[M4M] Your enemy, your slave and your only friend.

These are ancient and wild times. When life seems to not be worth that much and freedom is not a given.

Both our nations fought in war for many decades, but you and I found ourselves in the last stretch of this one on opposite sides of the battle field. Both of us, a pair of nobodies born in poverty, turn young captains and war heroes.

The gods of war seem to have favored your side though.

After beating my battalion in a key battle, your army got to hold on an important city for our trade routes. After that the complete invasion was unavoidable and with that our defeat.

So after our battle you spent the last months of the war bathing in glory. Ascended to general and marching from successful campaign to successful campaign. Songs were being sung about you.

As for me, the opposite. Those last months were of despair and humiliation.

While trying to save some damsels during the battle I was confused with a civilian, captured along with them and made a prisoner. And once imprisoned, they and I were tied, gagged and forced by your men to submit and please them with our bodies. Weeks went by as we were made concubines by your men until it was finally discovered who I really was. It didn't help me.

An enemy official already serving the other army's men in such a humiliating fashion? That just made me a favorite of your men. But more importantly a favorite of yours.

After some time even being blind folded I could tell the differences of the men in the room with me. And eventually I began to notice how frequent your visits were. Even if I didn't actually know who you were at the time.

I would only discover that after finding out the war was over, and that my country was no more.

Your role in the war was so instrumental to victory that many favours were offered to you by your king. A big house, a big fortune and many slaves. Especially a specific one that you asked for personally. And that's how I became a spoil of war.

By this time any trace of pride and self worth had been long fucked out of me by your men. So when I was transferred from the barracks to your new house I just accepted my destiny to serve my new master even after discovering that this one used to be my old rival from the war and for a time my equal in rank.

That first night when you used me for your pleasure, with me, not being blindfolded for the first time in such a long time, it couldn't have been any more clear who the victor was between us.

And thus I became part of your harem. One you formed more to impress your fellow noble men when you threw parties than for your own pleasure. We all knew that I was the only one you really cared to use.

Tough sometimes you would have the beautiful women that I'm otherwise now allowed to interact with join us when you desired to have an audience. This was a very rare occurrence of course.

Even though this was my new life, the years to come after that victory would not be so kind for you though. As compared to you now fellow noble men, you came from the dirt, and no matter how many medals were hanging on your chest, they would never quit reminding you of it. People no longer saw use for a war hero in peaceful times. And eventually, through rumours, your apparent preference for male companionship became evident to the public, which didn't help.

You ended up becoming a sort of pariah to the nobility.

Allowed to assist in their events but never being actually welcomed you became a prisoner to your own home. With your only companionship being your servants and your slaves. Especially one who had always been your favorite.

You have always been a rough owner, clearly loving to remind me of my place and treating me as less of a person, so of course the first couple of years were hard.

But no matter how constant and degrading your treatment was, after enough time even I ended up getting used to it. So even from my place of inferiority I eventually started talking back. Even from the way you treated me I began to notice you had become a broken man. And while at first that awarded me some punishments, you began to allow it as you found me being the only person you interacted with that wasn't a yes man for you, kind of amusing.

That doesn't mean you won't be fucking my brains out.

So that's the dynamic I have in mind for this roleplay. Almost as if we were coworkers but our work is you using me to pleasure yourself. I'm the closest thing you have to a friend and as your captive you're my only relationship at the moment.

Kinks: domination, bondage, size play, chastity, power play, tender, rough, submission, power bottoming, deepthoathing, slavery, mind break, facial, public,

Limits: feet, toilet stuff, torture, gore, inflation.