1. Cyprian and Rona


    Date: 9/13/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Benvolios_cousin, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    sense of what had just happened. Cyprian’s mighty phallus continued to pulse and empty inside her, only softening slightly as he emptied every last drop inside her. As the great Senator exited her, he drew a drink of wine from his bedside table. Quenching his thirst, he poured another glass, this time mixing in a concoction of flowers and spices. “Drink this. No servant of mine will have my child…yet.” Clearly disappointed, Rona choked down the mixture. Within minutes she felt nauseous and dizzy as the drink made her womb infertile. But despite her discomfort, Rona took great pride knowing she had pleased her master. In the following weeks, Cyprian continued to train his new sex slave. Rona gave him her anus, her mouth, and her tight, wet little hole. She longed for Cyprian’s seed and found herself desperate for Cyprian to empty his full, heavy testicles into her mouth. She craved his salty, virile juice, and she was willing to do anything to taste him. One day, Cyprian looked particularly distraught. Rona’s canal instantly grew wet knowing she was to be expected to pleasure her great Master. Instinctively, she go to her knees, eyes to the floor as he entered the room. “I present my body to you, my Master.” “Rise, Rona. I have some news for you.” His tone seemed foreign, almost pained. She was confused and hurt at his open rejection of her body. “Rona, tonight I have a special mission for you. I would not trust this with anyone else. It is dangerous, it is frightening, but ...
    you will do it and do it quietly. Am I understood?” Her instinct left her and her female intuition kicked in. She was scared and did not answer immediately. Cyprian could feel her apprehension and, knowing her needs better than even she, held her close to him. “You are the only person in the whole empire who can do this. I only trust you.” “I…I will do anything for you, Master.” Cyprian let go and looked her in the eyes. He saw the fire of loyalty, her intense desire to please him. He had taught her well, but she would be tested with this. “Rona, tonight you will kill the Caesar.” Her heart sank. A solitary tear ran down her eye. She understood what it could mean for Cyprian if the Caesar was killed. She understood why he would entrust her to do it. But knowing she would be killer, that history would turn on a twist of her wrist, that thought frightened her to no end. Still, in the bravest voice she could muster, she choked, “My Master’s will be done.” With that, Cyprian kissed her and laid out his plan. Caesar’s palace was a glittering array of decadence and royal privilege. Cassius Caesar, (whose name literally translated to “empty king”) was raised in the royal court his entire life. With no heart for the average citizen or soldier, and no brain for the intricacies of delicate matters of state, the Empty King guarded his privileged lifestyle through violence, fear, and intimidation. The man was far more interested in drinking, sexual gratification, and random acts of intense ...
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