CAESAR'S REWARD

[cumnchat]

Aemilia giggled when he told her that she was very loud during their lovemaking especially when her juices really began to flow and she was shuddering underneath him. As with most women of his acquaintance, she had to have the last word and she replied,

"Well, as I recall, you yourself are quite vocal.”

Believing that action spoke louder than words he slid easily into her hot slippery depths, filling her sex and he heard her groan with pleasure as he worked up the pace, her arms went around his neck, and she pulled him down for a kiss, she kissed him with such feeling he felt really alive and his hips pumped harder as he slid deeper inside her, her legs wrapped around his waist ensuring that he stayed right where he was, not that he had any intention of going anywhere until they had exchanged and mingled their juices together. Somehow she found the breath to whisper in his ear,

"You don’t need to worry about anyone interrupting us. I told them that we will call when we need them.”

That was all he needed to kiss her hard and really begin to fuck her, loving the 'OOHS, AAHHS,' and whimpers as he slid in and out in long slippery slides, alternately filling her sex and withdrawing to leave her almost empty then he drove in again, time after time. in time his testicles tightened and he knew that Aemilia would know as well as he did she would be receiving his creamy seed very shortly.

With a mighty roar that made the food plates rattle he fired once,,, twice,,, three times deep inside her and felt her shuddering underneath him, her own creamy juice coating his manhood. Then her sex clenched and massaged his hard thick slippery manhood seeking every drop of his seed.

Quinn relaxed and lay across her, stroking her forehead, and an errant lock of damp sweaty red hair from her eyes. His head went to her shoulder and he nuzzled into her soft white neck, savoring her aroma of sex and a woman well fucked. Aemilia extricated her legs from around his waist as they lay panting from their exertions.

Quinn’s arm went around her slim waist, and he rolled onto his. back taking her with him so she was sitting astride him. He took a fistful of her fiery red hair and pulled her face down to his, their lips almost touching, his tongue came out from between his lips and he waggled it as if asking ‘Where’s yours? I want to play '

The whole time his free hand was busy, touching, stroking, teasing, none of her sensitive spots were safe. It was clear his intention was to keep her on the boil as it were, he hadn’t finished yet, Julie would have to wait some time yet before they called her to take away the trays.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

"AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!" Naomi's screams grew louder as Brutus took her anal virginity, slamming his meaty sword into her anal passage, and thrusting deep inside her. She was bent over a table supporting herself on her elbows to prevent her nipples from scraping on the wooden table as her voluptuous breasts swung to and fro Brutus pulled her back to him forcing his thick pole even deeper.


Her voice was hoarse as her throat was raw from the throat fucking she had already suffered at the hands of the vicious Brutus. He had forced her mouth open by squeezing her jaw and sliding his hard thick rod down her throat cutting off her air supply and only allowing her to gulp air just as she was on the point of falling into unconsciousness. The thick cream and drool clogged her mouth and throat and frothed at her lips as she tried to take in the air.

Losing her anal virginity was shameful for Naomi as back home it was considered undesirable, her one solace was the spirits that she worshipped so she tried to concentrate on calling on them to take their revenge on Brutus. Silently, in her mind, she prayed "Great Woomee and Drustino see who abuses your daughter, Atoomo, Princess of the Butomi, bring down your vengeance on those who insult her body."

Naomi felt the warm cream of Brutus's sperm spurt inside her bowels and cried out in anger, pain, and sorrow, wondering how much more she would have to endure before her spirits came to her aid.

 

[Opensesame54321]

Soon Aemilia was sitting astride her lover his manhood starting to rise to greatness again while his hands alternated between massaging her buttocks and her breast.

Smiling, Aemilia finally pushed back a bit and laid face down on top of his legs. Luckily for Quinn that put her face to face with his mighty staff. She could smell the heady mix of his and her sex and when she wrapped her small hand around his manhood, it was slippery from the collection of his seed and her creamy spending.

She looked at Quinn and he raised an eyebrow as if questioning her intentions. Aemilia smiled before opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.

Starting at the base of the underside of his massive penis, she began to lick it, her tongue waggling from side to side as she slowly tickled the skin. She heard him groan as he threaded his fingers through her hair. The closer that she worked her way towards his broad tip, the more vocal he was.

Once she reached the large helmet shaped tip, she opened her mouth wide and took just the tip in. She had been taught that many men found it erotic and somewhat of a turn on for a woman - particularly one in which the man totally trusted - to ever so lightly scrape her teeth on the sensitive portion of a man’s penis while alternating sucking on the slit.

Every time that she would suck, she would also hum. It would appear that Quinn was a bit turned on as his manhood was steadily starting to rise again. Meanwhile Aemilia slipped her hand between his legs and found his sac in need of attention. She massaged his testicles that were heavy with seed while she slid a large portion of his penis into her mouth. She longed to once more have him fill her sex with his manhood.

She paused, then pulled his member out of her mouth with a pop before looking up at him with a seductive smile. “Shall we have you be the snake charmer?” He looked at her quizzically through half lidded eyes.

She sat up and lifted herself up high enough so that she could slowly slide his manhood into her sex. Once more his large member stretched her to accommodate him. She gave a sigh of contentment.

“Now, I am the snake, and you must charm me.” She smiled and began to undulate her nude body, dancing up and down, and side to side, and back and forth. It was similar to the dance that he had seen her do before, like the dance for Caesar, like the dance that he had seen her rehearse. Her body writhed and moved on his manhood, moving in circles and in and out. She slipped her hands to the nape of her neck and slowly lifted her long hair up before letting it slowly fall in a gentle cascade, the red locks falling back down her back and the ends lightly tickling his thighs.

“Are you charmed by your snake?” The whole time her dance never slowed nor did it speed up. Instead his member continued to work its way in and out of her warm, wet sex.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn's hips bucked as Aemilia slid down his body and her small delicate fingers wrapped as much as they could around his slippery manhood. Their eyes met and he saw the naughty glint in her eyes. He lay still, just cupping her warm, soft, dangling breasts in his large hands, his eyes half closed, willing to let Aemilia have her way with him. Whatever she decided to do he was certain he would enjoy it, he wasn't disappointed, her broad smile and waggling tongue were just a prelude to her licking the length of the underside of his thick solid shaft, causing him to wind his fingers in her long fiery hair.

"OOOHHH, FUCK, DON'T STOP" he gasped as she did wonderful things to him. her tongue slid slowly along his thick rod to the very tip and she alternately sucked his slit and gently scraped her pearly white teeth over the sensitive helmet-shaped tip. As if she wasn't satisfied with the firmness of his erection she hummed on his tip, Quinn threw his head from side to side, wanting her to stop torturing him yet wanting her to carry on, He gasped again as she cradled his testicles, heavy with his seed, she massaged them and used her fingernails to scratch the underside of his sac. Suddenly she plunged her mouth down on his shaft taking as much into her throat as she could, using her throat muscles she swallowed and massaged his meaty rod. Then just as suddenly she lifted her head from his groin his shaft leaving her lips with a loud 'POP'. Smiling seductively she asked,

"Shall we have you be the snake charmer?” He looked at her quizzically through half-lidded eyes unsure as to what was next but he trusted her with his life, so he nodded his agreement.

Without further ado, Aemilia mounted Quinn's upright shaft, soft wet sounds as he stretched her providing a background to the mutual silence between them, finally when she was fully impaled she sighed with contentment

“Now, I am the snake, and you must charm me.”

It was only then that Quinn understood what was happening as Aemilia began her dance without steps, her torso and hips gracefully moving side to side, back and forth and rotating her sex around his shaft

She smiled and began to undulate her nude body, dancing up and down, side to side, and back and forth. It was similar to the dance that he had seen her do before, like the dance for Caesar, like the dance that he had seen her rehearse. Her body writhed and moved on his manhood, moving in circles and in and out. If Quinn ever had any ideas of pulling out they were soon squashed, Aemilia's internal muscles contracted and help his shaft inside her while flexing those muscles aki to a snake eating its prey. She slipped her hands to the nape of her neck and slowly lifted her long hair up before letting it slowly fall in a gentle cascade, the red locks falling back down her back and the ends lightly tickling his thighs.

“Are you charmed by your snake?”

The question was unnecessary as Quinn appeared to be in a trance, his eyes heavy-lidded, and muted groans of pleasure issuing from his lips. In the end, he could take it no more, and his heavy, thick pole swelled as his seed rushed to fill his lover's sex, he trapped her erect swollen nipples between them and the forefinger of each hand and pulled her down to him and whispered,

"How do you like MY snake?"

He then pushed his hips up again against her to remind her that she hadn't yet cum for him,

"Does it please you my sweet? Kiss me if it does."

.His arms went around her as he held her captive and the only sound was that of their soft sighs of bliss as they kissed until they had to relieve themselves, Quinn thought it an opportune moment to let Julie collect the food trays, They returned to his quarters and Quinn gathered several rolls of parchment together and told Aemilia,

"I must go, I have to try to get an audience with Caesar to ask his permission to go ahead with a gladiator school for the idle rich"

 

[Opensesame54321]

Aemilia could tell that Quinn enjoyed her little snake charmer’s dance. He kept groaning and there was a smile on his face that told her that this was something that he would relish having her do again to him.

When his manhood swelled inside her, she knew that soon she would get her prize. Sure enough, she suddenly felt his thick seed filled her sex and she loved the warmth. She smiled happily at him. He got her erect nipples between his fingertips and pulled her down while she was still speared on his sword. The grin that he gave her told her that he was pleased with himself as he whispered to her.

"How do you like MY snake?"

He thrusted his hips up, pressing himself deeper into her. She tightened her internal muscles, clenching his manhood.

“I love it!” She smiled at him as he rolled her nipples between his fingertips. She laid on top of him, with his manhood still buried deep within

"Does it please you my sweet? Kiss me if it does.”

She leaned closer and kissed him deeply, sighing happily. He kissed her back, and Aemilia felt his member finally slip from her sex. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close while his fingertips traced lazy patterns on her soft skin. After a while nature called to both of them and they both got dressed and had Julie pick up the trays. She watched as Quinn picked up several parchments, preparing to leave. He grabbed her around the waist and kissed her hard.

"I must go, I have to try to get an audience with Caesar to ask his permission to go ahead with a gladiator school for the idle rich.”

She smiled as she watched him leave. She was glad that he had a project. Quinn was a man of action and to go from being a gladiator to a man of leisure was not good for him.

Julie noticed Quinn leaving the villa. “Is the Master going to be gone long? Or should I hold dinner until he returns?” She eyed Aemilia, well aware of just what the two lovers had been doing.

“He should not be gone long. But I do not know for just how long.”

Heading through the villa, she headed for her room. As she passed past the garden, she glanced out and noticed that Decima and Jovian were sitting in an isolated area kissing and cuddling. She decided that they needed their privacy and continued on to her room.

Once there she cleaned herself up before stretching out on her bed. The gentle breeze from the window stirred the air around the room. Aemilia’s thoughts turned to her Master and her lover. She would follow him to the ends of the earth, and would do anything that he should ask her to do. Once more she thanks the gods that she had been given to Quinn. She could have been given to Caesar - she shuddered at the memory of sex with the Emperor and the fear that they had both had that she might possibly be carrying the Emperor’s child. At least now they knew that should she get pregnant, the child would be Quinn’s.

Thank the gods that Troilus had not been gifted her for his servus sexus. She had never liked the man, and had on occasion had seen his temper when various Lanista had refused to let him receive oral gratification from her. But the Lanistas had stood firm, and for all she knew, they may have been the ones to inform the Emperor of his fascination with the servus sexus trainee.

And to be owned by Lucia? Her thoughts turned to Naomi and the fact that she had aided Quinn in his escape. She hoped that the dark-skinned woman was not being punished by the deceitful Lucia. She briefly wondered if when Quinn had deposited his seed within the woman’s womb, was there a possible that he had given the servus sexus a child?

Aemilia’s hand touched her belly as she bit her lip. Could there be a possibility that she herself carried her lover’s child? It would give her such happiness and pride. Of course, it was far too early to know. It would be at least a month before she would be able to find out for sure. Until then, her body would be keeping any secrets that it might have. In the meantime she would continue to enjoy her job of providing joy and pleasure to her Master and lover.

———-

Decima gave a little giggle and blushed. Jovian was using their little hidden alcove in the garden to let his hand slip beneath her tunic to search out her brown pelt that guarded the entrance to her sex.

“You must behave, Jovian. Someone could walk in on us and see what you are doing.”

“That is why I picked this spot. We are well hidden and you have refused to return to my room.”

He kissed her neck while his fingertips sought and found what he was searching for - that little nub that made her squirm.

“Jovi…Jovi…Jovian! I… I…. should be re…re….returning to work.” The poor woman was getting breathless and Jovian could see Decima’s nipples, hard and excited, poking against her tunic. Her dew was easily gathered on his fingers and he kissed her while his member swelled in excitement. Perhaps soon he and Decima would pleasure each other one night in his room. He was in love with the woman, with her pretty brown hair and kind brown eyes. Slaves were not allowed to marry, but the could pledge fidelity to each other. It would not be legal, but such pledges were not uncommon between two slaves that loved each other.

Breaking their kiss, Jovian smiled as he pulled his wet fingers out from underneath her tunic. He sniffed them before slipping the digits into his mouth. Rolling his eyes, he licked them clean.

“Exquisite! Better than the finest wine! Will you please come to my room tonight so that I may sip from your cup?” Decima stuttered and stammered before Jovian add. “Or I can come to your room?”

“We’ll see!” Whereupon Decima, blushing from head to toes, jumped up and hurried out of the garden and went back to work in the culina.

Jovian sat on the bench and continued to lick his fingers, looking forward to tonight.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn felt as though he was walking on air as he made his way to the emperor's palace, everything was right in his world, he had Aemilia, her trust, and her love in spite of Lucia's best efforts to destroy all that, He smiled at everyone he saw, waving and calling out greetings to stall owners and shopkeepers alike, even the street whores were treated to a peck on the cheek if they approached him. The hour-long wait before he was ushered into the presence of the emperor failed to dampen his spirits, he noted the servants going back and forth, to and fro, it was a hive of activity.

"My Lord, Caesar, I am grateful that you find time to see me." he bowed low as was expected,

"Come, come, Mighty Quinn, I would not be here were it not for you, you are most welcome but what is the purpose of your visit? No problems I hope?"

"No problems your Majesty, I wish to ask your permission to open a school on the grounds of the villa, that is a gladiator school, I have become bored with nothing to occupy my mind, so I thought why not use what skills I have and teach the youth of the wealthy how to use weapons so that they would be ready and trained in the basics if required."

Caesar clapped his hands in delight,

"What a splendid idea, of course you have my permission, should you need help getting equipment talk to my army quartermaster, now tell me have you brought your sweet Aemilia with you? I could find time for a little sport with her,"

Quinn was delighted that he now had the permission he needed and he was also pleased that he had left Aemilia behind as she would have had to subject herself to his attentions again. A plan to annoy Lucia was forming in his head so he replied,

"Unfortunately she has sprained her ankle while rehearsing her dancing and she cannot walk., but may I make a suggestion My Lord, I know of a household wherein resides a beautiful dark-skinned girl fully trained as a servus sexus, she is owned by a woman known as Lucia, I don't believe she is happy as she is a very passionate girl but she does not have the opportunity to share that passion with a man worthy of her, So far as I know only two men have used her and then only once apiece, so she will be exceptionally tight and feel almost like a virgin. As Emperor I believe you have the right to compulsory purchase any slaves at the price YOU decide; her name is Naomi, I am sure you could easily find her if you were interested."

Quinn could see that Caesar was interested in what he was saying as the Emperor leaned forward his hands on his knees, head to one side so he didn't miss a word, By the time Quinn had finished Caesar was salivating, drooling, and saliva hanging from his lips.

"I'll find her and see for myself if she is everything you say she is, not that I doubt you but seeing is believing,"

"You will not be disappointed, My Lord."

After that Quinn was dismissed and on his way home he had a self-satisfied smile on his face. Lucia was due a very unpleasant surprise.

 

[Opensesame54321]

Julie looked up as Decima rushed into the room, head down and her face bright red. The cook raised an eyebrow, trying not to smile. She was well aware of the budding romance between the two. Jovian seemed to be a good young man, and she thought highly of Decima. She had gotten to know her even better since the time that the woman had started helping her out in the culina. That was why she was noticing the fact that Decima’s chest was red too.

“Just what have you been up to? No, cut those figs smaller. I need to make some fig sauce with them.” Decima just nodded, keeping her head down while she cut the figs up into smaller pieces.

A puff of flour filled the air around Julie as she carefully kneaded the dough. She glanced over to note the smile that was starting around the young woman’s lips.

“Has Jovian been filling your head with words of love?”

Decima looked up at her startled. Julie waiting a moment before continuing making the bread. She knew that if she waited the girl would tell her. Sure enough, in a minute or two the young woman answered.

“He says that he loves me.”

“And…?”

“And…I think that he means it.”

“And…?”

“And… I’m torn.”

“Then I suggest that the two of you talk. And I mean really talk to each other. Not talking while the two of you use your hands.”

A smile flitted across her lips.

“That’s what I thought.” She carefully pushed the two round loaves into the wooden round bowls and sat them over to the side so that they could rest before she placed them on the board and slid them in the oven. Bits of flour clung to her fingers as she rested them on her hips.

“Look, I think that Jovian is a fine and honorable young man. And I think that you can trust him. But don’t you let him talk you into anything that you are not comfortable in doing.”

Decima nodded before she began to prepare the fig sauce. Julie meanwhile was silent as she found her thoughts turning to other things. And people.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn's smile was even broader as he made his way back home to the bills and Aemilia, he now had Caesar's permission to start his fighting school, he now had a purpose to his life apart from Aemilia he had no interest in just laying around doing nothing, and hopefully he had piqued Caesar's interest enough for him to find Lucia and Naomi and be taken enough with her to purchase her from Lucia and take her away from Lucia and whatever punishment Lucia had decided to give her. True enough Caesar was not the most considerate of lovers and was coarse in his treatment of the women who graced his bed but Quinn thought that Naomi would be much better off with Caesar, and it would cause Lucia a great deal of anger not to mention a great deal of money as Caesar was not known for his generosity when buying something he wanted.

He found her sitting alone in her room doing nothing in particular, bursting with happiness, and with a big smile he offered his hand to her,

"Come with me to my quarters, I have good news for you. Don't bother to dress up for me I intend to talk first then perhaps we can,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, you know" he leered lovingly at her,

In his room, he sat beside her and spoke excitedly about getting permission from Caesar then he told her how he had taken some sort of revenge on Lucia by telling Caesar about Naomi.

"I think Caesar will treat her well, she is accustomed to being used carelessly but she will ensure that Caesar gets all that she has to offer, she showed me something that I hope you will try for me."

In his excitement, he forgot that she might resent him asking her to do something that he had learned from another, having told Aemilia all his news he moved close and slipped the shoulder of her tunic down and playfully licked her bare shoulder and cupped a breast through the thin linen of her toga before he lay back and pulled Aemilia on top of him,

"Sit up and pull your toga off over your head," his voice was eager as she did as he bid when the toga was over her head her arms were up and her breasts fell down and were pushed forward, bouncing before they came to rest,

"Perfect," he exclaimed as if seeing them for the first time, he handled them gently, lifting each one in turn and kissing and sucking the undersides of the soft pillows. Then he instructed her to do what Naomi had done, sliding her wet slit along the length of his manhood and changing the angle so her clit received stimulation as well.

"Does it give you pleasure my love? You are not angry or jealous that I remembered it?"

It was then that he lifted her up and lowered her down until she was fully impaled on his rod,

"Is your snake asleep or would you prefer mine to spit its juice into your love hole."

 

[Opensesame54321]

The afternoon slowly drifted by. It was funny - any time that she was not with Quinn, the day seemed to drag on. But she knew that with him attempting to start training men, his days would not be spent with just her. She must learn to share her Master.

But this would be better for him. The man was use to hard work, with training and fighting and such. He was an active person and laying around having sex all day, while nice for her, would not be good for him. Soon he would have trouble staying fit and he needed to be well rounded with his life.

She was in her room, looking out the window. There were birds in the tree outside and their songs were pretty. Her mind was wandering and she didn’t hear Quinn push aside the curtain and enter. She turned and noticed the smile on his face. He reached his hand out to her.

"Come with me to my quarters, I have good news for you. Don't bother to dress up for me I intend to talk first then perhaps we can,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, you know"

Oh, yes, she knew.

He led her to his room, his confidence high. Once in his room, they sat on his bed while he told her of his meeting with Caesar and how the Emperor had been impressed with his idea. Then he told her about how he had told Caesar about Naomi, hoping that the Emperor would discover the exotic woman and purchase her from Lucia. Of course, he did not come right out and mention Lucia, but the man was not stupid. Otherwise he would not be Emperor.

"I think Caesar will treat her well, she is accustomed to being used carelessly but she will ensure that Caesar gets all that she has to offer, she showed me something that I hope you will try for me."

She felt her stomach clench. She understood that he was like a child discovering sweets in a box. But no woman wants to live in the shadow of another woman.

But she didn’t say anything because she knew that he did not realize that a woman wants to be the only one. Whether she is or not. As a servus sexus, she would never be the only one for him. After all, she was just a slave.

Quinn moved even closer to her and began to slip the top of her tunic off her shoulders. His hand cupped one of her breast through the fabric, giving a light little tug on her nipple. He licked her bare shoulder and grinned at her before he removed his toga and laid back on his bed, taking her with him so that she was on top of him.

"Sit up and pull your toga off over your head,"

She did as instructed, lifting her arms over her head. She could feel her breast bounce before his eyes and before she was completely undressed she felt his hands catch her breast, his large hands completely covering them as he gently massaged them. She loved the feeling of his hands on her body.

"Perfect,"

He kissed and sucked on their undersides treating them like jewels. He then told her of what Naomi had done. None of it was really new - they were all taught the same tricks but each servus sexus had her own preferences when it came to sex. Still, he wanted her to try it and so she did so. It pleased him and that was what she wanted to do.

"Does it give you pleasure my love? You are not angry or jealous that I remembered it?"

“Yes, it does give pleasure. Does it feel good for you?” He gave a moan before wrapping his hands around her waist and lifted her up with ease. She rested her hands on his forearms to steady herself while he carefully slid her down on his manhood, his member pushing its way up in her sex. Once more he filled her, tight and yet somehow fitting perfectly. It was as if her body were made just for him. She threw her head back and groaned, loving the feel. It felt as if the tip of his penis was nestled against the entrance to her womb.

"Is your snake asleep or would you prefer mine to spit its juice into your love hole”

“I’m always awake for you. But if you wish to fill me with your seed, I would love it. Please fill me with your potent seed.”

She began to slowly move while his hands rested on her hips. Her hands were splayed out on his abdomen while the bright red hair guarding her sex tickled his blondish hair that lay at the base of his manhood. She could feel his heartbeat running through the member as it slid in and out of her. Her breast bounced in time to her movements.

She bent over and kissed him, and he returned the kiss. Their tongues danced together, teasing and inflaming each other. She could feel her hardened nipples pressing against his body.

 

[cumnchat]

With Aemilia impaled on his rigid sword Quinn detected a slight change in her attitude, she had followed the instructions to the letter that he had given her giving him the greatest of pleasure but she had seemed somehow resentful that he had asked her to perform an act that Naomi had shown him, now she was in her usual position and undulating her sex around his shaft she seemed more at ease and definitely eager to please him, He fitted like a glove inside her even though she was stretched a little it felt so good and he held her tight to him and pumped his hips up into her and clasped the perfect round globes of her buttocks, his fingers opening up the cleft and letting him gently rub the puckered hole of her anus, not attempting to enter just letting her know he was there and interested once he had filled her sex with his seed

"If you wish to fill me with your seed, I would love it. Please fill me with your potent seed.”

'POTENT SEED?' is that what she really wanted? His manhood stiffened even more and his pumping thrusts became more urgent as if it was of the greatest urgency that he impregnate her.

Armilia responded in kind slamming her hips down on his upward thrusts driving his thick meaty sword toward the entrance to her womb so that when he gave her his seed it would be more likely that it could be mission accomplished, They made love, they fucked for hours resting for a while every now and then but always returning to the joining of their bodies in coital bliss.

For the time being there was only Aemilia and himself, work starting on his fighting school could wait until tomorrow

 

[Opensesame54321]

For the rest of the afternoon and into the evening, Quinn made love to her, his meaty manhood repeatedly filling her womb with his seed. At one point he had her laying on her back, having just filled her womb once again with his seed. He kissed her gently, a lover’s kiss. Gently he ran his hand over her breast, kissing each nipple before letting his palm rest on her abdomen. His manhood returned to rest size and slipped from her sex.

She smiled at him as her hand rested on his cheek.

“Are you hoping that perhaps this afternoon you are leaving a baby within my womb?” He laid back, stretching out and pulling her against him. “I pray that your seed has found fertile space within my womb. Though it will be at least a month before we will know. At least for the first month, my body will keep its secrets.” She reached down and let her small hand find his member. It was wet and slick, coated with the mix of his seed and her cream. She looked at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

“But at least until then we can enjoy ourselves trying. Right?”

And with those words she worked her way down until she was facing his manhood. For the next period of time she cleaned his penis, her mouth and teeth and tongue licking and taking care of his member and his heavy sac. It was amazing but all that attention seemed to excite him again and soon he had he on her back with her legs resting on his shoulders while he pumped hard and steady into her before depositing yet another load of his seed.

The sun was setting and night was creeping up when they took a rest. Quinn told her to stay in bed and he kept her modesty by covering her nude body with the bed covers. Making sure that his genitalia was also covered, he called out to Julie. Quinn’s voice was loud and deep and he could easily be heard throughout the villa.

Julie came running, knocking first at the door to his chambers. The woman had learned her lesson before, and she did not enter until he gave her permission.

Soon the slave was entering with trays loaded with food. After they were once again alone, the two of them threw off the bedding and sat nude while they fed each other. At one point he “accidentally” dribbled olive oil on her breast and quickly licked the whole breast off as he didn’t want to overlook any oil.

The food was just what they needed to supply them with the energy to fuck some more before exhaustion overtook them and they fell asleep, their naked bodies intertwined and the room smelling of sex as they slept through the night.

——

Decima took a deep breath. She could see Jovian waiting for her at the end of the hall. His smile was contagious, and yet it made her nervous. She somehow knew just what he was expecting. So he might be surprised and a bit disappointed when she actually did confront him.

His arms went automatically around her as he kissed her. She kissed him back but at the same time she pulled back a bit. Jovian stopped and looked surprised.

“What is the matter?” He looked puzzled and a bit hurt.

Decima led him outside to the garden, heading straight for the secluded alcove where they had often sat. Jovian didn’t balk but she knew that this was not what he had expected.

“Jovian, I know that this is not what you had thought would happen.” He just nodded and waited for her to finish.

“But I have to tell you that I am not someone looking for a night of sex in someone’s room. I don’t want to be someone for you to use before looking for another woman to supply you with a sexual outlet.”

Jovian was quiet for a moment before he spoke. “I don’t think of you that way. Oh, maybe at first I did. Like that night after the orgy….” He paused for a moment. “I am sorry. It was then that I realized that you were worried about me.”

Decima nodded and touched his hand. “Yes, but I need to make things clear. I know that as slaves we have no rights, including the right to marry. And I understand that should I become with child, the child would technically not be ours but would belong to Master Quinn. But I don’t think that he would sell our child unless absolutely necessary. So I know that I would not be your spouse. But, there is…”

“…there is the ability to pledge to each other. I suspected that this would be what you wanted.” Jovian interrupted Decima and he waited to see if she would interrupt him. She remained silent.

“Decima, I knew from the moment that I saw you that I loved you. With your brown hair and soft brown eyes, I saw you as a woman that I could give my heart too. Pledging? Will you give me a day or two to think? It is a big step between us.”

“Of course.” Decima was silent for a moment and she feared that perhaps she had already lost him. Time would tell.

Decima stood and kissed Jovian before she left him sitting out in the garden as she returned to her room. Alone.

——

When Aemilia awoke in the morning, Quinn was gone from his bed and she assumed that he was off to start his training school. She stretched and looked at the sun shining through the window. Throwing off the covers she rose, hunting around his room for her tunic. She finally found it in a corner where it had been thrown. Shaking it out she slipped on the garment before pulling back the curtain.

All around were various slaves, bustling back and forth doing their jobs. They all spoke to her, polite but busy. She headed straight for her room, removing her toga and doing a quick wash up. She did not know if Quinn would want to clean himself in the bathhouse but if so, he would hopefully want her to bathe with him.

For a minute she stood in the middle of her room, placing her splayed hand on her abdomen. It would be wonderful if she were pregnant, but it was too soon to know if it were possible. She remembered her mother carrying her younger brothers, her belly growing large. But then she remembered them being sold. She wondered if they were even alive today.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn woke early with Aemilia beside him, her breasts pressed up close to him and her tiny fingers clasping his manhood, her body warm and smelling of sex that had dried on her body and between her legs. He smiled to himself as he cast his mind back to the previous afternoon and late into the night. They had turned their lovemaking into a marathon session of sex and more sex, his shaft grew as he remembered and twitched in her hand. He was excited at the prospect of the day ahead, now he had Caesar's permission he could start building the various pieces of training equipment he would need for the gladiator school.

He had already received the timber he needed, cut to size, just needing to be assembled and he would be ready. Somewhat reluctantly he let Aemilia sleep on instead of waking her for a morning romp, instead, he kissed her forehead and on his way to the school site he called in to see Julie and told her to give Aemilia a message,

"When you see Aemilia tell her that I am at the gladiator school and if she wishes to watch it being built she is most welcome, oh yes, and ask her to bring a large basket of fruit and an amphora of wine for the slaves assisting me."

He hoped that by the time Aemilia came to watch they would be almost finished.

With the promise of a day off from their duties if they finished in a day the slaves soon got busy, with Quinn helping with the heaviest pieces of timber, his size and strength a great advantage although he found it hard going after a couple of hours and he realized that he had allowed himself to grow soft, the only use for his stamina at the moment was when he was with Aemilia.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.

 

[Opensesame54321]

Julie found her at almost noon and gave her The Master’s message.

“I’ve managed to find two slaves to go with you. They can carry the food and the amphora of wine. And I’ve given Aesop instructions on where to go.”

Aemilia nodded and went to dress appropriately. She had to be sure that nothing that she wore was too lascivious or was above her station as a slave. Back in the culina she found the two slaves Julie had found to accompany her. Aesop would be carrying the amphora of wine and Ennius carried a basket of fruit and clay cups that the wine could be drunk from. Aemilia herself also carried some clay cups.

In the noonday sun the three set out. Ennius led the way with Aemilia next and Aesop bringing up the rear. Their sandals made scuffing sounds on the cobblestone streets as the three walked. The further they went from the villa, the more crowded it became.

It was exciting to Aemilia. All around her she could hear various tongues spoken - Greek, Etruscan, plus others that were totally new to her. She saw all walks of life - slave and free citizen, and even some prisoners, their chains heavy and making a loud clanging sound.

Suddenly, Ennius abruptly stopped and she gently bumped into his back. Aesop had apparently been paying more attention than her and stopped before running into her.

“And just what have we here?” The tone was mocking and Aemilia did not like what she heard. “Look, men, here are a couple of slaves that bring us libations.” Aemilia had heard that such things occasionally happened but she had not expected it to happen to her, especially when escorted by Aesop and Ennius.

One of the men suddenly noticed Aemilia and leaned in to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. He smelled of piss and drink. “And they brought us a lovely little thing to fuck.” He tried to pull her out away from the slaves but she resisted. Aesop put the amphora down and placed a hand on the man to stop him. “That would not be wise.”

The man turned around and struck Aesop, knocking the slave to the cobblestone. When he looked up, there was a cut on his cheek and blood trickled from the corner of his lip.

“You must be a stupid slave to lay a hand on a free citizen!” The drunk man swayed a bit as he yelled down at Aesop. “I could have you put to death!” The other men just laughed.

Aemilia felt a hand reach out and squeeze her right breast. She pushed it away.

Ennius spoke up. “Please leave us alone. We are delivering food and drink to our master and he will not be happy with you delaying us or interfering with his property.”

One of the men laughed and gave Ennius a shove. Meanwhile another drunken man pulled Aemilia’s head back, his fingers gripping her red hair, and kissed her hard. The taste was foul and she bit the man’s lip. He yowled and pulled back. “A regular tiger. A good fuck will show her just who’s boss.” Another hand ran up her leg and pet the subligaculum that she wore.

“And just who is your master? Some doddering old senator?” All the men just laughed.

“Our Master is The Mighty Quinn.”

“The mighty Quinn?” Their raucous laughter seemed to fill the air. “Quinn? Quinn? What a name. Just who is he?”

Aesop had risen to his feet and pointed off behind the men. “If you will look behind you, you will see that he approaches.”

All of their laughter abruptly stopped when the turned to see Quinn plowing his way through the crowds to reach them. The look on his face was thunderous and suddenly the men could see wisdom in immediately leaving before the huge man reached them.

A few of the men did indeed run, slipping into the crowds. Others of them fell or ran into each other. Aesop managed to trip the fellow that had hit him. A couple of the men just cowered, hoping that Quinn would not notice them. The man holding onto her arm forgot to let go until Aemilia put all her weight on the heel of her sandal and ground it into the man’s toe.

 

[cumnchat]

The work on the gladiator equipment went much better than expected and they thought that it would all be done in a couple of hours so Quinn called a halt for the men to rest before they put in one final effort, he was sweating hard so he stripped off his top so he was bare-chested, his muscular body shiny with sweat. Looking around he could see in the distance Aemilia's unmistakeable red hair. He went to meet her but as he got closer he saw her being manhandled by some youthful free man with several others shouting encouragement,

"GO ON PLUVIUS STRIP HER, WE CAN ALL SEE HER TITS AND TIGHT SLAVE CUNT."

The man calling out seized Aemilia's hair and forced her head back to tongue fuck her mouth but Aemilia was having none of it and bit his lip, He howled in pain and anger and screamed,

"A regular tiger. A good fuck will show her just who’s boss.”

Another hand ran up her leg and petted the thin cloth that she wore to protect her vagina and modesty.

Quinn was too far away to hear the next exchange but there was an outburst of derisive laughter from the gang of free
men that had grown to eight. Suddenly they became aware of him as he charged toward them, he was a fearsome sight, bare-chested with his hair flying out behind him and his teeth looking to tear flesh from their bones.

Pandemonium erupted as the youths began to flee but only got in each other's way, one was tripped by Aesop while Aemilia took her revenge on her molester, she lifted her foot and stamped down on his foot, and ground her heel down harder. Seeing this Quinn grinned at her,

"You don't really need any help, do you? But I need a scrap like this."

The scrap was soon over with the majority of the youths skulking away and two others being held captive by the crowd.

"It's about time you learned how to fight so I'll give you this one chance, come to my gladiator school and spend the next two hours learning the rudimentary of fighting, first without weapons then if I deem you responsible enough, with various weapons."

Quinn turned to Aemilia, "Are you alright, where did you learn that stamping on a man's foot hurts? But stamping on his groin hurts even more"

The small procession made its way to the school and they had lunch before finishing what needed to be done. Quinn took the opportunity to take Aemilia away from the others and hug her and kiss her.

"Stay until I am ready to leave I can't have that happening again."

 

[Opensesame54321]

Aemilia was so glad to see Quinn suddenly appear, scaring the ruffians that we’re trying to molest her and harm Aesop and Ennius. But the two slaves were doing their best to protect her and avoid damage to their Master’s property. They were somewhat hindered as since they were slaves, it was really against the laws for a slave to hit a free citizen. Still, Aesop did what he could.

Meanwhile, Quinn burst into the crowd and managed with very little effort to subdue the young men that had not run off in fear and panic. He actually seemed to relish the chance to fight and soon he had the entire incident under control. Aemilia was very glad to see him, feeling so safe and protected in his presence And very valuable to her Master.

The young men that had caused the problem had been quite drunk on beer and wine and probably had not really been that much of a fight for Quinn. After all, he had been a gladiator, forced to fight for his very life in the Colosseum. So several drunk young men were really not a challenge.

Seeing a chance to garner interest in his gladiator school, Quinn encouraged those free men in the crowd to follow him back to spend several hours to his arena where they could have a sample of what classes would entail should they decide to train with Quinn.

As they traveled to his new arena, Quinn had her walk with him. He was proud of how she had fought back. She was just happy that her heel had managed to successfully crush the man’s toes. Apparently her Master had noticed it and was congratulating her on it.

Once they reached the new arena, Aemilia could see that it was on the edge of the area of the city where Quinn’s villa was situated. There was a clearing of land with small rocks and dirt cleared with a fortification of wooden posts around the area. She could see that the men had been busy.

While the citizens were busy looking over the place, Quinn and the slaves that had been working all morning sat down. Aemilia and Aesop and Ennius went around and made sure that they all had food and wine. The men were very grateful.

When he had a chance, Quinn escorted her away from the others, finding a clump of shrubs so that they could be alone for a few minutes. He quickly took her in his arms, holding her with one arm while his large hand cradled her head. He tilted her head up to him and kissed her hard. It left her breathless.

"Stay until I am ready to leave I can't have that happening again.”

She nodded and walked back with him out into the area where the others were. Once the men had been fed and slaked their thirst, Aemilia checked on Aesop’s injuries. The man had a swollen lip and his cheek was sore but he assured her that he would be alright. She then found a shaded area and sat to watch while Aesop and Ennius headed back to the villa. All of the food and drink had been consumed so their load was much lighter on the return trip home.

Several hours later, the sun was heading for the horizon and Quinn was hot and sweaty, and ready to head back to the villa. The slaves walked several paces behind them. Quinn led the way with Aemilia close behind him. She noticed that the people easily parted for her Master, and it made her proud. It would be good for her to bathe her Master in the bathhouse once they got home.

She also hoped that he would have a bit of energy left over for some sex in the water. Or in his chambers. Or maybe both?

 

[cumnchat]

To Quinn's surprise, he found that around twenty free men had accepted his invitation to take a look at his gladiator school, the very first of its kind for free men in Rome.

"The first thing you need to be able to fight effectively Is to be agile and able to foresee your opponent's next move that is what this is for, He pointed to a piece of equipment on a turntable and a central pillar with lengths of wood sticking out at differing heights and angles.

He grinned at them and joked "This is the friendliest of the trainers but it can still hurt, if you don't jump or duck quick enough it will bite you, let me demonstrate."

He stepped onto the turn table and signaled to one of his helpers to start the central pillar spinning. Immediately he began jumping and ducking to avoid the thick wooden arms that came at him, after several revolutions he called out

"FASTER!"

As the speed increased Quinn had to move quickly and his face was a mask of concentration as he avoided the threatening arms, jumping and ducking, it almost seemed as though he was dancing.. After just a couple of minutes, he dismounted and asked with a friendly smile,

"Anyone else wants to try their luck? I must warn you if you join my school you will spend a lot of time on that machine. I will leave you in the very capable hands of Hector, he was a trainer of real gladiators until injury forced him to stop but he can still put you through your paces and give me weekly reports on your progress. Obviously, this all costs money so I ask for a joining fee of 500 sesterces and 20 sesterces for each lesson you attend. For those who do not know me my name is Quinn, by the grace of Caesar he wishes me to be known as Mighty Quinn, I will leave it to the individual how he addresses me"

Having made his speech he gathered Aemilia, Aesop, and Ennius to him and made their way home, on the way he informed Aemilia with a roguish twinkle in his eye,

"Don't think you can go skulking in your room to avoid washing your extremely dirty master, straight to the bathhouse."

 

[Opensesame54321]

"Don't think you can go skulking in your room to avoid washing your extremely dirty master, straight to the bathhouse.”

“Yes, Master. Whatever you wish.”

Aemilia lowered her eyes and bowed her head, showing the proper respect due Quinn in public. But she was sure that he knew that she looked forward to the rest of the evening and all that would happen.

When they reached the villa she could see Gaius preparing the lamps for evening. Ennius rushed to help, for that was his job but Gaius had stepped in. It was nice to be back home.

Home. Yes, she might be just a slave but this was her home. She could hear Julie worrying over Aesop’s injuries while he regaled her with a full account of the incident, including his tripping of one of the attackers. And the number of the drunken men managed to increase in number, with The Master slinging bodies in every direction. It sounded like a melee.

Quinn could hear the commotion in the culina and merely shook his head. But Aemilia detected a smile on his lips. He had her inform Julie to leave trays of food and a pitcher of wine in his chambers and that he and Aemilia would dine later.

Meanwhile, Quinn walked straight to the bathhouse and waited for her. When she entered, he stood looking at her with that gleam in his eyes. She rushed over to him and began to undress her Master.

Kneeling before him, she unfastened his sandals before undressing the rest of him. She could see that Quinn was as excited as she was. No words were spoken between them in the bathhouse and yet they both knew what they wanted.

Quickly she removed her toga and subligaculum, and took his hand to lead him into the water just like the first time that she had bathed him. They walked out into the water.

Suddenly he stopped her and turned her around to face him. She stood there, face to face with him and once more she found herself breathlessly in love with him. She smiled up at him.

Aemilia finally broke the silence.

“What is it that you desire, Master?”

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn gave Aemilia her instructions of what she should do when they returned to the villa without saying exactly what those duties would entail but he knew Aemilia understood well enough that he wanted her naked and she should give him pleasure, he also knew by the coy way she lowered her eyes and bowed her head that she was showing the other slaves she had respect for him and obeyed his orders without hesitation, and that she was as eager as he was to obey those instructions.

At the villa everyone went to perform their regular duties but not before Aesop and Ennius had regaled the females of the household with their version of the altercation with the gang of youths and their heroic efforts to protect Aemilia, the number of the gang somehow increasing from five to ten or more. Quinn heard them exaggerating their parts in the melee but he merely smiled, he understood that it was mere bravado and human nature and would impress the younger females that had caught their eye.

He waited patiently for no more than a minute in the bathhouse before Aemilia appeared, He watched with a gleam in his eye as she knelt to unfasten his sandals, from her position kneeling before him his excitement was obvious and Aemilia looked up and smiled back in appreciation of his desire for her. Quickly she undressed him and then disrobed herself and took his hand to lead him into the warm waters of the bath. When he stopped and turned her round to face him she smiled expectantly as he stood just looking at her, drinking in her beautiful body but with a wolfish look in his eyes, Aemilia broke the silence and asked, presumably already knowing the answer,

“What is it that you desire, Master?”

His reply was simple and crystal clear,

“YOU”

He suddenly reached out and pinched her swollen nipples and pulled her to him before lifting her up for her to wrap her legs around his waist. He carried her over to the pool edge and sat her down and pushed her knees apart opening her sex for him.



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Three days, that’s what Lucia had said was the length of time that that she was to be Brutus’s plaything, surely three days had passed, but it was impossible to tell, her life since she had been given to Brutus had been an endless series of having her anus raped and her mouth forced to taste the seed of several different men, how many she had no idea except that it was more than four ,,,, or was five? Naomi shook her head trying to clear the fog from her head. The one thing she was thankful for was that they had not used her sex except to wet their fingers inside her and that was only because her body had been stimulated beyond her control and her juices flowed at the slightest touch on or near her sensitive areas. She cowered, whimpering, on the filthy straw palliase that served as a bed and waited for the next assault on her body. Instead, she heard a woman’s voice arguing with Brutus, she strained her ears to listen to what was being said,

BRUTUS
“She belongs to Mistress Lucia, you cannot come here and take her as though she is yours.”

LILLIAN
“So you would disobey the orders of the Emperor? You should know that by divine right ALL slaves belong to the Emperor so give her up now or some legionnaires will be taking you away, possibly to the Colosseum arena.”

There was silence and Naomi felt herself being cradled in the arms of a beautiful woman some years older than her, The woman held a cup of water to her lips and let her drink a little at a time.

Lillian told her as much as she need to know for now,

“What have they done to you my poor dear? It’s all over now but what happens to you in the next two days depends on you and you alone.”

The next thing she knew she was carefully lifted onto a makeshift stretcher and placed in the back of a cart and taken to the Emperor’s Palace and straight to a bathhouse where she was washed and oiled, her wounds treated, and dressed in a revealing outfit

 

[Opensesame54321]

“YOU”

That was all he really needed to say. With sure hands his fingertips found her nipples, aching with desire for him. He pinched them and used them as handles as he pulled her to him. Once their bodies touched, his large hands reached down to lift her up by cradling her buttocks. Aemilia needed no urging. With her arms around his neck, she wrapped her legs around his waist and buried her face into his neck. Her senses were filled with the smell of him - sweat and maleness and desire. She wanted him!

Then he was placing her at the pool’s edge, the water lapping against her feet and ankles. His hands pushed her knees apart, revealing what he sought and the treasure that she held for him. The smile that he gave her was all she needed.

She gasped as his manhood entered her, filling her so completely. As he began to thrust, as if a man possessed, she found her hips moving to meet his. The water sloshed all around them, splashing and wetting the entire area.

Just how long they made love she was not sure but she did not want it to stop. When finally they both came, it was with a cry as she felt his seed repeatedly fill her womb. He collapsed on top of her, his face buried in her neck while his breath puffed hard on her skin as she remained clutching him tightly.

He finally stirred and kissed her, his tongue plundering her mouth. She kissed him back, just as hungry for him as he was for her.

He finally lifted up, looking down at her in a way that told her that tonight would be a passionate night. Once he stood he again picked her up, kissing her hard.

Finally they did find the time for her to do one of her jobs. With all the care possible, she thoroughly cleaned him. They both enjoyed it and knew that there was more to look forward to when they returned to his chambers.

Out of the water they took turns oiling each other and using the strigil to dry each other off. Clean garments were always kept on one of the benches there and soon they were walking through the halls towards his chambers.

Upon entry into the room the aromas of the food reminded Aemilia and Quinn of just how hungry they were. Julie had worked hard to assure that they should be able to fuel any plans that they might have for the evening.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn's entrance into his lover's treasure was akin to a grand entrance with trumpets blaring and drums beating in his head, The pathway to her very centre was wet and slippery with her scented honey and moved all around his manhood stroking and coating it in her sticky lubrication. Aemilia knew just when to clasp his thrusting rod, stimulating him to keep thrusting deeper, giving them both immense pleasure and anticipation of reaching their climax together.

Time after time, for hour after hour they were together, whispering words of love to each other, changing from making love to raw unadulterated fucking, until they were both worn out and sweating profusely. Quinn grinned wryly as the last of his creamy seed dribbled onto Aemilia’s damp fiery bush and said.

I think we are both fucked and need to be cleaned.”

They took their time washing each other neither unable to resist paying particular attention to sensitive areas, oiling and scraping with the strigil also took some time, being interrupted by bouts of caressing and kissing. Dusk was approaching when they finally dressed and walked hand in hand to Quinn’s quarters where they found food and wine waiting for them thanks to Julie taking it upon herself to guess that Aemilia would be staying the night.

“Tomorrow my love I must seek another audience with the Emperor and see if he has found Naomi, I do hope he does for I am sure that given the chance she will soon become a firm favourite in the Emperor’s bed.

 

[Opensesame54321]

“Tomorrow my love I must seek another audience with the Emperor and see if he has found Naomi, I do hope he does for I am sure that given the chance she will soon become a firm favourite in the Emperor’s bed.”

She was torn. Crossing Lucia scared her. And if the woman knew that it was Quinn that caused her to lose her servus sexus, that is IF Caesar had taken Naomi from Lucia, then she would do whatever she could to get even.

She wanted to caution her Master. But, it was not her place say so. She was merely a slave, with technically no power, other than the power of love. And Quinn was a physically powerful man with a strong sense of moral right. There must have been something about Naomi that he found worth aiding. She worked hard to try to remember more about the woman. But to tell the truth, the entire time that she was in the imperatoris sexus stabulis she was busy trying to do her best and not wind up as a sex slave to the whole garrison.

“Please take care, my love. And remember, Troilus is one of Caesar’s staff.” She hesitated. “I’m not trying to tell you what to do. I would never do that. I am only a slave.” She paused again before she spoke softer. “But a slave that loves you. And…” she looked down. “Just be careful.”

She leaned in to him, feeling his hands slide the tunic off her shoulder. Meanwhile her hands worked to reveal his skin to her. She was hungry but her desire for him was more than the rumble in her stomach.

————-

The precious glass vase flew through the air, barely missing Brutus’ head. It shattered against the wall behind him.

“HOW COULD YOU LET HER BE TAKEN AWAY! SHE BELONGS TO ME!” Lucia’s high shrieking made the man’s ears hurt and he felt a sliver of glass cut the back of his arm. He had been afraid of what would happen when Mistress Lucia discovered what had happened to Naomi.

“I had no choice. It was the Emperor that took her. I was informed that he wanted her.”

Lucia was livid. She had enjoyed the punishment that was being inflicted upon the servus sexus. Several times she had watched as Brutus or one of her other staff had enjoyed the woman. She had been told that should she ever need to punish the slave, anal sex would be the most horrible punishment that she could have inflicted upon the woman. At least, that was the information given to her by the lanista sexus. And she had thought that by the time that her men had finished enjoying the slave’s mouth and anus, that the servus sexus would never disobey her again.

“GET OUT! Before I have you beaten to death.” The man did not need any urging but quickly left the room. Lucia paced back and forth, her face screwed up in anger. Just how had Caesar learned of Naomi? What would make him desire to own…

She paused in mid-stride. Quinn. It had to be Quinn. She stood there, her mind racing. Slowly a plan formulated in her brain. The man was like a lovesick child over that servus sexus of his. That Aemilia! But, if she could just get rid of that thing, then she could move in and she was sure that he would naturally turn to her.

Slowly the snarl turned to a smile.

“BRUTUS! BRUTUS! COME HERE THIS INSTANCE!”

The slave came running. And he was very pale, afraid that his Mistress had decided to punish him anyway.

“Call my litter bearers. I need to make a visit to my dear friend Troilus.” Brutus ran off to do her bidding while Lucia had her personal slave dress her in her stola and drape her palla over her head and around her shoulders. Once she was appropriately attired, she headed out to sit in her litter. She gave the address to them and sat back to formulate her plan. If she was successful, Troilus would get who he wanted and she would have Quinn all for herself.

The smile that played on her lips was a bit frightening.

 

[cumnchat]

Quinn told Aemilai of his plans to visit Caesar again and find out if he had taken Naomi away from Lucia, she seemed a little disturbed at that and worried that Lucia would seek revenge on him if she believed, rightfully, that Quinn was responsible.

"Please take care, my love. And remember, Troilus is one of Caesar’s staff. ,,,,,,, I’m not trying to tell you what to do. I would never do that. I am only a slave.” She spoke softer., more in a whisper, “But a slave that loves you. And just be careful.”

They were both hungry but the proximity of Aemilia's soft body and the way she traced her fingertips over his skin helped his decision to leave the food until later, so he slid her toga off her shoulder and kissed her from the neck downwards moving the toga out of the way until he was able to take a good portion of a soft firm breast into his mouth and lay her down with his hand creeping remorselessly along her pale thigh until he found the wetness of her sex.

"I can handle Lucia, she no longer has the hold over me that she had before, I swear that I will never betray your love again."

He emphasized his statement as he rolled on top of her and used his knees to open her legs and plunge his thickness deep inside her with her wet sex squelching noisily, displacing the sweet honey that had collected inside her, causing them both to chuckle and giggle at the unfamiliar sound.

 

[Opensesame54321]

The baring of her shoulders was merely the preliminaries for the rest of the evening. He continued to expose her body until eventually her toga was in a puddle around her feet. The entire time his lips were tasting her soft skin - kissing her neck, licking her collarbone, nipping her nipples that puckered at just how well he played with her body. He opened his mouth wide and fit it over a large portion of one whole breast, using tongue and teeth and suction to excite her.

Her trust was totally with him as he laid her back on his bed before he quickly pulled his garment over his head and pitched it in a corner. Once more he propped himself up on his side beside her, once again licking and sucking her body. She was aware of her senses on overload, his hand sliding from her knees up towards her sex, slipping his fingers into her wetness.

"I can handle Lucia, she no longer has the hold over me that she had before, I swear that I will never betray your love again."

He was her Master and with a certainty that showed that he was in charge, he rolled over on top of her and, using just his knees, spread her legs so that his way to her treasure was open. She willingly complied and felt him slide his manhood deep into her sex. Her back arched as she gasped, feeling his member completely fill her and his sac bump against her butt. Her sex was wet with plenty of her cream and as he began to pump in and out of her, there was a loud, wet squelching noise telling him that she needed him just as much as he needed her.

For some time they made love, with Quinn alternating between a slow, gentle thrusting while they kissed and nibbled on each sensitive body part and then hard, fast pumping. The air was filled with moans and groans and shouts of pure excitement and exhalation from both of them as he several times filled her womb to overflowing with his seed.

Finally hunger overwhelmed them and they reclined on his bed taking turns feeding each other meat and fresh fruits and olives and bread dipped in oils, plus nuts and sweat meats. They giggled and laughed, taking time to kiss and cuddle and kiss again and filled their cups with wine from the jug.

Soon they both seemed to have full bellies and the actions of the days having finally caught up with them. With several more kisses they were wrapped up in each other, with him holding her in his arms. Soon she was drifting off to sleep, with Quinn’s deep snore lulling her. She felt safe and loved there.

 

[cumnchat]

Naomi looked at herself in the mirror held for her by the friendly woman she knew as Lillian, she had taken care and tended to Naomi's bruises and rubbed soothing ointments into her rectum, sometimes she had gasped with the pain but soon the various ointments did their work and she felt much better. Lillian fussed over her and exclaimed

"That attire will never do, Caesar likes his women to look bedworthy and full of surprises, with the right clothes I suspect that you can surprise Caesar."

She rummaged around among the myriad of exotic-looking dresses that hung in rows and picked one out and told Naomi to try it on. When Naomi had changed she showed Lillian how she looked.

Lillian gave a little jump, clapped her hands delightedly, and exclaimed excitedly,

"Perfect I could have you in my bed in a trice," She calmed down when she realized what she had said and muttered softly,

"I'm sorry I didn't mean,,,, I just assumed, but now you know, if you need a woman anytime come to me, By the by, I like men also, I had the best one ever just a few days ago, he is a regular visitor here and Caesar sometimes gifts his women to those he favors for an evening and sometimes for the whole night, if you have the opportunity take it, his name is The Mighty Quinn.

 

[Opensesame54321]

It was turning dark when her litter arrived at Troilus’ villa. This was not his villa in the city, where Troilus’ wife and two of his servus sexus resided along with a large household staff of slaves. Instead, this was the man’s more private residence much closer to the seaside. Here Troilus frequently retired to in an effort to get away from his wife or the pressures of Caesar and his demands. The villa was kept by a small staff of very loyal slaves and his favorite servus sexus.

Lucia was ushered in and informed that the master was busy at the moment but should soon be available. Lucia sat in the tablinum, somewhat impatient the longer that she waited. Soon she could hear the faint sound of a woman in the throes of passion. Tired of waiting, she stepped out in the hall and stood waiting to figure out which direction the sounds of sex were coming from.

The place seemed fairly deserted and she was thankful for that. The villa was a bit smaller than his place inside Roma and soon Lucia was outside the doorway. Noises of sex came from the other side.

She stepped into the room to such a wonderful sight. There was Troilus’ scrawny pale butt between the outstretched legs of his servus sexus, busily pumping his dick in and out of her sex. Lucia could tell that the woman was faking the entire thing. And rather poorly too, less she missed her guess. From the angle at which she stood, she could see his sac, small and nothing at all like Quinn, bouncing against the slave’s ass cheeks as Troilus began to speed up, leaving her to wonder just how the man had managed to ever get his wife and all of his servus sexus pregnant at one time or another.

With a grunt and loud groan he apparently let loose a volley of seed into the slave before collapsing between the slave’s legs.

“Such a moving performance, dear Troilus!” Lucia’s voice was wry and rather droll and Troilus quickly sat up on his knees, glancing over his shoulder. He frowned when he saw who it was, but made no move to cover himself. Lucia could see the man’s penis was already shrinking back down to size and as the slave had not even moved, Lucia noticed a little dribble of the milky seed dribbling out from her sex to run down her crack towards her anus.

With Troilus no longer fucking her, Lucia had a chance to get a better look at the slave. Not exactly pretty and yet not really ugly. Her body was well shaped. The servus sexus lay there running her hands over her well-shaped breast, pulling on her nipples while she watched Lucia through half-lidded eyes.

“What do you want, Lucia, that it could not wait until I returned to my villa in Roma? Or did my wife send you here?” He stood up and crossed to a table where there was wine in a glass pitcher, pouring himself a cup and downing it in a thrice. The servus sexus remained still, her legs still spread and her sex on display. Lucia could not help but lick her lips with desire. A small smile played across the slave’s lips.

Lucia slowly removed her palla off her head and threw it onto a bench. She was dreadfully overdressed, but that did not bother her. Troilus stood there, still naked and not in any hurry to dress as he poured himself another cup of vino. Like a cat playing with a bird, the self-assured woman crossed over to him and smiled, reaching out to wrap her hand around the still wet penis. With slow, measured strokes she began to slide her hand up and down the slick thing, slowly exciting him.

“I have a proposition for you. One where you get what you want and where I get what I want.” She gave a couple more pulls on his penis. “Or perhaps I should say you get who you want and I get who I want.”

Troilus reached out and slid his hand inside the top of Lucia’s stola, finding a hard nipple and giving it a tweak. Lucia’s smile broadened. Troilus raised an eyebrow in question.

“It will take some time to set it up. And you must have several men that you can trust to do the job when the time comes. In perhaps 2 weeks. Maybe 3.” She stood there unmoving while he reached up slid the stola off Lucia’s body. The garment went to the floor revealing Lucia’s naked glory. Lucia continued to stroke his penis and Troilus reached out and stuck two fingers up her sex. He could feel just how wet the woman was. The servus sexus lay watching the entire encounter.

Smiling, Lucia reached out and took the cup in Troilus’ other hand and tipped it to her lips, draining it. She handed the empty cup back to him. The whole time Troilus’ fingers pumped in and out of her sex, making squelching sounds. Lucia looked down and noted that his penis seemed to be ready for another go around.

“Let’s enjoy ourselves while we work out the plan. If we are successful…”

Lucia finished the sentence. “…then you will have Aemilia to fuck all you wish, and I can rush in and offer poor Quinn my solace. And my body.” She smiled at Troilus and he reached out to grab her hair and pull her head back hard. The kiss that he gave her was not tender, and Lucia kissed him back just as hard.

Taking hold of Troilus’ penis, Lucia turned and walked towards the bed, leading him by his member. She knew that she had him hooked. Lucia climbed on the bed and situated herself between the servus sexus’ splayed legs. The slave looked up at the free woman, her fingers still pinched and pulling on her own nipples.

“Such a pretty thing,” Lucia lied as she knelt down and proceeded to lick the slave’s sex, tasting the woman cream and Troilus’ seed. Lucia felt hands on her ass as he knelt between her legs and shoved his penis into her wet sex, pressing Lucia’s nose and tongue into the sopping hole. She felt Troilus jam his thumb in her anus as he began to pump hard.

 

[cumnchat]

Lillian's disclosure of her sexual proclivities came as no great surprise to Naomi, the woman had touched her more intimately than was needed when tending to her anus. Naomi had said nothing as the ointments did feel good. The deeper Lillian's fingers had delved into her rectum the better it felt, she wondered if she too had hidden feelings for a woman's touch. Still, the greatest surprise was the revelation that Quinn had slept with Lillian, Caesar's servus sexus, Naomi didn't know enough about the situation to comment. Hence, she kept it to herself that Quinn had also fucked her.

"Come, Naomi, it is time for you to meet your new master, when you enter you must prostrate yourself before him, you are not to look up until he grants you permission, if he likes you he will beckon you to sit beside him so that he can feel your body so you must divest yourself of your dress.,"

Naomi felt her hackles rise, she had never prostrated herself before a man in her life and did not intend to start now.

It was too late now as Lillian drew back the curtain for her to walk elegantly and gracefully towards her new master, but she paled as she saw who was sitting beside Caesar.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM,” Quinn hummed his pleasure as he woke to the feel of Aemilia’s small hand gently sliding up and down his early morning erection, slick and hard, slick with her tongue following her hand, tickling pleasantly as he looked sleepily down his body and saw Aemilia’s head bobbing up and down, he stretched out his arm and patted her silky red har and murmured,

“That is wonderful my love, but wonderful as it is I have a busy day ahead and will not have enough time to attend to our needs in the proper fashion but if you have nothing planned come with me to Caesar’s palace, I know you haven’t been there before it is so opulent with gold and jewel everywhere you look, if Caesar begins to suggest that you and he should……..” he left that unfinished.

“Well, we will make the excuse that your sprained ankle has not healed yet and still pains you.”

So it was agreed and to give credence to the ankle story they hired a two-man litter to take them to the palace. After a short wait, they were granted an audience with Caesar, whose eyes lit up when he saw Aemilia.

“Come, sit beside me, you that side Quinn, and you my little beauty,,, “ speaking to Aemilia, “,,,,sit this side close to me “

In her seated position, Aemilia was within easy reach of Caesar and he took advantage of it, he let his hand casually drop level with her bosom and cupped one breast in the palm of his hand, gently bouncing it up and down.

“I think I have that woman you suggested Quinn, I haven’t seen her yet, she had better be worth it.”

“She will be worth every sesterce my lord Caesar, I assure you.”

“She had better be Quinn, otherwise I may swap her for Aemilia.”

Just then the curtains opened and in came Naomi, looking straight ahead and lithely elegant. She stopped in front of Caesar but instead of prostrating herself, she gave a small bow, bending slightly from the waist. Caesar began to fume and splutter at this show of disrespect by a mere slave.

More was to come, she raised her hand for silence, In a clear voice she began to speak,

“My lord Caesar I have the utmost respect for you and your position but I will not, cannot, prostrate myself before you. In my homeland I was Princess Atoomo of the Butomi, The royal house of Butomi prostrate themselves before no one, however, here I am a slave and will obey you but I am and will always remain so. a princess.”

With that, she slid her dress off and stood naked before them all.

Quinn didn’t know where to look or what to say, he was in shock as he realized that in the past week, he had fucked all three of these beautiful women but he was in love with only one of them and her place with him was under threat if Naomi didn’t or wouldn’t please Caesar.