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Slave Girl: Chapter 49
🕑 Added 2021-07-02 13:03:21 +0000 UTCMy Lady pets my head and gives me praise as I lavish worship on her dick and clean every bit of it with my lapping tongue and sucking lips. The aroma and flavor of her cum, different than that of my own in interesting ways, surrounds and permeates me. She lets me do my thing before eventually squeezing out the very last little drop onto my waiting tongue then tucking herself away again.
I swallow and look up at her. “Did…did I do good?”
“Yes Quin.” She says with a smile. “You did very good.”
Pride swells in my heart.
She kneels in front of me. Taking my head in her hands she leans down and slurps the mess from my face with her long tongue and follows it with a deep kiss. Afterward I fall into her. She catches me and holds me to her bosom as I laugh. I just laugh. Not because anything was funny but simply because I was so happy. And after the shock of waking up under assault and the hours of heart pounding fear of the long morning’s retreat this joyful release hit twice as hard.
Rosa chuckles. “You are just too damn precious.” Leaning down she offers her cheek. “Kiss me.” I kiss her. “Good boy.” She pats my shoulder. “Come on big fella, back on the road.”
“Already?” I gripe, though more for affect than genuine complaining.
“Come on.” She stands up and gathers up her capelet. “With a start like that we can at least make it to that turn off you talked about.” She walks out into the grass, holding out her hands and feeling the tips brushing along her fingers. “Perhaps even a bit further.”
I grin. It was heartening to see Rosa as anxious as I was to get to our new home. I cannot help but think back to that scared girl who didn’t want to leave Rome that first evening. Gods…she was so beautiful. My smile slowly fades as I knew the one thing I wanted to say to her more than anything I couldn’t, not without spoiling this wonderful mood. My eyes only on her I whisper softly into the breeze. “I love you.”
Rosa turns back to call to me with a cute beckoning smile. “Come along Master.”
I let out a sigh and hoist the pack. “I’m coming.”
The rest of that day is far more enjoyable. We keep up a good pace but nearly so grueling as that of the morning. In our time on the road Rosa was gaining more fortitude for hiking with each passing day. Both of us had changed a lot in these nine days. We soon find some water, as much as I enjoyed my Lady’s flavor in my mouth it was nice to be able to wash it down, and even luck out with some food. One of the villages along the way was having some sort of festival to honor a local king from before the Empire. Steaming bowls of a tart but hearty offal stew with a half of a flatbread were offered to all passing through, Rosa and I were only too happy accept. I knew nothing of this ancient king but…hooray for him! We consider stopping and enjoying the festivities…but the road beckoned. With each step closer to our destination the urgency to get there grew.
As the sun is setting we see the walls of a city in the distance and, just as the map I had looked over back at Rome had shown, we come across the intersection where our choice for moving forward must be made for real. To our left the smooth stones of the Appian continues on Southeast toward the city and beyond. To our right the small road leading South through farmland and wooded hills in the distance.
Stepping off we pause to look at the queen of the long roads. We watch the travelers pass by and just admire the wide straight road, this monument of Roman construction that crossed the entire width of the Italian peninsula. It wasn’t lost on either of us that except for an hour or so at the very beginning of our journey that our whole time together had been anchored by this great road. I look back the way we came, this ribbon of concrete and stone that cut through the land all the way back to Rome, reflecting on the many life changing memories I’d had along it.
“This may be the last time we see it.” I say. “I doubt we’ll have need to come this far North again.”
Rosa loops her arm into mine. “Who knows what the future will bring.” She hugs in close. “And besides…it’s just a road in the end. It’s the company that really matters.”
“Yeah.” I nod. The Appian had served it’s purpose. My eyes drift South to the far green hills. “Are you sure about this?”
Rosa takes a long breath as she builds her courage. Then, with and emphatic nod, she says boldly. “Yes Master. This is the way.”
Arm in arm we leave the Via Appia behind and strike out into the next leg of our journey home.
Comments
Grimbous
Yes! It should be Southeast, fixed. Thank you so much for pointing that out Khanalas. 🙂
Khanalas
>To our left the smooth stones of the Appian continues on Southwest toward the city and beyond. To our right the small road leading South through farmland and wooded hills in the distance. If one road goes southwest and another south, then the first one should be on the right of the second one when you see both, not on the left https://puu.sh/HTymt/45c4e4bdb8.png
