This short story is an entry in the 2003 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Period
Speechless
By
Joe Whatever
"That new slave master doesn't waste any time" Rufio said. "He's only been here 10 minutes, and already he's already giving one of the new slave girls a taste of Roman discipline!"
"Which one?" Barnabus asked.
"I'm not sure...a new girl, I think", Rufio replied. "She was locked in the stocks, so all I saw was her bottom".
"Probably her best feature!" Barnabus guffawed.
"Quite possibly", Rufio agreed. "Her bottom was round and firm, and her skin was soft and fine". "I'd say she was new to the collar." "Perhaps she's a patrician who got enslaved when her husband forgot to pay his taxes." he snickered.
"Those type usually howl up a storm the first time they feel the strap", Barnabus observed casually.
"This one didn't say much", Rufio replied. "She just make little squeaking noises, like she couldn't speak." "The slave master ordered her to state her business, and she just squeaked at him!" "So into the stocks she went!"
"Tunic up, undies down!" Barnabus guffawed.
"Well that's the strange part, now that you mention it", Barnabus replied thoughtfully. "She wasn't wearing a tunic." "But she was standing on top of a blue bath towel".
"A bath towel?" Barnabus laughed. "In Jupiter' name...."
"Yes, and it was a big fluffy towel too", Rufio continued. "Perhaps she stole it from the Master's closet." "Slaves are natural thieves."
"Still, the new slave master didn't seem to mind her state of undress", Rufio chortled. "When I left he had put down the strap, and he was putting that tight little bottom of hers to other uses!" "You should have heard the squealing sounds the little piglet made when he slid inside her!" he said with a hearty laugh.
The men's laughter was interrupted by the arrival of the Master. "Have you seen my wife?" he asked. "That stupid new girl forgot to leave out her tunic!" "My wife was so angry she ended up marching down to the slave quarters, strap in hand, wearing nothing but a blue bath towel!" "I warned her she shouldn't be running around that way when she has laryngitis." "She'll catch her death of cold!"
Rufio and Barbarnabus jaws dropped and they stared at their master dumbly.
"Can't anyone in this house speak?" the master mumbled as he wandered down to the slave quarters.
The End
© Copyright Joe Whatever, 29 August 2003
Reviews
Sir Hal <janhaltn(at)earthlink(dot)net>
I loved this story. One of the few stories that pushed the majority of my buttons all at one time. I love the word pictures. I loved the twists and turns. I was very disappointed when the story ended. I wanted more and more. I can not think of any suggestions that I could make to improve this story. I would love to sit down and talk with the author of this story. I bet we think alike. There was even a tempo to the story that I enjoyed. There must be a second chapter to this and a third, fourth.... Maybe I should cool the review a little so nobody can figure out how I rated this story. Guess it would be wrong for me to say that this was the best story that I have read during this SSC before the contest is officially over. But it is.
Pam <PamiMac(at)aol(dot)com>
Difference premise but the old lech is traditional. This feels a bit contrived to me. I do think the author though is technically a good writer.
Mary <GemLadi(at)aol(dot)com>
This story was hilarious. I loved it and can't wait to read what happened next.