Lost in time - chapter 3-4 (Patreon)

Chapter 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/lost-in-time-2-98814361

Chapter 4, 5: https://www.patreon.com/posts/lost-in-time-5-6-99510557

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After several hours of walking through the hot desert under the scorching sun, they reached the outskirts of some village. It was surrounded by a wooden fence. The houses inside were made of dried clay and the people living in them were mostly wearing a linen. But the clothing style was very similar to what Greg had seen in movies about ancient Egypt.

"Aisha, look here." called the man and stopped before entering the village, Greg who was walking behind him obediently halted, too tired and too frightened to ask him to slow down or anything. "We have almost arrived at the market." he squezzed Greg's ass hard. "Uff! Hey!" complained Greg and pushed the hand away.

"No! Bad girl!" snapped the stranger and pulled the chain. "Ah!" cried Greg when he was dragged closer to the man. The pull was so hard that he fell on the stranger's chest, felt how his massive boobs pressing into the man's body "Aisha, listen to me. I'm too kind to you, but I'll explain everything to you. First, don't talk unless I ask you a question or give you permission to speak." said the man and slapped his ass, Greg winced, his bottom still hurt from the long walk.

"Second, no matter what happens, don't resist me. Third, don't look to anyone, even at me. Keep your eyes on the ground. And fourth, if I tell you to do something, do it instantly and don't ask questions, even if I want that you do something for other man." he explained.

Greg was in total disbelief but could not argue with the stranger since the laws from ancient Egypt is very different from the USA ones. "And finally, just call me Master or Master Raddus as others will do, too." added man and pulled his slave with him into the village. "Understand?!" he asked and jerked the leash.

Greg winched and cried: "Y-yes, Master! Uwaaa! P-please, slow down!" he started wobbling behind him, had to cross both arms for his large breasts to be less shaking during their walk. He used to wear glasses before the change, but now his vision seemed perfect - it was one of the possible side effects after the time-jump.

"I said shut up! I am trying to teach you manners but you're ruining it all!" snapped man in a loud voice which drew some unwanted attention, some villagers stopped to look at a strange pair but then came up with their own conclusions and went on with their lives. "Uff... Please, just one minute to rest... I beg you..." whimpered Greg.

It was not only the walking was challenging for him, but those two sweaty and tender breasts which he couldn't cover with his hands as the long leash the stranger held was stretching his hand. Some young men were watching him with interest and Greg felt very uncomfortable, he didn't like being the main attention. Noticing the other males made him walked closer to his 'master' and followed him obediently.

"Master..." called Greg. "Hush up!" said man shortly and gave a short jerk on the leash again. "I need cloth-" started Greg but couldn't finish as he tripped over some stone and fell, dropped onto his palms and knees on the hot sand. His breast bounced at the impact and ached him. "Oww...!" hissed through clenched teeth, tried to stand up again. "Master, I need clo-... Ugh!..." moaned Greg, whil big palm of the Raddus grabbed his chin and turned his head up to stare at his face.

"What was that?" he frowned "I didn't gave you permission to speak!" growled angrily Raddus. "And 'I need' is forbidden words! You are a damn property now and you have to get used to it!" snapped master and pressed his thumb into the slaves cheek. "If you want something ask like: 'please, Master, allow your worthless slave to...'" added Raddus.

Greg gulped, noticing that his face was just too close to Master's and the smell of his beard was not pleasant at all. "Mhmhm..." he hummed in agreement and nodded his head. "Good girl... You can ask now..." sighed Raddus, looking into his slave's blue eyes.

"P-please, Master... allow (gulp)... your worthless slave... " Greg was blushing because of his words, the collar was tight around his neck and was choking him a little when he was trying to speak "...to ask you for cloth... clothes?" asked shyly Greg. "For clothes?" repeated Master and chuckled. "Before sell you to market? No, Aisha... You have to be naked, I don't want lost money for such useless things." he answered and they continued walking.

"Hey look! What a lovely slave! Nice tits!" some men called after them, Greg felt shivers in his back as the loud voice called behind him. "You have a new one, Raddus? Are you selling her?" men were asking from behind Greg's back, his face flushed red in embarrassment when his wide hips were swinging under his movements and huge breasts were bouncing under his steps. Some men were whistling as they saw his fat boobs jiggling like jelly under the linen.

"Not right now, boys... I'm selling her to Roman merchant. At Alexandria." he answered and watched men's faces saddened with disappointment. "She will get good price there." he added and pulled leash. "Come, Aisha... We are almost arrived." commanded Raddus. They finally almost reached the end of the street and entered into small house.