The Arena

The Arena by
S.M Knight

Slave Mistress Julia
It is now more than two weeks since the orgy and special show that Flavious put on for his honored guests. On the last day of the spectacle, Caesar himself showed up. He was most excited with the blonde Velanna. Flavious was informed that Caesar had more than one orgasm watching Velanna being punished. A naked blonde Amazon hanging on a cross under the hot Roman Sun is enough to make any-man's cock grow ridged and hard. More so when she is properly scourged before being hung on the cross. Standing with her arms and legs outstretched between two heavy set wooden posts. Velanna was lashed so that the whip curled around her breasts and sex. Sweating and streaked from the whipping. Her body writhed and glisten under the brutal Sun.
Velanna climaxed before the crowd as the whip cracked over her sun-bronzed nudity. The whip had a way of slithering between her legs to score her swollen clitoris. That was a scene to remember, Flavious thought to himself as he read Caesar's letter of gratitude. He was looking forward to another spectacle. Of even greater
imagination. A knock on the door brought no interruption to Flavious. Again the knock... He called, �Enter.�
It was Carlos. �The slave girl Gretchen was discovered sneaking away from the Novice quarters, Master. Apparently, she had been playing with Charma and Olivia. I saw her fondling Charma and kissing Olivia's breasts. When she discovered that I was watching, she ran away. I caught her and locked her up in a cell alone.�
�Good work, Carlos. You serve me well. Tomorrow morning have her strung up by her thumbs, bare naked, in the compound. Oil her well. Leave her to roast to a reddish brown under the Sun. Later in the afternoon, lower her down enough to let her feet touch the ground then prepare her for a sound flogging.�
�Yes, Master. Do you wish me to flog her now, Master?�
�No. We'll let Lydia do it tomorrow afternoon. See to it that Lydia makes the little slut howl. No mercy. Or Lydia goes up in her place. Make sure that Lydia is nude when she flogs her. Keep me informed as to her progress. When the flogging is completed, bring Gretchen and Lydia to my chambers. Oh, put a field yoke and spreader on Gretchen for the night. Make the yoke a large heavy one. Go ahead and put her back in the cell with her friends. They can play with her while she's helpless.�
�Understood, my Master.�
�Carlos?�
�Yes, lord?�
�Find Lydia and Mona and send them to me. Also, inform mistress Julia that I need to speak with her. Tell her to bring those three randy little sweet cakes with her.�
�Absolutely, Master.�
He leaves. Flavious looks over more business. He is interrupted by a commotion by the outdoor pool. Going to his verandah, he watches as a quarrel is underway with Ebony and Felina. Lustina and one of the kitchen girls, Stephanie, are fondling each other. All of them are naked. The fight begins to get hot as Ebony uses her claws on Felina's back. Felina kicks Ebony in her side and knocked her down. Felina then gets a grip by using her wonderful legs as a pair scissors. Firmly trying to squeeze the wind out of Ebony. Funny, but Ebony is not struggling as much as before. In fact, she is beginning to look kinda blue. Flavious calls for a couple of guards. In a quick few moments, the fray is broken up. Ebony is gasping for air. The two soldiers pull the women apart. They stop fighting. Flavious looks down on them commenting, �I don't mind a bit of playful fighting or even a small argument, now and again. I will not however stand for this kind of near death situation. Specially between by household slaves! Put them up back to back. Give them each a breast lashing and a cunt lashing. Then put them face to face, with rings on their well whipped nipples and clits. Make them rub against each other long enough for each of them to climax several times. When they can't take anymore, have them brought to me with their backs arched on struts.�
The guards saluted Flavious with a, �Hail!�
Ebony and Felina were taken to a large wooden whipping post set up near the edge of the garden. Ebony was first to be strung up. Her mind was just beginning to re-focus from nearly having the wind squeezed out of her. As the ropes were wrapped around her wrists, she could feel the guards fondling her breasts. The ropes that held her wrists were joined with the ropes that fastened Felina's wrists. The guard that tied up Felina pulled the ropes tight and both girls now stood back to back with their arms over their heads. Another set of ropes quickly forced the two women to spread their legs.
Taking up positions, Ebony and Felina saw the two guards shake loose their floggers. Felina felt the hot Sun on her breasts. Ebony felt it against her back and the upper slopes of her butt. Felina's butt flattened against Ebony's round ass as they braced themselves for the lashing. Ebony saw the guard's arm draw back and with a ominous slicing sound the lashes struck her. Slicing fully across her bare breasts and nipples. As the thongs fell away, some of them drug across Ebony's erect nipples. Felina being of light skin. Took her lashing facing the intense Sun. It would add to her torment. The guard like the one whipping Ebony, flicked his whip back. Using a side arm stroke he landed the black lashes with a loud `WHAP' across Felina's rather large globes. Flinging her head back, she let out a horrible gasp. Like his fellow guard, he drug the whip across Felina's breasts. Noticing a chaffing effect as the long black thongs slithered across her erect bronze nipples.
Spending a lot of time in the Sun, caused Felina's nipples to become reddish brown. Matching the deep bronze color of her glistening body. Felina had been under the whip before. It would not be the last time.
As the lashes rose and fell across the girl's tender breasts, welts began to form. They crossed and laced the two sets of twin melons with fire. For a few moments, the guard stopped and fondled her breasts. He tweaked her nipples between his thumb and finger. Felina squealed and arched her back upward. Following his steady pull on her nipples. He felt the hot Roman Sun on his back. Without much thought, he was sure the Sun must be awful to the nude girl in front of him. As he twisted and pulled on her nipples, he noticed the telltale sign of a sunburn. The skin on her breasts would turn white as he pressed on it with his finger. Then get red when he released. He was forming a shadow blocking the Sun on Felina. He stepped away. The hot Sun resumed its scorching of this lovely Teutonic girl.
With bare, well whipped breasts glistening under the Sun Ebony responded to the guard's advances. Using his thumb and forefinger, he squeezed her nipples and twisted them first this way and then that way. It made her sigh and whimper. By now the two guards, Vectus and Zeneibus, had removed their rather skimpy loin cloths. Sporting large erect members, the two poked them with humor at the bare clefts of the bound nudes.
Taking up their floggers, the two guards resumed their flogging of the two culprits. Female breasts fairly bounced and swayed under the rain of lashes dealt to them. Felina howled as Vectus flogged her. He drug the lashes across her breasts allowing the strands to snag and pull against her erect nipples. Zeneibus licked his lips as the flogger clung to Ebony's skin. It indented itself and sprung back off her breasts. As he drug the whip away, several strands would scrap and chafe her nipples. Making them turn a bright shade of red. As the day wore on, both girl's began to sweat. The effects of the whip and the hot Sun, began to take its toll.
The custom of the times allowed the two guards to take the women after their flogging. If they became pregnant, it would mean the fields and time laboring at the heavy harvest wheel. Many a pregnant slave girl, wished the day had never come while she labored naked at the grist mill. Swollen belly and heavy breasts bouncing and undulating in the Sun. Bare breasts juttering under the lash. Dark fingers of the whips splaying and leaving red welts in their paths. Dark copper colored skin, glistening and ready, sported heavy dark nipples. Due to the effects of long exposure to a very hot Sun, breasts and sex took on a dusky languid color. The whip would arch and impact forced a sharp squeal to peel from the lips of the girl being lashed. It would raise more welts. As the whip impacted Felina's breasts, it would cause them to visibly bounce. Sometimes they would sway to and fro.
Zeneibus' cock grew large and erect as he watched Ebony's breasts and sex turn red from his whip. He rubbed the end of his cock against Ebony's bare slit. Sliding the swollen end inside of her made him moan slightly. The lovely Nubian whimpered and mewed. With a firm thrust he slid completely into her. Vectus took the hint from Zeneibus and likewise inserted himself into Felina's bare cleft. It was a simple and quick thrust that allowed him to slide well inside Felina without resistance. Both men tweaked and pulled on whip and sunburned nipples. This made the girl's gasp and moan with a mixture of delight and ecstasy. Their thrusts made the girls whine. A virtual symphony of gaps, wails, sighs and groans.
In his bed, Flavious read a new message. The Vector Marcus Elexeous was due to arrive in three days. He always wished that he'd have bid that extra twenty gold servos for Gretchen. Flavious would have a special welcome for Marcus. He'd show him Gretchen. A punished Gretchen. In the bath. Now there was this matter of two fighting slave girls. They should be arriving soon. A loud three thump knock sounded on Flavious' chamber door, he responded, �Enter!�
Staggering under the weight of the heavy yokes, Ebony and Felina stumbled in. Driven with the whips of Zeneibus and Vectus licking at their privates. Nearly parched from their ordeal in the Sun. The two women staggered and dropped to their knees before Flavious. The lashes licking at them from all angles. Each stroke drawing a muted gasp or whimper from the girls as it curled about their exposed nudity. He held up his hand for the two guards to stop.
�Lesions can be painful. I hope that you two have learned your lesions well?�
�Master. Please forgive us...� Ebony quipped in a breathy tone of voice.
�Guards, nipple clamps. You must learn to bow and beg before I will forgive. Dear Ebony, you being a Nubian should appreciate the reminders of heavy stones on your nipples. Am I correct in understanding that a stone the size of your Master's fist is enough to bring you to instant orgasm? You may answer with bowed head...�
Ebony knelt with the heavy yoke on her shoulders. Her forehead touched the polished marble right at Flavious' feet, �Master, please forgive this humble slave girl, you are correct, sire. The size of the stones matching the size of my Master's fist will bring me to instant orgasm. I cannot speak for my sister in sin, she is a white girl with different customs...�
�Understood. Felina, what say you about having weights attached to your quite swollen nipples? I could make you stand up with this yoke on while Vectus fixed a couple of egg shaped weights on your nips... Or I could have him use the knotted thong on your sore nipples should you decide to protest the weights. One way or the other, you will suffer as your dark skinned sister... With nipples bent to the task of pain. It will be up to you as to how long they will suffer! Understood?�
�Yes, my Master.�
�Oh, one more thing Felina, should you decide on another type of punishment instead of the weights. I will have Vectus put breast clamps on your ample bosoms. Before he attaches the weights. Think about it...�
�Yes, Master.�
�Guards prepare them for the bar.�
�No, Master...�
�Please, dear Master, not the bar...� Begged Ebony.
�Such protests. See to it they spend an extra hour as they enjoy protesting it so much.� The bar was just that. A polished, shinny length of metal in a semicircle design. Crested to accommodate two errant females.
Worked and tempered with a smooth round strut the size of Flavious' middle finger. Deftly mounted on a wooden support in the shape of two large `A's. At its base, situated some six inches above the floor were additional struts to give support to the structure and a place to fasten probing feet in a �proper� spread. Removing their yokes, Flavious decided to add to the girl's discomfort by placing a heavy beam over each girl's shoulders. Stretching their arms out ward and along the beams. Tying them at wrists, elbows, and their arm pits. Solace was only allowed as the two women pressed against one another. Ebony began to feel her cleft burn against the metal. Felina's clitoris pressed squarely down on the thing. She felt the lips of her sex on each side of the bar. Ebony felt the folds of her sex slipping firmly over the bar. Her clit began to tingle. Vectus fixed Felina's right nipple into a ring that would be shared by Ebony's left nipple. A similar ring repeated the action on Felina's left and Ebony's right nipple.
Zeneibus moved towards the two women. He had a pair of polished blood stones inset with golden clips. In a all too simple motion, he first clipped on one stone to Ebony's right Felina's left ring. Then he clipped the mate to it onto Ebony's left and Felina's right ring. Two sets of sorry nipples bent to the heavy task of the stones. These stones forced the girl's nipples to press closer together. They gasped and bit their lips.
�I highly suggest that you two try to stay as still as possible. If you squirm about, your clefts will suffer dearly. Here I will illustrate for you...� Flavious went to a shelf near his bed. He took up a long braided whip that lay coiled and waiting. Testing its flexibility, he uncoiled it. With a all to easy side stroke of his arm he brought the whip around. It made a lazy slice through the still warm air of his bedroom. At the level of their breasts, it coiled its wicked self under the girl's out stretched arms. It made a wet sound as it contacted the two girls' skin.
Both of them tossed their heads as far back as the beam would allow. Ebony gasped and Felina gave off a deep throated whimper. The whip clung to their sweating bodies. Flavious pulled it off the girls, forcing them to twist and grind their bare sexes even further onto the hateful bar. Toes and feet wiggled and sought the solace of solid floor. It might as well have been a mile to the ground. Dealing the dusky white woman and her black sister in pain a total of twenty such slices. Flavious coiled up the whip and went back to the shelf. His bedroom fairly echoed with a choir of pitiful cries, gasps, throaty moans, AHS, no's, and oh's. The two women sweated in earnest.
Flavious signaled the two guards and walking with them he put his hands on their shoulders, �You two have done well. I hope that you have availed yourself of the customary reward...�
Vectus replied with a large smile on his bearded face, �Yes, Milord Flavious. I have always found the girl Felina attractive.�
�Good. And you, Zeneibus?�
�Ebony is delectable dish, sire. Her sex slithered down onto my shaft like she was full of melted butter. And those nipples, lord Flavious...� Zeneibus shook his head and drew a big smile.
�Come. Let us join in some nosh. Oh, I wish you both to keep these two for a time. Say until their bellies swell. Then you may send them off to the fields for a few months of hard labor. That'll suit them well...�
The girls on the bar heard the men talk. Their voices began to fade as Flavious outlined his plans for them. Ebony sat in tingling pain with her eyes closed. She felt Felina's hot breath close to her mouth. Felina put her tongue against Ebony's lips. She opened her mouth. Felina's sex began to contract in a dull prickly sensation. Her nipples didn't seem to ache as much as before. She felt for a few moments that she could stand this torture. It was Felina's first time on the bar.
Ebony, on the other hand, had been on this bar before. She realized its pain. Understanding that Felina was in the first stage of this torture. Ebony touched Felina's tongue with hers. Felina mewed, �Oh, Ebony, forgive me. I want you now so much. Help me. Make me come on this thing...�
Ebony, in a breathy voice, obviously beginning to feel the pure effect of the bar, �I forgive you, silly girl. This is your first time on Flavious' bar?� Felina nodded slightly. Ebony, swallowed hard and licked her lips against the hurt, �It'll hurt something awful in a few more moments. I really must admit, orgasms help. Whatever you do, don't faint. I can't hold you up with these heavy beams on our shoulders. Also, you'll have...�
Before she could get the words out, Felina made a effort to shift her weight. Bad idea. Felina lost her balance and her chest slid to one side causing a awful strain on the rings. Coupled with the weights, two sets of breast paid dearly for Felina's action. �AAAAAAHHHHH! OOOOOHHHH, MY GOOOODDDD!� Ebony forced herself using every muscle in her body to set up right. It didn't work. She felt a burning strain on her left ankle. The girls had shifted to her right, Felina's left. Ebony vocalized a throaty gasp, while Felina sighed and wheezed, �We've got to do this together...� Ebony was in agony. Felina was breathing heavily, nearly in a panic.
�Felina! LISTEN TO ME! Shift your weight to your right and use your right leg to pull yourself up. I'll work the same way using my left. Ready?�
Felina nodded sniffing in a slobber. Ebony nodded and gave a breathy count, �On three. One. Two. Three!� The two girls pulled with their legs and leaned over with their torsos. A very severe strain against the ringed breasts on opposite side caused a near faint in Felina. �For the love of the Gods, Felina, don't faint. Oh, this hurts...�
Slowly the two girls began to set themselves straight. As they resumed their square upright setting position, the awful hurt in their breasts subsided. It was far better to set with a sore cleft than to nearly rip apart their nipples. It was Felina who began to sob. As she did, it caused the stone weights to bob up and down. Ebony gasped and shook her head, �No. No, don't cry, girl. It'll make the weights bobble and pull on our nipples...�
Ebony in a fluster to stop the bobbing effect, opened her mouth and kissed Felina. She used her tongue the way she'd been taught as a young girl. In combination with the bobbling effect of the weights, and the reassure on the girl's cunts. Both of them soon felt a burning orgasm building on the tips of their clits. It surprised even Ebony, that Felina could recover so quickly as to have an orgasm. She did. In a flood of oh's and ahs, she let her gates saturate the metal bar. It dripped to form a puddle below on the marble floor. Ebony's clit and experience couldn't stop her juices from flowing to form a similar puddle. Ebony had heard of some Masters flogging a girl for making such a puddle. It wasn't her first nor would it for sure be her last.
�My but you two are already puddling.� Spoke Lydia in a saucy, sarcastic tone.
�No. Dear Lydia, they're not puddling, but merely piddling...� Quipped Lustina.
�I know what Flavious will do with these two when he sees the size of those little pools of juices.� Chided Honey as she swayed to the shelf where Flavious placed his whip.
�Oh. This must hurt darlings.� Lydia lifted one of the blood stones and tested its heft. She let it drop with obvious intention to cause the two girls pain. �AAAhhh!� Felina tossed her head back.
�Hunnga...� Ebony, rolled her head over onto her strained shoulder and slowly blinked her eyes.
�See girls, good reaction.� Lydia affectionately fondled both Felina and Ebony's breasts.
Ebony was the first to speak. She did so in a tone of voice of a girl obviously recovering from an orgasm. �What do you girl's want with us? Can't you see, Master Flavious is punishing us?�
Honey narrowed her focus on Ebony, pulling on her long single braid of hair, �We're here to punish you some more.�
Felina choked out a few almost audible words, �By whose orders, Honey?�
�By my orders, honey...� Julia stepped out of the shadows, �I just spoke with Master Flavious and he is going to be arranging this evenings entertainment for a while. I would like to amuse myself with you two. I intend to have some assistance. What do you think of my assistants?�
Ebony nodded, �Yes, mistress.�
Felina closed her eyes and nodded while moving her lips to say `yes mistress' only nothing came out.
�What did you say, dear Felina, I couldn't hear you?�
Felina nodded her head. She really did loose her voice due to the pressure on her orgasm sensitive cleft. Julia grew a bit impatient with Felina. She motioned to Honey.
Uncoiling the whip, Honey snaked it across Felina's back allowing the tip of the lash to snap on the side curve of Felina's sore breast. It raised a welt immediately. �AAAHHH! YES! OH MISTRESS, I LOVE YOUR ATTENDANTS!�
�Good. Now we can have some fun. Mona?�
No answer.
�Mona. MONA!�
Still no answer. �Lydia, go and get that lazy slut Mona in here. Be quick!�
�Yes, mistress.�
�Lustina and Honey, you two slither your naked selves upon that bar behind these two. Yes, let your cunneys slide down onto the bar. I won't bind you to the thing. If it starts to hurt, lift yourself off using either Ebony or Felina for support. Lustina, work on their breasts. Honey, work on their clefts. I'd love to see a four way orgasm.�
`The tow girls obeyed their mistress and glistening with oils applied before they stepped into the chamber slid easily onto the bar. Their slippery bare clefts fitting down onto the shinny bar leaving their toes seeking the floor. In a erotic display of female endurance, Lustina stretched herself into a wide `X'. Only her sex was supporting her weight. Honey, her blonde hair thick and disheveled quickly mounted the bar. Allowing her oiled cleft to slide her toward Felina's firmly mounted nudity. She could really take the bar's ability to torture.
Julia remembered Flavious telling her that he sometimes punished Honey and Lustina on the bar for hours. They loved it. He like the way they orgasm on the thing. Recalling, she remembered him telling her about the time he had finished bathing and quietly entered his chamber. He saw the two girls setting on the bar kissing and fondling each other with their clefts firmly over the hard metal. The two unrestrained girls began their orders. Lustina's relentless fingers pressing and teasing Ebony and Felina's nipples. Honey's hands were pinching and worrying the girl's sore clits. Julia was surprise as to how quickly the four orgasm. As Ebony and Felina kissed and quivered in mutual orgasm. Felina again in her wide `X' orgasm and worked her hips to cause an even harder friction on her clitoris from the bar.
In a broad stroking fashion, she worked her hips to rake harder friction on her clit. Honey was actually fucking the damn thing. Julia was all amaze. These two girls seem to be in love with the bar. She wondered if it was possible to torture them on it. They seemed to love it so much. Watching these two girls carrying on a love affair with this torture device made her remember the Povo twins, Angelica and Andrea. There were two of the sloppiest little muffins in all of Rome.
In a serious contest of pain, she saw those two be crucified face to face. Oh, not before she earlier witnessed them having their quims skinned with a twelve inch chain mesh. Then their breasts flogged with wet horse hair whips. As they were hung on the cross, their skinned clefts were salted and split on a very shiny sharp wedge. All they did was squeal and climax over and over under the hot Roman Sun. Now there were these two. Julia thought that in every Roman household with female slaves, there must be a couple, related or otherwise, that just love to be punished.
As the girls cooled down on the bar. Lydia and Mona finally showed up. �There you two are! Lydia I sent you for Mona more than an hour ago. What took so long?�
�Mistress, she wasn't where I usually find her. I found her out by the Arena. She was watching the gladiators strain.� Lydia spoke with a bowed head.
�An so you decided to stroll about on your own, Mona?�
�Mistress, I...�
�I what, Mona?�
�I, I, I'm sorry mistress...�
�I'll show you sorry... And you, too, slow moving cow!�
�You two, bar lovers, come here.� The two randy little sluts, glistening with a combination of body oil and sweat from their orgasms. Brushing their disheveled hair from their faces. In unison, spoke, �Yes, mistress.�
Julia pointing first to Mona and then to Lydia, �Since this one likes to wander about outside in the Sunshine. Spread her between those two columns on Master's Sun deck. Do the same with this blonde sow. Let them ripen naked in the Sun. Oil them well. Then when they've had plenty of Sun, lash them with the five thong whip. Make it sting on their sunburned skin. Don't whip their bellies. Why, I do believe that Lydia is starting to show just a bit. Or are you being a pig sow and eating too much?�
�Mistress, I am becoming with child. I promise that I will as always watch my food intake. Master will not like me fat, but will find me lusty while pregnant. He pumps me four times per day now...�
�You randy little bitch. As for you Mona, how many times a day does Master pump you?�
�Mistress, equally as many...�
�But your belly is not looking as round as Lydia's, does this mean that we can whip you harder?�
�If you desire, mistress. I am but a bare, Nubian slave girl. If you wish to lash me, do so until it pleases your every desire. I am certain that I am with child nearly as much as my pregnant slave sister, Lydia.�
�Do you sleep together?� Lydia answers the question for them both, �We sleep together with you and Master Flavious, mistress.�
�Still you must be punished. Carry out my orders and return quickly, bar sluts.� The two girls scramble to their task. Using rope in a nearby chest, Lustina and Honey first bind Mona between two columns facing the Sun. She is standing with her wrists out stretched and her legs spread. Lydia is next and as she is spread between a second pair of columns, it is more noticeable that she is pregnant. Honey squeezed her breasts and milk squirted out into her face. She squeezed again and opened her mouth to swallow some. It tasted sweet. Lydia is a sweet girl.
Using her thumb and forefinger, Lustina lifted Mona's breasts upward enough to let her feel the hot Sun on the tender undersides of her breasts. She lifted them higher and Mona followed her upward and began to breath between her teeth. Lustina twisted Mona's nipples and let her breasts fall back to a more normal shape. They bounced twice as Lustina let go and let them drop. She repeated the action on Lydia's milk swollen breasts. Lustina felt the wet stickiness of Lydia's milk on her fingers and hands. Finishing the details of the two girls' bondage. Lustina and Honey went back inside to their mistress who asked them, �Are they well secured?�
In unison again, �Yes, mistress.�
�Good. In a few hours, the Sun will begin to set. When the Sun is lower, Lustina you will go the verandah and lash Lydia. Honey, when Lustina is finished with Lydia, you will take the whip and lash Mona. I will grant you the custom of the guards. You may sexually use the girls when you have finished lashing them.�
The two girls nodded their approval and with bowed heads thanked their mistress. �Now lets work on these two...� Julia's attention fell on Ebony and Felina.
The Roman Sun was now lower in the sky. Lydia's nudity glowed a deep copper colored bronze. Her sunburned nipples seem to blend into the rest of her color. Their position on her breasts marked more so by their erect tips. Julia's thumb and forefinger squeezed on her nipples. They turned white and immediately red. Lydia gasped. In the hot afternoon, Flavious and his two guards joined the activities staged by Julia. She could put on a good show for a vestal. At the center of the deck was a old fountain that had been replaced with a larger one further near the end of the deck. The pit and center of the old fountain made an ideal mock up of a harvest mill.
Using the heavy beams that Ebony and Felina had placed on them earlier, Julia created a simulated field mill. By looping the ends of the beams about the center of the fountain, the girls could pivot about the fountain's base as if they were laboring at a field mill. The effects were outstanding. Ebony and Felina were now slowly trodding about the fountain. Their backs arched against the heavy beams. Lustina and Honey, in their own sun drenched nudity lashed the two girls if they slowed at their labor.
Julia walked back toward Flavious, Vectus, and Zeneibus. Vectus was stroking himself as he watched Honey deliver a stinging slash across Felina's breasts. Felina staggered a moment, tossed her head back and let out a deep gasping cry, �AAAAAHHHHH!� A similar stroke delivered by Lustina caught Ebony. She stumbled a bit, and shook her head a couple of times. With a strain, she held back a wail. Letting her pain dissipate between her clenched teeth. As quickly delivered second stroke to Ebony's breasts made them sway. Rapidly a third stroke fell, directly across her sore nipples. In a well controlled for the pain she received, Ebony gave a nasal sounding squeal. The third stroke made her knees nearly buckle. Honey was unmerciful on poor Felina. In her staggering trod, Felina just was too trusting and casual about the way she let her legs spread wider. In a very deft flick. A wet splat announced to the on lookers that Felina was a sorry girl for spreading her legs.
The thongs seemed to cling to her burning cleft. Making the lips and clitoris turn blazing red and leaving a track of three red welts in their path. Felina's knees buckled. A rain of lashes across her back, shoulders, butt, breasts, and sides forced her back to her feet.
�Halt.� The girls stopped their weary trudge. Lustina and Honey lowered their whips. �Vectus take Honey's whip and keep these two in a steady trod. Zeneibus, you take Lustina's whip and follow me. Lustina and Honey, come along. Julia, you should see this too.�
Back inside of his bed chamber, Flavious had Lustina and Honey scramble back upon the bar. �All right, sluts, no bondage on the bar, just make love to each other on it. Zeneibus, lash them while they play on this thing. Julia lay on the bed with me and watch. I promise you this won't take long and when they're finished, it'll be time to whip Lydia and Mona.�
The show that Lustina and Honey put on for the couple on the bed and the nude male whipping them defied description. The weakest man in the world could get an erection watching these two. Julia became so aroused at the contortions of these two, she mounted Flavious and road him like a stallion. Flavious was about to climax. He told her, but Julia's lust was so great that she let him flood her. Julia leaned down and flattened her breasts against his chest. She heard the faint strokes of the whip slapping against the two women on the bar. Their muted little whimpers escaping like short bursts of feminine protests. �Flavious, dear one. Make me your mistress. I have you inside of me now. Let me live with you from now on. Make me pregnant like you did my Lydia...�
�She is a slave girl... Do you wish to become my mistress and slave girl?�
�Your nightly slave girl, sire. Master me and in here I will ride your bar and accept your lash. But only from your hand, Master. Not from a guard or another slave girl.�
�You are setting rules, Julia. I will not have any rules set by a slave girl...�
�Yes, Master Flavious, I am yours. I will accept any punishment delivered by your hands or another that you may order to punish me.�
�Done.�
�Flood me again, please, dear Master...� As the two girls repeated their act on the bar. Julia received Flavious' seed deep inside of her belly. Mona held stoic as the lash coiled itself around her nudity. Honey knew how to swing a long whip. If her strokes were not applied properly, Vectus reminded her with a swift stroke of the five thong under her arm and across her breasts. Lustina delivered snake stroke after snake stroke to Lydia. Keeping the lashes above her navel. Sometimes the whip would wrap and cause her breasts to squirt milk. As with Honey, if Lustina didn't apply a correct stroke, Zeneibus whipped her so that it flicked her nipples or sex. As a topping to this scene of punishment, Ebony and Felina had been finally released from their pivot. They were now both on their knees and sucking on Vectus and Zeneibus' erect cocks.
In the afternoon Sun, Julia rode Flavious again. Her breasts quivered and vibrated with her orgasm as she faced the setting Sun. The torches were being lit as Lydia and Mona were released from their bondage. A kitchen slave notified Flavious that his guests were arriving for dinner. Julia and Flavious were bathing. In the bath, Lustina and Honey washed the couple. Lydia and Mona bathed each other. Zeneibus and Vectus were fuck ebony and Felina for the third time, at the waters edge. There was a loud knock at the door, naked, Vectus answered it.
Stumbling in was Velanna. She was bound in a captive's brace. Following her was Carlos. He held a whip. �Velanna here tried another escape attempt. We caught her on the beach, Master.�
Velanna had now huddled bent over on her knees. The brace made it difficult for her to stand erect. Welts rose here and there on the sides of her breasts, back, butt, and thighs. Besotted with dirt and sand, she was sweating.
�You really didn't have to bring her here now, Carlos. Why didn't you put her in the dungeon and rack her for a while. Use your imagination a bit. After all she is a delectable blonde Amazon. Must I send Julia down there with you to figure out some type of punishment for her. Drub her with laths and put her to work in the grain mill for now. I'll look into this tomorrow. Tonight we have guests.�
Carlos took Velanna by her hair. She slowly rose as best as the brace would allow. Cursing and protesting, she called back to Flavious, �Master of cows! You sit in your bath while this pig tortures the real heroes of your Arena! I know you want to stage, erotic shows for the populous, but I and others only wish to fight for you. Let me be a gladiator and not a sniveling slave girl fondling your erect cock in this bath...�
Her words were cut off as Carlos slashed his whip across her breasts. She gasped and wailed a snotty whimper.
�Get her out of here, Carlos!� Flavious motioned to him, he bowed and grabbed her arm.
Julia whispered into Flavious' ear, �Switch her nipples for that sniveling slave girl remark, Master. I'm not sniveling...�
�Carlos. Switch her nipples with fresh Oleander cuts. Then give her cleft a dose of the nettles. She'll learn to keep her tongue. Oh, make sure she's salted on her nipples and clit when you've finished.�
At the party, Gretchen was the very center of activity. She made a great serving dish. The guests ate from every nook and cranny on her body. Lustina and Honey liked washing the dish.

Friend
Vector Marcus Elexeous stood in Flavious' parlor. He looked about at the drapery on the walls and the excellent art on display. A slave girl with bells on her breasts trotted through carrying a jar on her shoulder. She made off toward the kitchen. Her jingling echoed and died off to an inaudible tinkle in the maze of the villa.
Flavious and Julia had entered, both clad in skimpy togas. They eyed Marcus still in his travel cloths.
�Marcus it is a pleasure to see you. You look so hot and dusty in that garb. Julia send for Mona to tend to Marcus' garbs.�
Julia said nothing, turned to go an fetch Mona, smiled over her shoulder at a gawking Marcus. She lifted her bare feet in a dainty manner. �Flavious my old friend. You are doing wonderfully. I must admit that I am a bit confined and hot in these garbs. That girl looked radiant. Who is she Flavious?�
�Vestal Julia.�
�Julia? Your joking. Julia's much older than her. The last time I saw Julia, she looked old and tired...�
�Really, Marcus, it's Julia. What she needed was some rest and relaxation. Like you do my friend.�
In a few moments, Julia led in Mona, with a collar and chain leash. Mona was now beginning to show her rounder belly. Marcus eyed the dark beauty he nodded as he spoke, �Pregnant, eh? Yours?�
Flavious smiled and commented as he nibbled on an olive, �Marcus, why have you come?�
�You son of a stallion. Well, I guess it won't be a secret for long. Caesar wants another show. One that is a real stopper. He wants to see more of your blonde Amazon, Velanna.�
�I'm sure things can be arranged. I have a new cargo of fresh female and male slaves arriving tomorrow. You can see them for yourself. Give him a first hand report of the new arrivals. They come from Greece, Norse, Spana, China, Egypt, Elands, Germanus, Rusk, North Africa and a newly discovered land in the distant far West.�
�Sounds delightful, Flavious. I told the Emperor myself of your special talents. I remember how you out foxed me on that purchase of Gretchen. How is the dear girl?� As he spoke those words, as if on cue, Carlos led in a naked Gretchen with her back arched against a strut. Her breasts bouncing and jiggling as she struggled against the strut. Marcus looked astounded as he spoke out loud, �Carlos, what has she done this time?�
�The normal, sire. Can't keep her hands off the novice girls in the Arena cells.�
�Marcus, she's a randy little lesbian.� Marcus raised his eyebrows. He appraised Gretchen's sexual beauty. She was kneeling with her legs slightly spread. Her clitoris peeked out between the lips of her sex. It gave her the appearance of a street whore. Her back arched on a strut made her breasts stand out. On display so to speak. With bowed head, Gretchen heard the sentence pronounced on her. A tear rolled down her Sun bronzed cheek.
�Carlos, Julia and I will be bathing shortly. String her up in the archway inside of the baths. Have Honey lash her. We'll be down shortly to witness.�
Carlos nodded his respect for his Master and left dragging Gretchen with him.
�Flavious? Would it be possible...�
�Yes. It would. Mona, take Vector Marcus to the ruby room. Assist him. Marcus, join Julia and I in the bath house in half an hour or so. As soon as you are settled in. You'll find comfortable clothing in the room. Did you bring any slaves with you?�
�Yes. Jasmine.�
�Ah. Have her join in with us. Mona will show you the way.�
At the door to Flavious' private baths, Mona lightly knocked two then three knocks. The door opened. As it creaked wider, Marcus could hear a slicing sound of a whiplash followed by a girl's high noted cry. It seemed distant. He could hear but not see the girl being whipped. As he stepped in, a shadow of a girl standing with her wrists crossed above her head and her legs spread played on the far wall. Another shadowy figure appeared behind the girl applying the whip. The outline was most surely that of another girl. From the silhouettes they cast, they were obviously naked. The outline of their erect nipples revealed a minimum of bare breasts receiving the lash.
Marcus could see Julia and Flavious playing in the waters. Lustina and Lydia were bathing them. Ebony and Felina were fingering each others nipples and whispering as they obviously had a good vantage point to view the whipping. The lashes grew louder as well as the outcries. Two torches burned brightly behind the girl standing and being lashed. Marcus saw it was Gretchen. She stood with her arms crossed at the wrists. A single cord drew them through a ring above in the archway. Her legs were spread and tied at the ankles to ring-bolts set into the stone. The girl whipping her was also blonde. Her name was Honey. Both girls glistened with sweat. Marcus could hardly take his eyes off Gretchen. He watched as the whip snaked around her nudity. It left a red streak in its wake.
�She's going to take several more lashes before I let her down, Marcus. Join in.� As the door closed behind him, Jasmine followed him in. She winced as she heard the sound of the whip. Jasmine was a dusky oriental girl. Her bare cleft in the perfect shape of a key hole. Dark nipples tipped her smallish golden breasts. Her hair was long and flowed down to the upper slope of her ass. Which was quite round and dimpled with noticeable 'God's thumb-prints'. Her legs seemed very long and her navel was cute and swirled about a large gold ring. A larger more noticeable gold ring passed through her clitoris. Though not inserted, were a matching set of rings for her nipples.
Marcus had her remove her nipple rings. She was nervous because each time he did, her nipples were whipped. �She's lovely, Marcus.� Julia complemented.
�Yes, Marcus! How did you manage to keep her such a secret. With her looks alone, all of Rome must be in a tizzy. If I were you, I would surely hide her from the Emperor. Your secret is safe with us...�
All the while this chat was going on, in the background could be heard the steady rhythm of the lash. It made a steady �WHIST� sound followed by a slap of wet leather. Accented by Gretchen's pitiful sharp rasping squeal. Marcus had Jasmine's nipple rings on his thumb. At Julia's coaxing, he re-attached them to her nipples. She seemed a bit more at ease as Marcus had never punished her while she wore her rings. In a show off manner, Jasmine turned this way and that revealing both her nudity and her rings.
The whipping of Gretchen continued. Honey's arm was getting tired. Not half as tired as Gretchen's nudity at taking her lashing. �Both of you join us now in the pool.� Julia invited with a most seductive voice.
Lustina fingered Julia's sex beneath the water and fondled her nipples. She kissed Julia fully on the mouth. As Julia returned the kiss, she felt Lustina's hard nipples press against her own. Mona was now in the bath and along with Lydia, they washed their Master. Making his cock hard, Lydia took another fucking from him. He slid deeper into her. Deeper than before. He felt a warm swollen ridge deep inside of her matrix. It seemed to attach itself to the end of his cock. He actually felt like it was sucking on him. He flooded her with his cum. Another dose to reassure everyone that Julia's slave girl was pregnant by Julia's Master.
Marcus slipped into the bath and Jasmine followed him. This was the first time that he could get a good look at Gretchen's whipping. He got an instant erection looking at her twisting, writhing and wailing under the whip. She was beginning to look like a zebra. �Marcus I have noticed that you are diverted to looking at Gretchen getting her whipping. I am trying to make the little slut learn a lesion. By the way, Honey is a feast for sore eyes isn't she?�
Marcus nodded. His eyes fixed on the scene before him. Gretchen writhing as the whip snaked around her breasts and again around her hips. He saw the bronze skin of the lovely nude Honey whipping Gretchen. Her breasts bouncing and undulating as her arm first went back and then again forward to apply the lash.
Julia swam over to Flavious and whispered in his ear. She nibbled at his earlobe and giggled. �Honey, stop whipping Gretchen for now. Join us in the water for a while.� Flavious ordered. Honey stopped the whipping, if only for the sake of her arm. It was quite stiff. She must have dealt Gretchen more than a hundred lashes. Gretchen hung silently and breathed heavily. As she did her breasts heaved and quivered. She was covered pretty much everywhere from the nape of her neck to her ankles with welts.
�Flavious? Can I go to her and use...�
�Of course, Marcus, put it to her hard. Honey, before you get in, coat Gretchen's sex and ass with oil.�
Marcus climbed out of the pool and went over to Gretchen who was still heaving and breathing hard from her whipping. He began by fondling her whip swollen nipples. Then using his free hand, he manipulated her sex. Marcus didn't even look at her, but he called to Jasmine to pleasure Flavious and Julia. She obliged.
It wasn't long before Marcus was inside of Gretchen. He fucked her with a firm resolve. Flavious looked at Lustina and Honey. He glanced at the carved marble phalluses, which lined the opposite side of the pool to where Gretchen was bound. They were large and looked entirely too big for the girlish guts of Lustina and Honey.
�You two, bar sluts, mount the stone images. Be quick about it.�
The two girls looked at each other and scrambled towards the huge erect phallic symbols. In a all too sudden motion, Honey slipped herself down onto one of the large stone shafts. It made a wet gurgling sound. Julia saw it disappear inside of her. Honey was in a squat position. Lustina followed suit. Using extra bath water, she slid her ass over one of the large shafts. Her bowels seemed to make a protesting gurgle.
Flavious swam closer to them. �Comfortable?� The two girls nodded. He looked at Jasmine, �Good.�
In a simple but cruel move, he grabbed their ankles and yanked them towards the edge of the pool. Lustina was first and she settled down onto the shaft even more. Again the protesting gurgle in her guts.
Feeling better about doing it herself, Honey was nearly finished splaying her feet outward when he pulled on her ankles and settled her down hard on the symbol. Her vagina passed a little bit of air and swallowed the whole thing. Both girls were now quite stuffed. Flavious really didn't notice it, but Julia did. It was Lustina that didn't take a breath. When she relaxed to take a breath some gas came out around her ass. She shook her head and bit her lower lip. Flavious was swimming away and ready to make a comment about his two lusty slave girls when Lustina let out a horrendous wail. Her face was twisted in awful pain. Honey had screwed up her face ready to let out a whopper of a scream. She did, �A AARRGH!�
�Marcus these two really are hurting aren't they. Could it be the size of those things?� Flavious asked.
Marcus smiled. Now he'd have something on Flavious. �Jasmine. Go to the largest one of those erect things that those two whimpering sops are protesting. Lower yourself, first your sex then later your ass over them and set with the patients as I have taught you.�
�Yes, my Master.� Jasmine's reply was sure and congeal. She got out of the pool and coated herself with the same oil that Honey put on Gretchen. Strolling over to the symbols. She found a pair of exceptionally large ones. They were close together. Rubbing herself in a very seductive way to coat her hands with oil, she coated the symbols. In a kind of rhythmic dance, she lowered herself down to allow the two large symbols to penetrate her at both ends at once. Slowly lowering herself down onto the hard stones, she allowed time for the air to quietly escape. This would reduce the pressure on her guts. In just a few moments, the girl was flat butted on the floor. Her legs out-stretched and she opened them and closed them in mock rhythm to unheard music.
Julia was impressed. To say the least about Flavious. �Marcus. Do I see what I think I see. Two shafts at once inside of Jasmine?�
�That is correct. When I bought her. She was being punished on a pair of shafts three times larger than these. All I saw was a small tear in her eye. I paid dearly for her.�
�I can see why. If word of her got out, Marcus, I'd just have to buy her and put on quite a show of her. You wouldn't want to lend her to me for the Emperor's party?�
Marcus shook his head. He was still fucking Gretchen. �Marcus, I tell you what, I will trade Gretchen to you for her. She's got to be tighter that Jasmine...�
�Flavious my friend, let me think on it. Perhaps if you let me have Gretchen for the night it will help?�
�Deal. But only if you let Julia and I play with Jasmine.�
�That seems fair. Jasmine you will sleep tonight with Flavious and Julia. You wouldn't throw Honey in with the deal. You know how I like to play with blondes.�
�Sure, but she is not part of the trade.�
�Agreed.�
Jasmine sat on the shafts for what must have been an hour. Honey and Lustina could not get off of them without help. Ebony and Felina helped them, but not without dropping them back down a couple of times. Much to the painful wails that echoed inside the bath. Jasmine giggled at the scene. With the grace of a supple dancer, Jasmine raised herself off the shafts with seemingly effortless motions. It was quite arousing to watch. Julia fucked Flavious as she watched Jasmine's dance. Marcus fucked Gretchen as he looked into her deep blue eyes. His fingers flicked her nipples. His tongue lapped at the welts over her shoulders.
Flavious ordered Ebony and Felina to fetch some food as they would dine in the baths this evening. It was done. Marcus let loose on Gretchen's ropes. She melted into his arms. As the last morsel of food on Marcus' plate was about to be consumed, Flavious leaned over to Julia and whispered into her ear. She giggled and got up. Like a little girl she skipped over to the door and blowing Flavious a kiss, she left. Marcus was fondling Gretchen's left breast. He fed a fig to her.
�She fucks marvelous, Flavious.�
�Yes. Especially after a whipping. I personally used my whip on her that night I bought her. She fucked like a bitch in heat.�
�You are lucky my friend...�
�Tell me, does your oriental Peony fuck as sweetly after a lashing?�
�Like a tiger.�
�A tiger?�
�Hum, you see when I do have her flogged I remove her rings. She knows she's about to get it when I tell her to remove them herself. One of the hottest fucks I ever got from her was after I switched her nipples. I used a fresh laurel switch. It made them swell nearly twice their normal size. Stayed that way for nearly a week. Flavious, they really were puffed up. She couldn't put her rings back on for ten days. Honestly, her cunt got wet if I even picked up the switch. She'd clutch her nipples and whimper.�
Flavious smiled and shook his head. He plopped a fig into Lydia's mouth. Mona was sucking his cock.
The familiar two followed by three knocks, told Flavious that Julia was back. With her were Vectus and Zeneibus. All of them were naked. Ebony and Felina went to Vectus and Zeneibus. They kissed them. Immediately their hands fell to weigh the two men's sex. Ebony was already stroking Zeneibus' shaft to a ridged hardness. Flavious leaned to Julia, �Knowing you, it would have been difficult to keep your hands off these two studs.�
�Master, I promise you on my life, you are the only man who'll fuck me while I live in your house...� Julia was sincere and truthful. Flavious looked at her and smiled, �You know I have ways of making sure.�
�My Master may question me under the lash if he pleases. Put me up over there. Where you had Gretchen bound and Whip me.�
Without taking his eyes off of Julia, he called, �Honey, go to my chamber and fetch my long black whip.�
Julia's nipples grew erect and firm she was ready for the lash from her Master. She really was being truthful. �It seems I must give my special slave girl a lesion in keeping her hands to herself. Am I to trust her returning with two very handsome and nude males...�
Vectus started to speak in Julia's defense, but Felina kissed him and made him shut up. She whispered to him, �Quiet you fool, she wants a whipping from him. He is her Master now. Just watch...�
�Am I to believe that this very beautiful slave girl just couldn't manage to keep her hands to herself. Not to even touch these two hung males? Or, to keep them from touching her? I certainly can't blame these two healthy men from a simple fondle of a breast or a finger into this lovely moist slit of hers...� Flavious began to fondle her breasts and finger her lovely bare slit in front of the group. He even poked his little finger inside of her ass. �Or, even inside of her lovely bung.� Julia let out a mewing whimper. Flavious put his index finger up to Julia's lips and she sucked on it. �As it is, I must lash this girl. Whip her just to be sure...�
His words were interrupted by Honey's return. She handed him his black snake whip. He motioned for Honey to fix Julia into the same position that Gretchen had been bound earlier. Standing now with her arms above her head. Crossed and tied at the wrists. Her legs obscenely spread and corded to the ring-bolts in the floor. Julia was ready for a whipping. �I don't want you to thing that I am particularly cruel. A simple lashing won't do for her. It might get her too aroused. Slave Julia is here for punishment.�
Flavious begin her punishment with those words. He is a good looking man. Standing up with his body fully poised he uncoiled his whip. It slithered across the polished floor. Like an evil bee, it hissed and flew to a spot in the center of her back. It was a shock to everyone as much as to Julia. An instant welt formed. Julia tossed her head back and let out a deep throaty gasp. Again, the whip flew and this time in a wrap coiled itself about her breasts. The tip of the whip curling about for a second wrap only cut short enough to snap on her right nipple. The head as before tossed back and another throaty gasp escaped her lips. Lash upon lash, gasp upon gasp. Flavious whipped his slave girl to punish her wanton behavior. When at last the whipping stopped. He yanked back on her hair and rubbed his whip across her swollen nipples. She twisted and writhed brushing her nipples against his whip. Flavious snapped his fingers at Honey to get him his switch. She responded with a quickness that meant he could change his mind about the whipping if she displeased him. Up and down the switch rubbed on her erect tips. It was a thin cane like apparition. With a quicker than eye flick of his wrist, he painted her nipples with a thin red line. He repeated the stroke three more times. Lydia knew her mistress. She didn't outcry with the switching, simply because it took her breath away.
It was awful for dear Julia. She became quite aroused. Marcus traced his finger over Gretchen's welts. Mona felt obliged to suck on Marcus. Honey fell to her knees and sucked on Flavious while he plied the switch to Julia's nipples. Tiring of her nipples to switch, he continued on the lips of her sex. More than once did he strike her tender clitoris. Julia let out a yelp that sounded like a breathy combination of a hiccup and a scream.
Honey made Flavious cum into her mouth. Marcus exploded in Mona's mouth. Both Ebony and Felina were on their hands and knees. Vectus and Zeneibus were busily fucking the two girls doggy style. First in their cunts then in their asses. A few more slices with the switch had Julia climaxing and gasping with oh's and ah's. As she came, Flavious squeezed and fondled her nipples. He let her loose. Still hard from Honey's mouth, Flavious lowered Julia to the floor. He took her there. His spunk squirting deeper inside of her than ever before. She was his and his alone to fuck. The pool refreshed everyone and more food was brought. Flavious treated his friend Marcus to a private orgy.
The next day found a woebegone Velanna spread-eagle and drawn upside-down. A very taught position in an Amazon torture wrack. This wrack consisted of a ridged sapling bent over and fastened to her ankles. Her wrists were fixed to a heavy stone by chain. This sapling was slowly released drawing her upward. Needless to say, her bare sex roasted in the Sun. Flavious led Julia on a chain and collar. Marcus did likewise to Gretchen. Julia and Gretchen were nude. Flavious and Marcus were in thin togas. Lydia, nude, was walking beside Flavious. Mona carried a large umbrella. Carlos was standing with his arms crossed beside Velanna. He had his whip tucked into his trousers.
�Is she done yet, Carlos?� Flavious checked out the spread and exposed blonde.
�No Master. I think a few more hours of this Sun will bake her nicely.�
�How do you intend to whip her, Carlos?�
�A lashing on her sex and breasts, Master. It should be more effective after she's baked a few hours in the Sun...�
�Flavious might I make a suggestion?� Flavious nodded to Marcus. In a low tone of voice, �Let me send for Jasmine to do a scissors on Velanna after she is whipped. I suppose that they will both have many orgasms...�
�Capital idea Marcus. I will send Lydia to get Jasmine.� His attention fell to Lydia, �Bring her to us by the pool in the garden. Go girl and be quick!�
Splashing about the pool, the assembly had began an pleasant afternoon. Lunch was served with plenty of wine. Julia and Lydia played girl games as Jasmine, now quite drunk, danced in her most seductive movements. Vectus and Zeneibus with Ebony and Felina joined into the activities. A male slave from the Arena told Flavious that Velanna was ready for her whipping. Marcus ordered Jasmine to remove all of her rings. This made the girl so nervous she squatted and peed. All of them were naked now as they approached a still tied Velanna. Carlos had removed his clothing and coated himself will body oil. The women did so and coated the Masters. Everyone had a fresh coat of body oil, even Velanna.
Marcus was the first to study Velanna's bound nudity. He noticed how the Sun had baked down on the tender undersides of her breasts causing them to turn a reddish brown. Her nipples disappeared on the ends of her breasts. Revealing their location only by their erect tips. It startled him to see how dark and red her cleft had become. Already her clitoris was peeking out between sunburned neither lips. Marcus studied her and with a shake of his head, he began to figure out how this lovely Amazon kept her total all over tan. By unusual bondage.
Flavious nodded to Carlos to begin. Carlos took up a position slightly to one side and to the hanging girl's right. He tested his whip. As the whipping commenced, Marcus developed a firm erection. Velanna was quite capable of arousing anyone. Velanna screamed as the whip sliced directly into her sex. She felt the leather split the lips of her sex to land squarely on her clitoris. Her sunburned clitoris. Ironically, her position made it nearly impossible for her to move an inch. All she could do is scream as the whip fell. Carlos was in no hurry to whip this lass. He watched her roasting slowly in the Sun. Her shinny bare sex ready for his whip. Poised, he took aim for another stroke.
This slash found her unprepared. It was a lazy stroke. It landed squarely in the split of her cleft. This time he let it remain for a while. To Velanna, the whip felt like it was drinking her. Sapping her inner strength. Inflicting a burning pain to the tip of her clitoris. The very weight of the leather on her sensitive spot made her quiver. Up until now, Velanna had been quite stoic about her whipping. Carlos moved to the limb that connected her ankles. He released it a few inches. Velanna groaned. Carlos' whip wrapped itself around her supple breasts. On the wrack, her tight bondage prevented her from twisting or writhing. She shook her head and wailed. Again the whip snaked around her breasts. Again, she shivered and wailed her wracking protest.
As Carlos' whip uncoiled for the twenty first time, Velanna's breasts displayed numerous welts.
Flavious held up his hand to halt the whipping. He motioned to Jasmine to do her thing. Jasmine closed her eyes and began to focus on the wracked girl before her. She undulated her hips and took in a deep breath.
�Wait, Jasmine, before you begin, remove your nipple and clit rings.� Marcus ordered.
This made Jasmine somewhat nervous. Usually removing her rings meant that she was to be whipped. When they were off, she started to hand them to Marcus. He shook his head no and pointed to Flavious. She knelt before Flavious and handed him her rings. Even without music, Jasmine began to sway her hips and undulate herself. She had a natural rhythm. Stepping and dancing, Jasmine moved in between the wracked girl's spread legs. She lowered herself and rubbed her smooth sex on the blonde's sunburned sex. Velanna let out a muted whimper.
�Watch this, Flavious...� Marcus smiled. In the next few moments, Jasmine concentrated her motions. In an almost unbelievable feat, her sex began to enlarge. The opening dilated to the size of a melon. She dropped down onto Velanna and her opening actually covered Velanna's entire sex.
�I tell you, Flavious, she is actually sucking on Velanna's sex with her own!� Marcus emphasized.
Jasmine's fingers went to her nipples. She squeezed and pulled on them. Rocking her sex back and forth on Velanna's sex. It was possible to actually hear some sucking sounds coming from the union of these two sexes. It was a wet, slurping kind of sound.
�When was the last time Jasmine was whipped, Marcus?�
�Oh, it's been several weeks now, why?�
Flavious looked up at the Sun, �I think it's time now. The little slut needs a good sound lashing. Here, now, under the hot Sun...�
�Flavious, that is fine with me. But, may I suggest that we watch her make herself and Velanna Come?� Flavious nodded and smiled at Marcus. The way she was working on Velanna. It wouldn't take long. Velanna began to moan and toss her head back and forth. Orgasm was near. Just as Velanna gasped and groaned in the early throes of orgasm, Jasmine tossed her head back. Opening her mouth, she let out a throaty, �AH! OH! AAAAHHHH!�
Carlos had released a well whipped and sunburned Velanna. Her sun-bronzed nudity took on a reddish copper color. Even her nipples blended in with the reddish copper of the rest of her sunburn. Their erect tips displaying vivid reminders of long hours of naked exposure. Welts crossing the swelling mounds of her gloriously bare breasts.
�Here Marcus, you may fuck this Sun and whip burned blonde as much as you like. Carlos spread Jasmine for a lashing.� Jasmine began to weep softly. Carlos took her wrist and he jerked on her to coax her along. She stumbled a bit and followed him. Carlos led Jasmine over to a punishment area. It was situated in a clearing. He stopped beneath a long crosspiece that was held between two heavy wooden posts. Using rope, Carlos bound Jasmine's wrists in upward and wide outstretched position. He then, using pegs inset into the ground, spread and tied her legs. She stood spread-eagle and worshipping the Sun.
Catching up a coiled whip that hung ready on one of the heavy posts. Carlos tested its heft and uncoiled in on the grass. A nasty looking whip. It'd been fixed to a polished bone handle. Carved into the handle was the image of a nude girl. She was standing erect with her wrists tied, crossed, over her head. Her ankles were bound and crossed. The unusual thing about this whip was its apparently shinny, slender appearance. A rather curious looking material. Marcus looked at it and motioned for Carlos to let him test it.
Handing Marcus the whip, Carlos smiled. It seemed quite heavy to Marcus. He looked at Flavious and cocked his head. �This isn't leather, is it?� Flavious shook his head no. Marcus continued, �Funny, I've never seen anything like it. I imagine its the skin of some exotic African snake?� Flavious shook his head no, again. Marcus shook his head, �Hum. I know, the skin of an eel. I have one and Jasmine fairly comes in buckets when I use it on her. But it seems a bit heavy for eel skin...� He looks at Flavious and shakes his head again.
�It's a Manta tail whip, Marcus.�
�Manta...? What?�
�I got it from an exotic Egyptian woman. You wouldn't believe this thing, Marcus. I saw a black snake whip used on a unruly Nubian girl while I was there. This sassy muff took more than fifty strokes with the snake. She acted like she never felt it. The overseer sent her back to work in the fields, nude. Later that afternoon, I saw her standing naked and spread-eagle in the Sun. This time the overseer was another Nubian woman. Clad only in a small loin cloth. Both her and the slave girl were coated with oil to make them glisten in the Sun. Some of the shinny-ness was due to a lot of sweat. You know the odd thing, Marcus is the manner t that the other girl whipped her. Very easy, almost lazy strokes. What I did notice was how the girl twisted and wailed with each lash. This whip wrapped itself around the girl and just clung to her. It made very little sound. A sort of subtle wet slap. Like patting Gretchen's wet behind. When the girl overseer pulled on the whip to uncoil it from the slave's body, the girl would really scream and jerk. Her breasts would shudder and sway as the whip pulled away. I learned that this whip came from a distant land across a vast Ocean. A brown-skinned people called the `Azuntex' made it. Supposedly, they would use it to punish unmarried women for some tribal offense.�
Marcus felt the design of the handle. His fingers played over the carved upturned breasts of the figure. The handle was slightly worn due to use. Aside from that, it looked brand new. �Marcus, this whip I was told is more than three hundred years old. Yet it looks almost new.�
Nodding and still looking at it, �Flavious, have you ever used it on any of your slaves?� Mona shuddered.
�That one.� Flavious pointed to Mona.
�The black bitch, eh?�
Flavious nodded and smiled.
�Want to try it on a blonde one?�
�Velanna?�
�All right. But, I was thinking more like Gretchen here. Maybe both of them... At the pivot...�
Jasmine was whipped, but not with the Manta tale. Carlos was handed back a braided strand of some six foot length. He delivered to her some forty or so strokes. Most of them coiled about her breasts, butt, and sex. It was now early afternoon. The group had finished a pleasant meal near the outside pool. A ominous post had been inset into the grass near a row of statues by the pool. Two wooden beams with ropes fixed to one end were leaning against the post. Ready. Velanna and Gretchen had been heavily coated with oil. The afternoon Sun was burning hot in a cloudless blue sky. Her earlier whipping had taken some of the fight out of her. Velanna stood by while the heavy beam was placed across her shoulders. Ropes then bound her arms out-stretched along its length. A remaining piece of rope was looped about one end of the beam. Then around the post and back again secure to the beam. Velanna staggered for a moment, but regained her footing. The beam was quite heavy. Gretchen was fastened in the same way that Velanna had been. Being a little bit smaller, she had more difficulty managing the heavy beam. Velanna looked at Gretchen struggling with the weight of the beam, �Heavy for you, little house slut?� That snide remark earned Velanna a twist and a pinch on her right sunburned nipple. She winced.
Flavious walked about the post looking at the two forlorn blondes. He pressed his finger onto the side curve of Velanna's right breast. Where his finger touched, it turned first white then a deeper red. It was clearly a sunburn. He repeated the action on Gretchen. Fondling her nipples at the same time. He pinched her left nipple and gave it a twist. Like the one he used to shut up Velanna earlier. Gretchen let out a breathy, �Oh.�
Flavious addressed the two nude blondes in such a way as for everyone to hear, �You two will spend the remains of the day here at this simple task. To walk slowly about this post. Space your efforts to remain opposite each other. Both of you have been coated with thick oil. This should protect you enough from the Sun. Providing you don't falter and allow the whip to lash it off your skins. Keep the proper pace and you will suffer less. Simple as that. If you should falter in front of Carlos, he will whip you with this six thong leather whip. On the other hand, if you falter in front of Marcus, he will use this awful Manta tail on you. We shall test this now. Girls began your pace.�
Both Gretchen and Velanna began to walk. Very slowly at first to get their balance and footing in the soft green grass. Velanna slipped somewhat in front of Carlos. Carlos's arm went out sideways and arched back delivering a swishing stroke that landed across Velanna's back. It curled about her sides and scored her left breast and nipple. She tossed her head back and gasped a deep throaty moan. The action of the blow made her stumble again. Carlos delivered a twin to the first stroke. Velanna squealed and sucked in her breath between her teeth.
The two girls slowly turned about the pivot. Their bodies bronze and glistening in the rays of the hot Sun. Both of their breasts bouncing slightly as they struggled to keep the proper pace. As Gretchen was making her second turn past Carlos, she stumbled slightly. Carlos reminded her with a stroke across her back, stinging her left breast. Gretchen let out a surprised quip, mingled with her normal voice, �Oh!�
For almost a small reason, Marcus snaked the Manta's tail to coil over Velanna's bare sunburned breasts. She nearly went to her knees. Tossing her head back, she struggled to let out a scream. It seemed the whip was squeezing her something awful. Marcus was uncertain about his stroke. He didn't really wish to maim Velanna. Yet he was having trouble getting the whip to uncoil. Flavious stepped up to Marcus and with a quick twist on Marcus' grip the whip loosened and uncoiled itself quickly. Velanna took in her breath and whimpered. Standing as quickly as she could she shifted the weight of the beam and took a deep breath. Her breasts first rose then fell as she let her breath out. Marcus noticed how quickly a blood red welt formed across her breasts. The width of the Manta's tail. In the next few hours until the Sun went down. Velanna suffered nearly thirty strokes with the Manta's tail. This was in addition to more than sixty strokes from the six thong.
Gretchen on the other hand, learned her destiny by receiving no more than twenty strokes of the Manta's tail. Painted like a Zebra, she was gasping and waiting to die. So she thought. Carlos finished up on her by giving her nearly eighty strokes with the six thong. She stumbled and strained to keep her pace. The hot Roman Sun a scorching furnace. Her nipples licked red from the lashes. Seared crimson from the Sun.
Velanna was use to the burning Sun. Her bronze breasts bounced and jiggled with each step she made. The clinging effect of the Manta's tail and the six thong made them sway from side to side as the whips fell on her. Drawing womanly gasps and moans from her lips. Both girls fell to their knees as the last rays of the Sun disappeared behind the distant hills. Carlos released them from the heavy yokes of the pivot. The torches that lined the outside pool and garden were being lit. Jasmine came for the girls and put collars and leashes on them.
She led them back inside the villa. The others were gathered about the indoor pool. They were laughing and playing with each other and commenting about their sunburns.

Wringers
Marcus you should see this new device that I purchased. I think you will find it most interesting. Ah, they are here now...� Two male slaves, nude, were setting up a curious device. On its sides were two erect posts some six feet high each. Between and adjustable to accommodate various heights, were two quite smooth wooden rollers. They were connected to a special crank by a series of mesh gears that were also made of wood. The two rollers could be separated by pressure forcing up two somewhat heavy stones placed on the top roller. The device came equipped with several sizes and weights of stones. By being adjustable, its use became more apparent. �Flavious, this isn't a wringer by some chance?�
�You guess right my friend; but have you seen one before?�
�Yes. At the slave mart in Hericleum, two very large breasted Nubian girls were being milked by one of these things. They got their breasts whipped following their milking. At least one of them did. The other was breast lashed before her milking. Not as much came out as some of it was whipped out of her. Most impressive device, Flavious, but who is the lucky girl for the milking?�
�Lydia! You are to be first.�
A somber look came over the girl. She'd never been milked like this before. Having it squeezed out of her by wooden rollers. Standing before the device. One of the nude male slaves took her right wrist and fastened it at eye level to the out side of the right post. Her hand was dangling in the air. Unable to grip anything, her left hand and ankles were similarly bound. In this position, she is unable to protect herself. Her breasts were pressed against the rollers. Waiting. Flavious nodded to Mona. She got out of the pool. Still wet. Grasping the crank she made one turn. The stones rose and Lydia's breasts stopped halfway between the rollers. One of the male slaves put two stone weights one on top of each of the other stones. A few drops of liquid oozed from her nipples. Lydia made motions with her mouth, but nothing came out. Mona slowly turned the crank again one more time. It put Lydia's breasts in to the hilt. She reversed the crank one turn. They were now half in and half out as before. More liquid oozed from the now red nipples. Lydia shook her head twice. She vocalized a guttural sound that came from her mouth; her lips barely moved. Flavious nodded to Mona to continue. Twice more the crank wound up and down, slowly. Each time stopping half way so as to really squeeze her breasts. The male slave added two more stones with each cranking. Lydia was in a frightful state.
Mona cranked the device fully several times. The weight of the stones coupled with the squeezing effect of the smooth rollers forced Lydia to release her milk. It poured out of her in narrow white streams. Falling into small puddles on the shinny marble floor. Mona worked the crank forcing milk from Lydia. Lydia moaned and whimpered as the rollers squeezed over and under her swollen breasts. This was done until no more milk came out from of her breasts.
Flavious gave Mona some more orders, �Remove the rollers and squeeze her breasts by hand.� Mona worked Lydia's breasts until it was obvious no more milk would come out. At least for now. �Mona, squeeze them hard. Good. Now whip her breasts.� Mona kneaded Lydia's breasts until nothing else came out. She went over to a small wooden rack against the far wall of the pool. Taking up a six-thong whip, she returned to a gasping Lydia standing helplessly between the two posts. �Mona, use side arm strokes and lay them on well. Raise welts! Make her wish she had more milk to give. Make her nipples pay for their shortcoming. She'll learn to produce more milk, or I'll have her tits rolled and whipped every hour until she flows like a stream.�
�Yes, Master.� Lydia was flogged with the six thong. Her large breasts swayed to and from as the lash was applied. At first she gasped and wailed as the lashes fell. Her nipples swelled up and turned vividly red as the thongs spread over her swollen breasts. Red streaks gave way to a solid crimson color. Large breasts were slapped red by the six thong whip. Mona at first was visibly wet from the pool. By the end of the whipping she'd delivered to Lydia, she was dripping wet with sweat. So was Lydia. Mona was ordered to feed Lydia and give her sweet wine. She fed her until her belly looked somewhat distended. Leaving Lydia standing in her bondage, the rest of them swam and played. After about two hours, Lydia had to do her duty. Mona assisted her and when she was cleaned up, the rollers were put back in place. Lydia was ready to try again for more milk. She drank more sweet wine.
Flavious ordered six stripes delivered with the braided thong to her breasts. He told Mona to deliver them square onto her nipples. No mistakes, or her nipples would suffer. Mona positioned herself. She uncoiled the whip. It slithered itself across the polished marble floor. She side arm delivered it to land squarely across both nipples. It did. The tip dispensed itself across her back. Its coils paid her nipples a painful grip. Lydia tossed her head back and wailed, �AAAHHH!�
A second stroke just like the first one followed. Lydia wailed again and twisted. Her breasts swayed as the whip uncoiled itself. She shuddered. Flavious was in a state of mindlessness, �Give milk you cow! I could have you squeezed every moment of your life until you do! Continue, Mona, lash her until she gives us her milk!�
It didn't take long. On the very sixth stroke, Lydia gave of her milk. Was she ready, or just by chance? It flowed from her. Mona put the rollers back on and with a few cranks, Lydia was flowing like a fountain.
�Here Mona, fill my cup with the milk of Lydia!� Julia ordered. The whip produced a lot of Lydia's milk. As far as milk was concerned, Mona couldn't do better than Lydia. It took more lashes and produced less milk than her blonde competitor. Lydia whipped Mona without conviction. After all she'd lashed her! Lydia forced food down Mona. She used a funnel to pour sweet wine into Moan's gullet. Mona let go with her pee. It earned her sixty lashes. Lydia took great delight in delivering them to her. Moan's nipples took to being sore from the onset. It only took a few lashes to get them that way. What made the whipping of Mona so erotic, was the way her body glistened with sweat. Her nipples standing outward and hard, gave grace to her wonderfully nude body. The rollers slowly squeezing her breasts produced a series of mournful gasps and pitiful whimpers from Mona. In a final series of efforts with the rollers, Mona's nipples finally squirted white milk. �I'd have thought she'd have produced dark milk, eh Flavious?� Julia quipped.
�No. Be mindful, Julia. Watch your tongue around your Master least we see what color milk you can produce. I once saw a very sassy brown hairdo girl in Rome have her breasts beaten so hard they squirted pink milk...�
�Yes, my Master. Forgive this humble slave girl.� Julia was on her knees, licking Flavious' flaccid cock. Lydia was letting the rollers squeeze the milk from Mona. Mona was bound in the contraption the same way Lydia had been bound in it. Flavious was enjoying Julia's attention when he ordered two additional stones to be added to the rollers. Mona let out a muted whimper. The rollers slowly wrung the milk from her breasts.
They looked red and her nipples appeared quite swollen and sore looking. Lydia let the rollers squeeze her nipples for a few moments. Mona groaned. For the next hour the group near the water played and dunked each other. Swam and had sex. All the while Mona suffered with the rollers squeezing her breasts. Now Lydia was again bound to the device and her breasts were being rolled and rolled. All the while, she squirted more and more milk. Mona was turning the crank slowly as Lydia had done to her. Jasmine entered with the two sunburned blondes in tow. She looked at Lydia. Dragging her two charges over, she made them look at Lydia.
�See this blonde one? She's having her breasts squeezed by these rollers. When you two become heavy after your many fuckings, I am sure Master will have your breasts rolled for their milk...�
�JASMINE!� Marcus snapped.
Jasmine began to shudder visibly, �Yes, Master?�
�Bring the two blonde sluts over to me. Pray I don't try to see what kind of milk you might give...�
�Yes, my Master... My lord...�
She tugged so hard on the leash that Gretchen slipped on the marble floor. Valanna lost her footing in one of the puddles of milk. �Careful, Jasmine. Break any of their bones, and I'll have you flogged at the column before having your breasts squeezed all night.� Flavious reminded.
�Sorry dear Master. Forgive me, Master.� She helped up the two blondes. As she did, her fingers contacted their skin. The tell-tail signs of sunburn appeared. First white spots where her fingers gripped them, followed by the deep red spots in their wake. �Marcus these two are quite sunburned. Let them splash in the pool for a while...� It was obvious that Flavious had something else in mind for them.
The two blonde's were released from their collars and leash. They happily and playfully swam and savored the water. It felt cool on their hot skins. In the meantime, the rollers had stopped on Lydia and were removed. Now Mona and Lydia stood face to face bound in the device. One of the male slaves, was ordered to take up the six thong whip and lash the two girls standing face to face rubbing their sore breasts together. The lash made a wet sound as it slapped over the two women. Catching the side curves of their pressed together breasts. It made them squeal and jerk. First they pressed harder together and then pulled away from each other. Both girls unable to move very much due to their awkward bondage. As they settled in from the previous lash, their nipples lightly brushed together. Settled now from their writhing, the two girls stood and breathed heavily.
The other male slave had now positioned himself behind Lydia. So, one of them was behind her and the other behind Mona. Both armed with six thong whips. Their stance left Lydia's left breast fully exposed and Mona's left breast was fully exposed. Simultaneous strokes of the six thong whips curled the ends around each of the girls exposed breasts. Sore nipples got ever so sore. The leather showed no mercy to the two milk maids. A lesion in permitting even the most casual exposure of breast skin forced the two girls to square off to each other. It was less painful to stand nipple to nipple. As the whipping continued, the girls would press harder together. This forced more milk from erect nipples. The pressure of their contact made it flow over their breasts. Resulting in difficulty protecting each others nipples. The whip reminded them of this. Julia whispered in Flavious' ear, �Dear Master, have them both milked by the rollers while standing together. I'd love to turn the crank, Master...�
�Done. So be it. Arrange the rollers to accommodate these two sluts. Have the male's stop they're lashing and come over here. Marcus and I have a task for them.�
�Marcus, here is an idea I have for our two sunburned blondes. Let's have them whipped with the eel skins. It won't take any skin off, but they'll think it will. I'll have these two males' slaves spread them between those two sets of columns. Facing us. They will each take up the eel skin whips and lash these two. Watch the way their nipples swell and turn deep red. Their clits will swell and turn just as reds as they are; give them the down under strokes. What say you?�
�Excellent. I want to fuck Gretchen when they've finished whipping her. I want to make her pregnant. You know, I might let one of the males fuck her too. Then I can torture her more when she becomes pregnant. Punishing her for unfaithfulness to her Master. I'll really pump her good. As for Valanna...�
�I'll put her on the prong. I don't want her pregnant just yet. I need her for the arena...�
The two men had their attention diverted to the scene that Julia was playing out before them. A simple enough display of womanhood. A dusky blonde standing nipple to nipple with a sturdy black girl. Both of them well whipped and sloppy with milk. Julia turned the crank slowly. Her first motions pulled Lydia's breasts into the rollers. Pushing them against Mona's breasts causing them to flatten a bit more. Milk oozed out and over Mona's breasts. Lydia let out a pitiful whimpering squeal. Again the crank turned this time in reverse. Slowly, Lydia's breasts passed again between the rollers while Mona's breasts regained some of their shape as they pressed against Lydia's squeezed breasts. As the rollers neared Lydia's nipples, Mona's nipples were ready for the rollers bite. Slowly, the rollers pinched Lydia's nipples forcing a deep throated gasp from her. Lydia's milk dripped in white rivulets from Mona's dark skinned breasts.
The rollers now took a grip on Mona's breasts. Mona's nipples were first to receive the rollers. A sharp shrill escaped from Mona's lips. Julia noticed the trace lines of the lash crossing her breasts. The rollers began their draw on Mona's breasts. It didn't take long for her milk to flow. As her breasts were forced through the rollers, they pressed firmly against Lydia's breasts. Causing them to now flatten more than before. All the time pouring out milk over Lydia's sun-bronzed skin.
These rollers were pressing with the weight of eight stones on them. When the crank would go no further, Julia reversed its direction. The process of pressing and rolling the two girl's milk swollen breasts continued. Repeating the squeeze, pressing, flowing and pinching effect. by now, the two sunburned blondes were standing nude in as wide of an `X' as anatomy would permit. Standing behind them were the two nude male slaves. Each one holding a shinny eel skin whip, some six to seven feet long.
To permit a more subtle application of the whip, both girl's had been well oiled. They glistened in the torch light of the indoor pool. Harsh lesions of the whip being applied to sunburned skin cannot be fully explained. Only knowledge of a tingling sting amplified by a hundred as the eel skin makes contact. Oddly, the oil on the girl's skin mingles with the supple whip. As it clings to their skin, it becomes clear. Revealing its effect on a swollen erect nipple or how well it spreads neither lips to sting a bare red clitoris.
The girls jerk and shudder under the effects of the lash. Wails become shrieks. Gasps become deep throated moans. Bare, red breasts become redder. Bouncing and jiggling as the whips pull away. Ropes holding arms and legs stretched outward creak and strain. A scene of two totally bare naked, sunburned blonde slave girls. Both standing, bound spread-eagle before their Masters. Each girl being whipped over her most private parts causing her to twist and writhe. Displaying herself in her most wanton manner. A slave girl under the lash has only one thing on her mind. To be ready to please her Master. Ready to accept any form of sexual pleasure that he could devise for her and for himself.
Flavious raised his hand. The whipping stopped. Two lovely nude blondes, their chests heaving, gasping and sweating. They were ready. �Jasmine, go to the kitchen and bring two of the scullery sluts. Be quick now.� Flavious ordered. He nodded to the two males, �You two go and bring the passion lance. The one carved out of polished stone. Place Valanna properly on it.� They nodded and obeyed.
�All right now Marcus, Gretchen is ready for you. As soon as Jasmine returns, she will service me. Meanwhile, you can use Gretchen as much as you like. Even whip her more if you wish...�
�Flavious, I can hardly wait to get at her. By the Gods, look how she glistens in the torch light. She looks almost golden...�
�Give her a few with the six thong. You'll learn a new meaning to cock sucking.� Following Flavious' suggestion, Marcus took up one of the leather six thongs laying near Lydia and Mona. He looked for a few minutes at the two girls still having their breasts put through the wringer. Julia took advantage of her audience. She stopped the crank so that both girl's nipples were sandwiched between the two smooth rollers. Lydia and Mona began to whimper and sigh.
Marcus stroked himself. He was impressively large.
The cook sent Jasmine to the cellar to fetch Andrea and Tina. These two would suffice the Master's needs. As Jasmine descended the steps she heard a rumbling of stone rolling over stone. With it was mixed the clinking rattle of chains. It grew louder as she neared the bottom of the steps. In the warm, heavy air she heard the subtle slice of a lash through air to land on naked skin. This sound was immediately followed by a throaty female gasp. Several torches dimly lit the basement revealing a grotto in the center. Setting on the uppermost hub of a two spoke mesh of gears and levers was a nude girl of about eighteen. In her hand she held a long stick that was sharpened on one end and on the other end was coiled a thin braided lash.
Two nude girls with chains on their wrists, ankles, and collars had their backs arched against each end of the single diameter lever. They were shackled on opposite ends to each other. With slow and laborious steps they pulled the levers that made the stone mill grind fresh grain into flour. Besotted with drudgery, the two women obviously kept their pace with the coaxing from the nude nymphet perched atop the center hub of the mill. Their supple nudity here and there streaked with red welts.
�The Master ordered that two kitchen sluts be sent to him. Cook sent me down to get these two. You'll have to finish the grinding task yourself.� Jasmine gave the young girl her orders.
�So? Whazzat to me? I gotta lotta work'ere ta be done with. Get outta here before I employ youse to this task, yellowish brown girl... Gown now, it!� The girl was obviously uneducated and of a lowly class of slave girl. She fit the bill for being a scullery whore. She did give off an air of sultry sexuality that might make a male cock hard, if she were put to the lash. Her breasts were saucy, with very perky nipples.
Jasmine really had no time for a debate with this girl, she intended to follow her orders, �Best do it, girl. The Master won't be kept waiting.�
�Humph. We'll see about that...� The two girls continued their labor. The young girl, Jasmine found out her name is May, gave the girl Tina a poke with her stick square in the middle of her back. It made her lunge against the lever as she made another turn of the mill. May gave Jasmine a look of defiance.
�Look, May, if I have to I'll get the Master myself...�
�Go ahead. He'll surely have you lashed for disturbing him. Besides I'll just say you didn't give me any orders.�
�Don't be a bitch, May!�
The girl stuck her tongue out at Jasmine.
�That'll be enough, May!� Cook's voice rang out. Cook finished the last two steps of the stairs. With her followed a male slave and another female slave. �I'd intended for you to supervise Flower and Meatspride only while taking the place of Tina and Andrea here. For this smart mouth of yours, Meatspride will supervise you and Flower. I expect the balance of the grain to be ground tonight!�
Meatspride was getting a noticeable erection. His eyes fell on Andrea's large firm breasts bouncing with each step she took as she labored at the lever.
In a few moments, Tina and Andrea stood massaging their wrists and ankles. A forlorn and pouting May stood now with her back arched against the lever that once held Andrea. It was still warm from where her back touched it. Flower, a supple Nubian girl, took Tina's place. Meatspride scrambled up on the hub sporting a hard cock and a wicked looking whip stick.
A quick flick of his wrist sent the whippy braid snaking across May's small hard tipped breasts, �To work now, bitch!�
Another quick flick landed squarely across Flower's large dark nipples. She tossed her head back and pulled hard on the lever. The stones began again their familiar rumble. Jasmine heard the rumble began to fade as she climbed the steps. The whip snapped and chains rattled. Two other slave girls gasped and squealed.
�We must hurry. My name is Jasmine...� Jasmine returned with the two kitchen sluts. They were sweating and smelled of ground wheat. They'd been laboring for some time at the small grist mill in the kitchen basement. Their backs and fronts were streaked with welts.
�Master, the cooks sent these two. They are the most attractive of all the kitchen sluts.� Jasmine bowed to Flavious.
�They will do. Have them washed. Hose out their guts. Clean those bare slits of theirs so they smell fresh. Coat them with fragrant oils. See to it.�
�Yes, Master.�
The device that Flavious intended for Valanna defied description. It consisted of a polished stone statue the size of a dwarf girl. She was carved with a perfect anatomy. In her right hand she held a phallus some twelve inches long, and at least two inches thick. The tip of the phallus resembled a mushroom with a hole in the top. In her left hand she was holding up high a polished bowl. Flavious nodded and the two males made some adjustments. With a wet sloppy sound the prong slid up inside of Valanna's bare slit. Some air came out and it settled a bit deeper. Valanna let out a whimpering gasp. She was the image of a suffering slave girl. Standing spread-eagle, naked and well whipped with a prong well up her smooth sex. Her hips undulated slightly. A faint gurgle could be heard inside of her. Flavious motioned to the two male slaves. One of them went to a flower painted jar and picked it up. He poured out some of its contents into the bowl of the statue. It looked white and somewhat thick.
Another gurgle only louder could be heard inside of Valanna's abdomen. She undulated her hips again, more than before. Some of the white liquid oozed out around the phallus. She let out a cry mixed with pain and passion. Mingled with her cry, was another cry from her blonde sister still spread next to her. This sound was preceded by the slapping sound of wet leather thongs across oiled bare breasts. Gretchen tossed her hair and shuddered under the blow.
As Marcus pulled the whip away. Gretchen's breasts swayed from side to side. Instantly painted with six angry red streaks. Another stroke followed in the previous one's path. This time a deep throated gasp followed Gretchen's tossing hair and head. As the whip was pulled away, again her ample breasts swayed. Her two nipples popped erect with angry red tips. Two lashes marked her round reddish copper colored butt.
Leaving deep red welts in their wake. Wet leather chaffed the smooth skin of her cleft. Seeking thongs found and punished a hiding clitoris. Making it pay for snuggling between protective bronze lips. Unable to stand the coarse rawhide's scraping effect. The tender bud swelled red and peeked out from between the lips of Gretchen's bare sex.
The ropes creaked and cracked as Gretchen pulled on them from all angles to try to protect her sensitive sex. The whip reminded her of the futility of such an attempt. Landing squarely on her bare sex, it slapped and raked an exposed swollen red clitoris. It left red streaks across her cleft. Tell tale reminders of her duty to her Master. It also took her breath away. She tossed her head back and moved her lips but nothing came out. When she could catch her breath, her breasts heaved and rose upward. The sound was an incredible audio mixed with a combination of passion, pain, orgasm, and surprise. One last surprise came in the form of a lash coming down across her heaving breasts. This time the thongs drug roughly across her breasts. Gripping and stinging bare erect nipples swaying in the air. Gretchen shook her head and wrinkled up her nose. She whimpered and whinnied as he pulled her hair back. �Suck me, slave girl!� Marcus commanded.
�Yes, Master.� Gretchen answered in a breathy tone. Marcus released Gretchen by untying the ropes from around the columns. He left the ropes tied to her wrists and ankles.
She fell to her knees and took his cock fully into her mouth. Sucking on him like her very life depended on it. Gave a sense of hunger to her efforts. He rolled his eyes. Flavious smiled at Marcus. He nodded his approval of Marcus taking his advise. Marcus nodded back and smiled. Again, he rolled his eyes. Gretchen sucked and sucked. Her lovely head bobbing back and forth with her sweet mouth drawing him in and out in a fucking motion that only a woman could properly do.
Valanna meanwhile was experiencing unusual orgasms. The effect of the white liquid was most exciting to her. Flavious noticed that it would not be fair to lash Gretchen with the six thong and not Valanna. He motioned for one of the slaves to give her seven or so lashes like the ones Gretchen received at Marcus' hand.
Valanna wasn't able to move as much as Gretchen due to her riding the prong. She also wasn't able to take any between her legs. So the majority of the strokes fell across her swollen breasts. The last three lashes produced only a stifled exhale of the word no. This was followed by a sullen spasms made her head shake.
The two kitchen sluts were now shinny and clean. Standing with their legs slightly spread and the arms at their sides, palms outward for inspection. Flavious noticed the tell tale signs of shackle burns on their wrists. Their hands were a bit callous from contact with the wooden levers of the small grist mill in the kitchen basement. They had good figures and ripe breasts that were proud. Tipped with upturned nipples standing erect and waiting. He pointed to one of the girls. A pretty dark hairdo girl with round curves, �What is your name, girl?�
�Andrea, Master.�
�Position yourself so that I may easily fuck you.�
�Yes, Master.� She accommodated him. With all the activity going on, Flavious had a firm erection. The girl was remarkably tight for a kitchen slut. He looked over at Julia still cranking on the rollers making Lydia and Mona give up their milk. They looked sore and exhausted. He motioned to Julia to stop and release Lydia and Mona. Julia complied. When the two girls were released they dropped to their knees. Julia sauntered over to Flavious. �Andrea this woman is Julia. You will address her as mistress, understand?�
�Yes, Master. May I please you, mistress?� Julia raised her eyebrows. She moved closer to the girl named Andrea who was now on her hands and knees with Flavious thrusting deeply into her sex. The girl's tongue licked out and nestled itself into Julia's slit. It felt warm and delicious on her clitoris. This girl knew how to lick a slit. She wondered how many times her and the other girl licked each other at night. Flavious neared his climax. Just before he came, he pulled out of her. He squirted his cum over the girl's bare back and butt. Quickly he motioned to the other girl. This one had light brown hair, with deep blue eyes. She was a bit more slender than Andrea with smaller breasts.
A closer look revealed that she was somewhat older than the other girl. Her smaller breasts made her appear younger. �Your name girl?�
�Tina, Master.�
�Suck on me, little Tina. Make me hard again for I feel my balls filling up.� Her mouth was warm and sucked with perfect skill. He wondered how many cocks this girl had sucked in her life. �How old are you, Tina?�
�Thirty, Master.�
�Have you been a slave all your life?�
�Yes, Master. I was born to a slave girl in Pompeii. She was a field girl, Master. I was given over to a wet nurse. I can't remember ever wearing clothing. I began my training as a slave early, Master.�
�I see. Continue you efforts.� It made Flavious grow hard. He imagined that here was a girl that he now owned. Thirty years old and never having been dressed a day of her life. Living thirty years in total nudity.
Throbbing hard, he withdrew from Tina's mouth. He motioned for Jasmine to come to him. She bowed before him. �Andrea and Tina, go service the two male slaves working on Valanna over there. Lydia and Mona, into the pool. Soothe your breasts you two. I'll give you both a sound fucking in the morning. Julia, come here we'll have some fun with Jasmine.�
Julia smiled.

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