Benect’s Freedom
An Anthology
By Nicole Draylock
Copyright 2012 Nicole Draylock
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This work contains content of an extremely graphic nature. All characters in this work are 18 or over. This is a work of fiction intended for adults 18 and over only. Herein are the three previously published short stories about Benect the slave, presented for the first time in one work. The stories included are:
Benect’s Mistress
Benect’s Temptress
Benect Unbound
Benect’s Mistress
Scene 1 – A Slave’s Life
It was a rare pleasure, bathing in a heated bath. The life of a slave was rarely this pleasant; too bad he could not enjoy it. For as long as he could remember Benect had been a house boy in the masters retinue, and as masters went his had been kind. The work was difficult, but he had not had to endure the elements working in the fields with the older boys and men. When he came of age, he expected his life to change; he had not expected to be sold!
Benural was waiting when he left the bath. He dried off and fastened the cloak about his shoulders. It was cold this time of year, and though he would be displayed naked for the buyers, no one wanted a frostbitten slave. “Brother, I do hope you aren’t purchased by one of those Southlanders. I hear they favor boys for pleasuring themselves!” said Benural. Benect had heard of this practice and worse, and the fear of becoming a pleasure slave was a reality of the life of a slave bound for the market. Fear of becoming the toy of some sadistic master kept him awake nights.
An hour later, clad only in his skin he stood on the market square, the tremors in his body only partially contributable to the brisk wind. He was next to go on the auction block, and the petite boy, that had been in front of him, was currently the victim of a bidding war between two Southlanders whose servants were all male and had the downtrodden looks of the maltreated. When the bidding ended he was led to the block. The loser of the bidding war began the bidding and Benect’s hopes sank. For long seconds it appeared that no one would raise his initial bid and Benect felt a moment of utter panic. Finally, after what seemed to Benect to be an eternity, another bidder stepped up. A ray of hope pierced Benect’s terrified mind. Looking up quickly he spotted the new bidder, and to his surprise it was a woman.
An elegant woman with two female attendants had bid on him! The servants were eyeing him and giggling amongst themselves, while their mistress was sizing him up like a piece of meat she was considering purchasing from a butcher. One of the servants was behind the mistress and parting her robes with one hand, displaying her hairless sex, and one ample breast. Her free hand slid into her dark crevice and ran along her slit. Benect was startled and terribly embarrassed as his cock sprang to life for all to see. The worst part was that the Southlander had just bid anew and Benect could hear jeers from the crowd, most of which were lurid suggestions about his excitement at being purchased by his new master. Some men he knew enjoyed the affections of other men, but he was not among their number.
The mistress seemed to hesitate, and Benect feared that she too had misunderstood his reaction, or had been offended by his obvious display. The servant who had taunted him moved forward and whispered to the mistress who looked as though she might beat the girl right then and there. The auctioneer was about to finalize his sale to the Southlander when the lady raised her hand, signaling that she would raise the bid. Her eyes never left the servant girl, but her hand remained in the air, a clear signal that she would raise any bids forthcoming. The
Southlander cursed and refused to test her resolve. It was over a few seconds later, he had a new mistress.
Scene 2 - Beyaja
Within the hour he was led away in chains. He was delivered without his cloak or any of the few personal belongings his master had graciously allowed him to take. He was taken to the gate of a town villa, where he was turned over to the guard on duty. The servant girl who had teased him was also waiting. The guard turned to the girl “Shall her ladyship have me take him to the cutter?” The servant girl replied “No sir, she prefers her own cutter to do it, and this one is too young and soft to present a problem before we return to the country.” This conversation chilled him to the bone. He had already discovered lust, spying on the women servants in his old home as they bathed, and though he had not bedded one yet, he had learned to satisfy himself while watching their nude forms. Still a virgin he listened as they discussed making a eunuch of him! He had felt so relieved that he wouldn’t spend this night being buggered by his new master, but having his barely matured balls cut from his body hardly seemed a better option!
For a moment he considered fleeing, but the moment passed as the guard bolted and locked the door. “Sir, I will take him to prepare him for his duties now; we shall not need a guard.” The guard smiled and walked up to her reaching boldly into her robe and cupping her sex in his hand. “Come to see me tonight when your work is done. I have something for you!” he said. She looked into his eyes and responded “very well, sir! But this time, leave your friends in the barracks!” As she said this, she reached out and grasped his bulging cock through his pants. With a wink she turned and walked away beckoning for Benect to follow.
Once they were out of earshot she said “my name is Beyaja, servant of Relaera, your new mistress. You are now a body slave, as am I. Follow the mistress’s orders and your life will not be terrible; disobey, and you’ll wish that Southlander was sharing you with his friends!” Beyaja led him down a long corridor and into a bathing room unlike any he had ever seen. Four tubs big enough for several people each were sunk into the floor. Each of the tubs was filled with hot steaming water. Benect thought that perhaps this was paradise! He looked up from the pools at Beyaja, and instantly reddened, his cock once again embarrassing him by making its presence known. She had slipped off her robe and was standing wearing nothing but a few bangles looking at him with a wicked grin. “Does that happen every time you see a girl naked or is it just me?” she asked, laughing at his chagrin. Benect could not respond, he feared that he would be punished severely if she told of his unseemly bodily responses. “Well, come on; let’s get on with it, the mistress wants you cleaned before your training begins.” Two baths in one day and this in such luxury! As he lowered himself into the first pool, and found that it came to his mid-thigh, he was doubly relieved as he could hide his erection as he sat in the almost uncomfortably warm water. Beyaja crawled in beside him, and immediately sat to work scrubbing him. Starting with his long hair she cleaned him working her way down to his stomach before starting at his feet and working up.
He had not felt a woman’s touch since he was a very small child, and her strong hands rubbing and caressing his body felt incredible. When she had scrubbed up to his hips, she looked at him crossly. “Stand up already, I can’t get at the good bits like this.” Flushing again in shame he rose, his erection still protruding from him fiercely. Beyaja smiled, kneeling beside him and scrubbed his thighs and buttocks, with his rigid cock only inches from her pretty face. He felt her hot breath on the tip of his manhood making it twitch, and to his horror he could see a trickle of precum oozing from his tip. Beyaja, rather than being offended, just seemed amused. “Almost finished, sit there on the edge of the tub” she said. The cool tile helped marginally to calm his ramp
antly sexual thoughts, until she grasped his cock in both hands and began to scrub it clean. He was terrified that he would ejaculate, and the girl was right in front of his cock; his seed would surely hit her face and result in him being punished, or cut sooner. As if reading his thoughts the girl said “if you do as you are told, and please the mistress she will not have you cut. I think you are not going to have any trouble pleasing her either” while she squeezed his throbbing manhood. Benect was just trying to hold back his orgasm, and the girl fondling his cock, and now moving down to his balls was not helping.
Releasing his cock and balls, she pulled on his hips, encouraging him to slide to the very edge of the pool. “Just a little more, and we are all through here” she said. Her hands pried apart his reluctant buttocks, and she began scrubbing his ass, paying careful attention to the anus. Warm water on his anus and her gentle stroking did nothing to relieve his tension. He closed his eyes in silent prayer that his excitement could be contained. He could feel himself oozing down his freshly washed phallus, and hoped that the girl would not notice. “Oh, you are an excitable boy!” she said. A sudden warmth on the underside of his cock nearly made him spurt, and realizing both her hands were on his ass he looked down to see her sliding her tongue up and down the bottom of his shaft. She was looking up into his eyes while licking the precum from him. Benect did not know what to do, so he did nothing, just watching the girl. His lust had eradicated his fear in this moment, and the tension in his body transformed into excitement.
Beyaja was amused. The young boys in most houses were by Benect’s age already familiar with the women of the house, but the way this boy reacted could only mean he was a virgin. As he writhed and moaned from her simply licking the underside of his shaft, she decided to show him just how gifted she was with her mouth. Pulling back, she watched the disappointment in his eyes. Opening her mouth, she took his glans between her lips and sucked gently, flicking the oozing tip with her tongue, and finding joy in the way he arched his back and tried to thrust into her mouth. She moved with him, not yet allowing him deeper, suckling only the tip of his cock.
Benect had never dreamed this was possible! The sensation of her mouth, suckling on his painfully engorged manhood was driving him crazy. He wanted to push it into her mouth, but she resisted, smiling up at him around his cock as her tongue swirled and flicked all around his cock head. This girl was making him crazy, and he wanted nothing more than to grab her head and begin to pump himself in and out of her mouth, but he still feared offending her, so he resisted. Suddenly, he felt warmth travel down his shaft as she drove her mouth forward onto him, taking his entire cock in her mouth. He knew he was not small, and though he was not huge either, he couldn’t imagine how she could swallow the whole thing without choking. He was in a delirium of pleasure as she began working her mouth up and down his shaft, only pausing when he was fully inserted in her mouth to suck and lick him a moment before pulling back and then taking his length again.
In his pleasure, he’d forgotten her hands which had been gently kneading his ass as she licked and sucked him. As he felt the urge to cum build slowly, he received a sudden shock, as one slender finger probed his opening. He didn’t know what to do, but the feeling of her mouth on his cock was not something he would willingly give up, so he did not protest as she slid a wet finger into his ass. As she began to use her finger on his ass like a tiny cock, she moaned around his cock, causing vibrations that were more than he could take. Crooking her finger to hit his inner gland, she took him deep. As he erupted in her mouth she swallowed his cum, gulping it down as though she could never get enough.
Benect did not know what had happened; he had never cum so suddenly and without warning. He was at first afraid the girl would be upset when he came in her mouth, but her continued sucking and swallowing as he pumped his jism down her throat alleviated his concern. As she slid her finger from his ass, he hoped this would not be the last time he and Beyaja bathed together. She dried him, and to her surprise as she toweled off his cock he began to rise again. This boy would do well here if only he obeyed the rules. And she was quite sure that she wanted to help teach him the arts of pleasuring a woman.
Scene 3 – The Mistress
Beyaja led him to a large chamber that seemed to be a combination of study and bed chamber. As they approached he could hear voices, one raised in anger, the other high pitched and fearful. A sharp crack was heard, and a suppressed shriek of pain. Beyaja looked at him and shrugged before rapping on the door, and at a word they entered the room. The mistress was dressed only in an open robe, and her dark skin shone as though coated in oil. Her sex and the inner curves of her breasts were revealed and Benect could not help but stare. He had never seen such chocolate skin in his life or anything quite so lurid as the other occupant of the room. The younger servant was on the floor, her hands bound to a ring fixed into the floor. On her elbows and knees it was obvious she could barely move. Her pale bottom was up, and laced with several red welts. Though a part of him felt pity for this wretched girl, a stronger part of him was turned on by her submissive position.
“Slave, in this house, you will do well to obey my every word. Is this understood?” “Yes Mistress, I live only to serve you” replied Benect. “Very well, we shall see. I wanted you to bear witness to Nayare’s punishment and understand that if you fail to do as you are told this could happen to you” the mistress told him. She was holding a crop and turned her attention back to the serving girl’s ass. “Nayare, for stealing a loaf of bread, you get another five lashes. Present yourself!” The young girl obediently straightened her legs lifting her ass high in the air. “If you lower yourself, you will get the peg” the mistress warned her. Benect watched in a mix of sorrow and lust as the mistress brought the crop down hard right at the base of the young girl’s buttocks. The snap of the lash was loud in the room and the girl bit back the worst of her scream of pain. Her legs trembled, and she looked as though she could not make it for another four lashes. The mistress was skilled in the arts of punishment, allowing the girl time between lashes for the sting of the lash to fade. On the fourth lash, the poor girl’s legs buckled, and she fell back to her knees.
A final lash struck at the top of her round ass, and over the shriek of pain, Benect heard the mistress say “you were warned Nayare, now you leave me know choice.” Untying the girl, she motioned for her to move to the bed, which the girl did reluctantly. When she got to the tall bed she fell forward sobbing leaving her reddened ass exposed. The mistress pulled something from a drawer by the bed and began to buckle the leather straps on it around her body. Benect had never heard or seen such a device; it was a phallus made of wood! As the mistress moved behind the girl, his own erection stood out at full attention. Relaera looked over her shoulder at him, seeing his erect cock, and smiled. “Watch close young man, the Southlanders aren’t the only ones capable of buggering a wayward boy.” As she turned back to the girl she slapped her on the ass. “Spread for me slave” she said in a commanding tone. The girl grasped her own buttocks in each hand and pulled them apart exposing herself completely to the mistress. Relaera placed the wooden cock against the girl’s anus and shoved it in hard. Nayare cried and begged the mistress to be gentle but Relaera was not about to pleasure the child, she was here to punish her. Mercilessly shoving the entire tool into the girl’s tight ass, she began riding her like a man, hard and fast. Her thrusts were so powerful the girl was shoved forward with each thrust, making her firm ass shake from the impact. The girl was openly crying and wailing now, and begging for it to end. Benect was so ashamed of how turned on he was, but he couldn’t help it, he wanted to be the one taking the girl in her tight little hole.
Relaera watched her new slave, wondering if she was going to need to break him, or if he would conform to the ways of her house. Beyaja, the little tramp, was laughing beside him at Nayare’s pain. The bitch deserved punishing herself, but if she was in Nayare’s position she would be begging for more, not less. Diff
icult to punish a girl that wanted it to hurt! Finally, she decided Nayare had learned her lesson. Pulling the dildo from the girl’s torn ass, she removed it, and handing it too the girl told her to take it and wash it, and herself. The girl smiled through her tears and thanked the mistress.
“Thank you for teaching me properly to be a better servant Mistress!”
“Don’t forget, and return here in an hour. You will be needed for the night.”
As the girl left the room, Beyaja followed leaving him alone with the mistress.
“So, how many women have you serviced?” she asked.
“None Mistress, I am just of age.”
A virgin! Interesting, she thought. “Well, that will change in this house. Beyaja sucked your cock in the bath?”
The question shocked him. She already knew? There was no since in lying to his new Mistress on his first day in her service. “I am sorry Mistress, I did not mean to be lusty, but I could not help myself.”
Relaera laughed. “Young slave, if you are not lusty in this house, I’ll have your balls cut from you and sell your anus to a crowd of Southlanders!”
Benect wondered if he understood, could she really mean to indicate that his lusts were not only acceptable but required behavior in her house?
“I see Nayare’s punishment aroused you, but before I put that big cock of yours into service, let me explain the simple rules of my house. Everyone here answers to me, attending to my every whim. Further, servants are to provide for the needs of any guests, or employees of the estate in that order, no matter what the request you will perform or suffer punishment. My slaves follow a strict hierarchy, and your position is determined by your service. Nayare for instance had earned position above all of my current male slaves, and only Beyaja had seniority, but since her transgression, she is has now lost seniority and is last among the slaves, even you may command her now. When she returns, and I am done with your training for today, you may take her to your chamber and use her in any way you will. I would recommend you try out her tight ass with that big cock of yours; it will help reinforce the lesson she learned, and you will enjoy it I’m sure.”
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