Cuckold to an Emperor Ch. 03

Metellus helped his thoroughly fucked wife up off the soiled lounge and to her wobbly feet. Despite Caligula's detestable arrogance, Metellus could not help but recognize the man's prowess in plundering Julia's body. Metellus had always found his wife's voluptuous form to be most enjoyable but more than that, he genuinely loved her. This fact had always restrained him in terms of the vigour of his love making. But for Caligula, there was no love, Metellus was not even sure he was capable of the emotion. He saw Julia as simply something which was attractive to him and he took from her his pleasure. Fortunately for Julia, she was young and had thus far withstood the onslaught of the Emperor's attentions on her body, and had even experienced a modicum of pleasure herself. For that Metellus was grateful to the gods.

As Julia stood, the Emperor's seed leaked from her well used ass, matching the flow that had gushed from her womanhood when Caligula had roughly taken her at the feasting table. It ran down her legs and onto the floor below as Metellus guided her over to his lounge. The sight simply reinforced to Metellus and the other members of the party the extent to which she had been fucked by the Emperor. All eyes were on her as she finally sat down beside her husband. She looked up from her feet at her husband as coarsely whispered to him.

"Something to drink?" Metellus turned to fetch water but Caligula had already gestured for the servants. Within moments, the room was filled with slaves carrying goblets and pouring jugs of wine. Julia suddenly became embarrassed at her state once again as the number of people in the room grew to over 20. The slaves did not hide their gawking at her naked and thoroughly sexed body. One slave approached her and handed her a goblet filled with wine, a mock smile filled with superiority. Julia did not notice and gratefully took the goblet but was shocked by the sudden appearance of the slave's member in her face.

Metellus was quick to react.

"How dare you, you scum?" Metellus yelled, as unleashed his shock, anger and disgust. But Caligula quickly intervened, and placed himself between Metellus and the slave, making it appear as though, for a moment, the senator was about to attack the Emperor. The Praetorian Guards men reacted with ruthless efficiency and within moments, swords were drawn and sharpened points against Metellus neck.

And then the movement stopped. The escalation of the action reached its heights and their it reached its pause. For what seemed like minutes, Metellus stood his fate in the hands of the Emperor who could readily have him killed. It would not be just but that had never stopped him before.

"You have threatened to attack a slave of the Emperor," Caligula declared ominously, "and came at me when I went to protect my property. This is bad business, Senator, which must be dealt with."

Julia looked on in terror at the events transpiring around her, powerless to react. All she could think of was to resolve the trigger for all the commotion.

"Please don't," Julia pleaded, "I will do it." After taking a much needed sip of wine, and quenching her parched and well used throat, she leaned forward and much to her disgust, took the slaves member in her mouth. As she did so, the attention shifted from Metellus to her and slowly but surely the swords of the Guard lowered and the impending doom of the circumstances passed. There the five or so men stood, surrounding Julia and watched her pleasure the Emperor's slave with her mouth. "She really is a dirty whore," the head of the Praetorian Guard, one Gaius Cicero declared, invoking a snigger from his brethren as well as the Emperor. Julia could not help but react to such a degrading yet somehow arousing declaration and increased her pace, much to the pleasure of the slave and the joy of the Guards and Caligula.

"Ceasar," Cicero, turning slighting to his Emperor, "my fellow Guards and I would enjoy the privilege of bedding such a fine woman, if you would permit us." Metellus was taken back for a moment. The Guard was arrogant assuming he could simply invite himself and his fellow soldiers into the presence of the Emperor and the gathered Senators, let alone fuck the wives of said Senators. But Metellus was even more shocked when Caligula did not immediately strike down at such insolence and instead, gave a curt nod of approval.

Since Augustus had finally made Cis Alpine Gaul a true province, removing the last Roman legion from the Italian side of the Alps, the Praetorian Guard had been the only military force within 500 miles of Rome. Being personally loyal to the Emperor, they formed the true power base of the Caesars from that point on. It was custom that upon transition to a new Emperor, peaceful or otherwise, that the new Emperor be presented to the Praetorian Guard and hailed as Caesar. If the Guard did not accept you as Emperor, there was little you could do about it, unless you had a Legion at your back, which few ever did and even then it was hard going.

This position made the Guards powerful and it was in the best interest of the Emperor to keep them happy. Metellus just never really understood the degree to which an Emperor would go to keep them happy. Apparently, fucking a Senator's wife who was currently the favoured whore of the Emperor was part of the arrangement.

Within moments, the slave who had until that time been enjoying the simple pleasures of Julia's mouth was roughly pushed aside, his tray containing wine filled goblets crashing to the ground followed closely by himself. The lead Guard reached down, grabbed Julia by the arm and forcefully lifted her to her feet. Behind him the other Guards that were in the room, were frantically removing their military attire, letting bronze breast plates, helmets and sheathed swords fall to the ground. Metellus too was shoved back as more Guards entered the room, released momentarily from their stoic duties to enjoy the simple pleasures of Senatorial wives. As Metellus stepped back and sat down on the seat, he was joined by Caligula who seemed to be enjoying the anticipation of the orgy that was about to commence. For Julia was not the only wife being subjected to Praetorian affections. Metellus noticed that Aurelia and the other wives who had so far avoided being attention, were being roughly handled by the excited and clearly oversexed Guardsmen.

Metellus turned back to his wife just as the lead Praetorian Guard almost violently turned her around and leaned her over the lounge on which she had been sitting. She barely grasped onto the back of the lounge before the Guardsman had removed his attire and lined up his hard cock with Julia's used womanhood. She glanced around at her husband and Metellus saw her expression change from fear to pain as the Guard buried his entire member into Julia in one brutal thrust. Metellus watched with increasing panic and concern for the welfare of his wife as the lead Guard began to pump his member into Julia at a frenetic pace, extracting a near perpetual scream of pain, but increasingly pleasure from the young wife. As he maintained his pace, the Guard reached around and grabbed at Julia's left breast, first kneading it roughly like it was dough, before grasping her nipple between his thumb and finger and pulling and pinching at it violently. Julia bucked at the intention, adding further pain to her near rape.

"Someone stick their cock in this sluts mouth to stop her screaming," Gaius ordered, and it was only moments before one of his trusted lieutenants had a hold of Julia's long blonde hair and using it as a handle to meet his forceful thrusts into her throat. Metellus could still hear Julia moaning and screaming as her body was thorough ravaged. There was no love for her among the Guards, in fact their actions were filled with disdain at what they undoubtedly saw as a privileged aristocratic woman and her husband whoring her body to the Emperor -- an act less than deserving in respect.

Finally building up the courage to intervene, Metellus went to stand to act to circumvent this assault on his wife, but a hand appeared on his shoulder and pulled him back down. The Emperor, who was also sitting passively but voyeuristically on the lounge watching Julia being abused, shook his head.

"You do not learn do you Metellus," the Emperor declared, "You are not in a position to intervene on Julia's behalf on any matter while you are in my company. An attack on a slave, is an attack on me. An attack on my Guards is an attack on me. Do you wish me harm, Senator?"

Metellus knew better than to answer in the affirmative, however much right that second he wished it for Caligula allowing Julia to be so roughly fucked by two men. The act before him, the violent thrusts by the guards into Julia's young and voluptuous body was almost too much to bare. Her hands gripped the edge of the lounge tightly as Gaius forced himself as deep into Julia's womanhood as possible, reaching parts never before touched in Julia. And the Guard in her mouth was not giving Julia a chance to pleasure him, instead imply taking his pleasure from Julia's throat. She continued to moan and scream from the battering she was receiving, but it was muffled from the sizeable cock lodge at the back of her throat.

"Of course not Ceasar," Metellus finally replied, trying to compose himself enough to play the game, "I am grateful to you for so expertly pleasuring my wife's young body. But I find her pain and discomfort pulls at my heart."

"Nonsense," Caligula scoffed, "You are a hopeless romantic aren't you. This is how a woman should be treated. Especially one with such a glorious body as your young wife. You are to kind to her, blinded by your love. This will help her know her place and be a better Roman wife to your benefit, and of course mine."

"In fact, "Caligula continued, before calling over to the Guards, "You are wasting a perfectly good hole there. I can tell you men that her ass is tight and she enjoys having a man deep up there. And she could definitely take on three manly Guards such as yourself at once" Metellus was appalled that the Emperor was not only not intervening but was actively encouraging the events before them escalating further. Could Julia handle something like that -- have a man in both her ass and her pussy, while undoubtedly pleasuring another with her mouth. Metellus looked over at the other wives and saw the Aurelia was already servicing three Guards in this fashion. Her lithe form engulfed by three men who all eagerly thrust into her body in a chaotic mess that best symbolized the unbridled pleasure they were extracting from the poor wife.

But Metellus thought, that Aurelia had likely have experienced such treatment before. He had seen her body up close when she had sucked on his cock while he watched Caligula and Aurelia's husband Antonius fuck Julia less than an hour ago. Her body did not show signs of her current activities. And Julia was younger, she would recover more quickly. Metellus didn't like the idea, but he had no choice.

As the two Guards that used Julia's body disengaged, Metellus heard Julia gasp for air, which had been effectively denied to her. Metellus saw that tears ran down her face, and he too started to cry, feeling so much pity and torment for his wife. As the Guards started to arrange themselves for the group sex act suggested by Caligula, Julia turned to her husband and spoke through her tears. "Tell me to be a whore for these men," Julia declared, with a whimpering raspy voice. Metellus did not understand. And Julia repeated herself, this time louder and clearer. The Guards started to chuckle.

"Yeah, high and mighty Senator," Gaius quipped sarcastically, "tell this big tit slut to be our whore." Metellus ignored the Guard and instead focused on his wife. It took him a moment, but he was starting to understand. Julia had told him that if she knew he was watching and enjoying her acts, then it was easier for her. In fact, part of her liked it. It had gotten her through the anal reaming from Caligula when she had been forced to suck Antonius cock. But it was a difficult task. Metellus had found a part of him enjoying his young wife being pleasured and pleasuring other men -- in short, being a whore. But he liked it best when she was clearly enjoying herself. The drying tears streaked down her face told him she was not enjoying her treatment at the hands of the loveless Guards. Still Metellus knew what he had to do and despite the goading of the Guards and the palpable anticipation on the part of the Emperor, he decided to play the role of enthusiastic and aroused husband voyeuristically watching his slutty wife.

"My Julia," Metellus began, "I tell you that I find watching your body being so thorough fucked by these virile men to be the most arousing and erotic experience of my life. You are so beautiful and youthful and have a body made by the gods to be pleasured." After pausing for a moment, he finally said the words that Julia needed to hear.

"I want you to be a whore for these men." This statement brought laughter to the voices of the Guards, including those now waiting to treat Julia in such a way. With such a declaration, Metellus saw Julia steel herself, wiping away her tears as she responded purposefully to her husband's request. She walked over to where the Guards were positioned -- Gaius laid on the floor on his back, propped up on his elbows, another Guard was on his knees while the third stood facing away from the lounge. Julia moved over to the Guards and was immediately captured by their hands.

"Ready for a hard fuck you dirty slut," the standing Guard declared as he grabbed one of Julia's tits and pulled her to him.

"Get her down here on my cock," Gaius ordered. With that, the standing Guard pushed Julia down towards the ground. She steady herself and then spread her legs and straddled the Guard. Metellus watched as she lowered herself, onto the impressively erect member of the head guard. She began to moan as she was filled once again by cock. She had little time to be accustomed to the girth and length deep inside her before she was pushed forward. She lurched forward and hit Gaius' firm body with her own. Her large tits were squeezed between their firm bodies, before bulging out to the sides. Gaius moved an arm around the small of Julia's back, holding her in place. He had already begun thrusting deeply into Julia and she began to react from the immense pleasure she was receiving. Gaius's thrusts were mercifully constrained by the position, allowing Julia to finally enjoy a moment of pleasure from the Guard's massive member.

But she was quickly drawn from her warm aura from pressure against her anus. Her ass was still stretched and lubricated from the Emperor's previous activities and so it took little effort for the Guard to slide himself deep into Julia. Metellus watched his wife's face as she was penetrated by two cocks for the first time. He saw the intensity of the stimulation build as her body was filled with the impressive members of the Guards. With eyes and mouth wide open, she simply stayed still, held in place by Gaius and accepted the men into her. And then they started to pump.

Julia, knowing her husband was enjoying her being a whore, turned and looked at him. As she did, and saw him staring back at her being fucked by two men, she began to orgasm. She felt like a slut and a whore and should have felt degraded and humiliated. But she didn't feel that way. Now that the men knew she and her husband were willing participants, they had stopped their brutal treatment of her and instead enjoyed the pleasures of her body. This gave her the most intense high she had ever experienced and she could do nothing but hold on tight as the men forcefully thrust themselves into her.

Metellus continued to watch, having a clear view of his wife's anus and pussy as it was filled by the Guards. It was almost hypnotic watching their large members disappear inside Julia's young and supply body before reappearing in all their impressive glory. Despite how much he hated the Emperor for putting him in this position, he could not deny that he found the complete and total degradation of his young wife to be the most erotic experience of his life.

All of a sudden, a cock was presented to her face and without thinking, she turned away from her husband and took the member into her mouth. Trying to concentrated, she worked the guard's member with a vigour so far missing from her copulations. The pain was gone, now replaced only by a pleasure that was indescribable. She continued to orgasm as she sucked and licked the cock in her mouth. The Guards in her ass and pussy continued to pump furiously, building pace as they got closer to orgasm. As they built pace, she began to scream at the intensity of the pleasure, her body fully succumbing to the delights of servicing multiple men.

With several violent thrusts deep into her ass and pussy, Gaius and his fellow Guard began to orgasm. There seed gushed inside her, filling her more than she had ever been before. She didn't know why, but it made her feel like a real woman, sandwiched between two of the strongest and most masculine of men in Rome, accepting their full, thick loads of cum. She had little time to appreciate the feeling because only moments later, the Guard in her mouth also climaxed, clearly stimulated from the erotic sight he was witnesses. Julia did her best not to let any of the man's seed spill from her mouth but the Guard's continued thrusting did not help her. Seeing the Guard's thick white passing between Julia's lips and his hard member, Metellus could not help but think that his wife looked like a whore.

The Guards, having their fill with Julia's body, withdrew their still erect members for her holds and moved onto one of the other wives. Julia, her body suddenly empty with thick white seed flowing from her holes, gasped her air. But she was not given much respite as within moment, three more guards, those that had most recently been with Aurelia took their brethrens place and began fucking Julia. This time, having just spent their loads in the older wife moments earlier, lasted for well over 20 minutes. Again, Metellus simply watched as his wife was thoroughly fucked by the virile Praetorian Guards. Lubricated by the cum of their brethren, the Guards thrust easily into Julia's holes, stretching them with their impressive members, pumping furiously in and out of Julia's body. With each thrust, Julia's ample breasts swayed violently in an almost hypnotic rhythm interrupted only when one of the Guards wished to grope or pinch them. Metellus had to admit that it was a most erotic site to behold.

The cock in Julia's mouth popped out momentarily giving the young wife an opportunity to cream and moan from the waves of intense pleasure that pulsated through her body.

"Yes, fuck me," Julia panted desperately, "Fuck me like a whore." She had a determined expression on her face, as if her goal in life was now to bring these three Guards to their climax in front of her husband. The Emperor laughed at Julia's exclamations.

"You see, Metellus," the Emperor chided playfully, "Your wife is becoming more and more accustomed to her role as a good Roman wife. I trust you are learning your lesson well?"

"Yes Ceasar," Metellus answered, not taking his eyes off his wife and the three men she serviced, "I am learning very intently." Julia turned and faced her husband momentarily, reassuring herself that her actions continued to be at her husband's blessing. Seeing the lust filled expression on his face, she returned her attentions to the large cock bobbing before her face.

Once again, the Guards reached their climax within moments of one another, dumping thee more loads of thick cum into Julia's body. Lingering for a moment, the Guard's grinded their hips against Julia's, as if continuing to work their now flaccid cocks within her ass and pussy. However, it did not last long as everyone knew the evening was coming to an end. As the Emperor stood, and with that the Guards quickly withdrew themselves from the women, grabbed their clothes and armor and left the room. In their wake remained the four couples and the Emperor. The wives, including Julia, were splayed on the floor, their husband's rushing to their sides to confirm their welfare. Metellus rushed to Julia, lowering himself to his knees. He could see the cum of six other men leaking from her ass and pussy and adorning her pretty face. She looked exhausted and Metellus had to help her to her feet.