Cuckold to an Emperor Ch. 02

Julia ate little as the Emperor of the known world gorged himself on the opulent banquet laid out before him. She was far too embarrassed from recently being taken by the Emperor Caligula in front of husband, the other dinner guests, the guards and the slaves only moments before. Her body was still flushed from the stimulation and pleasure she had received from the Emperor's penetrations of her young supple body. Yet, the experience had been intensified by her own husband's apparent enjoyment of the experience, his eyes watching her intently as she had been taken forcefully in front of everyone.

The dinner portion of the evening lasted only a short while and Julia and the other three wives attending remained unmolested for the rest of the feast. They too ate little, instead maintaining their sullen expressions and mourning their circumstances. These were some of the most powerful and influential people of the Roman Empire, Senators and their wives from some of the most noble families. Their decisions impacted the lives of millions of people and yet, under the rule of Caligula, they were both slaves to his cruel whims and perverted desires. And so it was that women of breeding and standing sat completely naked, beside their complaisant husbands, waiting to be used like common whores. Such was their fate.

Caligula had his fill of the succulent food before him and waved it away. An army of indentured servant seemingly appeared from nowhere and within moments the large table had been cleared.

"Let us retire to the lounge and continue to enjoy each other's company," Caligula declared. Everyone around the table knew what that meant. As Caligula stood so did his dinner guests and he led them into an adjacent room. As he walked, he gestured for Julia to walk with him and with only a short glance to her husband, she obliged. Once within the Emperor's grasp, he placed his left arm over her shoulder and allowed his hand to drape over her breasts. He softly caressed her nipples, causing them to become erect and further embarrassing Metellus' young wife. She hated the way her body seemed to react to Caligula's touch, but the stimulation was proving too much for her to simply ignore.

"So did you enjoy my expert copulations before?" Caligula enquired as he and Julia lead the dinner party into the Palace's main lounging room.

"Yes, Caesar," Julia declared, knowing exactly what the Emperor wished to hear, "I have never before felt so much pleasure. You are an amazing lover." Despite the praising nature of her words, she could not muster any enthusiasm and so suddenly feared that her words came across as patronizing. But the Emperor did not care and simply heard what he wanted -- the praising of his ability by a voluptuous and sensual young woman.

"I am not surprised," Caligula quipped, glancing over his shoulder, "You must not receive much pleasure from old Metellus here. He undoubtedly lacks the stamina and equipment to service a fine woman such as you." Metellus did his best not to react, he knew that Caligula was simply trying to bate him and he had no intention of giving into the Emperor. Plus it seemed that Julia was handling herself well, despite her nakedness and the embarrassment and fear of the circumstance.

"He is a wonderful lover, Cesar," Julia declared in an instinctual defence of her husband, but she quickly realized that Caligula did not wish to hear such things, "but he is nothing compared to you." Caligula laughed and glanced back over at Metellus again, but still the man did not react.

"If you were mine, I would ensure you were pleasured constantly," Caligula declared. Fear ran through both Julia and Metellus. This was the one thing that they both feared more than anything -- being forced to divorce. Caligula's passions burnt like a hot flame, flaring wildly before fading away. When he had previously become taken by a woman, he had ordered her divorced from her husband so that he might freely bed her, which he and his guards and his slaves had done near constantly. Upon slating his desires and finding his passions wandering to some other woman, she was quickly discarded. But he never allowed his conquests to rejoin their former husbands. For Julia and Metellus, who were madly in love with one another, being forced to separate was a fate worse than death. They had agreed that they would say or do anything they had to to ensure that didn't happen.

"But I am yours Caesar," Julia replied, almost pleading to him, "Your most humblest and honoured of subjects. I am yours whenever you so choose." Julia hoped that by providing Caligula free access to herself and her body and he would have no need of breaking her marriage to Metellus.

"That is good to know," Caligula replied and said no more, bringing an almost audible sigh of relief to Metellus.

Adorned in silks and fabrics from the Far East, well beyond Persia and the known world, the main lounging room of Caligula's palace, was a most impressive and awe inspiring site. Upon entering it for the first time, Julia and Metellus could not help but be distracted from their predicament by the opulence of their surrounds. Red and purples were the colours and choice, with touches of golden yellows through the room. It was warmly lit by lamps spread throughout the spacious area and cushions and pillows on the floor and on the sofas.

Caligula led Julia, Metellus and the other guests over to the sofas and lowered himself into a reclined position, propped up on one arm. His guests then did the same, with a battle fought over the seats the most distant from the sadistic Emperor. Unfortunately for Julia and Metellus, the Emperor had guided Julia to his sofa and she was forced to recline in front of him facing away. He then ordered her husband to take the sofa directly opposite theirs, so ensuring he had a clear view of them both. Within moments of coming to rest, Metellus watched as Caligula draped his arm over Julia's side and ran his fingers along her skin, causing her to become flushed once again. With surprising gentleness, Caligula used his hands to explore her body more fully, allowing his finger tips to trace from her breasts, down across her flat stomach, over her hips and down to her thighs. While he did, he started to talk to Metellus as though he was not caressing his wife's naked body before him.

"I can see why you enjoy watching your wife being pleasured, Metellus," Caligula declared, "She has the most voluptuous and womanly form I have ever seen. She is also very loyal to you which is most becoming of a woman."

"Thank you Cesar," Metellus replied, bowing his head slightly, "She is most beautiful indeed."

As Caligula continued to speak, he moved his hand down to Julia's womanhood. Causing her to spread her legs slightly, he moved his fingers across her slit and then, after several moments, slipped two fingers inside her. Metellus watched as Julia's expression as she was penetrated once again. She stared directly at her husband as the Emperor casually worked his fingers in and out of her wetness, pushing deep into her with every thrust. Her face was adorned with an almost desperate expression of pleasure as she was once again used by the Emperor of the known world.

"I must say however that I think her loyalty to be misplaced, defending you as a wonderful lover. I can plainly tell, from you appearance, that you are a most inadequate lover for her. Still she honours you by saving your feelings while freely admitting to my supremacy as a lover." Metellus did not know how to react. He knew the night would be like this. Julia looked like she was almost about to lose control from pleasure, valiantly but in the end fruitlessly fighting not to allow herself to be so easily manipulated. Metellus was overwhelmed by a mixture of feelings -- fear at where Caligula was going with his words and outright arousal at the sight of his wife being pleasured by the Emperor.

"I believe Julia to be the most beautiful woman in all of the Empire and a woman of such beauty deserves nothing more than constant and unending pleasure. I would dedicate myself to the task, throw down my role of Consul to do so but alas the fates have burdened me with much responsibility. I could never do her justice." To this declaration Metellus was somewhat relieved. Their greatest fears were somewhat lessened by Caligula's words. Anything else that he subjected them too was nothing in comparison to that fate, which gave him much needed strength.

He continued to work his fingers in and out of Julia, his thumb purposefully rubbing against her clit adding to her stimulation. As he quickened his pace, Julia's body tensed as she reached climax. Her back arched and her large breasts shot forward in a glorious release that was amazing for Metellus to behold. Her nipples were hard jewels and she could not help but reach up and pinch them, adding further stimulation. Caligula paused only momentarily to remove his fingers before reaching behind her, removing his member from his pants and sliding it between her legs and into her womanhood. Julia's body readily accepted the Emperor once again, but he only pumped himself into her for several strokes before removing himself once again. Confused, Julia looked over her shoulder and saw Caligula holding and guiding his member. Julia suddenly felt pressure against her anus and fear overcame her. She instinctually went to say no, but Caligula simply leaned over to her ear and whispered for her to relax.

Julia had never before been sodomised. She understood that some men liked to do it; some even preferring it over traditional copulation, but Metellus was not one of them. So as the Emperor continued to push she fought desperately to get her body to relax despite her fear of her circumstances. Fortunately, the lubrication from Caligula's previous thrusts into her womanhood help and before long the head of his member had passed into her anus. Her expression was one of near perpetual shock, as the strange sensations emanating from her behind, coupled with her nervous fear over came her. He eyes and mouth were wide open as Caligula continued his slow but steady push. Despite a few moments of pain, after her body tensed up instinctually, Caligula finally reached the depth of his penetration. At this point he slowly started to remove himself, before again penetrating Julia's ass. He quickly built up speed as Julia's body became more and more accustomed to the presence of Caligula's cock in her, a weird sensation started to occur -- she started to feel pleasure from the experience.

It was at this time that Caligula reached around with hands and returned his fingers to Julia's womanhood. Unable to move or react from the intense pleasure she was receiving to both her holes, Julia just lay there on her side as the Emperor of the known world plundered her body in front of her husband. Metellus watched as Caligula furiously pumped himself into Julia's virgin ass while burying two, and then three fingers in her saturated womanly opening. Julia started to moan and then scream as the pleasure of her dual stimulation overwhelmed her. She began to orgasm, but unlike previous climaxes, it did not peak and instead reached a high of incredible and prolonged intensity.

As Caligula continued to pummel her ass with his member, and stretch her womanhood with his fingers, Julia continued to moan and scream as stared at her husband. Metellus simply sat on the sofa, watching his wife being taken and abused so thoroughly, Caligula pushing her to the heights of pleasure. He started to think that perhaps Caligula's arrogance was not entirely unfounded. Here Metellus was, watching his wife experience a mind shattering orgasm, well beyond that which he had ever given her. Could he actually argue against the Emperor's claim of sexual superiority? Metellus was drawn back to the events before him by Caligula.

"She is making far too much noise," Caligula declared, "Senator Antonious, please join me and Julia and place your member in her mouth to muffle her screams." Metellus turned to Antonious, who sat with his naked wife on a sofa behind him. Antonious was in his mid-thirties and for all ostensive purposes, was the most pious man in Rome. His philosophical leanings were overshadowed by his extolling of wholesome values, which had been the hallmark of his elevation, proving popular with the people during a period of aristocratic opulence. He had been an easy target for Caligula, who enjoyed placing men in compromising positions and so, had spent much of the past 6 months servicing his wife, Aurelia, in their home while making Antonious debate him on philosophical matters. It had been a humiliating set of circumstances, one that now mirrored Metellus' own situation.

So after a moment's pause, Antonious stood and walked over to where Julia and Caligula lay. He dared not look at Metellus, to ashamed to look at the elder statesman considering the obscene acts he was about to be forced to partake in. Instead, as Julia continued to scream from her heady climaxes, Antonious removed his rigid member from beneath his toga and, leaning over slightly, slid it into Julia's open mouth. Metellus could no longer see Julia's face but he could tell, from the way in which Antonious allowed his head to roll around his shoulders, the his wife was expertly working the man's member.

"This is unfair isn't it," Caligula declared, as Julia continued to moan and scream around Antonious' cock. "Metellus is sharing his wife while Aurelia simply sits there. Antonious, order your wife to suck Metellus' cock." Antonious turned to his wife, but before he could speak, she had already risen to her feet and was walking over to where Metellus sit. As Antonious watched his wife, turning to look over his shoulder, Metellus could clearly see Julia's face. Her eyes were closed and she continued to work the man' cock as the Emperor pumped furiously into her ass. Her face was adorned by a mixture of pleasure, pain and concentration as she worked quickly to bring her two lovers to a rapid end.

Metellus' view was disturbed by Aurelia's naked form standing before him. Metellus could not help but run his eyes over her body -- she was far taller and lithe than Julia, but had a glorious womanly body that radiated youth. She had very long legs that were toned and well shaped that ran to a perfectly formed ass. She lacked Julia's child bearing hips but had a perfectly flat stomach, that gave her an almost column like shape. Her breasts were smaller than those of Julia's, but still pronounced with slight sag, reflecting the fact she was at least 10 years older than Metellus' wife. Or maybe it was the fact she had been the Emperor's chosen play thing over the past 6 months, but Metellus hope that wasn't the reasons for it did not bode well for Julia's more voluptuous petite body.

Finally Metellus looked at Aurelia's face. She was a very beautiful woman, with more classical appearance than Julia's youthful features. She was clearly of Patrician stock with a fine nose, dark brown eyes and pouting lips. Her hair was jet black, unusual for a Roman woman, with a glorious shine that reflected her health and beauty. But her expression was sullen, and her eyes were dead, as though she was merely a puppet being controlled by the Emperor. Without speaking to Metellus, she lowered herself to her knees and quickly removed Metellus' member. As she went to take it in her mouth, Metellus stopped her by placing his hand beneath his chin. He brought her face up so she was looking at him.

"You don't have to do this," Metellus whispered. He was surprised when a small serene smile appeared on Aurelia's face.

"Its ok, I don't mind." Aurelia replied, "I know what you are going through, and I am happy to do it." Metellus paused for a moment, but in the end, the man in him won out.

"Very well," he said, leaning back on the sofa, "I probably won't last long."

And that he didn't. He was far too aroused from watching his wife fuck not once but twice and it was a matter of minutes before he reached climax. Grabbing Aurelia by her hair, he forced his member into her throat and shot his cum. Despite her gagging and obvious discomfort, Aurelia swallowed his seed and after he was finished, continued to suckle on his member until it was clean. Just as she finished, Caligula finally started to reach climax. His thrusts became more violent as he stopped his digital stimulations of Julia's womanhood and placed his hands on her hips to meet his thrusts. Despite the member in her mouth, Metellus could hear the muffled screams of his wife. The suddenly, Caligula reached climax and his royal seed flooded Julia's anus. Metellus had to admit he was impressed with Caligula's endurance, though he had already cum early in the evening. The situation was too much for the normally stoic Antonious and despite his best intentions, the site of Julia being fucked and the sounds of his wife swallowing Metellus' cum was too much and he reached orgasm. Throwing his head back and grabbing at one of Julia's large breasts, Antonious emptied his seed into Julia's waiting mouth, continuing to thrust until he had been slated. Julia dutifully swallowed his seed, second load o the night, but certainly not the last.

Upon finishing, Antonious quickly covered himself and walked over to Aurelia who was still kneeling before Metellus. Helping her to her feet, he never once looked at Metellus and instead led his wife back to their sofa. Caligula unplugged himself from Julia's ass and rolled the woman over onto her stomach. He then got to his feet and walked off to the restroom, to clean himself off. Metellus took the opportunity and moved over to his now resting wife. She continued to pant, struggling for breath after servicing two men at once. But she recognized Metellus' presence.

"I'm sorry," Julia said, starting to cry, "I am so ashamed."

"Don't be, you have no choice in these circumstances?" Metellus replied.

"It's not that," Julia continued, whispering through her tears, "I reached orgasm many times." Despite himself, Metellus could not help but laugh, his response shocking Julia.

"That is a wonderful thing," Metellus replied, "Any pleasure you can receive from these circumstance is a special blessing."

"So you are not mad," Julia enquired, almost pleading.

"No," Metellus replied reassuringly, "I could never be upset or angry with you." Julia smiled and finally opened her eyes.

"Are you enjoying watching me with other men," Julia enquired, her tears slowly abating. Metellus suddenly felt overwhelmed by shame. He hung his head in response and dared not speak. But Julia simply smiled serenely at him.

"Don't worry, my love," Julia declared, "It makes it so much easy if you do." Metellus looked up in shock at her.

"If I know you are enjoying it, I feel like I am performing for you, rather than being abused by the Emperor. Plus, it is also very arousing and helps me to get through."

"Then yes," Metellus replied assertively, "I find the sight of you pleasuring and be pleasured by other men very arousing."

"Very good," a voice from their left declared. It was Caligula, "because the night is far from over."