Quintus is a nobleman in the Roman Village. He has huge property and his own gladiator arena. With a large group of gladiators under his ownership, and a mighty victorious group they were, Quintus was very wealthy and successful. He also has a countless amount of slaves to tend to every facet of life. They take care of the grounds, the livestock, the cleaning, and tend to his wife Livia, amongst other things. Due to the large amount of slaves and gladiators, Quintus is in charge of the town vigiles that guard the town, led by Commander Lucius. Because of his wealth and influence, Quintus has long served on the town council.
Quintus runs a peaceful life for his town. He has brokered deals with neighboring towns that fostered good relations. He his a different town each week. Some of those deals include gladiator games, trading crops, supplying troops if a neighboring town is under attack, vacation homes for the neighboring nobles, and a weekly loaned personal concubine for the noblemen of the neighboring town. The concubine is a slave girl selected to travel back to the visiting town with the representative, spend the week, then be returned a week later via a small escort.
Quintus has to travel a lot for to his business dealings. When he is away, he leaves Lucius in charge of the town. Lucius is trusted by Quintus and even has a room inside the Villa for when he is in charge Lucius tends to all business dealings and daily life. He makes sure everyone is well taken care of and that the town runs as usual. He also benefits from the concubine as acting leader.
Recently, Quintus received word that he would be away for a month. He was called to the Capital, which is an exciting opportunity that he can't pass up. He briefs Lucius and leaves signed orders that instruct Lucius is in charge. He hands off the signed orders and wishes him well. He spends that night with his wife and enjoys her company. In the morning, he has one last romp with his concubine, then kisses his wife goodbye and departs for the Capital.
Livia was always slighted by the fact that Quintus had a concubine and got to have sexual adventures, while she was not allowed to take another man. She knew this was the way of life and was very happy with her life, but wished she could explore more. Quintus is good to her and treats her well, but he travels often, is constantly distracted by town issues and business deals, and is able to have relations with other women. She always had a sexual fire yearning inside her, but spends her days suppressing it.
At the week's end, Lucius welcomes one of the neighboring town council representatives and negotiates the trading of crops and payments. They have an extravagant feast and celebration all day. The gladiator games were all cancelled while Quintus was away, but the festivities continue lavishly. Finally, at the end of the night, they exchange the newly selected concubines for this week and the representatives leave.
Livia retires to her room and feels for the poor girl who was sent away. Laying alone, her mind wanders. Her thoughts betray her and she wishes it was her that was sent away, picturing being lusted after and at the service of the noblemen. Day after day, night after night she would be called upon to give and receive pleasure. Her hands wander and she touches herself, bringing herself to orgasm shortly after drifting asleep. She is awaken the next morning by her personal maiden Mira, still in a half naked state of disarray. Mira, helps her out of bed and into a new outfit, all while avoiding eye contact.
Walking the halls, Livia passes Lucius' quarters. She hears groans and moans, and feels jealous of the girl here for the week. Livia can't hold it in anymore. She is horny and her desires are burning. She has to experience a sexual life. All day she thought of how she could do it without getting caught. She knew that at risk is her livelihood, her marriage, and possibly her life. As she goes about her day with a different point of view, she notices one thing different. Noblemen paid little attention to the slaves, barely noticing their being unless they needed something from them.
Livia sends Mira on a secret trip to the market to secure an outfit that a slave girl would wear. Telling her it is an idea to help the betterment of the people, she has the maiden help her dress in it. She sneaks out undetected and, once alone, rubs a little dirt on her face to blend in. She walks around town and watches as the people that serve her walk right past her, some even elbowing her aside if she got too close. This was her ticket. She knew that if she wore this disguise, nobody would notice who she really was. But then she thought about what happens if she takes it off. Without the rags to distract, she'll surely be noticed. A couple of trips through the market gave her an idea. She sees a potter who has a pile of raw clay, not yet turned to pottery. She could use this to change the appearance of her face. Though an odd request, she was able to buy raw clay that wasn't too far off from her own skin color.