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Chapter 15. Julia's Trial
During next two days following her questioning, young Julia rested and recovered in the dungeon..
Varinia was not tortured either, although she was visited daily by the guards who abused her in every possible way.
On the second day, Julia was finally able to get up from bed. Her whole body ached and her innumerable wounds stung, however, the woman practiced Christian charity with her slave. She shared with her the meager food provided by his guards, and also gave spiritual comfort. After each rape, Julia washed poor Varinia's body with a sponge and water, gently removing the remains of the guards' sperm and giving her the courage to face martyrdom.....
Of course they found enough time to give pleasure each other
Finally, the third day the trial was held.
The praetor wanted Julia's trial to be public and for the main noble lineages to which the young woman belonged by birth be present.
Apart of these nobles was outraged that a young patrician had been arrested and locked up in the dungeons of the praetorium, so they appointed an old patrician, Gaius Marcio, to act as representative and express his protests aloud.
The courtroom was full of people nervously arguing about the matter as they waited for the praetor to enter. He finally appeared surrounded by several guards and then everyone was respectfully silent although there was a great accumulated tension.
Looking at the people, the praetor sat in his chair and flanking him were placed the lictors with the imperium, that is, the symbol of the power of life or death that the judge had over the condemned.
- Let the trial begin, said a master of ceremonies.
- Bring the slave first, ordered the praetor.
The guards and executioners then brought Varinia to the court. The young woman appeared before the judge completely naked and loaded with chains with shackles on her ankles and wrists. A guard was pulling her with a strap tied around her neck.
As she entered the room, Varinia saw all these people and was reluctant to enter. However, the guards dragged her to court. The crowd gathered there stared at the beautiful slave girl. Despite her youth, the marks on her skin indicated that she had been severely tortured and that impressed the men and women who had gathered there. Some recognized her as Julia's slave.
Varinia felt all those gazes fixed on her naked body and tried in vain to cover herself with her hands.
The praetor's question surprised him.
- Are you the slave of Patricia Julia ?.
- Yes, ... yes sir, she said lowering her head.
- You're Christian?.
Varinia did not answer immediately.
- Come on slave, answer, said the praetor fiercely, it will no longer do you any good to deny it.
She affirmed with her head sobbing.
- All right, and now tell me. Is your mistress also a Christian?
Varinia lowered her head again without answering. The centurion took her by the hair and forced her to look at the praetor,
- Answer what they ask you!
- Please,…. moaned Varinia.
- Confess at once, is your mistress Julia a Christian or not?
Varinia continued crying without answering, she could not betray her mistress like that.
- Centurion, said the praetor. Give the slave twenty lashes so that her tongue will be unleashed.
During next two days following her questioning, young Julia rested and recovered in the dungeon..
Varinia was not tortured either, although she was visited daily by the guards who abused her in every possible way.
On the second day, Julia was finally able to get up from bed. Her whole body ached and her innumerable wounds stung, however, the woman practiced Christian charity with her slave. She shared with her the meager food provided by his guards, and also gave spiritual comfort. After each rape, Julia washed poor Varinia's body with a sponge and water, gently removing the remains of the guards' sperm and giving her the courage to face martyrdom.....
Of course they found enough time to give pleasure each other
Finally, the third day the trial was held.
The praetor wanted Julia's trial to be public and for the main noble lineages to which the young woman belonged by birth be present.
Apart of these nobles was outraged that a young patrician had been arrested and locked up in the dungeons of the praetorium, so they appointed an old patrician, Gaius Marcio, to act as representative and express his protests aloud.
The courtroom was full of people nervously arguing about the matter as they waited for the praetor to enter. He finally appeared surrounded by several guards and then everyone was respectfully silent although there was a great accumulated tension.
Looking at the people, the praetor sat in his chair and flanking him were placed the lictors with the imperium, that is, the symbol of the power of life or death that the judge had over the condemned.
- Let the trial begin, said a master of ceremonies.
- Bring the slave first, ordered the praetor.
The guards and executioners then brought Varinia to the court. The young woman appeared before the judge completely naked and loaded with chains with shackles on her ankles and wrists. A guard was pulling her with a strap tied around her neck.
As she entered the room, Varinia saw all these people and was reluctant to enter. However, the guards dragged her to court. The crowd gathered there stared at the beautiful slave girl. Despite her youth, the marks on her skin indicated that she had been severely tortured and that impressed the men and women who had gathered there. Some recognized her as Julia's slave.
Varinia felt all those gazes fixed on her naked body and tried in vain to cover herself with her hands.
The praetor's question surprised him.
- Are you the slave of Patricia Julia ?.
- Yes, ... yes sir, she said lowering her head.
- You're Christian?.
Varinia did not answer immediately.
- Come on slave, answer, said the praetor fiercely, it will no longer do you any good to deny it.
She affirmed with her head sobbing.
- All right, and now tell me. Is your mistress also a Christian?
Varinia lowered her head again without answering. The centurion took her by the hair and forced her to look at the praetor,
- Answer what they ask you!
- Please,…. moaned Varinia.
- Confess at once, is your mistress Julia a Christian or not?
Varinia continued crying without answering, she could not betray her mistress like that.
- Centurion, said the praetor. Give the slave twenty lashes so that her tongue will be unleashed.