Slave To Rome

CHAPTER SIX - DESIRE

I woke to the sound of Livia’s labored breathing. I stayed still and quiet in my bed for a moment, just listening. It was a sound I heard every so often, whenever she sent for another slave to come and lie with her. I never saw her do it, Livia would always make sure I was in my room and asleep before she did it, not knowing that sometimes I woke in the middle of the night to hear her.

For some reason tonight, my curiosity got the better of me. I had never seen two people together, and though I heard it was a great experience, I wanted to see what was so great for myself. Quietly, I rose from my bed, and crept over to the door which was left slightly ajar. I looked out the crack, to see Livia completely naked on the bed, with another slaved named Joan. Joan’s fingers seem to be buried inside of Livia, and she had her eyes closed as she rocked against her fingers.

I had this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I couldn’t understand what it was. Maybe seeing it for myself bothered me a little bit. I had become so accustomed to Livia needing me around, and to see her needing someone else made me slightly jealous in a way. Even as a slave, I was highly pampered by Livia, because I was her favorite.

Then I saw Livia hold up her hand, and Joan stopped what she was doing. “Leave me,” Livia said, though she clearly wasn’t finished. The girl put on her clothes and left quickly, closing the door behind her.

I started to sneak back to bed when I heard my name being spoken, “Varia...”

I froze. Never in the two years that I served Livia did she ever call me by my name. She always called me Amazon, and to be honest I didn’t even think she remembered it. She never asked for it again after that first day.

“Varia, I know your there, come here.” She said.

I took a deep breath, and opened my door all the way, before walking slowly over to her.

“Yes?” I asked, though my breath caught in my throat as the moonlight shone over her through the window to highlight her naked body.

“Would you object to sleeping with me tonight, without your sleeping garments?” She asked me.

“I...” My throat was dry, and to be honest I didn’t object to it at all. I was feeling a little weird, inside around my pelvis. I had never felt this before, and I wasn’t sure what it was. “No, I wouldn’t object,” I said quietly.

“Good,” Livia said in a soft voice, and watched me undress myself at her bedside. When all my clothes had all been removed, Livia moved over a little so I could lie with her on the bed.

I put my arms around her, and she laid her head on my breast. It wasn’t unusual for her to do that, but usually I was clothed. My breath caught in my throat as I could feel her own on my nipple. It was growing hard, and I knew she could see it. I closed my eyes, not knowing what to do about how my body was reacting to her.

The hand that lay on my stomach was moving slightly, tracing little circles on my abdomen. I held my breath as she did it, and I started to get goosebumps, though I wasn’t cold. I didn’t know how she expected me to sleep with her... doing that.

“You were watching me, weren’t you?” She asked me quietly.

“Yes,” I breathed, as her hand went a little lower on my stomach.

“What were you thinking?” She asked.

“It...” I took a deep breath, to try to regain my composure. I didn’t know what was happening, this was all very strange to me. “It was weird, seeing you with her.”

“Why?” She asked me, as her fingers grazed above my hair line lightly, making my skin jump beneath her fingers. I could see her smile a little.

“Because I’m so used to you needing me,” I replied breathlessly.

“What if I told you that I needed you now, and that was why I made her leave?”

I was silent, I didn’t know how to answer her question.

“And what if I told you,” she went on, “That everytime I have been with another woman since I met you, all I thought of was you?”

I didn’t answer, I didn’t know what to say to anything she was telling me. Livia’s hand roamed up my stomach again, and brushed under my breast lightly. She moved her head, and looked at me. I looked back at her, our eyes meeting, and she asked me, “Can I?” Referring to her touching my breast.

“Yes,” was out of my lips in a whisper before I could stop them, and her hand reach up to cup my breast and rub her thumb lightly over my nipple, and a small whimper escaped my lips.

Livia’s breathing was getting heavier, and she looked me in the eyes the entire time she caressed my breast. That feeling in my pelvis was getting stronger, and between my legs started to grow wet. This was lust, I realized.

“Have you thought about touching me before?” She asked me as she played with my nipple.

“No,” I said as my own breathing started to get labored.

“Are you thinking about it now?”

“Yes,” I whispered, and Livia pinched my nipple between her fingers lightly and I gasped.

“I need you, Varia,” she said to me in a heated whisper.

I turned on my side to face her, and our faces were just inches from each other. Our breath was on each other’s lips, and I looked her in the eyes, “Why?” I whispered.

“Because being around you is the closest I’ve ever been to happy in over ten years,” she told me quietly, every bit of honesty she had in her dripping from those words.

My head was getting closer to hers without me even realizing it. We were both moving so slowly it was barely noticeable, but then our lips were just a breath away from each other, and I whispered, “Keep me intact,” referring to my hymen.

“I will,” she promised quietly, before closing the distance between us and kissing me fully on the lips. I gasped and let out a small moan as my lips parted automatically, and her tongue was in my mouth. My arms wrapped around her, pressing her naked body against my own. Livia’s hands were roaming my own, down my back and over the curve of my backside, making me let out another moan into her mouth.

Livia broke apart the kiss, and both of us were breathing heavily. She rolled me on my back, and got on top of me, looking down at me as she straddled my waist, the wetness from between her legs connecting with my stomach, making me gasp quietly.

“I’ve never done this before,” she admitted to me.

“I thought you’ve lain with many women before,” I asked her, running my hand up the smoothness of her thigh.

“I’ve never pleasured one before,” she said softly. “They always did so to me, I’ve never had a desire to... until now.”

She kissed me again, this time more passionately than the tentative one before it. I tangled my fingers in her chestnut hair, and gasped as her lips went from my own to my neck. She bit it softly, and I cried out quietly as I grabbed her back.

Livia’s tongue traced down my neck to my chest, and she lowered herself on my body, connecting her center to my own, making both of us moan. She took my nipple in her mouth, and I gasped loudly, “Oh my Gods....”

This was the most incredible feeling I had ever had in my entire existence. Both of our bodies were heated beyond normal, and I felt like I might burst from my lust. I had heard about this before, but no one describing it had ever given it justice before.

Livia flicked my nipple with her tongue, and I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling. I was moaning more loudly now, and my nails lightly scratched up her back, making her gasp around my nipple.

I felt like I was about to explode, so I asked, “Livia...” She looked up at me, and I continued, “Is there a way to... release me... with still keeping me intact?”

She smiled, slightly amused by my innocence in this area, “Yes.”

I was breathing heavily and looked at her, slightly vulnerable and nervous. “Will you do it?”

Livia didn’t answer, instead she slid herself lower on the bed, until her face was positioned between my legs. I wasn’t sure what she was about to do, but whatever it was I was going to let her. I just needed to release before I burst.

Then her mouth was on me, and I moaned loudly and my hands flew to the rails on the head of the bed, grabbing them tightly. “Livia!” I screamed her name out of instinct, but I was drowning in the feeling too much to care.

I spread my legs wider, to give her more room, and her tongue flicked against my clit, and I groaned loudly and hoisted my pelvis up more into her. I was screaming things I didn’t even know I could scream as she pleasured me, and Livia was moaning into my clit, slightly vibrating it, enjoying what she was doing to me.

When I released, it was the most amazing feeling I had ever had. It was like pure ecstacy was pouring out of my body, and I screamed her name again as I came.

I laid there for a minute, breathless. Livia had positioned herself so she was sitting up, watching me. Then I lost what sense of self control I still held on to.

Forgetting who she was, and that I was nothing more than her slave, I pushed her onto the bed and got on top of her. I doubted that she even had a woman handle her like that, but she let me do it. I kissed her passionately, and could taste myself on her lips. Livia moaned loudly into my mouth and my hand roamed down over her breast, down her stomach, and to her center as I cupped it roughly, making her cry out in pleasure.

“Please Varia,” she begged me.

She was begging me, her slave, and it made me feel powerful. I didn’t know what exactly I was supposed to do, but I didn’t care, I just went with it.

I pressed on her clit lightly, and she cried out and closed her eyes and grabbed onto me. Watching her with the other girl not long before this, I knew that this normally wasn’t how she acted. But then again, nothing seemed to be normal when it came to us, though I had no idea why.

I slipped two finger inside of her, her wetness and warmness consuming me. She screamed loudly, something else I never heard her do with other women. “Take me, Varia!” She yelled, and I started to move my fingers roughly, mimicking the moves I saw the other girl do before.

Livia raised her hips to meet my hand, and pushed against me just as hard as I was pushing against her. She was moaning loudly, my name mixed in with her cries of pleasure and the obscenities she threw in. My face was still over hers, and I could feel each moan on my lips, before she opened her eyes to look at me before kissing me furiously, rocking her hips against my hand faster.

I moaned into her lips as I felt her contract around my fingers, and her essence poured out of her in a wave, soaking my entire hand. When she had finished, I took my fingers from her, and we both collapsed onto the bed next to each other.

We didn’t say anything, we just looked at each other for a long time while we both breathed heavily. We didn’t know what to say, it was a new experience for both of us. We didn’t speak the rest of the night, we just curled into each other and fell asleep, and I dreamed of her that night.

TBC....