“Noooo! Please, I did everything you wanted!” Amelyth cried as the Romans began lifting the cross. The cum of a dozen Romans was flowing out her red, stretched out pussy and her hair was crusty from the dried semen of a hundred Romans. She was to be the totem of the Raptio festival, and her freshly violated body would hang in the center of the arena until every man in the city had drained his balls into or onto one of the dozens of available slave girls.
“Please, let me suck your beautiful Roman cock! PLEASE! HELP ME!” Norona sobbed as the brutal Roman in front of her ran the vicious cane across her soft, heaving breasts. “Please don’t hit me with that!”
“The whores of Germania, gentlemen. As you can see they’re all inferior specimens of womanhood.” The Princeps said.
Hours earlier these unfortunate women had been the taken by an entire Roman Century, 100 men still covered in blood from slaughtering their husbands in battle. There was something about shedding blood that made the Roman’s libido rage out of control, and they took these women viciously. Making sure they had no pleasure in it, even going so far as to wipe their cum out of the holes so that they wouldn’t be lubricated. And the rough hemp cloth they used only made their bruised, swollen labia even more raw and sensitive.
Now they were out here, a warning to the other tribes of Germania. Well at least until the next patrol came by, who undoubtedly take them down to empty their own balls into the broken women…
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Praetor Carvonus ran his fingers along the red welts blooming on his Dacian slave’s tiny tits, pinching and scratching them to make the girl’s tiny frame shudder on the cross. Decebalus’s Dacian army had been utterly crushed, and the fine women they had captured were now the spoils of war.
A few feet away a gorgeous blonde woman was struggling to walk as she was forced to hold the heavy wooden pole across her slender shoulders and two centurions whipped at her bare ass.
“Faster honey, I want you lathered up like a horse when I bust your cunt with my cock!” One of the centurions laughed.
“Please, let me fuck you now! I can’t hold this! PLEASE!” She whimpered.
Carvonus smiled, and forced two fingers into his slave’s dry cunt, brutally forcing open her reluctant hole.
“Ngggghhh!” She whined.
The Roman expertly struck her right across her puffy red nipples, driving them back into her chest like hammered nails and watching them rebound, swelling with welts.
The two Romans began alternating their strokes, first across her abused cunt, then across her tits and back and forth it went. Never giving her time to recover, striking her while she was still screaming from the earlier blow. Soon her tits and pussy were completely covered in welts.
“Open up whore, it’s time to swallow some Roman cock. My friend is going to keep whipping your filthy slit until I cum, and if you dare bite me, I’ll have him burn off your clit. Understand?”
The soldier didn’t even wait for her to reply, instead shoving himself balls deep in her throat and groaning with pleasure as she screamed around his cock…