Otto26
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Castor dropped his sandals in the atrium, too tired to even hand them to one of the staff, and trudged through the garden and up to his room. Eloriel and Aaja were waiting for him and he instructed them to prepare a bath. Eloriel, with her healthy feet, went down to the kitchen to fetch hot water while Aaja undressed him. He noted her detached mood and wondered if it was a reaction to his removal of Democritus. As they bathed him he pondered the afternoon session of the council and the future of Char'on. The Shah was a good man, for a wonder, and genuinely worked to improve the lot of his subjects. But he was blind to the shortcomings of the current economic system.
The large slave estates were no longer fed a constant stream of labor from military conquests, so slavers had begun preying upon their fellow citizens and the yeomanry were slowly being reduced to a class of bond-laborers or slaves. Many slavers, not content with the slaves they could purchase abroad, had begun to raid into other nations. Worse, the relatively high price that slaves now brought meant that slavers had become well armed and organized bands. If it was necessary to put them down by force, it would take a major campaign to do so.
But that same wealth bought the slavers representation in the council and brought their message to the ear of the Shah. How could that august personage hear about the destabilization that was occuring around the borders of Char'on with the incessant whispering of the people causing it drowning out the message? In truth, slavery was a relic. A horse or oxen could do more work and the yeoman run farms could produce twice as much food per acre as the great slave farms. But the slave farms had greater purchasing power and could price the yeomen out of the market.... Grrrr.
He broke of his thoughts and looked at Aaja, lost in her own thoughts. She noticed him looking at her and giggled. He found the sound both pleasing and erotic. He cupped her face tenderly for a moment and then relaxed into the caress of their hands.
When they were finished bathing Eloriel, unbidden, took on the heavy tasks of cleaning up the bath and returned from the kitchen with food for Castor. He sent her back down to get food for herself and Aaja and they ate quietly together. After, the two women removed their jewelry and, clad only in their collars, climbed into bed. Castor took a few minutes to examine their marks and Aaja's feet. He noted that the marks, treated with Aaja's salve, were healing far faster than her feet.
"Tomorrow, Aaja, clean your feet and apply your salve. It seems to work far better than the medicine Physician Ahkbar applied," he said.
He pulled Eloriel on top of him, running his hands up and down her body, navigating by feel and by the little squeals she made when he did something pleasurable. When she began to kiss him excitedly he slowly entered her and then pushed her upright, ordering her to touch herself. She smiled nervously and began to tentatively touch her breasts. He encouraged her with smiles and gentle suggestions until she was rocking back and forth on him and moaning loudly. Aaja, strangely, simply cuddled next to Castor. He had expected her to take the opportunity to play with Eloriel and knew that he would have to determine what pre-occupied her if her mood lasted into the morning. His orgasm swept away such reasoned thoughts, however, and he held the trembling Eloriel tightly to him and whispered his approval into her ear as Aaja put her arms around them both and they drifted off to sleep.
The large slave estates were no longer fed a constant stream of labor from military conquests, so slavers had begun preying upon their fellow citizens and the yeomanry were slowly being reduced to a class of bond-laborers or slaves. Many slavers, not content with the slaves they could purchase abroad, had begun to raid into other nations. Worse, the relatively high price that slaves now brought meant that slavers had become well armed and organized bands. If it was necessary to put them down by force, it would take a major campaign to do so.
But that same wealth bought the slavers representation in the council and brought their message to the ear of the Shah. How could that august personage hear about the destabilization that was occuring around the borders of Char'on with the incessant whispering of the people causing it drowning out the message? In truth, slavery was a relic. A horse or oxen could do more work and the yeoman run farms could produce twice as much food per acre as the great slave farms. But the slave farms had greater purchasing power and could price the yeomen out of the market.... Grrrr.
He broke of his thoughts and looked at Aaja, lost in her own thoughts. She noticed him looking at her and giggled. He found the sound both pleasing and erotic. He cupped her face tenderly for a moment and then relaxed into the caress of their hands.
When they were finished bathing Eloriel, unbidden, took on the heavy tasks of cleaning up the bath and returned from the kitchen with food for Castor. He sent her back down to get food for herself and Aaja and they ate quietly together. After, the two women removed their jewelry and, clad only in their collars, climbed into bed. Castor took a few minutes to examine their marks and Aaja's feet. He noted that the marks, treated with Aaja's salve, were healing far faster than her feet.
"Tomorrow, Aaja, clean your feet and apply your salve. It seems to work far better than the medicine Physician Ahkbar applied," he said.
He pulled Eloriel on top of him, running his hands up and down her body, navigating by feel and by the little squeals she made when he did something pleasurable. When she began to kiss him excitedly he slowly entered her and then pushed her upright, ordering her to touch herself. She smiled nervously and began to tentatively touch her breasts. He encouraged her with smiles and gentle suggestions until she was rocking back and forth on him and moaning loudly. Aaja, strangely, simply cuddled next to Castor. He had expected her to take the opportunity to play with Eloriel and knew that he would have to determine what pre-occupied her if her mood lasted into the morning. His orgasm swept away such reasoned thoughts, however, and he held the trembling Eloriel tightly to him and whispered his approval into her ear as Aaja put her arms around them both and they drifted off to sleep.
