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Little Peplum with the stars of decadent Rome, the cruelty of barbarians and friends who are ready for anything. I thank Eulalia for the correction of my very bad English.

Once upon a time, the Roman Empire

Preface

451 AC, the Western Roman Empire was threatened on all its northern and eastern borders by hordes of barbarians, Vandals, Swabians, Alans and, worst of all, the Huns with their warlord Attila, the scourge of God. These faithless and lawless ravagers spread terror, blood, and death wherever they passed, and of Attila it was even told that where his horse passed, the grass never grew again. The invasion of these barbarians progressed rapidly and they dangerously threatened the cities of Divodurum (Metz) and Durocortum (Rheims).

In his villa, the prefect of the region, Rufosellus (red-headed) Piralandus Corvus (crow) was very worried and wondered how to defend the region with the few troops he had.

66 years old, former general of the empire of the east, he had undertaken his functions as prefect for fifteen years already, living richly in Durocortum (Rheims) in a luxurious villa granted by the emperor Theodosius II, following many feats of arms. He lived there surrounded by all his family, his wife Rodberta (bright fame), 55 years old, very fleshy with what he sought where it was needed, breasts and a belly always in good shape despite her three deliveries, and her openings always ready to welcome the offering of one or more well-favoured cocks during the frequent orgies she and her husband organized in their villa. Their three daughters, Eulalia 36, Barbara 34 and Catherina 32 were fine females, splendid women, lionesses! High breasts, wet pussies that had for well over ten years enjoyed their parents' bacchanalia. Nor did they neglect their young slavegirls, and males bought for the extra large size of their attributes, without forgeting the soldiers who guarded the villa. To complete the picture, the former centurion of Rufossellus, Boius Nudus, and his wife Serva Obesa , a great woman made for love and the whip, also lived in the villa, and were the eager and enthusiastic companions of all, really considered as close family and often penetrated, even closer.

The whole villa breathed sex and lust, and resounded with sighs, orgasms, and lashes that each one of them loved to receive and give. The blows given, the humiliations and barely concealed nudity were desired and lusted after by all.

To be continued
 
piraland said:
Little Peplum with the stars of decadent Rome, the cruelty of barbarians and friends who are ready for anything. I thank Eulalia for the correction of my very bad English.

Once upon a time, the Roman Empire

Preface

451 AC, the Western Roman Empire was threatened on all its northern and eastern borders by hordes of barbarians, Vandals, Swabians, Alans and, worst of all, the Huns with their warlord Attila, the scourge of God. These faithless and lawless ravagers spread terror, blood, and death wherever they passed, and of Attila it was even told that where his horse passed, the grass never grew again. The invasion of these barbarians progressed rapidly and they dangerously threatened the cities of Divodurum (Metz) and Durocortum (Rheims).

In his villa, the prefect of the region, Rufosellus (red-headed) Piralandus Corvus (crow) was very worried and wondered how to defend the region with the few troops he had.

66 years old, former general of the empire of the east, he had undertaken his functions as prefect for fifteen years already, living richly in Durocortum (Rheims) in a luxurious villa granted by the emperor Theodosius II, following many feats of arms. He lived there surrounded by all his family, his wife Rodberta (bright fame), 55 years old, very fleshy with what he sought where it was needed, breasts and a belly always in good shape despite her three deliveries, and her openings always ready to welcome the offering of one or more well-favoured cocks during the frequent orgies she and her husband organized in their villa. Their three daughters, Eulalia 36, Barbara 34 and Catherina 32 were fine females, splendid women, lionesses! High breasts, wet pussies that had for well over ten years enjoyed their parents' bacchanalia. Nor did they neglect their young slavegirls, and males bought for the extra large size of their attributes, without forgeting the soldiers who guarded the villa. To complete the picture, the former centurion of Rufossellus, Boius Nudus, and his wife Serva Obesa , a great woman made for love and the whip, also lived in the villa, and were the eager and enthusiastic companions of all, really considered as close family and often penetrated, even closer.

The whole villa breathed sex and lust, and resounded with sighs, orgasms, and lashes that each one of them loved to receive and give. The blows given, the humiliations and barely concealed nudity were desired and lusted after by all.

To be continued
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Interesting start, I like, and it's about Rome, that's important.
 
Chapter 1

Tonight, the atrium of the villa was still boiling hot!

It was the main room of the villa with a pond in the middle and all around, couches and pillories, torture posts, crosses and all the material needed to enjoy suffering.

Catherina was lying on a skin of a beast, completely naked. Under her, a slave penetrated her anus while another was pummeling her pussy. She prepared herself for a devastating orgasm as two more masturbated her with their hands, and the fifth stuffed his cock in her mouth and she licked tastefully, it only increased her excitement. Catherina could never get enough, sex and torture were more important to her than any other pleasure.

Her sisters were not left out and Barbara tasted a slave's jizz, while a cute little slave with dark skin and frizzy hair licked her pussy while stimulating her clit by nibbling and exciting her pussy . His cock dripped with cum and she felt the storm that was rumbling already in her belly and was soon going to break loose.

Eulalia, had preferred to be attached between two poles, legs wide open, sex and anus well accessible. A small blonde tickled all over her body with ostrich feathers, and a black slave gave her a well-aimed flogging, the mixture of the two sensations made her very wet. She then asked to be hung on a cross, her wrists securely roped and her anus invaded by a good-sized phallus attached to her cross. After having tied her ankles, the little slave began to eat her completely shaved pussy.

When their parents and their two friends entered the room, the three sisters exploded practically at the same time, enjoying their respective orgasms with cries and grunts applauded by the four newcomers.

Momentarily satiated, the three sisters were released from their bondage and went to the water to cool a little and recover for the rest of the day.

As soon as they arrived, the two women threw off the light, transparent fabric that served as their dresses and were each attached to neighboring pillories, their wrists and necks shackled by the rough wood and their ankles by a horizontal board, legs spread well apart. Speaking to two ephebes as naked as themselves, they begged them not to give less than the fifty strokes that wanted to endure. When the blows began to rain on their backs, thighs and buttocks, the two matrons each displayed a happy smile mixed with a feeling of beneficent pain.
While their wives were leather-tanned magnificently, the two men discussed politics, they were very concerned about the approach of Attila's troops, who had met with little resistance and were systematically destroying the cities they were passing through, exterminating all the populations.

Savoring a glass of wine, then raising their togas, they signaled to two cute slaves who immediately came to arouse them. These little sluts were so expert that it took them little time to give the two men's sexes a more than average size. They got up and, their togas having disappeared, went each to the wife of the other to finish the divine flogging! The very intimate flogging of the two women gave them cries and tears, probably of joy. They then handed thin and flexible rods to the slaves for them to caress their backs while they broke into the asses of their wives. Each time they thrusted their penises forward, the canes joined them and lashed them. After twenty rounds of painful strokes, they went forward to ejaculate in the greedy mouths that awaited them, and introduced them for the women to suck to sperm. Still aroused, excited, they returned behind the women and, once installed, looted their pussies before giving them back to the flagellators so that their fronts would not be jealous of their rears. So they were pleased with a new shower of rod-strokes on their breasts, their bellies and their sex.
Momentarily beaten, after being detached, the two matrons caressed each other and entered the water together to relieve their sores and refresh their vulvas.

Daddy, said Barbara suddenly, will you give us a good punishment, with our uncle and our mother, like when we were small, make our buttocks, our thighs, our backs and our sex red like ripe fruit, we want it so much! You can also force us not to penetrate ourselves with our fingers and play with our sex like we love so much - as for you, please come and offer us a few drops of your sperm, so fertile that it allowed us to see the light after you fertilized our mom.

What was said was done, and the three graces were fixed up again. Immediately, the sound of the slapping of wood on their skin was accompanied by small cries from the victims. Their buttocks and thighs had become scarlet and their backs would become streaked with the help of the whip. Boius Nudus penetrated each in turn while Roberta and Servus-Obesa prepared Russellus for his ejaculation. Boius-Nudus dropped everything on Barbara and Russellus on his older daughter's face, both the women trying to pick up as much as they could with their tongue. Catharina's only job was to clean the instruments, taking sperm in her mouth and swallowing was not part of her favorite pleasures, by a long way.

Then they found themselves all together in the water laughing and splashing. The two men quickly left them to join the officers to consider as effective a defense as possible against the Huns.

Say, you four, let's go out to see if the changing of the guard is taking place, and see how fit today's fresh squad of soldiers are! Obviously the suggestion was made by Catharina who could really never get enough, and all five set off in their Eve costumes, followed by a few female slaves obviously naked! All would be honored by the proud Roman soldiers.

It was a normal, ordinary day in the patrician's house.

To be continued .
 
Chapter 2

The prefect Rufosellus Piralandus Corvus and his friend Boius Nudus along with with several other centurions, heard the report made by the few survivors from the hell of Divodurum (Metz).

'It was horrible, it was hell, their riders are flying ghosts that fall on you without their approach being seen, and their arrows are diabolically accurate. All these warriors are bloodthirsty demons for whom pity does not exist! Prefect, we did what we could but, we were too few and our troops too inexperienced, it was lost in advance.'

'I know your courage, centurion, and I doubt that you would have played the coward! But what about Divodurum? And the people?'

The two legionaries here who managed to hide and miraculously join us, tell the prefect what you saw! !

"Lord prefect, we will never forget the horrors we have seen," said one of them in a trembling voice, "the whole city was subjected to them. After being tormented, beaten and raped, men and women were hanged, completely naked! The city is decorated with their corpses. Right next to our hiding place, they brought people, young and old, into a timber house, locked them up and set fire to the building! I can still hear the screams of the victims, they pierced my heart, then, nothing, just total silence, I only hope that all these poor people had died of asphyxia! On the other side of the square, they planted stakes in large numbers, and at the same time, warriors, obviously drunk, undressed the people, males adn females of all ages, beat them and then thrust them onto the stakes, skewered like cheap chickens! For a moment, they selected a few pregnant women and impaled them with a laugh, claiming that it was two for the price of one. A woman, obviously naked, was crying, holding a new-born baby in her arms, the remains of the afterbirth were still visible on her belly and sex, that leaked a trickle of blood. They took this woman, forced her legs open, and made her come down brutally on the point of the stake that plunged directly into her vagina. They leaned heavily on the screaming woman until the deadly killer emerged from a few inches from her right shoulder, then, cruelty beyond all belief, a bearded colossus grabbed the newborn infant and forced it onto the tip, pushing it in! It was abominable, unbearable!

The city was no more than a gigantic inferno, crossed from time to time by one or another ghostly inhabitant, who was not long in joining the ranks of the massacred.

We thought our last hour had come, that they would end up capturing us, but at nightfall, with so much alcohol in their bellies, they seemed to be sated with blood and started falling asleep one after the other.

A heavy odor of blood and burning flesh floated in the air and was accompanied by the lament of victims of agonizing tortures. It was apocalyptic, the shadows of all those corpses hanged or impaled dancing under the light of the flames.

Step by step, we snuck out of the city and, somehow, we managed to get here.

My friends, said Rufosselus, I fully understand how you feel! These bloodthirsty barbarians must be eliminated! But how to do it ? if they arrived here now, we would be unable to hold out very long! The only chance we have is the fact that they are celebrating their victory and will have drunk a phenomenal amount of liquor.

How many men do we have?

700, prefect, answered a centurion, but I think I have an idea to propose to you!

The officer's idea was based on intelligence received from the camp of Dux Imperator Flavius Aetius, who was trying to lure Attila into a trap by forcing him to head for the Catalaunian Plains, where he was waiting for him with a rather motley army of more than 15,000 men composed more than half of Roman troops and, for the rest, a host of barbarian tribes hostile to Attila! .

Good! said Rufosselus, it's risky but the game is worth it.
Tomorrow, the Huns will have crossed half the 150 miles that separate us from Divodurum. Centurion, you will be there at the great junction of the Roman road with 500 legionaries, and you must make sure that they follow you and turn south to the Catalaunian Plains, where they should fall upon the army of Aetius.
You will be the goat that attracts the tiger, centurion while Boius-Nudus and I will organize the defense of our city of Durocortum with the remaining 200 legionaries.

The plan had to work or the city, its leaders, its defenders and all its inhabitants would be lost, condemned, sacrificed.

To be continued

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