Damn Rebecca! Half of the times, she managed to infuriate him. The other half, she just simply drove him completely mad. He didn't have time for this.
When he was done putting on his shirt and trousers, and brushing his hand through his mushy hair to smoothen out the dark curls, he turned back to face her once again.
"I'd really love to stay and chat more with you Becca. But I really must get going now" He picked up his whip and secured it in place, at his side
"Oh how I wish you'd somehow, one day, get to whip me with that whip of yours Sebby. Just like you whip them. Whip those young, beautiful, helpless women. They must be so lucky. Screaming under your brutal onslaught. Moaning secretly" Rebecca moaned out, seductively biting her lips
"Are you—? Fuck, I can't believe this. You think I whip those women for the pleasure of it? Those are criminals. They've done one bad deed or the other, to this city. And I only whip them — mete out punishment to them, on your orders. You think I take pleasure or fun in this? They are being punished, as direct orders from my Queen, not to be exhibited as sexual displays in flogging" he grated out, pining her with an angry look, until he watched her flinch. He finally nodded in satisfaction, as he saw her step back, uncertainty painting her expression. It was better for him, better for the both of them, when she feared him. Or didn't forget understate the power he wielded. They way, they'd both stop crossing drawn lines, and stepping on each other's toes.
"You're right Seb. I'm sorry. That was going too far. Although you would agree with me yes, that some people come for the caning, just to get their sadistic, masochist minds off, about seeing a public scene where pain is being beautifully meted out, and yes, as per my orders, like you say." She tried to reason in a soothing tone, before firming her resolve, to say her next sentence. "Can you just promise me one thing Sebastian? Promise me that when you get back, you'll make love to me one more time. I've missed your touch so much, Sebastian. It's been long since we last rumpled in the sheets together. And anytime I ask you, you're either too busy, or you're tired, or you're simply not in the mood.... Don't you want me anymore? You're tired of me? But I thought we used to be so good together. Yes you're thirty, a fine young man, and I am five years your senior, but the age never seemed to matter between us before, but if it's the age..." Her lips trembled, her eyes became teary
Sebastian had to stare upwards aimlessly. He silently prayed to the universe, anyone at all, to grant him patience in handling this woman
"Listen Rebecca.... Queen Rebecca. You are an incredibly beautiful woman, and yes, even at thirty five. Don't let anybody else, make you feel otherwise, or doubt yourself. Not even me. For no man is worth it, and no man is truly worth you, a Queen. We are all your loyal subjects, pledged to do your bidding. I've just been really occupied as of late. I've lost interest in most of the things I used to do before. But you can easily take anyone you want, as a lover. You are still Queen Regent of Florence after all. And there are other gentlemen in the Gentlemen's court. Agile ones. Who are vying and clamoring to fuck you. Stake their claims on your body, and have you care for them, or ensure that they become your favorites. And oh, I can assure you that they will be able satisfy you in ways you can't imagine. I've known most of these men since childhood. They don't joke with the women in that beds, especially when she's their Queen. If it's sexual gratiation you want, you will be well and truly gratiated" he tried to soothe the mixed feelings he could read in her eyes. He also realized the exact time, a unshakable resolve, formed in that chaotic mind of hers.
"But they can't satisfy me in ways only you can Seb. You are the best of them. The best gentleman of the court. The most affluent. The richest. The most handsome. The most endowed, and definitely the most powerful. The list is endless! And I am the Queen. Shouldn't I deserve the very best, like you say? Shouldn't I go for it? We belong together, you and I, Seb. There will be no other woman worthy of you, than me, and you know it. Just the same way, there will not be ant other man worthy of me, and my body" she affirmed
"Yes, that may be true. But who says I need a woman at all? Much less a worthy one? You can see yourself out, Becca. I won't be seeing you, nor rumbling in any sheets at all, today. Not with you, or with anyone for that matter. But I would however, make it up to you on another day. That I can promise you. You won't even have to find me. I'll come look for you myself. And you and I both know that I never renerge on a promise." he replied solemnly, and watch her break into a full-on smile.
He simply shook his head, before walking out of the room. Only glad with himself that he could at least, temporarily curb that situation.
"Yaaaay!!!" "Rooooarrrr!!!" "Yessssss!!!" the crowds more than cheered, when Sebastian stepped outside of the court, to the opened field, where the public caning would be taking place. Thousands of persons, too many to count, had come to watch the public caning, like they always did. A gypsy being caned, for some reason, had become a thing of joy and excitement for this damned city.
"Good for her!"
"She's going to finally be getting what she deserves!"
"Them damn gypsies. Fuck it! Fuck it all!"
"Been running around everywhere, acting like the whole world was theirs, and doing whatever they wanted. Like they owned the damned fucking place when in truth, they're barely humans
"Serves them right. She ought to be killed even"
"I heard she made an assassination attempt at one of the Queen's guards"
"The Queen is graciously merciful to only have her caned, and not fucking slaughtered!"
Different murmuring were going around the place, as the people conversed between themselves. The sounds were almost deafening, as different snippets of starting and ending conversations emanated through the guresomly stale, damp, afternoon air.
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