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A Roman Socialite and Her Tamer (Nurse x Houdini)

Magnus grinned when Adonna meekly shook her head to indicate that she didn't like his cock. "Well, I don't care if you like it," he boomed. "Suck it like you do," he ordered, using her hair to move her head in and out on his bulbous cock. "Laodus," Magnus shouted next. "Don't cum inside that whore. You don't want to get her pregnant with your bastard," he shouted. Turn around and cum on this one. She needs to be more accustomed to a man's emissions on her face, I think."

Justus let out a groan now as he was moving smoothly in and out of her pussy now, some of her own juices lubricating him now, in addition to his saliva. Although she wasn't really squeezing at him, she was still warm and tight all around him, and that was good enough. Finally, he let out a long moan, and bucked hard against her ass, spurting his seed inside her as he'd done many times before. Once he'd done this, he closed his eyes, not really wanting to see Magnus face-fucking his wife. He left his warm cock lodged inside her and rubbed her bottom softly.
 
Adonna winced once more when Magnus told Laodus to cum on her face. So she was a cheap whore now. Only cheap whores had men cum on their faces. She tightened her lips on his cock only marginally so that there would be a tighter vacuum for his face fucking her. But Magnus mentioning getting Flavia pregnant made her think...she wasn't pregnant yet. She wondered when she would get pregnant with her and Justus' first child. They were married so he had every right to cum inside of her and he always did. She usually liked it when he did though she barely noticed when he did it just then.

She remembered what Justus had said about sucking on his cock, so she provided a small weak suck on Magnus' cock as he used her hair to throw her head around. He was giving her a headache and she was sure her head would hurt.
 
Magnus stopped jostling her head around so much when she began sucking, and he started moaning instead. A moment later, Laodus pulled out of Flavia, throbbing cock in hand, and shot his white, sticky seed all over Adonna's neck and face. Flavia finally stopped moaning, and turned around and just watched the spectacle that now centered around Adonna. Magnus began thrusting her head around again as his moans got louder, and a moment later, he released into her mouth. Not content to only cum inside her, he pulled out quickly, and let a second wave spurt right onto the front of her face, little globs of it starting to drip off a moment later. "Ah, she didn't do bad after all," Magnus said of Adonna with a satisfied little chuckle. Justus had finally opened his eyes and could hardly believe the surreal sight before him. He'd never been involved in anything like this before.
 
Adonna wanted her life to end. She felt Laodus' cum spurt all over the side of her face and drip down her neck. She felt the tears well up in her eyes but she was able to hold them back until Magnus started to cum inside her mouth. She choked a little but automatically started to swallow, the fear of not swallowing instilled in her from Justus the night before. But then it got worse. Magnus spurted another wave directly onto her face, her beautiful cheeks and mouth becoming covered in stick white seed. That was when she lost it. The tears flowed over and she started to cry.
 
When Adonna started crying, it started getting to Justus' core, through the callous that seemingly enveloped his heart. It wasn't right that these old men should cum in his wife's mouth and on her face, no matter what she'd supposedly done. Besides, it was just an much an affront to him as it was to her. He was supposed to have exclusive access to her. Slowly, he finally pulled his length out of her.

But it seemed that Magnus wasn't done with her. He'd came on her face and mouth, and he wasn't even satisfied. Reaching underneath the crying Adonna, he undid her toga, and tossed it away, rendering her completely naked now. "Laodus," he panted. "Go get a brush from the stable. The one they use on the horse's hair," he grinned. "Switch places with me, Justus," the fat, naked senator requested. "I want to see that nice ass of hers. You go have Flavia lick off your dick." Justus froze. Have Flavia clean off his cock? He didn't want to do that. Was that worth it to get the favor of this demented Senator?
 
Adonna saw Justus freeze. She was upset that Magnus had untied her toga and rendered her naked, she was upset that he had set Laodus to go get a brush to do the gods knows what to her. Adonna lifted her head up and grabbed hold of Justus hand, pulling him towards her. "I will clean you, husband," she murmured, looking up at him for a moment. She loved him dearly. She wasn't about to let Flavia do something to him that he didn't want. She would endure this horridness for him. He was her husband. Once he'd stumbled towards her she immediately began to lick at his cock to clean him so that Flavia wouldn't be able to get at him. She would claw Flavia's eyes out before she could get her nasty hands on him.
 
Justus eagerly let his wife clean him off. He far preferred her mouth on his manhood to Flavia's, and Magnus was just going to have to live with that. Glancing over at the naked slave, she seemed extremely disappointed that Adonna had interceded. He closed his eyes and rubbed his wife's temples as she cleaned him off. Although she hated that, it was doubtless far from the worst thing she'd had to do today, he thought to himself.

A moment later, Laodus was back with the brush. "She still hasn't had an orgasm yet," Magnus said as he pointed to Adonna, some disappointment in his tone. "I'm not leaving here until she has one." Grasping the brush from Laodus' hand, he used it to point at Adonna, and then Flavia. "Both of you. Stand here in the center next to each other. And bend over and grab your ankles." He'd apparently forgotten the concept of not ordering around Adonna in the presence of her husband now.
 
Adonna stood up some after she was finished cleaning Justus' cock. Her mouth felt disgusting. Her entire body felt disgusting. She still had both of the senators cum on her face and neck, but there was nothing she could do about that right now. She limped a little bit when she stood up and moved to the center automatically. At this point she didn't have much energy to refuse the fat senators orders. She bent over in the center there next to Flavia and weakly grabbed on to her ankles. She glanced over at Justus resignedly. She was angry at him now, but she would address that later.
 
Now, Magnus saw the brand mark on Adonna's ass for the first time when she bent over deeply. Reaching down, he touched it. "You burned her ass," he gasped, almost in respect for Justus. That was something a man like him had to respect. "Isn't that... your house's seal?" he said in disbelief. Justus looked over at the two bent over girls and nodded. "Yes.. it is. But I don't like to speak of it. It's something between me and my wife." He didn't want to tell the circumstances under which she was branded, because even now, it was something personal to him.

Magnus next began running his fat hand over her ass and between her legs. He gently pressed her thighs wider apart, displaying her pussy hanging between. Flavia's was readily visible in the first place, as she had no meat on her butt to hide it at all. Pressing the handle of the brush against her sex lips, he began shoving it inside her. It had a smooth, carved wood handle that was thinner than a cock, yet had two wider parts along the handle that were much wider than a cock. Justus wondered if it would even fit. Even as he lewdly shoved the brush in her pussy, Magnus pressed his other index finger against her exposed anus. "Does your husband ever penetrate you in the ass?" he asked the bent-over Adonna.
 
Adonna's face flushed a little more when Magnus spoke of the brand on her ass. She could hear the admiration for Justus in the disgusting man's voice and was almost glad that the man was seeing it so that he would have that kind of respect for Justus. He had to know that Adonna was not the ruler of the house when he saw that. Justus obviously had to have a great deal of control over her to get her to go through being physically burned.

Adonna whimpered softly when the fat old man shoved the brush handle inside of her pussy. It caused her to squirm a little bit, mostly because she hadn't known what it was going to feel like and it was strange to her. She yelped when he pressed his finger against her asshole. "N-no," she said softly in response to his question.
 
Magnus was going to try whatever it took to get Adonna off. He kept pressing at her anal bud, stimulating her by almost tickling her there on the surface, repeatedly running his finger over that dark little opening. "So then I take it I am the first man to touch the hole of your precious bottom," he suggested lewdly. "That's quite a privilege." Pushing the brush further in, when he got up to the first bead on the brush handle, he had to take his hand away from her anus, and use it to spread her pussy lips open. When the thicker part of the brush entered her, it was clear that it was stretching her vagina open, pushing out in all directions against her walls. He began sliding the brush back and forth now, placing his feathery touch back on her anus. "Laodus," he directed. "Kneel and lick her. She's having an orgasm whether she likes it or not."
 
Adonna could not believe the strange feeling that she felt when the first knot in the brush was pushed inside of her. It hurt some but it...was actually good. She let out a desperate whimper when he pushed it inside of her, all of her leg muscles tensing up. Her pussy muscles squeezed on the knot and Magnus would be able to see that her pussy was doing that. She whimpered again as he began to pump it in and out of her slowly, it was stimulating her far more than she thought it was going to. Unfortunately for Adonna in this instance, she was always very vocal when she was being pleasured. Flavia didn't pleasure her, that was the only way she was able to stay silent when she went at her, but now that she was actually getting pleasure, she was involuntarily vocal.
 
Justus heard the first one of his wife's moans and knew that she was getting something out of it. He would never mistake that sound. He cringed a little bit, unsure about how he felt with her getting pleasure from another man... even if that man was using a horse's brush. Magnus pushed the brush handle yet deeper inside her, her pussy almost closing up on the outside, it was squeezing at the knot so hard. Soon, he got to the second knot, and repeating the process, he pushed it inside her, the brush now filling her to the limit. He slowly pulled the brush back and forth, two large knots now bulging inside her love tunnel. Instead of fingering her anus, Magnus now slapped her ass. The vibration caused, not only her ass to jiggle, but the brush to vibrate around inside her pussy. He slapped her again, and again, each time making the handle stimulate her pussy in a different direction.

At the same time, Laodus crept under Adonna, and forced her to place her hands on his back instead of her ankles. Pushing his head up between her legs, he began lapping at her clit, just above where the brush handle lewdly stuck out of her, facing back towards Magnus.
 
Adonna felt like she was betraying Justus by getting pleasure out of this, but she couldn't stop what her body was telling her. Her body was controlling her now, much the same way it had on the first night with Justus when she had been so resistant and he had won her over. This was different, though. Even though Magnus was winning, he wasn't winning her. She already belonged to Justus, one hundred percent, undoubtedly. She wasn't thrilled about having to put her hands on Laodus' gross back, but she did it anyway. She wasn't really in a position to say no. Her toes curled under her as the man began to lap at her clit, the brush sliding in and out of her at the same time. She felt her body start to heat up and she fought it as much as she could, but she didn't have much fight left in her. They kept going at her in after a few minutes she knew she was right on the verge. Eventually her fingers dug into Laodus' back and she let out a desperate, hot moan and that orgasm that Magnus so craved from her was finally given.
 
Justus had an out-of-body experience of sorts, while all he could do was look on. He'd only witnessed one of Adonna's orgasms when it was he who provided them for her before. But now, another man was creating the feeling inside her while he watched. He balled up his fists, angrier about this than he thought he'd be. Once she dug her fingers into Laodus and let out a long, passionate cry, he crawled out from under her, and smirked, wiping off his mouth. Magnus grabbed her butt and patted it, sliding the brush handle out, feeling that he'd conquered her completely. He'd forced her against her will to cry out in ecstasy. "Put on your toga, Adonna," he finally said, grabbing his own and donning it. Laodus did the same, and Justus had never taken his off. "You, too, Flavia," he said, Flavia immediately showing a disappointed look that she didn't get fucked too, with the brush. "Let's go inside and mingle for a while," Magnus declared, leading the way back into the house.
 
Adonna stood resignedly and put her toga back on. She took a cloth from the near by wash room and wiped her face and neck off. She tied her toga extra tightly as if doing that would make it impossible for anyone to ever force her to take it off again. She felt so degraded. So dirty. So disgusting. All of her joy and happiness about hosting a party was gone from her now. She followed Magnus back to the party silently, glancing across the small group of people at Justus. She saw that he looked angry. Well she was angry too. She wasn't sure if she wanted to even speak to him for the rest of the day.
 
Magnus assumed the role of host of the party now, too. Apparently, he had a knack for taking over, which wasn't easy to do in Justus' house. Of course, Justus was holding back a little out of his aspirations to greatness. Pouring some large glasses of strong wine, he handed them out to the players in his private party. "Here you are, Adonna," he offered, graciously handing her a glass. "It'll help you feel better," he suggested. Justus took one as well, and drained it quickly, hoping it would help him forget the unpleasant part of what happened. That was soon followed by another, and another one. Loosened up a little, he finally approached Adonna about an hour later. "How are you, honey," he asked with a smile, swaying just a tiny bit, placing his arm on her shoulder to stabilize himself.
 
Adonna took the glass but was reluctant to drink it. What she wanted was for all of these people to get out of her house. Including Justus. She finally drank the entire glass of wine and was immediately given another, but she was even more reluctant to drink that. She was beginning to suspect that they were trying to get her drunk. She'd managed to seclude herself a little bit when Justus came up to her, obviously drunk. She pushed him away and frowned at him, "Don't touch me, Justus. I'm horrible."
 
Justus took offense at that. "Come on, baby," he pleaded, pushing her own glass up towards her face. "Drink up. You'll feel better. I have only the finest wine here for my guests," he asserted. "Come and talk to people." When he saw that she wasn't up for it, he went back himself among the guests.

He was quickly cornered by the young patrician from the theatre a couple of weeks ago. A former suitor of Adonna's. Justus' first thought was that he didn't remember inviting this guy. He couldn't even remember his name. But he recognized that he was buzzed enough that he could be wrong about that. "Hi, Justus," the patrician said. "Listen, I have to talk with you." Justus nodded and went off to the side with him, speaking with him for a few minutes. Shortly after, they approached Adonna together. "Adonna," Justus started. "Come into my dressing room. We need to speak to you there."
 
After Justus left her Adonna ended up drinking the rest of the wine in her glass and got another one. She drank half of that, hoping that maybe she would feel better if she drank some. She didn't do much drinking but when she did she loosened up pretty quickly. When Justus and the ex suitor approached her she frowned at them. "What?" she asked, setting down her half empty glass. "No. I'm not going to your dressing room with you. You're dressed already."
 
The suitor had offered him something that appealed to Justus' hubris. He'd offered to propose a special bill in Senate to honor Justus for his bravery in squelching the recent rebellion. If it passed, he'd be personally decorated by Caesar. The suitor, Landicus, only wanted a token of gratitude in return. He felt he'd been kind to Adonna when her father tried to set them up. But she was a horrible bitch to him, he explained to Justus. All he needed was one crack at her, and he'd consider it payment in full, he promised. Justus would have never agreed to this sober, but in his current state, it all made sense.

"Justus has agreed to let me finally have my time with you," Landicus explained, pushing her back towards the open door to Justus and Adonna's bedroom. If the dressing room wouldn't do, any room with a bed would. "The time that you deprived me of before," he explained suggestively, pushing her back by the shoulders. Justus followed the two of them in and slammed the door behind them all.
 
Adonna was fairly inebriated by the time this was all happening and none of this made sense to her. All she could gather was that Justus was going to let Landicus (who she may have found slightly attractive had she not been who she was) do something with her? She stumbled back towards their bedroom, almost latching on to the doorframe but Landicus pushed her back again before she could.

She heard Justus slam the door and her face twisted in confusion. "Justus...what? What's going on? What do you mean I deprived you?" she muttered in her slightly drunken state. She then realized that she was in her bedroom. She glanced at the bed and then at Justus, "I'm not going to sleep with you, Justus. I'm mad at you,"
 
Justus realized that Adonna was buzzed too. They both were, which allowed Landicus to take some control now. He was a tall, lanky young man, with thick, dark brown hair combed straight down, and a long face to match his long body. "He's not going to sleep with you, so it doesn't matter if you're mad," Landicus explained. "I'm going to sleep with you. When I tried to court you, you shook your ass right at me to tease me, and then insulted me and turned me down to my face."

He sat down on the bed, crossing his legs and folding his hands as he looked over at Adonna standing there. He was acting every bit the ladies' man, which was his usual persona. However, he'd take what he wanted by force if not by charm tonight. "Why don't you come sit on my lap and explain why you were such a bitch," he taunted, patting at his knee.
 
Adonna became even more confused when Landicus said that he was going to be the one to sleep with her. She watched him as he moved to their bed and sat on it, crossing his legs as if he owned it. She blinked at him a couple of times and then looked at Justus. "What's he talking about?" she muttered in her hazy confusion.

Somehow, Landicus' charm was working on her a little. Maybe it was because she was drunk. Maybe it was because she was angry at Justus. Whatever it was she stumbled over to Landicus and basically fell into his lap.
 
Justus didn't say a word, he was only there to watch, and well.. make sure Landicus didn't hurt Adonna, he supposed. Landicus was a little stunned that she went for it, so he decided to keep playing the ladies man. He leaned back in the unfamiliar sheets and pulled Adonna's body down into the bed with him. Running his hand behind her ear, he massaged her head, and leaned in and kissed Adonna on the lips. He could taste strong wine all over her, yet his body tingled as in a moment he got further with Adonna that he had in a month of courting her. "The only shame is you aren't a virgin any longer like when I courted you. Or are you?" he asked, wondering if in her current state, she'd forget if she was or wasn't. No, that wasn't possible, he thought.
 
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