To rise and fall in Rome

[KamaKamaSutra]

When he didn’t find the girl in the main room or in the bedroom he panicked for a moment, had she run? He ran to the door, looking for signs that she may have fled. No tracks. A shadow caught his attention, it rose off the shadow of the house and he smiled. She had gone up to the roof for air. Walking back inside he checked the supplies she had packed, they were very nicely stacked inside the bags, she hadn’t packed any of his clothes, so be prepared that while he waited for her. By the time he put his foot on the rung of the ladder he was already thinking; she must have been enjoying the sun since he hadn’t heard from her in a good while. Climbing into the sun, he felt the warm air on his skin and turning he found her resting in Nadu. She was beautiful with the redden skin on her breast and shoulders from the sun, her rosy nipples standing against the deep red of her chest.

“You will look amazing. I’ve just come back from the ma…Cassius. We are headed to Rome. We will be spending some time there and you need to go to the bathhouse. The women will give you clothes for the trip and help you get ready. We are leaving soon, so go now. I will take care of getting the rest of the supplies ready.”

He returned to the ladder, resting his feet on the rungs with his head above the roof still. Taking one last long look at her, her curves, her legs, her breast, her lips… Now that he was free, somehow she looked different to him. Or perhaps it was simply euphoria. Smiling as he climbed back down into his bedroom, he left to gather some rations for the trip. He saw her shadow rising as he walked away, he was a little sadden since he couldn’t see her walk across his roof, bared to the world in all her glory.


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Cassius was still shaking his head when Meloria walked into the garden. She stood out against the white marble pathway and the various flowers and their greenery. She was easily the most beautiful thing in his entire collection. He watched as her hips swayed, she wore the finery of a free woman well. When she kissed him he inhaled sharply, it was amazing the effect she had on him. She was asking about what happened, but he was focused on the feeling of her arms around him and her closeness. He struggled to right his mind and focus on the questions, a smirk on his lips when he finally spoke.

“He is fine, just rattled I guess. Not often a man can celebrate his freedom, is it? I hope he finds solace in it. I hired him to go to Rome for me, once he returns I want to hire him to run the Villa. He is valuable to me and I consider him a friend. You know of the skills he possesses.”

He pulled her closer to him, wrapping his fingers into hers and walking down the path into the deeper parts of the garden. It rested between the wings of the Villa, the main house directly in front of it. He could enter and exit it from a few places around his home. The sun beat down on them, stopping by one of the fountains, he pulled Meloria onto his lap as he sat down. Holding her on him, he teased her by tilting her toward the water a few times, mocking tossing her into the pool. Righting her on his lap, he smiled as she touched his chest playfully.

“Did you enjoy the girl I sent?”

 

[Adeline04]

Adina enjoyed the sun her eyes closed waiting for Aurelius to come back wondering what had made him run off so fast and why. She just hoped it was nothing she had done, she took a deep breath trying to calm herself to just relax only until he is back could she know what happened.

She jumped ever so slightly as she hears him suddenly next to her. He said Rome why Rome then all would see her again as a slave and not a noble woman which she used to be and for most still was.

She knew if she said anything he would have to punish her, which also made her wonder why he said Cassius rather then Master. She was just happy that she would wear something and not show her naked slave body to the others.

She was so lost in thoughts as she then looked back to Aurelius she noticed he was gone already. She quickly got up to go to the bathhouse, on her way she wondered why he trusted her not to go anywhere else. She didn’t go any were else she wasn’t that stupid but she could have if she had wanted to.

Standing there, she looked to the older woman first not saying anything wondering if they already knew what was as she then cleared her throat some to make the women notice her as well.

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She followed him and smiled some at his playful teases of throwing her in the water as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply as she whispered in his ear.

“Promise me the rest of today is just for us only we two…no other servant?!”

She wanted to be with him just him for no one else to see to enjoy being free and his.

 

[KamaKamaSutra]

Matron had seen the girl come in, she had heard her cough, she remembered her from the day before. It was odd she was already back, it was too soon for her to have gotten that messy, even with Aurelius’s tastes. All the girls had studied under him at one point or the other, some he had gotten sexual with others were simply taught the ways and movements. Matron had enjoyed her time with him, he never spoke her name and after she left his care, she never cared to go by her old name again. The girls of the bathhouse had taken to calling her Matron due to her age, but she was only forty, she had just celebrated her latest year. She was long-lived for a slave, even for a normal Roman she was aging well. She smirked thinking of her tenacity to defy even the Fates unflinching knife, or perhaps she had yet to discover her true fate. She turned, her brown eyes still full of life as she began to ask questions and usher the girl into the bath. She was to travel, that meant shaved, cleaned, and clothed. She watched as the many hands of the bath girls grabbed their latest victim. The girls were younger and always seemed to enjoy teasing the new slaves with their giggles and a stray touch here and there. She walked away to gather some clothing for the girl. She picked a nice traveling tic and it was dyed with a light blue, she paired it with a Palla, it had a golden embroidery with the symbol of Cassius’s house on it. He didn’t give them out too many, but the shawl-like garment was a status symbol not afforded to many slaves. Matron always thought he enjoyed showing off his slaves when they went outside the villa. Men and always comparing sizes and purses with each other. She laughed as she sat the outfit outside of the bath, smiling as she peeked into the bath. The girl had two of the bath girls around her, one was washing her hair, and another was between her legs. Must be cleaning up the little growth that had happened overnight. At least they were taking care of their jobs.

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Aurelius grabbed the rations he had set off for, the boy was happy to see him again and gladly helped him pick a few good items to take along with him. Once the packs were ready he returned to his quarters, the girl was already there and waiting for him. She was beautiful in the traveling clothes the bathhouse had chosen for her. Good clothes that would travel well but had a beauty to their own.

“You look very good in those clothes. Come, the horse is ready, we will need to camp before sundown.”

He didn’t worry too much about her form, he wanted to get on the road and hopefully be in Rome before weeks end. He held himself and the horseback as he left the Villa’s property, he knew the edge of Cassius’s realm well by now, he had spent many a night wandering it. Thinking back Cassius’s reaction was much more understandable. Even before Aurelius had asked for his freedom, he had so much more freedom than many of his fellow..former brethren in chains. The realization was sobering as he took his first truly free breath outside of the villa. The Girls arms were wrapped around him, and he felt her lean with him as his chest expanded and returned to normal. They were nearing the first campsite, the same place their first moments together before he spoke. As he talked he wondered how she would react to being back in that place.

“While we are in Rome, I will need to call you something, I once told you to give up your old life. Sometimes it helps to choose a new name while you wear chains. What should I call you during our trip?”

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Cassius shuddered with her voice weaving its way into his mind, it was almost magical how much she affected him. He couldn’t think of anything else as he kissed her, laying her down onto the rim of the fountain. Slowly hiking her tunic up revealing the paradise between her thighs as he moved closer to her. He didn’t finish his thought as his tongue found more enthralling venues.

“I think I have some time to spare with just us….”

 

[Adeline04]

Adina got bathed brushed and clothed; from the woman she had seen the other day and a few younger ones that seemed to giggle more then anything. They probly wanted to tease her which they did some thou for some reason not as much as she thought they would.

Their touch here and there did tease her body some but she was more lost to the thought about seeing Rome again and Rome seeing her in her new life once more that made her mostly not notice their tease which probly was not to their liking but she didn’t care.

On the way back to Aurelius she looked down at her self and did like what she was wearing, it did make her very pretty once again as a single tear fell over her cheek thinking about all her dresses she used to own. She was there and noticed Aurelius wasn’t yet therefore she waited and wondered if Aurelius would let her sit behind him or in front, she rather sits behind one as she in front of one.

Aurelius then came in she smiled a bit as he then told her she looked good in the clothing she was given.

“Thank you Aurelius”

She couldn’t help but think about the trip then as she followed him out to the horse, they would have to camp hoping it wouldn’t be like the first night as Cassius had bought her. He got on the horse and she sat behind him.

She wrapped her arms around his chest leaning against his back there was something about him not only his freedom as he did in one way already have that but also now truly on paper. No there was something about him which made him in some way bigger bolder stronger and wiser she couldn’t explain it. She looked over the lands as they rode thinking it was familiar but didn’t react just yet or say anything.

He then explained to her that he would need to call her a different name once they were in Rome, which he had already told her about as well as he couldn’t use her noble name as she was no longer one and would probly never be one again. Thou as he asked her what he should call her she weren’t sure. Her finger tip tapped his chest some as she was thinking as she then asked softly.

“Aurelius I don’t know what do you think would be a fitting name?!”

She bite her lower lip some as she kept thinking of course she had many names in her head really nice ones but all of them were more of the noble kind then just a name she thought and not sure what she was allowed to choose or should take she thought maybe Aurelius could help her choose.

They then got closer to were they would camp as she then noticed were they were and tensed up some thinking about sleeping between the horses and the first time she met Aurelius truly thou now he was much softer to her then that night. Thou if she had been a bit more nicer then he would have been as well maybe she thought thou she hoped she wouldn’t have to sleep with the horse again on the tree. Her fingertips gripped at his tunic some as she tried to think about the name again.

 

[KamaKamaSutra]

“Domitia”

He didn’t have to think of a name, he had one prepared. He was surprised by the fact she asked but he was glad for the gift. Honestly, he was a little surprised, he expected her to pick a name or perhaps offer her own as her name. It showed growth in a way, it also saddened him to see a bit of her freedom taken even as he was granted his own. The name wasn’t as beautiful as some, but the meaning gave it a beauty to him. The name, it came from the word domitus, meaning to have been tamed. While she wasn’t perfectly obedient yet, she would be.

“We won’t use it all the time. It is for when we are in a “proper” company.”

He gritted his teeth on the word proper, he could admit it now, he hated being a slave. He hated anyone having that much power over another. Forcing himself to relax, letting the reigns loose from his hands even as his knuckles turned white with the effort of holding them. He let out a sigh, his entire body relaxing. That was a new reaction, perhaps he had been holding onto it for too long. He wanted to be free, he wanted to explore, to enjoy the world as he had never. He could feel the girl pressed against him; her arms wrapped around him. She was soft, almost fragile in a way.

“I don’t know your name, girl. I’ve never asked but today I am. What was your name before the collar?”

The question was innocent, but the thoughts in his mind and their reaction on his body weren’t. He took mental stock of the supplies he had as they arrived at the campsite. The remains of the fire from before still blackened the ground. The tree where she had been tied stood there, the camp looked almost untouched in the short time since they left. They would remain but a moment, a quick reprieve before heading the rest of the way. The trip to Rome took quite some time and they would be spending many nights together. But this time, he wasn’t going to have her tied so far away from him. They were dismounting before she had a chance to answer, he was on the ground lifting her off the horse. His hands resting on her waist as she swung her leg over. He caught a brief flash of thigh as she moved. Once she was on the ground, he didn't let go, holding her and looking down at her. A step into her, and she was pinned between him and the horse. He though of taking her, something about the new status of his life was driving his desires to a frenzy. He leaned into her, his eyes locked with hers.

"She has no choice"

The thought was fleeting but cooled the fire that burned in his loins. He pulled away, and moved to find some fuel for the fire. He scolded himself, why could he control himself so well when he was a slave, but not that he was free. He resolved to remedy that, he would not be without control again. Even with himself. Walking back to the camp with an armful of logs he thought of what to say to her. Should he apologize or..did somewhere inside her did she want him?

 

[Adeline04]

Domitia, she had heard something like that before but wasn’t sure at that moment what it meant again, thou she knew if she thought about it, it would come to her soon. It did sound nice in a way but wasn’t sure if it meat also something nice, thou she didn’t think Aurelius would give her a name that would be anything else but fitting for her.

Her hands still wrapped around his waist her body pressed to his back, as if to make sure she wouldn’t fall off the backside of the horse while they rode. Her eyes looked all around as it was all coming so familiar as it then hit her it was the place were she had been tied up which also made her wonder. He then told her that the name they would only use in proper company which then took her mind off where they were and made her wonder what he meant with that, in proper company.

Would she have to please other men now as well, other than just Aurelius and in near time Cassius? Aurelius then asked her about her true name before she had been taken which snapped her out of her fearful thoughts but before she could even answer or react to his question his hands reached up to help her off the horse after he got off himself. She smiled some as she took his help his strong hands on her hips and something the way he held her hips and helped her slowly down made her forget in that second that she was a slave.

She swung her leg over the horse as he held her to help her down and the dress was already slid up to her thighs as a dress wasn’t made for one to sit spread legged on a horse, as she did he could see her bare thighs not thinking much of it as he had already saw her naked. She slid down the horse side as Aurelius hands made sure she went slowly, as if not to fall or hurt herself his grip still tightly to her hips. She had this feeling as if he was much taller today as he was yesterday or so. She looked up at him as her hands then rested on his softly as she had held onto him as she also got off the horse to hold herself not to fall.

He then took a step closer pinning her slightly between his body and the horse, the horse didn’t move as if it wasn’t the first time Aurelius did this and stood like a rock not moving. Her eyes locked to his she held her breath as she had this feeling he was going to kiss her and something about him was different after he had come back from running off. Then suddenly he pulled back leaving her standing there leaned against the horse. She took a deep breath watching him walk off searching for something. She turned to the horse running her hand over his side and his neck as she showed the horse over to the tree which she was tied up to not so long ago.

Seeing the tree close made her stop and stare at it for a second before she could tie the horse up not looking what Aurelius was doing or were he was she just stood there for a second petting the horse as she then remembered he had asked her about her name. It was then that it hit her, the meaning of the name he had given her. What did she think of it, it meant she was tamed, taking her destiny as a slave being Cassius and Aurelius plaything.

She then saw him come back starting the fire she stood there next to the horse not moving as if waiting to see if she would be tied up again here hoping not as she then looked at him watching him noticing he was showing himself stronger bolder and taller and wondered what had happened. there was something about him something which also wished for him earlier to kiss her giving her a few moments longer the feeling she was a woman and not a slave. This did make him look more attractive if he hadn’t been teaching her about her new life of being a slave.

“L….Liviana “

She then said softly more shyly not sure if he heard her really and if he would know why she said just a name. thou she felt weird saying her name it made her want to cry on one side now making her think of her past even more.

 

[KamaKamaSutra]

“Liviana”

He rolled the name on his tongue as he dropped the logs onto the remains of their last fire. Stacking them he cleared out under them. Moving to the horse pulling the saddle and bags off it, taking the bag with his camping supplies to the fireside. Finding then stuffing some oil soaked cloth from the pack he shuffled the contents of his satchel looking for the flint and striker he brought with him. It took an excruciating moment before he located it. Preparing the strike, he spoke as the steel flaked the first embers of the flint.

“Your name is beautiful, Domitia, thank you for sharing it.”

He worked the fire, the embers finally bursting into a flickering flame on the rags, adding his breath to the fire he stoked it from a spark to a surging fire that would provide them a haven from the dark. Sitting back on his haunches he turned to her, a smile spread on his face.

“Are you hungry? We have enough food for the trip plus one day. We will be in Rome, for a few days and I suspect we will eat there. I want you to lay out the bedding while I tie the horse. “

He rose and walked to the horse, rubbing its flanks to remove some of the ware of the ride. The beast shuddering under his touch. Reaching up, he placed a hand firmly behind its head, his thumb resting on its ear. He walked forward, speaking softly as he applied pressure and the horse moved forward. Once he had secured it to the same tree as a few nights ago he returned to the camp. Domitia was still working on the bedding as he thought of his first night as his own man. He had dreamed of it for years, but now he had it and he had no idea of what he wanted to do. Resting his head on his knees he waiting for her to lay out the simple bedrolls. He was feeling happy, and with a playful tone offered her a choice.

“I brought two, but would you prefer to sleep in your ropes, I brought them with me”

Talking to her as a equal felt odd, he wondered how she felt about his new position as a freeman so soon after losing her own. He wondered how she would react to her training once it began again. He hoped she was aware of this being but a reprieve, once they were in Rome, he would have to resume her education.