Slave Girl 2: Chapter 62 (Patreon)

With Rosa on my arm we reenter our home and make our way right past the kitchen to the triclinium or formal dining room.  There I discover the miracles that Rosa and Cassie had worked this day.  I had previously cleared out the majority of broken amphora and splintered furniture but those two had taken what remained and cleaned it up so the room actually looked livable.  The mosaic floor had been scrubbed, the painted walls cleaned, the musty smells of spoiled wine had been eradicated, some of the remaining usable furniture had been gathered here, and with the window unboarded and opened to provide light from the North end and a couple of flickering lamps lighting up the South end the lively and risque figures that covered the walls could now be seen in all of their bacchanal glory.

“Oh my!”  I exclaim as the full pornographic nature of the orgy scene hits.

“Your uncle certainly had interesting taste.”  Giggles Rosa.  I assume the frescoes must have been described to her by Cassie.

And speaking of Cassie, she stands in the center of the room between the three reclining couches and as she turns to face us I see the large platter of food and drink that had been laid out for our evening meal.  There was wine, cheese, freshly baked bread, fruits, oils, vegetables and a pair of herbed trout laid out in the center.  Two settings of forks, knives, and napkins were placed along with two goblets for wine.

Cassie looks at me, her large blue eyes lingering on mine for a few seconds, before shifting to Rosa.  She curtsies.

“All is ready as you requested Lady.”

“Thank you my dear.”  Rosa says.  “It smells divine.”

“I will be taking my leave now.”  She says.  “I…I hope you have a fine evening.  I will see you in the morning Lady.”

Rosa tilts her head toward me and waits a moment before replying.  My moment had come.  Along our walk up from the river I had wondered what I was going to say, now that it was actually here…the words come easily.

“Cassie.”

“Yes Master Quintus?”

“Just Quin, please.”  I say.  “Cassie, um…”  I look to Rosa and then back to her again.  “I was wondering if maybe you would like to grab another setting and perhaps…join us this evening?”

She holds back a smile but the relief that brightened her expression was as obvious as if she had.  “I would very much like that…Quin.”  Her voice had a tremor of emotion which she tried hard to keep steady.  At my side Rosa squeezes my arm.

“Um…actually.”  I say. “Wh-Why don’t you just…relax.  I’ll get your setting.”

“Oh!  Yes Quin.  That would be…wonderful.”

I lead my Lady forward and offer her arm to Cassie.  “Could you see my Lady seated?  I won’t be a moment.”

“Of course.”  She accepts Rosa on her arm and I turn to hurry toward the kitchen.

As I reach the door I hear Cassie whisper.  “Thank you Lady.  Oh thank you.”

“Do not thank me my dear.  The decision was his.”

I stride swiftly through the quiet house feeling clean, energized, and confident.  And with each step I found myself more and more at peace with the decision that I had just made.  I really did like Cassie.  She belonged here.  I did not know how far this would all go but I was eager to find out.  As I collect a glass and setting for our guest I wonder what my family would have thought of this strange home life that I was making for myself.  Grandpa would disapprove straight away, no doubt.  It wasn’t the proper life for a Roman peasant man.  Such living was for foreigners and the wealthy.  I felt the uncle that I had never met would have been proud to see his estate being used to hide this alternative lifestyle.  My Mom would worry.  She always worried about things she didn’t understand.  I chuckle as I think about my cousins.  They would be jealous.  So jealous.  They never would have believed that the big bumbling guy who was always so shy around girls would be trying for two, plus a goblin cutie on the side.  And my Dad…  My Dad.  I couldn’t say of course.  It had been so long and I was a child when I knew him.  But deep down I feel like…I feel like he would understand.  I think he would look at me like Cassie’s Dad did.  That he would trust in my heart and my judgment as long as they were inspired by love and honor.  But I could be wrong about all of it.  Right now that wasn’t my problem.  Right now I had a new family to attend to.

I reenter our dining hall to find Rosa already reclined on the center of the three couches and Cassie happily serving out.  To see another free citizen subservient to my elegant slave girl gave me a thrill that I could not explain.  To have another to recognize and appreciate my Lady’s dominance elevated her to even greater glory.  Moving to the table I lay out Cassie’s settings.  Our eyes meet for a moment causing us both to blush and smile.

“Boy.”  Rosa says, her voice sweet yet firm.

“Yes my Lady.”  I snap to attention and face her.

With a graceful wave of her hand she says.  “Here.”

“Yes my Lady.”  I hurry to Rosa’s side and stand where she indicated.

“Kneel Up.”

“Yes my Lady.”  I get down to stand on my knees, my body erect.  I bring my hands behind my back so that each hand gripped the opposite forearm.  I thrust my chest up and forward while also bowing my head just slightly to signal my submission.  I lock into well practiced position.  I keep my gaze straight ahead but from the corner of my eye I see Cassie watching me, enviously, and that wonderful exhilaration I had felt the few times I had been able to show off my submission to others fills me once more.  I could feel just by the buzz in the air that Rosa was very much enjoying displaying her ownership of me as well.

Rosa reaches to her side to stroke down my head and neck.  “Good boy.”  Hearing that the serving was complete Rosa waves her other hand to one of the other couches.  “Please.  Sit my dear.”

Cassie wrings her hands excitedly.  “I-I could kneel as well.  If it pleases your Lady.”

“Mmm.”  Rosa shakes her head.  “You are not mine, yet.”

The ‘yet’ brightens Cassie’s already shining demeanor.  She moves to the couch that abutted the foot of Rosa’s.

“This boy is mine.”  Rosa’s hand strokes lightly around my neck.  “His collar was taken from him, but he is mine just the same.  Mine completely.”  Ohhhh that feels nice!  “He has earned his place below me.”  I nearly pop right there from the pride swelling inside of me.

“I…have much to learn.”  Cassie whispers.

“In time.”  Rosa croons.  With a pat to my shoulder she says.  “Feed me.”

“Yes my Lady.”

In a controlled motion I exit my position and crawl forward.  I take my Lady’s plate from the table and turn around to face her.  With the plate held at chest level with my left hand I take a bit of cheese and swirl it in some oil with my right then take the morsel and raise it to my Lady’s waiting lips, careful not to drip.  She wraps her soft lips around my fingers, sucking them clean as she takes the cheese into her mouth.  She chews and makes a satisfied noise at the rich flavor.  With another wave of her hand she says.  “Please.  Eat my dear.  You are our valued guest.”

“Yes.  Of course.”  Cassie takes a piece of fruit and pops it into her mouth.  Rosa opens her lips and awaits her next mouthful.  As Cassie chews she watches me place another morsel into my Lady’s mouth.  “Um, when does he eat?”

Unhurriedly Rosa chews and swallows.  “When his Lady allows him.”

“Of course.”  She says.  “In my house the men always eat first.”

“Some men hunger for more than simply food and drink.”  Rosa strokes my hair then leans forward to kiss my forehead.

“I see.”

I watch my Lady intently, food at the ready for the slightest commanding gesture.  Not only were the appetites of my submissive soul being fed as Rosa described but this was also so much fun.

“So…”  Cassie starts.  “…so…he will do anything you say?”

“If I retain his trust, yes.”  My Lady says.  “He is a good boy.”

“He obeys you?”

“Yes.”

“So…you must have commanded him to make love to Collywaddle?”

Rosa smiles.  “You rush things my dear.”

“No!”  Cassie blushes.  “I mean…I…I never had a man feed me like that.  I wonder…how it feels.”

“Ohhh.  I see.”  Rosa says.

Cassie clears her throat and swallows nervously.  “Would he…do that…for me?”

“He would.”

“Oh.”

Rosa’s eyes narrow, blind yet seeing more keenly than my own.  “You are a girl.  A girl in search of a Lady.”  She says.  “But a man on his knees excites you?  Excites you in a different way.”

Cassie shakes her head and blushes furiously.  “Oh!  Oh no…”

“In these walls you can be honest.  Do not let shame be your chains.”

Cassie swallows again.  “It excites me Lady.”  She glances to me and quickly away again.  “Especially one so…strong.”

“To conquer a man in spirit who could so easily overpower you physically.”  She runs a hand across my shoulder.  “The power is intoxicating.”

“Yes.”  Whispers Cassie.

“And it must be wielded with care.”  Rosa then surprises me by taking the plate from my hands to place it in front of her on the reclining couch.  “If you hurt my boy I might never forgive you.”

“I won’t!”  Cassie says.  “I won’t Lady.”

With another elegant wave Rosa releases me from my current duty.  “Feed our guest, boy.  Make her feel welcome.”

I look from Rosa to the desirous blue eyes of Cassie then back to my Lady.  I bow my head and obey.  “Yes, my Lady.”

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