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A Roman Socialite and Her Tamer (Nurse x Houdini)

She fidgeted more when he pressed her back into the bed, feeling a little bit trapped by him now. She was beginning to be wary of the agreement they'd made, that he was her 'master' in all ways in the bedroom. She missed having some freedom, even if she didn't exercise it much. She figured, though, that if she was really against something, he wouldn't make her do it. Or he might, but he might give her more time to work into it rather than just shove it down her throat (literally or figuratively). "Well," she sighed, still trying to wrestle her arms away from him, "That will happen when it happens. After they're situated in the house, not for awhile."
 
Justus wasn't going to press the issue. His style was never to work Adonna up into a panic before he made her do something. When he wanted her to do something, he took action, and she did it. If he was going to make her screw Lilith tomorrow, he'd tell her five minutes before, not tonight. "You're right, pet. It'll happen when it happens," he agreed, letting her squirming, soft arms up from the sheets. He rolled over off her, lying next to Adonna closely enough that he could work a hand in at her white shoulder, squeezing and massaging at it. "So, are you going to give me a lesson on senatorial procedures now, my scholarly pet?" he said half-jokingly, a glimpse of the scroll at his bedside reminding him of their prior banter.
 
She breathed a sigh of relief when he let the subject job. For now, at least, she felt that she'd dodged a bullet. Or that they were husband and wife again rather than master and pet, despite the fact that he chose to call her his pet. That didn't so much make it how they were interacting, she thought. It was just a term of endearment. She snuggled her face up into his neck and closed her eyes to sleep when he brought up the scroll. She laughed and bit his neck playfully, "Well. I could. I'm sure I know more about it than you do!" she teased.
 
Justus brought her head into his strong chest, pressing gently with his hand on the back of her scalp. He looked over her smooth back, shadows of candlelight flickering over her spent body. "More than me?" he gasped, continuing their banter. He gave her a light, playful slap on the bottom. "You're a learned lady," he admitted. "But that's exactly why I thought you'd know better than to assert something so foolish," he teased. He knew, of course, that she couldn't learn from mere scrolls what he knew from firsthand experience, but obviously it was a turn on that Adonna was both sexy and intelligent. She didn't feel like his pet, although he did feel like a master, in a way. If he was a master, he wasn't sure what that made her, exactly, if not a 'slave' or a 'pet'. But whatever she was, it felt right.
 
"Hmmmmm!" she mused, snuggling his chest a little. She took a deep breath, inhaling that same wonderful scent that she loved so much about him. She kissed his chest softly and murred, feeling so safe in his arms. "Well, you're right. Of course you know more about it than I do," she mumbled right into his chest, not bothering to lift her head away from it. "You're the one who's trying to be a senator anyway," she giggled, wrapping her arm around him and hugging herself even tighter to him. "I'd rather watch you speak to the masses and make law than be in there babbling with all those men,"
 
Justus leaned over the table and blew out the bedside candles, returning to Adonna and tangling their naked bodies together, wedging a leg between both of hers. He rested his chin against her head, breathing in the nice scent of her hair and planting a kiss on the top of her ear. "I've been told I'm an ambitious man," he admitted, holding her body as tight as he could. "But I didn't know you shared any ambitions for me. I always thought you'd prefer me to putter around the house, and attend to all your needs," he teased, kissing her ear again.
 
She laughed when he came back to her. "Well, that would[/i be nice," she mused, "but then you wouldn't be so much of a master, would you?" she teased, kissing his chest again in the darkness, "Besides, aren't you the one that talks about reputation all the time? You being my personal servant wouldn't do much for our family reputation, hmmm?" she was glad that they could still tease each other in the bedroom, that was something she had thought they might lose with the pact that they made.
 
Justus laughed at her teasing, knowing full well that she'd wrap a man around her finger if the unfortunate fellow allowed her to. "Hey! I'm a master now, and don't I attend to all your needs as it is?" he shot back in the dark, reaching down and touching her still moist womanhood as a reminder of the need he'd just satisfied. "I even got you the collar you needed so badly," he added, leaning over and kissing blindly at whatever he reached in the dark, which happened to be the front of her neck. "I don't think you understand what a master does," Justus insisted condescendingly, getting comfortable on his pillow. "But you will." He yawned widely, closing his eyes and beginning to settle down on the pillow, sleep not far away.
 
"Hmmmph," Adonna huffed when he said that she didn't know what a master does. Of course she knew what a master did. He guided, protected, and kept happy his submissive. Which he did for her. And she loved that, most of the time. She snuggled into him and closed her eyes, the darkness completely enveloping her. She was snuggled in with the love of her life and his warm body was making her feel extremely safe. She fell asleep quickly and stayed asleep for the entire night.
 
Justus slept soundly with his beloved wife at his side throughout the night. Cornelius had assumed much of the responsibility for directing the other servants now that Justus frequently disappeared into the bedroom with Adonna relatively early in the evenings. He helped Fatia and Lilith find a snack to eat and then get settled in their room. The girls couldn't really complain about being here, but they couldn't help but discuss how Justus and his wife seemed a little more aloof now. They'd heard the base moans of pleasure emanating from the bedroom, from Adonna, and discussed that as they fell asleep, too. Lilith admitted that she was a virgin, while Fatia was far from it. Fatia explained that her former master had frequent intercourse with his wife, but it was never as loud as Adonna was. Their new master and mistress must have something special, the girls concluded, giggling a little as Fatia theorized at what they might have been doing in there.

The next morning, Justus woke before Adonna, and slid on a house tunic, stalking about the home. He was happy with the way the foyer had been arranged. Knocking at the new girls' room, he spoke with Lilith as she answered the door in her nightgown. "You said you were expert in the beauty arts," he reminded her. "Oh, yes sir," she said groggily, trying to be as enthusiastic as she could manage. "Well, then Adonna would like to be bathed, groomed, and made up this morning," he told her. "I'm anxious as well to see how skilled you are," Justus added. "Oh, yes sir, you won't to be disappointed," she said in her pretty accent. She dressed and headed off to Justus' bedroom, where she timidly knocked at the door.
 
Adonna woke to find that her bed was empty. She frowned at first, wondering where Justus possibly could have gotten off to. But then she heard a knock at the door. "Hmm," she murmured to herself and hopped out of the bed. She grabbed a day gown and pulled it over her head. She opened the door and was surprised to find Lilith there. She raised her eyebrows a bit but smiled at the girl, "Good morning Lilith! I wasn't expecting you. Is there something I can do for you?"
 
Lilith's face flushed as Adonna was a little put off to find her there, although still polite. She let her head droop down submissively. "Master said that you'd like to be bathed and attended to this morning," she said softly, almost phrasing it like a question. "Perhaps, have your hair done, face made up, and nails?" she offered a little more excitedly, reviewing her little resume of talents to her mistress, eager to please the beautiful, powerful woman.
 
Adonna's face brightened when she realized what Justus had done. He'd sent for the servant to give her a beauty morning. Oh, he was so sweet. Adonna grinned widely and nodded, "Of course. I would love that, Lilith," she beamed, extending her hand to the girl and tipping her chin up, "Don't be so frightened. I'm not going to hurt you. Here, take my hand and lead me to the bathhouse."
 
Lilith's whole expression changed completely when Adonna accepted what she was offering. "Oh, you is going to like everything very much, mistress" she giggled. "I like to do this." She daintily grasped at Adonna's hand and let her into the bathhouse, where Justus had already heated up some water and now had disappeared. Lilith looked around for some necessary products, and finding some bath oils, she dripped them into the warm water, causing a nice, warm, flowery scent to fill up the room. "If you... sit in the tub," she said a little nervously, I will begin the bath. She'd bathed women before, but none as beautiful as Adonna. It made her feel a little tense to see her mistress' body for the first time, especially a woman so much more beautiful than she. She turned around submissively, giving Adonna some privacy to disrobe for the bath.
 
Adonna almost felt like she was in some strange kind of love with Lilith. The girl was so innocent and sweet, how could anyone help but adore her? Adonna stepped up to the tub and pulled her day gown off, letting it fall to the floor. She stepped into the warm water and murred softly, it already felt nice on her skin. She sat down in the tub and let the water warm her. It came up to mid breast, so her nipples were hidden beneath the water, except that the water was perfectly clear. "You can turn around, Lilith," she said gently. Adonna wasn't afraid for this girl to see her nude.
 
Lilith heard Adonna's little contented noise, and then turned around. The woman was so beautiful, was all she could think. If only she was so beautiful, she might hope for a better life, she imagined. She might hope to be married one day. Lilith could see the form of Adonna's shapely breasts half-covered with water, perfect chest and neck sticking out. She took a washing sponge, and dripped some soap on it. Crouching behind the tub, she began to dab at Adonna's shoulders with it, dipping it in the warm water and then rubbing harder at her shoulders and back. "You are good woman," she said meekly. "You love your husband," she added, not referring at all to the filthy noises coming from the bedroom the last night, but realizing afterward that it might sound that way. "I mean.. I, I, I could tell when you were.. were eating the dinner with him," she tried to explain.
 
She laughed softly when Lilith stumbled over her words, thinking she had said something improper when Adonna had understood her meaning in the first place. "I know what you mean, Lilith," she said gently, leaning back against the tub so that Lilith could have better access to her skin. This caused her breasts to raise up out of the water and her slightly hardened nipples were revealed. "You're right, I do love my husband very much. He is perfect. To me, anyway." she closed her eyes and smiled, letting the girl do her work. "Do you wish to be married someday, Lilith?"
 
Lilith let out a sigh of relief when she saw that Adonna wasn't offended. She knew that if Adonna told Justus to punish her for impudence, he would probably do it. If she wasn't empowered to do it herself, even. She ran her hands around Adonna's neck, soaping up the neck gently, and then dragged the soothing sponge over her chest. When she got to the breasts, she cupped one under her hand, and holding it in place, sponged it down, the nipple getting even more erect when Lilith ran the sponge over it, exfoliating her delicate skin. Picking up the other breast with her slight, brown hand, she repeated the routine. "Oh, yes mistress," she cooed longingly. "I would love to having a husband even a little like yours, mistress. One who loves me, and who I love so much." She ran the sponge around Adonna's back again gently pressing it against the milky skin, sighing in a daydream of married bliss.
 
"Then you will have one," Adonna said definitively, as if her willing it would make it happen. She wanted Lilith to be happy, undoubtedly. Now that she had become a little bit attached to the girl (as she obviously had), she wanted the best for her at all times. She even felt a little bit like a big sister to the girl. "Do you want him to be of your origin?" she murmured curiously, as if she were already selecting matches in her head, "Syrian, I mean? Or are you open to other kinds of men?" Lilith was very gentle and her hands were soft and soothing. She shifted a little so that she could easily dip her hand into the water and wash her stomach.
 
Lilith continued to soothingly wash Adonna's pretty body, working wordlessly in unison together. Usually, she had to tell a woman where and when to move, but Adonna seemed to be in tune with her movements, and she didn't have to say a word. "Oh, I would like any kind of husband, as long as he was kind and loving," she answered. "And... handsome wouldn't be for very bad, either," she added softly, with a giggle, as if it was too much to ask for a girl of her status. Lilith poured some more scented soap onto the sponge, and then dipped it down along Adonna's smooth abdomen, rubbing above the water, and then dipping it into the water. But then, Lilith saw Adonna's piercing for the first time, and pulled the sponge out of the water. "Oh, you have a...." she said in surprise, trailing off.
 
Adonna couldn't help but break into a huge grin when Lilith said she wanted a handsome husband. Lilith was a beautiful girl, albeit slightly less than what she could be due to the upbringing she'd been forced to have. She would have a handsome husband, Adonna wouldn't settle for anything less. Unless, of course, Lilith fell in love with a man Adonna did not find pleasing to the eye. She wouldn't force someone Adonna thought was attractive on Lilith if she didn't want him. She knew how horrible that could be from first hand knowledge. But her eyes flew open when Lilith's sponge touched near her newish piercing. She winced a little and touched it gingerly under the water. "Yes, I have a ring in my navel. Justus...he pierced it himself. As a punishment. It was fair, though. I deserved it."
 
Lilith gasped and drew out of the water completely when she heard it was a punishment, splashing around a little. "A pun... punishment?" she asked, almost in horror. "You mean that a husband punishes a wife? I did not th... did not think it happened," she blurted honestly. "Did.. did it hurt?" she asked, forgetting to show enough respect for Adonna in asking such a personal question, but feeling comfortable talking with her mistress now.
 
"A husband punishes a wife when she deserves it," Adonna said honestly, turning her head and looking up at Lilith's shocked face. She reached up and patted her cheek gently and with reassurance. "It did hurt, and it was meant to. But it is also a token of his love for me, Lilith. He and I had a fight, as those so deeply in love sometimes do, and it got out of hand. We made up afterwards, of course, but it was proper for him to punish me. I understand that and I am not bitter. If a wife does not disobey her husband, there is no reason for him to punish her," she smiled and let her hand drop from the girl's face, "Besides, you have not seen his greatest on punishments on my body."
 
Lilith paused the bath, looking on at Adonna with wide doe eyes as this reality was explained to her for the first time. "I.. I suppose I would be always an obedient wife," she said softly. "But no more obedient than you. And you.. you were punished," she observed. She started washing again, dragging the sponge over Adonna's stomach, but not near the piercing. She couldn't imagine something worse than a noble woman being pierced like a slave. "The... there is a greater punishment?" she gasped, both fearing that idea, yet her heart pounding, eager to see what other punishment the master Justus had marked his beautiful wife with.
 
"Yes, there is a greater punishment. And you don't have to fret so much, Lilith. I have not been known to be sweet and caring my whole life. For some of us that is something that is learned, and not intuitive like it is with you." she gripped the sides of the tub and stood up, turning so that Lilith could see her luscious pale bottom with the brown scarred brand of the family insignia on her ass. "He branded me on our second day of marriage, after I was very rude to him. I deserved that as well. But both of us have come to like my being branded. It reminds us both of our devotion to each other."
 
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