Scandinavian leftovers

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One day, Dagmar was following a small stream in a forest. There was a small waterfall near the hills. There she saw a young woman bathing herself. She then followed her. She stayed in a tiny village of seven huts. When she returned back to her small palace, she began to long for the company of that young beauty. Her internal emptiness and her unpleasantness with being without a mate drove her to madness. She even had eruptions of anger for no external cause. She began drinking much wine in order to feel at ease. Two weeks later she went to the same stop and the spotted the same young woman. When she returned she ordered two troops to go to that certain village and to get that young woman to court. They had to tell her it was for a job. The plan worked. Within three days her target was at the court doing slave work. Her relatives were paid 100 Denarii to remain quiet. She had been sold into slavery by her own people without her being aware of it. And she wasn't even aware that was in slavery! 

After two months at the court, after long observing, Dagmar pretended illness. She commanded her target, whom she called Silla, to come with take care of her. Silla came with baked bread and olive oil. She never expected any evil. She didn't even ask why her relatives never came to visit her nor why they never send her any letters. That morning Dagmar made her move. Without much resistance, Silla gave over to the touchings of Dagmar. 

''Mistress, what do you want?''

''You never been touched before?''

''By a man''

''Yes...''

''Just once... it was by my uncle... a long time ago...''

''Did you like it?''

''I was only six.. so.. I don't know.. I guess I did..''

''Anyone else...''

''No... I would often fight or flee... in fear.. if anyone came close..''

''What about now?''

''I don't care... '' Silla undressed herself willingly ''I'm comfortable here at this court. So, if I need to do this, I'll do it.''

Silla undressed Dagmar and surprised Dagmar with her forceful attitude. Dagmar became exhausted when Silla was done with her. Dagmar never intended it to go this way. Dagmar fell asleep. When she woke up, Silla was still undressed, but drinking wine and writing a document. 

''What are you doing?'' Dagmar could barely move ''What are you writing?''

''It's Greek. I learned it from an old friend of mine.''

''What have you written?''

''Dear Caledonian Senators, by Royal Decree, I, Dagmar, Queen consort of Caledonia, Queen of Scandinavia, decree that my freed slave Silla, will be granted the land at the south of the Highlands, near the river, at the beginning of lake Tangius, where also the river Tangius springs. The whole region of Tangius is wealthy with much agricultural land that's not used. I degree a town to be eracted and farmers to be installed to work the land. Half of the harvest will be handed over to Silla, who resides here at the court. She will have the formal power of that town, while the execution is carried out by appointed officials. This is my gift unto her for years of loyal service. The 2000 inhabitants will be obliged to live in the new town and work on behalf of the Caledonii province.''

''You are so ambitious...''

''You think?''

''Committing fraud using my name, in my presence, knowing that it might get you jailed or worse...''

''You are drunk, aged above 70, with youthful looks, widowed twice, pretending that your latest husband is your husband while your husband and the child you have him died years ago..''

''How did you...'' Dagmar was terrified that she knew all about it ''Where did you... who told you?!''

''Nothing remains hidden forever majesty...''

''....'' 

''The first time you gazed at me I saw you in the reflection of the water. I knew you followed me to my village. Two weeks later you were at my village again. Gazing. When the Roman troops came and invited me over to the court.. I knew it was you. I figured out that it would be better to just co-operate. I didn't knew that my family was offered money on my behalf nor that I was formally a slave. When you grabbed my ass this morning, I realised what happened. But... it was too late to run away or cry. So, I made the best of it. And I exhausted you by giving in to all your physical cravings. When you were laying asleep, I thought... why not exploit this situation... I was being exploited anyway. First by my parents... who never wanted me in the first place.. then by my uncle who used me several times as a surrogate wife when I was a child.... and then by the local religious people for doing house chores. Well... this time I was at a palace. So, I decided that I will do the exploiting this time.''

She turned to Dagmar and shew her the document. 

''I only need your signature....''

''You little...''

Dagmar wanted to resist, but... Silla forced her thumb in Dagmar's anus.

''Dont...!'' Dagmar had no idea what she was dealing with ''Stop..''

Silla followed by softely bitng in her hips while still fingering Dagmar's ass.

''Stop...'' Dagmar felt the pleasure building us.. ''wait..''

Dagmar signed the document to appease Silla. 

''Good!'' Silla was overjoyed ''Now I will have my town village!''

''Is this how you treat people...''

''Its not as bad as you've treated me... You wanted someone please your physical urges, you have one. I wanted to be wealthy and a little bit of fame, now I got that too. Or.. you intended to just use me as toilet paper and throw me away?''

Dagmar became silent. She realised now how wicked she had been lately. Not only to herself but also to her environment. She realised that she was reaping what she had sown. Silla put a blanked before her breasts and belly and handed the document over to one of the guards, who in turn handed in over to the Caledoni senate. 

When she returned she drank some of the Rhaetian wine that was left. After that the fear demons that were attached to Silla left her and entered into Dagmar. She became extremely hysterical, yet she couldn't utter any sound from her mouth. Also, her body was so tired that she could barely move. Later that day, after she woke up she saw Silla wearing her expensive clothes. She didn't dare to utter a word against her. 

Since that day Silla became the dominant one in the Caledoni court. Dagmar's past repeated itself. Now it wasn't Pianna that exploited her, now it was a young inexperienced teenage girl. This time it wasn't her parents that handed her over to be exploited. This time she attracted it unto herself by giving space to boredom in her soul. Two years passed. Silla's town was successful. At this time, former governor of Britain and Caledonia, Agricola died in Gaul. Many of the British and Caledoni civilians were happy with his death. They saw him as nothing but a monster that murdered many of their kin. At the same time, many British and Caledoni were thankful that the Roman presence hindered much of the bloody tribal feuds that used to be common. Dagmar, being 74, began to grow grey hairs. She still had a youthful look, but parts of the colour of her hair would betray her real age. The former lover of Dagmar left for Rome. He became the lover of one of the high ranking soldiers. Dagmar was now called ''a leftover from Scandinavia'' by her servants and the Caledonii senators. She only remained at the court and from time to time she would go to the small streams nearby. Borgus often send agents in order to influence the Caledoni court. Many of the Caledoni leaders were bribed by Brogus on a regular basis. The Romans in London only cared if Caledonia served their need for stability on the British isle. The Romans didn't want women on the throne, so when the news came out, years later, that Friso was dead, the London Senators became upset. They wanted to install a formal governor upon Caledoni and abolish the client kingdom. Silla send messengers to inform that within a month a solution would come. While Silla was eating cheese together with some other friends, she had a solution.