Listen, old man, I'm done for.... why don't you eat me and then have Barb cold for supper?
Listen, old man, I'm done for.... why don't you eat me and then have Barb cold for supper?
Listen, old man, I'm done for.... why don't you eat me and then have Barb cold for supper?
Ah, they don't make them like that any more!
If you keep doing that, she won't be cold for long.Works for me.
Yum.
If you keep doing that, she won't be cold for long.
Works for me.
Yum.
That’s pretty much the point.
Closer to what I had in mind.
Somehow I think this state of bliss is going to be short lived!
Well done phlebas! Looking forward to Moore!
quit reading ahead!
There will be Moore to see
Now for a quieter chapter before the storm, and a surprise for Barb
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Barb and Nubia were kicked awake by the guards the next morning, and without ceremony they were hustled out of the cell to meet the magistrate.
They were forced to their knees in front of him, still naked and feeling very vulnerable as he read the charges against them.
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"The slave Nubia, murdered her master Marcus Rubrius in front of witnesses, with a kitchen knife."
"Yes and I would do it again!"
"Silence. The sentence is clear, there is no need to torture a confession from you, we have all heard your admission. Death, by crucifixion in the arena."
"Next, Barbria Moria, former lady of the Villa Crucii. The charge is very serious, your husband has accused you of being a secret Christian."
Shock crossed Barb's face at once
"But . . . it . . . it is not true! A Christian?"
"Our God and Master has decreed that christians must be rooted out wherever they are found. They are a direct threat to order in the Empire. You have betrayed the Emperor, betrayed Rome by this filthy perversion.
The sentence: Death by crucifixion in the arena."
"No, NO, I am not a christian, I only . . . I am Roman . . . please you can't do this . . . "
"Take them, and prepare them for the mid week games. Bring the former Lady Barbria to me tomorrow and I will see to her scourging personally."
View attachment 607333 Mmmmmmm ! A Barb'flagellation ! We never yet saw that , it will be "grandiose" !
People shouldn't reject the gods of Rome for these flash in the pan cults. The only thing to do is root them out and purge them, before they pervert young people."Next, Barbria Moria, former lady of the Villa Crucii. The charge is very serious, your husband has accused you of being a secret Christian."
Shock crossed Barb's face at once
"But . . . it . . . it is not true! A Christian?"
"Our God and Master has decreed that christians must be rooted out wherever they are found. They are a direct threat to order in the Empire. You have betrayed the Emperor, betrayed Rome by this filthy perversion.
The sentence: Death by crucifixion in the arena."
"No, NO, I am not a christian, I only . . . I am Roman . . . please you can't do this . . . "
And from a particularly interesting angle too.
I think "grandiose" is a very well chosen word.View attachment 607333 Mmmmmmm ! A Barb'flagellation ! We never yet saw that , it will be "grandiose" !
Tch, we've had rebellion in Cruxonia, now we have Christianity here, the world is going to the dogs!quit reading ahead!
There will be Moore to see
Now for a quieter chapter before the storm, and a surprise for Barb
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Barb and Nubia were kicked awake by the guards the next morning, and without ceremony they were hustled out of the cell to meet the magistrate.
They were forced to their knees in front of him, still naked and feeling very vulnerable as he read the charges against them.
View attachment 607319
"The slave Nubia, murdered her master Marcus Rubrius in front of witnesses, with a kitchen knife."
"Yes and I would do it again!"
"Silence. The sentence is clear, there is no need to torture a confession from you, we have all heard your admission. Death, by crucifixion in the arena."
"Next, Barbria Moria, former lady of the Villa Crucii. The charge is very serious, your husband has accused you of being a secret Christian."
Shock crossed Barb's face at once
"But . . . it . . . it is not true! A Christian?"
"Our God and Master has decreed that christians must be rooted out wherever they are found. They are a direct threat to order in the Empire. You have betrayed the Emperor, betrayed Rome by this filthy perversion.
The sentence: Death by crucifixion in the arena."
"No, NO, I am not a christian, I only . . . I am Roman . . . please you can't do this . . . "
"Take them, and prepare them for the mid week games. Bring the former Lady Barbria to me tomorrow and I will see to her scourging personally."
Barbria should play it Moore smart :"Next, Barbria Moria, former lady of the Villa Crucii. The charge is very serious, your husband has accused you of being a secret Christian."
"No, NO, I am not a christian, I only . . . I am Roman . . . please you can't do this . . . "
"Take them, and prepare them for the mid week games. Bring the former Lady Barbria to me tomorrow and I will see to her scourging personally."
OK, first off, all Barbria has to do to beat the secret Christian rap is to offer sacrifice to the gods. A perfunctory burnt offering and off she goes.
Second, I really was hoping for an extended sapphic interlude. Phooey. Well, maybe these can be Barbria's fond, fevered erotic flashbacks as she writhes naked on her cross.
Find a certain Captain Phlebas from Carhage and ask him to testify! He will confirm what I say!"
By the way, where can I get tickets for the arena?
There was a discount for early bookings! I just got my tickets delivered by a homing pigeon of the Imperial Wide Web!It's a small provincial arena, but that only makes the experience more intimate, doesn't it? Available at the gate, be sure to get there early it will be a popular event.