Slave of Love

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A/N: OK, it’s been a long time since my last update, and I am really sorry is just that I had college exams and a minor writers block, i think I lost my inspitarion*sigh* but well, life goes on. Anyway, you may want to re-read the last chapter so you wont get confuse.

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Chapter 10: “The Roman General and….Kagome a Slave?”

The first sense that Kagome acknowledge was her hearing: she could hear men yelling. After that she soon realized that she was outside, she could feel the sun burning her face and its light blinding her eyes. She tried to stand up, but as soon as she was on her knees she manage to discern a pair of stallions running towards her direction pulling some kind of chariot. On intuition, she threw herself to the floor and covered her head with her arms, trying to avoid the horses form crashing her under their hoofs. She heard someone’s high pitch scream and realized it was hers.
A male voice was yelling violent curses that made Kagome blush. As she lifted her eyes to see the man who was yelling, barely noticing the other gat gather around with their horses. ‘Is that....the earl of Bath?’ The man she was looking at resembled the earl, the same dark eyes, same dark hair only longer, same aristocratic nose….the only difference was the long scar that went from his temple to his jaw bone, giving him a even more dangerous and diabolic look, almost saturnine. His back was incredibly wide as so his chest that was nude letting muscles be seen everywhere. His legs were long and so muscled that appear to be hard as rock; he was wearing some kind of disguise that only covered him to his mid thighs. Kagome was staring hypnotized at him. ‘Wow….He is perfect! He is every woman’s fantasy.’
When she glanced at the wheels of the chariot that almost ran her through, her awe was quickly replaced by fury. ‘What is the problem with these idiots? I almost got ran over because of some stupid men playing Roman warriors and stupid chariot races!’

“You bloody idiots! Grown up men playing like little children!! You should all be whipped!” she yelled in anger.

“Seize her!” the dark man ordered, pointing his finger towards her.

Two men, far more tall and big than Kagome, immediately obeyed. Her teeth crash with each other when they pulled her up and hold her still. Kagome saw the man walk towards her and stand just a few steps from her looking down at her in all his mighty height with furious eyes.

“Ragged woman! You almost hurt my horses! Who the hell are you, wench?” He yelled at her.

To say that Kagome was surprised was an understatement. ‘What is this lunatic talking about?’ she wondered. Although the man was talking in a mix of Latin and Italian, she understood him perfectly.

“By Jupiter! You have stolen a helmet!” the man accused while yanking the helmet off her head. “What the...?” he stared at her with both confusion and anger in his eyes. A look at her white hair made him believe she was an old hag.
His eyes lowered to her body and saw the dirty, bulging brown cloth that covered her from neck to ankles. ‘She is the strangest woman I have ever seen, what the fuck are those clothes she is wearing?’ he then realized that she hadn’t answered his question, that snapped him out of his thoughts and back to reality. “As you haven’t answered my question, bitch, I will do it for you. You are a spy….a Druid spy telling by your strange attire.”

‘What? He isn’t making any sense...I think I am loosing it. I’m dreaming! That’s it, I’m dreaming.....aren’t I?’, Kagome thought as she looked up into his fury filled eyes.

“Get this wench out of the road and tie her up.” He said looking at the two guards that were holding her. Then turning back to face her he said, “I will question you later, and you better pray for your answers to please me, for we torture spies before killing them around here.” With those cryptic words he turned around and walked back to his chariot, forgetting all about her.

The two guards grabbed Kagome and started to drag her to the corner as she began fighting and yelling.

“Let go of me! How dare you tie me up? You have no right; I am not a spy! Are you listening to me? Is that the bastard of Inuyasha Shinda?”

Kagome knew they could understand her for they laughed and answered: “No, the bastard is General Inuyasha Magnus,Primus Pilus.” Their grip on her tightened as she continued to fight, not caring if they hurt her or not. They stopped when they reached a cart, one of the men bending in the back of it, as if looking for something, while the other one tied Kagome’s hands. The first guard found what he was looking for; Kagome gasped when she saw the iron necklace, much similar to that of a dog’s, and the similarity only grew as he clasped it around her neck. With that done they left ignoring her yells, back to see something far more interesting than her: the race.

“You can’t do this! I am not a spy!” When she saw they weren’t paying any attention to her, Kagome’s anger was quickly fading away giving place to fear. ‘What am I going to do? I am at the mercy of these strange, cruel, uncivilized men.’ As despair took over, she fell to her knees and started crying. Once she started, she couldn’t stop the torrent of tears falling down her face. She felt so alone, so frightened, so...vulnerable. ‘Stop crying Kagome, being a cry-baby will lead you nowhere, you have to settle down and think.’ As she calmed and her crying was reduced to sobs, she began looking at her surroundings.

All she could see was green, green and more green. She saw a river, a road leading to some kind of construction...‘What the hell? Are those the baths? What happened to them? Why are they demolishing them…wait...they are not demolishing them, they are BUILDING THEM! Where the fu- I mean hell am I?’
She then turned back to where the men where and started to pay attention to them. Their clothing, language, manners, it all hit her as her mind clicked.

‘Some how I went back in time, but to what time period? Think Kagome, think. Those men over there are Romans judging by their clothes and language.’ She told her self as she went through all the history books she had ever read about Romans. ‘So, if those over there are the baths that means I’mstill in Bath. And if I recall right...the Romans built the baths during their occupation in 61 A.D. What was Bath’s Roman name? Aquae Sulis! Very well, I figured out where and what time I am in, now, I have to figure a way to get out of this mess and go back to my own time.’

But before she could start thinking of a plan, the guards returned to her and yanked her to her feet. She saw the same man that had ordered the soldiers to tie her up, walking towards the chariot next to the road with not as much as a glance to her. She stared at him, her eyes never leaving the splendid walking example of male body. He suddenly stopped, as if he had remembered something or noticed her stare.

As he walked towards the road, Inuyasha was thinking how much he was going to enjoy a warm bath in his villa, and perhaps, if it pleased him, a nice, giving slave girl to share his bath with. Something was bugging him though, just then he felt someone’s eyes on him.
He stopped. ‘What the hell...I am forgetting something, but I just can’t put my finger to it.’ Then, as if they had read his thoughts, a solider addressed him saying:

“What should we do with the prisoner, my general?”

‘Prisoner? What the fuc-?’ He then turned to see the same hag that had interrupted his race. A slight frown came to his face. ‘What a nuisance this fucking bitch is turning out to be, I should just kill her and spare me the time and trouble’, he thought as he sighed. Footsteps where heard behind him, as he turned his frown changing into a smile, when he recognized the tall, black haired, blue eyed man coming to his side.

“Kogus, my Brother! What brings you here, to Aquae Sulis? I thought you where in Rome.”

“Well, brother I just arrived with my group. They assigned me to this part of Britain, so you will be seeing more of me for a while.”

He reached Inuyasha as he talked and they both embraced in a brotherly fashion. Once they let go, Kogus looked behind his brother to where Kagome was held by the soldiers.

“A new slave? A little old don’t you think, brother?”

“She is a spy...a Druid one, so I am taking her to question her.” He told Kogus, turning to the soldiers and saying, “Take her to the villa, and leave her with Mirkus.”

“Yes my General.”

“You know if you want I can, let’s say, warm her up a little bit for you to question her later.” Kogus offered with a small sadistic smile.

“Well, I don’t want for her to die before I speak to her, so I must decline. But enough of the hag, come dine with me tonight at the villa, we have much to catch up with.”

“Sure, I must go training with my group now though, but I will be there by dinner time.”

With that he turned around and left towards the river’s direction. Inuyasha watch him as he got smaller and disappeared completely. He then turned to his chariot and climbed it, taking off to his villa.

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Kagome was in a dazzled state, she had been staring at the General completely transfixed with the sight of him. He had turned around and was staring at her with an annoyed frown on his handsome face. She then heard the soldiers asking him about ‘The Prisoner’, snapping her back to reality, making her notice the young soldier walking towards them. The general had seemed to hear the footsteps, turning to face the young man. She watched with interest the embrace exchanged by the two men after the greetings were said. And so intently was she watching that suddenly the young man, Kogus she had heard the General call him, move his cerulean eyes to her.

“A new slave? A little old don’t you think, brother?”

‘Arrogant bastard! I am no slave!’ She thought, but then rolled her eyes as she heard the General’s answer. ‘I don’t know whose assumption is more idiotic.’ The General’s comment was shortly followed by an order to the soldiers.

“Take her to the villa, and leave her with Mirkus.” was the General’s order.

After answering, the guards began to move her in the cart, to take her to the villa. Before leaving, she manage to hear the words coming from the General’s brother: “You know if you want I can, let’s say, warm her up a little bit for you to question her later.” She shivered, a feeling of dread going through her spine. And the general’s reply was not much of an assurance either. But she could not hear the rest of the conversation for the cart began speeding away, making the two brothers dots on the horizon.
‘I wonder who this Mirkus is.’ The trip to the villa was quiet and Kagome was able to admire the countryside. They arrived pretty soon though, making her climb down and dragging her to the entrance of the beautiful villa. She had to admit it, it was beautiful, full of colors and surrounded by nature and decorated with the magnificent Roman style. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t noticed the tall man standing in front of her, but not for long for she snapped back when she heard the soldiers talking.

“Mirkus, the General send us to deliver this prisoner to you.”

“Is she a new slave?”

“We know not, the General’s orders were to bring her to you.” Answer one of the men.

“Very well then, you have fulfilled your duty, you may leave her with me.” Mirkus said with the arrogance that a King would envy as the men nodded and turned to leave. “Wait! Release her first.” The soldiers did so, and left, leaving her alone with the tall well built man. He was in his late twenties, handsome, with black hair tied in a small ponytail at the back of his neck and violet eyes. His ears were adorned with some kind of golden earrings. ‘That’s strange...the only ones I remember to use any kind of earrings or those things were the Celts.’ She thought as she inspected him.

“Follow me.” He said.

She didn’t move though, she was rubbing her irritated neck instead and looking defiant at him

“Come!” He said, moving a hand to rest on his waist where the whip was as a clear threat. She noticed some kind of black drawing in the back of his hand in the form of spiral. ‘A tattoo?’ Her thoughts were interrupted by him saying,

“Do not defy me, slave, or you will know my whip.”

“I am no one’s slave.” Kagome replied, sensing somehow, that this man was not as hard as he pretended to be.

“My name is Mirkus, and I am the master of slaves. You will obey me from now on. Now, come with me.” He told her while looking down at her.

As he started walking, Kagome followed behind. They walked through a marble floor hall, arriving at a room where two women were waiting for them. Mirkus made a move of his head and the two women left. Kagome was glaring at the man, not intending to talk to him, for she needed all her strength to escape. After a moment, the women were back with a platter of food and a jar of water. She didn’t want to eat even though she was starving, so she only grabbed a small portion of bread and ate it. The water was a whole different issue; she drank it eagerly, till she satiated her thirst. She was wondering when the man that had imprison her was arriving when suddenly she heard footsteps making her head raise. And there he was, walking towards them, towards her.
Another girl came in view with a towel on her hands. Kagome realized then that all the three women there were wearing some kind of brown robe, and that their hair was covered by bandanas. ‘Why do they cover their hair?’ But, again, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

“Do you wish to deal with the prisoner before or after your bath, General?”

Inuyasha made an annoyed face. He had forgotten all about that bitch again, and it was obvious to every person, who saw his face. He looked at her and decided he would take care of her now.

“Who are you?” He demanded in an authoritarian tone without a bit of hesitation, looking down at her with superiority.

“Lady Kagome Higurashi”

“Oh really? A ‘Lady?’ You don’t say.” He replied with an arrogant smirk, that she had to control the urge to smack him.

“Yes, really. And who are you?” she asked with the same arrogance.

He was surprised by the nerve of this bitch to talk back to him, let alone in that tone of voice. “The man who decides if you shall live or die. You are my prisoner, my property. I want answers, and I want them NOW!”

Kagome was taken back by the power of his voice so she instinctively gave a step back. But she wasn’t going to let him intimidate her, so she swallow the lump in her throat and spoke.

“You are an arrogant and conceited brute.”

“Yes, well, I have been told they are two of my best qualities. What is your nationality?

“I’m English....Briton”

“By the Gods! You lie. Everyone knows that the Britons are a bunch of uncivilized and savage tribes that still paint their bodies to scare their enemies.”

Kagome kept silence, she couldn’t deny that the ancient British where as wild and uncivilized as he described them to be.

“Where did you come from?” He asked.

“From London. I live in London.”

“You mean Londinium? Even your language is strange. And that is another damn lie! Londinium was destroyed by the fire a few months ago. What are you doing here in Aquae Sulis?”

‘So I was right, it was Aquae Sulis. Maybe-’ But her thought were once again interrupted.

“You were spying. You are a filthy Druid spy. So, what is it? Aquae Sulis is the next city the savage Britons, whom you druids have under your control, are going to set on fire? Is that it?”

‘What was that happened here in the 60-61AD? Boadicea! She burned London! She was the Queen of the Iceni tribe and led a force believed to number over one hundred thousand or more, in a massive rebellion that left a permanent thorn in the side of the Roman Empire. Damn, that means I can’t come from London, he is right.’

“I am not Druid.” She assured him.

“Then what the fuck are you? Besides a filthy mount of rags, that is.”

‘Ouch! You uncivilized, arrogant bastard! That hurt in my pride, why can he hurt me so, though? Why do I care what he thinks of me?’

“As a matter of fact, I can’t even say if you are a man or a woman, in those cloths.” He said with disdain. “Undress her!” He ordered the same two women who had brought her the food and water, that were still standing there. They tried to undress her but Kagome fought back, her prudery giving her strength. When the taller one, who was holding the towel in her hands, saw this, she started to help the other two. Kagome manage to slide down to the floor and to crawl from there over to the corner of the opposite wall.
Mirkus took the whip, his intensions obvious as he move forward to her. Kagome seeing this gave a growl like sound showing her teeth, her eyes sparkling, as those of a wild cat, with ire.

“Roman cowards! Is whipping the Briton women the only way you know how treat them?” She yelled.

Inuyasha, who was watching the whole scene with slight amusement, smirked at her words.

“Mirkus is not Roman, but Briton. After all, there isn’t better master of slaves other than a slave him self.”

Kagome’s eyes were wide of horror and disgust; she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. ‘A Briton? How can he?’

“You should be ashamed to call your self Briton!” She spat him, as they cornered ripping her dress off, leaving her only with the corset and wig. Seeing the shocked and confused faces they all wore, Kagome felt a blush coloring her cheeks. ‘What are they looking at? It’s not like they are dressed much better.’
But for the rest of the people in the room what they were staring was a strange garment that trapped the woman’s body in what seemed a very uncomfortable way, hiding away any curve she might had have.

“It must be some attire that Druid Priestesses wear. Take them of.” Inuyasha ordered them.

As they struggled again, they manage to get the corset off, making the wig fall in all the push and pull. They were all amazed by the revealing beauty that was hiden under those rags. She was dirty yes, but that didn’t change the fact that she was the most beautiful creature that they had laid their eyes on, well, at least, Inuyasha.
He forgot to breathe when he saw the beauty standing naked in front of him. The first thing he had seen while they struggled was her body, and what a body that was! He was hard the second he saw the perfect round breasts crowned by the two coral colored nipples, followed by a small waist that could be round with one hand only, that sat stomach, the sinuous curve of her hips that call for him to grab them as he pump hard into her. Then there was her hidden treasure, covered by a nest of black curly hair, and last but not least, her legs, her long luscious legs, which were made to wrap around his waist and be lifted to his back as she squeezed him. ‘By Jupiter, if I don’t stop I am going to take her right here right now, and this is not why she is here.’ And then it happened, the wig fell, and with that all of Inuyasha’s intentions. Her long gorgeous black raven hair, so similar to that of her pubis, fell cascadalonalong her back and over her shoulders, making her seem untamed and wild. ‘To hell with the reason to why she’s here. I will have her! But not now, I will enjoy her later.’

“Mirkus. Bath her, and sent her to my bed.”

Mirkus who had seen his master’s lust for the new slave, had already given orders to the woman to take her to bath. He watch as the general left for his bath, and turned to the new slave.

“You are lucky he liked what he saw under your cloths, your body has just saved your life. You will go to bath now.” Then said to one of the women there: “Go fetch for the bath girl, and let her know she has to bathe the new slave. After she is cleaned send her to me, I will choose a stole for her.”

“Please give me something to cover with.” Kagome asked.

“What for? Roman’s aren’t shy in the matters of nudity, they quite embrace it, actually.”

“I am NOT Roman!” Kagome replied.

“Well you will be staying with a Roman so there, don’t make such a fuss.”

“How can you say that? You are supposed to help a Briton brother…err...sister.”

“I am sorry, but you are not a “brother or sister”, you are a slave.”

“I am not a SLAVE!” she yelled out of frustration.

“Well, you are now. Enough of this, the general wil wai waiting, so go now! You need a good whipping so you’ll learn.” Mirkus said, but Kagome could see, that he did not mean it. Somehow, she had a feeling that he wasn’t as bad as he portrait him self to be. Just then, a girl came, and made a sign for Kagome to follow her. They arrived to a room, with a big pool and a smaller one. The girl led her to the bigger one and as Kagome entered she could feel the warm water begin to relax her muscles. The girl entered with her, still wearing her robe, and began washing her, but then she grabbed a brush for the skin and Kagome quickly move away from her with fearful eyes.

“What the hell is that weapon you are trying to attack me with?” she yelled.

The girl quickly calmed her down by explaining her that it was a brush and it wouldn’t hurt her. Kagome allowed her to go on eyeing the ‘weapon’ with distrust that is until the brushes started to feel so good that made her relaxed again. The girl then opened a bottle and Kagome opened her eyes because of the popping sound.

“What is that?”

“It just a fragrance for the water, don’t fear it’s harmless, and that way, your skin will be perfumed.”

“Oh, alright.” Kagome answered.

When the bath was done and her hair washed, the girl made a sign for Kagome to follow her out of the pool and into the smaller one. When Kagome entered the second pool she couldn’t hold back the yell.

“Ahhhh! It’s cold! Why didn’t you tell me?”

The girl giggled and said: “I didn’t know you weren’t aware.”

Kagome was pulled out of the cold pool quickly and rapped into some warm white clothes, that looked like sheets to her. She walked behind the girl, Brenna, who had told Kagome her name, to a room where another girl and Mirkus were waiting. Then Brenna tried to take Kagome’s ‘sheets’ but she refused to let go of them.

“I am not going to be naked in front of him!” she told the girl. Then, turning to Mirkus she said: “What are you? Some kind of pervert always watching when I am naked? Leave, I will not undress in front of you.”

“I must st yst you in your clothes so now stop your bitching and take the robes off. You are not as attractive as you seem to believe. Not every man in here is blinded by your charms.” He said in a cold voice that made Kagome blush. ‘He is right, maybe I am over reacting...’

“That is not what I meant; it’s only that I am not comfortable with a man watching me while I change.”

“Well, I told you before, get use to it.”

With that said the Brenna took advantage of the distracted Kagome and undressed her. The other girl, who was standing there since they had entered the room, looked at Mirkus as if expecting something.

“The magenta.” He answered the unspoken question.

The girl, Portia, grabbed a beautiful one shoulder stole in an intense color of magenta that would do wonders with her colors. Kagome’s breath stopped in her throat when she saw it. ‘My God, it’s beautiful.’ She stretched a hand to touch the fabric, it was a soft silk, and if you put it under a different light, it would change color, well not the color, but the shade certainly did change. She lifted her eyes, blue-gray meeting violet, understanding coursing between both of them. The slave girls helped her put on the magenta stole that Mirkus had chosen for her, and then proceeded to do her hair and make up. She enjoyed the attention. After all, she was a woman; she loved making her self beautiful. She watched as Brenna made her hair first made small curls that adorned her temples and forehead letting the rest of her long black hair fall down her back and over her shoulders forming it’s natural curls. Then Portia put on her a very light make up, some rubor for her cheek bones, a touch of carmine red for the lips, and a soft shade of silver eye-shadow for her eyelids. When they were done Kagome turned to see her self in a big silver polished mirror, and she couldn’t believe her eyes, Portia and Brenna had made her gorgeous! She was a Femme Fatal. She was handed a silver sandals with cork platforms, with long straps that she tied around her calves.

“Now the perfume. Egyptian Musk, but too much, it is very powerful.” Mirkus said to sla slaves as they handle him the bottle, so that he opened it. He approached Kagome and put a few drops of the fragrance on the curve of her breasts, Kagome realized that his touch was very impersonal. She met his eyes again and the first step to what would become friendship with the time began. After the perfume was on she was ready. She followed Mirkus outside the room, but suddenly stopped when she remembered what the General had said: “Mirkus. Bath her, and sent her to my bed.” No!”No!”

Mirkus turned around to see what she was talking about, though he already knew what she meant.

“No! I will not go to his bed! Do you hear me? You are so wrong if you think I will let you take me there so easily; I won’t without a fight. Do you hear me?” ‘How stupid can I be? Of course he wanted to bed me! Why else would have he ordered for me to be bath and taken to his room? Well, he certainly doesn’t consider me a “mount of rags” anymore, that bastard.’ “You can go and tell that black hearted brute that you call master that I will not surrender my self to him!”

‘How can I make her go? Maybe my whip? But then she would be bleeding and all...no, that won’t do, I need something else.’ Just then something came to his mind: subtleness.

“What ever the problems between you and Inuyasha Magnus’ are, is for you to attend. But if you don’t go to him, the girls they will be punished for disobeying their orders. You choose.” Mirkus said as he hid a smile knowing that he had won.

Kagome was silent for a minute. ‘What do I do? I don’t want for Brenna and Portia to be punished because of me...but then agai can can’t go to that man’s chambers. Although I look quite beautiful now, and if he liked me dirty he will certainly like me like this.’ With that settled she decided that Mirkus was right, she would confront the General with the confidence that a beautiful woman has.

“Fine. Lead the way.”

Mirkus lead her to another hall to a stairs leading to the villa’s secstorstore and the General’s chambers as another two that where uninhabited. She followed him to a door which he opened for her to enter. The chamber was enormous, but before she had time to do an inspection, Mirkus spoke.

“The General and his brother went to the theater after dinner, so he won’t be here any time soon. I suggest you to rest as much as you can, for if I know Inuyasha you will be up all night.”

With that free advice he turned and left, leaving her alone in the bigm wim with only her apprehension as companion until he came: he, her owner, her master, the man she had been dreaming of since she learned how to dream. This was going to be a long wait, she could tell.


A/N: Ok What did you think? Hope you guys liked it. I put a link at the bottom of the note, to a map of England during the Roman ocupation if any of you is interest in checking out where the cities of London(Londinium) and Bath(Aquae Sulis) as well as the Iceni territory were. Well thats all for now, don’t fortget to Review!! You just have to click the review button, easy enough, ne? Ja!

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