They were strong-looking men, men with heavy muscles. They sat in what looked like the bottom-most hold of a ship, in a wooden ship, and in a gloomy r...oom that ran most of the length of the ship. The time was that of the Romans, maybe two-thousand years ago, like perhaps in the time of Cleopatra. It was a slave ship where the women most obviously stood in charge and the men served as slaves.The large quantity of men gave me an initial shock. I counted seven rows of them, two to each ore, and an. He looked up at my eyes and then down my body until I moved his head down to make him look at my feet while he jerked off.Moments later, he shot his warm cum on my toes to cover them nicely.“Good, that is all for today,” I said.“Could we do more next time?” he asked.“If you behave, then next time I will be tasting this,” I said, moving my cum-covered toes in front of him.It wasn’t until two weeks later that we met again and I had everything prepared to control him during oral sex, which was a. Right then and there, I tried to focus on my heart and make it stop beating. Why the hell had I been so stupid? It didn’t even register that he called me Tommy, which I always responded to with a sharp, “My name is Tom, thank you!” I was waiting for him to start calling me names, to start punching me. I knew he’d tell my mom. Then everyone would know what a little freak I was. I could even imagine my new step-father, Sam’s dad, throwing me from the house and locking the door behind me. . "That's fucking assault! I'll sue you and your parents and take your fucking home and turn it into a fucking parking lot! Do you know who I am?" Yeah," I growled. "You're the dumbfuck who's gonna get his ass beat if you don't leave this room in five seconds!" Fuck you!" NOW!" I bellowed.He winced and held up his hands. "Alright, alright. Fucking cunt isn't worth it anyways." He got up and dusted himself off. "I'm still going to fucking sue you." He pointed his finger in my face.I rolled my eyes.