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Chapter one. City Fideny.

The setting sun made its way through the snow-white tunic of the rider, outlining a decisive torso, outstanding war veteran. A purple cloak hid his shoulders and fell over his horse. Augustus slowly made his way through the cobbled streets of Fiden. Accustomed to the bustle of the capital of Rome and military order, he was slightly disappointed when he looked at the lazy provincial town. The faithful marching horse beneath him, as if sensing the mood of the host, snorted contemptuously, haughtily gazing at the respectful flow of plebs.

“And here she is,” the rider noted, without interrupting fresh reflections.

The cobbled street ended in a well-kept manor made in a slightly old-fashioned, but rather pleasant style. A slave was waiting for him at the high gates leading to the inner courtyard.

“Call the owner,” Augustus said without looking.

Courteously bowing, the slave hid in the depths of the courtyard.

- And here you are, dear August! - the owner was not long in coming.

With a nimble, sharp movement, the rider jumped off his horse, and only a careful observer would have noticed the fleeting grimace of pain on his face.

“Greetings, Capion Aquillius Atticus!”

- Throw these formalities, dear August. Call me just Kapion, after all, our families are linked by an old friendship, - the host smiled cordially - give the horse to the servants, they will take good care of it, and go into the house. We should discuss the case for which your uncle sent you.

The restrained and at the same time elegant setting of the living room produced the host's excellent taste.

- I understand that you prefer the battlefields, but I don’t know any other way to cope with my daughter. She openly mocks grammars, makes fun of writers and philosophers, and the rhetor refused to work with her after the first lesson! - on the face of the owner was read extreme concern, after a deep sigh, he continued:

“As you know, my daughter is married to your cousin.” But to my shame, her education is not enough to make an equitable party of such a noble kind. Your uncle, an extremely wise person, advised me specifically of you, as a person capable of inculcating discipline and mastering science perfectly. Sees Jupiter, I sincerely hope your wound will heal as soon as possible! But I praise Mars and Minerva for giving me this opportunity! - Kapion was silent, waiting for a response.

- Well, the ribs have already grown together, although healers strongly recommended that at least another month he refrained from long transitions and all the more battles. So this month I can spend with you and your daughter, but my condition is complete freedom of action and methods of education.

- ABOUT! She is in your full power, do not worry about it, - father dismissed with relief.

Chapter Two Acquaintance.

Augustus was standing in the pulpit, looking down from above, he was strictly studying the girl. The unusually short tunic opened the eyes to the gorgeous slim legs, barely covering the appetizing forms. A narrow belt overtighten the elegant waist, emphasizing the alluring curves of the body. Golden barely curly hair fell on his shoulders, not hiding the curved bend of a delightful neck. The eyes, the colors of the spring sky, sparkled with barely perceptible mischief. Studying the features of the young face, Augustus involuntarily lingered on his lips, catching himself on the fact that they awaken the most outspoken desires in the body that was starved for women. However, none of this was reflected on his face. The Roman profile gleamed with coldness, and the look, as if with indifference, glided along the attractive figure.

“Introduce yourself,” he said evenly.

- Felicia.

“Introduce yourself as it should be,” the metal flashed in his voice.

“Felicia Aquillius Atticus, daughter of patrician Capion Aquillius Atticus,” the girl replied after a slight confusion.

- Well, - Augustus nodded and continued with a mentor tone - let's start with the material he has gone through.

Three hours later, he knew everything he needed. Undoubtedly, the girl had a lively and sharp mind. To his surprise, she also had a good command of the disciplines studied, however, there were quite a few gaps in her knowledge, it was felt that she was not giving enough time to study.

- By tomorrow you will complete this maths task and now this is grammar, now go.

When the door closed behind the girl, Augustus sat down and leaned back tiredly on the back of the chair. The right side of the chest ached, the wound made itself felt. But it was not this that took away his strength, and not even the fact that the conversation with the girl looked like a battle, now a game of hide-and-seek, most of the strength went to hold herself. From time to time, Augustus found himself finding that his gaze stopped on neat, inviting nipples, every now and then fitted with a thin cloth of tunics, or tried to look at the shape of her undoubtedly delicious breasts. And Felicia’s long, slender legs made him lose his mind, giving himself up to sweet contemplation. However, his composure was enough not to show his interest. Being a man of direct and decisive, Augustus experienced such confusion for the first time: he was not accustomed to deny himself, but circumstances forced him to keep himself within the limits.

Chapter three First lesson.

Having unfolded the papyrus, Augustus at first glance realized that the grammar assignment was done in a hurry, the letters galloping on the already inaccurate lines blurred. Obviously the papyrus was minimized before the ink dried out. There were no math tasks

- Do you think this job is worthy of a patrician daughter? - the dry brown eyes of the teacher, sparkling with sparks, escaped from under his brows and carefully studied the girl's face.

- I ... I ..., - unable to stand, embarrassed girl.

“You write worse than a port slave clerk, but unlike you, port slaves can count,” the steel slashed in his voice, “if so, you will be punished as a slave.”

- How dare you! I am the daughter of a patrician and will not allow ..., having cut off the phrase in mid-sentence, she involuntarily fell silent, looking as strong hands confidently removed a wide leather belt.

The girl’s blue eyes widened, her mouth parted, and after a moment her cheeks were flushed with a blush.

- Facing the wall, - the tone of the teacher did not tolerate objections.

The girl obeyed.

“Palms on the wall,” after a second pause, Felicia performed this command.

Augustus resolutely pulled up her short tunic and stifled a sigh of admiration, and the girl’s taut, tanned buttocks opened to him. He firmly pushed one hand between her legs, while the other pressed firmly on the lower back, causing the girl to bend. There was a slight moan. Removing his hands, he allowed himself to linger, admiring the delightful forms and the tempting slightly opened smoothly shaved triangle between her legs.

“Stand still,” his voice was still dry and stern, but his face now had real feelings.

Felicia sat transfixed, silently standing, looking at the floor. Her breathing increased, but nothing else gave her excitement.

The first sure and at the same time not too strong blow to burn the buttocks. The girl jerked, barely crying, and tried to pull away, but strong hands returned her to the starting position. Then followed the second and third strikes. A leather belt in capable hands obediently cut through the air with a faint whistle. Felicia’s rounded buttocks turned red, highlighting the gorgeous shapes.

After making a few more precise and precise strikes, Augustus paused.

“You will fulfill the tasks that I give you precisely and on time,” tenderness was guessed in a pointedly restrained tone.

“But ...” the girl began, and immediately another stinging blow struck her ass.

She twitched again, but this time, as if from pleasure, and no longer tried to pull away. A barely perceptible droplet flashed between her legs, but Augustus was focused and did not notice how she fell to the floor, scattering hundreds of tiny sparks.

“When I punish you, you will only say:“ Yes, teacher, ”- and carefully remember all of mine ...

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