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Spectator
So this is me trying to write a story in English. Please be patient i hope to improve it by practice. But if i make to many mistakes then maybe i should be punished. (i did not cheat by using Google translate)
Crucifying slave girls is very boring for the Emperor
Chaptre 1
The emperor was bored. The chorus of cries coming from the crucified women irritated him very much. Three days ago, when the work of crucifying all the slaves of Rufus Varrus had began, the emperor took a great interest in the work, and his cock was very hard. But by now he had lost interest. The whole thing was extremely repetitive. And his cock was very soft.
All the men and the labouring women of the fields had been crucified outside the city walls. But these slavegirls today were the most beautiful women of Varrus. They were saved until the last to be crucified, in the arena, because of their great beauty. These was the slaves who serves in his house, sleeping in his bed for giving him sexual pleasure, and those who dressed his wife Clodia, and made her face up and her hairstyles.
But because Varrus was murdered by one of his slaves, a man who laboured in the fields, then his whole stock of slaves was crucified by necessity, to warn other slaves to not murder their masters. It was the law of the empire.
Accompanied by the chorus of cries, the Emperor heard the sound of weeping and the soft moans of the women who trembled and waited their turn, with their patibles tied across their arms and shoulders and their sharp nails hanging from their necks. Their beautiful bodies were covered with red whiplashes. But they did not bleed, as the Imperial Carnifex feared that bleeding would make their suffering on the cross shorter.
The Emperor looked at the pretty girls. Old Varrus had certainly very good quality tastes. He had travelled over the entire empire, along the Nile and Ganges, Tigris and Euphrates, Seine and Rhin rivers, visiting the most exotic markets, for to bargain over the most attractive women.
But the taste of Varrus was not the taste of all Romans. Obviously, Varrus liked big, full breasts, as well as meaty and curvy buttocks and hips. The girls also had very smooth bellies and thin wastes.
The chief executioner approached him and bowed before his throne:
"You're Imperial Majesty, would you like to choose one of the girls waiting their turn to be executed, to please you while you watch the spectacle?"
The Emperor looked at the sexy women. Three of them with their fresh whiplashes were ready to be called to their posts to be nailed. They looked at the floor avoiding his eyes. The first was a dark-skinned girl from the south with a pile of curly black hair and huge breasts like two juicy watermelons. The second, from the north lands, had pale skin, blue eyes like the sky and blond hair like the sun. The third, from Gallia, had wavy red hair and emerald green eyes. She too had breasts full like pointy grapefruits.
The Emperor pointed to the second girl, from the forests of Germania. The chief executioner raised her head by placing the handle of his whip under her chin. The Emperor looked into her big blue eyes. She smiled nervously showing good white teeth and pushed out her breasts in an attempt to make herself more attractive. The Emperor watched her nice lips imagining himself kissing her mouth, and then she going down on him and sucking on his cock. And his limp cock began to throb and to twitch under his toga.
Crucifying slave girls is very boring for the Emperor
Chaptre 1
The emperor was bored. The chorus of cries coming from the crucified women irritated him very much. Three days ago, when the work of crucifying all the slaves of Rufus Varrus had began, the emperor took a great interest in the work, and his cock was very hard. But by now he had lost interest. The whole thing was extremely repetitive. And his cock was very soft.
All the men and the labouring women of the fields had been crucified outside the city walls. But these slavegirls today were the most beautiful women of Varrus. They were saved until the last to be crucified, in the arena, because of their great beauty. These was the slaves who serves in his house, sleeping in his bed for giving him sexual pleasure, and those who dressed his wife Clodia, and made her face up and her hairstyles.
But because Varrus was murdered by one of his slaves, a man who laboured in the fields, then his whole stock of slaves was crucified by necessity, to warn other slaves to not murder their masters. It was the law of the empire.
Accompanied by the chorus of cries, the Emperor heard the sound of weeping and the soft moans of the women who trembled and waited their turn, with their patibles tied across their arms and shoulders and their sharp nails hanging from their necks. Their beautiful bodies were covered with red whiplashes. But they did not bleed, as the Imperial Carnifex feared that bleeding would make their suffering on the cross shorter.
The Emperor looked at the pretty girls. Old Varrus had certainly very good quality tastes. He had travelled over the entire empire, along the Nile and Ganges, Tigris and Euphrates, Seine and Rhin rivers, visiting the most exotic markets, for to bargain over the most attractive women.
But the taste of Varrus was not the taste of all Romans. Obviously, Varrus liked big, full breasts, as well as meaty and curvy buttocks and hips. The girls also had very smooth bellies and thin wastes.
The chief executioner approached him and bowed before his throne:
"You're Imperial Majesty, would you like to choose one of the girls waiting their turn to be executed, to please you while you watch the spectacle?"
The Emperor looked at the sexy women. Three of them with their fresh whiplashes were ready to be called to their posts to be nailed. They looked at the floor avoiding his eyes. The first was a dark-skinned girl from the south with a pile of curly black hair and huge breasts like two juicy watermelons. The second, from the north lands, had pale skin, blue eyes like the sky and blond hair like the sun. The third, from Gallia, had wavy red hair and emerald green eyes. She too had breasts full like pointy grapefruits.
The Emperor pointed to the second girl, from the forests of Germania. The chief executioner raised her head by placing the handle of his whip under her chin. The Emperor looked into her big blue eyes. She smiled nervously showing good white teeth and pushed out her breasts in an attempt to make herself more attractive. The Emperor watched her nice lips imagining himself kissing her mouth, and then she going down on him and sucking on his cock. And his limp cock began to throb and to twitch under his toga.
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