Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 6

Xena was kept in her cell for forty eight hours, always chained and receiving repeated healing treatment. She was amazed and mortified at how quickly the cruel weals disappeared, preparing her flesh ready for yet more punishment. On the next day, Xena was loaned to Flavia for the day... for her entertainment. Venetia was only too happy to do this for the pretty young Courtier who had suffered so cruelly when Xena had been on the throne. In the usual fashion, on all fours, with chains attached to her nose and nipple rings, Xena was led to Flavia’s quarters. She had been told where she was going and her heart was filled with dread. Flavia was young and had acquired a new viciousness now that she was in a position to exact revenge. Flavia was sprawled on a couch, wearing a diaphanous scarlet gown which revealed her shapely young figure. She was smoking opium through a hookah, which is a water tobacco-pipe. Opium was all the fashion in Venetia’s Court. The Ladies found it heightened their awareness and intensified their pleasures. “The slave Xena,” announced the Overseer. Flavia did not even look up. “Put her in suspension above the couch,” she ordered. “About six feet above it.” “Very good, My Lady,” said the Overseer. Then Xena was made to lie face down on the floor while manacles were fastened to her wrists and ankles. These, in turn, were attached to chains which by means of pulleys, could haul her aloft. Xena was shaken that Flavia should put her in suspension... and she ...

... recalled the many hours of torment she had endured hanging in Venetia’s throne room. What was the purpose of it? Simply to make her suffer, she could only presume. She was going to spend all day with Flavia tormenting her one way or another. Tears of self-pity filled her as the chains pulled her up and swung her over the couch. She took the strain on the muscles of her arms, back and legs. It was painful but, Xena knew, it would get far more painful. Looking down, Xena could see her one-time slave relaxed and smoking happily. She didn’t even glance up once. Flavia had all day to enjoy herself. After an hour, the muscle-strain was becoming acutely painful. Xena moaned. The sound was music to Flavia’s ears. She put her pipe down, lay back and closed her eyes. There was Xena, just above her, suffering more with every minute that passed, and there was she below, relaxed and happy. Perfect! Flavia dozed off for about an hour - partly the effects of the opium. Xena’s moans became more frequent. She tried not to think of all the things she had done, and had had done, to Flavia. Then she suddenly saw that Flavia’s eyes were open. Blue and bright, they were gazing up at her in triumph. “Muscles beginning to ache a bit, slave?” she enquired. “Y-Yes... My L-Lady,” answered Xena weakly. The pain was abominable. And there was no knowing how long that pain would have to be endured. It was entirely at the whim of Flavia. “Good... good...” said Flavia silkily. Then she stood up and, using the ...