First Encounters

[Sibyl]

love is a dangerous game

Sibyl had not yet had anything to do with the Gladiators or those in training in the ludus where she now resided. She had been very careful to keep her head down and do everything that was told to her. She believed that being small and unobtrusive would probably server her as well here as it had in the villa she had been born in. She still felt scared and unsure about everything around her, but she believed she was making a friend in Melitta as the other woman never yelled at her and had been incredibly kind to her.

So, she was ill prepared when she was asked to go to the residing area of the Gladiators to deliver wine to one of them that had recently returned from a successful fight.

She managed to deliver the wine and almost extracted herself from the presence of the man that for some reason thought she was his reward when she heard others approaching. She was very sure that if the Domina thought she was giving body over to one of them men she would be punished or possibly sold in an auction. When the man was drinking more of the wine, Sibyl managed to pull away from him to exit from the room he was in and started to walk through the yard. She stuck to the shadows, not wanting anyone else to see her and possibly mistake the reason she had ventured from the house.

She had been so set on keeping her eyes down and staying as small as possible to blend into the shadows that she was not prepared for someone to stop in front of her and she walked right into them.

She stumbled back, barely managing not to trip over her own two feet and land in the dirt. She looked up and up even further until she recognized the man she had walked into.

Barca. The Beast of Carthage.

She had heard much of him from others in the house and she had been told that her best chance of not being harassed in the training yard or the area that was the living space of the Gladiators.

"Apologies, sir," Sibyl said, lowering her eyes in obeisance as quickly as she could manage. "I meant no insult. I was not paying close enough attention and I will never do such again."

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[Barca]

A victory in the arena was being celebrated among his brothers. Barca did not often separate himself from such an occasion, and would join them presently. It had been some time since the loss of Auctus. He knew his lover had died honorably in the arena, but the loss had reminded him all too much of his first lover lost: Cyprian. And just like Cyprian, Auctus would never be forgotten. Time would help heal, but a part of his heart would always be for the ones he had lost. Yet what remained, was already finding interest in another slave he had taken notice to. One who was fairly new, and had caught the Beast of Carthage's eye. He was now among them to celebrate as he was stationed in the household.

With Barca's high ranking position among the Gladiators, he thought to seek time with the man by making request to Dominus. But first, Barca wished to know more about him. It was such thoughts that had distracted him from taking notice of the woman who collided into him. Though she staggered, he stood firm, completely unaffected by the collision as he locked eyes onto her, that oh so typical stern Barca expression. She offered apology, and spoke of it not happening again. She too, was a new slave. "If Dominus sent you to tend, find another. My cock holds no interest in you." If she was sent here to take part on the celebrations, as their masters often sent slaves down to do. And since she was new, she perhaps would not know that he found no interest in her type.

Tag: Sibyl

[Sibyl]

Love is a dangerous blade

It took Sibyl a moment to process what he thought she had been sent to do and she shook her head wildly even as she managed to regain steadiness on her feet.

"No, no, nothing like that." At least, she hoped that Domina had not had that in mind when she sent her to bring wine to the victorious Gladiator. "I was sent by Domina to bring wine for celebration -- although he certainly thought I was to be gift as well as the wine."

It wasn't that she didn't think Barca was nice to look at, it was just that she was not interested in getting wrapped up in any kind of ropes that were to lead to trouble for her. She had already had enough of that with being suddenly sold to a new House for no understandable reason. She really did not want to get on the wrong side of anyone or upset those that could destroy her so easily.

"This is not a game or some kind of test, is it?" Because it had occurred to her that he was there to see if she would do her duty and return as she had been ordered and not become distracted by anyone or anything else. "I have no wish to be punished for not knowing new rules."

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[Barca]

She seemed very adamant about not being sent here for that, but there was also confirmation their Domina sent her as . . . gift to the others. To keep their spirits up. There was certainly something innocent and delicate about it. It reminded Barca of Naevia. The only peace of mind he held was that Domina planned to keep her untouched and gift her to someone in the future. He did not know enough about Sibyl but it seemed to be that she was not going to be kept in tact for another person.

"If you were sent here by Domina, then it is no fucking game. You are to tend to those waiting for cunt." Which, was not a rarity in this house. Barca's tone remained steadied, not knowing this woman enough to sympathize, but . . . he could certainly tell by her initial response that this was something she was unused to. "Is this new to you?" Was she a virgin? Or was she used for pleasure in her former house? Barca obviously had no advice in either of these departments, yet, curiosity made him pause to ask.

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[Sibyl]

Love is a dangerous blade

"All of this is new to me," she admitted. "I'm not used to being in place with so many men all at once. I knew mostly my Dominus and few others."

That was true enough. Her former Dominus had kept her fairly secluded from most in the household. Only himself and a few of his chosen were ever allowed near her and none of the chosen were ever alone with her.

"All Domina told me to do was to bring wine for celebration as no one else was available to do so."

That was also true and she had seen no indication that Domina wanted her to do anything else but deliver the wine. Would she not have said something further on the subject to her if she wanted her to stay with the Gladiator?

Not that she wanted to, oh no. She was not at all fond of the thought of one using her as she had heard fighters like to use their women. She was sure she would rather die than endure the pain others in her former household had spoken of about fighting men and their harsh cruelty where women were concerned.

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