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with his friend. Which was foolish… There were few Romans who held back their lusts with slaves, even with slave children. Sexual services were as much a part of the duties of young, attractive slaves as scrubbing floors or assisting in the kitchens. A well run house-hold was expected to have them on duty at all times, to serve their masters and their guests.
    Antius only smiled indulgently, having long ago accepted his friend’s peculiar sensibilities. “I have a new boy you may find more satisfactory, Thaddeus. He’s fourteen. When you and Flavius come tomorrow, you are welcome to try him. I’ll warn you he has more than a few scars, but I can also assure you he’s very eager to please.”
    The tension passed as all three men laughed. In time, the conversation returned to their children, and when Antius pulled the serving girl into his lap Thaddeus only watched impassively. To this he had no objection and leaned back on his couch, watching as Antius exposed her breasts and tugged roughly on her nipples.
    Flavius was more intrigued with the area beneath her waist and leaned forward to run his hand beneath the girl’s skirt and to feel between her legs. The young woman maintained a passive expression on her face, and made no objection to anything the men did to her.
    Thaddeus smiled at the scene and sipped from his cup, pleased that she maintained her training so well. A good slave.

    Skaia knelt stiffly at first, thinking Thaddeus would be back at any moment, but as time went by he began to shift and relaxed his posture. The pain in his back was just a dull fire now, much as he remembered the pain on his buttocks to be when he’d been whipped by his father for misbehaviors at home. Though father never made me bleed.
    He waited patiently for as long as he could, but finally his childish curiosity overcame his fear and he got up to explore the bedroom to the extent the chain would allow. He discovered that Master Thaddeus had fine rings on his dresser, and he examined them with interest. Then he saw a piece of polished metal and realized he could see his reflection. In wonder he touched it and marveled at the reflected light.
    Looking around to be sure he was still alone, Skaia lifted it to study the bruises on his cheeks and the cut on his lip. And then the collar, which he handled cautiously. He did not know its material, but it was black and very smooth. Not all the slaves in the household wore collars. Castor had told him that when he was trusted, his own would be removed. He wasn’t sure what being trusted meant, but he hoped it would happen soon. He hated the weight on his neck.
    He shifted the mirror again to see his hair better, and caught sight of Thaddeus, standing directly behind him. Turning quickly in panic, he fell to his knees, still clutching the piece of metal. “Sorry, sorry, sorry.” His heart raced, sure he would be punished again for getting up and for touching the master’s belongings. But Thaddeus’ hand, when it took the metal away, was not hurtful. Still, Skaia looked only at the floor, remembering the man’s words from the morning.
    He breathed easier when Thaddeus stepped away from him and he looked up just enough to see the man begin to undress, first removing the ring he wore, then starting on his belt.
    “ Get up, Skaia, help me.”
    Skaia stood and spoke hesitantly. “Not know… how.”
    Thaddeus eyed him thoughtfully. “Come.” Skaia walked to him, eyes still downcast. “Remove the belt.” Thaddeus lifted his arms and Skaia began to work at the buckle, finally getting it undone, and holding it in his hands.
    “ What do… it?”
    “ Put it in the cabinet. That one,” Thaddeus pointed. Skaia walked to the tall, narrow chest, opened the door, and saw the many tunics and belts hanging inside. He put the one he held among them, and went back to the master. Thaddeus talked and motioned to the boy, to show him what else needed to be done, and after Skaia had performed to his