Slave Girl 2: Chapter 116

Far lighter than a massage but not so much as to tickle Rosa takes a hold of my shoulder then slowly begins to stroke up my right arm.  She traces the shape of my deltoid before moving on to delicately rub the meat of my bicep.  She smiles as she feels me shiver while she swirls her pinky finger along the sensitive skin at the nook of my elbow.  Past my thick upper forearm her hands taper down to my wrist where she again finds the most tender area for her fine fingers to play.  Her small left hand then glides up my calloused palm until she interlocks her fingers in mine.  As she grips my hand I grip back, swallowing hers in my big mitt.  Holding my hand in her left her right brushes its way back to paint through the hairs of my broad chest then begins to explore aimlessly.

Her hand warm and gentle and her voice sweeter and more luscious than the finest mulled wine Rosa softly runs her elegant hand over my splayed body as she speaks.  “Are you warm enough, Master?”  She says.  “I could have Cassie bring a brazier.”

“I am warm.”   I say.  Safe under my Lady’s care a deep peace settles over me, mind and body.

“Are you comfortable having Miss Cassie here for this?”  She asks.  “I have prepared her.  I did not think this would come tonight, but she is ready.”

Closing my eyes so that I might just bathe in the good feelings of her sumptuous voice and tender hands I let out a long, slow breath.  Every ounce of stress and tension leaves my body with it.  “You planned this.”  I smile.  “For the night before Toke.”

“Shhh.”  She leans down and kisses my open lips oh so gently.  “Let us not speak of such things, Master.  Tonight is for you.”

“Mmmm.”  I take another long breath.  “Yes.  I trust Miss Cassie.”

“Thank you, Master.”  Leaning her hip into the side of my chest she runs her hand down the opposite flank, her slender fingers finding my every contour.  “The breeze feels nice.”

“Yesss.”  At the mention of it I notice how the gentle wind coming through the open windows and balcony door caressed my naked flesh and hear the rustling chorus of the temperate breeze through the forest.  And what a lovely sound it is.  The hiss of the leaves, the creak and groan of bough and trunk, the distant burble of Aciris, and the happy-go-lucky ditties of the warbling songbirds, the world all around sang in harmony.  And while the draft did cool my skin it also allowed me to bask in the glow of Rosa’s warmth against my side.  “Mmmm.”

“Good boy.” She grips my hand tight.  “My good boyyy.”

“Hmmmm.”

She continues to pet and stroke me and caress me for as far as her free hand could reach.  Her hand was so soft, so warm, so delicate.  When they find my scrotum they become even more lighter of touch.  Her fingers spread slightly she slowly pulls her fingertips over my balls and up my cock that I hadn’t even realized until now was already almost hard.  Very gingerly she takes a soft grip of my penis and gives it a tiny squeeze.

“I’ve missed this.”  She whispers.

Opening my eyes I look up to see her staring back at me.  I knew that she could not see me as I could feel the touch of her magic yet still she gazed upon me with a tranquil smile.  “It is yours, my Lady.”

She takes a slow breath then her smile widens as my manhood swells in her loose grip.  “I confess that I had my weak moments, Master.  I nearly released you early more times than I can say.  Just to feel you again.”  She gives me one final squeeze.  “Just to feel you inside of me.”

“I would have obeyed.”

“I know, my love.”  She releases my penis and gives it a pat before her hand migrates up my stomach again.  Her fingers weave back and forth until swirling back into the hairs of my chest.

As quiet as a barn cat Cassie reenters the room with the items requested by our Lady.  Sensing the peaceful energy of the room her movements are smooth and calm.  Like a blushing virgin on her wedding day her head is slightly bowed and the cutest demure smile brightens her beautiful face.  My eyes follow her as she comes to the side opposite Rosa and places the wide terra sigillata bowl in her hands and the cloths she carried over her arm on the bedside table then walks back to close and latch the door behind her.  Walking around the bed again her eyes pan up and down my body, a twinkle in her blue eyes tells me that she appreciated the sight of my erection.

“Undress for him.”  Rosa says softly.  “And let loose your hair.”

“Yes, my Lady.”  Cassie replies without hesitation.

Still in her training gear Cassie begins by loosening the tight wraps that Rosa had secured around her joints.  Left wrist, right wrist, knees and ankles, one by one the wrappings are coiled away and set aside.  Watching me watching her Cassie then removes the simple tunic she wore before and after our sessions then commences to unwrapping her bust.  I confess I enjoy the way the bindings left pinkish textured lines across her fine flesh.  They were reminiscent of the rope marks that would soon grace my body.  Silently I lay as audience as Cassie’s full bosom seems to swell out of the wrappings and be revealed.  All the while Rosa continues to hold my hand and pet my still physique.

“You are beautiful.”  I whisper to Cassie.

She smiles and bats her sapphire eyes.  “Thank you, Sir.”

“Funny to hear that from you.”

Her shy laugh brightens the room.  “I am learning.  Exploring.  Expanding.”

“Dear Cassie has been looking forward to tonight.”  Rosa whispers.  “As much as I have.  Be gentle with her, Master.”

“Yes, my Lady.”

Cassie unweaves the battle braid down her back then shakes her long brown hair free.  She loosens the belt of her subligaculum and with a slow, sensual push slips it down her shapely legs.  When she rises again she enters Inspect without even being commanded.  She hadn’t done it for Rosa.  She did it for me!  Standing tall with her hands behind her head and her legs just past shoulder width she stands to fully display her thick, fertile body for my pleasure.  Eyes roaming up and down her womanly flesh I drink her in, and the taste is sweet.  Though she doesn’t move an inch I can feel her pride and confidence grow as I silently take her in.  She appeared the perfect submissive woman…that is until she shoots me a sassy wink.

I chuckle and look back to Rosa.  “You’ve trained her well.”

“She does it because she loves you, Master.”  Rosa strokes my cheek.  “Now close your eyes my sweet man.  Let your women clean your powerful body.”

She calls me Master but there was no doubt who held this room in the palm of her hand.  I close my eyes as commanded and settle in to be washed and pampered.  Ohhhh, and pampered I am.

Cassie is made to kneel at my other side, each woman now pressed against me on either flank, then she wets and wrings out the cloths and the pair of them wash the results of my dusty toil from my flesh.  The water is warm.  Their touch gentle as they wipe away the sweat and grime in long, careful strokes.  Each work at their own rate and in their own way.  Cassie being more direct with straight, linear scrubs and Rosa’s washing was all swishing and swirling across my skin.  With the only sounds being the occasional trickle of water as they refreshed their cloths and nature’s melody outside I am tempted to allow myself to drift away into slumber.  But I wasn’t about to allow myself to miss a second of this treatment.  A few times they do speak, and each time it was only to compliment me.  “His body is so strong.”  “Master’s face is so handsome.”  “His cock is so hard and virile.”  And other such flattering things.  No man in all the Empire had felt as loved as I did right now.

The one bit of me they do come together for was the bit that had been caged from the world until today.  Working as a team they clean my genitals.  After a whispered command from Rosa Cassie carefully lifts and gently stretches my balls while my Lady attentively swipes the sweat away.  Perhaps not trusting Cassie not to excite me too much, and gods it wouldn’t have taken much, Rosa takes her turn to hold once they get to my dick.  Cupping my penis with that special tender care that only she could give me Rosa lifts my member as Cassie daubs and swipes my rod clean.  The head and foreskin my Lady saves for just herself.  For this I peek and the love I see beaming from my demon Lady’s joyous expression as she washed my knob with the gentleness one might hand a freshly hatched chick made me hers all over again.

They then continue to work together.  One lifts a leg as the other cleans along the bottom, then they switch roles for the other.  I felt a bit bashful as afterward they lifted both my legs to wipe my tush as if I were a puling babe with a soiled diaper.  Neither reacted in any way other than they had been, treating my butt as just another bit of me to be cleaned.  Each leg is then laid back right where it had been, ready to be bound.  They gently pull me into sitting to wash my back then lay me right back down again.

With the moisture wicking off my tingling skin I am much cooler after my bath.  Rosa knew this and had me covered.

“Lay with him.”  She says softly.  “Keep the Master warm.”

“Yes, my Lady.”  Cassie the lays at my side, covering my nude body with as much of her own warm naked flesh as she could.  Hugging to my side with one leg across mine, her soft breasts and body melding against me, she begins to kiss my cheek and neck and shoulder.

“Ohhhhh.”  I stare at the ceiling in a state of total mental and physical relaxation.

“I think he is ready now, my Lady.”  Cassie whispers.

“Yes, my dear.”  Rosa croons.  “I believe he is.”

Chapter 117