No...just watch.

You shake your head. "I don't feel the need for that, Artorius."

"Ahhhh...suit yourself, little Roman bitch boy...probably still miss having your elders' cocks up your ass...maybe you'd rather be where she is, eh? You ever do that with her father? Now he's...haha, he's a man..." You scowl at the swinish landholder as he begins to fuck Zahra even harder. The **** is clearly gritting her teeth through discomfort, but occasionally a grunt or a little yelp escapes her. Artorius's breathing is becoming heavy in a way that borders on alarming. After a few minutes, he howls, burying himself in Zahra's asshole, clearly cumming. Zahra just holds herself still while he cums into her, and then he staggers away. He's still panting somewhat, and heads over to the closest wall to sit down.

"That's right...little bitch...what you've got to look forward to...how a Roman man...fucks," he mumbles. Then, to your surprise and disgust, he passes out, even snoring slightly. Clearly the wine was too much for him. Zahra stands gingerly, moving stiffly, and goes to depart with a subservient, silent nod.

You sigh in disgust. "Well, we'd better go." Albina follows you silently as you head out of the villa, but once you're outside she lights into you.

"How could you insist that we stay there for that...that disgusting performance!" she snaps. You raise your hands in protest.

"I'm sorry, Albina! I thought that he might be more open to speaking with us after he'd gotten his pleasure from the ****. I never imagined he'd pass out afterward."

"So not only did I have to watch the pig rut, I had to put up with his insults too - and it was all for nothing?" Albina shakes her head, scowling. "Don't ask me to come back here again, Gaius."

Most of the rest of the walk home passes in frosty (and, in your case, slightly guilty) silence.