The harvest had been bad that year, and there had been outbreaks of plague in the city. The streets of Rome were even less safe than usual as gangs of hungry bandits roamed around, looking for anyone with gold. Also consider the alleged madness of Elagabalus, the boy king, for so they still called him, though he had come of age in the fourth year of his reign. Factor in the increasingly frail hold the old Gods still had o...
A pair of feet came to rest in front of Chloe and masculine hands pulled her up into a kneeling position. She looked up at the man who stood before her, stripping off his tunic, casually at ease with his body. He was fit, though no longer young with thick streaks of grey at his temples. His cock was at eye level, nicely shaped, though a bit smaller than Atretes and she realized that this man desired the same thing the sla...
Chloe was put back into the litter but the curtains were drawn as she was carried out of the villa. They did not travel far and within a few minutes they entered another. This one bustled with activity and she could hear raised voices and laughter over the sound of music growing closer. As they entered the room she heard the voice of Marcus, her new master describing the scene in the slave market. "And so I bought her. I...
Ch 2 Chloe was relieved when Marcus stopped at a litter just a few streets away. There were several slaves waiting to bear it and presumably whatever else he required. He gestured one particularly evil looking specimen over. "Atretes! I seem to have acquired a slave this morning. I still have business to deal with, so take her back to my villa and see that she is prepared. I plan to give her as a gift at this evening’s pa...
Chloe stood naked on the auction block, burning with humiliation as the buyers called out bids. Her skin crawled as though all the greedy eyes were hands running over her, touching her every secret place. The old men looking with interest, bidding vigorously while youths simply ogled her and called obscenities, enjoying and expanding on the auctioneer’s salacious descriptions of her every feature. "A tasty morsel! This on...
