Cleopatra
Part 7
She maneuvered and pushed until her nose burrowed it's way through the
thick, rubbery lips of Calpurnia's exposed vulva. Calpurnia pressed on
the back Cleopatra's head until her nose was firmly wedged in the
fringes of her love pocket. "There you go, hold it right there." "Now,
take one deep breath, through your nose." The strong musky odor burned
the membrane as it whistled through her nostrils. "Good girl, now
another." "And another." "And another." "Thats enough for now, but you
had best remember my scent, in the future you may be required to
identify me out of a very large group, while blindfolded." "Failure to
do so will result in severe punishment." "Have you ever made love to a
woman?" "No mistress, I havn't" "Well, you are the proclaimed goddess of
love, I am sure that you will do just fine, at least I hope so for your
sake, anyway." Cleopatra cowed as Culpurnia slashed the wiry rod into
the bed covers, right beside her prostrated form. Cleopatra wasted no
time going for Calpurnia's pea-size organ, she could already taste the
early secretions of her rapidly lubricating cunt as she flicked the
pulsing clit with the tip of her darting tongue. "AH, AH. no you don't,
use your lips, kiss it, pretend it's Marc Antony." Cleopatra pressed her
succulent mouth tenderly against Calpurnia's gaping pink slit and humbly
paid homage to her mistress. She nibbled, flicked, licked and sucked
the older woman into a wild frenzy. Calpurnia's head was thrown back in
pure ecstacy, her fingers clawing into the bed covers like vicious
talons. She prayed to the gods that the euphoria would last forever but
the impending explosion was not negotiable. She stiffened and moaned,
her gaping mouth gasping desperately for air as her floodgates
surrendered to Cleopatra's irrepressible tongue lashing. Calpurnia's
wildly constricting pussy spewed wave after wave of her hot boiling
juices until at last her reservoir was fully spent. A purring Calpurnia
took several minutes to catch her breath, allowing an exhausted
Cleopatra to lay submissively between her wide spread thighs, her face
hidden shamefully in the bed covers. After awhile, Calpurnia pulled
twice on a long braided cord, extending down from the ceiling. Almost
instantly, four young girls wearing slave tunics entered the room. Only
a few days ago it would have been absurd to even imagine that mere
slavegirls would dare touch Cleopatra, the reigning Queen of Egypt, but
touch her they did. They manhandled her, dragging her from the bed, her
entire lower face glutted and smeared with the pearly essence of
Calpurnia's pungent smelling secretions. Her leather bindings were
quickly replaced with two lengths of chains. A six inch chain connected
her wrists behind her back and an eighteen inch chain connected her
ankles, hobbling her movement but allowing her to walk. They forced a
large ball of cloth material into her mouth and secured it in place with
a scarf which they tied firmly at the scruff of her neck. Cleopatra
twisted and pulled at her chains when they placed a black cloth sack
over her head, her rantings muted by her gag, "NNNNNGGGGNG."
"NNNNNNGGGNG." Cleopata stood frozen, in muted darkness, at the mercy of
her captors,but none was forthcoming. The four of them horsed her into a
heavy, metal chastity belt. It consisted of three parts, all connected.
A thin metal belt encircled her waist, connected to that was a shield
that covered her entire pubic triangle, then an even thinner band was
attached to the bottom of the shield and ran between her thighs and then
was drawn deep and tight into her anal cleft and then padlocked to the
back of the belt. Just then the black slave who had helped Calpurnia
with the abduction came in carrying a leather collar and a leash to
match. Calpurnia smiled. "I see that you came prepared." "Have to keep
your pets under control." Calpurnia laughed out loud, speaking
sarcastically. "Oh, I think she's under control alright."
