“I am sorry master, please, please, show me mercy, I will never do anything ever again to displease you master.” Implored Benin.

“You have to endure discomfort Benin, so that you never forget what you have done, you can beg as much as you like, but you will continue to be punished tomorrow, if I want to inflict more pain on you Benin I will.” Said Plautius, with that he called the Nubian Guards to take Benin down to the stables, trussed up in his irons, to spend the night, “perhaps I will relent and take off your nipple clamps for the night, see how kind I am to you Benin, I am not sure if you appreciate that I have saved you from death,” as he removed the clamps, and told the guards to take him to the stables, “now Benin should I have you caned on your back or your front tomorrow, I will think about it and let you know in the morning, you may wish to give me your opinion when we recommence tomorrow.” Said Plautius

“Thank you sir master.” Said Benin

To be continued……….