The Centurion (closed for Henry47)

Briana felt herself relax against Marcus as he held her, strengthened by his words and reassurances. She could do this. She just had to fight and hold on, to maintain the charade until morning, and then Felix would arrive and Aurelius and Darius would get what they deserved. Her arms moved to wrap around him and hold him in return. She felt more ready now than she had been before, but there was something else that she had to tell him now while they were alone and she could, something that she had just realized now as he held her that he might need to hear from her.

"And I don't blame you for what has happened, none of it is your fault. Do you know that too?" she asked him quietly.
 
Briana of course could not have missed the way in which Marcus had gone without answering her question. Her face fell slightly at his silence as he ran his fingers through her hair and then rose from the bed, watching him as he dressed. At his parting words to her she managed a small smile and a nod to him in reply, and then rose from the bed as he left, moving over to a small table where several beauty and styling tools had been left while she'd been sleeping. Picking up a comb, she picked the tangles out of her long curls from her sleeping as he waited for Maria to return and help her with her dress and hair.

Once the other woman arrived she showed Briana the gown that had been brought for her to use that night as she played hostess at the party. After Briana gave her approval, Maria helped her to put it on and wrap the outer layer around her body and over her shoulder, then she had Briana sit as she twisted, braided, and pinned her fiery curls into an elaborate Roman style. Makeup was then applied to conceal any visible marks and bruises from the night before. By the time she was done it was near time for the party to begin, and so, after thanking Maria once more for her help, Brianna went in search of Marcus, finding him sitting and having a drink and offering him a smile of greeting.

"Is everything all ready then?" as she moved to join him.
 
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The smile on Briana's face as she'd joined Marcus had admittedly been a little forced. She herself was feeling tense as well. She took the wine he offered, sipping it a bit as she listened to him explain in more detail the part that she would need to play that night. It all sounded simple enough, though she knew acting it all out would likely be anything but. Still, as he'd reminded her again, she only had to do so until morning. She smiled a bit at his commander like tone as he finished.

"All clear," she confirmed as she reached over with her free hand and gave his forearm a small reassuring squeeze, "And thank you."
 
Briana had rose from her seat as Marcus had lead Aurelius and Darius into the atrium, wanting to seem the proper welcoming hostess as she knew she should for the role that she must play that evening. As Aurelius spotted her and approached her she forced a smile of greeting to her face, letting him take her hand and forcing herself to maintain the smile as he brought it to his lips, though inwardly she cringed as the feel of his mouth against her skin again.

"Thank you for accepting my invitation dear Legate, it is an honor to have you joining us this evening. I hope you will enjoy yourself," she told him before waving one of the brothel women with a tray of food over and adding, "Please help yourself to some food and drink and make yourself comfortable."
 
Briana hated to do it, but upon Aurelius' beckoning to join him she knew that to maintain the ruse she'd agreed upon with Marcus she could not dare refuse the Legate. She cast him a smile of thanks and let herself recline down on a seat opposite his own, listening at his boasts and giving him a small smile over her glass in response to his words as she took a sip, letting him assume what he wanted and playing along.

"Thank you my dear Legate," she replied to his compliment, "Yes, I believe I have had a change of heart since we last met and wished to make amends for my response to your...hospitality before. I have found that I rather enjoy the luxuries that the Roman way of life can offer me and wish for myself and my people to enjoy them to the fullest."
 
Brianna quickly dismissed Aurelius' compliments, trying to get his attention back on the women Marcus had paid to entertain the two men that night and off of herself.

"Oh my battle hardened and bruised form is nothing compared to the womanly curves and unmarred skin of the beauty already sitting beside you my dear Legate."

She feigned a sigh of regret.

"Unfortunately a hostess' duties are never ending, and I must check on something in the kitchen for a moment, but I am sure your lovely acquaintance and her friends will be more than happy to entertain you while I am away. Please make yourself comfortable and don't wait on me, as our honored guest I hope you will relax and eat and drink and enjoy yourself to the fullest during your time here."

With a smile she rose and turned to make her escape.
 
Brianna was shocked when Aurelius suddenly threatened Maria in such a way, destroying her plan for momentary escape in the process, she looked from him to the other woman in confusion for a moment but quickly composed herself.

"Forgive my confusion Legate, as you said I am still very new to such ways," she provided in explanation, "I am sure Maria has everything well prepared for our enjoyment this evening."

With a smile at Aurelius, Briana turned her back to him and faced Maria, her eyes conveying the apologies that she could not express verbally to the woman at the moment.

"Maria, please go double check for me that all is well with the preparations in the kitchen? Stay as long as you need to ensure everything is taken care of," she told her, basically giving the woman permission to steer clear of the Legate if she wished.

Then turning to Aurelius she offered him a smile again as she moved to join him on the couch in the spot he had indicated. She would have to try to think of some other excuse then, or perhaps one of the brothel women would be able to distract him as they'd been instructed to do.
 
Briana wasn't sure what to make of the Legate's words to her. Did he want her to fight back against him? Had he enjoyed her defying him the evening before? Should she be more fiery with him again and give him what he seemed to want, or would acting more compliant make him lose interest and seek his amusements with the serving girls instead. This seemed to be the case, at least for now, as his attention turned to the other woman by his side instead, though his desire to have Marcus join them concerned her. She didn't allow herself to let it show however, keeping her gaze on the wine in her glass as she sipped at it. She was grateful for the whore for doing her part to distract Aurelius and pretended as if she did not notice the woman's hand slipped into his toga.
 
Briana watched as the dark haired whore raked her nails across Marcus' chest before sliding her hand down into the folds of his toga around his waist. Her grip upon her glass of wine tightened as she felt a jealous stirring within her, but she quickly pushed it away. She had caught Marcus' quick glance to her and knew that, just as it was for her, everything he did now was an act performed for both their sake.

To Marcus' credit, Aurelius so far seemed to be enjoying himself and falling for their ruse. She listened as the two exchanged pleasantries, sipping at her wine and turning to the Legate with a smile when he addressed her, holding the fairer haired whore's face for her inspection.

"Very beautiful indeed, dear Legate," she told him with a smile as she looked over the woman, affectionately reaching over and touching a lock of her hair, "I am sure the dancers will be equally so."
 
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Briana had forced a grin to her face and a soft laugh in response to the Legate's comments about her and the blonde whore making a handsome pair, a small, pleasant smile remaining on her face as she had watched both Marcus and Aurelius begin to enjoy themselves with the whores. She let herself lean back upon the cushions, allowing Aurelius to leave his hand between her legs as she sipped upon her wine and secretly tried her best not to have his attention drawn to her again, but he was persistent, calling her attention to the blonde once more and holding the woman's face for her again.

"Kiss her princess."

She knew she could not refuse. She smiled at the Legate and took another sip from her glass as she sat forward, her gaze turning from him to the blonde haired whore who's face he held. Giving a little giggle as the woman had, she reached forward with her free hand and gently grasped her chin.

"Come here my beauty," she told the other woman in a playful tone, coaxing her to lean forward across the Legate's lap as she herself did the same.

She brought her lips to the blonde's, closing her eyes and tasting them softly for a moment before pulling back again with a smile and releasing her.

"Mmm, you taste of the wine my dear," she giggled.
 
Briana tensed at the Legate's suggestion that Darius should join them, remembering his rough treatment of her the night before, the feel of his knife held to her skin and the bruises that he had left upon her body. She tried not to let her unease show however, knowing Aurelius would only try to exploit it further if she allowed him, for she knew that this was what he was likely already doing. She knew there was no way that he'd missed the kiss.

She cast a glance over Aurelius' shoulder as Marcus had done and spotted Darius where he was talking with two women. He was quite a distance away on the far side of the atrium, and she was quite content to let him stay there, far away from them all.

"He seems to be enjoying himself where he is," she commented with a shrug, then turned back to the blonde with a smile, "So shall we enjoy ourselves too then?"

Leaning forward she let the other woman kiss her again, not pulling away this time as she had before.
 
Briana had never desired a woman or kissed one in such a manner before, but now that she was forcing herself to commit to the action, she had to admit it wasn't an unpleasant experience. The other woman's lips were soft upon her own as they tenderly tasted one another, and the kiss did indeed taste sweetly of the wine that they had both been drinking.

She could feel Aurelius' hand pushing between her legs again as well, his knuckle massaging against her clit as his fingers played through her hair. He was being gentle with her so far, and the sensations of his touches where admittedly pleasurable so long as she didn't allow herself to dwell upon who was causing them.

She gave a soft "Mmmmm" of enjoyment into the kiss, her free hand rising up to touch the side of the whore's face, her fingers threading themselves back into her fair hair.
 
As much as Briana despised the Legate, her body could not ignore the pleasure that his touches were beginning to stir within her as he massaged her clit and teased her nipples while she continued to kiss the blonde whore as he'd ordered. She could feel her body begin to respond despite herself: her nipples hardening as he circled them, her hips instinctively shifting and pressing forward against his knuckle from time to time, her pussy growing wetter and her breaths growing shorter.

She and the blonde paused in their kisses for a moment as Maria refilled Briana's cup, Briana not saying anything and not meeting Maria's gaze in her embarrassment as Aurelius continued to play with her. As Maria walked away Briana took a long drink of her glass before setting it down. It was at that moment that the dark haired whore's moan drew her attention and caused her to look up, her eyes taking in Marcus and his companion across from her. Once more she felt a flash of anger and jealousy rise up within her at the sight of him with another woman, his cock in the whore's mouth and his hand within her dress. She could not help but notice his gaze as well though. It was upon her, watching her, and so full of lust that it made her core tighten in response.

She turned away and began to kiss the blonde again, remembering their story that she had jilted him and not wanting to pay him more attention than she should. Though with the anger, jealousy, and lust now stirring and waging battle within her she found herself kissing the other woman a bit more forcefully than she had been before, her grip tightening within the woman's fair hair as she pulled her head closer and gave her soft lower lip a bit of a bite.
 
Briana had stiffened slightly in surprise and resistance for a moment as the whore's finger had pushed inside of her, the back of Aurelius' hand pushing harder against her pussy as well, but when the woman's finger began to expertly move within her and the Legate began to pinch and roll her hard, sensitive nipples as well, Briana found herself releasing a moan against the blonde's lips as the woman kissed her deeply. The Legate's knuckle was grinding more firmly against her clit now as well, the pink little bud now hard and aching with arousal from all of the attention.

It was more than her body could take, and she felt her hips instinctively begin to move more against him, rocking against his knuckle and the woman's finger in time with their movements. At the same time she slide her tongue within the blonde whore's mouth, her hand keeping its grip within the woman's hair while her other slid into the top of the whore's dress and began to massage one of her full breasts.
 
Briana felt Aurelius and the whore begin to move her, the realization of what they were doing sobering her up for a moment and making her try to push through the growing arousal of her body and the headiness of the wine. This was not what was supposed to be happening. The plan had been for the whores to distract Aurelius and Darius until Felix arrived in the morning. The idea of allowing this despicable man inside of her repulsed her in every way. Yet she'd known that it might come to this.

As she felt he and the whore lower her and the tip of Aurelius' cock touch her wetness she racked her brain, trying desperately to think of a way to avoid the inevitable. The Legate was smaller than Marcus, Darius as well, and they would have to lower her even further before his cock would enter her. At the same time though, the whore was moving behind her, pressing against her and playing with her nipples and clit. She bit her lip to stifle a groan as she looked out into the atrium over Aurelius shoulder, trying to find a way out of this trio she had been pulled into. Instead all she found was Darius watching her as he stroked himself through his toga, their gazes meeting.
 
The feel of so many hands upon her and pleasuring her was dizzying. Briana felt her body respond against her will, her nipples hard, her back arching, and her hips rocking against them more as they caressed her pussy. Her muscles strained and she clenched her jaw as she struggled to remain some control over herself.

Aurelius moved them then, now laying back upon the couch with her over him, whimpering beneath her as he pushed up against her. She gritted her teeth and felt herself tense slightly, but she knew that she could not seem too uneager now, especially with Darius' eyes on her. Unlike the Legate she sensed that Marcus' former friend was not so easily persuaded by their ruse.

She began to rock her hips more against the Legate, riding him slowly. After a few moments of this leaned down, her long fiery curls cascading over her shoulders as she kissed Aurelius neck and whispered sensually into his ear.

"Do you and Darius always share?... Is Britain's new partnership with him as well?"
 
Briana inwardly swore at the Legate's reply to her question. It was not the response that she'd wanted or expected at all. She'd been hoping he'd tell Darius to back away, wanting her all for himself, but instead only made the other man play with her more. The two women played with her more as well, and she gritted her teeth as she felt their efforts increase. When the brunette sucked deep and flicked her tongue upon her nipple she could not help but groan in response.

So this was how it was to be then. The whores obviously were not trying to distract either Aurelius or Darius from her anymore. She had no choice but to continue on if she wanted either of the men to believe her and Marcus' story, at least until morning when Felix came. She would have to make sure that they remained unaware until then.

She allowed herself to give in a bit more to the pleasure of the mouths and hands upon her, pushing her hips down and grinding upon Aurelius' cock, riding him and ignoring his pig like squeals and wriggling or the way his belly bumped against her. One hand tangled in the brunette's hair as she sucked and teased her nipple, the other gripping the Legate's forearm tightly as she tossed her hair back, back arching as she sat up and rode with abandon.
 
Briana too from her spot riding upon the Legate noticed Maria slip into the servant's quarters, and wondered if it might be due to word on Felix's arrival. She prayed he would get there quickly, though it was not yet near dawn. At the very least she hoped he was not delayed. For once, she found herself hoping that her men would let the Roman soldiers be along their journey.

There was another more pressing matter to attend to for now though, and that was Darius' cock pressing and sliding up and down the crack of her ass. She knew what he wanted, could feel his hands on her hips and trying to slow her. She resisted, maintaining her speed. At the same time, she grasped the brunette suckling upon her breast firmly at the back of her head and pulled the woman up by her hair for a rough and seemingly passionate kiss before tilting her head to the side and whispering so that only the woman would be able to hear.

"Distract that bastard behind me as you were told, or so help me..." she purred.
 
Briana felt a little badly for having, in her own desperation, resulted to a threat to get the other woman to do as she'd wanted. In her defense, it was what the whore had been instructed to do from the beginning, but she made a quick mental note to find a way to make amends once this was all over. In the meantime, she felt herself relax a bit as Darius gave into the distraction that the brunette whore provided and she felt his hands and cock cease their probing upon her arse.

Her attention was forced back to Aurelius as she felt him pull her down hard upon him as he thrust upwards, making her give a grunt of surprise as he bucked up more deeply within her. She followed his lead as he ground against her, slowing her own movements and allowing him to do so, all the while trying to think of a good way to get his cock out of her before he came, maybe even get one of the other whores to come over and finish him off, when suddenly...

Was he stopping? Why? Fuck! What was he noticing?! She could see him looking around nervously, but continued her movements until she heard his command for her to stop and reluctantly ceased her riding completely. She wasn't sure what exactly was going through the Legate's mind, but knew it could not be good.

"Stop? Now?" she asked, forcing a look of concern to her face as she bent down and kissed his neck in an attempt to distract him from whatever it was that had suddenly put him on edge as she purred into his ear, "Is everything alright? Are you in need of more wine, Legate?"
 
Briana had looked upon the Legate with genuine surprise when he moved her off of him, pausing with the others when he asked where Maria had gone. She knew of course, but said nothing, trying to still her nerves and keeping her demeanor calm even as she felt her heartbeat rise at the tension in the air as Darius went of into the kitchen in search of her.

She straightened herself, sitting up where she had been cast off upon the couch, attempting to appear dejected as she pulled her bunched up dress back in place to cover herself, feeling a rush of relief wash over her when Darius reappeared with Maria and didn't seem to think anything amiss. Though it seemed the Legate was not so easily reassured.

“No. Wait.” Aurelius said “this has been too easy. Show me you really want me Princess. Show me you’re done with the centurion and now want only me.”

He wasn't falling for it then. Perhaps he was right, perhaps after the fight she had given him yesterday she had made it all seem too easy now, had seemed too docile. She allowed a bit of her genuine anger towards him to show through, just a bit, a small flicker of flame now visible within her emerald eyes.

"I thought that I had," she responded in annoyance, as if his remark had been an insult, a wound to her pride, "I have given you this party, and even my own body as a sign of my devotion, is it not enough? What more would you have of me?"
 
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Briana had watched Aurelius warily as he'd spoken, not sure what he was planning in his twisted and sadistic mind, listening as he commanded a makeshift circus to be formed in the middle of their party. A look of resolve upon her, she moved to the center of the ring that had been formed without hesitation when he commanded her to do so. As he'd said, she was a warrior, and she would face this battle head on. She was determined to do whatever she must to keep the Legate occupied and assure him of her obedience.

At least until morning and Felix came.

When he ordered her to strip she did as instructed, meeting his bulging gaze dead on as she stood in the middle of his circus and slipped the fabric of her dress from her shoulders, letting the fabric fall and pool around her feet.
 
Briana gritted her teeth at Aurelius' command. She loathed Darius, and felt no real need to hide that fact. In her mind his betrayal to Marcus, his friend, made him somehow even more detestable in character than the Legate himself who at least was fairly upfront about his true nature. She knew this must be why Aurelius had chosen this as her test. In this test of her obedience to the Legate she knew she could not hesitate in following his command or he would doubt her sincerity.

Her gaze turned from the Legate's to Darius' as she stepped out of her dress and walked toward him, not daring to meet the gaze of any other of the onlookers for fear of losing her nerve. She did her best to put them out of her mind.

Her gaze meeting Darius', the fire of her hatred for him still alive in her eyes despite her now giving herself to him, she lightly traced her fingers down over his muscled chest and over his stomach, her nails grazing slightly over the skin of his abs before making their way down to his cock, her hand wrapping around him and beginning to stroke him slowly.
 
Her feelings mirroring Marcus', the look of anger in Briana's eyes as she gazed up at Darius' face turned to one of shock and confusion when, instead of the rough and demanding touches that she'd expected from him as she'd begun to stroke him, he responded with soft and gently exploring caresses instead.

Her muscles tensed as his finger began to trace her nipples, almost flinching away but managing to stop herself, her eyes flashing at him with bitter indignation. How dare he treat her this way now after what he had done to her the night before! How dare he make a show of tenderness when she still bore the bruises that he had inflicted upon her in his betrayal of a friend!

She clenched her jaw as she seethed silently, her wrist giving a little twist with each stroke as she worked his cock, her tempo increasing slightly.
 
Briana felt her anger begin to mix with unwelcomed arousal as her body began to respond of its own accord to Darius' light and gentle touches over her sex, her body tensing slightly as she felt the little jolt that his thumb pressing to her clit caused, her breath catching slightly when his tongue began to trace her nipples, then having to bite her lip to suppress an unbidden groan as he sucked one and then the other, the traitorous buds growing hard in his mouth. Then his mouth was rising up to hers for a kiss. She wanted to pull away but kept herself still, her eyes shutting so that she would not have to look at any of their bystanders as he rolled her head to the side and whispered to her, his words making her anger spike again as she clenched her teeth, turning to him as he looked at her again before pulling her close, his cock pressed between them. She glared at him in response to his hissed threat, her hands sliding up his sides and to his chest seductively even as her eyes shot daggers at him. She brought her lips to his neck, kissing softly at his skin and then whispering into his ear.

"Aurelius' power might be more enticing overall, but a poor lover Marcus certainly was not... do you really think you can measure up to him?"
 
Briana felt the lines between anger and arousal continue to blur and swirl within her as Darius gripped her hair and bit her lip as he kissed her, a gasp escaping her as her muscles tensed and her hands gripped his shoulders in response. She could feel the tension within her grow as he kissed down her body, her breath hitching and her grip on him tightening once again as he sucked her nipples and ran his fingers down her body and to her pussy. Her breaths came out in little gasps and she could feel her wetness growing despite herself as he massaged and stroked her there. She fumed at him for making her feel this way, her nails scratching over his upper back as she closed her eyes and bit her still tender lower lip.

When he suddenly stood and twisted her around her eyes opened, and she tensed in surprise as they landed on Marcus right in front of her. In that same moment she felt Darius begin to play with her body again and making it jolt in response as he pulled her back against him, her body arched as he began to rock his hard cock against her ass.

In that same moment she watched as the dark haired whore that had been pleasuring Marcus that night knelt down between them and worked his cock to arousal once more with her fingers and tongue. Once more she felt jealousy fill her. How she wished it was she and not the whore that was with him now, though she knew he was only doing what he must in that moment, just as she was. Remembering their words to one another earlier that evening she let her eyes meet his, knowing her back was turned to both Darius and Aurelius now and they would not be able to see the desire in her eyes as she looked at him. Without words she tried to convey her desire for him, how arousing the sight of his cock growing hard was for her, how she wished it was him behind her now and not Darius. She tried her best to imagine that it was him touching her now, her hands moving to cover Darius' hands and moving with him a bit as she did, her eyes never leaving Marcus'.
 
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