The Trophy

Claudia, glancing at her wrist watch, muttered; “Shit. It’s two o’clock in the afternoon”. Wondering where the time had gone, she got up from where she was resting and made her way to the bathing solarium, which was basically a house unto itself. She entered the room, which was all white with four Greek columns arranged into a square in the middle of the room. The columns were surrounded by a heated pool that had steps built into the porcelain for easy access to the crystal clear waters. Steam rose slowly up into the air above the water. Her attendant, as husband called the servants, was setting in the corner on a white bench. The girl of about 21 years of age rose upon seeing Claudia enter the room. 

“Mistress”, the girl simply said, as she rounded the pools edge to come up along side of Claudia; who nodded to her to signal she was ready to start. The girl, whose name Claudia had never bothered to learn, reached up to unlock the broach in the center of Claudia’s chest that held her silk in place. With a click the broach opened and as the girl removed it, the silk slithered down Claudia’s body to pool at her feet. 

Naked, Claudia stepped away from her fallen silks and with a sway of her hips she boldly entered the pool to kneel down. Her breath caught in her chest as the warm water came up to her waist. Briefly, she gazed up at the camera mounted on top of one of the columns. A smile played on her lips, she knew her husband would be watching just as he always did. This was a daily ritual and one she must endure. As the girl came up behind her and began to pour water from a porcelain pitcher over Claudia’s shoulders, Claudia took care to hide just how much she hated this daily activity from her body language. Instead she focused on arching her back, knowing that by doing so showed off her full breast, as the girl ran a sponge down her back. Briefly, she allowed her eyes to close, to bask in the feel of girls soft, but strong, hands. Slowly,Claudia allowed herself to relax. To allow herself to just feel. The girl came to kneel in front of Claudia, brushing her hand around Claudia’s slim waist, she began to seductively pour water down over her heaving breast causing them to glisten in the dim light. Squaring her shoulders, Claudia signed as the girl began her rhythmic massage with the sponge, again. Soap lightly ran down and over her breast causing them to peak. 

Finally, the girl leaned back and held out her hand. Lightly, Claudia placed her hand on top of the girl’s to rise. With an arch of her leg in showgirl fashion, she bared her leg to the girl administrations, as the girl lightly ran the sponge down Claudia’s sculpted leg; followed by the girl’s spare hand to sooth her goose-pebbled skin. When the girl had completed the task,Claudia knelt once more in a final rinse. 

Standing the girl once again offered her hand to Claudia, who gladly took it, to come standing before her attendant. She allowed the girl to lead her from the pool, careful to make sure she put a sway in her step as she exited the pool.  On the final step, she slowly turned and again gazed into the camera, allowing a small smile to play across her glisteningly lips. 

With experienced efficiency, the attendant appear with a fresh silk of rose pink that she wrapped around Claudia and reattached the broach to hold it in place. Claudia had to admit that it was a fine choice. The silk showed off the best features of her body. A bit of flat waist here, the side of her breast there. And the color contrasted nicely with her pale skin. Finally, with her attendant’s assistance, she stepped into her white stilettos; and with a few clicks of her heels she exited the solarium.

R

Claudia suddenly wakes up from her dream. She is drenched with sweat. She thought to herself what a odd dream to have. She decides it’s time to get ready for the day. She has plans today and if she doesn’t get moving she is going to be late. So she jumps in the shower and lets the cold water wake her up. As she is getting ready she thinks back on her life. She misses the days of being a flight attendant and traveling the world. It really wasn’t as glamorous as some would think. Being in airports all the time was no fun. But she missed that freedom she had back then to go and do whatever she wanted. The way her life is now, she is lucky to be able to walk in the garden or swim in the pool. Jackson her husband likes to keep her to himself. He is controlling and completely obsessed with Claudia.