Rolf worked his way down Seridae's chest and stomach. Reaching the slave's waist, Rolf stopped the massage and moved off of him. He lay beside Seridae for a moment. Seridae was ready and willing. Rolf could proceed.

"Do you want to proceed?" Rolf wanted this to be the slave's choice. The reply was soft. "Yes."

That pleased Rolf. Seridae would be his companion, so Rolf wanted to be sure that Seridae wanted to be with him of his own free will.

"And you will have no problem with me touching you or you touching me?

"No."

Rolf ran his hand down to Seridae's arousal. He caressed the young man's genitals and ran a finger up the underside of the shaft to the head.

The young slave had spent his life hating this and trying not to respond to it. Responding only showed a master weakness, Seridae thought. He had always tried not to feel anything. Now he wanted to feel, but he was almost afraid to. Rolf's touch did not make him ill. Instead of the usual rough grabbing, Seridae was experiencing a gentle, respectful touch on his person. This touch made his body react, and for the first time, he was feeling pleasure. Even the slow massage of his arousal felt good and made him shutter at the same time.

Rolf could hear Seridae trying to hold back. It was time to go to the next step. Rolf's tongue got into the act, caressing the slave's genitals gently at first. His tongue bathed and teased gently. Seridae's breathing changed even more. As Rolf snaked his tongue across the swelling head of the slave's manhood, he could hear a definite moan. This told him that it was time for another step. He slipped his lips around that head and took it into his mouth. He worked the shaft with his lips while his hand caressed the rest of Seridae's genitals.

Seridae was overcome with pure pleasure. His hips moved on their own accord as he felt his climax build up. Rolf increased his ministrations and Seridae finally let go. The slave moaned loudly and exploded into his master's mouth. When Rolf released him, Seridae rolled onto his side and tried not to cry. Rolf crawled up behind him and touched SeridaeÕs shoulders.

"It's ok. Let it out."

Seridae collected himself and turned to look at Rolf. "Thank you, sir " He had felt intense pleasure, but he was embarrassed by almost crying. He rolled onto his stomach. "Take me, sir."

"Is it what you want?"

"Yes, sir." Seridae raised his bottom as he'd been taught.

"Turn over." Rolf spoke softly.

Seridae obeyed, not understanding. He'd always been taken from behind

Rolf moved so that he was between Seridae's knees. He put a little bit of lotion on his finger and teased Seridae's 'back door' until his finger had worked itself in. When the puckered entrance had relaxed, Rolf lifted Seridae's legs, resting them on his shoulders, and used the lotion to make his own arousal slick. The head against the slave's entrance, Rolf eased it inside and moved slowly until he was all the way in. The two men moved together to completion.

Rolf lay beside his slave. He cautiously gathered Seridae into his arms. "Was it okay?" He rubbed Seridae's back.

Seridae found his voice. "Yes, sir. Shall I pleasure you now?" That would be expected.

"Only if you wish to do so."

Seridae wasn't sure what to do. "Please hold me a little more."

"Of course." Rolf wouldn't force him. Seridae had been stripped of everything, even his dignity. Rolf wanted him to decide what HE wanted this time. As Rolf's companion, Seridae would have the right to make these choices for himself. He held the younger man close.

As Rolf held him, Seridae gathered the courage to accept his desire and act on it. This man who held him had shown him a new experience. He had always hated sex and touch, but he'd just experienced both without pain or belittling. He had experienced pleasure, gentleness, and respect all at once. Seridae felt good, not the illness he usually felt. He normally couldn't wait for a master to leave, but he didn't want Rolf to leave. Seridae felt attraction to this man and wanted to please him. He finally spoke. "May I please you now?"

"Yes, of course." Rolf smiled; he had hoped that Seridae would make that decision.

The slave hestated, as if awaiting instruction.

"Do what you feel led to do."

"Yes, sir." Seridae scooted off the bed. "I shall be right back." He disappeared into the bathroom.

Rolf could hear water running. Seridae appeared again with a bowl of water, a towel, and some bottles. Sitting on the bed, he washed his master's privates and tenderly dried them. He had no desire to inflict pain. This master was good to him. Seridae set the bowl and towel on the floor. Laying across Rolf's thighs, Seridae took time just to touch and admire his master's attributes. Former masters had not been so well-endowed or so attractive, and Seridae had not been interested. Things were different now.

"Do I meet with you approval?" Rolf spoke softly, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Seridae's cheeks burned. "Very much, sir."

"I'm glad. Make it yours."

Seridae proceeded to give his master oral pleasure. Previous masters had taught him. Rolf's sighs guided him. For the first time, he wasn't repulsed. Seeing Rolf swell and stiffen excited him and brought on his own arousal. He was especially excited because this would be his first time inside another. He'd never been allowed that before. When he penetrated Rolf, new sensations filled him. He finished all too soon, and he quickly washed himself up before coming to rest at Rolf's side.

"Did I please you, sir?" Seridae whispered his question.

"Very much." Rolf caressed Seridae's cheek with a finger. "Are you alright?"

"Yes."

The slight choke told Rolf that Seridae was trying not to cry again. He embraced the slave. Seridae curled up in Rolf's arms. Rolf was soon asleep but Seridae was awake. He didn't want to fall asleep for fear that he would wake and find that this had all been a dream. He was beginning to feel a kind of freedom. Seridae may spend the rest of his life in these rooms, but but he felt free of pain and abuse. When sleep finally did claim him, it was peaceful and dreamless.