Lucius sat forward on his couch, watching the action heat up before him. He smiled in anticipation when the slave began to participate instead of fighting against what was being done to him. <This may turn out better than I had hoped!> Lucius mused as the couple began to fuck in earnest. He noticed the slave start as Nicholas realized more than the lady's hands were stroking him, then hummed in appreciation when Severus moved up behind his wife and mounted her from behind. The grunting and groaning coming from the table quickly grew in volume and intensity as all three participants quickly approached their orgasm. <Ah, but wait until he figures out what else those straps are there for!> Lucius thought with rising anticipation.
Nicholas could feel the other man's penis rubbing in and out of Deanna's ass as he stroked into her vagina. He found the sensation strangely exciting. Never would this have happened in his own country! The tingling of his building orgasm pushed him into a quicker stroke, as the lady pinned to his chest moaned with every breath.
Tilting his head back, he stretched his neck and closed his eyes as the growing ball of pleasure seethed in his groin, then grunted when a hard, asserting mouth suddenly appeared, covering his own, demanding attention. As the surge of his approaching orgasm moved up his spine, Nicholas threw himself into the kiss, too far-gone to care whether the other was male or female. Hands stroked up and down his outstretched arms as they lavished heated kisses upon one another -- all the while, he could still feel the other man's shaft moving in and out of the lady, softly stroking his own stiff cock through the layers of skin which separated them.
As the burning desire in his groin continued to hang back, he felt his frustration beginning to intensify. Suddenly the lady braced her hands against his shoulders as she came with a swift, violent climax. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she screamed out her pleasure. Nicholas continued to thrust deeply into her, relishing the spasms of her inner muscles squeezing against his cock. The orgasm building in his groin refused to approach any closer. He snarled to himself as Severus' deep groans of release mingled with his wife's as he came as well.
With Severus and Deanna lying on top of him, both panting from the strenuous workout, Nicholas continued to thrust into her wet canal. He was worried they might leave him unfulfilled. Opening his eyes, he saw Galerius rising from his lips, a pleased grin gracing his face. Another frustrated growl rose from Nicholas' chest as the orgasm he craved still hovered just beyond reach.
Some of the weight moved off him. He looked over and saw Severus rise off his wife and sensuously stretch. A few minutes later, Deanna sat up and began to inch herself off his swollen organ.
"No, no not yet!" Nicholas dared to hiss. His frustration mounted as the warm body surrounding his cock retreated.
"It's all right," Deanna whispered, leaning down to grab another kiss from the squirming slave. She let the kiss linger while she ran her right hand down his chest. Rising from the kiss, she moved off the slave and sat down on the edge of the table. Deanna grasped the rigid shaft and ran her hand up and down the smooth skin, which dragged a growl of frustration from Nicholas as he thrust up into her hand.
"Did you enjoy yourself, Deanna?" Severus asked, leaning his head over her shoulder.
"That was wonderful, Severus," she whispered as she withdrew her hand from Nicholas and turned her head to kiss her husband.
"Yes, it was magnificent," Lucius stated, rising from his couch. He walked around the table and came to stand near the slave's head. He glanced down when a soft whisper reached him. Nicholas was slowly tossing his head side to side, his eyes tightly closed. It was obvious he was in great distress. Lucius leaned down and ran his fingers across the flushed cheek, then straightened and looked at the woman sitting on the table.
"He's going to need relief soon," Deanna softly said, gazing with compassion at the tense body of the slave.
"And he shall receive it, my dear." Glancing back at the young barbarian, Lucius smiled and quietly muttered to himself, "Soon." Returning his attention to the beautiful Deanna, he smiled and held his hand out to her, saying, "Come. Let me escort you to the couches."
Rising, her body lightly coated with a soft sheen of sweat, Deanna walked back to her couch, where she quickly dressed. Settling down next to her husband, her eyes returned to Nicholas. She let her gaze travel down his frame until she reached his massive cock, still rising stiff and hard from his groin. "Oh, Lucius. I'd say he's worth every aureus you paid for him!" Deanna beamed at her host, her afterglow still humming through her.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, my dear," Lucius replied, then glanced over at Galerius, who was still stroking his hand through the blond hair of the bound slave. "However, I have not made that particular judgement about his worth yet."
Lucius signaled to Tiberius, who was rising off the slave girl he had appropriated for the evening. He stood up, straightened his tunic and approached his host with a big grin on his face. "Yes, General?" he asked.
"Tiberius, I believe Galerius is going to need some help with the slave. If you would be so kind?" Lucius requested, gesturing to the table where Galerius was running his hands across the painfully aroused slave.
Tiberius nodded in acquiescence. Moving over to a corner of the room, he picked up an armful of pillows that were scattered across the floor. Knowing Galerius' preference, Tiberius realized the pillows would be needed.
Galerius watched Tiberius as he walked toward the table, his arms full of pillows and a silly grin on his face. "I noticed you were having a good time over there," Galerius teased, nodding toward the couch.
"Yes, it was adequate," he replied, his grin growing larger. "I guess you want your turn now?" he replied, returning the playful teasing as the burly general continued to stroke his hands across the bound slave.
"If you don't mind..." Galerius shot back as he rose to his feet, a hungry gleam apparent in his eyes.
The two Romans moved to the bottom of the table and untied the slave's feet. They both smiled when Nicholas didn't react to the new freedom. Moving in tandem to the head of the table, they began to work on freeing the slave's hands as well. While they worked, the young barbarian growled his distress and tossed his head as the pleasure/pain he was enduring radiated through him.
"Come on, my young barbarian. Move forward," Galerius urged as he pulled the loosened strap free from the table leg. He was immediately jerked forward as Nicholas' hand flew toward his groin, anxious to relieve the aching, glorious pressure swirling there.
"No, not just yet," Galerius ordered, as he jerked on the strap, pulling Nicholas' hand back. He heard another groan rise from the slave as he was again prevented from relieving his painful erection.
Tiberius finally worked the knots loose on his strap and threw the loose end to Galerius. He released his hold of the barbarian's wrist when Galerius pulled the straps tight and securely lashed the slave's wrists together. The burly general pulled the slave down the table a little as Tiberius piled all the pillows onto the flat surface.
Galerius noticed the pained expression on the young slave's face. Grasping his chin firmly, he tilted the handsome features up, leaned down and whispered, "Soon, Nicholas. Your master will deal with your needs soon." He leaned closer and kissed the partial open lips. Straightening, he noticed Tiberius had finished placing the pillows on the table. Galerius pulled slightly on the bound wrists, saying, "All right... Lay down on the pillows."
Nicholas softly cried out with unfulfilled lust. He felt gentle hands urging him onto his stomach, offering support when he complied. He fell into a supported crouch, his stomach and chest sprawled by the pillows as he gave in without a struggle. He desperately needed release. He was so desperate, he was willing to obey this soft-spoken man -- all in the hopes he would be allowed to relieve the throbbing in his groin.
His hands were pulled forward and the leash was again tied to the table. Nicholas leaned his chin into the pillows and closed his eyes as his ankles were secured to the table again. A few moments later, he heard, "Thank you, Tiberius. I can take it from here," float by from somewhere behind him.
Nicholas growled deep in his throat as he felt the soft silks of the pillows rubbing against his swollen cock. The stimulation was driving him wild as he ground his groin against the soft cloth.
He jumped when he felt someone sit down next to him, their leg brushing against his. A rough hand patted his hip, then was joined by another as feather light caresses brushed against his buttocks. They lightly moved in a large circle, up his flanks, around to the small of his back and back down each cheek of his buttocks again. The feeling was so intense! Relaxing against the pillows, Nicholas wallowed in the feelings rising from his body as the hands continued to travel across his skin, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake.
He jerked his head up when one of the Roman's hands traveled lower to gently touch the swollen sac hanging between his legs. Nicholas drew in a sharp breath when a finger smoothly drew a line up from his scrotum, across his anus to finally end at the small of his back. He shifted position, then shivered in frustration as his sexual desires flared painfully.
Lucius had been tensely watching the careful manipulation of his slave. Galerius was being very cautious and gentle, applying the carrot approach to this slave's breaking in. He licked his lips as he felt a surge of sexual tension run through him when Galerius ran a slow finger up his slave's crack. He was going to enjoy this!
Looking up from the quivering slave to Galerius, Lucius saw him glance over, silently asking for permission to proceed. Nodding slightly, he said, "I believe he's ready for the next step, Galerius. You may proceed."
"Thank you, Lucius," Galerius replied, smiling.
Nick heard *his master* telling this Roman to proceed. He was both titillated and fearful what this 'next step' might be. He hoped it included relieving the increasingly painful tension swirling in his groin.
He tensed and tried to wiggle away when he felt a wet finger rubbing against his anal opening. Nicholas asked fearfully, "What... what are you doing?"
"Shhh. Relax," was the murmured rely.
Finding the feeling somewhat pleasurable, he started to relax as the moist finger continued to brush against the tight circle of muscles. Nicholas tensed, then held his breath when the finger pushed against him, then groaned in reaction when the finger gained entry and began to slowly ease in and out. His groin flared up painfully as the burning sensation turned into an oddly pleasant one. <What else will these strange Romans think to do to me!> he wondered as another wave of unreleased sexual tension washed through him.
The answer was a new burning as a second finger joined the first. Stroking slowly in and out, Galerius carefully stretched Nicholas' anus as he patiently finger fucked him. As he felt the slave starting to relax, he whispered, "That's right. Not all new things need to be feared. Relax and enjoy it." He glanced at Lucius and with a conspiratory smile, rotated his fingers as he thrust back in. Brushing against a certain spot inside the slave's rectum, the effect was immediate.
"Oh, Fuck!!" Nicholas gasped when a huge wave of pleasure swept across his mind. His back bowed sharply when a spasm swept through his body, the intense feelings briefly blinding him. An intense pain grew in his balls as his orgasm was once again denied.
Galerius grinned at Nicholas' reaction. "See? There is pleasure to be had from submitting to someone else." Glancing at Lucius, he muttered, "You will experience a variety of new things that will bring pleasure to you. Even pain can become pleasurable, if you're willing to accept and broaden your horizons a bit."
Galerius continued to slowly move his fingers in and out, then slipped a third finger into the young slave's ass. He smiled when he felt the muscles in the delicious body lift to try and aid his taking. Feeling his own cock swelling, Galerius reached down with his left hand and unfastened his loincloth, freeing himself from the quickly confining material. The soft-spoken general stroked himself as he continued to work his fingers in and out of the now pliant flesh of the slave. Smiling, he knew it wouldn't be long now.
When his cock began to ooze, Galerius rose from his sitting position and knelt between the spread legs of the slave, all the while, continuing to gently manipulate his fingers inside the aroused barbarian. Once he was in position, he smiled in anticipation, then thrust his fingers in one last time, rotating them as he did so. Brushing against that pleasure spot again, the slave thrust his hips back and groaned with abandon. Galerius removed his fingers and placed his cock against the loosened ring of muscles, then steadily pushed inside.
He heard a sharp hiss of pain escape Nicholas and the blond head snapped up at his entrance. "It's all right," he soothed as he steadily eased his cock in. "Relax and enjoy it," he advised when he felt the barbarian's body start to tighten up in reaction.
Galerius grasped the firm hips in front of him and began to thrust in and out with long, luxuriating strokes. He could tell this one had never experienced this type of sex before by the wonderfully tight ass surrounding his cock.
After a few gentle thrusts, Galerius was able to penetrate all the way. He felt his groin brushing against the soft skin of the slave's buttocks as he pushed all the way in. Trying to make this first time as pleasurable as possible, Galerius kept an easy, steady rhythm. It wasn't too long before the slave was rising up to meet him, driving the stroke deeper. When he felt the body under him begin to shudder, he wasn't surprised when a thin, strained voice spoke. "Please," Nicholas asked, "I need release..."
"Soon, Nicholas," he whispered to the tensely bowed back. Thrusting smoothly into the virgin flesh, Galerius worked toward his own orgasm. The tight fitting canal squeezing against his cock was enough to take his breath away. Adding the additional stimulation of Nicholas rocking back to meet each of his thrusts, it wasn't long before Galerius climaxed, shooting into the trembling body beneath him.
After the first rush of his orgasm had past, the burly general eased his softening cock out of the slave and took a deep breath. "Please..." whispered up from the trembling body. Galerius rose and quickly dressed, then squatted down near the limp form. Running his hand through the sweat dampened, blond hair, he leaned down and whispered, "Remember what I told you about the pain and pleasure." Rising to his feet, he gave the upturned butt a playful slap, and wandered back to the couch, nearly collapsing next to Lucius, who was still watching the prone figure on the table.
"Thank you, Lucius. That was exhilarating!" Galerius exclaimed, grinning broadly at his host. "I think you'll find him deliciously tight."
Lucius looked at to his friend and nodded. "I appreciate your help in educating him. Hopefully, he'll remembers the lesson."
Lucius rose and headed for a wine pitcher sitting on a small table behind the couches. Pouring himself another full goblet, he turned and took a sip, savoring the flavor. As he walked back to his couch, he yelled toward the kitchen. "Basil!"
In the time it took for him to settle himself comfortably on his couch, a large, swarthy servant had materialized nearby. When Lucius looked up, Basil fell into a deep bow and waited for his instructions.
"Ah, Basil." Pointing at Nicholas, he continued, "Take this slave to my chambers. Make sure he's comfortable, but restrained. I'll be there shortly." As Basil bowed and turned toward the table, Lucius turned toward the Lady Gemma and said, "I apologize Lady Gemma, but he needs to rest." Grinning slightly at her disappointed look, he added, "Next time, you may start things off, if you wish."
Pouting slightly, Gemma sighed, then lightly smiled at her host. "Thank you Lucius. That sounds like an interesting prospect." Everyone watched as the large servant quickly untied the new slave, but left the restraining strap on his hands. With the leash in hand, he helped the obviously very aroused, but very tired man to his feet and quickly propelled him out of the room.
"Now, what were you saying about the Senate, Tiberius?" Lucius asked, encouraging the resumption of the local gossip among his guests.
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