by Fey, Lilly
“Captain! Be sure to not insert any fingers into her! I don’t want anything in there before me”, the Emperor stammered.
The Captain pulled away from Lucilla’s pussy and replied, “Yes, Casear”, and then hungrily placed his mouth back onto Lucilla’s core.
Lucilla could feel a familiar stirring at her center as his tongue teased her hard aching clit. He then started to lap up her juices up along her folds, trying to lick up all her wetness.
She threw her head back in painful pleasure, she didn’t know how much more she could take. She wanted to put her hands through his hair and move her hips along his mouth, but she knew couldn’t. She couldn’t show that she was enjoying his mouth on her. She couldn’t show the Emperor that having the Captain’s mouth on her pussy was the best feeling she’s ever experienced. Desperate to hold onto the Captain, Lucilla grasped onto the sides of the table instead.
The Captain’s grip on her thighs tightened as his tongue danced between her wet folds. His mouth went back to suckling lightly on her clit while his tongue fluttered at her wet lips.
Lucilla’s cheeks flushed hot red while she felt a familiar tingling permeating from her wet core.
“Captain, I believe that is good enough.”
The Emperor’s words brought them both back to reality. But before the Captain broke away, he stayed latched onto to Lucilla’s clit for a second longer and then licked her entryway one last time before stepping back.
The Captain glanced up and bowed as the Emperor walked past him and placed himself back between Lucilla’s legs.
Breathless and in a daze from having the Captain’s mouth between her legs, Lucilla barely had time to process what was about to happen. Before she was able to protest, she felt what could have only been the Emperor’s cock start to slowly slide snuggly inside of her.
Lucilla gasped from the intrusion and made a feeble attempt to pull away, forgetting that she had hands firmly planted on her thighs to keep her in place. Her attempt to pull away only made her body move slightly up the Emperor’s shaft and then slide back down onto it, forcing all her weight down onto his cock.
The Emperor’s breath caught with her movement.
“Oh yes…this is…very nice,” he muttered breathlessly as he started to slowly pump into her.
Lucilla looked to the ceiling and closed her eyes. She wanted to ignore the pulsating cock that was sliding in and out of her but she couldn’t. Having the Captain lick her to the point of almost reaching the edge was too much for her, now she could feel that her body actually welcomed the Emperor’s cock inside of her. She felt herself tighten around the Emperor’s shaft as he continued to thrust inside of her.
“Oh my dear…you are so very…tight, aren’t you. I’m glad to see…you are more cooperative.” He panted while he began to pound harder into her.
Lucilla opened her eyes and saw the Emperor lick the sweat off his lips while staring down between her legs intently. She then felt him slow his pace and almost slide out of her altogether. She could feel the walls of her pussy trying to hold onto his cock as it was retreating. Lucilla moaned and felt her hips involuntarily reach for his cock.
Caesar chuckled and looked to the Captain, “I must say, Captain, this girl’s body was made for fucking. You did very, very…well!” The final word the Emperor said he yelled out loud as he re-entered Lucilla and filled her to the hilt.
Lucilla screamed out in shock as she felt all of the Emperor inside of her. The Captain stared ahead, not looking at either the Emperor or Lucilla.
The Emperor then grabbed onto her bent knees for support and proceeded to pound almost manically. Lucilla wanted this to end, but she grasped tightly to the table as she felt a wave of tingling warmth surge through her core.
Lucilla found herself getting lost in the Emperor’s rhythmic pounding when she heard the Emperor mutter under his strained breath, “Captain, I want…her to cum. Please assist with that…”
Her eyes shot up to the Captain and found him looking at the Emperor and then glanced down at her. His eyes barely stayed on her for a second before he looked back to his liege and bowed formally.
As the Emperor continued to thrust his cock into Lucilla, the Captain moved towards her chest and almost mechanically lowered his head.
“Please…don’t…” Lucilla whispered under her breath so that only the Captain could hear. She wasn’t sure why, but a part of her wanted to keep the Captain’s touch separate from the Emperor’s. She didn’t want him to be a part of what was happening at that moment.
The Captain paused only for a moment, but then his lips latched onto her erect nipple. As he began to suckle and lap at her hard sensitive nipple, Lucilla threw her head back unable to contain the pleasure. Having the Captain’s mouth licking and sucking on her nipple while the Emperor’s cock was pounding her wet pussy was too much.
Feeling the Captain’s tongue teasing her nipple while his hand gripped hungrily at her breast, Lucilla could feel the walls of her core tightening around the Emperor’s cock.
“Yes, Captain, yes…that’s more like it,” the Emperor panted.
The Emperor continued to pump into her, while her body milked his cock. Lucilla felt her face flush with heat as her aching pussy begged for release.
Sensing her need, the Captain lowered his hand down her stomach until it reached her swollen clit. Careful not to disrupt the Emperor, the Captain began to gently rub and caress her aching nub while his mouth remained latched on to her nipple.
Lucilla cried out in surprise and pleasure. All her senses were in shock and her body felt like it was on fire. The Captain’s touch was too much to bear while the Emperor continued to thrust into her.
The warm tingling feeling that was building inside of her center suddenly became a powerful wave of electricity that was released all throughout her body. She felt her entire body tighten and pulsate around the Emperor’s member. Lucilla grabbed onto the Captain’s head and threw her head back while she screamed in pleasure.
The Emperor’s thrusts became shortened and erratic. Lucilla could feel his cock getting harder while her swollen walls convulsed around him. With little noise and a sheen of sweat plastered to his face, Lucilla felt the Emperor cum inside of her. The Emperor sucked in his breath as if he was in shock while his large overweight frame spasmed. She could feel the warmth of his seed spilling inside of her.
While panting and trying to catch his breath, the Emperor mumbled, “That was…very nice. Thank you, Captain, for…your assistance”
Not realizing that Lucilla was still holding the Captain’s head to her chest, she quickly pulled her hand from his hair and abruptly looked away. She was still in a haze but as her mind cleared, fury and a hint of shame started to surface.
As the Captain raised himself up he bowed formally to the Emperor in acknowledgment. The Emperor then looked down to Lucilla and casually slapped her leg in appreciation, “That was very nice, my dear. Things vastly improved when you started to cooperate, wouldn’t you say?”
And with that the Emperor slipped out of Lucilla and began to adjust himself. This was too much for Lucilla to take. All shame disappeared and now all she could feel was her anger coming to a boil.
“How da –!”
“My Liege, what would you like us to do with the girl now?” the Captain interrupted without even noticing or caring what Lucilla had to say. She felt his hold on her leg tighten to an almost painful point and that caught her off guard long enough for the Emperor to respond.
The Emperor shrugged and off-handedly responded, “Do what you will. If you’d like, you and your men can have your way with her and then do what you will.”
Lucilla couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Total panic and fear gripped onto her throat and chest. She thought that this was it? She thought she was just going to be servicing the Emperor and then she could go? What did this mean? Unfortunately, she knew exactly what this meant and the very thought of it scared her to death.
Lucilla heard a grunt and looked up at the Corporal who was leering at her in appreciation and approval from the Emperor’s suggestion.
“You’re too kind, my liege,” the Captain with another deep bow.
“No…no…I thought…this was it? I thought…I could go home now!” Lucilla yelled frantically. Everyone ignored her and continued talking, although the Captain’s hand squeezed her leg a bit harder, undoubtedly to shut her up. This only infuriated her more.
The Emperor nodded and then glanced down at Lucilla once more.
“I did enjoy you very much”, he said as his eyes lingered on her slick center. He then brought his finger to her dripping lips and casually slid his finger in between her folds. Still extremely sensitive, Lucilla gasped. He then abruptly slipped his finger out and off-handedly licked his finger.
“Alright then, I am off. Thank you, gentlemen”
And with that the Emperor turned and left the room with his armed escort following.
“Get your hands off of me!” Lucilla screamed, while trying to wiggle her way out of the stirrups.
“I said, get off!!”
Still holding Lucilla in place, the Captain looked over at the Corporal, “Release her. There’s no need to hold her down now.”
The Corporal smirked and replied, “I don’t know, Captain. She looks like she might be a handful, we might need to hold her down if we want to get all our fun out of her”
At this Lucilla froze and stopped fighting to be freed and just stared at the Corporal with a mixture and fear and disgust. The Corporal’s hand then moved from her leg to the center of her thighs.
Before Lucilla could even let out a scream in protest the Captain grabbed the Corporal’s arm and shoved it away. He looked up at the Captain in shock and a hint of annoyance.
“What are you doing? You know we are both on duty,” the Captain snapped.
“That’s alright. It would only take a minute, Captain. We can have a little bit of fun with her first before the rest have at her,” the Corporal continued to reach for Lucilla.
“I said stand down, Corporal!”
The Corporal met the Captain’s gaze for a lingering second and then stepped back to attention.
“Yes, sir!”
The Captain relaxed and looked down to Lucilla, who was a bit frozen in fear.
“You may get up now.”
Lucilla immediately covered whatever part of her body that she could with her robe, but was having trouble getting out of the stirrups.
“Thanks so much,” she muttered sarcastically as she continued to try to dislodge her leg from the contraption. The Captain moved to help, but she grunted her protest as soon as he attempted to assist. The men continued to look on in silence as she jerked her legs free. She jumped off the table and defensively looked at the men.
“What’s going on? I thought I would be released now?”
“No, not yet,” the Captain replied curtly.
“You have a few more people to tend to, dearie,” the Corporal piped in with a laugh.
Lucilla looked at the Corporal and assessed him head on for the first time and decided she did not like the look of him at all. It looked like he wore a permanent smirk on his face and his pointed features and slimy attitude made him look more like a rat than a person. Just looking at him made Lucilla’s skin crawl.
Before Lucilla could respond, the Captain turned to the Corporal and ordered, “Go to Lieutenant Gracchus and inform him that he can start the guard rotation.”
The Corporal paused for only a moment and briefly looked at Lucilla and then back at the Captain. He saluted and then exited the room. There was a brief silent pause where neither the Captain nor Lucilla looked at each other or said anything. After what just happened, Lucilla wasn’t sure if she could look at him in the eye just yet, even if all she wanted to do was throttle him or punch him.
Without even glancing her way, the Captain walked across the room and opened the door. Lucilla wasn’t sure what to do so she just stood at the center of the room as the Captain addressed the guard stationed at the door, “Rotation is about to begin. Go to your next post and I’ll escort the girl back to the barracks. The first shift should be getting off duty, so she’ll be busy for a while.”
“Yes, sir,” the guard responded and quickly left his post. Once the guard left the Captain turned and approached Lucilla.
“Get away from me! No! I don’t think so!” Lucilla screamed, while inching backwards, trying to get away from the Captain.
The Captain calmly looked on and replied, “You will need to follow me. We don’t have the time for this right now.”
Lucilla could feel her eyes burning from the tears that were threatening to slide down her cheeks, “I was promised that I would be let go after this! That I could go back. My mother… she’s sick…”
At this, Lucilla saw the Captain’s stoic stance shift just a little. His blue eyes that could have been made of stone, flashed a hint of emotion, but then quickly regained its hard composure.
“You were never told that you could go home after meeting with the Emperor. You and I both know that.”
The Captain walked across the room and grabbed her by the arm and rather unceremoniously dragged her into the hallway. Before she even had a chance to respond, he started walking down the hall. The Captain’s grip was firm, but not painful. Lucilla tried to jerk away but soon found that the Captain was quicker as he held on fast to her arm.
“Where are you taking me?” Lucilla demanded, while attempting to cover herself with the sheer robe and failing miserably. The Captain only answered her with silence.
They continued to walk quickly down the hall, which only made it more difficult for Lucilla to successfully shield herself with the robe. In fact, being dragged by the Captain while trying to cover her body only succeeded in causing her to trip every 5 steps.
“What is your problem with walking? I see your walking hasn’t improved since yesterday,” the Captain muttered under his breath.
“Well forgive me for not being in a hurry to our destination, Captain,” Lucilla spat out sarcastically. The Captain looked down at her with a bit of a smirk and shook his head, “Fair enough, but be warned I will throw you over my back if necessary.”
The idea of being thrown by him was a bit frightening to her, but the prospect of having his hands on her again made images of what he did to her in the room come rushing forward. Things have been moving so fast and she was so angry that she didn’t even have time to absorb what happened between them. Lucilla could feel her cheeks burn as she recalled how his tongue made her feel.
As if he sensing her thoughts, the Captain stole a glance down at her and she could have sworn she saw a knowing smile. This only made her more self-conscious, but apparently improved her ability to walk. They continued to walk quickly in silence until they reached the end of a dark hallway.
“Where are we? You don’t have to do this. Can’t you help me, please?” she asked, hearing her own desperation in her voice. Completely ignoring her pleas, he fumbled with the lock on the door. Once he heard the click on the lock, he opened the door cautiously. The Captain began to walk through, but then stopped short and looked at Lucilla and whispered, “I need you to stay here for a minute. Do not move! I’ll be right back,” and then disappeared behind the door.
Staring blankly at the closed door, Lucilla repeated in disbelief, “’Stay here for a minute’? Yeah, not this time”
Lucilla quietly walked backwards through the dark hallway until she reached one of the many intersections. She quickly broke into a run and ran somewhat blindly through the winding hall. She had no idea where she was going or what her plan was, but all she knew was that she needed to get out of there very fast.
So focused on running away and making her escape, Lucilla didn’t even hear or notice the Captain running behind her. Without a sound, the Captain was on Lucilla within a minute of her newfound ‘freedom’. He grabbed for her from behind and put his hand ar
ound her mouth before she could let out a scream.
“Quiet! What are you doing? I told you to stay put! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” the Captain asked angrily. As Lucilla continued to struggle, the Captain half carried half dragged Lucilla into the room that he snuck into earlier.
Once inside the dark room, he pushed her against the wall with his body pressed firmly against hers to keep her in place. With his hand still over her mouth and the wall against her back, she was finding it hard to ignore the feel of the Captain’s firm body against hers. He was so close to her that she could feel his breath on her neck as he was trying to control his breath. She wanted to ignore the chills that she felt as his hot breath tickled her neck, but all it did was slowly drain the fight out of her.
While gripping hard onto his shoulders, Lucilla stared into the Captain’s eyes as he continued to hold her mouth shut with his hand. The Captain matched her gaze and a flash of heat crossed his eyes. Lucilla’s pulse quickened and her breasts heaved hard against his chest.
“I don’t know exactly why you thought running freely around the halls of the Emperor’s palace wearing nothing but a sheer curtain would be a good plan, but that’s how you end up in the soldier’s barracks faster than you would like!” the Captain said calmly under his breath.
“Now, I’m going to remove my hand and you’re going to not scream and you’re not going to run. Correct?”
Lucilla absorbed everything the Captain said and then nodded hesitantly.
“Good,” the Captain replied. And with that the Captain slowly removed his hand from her mouth. He then loosened the grip he had on her and released her from the wall.
Lucilla took a moment to catch her breath and then looked to the Captain quietly. He lit a lantern in the corner of the room and the light of the fire finally allowed her to see the Captain fully. She knew he was tall and large but she didn’t realize how muscular he was until the light of the flame accentuated the contours of his arms. His frame was clearly a bit intimating, but Lucilla was more taken aback by his face.
