william23
Magistrate
The Slave Girl Messaline
Messaline was only twenty five when she was sold into slavery after being captured during the Punic War of 218bc. During her early years she had witnessed her family being massacred and many of her childhood friends sold into slavery as well. Her early years just made her a more harder person but this would stand her in good stead for the rest of her life.
Her master, Zoninus, was a fair man, unlike some, he treated all his slaves well and was rewarded with the utmost respect by them. Messaline shared a room with four other slaves who she called her family. Her master fed and watered all of them well and even clothed them, unlike other masters who preffered to keep their slaves naked so that no weapons could be concealed. Messaline, and the other slaves, would never consider any harm on their master as the penalty would be crucifixion for the whole household.
Zoninus had lost his wife to illness and now led a simple life with his slaves. Each night one of the slaves would go to his bed, disrobe and fulfill his every wish. Tonight it was Messaline's turn and she had bathed in scented water and adorned herself in soft silks which showed off the sublime outline of her body. The soft padding, of her bare feet, on the marble floor signified to Zoninus of her arrival.
Messaline entered her masters bedroom, scented candles were alight on the floor and the soft trickle of water, from a nearby fountain, made for a relaxing scene.
"Welcome my dear, come lay next to me," and Zoninus beckoned with his hand.
Messaline approached the bed and placed a knee and then the other onto the soft surface. Zoninus stroked her long hair and tickled her long neck before resting his hand on her soft, tender, pert breast. He tweaked his fingers on her ever hardening nipple, which made Messaline giggle in anticipation. With a gentle movement, to her shoulders, Messaline was laid back onto her back and her head came to rest on the pillow beneath her long hair. Messaline raised her knees until the soles of her feet were flat on the bed. She let her legs flop to the side and Zoninus had his first view of her love tunnel that nestled within the soft downey pubic hair.
Zoninus moved closer and Messaline could now feel his warm breath on her cheek, then her neck followed by her firm breasts and then her navel. Her heart beat was racing and her stomach was lifting and falling with her ever increasing panting of anticipation. Zoninus rested his aged chin on her pubic mound and slowly moved further down until his wet lips met the moist outer fold of her sex. Messaline let out a groan and a slight shudder rippled thru her petite frame. She felt the tip of his tongue flick across the moist hood of her vulva sending unrivalled sensations from her head to her toes. Instantly she wrapped her legs over his back and crossed hto glower ankles tight, pulling him in closer to her. Zoninus licked in a voracious manner and his face was beginning to glow. He pushed up and threw her legs in the air and rested her feet either side of her head. He removed his ever hardening member and soon plunged into the pulsating cunt. Messaline squealed and groaned as a thousand explosions erupted in her head.
To be continued.......................................................
Messaline was only twenty five when she was sold into slavery after being captured during the Punic War of 218bc. During her early years she had witnessed her family being massacred and many of her childhood friends sold into slavery as well. Her early years just made her a more harder person but this would stand her in good stead for the rest of her life.
Her master, Zoninus, was a fair man, unlike some, he treated all his slaves well and was rewarded with the utmost respect by them. Messaline shared a room with four other slaves who she called her family. Her master fed and watered all of them well and even clothed them, unlike other masters who preffered to keep their slaves naked so that no weapons could be concealed. Messaline, and the other slaves, would never consider any harm on their master as the penalty would be crucifixion for the whole household.
Zoninus had lost his wife to illness and now led a simple life with his slaves. Each night one of the slaves would go to his bed, disrobe and fulfill his every wish. Tonight it was Messaline's turn and she had bathed in scented water and adorned herself in soft silks which showed off the sublime outline of her body. The soft padding, of her bare feet, on the marble floor signified to Zoninus of her arrival.
Messaline entered her masters bedroom, scented candles were alight on the floor and the soft trickle of water, from a nearby fountain, made for a relaxing scene.
"Welcome my dear, come lay next to me," and Zoninus beckoned with his hand.
Messaline approached the bed and placed a knee and then the other onto the soft surface. Zoninus stroked her long hair and tickled her long neck before resting his hand on her soft, tender, pert breast. He tweaked his fingers on her ever hardening nipple, which made Messaline giggle in anticipation. With a gentle movement, to her shoulders, Messaline was laid back onto her back and her head came to rest on the pillow beneath her long hair. Messaline raised her knees until the soles of her feet were flat on the bed. She let her legs flop to the side and Zoninus had his first view of her love tunnel that nestled within the soft downey pubic hair.
Zoninus moved closer and Messaline could now feel his warm breath on her cheek, then her neck followed by her firm breasts and then her navel. Her heart beat was racing and her stomach was lifting and falling with her ever increasing panting of anticipation. Zoninus rested his aged chin on her pubic mound and slowly moved further down until his wet lips met the moist outer fold of her sex. Messaline let out a groan and a slight shudder rippled thru her petite frame. She felt the tip of his tongue flick across the moist hood of her vulva sending unrivalled sensations from her head to her toes. Instantly she wrapped her legs over his back and crossed hto glower ankles tight, pulling him in closer to her. Zoninus licked in a voracious manner and his face was beginning to glow. He pushed up and threw her legs in the air and rested her feet either side of her head. He removed his ever hardening member and soon plunged into the pulsating cunt. Messaline squealed and groaned as a thousand explosions erupted in her head.
To be continued.......................................................