Hello, my name is Marcus and I'm a twenty-year-old hetero male who has been enslaved for quite some time now. My partner and I were captured by our captors during one of their raids on our village. They took us back to their dungeon where we were put through various forms of torture in order to break us down mentally and physically. We were eventually sold off to different buyers, but my partner was lucky enough to be bought by someone who happened to be a fellow villager. They didn't have much use for me, so they kept me chained up and used me for their own pleasure.
One day while being used by one of the guards, I caught his eye and he decided that he wanted me as his own personal slave. He paid handsomely for my services and promised to take care of me. Since then, we have been together and he has shown me nothing but kindness and love. My partner is happy for us and understands that this is the life I must lead now.
I may be a slave, but my partner has given me purpose in this world. He takes good care of me and makes sure that I am well fed and comfortable. Sometimes he even lets me wear a gold metal collar and leash around my neck so that everyone knows who belongs to him. It's not much of a life, but it's the one I have chosen for myself.
Despite everything, I still have hope that someday we will be able to escape and return home. Until then, I will continue to serve my master faithfully and do whatever he asks of me.