Time Flies (closed danfs)

[BethJones]

Life seemed to be heading in the right direction for Belinda. She had just picked up the keys to a new house with Dean her boyfriend, or rather a long term partner. They had been together for 5 years, the longest relationship she had held down. Being together for that long had led her to think that settling with a house would be the best way forward. After eight months of searching she had finally convinced Dean that this was the house for them.

An old detached property, six bedrooms over three floors, a large garden, driveway and a conservatory. The price was at the top end of their comfort zone and a lot of work needed to be done to turn this into a comfortable modern home. The space had been a big draw as had the potential profit in the resale if they chose to split or move on. Belinda was taking no chances.

There was plenty of space to combine both of their homes into this one house, making moving expensive but less painful as neither had to part with any items. At the end of a tiring day they had both collapsed in a heap in the lounge, waking the next morning to the sound of Dean’s alarm.

Dean had work, and although tired and a little grumpy he dressed and headed out leaving Belinda to unpack a few boxes and begin to settle in. She unpacked putting everything in its place. Being left alone meant she could ‘pack’ some items out of sight, namely the few bits and pieces of Dean’s that she hated. Whilst packing some bits in the loft she came across an old looking box, intrigued she took it out and began to look at what had been left behind.

The box had a few very old newspapers and a couple of old items of jewellery. Amongst the items was an old pocket watch, she listened for the tick, nothing, she shook it and listened still nothing. Assuming the box was junk she took it downstairs and left it on the kitchen worktop.

An hour or so passed as Belinda cleaned the cupboards in preparation for their items. She heard the box tick. Intrigued to see if the watch had started, she opened the lid and took it out. As she pulled it out she caught the button on the top. The world seemed to slow down, then a flash.

As her eyes readjusted she found herself sitting on a stone floor, she looked around realising she was no longer in the confines of her house.

 

[DanFS]

Dean fumbled around on the bedside table to shut off his alarm on his phone.
Eventually he got it but he wasn't best pleased.

Belinda had convinced him to buy the house with her, and he hated to be proved wrong, but after spending all day long moving boxes and furniture from the huge box-van into their new abode, he had to give it to her, this place had plenty of potential.

His whole body still ached and his boss had insisted he go in today, even though she knew he had just moved house.
So, he grudgingly rose from the nice, soft, warm bed, showered and shaved and dressed, before putting the take-away boxes in the bin.

He would find it easier to get breakfast at work, so, he kissed a still-sleepy Belinda, who had promised faithfully to continue unpacking and left for work.

His day was no more exciting than expected and he really didn't understand why his boss didn't want him to take the time off, but he had done everything asked of him, and now he was on his way home.

The drive home, was a new route, but it was pretty straightforward, and he was soon parked on the drive.

He fumbled with the keys, finally unlocking the door after trying two other keys and entered calling for Belinda.
'Strange', he thought, as her car was still on the drive, but there was no answer.

'Had she gone for a walk to the shops, perhaps?'

He reached that conclusion, as the shops were two minutes away and her phone rang on the kitchen counter when he called her, although she always took her phone with her!

He wandered around their new home, marvelling at how much progress she had made, in getting everything squared away.

--- Elsewhere ---


The celebration after the battle for Camulodunum, was in full swing.
Legionnaires of the 7th. Victrix, had been given a fabulous victory feast as thanks for their vanquishing the unruly Britons, and several of the Officers had been given use the of some of the slave girls, in private.

The noise - raucous singing mixed with a woman's screams as she was roughly held down and the poor woman was taken by an even younger soldier who seemed rather well-endowed.

This was the scene which met Belinda when she peeked through the gap in the door, the only barrier between the room she was in, and the orgy beyond.

Some of the other officers were obviously cheering him on, and despite his youth (he looked about 20), he was applying himself fully to the task in hand.

Another soldier, obviously drunk, fell against the door pushing her back, as he all but fell into the room.
He looked confused for a moment, then spoke a few words in a language which could have been Italian, and then using a hand gesture known to this day, to this strange -looking slave girl to masturbate him, presumably as he was the next soldier to force himself upon the unfortunate woman, who had now been tied down onto the table to lessen her struggles.

 

[BethJones]

Belinda looked confused. She was confused on many levels, thirty seconds ago she had been in her kitchen looking at an old watch, now she seemed to be in the middle of a rather rough fancy dress party. She admired the attention to detail that these people had put into replicating their costumes. As the man fell before her she looked horrified, she knew she shouldn’t be here, yet couldn’t explain how she had arrived.

Just as the soldier landed at her feet a hand grabbed her firmly, uttering something at the soldier, whatever it was he walked away quickly. The hand belonged to an older woman, also in a Roman style costume, again speaking in a language she couldn’t understand. Confused and frightened Belinda went with the woman, or rather was dragged behind her to another room. This room was a little calmer, statelier yet still full of people in various stages of undress. As she had been guided forcefully to this room she had noticed the fine mosaic floors, the occasional marble column. Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to replicate this building basing it on a fine Roman Villa. Hushed words were spoken as they stood by the door, a look of concern and a shake of the head from the guard at the door as he walked out and headed back towards where Belinda had been found. The disapproving look convinced Belinda that someone was in trouble, yet it wasn’t her.

She found it strange that no one seemed to be speaking a language that she understood. It was becoming clear that this was some sort of fancy dress sex party, but how had she arrived, why was she here? She put her hand into her pocket and felt the watch, surely not? She thought to herself.

Could this really be a Roman Orgy? The thought churned in her head, it would explain the realism of the costumes and building, an authentic Roam Orgy? She smiled a little to herself the power of the old watch dawning on her. Before she could dwell any longer she was ushered into the room and encouraged to strip. She had no time to think, no time to struggle, her eyes looked around the room, men and woman of all ages a few guards around the edge, she couldn’t escape, if she did where would she go, what would they do?

Belinda’s heart raced, the prospect of stripping off seeming the only option, although given the events of the last room the consequence would mean only one thing, sex. Whilst her sex life with Dean had taken a dip due to the stress of moving she hadn’t envisaged cheating on him. But then this was technically a long time before they had met so it wouldn’t really be cheating… would it?

She wasn’t allowed much time to ponder as the firm hand that had led her to this room was pulling at her jacket and dress. Belinda chose to undress herself, hoping to keep her belongings where she could find them, hoping she would be able to figure a way back home.

Thankfully no one seemed to notice her unusual and none Roman attire, nor the fact her head was covered with bleached blonde hair, whilst her pubic hair was brown. She looked around the room, naked, her slim, tanned, toned body visible to all, her perky 32c breasts bared, she found a place to sit slightly to the side of the room, observing what was happening, avoiding the action for now.

 

[DanFS]

The woman encouraged Belinda to quickly follow her, just as she sat in her state of undress, and seemed not to care about her underwear, strange clothing or the fact she had blonde hair.

If anything, her blonde hair marked her out, as more deserving of the attention of the Officers.

She was roughly escorted into the throng of people, and there seemed to be plenty of pretty young women being ravaged and abused in all manner of ways; certainly judging by the cacophony of noise, there was plenty of good and bad sex taking place here.

The woman was stopped by a black man in a black ornately decorated leather breastplate, with his long silver hair in braids, who gestured at the woman, then over his shoulder.

Then, just as quickly, she was ushered into a chamber beyond, which was a more opulently appointed room.
From the weapons of war, displayed on the walls, and the older men inside, all in their thirties and early forties, they gave the impression of being Commanders and perhaps even the tallest, a distinguished looking man with salt and pepper cropped hair, and a jagged scar down one arm, and a smaller scar running from one eye down his cheek was the General?

The woman had left Belinda alone, it seemed.

The tallest man spoke to her in the same language as the others, but she couldn't understand.
A tin goblet was handed to her, and wine poured into it by another officer.
They spoke to her a few times, seemingly in a few different tongues, but correctly surmised from her apparent lack of understanding that she spoke none of them.

The man who had just poured her the wine, gestured for her to drink. The other men joined her and appeared to be toasting something. Her?
The wine was strong and tart, but obviously potent.

Just as quickly, the nearest man placed his hands upon her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees, where he then opened his toga to reveal a rapidly growing penis.
Even if she didn't understand the language he spoke, what he now demanded needed no translation....

 

[BethJones]

Belinda took a moment to look around the room, she noticed that all of the men were in their thirties and forties, yet all the woman were between eighteen and twenty five, making her the oldest woman in the room.

As she took a moment to scan the room she noticed all sorts of sexual acts taking place. In one corner there was a girl slowly sucking a guy, not too far from them there was another girl laying on her back with a guy lapping at her pussy whilst another girl sucking on her nipples. Another small group where sharing a girl, one was fucking her while she sucked another. There was another man who was being sucked by one girl whist he kissed another. Various guys and girls fucking each other and even a few girls enjoying each other. The room was filled with moans and groans of every sort imaginable, those enjoying it, those in discomfort and those climaxing.

It didn’t take long before Belinda became the focus of some attention. She was handed a goblet to drink from and plied with some of the worst wine she had tasted. As she sipped she knew that soon she would be involved in the activities, there was no going back now. The wine was strong, the smallest sip had her head already spinning. She couldn’t understand a word that was said, but what was there to understand?

A group of men had focused their attention on her, raising a toast. Her heart beat faster as they gathered closer. One held out his hand, encouraging her to stand. As she stood, half under her own steam, but mostly from the firm grip and pull of the man before her she heard gasps, she saw smiles and could only assume they were complimenting her figure as they talked amongst themselves. The man led her slowly to the middle of the room, as if he was showing her off to everyone. Many heads turned as she was paraded to the centre of the room. Was it her or the man leading her that had their attention?

Once in the centre of the room, he pushed her to her knees. As he opened his toga the room was filled with a cheer. Her eyes fixed on the growing cock before her. Her hand reached forward a little cautiously, not entirely sure this was the correct thing to be doing. As she touched his cock, he let out a low moan. She wrapped her fingers around his growing shaft and stroked him. She felt him grow with her touch.

Still not fully erect as she placed her lips onto his tip, she considered whether this was the largest cock she had seen let alone handled. She began to suck on the tip as she worked his shaft with her hands. Working him back and forth increasing her rhythm as she eased a little more into her mouth. As she sucked she felt a soft pair of hands caressing the side of her breasts. She didn’t dare object as she felt the hands cupping her breasts, much to the agreement of the man she was sucking.

 

[DanFS]

A much younger woman, barely out of her teens and she looked young, had been brought into the room, and had started to caress Belinda, as she fellated the Officers.

He was obviously enjoying the sensations she was giving him, as before long, he was grasping her hair, and pistoning his cock in and out of her mouth, forcing Belinda to take his length right time the back of her mouth. Every time she gagged, the other men made approving noises and before long felt the young woman's hands disappear from her breasts and nipples, but before long, the warmth of breath and then a tongue could be felt lapping at her pussy lips. The woman had changed tack, and was now attempting to pleasure Belinda orally as she pleasured the man above her.

Suddenly, the man withdrew his huge cock, and bent down, pushing Belinda's head down to the floor.
He swiftly stepped around behind her, and slowly, deliberately slid the head of his cock into her now warm, and wet, pussy, until she had taken it all.
He started to fuck her, slow and deep, as the young woman pinned beneath them, frantically tried to get Belinda time cum, by clicking her tongue rapidly back and forth across the now exposed nub of her clitoris.

The panting breath of the man could now be heard along with soft moans from the young woman.
The man started thrusting harder into Belinda leaving her in no doubt what was soon going to happen.

 

[BethJones]

Belinda sucked slowly, teasing the man with her tongue, he obviously approved. Her head bobbed slowly back and forth teasing him as he grew in her hands. She felt the soft touch of fingertips replaced with the warm rough sensation of the girls tongue. Belinda’s breasts had been rubbed, sucked, licked and nibbled on by a whole host of men, she was no virgin. But the sensation from the girl’s tender touch was different, it excited her in ways she had never experienced.

Cooing softly around the cock that was in her mouth as the young girl teased her. The vibrations pleased the officer who responded by jamming more of his cock into her mouth. Belinda could handle 7 inches of cock without a problem, nut this guy was big, much bigger than the numerous guys she had sucked.

A wet tongue began to probe her clit and pussy, making her gasp with pleasure, the gasp was recognised by the man who responded by ploughing his cock deeper into her throat. Belinda almost choked as he fucked her throat. The room was filled with cheers as Belinda choked and moaned at the same time.

Gasping for air, her eyes streaming, Belinda fought the orgasm that was building, the tender tongue working her clit with expert skill. The man removed his cock, and pushed Belinda forward exposing her wet slit, it was obvious what would happen next. The man rubbed his cock over her slit before pushing it inside her, although wet from the attention she had been getting, his cock slowly stretched her making her wince with pain.

Thankfully he was slow to start allowing her to adjust, or possible delaying his own climax. Her pussy was tight. It gripped his throbbing cock. He panted harder and louder, Belinda knew what that meant. Where would he choose to cum? She wondered. Just at that point, the young girl moaned sending waves of vibrations through Belinda’s clit, pushing her over the edge. Her body trembled as she started to orgasm, much to the excitement of those watching.

As her body tensed, her pussy gripped the man’s cock harder, giving him no option but to explode inside her. “Yyyyyyeeeessssss,” Belinda groaned as she enjoyed a powerful orgasm on this strangers cock. It took a few minutes for her to calm down from the intense orgasm.

 

[DanFS]

The General had been watching the yellow haired woman sucking Philostes' monster cock, then with the slave girl teasing her, she managed to take most of him into her gullet, and she didn't vomit once!
Yes, she gagged, but he had witnessed his trusted Captain force a slave girl to swallow his phallus, and not let her breathe again before she fainted from a lack of air.
The other officers jokingly called him 'Beast', because of his appendage.

The General had been even more impressed when the woman, who seemed a little older than the other slaves, (she must be the Lady of the House, he assumed) took the beast into her cunt and brought him to climax quicker than any other woman he had seen!

He had to try her for himself, he decided.

As he stepped forward,Philostes had rolled off her and was trying to catch his breath after his huge orgasm.
The General reached down and tilted the woman's face up to meet his gaze.
He was amazed at the way she held his gaze for several seconds, before he nodded with satisfaction.

He would take his pleasure from her body later, in private.
He did not want her too well used!

He gestured to the younger woman, who seemed to understand, and soon her mouth was back on the older woman's lips once more, cleaning her of the cum now oozing out of her well - fucked hole.

As she licked and sucked, yet another officer although not so well-endowed as some of the others, knelt between the slave's spread thighs and after fumbling for a few seconds, thrust his entire length hard inside her, causing her to scream into Belinda's pussy, before being roughly pulled off Belinda and spitroasted by another two officers again.

The older woman from before reappeared, and gently guided Belinda away from the poor woman's muffled screams and back to the room she had found herself in, when she first 'arrived' here.

 

[BethJones]

Still panting from her own orgasm around the man’s big cock, she found herself at the mercy of the young girl again. The young girl soothing Belinda’s aching pussy. After an orgasm Belinda was always very sensitive, the young girl seemed to know this and her tentative laps, pleasured rather than frustrated.

The pleasant sensation was soon replaced by the girls muffled moans and screams as one of the other men started to use her roughly. Belinda flinched a little uneasy with the rough scene now developing. Before she could give it a second thought she was guided back out of the room.

Her heart raced as she seemed to be heading back to the room where she had witnessed another girl brutally fucked by a group of soldiers. The fear was clear on her face, the older woman seemed to enjoy the look, and smiled shaking her head as she led Belinda to the centre of the room.

The room was no empty of unruly soldiers. Belinda was seated in the centre of the room, her hearty still pounding as she wondered what would await her now she was here. Concerned also that her clothes had been left behind, the watch her only hope now in the room she had left behind.

She didn’t have much time to worry about the watch, she was soon distracted by two girls. Both girls in their late teens, slowly edged towards where Belinda was seated. The centre where they now lay seemed to be lit up whilst the edge of the room was much darker. Both girls began to caress Belinda’s body, making her tingle once again. Before long both girls where suckling at Belinda’s hard pink nipples, making her squirm with delight as they teased her.

 

[DanFS]

After a couple of minutes of worshipping her breasts and nipples, one of the girls had stood, and leaned in, to kiss Belinda on the mouth, the other, had slid lower, and before long was easing the tip of her tongue along Belinda's slit, tasting her arousal, and then reaching up to ease a solitary finger inside her pussy, to tease the juices forth, and coat her clitoris with them, swirling her fingertip across Belinda's button.

The one kissing her, moaned into Belinda's mouth, as she took Belinda's hand and placed it upon her own naked breast, inviting the fairer skinned woman to caress her as well.

It seemed that although these two girls were barely out of their teens, judging by appearances, they were accustomed to sapphic love.

The girl between Belinda's thighs had eased a second finger inside her now, and was delving deeper into her juicy cave, seeking out her G spot, it seemed, for as she stroked her fingertip over a certain spot, she felt, as well as heard, Belinda flinch, and gasp, aside the other girls insistent mouth and tongue, and when she did it again, and received the same response, she knew how to bring the older woman off.
It was all just a matter of time.

With her fingers massaging Belinda's aroused pussy, and her tongue becoming more focussed on her clit, the girl kneeling on the floor, moaned herself, as her other hand dropped to her lap, and started to make passes over her on engorged clitoris, as she licked and toyed with Belinda.

The other girl, still kissing Belinda; had started to use her hands to grasp and tease the older woman's larger breasts and nipples, and seemed fascinated with the way they reacted to the gentle torture they were receiving.

The new Master of the House, watched from the shadows - his achingly hard cock needing some relief soon.
He did not recognise the older woman as one of his slaves, but no matter, she was a fine choice, obviously well-fed and healthy.
If she was here due to someone else's generosity, he was not going to complain!

He peered into the shadows around the room, and could not discern another man who seemed to be of a similar standing to himself, so he wondered about her, but soon, he would take his pleasure from her and the other two women himself, if the gods willed it to be so....