A Funny Thing's Happening To Some of The Girls In The Fields

“Marcus it's wonderful to see you again, my old friend!” Flavious greeted Marcus with a hug, he was his best friend in Rome; with times like they are, friends like Marcus are very much needed.
“Flavious! Always my deepest pleasure to be on your fantastic island. Look, here's a little blonde bundle that you might remember...”
Flavious' eyes went bright and a bit apprehensive, “Gretchen, ha ha, you're looking very... Ripe?” Flavious feels her belly, rolls his eyes over to his friend, “ Marcus, you old dog you, I see you're keeping the little bitch bare ass, an poppin' fresh plump, 'eh?” Nudging his friend as he shook his head, “She's well disciplined I take it?”
Marcus went serious, “Flavious, we're two days late as I'm afraid we ran short of water, and well, Hestus was afraid we'd run out; he's a cautious fellow as you know...”
“I'd rather you be here and well, late than not at all maybe caught in some storm, dying of thirst. Hestus, you are a good man to think of my friends, being careful with your crew, and my cargo. I will reward you with ten extra pieces of gold for your concerned efforts. But, this will be your last voyage for me if you're late again, understand?”
“Lord Flavious, you are most generous, and indeed my most valuable customer. I will make sure to be on schedule in the future...” Hestus wasn't ready for a challenge from Flavious, he knew he wouldn't win.
“Yes, well, lets get to the house, Marcus. Oh, Hestus you and six selected guests are invited to my evening meal and entertainment. Just be sure that two of them are those blondes you have baking to a turn up there; as for the others, make positive they are bare ass and have big tits, will you. For now, however, see to my cargo, Asalm will make sure it is handled with care once it's on the dock; at least as soon as he's finished whipping that slut Velanna.”
Hestus appraised Asalm's actions. “Yes, it will be as you ordered, lord Flavious.”
“Oh, Hestus, that special stone wedge is to be taken to my bed chambers so please tell Asalm to put Velanna on that crew moving the thing there. Wait a second,” Flavious listens for few seconds, noticing the whipping has stopped, “I think he's finished I'll tell him myself...” Hestus nodded graciously.
Flavious and Marcus chatted briefly as they descended the gangplank; Marcus looking at Velanna's sultry features as they approached her suspended nudity. Asalm drew his arm back for another whip stroke, which he applied across her breasts, curling it around to make a dull 'THUD' in the middle of her back. She heaved her chest against the braid, which seemed to cling a second or two, with her head tossed back, she wailed a deeply hoarse female gasp, “AAA!”
Asalm drew his whip back to strike her again, when Flavious interrupted him, “Asalm, I see you are about finished with this one, she's looking well streaked and quite punished.” Flavious appraised the lovely nudity hanging limply by her up drawn and crossed wrists; her back, breasts and buttocks were quite well laced.
“Ah, Master,” He bowed, “I caught her playing with herself again; she has a nasty tendency to waist time putting her fingers to her sex. So I felt a lesson with my whip was in order, sir.” His eye catches the lovely nude and quite pregnant Gretchen; since the last time he'd seen her, she'd obviously gotten some sun on this voyage. Looking up at Hestus' rigging he saw the two big tittied blondes soaking up the rays; it was nothing for his imagination to place Gretchen up there, equally spread.
“Yes, Asalm, but I think she's been sufficiently punished, and there is a ship to unload. Among its cargo, is a special wedge device, made of obsidian glass, and carved to perfection. I want it delivered to my bedchambers, make sure Velanna is on that crew. When it's in place, have Lydia bath her then you can help her to put this one,” He gestures to Velanna, “Securely astride its crest, understand? I want her left with me for a few days, so that I can work on her discipline, right Marcus?” Marcus nodded without reservation.
“Most surely, Master, your orders will be obeyed.” Asalm nodded.
Flavious smiled, “Good, I knew I could trust you...” Flavious looked at him, then up at the girls spread bare in the sun, “They interest you don't they?” He didn't allow him to reply, “Me too. Frankly, I'd love to put them in the arena; if I know Hestus' thinking, those two were fighting and that's why they're up there. I want them to fight for me, Marcus. I will discuss them at tonight's meal... Asalm, you may get your wish to use them, if Hestus gives me the opportunity to own them! Okay, enough wishing, Marcus, lets go, get our bath...” Flavious and Marcus with Gretchen in tow started toward the main house. Gretchen stole a moment to console her whipped friend, “Velanna! You've been terribly whipped; ooo, how have you been?”
“G-Gretchen, oh, I, honey... My nipples hurt so...” Before she could continue, Asalm snapped his whip at Gretchen, not striking her but scaring her away, “Get along there big belly, quickly now! Scurry back to your Master and the cool luxury of the house; this girl's got work to do! Go on, hurry, be quick now!”
Asalm took a fist full of Velanna's lovely blonde hair, he yanked her head back, “Enjoy the chat? Well enjoy this!” With those words, he uncoiled his whip and gave Velanna a firm stroke across her bouncing bare breasts. Tossing down his whip he took both of her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers giving them a firm squeeze, immediately followed by a quick twist, to which Velanna squealed, “AAA! Oh! NO! AAA!”
“Hurts, doesn't it; are they sunburned or whip-burned?” He shrugged, “I guess it really doesn't matter, now does it? No...” Asalm looks up and squints at the sun beating down on the naked girl, “If I didn't have new orders from Master Flavious, I'd leave you standing here for a couple of more hours; you know soaking up more of the sun on those red puffy nips of yours! Like those two up there...” Asalm pointed up to the two girls in Hestus' rigging.
Velanna, moaned and rolled her head back and over to her right letting it rest on her right shoulder. Asalm kicked her feet apart so that she was now standing with up drawn wrists and her legs spread obscene and loosely apart. He motioned to another girl to get him a dock pole and a couple of lengths of cord; it took him only a few moments to tie her ankles to each end of the pole, leaving her legs spread apart. Picking up his whip, Asalm flicked it twice, both times catching her squarely on her smooth bare pussy, she jerked and tossed her head back, “AAA!” The last stroke made the ropes on her ankles creak in strain, as he'd whipped her directly on her clit. It was a short while that Velanna baked bare in the hot sun, cruelly exposed; her nipples fairly exploding off her chest from the sound whipping they'd just received.
It was time to unload the wedge; Melon, a sultry half-Nubian half Asyerian girl, had been sent to release Velanna. While she untied her ankles she saw how swollen Velanna's clit had become, “You look ready to pop, girl!” Melon licked her lips and looked up at Velanna. “Oh, please Melon, please, please pop me. Oh, by the gods, Melon, my nipples tingle so bad, I've been trying to cum, but they're so scorched...”
“You just relax, let Melon take you there, sweetcakes...” With those words, Melon dropped to her knees and put her mouth on Velanna's wet cunt, bringing her fingers up, she tweaked Velanna's nipples. It only took a few licks and a couple of squeezes before Velanna slid into an orgasm. She jerked, gasped, moaning and groaning in complete ecstasy as her body began to sweat almost as much as she did under the lash.
A pair of watching brown eyes looked at the sexual spectacle on the dock; Asalm nodded to himself. With a snap of his fingers a runner made his way toward the main house, he would await his return.
After the runner returned with a note from Flavious; Asalm opened it and read its words carefully, looking at the dispatch; he smiled to himself, it'd been a long time since he'd had to put Melon under the lash. He scratched his chin, later this afternoon, on Master's verandah...
“AAA! Thirty six.” The lash snaked out whipping Melon, spread naked in the glow of the late afternoon sun.
“AAA! OH! GA... Thirty seven.” Again it sliced the air slithering in an evil coil around Melon's dark nudity.
“AAA! NO! NOT-T... Thirty eight.” The lashed whirred as it cut the air; it seemed to coil twice around the spread beauty.
“AAA! I-I-I AAA! Thirty nine.” Melon replied breathlessly looking back over her shoulder. In a final stroke that hissed as it sliced the air, slithering twice around her large firm breasts, making them bounce and quiver; he pulled it away causing her hefty twin mounds to swayed gently, the braid raked across her nipples almost hard enough to cause blisters, “AAA! OH, GODS, PLEASE! AAA! AAA! STOP, stop, I can't go on...” She gasped and shivered all the while she begged.
“Count cunt licker! Or I'll start all over again!” Asalm shouted.
“Wedge her Asalm, after she's counted a full forty, that should teach her some respect. If you have to start over; go get the chafe and go to work on those nipples of hers... Oh, my, I'm not sure if your whip made them blister like that or if she's just had too much sun. I say Asalm, these Nubians with their dark skin and hard breasts, make it difficult to detect a blister, but take a look...”
Asalm leaned closer to her taking a look, sure as certain both of her nipples bubbled up a ruby red cone that formed a sore looking tip on her already swollen nipples, “Master, I think those are caused just as much by the sun as the whip.” He touched the tip of her left nipple, which made her jerk and suck in her breath. Asalm nodded then cocked his head to one side, “Personally, Master, I think she can take at least twenty or so on them with the chafe, even facing the sun like she is now and they won't pop. After all, sir, I've never split a nipple yet...” He smiled.
Flavious smiled knowing full well the girl was growing more and more uneasy at the thought of her tender nipples being smacked with a strip of dried coarse leather; “You're right, and there's still plenty of late afternoon sun.” He squints looking towards it about midway between zenith and horizon; it felt quite warm on his face so it must have felt like a hot iron on the rosy tipped nipples of the girl spread facing it, “The sun's hot isn't it Melon? I'll bet it really hurts when I do this..?” Flavious gripped both of her nipples in his fingers and twisted them in opposite directions.
“AAA! YES, OH YES, MASTER.. Master, Forty, sir, forty lashes for me is the count, sir, oh my Master please don't pop your Melon's nipples oh, by the gods, I know they'll pop oh I swear it... Ahhh.” Melon tried to comply and be a good girl, but she just kept squirming and twisting this way and that as long as Flavious held onto her nearly raw nipples.
Letting go of them, the girl gasped as Flavious nodded to Asalm, “Leave her here until sundown, don't whip her anymore, for now that is. Then put her on the wedge with her lover, nipple to nipple; if that thing does what I think it will do, there'll be no stopping them from coming all night long, ha ha ha! Oh, by the way, Melon, those nipples of yours will hurt later, I promise you.”
Marcus walked onto the verandah just as Flavious finished his promise to Melon, “Flavious, are you going to do what I think you're going to do?”
Marcus asked with respect.
“Why, Marcus what ever do you mean? Come inside and we'll talk a while, I have something I need to discuss with you...”
Marcus smiled and looked at Velanna's shuddering breasts as she sat squarely astride the wedge, “I've heard about some of your girls getting stone bruised nipples...”
“Stone bruised nipples! Nah, not my girls, Egyptian quarry girls get stone bruises from the whumpers that the overseers use on their breasts when they make a girl present them for punishment.”
“Whumpers?” Marcus asked.
“Yeah, it's a single tube thing about thirty inches long, usually made of a stretched bull's prize, with a smooth river stone about as big as my fist sewn onto the end. Most of the time a girl presents her breasts for the whumper, usually kneeling, on a strut or bound to a post of some sort. Sometimes, their breasts are bound with wet strips of leather wrapping around, causing them to bulge, and on rare occasions she might be forced to lay them on a rock in the sun; then the overseer whips them with the whumper mainly across her nipples. In any event, she gets punished; if she was on a strut, she remains on the strut, if she was at the post, then she stays at the post the rest of the day and so forth. The only exception to this punishment, is sometimes after the whumper is used on a girl, and I've seen this one, she gets bound with her ankles drawn up slightly while most of her weight rests on her bound breasts. I've seen a paddle used on a girl's ass bound like that; this is how slaves usually get stone bruised nipples, why did you ask?”
“Amazing, Flavious, absolutely amazing, you are a lucky man to get to witness these things. I would have never thought about a whumper as an usual method of punishment, even for Egyptians. Now, as to why I'm asking, well I've noticed since we returned that several of the girls, mainly from the fields have nipples that look stone bruised, just curious, that's all.”
Flavious paused a few moments, and settled down looking quite serious, “Marcus, did Gretchen ever tell you a story about a girl she shared a kennel with when I had her in the fields? She might have told you about some funny looking men in a box taking her friend away?”
Marcus thought for a few seconds, “Why, yes, she did, come to think of it, I think it was something that led up to a strange birth of some kind of female creature or some such nonsense. Frankly I didn't pay it much mind.”
Flavious nodded against his fist which he rested his chin on, “Yes, that's the story; well like you, I didn't believe it either. In fact I was so angry over it that I actually had the girl crucified and black snake whipped because of it. It turned out later that a couple of more girls disappeared only to come back with the same story, and deformed tits and swollen bellies. After this happened for several more times, I went over to investigate these strange occurrences. Well, I want you to look for yourself, come lets go.”
Asalm made the final few adjustments to the two girls who sat face to face with their cleft's bisected on the crest of the new wedge, flattening and rubbing their tits in close contact; setting with up drawn wrists bound to the same ring. A sunburned blonde and a big tittied Nubian girl, a salt and pepper contrast to each other's nakedness.
“Asalm,” Flavious noted as he was about to leave, “Wait around another hour, until we return, after which you can go to the kitchen and select a playmate for the evening; pick a lusty one that you can fuck all night.” Asalm nodded in enthusiasm, and gave a crisp bow of thinks to his Master.
On their way to the fields, Flavious refreshed Marcus' memory regarding the incident with the girl named Anna and her strange encounter. Upon reaching the fields area, a number of workers both male and female, some wearing work tunics or smocks while a few were bare as babes; it was nearing quitting time. Flavious saw his lead overseer Evectus going along making sure things were right, he raised his hand to greet him, “Ho, Evectus, how's the day, my man?”
His eyes grew wide with greeting, though deep down he wasn't glad to see Flavious, he had more bad news, “Good, my Master, and hail to you Marcus... Master, I'm sorry but I have some bad news, I was about to send a messenger to you; it seems two more girls have disappeared, this makes fourteen all total, not counting that time with Anna. That's a lot of disappearances, sir for this past month...” He was not happy to tell Flavious this news.
Flavious was obviously angered by his report, but he realized there was something else at work and it was not the fault of his overseer. He looked at Marcus, “There's more to this than escape attempts, come I'll show you...”
The men entered slave quarters three, dorm 'D' for women, only to see several somber eyed women, all nude and in various stages of pregnancy. The odd thing, is they only looked about three to six months pregnant, not the usual bloated bellies and swollen breasts of full term. The women appeared to be sporting heavy looking mounds in their abdomens that almost looked trapezoidal in shape; their breasts were rock hard but they sagged like they had big stones sewed inside them. It was Flavious who spoke first, Evectus stood looking, he held a whip coiled in his right hand. Most of the girls couldn't take their eyes off the whip, as Flavious spoke “Look at them, Marcus, they look like death warmed over. That one over there,” He pointed to a lovely brunette who on any other occasion would have made his cock stand instantly. She stood looking at them with one arm under her breasts and the other under her pregnant pouch, “How much would you say she weighed, even with her condition?”
Marcus somewhat stunned at the spectacle, shook his head back to thought, “Humm, what, oh, I'd say maybe just above a stone and a half, maybe a bit more, why?”
“I had this one weighed three days ago, and believe me she looked smaller then, she weighs almost five stones!”
“You're joking, she can't be a bit over a stone and three quarters!” Marcus was astounded.
Flavious gave him an 'oh, no?' look as he pointed to a smaller looking blonde and a few others as he spoke, “That one, she's four stones; that one over there, the Nubian, she's almost six stones; and this one she's just under seven stones! The odd part of all this is they were in perfect health just a few weeks ago, and all of them tell me the exactly same story, down to the detail; something about strange men in a shinny cube...”
Evectus tapped his Master on the shoulder, he whispered something in his ear, Flavious looked surprised and yet apprehensive; he nodded and spoke that it was okay for Marcus to hear, “Master, the girl that disappeared yesterday has wandered back and she's being brought here right now...”
Flavious and Marcus stepped aside as a couple of other girls helped her in. This one didn't look to be in good condition at all, it was obvious she'd been putting up a fight, Flavious knelt beside her, “What happened, my girl?”
She looked up at him and smiled, “I, I, I t-tried to stop'em, Master, but look they took me and worked me over good.” She began to shake as she sobbed occasionally opening her mouth and tried to speak. Flavious patted her hand as she continued, “I, I d-din't like'm at all, they were ugly little silvery slimy men who fingered me with awful looking hands...” He eyes fixed on Flavious' eyes, she continued “Only three fingers and the middle one had a big sucker thing on it's tip. He used it on me... He touched me with it... Deep... All the way up inside of me... Oh, sire, there's something in me, I can feel it and it feels like metal... When I didn't cooperate with them, they beat me with rods on my nipples and sex... After I was beaten, they put me on a machine that opened me up by force and put big rods into my nipples. I was shown what might happen to me if I didn't cooperate and then I found myself wandering in the fields, these two girls helped me... Oh, AAA, oh my breasts are so heavy...”
One of the other girls let out a wail, “AAAIIIEEE! OH, NO, DON'T LET THEM TOUCH ME THERE AGAIN!!! AAA!!! NOT THA...” The girl started to shake and shiver, Marcus made a move towards her, when one of the girls who brought the girl on the floor in, stopped him. She shook her head as if to say stay back. The girl began to shudder uncontrollably as her eyes rolled back into her head, then she dropped to the floor on her knees and put her arms behind her neck, her head bent low. Then all of a sudden she jerked up and pranced about with her heavily filled breasts swaying about like she was dancing for everyone.
Marcus, Flavious, the girls who just came in and Evectus were in awe as they watched the spectacle before them. The girl got a serious possessed look on her face and she began to do an obscene dance then suddenly she stopped and standing full spread eagle, she began to act like she was being whipped. Slowly she knelt to the floor and let out a scream instantly giving birth to a normal looking human baby right then and there. Marcus made another move for the girl and the baby, but was stopped this time by Flavious, who shook his head at him and nodded to watch.
The girl took up the baby and held it as if she'd had the child for a few months, the afterbirth still inside her, slithered out onto the floor, it looked like an octopus. Making one of the normal girls gasp; she started to hand it over to the blonde girl, but gave her a frown and put it on the floor and began to laugh and cry at the same time uncontrollably. Suddenly, the baby began to grow up and mature before everyone's eyes, within few seconds it'd reached full maturity, looking like a younger duplicate of her mother. It smiled and went into a spread eagle acting as if she was being whipped only this time, marks appeared as if out of nowhere. Just as suddenly, she put her fingers into her sex, then her breasts and belly swelled up to full term pregnant in a matter of moments. In a brief instant, she dropped to her knees and gave birth in a metamorphic combination of embryo and her own body forming a magnificent creature of such beautiful proportions that it was staggering.
For a few moments, Flavious and Marcus were speechless. It was Evectus who got Flavious' attention as he couldn't take his eyes off the lovely creature before him. He studied it's eyes which seem to flash with each blink. It's eyes were large and opulent, it had a red sensuous mouth that was it's largest and only facial feature. It's body was mostly human with rapidly developing breasts, almost as he watched. The creature smiled at everyone and looked as if it was learning; it blinked twice more and went to the girl who'd given its birth and with a lick of its lips slowly knelt down and put it's mouth over the girl's sex. Within a few seconds, the girl swooned and moaned slightly, standing up, using its middle fingers, which contained a large bulging suction cups on them. It put them on each of the girl's nipples, quickly draining the girl's breasts to skin bags, causing her to swoon again and drop to the floor. She looked like an empty shell. The creature stood up and stretched as it grew more female exposing breasts that now seemed to develop silver scale like skin. It walked slowly over to the girl on the floor by Flavious, the creature looked at him as licked its lips, flashing its eyes and knelt to the girl. Bending over her it kissed her on the mouth, then stood up and went to one of the girls who'd helped her in and put its finger on the girl's clit. She nearly went berserk with a mixture of emotions and writhing. With that same grin, she went back over to the girl on the floor and using her fingers she connected them to the girl's breasts and within a mere second, her breasts inflated back to normal. It then put its finger on the girl's clit and within another moment, she was standing in radiant nudity. The creature smiled at all of them and hugged, rubbing its breasts firmly against the girl who'd given birth to it. Turning to the rest in the room it opened its mouth and vanished into thin air.
For a few minutes, no one spoke. Looking about, Flavious was as much bewildered by what he saw as the rest of them in the room; no one spoke but Flavious broke the silence, “What we have just seen here must remain here, is that understood by everyone?” They all nodded, even Marcus.
Marcus looked at Flavious, “She was telling the truth; telling the truth all the time, but I didn't believe her. My own slave girl, and I didn't believe her...”
“Marcus snap out of it, what we saw here, or we think we saw here is not something that's a matter of open discussion, is that clear? If word of this ever got out, my island would be condemned and all of us shipped off to oblivion somewhere.” He took Marcus by the arm leading him away from the rest so he could speak more freely, “Marcus, this is something beyond us as humans. This creature we saw born from that girl over there isn't like anything you or I have ever seen before. Where did it go? It just seem to disappear!”
A young messenger boy appeared at the door, looking for Flavious, he handed him a sealed note, opening it he read it to himself:

Master,
Our guests are waiting dinner for you, I'm hopeful you'll be joining soon.
Love Julia...


Marcus nodded to the note, “Julia..?”
“Yes, it seems we're missing dinner.” He smiled, “Oh, boy, go back to mistress Julia with this.” He wrote a reply on the scroll, “And, boy, did you see anyone come out of here on your way up?”
The young boy paused, “Yes, Master, a young woman wearing a strange dress walking towards the shore.” He went to the door and pointed toward that part of the beach that could be seen from the dorm, “In that direction. She didn't see me, sire, at least I don't think she did, but she had an unusual looking face... That's all I can recall.”
Flavious was interested, “Was this just before you came in?” He looked at Marcus waiting for the boy's reply, “Yes, Master, just little bit ago...” He paused a second looking closer at the beach in the fading sunlight,
“There sire, I think I can see her walking into the water... Is she trying to escape?”
Flavious, Marcus and Evictus went to the door, and watched as the silhouette of the female creature slowly slipped beneath the waves. Flavious looked at Marcus, “I didn't see her leave, did you?” Marcus shook his head no, slowly.
Evectus spoke, “Should I call out the guard, sire?”
Flavious looked in the direction of the beach, not taking his eyes off where the creature slid in, he answered, “No, Evectus, no my friend... I wouldn't know what to tell them to look for... Would you?” On those last two words he looked at Evectus. Evectus just blinked and shook his head no.”