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A Roman Socialite and Her Tamer (Nurse x Houdini)

Justus propped his head up with one hand, using the other to caress her cheek and curls of dark hair. (Although he tried not to mess up her freshly done curls more so than they were already.) "I will never stop loving you. Ever. I would fight to the death to stop you from being taken from me. And I am equally assured of your devotion, my love," he reassured her. "I'm just speaking of my life's philosophy. Things never remain static. Something may seem perfect now, but it rarely stays that way. I hope it does. I would do everything in my power to keep things like they are now," he explained, leaning in and kissing her nose. "Yet, this is why I savor every moment with you now, and don't take a single one for granted."
 
She understood what he meant now. She didn't want things to change between them either. Any change would be for the worse, she thought. Adonna couldn't think of how their lives could be any better. She rolled onto her side and flung her leg over his, intermingling them some. "Do you know when you have to leave again?" she asked sadly, making herself sound more pathetic than she was on purpose. She hated it when he left and never wanted him to do it again, but she knew that he had to sooner or later. It was his job, after all, and the Caesar was always ambitious in his missions.
 
Justus smirked at her, reluctant to speak of leaving. He knew that was the way she wanted it to be. She wanted him to be successful, yet she wanted him all to herself. In some ways, smart and loving though she was, she was a typical eighteen year-old. He let their legs warm each other, and scratched his fingers lightly over her creamy hip and thigh. “I don’t know for sure, Adonna, but word has been getting around that something may be brewing six nights from now,” he answered truthfully. The reality was that he liked being a commander, a soldier, but he too, dreaded the moment when he had to part with Adonna, not knowing if and when he’d see her again.
 
She heaved a little bit of a dramatic sigh and buried her face into his neck. Six nights. That was less than a week from now. She would miss him horribly, she knew that already. She always missed him and she would miss him a hundred times more this time. She kissed his neck softly and looked up at him sadly. "Well, I guess we will have to make the best of our six nights," and then her eyes turned happy and she grinned, "And days." she giggled and pecked his jawline playfully.
 
Justus couldn't help but feel positive about the way Adonna spoke. As much as they hated to separate, she didn't make him feel too bad about it. They were going to enjoy the six days and nights, and hopefully, his information would be wrong about leaving after that. He kissed the top of her head over and over as she pecked at his face. "You're right, darling," he answered. "Let's not sit around here all day. I'm taking you into the city," he declared. "We'll have all night for being in bed together. I'm already looking forward to that, and we've just finished here," he added with a snicker and a pat on her shoulder.
 
She giggled girlishly (as she was still a girl, only 18 after all) and sat up quickly. "Can we go shopping?" she asked excitedly with another giggle. She grabbed her toga and tied it again quickly, running over to her mirror and fixing her hair a little bit. She was glad to go out with him. She didn't go out too often anymore, as they both knew, but she always loved it when they went out together. As soon as he was dressed she grabbed his hand and trotted out to the carriage with him.
 
Justus groaned a long, mock sigh. "You want to drag me shopping?" he teasing in an overly bored voice. He sat in the bed for a few minutes, watching Adonna get ready, before popping up and tying his own toga, and leading her through the house, and out to their fine carriage. He settled in next to her, arm around her shoulder as they moved towards the city center. "You know, now that we have enough servants to care for the house, maybe we should get away for a couple of days before I might have to leave. Maybe I could get us a couple of nights at a friend’s house by the sea," he suggested. "After all, we haven't been anywhere together yet.”
 
She snuggled in next to him in the carriage, her head pressed into the crook of his neck like it usually was. She smiled brightly when he offered to take them away for a couple of days. She reached over and grabbed his hand, squeezing it happily. "I would love that! I've only been to the sea once, but I absolutely adored it. I think I would adore it even more if I got to go there with you," she purred, unintentionally stoking his ego as they made there way down into the city. Once they got there Adonna felt as if she was just flying. She looked at togas, jewelry, oils, spices, cloths, everything. She hoped that Justus was having a good time too.
 
Justus patted her knee and squeezed her hand, promising to do his best to arrange a brief excursion to the sea. "I've been there a number of times, and to other seas abroad," he admitted, "but I don't think any of those times could match up with some time spent there with you. A beautiful woman in a beautiful place," he concluded. He allowed his wife to take the lead to some extent once they were in the marketplace, doing his best not to appear disinterested at first. But as the day wore on, he got into some of the things they were looking at, joking with Adonna and throwing in his opinion on everything, whether she liked it or not. They even stopped to have an informal bite to eat so they could stay longer. Before long, it was almost dusk, and they were climbing back into the carriage to head home.
 
By the time they got into the carriage to go home there was barely enough room in the carriage to fit them both. Justus had allowed Adonna to buy a bunch of things and the packages were all wrapped up and waiting in the carriage by the time they got there. She laughed as she had to half sit on his lap to make room for the packages. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his mouth lovingly. "Thank you for buying me stuff," she giggled at him.
 
Justus snickered at her comment, pulling her all the way up onto his lap, and pecking at her lips. "Ah, it was my pleasure, wife," he answered her. "I'm sure you would have never got along at all without each and every one of these important things," he teased. He was happy that the shopping trip pleased her, though. He leaned in and kissed her more lovingly, allowing his tongue to lick across her lips gently. There was something about a carriage ride that was romantic, in a way, even though it was quite an everyday matter.
 
She giggled as he teased her. She could have easily lived without anything of the things that she bought, but she was thrilled that they were wealthy enough, he loved her enough, and he was gracious enough to buy them for her. She did her best to be frugal all the time because she didn't want him on her case about spending money, but it was no secret that she loved new things. She sighed into his mouth as he began kiss her more romantically, pulling herself closer to him and gladly opening her mouth to make out with him. It seemed that they could never keep their hands off of each other.
 
Their passionate makeout session was rudely interrupted by the halting of their carriage. He quickly pulled his warm, moist lips off Adonna, both of them panting and looking over as the driver opened the door for them to step out. He gave Adonna and little smirk and got out first, extending his hand to assist her out, and letting the driver attend to the packages and turn them over to Cornelius. Before they knew it, he was fending off her feet under the dinner table as usual, while Fatia brought out a warm, steaming, delicious dinner. "Thank you," he told the servant. "You seem to be fitting in here very well," Justus commended her. "Oh, yes, I am, master," the dark girk said with a sweet grin at both of them. "I'm glad you both gave me this opportunity," she told them. "I'll do anything you need here, anytime," she offered generously, before walking back to the kitchen.
 
Adonna loved Fatia's cooking just as she had loved it the other two times she had cooked for them. The girl's cooking was always rich, savory, flavorful, a little spicy but not overpowering, and always cooked to perfection. And as usual she was playing footsy with Justus under the table and quickly becoming aroused. She beamed at Fatia when she finished serving them but turned her attention back to her irresistible husband the moment she was gone. "Husband," she began with a sly grin, "It's nightfall. Didn't you say you had something you wanted us to attend to?"
 
Justus had the exact same thing in mind. His hunger for his wife's love was insatiable. "I certainly did," he said, mockingly pretending she'd reminded him of some important task. "Why don't you accompany me to our sleeping chamber, and we'll take care of that?" he smirked, standing up and taking her hand. He held it tightly and did the leading this time, rather than allowing her to dart off ahead of him. As soon as they were inside, he slammed the door, turned Adonna against it, and picked up where he left off in the chariot, pushing her body against the door as he extended his tongue inside her lovely mouth, searching every part of her warm orifice.
 
She allowed him to lead her into the bedroom, already raring to go. Once they were inside and she was shoved against the door she opened her mouth and sloppily made out with him again. She hurriedly untied her toga, moving away from the door just enough for it to fall down to the ground. Then she picked up her legs and threw them around his waist, pulling him in close to her naked pussy. She felt a teeny bit scandalous right now, the way they always ran to their chambers right after dinner. The servants undoubtedly knew what they were doing in here, especially after the time that Justus had set her up when he licked her.
 
Justus' mouth was getting tired, he was making out with Adonna so heavily. It was literally wearing out the jaw muscles. He loved it though, how she always wrapped her legs around his waist, so confident in his strength and ability to easily support her, which he did effortlessly. He supported her with one hand and the door for a moment, loosing his knot and shimmying mostly out of his toga, the soft yellow candlelight flickering across both their bodies. "What are you trying to tell me you want?" he panted, a ridiculous question, as he slid his hand under her butt and supported her that way, kissing down her neck and chest.
 
She rubbed her feet up and down his back after he'd gotten his toga off. She whined softly when he pulled his lips away from hers but she understood why he did it. Her jaw was tired too but she never tired of kissing Justus. She grinned when he asked her the most obvious question he could think of. She squirmed her pussy on him, intentionally grinding it on his lower stomach. "I want," she said as she leaned down and nibbled at his ear lobe, "your manhood," she purred, pulling at his earlobe.
 
Justus shuddered when her pussy rubbed against his stomach. He wanted so badly to stab at it and ride it wildly. But he was supposed to be her dominant, the one with more control, yet more restraint. If he only did whatever he felt like all the time, the spice could soon leave their relationship. "Maybe you'll have it," he growled back. "After I remind you who your master is here, my love," he said devlishly, spinning around, holding her in midair, her legs still wrapped around his body. Letting go, he tossed her down to the bed, bouncing her milky, naked body on it. Reaching under the bed, he pulled out her collar, a glimmer in his eye. "Take a properly respectful position," he ordered, "while I attach your collar."
 
She squealed when he tossed her onto the bed, scrambling up further on it. Her legs were already partially open and her breasts were bouncing with every move she made. Her eyes widened when he pulled out the collar but she was eager to play that game with him. She quickly got up onto her knees and spread her legs apart a little bit, her pussy proudly displayed for him. She put her hands on the bed in front of her and gave him a little pout, putting herself in her favorite kitty position.
 
By the time Justus peeked back over the top of the bed, Adonna was looking incredibly hot. She knew how to play up the helpless sex kitten for all it was worth. "Very good," he commended her softly, running one hand over her plush bottom and letting a finger dive between her spread legs, touching the slit of her pussy. "Proper submission is always shown by displaying all your assets for your master's pleasure," he explained, his cock now fully hard. Moving around in front of her, he did all he could to resist kissing her full, pouty lips, and fastened the collar around her neck. He had the leash in his hand, but just laid it on the bed for now. "Lie on your back and close your eyes," he ordered her. "I have a little surprise for you."
 
Adonna couldn't imagine what kind of new surprise he could have for her. But after he'd already buttered her up by feeling her ass and pussy and she wasn't about to ruin it by questioning him. She laid back on the mattress as soon as he'd gotten the collar on her. She wriggled her ass a little bit for him once she had laid down and closed her eyes. Her hands were lightly holding on to the sheets as she waited anxiously for whatever surprise he was going to give her.
 
Justus had thought of this idea the previous night, but wanted to start fresh, so he'd been planning it for tonight. He leaned over to the night table, and picked up a tapered candle, feeling it up for size and weight. He'd gotten the idea that dripping some hot wax on his wife's naked body would be something extremely intense and erotic to do. Turning the candle upside down, so that the flame faced towards the bed, he held out his arm, and let a drop of hot, red wax fall onto his forearm as a test. He winced a little, but the burning sensation soon went away, and scraping the hardening wax off his arm, found that the skin wasn't burned. Turning to Adonna, he saw her wriggle her delicious ass, not knowing in the least what was in store for her. He slowly let the candle trail over her chest, and let two red drops fall onto the meaty part of one breast.
 
Adonna's eyes flew open when she felt the hot burning sensation on her body. He'd told her to keep them closed but she couldn't help but open them when she felt the burning. She whined and furrowed her brows, immediately trying to sit up and look at what was happening to her. Then she saw that he was dripping hot candle wax on her. She squirmed a little uncomfortably, but saw that it didn't really hurt at all. It was just very warm. She actually shuddered a little and looked up at him in confusion.
 
"Don't worry," he said soothingly once she opened her eyes. "Your master wouldn't do anything to hurt you," he assured her, pulling the candle away and setting it on the table again. "But I told you to keep your eyes closed," he reminded her. "And you didn't, did you?" Picking up the leash, he quickly tied it to the collar, and the other end to the headboard like before, but allowed her much less leeway. She could only move six inches or so now. "I think you should keep them closed now," he warned. Picking up the candle, he decided to try something different. He let a number of drops fall onto his finger quickly, so it was coated with hot wax. Before it could melt, he dragged the finger down her smooth stomach, around her pierced navel, and almost to her womanhood, leaving a red trail of hot wax. Holding the candle over her again now, he let a few more drops fall on her stomach, before lowering it dangerously close to her womanly folds.
 
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