Goddesses, Queens and slaves
She began singing a strange melodious litany from the Songs of Songs. The guests were hypnotized.
“What are you singing? ” Ptolemy asked. “No one sings when the King of Egypt stops playing his flute! ”
“You will know that if you allow me to go, ” she gasped. “My lord will play the flute and I will sing for him. ”
Ptolemy stood facing her and ran his free hand over her lovely breasts while he fingered her. She swung her hips and pressed her clitoris faster and faster onto his fingers…
“Take the Jewess away and put oil on her behalf cuts and bruises, ” Ptolemy ordered. That he turned to Amuket. ·I’m sorry, but this one is not for you. ” The man knelt in front of him, touched his forehead and departed.
Sextus, now Lucius, smiled at Judith as she was leaving the room with female slaves.
“Magnificent gift, my dear Lucius, ” said Ptolemy. “I will remember this. But now we must all enjoy the rest of the entertainment. The rays of Ra have gone and there is no moon, but the flame on our lighthouse will shine on my kingdom. Do you think that your Roman officials will enjoy the most recent batch of slaves and good wine that you sold me? ”
“They will, Son of the Sun. I have great experience in such matters. But I’m afraid you will have to excuse me. I cannot stay, unfortunately. I have urgent business matters for attending. ”
“You will stay, Lucius. You will stay till dawn like all the others. Don’t oblige me to flog you too! My guests won’t find that as exciting as the dancer’s swinging breasts, believe me! HAHAHA! ”
Lucius of Syracuse smiled weakly and sipped some wine.