Doemos was one of twelve realms in the Kingdom of Plilleus; his twelve sons each ruled one of the realms. This was a kingdom of males: Nobles, freemen (carpenters, cooks, farmers, etc) and slaves. All raised from birth to fulfill their given destiny.
Ramos rose at dawn to the feel and smells of the day's warm breezes that wafted through his quarters.
"Why so early?" Ramos asked his attending slave.
"Your morning call alerted me" the slave smiled and they both chuckled as Ramos's morning manhood rose beneath the bedclothes. "May I serve you this morning, Master?"
"No. Bring me the new boy, I remember he had red hair."
"Ah yes master, I know the one. I'll have him brought here immediately" the slave said and made a speedy exit to obey his master.
The 'new boys's arrival at the castle had been anxiously awaited, their virginity a great honor afforded only the most regal. Ramos acquired the seven after the 'graduation' ceremony feting their eighteenth summer. These seven slave boys had been chosen at puberty; Ramos requesting total chastity and slave perineum piercing to mark his claim, his ownership.
Those graduating young slaves were displayed for inspection and demonstration of their skills each August. The majority being claimed by nobles and free men after the presentation.
The seven now belonging to Ramos did not participate in that show. They were being fitted for the accoutrements and adornments befitting their new status. Today they would normally be presented to the household; but since Ramos decided they were to be at his disposal only, no one but the preparatory staff would see them.
As Ramos stroked his morning nine inch stiffness his attending slave led the red haired young slave into the bedchamber.
"Ah, yes, young slave, you will do nicely. Mornings you will relieve me and serve me"
The boy now understood he was to drink Ramos's morning urine output as well as suck the noble's first seed of the day.
"Yes, master"
"Silence will be your first order. I'll tell you when you are to be heard." The boy nodded and bowed his acknowledgement.
"Keep your head up, slave, I quite like seeing your face."
The young slave's red hair was light in color, as if mixed with the morning's sunlight, Ramos mused.
The attendant slave presented the new boy by having him kneel at the side of his master's bed. The slave boy wore a black leather collar with several rings attached. To one such ring hung a chain and leather leash which had a small cloth bag attached ( for the butt plug when not in the slave's ass or being kept warm in his mouth). The boy was fitted with blue jeweled earrings and nipple piercings his navel held a large dermal piercing also of the house color.
"I ordered a slave plaque"
The boy was turned around and told to put his hands flat on the floor The boy obeyed.
"I see the plaque is still healing, nasty business but necessary. Your ass, as you know, was to entertain the cocks and dicks of everyone and anyone in the household. But I have decided I'll break your anal seal personally.
Turning to the attendant slave, "I'll want you to tether each new slave boy, by the end of the week I'll have broken them all in. They'll be mine alone, these slaves were bred especially for my personal use, no one else in this realm is to even look upon them."
The attendant nodded, "Yes master."
To the young slave still bent over displaying his virgin asshole "You'll attend to me , then you'll be my douche. These are your morning duties until further notice".
The smiling boy bowed ever so slightly; Ramos knew then he was going to enjoy the boy. His and the slave boy's excitement were plain to see.
Looking at his attendant, "Bring the other boys, I'd like some entertainment with my service."
The boy dutifully knelt, the attendant slave moved to leave the chamber. "And bring Marshram"
"Yes, Master."
Ramos got out of bed, stretched and approached the glass doors leading to his private terrace. Still unclothed ( which was his way) he opened the doors and strode to the railing.
Ramos's city was busy. Carts with produce crowded the cobblestone streets as freemen and slaves went about the business of the day. The distant snow capped mountains seemed to glimmer in the sun's rays. Ramos could only smile. He felt this would be a perfect time to have the red haired boy's mouth on his cock.
Ramos's realm was the envy of the entire kingdom. Rooftops held cafes and pleasure lounges; which all seemed busy; all those he saw appeared happy with their lot in life. Those from other realms would proclaim with mock disgust while in Ramos's city one cannot always distinguish between freemen and slaves. Ramos was proud that this was true.
Another topic of criticism was his allowing public and blatant sex acts throughout the city. Ramos believed people fuck more when they're happy than when they're not.
Standing on his terrace Ramos watched as the nearest rooftop pleasure lounge appeared to be hosting an orgy, he was curious if this was an early morning gathering or a carry over from the previous night. He was pleased. His people, freeman, nobles as well as slaves appeared 'happy'.
His stiff manhood, as most men in Doemos, was fueled by a regular diet which included drugs to encourage this masculine enhancement to last all day and night, was beginning an ache for release.
The attendant slave promptly returned with six young naked slaves still in complete chastity. Along with them came Marshram, one of Ramos's nobles and his trusted advisor.
"Remove the chastity " Ramos ordered.
"Marshram, good morning and what is the news of the day?"
Relieved of their cumbersome chastity, the seven young slaves knelt in a row while the attendant slave stood at a respectful distance within earshot.
"Lamico and his entourage are arriving as we speak and Zella 'insists' you attend the welcoming ceremony." Said
Marshram.
"He 'insists' ? I join in welcoming my own brother?" Ramos's wasn't amused.
"Yes.....his words, sir"
Ramos walked behind the row of boys, rubbing his stiff phallus in the hair of each one. When he arrived at the red haired boy he spoke while rubbing his aching appendage against his slave's neck, ears and shoulders. "Have Zella meet me ....and my new slave boys in the plaza. Tell the executor to attend...be sure he comes prepared. My brother may also wish to join us, I know he likes this sort of thing "
Marshram bowed slightly and left.
Ramos climbed back onto his bed and gestured to the red haired boy who quickly rose and joined him.
Spreading his legs, the order understood, the boy approached the phallus being held upright by his master.
"Show me.......I expect to be impressed " the lord of the manor stated imperiously; amusing himself with his impromptu arrogance.
The boy gently accepted the erection and watching his master's reaction as he lightly explored the now pre-cum moistened slit in the cock head. When he tasted the moisture he grinned widely and his master seemed pleased.
Placing the pulsating member on Ramos's abdomen the slave boy licked the man's scrotum, as his master smiled he began to thoroughly massage the ball sack with his tongue. Eye contact being kept the entire time in expectation of a facial cue to either continue further or to stop. The cue given, the red haired slave cautiously took one testicle into his mouth and continued the tongue massage. Tugging ever so gently another cue was received to suck slightly harder. A soft groan from his master and the boy sucked and pulled on both testicles. Ramos's body arched upward, his hands gripping the bedclothes.
Releasing the scrotum the slave boy licked his lord's perineum and again awaited a cue. Another cue given, the boy shot a glance at the attendant who directed two more young slaves to mount the bed and raise Ramos's hips so the red haired boy's tongue could rim the tanned areolae surrounding his master's regal anus.
The red headed boy, aided by the two other slaves, pleasured their lord's hole for half an hour; during which time each of the two helpers also were allowed a taste of the master. The two boys holding the legs up had their butt holes fingered by their master as he had nothing to do with his hands; besides, he was eager to taste these new slaves. When Ramos clenched his ass hole shut, the red haired slave boy retrieved the erect phallus and now began the un-seeding.
The red haired boy took most of Ramos's nine inches into his mouth; all but two inches.
Ramos pushed the slave's mouth the last two inches eliciting an almost silent gag and a slight jerk of the small body. Both satisfying to the master. The slave boy did not resist. The next half hour was occupied fucking the red head's throat. Ramos edged himself until he uncontrollably began to cum; grabbing his now pulsing phallus he pulled from the slaves boy's mouth and shot his seed straight up into the air. All to fall on his torso and crotch. While straining to enjoy every last sensation a wave of his hand brought all seven boys's tongues to the splattered cream. The new virgin slaves eagerly licked, moaning with delight to have been asked to partake.
The job accomplished, the seven knelt on the bed beside and around their master, all seeming pleased with how their first day was progressing. Ramos was licking his fingers as they had probed the anuses of all seven.
"After we take a walk to the plaza we'll continue where we've left off."
The plaza was in the center of town, business was being conducted and the crowded streets depicted the healthy economy. As Ramos and his slaves arrived they saw a small group was waiting.
"We've waited an hour Ramos". Zella tried to sound unperturbed.
Glancing and nodding at his brother, Ramos then turned to the executor (a freeman) with a gesture toward Zella.
Now understanding why he was in attendance, the executor and his accompanying slaves took Zella in hand and forcibly removed his clothing and bound his balls with a long rope.
"Wait!! What. What are you doing?" Zella was panicked with good reason.
"String this insolent piece of shit up by his balls until he passes out"
The executor pulled the rope through a hoop attached to a raised platform and kept pulling until Zella was literally hanging by his balls.
"Gag him with a dildo gag.....the six-inch...No one will want to hear his whining."
This was sorely understated. Zella's cries were stentorian in their volume.
Being hung by the balls in the town plaza was the humiliation of a lifetime. Zella will be remembered for his screaming, not the work he had done for the realm. Those truly punished also received ball torture of a second kind, ball slapping or ball beating with a wooden cane.
Ramos turned and hugged his brother. "I see you dressed for the occasion". Lamico was naked.
"When in Doemos , do as the Doemosians do.
You have a pretty young entourage Ramos". Lamico wore a lascivious grin which his brother recognized as pure wanton lust. "Fresh?"
"As observant as always, and no you can't have any. I just only received delivery this morning. They're still unplugged" (undecorated and unbranded). Nodding to his attendant slave, it was understood he was to bring two or three of the recently released (from six months of service in Ramos's bedchamber) slave boys to Lamico's chambers.
"I'm sequestering myself with these new slave boys for the next seven days, so we'll see you in seven days, brother". A glance at the executor indicated he was to leave Zella strung up for only a short time. He did enjoy the sight of this blowhard hanging and swinging as passersby pushed him and playfully tapped his reddening balls.
Ramos left with the new slave boys before the old asshole soiled himself. The Lord of the realm waved at the townspeople who smiled endearingly and brought small offerings of flowers and ripe fruit.
Returning to his rooms, Ramos instructed the red headed boy to accompany him to the bath and toilet chamber. Tending his teeth, his slave boy douched his master's ass with a specially flavored water, then emptied his master’s bladder. The slave meticulously scrubbed his lord in the shower stall then joined him in the steaming tub of hot water. Ramos gestured and the boy immersed himself and took the semi-hard nine inch cock into his mouth. Ramos only allowed this new slave a breath about every three minutes. He again pushed the last two inches of his cock deeper into the boys throat. 'He'll learn' the lord of the manor thought.
Ramos moved the boy's head up and down his now stiff phallus at a slow, relaxing pace .
Two hours in the hot tub and Ramos and the red haired slave boy were well sodden and without toweling off returned to the bedchamber where six slave boys knelt.
"Lay on the edge of the bed, mouths open."
All the boys complied. Ramos walked down the row of eagerly smiling faces, sticking fingers deep into each one's throat.
Not all the boys gagged. Those that gagged did not pull back. They knew better. Their instruction had been very strict as to how to react to their master's actions.
Satisfied, Ramos proceeded to fuck each open mouth, sticking his hard cock as deeply as he could while keeping a near-stranglehold on their necks.
All seven slaves had stiff penises, each either pointed straight up or pointed horizontally toward their master. This delighted Ramos. He will taste each one. He'd know the taste of each boy's seed by the morning; by the end of the week he'd be able to identify each slave boy by the taste of his ass and by the taste of his seed. They all would have that knowledge of the others and their master, as well. . But, most importantly, he would have it first.
Edging himself was a great pleasure for Ramos. He believed it created a greater amount of seed for when he finally emptied his balls.
Lining them up to show their asses was one of Ramos's favorite prurient moments. Inspecting then licking and tongueing, he savored the different butt juices mixed with flavored douche water. He chose one boy's ass to keep his morning coffee warm and another to house his iced tea.
The red haired boy was savored first by his looks, and second by his ferocity at sexually pleasing his master.
All the boys were bred for these moments with Ramos. From early on the choices were made based on his sexual preferences.
In total chastity since puberty they were primarily taught the ways of sex and most especially the acts of sexual pleasure which Ramos had specified. None were violated, none were to be spoiled before delivery. None were allowed to douche themselves but only each other. And yes, each had tasted each other. The reasoning being their first task was possibly the cleaning and doucheing of their master's butt. Their expertise was critical.
Ramos fucked each butt but saved his seed for the red haired boy. He was also the only boy chosen to accompany him to the bathing chamber. From the first sight of him, he knew this boy would be the favored one.
The last of the boys's butts was that of the red haired boy. He actually took a short break to his private office before fucking him. Ramos in reality masturbated during his office visit, he wanted the fucking session with this special boy to last long and be memorable.
Upon his return, he saw the boys were all in the same positions. Looking at his attendant slave, "tether the red haired slave boy and station the others to observe. Rotate them as tethers these next seven days"
"Yes, Master"
