�Spoils� Part IV
Princess Plum Jade
Rated �NC-17� for language and sexuality (WARNING! Includes female slash and sadistic sexuality including non-consent.)
Angelus�s villa outside Rome, approximately two weeks later... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
�Lovely,� Kordelia mumbled as she gazed into the polished brass mirror on top of her vanity. �Xiao-Mei, you�ve done a beautiful job.� She smiled at her pretty body slave, dark hazel eyes twinkling with a double meaning. The Chinese beauty was an excellent hairdresser. She had arranged Kordelia�s thick wavy hair into an intricate upsweep, fastening it into place with gorgeous jeweled hairpins, and allowing long curls to fall freely about Kordelia�s face.
The two women had spent the entire afternoon closeted in the bathing chamber. Kordelia was discovering and enjoying all of Xiao-Mei�s considerable talent for lovemaking. The Asian girl�s soft hands were gentle on Kordelia�s body as they roused her passions. Xiao-Mei�s mouth was an exquisite tool for pleasure: soft moist, lingering kisses, her caressing tongue trailing over bare flesh.
This afternoon she had brought Kordelia to ecstasy by softly lapping her between her legs until Kordelia�s limbs felt like they were made of jelly. Xiao-Mei had then urged her to lean forward on the marble edge of the pool as she continued to pleasure her by gently stroking her from behind, her hand between Kordelia�s slim thighs.
Kordelia bent at the waist and supported herself on her forearms, lifting her bottom and allowing her legs to float in the water. Languidly she raised and lowered her hips to maximize her pleasure with her slave�s fingers.
Xiao-Mei had kissed Kordelia in the middle of her back and made a trail of soft kisses down her shuddering spine. She swirled her wet tongue in the small of Kordelia�s back, then she kissed the smoothly firm rounded cheeks of Kordelia�s bottom.
Kordelia�s breath hitched in her throat as Xiao-Mei softly kissed and nibbled her backside, lightly traced her rear cleft with the tip of her tongue. Part of her felt vaguely repulsed, but something wild had awakened inside Kordelia since she had come to Rome, a desperate hunger for pleasure and fulfillment. She lifted her ass to the slave-girl and made low urgent sounds in her throat.
Xiao-Mei continued to stroke and pet Kordelia�s pouting feminine lips. Her other hand rubbed and caressed the firm round globes in front of her. Kordelia shuddered and groaned softly when Xiao-Mei probed her rear cleft and gently entered her anus with a slender finger, partially withdrew, and re-entered, gently rotating the digit inside Kordelia�s hot, tight rear cavern.
The combined stimulation�Xiao-Mei�s hand on her sex, the kisses on her lower back and buttocks, the finger up her ass�had been overwhelming. Kordelia had buried her face in her folded arms and wailed aloud in ecstasy as orgasms wracked her nubile body. She had felt peculiarly weightless in the water, shuddering and quivering all over, her anus tightening and squeezing Xiao-Mei�s finger, spasming and relaxing. Finally, with a deep sigh, Kordelia had gone limp in the water.
Xiao-Mei had washed away the honey-thick wetness in Kordelia�s private parts and blotted her dry with a towel.
It had been the most beautiful and fulfilling experience she had thus far enjoyed with Xiao-Mei. Kordelia had embraced the slave, kissed her fervently, caressed her small nipples. She wondered who had put the terrible bruise on the slave�s left breast.
When I find out who, Kordelia thought grimly, I will deal with him. Personally. Xiao-Mei belonged to her, Kordelia would not tolerate her being ill-treated.
Kordelia�s confidence grew with each passing day. Her position in the household was clearly respected. She had free run of the house and gardens and she was even allowed to go charioteering once the steward had purchased a suitable boy to drive her. The servants obeyed her orders and Kordelia was surprised at how comfortable she was giving them orders. Just as if she was still at home with all the privilege and protection her rank allowed.
In a strange way, Kordelia realized, her life was very much as it had been before the war. She lived in a fine home, had slaves to do her bidding. The simplicities of her life hadn�t changed at all.
But she had changed. Hot, excited energy burned inside her, hummed constantly. Sometimes it was calmer than at other times, but it never ebbed completely away. Kordelia felt edgy and anxious, irritable with all the villa slaves except for Xiao-Mei.
Kordelia wondered about Drusus. Where was he? She had yet to meet him and it had been over a week since she had been brought to his house. She had never seen him yet and she knew he lived in the villa. The steward made it clear he did not yet wish to see her. It chilled Kordelia, this indifference to her arrival, a cold reminder that her place in the world was no longer one of high regard. Though she was pampered and waited on, she was no better than a slave herself. She was spoils from a conquered country, given to a man who didn�t seem to want her enough to make himself known.
Kordelia glanced into the bronze mirror again, wondering if she was not pretty enough to appeal to him. Not likely! she decided after a moment. I�m too beautiful not to appeal. Maybe he�s the type who likes boys instead of women. Or maybe he�s a eunuch. Maybe he�s old or injured in some way and can�t possess a woman anymore. Doesn�t want to see what he�s missing. She suppressed a giggle at the idea.
It was not uncommon, Kordelia knew, for men to keep a mistress or a concubine just because it enhanced their own social position. From the attentions she had received thus far, she was certain Drusus meant for it to appear that she was his. But the least he could do is meet with me and talk to me about it! she thought grudgingly. And it still doesn�t explain why he saved my life.
Kordelia racked her brain trying to remember if her father had any Roman friends who would have wanted to save her. Most of the ones she knew were either dead or disgraced themselves and not able to intercede for her. She didn�t remember anyone named Drusus.
If I could just meet him, know who he is, it would be better.
�Lady?�
Kordelia glanced down at Xiao-Mei. The pretty slave knelt on the floor, patiently waiting for her mistress to lift her foot so Xiao-Mei could give her a pedicure. I enjoy Xiao-Mei, but is she all I�m meant to have? Kordelia wondered.
Since her sexual awakening, Kordelia had been eager to feel more, experience more. She loved Xiao-Mei and enjoyed her lovemaking but her desires burned for a man as well. If her lot was as a rich man�s mistress she wanted to be his mistress in the flesh. She repressed her self-depreciative laughter. Any other prisoner would have been grateful not to attract her master�s attention. And she felt neglected because she hadn�t met hers! Such an imperfect world, Kordelia thought ruefully as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of Xiao-Mei�s light fingers attending her feet.
�Mmmmm,� she sighed softly. �Tell Leander I�ll dine outside tonight,� she commanded in a mellow whisper. �In the garden. There should be a beautiful moon out.�
�Yes, Lady.� Xiao-Mei gently kissed Kordelia�s foot after she massaged it and eased it into a cushioned silk slipper.
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