CAESAR'S REWARD

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Aeilia was rehearsing one of her dances when Quinn burst onto the scene and barked at her,

"Aemilia, come with me, we have some unfinished business.” grabbing her hand and almost dragging her towards his bedroom, she had to almost run to keep up with him as he brushed servants aside in his hurry. In his bedroom, he crushed her in his arms and mashed his lips against hers in a fierce bruising kiss, and began lifting her tunic over her head as he broke the kiss and threw her tunic into a corner before picking her up cradled in his arms and dropping her naked body onto the bed and quickly divesting himself of his own tunic his erection rising as never before.

Aemilia smiled suggestively, her little pink tongue licking at her bare shoulder

"I love this kind of ‘business,” she murmured waiting for Quinn to make love to her but she was not prepared for what happened next. Quinn stood over her with his thick, hard erection in one hand,

"Up to now we have made love gently, tenderly even, but I have been advised to take a different approach to quote the advice I was given 'Fuck her until her teeth rattle she will appreciate it,'"

Unexpectedly he roughly parted her knees and thrust and thrust and thrust his mighty sword into her depths, forcing the breath from her body. His large rough calloused hands pushed her voluptuous breasts together while his thumbs played and teased her swollen nipples,

"If you feel so inclined you can fuck me back," his voice was thick and raspy with desire and need for her as he used her body as he had never used it before. Aemilia's slick, slippery channel lubricated his shaft as he pounded her sex, finding new sensations as she adjusted to his use of her. He felt his climax building and as it became impossible to hold it back he tangled her long red hair in the fingers of one hand and pulled her head up for one more long exciting, bruising kiss and then he broke the kiss and roared,

"By the gods, Venus herself must have helped in your creation."

His sperm spurted in a torrent inside her filling her to the brim so it oozed from around his shaft as he slowed to eject the last of his creamy offerings then he finally came to a stop and lay on top of her but still connected with his manhood slowly deflating inside her.

"Get your breath back then you can put your pretty pink tongue to use."

He wriggled down a little and buried his face between her soft, silky breasts


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She could see as he stood over her that his manhood was larger than she had ever seen, as if his passions enflamed it. Just looking at him as he held the large thing in his massive hand made her sex wet in anticipation.

"Up to now we have made love gently, tenderly even, but I have been advised to take a different approach to quote the advice I was given 'Fuck her until her teeth rattle she will appreciate it,'"

With no other preamble he placed a hand on each knee and forcefully parted them to find her sex glistening with desire. Like a man possessed with need and desire he roughly thrusted his sword all the way into her sheath, knocking the wind out of her. At first thrust he felt too large and she looked startled as his manhood seemed to stretch her narrow channel. He pulled back and thrusted fully into her again, the walls of her sex gripping him tight.

Her body was beginning to adjust to his forceful thrusts and with each ram of his manhood she started to travel across the bed. He clamped his large hand on her body to keep her from moving as he continued. Then he took hold of her breast and pressed them together, his thumb’s rubbing her swollen nipples.

"If you feel so inclined you can fuck me back,"

With those words she wrapped her legs around his body, locking her ankles so that her heels rested against his buttocks. She used that leverage to help pull him into her for she found that as much as he seemed to need her, she needed him. Before, all of their couplings had been these gentle, sweet things. But this time was different, with Quinn acting as a man possessed, as if he not just wanted her but he needed her -as if he had to have her.

As he pounded deep into her, he began to hit spots that had never been touched before, causing her to moan and grunt and groan. Sex had never been so hard or so deep and she could tell that he was chasing his release. She herself did the same thing. She had been disappointed when Troilus had interrupted sex with her lover. But now they were making up for that lost time.

She could feel her breast bouncing in time to his thrusts helping his thumbs to excite her nipples and she held onto his arms. Then he leaned over more and she could reach his shoulders. His thrusting was causing her own orgasm to build within her. With mouth open she panted for air and without realizing it her fingernails left little red scratches in his shoulders. Not enough to draw blood but rather little red welts on his upper arms and shoulders. This was her man, her lover, her love. Definitely her Master.

As if he were branding her insides with his mighty rod, he began to speed up and this led her towards her own climax. He took a handful of her long red hair and used it to lift her face to his. Yet another brutal kiss, she felt the power and need behind it and she began her climax, her sex squeezing even tighter upon his manhood.

At that he broke the kiss, the muscles straining in his neck as he called out.

"By the gods, Venus herself must have helped in your creation." His own voice hid the sound of her cry - an almost breathy sound as her back arched. Her heart pounded inside of her and she could almost swear that she could see stars dancing before her eyes.

She could feel within her sex her lover’s manhood shoot his potent seed repeatedly into her. Over and over it splashed inside while her own creamy spendings joined in to fill up that narrow tunnel until it was full. She could feel it start leaking out, running down her crack to moisten her anus.

Exhausted, Quinn slumped down on top of her somehow without crushing her. Both of their bodies were sweaty and she could feel that his manhood was still buried within her sex, though not nearly as large as it had been. Still, Quinn, even at rest, possessed a sword larger than most men that she had seen.

Her legs were still wrapped around his body and she really didn’t want to let go of him. Both were panting and he looked at her, a smile on his lips.

"Get your breath back then you can put your pretty pink tongue to use."

He moved down her body, pulling his member from her sex and she felt a bit more seed escape. With a contented sigh he planted his face in the valley between her breast while he slipped his arms around her waist. She felt him kiss the soft skin there, his breath slowing down a bit. To tell the truth, she longed to lay like this forever and she began to run her fingers through his short sandy-colored curls, gently massaging his scalp.

As she lay there, her sex full of his seed, the thought crossed her mind that for all she knew, she may already carry his child. And then again, maybe not. Her fingers continued to massage him and she knew that their coupling had to have been heard by the entire household. There were few secrets in a Roman house. She smiled at the thought.

“My love…” Her voice was soft and low - words meant only for his ears. “…I wish that we could stay like this forever.” She smiled remembering what he said when he had been told to come back to her. “And I do believe that my teeth did rattle. I greatly enjoyed it.” She could feel him smile, his lips still playing with that soft skin as he licked and gently nibbled and sucked.

He gave a snort and lifted his head to grin at her before resting his head back down. This time his face was turns so that now he faced her right breast. He seemed contented. As if suddenly noticing her dark rose nipple still pebbled with desire he began to worry it with his thumb and forefinger.

“That feels nice.” They lay like that for a bit, with his arm around her and her massaging his scalp and neck and shoulders while the late afternoon sun seeped through his bedroom windows. Her fingertips felt something on his shoulder and she realized that it was where she had scratched him during their lovemaking. She had not meant to do so.

“Love, I am sorry that I scratched you. I can put something on it later.”

 

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Sated for the present they lay curled up together each taking warmth from the other's naked body,

"My love… …I wish that we could stay like this forever. And I do believe that my teeth did rattle. I greatly enjoyed it.”

Quinn smiled and continued caressing Aemilia's soft, smooth skin interspersed with gentle nibbles around her areoles and hard nipples.

He had not noticed the scratches on his shoulder ut when she said she would put some salve on later he dismissed it saying,

"You have no need to do that, I have had a lot worse In the arena but,,,,," he pinned her down and held her hands above her head ",,,,,,If you can't keep your hands off me,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

He rolled onto his back again with his manhood pointing to the ceiling, his legs parted in invitation and grinned at her reminding her that he needed to be cleaned.

"Or possibly you might enjoy the taste.,,,,, I will taste your nectar if that will please you. remember this will possibly be the last time we will be alone together until Caesar departs tomorrow evening so stay with me tonight my love."

As they lay entwined, Quinn wondered if he should tell Aemilia about Lucia and what had happened but decided that it would be best to say nothing until she asked.

 

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He seemed to not even be interested in the scratches that she had made during their wild lovemaking, telling her that he had received worse when in the gladiatorial ring. In fact, her offer to dress them seemed to amuse him. He instead pinned her down on the bed, holding her arms above her head as he grinned down at her.

",,,,,,If you can't keep your hands off me,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

And with that he rolled into his back, with his manhood pointing almost straight up, as if to remind her that he was wanting her to clean his manhood. She giggled as he spoke.

"Or possibly you might enjoy the taste.,,,,, I will taste your nectar if that will please you. remember this will possibly be the last time we will be alone together until Caesar departs tomorrow evening so stay with me tonight my love.

Aemilia was quite happy to do so. Spending the night with Quinn was something that she would definitely prefer and indeed love to do. In fact, she was not looking forward to the arrival of the Emperor at all. She wondered if it would be just Caesar or if there would be others, like Troilus. She knew that there were various men that also hung around with Caesar. Like Marcus Antony and Marcus Brutus, among others. Or maybe it would be just the great man himself.

Giggling, she crawled on the bed until she was able to crawl up over his body. She was staring at his manhood just inches from her mouth while her body lay on top of her lover with her own sex just inches from Quinn’s face. At the imperatoris sexus stabulis, the Lanistas called this position “Mutua Voluptas”, or Mutual Pleasure”. This way they could receive their pleasure at the same time.

As a slave, she would never have the right to demand such a thing as Mutua Voluptas. But as a lover she would be able to demand such a thing. She looked back over her shoulder and gave a little snicker.

“I am now taking you up on the offer. And as to spending the night with you here, I was so hoping that you would ask.” She stretched out her tongue to gently lick the tip of his manhood, tasting not only his seed but her own cream that also coated it.

Her hand was small on his mighty staff, and with it being well covered in both of their creamy spendings, it was a bit difficult to hold on to. It also didn’t help that her hands were small and her reach unable to completely encircle his penis. Therefore it slipped out of her grasp several time, bouncing back and forth yet remaining upright.

However, she kept trying, giving a little giggle each time she lost control of it. It was a bit of a ploy, if the truth be known. She gave her buttocks a little wiggle. Then once she felt his hands on her, she was ready.

Suddenly she plunged his large staff into her mouth all the way, slipping it into her throat. Quinn had not expected this and she heard him groan as his hips seemed to thrust up involuntarily, as if a reaction to unexpected stimuli. Her throat tightly squeezed him and her small hand reached down between his legs to find his heavy sac. With nimble fingers she massaged it while her tongue tickled the part not in her throat.

From the noises that he made, her lover approved of what she was doing.

 

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Aemilia crawled up the bed along his body until he could feel her hot breath on his tightly curled pubic hair, giggling as she breathed, her delicate pink tongue placed a gentle kiss on the tip, teasing him with her sensuous kiss, her naked body lay on top of him with her legs either side of his head, her sex inches from his face,

“I am now taking you up on the offer. And as to spending the night with you here, I was so hoping that you would ask.”

Again her tongue licked the tip of his slick head, coated in the mix of their spendings, rendering his mighty erect shaft slippery and difficult for her to hold in her small hands. Several times it slipped from her grasp but always bounced back, hard and erect in position for her, making her giggle. it seemed she was encouraging him to take part as she wiggled her small but plump rear in his face so he could smell the aroma of her arousal, his hands grasped her buttocks in each hand and pulled them apart for his tongue to lick along her slit from top to bottom and suck on her hard little clit, sucking her juices from her sex.

Suddenly she plunged down on his shaft taking most of it into her throat, Quinn groaned in surprise and his hips jerked at the unexpected stimuli. Aemilia squeezed his shaft with her throat to keep in position and fondled his apple-sized testicles in their sac of skin. Quinn groaned with pleasure as her tongue cleaned his meaty shaft, He burrowed his face deeper between her legs, tasting the sweet nectar that oozed from her sex.

When he was clean they lay side by side kissing and caressing one another until sleep overtook them and they slept until Quinn awoke with his morning erection prodding between Aemilia's thighs,

"I think just your hands will suffice this morning my love, we can have tonight together as well if you like."





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Caesar arrived with all the pomp and fanfare that was expected of the Emperor of the Roman Empire greeted by his host The Mighty Quinn who led him to the banqueting room where comfortable plump cushions were scattered about so that everyone could have an uninterrupted view of the entertainment. Caesar naturally sat in the best viewing point with his own servus sexus, Lillian, seated next to him on his left,

Quinn sat on his right with three favored senators seated behind them also each with their own servus sexus for use after the meal and entertainment had finished. Much to his anger and disappointment, Troilus was relegated to the rear.

"I have heard much of your servus sexus, Quinn, is she as beautiful as I have been told, looks that rival those of our goddess Venus? Does she satisfy you as she has been trained to do? I have also been informed that she is a talented dancer, I will look forward to watching her perform whilst we feast."

It surprised Quinn that Caesar knew so much about Aemilia, information which could have come only from Troilus.

"I find her more than satisfactory in every way my Lord Caesar, you must judge her beauty according to your own impeccable taste, as for her dancing you will see her talent for yourself."

Quinn excused himself with the excuse that he had to see if Aemilia and Jovian were ready, he could see that both were very nervous and tried to calm them, saying,

"Try to forget that Caesar is here and think you are dancing for me, Aemilia it is harder for you as you need to make Caesar believe that your performance is for him so each time you face him give him one of your dazzling seductive smiles, I will know that in reality, it is for me. Now go and show Caesar what you can do.

 

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She looked up at her mother. She could see where someone had left bite marks on her mother’s shoulder - more of a bruise than actual teeth marks. Laelia looked tired and Aemilia knew that her mother had entertained last night at a birthday celebration for Master Quintilius. Here was Aemilia just rising for the start of a new day and yet her mother was just now returning to the room that she and her mother shared in the slave quarters.

“I am tired, little one. I’m going to bed.”

“If you were tired, why did you not come back here earlier?”

“Because, little one, we all have a job to do. I had to finish the job before I could come back to my room. If Nona told you to dust a room, then you would be expected to dust the entire room, is that not right? You would not dust just part of the room and then leave because you are tired.”

Aemilia thought a moment, weighing her mother’s words. She helped her mother undress, noticing more marks on the woman’s body. Little bruises and scratches scattered about on the pale freckled skin.

“Oh, mama! You are hurt!”

“It is all right, little one. I will be better after some sleep.” Aemilia helped Laelia into bed and pulled the cover over her mother’s nude body. Quietly she dressed and crept out of the room, pulling the curtain closed behind her. It was a couple of months afterwards that her mother told her that she would have a baby brother or baby sister that would join them.

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The dream brought up memories of her childhood that she had forgotten. Memories of her brothers Rusticus and Severus and Fabius. She took a deep breath as she became aware of Quinn’s arms around her, holding her against him while his manhood had slipped between her thighs.

She gave a slight stretch as Quinn nuzzled her ear.

"I think just your hands will suffice this morning my love, we can have tonight together as well if you like.”

A smile came to her lips. “I definitely like,” she told him before taking his sword in hand and giving him some relief.

Their day was starting off fairly early, but they were not the only ones busy. Everywhere that Aemilia went as she walked back to her room in the slave’s quarters were servants running around getting everything ready. All day, in fact, the household seemed to be in an uproar. She was a bit surprised that Troilus wasn’t on hand to tell everyone what they were doing wrong, but thank the gods he was absent. She suspected that he would make sure that he arrived with Caesar.

Meanwhile, she and Jovian did spend some time rehearsing one last time. Then she and Quinn quickly bathed in the bathhouse - not really sexual but instead to clean themselves. Then she went back with Quinn to his room to help him dress for the Emperor’s visit before heading for her own room to put on the yellow dress. First she put on some of her personal scent and then slipped the outfit over her head.

For some reason it really did not fit just right, though she could not figure how to make it fit better. Nevertheless she stepped out and found Jovian waiting nearby. He was taking deep breaths in an effort to remain calm.

“Jovian, the Emperor will fall in love with your new piece. There is nothing like it being played now.”

Jovian smiled and shook his head. “No one will notice my music when they see you.”

Before she could say anything, the Master stepped out to speak with them.

“Try to forget that Caesar is here and think you are dancing for me, Aemilia it is harder for you as you need to make Caesar believe that your performance is for him so each time you face him give him one of your dazzling seductive smiles, I will know that in reality, it is for me. Now go and show Caesar what you can do.”

Suddenly Jovian took her hand and led her into the triclinium. Before everyone had arrived she had glanced into the room to see just how the seating was arranged. It surprised her at the large number of seats that had been allocated as she had not realized that the men would be bringing their servus sexus with them.

Next to Caesar was an exotic woman dressed as obviously his servus sexus. Both she and Jovian went before The Emperor and bowed, though as taught, Aemilia prostrated herself before him until Caesar bade her to arise and entertain them.

Aemilia arose and smiled at Caesar, giving him her best seductive smile. A quick glance to his servus sexus told her that the woman was not impressed.

Jovian gave a soft strum on his lute and Aemilia took her position. It occurred to her that if Troilus was in attendance, she had not seen him. She began a soft twirl, the panels of the skirt shifting a bit to give quick flashes of her sex before hiding it. Slowly she began to undulate, her hips giving a soft almost sexy pop side to side. Only the bottom half of her body moved. The top half of her body faced the Emperor, her smile seemingly offering him everything. She saw his hand start to lift and she stepped to the side and turned to look over her shoulder at the senator at his side. She lifted her arms in a graceful arc and then turned back to Emperor Caesar, bringing her arms backdown.

Through the whole movement her hips continued their movements, like a heartbeat of the dance. Jovian plucked the chords and followed along with the story of the song as Aemilia seductively danced for the Emperor. Another turn to the other side and she danced before her own Master. She twirled around and felt the fabric around her legs shift even more, giving yet more glimpses of the charms.

The tune began to speed up, and she followed where Jovian led, moving from side to side and her top shifted a bit to give a glimpse of her breast beneath the yellow panel.

She began her finale of the song, her hips jerking and as she started her spinning, she began undulating her body. The panels of the fabric began to shift more and more, giving glimpses of the buttocks and her sex. The flame of the hair covering her sex was like a beacon to the eyes in the room, including the servus sexus.

She came out of the turn and fell to her knees, her legs spread wide. Her upper body was an arch over backwards. However, something felt wrong. There was a draft of air that brushed her sex and she didn’t realize that the fabric had shifted too much and everything was exposed to Emperor Caesar and to his servus sexus, and indeed to the rest of the guest. In fact, the only person that could not really see anything was Jovian.

The room was quiet.

 

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Aemilia began her dance, to begin with everyone was chatting among themselves then as Aemilia went into her twirls and hip jerking the room fell silent as the panels of fabric spread out from her hips and as she twirled round and round her sex and tight round rear were exposed, the thatch of red hair between her legs was like a magnet for their eyes. she threw dazzling seductive smiles in Caesar's direction but Quinn knew that each one was meant for him. From the corner of his eye, he could see that Caesar was becoming aroused and was thankful when Lillian, Caesar's servus sexus slipped her hand under his toga and stroked Caesar's erect penis. towards the end of the performance, Aemilia went down on her knees and with her legs spread wide she leaned back her arms held out towards Caesar as if reaching for him. It was then that Quinn noticed that the panel of fabric that was meant to preserve her modesty settled over one leg leaving her pink sex in full view of her audience. Quinn was mortified as the music died away and the room was was silent for a moment until Caesar began clapping and shouting,

"Bravo, excellent, never have I seen a dance performed with such feeling and by such a beautiful woman, what did you say her name was Quinn?"

Everyone else followed Caesar's lead and applauded loudly calling out their compliments, through it all Quinn managed to make himself heard in answer to Caesar's question.

"Aemilia my Lord, her name is Aemilia."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman Quinn, I envy you, perhaps I should take a look in my stable and see if there are any more redhaired beauties that I don't know about, tell me, Quinn, is it true that redheaded women are extremely passionate when aroused?"

"I don't know the answer to that my Lord, I have only my experience with the one woman in recent times."

"Then you should broaden your experience, when you come to the palace you shall have your pick of my own servus sexus."

He then kissed Lillian on the cheek and said,

"Thank you Lillian that will be all for now, your intervention was both timely and welcome." referring to her stroking him during the dance. He then called out to Aemilia,

"Come here my dear and sit here," he patted a tight space between himself and Quinn.

Quinn moved so that Aemilia could sit between the two of them and noticed how Caesar's hand rested high up on Aemilia's thigh and brushed aside the troublesome fabric hiding her sex, so it was now again on view to him.

"You have wonderfully smooth skin Aemilia, is it natural or do you have a special cream that you use?"

As he spoke he stroked up and down Aemilia's thigh, each time coming closer to her exposed sex. He was interrupted by Troilus standing to one side, rubbing his hands and half bowing in deference to Caesar.

"Did I not tell you that she was beautiful and talented as well, did I please you?

Caesar replied rather impatiently,

"For once Troilus you spoke the truth, no doubt in the hope that I would reward you with time with Aemilia, alas she is not mine to give but if you can find a woman who can keep you quiet you have my permission to indulge yourself."

"I'll keep him quiet for two or three hours my Lord."

Quinn recognized the voice immediately, he had not noticed her among the throng accompanying Caesar, But why on earth would she want to give herself to Troilus?

She took Troilus by the elbow and led him to the rear where there were plenty of cushions and bade him lay down then with everyone looking on she hitched up her dress and stood over him before lowering herself down so her sex rested on his lips.

"Now Troilus, you are going to lick my aged cunt until I'm dry, I haven't had a forked tongue like yours for such a long time."

She squatted down and smothered Troilus' cries with her sex and opened her dress so her breasts were bared and proceeded to play with her large swollen brown nipples,

"Come along, don't be shy, EVERYONE is welcome." she offered a delicious-looking nipple to the nearest man to her

 

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Suddenly Caesar was applauding with everyone else following along. She could see that Quinn was as upset as she was, though she could not let anyone else know. Instead she had to make it seem that the malfunction was planned.

Still, before she knew it the Emperor was asking her to sit beside him. And from out of nowhere Troilus appeared, his usual oily self. Caesar’s hand was on her thigh while he stroked the skin of her inner leg.

“You have wonderfully smooth skin Aemilia, is it natural or do you have a special cream that you use?"

“It is natural, Emperor Caesar.” She looked slyly at him. His eyes seemed drawn to her bright red thatch that guarded her sex. Goosebumps arose up on her arms as each time he stroked her skin his hand rose higher and higher up her thigh until his fingertips brushed those hairs.

Meanwhile Troilus seemed to be hinting about sex with her and the Emperor was quick to pick up on that and explain that she was not his to order such.

Suddenly a woman arose and took the hand of Troilus to lead him away. For that she was thankful though she had no idea who she was there with. She felt as if she was in a dream. She had been trained as a servus sexus. A sex slave. And orgies were just a part of that life. She could hear the lanista’s voice in her head, telling her how to do her job. So much depended upon how well she did. Any impressions that Caesar might have about her Master depended upon how she did her job. Even the lanistas that trained her were suddenly dependent upon her for the next few hours.

“Quinn, I have a desire to know more about this delightful Aemilia. Is there somewhere that I…”. He hesitated, his eyes never leaving her body. She had worried that something like this might happen. She remembered this sort of thing happening to her mother. But no matter what, her heart would always be with Quinn, her Master, her lover.

Her training took over as she stood, the panel of the outfit falling back to hide her charms. She reached a hand out to her Emperor. Her voice was soft and beguiling to him.

“My Master, the Mighty Quinn, has prepared a room specifically for your desires should you have need for it. If you will but follow me I will show the way.”

Caesar smiled at her and rose. “Lillian, if you will entertain our host while I check out some things.” She looked back at Caesar as she led him along. Over the Emperor’s shoulder she could see the tall, willowy dark-haired woman that had been sitting on the other side of Caesar scoot over to her lover and reach inside his toga while she whispered something into Quinn’s ear. In the back of the triclinium that strange woman was sitting on Troilus’ face while some senator was sucking on the woman’s right nipple. Already various senators were starting to kiss and over to one side sat Jovian, his back to the couples as he began to softly play music.

As they walked to the guest room, she briefly thought of Quinn, his sword in the hands of Lillian. Would he enjoy himself? Maybe wish for another servus sexus…

Aemilia knew that the guest room was just as nice as her Master’s chambers. Caesar was quiet as she led the way and the halls were remarkably clear of any slaves. Inside the bedroom was a bowl of fresh fruit and sweet meats. There was a gentle breeze blowing through the window and she could see that clean, fresh bedding was on the bed.

She closed the curtain and turned back to Caesar, smiling suggestively at him. “Does this meet with your approval, Dominus?”

Caesar stepped up to her and reached a hand inside the top of to find her breast. As his fingers began to pinch and worry which the nipple, she gave a sigh and he raised an eyebrow.

“Show me.” He stepped away, his eyes never leaving her body. It took all of her craft to make sure that her finger did not shake or fumble as she released the catch at her waist behind the jewel. Caesar’s eyes never wavered as he watched the yellow outfit slide down her arms and fall to the floor at her feet.

“That color did not do you justice.”

“It was a gift from Troilus

“Why does that not surprise me,” he said under his breath.

She stood before the Emperor, totally naked. She smiled up at him, her smile offering herself to him. She knew that how she fared was important not only for the Mighty Quinn, but for her lanistas that trained her as well as for herself. After all, should he not approve of how well she pleased him then her could still take her away from Quinn and give her to the gladiators until her death.

Before she could offer to undress Caesar, he stepped up to her again and cupped her breast with both hands. She closed her eyes and threw her head back a bit, giving a soft groan as he massaged them. She opened her eyes as his left hand remained on her breast while his right hand slid down her body. There was a quiver inside her as his fingers skimmed around her naval before continuing downward.

Her nipples were hard and pebbled as Caesar ran his fingers through the red hair that guarded the entrance to her sex. Leaning into her, he slipped two fingers up into her sex. She moaned and saw a slight smile cross his lips as he nodded his approval as her body gripped his fingers.

“You may now undress me.” He paused a moment, two fingers still buried up into her sex, before removing his fingers and putting them in his mouth, licking them.

“Yes, Dominus.”

She stepped forward and began to undress him. He seemed to be quite taken with how soft her skin was as his hands continued to roam over her body. It seemed strange and somewhat scary that she stood her before the Emperor himself, undressing him.

His sword was not nearly as large as her own Master’s manhood. However, as she stood before him she paid homage to it.

“I can see why you are indeed Emperor with such a might sword.” She lifted it reverently, as if it was the most magnificent penis she had ever seen.

“May I have the honor of kissing it, Dominus?” She looked at him in hopefulness and he nodded and waved his hand in acceptance.

Kneeling before him, she took his penis in her small hand and kissed its tip, tasting the liquid that had gathered there. He placed a hand lightly on the top of her head.

Making an “O” shaped with her lips, she slid him into her mouth. To provide stimulation she ran her tongue around and around his manhood as it was in her mouth. This was not achievable with her Master as his sword filled her mouth more than Dominus.

She looked up at him, her eyes showing that she adored him. His hand slipped to the back of her head as he pressed so that he slipped into her throat. For several minutes she spent the time bobbing her head up and down, using her small hands to massage the sac that felt very heavy.

“Enough. I want to try more.” He pointed to the bed and she bowed and crossed to the bed, walking slowly so that Caesar could watch her buttocks sway side to side. Once she reached the foot of the bed she began to crawl on her hands and knees up to where she would lay.

She felt a hand on her buttocks and she stopped. He ran his hands along the smooth cheeks.

“What a beautiful ass. It is full, unlike Lillian’s. Hers is too thin.” His hands parted her butt cheeks before he took a finger and pressed against the dark star that was hidden in that dark crevice. She pressed her forehead to her bedding, offering herself to him as he sunk his finger halfway into her anus.

“I want to have this too before I leave. Remind me if needed.”

“Yes, Dominus. As you wish.”

“On your back, Aemilia. It has been some time since I have bedded a redhead. I wish to see just how passionate you are.”

She laid on the bed, striking a pose and showing him very little. “Are you afraid that my flaming bush may burn your manhood?” She smiled at him and gave a soft laugh. “Only the most brave dare try to tame a redhead.”

“Then capitulate to your ruler, oh fiery maiden. My sword will conquer you.” And with those words he was on the bed, his hands tearing open her legs to reveal her precious jewel. With a grunt he slammed his sword into her sheath.

 

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The way that Caesar's hand found its way to Aeilia's flaming bush confirmed his fears that Caesar would want to use her for his amusement and he found himself with a strange mixture of anger, envy, jealousy, and strangest of all, pride. Proud that his lover had enamored the mighty Caesar, the ruler of The Roman Empire.

"Quinn, I have a desire to know more about this delightful Aemilia. Is there somewhere that I…”. Caesar had no need to say more, Aemilia interrupted him in a soft beguiling voice intimating that this was what she wanted,

“My Master, the Mighty Quinn, has prepared a room specifically for your desires should you have need for it. If you will but follow me I will show the way.”

She took his hand to lead him to the guest room while Caesar gave his instructions to Lillian,

“Lillian, if you will entertain our host while I check out some things."

Quinn watched sorrowfully as Aemilia led Caesar away, hoping that Caesar would be kind to her and not forcefully abuse her as some men were prone to do to servus sexus's that had been loaned to them. Suddenly he felt a hand creep under his toga and a gasp of amazement from Lillian whose hand it was holding his manhood in her hand.

"Lillian, there is no need, honestly." he tried to dissuade her even though he was becoming aroused at Lillian's experienced hands.

"Nonsense, oh Mighty Quinn, I could not possibly ignore my master's instructions, anyway I have a feeling I will enjoy it."

With her hand gripping his staff firmly just below the head, she used her thumb to smear the pre-cum over his sensitive helmet. that had gathered at the tip, Lillian help him and moved her hand slowly up and down his pole before she asked somewhat timidly,

"You were once a slave were you not?"

"Yes, that is true but what does that have to do with this?"

"Can I speak freely as if you were just another slave?"

Quinn knew this must be important to her as she was risking her whole future by speaking this way.

"Of course you may so long as you say nothing treasonous, nothing you tell me will go no further."

Lillian looked relieved then she smiled seductively,

"Before I begin we had best get undressed and make it appear that we are fucking or maybe do it for real"

Quinn smiled back, his rod was hard now and needed no bidding to be called into action,

"Perhaps it would be more realistic if we tore each other's clothes off."

To avoid attracting attention for all the wrong reasons like being the only fully dressed people in the room they tore each other's clothes off
until they were both naked and moved into each other's arms and kissed. Quinn found Lillian's body warm and soft but incomparable to Aemilia's glorious body. To keep up appearances his hands roamed all over her body and with each part of her body Quinn found himself comparing it with Aemilia. Her breasts were large and full but did not have that youthful firmness of his lover's. Her skin was again soft and warm but had a very fine downy covering of hair that was indiscernible unless very close up. Even between her legs was something of a disappointment her coarse hairy bush was spread over most of her mons and around the lips that guarded the entrance to her sex.

As his hands explored her body he discovered that instead of the smooth-flowing curves of Aemilia, Lillian was all angles and bony on her hips. Quinn had decided that there was no way that he could even pretend that he was enjoying making love to her but Lillian decided for him, She took hold of his staff and inserted it into her sex grinding herself against him, giving little moans of satisfaction as she forced him deeper.

"What is it that you wished to talk to me about Lillian?"

"My future Mighty Quinn, I fear that Caesar is tiring of me and will soon be giving me to the garrison,I have been his servus sexus for five years now and at first he could not leave me alone, three, four times a day but in the past few months he rarely uses me except for his morning relief, he never kisses me nowadays, he treats me more like an unwanted wife."

Quinn thought carefully, he could not intervene so he replied cagily.

"It seems to me that the answer lies with you Lillian, you are not looking after yourself as you should do, you are skinny in all the wrong places, your sex is a disgrace, trim it. The only help I can offer is to give Caesar a glowing report of our time together. "

As if to confirm his last remark he emptied his balls inside her in a gushing creamy torrent.

There was a guffaw of laughter from the direction of Troilus and Lucia where Lucia was scolding Troilus.

"You stop that biting Troilus or I'll give you my shithole to lick instead and I must inform you that I have wind and will not hesitate to fart in your mouth."

 

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Aemilia gave a cry out as Caesar’s manhood slammed into her sex, knocking the breath from her. Like a man possessed he began to pump into her, grunting with each thrust.

“You - are - so - won - der - ful - ly - tight!” He managed to say between each thrust as her breast rhythmically bounced. His eyes noticed them and she saw the desire flash through them as he bent his head. Finding a nipple with his lips, he gave a tug on it, biting playfully on it. But he never slowed his stride and she moaned and groaned, giving out cries as he began to speed up. She knew what was coming up next.

With a roar he thrust hard and deep within her and she could feel the warmth. In response her own body climaxed and she cried out in ecstasy while Caesar could feel her tight channel begin to milk his manhood.

As he pumped the last bit of seed into her he collapsed on top of her panting lightly. His manhood was still buried within her and she held him as he nuzzled her neck. For several minutes they lay like that, still joined at their sex and naked skin against naked skin. She could tell that his manhood had not deflated but was merely resting before the next attack.

Caesar took a slow, deep breath, smelling her neck.

“You smell delicious.” He gave a long, slow lick of her skin.

“Thank you, Dominus. I am glad that it pleases you.”

“It? Is this scent?”

“Yes, Dominus. It is a scent specifically created for me. The Lanista at the imperatoris sexus stabulis made it for me. Each servus sexus is given a unique scent.”

Having gotten his breath back, Caesar once more began to slide his manhood in and out of her sex, this time slower and more seductively. Aemilia moved her hips to meet his, making pleasurable sounds with each thrust. He seemed to enjoy sex with her, perhaps because she was so different from his sex slave Lillian.

Quinn briefly crossed her mind and she wondered if he was enjoying his time with Lillian. She had noticed the woman reaching beneath her Master’s tunic…. She had to stop such thoughts and concentrate on Caesar. She could not do things half heartedly.

Aemilia cut her eyes up to Caesar, slyly smiling at him before she nibbled on his shoulder. He looked at her surprised, before a slow smile spread across his face. “You like strong men, don’t you Aemilia?”

“First a gladiator, and then an Emperor?”

“Perhaps I should visit the imperatoris sexus stabulis and find my own fiery redhead. For tonight, I shall fuck you until you cannot walk.”

And with those words he reached down and slipped his arms beneath each knee and lifted her up until only her shoulders and neck and head were on the bed. Her arms were stretched out , with her hands clutching the bedding. As if in battle and determined to win this campaign, Caesar pounded into her sex. Sweat trickled down the side of his face and a look of determination was on his face.

The angle seemed to rub against something deep within her and she let herself accept it. It would not please Caesar if he failed to make her climax or if she made him appear less of a man. Nevertheless she was practically bent in half as he drilled his penis into her sex.

She pulled on the bedding clutched in her hands and screamed as she came. Her sex clamped hard around his manhood but he pressed on, determined to get even more out of her. The look that he gave her told her that this man was prepared to be the victor of this campaign.

He continued to fuck her, not missing a beat. After some time, he eventually began to increase his speed and she felt another climax for him was near. Soon they were both crying out as they both came. This time, when he collapsed on top of her he was breathing heavier. She could feel his seed slowly leaking from her sex as he removed his manhood. He used her body as a pillow as he played with her breast. His penis was wet from both of their spendings as it lay against his thigh.

“Maybe I just planted a baby in your belly. Perhaps soon my child will suck on this.” He lifted his head and sucked on her nipple, looking up at her with laughing black eyes.

She lay panting beneath him. Between her legs was sticky with his seed. “If I did, it would not be the first time that I fathered a child that would be a slave.” He grinned at her before biting her left breast. She gave a cry before he kissed the spot where a bruise was starting.

“Now, I have left my mark on you. At least until it fades.” He sucked on the bruise. “We can rest a bit before we have more fun. I am sure that Lillian is enjoying herself with your Master. And as for the others, they could not help but be enflamed for sex after having seen that dance of yours. At one time or another they were all up for an orgy. That is why they brought their servus sexus with them. All except Troilus. Only the gods know why he did bring one along - he has three of them.” He paused. “Wait, are you the one that Troilus kept asking me to gift you to?”

She looked at Caesar confused. “I’m not sure, Dominus. I know that when I was in training he asked for oral gratification from me more than he was allowed to have.”

Caesar was silent for a moment and Aemilia decided to keep quiet about the man showing up at the villa with Marcus Quintilius with him. After all, she was just the slave. It was up to Quinn to complain to Caesar, though she was sure that Quinn could easily handle any problem that Troilus might cause.

“I have not forgotten that beautiful ass of yours.” His fingers brushed across the red hair guarding her sex. “You have the shape of a woman. Lillian has become too thin for my taste. If I try to rest my head on her, her body is like a rock.” He was quiet for a moment.

“Are you happy with your master?” Her heart began to pound. She did NOT want to become a servus sexus to the Emperor.

“Yes, Dominus. I am very happy.”

“Does he beat you?”

“Once I was punished. But it was not a beating. I was spanked.”

“Ah, spanking is different, is it not?” His eyes looked mischievously at her.

“Yes, Dominus. It is different.” She thought that she should change the subject. “When I was in training there were several red-headed women there. One I remember in particular was beautiful and was a true red-head like me. And she was very…stubborn. Her name was Jolie if I remember correctly. Perhaps…”

“Yes. Perhaps.” He pinched her nipple and gave it a little tug. “Rest up and then…maybe your ass.”

 

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They lay side by side with Quinn wondering what he should do next, he could hear Aemilia's screams coming from the guest bedroom where his love was with Caesar and he also listened to the lewd remarks from some of the senators who could also hear Aemilia screaming.

"it sounds as if Dominus is giving her the full treatment, poor old Quinn will not be fucking her anytime soon,I can tell she'll be so sore and bruised by the time he's finished with her, I just wish I was where he is right now."

" You mean with your cock up her ass Gaius?" laughed another.
Lillian decided for him what his next course of action should be,

"I can tell you are disappointed with me Mighty Quinn and your heart is not in using me but I feel as though I have failed, if Caesar should learn of this I can only look forward to a life as the plaything of the garrison. Please give me a chance to prove to you that I am very good at what I do. I want your manhood inside me, nothing I have had previously compares to your magnificent sword. You must use all my holes just as Caesar is using your servus sexus. Use me as you wish and make me wet. It may help if I curse coarsely as you use me, at one time I was loaned to a man for a week and he taught me that using coarse language helped to arouse him, he taught me what words to use and I found them stimulating and arousing also, I was disappointed that after a week I had to return to Caesar,"

Lillian rolled onto her stomach and onto all fours and looked over her shoulder at Quinn and said beguilingly,

"My arse is trembling with need for your magnificent cock to fuck me, don't be gentle, ram that man-meat deep inside me."

She waggled her rear and crawled backward onto Quinn's waiting sword. Quinn accepted the situation with Aemilia's screams still ringing in his ears and Lillian's statement, 'You must use all my holes just as Caesar is using your servus sexus.'. He lined up his manhood with Lillian's dark star and thrust his hips forward, tearing through her tight sphincter, the whole length inside her bowels.

"FUCK, FUCK, OH YES, FUCK MY ARSE." Lillian screamed her pleasure as Quinn rammed in and out showing her no mercy. Quinn grunted with each thrust, Lillian's curses having the effect she said they might,

"UNH,,,,UNH.... TAKE MY COCK BITCH,,,,,, UNH,,,, UNH"

Lillian replied in kind at each thrust, wailing and cursing begging for more,

"FUCK ME QUINN, YESS, OHH FUCKING YESS, MORE, DEEPER, SPLIT ME IN TWO, FUCK I'M CUMMING, THANKYOU QUINN THAT'S WONDERFUL."

Quinn smiled kindly at her, "You were pretty wonderful yourself, you have taught me something, a curse works wonders I shall have to teach Aemilia all those that I know. There is one more hole to use if I am correct Lillian but you cannot curse as I am using it."

Lillian smiled happily back at him,

"True but there is nothing to stop you from calling me a worthless cocksucking whore as you fuck my mouth."

The next thing Quinn knew she was on her hands and knees with his manhood halfway down her throat while she vigorously stroked the shaft that she could reach. Lillilian knew her trade well enough to have Quinn spurting copiously in her mouth trying to smile at the same time but only succeeding in covering her eyes, nose, and lips with his creamy sperm.

There was raucous laughter from the direction of Lucia and Troilus, "I think Troilus met his match today."

Quinn heard Lucia say "It's all your own fault Troilus, I told you I had wind."

 

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“Yes. Perhaps.” He pinched her nipple and gave it a little tug. “Rest up and then…maybe your ass.”

For a bit the Emperor lay there, his head resting upon her like a pillow. He seemed to love the feel of her skin, commenting upon its softness and how lucky Quinn was to be able to lie between her legs whenever he wished. Occasionally he would take a nipple between his lips and suck on it.

She got the impression that he was dissatisfied with Lillian. She knew that should he decide to no longer keep the woman, the poor thing would be given to the soldiers of his army or to the gladiators, where she would be repeatedly used until her death. Aemilia wished that she could say something to him, encourage him to find another use for the woman. But, she could not.

After a bit he arose and smiled at her as he stood by the bed. “I cannot stop thinking of your ass. On your hands and knees Aemilia.”

“Of course, Dominus.”

Obediently she got on her hands and knees and backed herself up to him where he stood. Caesar placed both hands on the smooth globes and gently rubbed his hands over them.

“So smooth and soft,” his voice was quiet for a minute before he parted her buttocks and reached down, his fingers slipping into her sex to pick up moisture. She could hear his fingers playing in her wetness.

“Such a good servus sexus - always wet and ready for her master’s cock.” He pumped them deep into her sex and she moaned. It was expected. It was how she had been trained by the lanistas though they had not been allowed to actually press their fingers up inside her.

Still, she had been taught the sounds and noises to make during sex to make the man feel good about herself. At that moment, it struck her. With Quinn it was not an act. With Quinn, the noises that she made were real passion.

Caesar removed his two fingers and pressed them to her anus. He began to twist then back and forth as he pushed them into the dark star. Her head came up and she gave a little gasp.

“Yes, a truly beautiful ass. I shall love fucking this.” His fingers deposited the creamy mix that it had picked up before he removed them. Taking hold of his penis, he proceeded to ram it back in her sex, sending it all the way up in that previously use hole. She knew that her was greasing himself up.

He pulled it out after about a minute of fucking her. There was a hesitation on his part and she wondered if he had changed his mind. The pause was answered as he placed a handful of cherries on the bed beside her. He had reached over to grab a large amount of the fruit and pitch them within easy reach. Their bright red skin looked delicious. Then suddenly, she felt the penis tip press against her anus. He grabbed her hips and rammed himself in all the way. She let out a cry.

As if he were riding a horse he began to fuck her. He reached down and grabbed a cherry with one hand, popping it into his mouth. He plucked off the stem and threw it to one side, his other hand on her hip setting the pace. She had been taught as to just what the Emperor would expect. It was up to Aemilia to rock back and forth on his manhood, basically fucking herself while Caesar stood there eating cherries, throwing the stems on the floor and spitting the pits over in the corner of the room.

Suddenly his hand came down hard one one buttock. She gave a gasp. It was her job to make the grunts and groans. For anyone who might be listening, it would let them know that the servus sexus was being used by the Emperor, a man with a sword larger than life. To tell the truth, Caesar was nowhere near the size of Quinn. She suspected that Lillian was enjoying her Master’s very large manhood. And she suspected that the other men were probably jealous of Quinn’s endowment, while their servus sexus were probably envious of what Lillian was getting to use and wanting to spread their legs for HER MASTER.

Still, she bounced back and forth on his manhood while he ate the fruit. Her breast were heavy as they hung down swaying with each movement. If he felt that she was not loud enough, his hand would come down on her buttocks until her entire bottom felt bruised. He stopped her, taking a cherry and squeezing it along her spine and running the fruit into the skin on her back. Then he leaned over and ran his tongue up her backbone to lick up the fruit.

Then WHACK! Once more his hand swat her ass, urging her to pick up the pace. After a bit he had her go faster. There was sweat running between her breast and her knees were starting to be rubbed raw. He reached out and grabbed a handful of her red hair, pulling back on it and forcing her head up.

Come on Genitor”

She briefly wondered why he called her that name but she didn’t ask. Instead she sped up faster and faster until he gave a shout and collapsed on her back, spurting his seed into her anus. His hands reached around and squeezed her breast as they hung down. She could feel his cum warm and thick as it filled her bowels. She was panting as his breath blew against her hair.

For minutes they stayed like that. She dared not move. His manhood slowly deflated until it slipped out and she felt some of his seed dribble out of her still open anus. He straightened up and ran his hands once more over her back, caressing the curves of her hips.

“You may dress me and then I will leave you to rest.”

“Yes, Dominus.”

He stood there, naked and eating cherries. Aemilia climbed off the bed and knelted at his feet. Gently taking hold of his manhood, she kissed the tip in reverence before sliding it in her mouth. This was the part that she hated, for she could smell and taste her own ass. However, it was expected, especially for the Emperor. It did not take long before she had him nice and clean.

Soon she had him dressed and she prostrated herself on the floor before him.

“Thank you, Dominus, for blessing my holes with your seed. May my body have the privilege of using that seed to give you one more Roman to pay homage to your greatness.”

She stayed bowed, her face pressed to the floor. She could hear Caesar reaching for handful of grapes before turning and walking out of the bedroom. Aemilia stayed where she was, almost afraid to move lest he return and wish to resume.

Indeed, she thought that he might have when she heard movement. A hand touched her back and she stayed still, holding her breath.

“Aemilia? Are you all right?” She breathed a sigh of relief as she recognized Decima’s voice.

“I will be.” They talked in hushed tones. “Is he…?”

“He has returned to the orgy. I believe that it may be ending soon.” The woman helped her stand. She took one look at Aemilia before she spoke. “You poor thing. We could all hear your screams.” She looked over Aemilia’s body. “Why did he bite your poor breast? And your buttocks are blue and bruised.”

“I will survive. Will you help me to the bathhouse? No one is in there, are they?” Decima shook her head. “Good. If you will help me there, and then go and get my everyday toga from my room, I will clean myself and then I will go to bed.”

“Decima took the bed sheet off and wrapped it around her shivering shoulders. A quick check out the doorway told her that the way was clear and wrapping her arms around Aemilia’s shoulders walked her towards the bathhouse. As they got close to the triclinium she could hear Caesar talking and the men laughing at his words. They hurried along and made it to the bathhouse without being seen by any of the guest.

At the edge of the pool she threw off the sheet and walked into the water. Once out in the center, she submerged herself into the water, hoping to wash away the evidence of Caesar from her body. There was really nothing she could do about his seed in her womb, though silently she prayed to Venus that should she be with child, that it be her Master’s child and not Caesar’s.

She was glad to have survived her first orgy. She understood why her mother would return to the room so sore and tired. Standing up in the pool’s center, she kept her back turned to the door as tears silently rolled down her face and quietly splashed into the pool.

 

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Quinn and Lillian lay together finally feeling comfortable with each other and Quinn vowed to himself that he do his best to ensure that Caesar knew what a gem he had in Lillian as his servus sexus. Lillian's hands stroked his muscular chest and gently pinched his nipples bringing them up hard and swollen then she lowered her head to one and sucked the hard gristly bud into her mouth giving him a bruise all around the nipple. Quinn moaned and cried out as if in pain and Lillian pulled away frightened that she had hurt him but he smiled and reassured her.

"No damage done except for the bruise, let me show you."

He went on to make his pecs and nipples do a little dance,

Lillian sat up clapping her hands in delight,

"OOHH Mighty Quinn that is wonderful, do it again for me,,,,, PLEASE,"

Laughing at Lillian's girlish delight he made his pecs dance again and invited Lillian to suck his other nipple the same as the first,

"I will have a matching pair then although I shall have to give you something in return, how about on your buttocks, one on each cheek?"

Lillian laughed and nodded her agreement and rolled over and stuck her rear in the air for Quinn to suck her buttocks leaving his mark on her. When everything was done Quinn called one of the serving girls to bring a mirror so that Lillian could see the two purple bruises on her buttocks.

Lillian was all smiles and giggles as she admired Quinn's work, she seemed to be the happiest she had been since she arrived. She confirmed that when she told Quinn,

"I didn't really want to come today, I tried making excuses but Caesar insisted, I knew that he would give me to someone and I was dreading him giving me to Troilus, that man is a pig, I have been with him once before and it was horrible. Then I got you thanks to the gods, I envy your servus sexus having such a man as her master, what is her name again, I was very rude to her when we were introduced, I must apologize to her."

At that moment Caesar emerged from the guest bedroom his face all smiles but there was no sign of Aemilia which worried Quinn, was she hurt and unable to move? He hurried into the bedroom and found it empty so he went through the other door and followed the passageway to the bathroom and saw Aemilia standing in the bath with her back to him. Silently he stepped into the bath and wrapped his arms around her and kissed the nape of her neck, There was no need for words, they were together again.

 

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She saw the ripples in the water move around her and head for the other side of the pool letting her know that someone had entered the water. Only one person would do that. She didn’t want him to know that she had been crying. After all, sex was her job. She was expected to provide sex, for her Master or anybody that her Master should expect her to entertain. And, of course, the Emperor.

But being trained, and actually doing it can be difficult to adapt to. She remembered the first time that one of the lanistas took the virginity of her anus. She cried. But after several times she became adjusted to it. But when she lost her maidenhood to Quinn, it all seemed right.

He wrapped his arms around her and she felt safe. His lips on her neck assured her that he understood and still loved her. She leaned back against him, gaining strength from the warmth of his skin.

Suddenly Decima returned from Aemilia’s room carrying her everyday tunic. The woman had expected only Aemilia to be in the bathhouse and gave a small gasp when she saw that the Master was there too.

Bowing to him the slave apologized to Quinn.

“I am very sorry for intruding, Master. I have returned with the tunic that Aemilia had requested.” Decima placed the outfit on the seat and started to leave. Aemilia stayed still, wrapped up in his arms. She called out to the woman.

“Thank you Decima, for your aid. It is appreciated.” The slave bowed to Quinn before she slipped back out of the room.

Meanwhile, Quinn had not said a word and had not moved, his arms still around her body as if to protect her from the world. “I am fine, Master. I just thought it a good idea to clean myself.” She did not know yet that her body clearly told the story of just how the Emperor had used her body. Of course, none of it was a permanent scar on her skin. Not even the bite mark on her breast. Luckily she still had not turned around so Quinn had not seen that yet. And her bruised hips and buttocks were hidden under the water.

“Master, is the party over?”

When he told her that it was not, she knew exactly what needed to happen. Her voice was low just in case someone should be nearby.

“Don’t worry about me - I shall be fine. It is important that you return to the party and fit in with these people. As for me, it is better for Caesar’s prestige if I appear to have been used until I cannot walk on my own. And perhaps give a good report on Lillian as he spoke of his disappointment with her and I hate to see her sent to her death.” Aemilia stroked his arms that were wrapped around her waist and she could feel that he was torn between staying with her or going to do what he had to do.

He kissed her neck again and then released her and she heard him walking through the water and getting out of the pool. In a minute he was gone.

Decima was waiting outside the room just in case Aemilia needed her. When Master Quinn came out, she was surprised to see that he was naked and she bowed her head as he turned and headed towards the triclinium. Raucous laughter burst from the room and she heard voices calling out to her Master as he entered the room. Jovian was still in there and she could occasionally hear as he plucked a tune on his lute. He had told her that he had played through several orgies in the past though this was the first time that Emperor Caesar had been in attendance.

Entering the bathhouse again, she didn’t see Aemilia at first glance. Before she could call out for the woman, the servus sexus popped up out of the water, having immersed herself as if trying to remove all traces of what she had gone through. Decima’s heart went out to the woman.

“Armilia,” she softly called out to the woman in the water. “I can help you when you get out. I don’t mind as I am waiting for Jovian when the party is over.”

“I’d forgotten. Poor Jovian has been playing for hours.” Aemilia shook her head as if to clear her thoughts. “Decima, I thank you for all your help. I am going to soak myself a bit longer before getting out and going to bed. I can do it myself. But thank you for getting me here. You can go wait for Jovian.”

She heard the woman hesitate before heading back towards the triclinium. Alone, she reached her hand down to feel along her body, checking it out. It was sore, but nothing that would not heal. She should probably sleep in her own room for several days. Quinn might not want anything to do with her for a while. She actually felt dirty though she knew that he understood and that she had done a good job.

After a bit she finally felt comfortable getting out of the bath. She would dry herself off and get dressed before heading for her room. She was a bit slow stepping out of the water, but once out she walked over to where the oil and strigil were and slowly poured some out in her hand. She could see bruises all up and down her body, and the bite on her breast was rather large and dark. But he had not broken the skin so it should fade with time. From what she could see, even her hips and buttocks were bruised.

After she had rubbed the oil into her skin, she took the strigil and scraped the excess off. She was almost finished when she looked up and saw Quinn standing in the doorway. This time he was dressed in the toga that he had worn to the dinner. She could see his eyes take in the bruises that covered her body. He looked concerned and she gave him a weak smile.

 

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Aemilia's body was warm and soft as he held her although he could feel her softly sobbing even though she tried to hide it from him. He did not attempt to caress her in case she was hurt and he didn't want to cause her more pain. but he guessed she would be sore and bruised below the waist. At that moment Decima arrived carrying Aemilia's day tunic, she gasped when she saw Quinn and his manhood dangling in the water. Observing her place as just a slave she bowed and averted her eyes from her master's groin although she did take a sly peek from under her eyelids as she bowed.

"I am very sorry for intruding, Master. I have returned with the tunic that Aemilia had requested.”

She placed the outfit on the seat and started to leave. Aemilia stayed still, wrapped up in his arms. She called out to the woman.

“Thank you, Decima, for your aid. It is appreciated.” The slave bowed to Quinn before she slipped back out of the room.

Quinn had still not said a word as he would only have cursed Caesar for defiling his beautiful Aemilia but he still held her in an effort to comfort her.

“I am fine, Master. I just thought it a good idea to clean myself.,,,, Master, is the party over?”

Quinn shook his head, "Not yet, but I don't think it will go on much longer once Caesar has boasted to everyone how hard he fucked you and you cannot walk unaided."

“Don’t worry about me - I shall be fine. It is important that you return to the party and fit in with these people. As for me, it is better for Caesar’s prestige if I appear to have been used until I cannot walk on my own. And perhaps give a good report on Lillian as he spoke of his disappointment with her and I hate to see her sent to her death.”

She stroked his strong muscular arms that held her, then he released her and left the bathroom almost bumping into Decima waiting outside, she bowed her head again trying to hide her surprise at seeing her master naked, twice in as many minutes.

As he entered the triclinium again he was greeted by raucous shouts from the senators,

"Quinn, Caesar tells us that your woman loves to fuck and took everything he gave her and still wanted more, no wonder you don't get out much, too busy keeping her happy, eh?"

Quinn just forced a smile and waved in acknowledgment to the crowing senators. He took his seat beside Caesar between him and Lillian.

"My Lord Caesar," he began, "I must thank you for allowing me the use of Lillian while Aemilia entertained you, I apologize for any shortcomings she may have but she is still inexperienced and apart from myself she has not known any other man and for her to be so honoured by Caesar himself it must have been overwhelming for her whereas Lillian knew exactly what I wanted almost before I knew myself and she showed me a few things that I would never have thought of, and I hope that she learned from me and will show you next time she shares your bed, I could not have wished for better and hope that I might have the pleasure of her again."

Quinn lifted his toga and showed Caesar his two bruised nipples, of course, he was laying his praise for Lillian on thick as he had promised her and it seemed he had succeeded when Caesar called to Lillian,

"It seems that I was a little hasty in not taking you to my bed more often, come to my chamber when we return to the palace and we'll see how good you are after a good fucking from Quinn."
Quinn looked sideways at Lillian, her face was radiant with happiness and she mouthed to Quinn,
"THANKYOU"

Caesar declared that he was tired after the evening's exertions and wanted to return to the Palace .
When everyone had left Quinn hurried to the bathroom hoping to find Aemilia still there, Luck was with him as she was just finishing but she was still naked. and he could see the full extent of her bruises. His face darkened in anger and he clenched his fists and said quietly, which was more menacing than outright anger,

"If that man were not the Emperor."

Aemililia just smiled weakly at him, but he opened his arms to her,

"Come here my love, it's over now."

 

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Aemilia could tell even at this distance that her lover was not pleased with just how Caesar had treated her. She could not understand what he said as he spoke under his breath, but she thought that she heard the word ‘emperor’. Then he held open his arms to her and said,

"Come here my love, it's over now.”

She dropped the strigil and walked towards him. He met her halfway, gently wrapping his arms around her. She could tell that he was worried about hurting her. In one move he bent his head down and his lips found hers in a kiss that was caring and sweet. She leaned in to him and poured her heart and love to him as she kissed him back.

The kiss broke and she whispered to him. “I never kissed him.”

He kissed her again, hungrier than before. When he pulled back, he unintentionally brushed against a sore spot and she gave a little wince. He noticed the bite mark on her breast and softly placed his hand over it, as if trying to heal it by will alone. She placed her hand on top of his and smiled at him. She could see the anger in him, the muscle moving in his temple as he clinched and unclinched his jaw.

“He wanted to mark me as his, at least until it faded. But I would never be his.” She kept her voice low. “I felt sorry for Lillian. Did she have any mark of ownership? If not, then he might have plans to get rid of her.”

She suddenly felt very tired and really wanted to go to bed. Her knees collapsed and had it not been for Quinn quick catch, she would have been on the bathhouse tile. He picked her up in his arms, her naked bruised body sheltered with his care.

Without a word he turned and headed for the door carrying her like she was a bird with a broken wing. She thought that he was taking her to her room in the slave’s quarters.

He stepped out in the halls and she started to speak. “Master, what about…”. He shushed her and she obeyed, closing her eyes and curling up in his arms.

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Decima stayed hidden until the orgy was over. This time, when she saw her Master he wore his toga, laughing with the other free men. Several of the men walked out of the villa, their servus sexus barely dressed while their owners could not keep their hands off of them. Even Emperor Caesar kept his hands on his servus sexus and Decima was amazed. She had seen personally the results of sex with him, poor Aemilia covered with bruises and bite marks and such.

Once they were gone, Master Quinn turned quickly on his heels and headed for the bathhouse. And he was not happy. She knew why.

She waited a second before slipping inside the triclinium. The smell of sex was pungent in the room. She could almost choke on it. And sitting in a corner with his back to the rest of the room was Jovian. He was slumped forward, his lute resting in his lap.

“Jovian? Jovian?” She called out softly to him as she crossed to him. The floor was covered with food and the spendings of both men and women. Even the couches were littered with the stuff and she did not look forward to having to clean all of this up.

“Jovian?” She reached out a tentative hand and barely touched his shoulder. He looked up at her, his eyes red and tired.

“Decima.”

“Are you all right?”

“No. I have been listening to a roomful of people having sex. And I can promise you that my libidos is at its peak right now.” He reached out and grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her down to him.

He kissed her. It was the first kiss that he had actually given her and she could feel the urgency in it. She was somewhat surprised and flattered. No man had ever really shown an interest in her before. And she was not quite sure as to why she had stayed up to check on him. But she cared about him.

When he released her wrist, she stood up looking down at him with surprise in her eyes.

“I have been wanting to do that since the first day I arrived and saw you.”

Decima blushed. She didn’t know what to say. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Jovian chuckled and started trying to straighten out his legs. He gave a groan as he laid down his lute and stood up.

“I just wanted to…” she did not have time to finish her sentence before he put an arm around her waist and pulled her to him.

“I have been in a room with sex for too long. Decima, so unless you plan on climbing in bed with me, you might want to leave.” And with that, Jovian kissed her again. Long and hard. Then he turned her loose and picked up his lute. Then he headed for his room in the servant quarters.

She looked around the room at the mess. Turning, she headed down the hall towards the slaves quarters. She could see Jovian ahead of her some distance. Now what?

 

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Quinn carried Aemilia to his bedroom instead of the slaves' quarters where Aemilia's room was situated and laid her gently on the comfortable soft bed.

"I will fetch some salve and attend to your bruises as best I can but you will stay here with me until such time as you are well enough to walk, don't argue, it is partly my fault you had to endure him, by the way, I am glad you did not kiss him, I would hate kissing you knowing his lips had been on yours."

He left Amilia alone and made his way toward the kitchen where the salve was kept, on the way he had to pass through the triclinium and wrinkled his nose at the stench of sex and dried sperm. He was surprised that no one was around cleaning up and made a note to reprimand whoever was responsible in the morning. Walking past the slaves' quarter he saw Decima coming out of Jovian's room looking disheveled and pulling the shoulder of her tunic back on.

"It's about time you and Jovian spoke about how you feel about each other Decima but please do whatever you were doing in his room on your own time and not when there is work to be done."

Decima blushed and lowered her eyes and tried to bow but got her legs tangled and would have fallen over were it not for Qinn's steadying hand.

With a laughing smile on his face, Quinn joked,

"Don't tell me you have been drinking my wine as well?"

Decima blushed again and stammered,

"N,,no my Lo,, Lord that would be stealing, and we only kissed, I don't know him well enough to do anything more,"

She lifted her head and spoke proudly

"And I'm still a virgin."

Quinn replied in all sincerity. "I am very pleased to hear that Decima, you must wait until you feel
it is right for you, you cannot go far wrong with Jovian, he is not the sort to press you."

Yet again Deciima blushed and admitted,

"I DO like him, a lot."

"Run along now Decima, I shall expect the triclinium to be sparkling come morning and fetch fresh flowers from the garden, I have to attend to Aemilia now, she will be staying with me until she has recovered so perhaps some flowers for her."

"Yes my Lord it will be as you wish and please tell Aemilia I wish her well."

 

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She was surprised when he took her straight to his room. There was no way that she could entertain him right now. If the truth were known, she felt a bit like she had been used hard. Caesar had certainly enjoyed using her body. Her heart went out to Lillian.

And yet, despite his large size and menacing appearance, Quinn was extremely gentle as he laid her down on his bed. Her Master was quite a bit larger than Caesar, both in body size and the size of his sword. However , Quinn had never treated her like the Emperor had used her.

"I will fetch some salve and attend to your bruises as best I can but you will stay here with me until such time as you are well enough to walk, don't argue, it is partly my fault you had to endure him, by the way, I am glad you did not kiss him, I would hate kissing you knowing his lips had been on yours."

And with that he was gone. The bedding felt cool on her bare skin and she pulled the sheet over the lower part of her body and began to drift off to sleep.

As to how long she dozed, she couldn’t say but when she awoke, Quinn was carefully applying a cooling salve to the bite mark on her breast. She blinked her eyes and looked up at him.

“Love, I will be alright. These bruises will fade. Nothing that he did was permanent.” She didn’t mention the fact that with all the seed that Caesar had deposited in her womb, there could easily be his child growing inside her. THAT would be permanent.

Her Lover had a grim look on his face as he pull back the sheet and gently spread her legs. He took some of the salve and spread it between her legs, carefully spreading it over the bruised skin of her upper thighs.

He then bent over and kissed her lips while she reached a hand up and pressed her palm to his cheek.

“My Love, I thought of you so many times while I was with him. I had to be careful lest he realized that I was not giving him my full attention.”

He smiled at her before he bade her to turn over on her stomach. She felt him carefully putting the cream on her hips and buttocks and already she could feel the salve working to heal her body. His hands felt good and what he was doing seemed to relax her.

Once he had finished tending to her needs, he placed the jar on the table and then blew out the lamp. She felt him climb into the bed beside her, pulling the sheet back over both of them as he drew up close to her. Sighing, he carefully wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in to him so that her back was touching his front. She felt his face nuzzle the back of her head, comforting her.

“Thank you, my Love.” And with that sleep overtook her.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn was woken several times during the night as Aemilia was restless and kept calling out.

“NO, NO, NOT AGAIN, NO MORE!”

It was Quinn’s guess that Aemilia was reliving her time with Caesar in her dreams but all he could do was hold her and shush her reassuring her that he was there and she was safe, whether she heard him or not he didn’t know but she would settle for a while then start again until even her restlessness didn’t wake him.

The first shafts of daylight were creeping across he floor when Quinn woke again and slipped out of bed and dressed in a short knee-length tunic and sandals. He looked at the sleeping Aemilia with her fiery red hair spread across her pillow like a halo then he bent and lightly kissed her forehead

“ I won’t be long my little dove,” he murmured, then wandered off through the empty villa, no servants were about yet but it wouldn’t be long before the place was buzzing with life again, everyone going about their business. True to Decima’s word the triclinium was sparkling clean and smelt of freshly cut flowers which caused Quinn to smile to himself and wonder where Decima had managed to find freshly cut flowers in the middle of the night.

He was about to return to Aemilia when he heard his name being softly called,

“Quinn, Quinn, may I come in?”

He recognized the voice as that of the mystery woman who had accosted him and almost succeeded in seducing him in the market, then she had turned up unaccompanied at the orgy and spent most of her time sitting on Troilus’s face.

“Come in if you must but be quick I have to get back to Aemilia.”

“It is about Aemilia that I am here, I am sure that she may be worrying that Caesar’s seed has taken root and that even now his child may be inside her, well I have something that will ensure that doesn’t happen, I swear by it, I have been using it for half of my life and that is why after twenty years of fucking anyone I took a fancy to I still have no children. Its effects are not permanent if that is what you are worried about, once the treatment is finished you can give her as many children as you like,”

She produced a small vial of clear liquid and pressed it into Quinn’s hand,

“Two drops in water,,,,, water, not wine, twice a day for two days and all will be well, if it is not I will abstain from sex for six months,,,,,, no wait, make that three months I couldn’t bear to have no cock inside me for six months, three will be difficult enough.”

Quinn had feared exactly what Lucia had said and he was desperate to try anything to prevent it from happening but he was wary and asked her,

“I am willing to try it but it must be Aemilia’s choice, let's ask her first, are there any other effects that we should be aware of? If not then come with me and you can tell Aemilia yourself, if she agrees and it is successful then I will reward you well.”

“The only reward I would be truly happy with would be your rod filling my aching holes.”

“I would need to ask Aemilia about that, now follow me she should be awake by now.”

As they entered Quinn’s bedroom he said,

“Aemilia, this Lucia please listen to what she says and decide.”

 

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She was vaguely aware of Quinn calling to her, his voice stirring her consciousness and she awoke slowly. Wiping sleep from her eyes, she felt soreness in her body. When she looked at him, she noticed a woman standing behind him. She was confused for a moment, thinking that the woman looked somewhat familiar but she could not place just where she had seen her. Aemilia attempted to sit up and cover herself, but her body protested it and she gave a wince. Quinn sat on the side of the bed and took her hand.

“Aemilia, this Lucia please listen to what she says and decide.”

With a puzzled look on her face, she nodded before turning her attention back to this Lucia. When the woman spoke, she had a very cultured manner and spoke softly so as not to be heard by anyone other than the three of them.

“Aemilia, I was here last night.” Aemilia stiffened a bit. Lucia continued. “You had to do last night what many women have had to do from time to time. What the Emperor wants, he has. Last night it was you.” Aemilia looked down and Lucia continued. “I myself have occasionally caught his eye. And I know that you worry that perhaps…” Lucia paused here. “…perhaps his seed may have taken root within.”

Aemilia looked up at the woman, her eyes filled with tears. She nodded, afraid that she would burst into tears should she try to speak. Lucia took a step closer and whispered.

“I have given Quinn a potion that you can take.” Quinn held up the small vial and she saw what looked like water in the small glass container. “All you must do is take two drops twice a day in water. It must be water and not wine. Do this for 2 days. And I am sorry but the taste is not pleasant.”

“How will I know that it has worked?”

“Because your monthly flow will start on the third day, whether it is time or not.”

“But will it make me barren?” She worried.

“My dear, once your bleed is over, then you will be free to bear him with as many children as he can fill your womb with.” Lucia smiled and nodded in Quinn’s direction.

Aemilia paused, wondering whether she should trust this woman. Lucia seemed to know what she was thinking and smiled and nodded. “I promise you.” Finally the servus sexus nodded and Quinn gently squeezed her hand before he left to go fetch some water. That left her alone in Quinn’s bedroom with the woman. Lucia looked around the room before she spoke again to Aemilia.

“That bite looks painful. I recognize the Mark of Caesar. Mine was on my ass.” Aemilia looked at her surprised. “Yes, my dear, I know a bit of what you endured. I often wonder if he does that to his wife.”

“My Master has been putting salve on it.” Lucia raised an eyebrow in question.

“My Master? You know, Quinn was beside himself while you were in with Caesar. Every scream that you made, the poor man flinched. Though most of the others were so busy fucking each other that most didn’t have time to pay attention to ‘Your Master’.” She smiled as she remembered. “I wound up sitting on Troilus’ face. I got great joy in getting even with him.”

“How was that accomplished?”

Lucia smiled at her. “You can ask your Mighty Quinn.” She took a couple of steps around the room. “You know, he is deeply in love with you. I suppose that you love him too.”

“I am but his servus sexus.”

“I can see it in your eyes. You love him too. Do not worry. Your secret is safe with me.”

They heard footsteps coming down the hall and both stopped talking. Quinn pulled open the curtain and stepped in with a glass of water. Lucia proceeded to show Quinn how to carefully put 2 drops in the drink and then handed it to Aemilia. Both looked at her and she paused, looking at Quinn before she took a sip.

The taste was like rancid water and she shuddered and made a face. “I warned you my dear, but you must drink all of it.” Aemilia nodded and again tipped the glass to her lips. The second sip was not any better. Still, it was better than carrying Caesar’s child.

Once she drank it all, she handed the glass back to Quinn and smiled at Lucia. “Thank you, Lucia.” The woman smiled at her and pet her hand before Quinn led the woman from the room, closing the curtain behind him.

Once more alone, she placed her hand on her belly, glad to be getting rid of any child of Caesar’s that might be starting in her womb. Laying back down on her side, she turned her back to the doorway wondering if Lucia had come here, or had Quinn gone to her.

Her stomach made a noise, not happy with what she had drunk. But she was determined to finish the stuff. Only three more times.

 

[cumnchat]

When Quinn and Lucia reached the door leading to the outside world Quinn took Lucia's hands and spoke with intensity,

"I don't know how to thank you, Lucia, we are but two people who are almost strangers yet you care enough to help Aemilia and me, is the potion expensive? I will gladly pay for it and pay you for your time and trouble."

"I don't want or need your money Quinn but you can do me a great favor that will suffice for the first payment, there is something that I have wanted ever since I held your cock in the marketplace."

“And what might that be?” Quinn still had no idea what it was that Lucia wanted until she said,

“You are rather slow on the uptake aren’t you Quinn? I only held your cock for a few seconds but ever since then I’ve wanted to have it in my mouth and as far down my throat as you can manage.”

“You mentioned a first payment, why should I pay you any more?”

“If you give me this first payment then I’ll tell you about the side effects the potion has, effects you need to know about.”

Quinn angrily seized Lucia by the throat and almost lifted her off the ground and put his face close to hers and shouted.

“SIDE EFFECTS? WHAT SIDE EFFECTS? If that potion harms Aemilia in any way I’ll kill you with my bare hands you lying whore.”

Lucia slid slowly to the floor massaging her throat but to Quinn’s astonishment, she smiled up at him.

“That is the least reaction I would have expected from a man as deeply in love as you are with Aemilia. First, though I must correct you on some assumptions you have made, I am not a liar, sometimes I find it more convenient to bend or hide the truth, but lie, never. As for being a whore, that depends on your outlook, I have been spreading my legs for practically anyone, man or woman, since I was eighteen, so in the last twenty years I have not taken one sesterce from any of them. I live for sex so I suppose you could say that I am a nymphomaniac but a whore most definitely not.”

“That’s all very well but what about these side effects? I tell you if they harm Aemilia I,,, I,,, I’LL!,,,,,”

“Just pay me as I ask then I will want your word of honor you will pay the rest when I ask for it before I tell you what you want to know, but let me reassure you no harm will come to Aemilia but you will notice changes in her.”

Quinn knew he had no choice, Aemilia was his priority and he need to know everything about this potion.

“Very well Lucia, this way, we cannot be seen from the villa here,”

He sat down on a stone bench and opened his knees and leant back. Lucia knelt in front of him and lifted his tunic and peered at his manhood, still only half erect. Lucia beamed up at him,

“I usually rely on touch to gauge what I am getting but I was let down by my senses this time, you exceed all expectations, it is magnificent and am I correct in saying you are not yet fully erect?”

She slipped the top of her toga from her shoulders and slid it down to her waist leaving her breasts bare and bobbing as she moved. They were not as large as Aemilia’s but were still firm and perky, her dark nipples swollen with excitement.

Lucia weighed his balls in her hands, humming appreciatively, “MMMMMMM” Before declaring “They must hold almost half a litre of creamy gooey spunk, all for me.”

Her tongue flickered out like a lizard’s and captured the large drop of precum from his tip, She withdrew her tongue into her mouth and Quinn could see her sucking and chewing on the precum.

“That is delicious Quinn, I can taste your strength, your honesty but overwhelmingly is your love, not for me I hasten to add but for Aemilia.”

Lucia proceeded to take her payment working Quinn’s magnificent manhood deeper and deeper. It was a totally new experience for Quinn as although his love was very proficient at using her mouth she had only limited experience whereas Lucia had twenty years of experience and she used all that experience to take all of Quinn’s manhood into her throat, gently she squeezed his testicles, milking his shaft so it went straight to her stomach. When he had been drained she slowly lifted her head and smiled at Quinn.

“You have just fulfilled a lifelong dream of mine.”

She wiped her mouth and became businesslike again.

“Before I say any more I need your word that you will make two further payments when I ask for them.”

Quinn nodded ”You have my word.”

“Good, the potion has two side effects, after the flow has finished Aemilia’s libido will be almost nonexistent for about a week, in fact, the very thought of sex will in all probability make her vomit, that is the period when I will most likely ask for the two payments, there will be no half measures then I will want two good hard fucks.”

“I think you have a deal there Lucia, I will, of course, have to tell Aemilia, what was the other side effect you said that there were two?”

Lucia grinned broadly,

“This should please you both, after that week Aemilia’s libido will be back with a vengeance, she won’t be able to keep her hands off you, and it is permanent.”

She made her way toward the gateway and departed with a flourish.

 

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That medicine that Lucia had supplied them with did not sit well on her stomach and Aemilia fought to keep it down. She actually found that the less she moved around, the easier it was to avoid throwing up the contents of her stomach. After all, it could not rid her of any baby that Caesar might have left in her womb if the medicine was instead littering the tile floor.

The thought occurred to her that if perhaps she were already carrying Quinn’s child, then she would be in fact getting rid of her true love’s child instead. However, should she allow any child to be born, there would be no way of knowing just who the father was. Quinn? Or Caesar?

After all, she herself knew not just who her own father was. She remembered her mother telling her not to worry as even she did not know just which man had fathered little Aemilia. Marcus Quintilius was fond of throwing elaborate parties where everyone would bring a servus sexus. The rule was that any freeman could use any servus sexus that he wished, resulting in a rather wild orgy and a large number of slave children being born about 9 months later. No one ever knew just who had fathered which child and if the truth be known, none of the free men even cared as usually most children were sold as soon as they were old enough to do so. If fact, the servus sexus that Quintilius purchased after her mother’s death seemed to be very fertile and in 4 years between her purchase and when Aemilia was sold, the slave managed to produce 3 children and was pregnant with her 4th around the time that Aemilia was sent to the auction block.

She had tried to stay awake so that she could talk with Quinn when he returned to her. She did feel a bit guilty as it would seem that she would not be able to please him until after her flow was through, which would be a little over a week from today. This was an unfortunate thing and she too would miss Quinn making love to her, but this was how it was.

She could hear birds trilling out in the courtyard outside the window and with the gentle breeze and their happy song she soon drifted off to sleep.

 

[cumnchat]

On his way back to Aemilia Quinn wrestled with his conscience, should he tell Aemilia what had transpired between him and Lucia in the garden, even more difficult was the decision as to whether he should tell Aemilia about the deal he had struck, giving his word that he would honor the deal.

To his relief, Aemilia was asleep when he entered his bedroom, at least he had until she woke up to decide what to do. He stood looking down at her sleeping peacefully at last, her face angelic with her hair framing her face, he smiled to himself thinking of the times when that angelic face was full of lust as he rode her or she rode him.

"Difficult times are ahead my sweet but if you love me and trust me we will be all the stronger." He murmured to himself and bent to brush a lock of red hair out of the way as he kissed her forehead which thankfully was cool to the touch and not at all sweaty and clammy. As he lifted his head his mind was made up, he would have to tell her, their love was strong enough. He uncovered her breast and lifted the dressing on her left nipple and was happy to see it was healing well.

"Sleep well my little dove," he murmured and pulled up a large wicker chair to Aemilia's bedside he wrapped himself in an a blanket and held Aemilia's hand as he too fell asleep.

 

[Opensesame54321]

She awoke and was momentarily a bit confused. As her mind cleared, she could see Quinn sitting beside the bed holding her hand. For the moment she took advantage of this private time to just look at him. Despite having wrapped himself up in a blanket she could see his strong physique. She was learning so well her Master and his body. She wanted to learn everything about him. Learn each scar and how he got it. She wanted to learn what his childhood was like. Maybe learn something about where he came from.

After all, Roma was all that she had ever known, and she really did not know that much about this city as the only places that she had ever been outside of the villa and the imperatoris sexus stabulis was the market where she could purchase more of the ingredients to create her personal scent.

He still held her hand even in sleep. Such a sweet gesture. The goddess Venus must have been looking out for her. The thought of winding up in Caesar’s palace or even Troilus’ villa was a scary thought. And she was afraid that eventually Quinn would fall in love with some woman that would take first place in his heart, and relegate Aemilia to her room in the slave quarters, where she would be used if and when Quinn’s wife was pregnant or not interested in sex at that time. Such things were not uncommon.

The problem for Aemilia was that she had fallen in love with her Master. When she was in training, all servus sexus were warned that such things were not wise. But being told not to fall in love, and actually avoiding such a concept were extremely difficult to do.

Her body was still a bit sore but she felt that her stomach had calmed down. She was not sure exactly how long she had dozed but she felt that she should move a bit. If she didn’t then it would be difficult to do so later when she moved to her own bed. After all, she was certain that he would not want her here while her flow was happening.

Squeezing his hand, she called out softly to him.

“Quinn. Love. Wake up.” She moved the sheet off of her and started to rise. “I need to use the chamber pot.”

 

[cumnchat]

In the distance, Quinn heard Aemilia calling his name, telling him to wake up, blearily he opened his eyes to see Aemililia in all her naked glory, battered and bruised but to his eyes, she was still beautiful.

"I need to use the chamber pot.”

"Then I will give you some privacy there are some things that should be attended to alone." he chuckled, holding the sheet in front of her. Quinn averted his eyes while Aemilia squatted over the earthenware pot and only looked again when Aemilia told him she was done.

It had to be done, there was no point in not telling Aemilia straightaway.

"Sit down my love there is something I must tell you, I don't want you to be jealous or angry with me there is no reason to feel either of those emotions."

Before she sat down on the edge of the bed Quinn slipped one of his own tunics over her head to stop her from feeling the cold. Quin sat down in the same wicker hair and began,

"What I am about to tell you I was blackmailed into by Lucia, she means no harm by it but it is just her nature. I have already broken your trust but again Lucia trapped me into it. I offered her payment for the potion and she told me what she wanted and said that If I didn't pay her that way then she wouldn't tell me about the side effect the potion has and only then if swear on my word that I would make two further payments when she asked for them."

He stopped and looked at Aemilia who looked puzzled, then it struck him he hadn't yet said a word about what he had done and sworn to do. It was then that it all came pouring out in a jumble, not making any real sense but it was clear that Quinn partly regretted it all but he finished by saying,

"I'm so sorry Aemilia but it was all for you, only you."