Roman Delight Ch. 02

As revenge for this brutal execution of his slave, Lucius bought a powerful and expensive curse from the temple of Pluto, which he secreted under her bed. He attributed her death to this curse and loss of his second son as payment. He mourned the loss of his son but viewed it as a fair trade. At least he was now free of that sadistic, pretentious bitch.

Over the years, as his children grew, Lucius became quite affectionate towards them. He now greeted them warmly and ushered them back into the villa as the slaves and guards unloaded the plunder they sequestered from the palace. The children stared back at the wagons wondering what treasures their father had brought back from Rome. He gave them each a trinket he'd picked out along the journey and sent them off to bed.

Once the wagons were unloaded and horses stabled Lucius ordered everyone to the baths for a much needed clean up. The villa was equipped with its own private bath, as many wealthy Roman villas were. The slaves, unsure of their situation and what was expected of them, bathed quickly and proceeded to help out where they could. The most experienced of the slaves Heida, suggested they do that which they were trained to do. She knew Lucius, his reputation and his business and thought it prudent to prove to him their worth. The slaves disseminated themselves amongst the guards and hired help to offer their services to wash and massage them. This quickly devolved into a veritable orgy.

The young guard caught with his dick out that morning made a bee line to the slave he had been fucking. He skipped all pretense and buried his face into her soft breasts, sucking on her nipples, causing her to squeal involuntarily. She reached down and stroked his hard cock. He had been frustrated all day and couldn't get this girl out of his mind. He had been so close to cumming when he was interrupted by Exudius. Pre-cum was already oozing from his prick as she continued to jerk him off. He groaned, any longer and he was likely to cum in hand. He spun her around positioned his pole at the entrance of her heavenly pussy, lubed her up with his pre-cum and thrust, filling her with his meat. He fucked her with long hard thrusts, his balls slapping her clit with each penetration. Reaching around, he grabbed her tits, squeezing them and pinching her hard nipples. She arched her back and pushed back with each thrust he made. Moments later he flooded her cunt with hot jizz.

"Fuck yeah!" he yelled, breathless. "I've been waiting for that all fucking day."

The slave girl leaned down and licked his cock clean as his cum dripped down her thighs. He left her and jumped in the hot pool of the caldarium to soak his tired muscles.

The guards were unaccustomed to high class prostitutes and squandered their first opportunity at experiencing these earthly delights. The merely bent them over and fucked them from behind cumming after just a few minutes of hard thrusting. The sex slaves who were used to encounters from men such as these took it in stride without trying to extend the pleasure of these mere brutes.

Exudius was a step above his men. He knew what to expect from these girls and enjoyed what they had to offer. He was on a table getting a rub down from two slave girls. It had started out as a massage but had evolved into a handjob. One girl continued rubbing olive oil over his hard, muscled chest while the other worked his cock and balls. He lay there, his eyes closed, enjoying the sensations. This girl knew how to handle a dick, that much was certain. One oiled hand cupped around his balls while she gently caressed them with a twisting and tugging motion. Her other hand taking long slow twisting strokes up the entire length of his cock. He was content with that and just wanted to relax without putting in a lot of effort. A good handjob is all he desired right now.

Her hands were exquisite, soft, with a firm grip. She would alternate between closing her fist around his shaft on the down stroke followed by lightly dragging her fingers back to the tip. Her rhythm was impeccable, not so slow as to lose the building excitement or too fast which could become irritating. Pre-cum flowed freely from his cock which only added to the lubrication provided by the oil. With each stroke on his cock her other had caressed his balls in perfect unison.

He could feel the tension in his loins building, but the closer he got to the edge the slower she stroked his cock until it got to the point where she wasn't stroking at all, merely pulsating squeezes on the head of his cock. He tried to lie still and enjoy the torture but it was too much. He thrust his hips, fucking her hand and pushing himself over the edge. His body bucked as she proceeded to jerk him off at the same rhythm of his body movements. Thick ropes of cum shot from his prick, the first shot flying over his shoulder and splattering on the other slave girl's shoulder. The first slave, slowed the handjob, timing each stroke with the contractions of his body as he continued to shoot several more spurts of cum all over his oiled chest. His whole body went limp as the two girls proceeded in cleaning up the cum with their tongues.

The orgy in the baths eventually subsided and everyone finished with their bathing routines. The slaves were shown to their temporary accommodations. Thick mats of straw had been laid out in one of the empty storage rooms and covered with sheets of linen. They were all grateful not to be sleeping on the hard ground again. The guards retired to their barracks next to the villa.

The five remaining instructors, the ex-employees of Zhi Zhao, had remained aloof from the orgy in the bath. They didn't really know how they would fit in here as they had never been privy to Lucius' grand scheme. They began to wonder if they had been abducted themselves. They had come to know Lucius over the last few years from his frequent visits to the gardens at the Domus Aurea but the events of the last two days had been a whirlwind. After witnessing the slaughter of the Praetorian Guard and abduction of their Mistress they had feared it was the end of them all. When Lucius showed and expressed genuine concern over them they had follow him blindly but as they left Rome and under the watch of armed guards they felt more captive than participants. They too were put up for the night in an empty storage room with a straw and linen on the floor. When the door was locked behind them it seemed they were destined to become slaves themselves.

The next morning Lucius put their fears to rest.

"I realize," he started, "that the last few days have somewhat puzzling but understand this, Zhi Zhao was taken by force. She had no family, no heirs, and no legal will to assign her possessions. That means all of you are homeless and unemployed. Your current skill set is not in high demand but it is still extremely valuable to the right person. I am offering all of you a chance to resume your employment with me. I have converted an abandoned gladiatorial school into a training facility for sex slaves and I need your expertise. Your pay will be as much as Zhi Zhao paid you and you will have a place to live. Or, you can leave with what possessions you have and you're on your own. I also have a brothel in need of new management, one of my finer brothels. Think hard as I'll only make this offer once."

Lucius was relieved when they all agreed. In total he had 23 new slaves. Ten of which were already highly trained sex slaves ready for placement in Lucius' best brothels. The remaining 13 were in various stages of training. Half of Zhi Zhao's staff had been slaughtered the night she was abducted. Luckily the chief trainer, a freed Parthian woman named Zarathiri, who had once been a highly trained sex slave herself, survived. She and the other four, two men and two women, all realized the generous offer Lucius had given them. From what they had seen of him over the last few years, he was fair in his business dealings and agreeable in his interactions. A relief compared to the sadistic perversions of the Emperor and the harshness Zhi Zhao, who was quick with her tongue and her whip.

One of the women, Cassia, volunteered to head up the brothel, while the rest were taken to the newly converted sex school outside of Puteoli, a town halfway between Neapolis and the port of Misenum. Lucius accompanied the instructors as well as the 13 partially trained slaves to their new home. The rest of the sex slaves where distributed among his brothels in Pompei, Herculaneum, Neapolis, Misenum, Puteoli and Atella. Between the loot from Zhi Zhao's quarters and the new slaves, Lucius estimated a net value worth about a million denarii. Not bad for a day's work he mused.

Three days later Vibius Salvius returned from his mission with news that made Lucius heart sink. Zhi Zhao had committed suicide rather than submit to the Pontius. He handed Lucius a lock of Zhi's hair. He dropped to his knees, lamenting the loss the woman he'd grown quite fond of. He held the lock of hair to his nose as he inhaled her scent, desire for her swelling in his heart, and his cock. His only consolation was the severed penis and balls Vibius handed to him which he had nailed to wall in his office.