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Slave Girl 2: Chapter 12
🕑 Added 2022-11-22 18:37:08 +0000 UTCThe three women glance at each other wondering what the heck that spike in my voice had been about. It is the middle one, both in age and by where she stood, that answers my question.
“To that question we can give you three answers with just a single word.” She says with a friendly smile just before all three of them say in unison. “Cassia!”
“I was named after my mother’s mother. And like her I named my eldest daughter after my mother.” Says the old one as she looks to her right. “Cassia.”
“As did I.” Says the middle one as she looks to her right. “Cassia.”
“As will I.” Smiles the youngest as she looks back to the left. “Cassia.”
“Cassia!” All three announce together once more.
They are quietly amused as they watch me work it out. This was clearly something they did every chance they got. What they didn’t realize was that the bemused look on my face didn’t concern their names but the wriggling fingers that were currently feeling around in my underbreeches. Rosa had found my nuts and had begun a very gentle massage. In another situation it would have been wonderful, as it was…not so much. I do my best to ignore it.
“Ahem. You’re all Cassia?” I ask, trying my best to act casual as I squirm and try to shift the bracelet to somewhere less…sensitive. Unfortunately Rosa had found my pubes and hooked a finger among them to anchor the bracelet right right where it was. “That’s quite an…erm…” I jostle my hips to no avail. “…introduction.”
“You won’t forget us you have to admit.” The mother chuckles. “You can call me Cas.” She nods. “My daughter Cassie.” Cassie curtsies again. “And everybody around here calls mom Granny.” Granny squints.
“Nice to finally meet some country folk.” I say. “You’re the first to come by, besides the soothsayer.”
“Silas?” Asks Granny.
“Yeah.”
“Pfff, bent as a shepherd’s crook he is.”
“Now Granny. He’s not that bad.” Cas says. “Don’t listen to her. We’re gods fearing folk in these parts.”
But I had listened and I was smiling. “I knew it! Old charlatan.”
“Not surprised he got to ya early.” Granny says. “Get yer money before you learned his reputation.”
“I just knew something was up with him.”
“Those city folk look after themselves okay, but they don’t give a spit ’bout us workin people.”
“You are so right Granny.”
“Ey! The boy’s got some sense.” Granny gives me a crooked grin.
“Let me tell you Granny, I’ve traveled half of Italy and those city people are the wors…OW!” I flinch as a few of my pubes are yanked out by the root. “I mean, some of them okay. Rrrff!” I grunt as my scrotum is pinched. “More than okay! My slave Rosa is from the city and she is just the best.” I am rewarded by a soft pet to soothe where the pinch just nipped me. I can’t help but smile. Though I knew she was just being playful Rosa had just disciplined me then rewarded me like she used to do. It seems you couldn’t take the Lady out of the woman as easy as she thought.
Cas and Cassie were getting more curious by the moment by all of my squirming, weird expressions and odd noises but they maintain an amiable air. Granny however was far more direct.
“What’s wrong wit ya boy?” She snaps. “Yer wrigglin like a worm on a hook.”
“Granny!” Cas scolds then quickly changes the topic. “So you’ve got a slave? A big place like this you must have come with slaves and family and all sorts.”
“No Ma’am.” I say through a clenched smile as down below the dexterous tip of a tongue had found my taint. “Just Rosa and…whoo…I.”
“No!” She says, aghast. “How are two of you going to look after such an estate?”
“Honestly I have no idea.” I let out a puff of relief as the tongue slither back through the hoop. “We don’t have a whole lot of money but I’m sure we’ll manage somehow.”
“There might be some folks around here willing to help.” Cas says. “We come by here all the time, don’t we Cassie?”
“Yes we do.”
Trying to look natural I hold my hands in front of me to cover my growing manhood. I glance back at my forested land. “I was thinking of maybe sending back for some cousins or something but my family pretty much have their hands full back home.” I clamp my lips to hold back a sigh as the fingers had returned to tenderly stroke my soft but growing penis.
“And where is home?”
“We’ve got land just South of Paestum.”
“Oh! Not so far away then.” She smiles. “I should have known by your accent you weren’t from far off.”
“Not so far but I swear I took the longest route possible to get here.” I laugh. As I speak I am struck with how naturally I was speaking with these women all by myself, how at ease I was despite the distraction happening in my skivvies. It wasn’t long ago that the opposite sex had me bumbling and mumbling. But now, the with the rock solid love of my dream woman supporting me, this wasn’t so difficult at all. “Let’s just say mistakes were made.” I chuckle. “Maybe I’ll tell you about it someday. It’s quite a tale.”
“Oh yes.” Cas says. “Cassie in particular loves a good tale. Don’t you dear?”
“I would love to hear your stories Quin.” Cassie bats her eyes and smiles, a rather pretty smile. She really was a fine looking woman. Not nearly the exquisite beauty of my Rosa but she had this wholesome salt of the earth buxom farm girl thing going for her and she wore it well. Or maybe that was the constant petting of my cock that had me thinking this way.
For a moment there is just the babbling of the river…until Granny speaks up. “So you lookin for a wife or what?”
“MOTHER!” Cas exclaims in horror as Cassie blushes furiously and Granny looks at the others wondering what they were so worked up about.
“Yes I am.” Comes the strangest voice, once more coming from out of my pants. It was Rosa putting on a deep ‘Quin’ voice. Thank the gods everybody had been looking at Granny at that moment or the ruse would have been up.
They all look back to me unsure of what to make of the sudden change in my voice. Despite that Cas very much welcomes the answer. “Oh! Well, nothing like a man who knows what he’s after.”
“I, uh, I didn’t really mean it that way.”
“What way?” Asks Granny. “You lookin for a wife or what? Cassie here is already twenty and time is wastin. You won’t find a better woman than her I promise you.” She was trying to get Cassie to step forward but the humiliated girl refused to budge an inch. “She can cook, proper food too. I made sure o’that. She can sew and clean and smart as a whip she is! Such a hard worker too. In fields, the house, the…bedroom. He he he.”
“Gods! Granny!” Cassie was beet red at this point. I knew that feeling well. Some of the things my grandpa used to say made me want to curl up and die on the spot. She looks at me apologetically. “She’s not usually like this, I swear.”
“It’s okay Cassie.” I wave it off.
Granny was on a roll. “And don’t you worry seein all us women. Our line provides plenty of sons too.” Granny says as proud as can be. “Gave my man three sons. Strapping men all of them, near as big as you. Cas here had two. Workin the fields back yonder. We bear good, healthy fruit in this family I tell ya, and young here Cassie is as fertile and as ripe as a…”
“Mom!” Cas cuts her off.
“Ceres save me.” Cassie closes her eyes and covers her face. “Granny…please!”
“What!?” Granny says. “He’ll wanna know. I’m just cuttin through the donkey dung. You ain’t gettin any younger ya know!”
“Mom.” Cas says as she takes the older woman firmly around the shoulders. “Why don’t you and I just leave these two be for a minute.”
“Hold on, I wanna tell him…RRMF!” She cringes as her daughter not so subtly digs her heel into the top of her foot. Through clenched teeth she grumbles. “Fine. Good to meet ya young man.”
“You too Granny.” I nod. “Cas.”
The pair of them hobble back the way they came, Cas quietly berating Granny the whole way, leaving Cassie and I alone. “I am SO sorry Master Quin.”
“It’s okay. I like her.” I laugh and shake my head. “Family. Can’t choose them. Eh?”
“Yeah.” She shifts in place awkwardly. Without the others there I could see that I was intimidating her. Again, I sure knew that feeling. She clears her throat. “I should get going.”
“Yeah, sure.” I say. “It was great to meet the three Cassias. Like your Mom said, I certainly won’t soon forget it.”
“I wish I could!” She jests. “Hey…” She pulls the basket from off of her hip and up over her shoulder. “…a welcome gift.” She steps out into the river and offers it over.
“Oh, uh, you don’t have to.”
“We have plenty.” She says, motioning back to the others who carried similar baskets. “Don’t let Granny scare you. We’re good people here.”
I step out further into the current and accept the gift. “Well thank you.” I peek under the lid to see a squirming mass of crayfish and even a river crab. “Wow, thank you so much Cassie.” I close the lid. “I’ll be coming around to meet all my neighbors soon but I was thinking that once we were set up that Rosa and I might host a…”
I look up to see Cassie staring not at my face but my crotch, her big blue eyes bulging. I look down to see something else bulging! Tenting my under breeches and looking for all the world like an erection was something long and hard and…big! Real big! I instantly lower the basket to cover my groin. “Ahem! Anyway! I should let you go.” I say, this time with my own cheeks warming with blush. “I’ve got so much to do, ya know. Cleaning, fixing…disciplining my slave…”
A stunned Cassie blinks and shakes her head. “Uh, y-yeah. Of course. Sure.”
“Good to meet you Cassie. See you again soon, okay.”
“Y-yes.” She nods rapidly, her eyes now looking everywhere except me. “Of c-course Master Quin. I will…see you soon.”
As one we both spin around and walk swiftly in our opposite directions. The moment I am out of ear shot I growl. “You are so dead!” An impish giggle coming from my balls is the only reply.
Behind me I hear the distant hoot of Granny. “Heeee! Hot damn boy!”
“SHHHH!” Frantically Cassie shushes.
“So dead!”
