The Stranger

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Chapter 2


Seth could not believe he had just offered a million coins for a pleasure slave!

The whole room had gone quiet. Everybody was staring at him. The man on the platform doing the shouting was dumbstruck. No one had ever offered that much money for a pleasure slave. But Seth knew that a young, blond virgin in Egypt would go for a lot and he had no time to waste. Besides, money was of no concern to him.

The young boy was near fainting so Seth suggested that a couple of the guards carry him to the palace and carry the offered money back to the dealer. As he started walking back, everyone on the street was staring at him and the boy in silence. They all bowed to him and then stared at him in astonishment as the mighty priest walked with a slave being carried behind him.

Seth dared to look back and saw the boy had now completely fainted, probably form the intense heat form the sun. Egypt really did have unbearable whether at noon, especially this time of the year, right after the flood (Nile, the biggest river in the world located in Egypt, floods every May, so this is around June).

Upon reaching his room, Seth commanded a few of the guards to hold the boy as he paid off the men. Then, he ordered the maids to wash the boy and tend to his wounds as he himself set out to picking the right clothes for his slave.

The guards carried the blond boy to Seth's private bath and put him in the water after stripping him of the one cloth that was carelessly placed on him to quickly cover up his groin. Then, the maids quickly started washing the boy being careful not to let the boy drown (he still hadn't come to, so the risk of him drowning was even higher). They washed his hair with some scented oily substance. Then, they commenced to washing his body, being extra careful around the wounds.

After the bath, the guards carried the boy to a bed made of stacks of straw. The healers quickly started to treat the youth's wounds. He had many whip marks, scratches, bruises, and fractures in his body. Thankfully, no bones were broken. At least that was a relief.

Seth chose the colors carefully as he wanted everything to be the way it was in his dream. The clothes had golden lines going through them. The jewelry was also nothing but gold. Seth picked out golden earrings, a golden choker to which he could attach a leash, golden bracelets, golden bands to go around his biceps and triceps, and golden ankle bracelets. Since gold was the most valued of metals, that's what HIS slave would wear. Wearing any other metal was considered being unworthy in Egypt. Besides, gold would look good on the blond boy with golden eyes and skin and hair.

Seth realized that he did not want others ogling HIS slave. So instead of picking the traditional clothing for male slaves, which left the chests bare, he picked the clothing for female slaves, which would cover the boy better. That way, no one would see his chest, and his legs wouldn't show that much either.


Golden eyes slowly opened up just to close again after the intense light they were exposed to. From what the boy could tell, it was morning. Had he slept through the whole day yesterday? He was laying down on something… comfortable… and warm… Hmm… That was strange, he was usually used to waking up on a cold floor ever since he appeared in this strange place. He had no memory of who he was, or where he was from for that matter. He only remembered waking up in a desert, walking a few kilometers, then fainting again. After that, his only recollection was waking up as a captive of some ugly, disgusting men.

The boy did not want to remember the horrors that those men had put him through. All he knew right now was the fact that he felt comfortable. But that was strange. He was captured as a slave. His captors had made him work in the morning under the merciless sun, and then they had carried him out to the auction, and then he remembered nothing after that.

'That must be it!' the boy concluded. He was sold to some pervert who would probably make him work by day and rape him at night. He wanted to cry at the thought, but decided to enjoy the comfort for as long as possible before he was forced to work his ass off.

To his sorrow, the door opened soon after he finally rested, and a man stepped in. He was tall with brown hair and icy blue eyes. He had a stern expression on his face that scared the boy. He slowly started to crawl up into a ball on the bed, trying to shield himself as much as possible form the scary man, whom he supposed was his new master.


Noticing the boy tense up and crawl away from him, Seth decided to be gentle with the boy. After all, he didn't want to scare his new slave away. But damn, the boy looked magnificent. After being bathed and treated the boy had been placed in his bed by Seth's request. The priest had spent the night hugging the boy, wondering where he came from and what kind of a personality he had. The blond boy really looked peaceful and adorable in sleep.

Now, the boy was cowering.

"I see you have woken up," Seth stated bluntly. The boy just stared back at him, not saying a word, not even trying.

"My name is Seth, what's yours?" Seth really wanted to hear the boy's voice. He imagined it would be as sweet as the boy's looks. And he was right.

"J... Jo... Jono..." The boy was stuttering, but he did have the sweetest voice Seth had ever herd. Seth smirked. The boy was too adorable for his own good.

"Well, Jono. Welcome to your new home." Jono still didn't trust the man, even though he noticed how good-looking and nice he seemed to be.

Seth slowly reached his hand out and touched Jono slightly on the cheek. The boy flinched at the action, but soon relaxed a little bit as he noticed that the other man was being gentle and not hurting him.

Soon, Jono let his guard down, letting Seth's hand explore his face freely. The blond had to admit that his new master was cute. The brunet's fingers touched his pink lips, making Jono tense again. Yes, his master was cute, but he didn't want to be raped. After all, he was only thirteen.

Noticing that the boy had tensed again, Seth took away his hand.

"Don't be scared. I won't hurt you. OK?" Seth extended his hand to Jono, offering a hand-shake. Jono just looked askance at the hand. But soon, another thought crossed his mind. This man was his master. He could do whatever he wanted with him. So far he had been acting nice, but if he kept on rejecting his master like this, the other might just start beating him senseless. Besides, his master was kind of cute… OK, he was really cute.

With those thoughts, Jono took his master's hand into his much smaller one and smiled at the brunet lightly. Maybe if he acted the right way (the way his master wanted him to), he could just live normally and enjoy his master's company. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.

Seth brought Jono close to himself and hugged him, their hands still holding each other, their fingers intertwined. He liked his new slave. Now, he needed to figure out what exactly to do with him.

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