Returns from CruxWinds

[SeD]

Was a fun (for me) RP SeD Thanks again! kisses

Fun for me too! Thanks to you!

 

[SeD]

Was a fun (for me) RP SeD Thanks again! kisses

Fun for me too! Thanks to you!

 

[willowfall]

Tarpeia
Scenario that I had the pleasure to play with @willowfall and @Possum
In the time of Romulus, Tarpeia betrayed the Romans by opening the gate of the citadel to the Sabines.

I had a very good time when we played out the same scenario (at CW). And you managed to work in the key historical facts while I was trying to figure out a way to get away with my treason.

These photos were shot at my villa (essentially my private home in CW) instead of CW itself.

kisses

willowfall

 

[SeD]

Mila and Jasi
Featuring : @mila_castigata
Mila Barca crucified because she killed her Dominus after the destruction of Carthage

 

[SeD]

Photoshoot of Khaalyn on my skybox in Second Life

 

[SeD]

Photoshoot
Featuring : @Possum
On Sunday in Second Life, I had the privilege of doing a photo shoot with Possum.
Enjoy it!

 

[SeD]

Photoshoot (2)

 

[SeD]

Photoshoot (3)

 

[SeD]

Cleopatra
Featuring : @willowfall as Cleopatra
This scenario assumes that Cleopatra did not commit suicide after the death of Mark Antony. She tries to seduce Octavian to save her throne, but this time finds her master. After playing cat and mouse with her, Octavian sends her to the cross.
Images from the end of the script

 

[SeD]

Rose and Dominus

 

[SeD]

Rose Whipping

 

[Blue]

Photoshoot (3)

Great photos of a great model - what did it take to convince her to remove tattoos? Really enjoyed these!

 

[SeD]

Great photos of a great model - what did it take to convince her to remove tattoos? Really enjoyed these!

Yep, she is lovely!
I'm not aware that she removed something?

 

[SeD]

The Runaway Slave
Featuring : Raegan
This slave was on the run. She was throwing stones to people on the road. She managed to kill a matrone, stole her jewels and threw the body in a gully.
She was captured on the harbour and thrown into prison. She resisted torture for a long time and confessed her crimes. Sentenced to death, she was crucified on the hill.

 

[SeD]

The Runaway Slave (next)

 

[willowfall]

Yep, she is lovely!
I'm not aware that she removed something?

SeD you are so cute. In real life and in SL outside of CW Possum has lovely tattoos. Both of us have an extensive collection.

That said inside CW Possum doesn't wear them because while tats existed in the time period they were not appropriate for Mediterranean culture (although there is some evidence that slaves were sometime tattooed as proof of ownership).

As to removing them in SL it is a simple matter of clearing that layer on the avi .... which is also why it is easy to switch them as appropriate for the RP.

And yes she is DAMN gorgeous.

kisses

willowfall

 

[SeD]

And yes she is DAMN gorgeous.

Oooops! My mistake!
Yes, I noticed that she removed her tattoos. She could have keep them since we were doing a photoshoot outside any RP.
BTW, it lasted two hours and she trusts me enough to give total control of her body during that time. I'm really proud of it!

Am I really cute? At my age?

 

[SeD]

The Runaway Slave (my own interpretation)

 

[SeD]

--oO The Veteran and the Panther Girl Oo--​

Text by Mila aka @mila_castigata
Illustrations by SeD
Freely based on a role playing game in Cruxwinds of Second Life featuring Mila and Gladius aka SeD


Prolog:

Gladius strolls happily down the alley to the harbor.
He was a veteran of Rome's glorious army and, after his military service, had worked as a slave overseer and had been quite successful in this, a prestigious profession in those days, probably mainly because he was not guided by lustful desires or sadism like most other slave drivers, but did his job professionally, careful not to damage the goods or reduce their value.


On the contrary, he was an admirer of all beauty, especially that of women, and his experiences on the battlefields had made him weary of unnecessary violence.
Unnecessary violence, mind you, he had earned a reputation for making even the most rebellious slaves compliant again with well - dosed means.


The training of wild beauties into obedient slave girls had become a kind of profitable hobby for him and so he sometimes traded with Magoon, a pirate and slave trader, in search of unruly young Panther Girls to turn them into house slaves, Harbor whores or whatever was in demand on the market (The Roman nobility loved exotic predators of all kinds and he, Gladius, could sometimes offer them very special predators, good and beautiful female gladiators were very fashionable and expensive at the moment.), depending on his will and potential of the goods and to and to improve his sufficient but not exactly excessive pension.


His assistant Timon, who now accompanied him to the Harbor together with 4 sinister looking Henchman, had reported him that Magoon's ship had entered the Harbor early in the morning and so he was now curious to find out if Magoon had the usual goods to offer again or if he was lucky enough to buy a precious gemstone cheaply today.


Magoon was already standing at the quay, the men greeted each other warmly then turned their heads to the ship and the fresh goods....

(to be continued)

 

[SeD]

--oO The Veteran and the Panther Girl Oo--​

Text by Mila aka @mila_castigata
Illustrations by SeD
Freely based on a role playing game in Cruxwinds of Second Life featuring Mila and Gladius aka SeD

Chapter 1 - The Arrival

Where am i?
Unfortunate circumstances had brought me into the hands of pirate slave traders and the anger at my imprudence outweighed the concerns of what was to come.
Or did the goddess want to test my strength?
And would my strength be enough to pass this test?
The pirates had been talking about Romans - actually enemies, but a good deal covers up so many things and alliances change.
There there are a number of smuggler islands & trading posts between Carthage and Rome where such business was done.

Slavetrading Business.
The door of my hut opens, the men pull me out.
With my arms tightly strapped behind my back, I am defenseless against them.
They put a rope around my neck and drag my out like a cattle.
On deck my eyes are trying to get used to the bright sun - we are in a small harbor and the captain is talking to an elder Roman man, wearing simple but noble clothes.
I notice how the two men turn their heads and glance over to me ...
The two come aboard and the Roman stands wide-legged in front of me while I stare angrily at the planks of the deck, my long black hair tangled in my face.
“That's your special offer, Magon?”
I can almost feel how his lustful eyes wandering with pleasure over my half-naked body.
“Sure Gladius, just look at this strong shapely body, slim and slender, with cute firm little tits like to bite in.”
"Ah, a Panther Girl, nice.”


“Exactly Gladius, perfect for your preferences to make proud warrior women docile and hand tame.
Just look at that tight slender body, those perky peaches, the glow in her eyes.
I could swear she's just picturing herself biting my throat....
Maybe a little too spirited but you know how to ride a wild mare.”


Disgusted, I followed the conversation of the two men, it made me furious that they talked about me like a brood mare ...


“Muscular Magon, that's for sure, not an ounce of fat, very firm breasts, mobile with each movement of her supple body. This girl definitely looks like a panther and is probably just as dangerous.
Tell your men to hold her head up so I can at least see her face”


Two pirates jump over and grab my arms, which are tied behind my back, and a third painfully pulls my head by the hair into my neck.

Gladius steps closer, grabs my chin and forces me to look him in the eye.
"Magon, an animal she definitely is and that's how she will be treated - only I'm not sure if you're trying to sell me a wildcat or a skinny mare."
I have already seen such a look in the eyes of the beasts that I delivered to the circus.
How much do you want for this little beast, Magon?”


While the two of them haggle over my prize, I take a closer look at the Roman:
simply but nobly dressed, already a little older but with strong arms where one can recognize the one or other healed scar, weather-beaten facial features and wise flashing eyes - probably a veteran who enjoys his pension in the cheap province.
Finally the two come to an agreement and both men shake hands.


“Magon, I'm taking it to my warehouses.”
Gladius laughs scornfully
“A beautiful dressage to try, but success not guaranteed.
We'll see you tomorrow, then you can admire the result of my dressage”


Then he looks at me with interest:
"Well my little wildcat, ready to have your claws clipped?"
An eerie and dangerous glint in his eyes makes me shiver - what is this roman up to with me? Methinks nothing good ...

(to be continued)