From: daviderl31@yahoo.com   
      
           [a particularly long chapter -- graphic F/F sexual descriptions,   
   possibly an X rating for this chapter]   
      
                               Chapter Four   
      
                           Gabrielle and Domina   
      
      
   Despite having trouble falling asleep, Gabrielle found herself roused from a   
   sound sleep well before daybreak. She was instructed to bathe again, to   
   dress, to eat, and then to help Antea as she scrubbed the floors and walls   
   of the villa; Domina, she was told, had a compulsion with clean walls and   
   floors.   
      
   Just before the midday meal, a slave girl named Marsa came to Phaedra,   
   telling her that Domina wanted Gabrielle to come to her.  After Gabrielle   
   quickly donned a clean tunic, Phaedra instructed her – "Do not speak unless   
   spoken to. Every answer, every question must end with 'Domina'. When you   
   leave, you will never turn your back to Domina – you leave the room facing   
   her, eyes down."   
      
   Nodding her understanding, Gabrielle followed Marsa, being especially   
   vigilant as to the route they were taking, noting every turn, every room   
   they passed, and the placement of the guards. When they arrived, Gabrielle   
   was surprise to find they were in Lucretia's bed chamber. She was lying on   
   the bed, wearing a red, sheer, see-through garment opened at the sides, and   
   nothing else. As they entered the room, Marsa bowed her head, then backed   
   out, leaving Gabrielle to stand a man's height from the foot of Lucretia's   
   bed, and under close inspection. For what seemed too long, Gabrielle could   
   feel Domina's eyes on her, and the urge to look up almost overpowering, but   
   she fought it.   
      
   "Raise your eyes and look at me," Lucretia finally said. And when she did,   
   Gabrielle saw that her hair was no longer red, but straw blond, similar to   
   her own. "Why is it that your companion resembles me so?"   
      
   It wasn't the question Gabrielle was expecting, and she was at a loss of   
   what to say. But knowing she had to answer, she finally said, "I – I have no   
   answer – Domina. An amazing coincidence, I suppose."   
      
   And again, Gabrielle found herself being closely scrutinized, as if she was   
   merchandise inspected before purchase, which in fact was what she was. Then   
   Lucretia said, "Remove your tunic."   
      
   Gabrielle slipped it over her head and let it fall to the floor. For a half   
   dozen breaths there was silence, then Lucretia said, "You have little fat on   
   you, life on the road isn't an easy one, I presume."   
      
   "No, Domina, it is not."   
      
   "This Xena of yours," Xena being said in a repugnant tone, "you were   
   lovers?"   
      
   "Yes, Domina, we are - were."   
      
   "Do you think me as beautiful as she?"   
      
   Gabrielle had to think fast – Lucretia was leading her into a lethal trap.   
   "More so with your blond hair and fair skin. Both are most appealing."   
      
   Lucretia didn't answer, but from her small smile, Gabrielle knew it was the   
   right thing to say.   
      
   After another short while, Lucretia said, "Turn around, let me see the back   
   of you."   
      
   Gabrielle made the turn, aware that Lucretia was studying her again. The she   
   heard the bed creak and felt Lucretia's body heat as she neared her. Then   
   she felt her shoulder-length hair being lifted, and heard the sniff as   
   Lucretia smelled it, and made a demeaning noise.   
      
   "You will tell Phaedra that from today forward you are to bathe and shampoo   
   with lavender scented soap, I have a particular fondness for its fragrance."   
      
   "Yes, Domina, I will tell her."   
      
   Gabrielle then felt Lucretia's finger tips as they trailed down her back to   
   her buttocks and back up again. Then she felt fingers and thumb as they went   
   around her upper arm.   
      
   "Make your arm hard," she was instructed, and Gabrielle tightened her bicep   
   and triceps together. "Almost as a man's," Lucretia commented. "Turn   
   around."   
      
   Gabrielle turned back to face her, and they stood barely a hand's width   
   apart, making Gabrielle especially   
   uncomfortable, but she knew not move away. As Gabrielle stared at Lucretia's   
   upper chest, she dared not look up into her eyes, she saw the sheer fabric   
   fall to the floor. Lucretia took Gabrielle by the wrist and placed her hand   
   between her legs at her crotch.   
      
   "You know what to do," she said, and Gabrielle slowly began to massage and   
   manipulate Lucretia's center of sexual pleasure.  After a very short while,   
   Lucretia said in a panting whisper, "My knees grow weak," and she backed   
   toward the foot of the bed,  a grip still on Gabrielle's wrist, holding it   
   in place, and as she sat on the bed, she pulled Gabrielle to her knees. And   
   as she fell back on the bed, with her free hand, she grabbed a handful of   
   hair, and pulled Gabrielle's face into her crotch.   
      
   At first Gabrielle almost resisted, then the thought came to her – as   
   unpleasant as this was, perhaps it would ingratiate her to this woman, and   
   somehow it would help her and Xena's situation. And even though Lucretia   
   smelled and tasted nothing like Xena, Gabrielle began to enthusiastically   
   kiss, lick and suck those especially sensitive areas. And as she did so, she   
   could hear Lucretia moan in a raspy whisper, "By the Great Cunt of Juno, do   
   not stop!"   
      
   It didn't take much longer for Lucretia to approach her orgasm – Gabrielle   
   knew what fueled Xena's passion and put this knowledge to great use. Then   
   suddenly Lucretia grabbed Gabrielle's head with both hands and pulled her   
   tighter into her crotch, rocking and humping against Gabrielle's face.   
   Gabrielle found that both her nose and mouth were covered, making it   
   impossible for her to breathe, but as she tried pulling back, Lucretia's   
   legs surrounded her head, holding  her fast. Gabrielle's struggles to   
   breathe only seemed to flame the fires of Lucretia's passion. And even   
   though her ears were covered by Lucretia's inner thighs, Gabrielle heard her   
   screams of ecstasy and release, and just as Gabrielle thought she would pass   
   out, Lucretia's grip released in exhaustion, and she was able to breathe   
   again – panting almost as much as Lucretia.   
      
   Lucretia was lying spread-eagle on the foot of the bed, her feet on the   
   floor, with Gabrielle on her knees between her legs, but as she moved to get   
   up, Lucretia grabbed her again by the hair.   
      
   "You leave when you are dismissed," she hissed breathlessly.   
      
   "Yes, Domina."   
      
   "Now, help me to the head of the bed."   
      
   Gabrielle had some trouble moving the fatigued woman, but when her head was   
   on her pillow, Lucretia pulled Gabrielle partially on top of her, She put   
   Gabrielle's left hand over her right breast and her left leg between hers   
      
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