Slave Girl Pt. 02 Ch. 01-08

"Mmmmm!" I moan my obedience.

I settle into a comfortable position and begin to bob. Her great shaft slides through my tightly sealed lips as I suck steadily and lap at her spongy tip. Rosa sits quietly with her eyes closed and concentrates on the good feelings I was giving to her. In focusing on her sexual pleasure she could momentarily escape the worries weighing on her soul. I do all that I can to make the escape a good one. I mewl and moan submissively just how she liked. I lavish all of the pent up lust from my manhood onto her through my mouth. I suck and lick and slather her mighty lady cock like only a slutty boy like me could. Both hands on my head my Lady rocks her hips to fuck my mouth back again.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" I hum passionately with each thrust into me.

Rosa gives herself over to the moment. Gripping my hair a bit tighter in one hand she brings her other to grope her own breast as her strokes pick up in pace and depth. Her whole slender body gets into it, moving with a serpentine fluidity as her thrusts intensify. She knew how deep I could handle her though she pushes my limits just a bit further.

"Ohhhh." She sighs. "Such a good cock sucker. Ohhhh.

"Glmm!" I gurgle back with joy. My body was in protest. My jaw is aching, my knees pinching among the stones, my back stiffening, my gag reflex threatening, and my dick and ass crying out for some attention of their own, but giving my Lady pleasure fulfilled my very soul. Loosening my lips just a bit I let my Lady use my mouth and throat like a pussy. "Glgh! Glgh! Glgh!"

"Ohhh yes. Ohhh my boy!" She moans. "Ohhh my sexy..." Her voice catches as she opens her eyes to look at me...and sees nothing. Caught up in the winds of passion she had forgotten. The opening of her eyes to see her beloved boy sucking her was a shocking and brutal reminder of her sudden disability. "Ohhh!"

Her strokes falter but I am right there to pick up the slack. Sucking harder I frantically bob to take her the rest of the way. "Rrm! Rmm! Rrrrmm!"

However the spell is further broken by the snapping of a dry twig coming from the bushes. In the blink of an eye my dominant Lady becomes my slave girl.

"Master!" She cries in fright. Pulling her dick from my mouth she slips into the water to hide low and clutch to me.

"It's okay." I hold her protectively as my eyes scan about the low bushy foliage between the bank and the gazebo. "It's probably just a deer."

"Make it go away Master. Please!" Her voice bordered on hysterical. Understandably so. She had never truly been comfortable outside the guarded walls of a city. And thanks to a traumatic event from her childhood in which she was forced to witness the slaughter of her parents at the fangs of a hydra she had a deep-seated fear of monsters. Our recent experience with a vicious harpy had surely done that phobia no favors. And stripped of her ability to see that fear had only been magnified. "Master...please!"

Not spotting anything right away I look down at my trembling lover. Her sightless eyes are wide, her green-black pupils shrunken to small points, as they dart about in a hopeless search to spot danger. Her breath is fast and shallow as her fight or flight instinct overrides everything else. And the way she clung to me, as if another harpy was circling above us right now ready to carry her away again, it broke my damn heart. She was so scared.

We had tried to have our fun. We tried to take a moment to pretend that everything was okay. Only now do I realize how foolish we'd been to try this out here today of all days. We'd done riskier things on our trip but that was when my Lady could keep an eye out for threats. Just as I had grown Rosa had come a long way from that overwhelmed slave girl that had been so afraid of being left alone in the grass just outside of Rome but this had been too much, too quickly. We should have known better. I should have known better. In my eagerness to be her boy again I'd forgotten to be her partner.

My arms loosen. The imaginary ropes dissolve in the water as boy becomes man once more.

I run my fingers through her soft, lush hair and pull her head to my chest. "It's okay Rosa. Nothing is going to hurt you. You are safe."

"I'm sorry Master. I'm sorry."

"Rosa, it's okay." I kiss her head. "Everything is okay."

There comes a leafy rustle from the same direction that we'd heard the snap. "Wh-what is it?" She says at a hissing whisper. "What's out there?"

I look up again and focus on the bush I believed the noise to be coming from. And from that bush I see two eyes staring back.

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Chapter 6

When I spot the pale green slitted eyes watching us I momentarily thought them to belong to some wild cat. But soon I make out the long snout and tapered ears that revealed its true identity hidden among the leafy foliage. Realizing that it had been spotted the vibrant orange canine trots out into the open to take a closer look at the two naked people huddled in the riverside pool.

"It's just a fox." I say. "A little red fox."

Rosa's breath begins to slow and the trembling ceases. "A fox?"

"Yeah. A vixen I think."

"A vixen?"

"Hard to tell. The males tend to have wider heads and necks." I say. "This one is long and slender. She's a small one. I don't think she's a pup though."

Rosa takes a deep breath to settle her jangled nerves. "Whooo. I'm sorry Master."

"It's okay Rosa."

"What's she doing now?"

"She's just watching us." As I answer the fox stretches out to lay its belly over the warm stones. It's paws pointed right at us it lays its head down upon them. "If she's been watching for awhile she would have gotten quite the eyeful."

Rosa's tense shoulders relax. Her terrified clutch loosening from around my midsection she turns and holds to the stones at the edge of the pool. "Are foxes dangerous?"

"Only if you're a rabbit. I've never heard of a fox attacking a person."

"Where is she?"

Coming in behind Rosa I gently turn her head so that she faced the peeping pup. "There." I whisper into her ear. "She's only about two cart length's away. She is laying on the rocks looking right at you."

"Hello fox." Rosa reaches out toward it. "I wish I could see her. Tell me what she looks like?"

"Her fur is thick and healthy. Despite her lean body she's clearly been eating well. She is the color of a fully ripe apricot except for a white streak running from her chin down her neck and chest. The tip of her tail is also white. The tips of her ears and the ends of her paws are sooty black. Her eyes are like jade and boy are they watching us." I say. "Not just watching us, studying us. She's a clever one. You can just tell."

"A clever vixen."

I wrap my arms around her and hold my slave girl tight. She grips my forearm, grateful for my comfort. Looking down over her shoulder I could see that the momentary terror had killed her erection. That was okay by me. Though I was still hard I knew that our play had come to an end. The mood had been spoiled by the scare. The next time we tried something I would make sure we were in a better place for it. It might have been an awkward moment but thankfully the distraction of the fox as it gave us something to focus on.

"She's bold to come into the open like this." I say. "She's not afraid at all. I wonder if my uncle used to feed her or something. Maybe she was a pet."

"Not afraid at all." Rosa repeats. "Is she beautiful?"

"As foxes go? Yeah, she's a looker alright. Petite yet elegant. Really graceful." I kiss the back of Rosa's head. "Reminds me of somebody."

She presses back into me. "Me too."

"Shh." I say. "She's coming closer."

The fox rises and pads closer to us in a wide arc around the pool. It's keen green eyes never leave us. Holding Rosa I turn so that we continued to face it as it approaches from the far side. Stopping about an arm's length from the edge of the pool it cocks its head to assess us one more time before coming right up to the lip to have drink. Rosa lets out a soft gasp as she hears the lapping of the fox's pink tongue in the water.

"Hi girl." She says softly. Her right hand stays gripped to my forearm as her left reaches out through the water toward it. "Hello little fox."

The animal raises its head but does not back away. Lifting Rosa just enough so that she was off the bottom I very slowly begin to carry her closer. Rosa tenses up yet reaches out toward it further.

"Is she still there?" Rosa whispers.

"She's there." I say in a low calm voice so as not to spook the canine. Silently praying to Rosa's 'old green king' that the fox's boldness didn't stem from some disease or uncharacteristic aggressiveness we glide ever closer, though I remain ready to pull my Lady back at the first sign of trouble. To my surprise the fox does not bolt. As Rosa comes near it lowers its head to snuffle it's wet nose against the rose symbol scarred into the back of her hand.

"Hah!" Rosa starts at the contact but holds her hand steady as it takes in her scent. Even from my angle I could tell that she was smiling and that made me smile as well. The fox sniffs all around the back of Rosa's delicate hand before greeting her with small lick. My Lady giggles at the tickle of its wet tongue. It nuzzles at her hand and buries its snout under Rosa's palm. I loosen my embrace and let her move closer on her own. Going right to edge Rosa feels through the air blindly until her arm makes contact with the dense fur at the fox's neck. It accepts the touch without so much as a flinch!

"She's fully domesticated." I say. "Raised from a kit perhaps?"

"Oh no Master." Rosa says as her hand sinks into the fluffy, lustrous orange fur of the fox's neck to begin a good scritch. "She's not been tamed. I can tell. She is here because she wants to be. OH!" Rosa gasps as the fox suddenly licks her cheek. "Ha ha ha!" Rosa's laughter is music as her new friend licks and nudges her smiling face. "I'm happy to meet you too! Ha ha ha!"

I just stand back and watch. What had started as a scare had turned into something truly magical. The lithe canine spins in place with a yip and a whine then snoozles right back against Rosa's neck. She hugs the wriggling pooch. It hugs her right back with its floofy tail. The pair were instant best friends.

"Master!" Rosa laughs. "She likes me!"

"Likes you? I think it's love at first sight."

The fox slips from Rosa's embrace to hop around playfully before bounding back again for another round of snuggles. "Ha ha ha ha!" Closing her eyes Rosa happily takes all the licks. Unlike most who met her the fox did not care that Rosa was an Amazon, a demon, or even a slave. It had found a kindred spirit and that was all that mattered. Rosa ruffles it's cheeks and gives it a big smooch to head. "She's welcoming us home."

I just chuckle and shake my head. "I guess she's a part of the family now."

"Yes she is!" Rosa says.

"Well you can talk to rivers I assume a fox will be no problem." I tease. "Ask her what her name is."

Pulling back Rosa pets the fox with both hands. She feels the pointed felty soft ears and down through its thick coat. "I already know her name."

"Oh?"

"Beautiful. Elegant. Graceful. Clever. Brave. Untamed." Rosa massages her hand into the dense white fur of its chest. "I knew a girl just like her." The fox makes the most adorable sounding squeak before letting out little bark. "Yes I did!" Rosa says to it. "And she would have loved you." It licks her left horn in reply. With a joyous smile tinged with just the scantest hint of melancholy my slave turns to me. "Danae. Her name is Danae."

"Your younger sister?"

"Mmm." She nods. "My baby sister."

A glimmer of worry stirs in my heart. Danae and Ianthe, Rosa's birth name, had been inseparable growing up. After the death of their parents they were all each other had. They were raised together, lived together, learned their trade together, and were there for each other in a world that could be so cruel to women like them. And cruel it was. Just over a year ago Danae had been murdered by the man who impregnated her. My lovely, gentle Rosa discovered her dark side that night. As an avenging sister Rosa not only killed the man responsible but she made him suffer as well. Her subsequent run from the law of Alexandria is what lead her to Rome which, after a betrayal of trust, then put her on the slave market platform where I had found her. That was a name laden with feelings of love, happiness, guilt and a deep abiding sorrow. It wasn't a name I would have chosen but I could hardly deny her.

"That's...perfect." I say. "Yeah. She looks like a Danae."

Rosa looks back to the fox. "Is that okay with you?" It barks and licks her face. She laughs. "I'll take that as a yes!" Hugging it tightly she whispers. "Welcome to the family Danae."

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Chapter 7

As Rosa and Danae play and cuddle and bond I give them the space to do so. I didn't know where the little fox had come from but I was glad that she found us. Whether it was my uncle or one of his guests, mighty Silvanus, or just a natural oddity responsible for Danae's friendly demeanor I was thankful for it. She was a blessing any which way you looked at it. It was as if the animal somehow sensed that Rosa needed a ray of sunshine in her life right now and showed up to provide it.

What my Lady also needed, in this humble man's opinion, is a bit of stability. This past year and a bit, these past few weeks, just this past hour, my Lady had been swinging from high to low and back again as the capricious mistress Fortuna had her fun. Rosa had introduced me to the pleasures of the flesh, her world of Ladys and boys, her more worldly sensibilities, and shared in the thrill of new adventures. But it was now time to bring Rosa into my world and the more plebeian joys of home, family, and community. It was time to put down some roots.

I stand and rub some of the olive oil that we'd brought with us into my skin then scrape it away along with the sweat and grime accumulated over the past day. The bronze strigil felt good gliding along my flesh.

"You're right Rosa." I say as I rinse the curved blade in the water and watch the glossy puddles of oil slowly drift away with the slow current that flowed through the pool. "We've got some money. And we've got a few items we could sell or barter with as well." I stretch my arm and scrape down my side, taking care around the still tender scar I received from the harpy. "And I am sure there is a lot I could trade off from here. Some of the marble and statues would fetch a good price I am sure. Not that I've ever been in the market for such things." I splash the strigil around in the pool again. "Money buys time and we can afford our fair share."

"Exactly!" Rosa gives me a nod. She sat on the edge of the pool with Danae laying at her side. As she scratches the side of the fox's neck she sighs. "I'm going to need some time Master."

"And you'll get it." I say.

"Thank you Master." She gives the fox a squeeze as it lays its head over her leg. "I...I'm sorry I couldn't finish what I started Quin." She says softly as she slowly strokes Danae's thick fur. "I lost control. I never actually had it. I can't...do that again. It was selfish of me. A Lady cannot be afraid or have doubts when she's got her boy in hand."

"I understand Rosa. Don't feel bad." I say. "It was fun to try."

"Yeah. It was." She ruffles Danae's fur. "Until this scary old monster came upon us."

"Oh yeah, real scary." Dipping down I give my hair and face a good scrub then come up again shaking my head and sending droplets flying in every direction.

"Hey!" Rosa shields her face as Danae also gives me a scolding yip. "He's a new boy." She explains to the fox. "You'll have to forgive his impudence."

"My utmost apologies my Ladies." I say mischievously. "Unintended I assure you."

"Yeah right." Rosa says. Danae snuffles and shakes her head. Neither of them bought it and rightfully so. "You ought to get a spanking for that fib."

"If you insist." I grin. "May I wash you?"

"Oh yes! Yes please." She pats Danae then slips back into the water. The fox licks its snout and gets up to trot off back toward the forest.

"There she goes."

"See you again." Rosa calls to it. It pauses briefly to look back one more time then disappears from sight. "Be safe little sister."

I let the concerning sister comment slide as I take my Lady in my hands and stand her up in spot that was waist high for her. "Spread your arms."

Without question she puts her arms out to her sides and stands still for me as gather her long hair onto her head. Using her horns I am able to have her violet-pink locks stay in place. I cannot help a little touch of her daintily pointed ears and a soft caress of her delicately slender neck. She lets out a slow breath as tension oozes out of her. The real heat of the day was now setting in, the baking sun bearing down on us and warming us to our bones. It felt nice in the cool pool, doubly so for Rosa. I rub some oil into my hands and prepare to clean her.

Facing the direction Danae had disappeared Rosa's eyes stare into nothingness. "I'm glad she's here." She says. "It makes me feel better knowing that she's out here keeping an eye on me. She lifts me up and gives me courage."

"That's good." I say as I come up behind her. I press my slick palms against her shoulders and spread the warm oil over her shoulders and outstretched arms. My big hands reach nearly all the way around her slim arms. "I've never seen a fox do that before." I say. "Like when those forest nymphs flew close to you after your offering. Never seen that before either."

"Who would have thought I would find my place in the wild places. I should make an offering." Closing her eyes she lifts her chin giving me space to rub the oil into her neck. "Silvanus has given me back my..." She swallows. "...he's given me a friend." She then ponders. "Or am I the gift to her? Who can tell?"

"Who can tell." The world was their theater after all. I take another palmful of the amber oil and apply it over the soft flesh of her back and curvaceous flanks right down to the water line. Her warm body felt so good in my hands.

"I should really be doing this for you." She says. "I am your slave."

"I want to do it." Another handful of oil and this time I move to her front where I spread the glistening liquid up her supple belly and over her chest. I pause to work it into her small, soft breasts just a bit longer than the rest. "And you are not simply my slave."

Attending to my Lady with doting attention I rub and scrape the oil from her nubile body. As I clean her I could see that there was a lot going on behind those sightless eyes of hers.

"What are you thinking about?"

"A blind slave." Rosa whispers. "What good am I to you like this? I mean really?"

"Rosa..."

"How are we going to explain this Quin? A slave that needs to be attended to? A slave that is helpless without her master? It makes no sense. How am I supposed to get any respect like this? Even the other slaves will pity me. It's bad enough that I'm Amazon."

"Rosa..."

"And you need the help! It's just us here."

"Don't forget Danae."

"I cannot bathe you. I cannot shave you. I cannot fetch for you. I cannot make simple shopping trips to town for you. I cannot even..."

"Rosa, stop."

"Yes Master." She sighs and shakes her head. "I'm sorry. Every time that I think I have a grip on this...I lose it again. I can't...hold it all. I come to accept one thing and another comes at me from a new direction. These thoughts keep coming."

"It just happened Rosa. We need time." I say. "Time to adapt."

"Yes Master. We need time. That is exactly what we need." With her flesh clean I switch to a massaging rinse, in long firm strokes I rub her weary muscles. "Ohhhh, that's nice."