Passion desire Lust

I was watching a nobleman fucking a slave girl. She was one of the many laundry girls and as the man’s cock slid in and out of her she began to moan, raking her nails along his upper back and shoulders. When she drew blood the man moaned and fucked her harder. She wrapped her legs around him and as she did he roared like an injured bear as he pumped his seed into her.

“You, fill my cup,” he said and lifted it.

I did as I was told and when I was on my way to leave he said to the girl, “Leave, I will have this blond girl now.”

My heart stopped and I wasn’t sure what to do. He grabbed my arm and pulled me down onto the pillows where he lay.

“Take my cock to mouth, and make me shower you in my seed.”

The pitcher had fallen out of my hand and lay on the stone floor emptying its content. His hand pushed my head down until his slick cock brushed against my nose. I could smell the other girl on him mixed with his seed.

It was a good shaft, thick in girth with a swollen head. My lips stretched as I took it in my mouth and began to move my head up and down as Paulus had taught me. The man began to moan and when I slid a finger into his anus he moaned louder.

“You have been well trained by your domina,” he said between gasps.

If he only knew that it was a slave boy who had trained me in the arts of sex.

As I cupped his testicles his breath began to become shorter and he moaned louder. His shaft throbbed and the first of his seed shot into the back of my throat, perfectly timed as Paulus had taught me so not to have the seed run down my cheeks and chin.

I swallowed three times before he pulled away and his cock slid out of my mouth. Licking my lips I began to get up.

“You, Adelina is it, did you enjoy cock in mouth?” I froze from the sound of my domina’s voice.

“Speak, slave, don’t just kneel there, get up and face me.”

When I turned she stood just behind me. Her large firm breast clearly visible under the thin fabric she wore.

“Yes, domina, I enjoyed pleasing the man.”

“I was watching you, you have skill. Who has taught you?”

I wasn’t sure if I should tell the truth, it might get Paulus in trouble, but I knew that if she found out I had lied there would be a whipped at dawn.

“Paulus, the kitchen boy,” I said looking down at my feet.

“Ah, yes. My husband enjoys his mouth from time to time. He is a good cock sucker, which he apparently has also taught you how to be.”

“Yes, domina.”

She cocked her hip and looked me up and down before asking, “Have you taken your lips to a woman yet?”

“No, domina.”

“Good, I shall be your first, come with me.”

Instead of taking me to one of the bed chambers, she took me to the baths. When we walked in the intoxicating fragrance of incense attacked my nose. It lay like a haze in the air making it hard to see who else was in there. She stopped and turned around.

“Undress me, then undress, you shall bathe me.”

I carefully slipped the fabric over her shoulders and it fell to a heap at her feet. My eyes were drawn to my domina’s soft spot. She had no pubic hair and I thought it looked funny.

“Take off your garment,” she said.

When I did and it fell to the floor she gasped and pointed between my legs. “Not acceptable. Barbarus, come here. There is much work for you to be done.”

I looked down at my thick patch of golden pubic hair. Was she not pleased with me? I was afraid she would send me back.

Suddenly a short fat man with thinning hair stood next to us. He looked up at my domina and said, “How can I serve you?”

“Take her to the table, and make that go away,” she said while making a circular motion with a finger aimed at my cunt.

“Yes, domina. Come, girl.” He took me by the arm and walked over to a stone table.

“Lie down and spread your legs.”

I did but I was shaking in fear. What was he to do? Rip out the hair with his fingers?”

Instead, he dipped two fingers in a wooden bowl and when he dragged them over my pubic hair an oily liquid dripped down onto my skin. A fragrance of flowers and citrus reached my nose.

“Do not move,” he warned and that’s when I saw the knife held high in the air. The flickering light from the oil lamps reflected from the thin blade and I closed my eyes waiting for my sex to be mauled.

He worked quickly and only a few times did it hurt when he pulled hairs with their roots.

“There, all done. Smooth as I can make it.” He stood back with a smile.

I touched myself and he was right. My skin was like the finest fabric. Not a single hair remained.

“Now go to your domina and please her,” he said and helped me down.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Domina was already in the water when I arrived. In the darkness, she was only a shadow at the end but when she saw me she raised her arms and beckoned me to come.

I grabbed a bathing cloth from the pile and went into the warm water which reached up to my hips. It felt funny against my shaved pussy and it also turned me on. By the time I had reached her, I knew I was wet and not only from the water.

My domina apart from having large firm breasts was a tall woman with long black hair, almond-shaped green eyes, and lush lips. Some people say she reminds them of an exotic cat, such as those that are shown in the marketplace. Here at night, I had to agree with them, it seemed those green eyes floated in the darkness, never blinking.

When I knelt beside her I felt her hand reach out and touch my soft spot. I shivered and whimpered a little as she gently drew a finger along the slit.

“Just right, just right,” she whispered.

I began to gently caress her skin with the wet cloth starting with her neck, then shoulders and along the arms. She closed her eyes and leaned back exposing her delicate throat. If I had had a knife and the want, I could have slit her throat right there and then, letting her bleed out in the bath.

“Good girl, now please me,” she said and sat up, moving so she was sitting on the ledge. I knelt between her long soft thighs and lowered my head until my lips touched her. This was forbidden fruit I was tasting, most Romans did not like to give or receive oral sex, it was dirty. I didn’t care, I was not from their land and I began to lick her with gusto, tasting her juices as they filled my mouth. Her hands on my head pushed me harder against herself. She made little gasps as my tongue touched her button and then she wrapped her legs around my back and squeezed hard as she screamed out her orgasm. It echoed and amplified across the room, and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

She let go of me and slipped down into the warm water again. I moved to her side and began caressing her with the cloth once again. Her breasts heaved as she recovered and when she turned to me her lips parted in a smile that I had never seen before.

“You are a goddess with your tongue, not even my best Gladiator has managed to make me scream like that. You are to be commended on your skill.”

“Thank you, Domina, I really enjoy giving mouth to pussy.”

She giggled and kissed my lips. “Away with you, I need to relax.”

“Yes, Domina.”

After putting on my tunic I gave her a last look and she was leaning against the edge of the pool, a lazy smile on her lips and her eyes closed.