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She almost looked up in abject horror, but quickly looked back down at the floor. He could see her eyes were brimming with tears. He continued, "That being said, I do want your perfect little body to stay nice and tight for me, for now. Why don't you use your skills to find something to take that won't get your belly swollen with my bastard?"
She mumbled. "The best way would be if you didn't come inside me, Master."
He smirked. "I can't deprive myself of that pleasure, dear. It's your fault for having a tight little sheath, if you must know." He winked at her. She wanted to vomit.
He got down on his knees and forced her to look in his eyes.
"You should thank me for not selling you. I'm going to have you shackled when Eryx doesn't have time to watch after you." He brushed the wet strands of hair out of her tear stained face. "You're lucky I sampled you before you ran away. I can't stop thinking about how much fun we have, every time I rape you."
"Perhaps I wouldn't have ever run away... if you hadn't 'sampled' me." She murmured bitterly. He ignored her comment and smiled.
"As you know, we are leaving tomorrow for Rome. You can sleep in my room tonight." He would probably fuck her at least one more time, when she was half asleep and looser inside. Julian used to love that with whores who spent the night, he would fuck them awake. One girl had thrusted and creamed all over him, while she was still asleep. He requested her name and used her many times, until she got married to a gladiator and retired. What a shame.
"You have to sleep with the leg shackles on." He buckled them to her and locked them. She couldn't move at all. He grinned. "Should have put these on earlier."
He carried her to his room, laid her down on the cot. He kissed her on the mouth, blew out the candles and left without another word.
Laelia curled up, shaking and crying, her bloody pussy the only evidence of his crimes.
- COMMENTS
bloodandsandover 6 years agoMy hope is that this story will be finished one day. Don’t listen to the negative as men of this era weren’t the most clued into love till the end.
Petrouchkaabout 7 years agoThis story is absolutely great and I hope you will write the rest because it really deserves it !
What will happen to Laelia? Will Julian fall in love with her ? Will she be a mere slave or her lover ? Will she be able to pursue medicine ?
Oh for mercy, so many questions remain unanswered...
Will they have children? Will it be freed ?
Thank you for this superb fiction :)
asiaticaover 7 years agoMy patience paid off, I saw you've submitted a new story. Thank you for writing again :)
I hope you won't abandon Laelia altogether. The storyline, setting and Julius are a perfect mix to keep the readers interested. I do understand the need to create a story that personally satisfies you, so if the inaccuracies irk you, how about rewriting the chapters in a way that finally appeases your ocd? :p it would be such a waste to totally abandon the wicked setting you've already set up. Anyway, I haven't read any comments complaining about any inaccuracies, maybe like me, they are too focused on Laelia and Julian... oh, cruel, wicked Julian. I hope he'll see Laelia as more than a sex object. Please continue this! xxx
