Spurtacus

by Callista Hawkes

  "As you wish... Domina." You tell her, returning control to her and smiling as you wonder what debauchery she has in mind for you for the rest of the night.

  THE END.

  "No, you will drink of me." You tell her harshly. She slides your cock from her lips again, looking subserviently up at you.

  "As you wish Dominus." She tells you.

  "I did not tell you to stop." You reply, sliding your cock back into her mouth and grasping her long red hair in both hands as you guide the pace of her slurping lips. She lets out a stifled moan from around your cock and for a fleeting moment, you wonder what she was saying. You find out a moment later as her body trembles and her stifled moans grow louder. Her finger movements between her legs grow staccato and you hold her head gently in your hands, her eyes full of passion as her climax washes through her. As her orgasm fades, she resumes sucking your cock, her mouth moving with greater urgency. Her own climax becomes the catalyst for your own and you let out a long groan of pleasure as your cock erupts into her waiting mouth. She slurps and gulps as she greedily swallows your thick creamy come, her eyes fixed on yours as your hips jerk with each spurt. The last of your come sucked from your spent cock, Servilia sits back, letting you slip from her lips.

  "Did you enjoy tasting me?" You ask her, helping her to her feet.

  "Yes Dominus." She replies, eyes downcast subserviently. You reach for her right hand, raising it, finding the fingers still glistening with her juices. You raise them to your lips and lick them clean, enjoying the taste of her.

  "We will rest a while and then perhaps I shall taste of you." You tell her thoughtfully.

  "I should enjoy that Dominus." Servilia replies, lying on the bed, illuminated by the moonlight shining in through the open doorway to the balcony, her voluptuous body looking ever more the likeness of Venus herself. You join her on the bed, Servilia pressing her body against you, her soft breasts pressed against your chest while her lips seek yours. As you kiss her, you enjoy the irony that amongst your most hated of enemies, you have found your perfect lover. You smile to yourself, anticipating a night of bending Servilia to your every sordid whim and knowing she will enjoy it every bit as much as you.

  THE END.

  "No." You tell Servilia. "I want to come inside you. I'm going to fill you with my Gaul come." Servilia barely suppresses a smile before nodding submissively and bending over the end of the bed.

  "Fuck me Dominus." She tells you, gazing lustily over her shoulder at you. You move behind her and guide your saliva slick shaft to her wet pussy, pressing the tip to her labia and sliding deep inside her. She lets out a guttural moan of delight as you fill her with your length. You grasp her hips and begin to thrust into her.

  "Do you like my Gaul cock inside you?" You hiss.

  "Yes!" Servilia gasps, thrusting back against you.

  "Better than the small, limp Roman cocks you are used to?"

  "Yes! Yes!" Servilia screams. "Fuck me with your big cock Dominus." You reach for her mane of tousled red hair, gasping a handful and pulling on it. Servilia groans with pleasure as you tug her long hair while continuing to pound into her.

  "Oh Dominus, you're going to make me... ahhhhhhh!" Servilia's body trembles as you bring her to her climax, her body slumping forward onto the bed, the muscles inside her pussy convulsing around your hard cock. You continue to slide into her as she quivers in ecstasy. As her orgasm subsides, she looks over her shoulder at you, her face flushed and glistening with perspiration.

  "I want to ride you." Servilia tells you. "I want to look in your eyes as you fill me with your seed."

  Lie on the bed and let her ride you.

  Guide your cock to her arsehole.

  "Then ride me." You tell her, pulling out of her sodden hole and lying on the bed. Servilia quickly joins you, sitting astride you and grasps your shaft, lowering her pussy back onto your aching cock. She smiles happily as she slips you back inside her, leaning forward, her hands on your chest. She begins to ride you, rocking back and forth, her large breasts bouncing up and down just in front of your face. You groan with pleasure and grasp her buttocks in your hands, enjoying the feel of the soft flesh as she slams down on your cock. You slide your hands up her sides, cupping her breasts, your thumbs teasing her erect nipples.

  "Come inside me." She tells you. "I want to feel you fill me with your thick seed."

  Her words combined with her vigorous riding send you rushing headlong towards your climax. With a roar of release and ecstasy, you grasp her hips and explode deep inside her, your body bucking beneath her as your cock pulses again and again, spurting deep inside her, filling her pussy with your come. Servilia's green eyes remain locked on yours, her lips curling into a smile as she watches you climax. As soon as your orgasm subsides and you relax, Servilia pulls off you and takes your wilting cock into her mouth, wantonly slurping and sucking at it until she has cleaned it of every last trace of your combined juices. You gaze down in wonder at the insatiable sex goddess as she crawls back up the bed and rests her head on your chest as you both catch your breath. You remember what Atticus said about a gilded cage still being a cage, but as you gaze at Servilia's beautiful, curvaceous body pressed to yours and imagine the pleasures in store, you smile, deciding that if the price is your freedom, you can learn to live with it.

  THE END.

  You ignore her, instead pulling your cock from her sodden hole and guiding the tip to her puckered anus. Servilia flinches and looks over her shoulder at you, her green eyes wide with surprise.

  "Please Dominus, not there." She pleads, though you can feel her pressing back against the bulbous head at her tight opening.

  "Yes." You tell her. "I'm going to slide my thick Gaul cock inside your tight Roman arsehole."

  "You will tear me in two." She tells you, reaching between her legs and smearing her own juices into the tight knot of her arsehole. You feel her relax and you both gasp as the tip of your cock pushes past her tight sphincter.

  "You are so big." She groans, pushing back on you, your thick cock pushing further inside her tight back passage until you sink all the way into her. "I feel so full." She reaches back between her legs and begins to rub at her clitoris, occasionally reaching back further and dipping a couple of fingers inside her now vacant wet pussy. You begin to pump your cock inside her, her sphincter clenching the base of your shaft, her rectum hot and tight around your cock. You moan with pleasure as you enjoy the unique sensation of your cock buried deep inside Servilia's arsehole. You can feel your climax building as you pound into her.

  "I'm going to come." You tell Servilia through gritted teeth.

  "Yes Dominus." She moans, her fingers working furiously between her thighs. "Yes, come deep inside me. Fill my tight arsehole with your creamy seed."

  You roar in ecstasy as you feel the come rush up your shaft and explode deep within Servilia's bowels. Your cock pulses inside her as you spurt again and again until your balls have been emptied into her clenching hole. You pull your softening cock from her and you both collapse on the bed, panting as you catch your breath.

  "That was magnificent." Servilia breathes, smiling at you as she rests her head on your chest, her curvy body moulding itself to yours.

  "I'm glad you enjoyed it... Domina." You reply. Her green eyes gaze into yours for a moment, an eyebrow raised at your use of the honorific.

  "Rest now Titus." She tells you. "My arse feels sore and I may yet have you kiss it better as penance."

  "I am yours to command." You reply subserviently before smiling at her.

  "Yes you are." She replies, returning your smile. You gaze at Servilia's beautiful curvaceous body, illuminated by the moonlight coming through the open door from the balcony and look forward to whatever debauched pleasures she has planned for the rest of the night and for the nights to come.

  THE END.

  You bend Servilia over the balustrade on the edge of the balcony and lift up the back of her dress, exposing her plump buttocks, pale i
n the moonlight. You caress her cheeks with your hands before quickly throwing off your clothes and guiding your throbbing cock to her wet slit.

  "Do it." Servilia hisses. "Fuck me Titus."

  "Dominus." You tell her.

  "What?" She replies, looking over her shoulder 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 immediately thrust your cock deep into her soaking wet pussy. She gasps as you begin to pound into her, her hands gripping the balustrade to brace herself against your thrusts.

  "Yes Dominus." She moans loudly into the courtyard, apparently unconcerned as to who might overhear. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Make me come!" You grip her hips and ram your cock deep inside her, her buttock cheeks rippling with each thrust. Her moans become groans, her body tenses and she arches her back, screaming into the night as she reaches her climax. You keep your cock buried deep inside her as her pussy spasms around you. As her orgasm wanes, she looks breathlessly over her shoulder at you, her face damp with perspiration, a wild lust in her green eyes.

  "What will you do with me now Dominus?" She asks you.

  Continue to slide your cock in her pussy.

  Pull out and guide your cock to her arsehole.

  You slide your cock, slick with Servilia's juices and guide it to between her arse cheeks. She flinches as the tip touches her puckered hole, looking over her shoulder at you, a mixture of excitement and trepidation in her eyes.

  "I will be gentle." You assure her, breaking from your role momentarily. Servilia nods.

  "Do it." She tells you.

  "I didn't ask for your permission." You snarl, applying pressure on her tight hole. Servilia gasps as her sphincter relaxes and the tip of your thick cock slips inside her tiny passage. She then lets out a long, drawn out groan as you slowly sink your entire length into her tight hole.

  "Ughhh, I feel so full." She breathes. "Fuck me Dominus. Fuck my tight little arse and fill it with your seed." You smile, enjoying Servilia's subservience and begin to slide in and out of her, gently at first and then faster and harder as her anus stretches around the thick intruder. Your own groans of pleasure join hers as after only a few minutes you feel a tightening in your balls.

  "I'm close." You warn Servilia.

  "As am aaaiii!" She cries out, her body jerking around your cock, her arse clenching your shaft tightly and sending you over the edge. You grasp her hips and ram your length into her one last time before you too reach your climax, your seed rushing up your shaft and erupting deep inside her bowels. Her clenching sphincter milks the come from your cock. Your bodies, damp with perspiration tremble together as you both relax, your simultaneous orgasms subsiding. You pull your softening cock from her arse and turn her to face you, her dress falling back into place. Her breasts heave as she catches her breath and her face is aglow.

  "That was incredible." She smiles, kissing you before turning and walking from the balcony towards the door to the bedroom. "Let's go into the bedroom and rest a while. I don't think we will be sleeping this night."

  "As you wish... Domina." You grin. She glances over her shoulder at you and returns your smile. You can already feel your cock stirring as you anticipate what she might have you do to her next.

  THE END.

  You keep your cock buried deep inside her.

  "I'm going to come inside your wet Roman pussy." You whisper into Servilia's ear. "I'm going to fill it with my Gaul seed."

  "Yes Dominus." She replies excitedly. "Fill me with your thick come." You thrust inside her for a few moments before pulling your cock from her. She turns to you, confused as to why you have stopped. You smile and guide her to a nearby bench on the balcony and lie on your back on it.

  "Ride me." You tell her. "Ride me like the Roman whore you are."

  "As you wish Dominus." she nods submissively and stands astride you, pulling her dress up as she lowers herself onto your erect cock. You guide it back inside her and she sinks down on you. As she begins to bounce up and down on you, impaling herself on your shaft, you reach up and caress her large, pendulous breasts through the thin material of her dress. She moans with delight, reaching up and pulling the front of the dress down, her breasts springing forth in the moonlight. You crane your head forward and Servilia leans forward to meet you, offering her breasts to you. You kiss each in turn, sucking each of her erect nipples into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them. She throws her head back, moaning in the night, cradling your head against her breasts as she continues to ride you with wild abandon. You pull your face from her cleavage and reach for her, your fingers sliding through her long, red hair as you pull her towards you. You press your lips to hers and your tongues dance over one another as you passionately kiss. Servilia moans into your mouth and you know she is close. You grasp her hips and meet her thrusts with your own, driving your cock deep inside her. With a long, guttural moan, Servilia reaches her climax, her body trembling as she comes, her pussy convulsing around your thick shaft. Her climax sends you over the edge and you explode deep inside her, your loud grunts of pleasure joining her own cries as she writhes on top of you. You groan as your hips buck beneath her as your cock pulses again and again until both of you sated, she collapses on top of you, her face flushed and moist with perspiration, both of you breathless.

  "I feel as though I have rode Jupiter himself." Servilia breathes in your ear, before climbing off you, her dress falling back into place. She pulls the neckline back up over her breasts and smoothes it down, but her dishevelled look, her hair tangled, her face flushed with exertion, belies her usual stately appearance. She leans forward and kisses you before turning and walking from the balcony towards the door to the bedroom. "Let's go into the bedroom and rest a while. I don't think we will be sleeping this night."

  "As you wish... Domina." You grin. She glances over her shoulder at you and returns your smile. You can already feel your cock stirring as you anticipate what she might have you do to her next.

  THE END.

  A few hours later, you awake in the slave quarters to the sounds of a commotion. You stretch and sit up looking for the source. You notice that a new slave girl has arrived and seems to be fending off Otho, one of the other slaves, a short, stocky man. He is a few years your senior and you get the impression what he lacks in wits he makes up for in brute strength. He seems to be trying to pull her clothes off. You quickly get to your feet and run over pushing him to the ground.

  “Get off her!” You snarl. Otho reels away in surprise before regaining his composure.

  “I claimed Fabia.” He tells you. “You can use her after I’ve had my turn.”

  “Animal!” You spit. “You touch her again and I’ll kill you where you stand.” Otho eyes you malevolently, but backs away. You turn to the slave girl, your eyes widening in recognition. It is the younger sister of one of your friends from Gaul. She is a slight girl in her mid twenties with a pale complexion common to your land. Her blonde hair hangs down nearly to her waist and while most of it is loose, there are several long plaits amongst the wild strands. She starts when she recognises you, but her blue eyes burn with fury and she doesn’t acknowledge that fact.

  “I didn’t need your help.” She tells you hotly. “I’d have ripped his balls off before he got anywhere near me.”

  “I’m sure you would have done.” You smile sardonically, leading her to your corner of the room and sitting down. Her eyes narrow slightly before she smiles, her temper cooling.

  “It’s good to see a familiar face.” She tells you, throwing herself down on the ground next to you. “And I appreciate your help even though it wasn’t required.”

  “You haven’t changed a bit have you?” You grin.

  “Not in the slightest.” She says, staring vindictively across the room at Otho. “A caged lion is still a lion. Just ask the Christians in the Coliseum.”

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nbsp; “Still struggling with your self esteem then?” You quip. “Your new friend, Otho called you Fabia. I guess this is your new given name?” She nods.

  “Roman pigs. After the battle in Gaul, the Romans came into the village. I was rounded up with a few of the others and sent here to Rome to work as a slave. As if that wasn’t enough, they add further insult by taking my name and giving me a Roman one, so yes, I am now known as Fabia.”

  “A similar tale of woe for me.” You tell her. “I am now known as Titus.”

  “Titus?” She pulls back, studying you. “It actually suits you.” Fabia leans her head against your chest and you put an arm around her. You feel the tension leave her body as she relaxes and soon drifts off into a deep sleep.

  You awake again some time later. Night has fallen and the room is pitch black. Apart from a gentle snoring from one or two of the other slaves across the room, all is quiet. You are lying on the floor and can feel the comforting warmth of Fabia pressed up against your back, her arm thrown over you. Your sleep addled mind wonders what woke you when you realise that Fabia’s hand is wrapped around your cock. Though the slaves’ quarters are in complete darkness and you can see nothing, your remaining senses seem heightened. You can feel her small, pert breasts pressed into your back and hear her soft slightly elevated breathing, her warm breath on your neck as her hand continues to stroke you. As her fingers glide up and down your engorged shaft, you are in two minds whether to roll over to face her, or let her continue.

  Roll over and face Fabia.

  Let her continue to stroke your cock.

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