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A Roman Socialite and Her Tamer (Nurse x Houdini)

She blushed a little when he mentioned that she was still spread wide. She was, she hadn't moved an inch from how her body had been while they were having sex. Or rather, making love. That was the first time they'd ever made love, she thought to herself. It wouldn't be the last, that she was sure of. She laughed when he kissed her breast and scratched at her womanhood. "Mmmm," she mused, stretching her arms out above her and then resting them on his back again, "You're right." she let one hand stray down his back and curl around to his front, her fingers dancing over his semi-hard manhood. "I don't think we could've worked if we weren't equal in that way. Other ways...there's no need to be equal," she said playfully.
 
Justus smiled at her cute little blush. He was happy, of course, that she was comfortable with her body in front of him now. But it was still adorable the way she became a little bashful when it came to her body. "Oh, yes," he said deeply, leaning down towards her face again, and placing his hand over hers on his manhood, making her squeeze it a little harder. "I'm still your husband. Your owner," he said with a happy smile before kissing her once on the forehead, and once on the lips. "That being so, I think I just might have to claim you again before we go out and have a wonderful time today," Justus teased, pressing his finger up inside her love tunnel a couple inches, feeling some of the juices that he'd deposited not long ago. "Or maybe make you claim me," he suggested devilishly, letting a hand dance through her dark hair. "Maybe force you to take another ride. Whether you like it or not," he teased, knowing how much she loved it the night before.
 
"Ohh..." she said as she raised an eyebrow at him. Her owner. How she hated those words two months ago. Men kept telling her that she needed an owner. That she needed some one to possess her, that they were the perfect man to do that. But they'd all been so wrong. Justus was the perfect man to possess her, to own her. And it did it marvelously. She squirmed when he pushed his finger up inside of her, her muscles squeezing him lightly in welcome. "Well, I don't see how you could force me to ride you..." she taunted playfully, "I mean, I'm the one that has to do the moving. It would take a great general to force someone to do that..."
 
Justus laughed at her playful insolence as she challenged him. He lowered himself down until his lips almost touched hers, and spoke in a sort of low growl right at her face. "The best generals know how to bend someone to do their will," he told her, twisting his face into a stoic expression. "To turn them into mush at my very command," he continued, breaking a little smile as he continued to work her with his finger. Leaning his hips down, he pulled his finger out of Adonna, and held her sex lips open with the same hand. Staring right down into her eyes, he lowered his re-hardened manhood back down into her, changing his expression into a full smile as he felt himself immersed in her warmth again. "The first tactic is the element of surprise," he whispered to her as he sunk a little deeper inside, grasping both her hips firmly.
 
She kept her eyes gazing up into his as he spoke to her, knowing full well that he could melt her with a single word. It could be any word too, it didn't matter what he said to her. It was how he said it that melted her to him, that made her bend any way he commanded her to. But she was surprised when he sunk back inside of her again, she hadn't expected that. It caused her to moan and her eyes to droop a little, her pussy muscles squeezing him gently in welcome. She laughed and heaved a contented sigh, "I think your first tactic has disabled the enemy quite effectively," she lifted her legs up and wrapped them around him loosely, though she knew she'd have to move them if she rode him.
 
Justus shut her up with a kiss on the lips as he moved gently inside her at first. Her legs around his waist and lower back felt very nice, too. She was amazing the way she loved following his lead, yet subtly retained a measure of control herself. "Ahh, indeed," he finally answered her, starting to pant lightly once he pulled away from her lips. "I'd venture to say, though, that the opponent welcomes this invasion. The enemy... seems to be making a gesture of peace," he continued to tease as her pussy massaged him rhythmically.

"Now, I think it's time to use my position to my advantage," he whispered, rotating his body so his back faced off the couch, and twisting and pulling up hard on Adonna's hips at the same time. The effect was that, without pulling out of her, he was facing her sideways on the couch, and holding on tight, or else he might have fallen off. Arching his back, he slid onto the couch, turning to he'd be on his back. This part required a little effort from Adonna if she was to mount him, though. "You're backed into a corner now, pretty," he said with a grin. "You've got no place to go but on top," he continued as he swiftly gave her a slap on the side of the butt. "Unless you want to feel the long arm of the Roman Empire."
 
Adonna was impressed that Justus managed to roll them over without standing up or pulling out of her. Now they were in this strange sideways position, her teetering on being on top of him. She had to make the final move though, she had to swing herself on top of him. She grinned when he called her pretty. He had the best pet names for her. Other man had called her their pretty in the past but she'd always scoffed at them and said that she was pretty for herself, not for them. But now Adonna was most definitely pretty for Justus.

"Hmmm....I think I'm going to feel Rome's long something..." she giggled and finally swung herself completely on top of him. She felt the position change inside of her, his delicious manhood curving a little inside of her with the contours of her womanhood. "Mmmm...I think I like Rome's long something,"
 
Justus rolled with Adonna as she made the next move and mounted him fully. He'd been sunk into her almost up to the hilt, and this allowed them to make the move without pulling out. She was perfect the way she sat on top of him, smirking at him as her whole soft, glorious naked body was on display for him. He felt a little different sensation now, her body putting all the pressure on him now, yet with his manhood still in its favorite location. When she was on top, it was the one time when he could easily and perfectly fill Adonna, as if their bodies were made to complement one another. "Rome is indebted to you for providing such a safe harbor," he continued with a laugh. "Yet Rome is not always patient," he warned, as she still just stayed still, her ass pushed down on his upper thighs. He swatted at her hip, a smack resounding through the room before he pinched the skin there lightly. "You should get on the move," he growled at her before closing his eyes and soaking in the amazing feeling of her warm love tunnel.
 
She squealed and giggled again when he smacked her hip. God, she loved him. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind now that she loved him. He was so perfect to her in every single way. She leaned over and smacked her lips down onto his and immediately began to rock back and forth on him. She slid her arms up his bare chest and then grabbed onto his shoulders and began to bounce up and down. She groaned right into his mouth as she rode him, almost wildly. This was amazing.
 
Her kiss was perfect. It was exactly was Justus was craving from her. He wanted some love and affection from his woman, the kind that he would miss while he was away from her after today. He held the kiss as long as he could, and moaned right back into her mouth, down into the depths of her insides. Grabbing on behind her, he squeezed Adonna's two perfect butt cheeks while she rode him like some kind of crazed beast. It was perfect, was all he could think as he opened his mouth and let his tongue trace around the inside of Adonna warm, panting mouth.
 
Adonna wasn't exactly sure what prompted her to ride him the way she did. She just felt like it was right. She latched on to his shoulders and just went for it. Maybe it was the fact that she was on top of him and he was below her, just for her to enjoy. When he was on top it was automatically more about him because he was the controller. Now she was the controller, except that she would do anything he asked of her. It was still different to her though, and she still loved it. After a long kiss she finally pulled her mouth away and just looked down at him. She started to giggle but it turned into a moan as she felt his cock bang against her most sensitive spot. She was pretty close to orgasm now, and she was sure he knew it.
 
Justus took this rare opportunity to just lay back for the most part, and watch her soft body melt and convulse before him. His cock was pressing against every which part of her pussy, no doubt including the more sensitve areas. He could tell that she was close, and it was turning him on like crazy. Justus watched the animal passion cloud her eyes, and let out a moan himself as her muscles started milking him. Watching his moist base slide in and out of her as she writhed and bumped around on him, he knew that she was about to climax. So, letting go of her butt, he swatted her ass on one side. Then he swatted the other side. He didn't know what got into him, but he wanted to spank her through an orgasm. Maybe it was the innate desire to be in control, even thought he was beneath her now. But as she rode, he spanked, no doubt reddening her ass a little in the process. "Mmm, keep riding, Adonna. Keep riding," he groaned, followed by a 'thwack' on her butt.
 
"Ahh, yes sirrrr," she moaned as he began to spank her towards her orgasm. Her thighs hugged his waist tightly and her fingernails started to dig into his shoulders as they usually did when she was close to orgasm. She thought that he might end up just have ten fingernail shaped scars on both his shoulders. The thought of that made her giggle a little on the inside, that he would have scars from his battle of conquering his wife (except that it was a playful and much desired conquering). It took only a few moments more of riding him hard for her to feel her pussy contract on him tightly and then release her flood of love juice onto him. She moaned loudly and dug her fingernails in, her chest heaving as she gasped for air to keep her riding until his own orgasm.
 
Justus moaned as she rode him harder and harder, digging her nails into his flesh. His first reaction was to tear them away, because it seriously hurt. But instead, he found a release for the pain by just spanking her harder. No doubt, he'd have ten fingernail scars on his shoulders, and she'd have a red ass with handprints on it. And that was just perfect to him. He didn't think they were average lovers in any sense; they were extraordinary. So it made sense that they'd leave their respective marks on each other. As her nails and thighs gripped at him, her pussy started doing the same, releasing her wetness on him. "Don't stop," he growled, giving her the hardest spank yet, before realizing she wasn't going to anyway. As his orgasm approached, he stopped spanking her and dug into the soft flesh of her bottom, grasping hard as he pushed himself up and released into her, spurting deep inside and then watching as some of it mixed with Adonna's juices and dripped down the length of his cock. "Ahhh," he moaned contentedly, sinking back into the soft couch. “How’s that pretty ass?” he gasped. “You should turn around and let me see it.”
 
After she felt him start to spurt inside of her she gradually slowed down her intense riding until she just sat on him again. It took her a few moments to regain her composure and not feel like she was going to faint from lack of oxygen. Once she felt okay she grinned and pried his hands off of her ass so that she could hop off of him. She felt and heard the squishing sounds as she stood and his softening cock slipped out of her. She placed both feet on the cool stone floor, which was such a contrast to their sweating bodies, and turned herself around so he could see the fingernail marks and red handprints he'd left on her plump juicy ass.
 
Justus smiled at her as she pried his hands off, which were pressed into her ass like grim death. He held his cock as it slipped out of her warm wetness and caressed her side and stomach as she stood naked on the stone floor and showed him her ass. He ran his hand slowly all over her butt, reddened in stark contrast to her otherwise pale skin. He traced his hand over and across the healed burn mark, and smiled in approval at his handprints and nail marks all over her wonderful butt. Sliding his hand under the bottom, he slid it across her still-soaked pussy and slid one finger gently back inside just a touch. "That... that was the best sex I ever had," he panted, completing his examination of her nakedness by removing his finger from her pussy and giving her butt one last swat, taking in the sight of her juicy ass jiggling for him. "I bet you never imagined you could stand to have a man redden your pretty bottom," he told her with a smile, wrapping a hand around her waist and standing up himself, giving her a kiss on the lips once he was upright.
 
She giggled and kissed him back lovingly. "You're right. I never thought I'd stand to even let a man touch my bare bottom, let alone redden it, burn it with his insignia, spank it..." she laughed heartily at the list of things she'd let him do to her ass that she never thought she'd ever let any man do. She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him close to her. "So are we going out? To a plaaaay?" she grinned and kissed his strong chest repeatedly, making a little circle of kisses and then one right in the middle of the circle. She loved that they could mess around, be playful, be serious, be loving, be absolutely anything together. At this point Adonna had very few limits with Justus, but she still had a few.
 
Justus laughed in unison with Adonna when she made a list of what he'd done with her ass since they'd been married. It was quite a lot she'd endured, he realized. Reflecting on that only made him appreciate more how much he loved this woman. "I love your bottom, honey," he said, still laughing. "Can you blame me? There are just so many fun things to do with it." Holding her head in the crook of his neck, he pressed it in towards his chest as she kissed him, embracing her heartily. He leaned over and kissed her forehead before pulling away from her reluctantly. "Yes, my love," he promised. "We're going to have an excellent time at a play, you and I. Why don't you put on one of those pretty togas you have, I'll get dressed, and then we'll let all the men of the city envy me for escorting the finest woman in Rome about," he suggested, still smiling. He put on his tunic so as not to walk about the house naked, and went off to bathe and dress for their date.
 
She nodded excitedly and squeezed his hand one last time before she scampered off to her own dressing room. She barely had time to throw on her day gown before she was running through the hall almost like a maniac. She had precious little time left with Justus before he had to go away and she wanted to use as much of it as she possibly could. She had Sylvia fill a basin with cold water and used a cloth to wipe herself down and then dabbled oil all over herself so that her skin would shine. She put on a new toga, a pale blue color with silver embellishments and pearl clasps. She had Sylvia (never Flavia, she didn't even acknowledge the girl's existence anymore, which seemed to upset her now) put her hair up and then she was ready. She waited by the front door for Justus, nearly bouncing she was so anxious.
 
Justus was only a moment behind Adonna. He wondered how she'd managed to dress before him, in fact. He'd quickly washed and run some water over his hair, and tied his own gleaming white toga this time. "You look more gorgeous than I could have imagined," he told her as he beheld Adonna with her hair up nicely, skin shining, and attired in a pretty toga and accessories. "Let get to the city," he suggested enthusiastically, leaning over and kissing her, then grasping her hand and leading her outside into the beautiful day, to where Cornelius had brought up his carriage and opened the door for the two of them to sit inside while he would drive the couple the short distance to the city center.
 
Adonna squealed happily when Justus kissed her, grabbed her hand, and led her towards the carriage. She let him help her up inside and then scooted over so that he could be next to her. Once he was inside she intertwined her fingers with his and rested her head on his shoulder. She took a deep breath, absolutely loving his scent. She could hardly believe that she had let herself hate him before. She should have just given in to her primal instincts and made her love for him obvious from the beginning. She closed her eyes and squeezed his hand, "I'm going to miss you, Justus. A lot."
 
Justus held her hand and her body as she leaned up against him. He loved having her wrapped up in his arms; he loved it more than anything, in fact. "I'll miss you even more, Adonna," he promised. "And hopefully I won't be gone very long. Before we know it, we'll be back together, loving each other more than ever," he speculated. Soon, they were at the theatre, and Justus brushed Cornelius away and helped Adonna out of the carriage himself. He held her hand and led her inside the theatre, where they were seated in the second row. Looking around, there were several faces that he recognized from Rome's elite, and even a few that seemed to know Adonna. Reaching out, he rubbed Adonna's knee as she sat in the next seat. "I've been looking forward to our first play together," he told her with a little smirk. “Because you told me it was one of your favorite things.”
 
Adonna grinned goofily at Justus when he rubbed her knee. "It is one of my favorite things," she whispered to him, leaning across her seat to him and giving him a gentle peck on the mouth, something she thought she would never ever do in public. She did it because she loved Justus, but she also did it to show off a little bit. There were several ex-suitors of her in the audience as well and she wanted them to know that she was perfectly happy with who she was with, that a man had successfully conquered her. "It's only topped by spending time with you,"
 
Justus smiled and kissed her back gladly, happy to be a spectacle, the envy of all the men in the theatre. He even wrapped her up in his arms and pulled her a little closer as they kissed. One young patrician came up and greeted them, a former suitor of Adonna, he was trying to play it graciously. Shortly after, the play started, and all the talking quickly hushed. They sat back and held hands while enjoying the performance, a comedy. "That wasn't bad," he leaned over and told her after everyone finished applauding at the end. "Not a bad way at all to spend the day with my favorite woman in the world."
 
Adonna tried to be nice to the man that came up to him, but she truly did not want to talk to him. All she cared about right now was Justus and the play she was about to see. She didn't want to have to turn on her 'nice face' as she knew Justus would want her to. She enjoyed the play immensely and hit Justus playfully with their hands when he said it wasn't bad. "I thought it was excellent. I loved it," she said as they got up and left the theatre. She leaned over and whispered, "But not as much as I love you," they got to the carriage and Cornelius drove them home as it looked like it was going to rain. In fact, they got inside just in time for the sky to open up and the gods to rain down their water on them.
 
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