Gabriella flogged to death
"We can't take her with us! We are leaving an hour after dawn!"
The centurion looks again at Gabriella for a second. She is half hidden in the shadows, her thin arms firmly held by the rough hands of the soldiers. He can just make out her blond hair, slender form, and her long beautiful legs.
"Enjoy yourselves a little, we will punish her as soon as the sun rises!" He says, and he gestures to dismiss the two soldiers.
"No no no, wait no, no, no, let go of me, please! No ..."
Gabriella yells, but the soldier do not seem to notice her cries, and swiftly drag her out of the room. She tries to wriggle, to prop up her feet, but her struggling is to no avail.
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They caught her red-handed, while she was trying to escape from the palace with the stolen loot - a small bag with some gold coins. She knew that the Romans were to leave early. She knew about the gold they kept in the palace of the old king they had killed, and she knew the layout of the palace for she had frequented it many times. Gabriella thought that entering in the middle of the night, taking something and running away would be a girl's game. And that’s what she had done: she had come in long after midnight, when the whole city was silent, and in one room she had easily found what she had come looking for - a bag brimming with coins. The girl had taken it and was sidling toward the exit.
It was then, in a corridor, that, suddenly, a soldier appeared in front of her, and then another behind her. She had hesitated, then rushed towards the first, trying to pass him, but he had grabbed her with his strong hands. She had wriggled: "Let me leave!" but he had slapped her, twice, without hesitation, first with his open palm, then with the back of his hand. "Aaahh AH!" The blows had left her breathless, her head that had turned painfully to one side and the other, the sharp sound of the slap, and the surprise that had stunned her for a moment. The other soldier, behind her, had gripped her wrist, hard, to let her loosen her grip and take the bag.
"Look, we have a thief here!"
"Yes, a thief, a whore thief!" the other answered.
"Let's take her to the commander!"
And they dragged her to his room. And he had looked at her just for a few seconds, while the soldiers were telling him what had happened and threw the bag with the money on the floor just in front of her. A few seconds to decide what to do with her.
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Now that they shove her out, Gabriella is terribly scared. She feels their strong hands on her silky skin, she smells the stench of these two soldiers. The palace is silent, almost everybody is sleeping. The two push her into a room. It's an elegant room with a desk, some furniture, and a bed.
They roughly shove her toward the table. One stands behind her, and pushes her back with his strong hand, compelling her to bend, face down on the table. Then he pushes with his feet against her ankles, spreading her legs, roughly. When she feels his fingers slip under her light dress and lower her panties, Gabriella starts struggling.
"No! No! What are you doing!", she cries out.
But he pulls down hard, and her panties slide down her long beautiful legs. She tries to resist, pushing with her hands against the table edge, but, while the first soldier shoves her head even harder against the table with one hand and with the other undoes his belt to expose his cock, the second grabs her wrists, first one and then the other, and dashes over to the other side of the table and pulls her arms forward. His hands grip her wrists like vices.
"Let him do it, baby!", he exclaims.
Not a second has passed when she feels the tip of his cock between her thighs. Gabriella panics. It's not the first time she has been fucked by a man. Indeed, when she wanted some money, for instance to buy herself a fine fabric to make an elegant dress to show off at parties, she has repeatedly sold her beautiful body. She has always preferred to do it with old men: they pay more for a young girl like her. And their cock is small, it's limp, she has to wank it with her hands, and even after that she barely feels it when it gets inside.
But when she feels the soldier's cock entering her, it's completely different. It's long, it's hard, it's thick, and her pussy is dry. Although he pushes his penis forcefully, it only enters halfway through and, feeling resistance, the soldier holds on to the edge of the table with his hands and pushes sharply.
This time for Gabriella it hurts, and she moans: "aaaaahhh".
It goes straight in, and he grunts with satisfaction, feeling his member wrapped in the warmth and softness of her pussy.
He waits a moment, gets it out a little, then gives her another sharp push. This time the sound of her pelvis hitting the edge of the table, the snap of his thighs against her thighs, and her moan of pain can be clearly heard: "AAAHH!"
And then again. And then again, each time trying to push his cock deeper inside. Gabriella starts whining, partly from the pain, partly from the shock. The soldier in front of her laughs for a second, then he says to her softly: "Let him do it, baby, he will be finished in a moment", and when she looks at him he can finally see the scar that disfigures his entire left cheek.
The soldier’s cock moves faster now, gliding on the small volume of ejaculate he made. It's hard, and he pushes roughly, enjoying her moans. It goes on and on. She feels him move and pump for several minutes - which seems like an eternity to her - until his cock gets hard and he growls again, his whole body stiffening. And then, she feels it when he cums, his hot jizz pumped deep inside her.
"Did you see that it didn't last long?"
The other soldier lets her hands free and moves around the table, while the first steps back and puts his cock back inside in trousers. Calmly he lowers his pants, then grabs Gabriella, still bending over, whimpering face down on the table, and turns her over. With his big hands he pushes her with her back on the table surface, her round butt on the edge and her legs almost dangling. With his right hand he grabs her left ankle and puts it on his shoulders, lifting her long, turned leg. She feels it and starts struggling.
The slap is sudden and hard, very hard: "AAHH!".
Then he puts his hand under her dress, searching for her right boob. When he feels the warm and soft flesh he tightens his grip, his dirty nails getting into her skin. For Gabriella it is as if they were tearing her tit off: "aaaAAAAHHHH!"
"Hey hey hey, baby, hey! Listen!" The soldier releases his grip a little. "You have two possibilities: either you let me do it, or I swear I kill you! I'll break both your arms, and then I'll tie you to a pole and kick you until all your bones crack! Understand? UNDERSTAND?" and his right hand grips her hard again, with all the strength. Gabriella moans again.
"If you understand, just nod, darling, nod, yes, with your head." The soldier lets go of his grip, looks at her: "just be good and quiet, and you'll see that everything will be fine."
He takes her ankle again and puts it on his shoulder. Gabriella feels the tip of his dick slip on her inner left thigh, her pussy is so exposed in this position. Grinning, he takes his cock with his hand and guides it between her labia and when he feels that it is in the right position, he pushes hard.
His cock enters: "aaaAAHH". He's big, much bigger than the one before. Hard.
He keeps pushing: "Fuck, how tight you are!" he murmurs looking at her, and gives a sharp blow. Gabriella moans again: "yes yes, you can scream, darling, it excites me a lot, but don't resist, or I'll break you all, I told you."
Gabriella tries to remain still, she doesn't move, as he starts building up his pace, looking at her straight in her green eyes from his position above her, the grin on his lips made even more malicious by the scar on his cheek.
Gabriella feels his cock moving. It's tough, it's big, and he seems to use it more to try to hurt her than to have pleasure. His strokes are sharp, given with force, varying in direction, his member sliding inside her always finding new places in her pussy. She feels his balls touch her between her thighs, every time he pushes, the dirty sound of the rape filling the room. And pain, pain in her labia, pain in her pussy. He leans over her, crudely lowers her dress to reveal her tits and with his hands kneads them while at the same time speeding up his pace: "Slap slap slap SLAP SLAP slap" .
He does not cum immediately. His stinking garlicky breath fills her nostrils as he bends forward, and starts licking her neck, then licks her chin, and finally sticks his hard tongue down her throat. Gabriella feels his tongue and cock inside her at the same time, while he fucks her like a rabbit in heat. Suddenly, he straightens his torso, slowing down his pace, his pelvis moving in wide movements now, slamming his cock between her legs. And then he bends down again, biting her neck. And the tongue is back in her throat again, the cock moving faster now, abrading her pussy. He keeps it up for a while longer, until he explodes, his hard cock spraying his hot cum inside her. Gabriella moans.
When he stands up, Gabriella remains where she is, her legs dangling, her dress raised on her thighs and exposing her pussy, and lowered from her shoulders and showing her tits.
The red bruises of his fingers on her flesh can be clearly seen. "Shit, that was an amazing fuck! I really needed it!"
The soldier raises his pants and looks at her. Gabriella feels his gaze on her pussy, but doesn't close her legs: it hurts down there. He grins, his usual satanic grin that deforms his features, then turns to the other: "Fetch the other guys. They should have a fair share as well!"
