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The next morning, I got up after the Master and Okona, had finished in the bathroom. I cleaned up and shaved, then joined the others for breakfast. I had put on my yellow slave diaper, and Okona really kidded me about the color. I pointed out, that the Master had bought it fore me, so he must have liked the color.

After breakfast, and helping to clean up the kitchen, I joined Ozrou, my slave boy friend. He remarked about my yellow diaper, said it showed I had a gay Master. Which ment I was a sex slave, being used by my Master. He then pointed out, that he too was used by his Master. Funny but this made me feel better, and I learned that most of my other slave boy friends, were used for sex.

I didn’t care about their sexual activities, they were still friends. I have come to realize, that I have become attached to my group of new friends. I really look forward to being with them, and enjoy my time with them. I will really miss them when I have to leave. I’m glad that the Master had decided to spend a whole month at the marina. I have really come to enjoy my time working with the slave boys. I really look foreword to being with them swimming, playing ball, and just exploring.

I have gotten use to being recognized as the Master’s slave, and being seen with only my slave diaper. I have no trouble going to the market, dressed that way, and being called slave boy. I have even gotten use to being seen naked by the boat owners. After swimming naked, I lay on the boat deck naked, where the owner can see me, as well as those passing by.

The Master has commented on my ability to be naked in front of everyone. Okona has told me, he has done everything he could, to see that I have been naked, or at least half naked. I know I’m going to miss this life, and my fellow slave boys, when I return to my life as a wrestler.

I spent the day, just enjoying myself. I helped the boys clean one of the boats. After we were through, we went swimming. After swimming we kicked a socker ball around, I then followed the boys to the market. We worked at cleaning up around the market, then received melons for our work. We took the melons to a shady area, and cracked them open.

I returned to the Master’s boat, and he wondered what had happened to me. I told him where I had been, and what I had been doing. Okona told me I should tell the Master where I was going, before I left. I was told it wasn’t safe to be out on my own, that slavers sometimes abduct slave boys. I hadn’t thought about that, but now I understood why the other slave boys were always looking around.

We had our evening meal, and I worked on the Master’s feet, and on Okona ‘s feet. Then we got ready for bed, and I fell a sleep.