Post by Kamenwati on Mar 4, 2012 13:58:24 GMT -6
SL Part 7g - A Change of Tides - The Stand In
"I have but an idea, to aid in your plans. I fear my darkened skin and hair to that of the lightness of my ladies hair and skin would give me away. There is one within the kitchens, who would suit in your needs much greater then I, and would be believable considering I flank my mistress side on most of her ventures, to be absent would raise suspicion. Diona is of same hair and skin quality of your wife and would work to purpose. I daresay she would welcome to change. Even if it is to lounge at bed and appear ill with child bearing."
Her hand moved to touch Kam's arm and her head rose to look him within the face. "I would happily lay down my life for that of my mistress, or you... it is not out of fear that I offer another in my place. Would it not be better to have yet my eyes watch out for such attack rather than be the device of it? I would speak with Diona, if it is your wish and see your will done." Her hand caressed gently at his arm. "I would see our lady restored with the quickest of ease and devoid of present danger. It is my only wish...to ever please you..."
His mind burned with the memory of her nude body… If nothing else, she had given him that… and he paced around the room… luckily, his hard appendage was hidden by the flowing robes… “Suit his needs more than she?” …had she dare say that? What suited his needs…? ... his most beloved wife was precariously with child and neither of them were able to enjoy the other’s body as man and wife… and his desires would mentally take this slave time and time again, attempting to wear it out completely… He could smell her… he’d close his eyes and sense that she was there… only to open them and she merely passed by…
Now his wife was on her way to his home… to be cared for properly… and he, left with the slave to cover the Lady’s absence… and thought his back was to her, he listened and the dark brown hair moved as he nodded his affirmation of the plan being modified. “Niemah… seek this woman…. Bring her to me and let us see if the plan will work…”
Niemah was not unaware of his desires even though the hardness of him was hidden by his robe. She had learned well at the hands of her former mistress how to spot the lusts of men and subsequently how to use them but she was not in that home any longer. Still, she could imagine herself laying hand upon him, bowing to knees to take him into her mouth and bring him to pleasure even as he stood there bowing his head in agreement and calling her to bring Diona to him. Just as he could imagine the things he would do to her body, so was she, imagining what it would be like to take her master to his bed and relieve him of the obvious tortures of denying his lust. "As you wish" She spoke bowing her head and quickly left the room.
And her hand was yet again soft upon his arm… and he turned around… his chocolate brown eyes veering side to side, up and down her person… he grit his teeth… Oh the things he wanted to do to her… His resolve was diminishing… and their residence together had only started… “Damn Briseis…” he murmured everso softly… “Tis hard…”
On her way to the kitchens, Niemah checked on the house slaves and the duties they still performed in keeping the Villa spotless and well kept. She moved here and there, seeing the laundry folded properly, the floors scrubbed and spots removed. She saw that the pool in the atrium within the middle of the villa was being removed of long standing water and replaced with new. As she moved here and there, she saw Hassan in passing and her ever present smile would weaver, how she wished to give him the evil eye ever since he had made fun of Briseis but for the most past she ignored him and moved on to the kitchens which were bustling with activity in making lunch and also moving on to preparing for dinner to come.
Diona was working in the corner of the kitchen peeling Zucchini in the corner. Niemah dismissed the others and then approached the girl. Her hair like golden wheat in the fields, skin milky from a life in doors. She would pass for Briseis especially shrouded as their master had planned and Niemah could keep a watch on the girl and pray to the Gods no harm would come to her. "Diona, you are to come with me. The master wishes to see you..."
She advised Diona not to speak unless spoken to as they went back to Kamenwati chambers. She told her nothing of the plan for it was not her place to reveal them and when they reached Kamenwati again, both women knelt side by side and waited instruction.
Kamenwati stood still, his robes hung from a hidden muscled frame. And when both Diona and Niemah approached and knelt before him, he simply turned and headed for his pillows. Sitting down he motioned them to near.
He looked at them in silence… no emotions expressed, no facial expression offered… then in his baritone voice that flowed like honey… “Diona… I sent the Lady Briseis away for her health… I fear her life is in danger from assassination here… I know of the Emperor’s plan… and am ready to thwart it… This is why you have been brought before me…” he smiled and his hand raised to touch her face. “You look so much like Briseis… for now you shall become her… in her stead… You shall wear her clothes, and act as if you are pregnant…moving slowly and carefully… yu shall wear a veil and I shall say it is due to your, her, complexion with child…” He forced a smile but it faded quickly. “This is dangerous… but if you listen to everything I say, heed, and ne’r falter, yu shall come away unharmed, and the Emperor shall be undone…”
His brown eyes veered to Niemah… “Serve this woman as yu would the Lady Briseis… and be wary of where Mathayus is at all times when I am not around…” A smile crossed his face… a virile man as he and before him were two beautiful women, scantily dressed… He inhaled deeply and then motioned them to go.
