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Chapter 21
by HistoricoPublius
How do you respond?
With and control
You nod thoughtfully. "I see, I see. If I may offer a counterargument, Polyxena?"
Frowning, she nods. You smile.
"Get on all fours and present your ass."
Polyxena's eyes widen. "D-dominus?"
"You heard me. Actually, no, wait. Strip first."
Slowly, she pulls her tunic off. You can see gooseflesh popping out across her body as it's exposed to the cool night air. You nod to her as you take her tunic and toss it in a corner, and she slowly gets down on her hands and knees, facing away from you, on the floor. You stand behind her, gazing down at her for a moment. You can feel your member swelling.
"I said present your ass. Not just get on all fours. Present it."
Polyxena swallows. "Yes, Dominus." Carefully, she spreads her knees and leans forward, raising her ass toward you. You reach out with a foot and roughly nudge her pussy upward.
"Higher. Press those big tits of yours into the floor." Polyxena whimpers as she does so; the floor is chilly. "Good." Silently, you strip off your toga and tunic, and stroke your cock gently as you look down at the curvy Greek woman offering up her pussy and ass to you. "You're a ****, Polyxena. More importantly, you're my ****. It's not possible for me to 'underutilize' your skills. Whatever I decide is the best use of your skills? Or your body? That's what it is." You lean forward and spit on your hand, rubbing a bit over your cock and massaging the rest into the area around Polyxena's asshole. Gathering a bit more spit, you work first one, then two fingers into her ass as she whimpers. "I could decide that the best use of your skills is entertainment. I could strap you to a table and hire an entire acrobatic troupe to fuck you while I watched. Would you like me to do that?"
"N-no, Dominus."
"But would you be able to stop me?"
"No, Dominus."
"And why not?" You pull out your fingers and position the head of your cock at her asshole.
"Be-because I'm...a ****, Dominus."
"That's right." Slowly you press into her, feeling her ass spasm around you as you bury yourself to the hilt. Polyxena lets out a couple of little shrieks as you press yourself in, but seems to be trying to restrain herself. Only once she's stopped twitching do you begin to pump in and out, plowing her tight ass.
"Incidentally," you ask as you savagely pound the Greek **** toward the stone floor, "what's the Syriac word for 'fuck?'"
"Ahh! Hnngh - s - sayil, Dominus."
"And for 'ass?'"
"T-tiza...ahhh..."
"So...right now I'm performing a vigorous sayil on your tiza." You increase the pace and **** of your pounding for a few seconds, and Polyxena writhes under you. "Somehow, that knowledge doesn't seem to help you!"
"D-Dominus...please..."
You can feel your climax building, and you pull out of the ****'s ass. Reaching forward as she gasps in relief, you grip her by the hair and drag her up onto her knees. "I'd ask you what the Syriac for 'cum-covered whore' is, but I think your mouth might have better uses." Without waiting for a reply, you ram your cock between her panting lips. Her eyes widen and she chokes slightly as you bury your cock in her throat, but you grip her head in both hands. After just a few thrusts you explode, holding her head to your crotch as you pump wave after wave of cum down her throat. She struggles, slapping feebly (by instinct, you guess) at your thighs, but desperately swallows it to avoid ****. Finally, you pull your cock out of her mouth and she coughs, gagging, with drool running down her lips, as you wipe your cock off on her face. You leave her bent over on the floor as you walk away to dress yourself, then pause by the door.
"I hope this lesson was well-learned, Polyxena. You're smart, so I imagine so. What are you?"
"...A ****, Dominus."
"And if I choose to use your body for my pleasure?"
"You may, Dominus."
"And if I choose to have a whole legion of other men use your body for their pleasure, because I want them to?"
"You - you may, Dominus."
"Good." You smile. "I'm glad we had this conversation."
She doesn't look up as you leave the room, headed back to your chamber for the night.
Time for a new day.
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The Height of Empire
A Story(game) of Rome
A young nobleman in the Roman Empire sets out to social-climb his way to the top.
Updated on Mar 29, 2021
by HistoricoPublius
Created on Jun 15, 2020
by HistoricoPublius
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