Imperial Rome, the mightiest, the most decadent Empire in history. A place where a man with unbridled ambition can sate his craving for domination and glut his desires as he desires. A place where a woman from barbarian Britannia is nothing more than a plaything, a fuck-tool to sate the lust of the men who have already conquered the world.
Two thousand miles from Rome, the legions rest after the battle of Viroconium. Now that Boudicca has been defeated, the revenge of the legions will be savage. Just one daughter of the Iceni queen remains and now Suetonius will return her to Rome for Nero’s pleasure.
“Teach her to respect Rome,” orders the victorious general. “Take her, whip and use her every day! Show her that the Romans know how to fuck their bitches until they beg for Roman cocks to fill all of their holes!”
“Now there is no escape from your fate, bitch,” says her lord and owner. “How dare you shame me before the Emperor? I have decided that you are to be reduced to the lowest of the low. Fuck-toy, slave to my slaves, you will be the reward for all of my slaves when they need a hole to screw.”
She feels the pincers close on her tender flesh and screams as the branding iron kisses the bruised skin of her thighs to leave her owner’s mark where every cock will pass on its way to her helpless cunt.
Category: Damian
A fine plan by Damian
The Sulla twins were the daughters of Sulla, the last King of Rome and a tyrant beyond measure. Their father was dead now though, thrown from the Tarpeian Rock, and they were no longer untouchable. In fact, they were VERY touchable.
“That’s it girl, suck on the head real nice, or you’ll end up like your sister over there.” One of the men said, gently guiding the girl’s warm mouth on his rigid cock.
Laurenia winced as the acidic taste of piss and filth assaulted her tongue, but she resisted the urge to pull off the invading member. She could hear sister, Horatia, screaming over the sounds of the wet, hard fucking she was getting.
“STOPPPP! I DEMAND YOU STOPPPP!” Horatia screamed in rage as the man’s cock drove deeper and deeper into her tight pussy, her juices dripping down her trembling thighs. She’d had sex before of course, she’d had many men in her day, but they were her playthings! NOT the other way around! They couldn’t do this!
Laurenia held her hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her own cries as she listened to her sister screaming in the next room. She had no idea what they were doing to her, but all sorts of noises were coming from inside: the welt slap of leather on flesh, strange hissing sounds, and the clang of metal. She wanted to rush to her sister’s side, but at the moment she was trapped under the heavy, heaving body of one of their captors. His stout, thick cock was buried in her virginal ass, blood trickling down her thighs as she struggled not to scream.
“You have a fine ass, daughter of Sulla. I have a horse at home would love to mount a bitch like you. Can you imagine that? A thick horse cock stretching open your holes? You’d never shit right again!” The man whispered hoarsely in her ear. “On the bright side, birth a child wouldn’t be a problem for you! HAHAH!”
With pleasure, master by Damian
The Matronalia festival had been raging in Rome for the past two days, and while most Romans spent their days paying tribute to the goddess Juno and honoring the women of their households, the Severanii family was honoring women in a much… different way.
“I think a woman’s beauty is most on display while tied up and helpless, wouldn’t you agree Praetor?” Senator Severanii said, gulping down a mouthful of rich red wine and casting his eyes over the naked slave girl in the middle of the room.
“Please… please, somebody help me!” Natonia begged, tears rolling down her cheeks and spilling onto her naked heaving tits. There were nearly twenty people in the room, all staring at her nakedness and licking their lips. Not only men either, but fat and old Roman women were staring at her with predatory eyes. Natonia couldn’t understand it, why were they doing this?
“Marcellus!” The Senator barked, summoning in a young Greek man who wore the tattoo of a slave on his arm.
“Yes master.”
“My guests and I are bored. Bring a cane and start adding stripes to this young girl’s ass at once!”
“With pleasure, master.” The Greek smiled.
“No! Please, I’ve done nothing wrong! Please don’t hurt me! What do you want from me!?” Natonia screamed, her eyes stinging with tears and heart pounding in her ears.
“Please, I’ve had enough… I can’t take it anymore! PLEASE!” Valaria groaned as she dragged into the dungeons of the Roman fort. Valaria had once been a proud Germanic warrior, but now she was another captive of the Roman Empire after her tribe was annihilated. Unfortunately for her, she’d killed a dozen Roman centurions before finally being subdu
“Please, it wasn’t my fault! I swear I didn’t know! Please! Please believe me!” Plescinia sobbed as she was dragged through the bloody sands toward the site of the previous night’s battle. Cum, blood and shit leaked from her anus from the brutal anal fucking she’d received from half the encampment, and her back was a mess of welts and bruises.
“This whore,” Governor Militant Flavius announced to the assembled troops, “used her rotting, filthy cunt to lure a Century of our best soldiers to their doom. She is a spy for the Parthian’s and she will crucified here, left as a reminder to all enemies of Rome, that treachery is punished most severely.”
“Pleeeeaassseee! Don’t do thisssssss!” Plescinia begged as she dragged, kicking and screaming, toward the ominous frame of the crucifix.
“Don’t worry girl.” One of the soldiers whispered in her ear. “We’ll let you down and bring you food and water tonight, and then you’ll thank us by fucking every one of our cocks until our balls are drained. Then back up on the cross you go!”
The old Sheik made sure she found them by Damian
Lisa screamed as the rough hemp rope dug into her wrists as she was hoisted into the air. “You arrogant western pig” said Maud-Bal. “You refused a direct order to spread your ass cheeks and display your holes to my guests. Now they will hear to your screams while you are trained to obey!”
“NoooM PleeeaseM” Lisa begged as the whip began to fall.
“Raise her higher and spread her legs. I want to watch her struggle while the whip curls and stings the holes she tried to hide!”
Judy had come to the Middle East to search for her missing sisters. The old Sheik made sure she found them. Locked away in his large harem, Judy, soon learned how to service the musky cunts of her sisters and the Shiek’s other 40 wives.
She lapped furiously at sister Vanessa’s pussy trying to make her cum. Sister Linda would be whipped until Vanessa was done. The soft sounds of licking, sucking and moaning mingled with the pitiful screams of the beaten brunette. “Yeah…. you white cunts are so fun to own!” Said the old bastard.
Please satisfy yourself dear friend by Damian
“Make her dance for me please Oppius,” said Domnina smiling.
The old slaver smiled and began to slash the defenseless blond across her ass and backsides. Primilla’s screamed and thrashed around in her painful bondage. Her young full breasts swung and bobbed lewdly from side to side and she leapt about wildly trying to avoid the next swing of the rod.
Domnina laughed and clapped at the frantic reaction of the young girl she had just purchased. Oppius, although he had sold hundreds of young girls into the hands of owners both kind and cruel, was particularly fond of Primilla’s youthful beauty. This fact was evinced by the full thick bulge against the front of his robes.
“I see your desire for this young bitch,” Domnina said with a little smile, “please satisfy yourself dear friend. Consider it a bonus for your years of good service. But only take her ass. I will break her maidenhead with my burrowing fist later this evening.”
Gargilius grabbed a handful of hair and pulled the mother’s mouth down over his cock. He slammed in and out of her as her red-haired daughter knelt nearby and wept. Suddenly, Gargilius drove his prick so deep into the mother’s mouth that his balls slapped wetly against her chin. She gagged hard and vomited over the length of Gargilius’ pummeling member.
“You’ll have to do better than that you stupid bitch,” Gargilius roared, “unless you want your pretty daughter to see her mother fed to my crocodiles. They will rip your flesh and break your bones. The last thing you’ll ever see besides their gaping mouths and countless teeth, will be the sight of your daughter swallowing my cum.”
Gargulius grabbed the red headed daughter and forced her into his crotch.