Beneath a New Year's Winter Moon In Ancient Rome

I can feel him pulsing inside of me, and then his finger enters my anus, and I suck in my breath...by the gods, I want more. He roars as I begin to explode from the inside out. I feel as though I am falling back to earth, at speeds that defy nature. I grip his shoulders with my fingers as it comes crashing down over me. I feel the coil loosen inside of me, and a warm flood gushed out into Lucius' lap.

I feel the tremor begin in my head and it worked its way down to my toes...one muscle group at a time. I had never felt anything so wonderful.

"I love you Lucius" I say, shocking both of us.
 
Our bodies quake as Katherina's release takes her onto the crest with mine. I have never known a woman so passionate, so eager...Perhaps, as a Roman of noble lineage, I should be shocked, but too many years in other lands has taught me that women should be able to enjoy their desires as much as men and be respected no less for that.

I hear her speaking, but cannot make out the words as I gently lower her back to the bed, let her legs slowly unfold, though I am still within her....then, it dawns on me what she has said to me.

My eyes widen, and for a moment, I am speechless. Is this naught but a young women's fancy, the backwash of emotion in the wake of plunging for the first time into passion's sea. I look into her eyes, and what I see there tells me itis not...and the question within them causes me to look into my soul.

I care for Katherina, yes, and find her desirable. I would protect her with my very life. I wish to see justice done for her. Her very presence brings me joy...but do I love her.

It is a painful realization that comes to me...I do not know, for I cannot for certain say what love is.
 
He thinks me a silly girl. I smile. I would not have said he words had I not meant them. It is ok though. I will be patient in my desire for his heart. I knew we had work to do, we had to find Ciama. I had to avenge my fathers death.
I sighed with the contentment of the moment, knowing it would be short lived.
 
Gently, I ease my way out of her, and lay down beside her. She comes to my arms, fitting close to me as if we were molded for one another. For the moment, I cannot speak, but let the feelings of this time wash over me, the mingled scents of our lovemaking tickling my nose, the warmth of Katherina seeping into me.

"Katherina," I murmmur, and pause, then begin again. "Katherina, this you have said, I must confess surprises me and pleases me. Perhaps we may discover more here than a moment's comfort, for you have given me a gift this night beyond measure. Yet, other matters also press upon us..."

I see the acknowledgement in her eyes. Ah, she is wise for one so young. I smile and something stirs within me that is of a very differnt sort than mere physical desire.

Yet, I cannot forget Ciama and once again, panic rises within me as I draw Katherina closer, hold her tight against me and stare into the night, waiting for the messenger I sent out earlier...
 
I awake, startled and disoriented. At first I believe I have had a terrible dream....a strange and horrible child's nightmare.

But then I realize that I am not lying on my comfortable couch, but on a pallet of straw on the floor. Sitting up, I feel the dull ache along my jaw and realize that I am not in my brother's house. That, in fact, my nightmare has been lived.

As I rise from the straw on the floor, I see that I am in a dark chamber, lighted with torches high on the walls. Water seeps down the windowless walls, and the dampness seeps through the thin gauze shift I had worn to bed. The chamber is small and unfurnished, with only one door. I shiver, not only from the dampness that pervades the room, but from fear. I look about and find a rough, dirty cloth which I wrap around my shoulders to stave off the dampness. Knowing before I even approach the door, I try to open it - only to discover it is locked.

"Who holds me here? Set me free, please, I beg of you. My brother will pay handsomely for my return, if it money that you want, only, please, set me free," I cry into the door.

I hear no response, and feel utterly alone. I realize that I must be strong, that I am a daughter of Rome, that Lucius would not want me to falter. Yet, I cannot control the tears flowing from my eyes, or the sobs that rack my body.

Suddenly, a slot from the bottom of the door slams open, and a dish of food is slid across the floor. I run to the opening to plead for release, but the slot is slammed shut before I can reach it. I look at the food that was pushed through the door, but it is unrecognizable. Besides, I have no appetite.

I go back to the straw and sit huddled, looking around for some chance of escape. The chamber is small, but the walls of stone are high. There is only one door, and the stone floor is slippery with dampness. I can only sit and pray to the gods that somehow, someway Lucius will find me and I may be freed.

Suddenly, the door opens with a crash, and I catch my breath as a huge and ugly man enters the chamber. I recoil as he takes my arm roughly and starts to lead me towards the door. As I struggle, he stops and raises his fist. I stop my struggle and allow myself to be lead from my prison.

I quickly lose my sense of direction as I am lead through many hallways, and am finally deposited into a room that appears to look like a study of some sort. My breath catches in my throat as I look across at a man that appears to be as big as a mountain. He is dark and sinister looking, exuding evil from his very being. His eyes size me up, and with a wave of his arm, the brute who lead me here rips away the cloth I had used to cover myself. The thin gauze shift is virtually transparent, and I know that my body must be perfectly displayed for this man. My hair is streaming around my shoulders and down my back as a river of black. The huge man across from me smiles as his eyes rake my body. I had glimpsed the selling of slaves once when I was very young, and now I know the humiliation of being in such a condition. I started to hang my head, but visions of Lucius' proud bearing came to mind, and despite my near nakedness, I stood proudly with my head held high. This seemed to amuse the man.

"So, you are the sister of Lucius Julius," he drawled. "It is said that you are quite beautiful, but descriptions are lost when compared to reality."

"Yes, I am Ciama, sister of Lucius Julius. And my brother will pay you for my ransom."

"Oh, but it is not money that I wish to obtain. No, there is a much bigger price than money that I will require from Lucius - and not necessarily for the return of his sister."

Fear clutched my heart, and at that moment I know not how much longer my courage could hold out.

"You see, my name is Arik, a man your brother is well aquainted with, and you will be as well, I suspect."

As he approached me, fear filled my eyes, and I turned to flee. However, I ran right into the brute who had brought me here, and he spun me around, facing Arik, with my arms held firmly behind my back.

"Now, then, I think I shall take a drink of the beauty that stands before me."

I flinched as his hand reached up and grabbed the neck of my shift. I closed my eyes at the sound of the gauze tearing, and shivered at the feel of my body standing naked before this monster. As his arms encircled my waist, and he brought his lips down to mine, I shut my mind off to anything other than Lucius and the hope and belief that he would somehow manage to rescue me.
 
I wake before dawn. Katherina is still asleep, a gentle smile on her face. I reach down to brush aside a loose strand of hair. i would linger here with her, but there are duties that call to me...Ciama calls to me.

Donning my robe, I go to the bath to prepare for the day. I have given Omos orders to hear my clients for me, and to have certain ones wait for me after the others had gone.

Cleansed, I walk into the atrium. Omos meets me there. At my questioning look, he only shakes his head mournfully. I nod and go to where certain of my clients wait.

Trominus and Cletus are brothers...their family was a client of my fathers, and so I inherited them so to speak. They are both well over 6 foot, heavily muscled as befits carters.

Arminus, on the other hand, is their physical opposite. Small, quick, sly...he has ties into a world where i would not be welcome. I give them my instructions and a liberal purse. Trominus and Cletus are to spend the day at the Forum, with their ears open. Arminus, I need give but minimal dircetions.

They leave. I have breakfast prepared and am informed that Katherina is up. I go to meet her in the dining room.
 
Hi! Chele convinced me to be the bad guy Arik. I will try to be as eloquent as ya'll are. Excuse me if I am not as good as you all. Also I will not be able to update something on time. If you feel you need to continue without me feel free to "kill Arik" and move on..

IC: I am standing in front of the prized trophy and I cannot believe my luck. With one swoop I can get back at my arch enemy Lucius and also taste this beauty I have heard so much about! I am seeing no reason to hold back though I know Lucius is going to make me pay for this. While I fear his reprisal, my mind is clouded with this beauty in front of me. I see her fully rounded breasts..heaving up and down. I sense the pride and also the fear in them. The nipples are not erect .. at least not yet I think and smile to myself.

I roam my eyes all around her body and rest my eyes on her thighs of which I can see through the thin fabric... i strain myself to view what is hiding between those luscious thighs. I sneer and walk around her. SHe flinches at the thought of being examined like this. Not sure what went through her head, but i see her buttocks tighten offering me an erotic glimpse of her nakedness under the fabric. I smack my lips and slowly feel my penis under the fabric. I must have this woman and I must have her again and again. I am going to taste every part of her body, especially her most treasured part ..between her thighs.

I walk up to her from behind and she flinches in anticipation of my touch. But I do not touch her immediately. I bend down to her neck..her long bare and erotic neck and breath heavily on her. I dont care how she felt about my body and my appearance. SHe turns and moves to another side of the room. I walk up to her and this time hold her firmly from behind, by wrapping one of my strong arms around her supple waist. With my other hand i grab one of her lovely breasts. Oh, the touch it fires me up and I thrust myself onto her back...fully aware that my organ - which is fully aroused now - is thrusting into her buttocks. She is struggling, but she is no match to my strength and I am easily holding her in place while I am squeezinf her nipples, which despite her resitance seem to harden.

I sigh with anticipation of licking them, when she suddenly broke free.
 
Ciama

The feel of Arik's hands on my body repulses me. I frantically attempt to locate an escape....some way to break lose from the certain destiny Arik has planned. As he rubs his hands along my body, I must fight off the feelings of arousal to once again know a man's hands on my body.

But when I see Arik leaning forward to take my breasts in his mouth, I see an opportunity of escape...and take it!

Dodging, I quickly slip from Arik's grip. The guard who brought me here has moved to another room, and quickly I dash into the hallway, and into another room. Snatching a piece of cloth from one of the furnishings, I cover my body while searching for a place to hide. I will never find my way through the maze of corridors - not in my panicked mind - so I must find a place to hide until my wits return. Also, I know tha Arik will not want to let some one like escape his grasp.

Quickly I move towards the far wall, and pull the draperies back. Knowing my brother's house was built with some passages hiden from view, I hoped I was in a place of similar build. My fingers happen on a misshapen stone and I press against it. With very little noise, a hidden wall swings open to reveal a room of dark.

"Just until Arik goes on to search a new location", I thought.

Quickly I walk in the tiny cubicle, and close the door behnd. And then I begin the long task of waiting. Who will find me? Arik? Lucius? Or will I manage to find another avenue of escape?
 
CHARACTER UP FOR GRABS OR WHATEVER...I am removing myself from this story at this point...feel free to play here as you will, take up the character, whatever.
 
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