Slave Girl 2: Chapter 63 (Patreon)

Keeping my head low I crawl from my Lady’s reclining couch over to Cassie’s.  I settle into a kneeling position in front of her.  Taking her plate as I had Rosa’s I hold it.  Looking up at my lovely neighbor I wait for my commands.

It seemed that Cassie was not very hungry however.  Not for food at least.  She blushes at first, her eyes shooting away from me time and again after just a few seconds of looking, but the longer I knelt there the braver she got.  Before long she is looking down at me directly, her gaze becoming ever more bold with each passing moment.  She looks over my face and chest and shoulders, lingering particularly long at the neck of my tunic as if hoping for a peak at my pecs.

Behind me my Lady casually consumes her meal.  “Not eating my dear?”

Cassie swallows hard.  “Would he…remove his tunic?”

Rosa giggles.  “No.  Not yet.  If you are a good girl I may allow it later.”

“Thank you Lady Rosa.”  Cassie swallows again and a heavy sigh escapes from her parted lips.  Reaching out her hand trembles.  “May I…touch your boy?”

“As a friend only.”

“Thank you Lady.”  Cassie lays her hand on my shoulder and a smile flits across her full luscious lips as her fingers grips the thick muscle.  “Oh my.”  After one more tour of my body her eyes find their way back to mine.  “Feed me.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Ma’am!?”  A pink flush rises in her cheeks.  “Ohhh my.”

I take a fat green olive and bring it to her mouth.  Grabbing my wrist she holds my hand still.  Her eyes delving deep into mine she wraps her lips around my finger and thumb and suck the the morsel from my grip just as my Lady had done earlier.  She holds me there far longer than necessary, sucking and licking the tips of my digits for every last vestige of oil, before letting them slip from her lips.  She releases me and watches me return to my ready position as she slowly chews the succulent olive.

“Lady?”  She says, her voice hushed.

“Yes my dear?”

“May I…feed your boy.”

“You may.”  She says.  “Trout is his favorite.”

“Thank you Lady Rosa.”

She looks down to the plate in my hand.  Peeling a chunk of moist pink meat from the crispy skin she whispers to me.  “Open your mouth Quin.”  I obey.  With a grin growing she slips the fish into my mouth.  She actually lets out a laugh as I close my lips around her fingers to pull the food from her and begin to chew.  She goes to touch my lips, but stops herself and pulls away.  After I have swallowed she says.  “A bean.”  I look to the plate and take one of the broad green fava beans and pick it up.  “Mm mm.”   She shakes her head, her eyes glimmering mischievously.  “I want that one Quin.”  I bow my head and return the bean to the plate.  Taking the one she indicated I offer it to her and once again she slowly plucks it from my fingers with her lips.  “Mmmmm.”  She hums contentedly as she chews, the taste she was savoring having nothing to do with the fava bean.  Watching me obey was ambrosia to the excited Cassie.  Her soul was feeding right now just as mine was.  “He obeys so well.”

“He is a good boy.”  Rosa replies.  “How are you doing good boy?”

I glance up to Cassie and smile.  “I am well my Lady.  Miss Cassie is a wonderful guest.”

“Good.”  She says.  “When we have had our fill you have permission to feed yourself.”

“Thank you my Lady.”

For the next few minutes Rosa and Cassie share some talk relating to their transformation of the main garden into one that would be both aesthetically pleasing but also provide food, though it is a terribly distracted conversation from Cassie’s end.  She simply could not take her eyes off of me.  Especially when I was obeying a direct request.  I got the sense that she was as attracted to my obedience to a woman just as much as she was my muscular physique.  Knowing it would please her I use one the pauses to pull my tunic as far down as I could, revealing just a bit more chest in the process.  She notices, her blue eyes widening as she catches sight of it.  Looking up into my eyes she holds my gaze in hers as she pulls the ample cleavage of her dress a little wider to reveal more of the soft, creamy skin within.  We share playful grins and carry on as we were.

Cassie tries her best continue talking but eventually the distraction proves too much for our sexually frustrated neighbor.  “Lady.  May I ask a…personal question?”

“You may.”  Rosa says.  “Though I do not guarantee I will answer it.”

“He obeys you…even in your bed?   Even as your lover?”

“Of course.”

“You are part Amazon.  You share that special…trait with those warrior women.”

“Yes my dear.”

“Quin is a man.”

Rosa laughs.  “That he is.  Very much so.”

“You’ll excuse my boldness Lady but…how…how do you lay with each other?  As lovers I mean.”

“How do we make love?”

The rosy blush had returned to Cassie’s cheeks and thin sheen of sweat gleamed at the verges of her rich chestnut brown hair.  “Yes Lady.”

“Would you like to tell her my boy?”

“Yes my Lady.”  I nod.  “The stories of Amazons that we have been told are only partly true.  My Lady can both impregnate and conceive.”

“Both?  She has a pussy!?”

I nod.

“My mother is my Amazon half.  My father the demon.”  Rosa says.  “The Empire perpetuates those stories of Amazons raiding for women as breeding stock to frighten the populace and make their soldiers fight harder to protect their females.”

“Oh.”  Says Cassie.  “Wow.”

“We make love as any Roman man and woman might.”  Rosa says.  “Though my lover satisfies my Amazon gift as well.  My boy is a generous lover.”

“Oh!”  Gasps Cassie.  “Oh gods.”  Not only was she blushing, I could see the nubs of prominent nipples poking through her dress.  “He…pleasures you…even there?”

“I satisfy my Lady in any way she wishes.”  I say.  “With my cock, my hands, my mouth, my ass or whatever part of me she desires, for whichever part of her she desires.  My body is hers to use as she will.  I am hers.  She is my Lady.”

“He is my boy.”

“M-Mouth…ass!”  Cassie brings a hand to her mouth, her legs press hard together, and she lets out a long, shuddering breath.  The poor girl was burning up in front of me.  “By Cupid’s arrow!”

“Does this bother you Cassie?”  Rosa asks.

“No!  Gods no.”  She huffs, fanning her dress.  “It is the most arousing thing I have ever heard.  To see a man…oh gods!”  Her burning eyes look at me again hungrier than ever.  “I would…I would very much like to witness that…someday.”

“You would?”

“Oh yes!  Ohhhh yes!”

Rosa stretches out.  “Mmm, I am so happy to hear you say that my dear.”

“Huh?”

“Boy.  Return to your Lady.”

“Yes my Lady.”  I set down Cassie’s plate and hurry to crawl back to my Mistress.

My Lady rewards me with a gentle pet down my neck.  “Do you trust her baby?”

I look back over my shoulder to look at Cassie who was looking back at us with huge, round eyes.  I did not know Cassie well but I recognized that lust that she was feeling well.  That gnawing desire and yearning curiosity to expand her simple country values and explore realms of pleasure that tradition denied to her.  The way she looked at me, silently begging me to show her the way, I could only answer one way.

“Yes my Lady.”  I answer.  “I trust her.”

“She might tattle on us.”

“She won’t.”

“I won’t!”  Cassie whispers breathlessly.  “I swear by Sancus I will never speak a word of what happens here.  I swear.  I swear it.”

Rosa giggles.  “She sounds serious.”

I smile.  “I think she is.”

“My slutty boy wishes to play?”

“Slutty boy!?”

“Yes my Lady.”  I say.  “She should know what she’s flirting with here.”

“Very well my boy.”  Rosa’s fingers play through my hair.  “Let’s give her a little taste of our paradise.”

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