Uta was summoned to take her place before her lord and master. As she mounted the stairs, the serving girl came to her master’s side holding the prize that had been designated for the victor. I was amused to see that what she held was a well-formed phallus, long and narrow and made of smooth ivory. The slave girl was oiling the shaft, running her curved fingers up and down its length to apply a generous coating of oil. I also noticed that the rod appeared to be set into a sort of harness, from which a set of straps dangled down.

At a nod from the seated monarch, the serving girl proceeded to equip the victor with her award. She helped Uta step into the leather loops and drew the contraption up her legs, where it was buckled snugly into place around the girl’s thin waist Leg straps were tightened around the curves of her butt while a strap that hung down in front was passed between her legs and attached to the belt in back Finally, the straps were pulled tight, cinched into place, leaving the girl with the weird phallus jutting out from her Venus-mound in a perverse parody of masculine equipment.

Gratius looked very pleased. He beckoned the girl to him so he might personally inspect the tightness of the fit. He ran his fingers along the straps that cinched her waist and the snug leg straps that curved under her tight butt He pulled up on the center strap, tugging the thin leather strip even deeper between the girl’s labia. Turning her around, he gave her a friendly smack on the bottom that sent her back down to the sunken ring. I watched the protruding rod bobbing obscenely as she descended the wide stairs to where her kneeling rival waited for her.

Uta knew what to do. I got the distinct feeling that this was not the first time that these slave girls had been made to put on such a show before their lecherous lord. Stepping up to the kneeling girl, she reached down and paused to fondle Leia’s right breast. Leia looked up at her. When their eyes met, Uta placed a hand flatly at the top of the girl’s chest and pushed steadily, shoving her backward so that Leia fell onto her back, propped up on her elbows, legs sprawled out on the pillows.