Chapter 1: Selection
Kate was a slave.
Her master lived in a manor house outside the town. She was out doing errands for her master walking along the road into town. She was dressed like all slaves in a brown shift of coarse material, with a rope belt. Underneath that she wore nothing; slaves didn't get underwear provided. She liked the feel of her sexuality hidden by the shapeless clothing. When the wind blew, the cool air would swirl up her skirt and remind her of her nakedness. She was not a virgin but she had only had a couple of unsatisfactory sexual experiences with slave boys, more out of inquisitiveness than for pleasure.
For pleasure, she would masturbate each night, about the only pleasure that slaves had. She would lie in her bed in the female slaves' dormitory, quietly stroking her clit, keeping her breathing even as she came so that the other women in the dormitory would not hear. Sometimes she heard them masturbating in the darkness, sometimes she could see the shadow of them as they lay on their fronts fucking their hands, their bottoms rising up and down in the gloom, or lay on their backs with their legs spread, thrusting their fingers into their cunts.
As Kate walked down the road she came across a crowd of people all gathered around something. She stopped to look and was surprised to see that there was a priest in his saffron robe standing watching a slave girl who was lying on the road with her shift up around her waist masturbating. She looked rather uncomfortable having an audience, rather than turned on by the exhibitionism. Kate felt the flutter in her groin as she looked at the woman's finger rolling in small circles between her prominent lips.
"Enough," said the priest and started to walk away from the slave girl. He saw another slave girl and went over to her. The priest asked her to lift up her skirt. Her cunt had sparse pubic hair covering her outer lips, and her inner lips were hidden inside out of sight. The priest seemed dissatisfied in some way and let her drop her skirt and moved on. Then he saw Kate. "You, come here," he said. Kate went over; disobeying a priest was a serious offence. The priest looked her up and down. "Lift your shift up around your waist and tuck it into your belt," he said. Kate hesitated, not wanting to show her naked body to the public in the street. But a priest's order was the law so slowly she pulled up the rough material and tucked it into her belt, leaving her sex visible to the crowd in the street. "Nice," said the priest, "you have the right type of prominent lips that look good from a distance." He looked over at a stone block beside the street. "Go and sit on that block, and masturbate until you come. But no faking it, you must really come."
Kate walked over to the block and sat down. She spread her legs, surprised at how much of a turn on it was to show off her cunt to all the people in the street, and the priest. She could see the outline of his cock pushing against the saffron material of his robe. She reached down and started to stroke her clit, really slowly at first. She could see that she was having an effect on the crowd, who had fallen silent. As her finger sped up, she was getting more and more turned on. She could see people in the crowd stroking themselves through their clothes, women with their hands pushed into the V of their crotches, men stroking the hard outline of their cocks. She could feel her face flushing pink as her orgasm approached. She pushed a couple of fingers into her sopping wet cunt, more for her audience than to turn herself on. She didn't really know why the priest had asked her to masturbate, but she figured that he must have a reason and the better the show she put on the better it would be for her. "I'm coming," she said to the priest, who surprised her by reaching over and feeling her neck. Later she would realise that he was checking her pulse rate to make sure that she was not cheating.
"Come with me," he said, taking her hand and leading her off, her skirt falling back down again.
"But what about my master's errands," asked Kate.
He took her in through the gates into the temple compound.
"That will be taken care of."
Chapter 2: Bathing
The gates closed behind her. Two women appeared and took her from the priest through into another room. It had marble walls and in the center was a large deep bath.
The women undid the belt of her shift and then lifted it over her head so that she was naked. She got into the hot water and the women washed her body all over. She had rarely been in hot water, and never been bathed by anyone else, so it felt really sensuous. The two women made her lie on a table and they shaved her whole body, apart from the hair on her head. Kate had never felt the sharp blade of a razor before, being just a slave, and it felt good to feel the metal sliding over her legs, under her arms, over the lips of her cunt. The two women then took a bowl of warm olive oil and rubbed it into her body so that she gleamed all over. They took special care playing with her oily nipples and then moving lower. One of the women held Kate's knees and pushed them back so that Kate's sex was spread obscenely. The other woman took a mirror and showed Kate her cunt, her hairless outer lips framing the pink curtains of her inner lips. Kate had only seen her cunt once before when she hitched up her skirt and lay down for a few seconds in front of a mirror in her master's chamber. And she had never seen herself hairless since she had been a little girl. One woman held Kate's lips apart while the other woman rubbed an oily finger on her hardening clit. She slipped first one and then two oily fingers into her cunt, her fourth finger pressing on the rosette of Kate's arsehole, pushing into the oily tightness. As Kate got more turned on, the woman holding her lips apart pulled them up tightly so that her clit was completely exposed, sticking out like a little nipple. The other woman stroked faster, rubbing the oil onto her clit almost painfully. In no time, Kate was coming. "You should do well," said one of the women cryptically.
Kate was taken off to what she discovered was the dormitory. To her surprise she was not given any clothes. The room was well-heated so no-one was cold. She was shown to her mattress and lay down. There was no bedding to cover her body with. There were about thirty other women in the room. The oil-lamps and candles that lit the room were always left burning, so the room was never dark and there was never any privacy. Some women went to sleep, some were casually masturbating pretending to ignore everyone watching them. She saw one large-breasted blonde woman go over to a dark haired woman with small firm breasts and large nipples who was on a mattress close to her. The blonde spread the other woman's legs revealing her prominent lips, also shaved of course. Her outer lips were smaller than Kate's but she had the same anemone of generous petals around her clit and her opening, although they were darker than Kate's lips. Obviously having big cunt-lips was something good for whatever the priesthood had in mind. Temple life was certainly more comfortable than being a slave thought Kate as she watched the blonde lick the cunt of the dark-haired woman, tickling her clit with the tip of her tongue until she came quietly. Obviously another slave practiced at coming imperceptibly thought Kate.
Kate realized that the nakedness and perpetual lamp-light in the dormitory was deliberate. All the women had presumably come masturbating in the street so had an exhibitionist streak of some sort. Masturbating in front of each other in the dormitory was just another different kind of show. So it seemed completely natural for Kate to roll onto her front on her own hands, pressing her fingers into the crevice of her sex and onto the pebble of her clit, ignoring the display that she would be putting on for the women behind her. In fact, hoping that it looked as arousing as the scenes that she was watching.
She looked over and could see the blonde and the other woman watching her as she started to masturbate. Later she would discover that the blonde was called Natasha, and the dark-haired woman was called Irene. Instead of feeling embarrassed, Kate was turned on by her audience. She watched as Irene took one of the large candles that lit the room, and blew it out. Natasha rolled onto all fours, presenting her arse toward Irene and hence also to Kate. Kate could see that Natasha had big cunt-lips too, framed by her big thighs. Irene slowly pushed the candle into Natasha's cunt, eliciting a gasp of pleasure and exertion from Natasha as she pushed back hard, struggling to take in the wax cock. Irene started to fuck Natasha with the candle, bending it as the wax softened with the heat of her body. Soon the candle was bent into an L-shape so that each thrust not only filled Natasha's cunt but also cut into the cleft of her outer lips to land right on her clit. In no time Natasha was coming, panting with excitement as the candle hammered between her legs. Kate watched them, excited by the tableau, as she lay fucking her fingers. It did not take long before she was coming, her orgasm spreading from her clit to the ends of her fingers and toes.