Sophia explains

(This thread is adapted from 'Sophia Explains' written by watermage. The changes made were mostly for the sake of continuity)

“Please do not blame the sergeant, Captain,” Sophia says. Her voiced has a practiced tone, soothing and conciliatory. Noble women are tutored in such things, to better navigate the social tides of the aristocracy. You wonder what circumstance that tone was supposed to be for – not this one, certainly. The door opens and Cassiopeia and Adriana enter; both looked shocked at the sight of two respectable matrons, naked and cum-stained lying on the bed Sophia bound in loops of chain.

“It was my idea,” she continues, her eyes downcast. “Last night, when you took your pleasure with me… it felt so good! It had been so long since I was treated like a woman! And then this morning, I thought about what you would be doing with my daughter, and with other women you found–” she glances at Cassie “–and I just got so…wet!” Her cheeks redden at this admission, so unsuited to a noblewoman.

“And so you seduced my sergeant?” you ask, still amused. Adriana gasps.

“I… I tried to wait, I really did! I stroked myself until my wrist was sore, but it wasn't enough. So… yes, I went to him. He wasn't you, but still… I begged him to use me, but he refused. Eventually… I persuaded him." You can see the womanly pride in her as she describes what she did.

"I wrapped myself in my husband's chains and knelt at his feet teasing him with my mouth and hair just like Cleon's slaves would please him, eventually Nicia began to help me. She whispered all sorts of dirty ideas into his ear as I squirmed at his feet." You doubt many men alive could have resisted these two.

"As you saw, he agreed in the end. I’m so sorry, my lord. Please, punish me as you see fit, only ta… only -fuck- me as well.” The dirty language is still uncomfortable in her mouth, but she says the word vehemently.

You frown. “There are some masters who would have you whipped for this.” Sophia looks shocked. She must have seen her household slaves punished that way, but it never occurred to her that she could be in their place. “Your problem, Sophia, is that you still think of yourself as a noble of Athenapolis, mistress of this house. You’re not. I am not a harsh master, but you’re my ****, and it is I who decides when you satisfy your desires. You need to learn something about service.”

You turn to look at Sophia's beautiful house guest. She’s a little younger than Sophia, maybe in her early thirties, beautiful with long blonde hair. “Who are you?” you ask.

“My name is Nicia, my lord,” she replies courteously. “I’m an old friend of Sophia’s. I was a guest when…” she blushes, but it seems more coy than true embarrassment. “And now, I’m here to serve you.”

“Good. Now take off her chains.” You tell Nicia "I'd like to see Sophia kneel at my feet as she knelt at my man's."

She shoots a final, imploring look at you, but you are unyielding. And if this incident has taught you anything it’s the need to train your noble slaves. Finally, she kneels and begins to tentatively lick at your feet.

You smile at the scene, and then turn to Adriana and Cassiopeia. “Now,” you say, “There is the question of her punishment.”