The Romans (open)

[Virgininneed]

Lucia looked around frightened as the Romans attacked the small village. She lived near Athens in Greece, so she knew Latin from talking to merchants. She looked up frightened as a soldier approached her. She backed away into a corner staring up at him. "Please don't hurt me," she said quietly.

"Hurt you, no I have other plans for you girl." She screamed as he ripped off her clothing and threw her over his shoulder. She cried struggling to get free as his commander approached.

"Who is this?" he asked.

 

[LordLuck]

"She's just another girl. She smells like an Illyrian whore."

The men laughted as the warrior bearing Lucia threw her upwards a little, having her crash down on his armoured shoulder painfully. She was going to be take, viciously by the legionnaires, and she knew it.

"That sucker Perseus lost yet another battle.", another warrior commented as the first started to drag her away. They were refeering to the King of Makedonia, that even now was battling on the other side of the Attica, facing off the invading legions of Roma.

"And this little girl here is my Spolia!", the legionnaire lifter Lucia once again, as if showing her to all of his colleages. The Decurion, their immediate commander, approach them once more, a stern gaze into his eyes.

"She's mine."

 

[Virgininneed]

"She's just another girl. She smells like an Illyrian whore."

She blushed humiliated. Then the three her up a little causing her to cry out in pain. She sobbed knowing what was going to happen to her. She felt helpless over the man's shoulder.

"That sucker Perseus lost yet another battle.", another warrior commented as the first started to drag her away.

She scowled angrily as they insulted the king. Her fists clenched as the laughed and she struggled harder to get free making them laugh more. She kicked and hit him but he barely felt a thing.

"And this little girl here is my Spolia!"

She lowered her eyes crying. Her dress was ripped and her breasts were in full view. He was showing her off like a trophy. She squirmed. She was very shy and didnt like being stared at, especially half naked.

"She's mine."

He turned and saw his leader. "Oh come on, she's just a girl." Seeing the stern look he threw her to the ground at the Decurions feet and walked away. She stared up at him frightened and tried to cover her upper body. She was crying, frightened of the soldier in front of her

 

[LordLuck]

Lucius Aemilius Paullus was leading the punitive expedition that was spelling the end of the mighty Antigonid dinasty of Makedonia, spelling the end of the most important heir of the fabled Alexandros. There was little that Perseus could do on his own against the mighty legions of Roma, but if he would ask for the help of the Seleucids of from the egyptian Ptolemy, he could have a chance.

But all of them were the most bitter of rivals. The heirs of Alexandros. And their bickering between themselves would spell the doom of each one individually.

"Do you understand Latin, wench?", the Decurion spoke to Lucia, his eyes filled with lust as he approached her, lingering above her perfect, heavy breasts. He laid an arm above her shoulder, and slowly lead her towards one of the streets of the small town being put to sack by the Legion.

"Speak. If you don't speak, I have no use for you. I'll let the men possess your most gorgeous body..."

 

[Virgininneed]

"Speak. If you don't speak, I have no use for you. I'll let the men possess your most gorgeous body..."

Fear ran through her and she looked up at him. Please Athena, protect me. She stared at the ground avoiding his eyes. "Yes," she said quietly, trembling at his touch. "Please... I just... Please just let me go," she said. Her body was shaking. She was going to become a slave.

 

[LordLuck]

He kept pulling the girl until they were into an abandoned, poor and humble house made of cooked mud bricks. There was a pool of blood over the floor, but no body. A simple table covered the middle of the room, while a brick over took the entire wall. And a simple bed made of have stood at a corner.

The Decurion pulled her over the hay bed, and had her ready for his personal use. For a moment, the man took out his helm and laid it with his gladius over the plain table, turning towards her with an amused smile.

"You are now mine, girl. There's a couple way we can do this. You resist, I use you, I kill you. Or you comply, I use you, and you live."

"What will it be?"

 

[Virgininneed]

Lucia stared at the pool of blood and knew that someone she might have known was murdered here. A tear escaped her eye as he pulled her towards the bed. She tried to pull away, but it did no good.

She sat as far away from him as possible, watching him as he began to remove his armor. He was smiling at her, and it made her even more frightened. He looked... Amused? He was amused by her fear.

"You are now mine, girl. There's a couple way we can do this. You resist, I use you, I kill you. Or you comply, I use you, and you live."

"Perseus will defeat you and you will die," she said. She was trying to act brave though she was terrified. "The gods will protect us; Perseus has their favor." She was breathing quickly staring up at him

 

[LordLuck]

"Yeah, Yeah, the Consul counts on that."

The roman was laughting as he stripped down of his armour quite quickly, knowing whenever he should pull of push the hindrance. Finally, he was free from it, and pulled his robes away, throwing them over and then tucking them under the armour, preventing the metal to brush against the plain, dirt floor.

"The gods might protect him. But not you."

He told her as he laid a hand over her hair, viciously pulling her over the hay bed to make her lay into it. And so the man lowered himself above her body, his hands taking her breasts and kneading upon them vigorously, her struggles too feeble to cease his forced caresses.

 

[Virgininneed]

She cried quietly as he laughed looking away from his as he stripped. She prayed to all of the gods. Athena, Zeus, Artemis, Apollo, Demeter. She had never needed them more than now. Then he approached the bed. She refused to look at him naked and turned her head.

"The gods might protect him. But not you."

She let out a cry of pain as he pulled her hair forcing her to lie down. She screamed as he covered her body with his own begging the gods to save her. Then he grabbed her breasts kneading them. No matter what she did she couldn't stop him. She cried turning her face from him. "Please.. Please..." she cried as he carressed her

 

[Virgininneed]

Bump.

 

[LordLuck]

The man simply slapped her across her face. The blow landed hard and powerfully, marking her fair visage for a moment with the crimson imprint of his palm.

"Shush it, woman.", he told her with a extremely stern glare. "You'd better get used to it. I'll be doing it a lot with you from now on."

He told her as he pulled the rags that were once her rather plain dress away, revealling her naked body completely for the invader that, for a moment, was happy to look upon her gorgeous form.

 

[Virgininneed]

Lucia cried out in pain as he slapped her. She stared into his eyes crying silently.

"Shush it, woman.", he told her with a extremely stern glare. "You'd better get used to it. I'll be doing it a lot with you from now on."

She turned her face away trembling. She screamed as he ripped her clothing of her and tried to push him off. "Please don't. I've never done this." Tears ran down her cheeks as she begged

 

[LordLuck]

"Really? That changes things a little bit."

He said as he forced Lucia around her body, making her two legs to lay on her side as he approached her form from her bottom. Laying a hand above her behind, he lifted her skin a little, revealling her precious womanhood and what he sought after.

Her asshole. Laying a finger to rim the piece of her body, the roman dog smiled towards the poor girl.

"I'll preserve your worth, girl. I'll do your other hole."

 

[Virgininneed]

She struggled fiercely kicking him. "Let me go!" she yelled angrily. She was not going to give him anything without a fight. "You bastard!" she rolled away and got off of the bed. She tried to cover herself unsuccessfully glaring at him. She wasn't going to be able to go outside without someone raping her. She was trapped

 

[LordLuck]

The man was violent, now.

He was still kneeling as she tried to get away and cover herself poorly. The roman pulled her by the hair, and thrown her against he hay pile that made up for a bed. He laid a hand over her neck, and started to tighten his vicious grip.

"Now, you little bitch. You rather stop it or I'll lose my temper." It was so easy. Twist her neck. End it all.

 

[Virgininneed]

She gasped for air stopping her struggles.

"Now, you little bitch. You rather stop it or I'll lose my temper."

She knew he could wrap his entire hand around her throat and break it in less than a second. She was trembling beneath his strong grip. She just closed her eyes and lay limp. She didn't want to die.

 

[LordLuck]

"Good... Not too bad, eh?"

He told her as he lowered himself over her form once more, easing the hold he had upon his neck. Laying her legs on the side once more, the roman started to lay his hands over her thigh as if analising her, appraising her as one would measure up the price a horse could get on the Markets of the Forum.

"Now, remain still.", he said as he laid a finger to brush against her backside's hole, touching her slowly.

 

[Virgininneed]

She trembled at his touch and relaxed as his grip eased on her throat. She was crying, but it was quieter. She felt his finger on her asshole and shivered. She'd heard how much it hurt and it frightened her. What would happen after he was through with her? Hand her to another soldier? Sell her in Rome?

 

[LordLuck]

His fingers rimmed against her smaller hole, probing inside slowly as a smile came up to the warrior's lips. She had not yet been corrupted in either place, which meant this girl would reach a very expensive price should he taken her to the slave markets... but still, he would have her.

It would lower her price a little, yes, but it was not everyday he had the allowance of his Centurion to take upon a slave for himself.

Suddenly, the roman approached her, kneeling. Laying his throbbing, meaty manhood over her thigh, he rubbed himself against her a little, as if making Lucia aware of who was her master now.

 

[Virgininneed]

Her entire body shook with fear. She knew she was to weak to stop him from taking what he wanted. She whispered prayers in Greek whimpering as he rubbed himself against her. She felt like Persephone being taken by Hades. She kept her eyes closed and tried to think of something else besides what was happening

 

[LordLuck]

Outside, the noise of horse's hooves punching the ground as they've passed only added to the cacophony or screams, laughter, sobs and so many more human emotions shared in the act of Conquest. Perseus was losing this war, and there was little his people could do but endure the Roman's Presence.

The Decurion was about to add Lucia's screams to it. Laying both of his hands above her hips, he adjusted his thick manhood against her lower, smaller hole. And suddenly, she felt the huge pressure building against her behind as he started to move his hips forth.

 

[Virgininneed]

Lucia couldn't suppress the cry of pain that escaped her. Her back arched and tears rolled down her cheeks. He was so big she could barely take him. "Please it hurts!" she screamed crying. She was dry making it even worse. She sobbed as he went deeper. "Please stop it!"

 

[LordLuck]

The man did not cared. He seemed to appreciate her tears, her cried and complains, her feeble struggle as she tried to prevent him from taking what was now his own, ramming his thick manhood into her dry rear. But the Decurion did not cared. She was his, completely his.

"Shut up, girl. Take it all.", he told her with a evil grin into his face. "And get used to it..."

 

[Virgininneed]

Shut up, girl. Take it all.", he told her with a evil grin into his face. "And get used to it..."

She sobbed as he fucked her harder. It hurt so much. She realized from his words that this was not going to stop anytime soon. How many times would she have to go through this. Would she be sold in a roman brothel? Her situation seemed hopeless

 

[LordLuck]

Yet her situation was not as bad as it suddenly become. The Decurion laid both hands above her higher thigh as he forced his hardness deeper and deeper into the little girl. He had heard of rapes that would claim a woman’s fertility, and he did not yet knew if he wished to prive the poor greek from it as of yet. No. There was more for him to do. He could sell her into a Lupanarium, a brothel, a place where she would be turned into a wolf, a lupa, a woman that would earn him money by spreading herself for other men.

Perhaps it was not a bad idea, he though as he sent himself deeper into her rear, her tears covering her pretty little face as he forcefully sodomized her. Suddenly, a couple of men stood within the small, humble dwelling, smiling behind the Decurion. Both were armed and wearing the signs of lower ranking legionnaires, and one of them had already lifted his military skirt to stroke his own manhood, that albeit smaller than his officer’s, was just as dire to face.

“Hey, Furius, won’t you share the little one with us once you’re done?”, on them asked as he moved on the side, watching the act as his eyes lingered above her naked chest.