Perverts 'R' Us
Procuring Fair-Haired Girls - Part 1
By Old Boy ( M+/gf+ )
Any resemblance between this story's fictional characters and real people is purely coincidental.
The Procurer:
Porcius Crassus watched the triumphal parade of the Legion on its return to Rome. They were back from a successful military campaign against a tribe of Barbarians far to the north called Frisians. As usual there were the officers riding their horses and the soldiers marching behind them. A forlorn looking Barbarian chief came by being led in chains as the spectators called out insults to him.
Then came a parade of captives taken as slaves, being marched along by soldiers shepherding them. They were all poorly dressed in animal skins and rough homespun garments, savages indeed. But what struck Porcius about these light-skinned people was the large number of them who had fair hair, hues of yellow and red. He smiled as he saw a cart carrying a dozen girls, all with fair hair. They were not being forced to march and appeared to be well cared for. "Ah, Marcius has done well," the fat man thought as he licked his lips.
Such fair hair was rarely seen among Mediterranean people, the world of the Roman Empire. Occasionally there would be a child born among them with such striking hair but it was unusual. As a procurer of beautiful slave girls to please the fastidious tastes of his wealthy clients, Porcius was always on the look-out for rare beauties and exotic creatures. To the Romans such fair-haired captives from distant lands were exotic indeed.
Porcius had heard about such peoples living in the far north and he had contracted with the Legion's Commanding Centurion, Marcius Nerva, to bring him back a dozen such girls if the opportunity presented itself. He would pay a good price for them. After cleaning them up and properly training them the girls would bring him a handsome profit when he re-sold them to discriminating customers.
Satisfied with what he had seen, Porcius retired from the crowd to the comfort of his home. A pretty dark-haired girl named Claudia attended to his needs. She brought him a plate of roast pork, his favorite meat, with a flask of wine. The girl wore a wrap around her waist but her young breasts were bare. She knelt by his side as she served her master.
The fat man toyed with her breasts absent-mindedly as he ate, smearing some grease on them. When he finished eating he wiped his greasy hands off in her curly dark hair. He was in a good mood and so he left some of the roast pork for the girl, inviting her to eat. He even gave her some wine to drink.
Claudia was very happy to receive such a treat. Her master was fat but he could be a kind man, she thought. She stood and shed her wrap, offering her hairless young pussy to him. Porcius grinned and finger-fucked the girl, his greasy fingers penetrating her vagina easily. Because of his size it was difficult for him to fuck girls anymore, but he delighted in finger-fucking them.
He drove his fat, greasy index finger into the girl's hairless cunt. Claudia winced at the initial penetration but then she relaxed and let her master's fingers have their way with her hairless cunt. She placed her head on Porcius' blubbery belly.
Porcius leaned back enjoying the sight of his fat digits working their way in and out of the young girl's pussy. Two of his plump fingers were all he could stuff into the young girl's tight cunt. He arched his thumb and used it to rub the girl's exposed clit.
Claudia stretched out across her master's bulbous leg. She put her head just under his rolls of fat and found his cock. She opened her mouth and sucked as much of it as she could. Her master had quite a lengthy cock but most of it was unreachable, hidden by rolls of belly fat. With her lips she put all the pressure she could on his rod and sucked it, bobbing her head up and down. She could feel Porcius working his fingers in and out of her cunt.
Claudia did not mind being a slave. She ate three times a day, which was three times as much as she used to eat in seven days when she was in Gaul. Deep inside her she knew she would rather be hungry and free but she was still thankful that she had such a kind master.
She knew that soon she would be sold and wanted very much to be bought by a good family, a family she would be pleasing to so that some day she might be free. She sucked her master's cock with zeal. She knew that the better she sucked him the better the family she would be sold to.
Porcius could feel the girl's juices leaking all over his fat fingers. He liked the taste of young girl pussy juice. It was fresher and cleaner than an older girl's. He pulled his fingers out of her cunt. He licked each one until all he could taste was his own flesh.
He planned to sell Claudia to the Magistrate of the Lower Appentine. The magistrate was a good friend of his and had a young son who had just come of age. He knew the young man would treat Claudia well and fuck her a lot.
Young girls like Claudia needed daily fucking. The only thing he was sorry about was he could not fuck her himself. But he knew young Linus would give her all the fucking she deserved. "Yes," Porcius thought, "Linus would definitely enjoy this young girl." He plunged his fingers back into her cunt. He would take great delight in bringing her to orgasm.
Claudia sensed her master was very close to shooting his cum into her mouth. She sucked harder wanting him to fill her mouth full of his cream. He felt his balls rumble and he shot several thick wads of his fat goop into the young girl's mouth. The fat man wheezed like a stuck pig as he came in her mouth, feeding his cum to her.
Claudia had been taught not to miss one single drop. When she swallowed all of her master's load she licked his cock clean as if it was sugar. The only thing that interrupted her licking was her own orgasm. Porcius brought the girl to an intense orgasm, enjoying her reactions as he gave her pleasure. She was becoming more responsive every day, really enjoying her orgasms.
Porcius prided himself on acquiring only the prettiest girls, training them to serve, and then selling them off to men who would not abuse them. His customers knew that if word got back to him that they mistreated their girls he would not sell them any more.
Porcius was a rarity among procurers. Everywhere he went pretty slave girls would recognize the man and smile at him. Most of them considered themselves fortunate to have fallen into his hands instead of other less considerate procurers. His customers knew of his reputation and they did not mind paying more for the girls he had trained. Yes, he was a successful man.
Later that evening, after the honors given to the returning Legion were over, Centurion Marcius Nerva called on him, bringing along the barbarian girls. The soldiers with them locked the girls up in a holding pen in his courtyard. Porcius offered the Centurion food and drink but the man had already been well feted. He did exchange pleasantries and Porcius complimented him on his successful campaign against the Frisians, having seen the girls in the cart as they passed by.
Marcius laughed and said, "Yes my friend, I was able to get these 12 girls for you. I chose them carefully, taking only young and pretty ones with light hair as you requested. They have been treated well on our march back home to Rome. However I may not be able to get more for you. The Frisians negotiated a truce with us. We kept the captives we had already taken, but agreed not to take any more from them. They will recognize the Rhine River as our northeastern boundary with them. They will pay us tribute and we will leave them alone to live in peace."
Porcius was happy to pay Marcius the gold he had promised for the girls. In his mind he figured that the price he would demand for the girls had just doubled, because it would be very difficult to obtain any more such fair-skinned and fair-haired girls to train as concubines. Marcius was pleased with the gold. He and his soldiers left then.
Porcius went out to his courtyard to inspect his new girls, taking along his trusted house slaves to help keep the barbarian girls in line. One of his men from Germania, Karl, knew the girls' language and was able to converse with them. The girls were all chattering in their own guttural barbaric tongue as they knew little if any Latin. They were all frightened, not knowing what was to become of them.
The Germanic man Karl addressed the girls and told them that no harm would come to them. He showed them that they were going to be fed well, giving them food to eat. They had mattresses stuffed with fresh straw to sleep on, and pots of fresh water to drink from. He pointed out a couple of large buckets into which they could relieve themselves. He told them to eat and then rest after their long journey.
Porcius just looked the girls over casually without bothering them. There would be time enough to get acquainted with them after they had a good night's sleep. He noted that most had shades of blonde hair, but two of the girls had red hair, one sort of orange red, the other a fiery red. He had seen many types of hair in his life but the fiery red hair was quite new to him. She should bring an especially high price he thought. Also one blonde had the lightest yellow hair he had ever seen and she should also bring a premium price.
Indeed as Porcius thought about it he figured there was one very wealthy man who might be interested in buying both of these rare girls. He was a collector of exotic animals named Darius Bibulus, a wealthy man given to too much drink. Porcius knew that Darius loved to show off his rare animals to impress his friends, and that would include such girls as these two. Porcius smiled. He would make a fortune from them.
The Slave Girls:
Inge clung to her friend Gudrun as the girls cowered with others in the holding pen. She was able to make out the meaning of the man's words as he spoke their own language with a heavy accent. She saw that he meant to reassure them, telling them that they would not be harmed. That was hard to believe after what they had already endured. She thought back to the beginning of it all.
Inge and Gudrun had been working together filleting fish that the men had caught in their nets. The girls then set the cleaned fillets out on racks to dry in the sun. The dried fish would be carefully stored away to see the village through the coming winter. Meanwhile others were threshing out grain from sheaves that the farmers had harvested. During the coming winter they would be spending much time indoors spinning thread from wool and making homespun clothes. In addition to the sheep they also maintained a small herd of cattle.
The villagers enjoyed a good life living along the shores of the North Sea. They had to work hard but they usually had enough food to eat, unlike some of their cousins who lived in communities further inland. Their villages were enclosed in palisades, with upright poles lashed together and set in the ground. This was a good enough defense against casual raiders who might wish to steal from them, but the palisades were of little use against the army of a determined enemy.
Word had reached the village recently of a great battle to the south. An invading army of the feared enemy called Rome had done battle with their own Frisian warriors. The Romans had won and the rumor was that they were now roaming through the countryside and taking what they wanted. It was said that the alien soldiers spoke a strange tongue that no one could understand. They stole food and other goods, and it was said they raped many young women too.
Inge hoped that she and her friends would not be assaulted by the terrible alien men. Rape was always a danger to be feared when a village was taken by outsiders, even when it might be marauding bands of young men of their own kind. But to be taken by men who didn't even speak their language - that was indeed a terrible prospect. It was enough to make her feel wet between her legs.
Gudrun and Inge were both 12 years old now, both with cute bumps sticking out from their chests, the beginning of their breasts. They knew that they were old enough now that strange men might rape them, unlike little children who were usually left alone. Her mother had warned Inge that if she faced rape it would be better not to fight the man but to give in to him. Men rarely did any real harm to women who cooperated, but they might kill a girl who fought against them.
The girls were aware that the young men of the village were beginning to notice them, their eyes roaming over their developing curves. In another year or two they would be old enough to marry and start families of their own. Inge had pale yellow hair that glimmered in the sunlight. Her best friend Gudrun had red hair that looked like it was on fire when the sunlight struck it. Even in their village where many of the villagers had fair hair these two girls stood out from the rest. It would be their undoing.
Word came from a nearby village that the invading Romans had arrived. Their soldiers were busy raping young women and stealing from the villagers, but at least they were not killing anyone unless they resisted with arms. When the village elders heard this they decided that it would be best not to resist the soldiers when they came, but to greet them peacefully and hope they would not do them harm.
Within the hour a cohort of soldiers did arrive, looking quite splendid in their dark red uniforms and armor. There were a couple of officers with them riding fine horses. The villagers greeted the strangers with their gate open to them, the men bowing down in submission to them. One of the officers smiled as he saw that they would not try to resist his men. There were some villages that did offer a defense, and in that case it was usually necessary to kill a few of the braver men.
The officer gave the order to his men not to harm the people, but to gather up the prettiest young women among them. Soon they had about ten girls and young women together, with Inge and Gudrun among them. The officer looked them over and he smiled at the two girls. He gave some order in his strange tongue and the two girls were taken and set aside from the others.
They assumed that they were to be raped. But instead they were left untouched, and they watched as the rest of the girls were claimed by some of the soldiers. One girl, Hulda, protested and tried to break free as a swarthy Roman grabbed her. It angered the man and he tore her garment from her, leaving her quite naked. He knocked the girl to the ground and quickly tore off his own garments.
The naked soldier got down on the ground with Hulda and proceeded to force her legs apart. The girl was screaming as he slapped her face. That shut her up. His cock was erect and he forced it into her body, raping her hard as she screamed again. Then the man rode her hard, making it hurt the poor girl. The other girls watched terrified as they were held in place by other soldiers. The men all watched and called out encouragements to their comrade as he raped the girl.
Finally he cried out and came, shooting his cum inside poor Hulda. It looked like he might beat her then but the officer intervened and told the man to let the girl go. She lay there naked and weeping on the ground as the man put his clothes back on. The other girls were taken off to the village's thatched roofed huts and there they were also raped. There were a few screams heard, but all in all it was not a noisy affair.
Meanwhile other soldiers went about gathering up some foodstuffs to be carried off with them. However since the village had been surrendered peacefully, the soldiers left them enough food to see them through the winter. When the soldiers with girls finished what they were doing they reappeared with the girls from the huts where they had gone for some comfort and privacy. Inge was relieved to see that the girls appeared to be unharmed. A few were even smiling.
"What was wrong with her and Gudrun?" Inge wondered. Why had they not been taken and raped too? She almost felt disappointed. But as the soldiers formed up ranks preparing to leave the village, the girls discovered that they intended to carry them off as part of the plunder they had taken. Inge resisted the urge to cry out to her mother who was watching with a distressed look on her face, seeing her daughter being taken away.
Sadly the two girls trudged along as the soldiers marched with them. The men were making some remarks about them in their strange tongue and then laughing. Sometimes one of the men would goose a girl or touch her body in some other way, making the girls think that they would soon be raped too. But an officer came along then and he apparently reprimanded the soldiers. After that the girls were left untouched.
After a couple of hours they came to an encampment of a great many soldiers. Another officer came forth from his tent. His uniform was much more splendid than the others, his armor gleaming in the sun, obviously having been carefully polished. Clearly he was in charge of this army. He came and looked over the two girls who had been brought back with the cohort.
Inge could see that he was very pleased with Gudrun and her. She wondered if they had been brought back to the army to be raped by this great officer. Inge could feel herself getting wet between the legs at this thought. But no, the two girls were taken over to a tent where they found other pretty young girls were gathered together. There must be some other purpose behind their abduction from their villages.
That evening all the girls in the tent were fed along with all the soldiers and they were also given ale to drink. Whatever the intention of the Romans might be, it seemed that these girls were going to be well cared for. Off at the edges of the encampment they could see that there were other captives who had been taken prisoner. They were being kept in a makeshift stockade and had no shelter.
There was some distance between the two groups but it appeared that these other captives were only being fed the leftover scraps from the meal, pushing and shoving one another as they fought over the scraps of food. Inge was glad that she was not among that group. She and Gudrun slept together that night, cuddling together for comfort, not knowing what the morrow might bring.
After a hasty breakfast the next morning the army began a long march to the south. That day two more young girls joined the others, 12 of them in all now. Their ages ranged from 12 to 14 - girls older than that were usually married and beginning to raise families. Inge noticed that all of the girls in the group had fair hair. It seemed rather strange because fewer than half of all Frisians had such hair. "Why were there no dark-haired girls?" she wondered.
Inge noticed that all of the Roman soldiers had dark hair, not a blond among them. Then it dawned on her. To these men fair-haired people were very unusual. She and the other girls had been selected precisely because of their light hair. They had been taken as trophies! She told the other girls of her suspicions and when they thought about it, all of them agreed with her.
Whatever was to become of them they were being well cared for at present. The commander of the army, named Marcius, arranged for a horse-drawn cart to transport the 12 girls as they moved south. It was a luxury that the ordinary Roman soldiers did not have, as they had to march along on foot. So too the other prisoners were marched on foot, a miserable group of people who were now slaves.
Before they crossed a large river a group of envoys from the Frisian chiefs came to parlay with the Romans. The army set up a temporary camp and the army leaders met with the envoys. All of the prisoners including the group of young girls watched from a distance. They wondered if the envoys might negotiate their release and allow them all to return home.
It seemed clear after some time that they had come to some agreement. The envoys and army commanders broke out some wine and appeared to celebrate their accord. Then the envoys left them but the prisoners remained behind, disappointed at the outcome. However the Romans appeared to be in good spirits.
One soldier who spoke a little Frisian came by and let the girls know that a truce had been reached between the parties. There would be no more war, but the Frisians would have to pay tribute to Rome. The girls would remain as Roman captives, part of the first tribute paid. Still they could take some comfort in knowing that the Romans would not be raiding their villages again, at least not as long as the truce remained in place.
The long march continued and it took a month for them to reach Rome. Along the way the girls were amazed at the scenery, broad valleys and high hills and then some really high mountains they had to cross. Inge and Gudrun were amazed, never having seen or even heard of such amazing terrain before. They noticed as they descended from the mountains that the weather was becoming much warmer. Their fur garments would not even be needed in this climate.
When the Legion reached the gates of Rome and entered the city the girls were amazed again as they saw the wonders of great buildings that had been built by men. Huge throngs filled the streets cheering on the returning warriors. The girls were awestruck. Surely no other people on Earth could stand against the might of Rome.
Inge noticed that nearly all of the large crowd of people had dark hair. Once in awhile she did see a person with lighter hair, probably a slave like herself. The people were also darker skinned than the people of her village. Indeed there were a very few people who were nearly black, something she had never seen before. Later she would learn that they were people from a distant place called Africa. The people all gazed in awe at the cart full of many fair-haired captive girls, a most exotic sight to them.
If the girls were tired after the long march it was as nothing compared to the ordeal of the other captives who had been taken and forced to march all the way. The weaker ones had died along the way. The girls realized that they were fortunate to have been so well cared for by the Romans. They would miss their homeland and their families for the rest of their lives, but now they would have to see what new lives the Romans had in mind for them.
At Porcius' Villa:
At the conclusion of the triumphal march into Rome the girls were taken to a large villa and put into a pen in the courtyard. By now they had picked up a little Latin and understood simple commands. Inge saw that they were going to be staying here for the night, and tomorrow they would begin to learn the Roman ways Karl told them. He would be acting as their interpreter until they learned Latin. The sooner they learned the language the better for them he said.
After a good night's rest the girls assembled following a light breakfast. They were taken into the villa to an awesome bath where they were told to bathe. There were other young women there to assist them and see to it that the girls were all well scrubbed. After drying off, their bodies were perfumed with a most delightful scent. Then they were given togas to wear, pretty embroidered garments of the sheerest softest cloth Inge had ever seen.
Surely she and her companions were being treated like princesses, she thought. She was amazed. The other women showed the girls how to drape themselves in the togas and fasten them. It would take a little getting used to Inge saw, as a couple of girls wound up awkwardly failing to secure the togas and winding up naked as the garments pooled around their feet. The other girls laughed at the awkward girls, as did the very fat man who had come to join them. Blushing, the girls gathered up the fallen togas and covered themselves.
Porcius and Karl escorted the girls into a large room. Karl told the girls to sit on some benches while he addressed them. He introduced the fat man as their new master, Porcius Crassus, and he assured them that the man was a very prominent Roman citizen. They were to learn to behave like fine Roman ladies even though they were in fact slaves. They were to be trained to become skilled in the arts of love. A few girls gasped at this news.
Those who did well could expect to eventually become the pampered concubines of prominent Roman citizens, living a life of ease. Those who did not do well, who were rebellious, could expect to be sold into houses of prostitution where their lives would be quite miserable he said. Upon hearing this all of the girls became motivated to do their best to learn Latin and the Roman ways.
Karl had the girls come forward, one at a time, remove their new togas and show themselves to their new master, Porcius. The fat man sat on a large padded chair and took his time examining each girl carefully, looking for flaws. He was very pleased when they all proved to be flawless. He would have to send his friend Marcius a gold bonus for having acquired such fine girls for him, he thought.
Porcius and Karl discussed new Roman names for the girls. When the fiery red-haired girl Gudrun came forward and presented herself to the fat man Karl told her that from now on her name was to be Rufina Barbara. He told her that the first name meant redhead which she truly was. The name Barbara sounded pretty but it meant Barbarian. So from now on she was to be known as the red-haired barbarian. Well it was descriptive at least.
When Inge presented herself to the fat man Karl told her that from now on her name was to be Flavia Barbara. He told her that the first name meant blonde, which she certainly was. So from now on she was to be known as the blonde barbarian. After the girls had all been given their new names Karl informed them that their master's name, Porcius Crassus, meant fat pig! That too was certainly descriptive, they all thought.
Porcius smiled and explained why he allowed himself to be known by such a comical name. It was a matter of good business. Customers seeing that he allowed himself to be known that way took it that the man had a sense of humor and they felt more at ease dealing with him. The girls also felt more at ease with such a man as their master.
He further explained through Karl that it was his business to train pretty girls like them to become skilled courtesans who could also behave like fine Roman ladies of high station. In that way they might become the pampered concubines of important Roman citizens, living lives of luxury even if they were still slaves. Indeed it was the best life any slave might aspire to he assured the girls. As they thought about it, the girls decided that they were indeed fortunate.
"It's time for a little demonstration so you girls can see what will be expected of you," Karl told them. He clapped his hands together and a pretty young girl entered the room. "This is Claudia," he said and the girl bowed to them. She had dark curly hair and flashing dark eyes and could be no more that 12 years old. She was wearing a pretty toga too, but deftly took it off and presented her naked body to Porcius for him to caress. She had cute little titties on her chest.
Claudia smiled and spread her legs giving him good access to her hairless pussy and he stuck a fat finger into her. She hunched her hips, fucking herself onto his finger, evidently enjoying it. He did not bring her to orgasm however, he just got her lubricated instead. She bent over and kissed the man on his mouth, a soulful tongue kiss. Then she went over to Karl and did the same to him, kissing him soulfully. The other girls watched, never having seen such kissing before.
The girl helped Karl take off his toga. His large cock wagged at the girls and some of them giggled as they saw it. Claudia dropped to her knees and took the man's cock into her mouth. She gave him a great blow job, sucking him off until he came in her mouth. She pulled away then and showed the other girls her open mouth full of his cum. Then she swallowed the stuff, opened her mouth again and showed them that it was all gone now and in her tummy.
Karl said, "Our master, Porcius, favors me and allows me to participate in these demonstrations, girls. Now watch as Claudia gets me hard again." Again the girl went to her knees before him and she kissed and licked his limp penis, washing it with her tongue. She took it back in her mouth and the girls watched as her head moved from side to side as she stimulated the penis to rise again. Soon she had him up again as she pulled away and showed off the new erection.
Next the girl got down on her hands and knees with her ass up in the air. Karl got behind her and shoved his cock up into her vagina from behind. Then he fucked her doggie-fashion. Some of the other girls exclaimed, never having seen this sort of fucking before except by the farm animals. It took the man awhile to cum this time but Claudia seemed to be enjoying herself, wagging her hips as she was fucked, smiling at the girls, and crying out as passion overtook her.
Claudia came then with a shout, and Karl was right behind her, crying out and cumming with her. The two of them rested for a moment and then the girl turned about and licked the man's cock clean. He then returned the favor, washing the young girl's pussy with his mouth. The two of them kissed and then they were done.
However Claudia then went over to Porcius, somehow found his erection in the folds of his belly fat, and she sucked him off too until he came in her mouth. The girl then got back of her feet, put her toga back on, bowed to the other girls, and left the large room. It had been a most interesting demonstration.
Flavia, formerly Inge, whispered to her friend Gudrun, no Rufina now, "I got all wet between my legs watching that!"
Rufina giggled and whispered back, "Me too!"
Karl said, "You saw me clean Claudia's pussy off with my tongue, girls. However do not expect your Roman masters to do that for you. Most Romans consider that to be a dirty thing to do and beneath them. As for myself, I think they are missing out on a good thing!" The girls all giggled.
Porcius said through Karl, "Claudia is now very skilled at making love as you saw, girls. But just three months ago she was as ignorant of love making as most of you are. She is ready to become the concubine of an important Roman citizen when I find one who is worthy of owning her. In the meantime she will work with you girls and help you learn the craft of a courtesan."
With that done, trays of fruits, meats, and bread were brought into the large room and they all enjoyed a fine feast together. Flavia and Rufina and many of the other girls saw that they were going to be having a most interesting life from now on, although a few girls had their doubts.
To be continued.
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