Slave Girl 2: Chapter 135 (Patreon)

Quick Note: Those waiting for the final chapter of 30 Days, it's taking a bit longer than expected. Now back to Slave Girl 2.

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Cassie’s tears do not last for long and only some of them were tears of regret. Tinged with the still fresh grief of being cut from her family there was a bittersweet joy in her weeping. Horatius had no responsibility nor expectation to provide his defiant offspring with such a generous gift but in doing so he was sending his errant daughter into the world with as good a chance as possible of finding a brighter future. It touched Cassie deeply that while her family might not understand her or approve of her actions they still very much loved her.

“Leave it to Dad to get the last word in.” She half laughs, half sniffles as she wipes the tears from her cheeks. “I can’t believe he did that.”

“I can.” I say warmly.

She sighs and leans heavily into Rosa for another hug. “Well that will certainly help us find our new home.”

“And more.” I say.

“Your family’s gift will not be taken for granted.” Rosa pats Cassie and kisses her head.

“We will spend it wisely.” I concur.

“Not too wisely I hope.” Cassie quips. “We’re allowed to have some fun too ya know.”

I chuckle. “Who am I to argue with you, Miss Cassie?”

Cassie takes a big breath and looks from Rosa to me and back again, then smiles. She had some regrets about how she was leaving her family and sadness as she knew that she would miss them, yet in her beautiful face there wasn’t a hint of remorse on her decision to join us. Her family had raised her well but this proud kestrel had fledged and outgrown her parent’s nest. Her wings ached to spread wide to feel the winds of her own adventure beneath them. Here with us Cassie was exactly where she wanted to be.

That money was a huge weight off of our shoulders. We all knew that we had many challenges ahead but finances, at least for a while, would not be one of them. With the worries of the past lifted, worries for the future set aside for the time being, responsibilities eased, and the time for mourning over the three of us at last could just relax and luxuriate in each other’s company. I had enjoyed my work, I enjoyed my training, I enjoyed the company of good men, but like Cassie, this was exactly where I most wished to be.

Cassie’s simple yet succulent stew is served with some flat bread, fruit, cheese and wine. Before breaking bread as a unified family for the very first time we take each other’s hands and spare a moment to bask in our togetherness.

“Gods bless this family.” Rosa says, which Cassie and both echo.

We eat Cassie’s spectacular stew, we drink our unpretentious yet delicious, we talk frivolities and trivialities, we laugh like fools in love and we bond in way that we’d been denied in all these long weeks. Not in the Emperor’s palace itself was a better supper had in all of this vast Empire. With our spirits flying high and the meal nearing its end the flutter of Cupid’s wings grew nearer. Our love had been forged but the lust we each carried inside had yet to consummated.

The glances between Cassie and I become ever more wanting, ever more yearning. But as much as we wanted to FUCK we remain on our best behavior. Tonight of all nights was the Lady’s to lead.

She surely heard the wanton tenor of our voices. Gods, she must have smelt our hormones on the air. But until her plate was finished Rosa leaves us waiting. With excruciating slowness she takes a dainty nibble here and a tiny nibble there and leaves us twisting.

“Master?” She asks in that pure voice of hers. “Would you care for a song tonight?”

“No, Rosa.” I say. “Not tonight.”

“Oh!” She turns Cassie’s way. “Mistress?”

“You are finest singer in the valley, Rosa.” Cassie compliments, making me wish I’d thought to do that. “But I think tonight I’d like the quiet.”

“Oh. You wish a quiet night?” Rosa sighs. “Very well.”

“Not too quiet!” Cassie hurries to add.

Rosa smiles a patient smile then dabs her sweet lips with a napkin. “Boy!” In an instant the Lady’s authority fills the room!

“Yes, my Lady!” I reply, loud and proud, as I snap to attention. Cassie’s smile is as wide as my own.

She turns on her stool to face away from us. Snapping her fingers she points in front of her, just to her left. “Bow!”

“Yes, my Lady!” Never have I moved more quickly than to enter that position. Despite my aches from battle, which I barely feel now, I kneel and bring my head low to the ground in enter a perfect Bow.

“Girl!”

“Yes, my Lady!”

“Bow!” Just as quickly Cassie is at my side bowing just as low.

Reaching down Rosa feels the tops of our heads. “Mmm. Very good, my pets.”

“Thank you, my Lady.” We say in unison. Out of the corners of our eyes we peek at each other and have to stifle a little laugh of pure happiness.

“My boy.” Rosa rustle my hair. “Are you in hale in mind and body?”

“My body hurts in places.” I answer truthfully, the only kind of answer my Lady wished to hear. “But I am well. My mind only wishes to serve my Lady.”

“Good boy.” She pats my head. “My girl. The same question.”

“My mind yearns for the escape of submission.” She answers. “My body has a fire inside of it that will not be doused, except by my Lady.”

“Good girl.” She pats Cassie’s dark hair. Trotting out one of her newer commands she sits back tall and says. “Worship!”

Neither submissive needs to be asked twice. We crawl closer, groveling and whimpering and singing our Lady’s praises. I kiss her feet and beg for but a sliver of her attention, though a boy like me was unworthy of such grace. Cassie mewls her adoration of the most high Lady and swears her eternal obedience. Working off of each other we support the other’s supplication while subtly trying to one up each other. The radiant demon Lady lets us snivel long enough for it to become something of a game between submissives.

“I offer my body.” Cassie says.

“You have my body and soul already.” I say between kisses of her cute toes. “I ask but touch from your perfect hand.”

“I ask but a breath across my cheek.”

“I beseech you, O Lady, for just a smell of your luscious hair.”

“A mere thought of this most unworthy girl would feed my dreams for a month.”

“My dreams are already captured.” I say, my voice high and meek. “I am your slave.”

Lording over us the most diminutive yet authoritative member of our family takes it all in. “Kneel.”

Cassie and I snap up into Kneel position, her getting there just a fraction of a second before me. We side eye each other and spare a little smirk at our playful competition.

Rosa holds out a pebble, a tesserae to be precise, in the palm of her hand. “Whooooo.” She lightly blows across it and as her breath reaches us so too does the subtle cooling magic of the stone. “Look at this.” She smiles, kindly and lovingly. “My boy. My girl. My beautiful ones.”

I try to hold back my smile to maintain a neutral Kneel, though I fail in the end. Not as bad as Cassie however as she had an ear to ear grin.

“Welp.” My Lady sighs. “I suppose there is no reason left to put this off.” With a happy twinkle in her eyes she says. “My girl. Go and fetch me the collars.”

“Collars!” I gasp, despite myself.

“Yes, my Lady.” Cassie bows and obeys.

As she rises and leaves the room I stare up at my Lady with joy overflowing in my submissive heart. I’d been collarless since that terrible officer stole it from me after my altercation in the town plaza. The time I’d actually worn it would be more appropriately counted in hours rather than days or weeks, yet since then it’s painful absence had weighed on me greatly.

“Oh Rosa.” I whisper, my voice cracking with emotion. “Ohhhh.”

Her face beaming she holds out her arms. “Come here, my boy.”

I crawl forward and lay my head on her lap and hug tight to her legs. “Thank youuuu!”

She cradles my head in her arms, wraps her tail around my back and gently strokes my hair. After the hardness of the last few days my Lady's soft embrace was everything to me.

“Did you think I would forget?” She croons softly. “You earned your collar, my love. You are my boy. I am your Lady. And that will never change.”

Eyes closed I smile and soak up her love. “Yes, my Lady.”