A Roman Slave Sabina: In the cart, chained along both sides, were slaves on their way to the market to be sold. Sabina looked miserably along the road and wondered how her life had come to this point. Her father and mother had both died, murdered by their more aristocratic owner who had ordered both of them to be killed when he had found that is adulterous mistress had become pregnant with the bastard child of her slave lover rather than his.
The owner, a member of the Senate, had ordered both of them to be crucified and the child to be sold as soon as it could walk. Since then Sabina had known only the life of a slave. When she was sixteen she had been sold and become the concubine of another senator and when she had failed to please him sexually, he had had her sold.
She remembered the time she had lost her virginity, not slowly and tenderly with a man she loved but in a swift, violent coupling, without meaning or love which had been little more than a rape.
Sabina longed for a more meaningful life where she could stop the dull drudgery of slavery and fear of being nothing more than the sexual plaything of her master and mistress. She desired the sexual love of a man or women. Sabina had now reached the age of Her body was well developed and muscular after years of toiling and carrying heavy goods. Her breasts were well formed with large nipples. Sabina had large brown eyes and long dark hair smooth which flowed down her back when it wasn't tied in place.
It was one of the things that she was proud of and surprised that her past owners had not cut off so that their wives could have wigs made out of it. The cart came to a halt and the smell of fruit and manure, synonymous with the market, rose into Sabina's nostrils.
She had been here before and knew that she would again in time. Her time as a slave had made Sabina rebellious, wild and untamed. In the past, she had turned this to her advantage.
Sabina had escaped but was recaptured after a few days. When she had been returned to her master, he had extracted from her a pitiless revenge. In front of all the other slaves he tore her clothing from her body and left Sabina totally naked. The master had then bound her arms and legs and left her tied up at the front gate, inviting any passing soldiers from the legions to do whatever they wanted with her.
It had been one of the longest nights of Sabina's life but when the morning had come; she was released and had not been raped. The slaves had found some fresh clothes for her and after that day she had kept her thoughts about escaping to herself.
Sabina looked about her at the bustles of the market place. Carts of fruit, vegetables and other goods were being unloaded. There were also several more cartloads of salves, all looking as unhappy and miserable as Sabina. The wagon master tethered his horse and walked to the back of the cart.
Sabina was the last and she could feel the chains round her wrists and feet chaffing against her skin. The others began to walk but the wagon master, an unpleasant, sweaty man who she did not know by name but had always feared pulled Sabina close to his sweaty body. Sabina shivered, feeling his rough hands against the bare arms skin of arms. He then pushed her against a pillar. Sabina gasped in surprise and anger as she felt his rough hands groping and fumbling for her teat.
Although she was a slave, she did take kindly to having her tits groped by this sweaty ox. Sabina tried to back away from the man but she was trapped by the pillar. She tried to back away further, trying to avoid the feeling of his palms against her breast but the pillar was immovable and she just whimpered as the man pawed away at her.
Sabina could not believe that she felt almost aroused at this grunting imbecile, halfway to raping her there and then. She felt her nipple grow hard as his hand squeezed further and she gasped, half in a mixture of fear and surprise and the other half in anger at both herself for getting aroused and at this unknown man who was invading her most private area.
The man pushed aside the thin material, exposing her nipple. Sabina looked around wildly, expecting someone to at least notice what the man was doing but everyone was either too engrossed in their work or ignoring what was going on. Something like this was not an irregular occurrence at the market where slaves were concerned. They were the lowest form of citizen and could be used and abused by anyone who saw fit. The man bent his head down and clamped his teeth around her exposed dug.
Sabina felt moistness between her legs that she hadn't felt before. Just as Sabina thought he was going to rape her in full public view, the man was pulled away from her breast. Sabina gasped in pain as the man's teeth grazed her tit. She saw her chance and brought her knee up swiftly, connecting with his hard groin. The man crumbled to the floor, roaring in pain and anger.
He slammed Sabina against the pillar, his hands looking for the edge of her tunica to rip away and leave her naked for all to see. At that moment a sword entered Sabina's vision and she that it was wielded by a young Roman legionnaire. Now get out of here before I turn you into a eunuch!
It would be a long time before he would dare show his face in Rome again. After checking that Sabina's clothes were not damaged and that she appeared to be shaken but nothing more, the soldier ushered Sabina inside the market. Sabina had experienced worse in the past but she was grateful that she had escaped the encounter with nothing more than damaged pride and her tit groped. And she reflected later, what a pleasure it had been to drive her knee into the wagon master's groin.
Sabina walked into a short tunnel and emerged to find herself with the other slaves in a small area partitioned off from the rest of the market. The two male and a female slave that had been with her a few minutes before had already been sold. The other female slave was sitting on the floor and looked up as Sabina came in.
Sabina looked the woman up and down and realised that this woman had not been in the cart with her. She must have come in from another entrance. She was dressed in the standard clothing of a slave, a simple rough tunica, tied at the waist with a belt and her hair cropped short as opposed to Sabina who had her hair tied back. Sabina realised for the first time how attractive this woman was and she was little older than she was herself.
Her breasts were a little smaller than Sabina but she was still attractive although a little plainer when compared to Sabina. I think it's because his manhood is so small, he has to try it on with other women. It was probably at the hands of a previous master who stripped you and did what ever he felt like with you. Are you a mother? The woman stood and walked over to Sabina and kissed her. It was the first time that Sabina had been kissed by another woman and she found herself becoming deeply aroused by the passion that the woman was putting into it.
She was a little scared at the thought that at any moment the guard could come through the curtain and separate them forever. Sabina would give anything to stop this happening. The woman's tongue explored deep inside Sabina's mouth with more loving passion than she could remember.
Sabina ached to be naked with this woman, exploring her naked body with her hands and letting her body explode in a full and unstoppable orgasm. Just as Sabina was wondering if this heaven would end, the woman broke the kiss and walked over to the curtain.
It parted and the guard came in. The woman bent down in front of Sabina and picked up a small leather purse, giving Sabina an opportunity to look down her cleavage. The coins rattled in the purse. A few moments Sabina blinked in the sunshine as the woman led her to another cart and they both climbed on the back. For a few moments they were silent as each remembered the stolen moment they had shared. As the horse and cart left the city and headed into the countryside, bumping along the dirt tracks, the woman turned to Sabina.
My lover who you are yet to meet is Davidus. I know that you are called Sabina and you are our new slave. Do not worry, you will be well treated. My lover wants a new mistress. And your new mistress wanted a new lover. It will not be onerous. In fact, later today, we will go a little further. Not long ago she was being groped and half raped. Now she had been kissed by a beautiful woman and then She did not know but she had a feeling that she would enjoy finding out.
Whatever happened with her new master, Sabina realised that although her new master and mistress would enjoy the experience, she herself would take some pleasure from it. Sabina realised that she was about to embark on a journey of sexual exploration that was entirely new to her. Instead of a rough, sexual fumbling and humping from dishonourable men, she would be treated as a human being for the first time in her life.
She looked across at her new mistress and looked more closely at her, allowing her gaze to travel down from her blonde hair, over Sallyarin's breasts to her long legs. Sabina ached to see her new mistress naked before her. And she wanted to see her new master and find out what kind of lover he would be. Sabina looked out over fields of grapes and olive groves as the cart bumped along and then it turned off the track and travelled a short distance further before it came to a halt outside a large white villa, several miles from the city.
We have a room for you. It is small but comfortable with clean clothes.