Rough and Hardcore Erotica

by Natalie Breaks

  The men stared at her and then began to laugh. Hunter helped her off the desk and swatted her bottom playfully. “You don’t know how much you got I think.”

  “I can tell you exactly what I got and in what ratio from each of you. I’m good at math, remember?” Fluids leaked out of every hole. Come stained her belly, her thighs, and her chin. It clung to her ass crack and began to dry in tacky, white patches on her cheek.

  “I will make you a deal,” Hunter said with a mischievous grin.

  Callie asked, “What is it?”

  Hunter said, “If you can solve your mid-term equation I will see to it that you will have to figure out how to fit five of us into those three delightful little holes of yours.”

  Callie grinned. The idea of three had been exciting but five…her belly fluttered with excitement. Her breath held for a moment. “What do I get when I pass the finals?”

  “As much as you want.” Washington said, his deep rumble of laughter filling the room.

  “I don’t know how to work out that math. I might have to…er…do some research on the subject first.”

  “Well, do let us know the results,” Grissom said. “We love to hear all about independent studies.”

  “Yes,” Hunter said and his cock twitched. “We’ll have to set up a meeting and discuss all your independent studies on the subject. Of course, we may have to try to replicate your studies as well.”

  “I think that would be wise,” Callie said with a grin. “You really should always double check the results.”

  “We agree,” Hunter said, his eyes sparkling.

  Hunter had a roll of paper towels in his desk drawer, and a small sink in one corner. They all cleaned up. Callie had to admit that even that was a turn-on. Grissom stroked the soap over her belly and breasts then dipped it between her legs. He said, “We can’t send you back out there with come all over your face, more’s the pity.”

  “That would be amazing, so hot and…” Humiliating in the most sensual way possible. Her body tingled. Being taken by all of them had been pleasurable not just for the feelings they had given her body but for the feelings that had risen up in her as they had done it.

  It was so filthy and erotic! She wished they could get it back up right then. She wondered if the next time she met with them if she should maybe mix them up a Viagra and vodka cocktail.

  Her lust shocked her. She was sore. Sore everywhere and in more ways and places than one but she wanted more. She had a feeling she would be furiously riding the clever little vibrator she’d recently bought for most of the night.

  Thank God she had a private dorm room.

  And extra batteries!

  When she was washed up and dressed again they saw her to the door and she bid them goodnight.

  ***

  After Callie headed out of the office with her perky rump twitching below her skirt Grissom looked at the other men and smiled. “You sure know how to pick them Hunter, I have to give you that.”

  Hunter nodded. “Jesus, who would have thought that she would be so wild? She was amazing, wasn’t she? And so damn smart.”

  “You have got to love a smart woman, and fuck them too.” Washington said. “Give me a smart woman any day. And one that gorgeous and intelligent, holy shit. Now every time I see her I am going to be sporting a giant erection.”

  “Won’t we all,” Hunter said with a fond smile. “I have to admit, she solved it faster than any of the others ever have.”

  “She’s the first one who ever made us a bet too,” Grissom put in. “I cannot wait to hear what she does to conduct her…”

  “Independent research,” Washington said. “Can we keep her as a student forever?”

  “If we can I vote we keep her.” Grissom chuckled. “Moving on. So how’s your student coming along with the problem you gave her Washington?”

  “She’s working on it. It might take her a while.”

  The three men smiled at each other and then Hunter shredded the file neatly into a wastepaper basket.

  Out on the quad Callie, aching all over and so satisfied she could barely keep the smile off her face, saw the guy who’d called her a nerd earlier in the semester standing under a tree talking to a girl she didn’t recognize.

  She drew closer and said, “Don’t believe anything he tells you. He couldn’t get it up unless I slapped his face and peed in a dish so he could drink it. So gross. Jocks, they’re all whacked out from the steroids.”

  His mouth fell open. Callie grinned more widely. He finally sputtered, “Are you kidding me? You’re crazy!”

  “Right, because I was the one drinking pee out of a bowl while I had a high heel stuffed up my asshole.” Her grin widened.

  The girl he’d been talking to made a face and pushed away from him. “Gross,” she said clearly and shook her head. Callie kept walking and the other girl caught up. She looked at Callie and said, “Hey, aren’t you in my Advanced mathematics class? You sit near the front I think.”

  “I do. Did you…is it your drop class?”

  “Hell no. I’m Lisa.”

  “I’m Callie. It’s nice to meet you. He really is a troll, and he doesn’t like smart girls either.”

  “I had a feeling. He kept asking me if I was really nerdy or just sort of nerdy.” She laughed, revealing even teeth behind plushy pink lips. “Who needs guys like that?”

  “Not me,” Callie said.

  Lisa said, “Me either. I just wanted to go to the party because…okay…don’t take this wrong but the hottest girls go to their parties.”

  “You want to be one of the hot girls, I get that. It would be nice to be seen as one of them sometimes,” Callie admitted.

  Lisa started laughing. “No, it isn’t that. I meant they have the hottest girls at their parties. I wasn’t interested in him, I was interested in getting around really hot girls. I hope you aren’t freaked out.”

  “No.” She wasn’t. In fact she was excited. What would it be like to have sex with a girl? Or two? Or three or more? Her panties, already soaked and sticky, went even damper and stickier. “You know what’s sexy? Brains.”

  Lisa laughed. “I agree with you on that one but the girls that are smart don’t pay attention to me.”

  “I’m paying attention to you.” Callie smiled. “I mean I’m never going to be the frat guy party girl but I think I look pretty good. I mean I was not so hot last year…I had to lose some weight and get those braces and glasses off but you know, I think I’m good.”

  “Oh, you are more than good. You’re stunning. I would have talked to you before but I was sure you were already with some stupid jock guy or something. Say, did he really…”

  Callie shook her head. “Sorry. I sort of made that up. He is a major jerk though. He called me a nerd and practically told me to fuck off because smart doesn’t make it into their parties.”

  “Well, they can have their parties, can’t they?” Lisa smiled at her and Callie smiled back. “Do you want to go get some coffee or something?”

  “Callie grinned broadly. “I would love that. A lot.”

  A whole lot. She had a new fantasy playing out on her mind. Lisa’s head between her legs, her tongue stroking her clit like Professor Washington’s had done, a hard dildo in her pussy and her ass.

  Lisa said, “I know this little place right off-campus. Don’t be freaked out but it’s right next to a sex shop.”

  “A sex shop? Do you know, I have never been in one and I have always wanted to go?”

  Lisa said, “Well, this might be your lucky day after all.”

  Callie said, “It is my lucky day. I’m sure of it.”

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 27

  “More slaves?” Taleela exclaimed, striding out into the cool morning air wafting through the outer porch of the opulent marble columned palace. “Does the House of Denarius need even more of these wretched creatures, Barascu?”

  “T
he master wished for this merchandise to be delivered here this night, my Domina.” The bear of a man leading the seven naked young women by an iron chain bowed low. “He purchased them for his great champion, Ganon. One for each night of the week.”

  “That brute from the frozen north… is that all Altus cares about these days?” The mistress of the Denarius Estate fumed. “Ever since he acquired that beast… he has spent even less time here in his own house.”

  “Ganon is a great warrior, my Domina.” Barascu said softly. “The master takes much pride in the glory Ganon brings to the House of Denarius.”

  “I care not.” Taleela snapped, her green eyes flashing. “Take these poor creatures to my personal stables before you herd them with the rest, I will inspect them myself before that animal gets his lecherous paws on them.”

  “As you wish, my Domina.” The huge man bowed again and dragged the cowering girls away.

  Taleela Ignatius, eldest daughter of the senator, Caius Ignatius, and wife of the influential noble Altus Denarius, watched the seven hapless women being herded along. One among them, a blue eyed, blonde, pale of skin and soft of body, caught the tall redhead’s eye. That one would not last long as a slave meant to satiate the lust of brutal gladiators. She exhaled deeply and strode off in the direction of the stables that were allotted to her personal chariots. Two tall, well-built women carrying heavy cudgels followed her in.

  “Leave us.” She commanded the man awaiting her as she walked into the hay strewn, mold covered grounds.

  Barascu bowed, deftly catching the small pouch of gold she tossed at him, and briskly walked away, leaving his cargo at her mercy.

  “I am Taleela Altus Denarius, Domina of the House of Denarius.” She coldly addressed the seven young women, her hands firmly resting on her curvy hips. “Upon a whim I can have you all slain this instant. My word is law.”

  A few of the captives whimpered, one, dark haired and taller than the rest, stared at her boldly. The blue eyed blonde she had earlier noticed, pressed her dimpled chin to her chest and stared at her feet, breathing unevenly.

  “You… and you.” She pointed at the two. “Step forward.”

  The dark haired one stepped up defiantly but the blonde shuffled hesitantly.

  “What is your name?” She demanded of the dark haired one.

  “I am Alexia of Gaul.” The tall woman in chains replied with pride.

  “You show me no respect, woman of Gaul.” Taleela stared coldly into her eyes.

  “You must earn it, woman of Rome.” Alexia’s grey eyes shone with defiance.

  “I will.” The Roman noblewoman smiled briefly, turning her attention to the blonde. “And you, what is your name, little one?”

  “I… I… Milaca… of… of Anglos, my Domina.” The terrified girl stared at Taleela’s sandaled feet.

  “Anglos, far away from across the great sea… and well bred too.” Taleela smiled at her and turned to her twin bodyguards. “Remove her shackles and bring her to my chambers, but before that help me earn the Gaul’s respect.”

  The two hefty armed women fell upon Alexia, clubbing her with their cudgels several times as Taleela walked away with a laugh. Milaca shook with fear, as did the other five watching their fellow captive being brutally bloodied.

  “You will learn your place her, wretch.” One of the armed bodyguards spat at the semi-conscious Alexia. “Had you insulted the master, your skin would be peeled off your body. Domina is much too lenient.”

  *-*-*

  “My… my Domina?” Milaca all but whispered as she stood by the curtained doorway of the lavish interior that opened up to Taleela’s private chambers.

  “Ah, my beauty from Anglos.” Taleela looked up from her wooden bath tub filled with scented water and rose petals. “Come in.”

  The blonde walked slowly up to the centre of the room, keeping her eyes on the smooth stone floor. Two other women were in the room, not the Domina’s twin bodyguards, but more like her personal attendants.

  “Milaca, you serve me now.” Taleela smiled. “Your master has graced me with the gift of you.”

  “I… I shall do my… best, Domina.” The young girl replied shakily.

  “Of course you shall.” Taleela smiled sweetly. “Anything less is punishable.”

  “Yes, my Domina.” Milaca’s eyes were glued to the base of the tub.

  “Now come, disrobe yourself and come in here to bathe me.” The Domina of Denarius beckoned.

  “I… I… yes, my Domina.” The blonde shyly dropped her hastily adorned rags and looked around apprehensively.

  “Don’t keep me waiting, my dear.” Taleela said impatiently, splashing water around playfully.

  The young blonde gingerly stepped into the tub of warm water, instantly feeling the relief in her tired limbs. Days of travel in chains across wild country and slave markets had left her all but barely alive. She considered herself fortunate to have been picked by the lady of the house. Fears of being raped and ravaged by brutal men had plagued her mind ever since she was captured from the lovely green glens of her lush homeland.

  “Leave us.” The noblewoman commanded the other two slaves and turned her attention to her new toy.

  Milaca stared at the fragrant petals floating on the soothing waters, terrified at the prospect of being alone with such a powerful woman. Her delicate skin had Goosebumps rising all over, in spite of the warm fragrant water.

  “Have I earned that Gaul slave’s respect?” Taleela suddenly asked, making the blonde cringe.

  “I… I…” She stammered, a cold chill creeping up her spine.

  “Did you see Liana and Luisa instill some respect in her? A lovely pair, are they not? Gifted to me by Claudius of Pompeii at the last Autumnal Festival.” Taleela laughed, splashing water playfully around her. “Was the Gaul’s blood as red as mine and yours?”

  “I… my Domina, I… yes, her blood was red.” Milaca shivered despite the comforting warmth of the water.

  “I have earned your respect, haven’t I?” The green eyed, redhead grinned at her hapless companion. “And if I ever stand to lose that respect, perhaps my protective twins can earn it back.”

  “Never, m-my Domina.” Milaca’s eyes welled with tears as she pictured the two brutal women waving their heavy, metal studded cudgels.

  “Oh, I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Taleela purred, lifting up the pretty blonde’s head by her chin and staring into her blue eyes. “Obey me without question and the rewards will be great.”

  “Yes, my Domina.” The young blonde’s voice wavered as she felt the roman’s hands slither all over her naked body under the water.

  “Excellent, my pretty.” Taleela whispered, her lush red lips almost brushing Milaca’s dry cracked ones. “Here, under my care, you will learn that a woman does not require only a man to satisfy her needs.”

  Milaca’s blue eyes went wide as the other woman stuck her long slippery tongue into her mouth and her slender, yet strong, hands grabbed and squeezed her pert young breasts hard. She couldn’t help moaning aloud as a perverse sense of pleasure rippled through her young body. Her sheltered life in the family farm told her nothing of the pleasures the world outside had to offer. Her youthful body shook with fear and longing at the same time, and her subservient mind dutifully gave in to the older woman’s advances.

  “Oh, my beautiful Anglos.” Taleela moaned as she slipped her hand between the young blonde’s thighs. “So soft and tender.”

  Milaca grew bolder, slowly spreading her legs and giving more access to her mistress. Taleela welcomed the opportunity and guided her blonde slave’s slender hand over her own moist arousal. The warm water heightened their pleasure as the two women drew ever closer, their smooth bodies gleaming in the scented water and oil.

  “My Domina.” A deep voice sounded outside the curtained doorway.

  “Who dares disturb my bath?” Taleela looked up in annoyance at the sound of the familiar voice.

  “It is I, Antonius, keep
er of the House of Denarius.” The voice softly replied.

  “What manner of urgency makes you impede my bath, Antonius?”

  “The master, my Domina.” The old housekeeper kept his voice low. “The master wishes you to accompany him at the games this eve.”

  “I have no interest in witnessing great oafs and animals fight for their lives.” Taleela arrogantly dismissed the notion.

  “The master wishes you by his side.” Antonius persisted. “His eminence, Senator Tiberius of Capua, is in attendance and the master desires your presence for the games and the feast.”