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Senator
Quinto smiled
- Enjoy the show Proculus, cheers!.
And the centurion came out closing the door.
- Valentina! How beautiful you are.
Proculus recognized his beautiful slave instantly. The young woman hung by her arms from the vault of the torture chamber completely naked.
This enhanced the round shapes of her sculptural body stand out. She was so stretched out that she barely touched the floor with her toes. Traces of fresh lashes were visible on her skin, and from her gagged mouth, threads of drool kept slipping, wetting her firm breasts and making them glow in the torchlight. The backlighting of these highlighted the beautiful curves of the young woman's body, her round hips, her perfect buttocks and her fleshy breasts that trembled at the slightest movement and were crowned by hard and thick nipples.
Almost mechanically Próculo took out his already hardened member to masturbate, his beloved slave had never seemed so beautiful or desirable.
Young woman must have been uncomfortable but remained apparently calm, only her wet and messy hair that hid part of her face revealed the violent flogging she had had to endure only minutes before.
Proculus regretted not having seen while the executioners whipped his beautiful slave and tried to imagine her screams and convulsions as she received the lashes so naked and totally defenseless.
After a while, the door to the dungeon was opened and four burly, half-naked guards entered. Valentina trembled in fear ans began to beg them for something incomprehensible, surely they were coming to continue the interrogation.
In fact, it was so, the soldiers stripped completely, a sign that used to alternate torture with rape, and continued what they had left half an hour earlier.
One of them pulled again on the rope that held Valentina's arms up and lifted her body into the air until she hung in the air. At that moment, Proculus realized that the thumbs of her feet had been tied to a ring on the ground so that her entire body was stretched a few inches above the ground. Valentina's thighs and buttocks gleamed perky and now the merchant could see in detail that they had also been scarred by the scourge. The man couldn't stop masturbating.
Meanwhile, another executioner began to fan the embers of one of the braziers with a bellows, while another was introducing the torture tools to warm it up.
- Listen, Christian bitch, if you don't want more pain, you'll have to give us a name. Do you know any other traitorous slaves?
Valentina looked at him and shook her head.
- Stubborn, I see that you are not going to speak, so you leave us no alternative, and then the executioner took some large black iron tongs and opened them in front of the young woman's face.
She denied crying but could not prevent the executioner from choosing a piece of meat from the thigh and pinching it with the pliers.
- And now, do you remember any names?....no?. Kiss her with your hot lips
ssssshhhhh
- IAAAAYYYYYYYYY
- Enjoy the show Proculus, cheers!.
And the centurion came out closing the door.
- Valentina! How beautiful you are.
Proculus recognized his beautiful slave instantly. The young woman hung by her arms from the vault of the torture chamber completely naked.
This enhanced the round shapes of her sculptural body stand out. She was so stretched out that she barely touched the floor with her toes. Traces of fresh lashes were visible on her skin, and from her gagged mouth, threads of drool kept slipping, wetting her firm breasts and making them glow in the torchlight. The backlighting of these highlighted the beautiful curves of the young woman's body, her round hips, her perfect buttocks and her fleshy breasts that trembled at the slightest movement and were crowned by hard and thick nipples.
Almost mechanically Próculo took out his already hardened member to masturbate, his beloved slave had never seemed so beautiful or desirable.
Young woman must have been uncomfortable but remained apparently calm, only her wet and messy hair that hid part of her face revealed the violent flogging she had had to endure only minutes before.
Proculus regretted not having seen while the executioners whipped his beautiful slave and tried to imagine her screams and convulsions as she received the lashes so naked and totally defenseless.
After a while, the door to the dungeon was opened and four burly, half-naked guards entered. Valentina trembled in fear ans began to beg them for something incomprehensible, surely they were coming to continue the interrogation.
In fact, it was so, the soldiers stripped completely, a sign that used to alternate torture with rape, and continued what they had left half an hour earlier.
One of them pulled again on the rope that held Valentina's arms up and lifted her body into the air until she hung in the air. At that moment, Proculus realized that the thumbs of her feet had been tied to a ring on the ground so that her entire body was stretched a few inches above the ground. Valentina's thighs and buttocks gleamed perky and now the merchant could see in detail that they had also been scarred by the scourge. The man couldn't stop masturbating.
Meanwhile, another executioner began to fan the embers of one of the braziers with a bellows, while another was introducing the torture tools to warm it up.
- Listen, Christian bitch, if you don't want more pain, you'll have to give us a name. Do you know any other traitorous slaves?
Valentina looked at him and shook her head.
- Stubborn, I see that you are not going to speak, so you leave us no alternative, and then the executioner took some large black iron tongs and opened them in front of the young woman's face.
She denied crying but could not prevent the executioner from choosing a piece of meat from the thigh and pinching it with the pliers.
- And now, do you remember any names?....no?. Kiss her with your hot lips
ssssshhhhh
- IAAAAYYYYYYYYY