The Senator's Daughter (closed)

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Allegra Vatinius
Age 18
5'6", Petite Build, Flat Stomach, Tanned Skin, Brown Hair, Green Eyes, Shaved, 36C Breasts

25 AD

The Roman Empire at the height of its power, and Senator Marcus Vatinius was among its most powerful Senators, and one of the wealthiest. Not only did he hold considerable sway in the Senate and was a personal friend of the Ceasar, he was extremely wealthy and held a massive estate outside of Rome that included horse stables, a vineyard, and a swimming pool that was carved out of solid marble. This massive estate was serviced by slaves, most of whom were dark-skinned foreigners, Persians, who were prisoners of war captured by the powerful Roman armies and taken back to Rome to be sold to wealthy Romans.

Allegra Vatinius was Senator Vatinius' only child. She was beautiful, like her late mother, and had a very pampered life. She awoke around 10 in the morning, had her handmaidens (the most beautiful female Persian slaves in the estate) feed her a breakfast of grapes and wine, before they dressed her. She spent a few hours learning art and poetry from hired Greek tutors, before she swam nude in the pool, or rode horses for the rest of the day.

Growing up with only an absent father and no mother, Allegra slowly was discovering her sexuality and the effect she had on men. She enjoyed watching the Persian slaves try to sneak looks at her as she swam nude in the pool (very dangerous to the slaves, Senator Vatinius would have them skinned and hung if he saw them looking at his daughter), the water glimmering over her nubile body. She had slowly explored her womanhood while watching the muscular, half-dressed slaves work and sweat from her bedroom window, and now she craved for a man in her life.

Unfortunately, to her father, she was just another political tool. An extremely beautiful tool, one that could be married off to an allied General or Senator to solidify a political alliance for her father. When her father held lavish parties at the estate, most of the men he introduced to her were old, ugly, or not in good shape.

Lately, her father had been talking about marrying her to one Senator Leonardo Pontus, a rather short and ugly man who was in his 50s. Allegra had no intention of marrying the old snob or mothering his children, but her father's career may dictate otherwise.

It was a rather typical morning, she lay nude in her bed, lightly covered by silk sheets. It must have been 8 or 9 in the morning, sun shone in from the outside and she was just barely coming awake. Yesterday, one of her handmaidens had dropped a stone mug, breaking the marble tiling on her floor, and her father had insisted that today a slave would come to fix it. Little did she know that the slave would be arriving this early in the morning. She heard a knock on the door, and assumed it was her maidens with her breakfast.

"Enter," she called.
 
Feroze.... 25/m
6'2" ...... 185 lbs .... Black hair ..... Brown eyes ...... Muscular build .....

A Warrior in the Persian army....Feroze was captured when a fellow soldier betrayed the army and sold their location to the Romans. When captured, he was shackled at the ankles and wrists and made to walk back to Rome from the far eastern portion of the Persian Empire. It was a very eventful journey. On several occasions he attempted to escape, only to have his bindings restrict his attempts to flee. Each time he was beaten and whipped, but it did not lessen his desire to return home.

When they arrived in Rome, Feroze and the other prisoners were detained in an insufferable prison with very little food and water provided. Once again, he made attempts to escape, to no avail. The Romans had enough of his attempts to escape, and they had him shackled to the stone wall. He remained that way for several weeks until he was taken to the auction. On the day of the auction he was paraded up onto a platform and he heard men bidding on him. When the bidding was complete, he was taken in shackles to the estate of a Roman who was obviously very wealthy.

He was kept in shackles as a prevention of his escape attempts. This made all of the tasks he had to do much more difficult. As he worked on the Senator's lands and buildings, Feroze got stronger and stronger. This morning the slave master came to him and removed his shackles. Feroze was told that he was going to have to repair the floor in the Senator's daughter's bedroom. The daughter could not see him restrained, which is why the shackles were removed. Feroze took several tools and a large piece of marble and proceeded to the daughter's room. He knocked, and, when he heard someone say "enter" he opened the door and went into her bedroom.
 
Allegra was looking out the window as the door opened. She looked over, expecting to see her handmaidens there, but let out a shreek and covered herself with her silk sheets when she saw it was a male slave, standing big and strong in her doorway. She was partly terrified and partly thrilled. This was the closes she had even been to a male slave... and be be alone in her room with him? It was unthinkable. She cowered in her bed, her sheets covering her naked body.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" she said in an accusatory tone.
 
Feroze stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the scream. He lowered his head and stood right in the opening of the doorway. "I am Feroze. I was sent to repair the floor ma'am." He did not know whether to retreat and report back that he was unable to do the job, or to stay where he was and await instructions from the Senator's daughter. He kept his eyes on the floor as his mind raced. He was concerned he would get in trouble despite having done nothing wrong.
 
Allegra relaxed a little as the slave explained what he was doing there. "That stupid slave master, he must not know that I like to lay in my bed until the sundial says 10 o'clock." She gave him a polite smile, "Well, get on with your repairs. I will watch your work," she told him.

As he bent down and started working, she looked him over. This slave, Feroze, was tall and strapping, and built like an ox. She carefully watched the strong curves of his muscular body and bit her lower lip. She dropped her silk sheets just a touch, revealing more of the cleavage of her breasts, hoping he would notice. "I know nothing of home repairs. Is it hard work?" she asked pleasantly.
 
Feroze did as he was told and got working on repairing the floor. He chiseled out the piece that was damaged. He heard he daughter's question, and, without looking up, answered, "no ma'am. He work is not hard. I don't mind working with my hands." He began to chisel a piece out of the block he brought with him, and en placed it back into he floor....fitting it perfectly in place. He could tell she was watching him, and he periodically stole a glance in her direction. He could see the sheet slip down her body and expose some of the creamy skin of her cleavage.
 
She continued to watch him work, his muscle flexing as he cut the stone. She started to imagine him taking her in his arms… how taboo, she thought, the daughter of a Roman senator and a slave. It was the stuff of the naughty tales the farmers’ wives told each other while doing laundry at the river, she imagined.

The next time he looked down, she hiked the silk sheets up, revealing her long slender legs, with the sheet stopping just below her waist. She felt her heart beat hoping he would steal another look at her. “Tell me, where are you from? Do you have a wife waiting for you there?” she asked him.
 
She was making it difficult for him to work. She exposed her long legs to him and it was all he could do to keep from jumping up onto her bed and taking her right there. He finished his work and started grabbing his tools. " no, ma'am. Fortunately, I do not have a wife, for if I did she would be alone as I am held here as a slave. I am from an area along the Euphrates River. I am from a family of farmers, but I was a soldier since my 16 th birthday, until my capture."
 
She immediately felt compassion for him as his story reminded her he was a slave. But still, slavery was a right of all Roman citizens, it had been for hundreds of years, and was praised by the Gods. Still, Allegra was entranced by this muscular hulking man. She had craved for a man's touch for weeks, but was still nervous around them. I'll have some fun with this one, first, she thought.

"Close the door, Feroze," she commanded, "and shed your clothes. You are a slave belonging to my family and I wish to inspect your body, to make sure you are of quality stock," she said with a devilish grin.

"If you had a wife back home, do you think she would be as beautiful as me?" Allegra asked, playing with Feroze for a moment, with one of her hands gently slipping down, under the sheets, to her upper thighs where she slowly began to touch herself.
 
Feroze was not happy with the change in the tone of her voice. He looked at her when she told him to close the door. Then he froze for a second when she told him to remove his clothes. He had heard stories about the way Romans had used their female slaves, but this was shocking.

He did as he was instructed. Meh had been beaten badly enough for his escape attempts. He could only imagine what the whipping would be for defying the Senator's daughter. He removed his clothing and left it in a pile by the door. He stood there with his head down...law siting her next command.
 
She bit her lower lip again. She had seen the statutes in the city and her tutor had given her basic lessons on the human bodies, but there was something so... appealing about seeing Feroze stand before her in the flesh. He was so nervous and quiet, he didn't answer her questions. She slipped off the sheet, revealing her nude body to him. She was already getting wet looking at him and began rubbing her self. Her nipples got hard and stood up.

"I want you to get hard for me, Feroze. I want to see your manhood erect," she commanded, "while I touch myself." Her hand moved faster and faster between her thighs. "Tell me what you would do to me if you could touch me."
 
Feroze saw her remove the sheet and exposed her firm body. He tried not to make it evident that he was looking at her, but then she started touching herself. He had never witnessed that before. Hen she told him that she wanted him to get hard. That was going to happen whether she told him to or not. Her body exposed to him was making his member grow incredibly hard.

Feroze was hesitant to say anything to her, but was once again concerned about making her angry. "Ma'am..... My hands would move over your wonderful body. I would caress your perfect breasts, and slide my hands down your thighs." He thought for sure his words were going to get him a whipping.
 
Allegra moaned as she listened to her words. She arched her back and started rubbing her clitoris. She was out of breath as she watched him talk about her like that. His manhood looked so big and bulky, much bigger than the marble statutes in the temples in the city. She imagined it plunging into her.

"Oh, don't stop," she said, panting for air. "Tell me what you would do with that big cock of yours," she commanded him as she rubbed herself in tiny circles, her feet clenching as she imagined him touching her.
 
Feroze was extremely worried about what was going to happen. The sight of a beautiful, young woman in front of him had him extremely aroused. That was obviously evident to the Senator's daughter by how hard his cock was. He didn't trust her. He was afraid she would use this against him in some way.

It had been quite some time since he had been with a woman..... there weren't many opportunities for the women and men slaves to be together. Feroze wanted to walk over to he bed and grab he Senator's daughter and have his way with her. He knew he couldn't do that without severe punishment....possibly death.

He was afraid to say anything....unsure of what she wanted to hear, but he was also afraid to keep quite for fear that he would upset her and she would have him whipped. He watched her finger her clit. "Ma'am, I would like your silky lips while my hands moved up to your perfect breasts. After a while I would move up between your legs and slide my hard member into your tightness. I would slowly fill you with it, until I was buried deep inside you. Then, I would slide this big cock in and out of you.....filling you deeper and faster and harder as my hands explored your exquisite body."
 
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