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A Roman Socialite and Her Tamer (Nurse x Houdini)

Justus didn't leave the room. He only opened the drawer, and took out something that he'd been waiting for the right time to use. It was a black collar, the kind used on animals, although this one had never been used. Hopping back onto the bed, he grabbed at her arms that were over her head, and pressed down on them playfully as he laid on top of her, grinding his cock against her a little. "This is what I want you to wear," he said, a gleam in his eye as he held it up. "This is your little bedroom punishment," he revealed, starting to place it around her soft neck.
 
Her eyes widened in shock when he pulled the collar out. It was a large leather strap, like one would put on a dog or even a cow if the strap were large enough. She grabbed at it when he tried to put it on her and held it away from her. "A collar?" she asked him incredulously. The only humans that ever wore collars were concubines or slaves. Neither of which she was. She narrowed her eyes at him and held the collar at a distance from herself. "I don't know...this makes me feel funny," she said skeptically.
 
Justus knew she'd object. It was quite humiliating for a woman to wear a collar. "You'll only wear it in the bedroom," he whispered. "No one will ever know," he promised. "It'll really make me happy if you'll show me that you're all mine here in our bedroom," he explained. "Besides, I thought you wanted to show your gratitude," he reminded her with a sly smile. He slowly dragged his cock along the slit of her pussy. "Why don't you get on all fours and let me put it on you, my loving wife?"
 
She whined when he dragged his cock along her slit. Damn him, he knew exactly what to do to get her going. She was absolutely all his in the bedroom. She was all his in any way he wanted her to be. And he was guilting her into it besides, by reminding her that she was showing him gratitude. "Oh alright," she murmured, pretending to be huffy about it. "You're just lucky I love you," she rolled over onto her stomach and then pulled her legs up, sticking her butt up in the air underneath him and raising her head so he could clasp the collar on her.
 
Justus smiled at her, kissing her softly atop the head as she got on all fours like a little puppy for him to attach the collar. Reaching around her neck, he buckled it so it was snug, but not tight. She was nicely decorated for him now, wearing his black leather collar and gold navel ring, not to mention the brand mark. Reaching under her butt, he dragged his finger lightly across her slit, before giving her a smack on the ass when he pulled it out. "So what does this collar mean?" he quizzed her with a little chuckle.
 
Once she was wearing the collar, Adonna had to admit that she felt sexy in it. She was widely adorned as belonging to Justus now too. She had the ass brand, the gold navel ring, and now this black collar. It was undoubted who she belonged to in any fashiong, and that was how she liked it. She yelped when he smacked her on the ass and lifted her butt up to him more in response. "It means I'm all yours in the bedroom," she murmured, "And everywhere else too,"
 
"Ahh, that's the right answer," Justus gasped in admiration, spreading her butt cheeks with both hands and plunging a finger inside her steaming hot womanhood. She was sexy without the collar, but more sexy with it. And she was rubbing it in, too, with her little wiggle. "This is all mine," he boasted, pushing his finger in and out slowly. Kneeling behind her, he pressed his cock against her opening from behind once he pulled his finger out. "Shake that ass for me some more," he demanded, smacking it again.
 
She moaned softly when he pushed his finger inside of her and began to pump it in and out. She closed her eyes and focused just on the feeling of his finger moving in and out of her. But then it became even better when she felt the tip of his cock just at her entrance. She dutifully wiggled her ass again for him, even going so far as to push it back even more so that he sunk into her a little bit. She squealed when he smacked her again, her hands grabbing hold of the sheets beneath her. "Mmm, you're such a good husband. Punishing your naughty wife,"
 
Justus moaned when she backed up at him, forcing him into her own pussy a little bit. He immediately felt her clenching at his tip, and grabbed onto her hips, sinking himself in deeper. Soon, he began ramming inside her, his stomach smashing against her ass every time. Then, he began giving her ass a smack every time as he rode her, too. "Ahh, that's right," he agreed. "Such a bad, naughty wife you are. I'm going to have to pound your womanhood so hard for that," he taunted, continuing to smash up against her, moaning out loudly, and reddening her bottom with his smacks.
 
She gripped the sheets harder and harder as he got into a rhythm with his pounding her. Her pussy squeezed at him each time he thrust way deep inside of her, causing a deep and primal moan to erupt from her. He knew all of her buttons and was hitting them expertly. She whined even higher when he started to spank her with his thrusts, her pussy squeezing him harder. "Mmm, Justus!" she moaned, her face smushed into the sheets below her. A few moments more and she felt her building orgasm reach it's peak and explode forth from her.
 
This episode was hard and rough, yet passionate. His moans almost began to drown out Adonna's as he rocked in and out, his cock throbbing with pleasure as she clenched and squeezed at it. He kept spanking her throughout her loud, crazed orgasm, and only stopped when he was forced to dig his short nails into her red butt, pressing himself as deep as he could inside her hot, soaked pussy. "Ohhh, Adonna," he moaned out in a primal moan, arching his back and glancing down at the collar on her writhing body. "My sexy, collared love pet," he yelled out," releasing his juices towards her womb as he pressed his stomach against her butt with all the force he had, driving her face farther down into the sheets. "Ahh, I love you," he groaned as his body started to come down from the mind-blowing orgasm, juices starting to ooze out of her around his manhood.
 
That was undoubtedly the wildest episode the two of them had ever had. They'd been rough before but never with such a fervor as they had now. She sighed in satisfaction when she felt him release his seed inside of her. That was always such a nice feeling, a feeling of completion and totality. Adonna breathed hard, her body slowly sinking down towards the sheets to meet her face there. "I love you too," she murmured, wondering how many times they'd set that to each other today. It seemed like a million, but it never grew old. She could hear him tell her that he loved her a thousand times and she wouldn't grow wary of it.
 
For such a short, wild episode, Justus was fairly spent. He gently slid himself out of Adonna, squishing as her pussy closed behind him, her silky pink folds drooping a little now with exhaustion. Sidling up next to her in the bed, he tugged on her collar a little, pulling her neck and face up from the sheets, and angling her face towards him. "Do you love me enough to finish the deed, and clean me off thoroughly?" he asked with a gleam in his eye, stil holding onto the collar. It wasn't in order to treat her as a pet that he wanted Adonna to lick off his manhood, but there was something about it that was so... devoted. He wanted her to perform an act of complete devotion to him, her husband. "Because," he whispered, letting his hand off her collar and rubbing her smooth back gently, "I love you enough to do anything for you."
 
Adonna had to admit that she liked the way she felt when he tugged on her collar and pulled her face from the sheets to his. It was a very simple act, pulling her up like that, but it made her feel so wanted and protected. No one could tug her collar except him. So when he asked her to clean off his manhood, she was inclined to agree to do it. Despite her phobia of having him in her mouth (which was only heightened by her experience with Marcus), she loved him more than anything in the world. And he had wanted her to do this for quite some time. She nodded and kissed him softly as he rubbed her back. "Yes, I will clean you husband," she murmured, moving her face away from his and working her way down to where his soaked manhood was.

She hesitated for a moment, fear almost taking hold of her. She wasn't so much revolted by it anymore, just afraid. So she tentatively leaned down and extended her tongue, beginning to lick the juices off of his manhood. She was sincerely trying, but it would probably take some time for her to do it thoroughly.
 
Justus gave her back a last little knead before he laid down in the bed and let Adonna have at him. He gurgled softly when her warm tongue began sliding up and down his slick shaft, slurping up (most of) the product of their love-making. "Mmm," he groaned at the warm, tickling feeling. Reaching up, he touched her lovely collar again, and then moved up to her face, caressing her cheeks, and then massaging her temples, gently guiding her down along the length of his cock.

"I would never let another woman clean me like this," he asserted. "And I'd never let another one wear my collar, either. Even if by some unfortunate series of events, I'd married some other girl. You're perfect," he said softly to her, continuing to massage her scalp.
 
Adonna still didn't like his cock being in or around her mouth, but she was slowly getting used to it. The combination of their juices tasted weird to her too, but she wasn't about to complain about it to him. He wasn't going to be sympathetic about that. But, again, despite her misgivings about doing this, her love for him and his suave words always melted away any kind of resolve she could hope to have. She finished cleaning him to the best of her ability (or at least, she thought, but her technique could probably be much improved upon) and then lifted her head to look at him.

"So tired already, husband?" she laughed softly, "It's barely lunchtime."
 
Justus laughed and leaned his head back onto the pillow. The truth was that he actually was a little tired, even though there was much still do be done. "Ah, you wear me out, Adonna," he sighed, glancing at her as she licked the remainder of their juices off her pretty lips. "Although I don't think I'd ever be too tired to make love to you. I could do it all day, any day." Sitting up, he grasped Adonna gently by the shoulders, and laid her down flat on the bed, so that the entirety of her naked body was laid out flat. Kneeling over her, he kissed her gently on the lips, unbuckling her collar at the same time. "You were wonderful with the collar," he whispered, kissing her again, and letting his hand trace over her stomach once the collar was off. "I think you may have to wear it again. But for now, we must prepare to receive our new servants."
 
She allowed him to lay her back, her breasts flattening as she laid back. She heaved a great sigh and giggled when he knelt on top of her. She grinned when he unclasped the collar. She looked at it for a few moments and then tore her eyes away from it and to Justus instead. She pouted when he said that they had to get ready for the servants. "Can't Sylvia and Cornelius get ready for the servants? We can't just..." she stroked his bare chest gently, up and down slowly, being provocative on purpose, "lay here together? Alone...naked...only in front of each other...and the gods?"
 
Justus murmured when she stroked his bare chest, licking his lips anxiously. He was really getting turned on by Adonna, and of course he meant it when he said he'd do her anywhere, anytime. Leaning over her chest, he nibbled playfully at one dark nipple, biting down on it and pulling it away from her chest, and then to each side. "Well, I suppose I could never turn down a chance to stay naked with you," he agreed with a smirk once he let go of her nipple. "I"ll go talk to Cornelius," he told her, kissing her lips and then getting out of bed, throwing on a long tunic. "But I'd like you see you being extra sexy for me when I get back, since I’m giving you your way and all," he teased, slipping out the door and speaking to Cornelius for a couple of minutes, and then heading back in.
 
Adonna grinned almost stupidly when Justus agreed to go talk to Cornelius. She sat up once he was gone and grabbed the collar, clasping it back around her neck. Then she looked around, trying to think of a way to make herself even sexier for him. Then she had an idea. She ran over to a trunk in the corner of the room and dug through it. She found a pouch inside with a long thin leather strap as a tie. She took the strap out and then ran back over to the bed. She tied one end of the strap to the metal headboard and then tied the other end to her collar. It gave her just enough breadth to be able to maneuver all around the bed, but not get off of it. She knelt in the middle of the bed and waited for Justus to return. When he did she grinned at him and tugged a little on the strap, "Looks like I'm stuck..."
 
As Justus headed back into the room, he'd been hoping she was going to put the collar back on. He hadn't realized how much he was going to like her with the collar. But it was new to Adonna, so he didn't want to specifically request it, imagining it might take her some time to get comfortable with it. So, needless to say, he was more than turned on when he got back to the bedroom, and saw her kneeling naked on the bed like the cat that just ate the mouse. Not only did she have the collar back on, but she'd leashed herself to the headboard. "It looks like my little wife-pet has herself in a bind," he growled with a huge smile. In one motion, he stripped his tunic back off and leaped up onto the bed, tackling Adonna down into the sheets, letting his hands wander all over her body. "Now you're giving me ideas," he grunted. "I might have to keep you leashed up naked to the bed all the time for my pleasure," he taunted.
 
She squealed in delight when he tackled her onto the bed, squirming underneath him as his hands roamed her body. "Ohh?" she giggled, reaching her hands up to stroke his chest again and then move to his wide wonderful shoulders. "I don't think I'd try to escape." she cooed, kissing him lovingly, "Unless I got hungry," she teased, laughing wildly afterward. She lifted her head and nipped at his nose playfully and then gave him a little pathetic mewling sound like a cat. "Does this mean I'm your personal kitty?"
 
Justus growled back at Adonna when she pawed at his chest, playing along with the pet game. When she nipped at his nose, he reached around to the back of the collar, and pulled her neck down to the bed with it, holding her head against the bed. "You are," he rasped. "You're my pretty sex kitty," he teased, wedging his hand between her legs and playfully swiping at her womanhood. "Maybe I'll make you ride me like a wild female cat," he suggested. "Like a horny, female kitty in heat," he teased, pulling her neck up by the leash now, and kissing her passionately, diving his tongue inside her warm mouth.
 
She opened her legs when he swatted at her womanhood, making it easier for him to access her already moistening pussy. She growled at him playfully and bared her teeth to him as if to say she was fearsome. Both of them knew she wasn't fearsome at all, that she could be a sweet and docile kitten at the drop of a hat if that was what he wanted her to be. "I think I'm always in heat when I'm with you," she purred, smacking her face against his as they started to make out like primal creatures.
 
Justus let his tongue dive wildly into Adonna's mouth. He couldn't believe how many ways there were to have indescribable fun with this woman. It could be loving, gentle, or rough and playful, but it was always, always amazing. He grazed her moist womanhood repeatedly with his hand while they made out for what seemed like forever. "Ahh, it's time to train my pet," he gasped when he finally pulled away from her mouth, having started to nudge her clit now with his middle finger. He flipped off Adonna, and sat up straight with his back up against the headboard, legs extended out towards the bottom of the bed, the leash at his side. "Come here, kitty," he growled, pulling her in by the leash.
 
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