<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Patrocles with Cariad – searching the Villa’s living quarters</strong></span><br/><br/>Continuing to walk with Cariad he heard her words and thought,<em>You are too useful to me and to Domina and I would never think to bare my sword at you… there are certainly other parts of me I would like bared to you though.  Perhaps I shall show you some of those soon. </em>Noticing the flush that came and passed he looked lustfully at her.  He watched as his gaze had an effect on her and her large soft nipples began to tighten and harden.  It took all of the will power he could muster not to reach out and begin to fondle her right there and then.  Pulling his eyes from her stunning body, and shifting his loin cloth with his leg and he was able to bring some small comfort and relief from the restrictive feeling it had on his now hard manhood.<br/><br/><strong>No, I think you misunderstand me… you will not be turned out; you are stuck here as much as I am.  However, where you serve, and how are another matter.  You are right; I could persuade Domina to give you a job that is a benefit to you, or to make you a lowly wench whose job it is to clean out the shit pots from the latrine.  Your behavior and attitude will determine where you serve more than anything, but my words will bear weight.</strong><br/><br/>He stopped walking, and turned to look Cariad, studying her quickly, looking at her for a reaction.  Seeing what he wanted he continued,<br/><br/><strong>And I am glad to hear that you do not find me stupid or a cretin; the present house bitch does not share your opinion.</strong><br/><br/>Turning to continue walking he speaks softly and with a calm reassuring voice.<strong>And as for my meaning of incentive, I do not refer to wealth or privilege as I have no need of those here in the ludus, pledges to Domina’s every whim.  What I desire is far more dear… and hard to come by in our station.  I desire a friend; someone to talk with without fear of reprisal, someone to share laughter or tears,</strong>then wheeling about suddenly he stopped to look her directly in her deep eyes, wishing to reach out to her, keeping his gaze fixed on her face and not the portions of her body that he so desired to touch and taste he spoke, almost in a coarse whisper,<strong>or an intimate moment when the mood strikes and opportunity arises.  If you were to be able to fulfill such a desire I would be ever your advocate to Domina.  And if dear Caris were no longer able to perform her duties in the future I would be certain to do all that I could to see you elevated to her position.</strong><br/><br/>Realizing that they now stood against the wall outside the first bed chamber door he leaned in towards her, eyes still locked on hers.  With his left hand he slowly reached towards her hip as it rested against the finely hewn stone.  As he hovered, inches from her face, eyes intense and locked upon hers, his left hand grasped the door handle, and with a push it swung inwards.  Speaking with a cool confidence in his voice and a mischievous twinkle in his eye he beckoned her to proceed.<br/><br/><strong>After you.</strong><br/>