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Warm breath of master Freyer's tickled the skin of my shoulder as I felt how his big palm squeezed my left buttock through the soft material of the dress. Goosebumps ran through my body, and the delicate skin between my legs became covered with bumps. My throat was dry as I swallowed a lump, feeling my small breasts, which I had never gotten used to, rise and fall rapidly.

"Lydia, right?" he said in an low, sonorous voice as his hand moved along my buttocks. It was unpleasant and alarming, like everything else in this place. I bit my tongue, clenching my fists. "Answer." he said sternly

"Y-yess.." I heard the loud sound of hooves outside the door, shouts of someone's commands and the bustle of the living of the ancient Roman villa.

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It seemed like some kind of movie, where I suddenly appeared in the main role as a slave woman from ancient times. It seemed like a bad nightmare, but everything felt so real! And after two weeks here I could hardly say for sure that this was a real place, not a movie set, not virtual reality or something similar.

Everything happend when I with my wife and kids decided to go to the grandest theme park of my town, called Time World. There they recreate different historical epochs - we decided to visit the Roman villa. Costumed actors were playing the role of various people in a recreated ancient city and I, being completely absorbed in the atmosphere, decided to play the game too.

I can't even remember, what happend next, I just take some cloths from a pile and somehow was dressed, then walked to my wife and the children. They looked at me like I was someone else, when I waved them hello with my hand, someone grabbed me by my arm and pulled me into that crowd. I screamed outloud, hearing that my voice sounded very strange, very melodious, unlike my usual deep tone. I was sure that all that was just part of the show until I realized that around me everything changed: instead of plastic-concrete buildings of a large theme park, a small ancient village grew, filled with Romans walking, talking and acting exactly the same way as if this was their own real life. And he held my hand... vilicus or better to say overseer was holding me by my wrist.

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"Where are you from Lydia?" he asked, stroking my chin with a finger.

I was looking straight at him and trying to find words to answer, I can't said true about future and that I am man from another era. "T-from U-U-um.. Gaul! Yes from Gaul.." he turned me sharply to him, squeezing my cheeks and forcing me to look into his eyes. "My friend says that he brought you from Greece."

All month before I lived here as slave, but it's more looked like being maid from hotel. The main problems I had were learning how to wear this ancient women cloths called a stola, sandals and doing my own hair with oil and a lot of fine combs. And of course has a deal with my new gender. I'm 37 and now looking in mirror was see a sexy 19 or 20 years old woman. I looked like my twin sister, only darker skinned.

And although I had a lot of sex when I was a man, now I felt like a virgin again. Every man here looked at me with desire, and some openly grabbed me. Here it was not considered indecent to take liberties with a servant - she's not a human being at all. I saw how free boys took slave women almost every evening for a couple of minutes, pulling them by the arm into the courtyard, but I've been lucky until today.

"Master... I-I have work.." I trembled under his touch, as if I wasn't just a month ago the silver medalist of the men's boxing championship. He leaned in and kissed me tenderly on the lips, at which my knees weakened, I almost lost balance and started falling, and Freyer grabbed me tightly, squeezing his lips and pushing his tongue into my mouth, kissing me greedily and passionately.

"Master Freyer!" said a messenger entering the courtyard, causing master Freyder to immediately stop. He quckly slapped my cheek and smiled with satisfaction "That's enough for now." then left me standing where I was, I swallowed the saliva from my mouth, which now had the taste of the wine Freyer had eaten earlier and felt myself blush, knowing for sure how excited my pussy and my nipples became from the caresses of my master and his touches.