"No!" you yell furiously, kicking the older boy in the groin and dashing away from him, narrowly avoiding molestation.
"Why you worthless little-?" Pontus spat, rage quickly filling him at being denied.
"You're not touching me you filthy pervert, nor are you touching anymore of these poor boys," you say, your anger creating bravery that you weren't sure how to back up. All you could do was run before Pontus fully recovered. As you ran past him you saw he had dropped his punishing rod. With nimble reflexes that even surprised you, you snatched it up and dodged a punch from Pontus, while simultaneously striking Pontus with the rod.
You dashed from the stables to the punishing stations, intending to free the boy in the rack and in the pit. Almost immediately you were confronted by a slave master; a cruel, large man missing an eye and carrying a very well used whip. "Where do you think you're going little brat?" he asked, readying the whip.
"I'm going to rescue as many of these boys as possible," you reply. You're going to be bold, even if you are currently nude. Before you can react the whip cracks across your shoulder, sending you to the ground in pain. 'I'm not giving up,' you think, summoning your strength and getting to your feet as the slave master approaches.
He looks surprised at your recovery and you swing the punishing rod at him, only for him to wrench it from your grasp and break it in two. Now weaponless you begin to wonder if you'll survive this, but at this point you didn't care. 'Stay strong young Puerulus,' you hear a voice in your head say.
The whip was pulled back to strike and in a flash you felt a sudden surge of power through you. Your arms filled up a little with muscle, in fact you could see your whole body gain some toning and musculature, though you remained eleven. Then your body was covered over by a blue tunic with the wrap restored to your privates and ornate silver armour appearing on your head, shoulders, chest, forearms and lower legs. Finally a silver sword, shimmering with a blue light, appeared in your hands and a blue cloak appeared draping down your back.
You stood up and with tremendously enhanced reflexes you grabbed the whip just before it would have struck you and wrenched the weapon from the slave master's grip. Then you rushed forwards and smashed him across the face with new, incredibly enhanced strength. He collapsed to the ground where you held him at sword point. "Get out of here," you said, "If I see you do anything to alert the guards, I'll kill you." With your new armour and eagle-like helmet you strike an elegant, but terrifying figure.
The slave master took off, terrified at the change in his victim. Meanwhile you set about freeing the other boys.