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A Roman Socialite and Her Tamer (Nurse x Houdini)

Adonna's mouth dropped open in horror when Justus detailed what he wanted to happen. Oh, Strenua. Adonna needed strength now more than ever. Her eyes looked from Justus to Magnus to the crowd of men to Flavia, who looked equally as shocked but not disgusted at all. "J-Justus," Adonna stammered quietly and shamefully, "In front of all these people?" she whispered, swallowing hard as Flavia next to her immediately began to strip herself down.
 
Justus grinned as Flavia eagerly put on a show for all the men, slowly stripping her toga off and showing her bony legs, hairy pussy, and flat stomach first, before throwing it off entirely and displaying her mosquito bites of breasts as well. Adonna, on the other hand, was mortified, as he'd expected. "Yes, Adonna," he said firmly. "I've told you before that I expect you to act more dignified as lady of the house, and there are consequences if you don't." What she'd done really wasn't bad at all, and this was mostly to satisfy Magnus, which they both knew, but he wouldn't admit that. The men all looked on eagerly at the expectation of seeing some of Adonna's nakedness. "Let's go," Justus growled, taking a hold of her arm and squeezing it roughly before letting go and staring her down, waiting for her to lift the skirt of her toga.
 
What was Adonna going to do? If she didn't consent to this Justus would just beat her to the ground and hold her down as he let Flavia touch her. If she didn't relent then he wouldn't just beat her now, but he would beat her later too. He would probably paddle her, whip her, slap her. She could envision a hundred horrible deeds. "Yes sir," she muttered resignedly as she slowly took hold of the skirt of her toga. She swallowed hard and turned away from him and closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to see Flavia do this to her or the expressions of the faces of the men surrounding. She slowly lifted the skirt up, her beautifully pale legs oiled and freshly shaven being revealed. She lifted it higher and higher, her knees shown and then her thighs. She hesitated a moment and then pulled it up the rest of the way, her freshly shaven golden womanhood revealed.
 
It seemed like the entire crowd was waiting with bated breath to see Adonna's womanhood. Most in attendance knew her as a spolied senator's daughter who'd never let a man see even an inch of any of her assets, and yet now her husband was forcing her to strip for all of them like a common prostitute. There were a couple of whistles and cheers as her toga went up, first showing her smooth, oiled legs, without a blemish to be found. But there was complete and hushed silence when her shaven womanhood was revealed, oiled and smooth like something handed down from the gods. Justus realized that until now, he was the only man who'd beheld her naked, and now fifty men were at once. Right away, Flavia knelt before Adonna, pressing her hands onto the ground and bending over, giving the audience a nice view of her ass and pussy. First turning to the men and smiling seductively, she began licking at Adonna's thighs, slowly working her way up to the grand prize, her bared, golden womanhood.
 
Adonna hated Flavia even more than she ever had now. The disgusting girl was bending over like a commonplace slut, the exact thing that Adonna had always said she was. She grimaced obviously when Flavia put her hands on Adonna's legs again. She despised the girl's touch more than anything. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly and a couple of tears slid down her cheeks as she heard the hoots from the crowd of men. She had no idea why Justus was making her do this. He knew how badly she felt about people seeing her body and how badly she hated Flavia. And yet now the girl was inching towards her womanhood again. She vowed to herself that no matter what Flavia did, she would show zero signs of pleasure.
 
Flavia was enjoying this quite a bit. It wasn't a punishment at all for her, in fact. She'd actually immensely enjoyed her last 'punishment' with Adonna, and had been hoping for another one. Besides, she loved being the object of attention of so many men all at once. She sensuously massaged Adonna's thighs with her hands, before licking up and down the length of Adonna's bare slit. She had thought a lot about how she'd do a better job of pleasing Adonna if she had another chance, and had even practiced masturbating herself on occasion so as to have a better idea of where the most sensitive areas would be. She was determined to make Adonna orgasm this time. Meanwhile, Magnus approached and grasped at Flavia's butt. "She isn't being punished at all," he observed. "Somebody get me a riding crop. I'll do Justus a favor and punish his servant properly while she services his pretty wife." Flavia didn't flinch much at this news, and began concentrating her tongue now on lapping over Adonna's clit, imagining that would give the desired effect.
 
Adonna clenched her teeth together tightly when Flavia tried to massage her thighs sensuously. Flavia knew absolutely nothing about pleasing Adonna, despite how hard she tried to. Adonna liked Justus' rough, hard hands, not Flavia's bony thin ones. Her touch made her want to die, not moan. Adonna tentatively opened her eyes and slid them over to look at Justus. She wanted Justus to see the pain he was so unfairly forcing her to go through. Adonna was most definitely being punished, and for no reason she thought. She twitched a little when Flavia lapped at her clit but thankfully her hate for the girl was still winning.
 
Justus was taken a little by surprise by Adonna's glance at him. Even though he was trying to comport himself like a manly soldier and not a loving husband, her look pained him. It caused him to feel some of her pain, and it hurt. But he couldn't turn back now. Just then, someone gave Magnus a riding crop, and he struck Flavia's butt hard with it. "Pleasure her properly," he chided, swatting her again, causing an immediate red welt to appear. "Or there'll be more of that." Flavia looked back a little as she tried to keep licking around Adonna's clit. "Yes, sir," she moaned into Adonna's pussy, wriggling her butt and bending over a little more and widening her stance to show off more of her own spread pussy. With a renewed zeal, she began licking furiously at Adonna's nub, and now reached up and sank her finger inside Adonna's womanhood, wriggling it around inside Adonna's warmth in search of the most sensitive location.
 
Adonna could see that her pain affected Justus some, but not enough for him to make this stop. So she decided to devoid him of her pretty, yet sad, eyes and she turned away from him again. She squeezed her eyes shut once more and focused on what she had focused on every single time a man had tried to get her to go off with him before she was married to Justus. She focused on absolute hatred, everything that she disliked about the person and the situation. That helped her quite a bit, though once Flavia sunk her finger inside of her and began searching for her weak spots she started to get worried.
 
Since the last time she gave Adonna oral, Flavia had discovered that there was a little spot inside her own womanhood that could produce the most wonderful feeling when it was stimulated and pressed on. She hadn't known before that one even existed, but she now made the assumption that Adonna had one, too, whatever it was called. So she carefully and slowly explored the narrow canal with her index finger, seeking any spot that felt different, or made Adonna seem to wriggle. Imagining she found it, she pressed down on that little spot, applying constant pressure. Sneaking a smile back towards the crowd again, she went back to work on Adonna's pleasure nub, licking at it again. "Your wife seems to have started to produce some moisture, Magnus lewdly observed, thrusting his head to within two feet of Adonna's womanhood and noticing it had started to gleam, not only from oils, but from the product of arousal. Encouraged by this, Flavia decided to go for broke, taking several little bites at Adonna's clit and then trying to suck it into her mouth, all the while pressing and massaging at the little spongy button inside Adonna's hot womanhood.
 
Though she could not see Magnus leaning in towards her, she could absolutely feel his presence and that disgusted her more than anything else. Even more than what Flavia was doing to her, what Justus had turned into, and the fact that there were fifty other men in the room watching Flavia attempt to get Adonna off. She growled angrily, and her growl was proof of absolute anger and not pleasure. Flavia nor anyone else could not misidentify her growl for a pleasured moan. It was anger. It was true that Flavia had found her deep pleasure spot inside of her love tunnel, and that was what was causing her to get moist. But her hate for the girl was completely flooding her brain and body and the girl was not going to get her off, no matter what she did.
 
Flavia had been almost sure she was going to get Adonna off, but her mistress' determination against that seemed resolute. She was quickly getting discouraged and was becoming sloppy with her efforts. "She's not even going to please your wife," Magnus said with disgust, having taken control of the gathering now for all intents and purposes. He'd really wanted to watch the beautiful Adonna climax. "This wasn't even sufficient," he grumbled at Justus. "Let's take these two out into your private courtyard and have some more fun with them. Then, I'm sure I'll be more than satisfied of your ability," he promised. Justus frowned, but nodded in agreement. He needed this favor from Magnus. "But just me, you, and the girls come," he stipulated. "Fine," said Magnus. "And the esteemed Senator Laodus," he told Justus, motioning to a friend. "Fine," said Justus. "Come, you two," he ordered the two women, as Flavia moved away and Adonna dropped her toga back down over her waist.
 
Adonna dropped the toga back down the instant Flavia moved away. She opened her furious eyes and shot daggers at both Flavia and her husband. Adonna hesitated when Justus told her to 'come'. She wasn't a dog. She may be his devoted wife but she wasn't a dog. He wasn't his old self anymore. She didn't know what was wrong with him again, but there was something serious here. After a particularly harrowing glare from Justus she reluctantly followed him to the private courtyard. But she stood apart from the rest of them, especially Flavia.
 
There were five in the private courtyard, Adonna and Flavia, Justus, Magnus, and Laodus. Laodus was a tall, hefty middle-aged senator. He had a ring of black hair surrounding the bald top of his head, which gleamed as the seting sun glared off it, a big smile on his long face as he realized he'd been one of the few included in the fun. The courtyard was surrounded by a high stone wall, providing privacy from their neighbors. A wooden pergola covered much of the top, covered by verdant grape vines. The rest of the guests were left behind to enjoy each others company and the wine and appetizers that were left there.

"You," Magnus ordered Flavia. "Bend over and put your hands on the wall," he barked, pointing to the high stone wall. He then glanced at Adonna. "Perhaps she's a little overdressed?" he suggested to Justus, not wanting to directly order Adonna around in front of her husband. Justus approached his wife rather aggressively. He'd never done anything like this before, but didn't want to act scared. He wanted to be the man in charge in front of the power broker Magnus. "Take it off, or I will," he growled at Adonna, tugging at her toga. Meanwhile, Magnus grasped Flavia by the hips and began riding her from behind, sinking himself into her moist pussy and rocking her against the wall.
 
Adonna's mouth was agape in horror when the disgusting man began riding into Flavia like that. She yelped when Justus advanced on her and tugged at her toga. What was going on here? Was this supposed to be some messed up sex party?! Adonna shook her head and grabbed ahold of her toga and ripped it away from Justus. "No!" she screamed in protest and starting backing away from him. "Why are you doing this, Justus? What is the matter with you? You know I always do everything you want. Why...why are you putting me through this?!" she backed up further and then suddenly turned around and bolted towards the corridor that led to the stables.
 
Justus was not going to let Adonna get away. He didn't answer any of her questions, but bolted when she took off from him, Laodus left alone watching them run. She didn't really stand a chance, as she hadn't gotten much of a head start. Racing through the corridor, he leapt onto Elsa's back and tackled her to the side once they'd passed through, driving her into the grass, and not the stone walkway. Kneeling over her, he resisted the urge to strike her. "I'm going to tell you the truth, Adonna," he said under his breath. "That man holds the key to my advancement. To our advancement. To being the most powerful general in Rome," Justus explained. "So we're going to do what he wants. Screw him, screw each other in front of him, whatever he wants," Justus insisted. "After that, I won't make you do such a thing again," Justus promised, starting to lift his weight off her and stand up. "Are you going to come along, or will I have to force you?" he asked as he brushed himself off. "And don't run again. I won't appreciate it."
 
Adonna couldn't believe what Justus was saying to her. "Sc-screw him?" she murmured in horror as he detailed it to her. The key to their advancement. To him being the most powerful general in Rome. She had to sleep with some disgusting man so that her husband would be able to advance. When he lifted his weight off of her she started to sit up. She couldn't believe that she had to do this. But...it was for her husband. Her love. Her one and only love. Once he stood up she stood up too, her face flushed deeply with shame. "I...I'll come along."
 
Justus placed his arm around her shoulder, even if there was no connection between them at that moment. "Thank you," he whispered to her as they walked back into the courtyard amicably. A moment later, the fat face of Senator Magnus turned to look at them, flushed with the activity of pounding Flavia, his toga hiked up above his large waist. Flavia was screaming and moaning dramatically in the meantime. "Make love to your wife," Magnus breathed heavily. "Like I am with this slut," he clarified. "Why don't you bend over and put your hands on the chair?" Justus suggested rather mechanically to Adonna, pointing to a wooden seat in the center of the courtyard.
 
Flavia was such a fake. Adonna's hatred for her only soared when she saw her moaning and flailing about like a stupid slut. Adonna looked up at Justus for a moment when he told her to bend over and put her hands on the chair. So he was going to fuck her the exact same way Magnus was fucking Flavia? Like a whore. Without saying anything Adonna just walked over to the chair and bent over, her ass sticking out and rested her hands on the chair. She felt like she was going to cry. She'd had sex with Justus before without orgasming and she knew that was how it was going to be this time too.
 
Justus looked over at Magnus and Flavia. He wasn't turned on by that sight at all. They were both sort of a turn-off to him. Magnus was especially disgusting, his white hair flying askew all over, sweat drops falling off his face and chest. He actually wasn't even erect enough to penetrate Adonna, but he pulled up his toga, trusting that he'd be ready soon enough, like usual. He was going through the motions somewhat, though.

When Adonna bent over, he pulled her toga up to the middle of her back, displaying plenty for him. He took a look at her delicious bottom, and it was enough to get him going, even considering the circumstances. Glancing at the brand mark, he almost wished it wasn't there now. It reminded him of something that had meaning between them, unlike what was going on between them now. He gently pressed his finger against her womanhood, wanting to at least lubricate her a little, but she was more or less dry. So, although he didn't want to, he spat on his finger and used it to lubricate her, before grabbing her hips and pushing his length inside his wife.
 
Adonna did the thing she usually did when she was in a situation she didn't like: she closed her eyes. She rested her forearms on the chair, hung her head in between them, and closed her eyes. She felt him try to lubricate her with his fingers and appreciated him doing that. At least it wouldn't hurt now, as it would have if he had forced himself into her bone dry. She sighed softly when he grabbed hold of her hips and felt him push inside of her. She felt nothing from it, unlike usual. Usually she felt a myriad of sensations when he fucked her. She felt amazing, inside and out. But now she just felt like a cheap whore. She wondered if she was supposed to make a show of liking it, the same way Flavia was. She wasn't going to do it unless Justus forced her into it.
 
Justus wasn't sure if he'd like it, but he found himself enjoying her warmth even if she wasn't into it. He began rocking faster and faster, in time smacking his stomach into her butt with each thrust. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Magnus pulling out of Flavia, even though they hadn't finished. "Laodus, finish off this slave," he scoffed, giving her a smack on the ass as he walked away from her. Laodus quickly disrobed completely and picked up where his fellow senator left off, having long been ready to have at someone. Magnus walked over and stood before Adonna's face, laughing deeply at the sight of the two attractive young people screwing each other. "Why don't you finish me off?" he suggested to Adonna with a disgusting laugh, thrusting his own toga off completely. Justus simply kept moving as he watched Magnus thrust his giant belly in Adonna's face, holding his erect cock that was wet with Flavia's juices. He slapped it across her face, waiting for her to take it in.
 
Adonna wanted to throw up when Magnus came over in front of her and displayed his huge stomach to her and his wet erect cock. She grimaced when he slapped it across her beautiful face. She was going to have to do this. She thought how horribly ironic it was that she was going to suck off some other man when she had fought so hard against sucking of Justus the night before. She would take Justus' cock in her mouth a thousand times over this man's even once. But she opened her mouth any way and allowed him to thrust his cock into her mouth. She closed her lips the same way she had with Justus, her tongue pressed up against the man's underside. She didn't suck or move her head though. Justus had facefucked her, she figured this man could do the same.
 
Justus couldn't see Adonna's face when she took Magnus into her mouth, but he could only imagine the grotesque look on her face when that happened. He focused on what he was doing, bucking into her and feeling his cock begin to throb inside her warmth. He was going to cum inside her soon, he knew. Around front of her, Magnus gripped Adonna's hair and pulled her head in, grinding her pretty face into the base of his cock and his gray pubic hair. His stomach, meantime, flopped around on top of her head as he wrangled with her hair. "Doesn't you wife ever blow you, Justus?" he grunted. "She doesn't seem like she knows what to do." Justus looked up from his wife's rear. "She doesn't care much for it," he explained. Magnus laughed at that. "You don't like it?" he taunted Adonna, looking down at her face as her cheeks held his cock inside. "You don't like tasting my cock with your slave's juices all over it? Answer me!" he demanded, shaking her head around violently by the handful of hair.
 
Adonna winced when when Magnus began taunting Justus and her face flushed deeply when he moved his taunting to her. She shook her head weakly when he asked her, her head spinning from his violent shaking of her. Magnus was a mean man, she could see. She'd never had any contact with him before this though she'd heard rumors about him being a horrible sadist. When he shook her head she could feel his cock seem to bounce around in her mouth. She had to strongly control her gag reflexes to keep from dry heaving when his cock moved around in her mouth.
 
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