Conquered

[Virgininneed]

The Romans had attacked the small vollage at night. The inhabitants were not warriors but farmers,and the many men who fought to protect their wives and daughters quickly fell. Althea's father had told her to stay in the house and now she was trapped.A Roman officer had forced the door to her room open and she had nowhere to rum. "Please leave me alone." She said frightened. She was small with long blonde air and grey-vlue eyes. She was sitting on her bed crying quietly.

 

[tcost]

Marcus returned his gladius to its sheath, and closed the door behind him. His men could wrap this up.

Calmly, he walked over to the bed and sat down next to Althea. Watching her carefully, moving slowly, he put his arm around her slender shoulders.

"Try to listen to me. I know you're in a bad state of mind to make a rational decision, but I'm going to let you have a chance to make one if you can."

His arm was tight around her shoulders; he was strong and she could not escape him. And he had his left hand over the handle of his dirk, so she couldn't try to grab that out and just stab him.

"A beautiful girl like you will never be just left alone," he said quietly. He had the voice of an educated man. "But I offer you two choices. You can submit to me now, and I will take you as my befmate. The others will respect that, and you can live in relative comfort with me while we are on campaign. When I am recalled to Rome, I will take you with me, and you will live a better life than you could ever have dreamed, living here in this village."

He paused a moment before going on in a grimmer tone of voice. "Alternatively, I will simply rape you now, and then give you to my men. You will be roughly used, but you will probably survive, and become a slave. You will do some cooking or cleaning or sewing, but mostly you will be a fuck slave, free for the use of any soldier who wants you. You will be sold off at the first market town we get to, and who knows where you will go from there?"

He gently pushed his thumb beneath the fabric on her shoulder, and slid the material down and off of her shoulder onto her upper arm, and then rubbed the flat of his calloused palm over her bare skin. "I'm not so bad. You're very well spoken for a barbarian. It would be easy for me to get to like you. Which will it be?"

 

[Virgininneed]

She watched nervously as he sheathed his sword and bit her lip. She moved away as he walked to her and sat next to her, but he put his arm around her shoulders, preventing her from getting away.

"Try to listen to me. I know you're in a bad state of aind to make a rational decision, but I'm going to let you have a chance to make one if you can."

She simply glared up at him and struggled against his chest. He was definitely strong and she couldnt escape his arms. She eyed his sword but his hand was on it. Where was her father?

"A beautiful girl like you will never be just left alone," he said quietly. He had the voice of an educated man. "But I offer you two choices. You can submit to me now, and I will take you as my befmate. The others will respect that, and you can live in relative comfort with me while we are on campaign. When I am recalled to Rome, I will take you with me, and you will live a better life than you could ever have dreamed, living here in this village."

She struggled even harder. She did not want to be taken to Rome, away from her home with a man she barely knew. Althea hit his chest with small fists trying to make him let her go. But he didnt even flinch. He was so quiet and calm, while it felt like her world was falling apart around her.

He paused a moment before going on in a grimmer tone of voice. "Alternatively, I will simply rape you now, and then give you to my men. You will be roughly used, but you will probably survive, and become a slave. You will do some cooking or cleaning or sewing, but mostly you will be a fuck slave, free for the use of any soldier who wants you. You will be sold off at the first market town we get to, and who knows where you will go from there?"

Her eyes widened and tears rolled down her cheeks. She wouldnt mind doing work. She did that every day. But the idea of being raped by many men terrified her. She stopped struggling and cried softly against his chest. She had heard the screams outside and realized that it wasnt just people dying. She sobbed quietly not speaking, curling up against him.

He gently pushed his thumb beneath the fabric on her shoulder, and slid the material down and off of her shoulder onto her upper arm, and then rubbed the flat of his calloused palm over her bare skin. "I'm not so bad. You're very well spoken for a barbarian. It would be easy for me to get to like you. Which will it be?"

"Please, Im scared," she said quietly. "Will it hurt?" Hse didnt look up at him, worried she'd cry more

 

[tcost]

"Of course, you're scared. Any sensible person would be. That's one reason I'm trying to be as gentle as possible to you in this. But understand: I am not leaving this room without your maidenhead, one way or another. It usually hurts a little, sometimes more than a little, but I know hoe to minimize the pain. And I'll do that whether you make me rape you or not. I have no wish to bring you any pain."

He moved his free hand from the hilt of his sword to take her by the hand. "Your whole world has changed. You will need to make your own way now, and the best tool you have to do that is with the beauty of your face and body. Most men in my position wouldn't still be sitting here next to you, the both of us fully clothed by now. And I am aching to rip your clothes off of you. But I would rather that you took them off on your own, and kept them intact. You're going to need them."

He let go of her hand, and cupped her breast through the material. "It will hurt, but it will feel good too, I can promise you that." His thumb moved over her nipple, back and forth. "This is just the barest beginning. It is something I hope you will come to love, because the pain only happens the first time. I want us to have many times together."

Marcus had come a long way by being a patient man, and by making others think that they wanted what he wanted. He hoped that this lovely young Gaul would follow in that pattern. When her lip trembled so, his heart went out to her.

 

[Virgininneed]

"Of course, you're scared. Any sensible person would be. That's one reason I'm trying to be as gentle as possible to you in this. But understand: I am not leaving this room without your maidenhead, one way or another. It usually hurts a little, sometimes more than a little, but I know hoe to minimize the pain. And I'll do that whether you make me rape you or not. I have no wish to bring you any pain."

Although she was frightened, she began to relax. He wasn't cruel but gentle and kind. He wasn't like the others outside, causing women to scream and hurting theem in front of people who cared about them. He wasn't giving her a choice about keeping her virginity, but he understood what she was feeling, making her feel less frightened and calming her. She closed her eyes and her heart slowed.

She looked up at him as he took her small hand in his. "Your whole world has changed. You will need to make your own way now, and the best tool you have to do that is with the beauty of your face and body. Most men in my position wouldn't still be sitting here next to you, the both of us fully clothed by now. And I am aching to rip your clothes off of you. But I would rather that you took them off on your own, and kept them intact. You're going to need them."

She let out a soft moan as he let go of her hand, and cupped her breast through the material. "It will hurt, but it will feel good too, I can promise you that." His thumb moved over her nipple, back and forth. She looked up at im gasping softly. She wasnt sure what she was feeling but it felt really good. "This is just the barest beginning. It is something I hope you will come to love, because the pain only happens the first time. I want us to have many times together."

She felt a little nervous realizing he was going to do this again, but his reassuring words and his gentle touch made her feel better. She lowere her eyes shyly as she slowly removed her clothes. She tried to cover herself blushing and shivering in his arms. She lay down with him and wondered what he would do

 

[tcost]

The Roman took off his gleaming bronze armor and the red clothing beneath it while Althea was disrobing herself. He seemed to do it without thought, his eyes were constantly on her, watching her undress, yet his eyes were on her face as much as they were on he rbody. He put his sword on one side of the bed, leaving it in its scabbard. He knew what to do if she tried to pick it up; she would probably be surprised by how heavy it was.

His own muscular body was revealled to her, including his erect manhood. Like many Romans in the army, he was circumsized. The only thing that he left on was the bull's head that was the holy symbol of Mithras, the bullslayer.

He couldn't help himself; he took her in his arms and kissed her when they were both laying down together. It was long and sweet, and she seemed to respond. He never allowed himself to get so far lost that he wasn't keeping track of where both of her hands were at all times.

After the kiss, he pulled back from her face just far enough so that they could look at one another. "My name is Marcus," he told her quietly, though his cock was ready to burst as it rested against her hip. "What is your name?"

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea looked up at him and saw he was naked. Her eyes took him in, his toned muscular body that definitely had experience in battle, his handsom, kind face, and his large cock. The last seemed a little intimidating, but she remembereed his promise to be gentle.

She closed her eyes as hekissed her. The feeling of his arms around her made her feel safe and warm. His lips, unlike his hard and chiseled body and his rough calloused hands, were soft. Her hands were on his chest and as he pulled away she smiled. He was so kind to her.

After the kiss, he pulled back from her face just far enough so that they could look at one another. "My name is Marcus," he told her quietly, though his cock was ready to burst as it rested against her hip. "What is your name?"

"Althea," she said softly. She blushed again, and smiled

 

[tcost]

"Althea," he repeated. "It's a Greek name, you know. Someone must have known of somebody from the outside world. That says to me that you were always meant to travel afar. Someday I will show you the Parthenon."

One hand travelled gently along the outside of her arm, feeling her skin, touching her warmth. Marcus could not keep himself still, and he writhed against her, his cock grinding against her flesh. He closed his eyes for a moment and moaned, letting her hear how she made him feel.

His hand moved to her breast next. Now it was bare, no cloth insulated her from the intensity of his touch. His fingertip played against the tip of her nipple, and then his hand was fondling her enitre breast, kneading it in his hand. And then his mouth was on it, greedily devouring it, sucking on her nipple.

 

[Virgininneed]

"Althea," he repeated. "It's a Greek name, you know. Someone must have known of somebody from the outside world. That says to me that you were always meant to travel afar. Someday I will show you the Parthenon."

She smiled up at him. She had always wanted to go to Greece and see the art and culture. Her father was actualy Greek and had traveled to Gaul as a merchant. He met her mother and stayed because he had fallen in love with her.

She closed her eyes sighing as he touched her arm. She moaned softly with him as he began writhing against her. She gasped as he played with her nipple turning it hard. She felt herself getting wet and watched him curiously. "Oh gods," she said quietly as he kneaded her breast. It felt so good. Every touch made her want him more. Her eyes widened as his mouth began to suck on her. She squirmed moaning again. This felt amazing.

 

[tcost]

There was so much he could show her; this was a delight. "Oh gods," she said quietly as he kneaded her breast.

"The gods made us this way for a reason. They wanted us to use our bodies thus," Marcus replied, looking up at her. But having spoken, he quickly returned his attention to her breast, and began by nipping gently at her nipple, which by this time was standing perkily out from the rest of her breast.

He ran one hand down her side, watching her face as he did so; he switched to the other breast and sucked harder on that one, seeking to evoke a stronger reaction from her.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea kissed him on his lips and smiled. She gasped as he nipped her nipple and she closed her eyes. The he switched and began to suck even harder. She writhed beneath him as cries of pleasure left her mouth. She felt somethin wet between her legs and was unsure what it was. She felt curious and excited when he touched her

 

[tcost]

Marcus slid upward along Althea's body to take her in his arms and kiss her deeply and at length. Even as they kissed, one of his hands sought out her vagina, and becan to test her there, teasing and pleasing. Even as his hard cock pushed against her stomach, grinding against her, he began to fuck her with his fingers, first one, then two at once.

 

[Virgininneed]

She closed her eyes moaning as he kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his waist pulling him closer. She whimpered a little as one of his fingers entered her and then another. It felt uncomfortable at first as he moved and out, but soon he had her crying out in pleasure.

 

[tcost]

"Althea," Marcus murmured as he pleasured her. "You see, my coming here was not entirely a bad thing. I will introduce you to your own body, and I will make you mine."

His teeth closed gently over her shoulder, tugging slightly before he let it go. His face moved downward, and his tongue began to explore first her collarbone, and then the hollow at the base of her throat.

All the while, he fingered her, now with three fingers, moving very fast now. His tempo matched her own movements; they really provoked them. He was already controlling Althea's body for her.

 

[Virgininneed]

"Althea," Marcus murmured as he pleasured her. "You see, my coming here was not entirely a bad thing. I will introduce you to your own body, and I will make you mine."

She was gasping as his teeth tugged at her skin. Everything he did made her want him more. She closed her eyes as she felt his mouth on her neck, his tongue on her skin. Her hand touched his face and she kissed him gentlyy.

He was moving faster, making her feel even more pleasure. The added finger stretched her even more, evoking small cries from her. She couldn't even control her own movements. Her body knew what to do, even if she didn't. "Ohhhhhhhhh!" She came for the first time and she was surprised by the feeling it gave her. She kissed him again, this time more passionately

 

[tcost]

Now Marcus had to take some of his own medicine. When Althea kissed him so passionately, all he could do was to respond to that, and he had to let the rest of himself go onto automatic mode while he concentrated on nothing but the kiss. His hand kept going as it had been, thank the gods, but he was barely conscious of the difference between up and down, so full was his mind of the ardor of this girl's response.

An educated man, Marcus had been taught to believe that the mind must rule the body and its desires. He had accepted the premise as a boy, but as he became a man he had to question that premise. He would never have imagined that he would abandon that philosophy here in this remote village in the middle of Gaul because of his meeting with a half-Greek girl; but the truth was that it had been coming for a long time.

Once the kiss broke, though, he redoubled his efforts, anxious to stand by at least the one tenet, that the mind can be used to govern the body, though no longer for purely intellectual purposes. He would show Althea all the things that her body could be used to pleasure her.

 

[Virgininneed]

Althea's tongue entered Marcus's mouth, exploring every inch. Her hand was in his hair, pulling him closer. She closed her eyes as his hand kept going. She wondered what she could do for him. He was so focused on giving her pleasure, it seemed that he was forgetting about himself.

As his lips left hers ad he worked even harder on making her feel pleasure, her hand slid down his chest and towards his cock. She began to stroke and squeeze it, making it hard. She was only guessing, but he seemed to enjoy it, so she continued.

 

[tcost]

Of course Marcus enjoyed Althea stroking and touching his cock. It did make her a fuller participant in what they were doing, and in that way one thing that he had been doing was lessened; he had enjoyed being the one doing all the controlling. But he found to his surprise that he was glad; he was already taken with her beauty and what little he had glimpsed so far of her personality, and the idea that she could become a partner and not just a lust object was welcome.

He hadn't forgotten about himself at all, though. It gave him a slightly different kind of pleasure to make Althea feel such pleasure. It was similar to the way he tried to take care of the soldiers under his command, to look out for them and train them, to make them better legionaires, better servants of Rome and of the Emperor.

Right now, he lusted most of all to make -her- cum, to show her the ecstasy of orgasm. The graceful way she moved, even when startled, the look on her face, a face that could grow precious to him if they could make it happen, was the most seductive thing he could ever recall. Judging that she was ready for it, Marcus began frigging her ever more quickly and a little more roughly, all the while enjoying the caress of her smooth hand and supple fingers at work on his erection.