<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>Livia and Caris</em></span> - on the Balcony</strong><br/><br/>Caris attempted to take no notice of what was happening between Patrocles and Livia, it was strange that whenever she viewed their intimate moments she became increasingly aroused by it and found herself often wondering what it would be like to have him penetrate her in the same manner. It was most likely these imaginings that made her dislike him greatly, what was the point in desiring what was always unattainable. Better that it should then be believed that she held animosity in vast quantities for him instead.<br/><br/>She watched as himself and the female servant left and almost let a snarl from her lips but Livia petted the cushion beside her again and Caris moved to kneel there. Lifting her hand beneath the Domina's skirts she stroked her legs as she knew Livia wanted her too. There was only ever one reason that the Domina ever wanted Caris to kneel beside her. Her warm hands moved up between Livia's thighs and stroked softly nearing herself to the beautiful woman's nether lips. Livia was already moist and Caris smirked to herself, knowing that Patrocles had missed out greatly indeed. Gentle strokes ensued but she kept her gaze averted as was protocol, she knew how to bring Livia to orgasm with a few deft touches and adapting them now, she delighted in the small whimpers of pleasure that escaped her.<br/><br/>Livia's eyes remained focused on the fight below, her hips rocking sensuously to the ministrations of Caris's fingers. Her own fingers sought the woman's exposed breast and began to pinch her nipple hard, hissing lightly as her orgasm neared. Rolling Caris's nipple between her fingers, she tugged hard as her body tensed and clenched. Gripping her orgasm and holding tight to it as they fought with the heat of tigers on the sands. Finally appeased she waved to Caris who used her hand to gently clean Livia before moving away from her.<br/><br/>Her Domina stood up and frowned at the ongoing battle, then raised her hand.<br/><strong>"Stop. Desist now. Stand apart and drop all weapons, I am moving to the sands. Do as requested and you shall not be punished" </strong>she had no intention of going anywhere near the two until she was assured of her safety. With Patrocles about the house, she would have to rely on the Roman soldier for her protection against any down there. Her keen eyes watched them, waiting while Caris standing in the background licked at her fingers, savouring the taste of her Domina.