CAESAR'S REWARD

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With Aemilia's agreement with his proposal in principle at least, Quinn used his ability with numbers and worked out approximately how much it would cost to have every bedroom brought up to an acceptable standard, he had seen on his walks around the villa that the servants' living and sleeping quarters were little better than those he had as a gladiator.

"I have decided, it will cost a little more than I hoped but it needs to be done, if there are any cuts that need to be made. then they will be made to my quarters except for a new down-filled mattress. I have been wondering, secluded as this spot is, would sounds of passion carry to the main villa and attract an audience?"

Quinn's eyes twinkled as he caught Aemilia with his large hands around her slim waist, and he lifted her to sit in the fork of a nearby tree.

"I feel we should check whether this area is suitable and will not attract voyeurs with sounds of passion, please open your legs my little beauty and feel free to scream or shout, the louder the better."

It so happened that Aemilia's legs were at just the right height for Quinn to help push Aemilia's knees apart and provide a pathway for him to kiss between her pale white thighs and lap at her moist entrance, He brought his right hand up and laid it across her mound with her silky red bush as a cushion, his thumb grazed gently over her little pink nub that was slowly awakening beneath its hood, To encourage it further he pursed his lips and vibrated them making a buzzing sound. Aemilia reacted just the way he hoped she would.

 

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He seemed to have come to a decision, and his next words confirmed her suspicions. She was sure that rest of the staff would be pleased. She knew that she herself would appreciate the improvement for after having slept on a stone bed with skins and straw-stuffed mattresses or having shared the comfort of Quinn’s bed with a real bedframe and a mattress stuffed with softer fibers, she slept so much better on Quinn’s bed. Of course, that was when Quinn allowed her the rest. She had to admit that her Master was quite a sexual individual. Perhaps he was making up for his time as a gladiator when he probably had less of a chance for such pleasures.

"I have decided, it will cost a little more than I hoped but it needs to be done, if there are any cuts that need to be made. then they will be made to my quarters except for a new down-filled mattress. I have been wondering, secluded as this spot is would sounds of passion carry to the main villa and attract an audience?"

She could see where the possibility of being overheard in the midst of passion could be d uncomfortable to someone. But it would seem that he had his own idea of an experiment.

With no effort at all, Quinn wrapped his huge hands around her waist and picked her up, seating her in the fork of the tree that they had been sitting under only minutes earlier. She was high up enough that she really could not just hop down. And, it would seem, this placed her at the right height so that her sex, still hidden beneath her toga, was almost level with his head.

"I feel we should check whether this area is suitable and will not attract voyeurs with sounds of passion, please open your legs my little beauty and feel free to scream or shout, the louder the better."

His hands took hold of the hem of her garment and slid it up until he had revealed that which he sought. While she held onto the tree’s branches around her, he placed his hands on her knees, parting them to reveal her sex. Already she could feel her body preparing for him, all wet and aching for her lover.

He sniffed the heady fragrance of her desire as she felt his lips kiss that most intimate part of her. His tongue began lapping at her wet slit while his hand caressed her mound, tickling the flame red hair. His thumb slowly stroked her clit, making tight circles and exciting her body.

Her legs began to quiver and probably would have closed but Quinn was wedged in that space so that probably all he could see was her sex. And then his tongue was probing into her, slurping out the nectar that she was producing. His thumb continued and, gripping tightly to the tree she leaned back while his lips vibrated against her sex. Suddenly she wrapped her legs around Quinn’s head, her head thrown back as her mouth gave a cry. She could not control her hips as they rode his mouth.

One of the tree limbs snapped in her hand but the other limb held firm.

 

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It only took a minute or so of lapping at Aemilia's heady sweet nectar before first, her thighs then her legs began to quiver and then thresh about pushing her hot sex against his lips, not long after that his head was clamped between her milky white thighs as she went rigid, a momentous orgasm sweeping through her body. Even though his head was clamped he could still hear her long keening wail as she gave in to his eager tongue,

"EEEEEEHAAAAAAGHHHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

On and on it went, sounding like a wounded animal.

He managed to free his head from the tenacious grip of her shapely thighs and looked up to see her head thrown back and her fiery red hair tossing from side to side like a flaming torch, her mouth was open in a passionate cry for more in the throes of the numerous orgasms shooting through her body. It took several minutes before she calmed enough for him to speak rationally. He grinned at her and said,

"I didn't mean for you to take me quite so literally my love, I would not doubt anyone who said you could be heard at the Emperor's palace. You have though given me a dilemma, you are at your peak and need to be fucked properly, it is too far to go to my quarters so let me up beside you and we'll do what the birds do to produce their chicks.

By the time Quinn had managed to scramble up to Aemilia, she was laying on her back ready for him and he crawled up the branch and over her nude body, he only stopped when his manhood found the wet entrance to her sex.

"It might be prudent if you didn't make so much noise this time Aemilia."

Quinn slid his thick rod into Aemilia's eagerly waiting sex and was just about to press home when they heard someone calling out.

"Who's there? I know you're there, show yourself."

Quinn whispered to Aemilia, "Stay still, it's Gaius, if he sees us it will become common knowledge within a few minutes, we will have to wait him out."

 

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"I didn't mean for you to take me quite so literally my love, I would not doubt anyone who said you could be heard at the Emperor's palace. You have though given me a dilemma, you are at your peak and need to be fucked properly, it is too far to go to my quarters so let me up beside you and we'll do what the birds do to produce their chicks.”

She was panting, her body still aquiver from what he had done. She almost missed what he was saying until she noticed Quinn slipping off his toga. She could see his manhood bobbing straight out from his body and looking eager to find a nice warm, wet place to invade. And she had just the place that was aching for him to fill.

For someone as large as he was, Quinn was surprisingly agile as he climbed the tree until he was above her, looking down at her with a grin. He stopped just short of plunging his member into her needy depths, cautioning her, "It might be prudent if you didn't make so much noise this time Aemilia."

It felt incredible as his sword fit snugly into her sheath, and she softly gasped when a voice called out from the other side of the garden.

"Who's there? I know you're there, show yourself."

She bit her lip. Perhaps she had been a bit loud but after all, Quinn had told her to. Quinn had the look of a little boy having been caught doing something that he shouldn’t. He whispered softly to her.

"Stay still, it's Gaius, if he sees us it will become common knowledge within a few minutes, we will have to wait him out.”

Here they were, both lay totally naked, in the top of a tree in the garden, with Quinn’s manhood deep inside her sex. They both lay perfectly still as they heard Gaius moving around in other sections of the garden, calling out and looking around. Luckily they were in a very secluded area and up a tree though if Gaius were to find their clothes on the ground he could easily see them in the trees. And though it was Quinn’s villa and he could have sex wherever he wished to, they would really both be very embarrassed to have been caught.

She used the muscles in her sex to squeeze his manhood. Quinn quickly turned his head, looking at her a bit surprised. She raised an eyebrow and smiled slyly up at him, as if to say that there really wasn’t much he could do about things for the moment.

“Gaius, what are you doing out here?”

Aemilia’s eyes widened in surprise. She recognized that voice. It was Julie.

“I know that I heard someone out here. They sounded as if in pain.” It took all of her willpower not to snicker or laugh out loud. She kept up squeezing him at irregular intervals, just to keep him on his toes.

“I did not hear anything. Forget that and come with me. Decima is in the culina and she just told me that she and Jovian are to have a binding tomorrow. Imagine that! A Binding. Is that not wonderful?”

“What is so wonderful about a binding? Especially when one can get what one wants without going to all that trouble.” They could hear the sound of kissing with bits of silence between. After a minute or two, they could hear the sound of the two wandering off.

For a moment they continued to stay still, waiting to see if the two returned. But all stayed quiet. Looking up at Quinn, Aemilia said, “What now, Master?”

 

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Their position was precarious, to say the least, stranded in the branches of an apple tree unable to move in case of discovery by the gossip monger of the villa, to make matters worse or rather more difficult to stay still, Aemilia's sex channel had a firm grip on his manhood and kept flexing her internal walls to provide exquisite friction that made it so difficult to resist pushing deeper, Aemilia was no help whatsoever, she merely smiled slyly at him as if she was enjoying every moment of his exquisite torture.

Then it seemed that salvation was at hand, Quinn recognized Julie's exasperated voice

“Gaius, what are you doing out here?”

“I know that I heard someone out here. They sounded as if in pain.”

Quinn was looking at Aemilia's face and saw her struggle to suppress a giggle, he smiled wryly to himself, someone in pain? Surely they could tell the difference between pain and cries of passion?

“I did not hear anything. Forget that and come with me. Decima is in the culina and she just told me that she and Jovian are to have a binding tomorrow. Imagine that! A Binding. Is that not wonderful?”

“What is so wonderful about a binding? Especially when one can get what one wants without going to all that trouble.”

The voices faded as the two slaves moved off together but not quite out of earshot, they heard the unmistakable sounds of a courting couple, not going so far as undressing but Quinn was sure that Gaius's hands were busy in places they shouldn't be.

"What now, Master?”

Aemilia's question broke into his thoughts and for a moment he had no answer, then he remembered what they were doing in the tree in the first place.

"Stay where you are I am just going to check that they have gone,"

With agility belying his size Quinn swung down to the ground and prowled around a little before returning and peering up to where Aemilia was perched.

"Jump down to me my love I will catch you,"

He stood looking up to her, feet apart, arms wide and his manhood hard and erect looking forward to finishing what he had so nearly started before they were disturbed.

"Jump Aemilia, jump, trust me, have I ever let you down?"

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"Stay where you are I am just going to check that they have gone,"

She watched as he hopped down and proceeded to walk around his garden, completely naked, his manhood bobbing ahead of him as if it were pointing the way. He was comfortable in his own skin. And despite having been a bit lax in keeping himself physically fit, he still had a well-endowed physique. He stealthily disappeared from view and she held her breath, straining to listen for sounds of talking. Reappearing, he grinned up at her as he crossed to the hidden tree where she was perched.

"Jump down to me my love I will catch you. Jump Aemilia, jump, trust me, have I ever let you down.”

He stood there with his arms outstretched and offering her a safe haven. And yet between his arms she could see his member, hard and straining and aching to release his seed deep within her. And she looked forward to it.

She carefully stood, teetering for a moment before jumping into his arms. He easily caught her, pressing her body next to his as she threw her arms around him and wrapped her legs around his body. She kissed him greedily, feeling safe in his arms. His tongue found hers and they tangled for a moment, the heat of the moment overtaking them.

When they finally broke apart, she could feel his member pressing against her body, as if wanting to press onward.

“Should we dress and head for your room before someone discovers us, or are you eager to press onward now?” She loved the feeling of his hands on her body. She wondered if he would have them get dressed and head back to his room so they could continue. Or would he just press her against the villa wall and take her now like he probably wanted to.

 

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Quinn stood naked at the foot of the tree beckoning Aemilia to jump, not just jump, it would be straight into his arms and with her being naked as well he was quite aware of what this would lead to. He looked up again and she stood unsteadily on the branch that they had been lying on, then she jumped, flying through the air and into his arms, His strong arms caught her easily although even if he hadn't she had spread her legs as she jumped and they were now wrapped tightly around his waist, his member was thick, hard, and erect trapped, between their bodies. His body, hard and muscular, Aemilia's, soft, warm and welcoming. Aemilia's arms went around his neck and pulled his head down so their lips met, their tongues danced briefly with each other before the kiss broke and Aemilia displayed her need as she asked him,

“Should we dress and head for your room before someone discovers us, or are you eager to press onward now?”

Quinn said nothing, to him, action spoke far louder than words and showed intent, all he had to do was lift Aemilia's round, pale, white rear a few inches and lower her down so he could impale her on his sword or put the stopper in the bottle. He made the necessary adjustments and he had his love sitting in his spade-like hands as he pumped his hips and walked her over to be against the wall of the villa.

It was only a few steps but with each step he could hear the squelching wet sound of her juicy sex being invaded and stretched by his manhood and felt the trickle of her cream running between his splayed fingers that held her in place.

"Can you do us both a favour you little wildcat, and keep the noise down when I fill you.?

Quinn murmured with a chuckle and poked his wet tongue in her ear.

 

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No words came from him. Instead, his hands that held her buttocks merely lifted her up a bit, enough so that it allowed his sword to align with her sheath that was wet and ready, allowing it to easily slide into her. She gave a soft sigh as he stretched her and filled her sex.

As he walked his manhood naturally pumped in and out of her, making wet noises. Then suddenly she felt that cool, smooth stone of the villa wall against her back and she smiled.

"Can you do us both a favour you little wildcat, and keep the noise down when I fill you.?

She heard him chuckle as he spoke low in her ear. And then he stuck his tongue in her ear and she gave a soft laugh and scrunched her nose at the weird feeling of his tongue in her ear.

She in turn, whispered in his ear. “Yes, my Master and Lover.”

With those words he began to make love to her, leaning in to her and sliding his manhood in and out of her sex. He made love with such enthusiasm that she was not sure that it was because of them having almost been caught by others or just because he could not resist her. She suspected that it was the first reason instead of the second reason but she could always be wrong.

The more that he fucked her, the harder and faster he went, making soft grunting noises. She loved how his member pounded into her, showing his ownership of her body, his manhood showing Mastery of her womb. As if to say, if you’re not pregnant by now, then you will be by the time that I’m through with you.

She held on as he chased his demons, his body pressing her repeatedly against the wall as she gripped him. In time to his thrusts, her breast bounced out the beat in which he pounded into her hot, wet depths. Her mouth dropped open, looking as if she were gasping for air. And maybe she was. But her Master had over and over again brought her body to the point where her toes would actually curl in ecstasy. And this was one of those moments. He had wanted her so much that he was willing to risk being caught by others just for the chance to fuck her.

Suddenly, she bit her lip and stifled the cry that tried to rise up within her. She gripped his shoulders as his fingers gripped her buttocks, helping them to hang on to each other. Her hips began to buck, and she felt her sex clamping down hard on the manhood that it held. Its rhythmic ripples ran along its length, trying to milk it for all it was worth.

 

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Aemilia responded to his long slick sliding thrusts into her, hot soaking depths just as he knew she would, thrusting back at him, their bodies slapping wetly against each other, her mouth hung open as she gasped for breath as he pounded her sex. He lifted her up an inch or two then dropped her so his thick pole slid deeper inside her, grunting softly each time even though it took no effort to lift her small petite frame. One hand left her buttocks and he slid two fingers into her sex alongside the shaft of his manhood, when his fingers were covered with her sweet juices he pressed them to her lips and into her mouth for her to taste herself.


This proved to be the climactic moment; as soon as she had sucked his fingers and they had returned to cradling her curvy globes. he saw Aemilia bite her lip and try to, unsuccessfully, stifle the cry of pleasure that emitted from her throat. Her whole body tensed then she shuddered uncontrollably, her hips bucked and her internal muscles clamped his thrusting sword, rippling along the whole length of his mighty organ, It felt to Quinn as though his seed was being sucked out of him as Aemilia massaged his manhood with her hot, wet, slippery sex and once his cream began to flow there was no stopping her cervix being blasted with his seed. So much so that the thought flashed through his mind, could this be the time that he fertilised an egg inside her or was she already pregnant? He thought not as Aemilia had said nothing to him.

When Quinn's emissions were no more than the occasional milky droplet he helped Aemilia dismount and slither down his body to stand on the cool grass, still ensconced in his arms, he held her head to his broad chest and stroked her long fiery hair,

"One day we WILL make love in the apple tree, I promise you." he chuckled, "If not we'll have to improvise,"

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"You will arrange for Quinn and myself to spend some time together while you are away?"

Naomi fixed Caesar with a withering glare showing all of her authority as a princess. In a very short time, she had learnt that the easiest way to control Caesar and bend him to her will was to give hIm what he desired in the bedroom, if he didn't do what he was told then he didn't get what he wanted.

"My dear Princess Aloomo, I cannot order a free man to do my bidding without food reason especially when it involves ordering him to fuck my favourite servus sexus."

"Why can't you command him, you are Caesar, the Emporer, just like am Aloomo, a Princess, I command you.,,,,,"

Naomi snuggled up to Caesar and let her hand creep up underneath his toga, her nails scratched lightly on the inside of his upper thigh, she fluttered her eyelashes and whispered seductively.

"Especially at night when I become Naomi, I have a special treat for you tonight."

"Well since you put it like that I could make it seem more like a request than a command."

"Just make sure he understands, You will be gone for nine weeks or is it nine months? Whichever it is I cannot go that long with being fucked and Quinn is very good I believe."

 

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When finally Aemilia could catch her breath, she felt his member slip from her sex. Her knees actually felt weak and she was thanking the gods that he held her up, pressing her body against his. The grass was cool between her toes and he stroked her hair, his voice deep yet still soft, as if aware that they did not want to be caught.

"One day we WILL make love in the apple tree, I promise you. If not we'll have to improvise.”

She gave a laugh, light and quiet, before she ran her hand over his chest and lightly brushed the hairs there. “Master, let me help you dress so that you can go congratulate Decima and Jovian. At least before someone comes looking for us.”

With that she pulled away and found his toga. For the next minute or so she quickly and efficiently dressed him, giving his manhood a quick cleaning using her mouth to remove any residue that might tell the others exactly what he had been doing. Once he was once more looking like the Master, she told him, “You can go ahead and find the others. I will quickly go to my room and clean up quickly and then come find everybody to get the good news.”

With one last kiss, Quinn turned and left the garden while she quickly slipped on her garment. Quietly leaving the garden, she hurried along the empty halls until she reached her room. She removed her clothes and used a rag to clean the skin between her legs. It would not do to walk in and smell heavily of sex or have some of his seed running down her leg to stain her tunic. She wet the rag in the bowl of water and cleaned away the stickiness.

For a moment she stood there, naked. She placed a hand on her abdomen, stretching her fingers to feel. Could it be possible that she already carried his child? She thought that perhaps it was not quite as flat as it had been. What if his seed had taken root that first time that they made love after the end of her flow. Her heart beat a bit faster at the thought of that.

She paused. Or was that wishful thinking? She really needed to grab a bowl and some barley seeds from the culina and see if she was with child.

She reached for her personal scent and quickly applied it. She was getting low on it but thank Venus that the lanistas had taught her how to blend her scent, and where to go in the marketplace to buy the exotic spices to make it.

Once she had made herself presentable, she ran a comb through her hair and checked herself in her brass mirror before she headed out to find everyone.

It was easy. All she had to do was follow the sounds of laughter. Everyone was in the triclinium, with Quinn holding court and congratulating both Decima and Jovian. Since they were slaves, they would not be spouses but the slaves were calling them “couple”. Jovian looked suitably proud and overwhelmed. And Decima was excited and nervous. She would talk to the woman tomorrow and try to prepare her as to what to expect when she coupled. And she thought that Quinn would probably speak with Jovian tomorrow either before or after he had gone to his school.

“Have you heard the news? Decima and Jovian are having a Binding tomorrow evening. Is that not wonderful?” Julie seemed almost more excited that Decima.

“Decima! I’m so happy for you!” Smiling, she crossed and hugged the young woman and she could feel that Decima was shaking a bit. Whispering in her ear as she hugged her, Aemilia said, “Do not worry. We will talk tomorrow.”

For a while everyone talked and laughed, and Julie approached Quinn to respectfully ask if she would be allowed to prepare a small dinner tomorrow evening for the newly bound couple and perhaps the rest of the household. While they all talked, Aemilia excused herself to go to relieve herself.

Quickly slipping into the culina, she grabbed a small bowl and put a small handful of barley seeds into it. Slipping back out again, she could still hear all the activity in the triclinium and Quinn’s booming voice, with everyone laughing. She hurried along to her room, pulling the curtain closed behind her. In a corner of the room she placed the bowl with the barley in it on the floor. Lifting her garment up, she squatted over it and carefully peed over the barley. If she carried Quinn’s child, within 3 days the seeds would sprout. And it would mean that she had gotten pregnant on that first night after her flow stopped. The Lanistas had taught the servus sexus that this was wisdom learned from the Egyptian women that had been made slaves.

Once the seeds were wet, she covered the bowl with a rag and made sure that the bowl was well out of sight before she headed back to the triclinium.

 

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With the par of them sated and their breathing and heartbeats returned to somewhere near normal, they stood entwined in each other's arms, their naked bodies warm against each other and the occasional stolen kiss. Aemilia's hand pressed against his broad chest and she said softly,

"Master, let me help you dress so that you can go congratulate Decima and Jovian. At least before someone comes looking for us.”

Aemilia pulled away and found his toga. Then she quickly dressed him, making sure she gave his manhood a quick cleaning, using her mouth to remove any telltale residue. Once he was once more looking like the Master, she told him,

“You can go ahead and find the others. I will quickly go to my room and clean up quickly and then come find everybody to get the good news.”

Quinn had noticed that recently Aemilia had lost a lot of her shyness and spoke her mind more than she did when she first arrived, he welcomed it because he was less likely to not know if anything was bothering her, he remarked on what she had just said, laughing as he spoke,

"If you carry on the way you are you will soon be the mistress here, you are giving me orders, about where to go, one day you might even tell me that you wish to share my bed and expect me to agree."

They went their separate ways and Quinn found the triclinium abuzz with smiling servants and at the centre stood Jovian and Decima. Quinn had no wish to take all the attention off the happy couple and when Aemilia had joined them he called for a toast.

"Once these two are bonded we must be on our toes for I suspect that we shall be hearing the patter of tiny Decian feet and I mean that with a name meaning ten it will be more of a stampede, here's to Decima and Jovian."

It was shortly afterwards that Quin extricated himself from a small group of slaves who had thanked him for allowing the binding. With no one to talk to, he looked around for Aemilia but could see her nowhere

 

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Aemilia decided to keep any questions that she might have as to whether she carried Quinn’s child to herself. If she told him of her suspicions, then he might be disappointed should she not be. If the test was negative, then she would throw away the barley and just test about once a week until she got a positive result.

She walked down the hall, hearing the chatter of the slaves as she approached the triclinium and when she entered, she could see different ones in various groups. All were excitedly talking back and forth between each other. A quick glance around the room failed to show her Quinn and she asked the nearest slave, which happened to be Faye, if she knew where the Master had gone to.

“I do not know. He was here only a moment…oh, who is that?”

Aemilia followed the direction to where the water bearer was looking. In the doorway to the triclinium stood a very official-looking man. From his dress and manner, Aemilia suspected that the man was sent from Caesar. She felt a shiver run up her spine.

Gaius stepped forward and spoke. “What is it that you seek?”

“Where is your Master?”

“He stepped away for only a moment.”

“Then find him. Emperor Caesar requests his presence immediately.”

“We will search him out.”

Gaius stayed with the messenger while the rest of the slaves left to search for the Master, including Aemilia. She turned and headed for Quinn private chambers. Standing outside the curtain, she called out. “Master, are you inside?” She started to reach out to pull open the curtain. She had no time to do so before a hand reached out and grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her into the room. She was suddenly in his arms, his lips on hers and her body crushed in his arms.

When he broke the kiss, he looked down at her, grinning. She looked up into Quinn’s handsome face and she caught her breath. He started to kiss her again, but she stopped him.

“No, Master. There is a messenger waiting to take you to the palace. The Emperor requires your presence immediately.”

Quinn stopped, and a grim look passed over his face.

“Master, What could he want?”

Suddenly there was a knock outside the room and she heard Julie calling out.

“Master Quinn, are you inside?”

“I found him, Julie. I have told him and he is on his way.”

Aemilia suddenly felt sick to her stomach. She thought that Caesar was leaving any day to lead a campaign North. Surely he was not taking Quinn with him.

 

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Quinn stood watching all the activity with a flagon of wine in his hand feeling very good about his life, where he was among people in the same situation that he was in just a short time ago, now he was their master but he reminded himself that was in name only, he felt at one with them all. He spied Jovian amid the throng and called him over,

“Well, Jovian, today is the day when you become a man and Decima becomes a woman, What I want to talk to you about is how that transformation takes place, am I correct in thinking that you have done nothing more than put your hand up a girls skirt?”

Jovian blushed and nodded, “Just the once my Lord, she did not object, it wasn’t Decima either, I swear it.”

“Relax Jovian, I neither want to know nor care whose cunt you fingered but I would keep that information to yourself. Now to practicalities and sound advice, When you prepare for bed you must undress her yourself and ask her to do the same for you, When you see your love in all her naked glory, drink in her beauty, remember every detail, every curve, every valley, every shadow, that moment comes only once, no matter how long you are together, remember it, treasure it. Next, you must tell her that she is beautiful, I am sure you will agree with me that she is beautiful and don’t forget to tell her that you love her. With the preliminaries over, hold her, kiss her, caress her, smell her, there is nothing like the smell of a woman in love, and when you are finally ready, be gentle with her, if she says she is in pain, stop, reassure her then continue, after a short while her pain will go and mother nature will take over and tell you what to do. That’s it, I hope it was helpful.”

Jovian grinned he had worked out most of what Quinn had told him but he was grateful that the master had taken the time to offer his advice.

“Thank you, my lord, incidentally, the girl was a street vendor who had no change for some oranges I bought.”

Quinn laughed and cuffed Jovian playfully around the head.

“RASCAL, was it deliberate? No, don’t answer that, but for your cheek, you can find Aemilia and tell her she is needed in my quarters immediately.”

Quinn didn’t say so, but talking about seeing your love naked for the first time had left him with an itch that he needed Aemilia to scratch.

It seemed like no time at all that Aemilia was knocking and asking if he was there, he didn't bother replying just grabbing Aemilia's wrist and pulling her into his room and into his arms where he began kissing her almost
frenziedly, he broke the series of kisses and grinned down into her beautiful face, his own expression leaving no doubt of his intentions.

He was halted in his intentions when Aemilia stopped him for the first time ever,

" No, Master. There is a messenger waiting to take you to the palace. The Emperor requires your presence immediately.”

Quinn stopped, and a grim look passed over his face.

“Master, What could he want?”

"I have no idea but this is one time Caesar will have to wait, I'll tell his messenger myself so there is no misunderstanding, I have two slaves entering into a binding agreement, for that to be legally binding they need their master to witness their vows and give his permission, I will attend the Emperor when my duties here are complete."

 

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"I have no idea but this is one time Caesar will have to wait, I'll tell his messenger myself so there is no misunderstanding, I have two slaves entering into a binding agreement, for that to be legally binding they need their master to witness their vows and give his permission, I will attend the Emperor when my duties here are complete

And with that Quinn left to go speak with the messenger from the Palace. Aemilia took the time to slip away and find Decima. The woman was sitting in a corner of the culina just staring. Julie looked up at her when she walked in and shook her head at Aemilia.

“Can you do something with her. All she does is just sit there.”

Aemilia nodded and crossed to where the young woman sat.

“Decima, can you come help me with something?”

Somewhat dazed, the woman nodded and stood up, silently following Aemilua back to her room. Once in Aemilia’s room, the poor thing stood there, not quite sure what to do.

“Sit down, Decima. Let’s have a talk.” Decima sat on the bed, a bit confused. “I’m sure that you are a bit apprehensive about what will happen.”

“So many women have said so many things and it all sounds so awful and scary and painful.”

“Forget everything that you have been told. I will be honest with you. I will tell you the good and the bad. And trust me, there is more good than bad. And there will always be bad. But there should always be good.

“The good is Jovian. He is a good man, kind and thoughtful and caring. I’m not even talking about his talent. But you can depend upon him. So remember that. You love him and he loves you. Remember that. Any pain can heal with time. Remember that.”

“But what should I expect? What if he doesn’t like what he sees?”

“Decima! Of course he will Love what he sees. He will love who he sees. He will probably undress you and you should do the same and undress him. It will seem strange to have someone want to touch your breast, to kiss them and suck them and love them. But it is what happens between a man and a woman. Jovian will want to do so. And trust me, it feels wonderful and exciting and lovely. And he may ask you to touch his manhood. Do so. You will want to give him pleasure just as he will want to give you pleasure. He may want to touch your sex. Or even kiss it. Our bodies give pleasure to each other. If you wish, even kiss his manhood. Get to know each other’s bodies.”

“But everyone tell me that it hurts and you bleed a lot!” Decima looked scared.

“Decima! Have you ever accidentally smashed your finger? Or dropped something on your toe? Or pricked your finger with a needle? Yes, as a virgin your maidenhood is still there and the first time that you have sex it will be a bit painful. And yes, it may bleed a bit. But certainly no more than half of one day on your flow, if even that much. And some women only have a drop or two of blood. Yes, it will feel a bit uncomfortable when he first presses his manhood into your sex. But if you relax and let your body do what nature intended it to do, you will soon look forward to making love with him. And after a bit, it may feel as if you are going to wet yourself. But if you let it happen, soon you will find your body feeling as if it is flying. It is a natural thing and actually feels quite wonderful.”

Decima seemed relieved by Aemilia’s words.

“Who told you all of the scary things?”

“Selina,” she answered.

“Well, anything is painful if you only focus on the negative side of things. But anything worthwhile is worth a bit of pain or discomfort if the end result is wonderful. And being loved by someone who you love is wonderful. And as long as you are both happy with it, then it cannot be all bad.”

“I’m so happy that he agreed to the Binding. And that the Master agreed to it.”

“And the Master has a surprise for you and Jovian, and a surprise for the rest of the slaves. I’m sure that he will announce it at the ceremony.”

“But Emperor Caesar has sent for him! It won’t happen to…”

“The Master has gone to explain that he has something that he must take care of first. He promised you and Jovian that he would be there to give his permission and he will. And he will announce his special gift to you and Jovian. He is very much for this. Now, go dress in your best clothes and stop worrying. From tonight on, you and Jovian will be bound together.”

“But my best outfit looks exactly like this one. Except it is clean.”

“Then put it on and come into the triclinium where we will all be waiting for you and the ceremony.” Aemilia hugged Decima and kissed her cheek. “And don’t pay any attention to Selina and her gossip. You will be just fine.”

Decima left and headed towards her personal room. In a way Aemilia was envious of the woman. Aemilia could never be open about her love for Quinn. He was free, and she was not.

She glanced over in the direction of where the bowl with the barley was. It was still covered and she longed to look and see if it was sprouting. But it was too soon for anything to happen. She said a prayer to the goddess Venus that she was carrying his child.

Turning, she headed to the triclinium where everyone was gathering. Standing between Faye and Julie, almost everyone was there. Since this was a Binding, there would not be an official to conduct the ceremony. It would rest upon Quinn to handle it all. Across the room stood Selina with her daughter Helena standing beside her. The poor girl looked excited but Selina would occasionally whisper something to the young girl. Gaius stood to one side of Jovian, who looked a bit nervous himself.

It was fortuitous when Decima entered the room at the same time as Quinn, though they entered from different doors. The entire room fell silent.

 

[cumnchat]

After speaking to the Emperor's messenger and making sure he had the message correct and would not mistakenly tell Caesar that he refused to come, which would have led to some form of punishment, Quinn entered the triclinium where everyone had gathered, Fortuitously, Decima arrived at the same time through a different archway, the room fell silent as Decima stood side by side with Jovian,


Quinn looked at the two young slaves standing before him and as they glanced at each other he could see the love in their eyes and began.

You, Jovian, came to me recently to ask if you could have a binding with Decima, is that correct? "

"Yes, MIGHTY QUINN." Jovian spoke clearly and confidently,

"You, Decima, do you wish to have a binding with Jovian,?"

"OOHH, YES PLEASE SIR, MY LORD, MIGHTY QUINN."

Decima's voice was no more than a squeak as nerves overtook her and she wrung her hands together, her knees began to buckle but Jovian caught her around the waist and held her upright. Quinn saw no point in making this any longer than it need be so he said,

"With both parties having consented in front I, Mighty Quinn, their master and owner, I declare that Jovian and Decima are bound as one. Jovian, if Decima cannot walk for now it would be appropriate if you carried her, just follow me I have a surprise for you both,"

Jovian picked Decima up in his arms and she held on to him with her arms around his neck. With Decima cradled in his arms Jovian followed Quinn into the orchard wondering what sort of a surprise it would be, a small statue of Venus perhaps or maybe Cupid?

"Almost there, now both of you close your eyes I will guide you."

A few yards further on and he stopped and said "You may open your eyes now, this is your home for the next seven days, although I will require you to work during the day, what you do at night is your own business."



Jovian's jaw dropped at the extravagance of the surprise, he struggled to find words but Quinn patted him on the shoulder,

"Enjoy it you should have comfort when discovering what your partner likes and what you like,"

Quinn knew he could delay no longer so he said to Julie ,"Tell Aemilia I will be as quick as I can, she is to wait in my quarters we have some unfinished business.

 

[Opensesame54321]

The ceremony for the bonding was very moving. Aemilia could tell that Decima was somewhat nervous, with Jovian having to hold her up to keep her from collapsing into a heap on the floor. But once the binding ceremony was completed, everyone cheered as Quinn had Jovian pick up his new partner and led them away. The slaves were wondering where they were going and Aemilia explained how the Master had set up a tent in the garden for the couple. Gaius nodded and explained that for the next 7 days everyone should avoid the garden to give Jovian and Decima some privacy.

Now that the ceremony was over, the slaves went back to their jobs. Aemelia headed down towards her room and closed the curtain to give herself some privacy. She knew that it was really too soon to peek into the bowl to see if any of the barley had sprouted. But she could not help being curious.

Carefully picking up the bowl from its hiding spot, she lifted up the rag draped across the opening and peered in. Nothing had changed. There was still barley, and it was slightly damp, but it was not sprouting yet. However, to tell the truth, it was still too early to get the full results.

Carefully, she covered it back up with the rag, and put it back in its hiding spot. She should have a better answer by tomorrow.

She sit down on her bed, the events of the afternoon playing through her mind. Anyway, she was very envious of Decima. The woman had wanted something, and held out for it until she got what she wanted. Now, any children that she should bear would be recognized in the slave world as belonging to her and Jovian. That would not be the same for Aemelia. In a way, she wanted to be pregnant, to bear Quinn children, many children . But in a way she didn’t want to be pregnant because at any time any of those children could be taken away and sold. It did not matter that the father was a freeman, for they would still be considered slaves, and Quinn could sell them at any time to anyone. Now she was beginning to understand why her mother would have periods of melancholy. For a moment, Aemilia’s thoughts turned to her brothers. Where were they? Were they safe? Were they healthy? Were they loved? Or were they beaten? Those thoughts periodically ran through her mind.

Her mind was miles away, worried about her younger brothers, and she did not hear the insistent knocking at her doorway.

“Aemilia! Are you in there?” It took the servus sexus a minute to comprehend that it was Julie outside her door.

“I am sorry, Julie. Yes, I’m here.” she pulled open the curtain and found the cook standing there. “Did you need something?”

“No, but I have a message for you from the Master. He said that he would be as quick as he could be and then he would return. He wants you to wait for him in his quarters as you two have some unfinished business.”

The woman raised an eyebrow and a slight smile crossed Julie’s lips. It took all of Aemilia’s willpower not to break out in laughter. She was sure that everyone in the household was aware of just what that unfinished business was.

“Thank you Julie. I appreciate you giving me the message.”

Julie left and Aemilia spend some time making certain that she looked the way that she knew Quinn would want her to look before heading down the hall to his chambers. Everyone was avoiding the garden so as to give Jovian and Decima their privacy.

Entering his room, she crossed and stretched out on his bed to wait. She lost track of time and soon drifted off to sleep, her body a study of sexual relaxation.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn was curious as to why Caesar had summonsed him to speak personally to him. Hence, with some trepidation, he was shown into Caesar's private quarters rather than the triclinium where Caesa usually met his guests. He was even more surprised to find Naomi also there stroking Caesar's manhood underneath his toga. Caesar had a relaxed smile on his face most likely due to the relief he was receiving from Naomi's talented fingers.. Naomi, herself, was completely naked, her dusky brown breasts swaying with the motion of her arm, She greeted Quinn with a radiant smile her white teeth flashing in contrast against her dark coffee-coloured lips.


"AH Quinn, glad to see you obey a summons from your emperor, eventually, but we'll let it go this time, I have a task for you while I am away up North, it is a task that any man in Rome would give his right arm for but as you have been requested I am giving the task to you."

Quinn's eyes narrowed suspiciously,

"Who requested me and what is the task My Lord Emperor?"

It was Naomi who replied, Unable to keep the triumphant note out of her voice,

"It was me who requested you, and the task is, while the Emperor is away you look after my needs and service me regularly, I need a cock of your quality and quantity regularly. In short, when I want you I will send for you and you will come to the palace and fuck me."

"No, no that is not possible I have too much work to do, I am tired at the end of the day so I could not do you justice, Naomi."

In an instant, Naomi's eyes flashed and she retorted,

"I am not the whore that you were forced to fuck, I am only her when My Lord Emperor wants my body, at other times I am known as Princess Atoomo and expect to be treated as such, so don't think for one moment that I am not worthy of you."

"I apologize if I offended you, I did not know, but I still cannot carry out the task, my heart belongs to another, I have sworn to forsake all others."

"Even if your Emperor orders you to?" Naomi asked slyly.

"I must obey the Emperor."

"Caesar, order Quinn to fuck me now before he leaves."

Caesar shrugged his shoulders, if he didn't do as she said he wouldn't be fucking her before he went to war,

"Quinn, you'd best fuck her before you leave."

 

[Opensesame54321]

The opulence completely stunned the pair. In fact, they were really not sure of exactly when the Master left them alone and it took a few seconds before Jovian was finally aware that he was still holding Decima and that perhaps she could now stand on her own two feet.

“Did you know that the Master was going to do this?” Decima wandered around staring at her surroundings. She would reach out a tentative hand, her fingers touching the various fibers. There were silks and brocades from the far east, with soft pillows and bright vivid colors. This kind of luxury was unheard of for a slave.

“No! I had no idea. He just talked to me about…” Jovian suddenly stopped and blushed lightly.

“What? What did he talk to you about?”

“Uh…. Well, uh, you know.”

“Know what?”

“You know.”

“Ohhhhh. Yeah. Aemilia talked to me about it.”

They both were quiet for a bit. Finally Jovian took charge.

“You know, he really didn’t have to talk to me about it. Because I would always be respectful of you. And I’m not saying that I know all about it.”

“It?”

“Sex. Making love.”

“Oh.”

“But I do know this. Decima, I love you.” Jovian smiled and reached a hand out to brush a stray wisp of hair from her face. The face that looked up at him made him so happy and he leaned in to gently kiss her lips.

“Everyone has said that for a woman, the first time that we make love can hurt a bit. If it hurts, then just let me know and I will stop, and after a minute I will then continue. How does that sound?”

Decima nodded as she smiled. “I was told the same thing. But Jovian, I trust you. I would never demand a binding with someone that I did not love and trust. A binding is forever. Even though we should be separated, I am still joined to you and you to me.”

The kiss this time was mutual. It started out tender and slow, but the longer that they kissed, the more that they both began to feel the passion that they had been feeling before the Binding. As if on cue, Jovian began to undress Decima with all of the reverence of unwrapping a precious gift.

 

[cumnchat]

In order to reinforce Caesar's order Naomi removed her hand from under Caesar's toga and sinuously slid off her cushion and walked over to Quinn shaking her shoulders and her voluptuous breasts in a teasing dance on her chest and then she straddled Quinn's knees, sliding her slit along the tops of his thighs pushing up the hem of his toga revealing his semi-erect manhood. her breasts were pushed into his face as she put her hands behind his head and pulled his face in between her soft, smooth breasts,

"Now tell me you don't want to fuck me," she cooed, licking his lips with her long, wet, pink tongue.

Quinn tried, he really tried to ignore the growing need between his legs where Naomi's sliding movements were arousing his manhood.

"Come now, you are The Mighty Quinn, Caesar has ordered you to fuck me, I want you to fuck me, hard if you please, and most of all you want to fuck me. So what is stopping you? Is it that vow you made to that redheaded slave? Remember she is just a slave so if you decide to fuck someone else it is nothing to do with her, we could always do a swap while Caesar is away, Caesar could take her with him to see to his needs, while I remain here with you on call."

"NO, YOU CANNOT DO THAT!" Quinn cried out in alarm, Caesar could decide to keep Aemilia and give him another servus sexus in her place, he only wanted Aemilia.

"Conditions are harsh on the road to war she would not survive, is it really worth it?"

Caesar looked as though he was considering the idea so Quinn called out,

"ALRIGHT, I'll accept the task on certain conditions, I will visit the princess every three or four days if she is needy in the days before I am due to call she will need to attend to those needs herself."

Naomi begrudgingly accepted those terms believing that she would be able to entice Quinn to call at least every other day.

"So it is settled now please give me what I want, a good hard fucking."

 

[Opensesame54321]

“I thought that you said that this plan would work,” Troilus said through gritted teeth as he fucked her hard. He had her legs thrown over his shoulders and he watched her breast bounce in time to his thrustings.

“It will,” Lucia said between thrusts. Her hands grasped the bedding around her. Troilus was such a disappointment as a lover. She found herself remembering the fucking that she got from Quinn. There really was no comparison.

Just remembering Quinn's mighty cock made her sex squeeze on the smaller cock, gripping it in anticipation of what was to come. Troilus smiled, mistakenly thinking that it was because of him. With one last grunt he came, his member throbbing deep within her.

Finally, exhausted, he collapsed on top of her, Lucia’s legs bent uncomfortably beneath him. She pushed against him.

“You idiot! Get off of me before you break my leg!” She pushed against him until he finally rolled off of her. He laid there, panting.

“Where is Diana?”

“The servus sexus kept throwing up. I could not stand the smell of vomit that seemed to roll off of her. Congratulations! You got another slave pregnant. You seem determined to single-handedly populate Rome’s slaves.”

“And how do you know that I have not planted my seed within your belly?”

Lucia lay beside him, her naked body already causing a stirring within his loins. She started smiling, which soon turned into laughter. She slowly rolled over, turning away from her partner in crime, still laughing as she pushed herself up to a sitting position. Troilus laid there staring at her, starting to get irritated at being the butt of her private joke.

“Care to let me know just what amuses you so much?” His tone of voice told Lucia that he was not enjoying this.

“Can you not guess?” Troilus looked at her, obviously without any idea as to what she was alluding to. “My dear Troilus, I am barren.” The light dawned in his eyes. “How do you think that I can fuck whomever I wish without getting with child.” She grew quiet for a moment. “It is precisely why my spouse left me. The bastard. So I came to Rome pretending to be a free woman, told everyone that my spouse was dead, and proceeded to fuck my way up the ranks of Roman society. I even have Quinn convinced that I have a magic elixir that would rid a woman of a child growing within her. Told him that it was how I managed to avoid getting pregnant. The fool believed me. Gave the stuff to his ‘beloved’.”

Troilus began to get angry. “You might have killed her.”

“But it did not kill her. That woman must be stronger than I gave her credit for. Apparently she was not with child and it just happened that her flow was starting.”

“How do you know all of this?”

“I have an informer inside Quinn’s villa. I understand that that little slave was in some discomfort though.”

“She should have been mine! I asked Caesar for her.”

“And she will soon be yours. And Quinn will be mine.” She paused, remembering the man and his mighty cock. She wanted it once more fucking her, and not the inadequate one that at this moment rested between Troilus’ open legs. “You have hired the men?”

“Credit me with some brains. Of course. I have men waiting outside the villa. The first time that she leaves alone, they will grab her at the right time and bring her here. If you are here, then you can head straight to him. If you are in your own villa, then I will send a messenger to you. She has to come out some time, if nothing more than to get air.”

Rolling off the bed, Lucia dipped a rag in the bedside bowl of water and wiped away any traces of Troilus’ seed.

“Have my slaves prepare my litter.”

“Did I wear you out?” He grinned at her, pleased with himself.

“Hardly.” She spoke wryly and the grin left his face. “I need to be clean and smelling sweet for him when word comes.” She looked around before remembering that her toga was in the other room. Turning she left to finish getting dressed.

Troilus got up, not bothering to get dressed before he wandered out through the villa and out into the courtyard, his manhood small and dangling between his legs. He stopped the first slave he saw.

“Tell my guest’s slaves to prepare her litter. She is returning to Roma.” The slave bowed and headed off to do his bidding. He had not shown any shock at seeing his master naked. If fact, nakedness was more the norm than not here. That was why Troilus’s wife never came here.

Turning, he headed in search of Lucia, finding her in his main sex room. She had already slipped on and belted her toga and had found her palla and was draping it over her head and around her shoulders. In the background he could hear Diana vomiting into a pot. Lucia wrinkled her nose at the smell.

“I would air out this room before you get your package.” Troilus glowered at the woman, but she could be right. Between now and when he obtained Aemilia, he would send Diana back to his wife and get the villa properly cleaned and aired out. Meanwhile he followed Lucia through the villa. Out front, her slaves waited beside her litter.

“I await your missive.” Then she climbed in and her slaves lifted the litter and headed off. Though he was still naked, none of his slaves appeared to be shocked.

Maybe he would fuck Diana once more before sending the servus sexus back to his villa in Roma. Let his wife deal with all of the vomit.

“DIANA!”

 

[cumnchat]

Naomi gleefully took hold of Quinn's semi-erect manhood and holding it firmly she led him into Caesar's bedroom and climbed on the bed on all fours and shook her perfectly round brown buttocks sensuously at him, She peered at him over her shoulder and told him with gleeful expectancy,

"We can start with you shafting my arse, Quinn, Caesar tries but he's not up to it whereas I believe you are,"

Quinn had no choice, he told himself he would make it as quick as possible and it would be for Aemilia's protection if he didn't do as Naomi wanted he could lose Aemilia for good, so he stood behind Naomi, kneeling at the edge of the bed and slid his thick rod into her tight brown hole.

He struck up a fast rhythm with Naomi pushing back onto him forcing him deep into her bowels, after a minute or so Naomi screamed at him,

"Don't you dare disappoint me, Quinn, I want you to skewer me with that beautiful cock not tickle me with it."

Quinn was doing his best but his heart wasn't it so his thrusts were weak jerks rather than the battering ram of manmeat that Naomi was demanding.

"If I could, you dusky whore, I would ram it right up into your fucking throat and choke you."

"FUCK, YESS, DO IT QUINN."

Quinn's threat excited Naomi and she lost control and climaxed, covering Quinn's manhood and testicles in her sweet sicky cream.

"I'm done for today, you can go back to your red-haired whore for now but I will be wanting you again, and again."

Pleased to have got away relatively liightly Quinn went straight to his room only to find Aemilia waiting for him, he remembered the promise they had made to each other, 'no more secrets'. He folded her in his arms holding her close to him,

"I know I said I would not be long but there have been developments, sit down and I will tell you but remember everything I do is to keep you safe.

 

[Opensesame54321]

Decima stood before him. It was really the first time that she had been naked since that time at the slave market. And then they had been quick to point out her flaws - how her breast were disappointingly small for what was desired by Roman society with her left one a bit larger than the right, and her hair was short at the time and a bit lackluster, and her feet were larger than they desired, and on and on until she wound up crying. And with her eyes red and her nose running, no one really wanted her then.

So to say that she was a bit apprehensive at Jovian seeing her as she really was was an understatement. She stood there, totally naked while Jovian looked her over from head to toe. As his eyes drifted back up to hers, he smiled. “Decima, I never knew that such beauty existed here on Earth. The goddess Venus must be envious of you.” Decima blushed as she spoke.

“You are not disappointed on how I look?”

“How could I be disappointed with perfection?” He smiled at her. He started to reach out a tentative hand, as if it touch her breast. “May I?”

“Of course.” Smiling, she took his hand and placed it over her breast. She felt a flutter in her stomach as his hand, warm skin against her breast, her nipple pressing into his palm. He carefully massaged it feeling his blood rush to his manhood in anticipation. Leaning over, he softly kissed the nipple and longed for more.

As if reading his mind, Decima laid a hand on top of his head. He stood upright and her hand followed down until her palm rested on his cheek. They kissed, and Jovian thought it the sweetest kiss ever.

As if by unspoken mutual consent, she began to undress him. Her hands lightly flitted about his person, carefully and lovingly revealing his body. Each new bit of skin invited her to run her hands slowly across it, sometimes feeling the hair that grew there.

As his manhood was revealed, she paused. This was not the first time that she had see a man’s member - even the Master had been nude before her when he had worried over Aemilia during the Emperor’s visit. But looking at Jovian’s manhood and comparing it to the Master’s, she was thankful that Jovian was more her size.

She looked up into her Love’s eyes and found him looking back at her. With a nod and a smile, he took her hand and placed it on his member. She was surprised at just how firm it was. The skin was still soft and warm like the rest of him, and she could even feel his heart beat in it.

Decima then took Jovian’s hand and placed it at the entrance to her sex, her heart thumping hard in her breast. She could feel the excitement and the passion between them as they leaned in to kiss, as if sealing their own ceremony, unspoken and yet just as serious as the one that they had just performed before the Master and all of their friends that had gathered.

As they broke the kiss, they in turn held hands as they headed into the inner room, laying down among the pillows and soft bedding, spending the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies and making love.


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Aemilia had no idea just how long she had been asleep, or even how long she had been waiting for Quinn. But suddenly he was waking her gently, and apologizing. She stood up and greeted him, a bit confused. A quick glance out the window told her that it was evening. He wrapped his arms around her and told her, "I know I said I would not be long but there have been developments, sit down and I will tell you but remember everything I do is to keep you safe.”

Her heart leapt up into her throat and she suddenly felt nauseous.

“Oh no! Don’t tell me that the Emperor is going to make you go with him on his campaign!” She had been worried that something like this would happen.

 

[cumnchat]

"I know I said I would not be long but there have been developments, sit down and I will tell you but remember everything I do is to keep you safe.”

The panic in Aemilia's eyes was clear as Quinn began to tell Aemili what had happened at Caesar's palace, he had only just begun to explain that everything he had done was to keep her safe but Aemilia's fears it seemed were not for herself but for Quinn.

"Oh no! Don’t tell me that the Emperor is going to make you go with him on his campaign!”

"No, it is not that but you aren't going to like it,,,,,,, we, are not going to like it, Naomi or Princess Atoomo, as she calls herself, has persuaded Caesar that she should take a lover of her choosing while he is away, that lover is me, I tried to talk my way out of it but then I was told that if I did not agree to service Naomi regularly it was possible that Caesar would agree to you and Naomi changing places. To seal the agreement Naomi insisted that I service her before I left. It wasn't unpleasant I admit, she is a beautiful woman but she is no more than a common whore, the language she uses would make even the most hardened whores blanch. Somehow she has convinced Caesar that she is of royal blood and should be treated as such, she is now the most powerful woman in the Roman Empire."

Quinn tightened his hold on Aemilia, feeling her warmth through the thin layers of their togas but he could not bring himself to demand or even seek relief from Aemilia so soon after leaving Naomi's bed. Instead, he settled for a dip in the bath with Aemilia.

"Please don't be angry with me I tried my best, I just need to wash away the stench of that dusky whore."

 

[Opensesame54321]

"No, it is not that but you aren't going to like it,,,,,,, we, are not going to like it, Naomi or Princess Atoomo, as she calls herself, has persuaded Caesar that she should take a lover of her choosing while he is away, that lover is me, I tried to talk my way out of it but then I was told that if I did not agree to service Naomi regularly it was possible that Caesar would agree to you and Naomi changing places. To seal the agreement Naomi insisted that I service her before I left. It wasn't unpleasant I admit, she is a beautiful woman but she is no more than a common whore, the language she uses would make even the most hardened whores blanch. Somehow she has convinced Caesar that she is of royal blood and should be treated as such, she is now the most powerful woman in the Roman Empire."

As Quinn spoke, she could feel herself torn between the emotions that she felt. First, she was relieved to know that Quinn would not be heading out with Caesar. She did not know what she would have done if he were to leave with Caesar for the nine months or so that he was expected to be gone.

And then, she heard that he was forced to have sex with Naomi. A princess! She doubted that greatly. When she had heard the woman mention such the first time that Naomi met the Emperor, she had mentally laughed. She remembered the first time that she had seen her. Naomi had been purchased at the slave market and been brought to the imperatoris sexus stabulis. She was filthy and many of the other servus sexus had wondered why she had been brought there. She smelled and acted as if she had never seen a bathhouse. And she talked of being poor and hungry. Aemilia suspected that she told whatever story she could get away with. Apparently she had fooled Caesar. And Quinn.

The thought of Quinn having sex with Naomi sickened her. Not against Quinn but against Caesar and Naomi. And the fact that they threatened to take her away from Quinn and trade her to Caesar…. Her stomach threatened to relieve its contents at the thought of that. Caesar was a brutal man.

Quinn gripped her tightly to him, as if afraid that she would leave him. She could smell the stench of Naomi on him - the personal scent that the lanistas had taught the “Princess” how to make. Each servus sexus was given their own unique personal scent and taught exactly what proportion of each oil, herb and spice was needed to prepare it. They were even escorted by the lanista to the marketplace so that they knew where to go and how much to purchase when it became time to make more.

But Naomi had used some oil, and it was now lingering on Quinn. What she wanted to do was to wash the scent off of him. And after he spoke, she knew that Quinn wanted the same thing.

"Please don't be angry with me I tried my best, I just need to wash away the stench of that dusky whore.”

She nodded and they quickly headed for the bathhouse. She thought that she might have heard the sounds of ecstasy as they skirted around the garden, wanting to give Jovian and Decima some privacy. Everyone in the household was doing the same. The young lovers deserved it.

As usual, the bathhouse was empty. It was mainly for the use of the Master and his guest. Such was the way in Roman society. Right now she was glad for that fact. Once they reached the area where there were benches and the oil and strigil were sitting, as well as a clean tunic for the Master, Aemilia began performing her job and undressed him. It was then that she could see where Naomi’s oil was on him - especially on him manhood.

Quickly removing her own clothes, she led him into the water and over to where she had him sit the first day that she began her service to him. For the next period of time she cleaned him diligently. If he felt that she had not cleaned an area enough, Quinn demanded that she scrub harder. Especially on his manhood. And she obliged him.

It was not until she had scrubbed and cleaned every bit of him, applied the oil and scraped it off with the strigil and dressed him in a clean tunic that she felt better. And she hoped that he would feel better too. Caesar was supposedly leaving tomorrow. Just what kind of hold did Naomi really have? Perhaps Quinn was regretting telling Caesar about the servus sexus that had been originally in Lucia’s possession.

She led Quinn back to his chambers and then left to obtain food for him. When she returned he was reclining on his bed, obviously still upset. Placing the food on the table beside the bed, she crossed to sit beside him.

“My Love, everything will work out.”

 

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Quinn and Aemilia held hands and took a circuitous route to the bathhouse so they did not disturb the two young lovers in their tent, it sounded as though the getting-to-know-you period was still in progress and they were having great fun on their voyage of discovery.

In the bathhouse, Aemilia undressed Quinn and then quickly undressed herself. Quinn struggled to resist the urge to make love to Aemilia that he always felt when he saw her naked, this time it was different, he had the stench of the whore, Naomi, on him, and he didn't want Aemilia to smell her on him as he made love to her. Hand in hand they entered the warm water and went to the spot where Aemilia had performed her first act as a servus sexus on his manhood with her soft sweet lips. Aemilia scrubbed hard where Naomi's scent lingered especially around his genitals, under and behind his testicles and under his foreskin, if Quinn felt that was not sufficient he bade her do it again and again until he was satisfied,

It felt strange as there was no giggling or banter between them as there usually was, this had a much more severe purpose than just refreshing. Once he felt clean again Aemilia oiled him and scraped the excess oil from his body with the strigil then she dressed him in a clean tunic and dressed herself. They went back to Quinn's quarters and Aemilia plumped up his pillows so he was comfortable then left to find some food for them both. When she returned Quinn was reclining on his bed, although feeling clean again he was angry with himself for allowing Naomi to arouse him the way she had.

Placing the food on a low table Aemilia sat beside him and spoke softly with no hint of recrimination, for which he was grateful,

"My Love, everything will work out.”

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"Mama, what are you looking for, Aemilia won't like you touching her private things,"

"Shush, Helena, it has to be here somewhere,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, AHA...............................................here it is!"
Selina held up the small vial of Aemilia's scent and tipped the contents over her chest letting the sweet-smelling liquid run down between her wrinkled sagging breasts then scooping up a tiny drop she lifted her skirt and jabbed her fingers into her bushy wrinkled sex.

"What are you doing Mama? That's stealing that is."

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it, she won't be here much longer then we'll soon have a new mistress and we'll both have better and easier jobs."

"But how do you know this ? Where is Aemilia going? Who is this new mistress?"

"You ask too many questions but let's just say Aemilia is going to run away and The Master will find another woman to warm his bed, don't say a word to anyone unless you want me to beat you."