Roman slave warriors

The girls all had their heads down, wearing only simple dresses. The tops were held together by a single strap across their left shoulders, and cloth belts cinched their waists. Their short skirts barely covered their thighs. Evelyn looked at the girls, noticing the last one. This girl, like the others, had handcuffs and shackles on her hands and feet, but these were connected by an iron chain. Evelyn used her whip to lift the girl's downcast face and said to Elena, "The slave you mentioned who wanted to escape must be her, right?" Evelyn looked at the girl: short brown hair, an oval face, small but full lips, and large eyes. These eyes were now red and swollen from crying, and there were still tear tracks on her face. Evelyn asked, "What's your name?" The little girl timidly replied, "L...Luna." Evelyn lowered the little girl's face, walked behind her, and lifted her short skirt. Evelyn looked at the little girl's bare buttocks beneath her short skirt, covered in red welts from the whipping. Evelyn smiled and said to Elena, "You've given her a hard time, haven't you?" Elena laughed and said, "It's nothing, just a good whipping to teach the other slaves what happens when they try to escape." Evelyn laughed, "Good, good, take all the slaves inside. I'll personally train this runaway slave." With that, she slapped the little girl's buttocks hard with her palm, making little Luna tremble and cry out in pain. After watching the guards take the girls away, Evelyn said to Elena, "You all go inside and rest. You've had a long and tiring journey; treat yourselves to a good meal today!" The ancient Roman city and events mentioned in the text:

Like the Chinese, the ancient Romans divided a day into twelve hours. One Roman hour was equivalent to two modern hours.

Neapolis, now known as Naples;

Brundisium, now known as Brendisi;

Gaul, now known as Gallia, encompassing the area of present-day France, including Belgium

. In 74 BC, Marcus Antonius (father of Mark Antony) was commissioned to suppress the pirates harassing the Mediterranean.

In 73 BC, a group of slave warriors, primarily Spartacus, became a major headache for Rome. They not only ruled from the mountains but also repeatedly annihilated several Roman legions that came to suppress them.

Elena arrived at her room, put down her bundle, and began to unfasten her sword and remove her armor. Once the armor was removed, Elena felt a sense of relief, realizing how tense the past ten days had been for escorting these slaves. Although no one showed it on the journey, Elena knew everyone was very nervous. This was because a band of robbers had recently appeared on the route from Brundisen to Nyapuris, and several slave transport caravans had been robbed. In one case, not only were all the slaves lost, but even the escorting female warriors had disappeared. Nyapuris was originally a seaport, which was why the slave training camp was originally built there. However, in recent years, the piracy problem in the western sea of the Italian Peninsula had become increasingly serious, forcing slave ships to change their docking point to Brundisen, located in the southeastern part of the Italian Peninsula. Elena thought about how she had recently heard that the council had appointed Lord Marx Antonias to fight the pirates. If Lord Marx could really eliminate the pirates, they wouldn't have to travel this route with such fear anymore.

Elena quickly washed her face and rushed to the dining hall, where she saw that the other female warriors had already arrived. This was understandable; for the past ten days or so, they had only eaten dry rations to keep up with the journey, and who wouldn't be eager for a proper meal today?

Elena and her entourage entered the dining hall, where they found a table laden with roast chicken, roast lamb, roast wild boar, fresh milk, sheep's cheese, freshly baked white bread, and fresh fruit. Evelyn was already seated at one end of the long table, while another high-class sex trainer, Iriana, sat at the other. This was the first time Elena had seen Iriana; the last time she visited, Iriana had been escorting a group of slaves to Rome. Elena had heard that Iriana was the best sex trainer in the Italian peninsula and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. Two thin, sword-like eyebrows, a pair of alluring eyes beneath slightly curled eyelashes, a slightly high nose that accentuated her full lips painted with lipstick—Elena couldn't help but shudder, thinking that this woman's seductive allure was truly well-deserved.

It was said that Iriana had been sold into a brothel as a child, where she had suffered greatly. Later, she caught the eye of a high-ranking official and became his mistress. Ariana, through her skillful social maneuvering, cultivated excellent connections in the political arena, ultimately securing her current position. Perhaps driven by a vengeful streak stemming from her own painful childhood, it's said that Ariana uses extremely cruel methods against the female slaves she trains.

As soon as Elena and her entourage sat down, Ariana waved her hand, and one of the female slaves began playing the lyre. One by one, the female slaves poured wine for Elena's warrior companions and stood quietly to the side. Elena picked up her glass, tasted it, and exclaimed, "Ah, this is wine from Gaul!"

Ariana smiled, "Indeed, it only arrived two days ago."

While savoring the wine and food, Elena watched her female warriors tearing at their food, and she couldn't help but shake her head. Though they were warriors, their eating habits... Not to mention the female warriors, they were even more rude than the men, and even the female slaves standing nearby couldn't help but secretly laugh. She gave a wry smile and said to Evelyn and Ariana, "I'm so sorry to have made you laugh..."

Ariana smiled and said, "It's alright, you always have to work hard escorting slaves, let them relax for this meal."

Ariana then pointed to the female slaves standing next to each female warrior, "These are some trained sex slaves, but they haven't really served anyone before, so let them serve you well tonight."

Elena was delighted to hear this. For the past ten days or so, she had to be on high alert at night, it seemed she could have some fun tonight. Elena looked at the female slave next to her, who was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, with long, beautiful hair, a round face, long eyelashes that set off a pair of bright eyes, a slightly upturned upper lip, and two small rabbit teeth that were nervously biting her lower lip. Elena looked the woman up and down. Although the slave uniform obscured her features, the exposed cleavage revealed a pair of breasts that, while not large, were quite full. Her waist wasn't thick, and her ample buttocks were far beyond the reach of the short skirt. The female slave noticed Elena staring at her and lowered her head, blushing with embarrassment. Seeing the woman's flushed face, Elena's lust was aroused. She secretly slipped her hand under the slave's skirt and pinched the woman's bare buttocks, startling the slave who let out a scream. Elena couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this girl was truly inexperienced.

After a while, the female warriors, having eaten and drunk their fill, began to indulge in lust. One by one, they pulled the female slaves beside them into their arms, their hands starting to wander. One female warrior was pinching and playing with the nipples of the female slave in her arms through her clothes, while another female warrior had already pulled down the shoulder strap of the female slave in her arms, grabbing her breast and licking the nipple that was already erect from engorgement. Ariana and Evelyn, seeing this, tactfully smiled and quietly left. The dining hall was soon filled with the gasps and moans of the female slaves. Ariana slowly sipped her wine, observing the reaction of the female slave beside her. The slave was already blushing with embarrassment at the scene in the hall.

Ariana asked the slave to get a tray, placed a bottle of wine and a plate of grapes on it, and said to the slave, "Take these and come back to my room with me." The slave softly responded with a "yes" and quietly followed Ariana back to her room.

Back in her room, Elena had the female slave place the tray on the small table and said, "Come, I want to take a bath. Help me take off my clothes."

As the slave removed her belt, Elena asked, "What's your name?"

After removing Elena's belt, the slave gently undressed her and whispered, "My name is Lydia, Master."

Elena turned to look at Lydia and said, "You take off your clothes too."

Upon seeing Elena turn around naked, Lydia blushed and lowered her head, softly replying, "Yes, Master." She began to unbuckle her belt, then pushed down the straps of her slings, and her unrestrained slave clothes slid gently to her feet.

Elena looked at Lydia's naked body, thinking that, as she had expected, Lydia's breasts, though not large, were round and full, and her flat stomach and the small, sweet lips beneath Su Shao's pubic hair exuded a youthful fragrance. Lydia's small hands hung limply at her sides, her palms clenched into tiny fists. Elena lifted Lydia's chin with one hand, while the other hand teased her erect nipple. Looking at her flushed face, she asked, "What, don't you like looking at my body?"

Lydia trembled slightly from the waves of pleasure emanating from her nipples, her breathing becoming rapid. "Ah...no...no, Master...ah...Master...you're so beautiful...ah...ah...no...but...this little slave...ah...this little slave didn't...didn't obey Master's orders...ah...no...I dare not look at Master's body...ah...ah..."

Elena smiled and said, "Oh, Lydia is such an obedient and adorable little slave." Elena's hand slowly slid down from her breasts, gently stroking her lower abdomen, then between her legs, and began to rub Lydia's clitoris.

Lydia felt waves of tingling and numbness emanating from her lower body, making her legs go weak. "Ah... Lydia... Ah... Lydia... Yes... Yes, Master... Ah... Ah... Yes, Master... Your obedient... obedient little slave... Ah... Master... I... I..."

Elena knew that if she continued, Lydia would climax. Thinking that there was still plenty of time, she quickly stopped. "Alright, bring that bottle of wine to the bathtub." With that, she lay down in the bathtub, closing her eyes to enjoy the warm water sprinkled with fragrant oil.

By this time, Lydia's whole body was burning hot from Elena's actions, and her lower body was already soaking wet. But Elena had stopped at this crucial moment, and Lydia dared not touch herself. She could only grit her teeth and endure the itch to go to the small table and retrieve the bottle of wine.

Elena instructed Lydia to place the wine by the tub, saying, "Come, get down and scrub my back."

Lydia softly responded and climbed into the tub, kneeling behind Elena and gently scrubbing her back with her hands.

Elena glanced back at Lydia and laughed, "No, don't use your hands, use your breasts."

Lydia gasped and had no choice but to place her breasts against Elena's back, beginning to scrub Elena's back with her breasts moving up and down. Lydia was already aroused by Elena, and now with her nipples rubbing against Elena's back, she couldn't help but moan.

After Elena had Lydia rub her hard nipples against her for a while, she said to Lydia, "That's enough. Come to the front, I want some wine."

Lydia reached out to Elena and picked up the wine bottle, only then realizing she hadn't brought a wine glass. She lowered her head and said, "Ah... Master... I'm sorry... I forgot to bring the wine glass..."

Elena glanced at Lydia and pretended to put on a stern face. "What? You useless slave, it seems I have to punish you properly. Go and bring me the whip!"

Upon hearing Elena's order for the whip, Lydia turned pale and trembled, crying, "Ah... Master... spare me... spare me... please... no... don't whip me... please..."

Elena looked at Lydia's pitiful face and smiled inwardly, deliberately putting on a stern face and saying, "No, no..." "Even if I whip you twenty times, you won't know your mistake!"

Lydia nearly fainted from fright at the thought of being whipped twenty times. She clung to Elena's legs, crying incessantly, "Waaah... No... No... Master... Spare me... Spare me... Please..."

Elena then lifted Lydia's face and smiled, "You don't have to be whipped, but you have to use your little mouth as a wine cup."

Lydia realized Elena had been trying to frighten her, and she burst into laughter through her tears. She lowered her

head with a soft "Ah!" and blushed, replying, "Yes, Master." Elena gently wiped away Lydia's tears and chuckled, "Lydia is such a crybaby. Hurry up, or I'll really punish you."

Lydia quickly poured the wine into her mouth, then pressed her lips to Elena's, sipping the wine slowly. While Lydia was drinking, Elena slipped her tongue into Lydia's mouth, teasing her and making Lydia blush.

Elena let Lydia feed her wine while simultaneously caressing Lydia's lips, causing Lydia to go weak all over, panting slightly, almost dropping the bottle.

After playing for a while, Elena, thinking she'd had enough of the bath, stood up. Lydia quickly grabbed a towel and helped Elena dry off. After drying Elena, Lydia dried herself off. As soon

as Lydia was dry, Elena snatched the towel from Lydia's hand, her eyes lecherously scanning Lydia's naked body. Lydia felt uneasy under Elena's gaze and timidly lowered her head. "M-Master...what...what do you want to do...why...why are you looking at me like that..."

Elena suddenly picked Lydia up and lewdly said, "I want to eat you, little slave." She then carried Lydia to the bed.

Elena placed Lydia on the bed and said to her, "Don't move, lie still." She then turned and searched her bundle.

Lydia lay quietly on the bed, watching in confusion as Elena took out four leather straps from the bundle. Lydia watched as Elena used the straps to tie her hands to the two corners of the headboard and timidly asked, "M-Master...why...why are you tying me up?"

Elena lewdly said, "Didn't I say I was going to eat you, little slave?" She then tightly tied Lydia's feet to the two corners of the footboard. Elena placed another pillow under Lydia's feet, then looked at Lydia, who was bound in a spread-eagle position, with satisfaction.

Lydia had only been bound a few times as punishment, and her heart was pounding with anxiety. Elena straddled Lydia's body, grasping her breasts and licking her pink nipples. As she licked, Elena gently bit the sensitive nipples with her teeth, causing Lydia to writhe and moan, "Ah... M-Master... So... Itchy... Ah... Ah... So... So comfortable... Ah..."

Just as Lydia was moaning with pleasure, Elena stopped, patted Lydia's breasts, and got up, saying, "I've already tasted the raisins, now I want to eat grapes."

"Huh?" Lydia looked at Elena in confusion, realizing that Elena had indeed gone to the small table and taken a few round, large grapes.

Elena, smiling, sat between Lydia's legs, holding grapes. "Time to eat grapes." She then began stuffing the grapes, one by one, into Lydia's sweet lips. Lydia screamed in fright, "Ah! M-Master...what are you doing? No...ah...no..."

Elena quickly stuffed all the grapes into Lydia's honeypot, then pinched Lydia's swollen lips with satisfaction. "Is it comfortable, little slut?"

Lydia twisted her hips involuntarily. "Ah...Master...this little slave...this little slave's...down there...is so...so swollen..." Elena

laughed. "Let me help you." She parted Lydia's lips with her hand, inserted her tongue into the honeypot, and gently rolled it around, sucking on it with her mouth. She slowly rolled the grape to the entrance of the honeypot and then gently pushed it back in with her tongue.

Lydia was aroused by Elena's sucking and rolling movements, her body burning hot, her throat dry, and she kept writhing her hips and moaning, "Ah... Master... It's so itchy... Ah... This little slave can't take it anymore... Ah... Master... Please... Ah..."

Elena worked on it for a while before finally swallowing the grape, then turned her attention to Lydia's clitoris, licking and sucking it. Lydia was already burning with desire, and after Elena licked it a couple of times, she trembled and let out a long "Ah" before climaxing.

Elena smiled and said, "Now you can have the second one."

Lydia was startled, "Ah... Master... Let... Let this little slave... rest for a while... Ah... Ah..." It turned out that Elena had started her sucking and rolling movements again.

This time, Elena got the grape out in no time. Elena put the grape in her mouth, straddled Lydia, pried open her mouth, and spat the grape in, laughing, "Don't spit it out. Taste your own flavor, is it good?"

Lydia blushed and slowly tasted the grape in her mouth, which was covered in her own juices. "It's...delicious...thank you...Master..."

Elena then lowered her head and began to use her tongue to play with the third grape. It turned out that each grape went deeper into her mouth than the previous one, and it took longer to come out, and her tongue also rolled deeper into the grape.

Lydia was driven nearly mad by Elena's tongue, writhing and crying desperately, "Ah...ah...Master...this little slave...this little slave can't take it anymore...ah...ah...please...spare this little slave...ah...ah...please...Master...ah...I'm dying...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

It took Elena almost half an hour to remove the remaining two grapes, and Lydia had already climaxed twice more. Only then did Elena, satisfied, hold the exhausted Lydia and fall asleep.

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