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SLAVE GIRL OF ROME
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by Leonardo
Chapter 1
The Captive
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The Roman army under the command of Julius Caesar had attacked
Britannia. It was a full scale invasion as a last ditch effort to
conquer the Island and claim the last remaining lands west of
Rome. The campaign was unsuccessful, but not without some
profit.
Those that had survived the desperate attack were taken as prisoners,
were chained and shipped back to the coast or even taken to the City
of Rome itself. One such unfortunate captive was a young girl named
Helena.
Helena had watched as the Roman soldiers attacked her small village,
butchered the men, brutally raped the women, and burned her village
to ashes.
She had been hiding in the forest with some of the others too
young or old to fight. But the battle hardened men found them
just the same, and she now found herself chained to others by
an iron neck collar and in the back of a metal barred wagon
heading for the ships that would take them to the coast and then
the long journey to Rome.
"If you give us no trouble, you will be treated well", said the
Centurion who had been put in charge of the shipment of slaves.
And sure to his word, during the long weeks to Rome, Helena and
the others were fed regularly, given blankets at night for when
they slept under the summer stars, and not forced to walk but
rode in the back of several wagons. But the thick, iron collars
remained on their necks, and the chains gave them no more than
four feet of space between them.
Helena had always heard that the Romans treated their prisoners
badly, made them walk till they dropped at the roadside, whipped
them unmercifully, and gave them starvation rations. And except
for the heavy collar and chains, she wondered why she was getting
better treatment. She was also curious as to why she was separated
from some of the others and chained to five other young girls
ranging in age from fourteen to twenty. Then one day when they
had almost reached the city of Rome, she found out the
horrible truth...
Caged like an animal
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When they had arrived at the outskirts of the great walled city,
the caravan stopped by a group of small buildings. Across from the
buildings was a large iron barred cage. It was like a jail cell
but stood out in the open and with no roof. The metal bars that
formed it's square twenty by twenty foot shape was all there was
to it, that and some straw that covered its floor.
The six girls were unchained from each other and placed in the cage.
Helena was taken to a spot by one of the guards where she noticed a
large metal ring in the wooden floor. The guard took a six foot
length of chain and with a large plier type tool attached one end
to Helena's collar and the other to the iron ring in the floor.
When all the girls were securely chained, the Centurion came over
and addressed the new slaves of the empire. "You will be given
a good meal and allowed to rest, but first you must be washed so
that you will be more presentable and less offensive to the
nostrils. We want to get the best price for you at the auction
tomorrow."
No sooner had the Centurion finished when two middle aged women
dressed in plain brown tunics approached carrying buckets of water,
sponges and other items.
"You will now, all of you, strip", commanded the Centurion.
All the girls did as they were told except for Helena. Several guards
were standing nearby with lecherous grins on their faces, as the
five girls let their dirty brown coloured tunics drop to their
ankles. Except for the iron collars around their necks, all five
were now totally naked. Some covered their breasts with one hand while
covering their privates with the other, but Little sixteen year old
Helena just stood red faced and shaking with fear and disgust.
"When I say strip, I mean you too", said the Centurion angrily,
pointing at Helena.
Helena just stood there shaking.
"Guards, remove her clothes", ordered the Centurion.
Two guards entered the cage, one guard grabbed Helena from behind
and pinned her arms behind her back, while the other took hold
of her small dirty tunic and ripped it right down the front,
and then off.
Helena now stood naked, with her arms pinned behind her back and
her small breasts thrust out by her awkward position. The guard
standing in front, raped Helena with his eyes. He stared at her
large pink nipples, her slender frame and the red triangle patch
of sparce hair between her firm young thighs and her thick folds
of flesh slightly hidden underneath. He then grabbed Helena's
short red hair from behind her head and pulled down, forcing
her to look up to the sky. "Next time you are told to do
something, you will do it." he breathed on her with foul
smelling garlic breath. A rough hand reached between her
thighs and fondled her painfully as he said it, and then
he let her go and abruptly left.
The guards left her standing there trembling while the two
women entered the cage and proceeded to wash the six naked,
red faced girls.
