Slave to the Empire (Historical Erotic Romance Novella Book 1) (5 page)

After her own self-inspection, Lucilla cleared her throat, “What exactly do you mean by an
‘inspection and sampling’?”

“We will show you shortly, Lucilla”, Mila responded with a smile.

The High Priestess came back into her field of vision and scanned Lucilla’s body slowly.  She then said quietly and almost to herself, “…softness in all the right places…”

She then abruptly looked to Mila, “Let’s begin the sampling and inspection, please.”

Mila bowed deeply and then placed herself between Lucilla’s legs again.  Mila bent down further so that her face was level with the softness between Lucilla’s thighs. With both hands, Mila slowly opened Lucilla’s aching lips.

Lucilla could feel herself tighten with excitement as soon as she felt Mila’
s fingers on her opening.  Lucilla gasped as she felt Mila trace her fingers all along her inner folds.  Mila continued to trace up until she reached Lucilla’s swollen clit.

Mila paused and looked to th
e High Priestess for approval. The High Priestess gave a quick nod and Mila continued.  With her index finger, Mila gently touched Lucilla’s bud and began to rub it lightly in circular motions.

Arching her back with desire and panting to catch her
breath, Lucilla felt warm liquid begin to moisten her lips.

Mila paused and then turned to the High Priestess, “She’s ready for your inspection and sampling, High Priestess.”

“Thank you, Sister Mila.”

Mila then l
ifted herself and walked away. The High Priestess then took her place in between Lucilla’s legs. The High Priestess paused and then brought her hands to Lucilla’s sex and opened her lips.

“Oh yes, this is very nice.”

Lucilla closed her eyes tightly.  For some reason she felt more shame and embarrassment rather than excitement now. 

The High Priestess then lowered head further until her mouth was only an inch away from touching her.  The Priestess then slowly breathed Lucilla’s smell in.  Lucilla quickly opened her eyes and looked down at the High Priestess between her legs and found that the Priestess’s eyes
were focused and heated.

While still looking at the Priestess, Lucilla watched as the Priestess
slowly slid a finger into Lucilla’s warm, wet entryway.  Lucilla could feel the Priestess’s finger inside of her and her body involuntarily tightened around it.

“You are so nice and tight, Lucilla.  You’re practically a virgin, aren’t you?”

Lucilla found that she couldn’t respond with the Priestess’s finger inside of her.  The High Priestess then removed her finger from Lucilla’s moist core and then proceeded to lick Lucilla’s wetness off her finger.

The High Priestess paused and then said,
“I don’t believe I was able to get an adequate sampling.”

The Priestess then placed her head back between Lucilla’s legs.  Lucilla closed her eyes trying to control the burning she felt inside.  Her nipples were hard and she found herself thrusting her breasts in
to the air, unconsciously trying to reach out to an invisible mouth that wasn’t there.  She knew what the Priestess was about to do and her body was ready for it.

Lucilla found herself opening her thighs wider and thrusting her hips to meet the Priestess’s mouth.  The Priestess said noth
ing of this and merely extended her tongue and slowly slid it into Lucilla swollen folds.  The Priestess didn’t tease or flick, rather she glided her tongue along Lucilla’s entire crevice, as if she was trying to lick as much of her juice as possible.

Careful not to messy herself, the Priestess slow
ly journeyed up Lucilla’s pussy and stopped once she found her aching clit. She then lapped at it like she was drinking milk and then proceeded to flick it with her tongue.

Lucilla started to feel an unfamiliar feeling building at her apex, like a swelling surge of sweet pressure was building up
inside.   The High Priestess’s tongue then slowly moved from her clit and moved lower to where all the wetness was, Lucilla threw her head back in frustration. The Priestess smiled approvingly and then slid her tongue inside.

Lucilla yelled in shock.  She wasn’t expecting the High Priestess to put her tongue inside of her.  She could feel the Priestess
moving her tongue inside, trying to lick as much wetness as possible.

Without even noticing it, Mila walked over to Lucilla and placed her hands on Lucilla’s arms to keep her in place.  Lucilla didn’t even realize how much she was thrashing around.

“No, no, it’s alright Sister Mila, I believe I’ve gotten an adequate sampling.”

And just like that the High Priestess lifted herself from between Lucilla’s legs.

“Lucilla, you tasted delightful.  I must say, the Emperor will be very pleased.  You are ready.”

In a daze and still feeling heavy with need, Lucilla looked up at High Priestess in disbelief and confusion.

“What just happened? What was that about? Why…why did you do that to me?”

The High Priestess nonchalantly walked to the door t
o exit the room, but then stopped to respond to Lucilla.

“Why, because we had to make sure you
are satisfactory for the Emperor.  As we said, he is very particular and it’s absolutely necessary that you not only look presentable, but you must taste and smell pleasing as well.” The priestess paused and then added, “And you will be more than satisfactory.” And with that the High Priestess walked through the door and exited the room.

Lu
cilla whimpered in frustration.  She actually found herself almost eager to see the Emperor so that she could finally have a form of release. If the priestess’s job was to get their victims in a place of painful need and want, then they were doing their job.

Mila helped Lucilla rise from the
table, while the shorthaired priestess placed a sheer laced robe on her shoulders.  It was beautiful, much like the one that Mila was wearing earlier.

Hesitantly, Lucilla asked, “So, what happens next? Am I to meet the Emperor now?”

“Yes, very soon. Once your escort arrives, you will be taken to meet with the Emperor.”

Lucilla shuddered with both anticipation and fear.  The idea of having to give her body to this man, no matter who he was, sickened her, but her body was so excited that she couldn’t help but be anxious for what was to come. 

She found her thoughts suddenly drifting to the Captain.  She wondered if he was going to be her escort? If he was, she was going to have a few words with him.  Lucilla was fairly certain that he was responsible for her being there and she blamed him solely for everything. 

“Come Lucilla, let me brush your hair”

Lucilla’s attention snapped back to the present.  She saw Mila waiting by the table with a brush in her hand. Lucilla gave a small smile and walked over.

Mila combed Lucilla’s hair in silence until they hear
d a knock at the door. Mila went to the door to answer it.  It was little Callista.

“Hello, Sister Mila,
the escort is here for Lucilla,” Callista said eagerly. She then looked over at Lucilla and waved. Lucilla waved back half-heartedly.  She didn’t have it in her to be mean to the little priestess.  Little Callista didn’t know what they were doing to her.

“Thank you, Callista.  Please tell the
soldiers that we’ll be with them shortly.”  Callista quickly turned and ran back to the door in the main courtyard to pass along the message, while Mila turned back to Lucilla.

“It’s time to go, Lucilla.  Are you ready?”

“Probably not, but I wasn’t given much of a choice, was I?” Lucilla asked while she walked over to Mila.

Mila silently turned around and began walking down the hall towards the courtyard.  Lucilla followed in silence.

“Lucilla, I’m sorry you feel the way you do.  I can only hope that you can feel a small bit of honor for being chosen to bestow your…gifts onto the Emperor. “

Mila paused and then continued almost shyly, “I also hope that it wasn’t such a horrible experience to have me…prepare you for the Emperor.”

Lu
cilla felt her cheeks burn red, but she had no response.  She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to respond to that. Was she supposed to reassure her captor that she was molested well?

Just as she was about to respond, she found tha
t she and Mila were in the same courtyard that she was dropped off at earlier, although now the evening moon was high in the sky.  Lucilla felt her stomach tighten in nervousness.  She was scared, but eager to get it all over with.

Mila walked to the main door and opened it.  Lucilla couldn’t see through the door but
could hear Mila speak.

“
Captain, how are you?” Mila asked.

“I am well, sister.  I’m here to pick up the girl.”

The girl? Lucilla didn’t have a name? She was just the girl that he heartlessly kidnapped.

“Of course, she is in here and ready for an audience with the Emperor.”

Lucilla quickly walked to the door and was immediately staring at the Captain.

“Hello
Captain, good to see you again. Abduct any defenseless women since I’ve seen you last?” Lucilla asked curtly.

The
Captain’s blue eyes stared Lucilla down and then he responded evenly, “Hello, you are looking…better.”

“Oh! You’ve noticed? The Vest
al Virgins have the most amazing hands.  They can make the most common girl feel magical,” Lucilla said with a mild dose of venom.

The
Captain’s eyes lowered briefly and scanned Lucilla’s almost bare body.  The sheer robe concealed very little, but Lucilla was too proud to cower in front of the Captain.  His eyes rested on her round breasts for only a second before he met her gaze.  “I agree.  The priestesses of Vesta are most magical and did a wonderful job,” the Captain said with a bow and Lucilla could have sworn she saw a smirk.

Lucilla wanted to punch him in his nose.

Rather than let the conversation continue and perhaps risk getting angrier, Lucilla abruptly burst through the door and stood next to the Captain and the two additional guards, waiting for their instruction.

“Sister Mila, thank you for both your kindness…and gentleness…during my captivity.  You were a far cry more humane than some other people.”

The young priestess smiled and bowed her head deeply, “The pleasure was mine, Lucilla. Enjoy your time with Caesar.”  And with that she nodded to the Captain and then closed the door.

Before the guards or the
Captain could begin escorting her, she looked at the Captain and then slapped him across the face.

“It was you, wasn’t it? Were you the one who
took me from my stand? It was you who abducted me, wasn’t it? Well? Answer me!”

The two guards standing next to him
immediately moved towards Lucilla to hold her back, but the Captain motioned for them to stand down.  He then paused and then looked at her silently.

“Well, why! Why did you do it?
You had no right!”

The
Captain slowly walked towards her, his large frame becoming more apparent as he loomed over her.

“I do wh
at I must as a servant of Rome.”

And with that he
started walking down the hall, not bothering to look back to see if she or the other guards were following. Lucilla looked at the guards and then scrambled to catch up to the Captain.

“Why me though? Were you stalking the market place looking for a clueless woman to abduct? Or was it more personal? Was I wearing so
mething not to your liking? Were my candles offensive to your nose!”

While still walking and looking forward, the
Captain replied, “It has nothing to do with you or your candle stand.  I know Caesar’s taste and I knew that you would satisfy his.”

“What gives you the right?” Lucilla could feel herself getting more angry and heated by the second. 

He turned his head and looked at her and responded, “The Empire.”

This made Lucilla
silent for only a little bit, but she then asked with a quiet voice, “I just don’t understand.  He is the Emperor, why does he need a Captain of the Roman Empire to abduct women for his pleasure? Aren’t there hundreds of beautiful women throwing themselves at him every day?”

The
Captain had no answer for her.  He continued to walk down the great hallway. She still had more questions running through her head.  What would happen to her after she met with the Emperor? Would she be allowed to go home? What of her mother? Where was she?

Before she had a chance to assault him with more questions, he abruptly stopped in front of a very plain and unassuming door.  He proceeded to unlock it and walked in.  Lucilla paused and
looked to the other guards as they pushed her to move forward into the room.  One guard followed her in while the other remained outside.

The
room was dimly lit and decorated sparsely to say the least.  It wasn’t until after the Captain lit an additional lantern in the room that she noticed the table in the middle of the room.