Starting down the dark hallway, she turned the corner lost in thought. When the hall continued to turn, she froze, frowning. Had she gone the wrong way?
Suddenly, a cloth came over her mouth and nose. Strong arms trapped her arms at her sides. As she fought to free herself, a strange smell assaulted her senses, and the world got blurry.
And then, everything went dark.
Chapter Three
Lana awoke blinking slowly. Her head spun and confusion filled her mind. She was lying on her side on soft pillows.
She tried to speak, before realizing something covered her mouth. Pulling at her arms, terror swallowed her. Something tied her wrists and ankles. She couldn’t remove the gag in her mouth, because she was tied up.
Moving her head slowly, she glanced around herself. She was in some kind of massive hole. Only, instead of dirt, the bottom of it was lined with pillows and the sides with stones.
Lifting her head, she looked behind her. This can’t be! Lining the walls on the back half of the circular room, Luscinus’ twelve gladiators stood. Naked. Their hands behind their backs.
What in the world?
“She’s awake!” Someone said from above her.
Slowly, she craned her head up.
Chairs lined the hole she was trapped within. Familiar men in togas sat in the chairs, drinking wine, while naked slaves sucked their cocks. Or knelt in front of them, the men buried into them from behind.
Luscinus’ voice came, smug and loud. “Good evening, Lana, how good of you to join us.”
Then men in the seats around him laughed like he’d just said the funniest thing imaginable.
What’s going on?
“After you left, I was… well, irritated that you seemed to oppose a relationship between us so publically and vocally. Especially after witnessing your obvious interest in my slaves. Initially, I thought to humiliate and destroy you. But then I realized that as satisfying as that might be, I could do better.”
Luscinus grinned and pointed to someone behind her. “Adonis, we’d like to see her breasts.”
She sensed motion beside her and started to struggle.
Big, warm hands fiddled with the knot of her dress at the back of her neck.
“Wait!” Luscinus shouted.
Has he realized he’s making a mistake? She looked up at him, desperately hoping she was right.
Instead, a cruel smile twisted his lips. “We have bets to take first.”
As the men above her shouted their bets, all hope died within her.
“My goddess,” a deep voice spoke softly against her ear, tugging down her gag ever-so-slightly. “We are men of honor. We would never take a female against her will.”
Tears stung her eyes. “But that’s exactly what you’re doing.”
“No,” he said, an unexpected harshness to his words. “We had intended to refuse them, even if it would cost us our lives. But then, we learned that when this is finished, they will give you to us as our slave. Things are changing in Capua. There could be no place safer for you than with.”
That can’t be true.
“And so you… you expect me to just go along with this?”
He was quiet for a long moment. “If our master hadn’t forced you here. If the men watching us were gone. How would you feel about us touching you? Tasting you? Having our way with you?”
She shuddered. It is what I’ve fantasized about since first setting eyes on all of you, but reality is different than my fantasies. “Afraid.”
His hot breath came across her neck, and she felt her nipples hardened. “We had imagined that maybe you wanted us too. That if we took you gently. If we made you forget our master and his Roman bastards, that you could accept us. Maybe even enjoy our touch.”
Could I?
“But we won’t force ourselves on you. I will signal my men, and we will attack. We will not make it from our master’s home alive, but we will do all we can to ensure that you do.”
She swallowed. Hard. They’re going to die to protect me?
“Wait.”
She felt him stiffen behind her. “How would this work? If I let you…”
He was breathing faster. “We’ve come up with a word: Gladiator. If you say it, we will stop at once. But if you do not say the word, you’ll allow us to touch you, even while you continue to seem to fight against us. We’ll do our best to appear the rough animals they think we are, while taking you as gently as possible. But if you say that word, no matter what, we all stop. And then? We’ll do anything you ask.”
If I ask him to help me escape, we might all die. But can I simply let twelve giant warriors touch me? With an audience to witness?
The idea humiliated her. And yet, he was right. If she just thought of what it would be like to experience their touch, it made her nervous, but seemed a far better option.
I can do this.
“Alright.”
“Just remember, we’re all putting on a show. Struggle as much as you can. And remember, the word Gladiator. They might believe they have all the control, but you do. One word from you, and they’re dead. I promise you that. We’ll kill them before their guards can kill us.” Then, he pulled her gag back into place.
The hairs on her arms stood on end. I have all the power. With just one word, this stops, and chaos erupts. Just knowing these twelve brave men would sacrifice their lives for her… it made her trust them.
“Adonis! The bets are set. Now, her breasts.” Luscinus shouted drunkenly.
She struggled harder, not even having to fake how revolting she found the thought of the men above her seeing her so exposed. But even so, a second later, Adonis pulled her down onto her knees and yanked her dress down.
The cool air slid over her skin. Her cheeks heated, horrified as the men above her hooted.
A deep voice spoke softly against her ear. “Remember, focus on me. On my voice. On my touch. Not on them.”
Tears prickled her eyes.
“Remove her gag,” Luscinus ordered.
“Act the way they expect you to say,” Adonis whispered. A second later, the foul tasting material dropped to the ground.
What would Lana, daughter of a magistrate say in this moment? And with crystal clarity, she knew.
She inhaled and then let her words flow. “Senator Luscinus, have you forgotten who my father is? Do you have any idea what he’ll do when he learns of what you have done to his only child? Release me at once!”
For a second the men above her were silent, and then their laughter came again.
Luscinus spoke through his. “You’re right, Lana, so we’ll have to make sure he never learns of what we have planned for you.”
Looking up, she met his gaze, despite her embarrassment at her bare breasts. “You are drunk and making a terrible mistake. My father will find out about this, and his justice will be swift and violent.”
“Perhaps,” he said, grinning. “So we should make this well worth the punishment.”
“You cannot—!”
“Replace her gag,” Luscinus said, leaning back and sipping his wine, his smirk still visible over the edge of his glass.
An instant later, the gag was tied around her face once more.
Breathing hard, she stiffened as she felt the soft touch of the gladiator behind her, rubbing her back gently with his large hand. To her horror, his caress against her naked skin sent goose bumps racing along her flesh.
“Now, for the real fun.” Luscinus motioned to a slave, who knelt in front of him, and promptly began to suck his cock. “Touch her breasts.”
Adonis’ slid his calloused hands down her arms as she struggled, then cupped her breasts in a way that was shockingly gentle. When his thumb moved up to circle her nipples, she was breathing harder. She told herself it was purely embarrassment, but deep down she knew she was curious about his touch.
When his thumb brushed her nipples, a jolt went through her body, straight to her womanhood. I can’t—can’t find this arousi
ng. But there was no denying it. She had imagined his hands on her breasts dozens of times as she pleasured herself, and now that it was happening, her body was torn between acceptance and a need to fight her feelings.
He shifted closer behind her, and she was shocked to feel his naked cock press against her lower back. His fingers continued to work slowly, caressing her breasts, then gently pinching them until her nubs were hard.
“I told you men.” Luscinus’ voice was harsh. Cruel. “She likes the touch of these slaves. That is why she refused me. She is a whore.”
She shook her head, squirming in Adonis’ arms, but he continued to hold her tightly, yet gently.
“Cadmus,” Luscinus dug his hands into the hair of the slave that took him deeply in her mouth, “doesn’t her mouth look lonely?”
Her eyes widened. He can’t mean—
“It does if you feel it does, master.” Cadmus answered, his dark eyes locking with hers.
“Well, I think it looks very lonely. Gentlemen?”
“I say it does!”
“And her pussy!”
“And her ass!”
Her heart hammered in her chest. Maybe I shouldn’t have agreed to do this. Maybe I made a mistake.
“Cadmus, why don’t you correct this problem?” Luscinus rocked into the mouth of the woman in front of him. “And if she bites you, break her teeth.”
The blond-haired warrior stalked toward her. As Adonis continued to pluck her nipples, Cadmus knelt down in front of her.
Leaning down close to her ear, he whispered as he fiddled with her gag. “I am sorry. The goddess who speaks for the slaves should not be treated this way. Even though I have spent far too many nights dreaming of my cock buried inside of you, this isn’t how I imagined it.”
She stared at him, shocked yet again by his gentleness.
“May I fill your mouth with my cock?”
Numbly, she nodded.
Tearing off the gag and throwing it to the floor, he stood. His erect manhood was level with her mouth. And it was large. Far larger than the one man she’d sucked on before. Can I really handle him?
He shifted close. The head of his penis brushed her lips, already wet with his precum. He grasped his shaft and pressed it closer. Then, with his other hand, he grasped the back of her head.
Slowly, she parted her lips, and he slid slowly inside, a groan tearing from his throat.
She was amazed by how good he tasted. Salty and manly. Widening her mouth, she took him deeper and deeper until she gagged around his length.
There, he paused, looking down at her as if to be certain.
She met his gaze.
His eyes swirled with desire. And the intense look in his face said he was holding himself back.
He’s waiting for me. It was strange, even on her knees, exposed and vulnerable, she did feel strangely in control.
Very subtly, she nodded.
Drawing back out of her, he plunged back in. As the men hooted above them, she took Cadmus in and out of her mouth. Strangely aroused as he rocked in and out. When his rhythm grew faster and more intense, she sucked as hard as she could.
He came with a groan, filling her mouth with his seed.
She continued to suck him, swallowing his salty cum. Shocked by her reaction to him.
When he brushed the back of her head gently, his eyes half closed, a thrill ran through her. She had just made this big gladiator come. And… and she hadn’t minded it.
Luscinus’ laugh cut through her pleasure. “Do you see how the whore enjoyed a slave’s cock?” The other men muttered around him.
“Focus on us,” Adonis whispered, stroking her breasts.
“Now,” Luscinus continued more softly. “Who wants to see if she can take two dicks at once?”
At once? How could I possibly do that? Her womanhood clenched. I guess I’m about to find out.
~Want to know what happens to Lana and her twelve gladiators? And to see how one night can evolve into a love like no other? Check out Gladiators’ Woman!
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