Atlantis 2: A Queen to Be

Chapter 14

Celindria saw him as a conquest. She had been a slave for 15 of her 25 years. Her mother was a local woman who worked in the bath houses for the rich & noble. Her father was unknown. Giving her no chance for a good life after her mother was murdered by one of the lords wives that she tended. In Celindria's eyes the woman received no punishment for her crimes. She could claim rights to justification under her wealth & status where as Celindria's mother could not. Celindria having no family to go to and no money to give her status was given over to the discretion of the woman who had killed her mother. The decision of the magistrate was to make the woman who murdered her mother be burdened with the life of the child orphaned by her act. The woman made no effort to make up for her act. She immediately had Celindria sold to the workhouse master as a slave to do with as he saw fit. Given her mothers profession the workhouse master spared no expense on her purchase. "She's young enough to break her in right." he boasted. He licked his lips and rubbed his hands together like a hungry jackal when he bought her. " Now then. All business involving my house regarding this whores bastard is concluded?" The woman asked. "Yes I will remove her and any belonging she possesses from your home at once." The workhouse master said eagerly. "Go and retrieve any belongings you have. If there is anything of value it will be sold to tend to your keep. Anything else will be discarded. You are a slave now and slaves do not get to possess belongings until they have earned them. Understand?" The workhouse master scolded. "But what of my mothers necklace? Its all I have left of her. Other than two sets of cloths that's all I have.' Celindria pleaded.

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"I should make you give it to the mistress of this house for any expense your presence has caused her but I think I will hold on to it instead and if you are a very good little whore I might give you the opportunity on your back to earn its return." The workhouse master licked his lips in anticipation. She never saw her mothers necklace after that day. She had endured a lot from the work house master & his dogs hoping to one day have it returned. After a couple of years of trying both the hope for the necklace and the light in her eyes both went away as her concluded that this, the life of a whore to all the workhouse master and his brutal under achieving would be managers or anyone else he decided could stick their useless cock in to her was all she would ever be.
She had been at the workhouses for fifteen years now and had been assigned as a bath servant to the king for going on seven years. She enjoyed being at the palace. It was the only assignment she never had to report back to the work house while she was there. She never had to endure the cruelty of the workhouse manager or the animals he employed. The king was kind and gentle. He was never rough on her and never made her do anything she was not ok with. She enjoyed her job here. But then again who wouldn't? She was assigned quarters at the palace. She got to have things of her own provided she was able to get them herself. Gifts were not permitted to slaves. Even though Ranist had slipped her a bobble here & there when he felt she had earned a little appreciation for her exceptional care of him. She never complained nor refused him. His request of her to tend to Maximus made her almost giggle with delight. His will was her honor to carry out and to do so she definitely would with a smile.
"Come on now. Don't tell me the mighty Maximus, champion of the arena & soon to be king of all Atlantis is scared of a little slave girl showing her appreciation? Hmmm." Celindria teased as she slowly started twords Maximus. Her movements were seductive & full of intention. Of arousing him was her intent. She had let her braid go behind her back giving full view of her body. Maximus was awe struck as he looked at her crossing through the water to him. His eyes traced every line of her body slowly. Her breasts were large, fully peaked & crowned with nipples that begged for his touch. Soft & pink. The closer she got to him the harder her nipples got. Her hips were perfectly proportioned to her frame giving her the hour glass frame that men went crazy for. She was shaven clean of all body hair allowing there to be nothing to hide of her more inviting parts. Even though that part was beneath the waters surface the clear water gave full view to him. Maximus tried to speak but nothing would come out. He was so in tranced by her his mind would not let his mouth form words to protest her intent.