Come in her mouth.
Come on her face.
Your hips jerk and with a cry of pleasure, you come, filling Fabia's mouth with your thick, creamy seed. She sucks on you, her cheeks hollowed as she gratefully gulps down your semen. As your climax subsides, you pull your cock from her lips and stagger back. Atticus quickly takes your place, slipping his cock between Fabia’s lips and groaning as he too fills her mouth with his seed. She swallows his load before reaching for your spent cocks and licking them clean. Satisfied that she has licked away any remaining traces of your seed, Fabia sits back on her haunches, smiling happily up at you both. You all settle down for the night, Fabia sandwiched between you. As you drift off to sleep, you smile, thinking of all the ways you might share Fabia over the coming weeks as you travel back to Gaul.
THE END.
As your balls tighten and you feel your seed rush up your shaft, you pull your cock free of her mouth. Your mouth drops open in ecstasy as the tip of your cock spurts thick ropes of your come over Fabia’s surprised face. She lets out a little cry of glee and grasps your shaft as you groan with pleasure as your orgasm radiates out from your groin. You watch enthralled as she aims your spurting cock at her face, splattering her cheeks, nose and mouth with your thick, creamy semen. As your climax wanes, she gives you a come soaked grin and turns her attention to Atticus. He pumps his cock furiously before lurching forward and with a yell of release, showers Fabia's breasts with his seed. You watch, a fascinated voyeur as Fabia presses her pert breasts together for him as he pumps his spurting cock all over them, splashing his pearly white semen across her chest. When Atticus too has finished, he steps back and you both survey the wanton vision before you. Fabia, on her knees in the moonlight, still holding her small, come splattered breasts together while smiling up at you both, her face dripping with your creamy semen.
"It is good to be free." Atticus remarks.
"That it is." You agree, grinning.
THE END.
You swing the club around Atticus’s head, knocking him out cold, his unconscious body slumping to the floor. Fabia’s eyes widen in surprise, but before she can react, you reach out and grab her, quickly restraining her.
“You treacherous bastard.” Fabia screams furiously as she struggles in your grasp. “You would betray your own kin? I trusted you and yet you would betray us to our sworn enemy?”
“Thank you Titus.” Servilia smiles before calling for the guard.
The guard appears from the villa, red faced and hastily fastening his clothing as he hurriedly crosses the courtyard towards you.
“Restrain her.” Servilia tells him before gesturing towards Atticus’s senseless form. “And come back for him. Send them both to the mines.” He takes Fabia from you and he wrestles with her as she spits and curses.
“And this one?” He asks Servilia, nodding in your direction. She studies you for a moment which seems to last an eternity. You swallow nervously, wondering if, in trusting a Roman, you have made the wrong decision.
“Titus has proven himself loyal to me.” She finally replies. “He will be rewarded.” The guard nods and begins to pull Fabia away.
“Gratitude Domina.” You tell her, your relief palpable.
“You may call me Servilia now.” She replies. “I stand by my words of a moment ago.”
“Cunoiudos!” Fabia spits as the guard drags her away. You flinch at her use of your real name and look at her, seeing the fury in her eyes, her face contorted in pure hatred. “You have betrayed your own people. You have betrayed me. You will burn for all eternity for this!”
“We are a long way from Gaul.” You shrug. “And my name is Titus.” You turn away, hearing her shriek a stream of obscenities at your back as the guard pulls her away. As her cries fade, Servilia moves towards you and you lean into her, your lips meeting, kissing passionately.
“As I said, I honour my promises Titus.” She smiles, breaking the kiss. “I would see your loyalty rewarded and as such as my concubinus, you now stand my equal. Give voice to your desires and see them satisfied.”
“Then perhaps we should retire to our bedroom?” You tell her, raising an eyebrow. Servilia’s eyes widen slightly and she smiles at your confident assertion.
“A desire I also yearn for.” Servilia replies. You cross the courtyard towards the villa, glancing towards the open gate and notice the horse drawn cage that brought you to the villa just a couple of weeks earlier. Inside, Fabia and a now conscious Atticus glare murderously through the bars at you. You turn your attention back to Servilia, who is walking a few paces in front of you, her hips swaying mesmerisingly from one side to the other with each step. You smile satisfied you have made the right choice.
A few moments later, you stand on the balcony overlooking the courtyard. Beyond the villa, the horse drawn cage is already disappearing into the distance.
“Thinking of your companions?” Servilia asks behind you.
“They fade from mind as they fade from view, replaced by a much more enticing companion.” You reply, turning and gazing lustfully at Servilia. She smiles coyly at the compliment. She moves towards you, running her fingers lightly over your chest as she did when you first arrived.
"I am yours to do with as you will." Servilia purrs seductively. "You may take your pleasure in any way you desire."
You nod and gaze at the finely dressed Roman noblewoman, your cock hardening at the thought of so many ways you might enjoy her voluptuous body.
Tear her clothes from her body and take her into the bedroom.
Pull her dress up and take her right here on the balcony.
Servilia gasps as your tear open the top of the dress, revealing her chest, her naked breasts heaving as she pants with excitement. You pull the ripped garment from her body, leaving her completely naked before you, her long red curls falling to the gentle curves of the tops of her breasts. Instinctively she throws one arm protectively across her chest while the other hand shields the coarse red curls between her legs. She smiles coyly and drops both hands to her sides, allowing you to drink in the sight of her. While you have seen her naked before, she was the master and you her obedient slave. This time it is you who are in control and the power is exhilarating.
“In there.” You tell her, nodding towards the bedroom. She nods meekly and obediently walks from the balcony into the bedroom, her round buttocks inviting in the moonlight. As she reaches the bed, she turns and looks at you.
“Do as you will with me.” She tells you, her eyes downcast, subservient, but the slightest hint of a smile at the corner of her lips betraying her true feelings.
“Undress me.” You order her.
“Oh Titus.” She breathes excitedly, reaching for your tunic.
“Dominus.” You correct her, grabbing her hand before she can touch you.
"What?" She replies, looking up at you quizzically.
"You will call me Dominus." You tell her firmly. A little smile crosses her lips, but she quickly recovers and nods submissively.
"As you wish... Dominus." She replies. You release your grip on her hand and she quickly pulls at your clothes until you stand before her naked, your cock rigid and pointing up at the ceiling. Servilia runs her fingers over your aching shaft.
“What shall I do with this, Dominus?” She purrs, her green eyes fixed on your throbbing cock.
Tell Servilia to get on her knees and suck your cock.
Tell Servilia to go to the bed and masturbate while you watch.
Servilia lies on her back, legs spread, her beautiful curvaceous body laid out before you in the pale moonlight shining through the doorway from the balcony.
You watch as her hand slips down between her legs, her fingertips grazing through the red curls of her pubic hair. She stretches her legs wider apart, lewdly displaying herself for you before slipping her fingers inside her sodden slit. Her eyes close and her mouth drops open as she begins to thrust her fingers inside her juicy hole, occasionally pulling out and teasing t
he little nub of her clit. Her eyelids flick back open and her eyes meet yours, her lips curling into a smile as she enjoys your eyes upon her.
"Open that jewellery box next to the bed." She tells you. You spot the wooden, gem encrusted container and open the lid. Your eyes widen as you gaze down at the contents.
"Jupiter's cock!" You exclaim.
"It might well be." Servilia laughs as you pull an ornately carved wooden phallus from the box. The dildo is long and thick and puts even your own large appendage to shame. You pass it to Servilia who eagerly takes it in her free hand, watching you as she lifts it to her lips and swirls her tongue around the bulbous head, leaving it glistening with her saliva. She then withdraws her other hand from between her legs and begins to smear it with her own juices.
"When I was newly wed, I was young and naïve." Servilia explains as she runs her fingers up and down the wooden cock. "While my husband was away, I thought to stay pure. I still had needs to satisfy of course, so I had an artisan carve this monster for me." Servilia reaches between her legs and collects some more of her juices, continuing to apply it to the huge dildo. "I enjoyed using it for a time, but despite it's size, it is no substitute for feeling the warmth of a man against you, to feel him driving his cock deep inside you or taste his seed as he spurts in your mouth. Eventually I simply took a lover and have done so ever since. Still, this is like an old friend and I like to make use of it every so often. Would you like to watch me use it?"
Yes.
No.
You nod dumbly and Servilia grins, sliding the wooden cock down her body, sliding it across her full breasts, past her soft belly and through her red pubic hair. She guides the tip to her moist opening and eases it into herself, her labia stretched obscenely around the wooden invader. Servilia gasps as she eases it deeper inside her. As one hand manoeuvres the dildo, the other reaches down to her pussy, fingers finding her clitoris. She then begins to thrust the wooden cock in and out of her pussy while her fingers rub at her clit. Servilia's eyes are fixed on yours as she pleasures herself. Her eyes drop to your groin and a broad smile crosses her face. You realise that you have taken your hard cock in your hand and are stroking yourself as you watch her masturbate. Servilia's hands move faster and you watch as her moans of pleasure become cries of ecstasy, her back arches and with a final scream of release, she reaches her climax. You watch enthralled as her body convulses, hips jerking as her orgasm radiates out from the wooden cock buried deep inside her. Finally, her body relaxes and Servilia pulls the dildo from her sodden pussy, a blissful smile on her face, before discarding the wooden cock which glistens with her wetness. Her eyes flick open and fix on you.
"Come on me." She breathes, running one her hand across her breasts, while the other continues to play at her sensitive clit. "I would feel your warm seed splashing all over my chest."
Do as she desires and come on her breasts.
Ignore her request and slide your cock inside her.
"I would see you use your fingers." You tell her. Servilia looks mildly disappointed, but discards the wooden cock and smiles up at you as you gaze down upon her from the foot of the bed. Her green eyes lock on to yours as her right hand slides back down her body, her fingers parting her moist labia. Her eyes half close and she bites her lower lip as she alternates from teasing her sensitive clit to dipping her fingers inside her wet hole. Her left hand caresses her left breast, pinching her hard nipple between thumb and forefinger. Her lips part and she lets out a soft mewing sound. Suddenly self-conscious, her eyes flick up to yours and then drop to your groin before her lips curl into a broad smile. You realise with a start that you have subconsciously taken your cock in your hand and are stroking it while you watch her. Servilia quickens her pace, rubbing her pussy while her eyes are fixed on you stroking your cock. Her panting grows louder and more rapid and you know she is closing in on her climax.
"Come on me." She breathes, running her hand across her breasts. "I would feel your warm seed splashing all over my chest."
Do as she desires and come on her breasts.
Ignore her request and slide your cock inside her.
You move to Servilia's left side and stand next to her, stroking your cock while you watch her pleasure herself. She squirms about on the bed as her fingers rub her clit and you know she will come in moments. The excitement of watching this beautiful woman touching herself has you pumping your cock harder and you can feel your balls tightening.
"Yes Titus!" She moans, spurring you on. "You grow close now don't you? Let me feel your warm seed on my soft skin." You groan as she pinches her left nipple and smiles up at you, knowing her words and actions will send you over the edge. You take an unsteady step forward and with a grunt of pleasure and release you feel your thick come rush up your shaft. Servilia squeals with delight as your cock erupts, shooting long ropes of come across her chest. You lean forward, pumping your cock as you spurt your hot come all over the soft, pale skin of her beautiful breasts. Servilia's fingers work furiously between her legs and she suddenly stops, arching her back as she joins you in her own climax. You both moan in unison as your last weaker spurts splatter onto her left breast. Servilia's eyes lock on to yours as her own climax subsides and you both pant for breath. You gaze down at her come splattered chest, your thick creamy seed pooling in her cleavage and grin. Servilia gazes down in wonder at her defiled breasts.
"I feel like Neptune himself has unleashed his load on me." She breathes. "I truly understand why you were dubbed Spurtacus." You gaze in wonder at this woman who so delights in the pleasures of the flesh and smile, anticipating sharing in that pleasure over the coming days, weeks and months. Though you remember what Atticus told you, that she would grow tired of you in time, you know until that day your nights will be full of decadence, debauchery and pleasure.
THE END.
"On your knees." You tell Servilia. She obeys, dropping to her knees in front of you, her green eyes gazing up at you expectantly, her lips pouting. You guide your hard cock to her lips and she parts them, taking you inside, her tongue caressing the underside of your shaft as you slip it into the warm, moist confines of her mouth. Her eyes remain fixed on yours as she closes her lips around you and gently sucks the tip, her cheeks hollowed from the suction. You gasp and reach for her head, running your fingers through her long red hair. You gently move her head backwards and forward and she responds, bobbing her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down your shaft. You groan with pleasure, enjoying watching this wealthy, sophisticated Roman noblewoman on her knees, degraded to sucking your cock like a common whore. You notice that her hand is buried between her legs, her fingers working at her pussy. Far from being humiliated, she appears to be enjoying the experience.
After a few minutes of sucking and slurping on your shaft, she pulls you free of her mouth and gazes at your hard cock for a moment, a little smile on her lips. The bulbous head is angry red, a drop of pre-come on the tip, the shaft glistens all over with copious amounts of her saliva. Your cock aches with need and you thrust your hips forward, willing her to continue. Servilia closes her eyes, her smile growing broader as she rubs your cock across her cheeks and her lips before opening her mouth, her tongue flicking out to collect the little bead of pre-come before sliding down the length of your shaft and lapping at your heavy balls. You groan as her tongue slips and slides over the taut skin of your scrotum, enjoying the delightful sensation of her skilled tongue on your sensitive balls. Her green eyes gaze up at you, studying your reaction as her tongue slithers over every inch of your scrotum. Your balls wet with her saliva, her tongue slides back up your aching shaft before taking you back between her lips, engulfing you once again in the warm confines of her mouth. You gasp as she begins to rock her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down your shaft. She pulls your cock from her mouth, her eyes burning with lust and desire.
"Come on me Dominus." She pleads breathlessly. "Let me feel the warmth of your seed on my face." She immediately
takes you back into her mouth and continues to enthusiastically bob her head on your cock.
Come on her face.
Ignore her request and come in her mouth.
Throw her on the bed and slide your cock inside her.
"Then prepare yourself." You tell her. Servilia immediately slides you from her mouth and begins pumping you with her hand, tilting her head back in anticipation. Her other hand is still busily working between her thighs, her green eyes studying your face as she watches for the warning signs of your onrushing climax. She does not have long to wait and with a loud grunt, you come, your semen rushing up your shaft and erupting onto Servilia's upturned face. She squeals with delight as the first rope of creamy white come splashes across her forehead and the bridge of her nose. She aims your spurting cock lower catching the next across her lips and right cheek. Her mouth drops open and she moans with pleasure, her body trembling as her fingers bring her to her own orgasm. Your cock continues to erupt, your come splattering across her other cheek and then onto her chin and into her open mouth. The last weaker spurts drip from the end of your cock onto the tops of her ample breasts. As your orgasms subside, you smile at each other, both panting as you catch your breath. Servilia's face, covered in your pearly fluids, is quite a sight. She gulps down the come that had landed in her mouth and licks her lips theatrically.
"Magnificent." She grins as you help her to her feet. "Let us rest awhile on the bed. I have a feeling it is going to be a long night."
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