CAESAR'S REWARD

From his prone position laying on the bed with his feet still on the floor, Quinn could no longer see Aemilia but he could feel her delicate fingers teasing his calves and working their way up his leg, the only thing he could do was grasp his throbbing erect manhood. On reaching his knees he thought his erotic torture would soon be over but it seemed that Aemilia had other ideas. She made small teasing circles with her dainty fingers on the inside of his knees, tickling him which made him gasp a little,

"OOHHH!"

She lifted up a little so he could now see her face smiling at him,

“Feeling anything yet, Love?”

Quinn tried to sit up using his elbows but Aemilia had him at her mercy but she wasn't being merciful now, She stopped what she was doing and warned him,

“Just stay where you are if you want this to continue,”

Quinn slumped back down and let Aemilia continue torturing him so beautifully only now she moved to a higher level of eroticism, Using her lips, her tongue, and her teeth she kissed her way along his thighs, avoiding the one-eyed monster that towered over her head. Quinn groaned loudly and asked in a pained voice,

"You know what I need my love, must I beg for relief?"

He heard her murmur one word, "Patience"

Not knowing how long he would have to endure Aemilia's sweet torture, Quinn tried to distract himself from the throbbing in his meat, and the ache in his scrotum by arranging Aemilia's long, flaming red hair over his thighs but all that did was increase the sensitivity of his skin and the sensations shooting through his body to his manhood.

It was all getting too much for Quinn and he could bear it no longer, He stretched out a hand and gathered a bunch of Aemilia's fiery red locks and lifted her head up by her hair, and moved her head over his manhood,

"That's where your mouth should be my love just in case you had forgotten,"

His hand pressed her head downward with Quinn ensuring that she took his hot steaming rod into her mouth, With a relieved and satisfied smile he told her,

"I am Master again, you have had your fun now you play my games, let me see how long it takes you to get me to give you my cream, not long I dare wager.
 
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Poor Quinn seemed to be in torture, exquisite as it was, by the things that she was doing to him. As she nibbled on his inner thighs she could feel him playing with her long red tresses. However she was fully aware of what he was really wanting. She just wasn’t giving it to him. Yet. Still, out of the corner of her eye, she could see his mighty sword bobbing and twitching and she was sure that had she not been on her flow, he would have flipped her on her back and thrusted his sword into her sheath until he had filled her womb with his seed.

Suddenly he took a handful of the long locks and used it as a handle. Her view changed and now she could clearly see him, his face a combination of determination and dire need.

With little effort he positioned her face so that she was staring down at his manhood. She could easily see the wetness slowly rolling from its tip. She smiled. His need for her was evident and though she was unable to fully provide sex the way that he would have wanted it, she still could provide him pleasure,

"That's where your mouth should be my love just in case you had forgotten,"

Aemilia opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, planning on first licking his straining rod. Before she could do that, Quinn placed his hand upon the back of her head and pushed, so that his manhood was pressed into her mouth. She could feel it throbbing on her tongue.

"I am Master again, you have had your fun now you play my games, let me see how long it takes you to get me to give you my cream, not long I dare wager”

The Master had spoken. And she could tell that he had grown quite needy. When he first moved into the villa, he may have been slow to get started, but Quinn was definitely a very sensual man. Briefly the thought of Quinn’s wife and son flashed through her mind before she pushed them away and concentrated upon what she was doing.

The taste of him filled her senses - that musky, masculine scent that is so heavy that one can taste it. She practically lay between his parted legs, the warmth of his body very inviting.

His penis filled her mouth as she began to hum. Using her tongue she flicked it along the underside as she pulled her head up. She could feel Quinn’s hand still on the back of her head, as if not wanting to let her back off. He need not have worried for as she reached the tip, she began sucking against the hole as if trying to extract his seed.

Aemilia slid her small hand down and hefted his sac. It was heavy and full of seed and she could feel that he was almost ready to release. She smiled to herself, knowing that he was correct and that it shouldn’t take much more before his creamy seed would fill her stomach. While her hand continued to massage his sac, she slid his manhood again into her mouth, humming until that broad tip reached the back of her throat. She relaxed and slipped him into her throat, feeling herself bulge. Her nose was tickled by his pubic hairs. His hand still gripped the hair on the back of her head as if afraid that she would stop.

Quinn gave a groan and his sac churned and tightened and she knew that he was right - it would not take much.
 
Now Quinn had Aemilia just where wanted her he pushed her head down so that she had to open her mouth and take his iron-hard shaft into the wetness and warmth of her tongue, Quinn shuddered as she hummed along his shaft sending exquisite sensations through his body. Aemilia had still not given up teasing him as she lifted her head so that just the tip remained between her soft, moist, plump lips where she hollowed her cheeks and sucked at his hole as if trying to suck his seed from his balls through his thick shaft. Aemilia showed that she had learned the art of oral gratification well as she slid her small dainty hand down to cup his heavy seed-filled sac and massage it with her deft fingers extracting a groan of pleasure from her lover. Quinn pressed her head down again with Aemilia humming as his manhood slid deeper to the back of her throat and Aemilia relaxed and let his manhood slip into her throat. Quinn grinned to himself as he felt her pert snub nose ruffling his coarse pubic hair and tightened his grip on her hair so he could direct her to do as he wanted.

"OOOHHH, YESSSS" He groaned as his semen began its journey from his ball sac to Aemilia's belly. As his semen began to flow in powerful surges Quinn bucked his hips and pushed Aemilia's head down further and he continued I bucking his hips, gradually moving faster and harder. Soon his semen was spurting from his cock in powerful geysers into Aemilia's throat until he had no more to give. he lay back fully spent, tired but ecstatically happy. He murmured lazily,

"If a thousand women did what you just did for me none would come close to pleasing me as you have."

He let his deflating manhood slip from her mouth and slid her up to lay alongside him, her body warm and soft against him. He half turned onto his side and bent his head to claim her soft lips in a tender loving kiss. When it broke, his face took on a serious look,

"I need to tell you, my love, I don't want to hide anything from you but it is my intention to seek out Lucia at noon today and if she is agreeable I will make the first of the two payments, Today is a good day for it as I am all but spent thanks to you so Lucia will have to be satisfied with a below par performance."
 
It was no time before his throbbing manhood was dumping his thick seed down her throat and into her waiting stomach. Aemilia merely had to accept the gift and she could tell that this release was sorely needed by the Master. Finally he gave a shudder before he fell back against his bedding and his manhood slipped out of her throat. She quickly licked it in an attempt to clean it before it slipped from her mouth.

"If a thousand women did what you just did for me none would come close to pleasing me as you have."

She smiled as he easily took hold of her and pulled her up so that she lay snuggly beside him, his arm around her. She was happier laying beside him, and yet, right now she knew that soon she would need to leave and return to her room so that she could change into a clean rag. But in the meantime she was happy with him.

He turned his head and claimed her lips with his. For this brief moment she was happy as this part was totally his idea. His kiss was deep and definitely he was showing possession of her. And that made her pleased.

But when he pulled back his expression had changed and she steeled herself for what was next.

"I need to tell you, my love, I don't want to hide anything from you but it is my intention to seek out Lucia at noon today and if she is agreeable I will make the first of the two payments, Today is a good day for it as I am all but spent thanks to you so Lucia will have to be satisfied with a below par performance”

She lay there, knowing that what he said made sense. It did not mean that she had to like it, but then, in a way it was for her and because of her that he was in this situation. She lay there in his arms, trying to enjoy this time while she could. She worked hard not to show any hurt feelings, or show any disfavored in what he had just said. After all, she really did not want to upset him again.

For a moment it was nice having him all to herself. His nude body warmed her and she could easily feel him even though her tunic. She then smiled at him and nodded her head.

“If you feel that this is when you should, then that makes sense. After all, you are more knowledgeable about Lucia and how to handle her.”

She sat up and leaned over to kiss his lips before she stood up beside his bed. “I will help you dress.”

She crossed to where his clothes were and pulled out one of his togas while he stood up. She spent some time arranging it so that he looked like the free citizen that he was. She was proud of him and proud that he was holding up his promise to Lucia. As to Lucia, she had no doubt that the woman would do her best to attempt to keep Quinn tied to her.

“You look like the honorable man that I know that you are.” She smile and stepped back. “I must leave now. I can feel that it is time for me to return to my room so that I can…change my…” she hesitated as she was sure that he understood just what she was trying to say.

Turning, she quickly slipped out of his room and headed down the hall towards the slaves quarters. She hoped that she would not run into anyone as she had almost waited too long.

Luckily, she got to her room in time. While she changed her rag she thought back to Quinn. It took all her willpower not to burst into tears. And she wondered if he would stay the night with Lucia, or return to sleep in his own bed.
 
Just laying quietly with Aemilia curled up in his arms made Quinn feel that all was right with the world but deep down he knew that in a short while, he would have to perform one of the most distasteful tasks he had ever had to take on, take the obnoxious Lucia to bed and give her what she demanded,,,,,his body. At least he had the satisfaction of knowing that he wasn't deceiving Aemilia, she knew what he was going to do and more importantly, why.

The time to attend to the distasteful task of satisfying Lucia was approaching fast, Aemilia helped him
dress and when she had finished she stepped back and looked him over proudly and said,

“You look like the honorable man that I know that you are. I must leave now. I can feel that it is time for me to return to my room so that I can…change my…”

Quinn saw that her hesitation was due to her innate shyness and that she was unwilling to talk about such matters.

"You had better go quickly now, we don't want any accidents, do we? He smiled and swatted her shapely rear as she walked past.

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Lucia was waiting for Quinn in the spot she said she had said she would be, as he approached she had to jibe him,

"I knew you would come, a man like you can't go long without relief, and when that source of relief is no longer there you must go elsewhere, and of course, you knew I was available so here you are."

Quinn did his best to hide the secretive smile, Lucia had no idea that Quinn had been drained of almost all sexual desires by Aemilia.

"If we are to do this today Lucia I just insist that this will count as the first of the two payments, I doubt that you will refuse me for you appear eager to have me in your bed."

Lucia thought it over for a few seconds then smiled hungrily at him.

"Agreed, I have waited long enough to feel that monster inside me, follow me to my villa and my bed."

She led the way through the narrow streets eventually reaching her villa and took him straight to her bedroom,

"We'll eat and drink later but first we fuck."

She moved up close to Quinn and pressed herself against him,

"Undress me, Quinn, I can't wait to see how much you want me,"

She pursed her lips in readiness for a kiss but Quin averted his face and said,

"Let us have a jug of wine first the walk here has left me parched and the wait will increase our desires for what we want,"

Lucia looked furious but agreed and ordered one of her servants to fetch some wine.
 
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Amelia lay on her bed and thought back to the past couple of hours. She did miss feeling her lover’s massive sword pressing deep into her sheath. But since she was on her flow, such things were considered taboo and she was considered unclean. So it surprised her that Quinn had banned isolation within the walls of the villa. Perhaps such things were done differently in the land where he came from.

Once again her thoughts returned to Quinn’s wife. What was she like? Did he miss her? What kind of life had they had? Just how had he come to be a prisoner and a slave here in Roma, and then a free citizen. And just what were his plans for the future? Did he plan on staying in Roma, or did he long to return to his wife and family and the life that he had once lost? And should he decide to return to his family, just what would happen to her?

However, all of that was long term. Right now… right now he was with Lucia. And she knew that the woman was determined to have Quinn to herself. She knew that the oral gratification she had just done may had given him some respite, however, in the grand scheme of things she suspected that Quinn could still be rather easily manipulated to become passionate. Quinn did admit that he was weak willed when it came to sex. And despite the fact that he was willing to accept it, that did not mean that he could fight off a sensual attack that would be made by Lucia.

All she could do would be to provide him with support. To tell the truth, it would surprise her if he returned home tonight. If Lucia could get him to spend the night, then she would have a leg up on getting her claws in Quinn.

She loved him so much that it hurt her heart at the thought of all of this. Everything had started to fall apart with the arrival of the Emperor. This was something that she dared not say aloud, but the man was a terror. In his own mind he may have thought himself a god, but deep in her heart he was horrible. And from what he had said as he used her, he had hoped to plant his seed within her womb. She was happy that that was no longer the case.

With a sigh she turned her face away from the door and lay looking out the window as the sun began to set. There was a gentle breeze blowing and the curtain moved. She closed her eyes and tried to think of other things.
 
After they had slaked their thirst Quinn tried to persuade Lucia to take another tankard of the sweet-tasting wine in the hope that it would make her sleepy and he could just give her a few thrusts of his mighty sword and she wouldn't remember that he was only inside her for a few minutes but Lucia was having none of it,

"I brought you here to my bed so you could fuck me so get on with it."

She leaned forward giving him a view of her breasts and her chocolate brown erect nipples while caressing his bare legs just a few inches above his knees. She was extremely skilled in arousing a man and she massaged his muscular thighs feeling the muscles tense beneath her skilled fingers. Quinn tried his best to ignore the sensations that were shooting straight to his groin and help the rush of blood to his swelling organ but to no avail, despite himself, he was soon at full mast and poking the lower part of his tunic,

"Undress me Quinn and take me however you wish."

It was an invitation that any red-blooded male would be hard put to resist and Lucia was so alluring, her low-cut green dress, displaying her charms
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It was impossible for Quinn to resist but he did have the presence of mind to think that if he roughed her up she would tell him to leave, So his hand seized the bodice of her dress and tore the dress from top to bottom leaving it hanging around her body in tatters.


"Get rid of that rag and get on the fucking bed whore."

Quinn growled and threw her on her back on the bed and before she had time to settle he had her by the throat. Her legs were forced apart and he penetrated her wet hairy entrance and thrust fiercely into her.
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Quinn's head was spinning and he had lost all reasoning, his one aim at this moment was to fuck this whore until she begged him to stop. It came as quite a surprise when he realized that Lucia was bucking her hips back at him, taking him deeper and deeper, she was actually enjoying his rough treatment,

"YESSS, YESSS, OHHH, FUCKING YESSS, HARDER YOU BASTARD."

There was no mistaking the lust and need in her voice,

"Cum inside me Quinn fill me and even at my age you might impregnate me, we'd be good together, you, me a little one, we could even keep Aemilia to play with us both, I haven't had the pleasure of tasting her juicy cunt yet, but I will.

That was Lucia's mistake, bringing Aemilia into the conversation brought Quinn to his sense and he stopped thrusting and pulled out looking with loathing at the disheveled naked figure of Lucia.

"I can't stay with such a foul-mouthed bitch like you Lucia, consider the first payment made, I will honor the bargain we made when you are ready."

It was now early morning and the streets were almost deserted as Quinn hurried along keeping his hand on his sword in case of a surprise attack. The villa was silent and in darkness when he arrived home and he made it to his room without meeting anyone, He didn't bother undressing and just lay down on his bed with a sheet over him, hoping that Aemilia would wake him in the morning.
 
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Sleep had been somewhat elusive. When it did finally come she seemed to have upsetting dreams of Quinn fucking Lucia. Him filling her with his seed. Him kissing her. Him proclaiming his love for her. Then suddenly she would awaken, the room hot. Or the room cold. She couldn’t get comfortable.

She knew that part of it was her body, but a large portion of it was her mind. After all, the woman was very skilled at sex and despite Aemilia having been trained by experts, there was an advantage to having experience. And Lucia definitely had the experience that she did not.

It was early morning when she awoke yet again. She was still tired and felt as if she had not even slept. The sun was just rising and the sky was pale pale pink and almost hopeful.

It took her several minutes of her performing her morning ablutions before she was fairly clean and ready to see if her Master was even home. For all she knew, he might still be at Her villa.

Aemilia slipped out into the hall and headed to the other side of the villa. She could hear the sleepy stirrings of the rest of the servants as they began their work for the day. Here and there she met various slaves and for the most part they merely exchanged a nod of acknowledgment or a “good morning”. No one stopped her and she did not slow down as she headed towards Quinn’s chambers.

When she reached it, her steps hesitated outside the curtain. Quietly she knocked. If he was not there then she would return to her room. If he was there and had brought back Lucia, it would sadden her but she had been trained that such things would become inevitable.

There was no answer to her knock. Was he even back? Carefully she drew back the curtain and stepped inside. “Master?” Her voice was hesitant as she didn’t know if, should he be here, he might have brought the woman back.

There appeared to be a form beneath the covers and she slowly stepped forward softly calling out. “Master? Master? Are you awake?”

Reaching out, she placed a hand upon his shoulder and gave a small squeak when suddenly a hand shot out from beneath the cover and gripped her wrist in a band of iron. Looking up at her was the tortured face of Quinn, his eyes haunted. She wasn’t even sure that he was awake for it took a moment before his eyes seemed to focus and he apologized before turning loose of her wrist. He appeared to still have all of his clothes on and his sword still on his side. What had Lucia done to him?

“Master? Are you all right? You look exhausted.” He slowly sat up careful to not damage his sword and sat on the edge of his bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He ran his large fingers through his short curls. As she stepped up to him and unclasped his cloak, she could smell Lucia on him and his clothes.

“You need a bath. That will make you feel better. I cannot get in with you but I will wait by the side of the bath with the strigil.” She would not take no for an answer and after he had unfasten his sword and put it away, she was soon leading him to the bathhouse while she carried fresh clean clothes for him to wear.

In the bathhouse she quickly undressed him and watched as he stepped down into the pool to clean himself. She placed the clothes that he had worn in the bin to be washed while he scrubbed his body and repeatedly dunked himself as if attempting to remove her scent from his own nostrils.

After a while he climbed out of the pool and crossed to her where she rubbed the oil into his skin before scraping it off with the strigil. Then she dressed him effectively removing all traces of the woman.

“You probably need food. If you want to head to the triclinium I will let Julie know to bring you something too eat.”

Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline. For a while they just stood like that as if he needed her. And she stood there holding him in her arms.
 
Even though Quinn was exhausted his sleep was shallow, the slightest sound woke him and it was cold in the night, he shivered under the blanket, too weary to get up and fetch another one, but he eventually dropped off into a kaleidoscope of dreams.

There was Lucia, lying alluringly in wanton invitation, whispering all the lewd things they could do with each other, then there was Aemilia, pretty as a picture begging him to leave Lucia, and desperately tugging at his arm.
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He felt a hand on his shoulder and his hand shot out to grip a slender wrist in a grip of iron. Still half asleep he gazed up at Aemilia taking a few moments to register who it was that had woken him. His eyes were sunken hollows, his face haggard but he apologized to Aemilia for gripping her wrist so tightly Aemilia showed such concern for hIm he was grateful when she took charge.

“Master? Are you all right? You look exhausted.” She took his cloak and gave him instructions in such a manner that he just obeyed in role reversal.

“You need a bath. That will make you feel better. I cannot get in with you but I will wait by the side of the bath with the strigil.”

She waited while he put his sword away and walked with him to the bathroom where she quickly undressed him and waited by the bath as he thoroughly scrubbed himself a doused himself under the water before surfacing with a mighty roar making waves like a surfacing whale. When he felt clean he went to Aemilia to be oiled and scraped with the strigil. then to be dressed in fresh clothes.

"When you use the strigil I would very much appreciate it if you pay particular attention here." he took her hand and placed it to cup his ball sac, "I want all trace of that woman gone from me."

Aemilia made no comment but did as he asked and told him,

“You probably need food. If you want to head to the triclinium I will let Julie know to bring you something to eat.”

On a sudden impulse, Quinn wrapped his arm around her and held her close, her head leaning against his broad chest as he gently stroked her fiery locks. There was nothing romantic or sexual in his embrace just a man showing his love and gratitude to his woman,

"I will eat as you suggest my sweet, but only if you join me, I need your company and I feel that I need to put your mind at rest concerning your ---- our future."
 
"I will eat as you suggest my sweet, but only if you join me, I need your company and I feel that I need to put your mind at rest concerning your ---- our future."

His voice was hoarse and his eyes still looked haunted and it worried her as to just what Lucia had done to him. She had not even questioned him when he ordered her to use the strigil on his sac, as if to scrape off any last remaining trace of that woman off of him.

“Of course I will join you. Whatever you want. Come.” She took his hand and led him to the triclinium, waiting until he was reclining on on his couch before heading to the culina to have Julie send food into the dining room for both her and the Master. Julie nodded and immediately began preparing the dishes for the slave to carry in. She found Decima and informed her that in the Master’s chambers his cloak and all his bedding needed to be removed and cleaned immediately and fresh put in their place. Aemilia wanted to totally remove the scent of Lucia.

Aemilia then returned to the triclinium and found that Quinn was reclining on his couch, propped up on one side by his arm. He looked tired. And he had pulled the next couch up against his so that it almost made one larger couch. He motioned for her to recline on that couch and as she was settling on the couch two slaves enter, one carrying a jug of wine and two goblets and another slave carrying two trays with bread, cheese, eggs, olives, capers, honey and some dried apricots and dates.

Once they left, she waited as was protocol for the Master of the house to eat first. She looked at him, making note of his appearance. The bath had definitely improved his appearance. He did need a shave. She needed to make sure that his barber was coming by today.

He seemed to hesitate and she waited, not wanting to rush him. He needed to speak when it was right for him. Plus, servants were drifting in and out and they really did not have the privacy that they had in his chambers. After all, just the fact that she, a slave, was eating in the triclinium was considered scandalous in most of society. Normally a slave ate sitting in their room. A sex slave might accompany their master at an orgy but would only eat what their master might allot for them.

She decided that he was waiting for a private moment alone with her but this was the start of the day and it took some time before there was a period where they were left alone.
 
Aemilia came with him at his request that she eat breakfast with him, breaking with the accepted way where slaves ate separately from the master or mistress of the house except for the rare occasions where a servus sexus was allowed to partake of food at her master's discretion during an orgy.

She made sure he was reclining comfortably on his couch and then went off to see Julia and Decima, when she returned he was leaning on one elbow and had pulled a second couch closer to make it larger, he motioned to Aemilia to take a seat and they sat in silence as their breakfast was brought to them. Quinn was silent because he wanted to make certain that what he had to say would be only between Aemilia and himself.

When he spoke his voice was hoarse and choked with emotion, he knew he must look a pitiful sight, sunken, bloodshot eyes, and unshaven, at least he was clean and no longer had Lucia's heavy perfume hanging around him like a fog.

"We have difficult times ahead of us Aemilia, our relationship as lovers and even as Master and servus sexus will be strained to the limit. At present I can only rely on perfunctory relief from you, pleasant though it is, it is not enough as I discovered yesterday, I went to see Lucia in the mistaken belief that I would merely have to go through the motions and she would have to be satisfied with that,"

He paused for a moment to collect his thoughts and then continued, somewhat angrily,

"Damn the woman, what she does, what she says, I have no defense against, I tried being rough and brutal with her but the whore laughed at me and enjoyed my rage, I only came to my senses when she spoke about you. That is when I left her without leaving my seed inside her, she will be enraged so we need to be careful."

He leaned forward and clasped Aemilia's small, dainty hands in his platter-sized hands and said in earnest,

Have you considered how the week after your flow has finished will manifest itself? Lucia said that you would want to have nothing to do with me, I can accept you might not, correction, you will not want me to touch you but what about your mind? Will you hate me or still love me? I would be beside myself if you lost your love for me even if it is only for a week, the light shines through though thinking of the time we have after that if what she says is true."

When he finished he began eating his breakfast finding himself ravenous, with his mouth full of bread and cheese he motioned to Aemilia to help herself.
 
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When finally he spoke she could see the hesitation, as if he was unsure of just how to broach it subject without hurting her. And when he spoke, his voice was low.

"We have difficult times ahead of us Aemilia, our relationship as lovers and even as Master and servus sexus will be strained to the limit. At present I can only rely on perfunctory relief from you, pleasant though it is, it is not enough as I discovered yesterday, I went to see Lucia in the mistaken belief that I would merely have to go through the motions and she would have to be satisfied with that,"

Apparently that was not what happened as a myriad of emotions played across his face. When he spoke again she could see anger on his face and in his voice.

"Damn the woman, what she does, what she says, I have no defense against, I tried being rough and brutal with her but the whore laughed at me and enjoyed my rage, I only came to my senses when she spoke about you. That is when I left her without leaving my seed inside her, she will be enraged so we need to be careful."

The touch of his large hands just holding her gave her such a flutter in her stomach and he gave her such an intense look that she briefly wondered just what Lucia had said about her. She was glad that he had not left his seed in Lucia’s womb since with Lucia being a free citizen would mean that any child that he should father with the woman would make the child a legitimate free citizen rather than a slave with any children that Quinn would plant in her own womb.

“Have you considered how the week after your flow has finished will manifest itself? Lucia said that you would want to have nothing to do with me, I can accept you might not, correction, you will not want me to touch you but what about your mind? Will you hate me or still love me? I would be beside myself if you lost your love for me even if it is only for a week, the light shines through though thinking of the time we have after that if what she says is true."

Having spoke, he suddenly appeared to to be hungry and began to eat, leaving her to consider what he had said. A slave returned to refill their wine glasses and she felt chilled at what he had said. Not love him? That could not be possible. Quinn had become her reason for living.

After a minute he seemed to notice that she was not eating and slowed down, aware that she was not speaking because they were not alone. Once they were, she reached out and touched his arm as tears welled up within her eyes. She spoke low and he almost had to strain to hear her words.

“My love, that could never be. You are my reason for living. I might be angry, or hurt. But my love for you will always be there. I love you with all my heart, and no potion makes that disappear if that love is true. I love you so much that had you returned and told me that were in love with Lucia, those words would have broken my heart but I would have accepted them for your happiness has become my sole reason for living.”

She choked up for a moment and he placed his hand on hers, listening carefully to her words. Once she could speak again, her words came carefully.

“It is obvious that She (Aemilia was starting to loathe even speaking Lucia’s name) wants you, and will use any manner of trickery to have you. But it is not love. She wants your body and I think that it is safe to say that should you leave your seed in her, she would use that as a chance to say that any child that she would bear was yours whether it was or not. You have only one more time to go to her so, to play it safe, perhaps you should go near the end of my flow? And then perhaps there is something else that you could use to occupy your mind with during that week when I will not desire being with you.”

She paused, and then spoke.

“That is, if what she says is the truth. Between you and me, I am not sure that what she has told you is entirely true. Perhaps it is her way of turning you from me to her, hoping that you will avoid me and use her instead. I do not trust what she says. Were it completely true, she would be totally hating every man that she has ever slept with and then been obsessed with that man. After all, did she not say that she has used this medicine? Perhaps all it does is get rid of any child.”
 
Aemilia seemed to be distrustful of Lucia and what she had told them about the after-effects of the potion she was certain, and told Quinn in no uncertain terms of her love for him even if he did go to Lucia, which filled his heart with even more love for her and her unselfishness in only wishing him happiness. She told him of her doubts about the after-effects of the potion stating quite logically that if it were true Lucia would have hated every man she had ever slept with and would then be obsessed with them all, it made no sense.

Her remark about finding something to occupy his mind, when, if it were true, she didn't desire him, reminded him of the project he had considered, he made a mental vow to try and make an appointment with Caesar to ask his permission to erect a gladiator teaching ring in the grounds of the villa for the exclusive use of the families of free men, as teaching slaves to fight was not a good idea except for the gladiators who were kept under lock and key.

"I think you may be right Aemilia, let us see what happens when your flow ceases. If hopefully, you want me during that next week I can tell Lucia that she lied to us and therefore any promises I made under oath regarding payment are void so I will not be honoring my word."

A feeling of relief and exhilaration came over him at the prospect of Lucia having lied to them and having a solid reason for breaking his word. He became so excited that he forgot Aemilia's present condition and pulled her to him and slid his hand between her legs fully intending to make love to her. It was a major disappointment to him when she pushed his hand away and sat with her knees firmly together. He blushed with embarrassment and apologized profusely.

"Forgive me, my love, I forgot myself, I am finding it difficult not to ravish you but I do know that I was wrong, perhaps though you could find it in your heart to give me some relief, even a kiss would be welcome. So sure was he that she would kiss him he puckered his lips and closed his eyes waiting for her soft wet lips on his.
 
"I think you may be right Aemilia, let us see what happens when your flow ceases. If hopefully, you want me during that next week I can tell Lucia that she lied to us and therefore any promises I made under oath regarding payment are void so I will not be honoring my word."

Quinn seemed so relieved at the thought that perhaps Lucia had lied to them that he once again smiled. She had not considered the fact that had she lied then it would give him the opportunity to back out of his oath. Despite having been a slave, the man was intelligent.

Aemilia was caught off guard when suddenly he reached over to grab her and pull her against him while slipping his hand beneath her tunic. Thank the goddess that she was wearing her subligaculum lined with her rags as she would have been mortified had something gotten on hands. As quick as possible she pushed him away and quickly pressing her legs together. She realized that for just a moment, he had forgotten the situation and was turning to her for comfort. And as much as she would like to do so, she just could not. When he realized just what had happened, he began apologizing as his face turned red.

"Forgive me, my love, I forgot myself, I am finding it difficult not to ravish you but I do know that I was wrong, perhaps though you could find it in your heart to give me some relief, even a kiss would be welcome.”

Closing his eyes, he leaned towards her and puckered up his lips and she could tell that he really did mean it. Besides, she was not angry nor upset, but rather worried.

Leaning over towards him, she placed the palm of one hand against his cheek, the stubble on his face scratchy against her skin. Softly she kissed his lips before pulling back. She whispered soft and low, their lips merely an inch apart.

“I love you!”

She leaned in again and kissed him. And he returned her kiss very enthusiastically. She was lost in the moment and before she knew it she was on her back on the chaise and Quinn was above her, kissing her passionately. He was careful not to move any part of his body towards the lower half of her body but his lips on her lips were most enthusiastic. When the kiss broke, he was looking down on her and she found herself breathless as she looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes.

“We might want to go somewhere a bit more private?”
 
Quinn didn't have long to wait, he felt her cool dainty hand on his cheek caressing the stubble on his face, then the ecstasy of her soft loving lips on his, however, the kiss was brief as she pulled away and leaned In again to tell him sweetly and softly, her lips barely an inch away from his, so close he could feel her breath on his face

"I love you!”

Aemilia kissed him again and he was in heaven, he kissed her back enthusiastically and laid her down on the couch careful not to give her the idea that he was going to try and ravish her again, he kept the lower part of hi body on the couch sitting beside her, letting his hands wander over her upper body. He stroked her sweet loving face and her shoulders and slipped her tunic down almost baring her panting breasts. She broke the kiss and looked up at him with her large green eyes and whispered with a tease and a promise in her voice.

“We might want to go somewhere a bit more private?”

With a knowing smile on his face, he pulled her tunic back up to cover her breasts and took her hand and helped her to her feet.

“Come with me,”

He led her by the hand through the villa, ignoring the knowing looks and suppressed giggles from various slaves they encountered on the way. They paused just outside the curtain at the entrance to his bed-chamber and he called out to a passing young servant girl,

“Helena, I want you to take a message for me to everyone In the household, can you do that?”

Helena stopped, startled, she was in awe of The Mighty Quinn and had never been this close to him, she had never spoken to him yet he had called her by name, she felt so proud he was going to trust her with a message,

“Ye,,,y..yes I can do that Master, word for word I promise.”

Helena was so excited she wanted to tell her mother first who worked in the laundry and started to walk off until Quinn put out an arm to block her way,

“Are you a mindreader as well as being pretty Helena?” he asked with a smile,

“No Master,” she replied looking puzzled

“In that case shouldn’t you wait until I have given you the message?”

Helena blushed with embarrassment and bowed her head in shame,

“I’m sorry Master, I got so excited.”

Very well Helena here is the message, tell everyone that Aemilia and I are not to be disturbed under any circumstances until tomorrow morning when Julie brings our breakfast. Have you got that?“

Helena repeated the message and turned to leave but not before Quinn planted a kiss on her forehead,

“Good girl.”

Helena's knees nearly buckled as he kissed her forehead and she kept touching her brow in reverence as she walked away, then, she finally understood why the Master and Aemilia didn’t want to be disturbed and she managed to suppress a fit of the giggles.

Quinn pulled back the curtain to his bed chamber

“We should not be disturbed now, can I please see your wonderful breasts now?”
 
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“We might want to go somewhere a bit more private.”

Those words that she spoke were no sooner out of her mouth before Quinn was covering back up her breast and pulling her to her feet. After telling her to come with him, he took her hand and began leading her down the hall to his bed chambers, his step determined and purposeful.

The halls seemed incredibly filled with various slaves, each busy with their duties. And every one of them knew her and her job within the household. And if the Master was walking with such single-mindedness towards his bed chamber leading his servus sexus, there was no question in their minds just what he planned in doing. Their grins and hushed giggles told the story. And all that Aemilia could do was smile back and follow him.

Even when he reached the doorway to his chambers he still did not let go of her hand, as if afraid that she would turn and run. She watched with some amusement the exchange between him and Helena. The girl was barely 18 years and had told Aemilia that she had gotten the job because of her mother Selina, the laundress. The girl basically helped out her mother, doing thing like delivering clean clothes to the Master, picking up dirty clothes left outside the slave’s bedroom and taking them down to the laundry and delivering the clean clothes, and helping her mother sort and wash and dry the laundry. She was sweet and very naive.

So when the Master told her that she was to inform everyone that no matter what, no one was to disturb her and the Master until tomorrow morning, she watched as Helena said she understood and would do so.

Then suddenly Quinn was pulling her with him into his bedchamber, closing the curtain behind them and leaving them in privacy. The look in his eyes was almost pure lust. He needed her.

“We should not be disturbed now, can I please see your wonderful breasts now”

She smiled at him as she stood there, his servus sexus, his lover. With a small hand she reached to the strap of her garment and slowly slipped it off one shoulder. The fabric slid down her arm and the material caught on her swollen nipple, as if teasing him as it tried to hide from view. Gracefully she lifted her arm up so as to slip it from the sleeve and suddenly her left breast was bared to him. The air felt cool, causing that nipple to pucker.

Using her other hand she did the same with the other sleeve. This time there seemed no hesitation on the part of the garment as it quickly joined its partner to uncover her breast to him. Normally the whole garment would have fallen to the floor to leave her in all her glory exposed to him. However, because of her flow, she had belted her tunic and from the waist down remained hidden to his eyes. Beneath the tunic she still wore her subligaculum with the rags wedged between her legs. But from the waist up, her body was bared to her lover.

“Is this what you want, my love?”

She took several steps towards him her breath making her breast fall and rise before his eyes. It only took 4 steps before she was within his reach. She looked at him, her gaze full of love for him and only him.

Both of his large hands reached out to cover her breast, gently squeezing them. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, the picture of a woman enjoying the feel of her lover’s hands upon her body. And she was enjoying it. The feeling of him needing her and wanting her no matter what. This was the man that she loved and she would do anything for him.

Suddenly one hand was removed from her breast to wind in her long fiery locks, keeping her head tilted back. His lips were pressed against hers while his other hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her body against his. Their tongues intertwined as he fairly took her breath away. It was a kiss of passion. A kiss of need. Of desire. She wrapped her arms around his neck. His hand around her waist slipped to cup her buttocks still clothed in the subligaculum and the bottom half of her toga. It was if he wanted to hold her as close to himself as possible.

The stubble on his cheek scratched against her skin and somehow excited her because it was a part of him. She was left breathless when finally he broke the kiss.
 
In answer to his request, Aemilia teasingly lowered the top of her tunic, slipping it off her shoulders her nipples were hard and so distended that one caught on the thin material slowing its progress down to her waist.

"Is this what you want, my love?”
Quinn didn't need to speak, his eyes were fixed on Aemilia's breast bouncing slightly as she took a few steps into his arms, her eyes telling him how much she loved him, in that moment he knew that he wanted her with him forever. He gently pushed her away from him to give himself more room to caress and knead her soft pillowy breasts and tease her hard springy nipples, a delighted look on his face as he played with her sensitive buds.

Aemilia was clearly enjoying the experience as much as he was, she closed her eyes and threw her head back, and thrust her breasts harder against his large strong hands. Quinnn's hand suddenly left her breast and wound into her fiery locks and held her head back and his lips descended on hers in a deep, passionate, wet tongue- filled kiss, His free arm wound around her slim waist as he pulled her to him their clothes only thing keeping them safely apart, Quinn was sure that Aemilia could feel his desire although he tried to keep that hidden. Aemilia's arms were around his neck and his hand slid down to her rounded bottom and formed a seat for her so he could lift her whilst still kissing her. The kiss went on and on it seemed like hours but in fact, lasted no more than two minutes but that was long enough to leave them both breathless when it broke.

Quinn smiled lovingly at Aemilia then he frowned and reached out to stroke her face with his fingertips,

"It seems that my lack of a razor has left me with stubble that has grazed your delicate skin, my love, I am so sorry, perhaps I should grow a beard, it gets softer then and it will tickle in certain places." he chuckled at the thought, then added, "Only if you approve of course."

He sat down on the bed and pulled Aemilia to sit on his knee so he could put his arm around her and bounce one of her breasts and suckle occasionally on the other.

"Now we have time to talk to each other and ask questions, I know practically nothing about you as you know nothing about me apart from the fact that I was married and have a son, when we get tired of talking we can have a kiss and a cuddle, would that suit you for tonight?
 
Quinn gently stroked her face where his stubble had rubbed her, a worried look briefly crossing his features.

"It seems that my lack of a razor has left me with stubble that has grazed your delicate skin, my love, I am so sorry, perhaps I should grow a beard, it gets softer then and it will tickle in certain places. Only if you approve of course."

Taking his hand she softly kissed his fingertips. “You need not my approval, my love. I love you whether you are smooth shaven or have a beard, or anything in between. But if you wish, we can call in the barber tomorrow.”

He smiled at her and sat down on his bed, pulling her onto his lap. His arm slipped around her waist and went under one of her breast, bouncing and massaging it and using his other hand to help guide the other breast’s nipple into his mouth, sucking and gently nibbling it. And meanwhile she raised her arm and ran her fingers through his curls.

"Now we have time to talk to each other and ask questions, I know practically nothing about you as you know nothing about me apart from the fact that I was married and have a son, when we get tired of talking we can have a kiss and a cuddle, would that suit you for tonight?”

She smiled and kissed him chastely. “My love, I have sorely missed being with you. I have missed you making love to me, and holding me in your arms. I have missed sleeping with you and waking up beside you. I have so missed having sex with you, with your manhood plunging into me and with you filling my womb with your seed. A kiss and a cuddle for tonight would be much better than having to lay in my bed alone, without you. I would not want to offend you should I have an accident or should my…” she was not sure just how to say it. But she was aware that frequently a woman’s scent changed during her flow. And she had been taught that some men could even smell their blood flow. She sought to find the right wording to continue. “…my scent bother you.”

She paused, waiting to see what he would say.

“There is so much that I have longed to ask you. There are things that I have wondered about you and your past.” She leaned in to kiss him, her lips telling him of all the love in her heart. “I love feeling your hands on my body. I have missed them. I have missed you so much.”
 
Quinn smiled to himself when Aemila showed her innocence and naivety by failing to pick up on what he was hinting at when he spoke about a beard tickling certain places, he had half a mind to grow a beard so he could tickle her sex when she was clear of the accursed flow.

When she was snuggled to him and he had her comfortably in his arms and able to caress her plump soft breasts and hard pointed nipples she gave him a gentle kiss and told him how much she had missed him and him sheathing his meaty sword inside her. She painted such a graphic picture of them entwined making love to each other that he grew harder and harder as she spoke, it was out of his control and he was sure that Aemilia could feel it poking into the crack between her cheeks. Her mention of her scent bothering him he at first didn't understand what she meant but as a reflex action he sniffed and he definitely found the scent of something unpleasant but he wouldn't let that dissuade him from having Aemilia in his bed and waking him in the morning with her lips sliding over his morning erection.

"However you smell my love I want you here in my arms just like now..., I'm sorry I interrupted you, you were going to say something else?"

"There is so much that I have longed to ask you. There are things that I have wondered about you and your past. I love feeling your hands on my body. I have missed them. I have missed you so much.”

She leaned against him and her kiss said the truth of what she said.

Before you start questioning me shall retire to my bed? It is more comfortable and I am more able to reach all the spots I want to kiss, you must promise me that you will come to me the instant you are clear of your womanly troubles."

He put his arms under her knees and scooped her up and carried her into his bedroom and laid her gently on the bed,
and began to undress.

"I can think of no good reason why I should not be naked unless you prefer me with my clothes on."

He crawled onto the foot of the bed and starting at her toes he kissed each toe individually and sucked them into his mouth running his tongue between each one then he pushed her tunic up to her waist so it bunched, hiding the subligaculum she wore then kissed his way up her body, teasing her alabaster soft skin with his fingernails, to her waiting moist, sensual lips, avoiding her sex, but kissing her flame-haired mons, he kissed her passionately and said in a pseudo-commanding voice.

"Turn over woman, your rear needs some attention."
 
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“Before you start questioning me shall retire to my bed? It is more comfortable and I am more able to reach all the spots I want to kiss, you must promise me that you will come to me the instant you are clear of your womanly troubles."

Suddenly Quinn was picking her up in his arms and carrying her across the room only to lay her upon his bed. The top of her tunic had fallen and was gathered around her waist at the belt that she had tied, her breast exposed and the bottom half of her body still covered by her tunic and subligaculum.

Grinning at her he began to remove his tunic and once more she gazed upon his perfect body. His chest was broad and strong and lightly dusted with hair. She could see abdomen muscles that were well defined. His manhood jutted out away from his body, bobbing with his movements. And she could see his sac, heavy with seed as it swayed a bit between his legs. Below that were his legs, strong and powerful. She loved her lover’s body, and craved the time when they could once again have sex. Goddess! She wanted so to carry his child, and give him children.

He spoke as he undressed.

"I can think of no good reason why I should not be naked unless you prefer me with my clothes on."

She smiled at the view before her eyes. “I would always prefer you without clothes. I love your magnificent body!”

Climbing on the foot of the bed, he took hold of her feet and began kissing her toes. She could not help but giggle as it tickled. But he didn’t stop there as his lips continued up her leg, lifting the bottom part of her toga as his lips went on up her leg. He didn’t try to kiss her sex but he did kiss her mons through the subligaculum and also her navel.

Finally he ended up at her lips and as he kissed her she could feel his sword insistently poking against her leg.

"Turn over woman your rear needs some tender care”

She was a bit surprised but smiled at him and did as he said. If he wished, he could use her anus to have sex with, she supposed. He would have to pull down her subligaculum and of course use some kind of lubricant but anal sex was something that she had not had yet with him. The bruising that Caesar had done had healed, for which she was thankful. And perhaps using her anus would help him with his desire for sex. He would just need to be careful.

She decided to wait and see just what the tender care was that he had in mind for her bottom. Smiling she turned over, her legs together to avoid any accidents. She turned her head and laid it on her crossed arms, so that she was able to glance back over her shoulder. Her bottom was still covered but her aching nipples were pressing against the bedding.
 
Aemilia's almost naked body viewed from the back was just as spectacular as the view from the front, her long, luxuriant, silky red hair trailed along her finely sculpted back and stood out against her pale alabaster skin. her waist was slim and trim leading to broad hips that led him to think that she would bear children with no problem. Her buttocks were twin round domes of the same alabaster skin as her back and he smoothed his palms over the soft but firm orbs, gliding lightly over them and moving the subligaculum out of the way of the tiny puckered entrance to her anus. At this point, he hesitated he had not taken Aemilia’s anus yet and although he guessed that Caesar had not denied himself of it he was not sure if she would find it pleasurable, there was only one thing to do to be sure. Ask her.

“My dear Aemilia, would you object in any way, even object without speaking if I used your body completely as I am not able to use your beautiful sex although I know you desire me as I desire you?”

As he continued caressing her buttocks his thumb slipped into the crevice dividing them and he slid a thumbnail into the dark puckered hole. Leaving his thumb where it was for the time being he leaned over her and placed gentle feathery kisses on her arms and shoulders and down her back and when he reached her buttocks again he opened her cheeks and gently kissed and used his tongue at the entrance to her anus.

“If you don’t want me to I will desist, there is so much more of you that needs to be cherished.”

So saying he began kissing the backs of her strong shapely dancer’s thighs and the backs of her knees and all the way down to her toes again once there he lay looking up at her body,

“Have you decided or would you rather I did it all again? If you wish I could do it all night but I think you might like to take your turn with me, do whatever you have a mind to do.”
 
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Quinn ran his hand almost reverently along her back, his large hand gently caressing her back. She felt so safe and loved in his hands. When he reached her buttocks, at first he just softly ran his hand on them while they were covered by her subligaculum. She knew that he was well aware of why she wore this and would be very careful.

Carefully he slid the material down off her buttocks, his hand warm against the skin of her bottom.

“My dear Aemilia would you object in anyway, even object without speaking if I used your body completely as I am not able to use your beautiful sex although I know you desire me as I desire you?”

She smiled at his question. He could not resist what was revealed before him and his thumb began to slide into the crevice searching out her dark star where he slipped his thumb up to what felt like the first knuckle. She sighed as he left it there while he leaned over her back gently kissing her arms and shoulders and neck. His lips continued down her spine until his lips reached her buttocks before pulling his thumb from her anus so that he could part her butt cheeks. She was a bit surprised when he kissed where his thumb had been before using his tongue to press it against her anus. The hairs on her arm stood up in response.

“If you don’t want me to I will desist, there is so much more of you that needs to be cherished.”

He kept his hand on her bottom while, with his lips he continued to lightly kiss down the back of her legs. When he reached the back of her knees she could not help the little giggle that she gave as his lips tickled that area of skin. He continued on until he reached her feet before he again spoke.

“Have you decided or would you rather I did it all again? If you wish I could do it all night but I think you might like to take your turn with me, do whatever you have a mind to do.”

“If you are asking if I would mind if you used my anus, I would not mind it at all. I was trained by the Lanistas how to enjoy anal sex. The only reason that I had problems with anal sex with Emperor Caesar was that he seemed to enjoy proving that he was the master of me. It is something that we were taught at the imperatoris sexus stabulis, how to enjoy it. If it would please you, it would please me.”

She paused before continuing.

“I know that is not the answer that you want. But you do not understand what I mean. I love you, and if using my anus would give you pleasure, then it would give me pleasure too. When The Emperor used it, it was only because it was my job. But with you, everything that we do gives me pleasure because it gives you pleasure. I so wish that my sex were available for you to use. But since it is not, then my anus is the next best option.” She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.

“We have not made love this way and I am most anxious to try it if you are too.”
 
Amilia's reply to his question was bittersweet. on the one hand, she was telling him that she would enjoy him using her anus for his relief and pleasure, on the other hand, it brought back thoughts of Caesar using her the way he did with no thought for her as a person, just as a piece of meat provided for him to pleasure himself with however he chose. Aemilia made his decision for him when she looked over and smiled at him and with a little wiggle of her buttocks that set them quivering she said,

"We have not made love this way and I am most anxious to try it if you are too.”

He quickly lifted her hips up slightly and slid a large stuffed cushion underneath her and held the tip of his meaty sword against the puckered entrance and smeared the precum from the end all around and slowly slid a finger in where his thumb had been previously and ensured that her insides were well lubricated. He thought it best to tell her what he was doing so there were no unexpected surprises,

"I am about to penetrate your anus, my love, at the first sign of any pain tell me and I will withdraw, It will make it so much easier for us both if when I push you could roll your hips and push back, don't forget I want you to to feel as much pleasure as me.

The first inch went in without a hitch as it had already been stretched by his thumb but as he pushed deeper her anus gripped his manhood tightly and he began grunting and grimacing with the effort.

"UNH,,, UNH,,UNH,,,, UNH, UNH"

He worked out that as he pushed Aemilia was sliding forwards despite attempting to push back so he made some adjustments to his position and asked her to open her legs wider, then, as a final gesture," he gathered her long silky hair and rolled it around his massive fist and pulled her head up,

"I think it will be better if you arch your back, think of it as a mare being mounted by a stallion"

From then on everything seemed like heaven for Quinn as he rode her at what would be considered a canter her anus still gripped his slick veined shaft but only enough to provide pleasurable friction along his shaft. After some time Quinn felt his balls tightening and warned her,

"It won't be long now love, would you like my seed inside you or on your rump, possibly on your back, I will not ask you to use your lips considering where my rod has been, but make up your mind quickly or it will be too late"
 
She was glad when Quinn seemed anxious to to try anal sex with her. She understood that with his rather large manhood he was somewhat apprehensive for he did not wish to harm her but rather give her as much pleasure as she was giving him. And it was true that Quinn’s penis was definitely larger than any of the Lanistas that had prepared her and trained her in anal sex. And he was bigger than the Emperor. And yet, Quinn was really so gentle.

He took the time to prop her up so that her bottom was easily accessible to him and yet she was comfortable. She felt the tip of his manhood pressed lightly against her anus as he carefully smeared his precum on her dark star before using his finger to press some of that lubricant into her. As his finger pressed deep into her she gave a groan of pleasure to let him know that she was okay with what he was doing. After all, this was all part of what she had been trained for - to let her body provide pleasure to her Master and yet still provide pleasure to her too.

"I am about to penetrate your anus, my love, at the first sign of any pain tell me and I will withdraw, It will make it so much easier for us both if when I push you could roll your hips and push back, don't forget I want you to to feel as much pleasure as me.

And in he pressed. At first, despite his large size, the tip of his manhood rather easily slipped into her anus. And then the whole process slowed down as her body gripped tightly into him. She tried to do as he had suggested but all she wound up doing was to be pushed across the bed while he grunted. But after some adjustments her true love was soon fucking her once he had gathered her long hair around his hand and pulled back on it like she was a horse being ridden by a soldier. He too could see the analogy.

"I think it will be better if you arch your back, think of it as a mare being mounted by a stallion"

A stallion indeed! With her back arched, it thrusted her breast out as her lover made love to her. It felt glorious. She had so missed sex with Quinn, his massive sword blazing a path through her. And she could tell that he was enjoying this as much as she was. Between them was the sounds of grunts and groans as both of them enjoyed this time.

At one point he even used his other hand that was not wrapped up in her hair to take hold of her hip to help guide her and set the pace. With the tightness of her opening plus her using a few of the tricks taught her by the lanistas and occasionally gripping his penis with those muscles back there, she noticed when his tempo began to increase. She knew that soon he would climax and what he said next confirmed that.

"It won't be long now love, would you like my seed inside you or on your rump, possibly on your back, I will not ask you to use your lips considering where my rod has been, but make up your mind quickly or it will be too late”

She smiled at his consideration. The Emperor had just done as he wished. And yet, here was the man that owned her and by law could do anything that he wished to her and he was asking her what she desired.

“My love, I am so happy to be lying here with you that you can deposit your glorious seed within my body or on my body. If it is within, then I can feel your warmth filling my body and dream of the time when you can make love to me without the curse of this flow. My body is yours.”

Her voice was soft so that her words would be for his ears alone, but the love that she held for him was apparent.
 
He knew he didn't need to ask Aemilia where he should deposit his seed but he really wanted her to have the most pleasure she could get from him, her voice was low as she answered him but the words were full of love,

“My love, I am so happy to be lying here with you that you can deposit your glorious seed within my body or on my body. If it is within, then I can feel your warmth filling my body and dream of the time when you can make love to me without the curse of this flow. My body is yours.”

The words were hardly out of her mouth before he could hold back no longer and the first spurt coated her insides, he could feel the warm sperm swirling around his shaft, thick and creamy. there were a few seconds between the ejaculation s he continued pumping his hips back and forth so when he felt the timing was right he quickly withdrew completely and turned Aemilia onto her back and rose to his feet and stood astride her as a colossus with his manhood clasped in one large hand. he smiled at her and told her,

"You expressed a desire to have my seed inside you and also on your body so I am happy to oblige."

He began stroking his shaft at a brisk pace and within a few seconds, the creamy white seed was arcing from the bulbous tip of his manhood to splash onto Aemilia's body, covering her navel, her breasts, some even landing on her face, one large drop dangling from the tip of her nose.

Quinn couldn't help chuckling at her and made fun of her appearance,

"Yo,, yo,,, you do look funny my sweet, I advise you to wash your face if nothing else before anyone sees you if I thought that we could with all decency I would have you wash me and I would wash you but then I am the Master here so no one would dare to say anything, come on let's give the other servants something to gossip about"

He grabbed Aemilia's hand and at a run dragged her to the bathing pool,

"In we go then."

He scooped her up in his arms and waded to the center of the warm water.

"Now kiss me!" he demanded, "When we are cleansed we will return to my quarters, we have until breakfast to enjoy each other."
 
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