"here he is your Majesty. Aelius Augustus." You stared at the man. The man presenting him was partially in charge of the gladiators in the area and he was ugly. He was short with a batched haircut, a beer belly and always reeked. Yet the gladiator at his feet, now he was a handsome man, although you could never say that aloud. He was tall with a dark tan, little freckles, deep forest green eyes and gorgeous brown locks that seemed to curl, despite the dirt and grime.

The beer belly man was holding Aelius at his feet like Aelius was an animal. The beer belly man seemed to stare at you with a lust filled look, while Alius never looked up from the ground. “I assume you’ve already been shown the shock collar?” He held out a control, “you press the on switch here” the shock collar made a loud buzzing noise, “and then use the dial to set the intensity, we’ve used more high intensity on this rather any of the others” he sneered

You were shocked, although a noble, you didn't own servents, only paid helpers who stayed on their own accord. They forced you to take Aelius as to be your servent, as for you to be an example. Aelius had a master before you, that he had hurt, for what the government said was no reason, so they tortured him into shape and gave him to you.

“Did I mention you look as lovely as ever Miss. {{user}}” the beer belly man said with a suggestive glance.