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In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 01

By: jayce1066



The slave girl kneels on the floor by a corner of the bed. She holds a wooden bowl in her lap. The bowl contains some pieces of fruit and nuts. She is wearing only a scarf tied about her hips. Her gaze is directed to the floor.

The slave girl is not happy. Since she came to my house, she has been the supervisor of my lady's bedchamber. Last night, there was a transgression of the rules and now the slave girl waits to be questioned and judged. I am the lord of this house.

I walk into the room. The slave girl silently raises her bowl and keeps her eyes directed to the floor. As I pass the slave girl, I take some nuts from the bowl and eat them as I talk to her.

"Do know why you are here? Just nod your head if you understand. Good. Imagine how I felt when the captain of my guard came to me last night to tell me that he had discovered you in the guards' chamber at the front gate. You had taken the seed of eight guards and left them near to fainting. When the captain walked in, you were on your knees before a ninth guard sucking his cock as if you were a mad woman.

"Do you know what would have happened if one of my enemies had chosen to test my defenses when half of my guards were hardly able to stand? My head would be on a pike outside the wall right now. The heads of all my family would be displayed beside mine and your pretty head would be right there as well.

"Why did you do it? Did one of my enemies promise you freedom or gold?"

The slave girl slowly shakes her head from side to side.

"No? Really? Did the guards ply you with wine or threaten you with a beating?"

The slave girl again slowly shakes her head from side to side.

"Indeed. What then? Look at me, girl. You have my permission to speak."

The girl lifts her head. Her eyes are shining.

"My lord, I could not help myself. I had not seen, spoken to, touched a man for a year. All my days and nights were spent in your lady's chamber. Last night I looked out the window & saw the guardroom's door was ajar. I slipped out after my lady had fallen asleep. My hunger drove me."

"Gods, girl, your hunger could have been the death of us all. I should send you south by the next caravan. I should let you apply your hunger to skiapods and manticores in the wilderness and see how you fare with their rough passions."

The slave girl gasps and turns her eyes to the floor once more.

"But I may choose another fate for you. If your talents are as remarkable as the guards report, you could serve in another post in my house. When I give banquets, it would amuse my guests to have a slave girl under the table, crawling from one place to the next, entertaining each as they desire. We shall see. Put your bowl down and stand before me. Let me see all of you, girl. You shall be tested. You must be silent, my lady sleeps in the next chamber and it would not do to awaken her."

The slave girl trembles as she removes the cloth that was wound around her hips. It was her only garment and now she stands naked in front of me. Her skin is very fair. Her hair is long and falls in curls to the middle of her back. She did not understand what I meant when I said that she would be tested and she is afraid.

"Hold your hands out in front of you," I say gently as I sit on the end of the bed, "you must be prepared."

The slave girl meekly complies. I open a chest beside the bed and draw out four leather cuffs. They are brown and studded with brass. When I buckle the first cuff on the girl's arm, she is startled by how heavy the restraint is and how soft the cuff's lining makes it feel. She then holds very still while I fasten the second cuff in place.

"Drop your arms, girl. Now, put your right foot on the edge on the bed."

I then fasten a leather cuff, a match to the ones on her wrists, around the slave girl's right ankle. I repeat the procedure with her left ankle. The slave girl does her best to stand motionless, her arms at her sides, her feet together, her eyes properly cast down, before me. Even thought she still has the free use of her arms and legs, the thick, heavy cuffs make her feel trapped. They remind her that she is a slave, property to be used as I desire.

As the slender, naked slave girl strives to control her emotions, I smile to himself as I plan her test. The night will be long.

"Girl, I will have more answers from you. You have my permission to speak when I ask you a question. You will look into my eyes when you speak. I can see whether you tell the truth or if you tell lies from your eyes. I should not have to remind you that it will go ill with you if you lie to me. Look at me, girl. Do it now."

Fearfully, the slave girl lifts her gaze and meets my eyes. She blinks and then tries to hold her eyes steady, tries to keep her breathing even and slow.

"Girl, you said that for the entire year you have served in my lady's bedchamber, you have not known the touch of a man. Is that the truth?"

"Yes, my lord."

"That must have been very difficult for you. A young girl such as yourself, alone at night, sleeping on a narrow pallet in my lady's chamber, nobody to warm you. Nobody to caress the tender flesh I see before me. Many girls would have yielded to temptation and would have given themselves pleasure on those long, dark, quiet nights. Did you do that? Did your hands find their way to those ripe breasts I see before me?"

"My lord, I cannot...", the slave girl stammers, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

"You can and you will tell me the truth. Tonight will be hard for you and if you try to evade my questions again, it will become much harder."

"Yes, my lord.....I did touch my breasts in the early mornings, when I could tell my lady was asleep. I was so hungry that I dared it."

"That is better, girl, you will do well to always tell me the truth. Now, I have a task for you. Show me what you did. Show me how you gave yourself pleasure."

The slave girl catches herself before her protest is voiced. She feels her heart beating wildly with fear as she slowly lifts her arms and folds her hands over her breasts. The blood rushes in her veins and her skin feels hot. Her fingers cup her breasts and lightly massage the soft flesh. Her breath comes faster as her fingers press more strongly. I hold her gaze, then my eyes drop to her chest. I watch the slave girl's nipples swell and grow erect as she pinches and pulls them. My phallus stirs beneath my tunic. I feel it becoming longer and fatter. The girl's body begins to slowly sway. Her lips part and, without thinking, she moans in the pleasurable sensations she is giving herself. She notices that I am staring at her breasts. She sees my tongue dart out and moisten my lips. Her eyes drift closed as she becomes lost in the passion.

I raise my gaze and see that the girl has shut her eyes. I reach into the chest beside the bed and remove a leather strap. I flick it out and the strap's end stings the girl's thigh like an angry hornet. Her eyes fly open in shock, but she remembers to keep her hands on her breasts and does not cry out. A tear descends from her eye as the sharp pain in her thigh slowly begins to fade.

"I did not tell you to close your eyes. That was your first taste of what awaits you tonight. How do you feel, girl? Tell me everything!"

"My lord, my skin is burning. My hands are merely teasing my breasts. I can only be satisfied by the touch of a man. My heart is pounding. My thigh aches, but it is a sweet pain. I feel I could lose my mind as I stand here before you."

"Is that all, girl? Is that really all you feel? Spread your feet apart now. More, more, that's it. I know the scent of a woman's pussy when it becomes wet, when it is yearning to be caressed by a tongue or filled by a hard cock. I can smell that scent now. I can feel the heat from your yoni. You should have told me everything, girl. Take your right hand and move it down to your pussy. I'm glad you follow our custom of removing the hair down there. It makes it easier for me to see what you are doing. Curl your fingers under you. Now use the palm of your hand and your fingers to rub your pussy. Slowly, slowly, be gentle, I do not want you to get too excited. Keep looking at me. That's good."

The slave girl's mind is reeling. She is standing before her lord, playing with her pussy and moaning like a bitch in heat. She is soaking wet and is finding it difficult to stay on her feet.

"Very good, girl. Keep looking at me. Tell me what you feel."

"My lord, my yoni is on fire. The amrita is pouring out of me, drenching my fingers as I touch the entrance to the Jade Gate. I feel my juices starting to run down my thighs. I feel as though I am going insane. I am burning."

"Fascinating, "as though you am going insane". Really? Do this, girl. Take one finger and slide it into your yoni. Move it as far inside as you can. When that finger is completely covered in your pussy juice, draw it out and hold your hand before your face."

The slave girl groans as she reaches into her fire. Her chest heaves. Her breath catches. Her knees tremble. She coats a finger with her amrita and raises her hand.

"Now, girl, lick your finger. Clean it very carefully and pay close attention to how it tastes. You will describe it to me when you are done."

The slave girl is beyond embarrassment now. She brings her hand up, parts her lips, slowly pushes her tongue out and licks just the tip of her finger. She shudders as yet another wave of arousal runs though her. She's tasted herself many times before, learned to enjoy the complex nature of her amrita, come to love how her body reacts to eating her own juices, but she's never done this before anyone else. The slave girl almost faints, but steadies herself and continues to lick her finger until every trace of amrita is gone.

"Well, speak, girl."

"My lord, it is sweet, it is salty, it.... , it...... My lord, I am sorry, I have no words that can describe it. I am sorry."

"You cannot describe it? I think I shall have to sample it myself. Wet your finger again, girl, and present it to me. Do it now."

The slave girl slowly returns her hand to her yoni, slides a finger inside and gathers her amrita. She draws the finger out and raises her hand to my lips. I smile as I lean forward to kiss the tip of her finger. My tongue begins to seek out the amrita and the girl shudders with passion. When I am done, I lean back and the girl lets her arms fall to her sides.

"It is a very complicated flavor, girl. You told me the truth when you said you could not describe it. You did well. We must move on now. Your testing has hardly begun. Be still now."

I reach into the chest again and remove several pieces of rope. I stand, take the slave girl's shoulders and turn her sideways to the bed. Then I sit and begin to loop one rope around the girl's thigh. I make three turns around her leg and draw the rope snugly against her skin. I pass one end of the rope through a ring on the girl's cuff and then tie a tight knot, binding the girl's wrist to her leg. She can move her arm no more than the length of her smallest finger. When I am satisfied with this knot, I turn the girl so her other leg is before me and make a duplicate of my ropework. I then turn the girl to face me as I sit on the end of the bed.

"Get down on your knees, girl. It is time for me to sample the delights you can provide with your mouth."

Awkwardly, the slave girl kneels before me. She notices that I have placed a thick rug on the floor at the end of the bed for her and she is grateful for this small kindness.

"Now, listen closely, girl. I saw the teeth marks you left on the cocks of my guards last night. That sort of rough play may be all well and good when you are dealing with common soldiers, but my noble friends would not be pleased with that treatment. If I had a guest from Rome here and you marked his cock like that, he would most certainly have your pretty little head removed from your shoulders."

I pause for a moment as I stand and pull my tunic off over my head. I sit again, now naked, on the foot of the bed. My legs are spread and my phallus is rigid. It rises and falls slightly as I breath. I watch the slave girl's eyes and am very pleased to see them widen slightly when she looks at my cock. I place my hands on the girl's shoulders and bring her closer.

"You are doing well, girl. Keep your eyes on the cock that will be in your mouth soon. It is a fine thing, is it not? I enjoy hearing your voice. Tell me why you find my cock beautiful."

"My lord, your phallus looks so strong, so stiff. I will happily yield my body to the wielder of such a sword. I see the gleam of a drop of the tears of the dragon shining on the tip of your phallus. My tongue itches and I feel a hunger growing in my mouth."

"Oh, that is marvelous, girl. You are bewitching me with your words. I will miss that while your mouth is occupied with sucking my cock. It is the price I must pay, I suppose. Let us begin."

The girl inches closer as I take my phallus in my right hand. I raise its head to the level of the girl's mouth. I gently close my legs against her shoulders to hold her in place.

"Once you have learned the proper technique for sucking a cock, I shall bring in one of my mistresses and you shall learn how a noble woman wants you to give her pleasure. This is how I will want you to approach my male guests when you are beneath the banquet table. Listen carefully and do exactly as I command. My cock is almost touching your mouth now. Very, very gently, purse your lips and kiss just the tip of my cock's head. Think of how softly a butterfly lands on a flower. Do it like that. Oh, that is good. Kiss my cock again and let your lips linger, just for a moment against me. Yes, that is right. Now move your head back just a fraction and let the tip of your tongue explore my cock head. Slowly, like it is covered in honey, softly lick all around the tip. Now, kiss it again and this time, let the entire head slip into your mouth. Keep your lips soft. Hold your head steady while I move my cock slowly in and out of your mouth. Let your tongue caress my cock head while it is inside your mouth. I'm going to hold still now. I want you to begin bobbing your head up and down. Take my cock head into your mouth and then let it slip out."

My scent intoxicates the girl. Her heart is beginning to speed up again. She has always enjoyed giving oral pleasure to her lovers. She thinks I do not know how indulgent I am being by allowing her this. The slave girl is careful to keep her movements gentle.

"You are a quick study, girl. Now let my cock head rest inside your lips and softly begin to suck it. Think again of the butterfly and the flower."

The slave girl's cheeks hollow as she begins to suck. She can taste the tears of the dragon. They mix with the taste of her amrita. Her breath speeds in and out of her nostrils. Her head has begun to move up and down on my phallus.

"Raise your eyes, girl. Look at me. Do not stop what you are doing. It is most pleasant. I am starting to believe that you really do love the feel of a cock in your mouth."

Eventually, I put my hand on the back of the girl's head and take her hair in my fingers. Slowly, I pull her head back so that her mouth releases my phallus. My fire is rising now and I want to see how much the girl can tolerate. I stand and place the head of my cock against the slave girl's partially opened mouth.

"Let us see how you like this. Keep your mouth open. If you bite me now, you shall never see another sunrise. Hold still."

With both hands now gripping the girl's hair, I push my cock into her mouth. I move slowly, but with irresistible force. I only stop when the girl's lips are pressed against my crotch. I grunt with pleasure when I see her eyes still fixed on mine. I hold her gaze as I begin to pound my phallus into her mouth, moving into her throat. The girl is fighting to keep breathing. Her jaws are beginning to ache with the strain of holding her teeth well clear of my cock. Her tongue is wildly lashing my phallus as it fills her mouth. She is hoping to bring me to an orgasm. If she can take my seed now, she thinks that I may grow weary and not punish her as harshly as I had planned. I am climbing the mountain to my pleasure. With an iron will, I stop and pull my phallus from the slave girl's mouth. She whimpers, she was as lost in passion as I was. She knows now that I plan to pace himself, to take my time as I explore the possibilities of her body.

"That was remarkable, girl. You do have a talented mouth. There will be nobles all over the country singing your praises after you practice your skills on their cocks. I almost lost control like a boy plowing his first wench. I'll have to be very careful with you. It is time to move on to other challenges now. Here, get up on your feet again."

The slave girl is unsteady for a moment. I hold her shoulder with one hand and pinch her right nipple with the other.

"I need you to pay attention to me now. Can you hear me?"

The slave girl shakes her head and then nods in response.

"Step here to the edge of the bed and bend over. Let your shoulders fall to the bed. More your feet a little farther apart. That is good. Now be still while I prepare you for the next part of your test."

I take a small jar from the chest and remove its lid. It contains oil pressed from olives grown on my farm outside Pisa. I dip a finger into the jar and step to the girl's side. With my left hand, I gently spread the girl's ass cheeks. The soft light from a wall sconce reveals the girl's tiny, clinched anus. I laugh when I see the muscle quiver.

"Girl, surely you did not think that I would content myself with your mouth and pussy and leave your ass untouched? My lady has never allowed me into her bottom and I must take my pleasure where I may find it. Will it make you feel better to know that you will be neither the first nor the last slave in this house that I have buggered? I will not simply plunge my cock into your ass and rape you. That would be very uncomfortable for you and your ass will feel better around my cock if you are enjoying yourself. You need to get accustomed to having something pushed into your ass and left for a while. First, I'll use my finger and get everything nice and slick. I am barely touching your ass now. I can feel it trembling. I will slowly rub my finger across your ass for a moment. Back and forth, back and forth, letting the movements become smaller and smaller until the tip of my finger is resting right against your anus. Now I will slide my finger just into your ass, and bring it right back out. Now that did not hurt at all, did it? Of course not. I will just keep sliding one finger in and out until you start to relax that pretty little ass of yours. Keep breathing, girl. If you faint, I will just call in two of my guards to revive you and we shall begin all over again."

The slave girl is trying to focus, trying to ignore the heat building in her yoni again. My finger is massaging the ring of her anus, sending waves of sensation through her body. Her breath is rapid and shallow. She is panting like a hound that has chased down a gazelle. The girl wants to keep silent, but she moans when I remove my finger and then slowly push two oily fingers together into her ass. I spread my fingers deep inside her, twisting and bending them. Every muscle in the girl's body is taut, is trembling. I laugh when her back arches like a drawn bow as she twists and turns under my grip.

"I think you are ready for the next step, girl. Relax, this plug is going up your ass and it will stay there until I decide to remove it."

I pull my fingers out. The girl then feels a smooth, rounded object being pushed through the ring of her muscles. The plug is ivory. It is finely polished and has been rubbed with oil to make it slick. The small head widens into the plug's body and the girl's ass is forced open as the relentless pressure continues. Just as she is about to scream, the plug suddenly narrows and her anal muscles clamp down on the plug's small neck. The girl can feel its rigid length in her ass. It feels very foreign. Nothing like this has ever before been pushed up through her ass. I tap the plug's protruding base with a finger and the girl's body shakes at the strange sensations.


In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 01



"Let us get you standing up again."

My hands grip the slave girl's shoulders and bring her upright. With one motion, I quickly pick her up and drop her, on her back, in the middle of the bed. The girl knows to be quiet, but can not stop a gasp as she falls onto the soft blanket. She remains still while I turn and pick up a bar. It is the length of my arms' span and there is a ring fixed at each end. I drop the bar onto the bed at the girl's feet. I take a rope and fasten the girl's left ankle cuff to one end of the bar. I have to spread her legs widely to attach the right ankle cuff to the other end. I stand a moment to survey my slave, hands bound to her thighs, legs splayed and bound to the bar. Her eyes are shining with passion. Her nipples are thick and erect. I can still smell the scent of her amrita, flowing again from her yoni.

"Girl, prepare yourself for your test. I am going to fetch my instruments and we will be getting on in a moment."

I leave the room. All is silent. As she waits for my return, the slave girl clenches and releases the muscles of her ass, feeling the presence of the plug and exploring the new sensations of being penetrated there.

I come into the room bearing scourges. The slave girl shivers as my voice begins to enchant her.

"You are going to be whipped now. You cannot move. You cannot evade the stroke of my lash. Your entire body is mine to do with as I will. Your legs, your yoni, your belly, your beautiful breasts, they will all be warmed and stung by the cats I hold. It will be cruel. I almost weep when I think how it's going to feel to you. You must be silent. If you cry out, it will be worse for you.

"Close your eyes, girl. Keep them closed. I want you to concentrate on how the scourge feels as I slowly drag its tails up your legs, over your yoni, over your belly and up across your breasts. Over and over, up and down, the cool leather taking the heat of your body, becoming warm, caressing your skin. In a moment, the scourge will feel like tongues of fire against you, but for now, it is gently sliding along, around and around your breasts, over your nipples.

"Hold very still now. I am going to take one tail of the cat and circle it all around this nipple. Then I will draw my hand back and ......... there, one sharp blow with a single tail, right on the peak of your breast!

"You did very well, girl. You were almost completely silent. I did notice that you failed to keep your eyes closed. I shall have to be hard on you now. Close your eyes again. Let us get on with it."

I take a light scourge with soft tails in my hand. I begin to lightly whip the girl's thighs, alternating blows that land left and right, left and right. I watch as the blood rises to tint her fair skin. I start to increase the speed of my strokes and the girl's breath comes faster to match. I step to the side and delivers a single blow directly onto the girl's exposed yoni. The scourge's tails sting the tender flesh and she gasps, becomes rigid. I move again and return to warming the slave girl's thighs. I am lashing her in a smooth regular rhythm. At random intervals, I move to inflict a blow to her yoni. I am pleased that she continues to keep her eyes closed. The slave girl is fighting to stay silent. She takes her lower lip between her teeth and begins to bite it.

"Stop that, " I command as I drop the scourge, "I cannot have you damaging your pretty face. I shall gag you. Then you will have something to chew on. Your lips felt so perfect around my cock that I have to protect them."

I reach into the chest and take out a gag. The strap is soft leather and the mouthpiece is made of wood. It was carved to match the head of my phallus. I kneel on the bed by the girl's head. I touch her lips to have her open her mouth and then slowly slide the wooden cock into her mouth. I tie the strap behind her head and then stand to resume the whipping.

"Girl, I want you to open your eyes now. It will give me pleasure to see how you react to the rest of your test."

I take up the light scourge again. This time I start by flogging the girl's taut stomach. The blows are again light and rythmic. I slowly move upward until the tails of the scourge are landing on the girl's breasts. I watch as her nipples bounce and quiver as they are caressed by the leather thongs. I watch her nostrils flare as she begins to be taken by the pain, by the sensations created by the lashes. Without warning, I turn and land another single, hard blow on her yoni. She screams behind the gag. Only a low moan reaches my ears. While I have been working on the girl's breasts, my phallus has grown rigid. I am feeling my own hunger now. I drop the scourge and step to the foot of the bed.

"I greatly enjoyed the sample of your pussy that I tasted earlier. I think it is time for a deeper drink from that well."

I kneel on the bed between the girl's legs, reach up with my hands to spread her even farther and press my mouth against her yoni. I lick and suck and nibble as the slave girl writhes in her bonds. I drink her amrita as if I were perishing of thirst. I slide two fingers into her pussy and move them in and out to match the motions of my tongue. Even though I am taking my own pleasure, I am closely following the girl's reactions.

Just when I sense that she is about to climax, I suddenly stand, pick up a heavier scourge and begin to whip the girl's entire body. My blows fall randomly on her legs, breasts, yoni, stomach. There is no rhythm, no pattern. Every nerve in the slave girl's body was awakened by my tongue and lips. Now she feels the stinging blows of the scourge tormenting every inch of her body. Tears spring to her eyes and trickle down her face. I am being careful not to cut the slave girl's skin. I want her to remain beautiful, but within that I am striking her as hard as I dare. My consciousness is sinking down into my body, sinking into my phallus.

"I believe that you have been warmed enough now. It is time your pretty little pussy got properly fucked."

I climb onto the bed and lie at my full length atop the sweating, panting, straining girl. My cock, stiff like a horn, presses against the girl's yoni. I reach down and move the head of my cock to her pussy's wet mouth. With a single powerful thrust, my phallus invades the girl. Her eyes are staring. Her head is shaking from side to side, until my hands grasp it and hold her still. I pause for a moment and then begin to hammer my cock into her. I bend my head and take one of the slave girl's breasts into my mouth. I suck and bite her nipple as my cock plows into the heat of her yoni. I fuck her slowly, quickly, gently, roughly. I am exploring all the sensations I can find within the slave girl's pussy.

The slave girl and I are both approaching orgasm when I suddenly withdraw, stand and pick up the girl. I twist her and drop her back to the bed, this time resting on her stomach. I place a cushion under her hips to elevate her ass and pick up the heavy scourge again. I stand at the end of the bed and begin to lash her ass cheeks. Right and left, right and left, each blow draws a muffled cry from the girl. When her body is again sweating, I drop the scourge and kneel on the bed beside her.

"You have had time to get your ass accustomed to the small plug. I will give you something larger to enjoy now. Relax while I draw this one out. Be still now."

The slave girl moans into the wooden cock filling her mouth as my fingers pull the small plug out through her anus. She only has a moment to relax until I begin to thrust a larger ivory plug into her. The top of the plug is shaped like a cock's head and the girl's ass stretches to allow its penetration. The girl surrenders to this new violation and relaxes while the oily plug fills her ass.

"I shall take a moment to rest myself now. When I return, I will give you some water and your test will resume. Enjoy your idleness while you can."

I blindfold the girl and walk from the room. The slave girl lies in silence on the bed. She is tired, but feels very aroused. The girl twists her shoulders and her nipples rub against the soft blanket beneath her. Her fingers grip her thighs. Her yoni is on fire and yearning to be touched. Her ass is filled by the rigid plug. I have driven her near to her climax twice tonight and have stopped just short of giving her the release she wants. The slave girl feels the lash marks all over her skin and each spot of pain is a bright light to her. She needs me to allow her to orgasm. She is past the point of caring how I do that.

Eventually, I return. My bare feet make no sound on the polished floor. Silently, I pick up the scourge and stand watching as the slave girl writhes on the bed, trying to find her release in pleasure. Without warning, I swing the scourge and bring its tails down on the center of the girl's ass. The tips of the scourge's thongs curl around and sting the tender flesh of her yoni. She screams into her gag. I smile and use the handle of the scourge to tap the base of the plug lodged in the girl's ass.

"I wanted to be sure you had not gone to sleep, girl. I am going to remove your gag and let you have a drink. Be silent now."

I untie the gag's straps and gently pull the wooden cock from the girl's mouth. I see the indentations her teeth have left on its smooth surface and I am amused. I turn the girl's head to the side and place a small reed between her lips. I hold a cup of water at the reed's other end and let her take a sip. Careful to not let her drink too quickly, I let her sip several times before I set the cup and reed aside. I rest one hand on the girl's ass and grip her.

"That's enough rest. I shall leave your mouth free for now. You must keep silent. Do not bite yourself. This is part of your test."

I take up the light scourge again and lash the girl's back and shoulders. The blows are rhythmic and they start to increase the girl's arousal. My phallus becomes erect as I listen to the slave girl's deep moans and see her muscles drawing tight across her back. I step to the end of the bed and kneel between the girl's legs. Guiding myself with one hand, I push my cock into her hot pussy and fall onto the girl's back. My hands reach under her and grip her breasts as I rut her like a bull. With each thrust, I feel myself pushing against the base of the plug in the girl's ass. I notice the girl's lips moving.

I whisper into her ear, "What are you saying, girl? Tell me, keep your voice low, but tell me."

"Gods above help me. Do not stop, Do not stop. Do not stop. You must finish me with your cock or I shall die. Let me release the pleasure I am feeling or I shall die. Do not stop, please do not stop. Keep pounding your cock into me. Please, please, please do not stop."

"That is very good, girl. I do not think you will die tonight. I am going to keep fucking you, but I shall make a small change now."

I sit upright. My cock remains buried in the slave girl's pussy as I thrust and strain. I grasp the end of the ivory plug in her ass and, twisting as I go, pull it out. I drop the plug beside the bed and dip two fingers into the jar of oil. I pull my rigid phallus from the girl and quickly oil myself. I place the head of my cock at her anus.

"Relax now, girl. This will be better for you if you do not try to fight me."

Her ass muscles have been stretched by the two plugs I have used. My slick cock head moves into the girl's anus when I flex my hips. I smile when I hear her sharply inhale. Every muscle in the girl's body tenses for a second and then I see her start to relax.

"Very good. I shall take my time here and make this as easy for you as possible. Your ass is very tight."

I start to thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw. Each time my cock moves farther into the girl's ass. Finally I feel the girl's cheeks against my crotch and fall forward as I bury my phallus. One of my hands goes under the girl and grips her breast, my other hand goes lower and finds her yoni. I slide one finger into her wet fire and begin to stroke in and out. My hand in her pussy matches the rhythm of my cock in her ass. The slave girl is babbling in some foreign tongue. She is moaning. She is dissolving into the sensations I am creating inside her. Suddenly, her body spasms as she finds her release. She thrashes like a hooked fish. The muscles in her yoni and anus flutter and contract as she plunges and bucks under my weight.

I feel the powerful movements of the girl and let that massage take me into my orgasm. I press my cock as deeply into the girl as I can and grunt like a boar as I spray my seed into her ass. The girl feels herself being filled and it drives her into another climax. She shakes and quivers as I collapse onto her back. There is no sound in my bedchamber except our gasping breaths....



In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 02



Behind my house is the building where I take care of my business and where I play. Its thick stone walls are well shaded by the broad roof. This helps keep the interior cool. The thick walls also make it almost sound proof. 

There are two rooms. In one, there are tables, chairs and couches. This is where I meet each morning with the men who oversee the operations of my warehouses, ships and farms. They bring me scrolls showing their transactions, expenses, profits and losses. Until the mid-day meal, we talk about future projects and discuss ways to improve profits. 

After we eat, I dismiss my managers and the other room is used. It is fitted out as a chamber for punishment and pleasure. There are iron rings set into the walls, floor and ceiling so that slaves can be displayed in various poses for scourging. A whipping post stands in the center of the room. The flogging horse I brought from Rome is probably the most often used piece of furniture in the chamber. A slave can be secured to the horse so that her back and ass can be freely whipped. The slave is held at just the correct height for me to be able to easily fuck either end. 

My slave master conducts the regular punishment of slaves in the open air of the rear courtyard. I use my punishment chamber to keep myself in practice and to entertain guests that enjoy taking their pleasure with slaves.

The slave girl I fucked in my bed chamber two nights ago has been assigned to work in my house's bath. When I was bathing this morning, I told her to come to my work room after she has seen the kitchen slaves removing the remains of my meal.

I look up from my couch to see her standing in the doorway.

"Come in, girl. Sit here on the floor."

The naked girl walks in with her eyes cast down. She settles on her knees before me.

"Until I tell you differently, you will come to this room each day at this time. There is a great deal you need to learn before I allow you to entertain my guests at banquets. Do you remember what I told you your duty will be? You have my permission to speak whenever I ask you a question."

"Thank you, my lord. You told me that I would be under the table and that I would be sucking the cocks of your gentleman guests and licking the pussies of your lady guests."

"That is exactly right, girl. After the banquets are over, you will come back to this building and you will be available for the further amusement of my friends. I shall need something to call you besides 'girl'. You remind me of the small insect that makes honey. What is the name of that bug in your language?"

"My lord, I have heard the tiny flier called apis and fengl and bee."

"I like the last one. You are now the little Bee. Come with me into my play room. You will experience much this afternoon, Bee."

Bee walks behind me into the other chamber. I hear her gasp when she sees the shackles and whips hanging on the walls. 

"Don't be afraid, little Bee. You are too valuable to seriously damage. The pain you experience in this room will become your pleasure. 

"Bend over that stool. Now reach back and spread your ass. I am going to give you the small plug again. You are going to have your ass filled every day for a while. Gradually, you will become accustomed to having your ass penetrated and we will not have to start with this small plug each time. Hold still now."

I oil my index finger and work it into the girl's anus. She remembers to keep breathing and relaxes the ring of her muscles. When I feel her go slack, I withdraw my finger and slide the plug into her. She inhales sharply one time and then goes back to breathing normally. Bee is a quick learner.

While she is still bent over, I cast my tunic aside and move in front of her. I lift her chin and command her to lick as I hold my rigid phallus to her lips. Bee's tongue is soft and warm. She teases my cock's head gently. 

Eventually, I pull away. I have her stand and move to a pair of leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling on ropes. I fasten the cuffs about her wrists and then pull the ropes until her arms are taut and widely separated. I tie the ropes off and then bind her ankles with two ropes. Using rings set in the floor, I spread her legs. She is stretched to the point that she hardly able to move at all. 

"Bee, you are well displayed there. Every part of your body is available. I can whip or tickle any portion of you that takes my fancy. I believe that I shall use a switch on your pretty bottom. You do not have to worry about being quiet. No one will be able to hear you. Let us get started."

I take a switch from a jar of water and stand beside the bound slave girl. I lash the switch through the air behind Bee's head so she can hear the sound it makes. Within the limits of her ropes, she does her best to jump. I move into position and give her a hard stroke across her ass. She rewards me with a yelp and a nice red streak on her cheeks. Slowly I give her forty more strokes. Her bottom is glowing when I put the switch back into the jar and step close behind her.

My arms encircle the girl and my hands cup her breasts. Her nipples are erect. I squeeze them between my fingers as Bee moans and writhes. My phallus is nestled between her ass cheeks. I can feel the heat from the switching. Her small movements massage my cock. It is very enjoyable. Soon, I drop one hand to her pussy and slide a finger into her wetness. I add a second finger and move them in and out. Bee's breathing becomes shallow and rapid as she is nearing her climax. I decide to play a game with her and withdraw my hands from her body.

I step before her and cup one hand under her yoni. I hold my hand very still. 

"Look at me, Bee. Nod your head if you enjoy the feel of my hand against your pussy."

The girl pauses for a moment to focus and then nods her head.

"I am going to hold my hand steady now. I want you to press yourself against my hand. I do not know if you are going to be able to move enough to allow yourself to climax. We shall see. Begin now."

I adjust my hand so that the tip of my middle finger is resting against the center of her yoni. She starts to flex her hips back and forth and from side to side. As she rubs herself on my hand, I can smell the amrita flowing from her. I watch her face as her nostrils flare and her eyes close. As her movements become quicker and quicker, I suddenly pull my hand away. Her eyes fly open and she makes small begging sounds. After a moment, I return my hand to her pussy and allow her to resume her humping. 

This time I let her take herself into her climax. Her body vibrates as she finds her release. As the spasms end, she seems to faint and hangs limply from the cuffs. I untie her legs and then slowly lower her arms. She slumps to the floor and curls into a ball. I place a cup of water by her head and allow her to rest.

While Bee is coming back to herself, I step to the chamber's outer door and send a slave to fetch one of the off-duty guards. When he arrives, we go back inside to find the girl sitting up and drinking her water. 

"We will do something new now, Bee. Get up and go stand behind the flogging horse."

At first, she is not sure which piece of furniture I mean. Then, she follows my gesture and steps up to the horse. 

"Guard, bind the girl . Make sure her arms and legs are secure. Then tighten the strap across her lower back. We do not want her to get away from us."

The guard helps the naked girl into position and ties her tightly. 

"Very good. Guard, remove your breechcloth and stand in front of the girl. You are going to get a treat. Bee, you are going to suck this man's cock. While you are doing that, I shall be flogging you. You must not bite him. Dire punishment awaits you if you do that. Guard, begin."

The guard takes his phallus in his hand and strokes it until it begins to grow hard. Then he moves up and directs his cock's head into the girl's waiting mouth. I watch as Bee's head starts to bob up and down. I see her tongue dart out to caress the underside of the cock that is now fucking in and out of her lips. The guard has a broad smile on his face as he thrusts his hips forward and back. He is wanting this to last for a long time.

"Careful now, Bee. Remember your manners."

I move behind the girl and pick up a leather scourge. With light strokes, I start flogging Bee's ass. As I work, I hear her moaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She does like to have a cock in her mouth. My own phallus grows stiff and I decide to see how this girl likes being fucked from both ends at once. I drop the scourge and step in close. I guide my cock to her dripping pussy and slowly push it into her.

Bee's back suddenly arches when she realizes what is happening. She can't move enough to avoid me. For just a instant, her head stops moving. Then she relaxes and goes back to sucking the guard's cock. When my groin touches her ass, I can feel the warmth from the scourging. Bee's pussy is hot and wet. I feel her muscles gripping my cock as I start to penetrate her with long strokes. As the guard and I continue to fuck the girl, I notice that his movements are become quicker and quicker. He is approaching his release.

"Girl, you are about to have your mouth filled with the guard's seed. I want to to swallow every drop. Drain him entirely."

Just as I speak, the guard grabs Bee's head and jams his entire cock into her mouth. His whole body trembles as he reaches his climax. He tries to pull away because his cock is so sensitive now, but Bee holds him in place with her mouth while she sucks as hard as she can. For a moment, he is her captive.

"That's enough now, girl. Let him go! I don't want you to injure my loyal guard." 

Her lips make a popping sound as the man finally manages to pull his cock free. I keep slowly fucking Bee as the guard replaces his clothing and leaves the chamber. Eventually, I pull away out of the girl's pussy. I pick up a leather strap and move in front of her.

"Open wide, girl. I am going to give your mouth some more work while I exercise my arm."

She takes my phallus into her mouth and her tongue begins to tease me. Once she gets into her rhythm, I raise the strap and bring it's end down onto her ass. Her body goes tense for a moment and then relaxes. Bee knows to keep pleasuring my cock while I play. Each time the strap kisses her, a small red spot blooms on her fair skin. Once I have covered what I can see of her backside with scarlet, I stand still and concentrate on the sensations she is producing in my cock. 

"Bee, if you can manage to take my seed before I can count to twenty, your lessons will be through for this day."

As I start to count, the girl's efforts become frenzied. Her tongue is tickling the head of my phallus and her lips are sealed tightly to my shaft. By the time I reach twelve, my hips begin to thrust into Bee's mouth. Before I can say 'seventeen', I feel myself spurting. I hear the girl swallowing and gulping as she drinks me. It is as if she is taking my entire life out through my cock and down her throat. 

Close to exhaustion, I step back and free myself. On unsteady legs, I untie her, remove the plug from her ass and tell her to go back to the bath chamber. I am done with her for the rest of the day. After she leaves, I sink onto a couch and fall asleep.



In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 03



Reading scrolls

As the servants leave bearing away the empty plates after my noon meal, I see Bee standing by the door. I call her in and we walk into the punishment chamber.

"Bee, how many days have you been coming to this room?"

"My lord, today is the eighth day."

"What is the first thing we have done each of those days?"

"My lord, you direct me to bend across that stool. Then you oil your finger and work it into my anus. When you feel that I am ready, you place an ivory plug in my ass."

"Very good, Bee. We are going to do something different today. You are going to plug yourself. I never get to watch your face while I am tending to your ass. It will be an enjoyable change for me. 

"You will find the jar of olive oil and the plug there on the floor. Lay down over the stool. Get a good coating of oil on your finger. Now, take a deep breath and keep breathing. At first, barely touch the tip of your finger to your anus. Let it linger there a moment and then slide it just inside. Take your time. Relax. When you feel ready, slide it deeper and then withdraw it slowly. Oh, Bee, you could not imagine how your face moves around while you are playing with your ass. Your eyebrows are going up and down. Your pretty little mouth gets all twisted to the side. Keep breathing. Slow down. Let your anus relax as your finger goes in and out."

The slave girl continues to massage her own ass as I watch. Soon, I direct her to use two fingers. I can see beads of sweat starting to form on her brow as she works. She is breathing slowly and deeply. I can hear a faint moan as she drops her head. 

"I believe you are ready for the plug now. Be gentle with yourself, Bee."

Her hand is trembling as she picks up the plug and dips it into the oil. I command her to look at me while she penetrates herself. Her eyes are bright with passion as she thrusts the plug part way into her ass and then withdraws it. After she has done that several times, I tell her to finish her job. She takes a deep breath and pushes the plug in until her anus tightens on the plug's narrow neck. 

"That was a most interesting display, Bee. 

"I am afraid I have set myself a boring task for today, but you are going to entertain me while I work. Come over here to the couch. The scrolls on this table are the texts of some speeches that were given in the senate recently. My friends in Rome have told me I should read them, but I find that very tedious. 

"Kneel down here on the floor while I remove my tunic and settle on the couch. I shall tell you what I want you to do. While I read, you are going to use your talented mouth and soft hands to pleasure my cock. I shall position my leg here so you can easily play with my testicles. I should not have to tell you to be gentle now. Your job is to keep my phallus hard without taking me into a climax. I heard the bell of the water clock just a moment ago. If you manage to keep my cock happy until that bell rings again, I shall be very pleased with you. Set that cup of water on the floor, you may need to take a sip now and then. Are you ready, little Bee? Let us begin."

The naked girl leans forward and softly kisses the head of my cock as I pick up the first scroll and start to read. The fingers of her right hand encircle my phallus and she milks me as my cock grows fatter and harder. Soon, her tongue darts out to lick all around my cock. She has sucked me often enough that she knows exactly what I like. As I try to concentrate on the written words, I feel her lightly caressing my scrotum. Her head moves closer as she draws me into her mouth. Bee's lips slide all the way down my cock. She slowly pulls back until only my cock's head is inside her mouth. Her tongue is doing a dance as her hand continues to stroke my phallus. I have to think only of the scroll now. It would be very pleasant to simply take her hair in my hand and fuck her mouth until I climaxed. That is not what I have planned. 

As I set the first scroll aside, I see Bee lean back for a moment and take a drink of water. I pick up another scroll as I feel her warm mouth capture my cock again. I lose track of time as the words swim on the page. She is keeping me right on a knife's edge of stimulation. Any more sensation and I would be filling her mouth with my seed. Eventually, from across the chamber, I hear the tiny bell of the water clock.

"Bee, the time is up. You were marvelous. I have never known a more skillful cock sucker. I shall give you two rewards. Your first reward is bringing me to a climax. After that, I will give you the second reward."

Bee takes one finger and touches a point just behind my scrotum. As she applies pressure, she begins to bob her head up and down, each time swallowing my entire cock to its root and then tickling my cock head with her lips as she pulls back. Very soon, I put one hand on the back of her head, push my cock into her throat and spray my seed into her. She gulps loudly once. And then again. My hand releases her as she lets my phallus slip from her mouth. As she moves back, she plants a tender kiss on my cock's head. I fall back flat onto the couch and let myself start breathing normally again. Soon, I sit up.

"Very good, Bee. How do you feel? Are you ready for your next reward?"

"My lord, I thank you for the gift of your seed. I adore and worship your phallus. I am ready for whatever you have in mind for me."

"Little Bee, I hope you are ready. Stand up now. Sit down on the edge of that table. Push those scrolls away. I will not be giving them any more attention for a while. Now, lay back. That is good. Take your hands and hold your knees up in the air. Keep them wide apart. I have been smelling the wonderful scent of your pussy since you started sucking my cock. Now I am thirsty and want to drink you down. Stay still now."

I hear the girl gasp as I lean in and use the tip of my tongue to lick up and down her yoni. I explore the top edge of her pussy and find the tiny button that is the seat of her pleasure. While tickling that nub with my tongue, I penetrate her with a finger. Her pussy is soaking wet. I dip down and push my tongue as far into her as I can reach. Bee's back arches and her legs tremble. 

"Do not get too excited so quickly, girl. I have much to do here. This is very pleasant and I plan to take my time."

I play the girl like a flute, taking her to the point of climax and then backing off several times. Finally, I plunge ahead to finish her. She becomes so overwrought that she wraps her thighs around my head and crushes my face into her pussy. She screams as I take her over the edge. Soon, her legs relax and cradle my head as I gently lick her. Suddenly, she realizes that she got out of position. Her hands seize her legs and quickly pull them back up.

"Bee, do not worry about that. I wanted you to enjoy yourself. You did that in abundance. It would be wicked to punish you for forgetting your manners at such a time. Hand me that cup of wine. Now just rest there a moment until you come back into yourself. When you think you can walk, remove the plug from your ass and go back to the house. Your lessons are over for the day."

The naked girl bows deeply to me before she turns to leave. I watch her ass as she walks away. Then, with a sigh, I pick up another scroll and start to read.

The whipping post

The next day, as I am finishing my noontime cup of wine I see Bee standing outside the door to my work chamber. I call the naked girl in. She sits at the foot of my couch and waits with her eyes directed to the floor. She will learn some new sensations before this day is done.

"Come with me into the punishment room, Bee. Stand by the whipping post. Face it. Now wrap your arms around it as if it were your lover. Hold still while I tie your arms in place."

The post is smooth wood. It is thicker than a large man's body. Bee's arms cannot reach all the way around it. I take a rope and bind her wrists. The rope is looped over a hook set in the post so that she will not be able to slide her arms downward. 

"Now spread your thighs and grip the post with your knees. Imagine you are riding a giant's cock, little Bee."

I fasten a cord to each leg and draw them tightly around the post. The girl is in an awkward position. It will start to get uncomfortable before long. I tuck her hair in front of her shoulder. Her naked back and ass are on display now. 

For a moment, I consider which implement to use on her. I select a braided whip. It is about twice the length of my arm. The whip is well oiled and flexible. It ends in a sharply pointed lash. I move directly behind the girl. With no warning, I swing the whip forward and crack it in the air just beside Bee's ear. She screams and lunges against her bindings. It appears that she is doing her best to tear the whipping post out of the floor. 

"Bee, you must be perfectly still now. The difference between having the whip kiss you and having it flay you is a matter of the thickness of your little finger. If you jump again, I could make a mistake and damage that beautiful skin of yours. Your ass is entirely too fine to be marked with scars. I am going to trust you to obey me now. Can you do that, Bee?"

"My lord, I beg you, choose another tool. I can take the flogger or the cane or the strap. I am afraid that I will be weak and move at the wrong time. I have watched slaves being whipped to death. Please do not do this."

"This is going to be a trial for you, Bee. I want you to close your eyes now. Keep breathing. Do not let yourself move. I value your skin very highly. I will take good care of it. Stand fast now."

The sweating girl takes a deep breath and hugs the post tightly. I crack the whip again in the air beside her head. This time she is immobile. 

"You learn quickly, girl. This will be over before you know it."

I stand back and swing the whip again. This time, the lash lightly stings the girl's ass cheek. She cries out. The muscles in her leg tremble, but she stands still. I move around and strike the girl's shoulders, back and ass. Sweat is streaming down her body. I continue until I have counted 40 strokes. 

"Oh, that was wonderful, little Bee. I am done with the whip for now. Here, I will let you down for a moment to rest yourself. Go fetch some water for us. We still have much to do today."

The girl has to sit on the floor for a moment before she can get her legs under her and make them work properly. 

After we have both had a drink, I tell her to stand with her back to the post. I tie her arms and legs so that she is fixed in place. Her feet are widely spread. I blindfold Bee. I am starting to feel warm, so I remove my tunic. The sight of the naked girl bound to the post is very attractive. For a moment, I stand and slowly stroke my phallus as I enjoy the view. 

I pick up an iron dagger with my right hand and step in close to the girl. With the fingertips of my left hand, I start to explore the contours of Bee's body. I stroke her breasts, pinch her nipples, caress her flanks, dip a finger into her pussy. After the girl begins to moan, I hold the cold blade of the dagger flat against her chest between her breasts. She gasps and goes rigid.

"I am going to see how you like the play of the knife, little Bee. Do keep breathing, but do not move."

I take the dagger's point and trace a pattern of lines all around Bee's torso. I never press hard enough to break her skin, but she feels the blade scraping against her. A faint red line of irritated skin marks the passage of the dagger. She starts to gasp for breath. I pause for a moment. Bee relaxes. I resume the dagger's trip all around her. I move down across her belly and down the outside of one leg. The blade comes back up the inside of Bee's leg and grazes her yoni as it continues its journey. Up and down and all around. Sweat is again pouring from the girl. I watch her closely to make sure she does not faint. 

Eventually, I am satisfied and set the dagger aside. I take some olive oil in my hands and gently massage it into Bee's skin. As she relaxes, my hands seek out her breasts and pussy. Soon, she is trembling with passion and my phallus is rigid. I bend my knees and place my cock's head at the mouth of her pussy. When I straighten my legs, I penetrate her yoni. The ropes binding her to the post keep her from moving at all. I fuck her hard. I hold her head between my hands and kiss her. I push my tongue into her mouth and it mirrors the thrusts of my phallus into her pussy. I can feel her hard nipples crushed against my chest as I lean into her. I am impatient and decide to finish quickly. 

I fuck her faster and faster. Suddenly, my body tenses and I shoot my seed into her. She is trying to move against me, trying to hold my cock in her pussy as I slowly go soft. Poor Bee looks so sad when I slip out of her that I raise my hand and start to tickle her yoni. She quivers and strains until my hand is covered by her amrita. Bee climaxes with a soft cry and sags in her bonds. 

Carefully, I untie her and let her curl up on the floor. I give her a gentle pat on her bottom.

"Bee, you have pleased me greatly today. When you are able, go back to the house. Take a long bath and tell my body slaves to give you a massage. Your work is done for this day." 



In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 04



Bee has been coming to my private play room for twenty days now. She has had her ass plugged each of those days. Now she can accept the larger plug in her anus with a minimum of preparation. I do not fuck her ass every time we play. I do not want her to get too accustomed to it.

I do make sure that Bee takes the seed from at least one cock into her mouth every day. My guards compete among themselves to be the one called to my punishment room when I want to give Bee a new phallus to enjoy. She appears to be thriving on this. Her skin is soft and sleek. Bee's hair is growing longer and glows like a new gold coin.

One of my friends from Rome, Marc, is here in Alexandria for a few days. I invited him to visit me today and sample the pleasures Bee can provide. Marc and I are reclining on couches beside a table laden with food and wine. He has brought a slave girl with him. She sits on the floor close to him and is feeding him grapes. She is naked.

I notice Bee's shadow by the door and call her in. She glances around the room and then walks to stand at the foot of the table, her eyes cast down, her hands by her sides. Her fair skin shines in the light.

"Bee, this is Marc and his slave girl, Astra. They are going to be playing with us today. I have been telling Marc what a wonderful cock sucker you were. Go and practice your art on him. Do it now."

Marc stands to remove his tunic. Then he rests on his left side close to the front of his couch. He bends his right leg up and rests his foot on the couch to give Bee free access to his testicles. The naked girl kneels and reaches forward with her right hand to hold his phallus. Her left hand moves to stroke Marc's scrotum as she begins a gentle milking motion on his cock. He gives a deep sigh as his phallus starts to swell. Bee leans in to kiss his cock's head. Her lips capture his thick cock and her cheeks hollow as she begins to suck.

I sit up, remove my tunic and motion for Astra to come to me. She kneels between my legs, bends down and starts kissing all around my groin. When she reaches my testicles, her tongue comes out and she licks her way up to the head of my cock. Astra takes all of my phallus inside her mouth. She rests her hands on my thighs as her head bobs up and down.

Soon, I notice that Marc appears to be growing close to a climax.

"Allow her to finish you off, Marc. Bee can do remarkable things with her throat muscles when you get your cock all the way down in there."

He nods and puts his hand at the back of Bee's head. Marc holds Bee by her hair and pounds his phallus into her mouth. I can hear her straining for breath as his cock's head enters her throat. Marc's hips start to jerk. He is shooting his seed into the girl's mouth. Bee swallows loudly and then remains still while he slowly thrusts his cock between her lips. Eventually, he turns onto his back. The motion pulls his cock away from Bee. She gives it a last lick and then sits back on the floor.

All this time, Astra has been sucking me gently. I decide to save myself for later and tell her to stop. Marc and I go into the punishment chamber. The two naked girls follow us.

"Bee, go get the olive oil and the larger ivory plug. You are going to fill your own ass while our guests watch."

The girl's face flushes red as she bends over a stool and inserts an oily finger in her anus. I do believe that Bee is shy about playing with her ass in front of company. She massages the ring of her muscles. Marc stands behind her to watch the process. Astra squats on the floor in front of Bee. She raises one hand and caresses Bee's face. I command Bee to insert a second finger. As the two fingers slide into her ass, Bee takes a deep breath and holds it for a moment.

Astra leans in and kisses the straining girl. Bee's eyes fly open in surprise, but she continues to work her fingers in and out of her ass. Astra takes another kiss. This time their lips remain together. Astra lifts her left hand and reaches under Bee to cup her breast. Their lips open. Two soft tongues start to wrestle.

"That is very interesting, Bee. Do not forget what you are doing there."

Bee breaks the kiss long enough to pick up the ivory plug and dip it into the oil. Bee slides the large plug up through her anus. When her muscles close around the plug's neck, she takes several deep breaths to calm herself. The girls return to their kiss. I see Astra's fingers pinching Bee's nipple. The spicy scent of their amrita is in the air now. It is time to get along with the afternoon's entertainment.

"Bee, stand up now. I want you to go over to the cuffs hanging from the ceiling."

She knows the procedure. Her wrists are bound with soft leather cuffs. Her arms are then stretched up and spread apart. Ropes draw her legs open. Bee is displayed in an "X". I blindfold her.

"Marc, the poor girl looks chilly standing there. Let us warm her up."

I hand Marc a flogger made from a horse's tail. The hair is as long as my arm. I take up a light leather scourge. Marc moves behind Bee. I stand so I can whip the front of her body. Marc starts lashing Bee's ass. His first blows are relatively light, slowly he makes his strokes harder and harder. Bee cries out at each blow. Her body shakes and jerks. I watch Marc's rhythm for a while and then time my first stroke to land on Bee's breasts an instant after he strikes her ass. She screams in a most amusing manner. Marc moves to strike Bee's shoulders, her thighs, her bottom. My flogger is landing on her breasts, her stomach, her pussy. We continue until Bee's skin is shining with sweat.

"I believe she is very warm now. Marc, would you have Astra join our play?"

He nods. Astra walks in front of Bee and bends her head down to capture one of Bee's nipples with her mouth. After they've been flogged, Bee's nipples are always very sensitive. The girl gasps when she feels the gentle touch. At first, she tries to pull away, but Astra's arms hold her still. Soon Bee is moaning with pleasure as Astra's lips and tongue dance on her breasts.

I move behind the spread girl and give her a hard stroke on her bottom. She yelps. Her body is confused now. The soft sucking on her nipples is getting mixed up with the burning lash on her rear.

"Just surrender yourself, Bee. Do not try to think about what is happening to you now. Simply float along. Enjoy the ride."

Marc and I take turns whipping Bee. He nods to Astra again and she sinks to her knees. Every muscle in Bee's body goes tight when she first feels Astra's tongue probing her pussy. The flogging pauses for a moment so Bee can concentrate on her yoni. Astra is having to work at an awkward angle, but her lips, tongue and fingers soon have Bee trembling with passion. I reach down and give the base of Bee's ass plug a tap with the handle of my scourge. Her hips jerk forward against Astra's face. Marc and I again devote out attentions to Bee's backside.

Bee is going insane trying to deal with all the sensations she is receiving. Soon, she opens her mouth and asks permission to speak. I tell her to go ahead.

"My lord, I beg you, let me take my climax here. My yoni is on fire, my skin is on fire. Please let me release the pleasure I am feeling. Please, please, please."

"Very good, little Bee. You have handled this quite well. You have my permission to climax now."

I allow Marc to flog the girl into her release. Astra redoubles her efforts at Bee's yoni. Bee goes rigid. She screams, long and loud. The chamber echoes. Suddenly, she goes limp and dissolves into sobs. Marc drops his scourge. Astra is perfectly still. I step up to Bee and remove her blindfold. With one finger, I wipe the tears from her face. I gently kiss her. She is lowered to the floor. Astra cuddles her in a blanket as Marc and I walk back to the other room for wine and a chance to plan the rest of the afternoon.

When we return, Bee and Astra are locked in a tight embrace. Their mouths are joined, their breasts are rubbing together as they twist together on the floor. Marc commands Astra to get on her back and spread her legs.

"Bee, you are going to pleasure Astra now. Pay close attention to the instructions she gives you. Show Marc and I what a quick learner you are."

Bee sits on her heels between the other girl's legs. At Astra's gesture, she leans forward. Her head is taken in Astra's gentle hands. Bee's lips are directed to one of Astra's erect nipples. The girl begins to kiss. She moves shyly at first and then with increasing passion. She is told to lick. I watch as Bee's tongue comes out to play. She is told to suck. Bee's lips engulf Astra's flesh. She is told to bite. Astra writhes on the floor as Bee nips and nibbles. Soon, Astra moves the hungry mouth to her other breast. Bee brings a hand up to stroke and pinch the nipple she just left trembling in the air.

Astra starts to move Bee's head down her body. The girl traces a path of kisses across Astra's sleek belly. Bee's head is held motionless for a moment while she inhales the warm aroma of the yoni just beneath her nose. Hardly speaking above a whisper, Astra directs Bee's exploration.

"Now higher, now lower, softer, harder, faster, slower."

Bee is learning how to please a woman's pussy. Soon, Astra stops using words. Her moans and murmurs and sighs show Bee the way. Marc and I watch as our cocks grow hard again.

"Bee, do not stop what you are doing. I want you to get your knees under you and lift your pretty bottom in the air. My guest has an erect phallus and requires a warm place to put it. Marc is going to fuck you while you continue to play with Astra."

The girl manages to kneel without taking her mouth from Astra's yoni. Bee spreads her knees wide and even thinks to shake her ass to entice Marc. He moves behind her and places one hand on Bee's back to steady her. His other hand takes his cock to Bee's pussy. Her amrita is flowing and he rubs his cock's head around and around the opening of her yoni. She moans into Astra's pussy and, in turn, Astra moans at this new sensation. Marc makes two shallow thrusts into her pussy to loosen her up and then flexs his hips. He slides all the way into her.

I watch and slowly stroke my phallus as the three bodies strain and stretch. Soon, I hear Astra gasping for breath. Bee's questing tongue is bringing her to a climax. Astra thrashes and twists.

Marc is pounding his cock into Bee. The sight of Astra finding her release tempts him into his own climax. He grips Bee's hips and groans as his seed floods into her yoni. Astra holds Bee's head still and tells her to be gentle as she comes down from her frenzy. Marc pulls out of Bee and sits back. Astra turns onto her side and draws her knees to her chest and breathes deeply as she tries to calm down.

Poor little Bee is alone for a moment. Her face is shiny with Astra's amrita. Marc's seed is dripping from her yoni. Her eyes do not seem to be able to focus until I take her arm and help her stand. Before she knows what is happening, I move her to a padded waist-high rail. I bend her across it so that she is facing Marc and Astra. Bee's hands can just reach the floor. I nudge her legs apart and step in close behind her.

"You have had an eventful afternoon, Bee. You had your mouth and pussy filled with cock. You have also gotten to put your tongue into a beautiful yoni. To make the day complete, I am going to fuck your lovely ass now. Keep your head up so our guests can watch your face. Hold still now."

I take the base of her ass plug between my fingers and draw it out. I dip one finger into a jar of olive oil. My cock is as hard as a stone when I rub the oil onto it. I part Bee's cheeks and press the head of my phallus against her anus. For one instant, she tenses and tries to draw away from me. Then, with a sigh, she relaxes and actually moves back against the pressure of my cock. I stay immobile while she goes back and forth, taking my cock's head just into her ass and then letting it slip out. I hold her hips steady when I thrust myself all the way into her. Bee cries out one time. I can feel her clenching and releasing the muscles in her ass as she pleasures my cock.

Marc and Astra are watching closely as Bee is being fucked. Astra looks worried, but then relaxes when she realizes that Bee is pushing herself back into me every time I pound my cock into her ass.

I bend forward over her back so I can squeeze her breasts. When I put my ear close to her head, I can hear Bee whispering, "fuck me, fuck me, please do not stop, fuck me until I die, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Bee's ass is too hot and tight for me to be able to fuck her for long. Grunting like an animal, I bury my phallus in her as I reach my climax. My seed flows into her as I gasp and strain. I leave her bent over the rail as I collapse onto a stool. Astra darts into the other room and returns with a pitcher of water and cups. I drink as she helps Bee to stand. The well fucked girl is handed a cup. As she raises it to her lips, our eyes meet. Bee smiles and then takes a long drink.



In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 05



The day after Marc and his slave girl came to my house, they had to leave to go off up the Nile to visit some temple Marc had heard about. It is now twelve days later. Marc is my guest again. He is sails for home tomorrow. 

To reward Bee for her performance, Marc has asked my permission to give her a present. While we are eating our noon meal, he shows it to me. When I see it, I laugh so hard that I almost choke on a fig. I tell him to put it back into its leather pouch and surprise Bee with it when she arrives. 

After the dishes have been removed, my guest and I recline and sip wine while discussing the latest scandals in Rome. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Bee standing just outside the door and call her in. The naked girl walks in and stands at the end of the table. 

"Bee, Marc enjoyed your body so much when he was here before that he wants to fuck you again before he goes back to Rome. He has a gift for you. You have my leave to accept it. Hold out our hand. Look at my friend when you thank him."

The girl raises her right hand, palm up, before her. Her eyes find Marc's face. He slides the present out of its bag and places it on her hand. Its weight causes her hand to dip for a moment. Bee looks down and gasps. For an instant, she looks as if she is going to turn and flee.

She is holding a silver anal plug. It is larger in diameter than the ivory plugs I have been using on her. The plug's head is engraved with smooth ripples. Her anus will be highly stimulated when it is tickled by the gentle undulations. The plug is heavy in her hand. It is nearly as long as my phallus. Below the narrow neck, the base of the plug is engraved with the words "Open Wide!" 

Bee stands stock still for a moment. Then she takes a deep breath.

"I thank you, sir. You are too kind to this poor slave."

"Well said, girl. I think we should give out guest the honor of being the first to use this new toy on you. Come along."

Silently, Bee follows us into the play room. I start to tell her to get some olive oil and go to the stool, but she is already doing that. She bends over the stool. Marc oils a finger and teases Bee's anus. Once he feels her muscles loosen, he takes the silver plug and dips it into the oil. When the plug's head touches her ass, Bee shivers violently.

"Girl, is something wrong? Do you not want your gift?"

"My lord, I am sorry. The plug is cold. It surprised me. Please let him continue. I will do better."

I step up to Bee and hold her shoulders while Marc presses the plug against her anus again. This time she relaxes. The gleaming, rounded plug slowly stretches her ass open. Marc rotates the plug. The girl moans. Goose flesh appears on her back as the coldness of the silver penetrates her. I release her and tell her to stand. Bee squirms for a moment while the plug warms up.

"You did well, Bee. Go over to that rug and get on your back. Raise your legs straight up."

The girl obeys. I fasten leather cuffs on her ankles and then attach the cuffs to the ends of a wooden pole. It is the span of my arms. Bee's legs have to be widely spread. Once she is secure, I hook ropes to the pole and draw her up toward the ceiling. When she is suspended at just the right height, I tie the ropes off. Her wrists are then bound together and attached to a ring set in the floor. I have not played her upside down before. 

Being a gracious host, I offer my guest his choice of instruments. He selects a wooden paddle that is about as broad as my hand. Marc moves beside Bee. He taps the paddle once against her ass to let her know what is coming. He then pulls his arm back and delivers a stinging blow. Bee's legs jerk. She fights the ropes for a moment and then hangs still and waits.

"Girl, I would have you tally the number of strokes my guest is giving you. Say each number loudly and clearly. If you make a mistake, the stroke will be repeated."

Marc tells me he plans to give the girl 21 swats. Bee makes me proud. She only makes three mistakes as Marc is beating her. When he finally reaches 21, he pauses to rest his arm. I step up to Bee and place my hand over her spread pussy. She is very wet. I slip a finger inside and tease her. Bee wiggles and whimpers.

"My friend, you did not sample this girl's armita when you were here before. It is really quite good. Feel free to enjoy her now."

He strips off his tunic and moves in front of the girl. With one hand, he guides his cock into her mouth as he dips his head down to lick her yoni. Bee shakes and moans as she is assaulted by tongue and phallus. Marc thrusts with his hips, burying his cock in the girl's mouth. I see his teeth flash as he bites and teases the quivering pussy hanging before him. 

As he works, I pick up a light scourge. I tap the base of Bee's anal plug with its handle. She does her best to scream around the cock plundering her throat. With light strokes, I begin to whip the girl's shoulders and back. Marc and I continue to stimulate her until every muscle in her body tenses. Ever the considerate guest, Marc pulls his cock from her mouth so we can listen to her squeals and groans as he licks and sucks her to a shuddering climax. 

"Please, sir, no more, no more. Please don't touch my yoni. I cannot stand it. Please, please." 

With one final gasp, the girl appears to faint dead away. 

"Marc, I do hope you have not slain her. Help me now. Let us get her down from there."

We untie the girl's arms and lower the pole holding her feet. Marc removes the cuffs holding her ankles. I hold her head in my lap and splash some water onto her face. Bee sputters and coughs and begins to come back to us. 

"Rest here, Bee. 

"Marc, help the girl to stand and walk around a little. I have to step outside for a moment."

I leave the two in my play room while I walk to the guards' chamber. I have four of the off-duty guards return with me. I order them to wait just outside the door and to come in when they hear me call for them. 

When I come back into the play room, I find Marc telling Bee a story about a jackass that fell in love with a pig. I remove my tunic and move to Bee's side. 

"Are you well again, Bee? Good. I believe you should express your thanks to Marc for his kind attention to your pussy. Get down on your knees and suck his cock now."

The girl immediately kneels and begins to work. I feel my own phallus becoming erect and move to stand beside Marc. 

"Bee, we are going to test your coordination now. Reach up with your right hand and grasp my cock. Very good, keep stroking me like that while you continue to use your mouth on Marc. When I tap your head, I want you to lean over here and suck my cock while you stroke him with your left hand. Do you think you can do that?"

The girl cuts her eyes over to look at me. She appears to smile. I let Marc enjoy her efforts for a moment longer and then have her switch to sucking my phallus. Without missing a beat, she changes over and keeps pleasuring Marc with her hand. When she is playing in front of company, Bee is rather noisy when she has a cock in her mouth. The guards just outside the door can hear her moans and slurps as she goes back and forth between our cocks. Eventually, I tell her to stand. It is time to move to the next act of our little play.

Marc stretches out on a low couch. He turns onto his back. His stiff phallus bobs in the air as he breathes. 

"This is going to be a change for you, Bee. I have not let you be on top before when I have fucked you. Climb aboard my guest and take his cock into your pussy. Do it now."

Bee smiles broadly and moves to straddle Marc's legs. She leans down and plants a kiss on the head of his phallus before she moves up and guides its head into her yoni. The girl is still for a moment while she gets used to the new sensation of being on top of a man. Then she starts to move from side to side and back and forth. Marc is grasping her hips and fucking up into her with all his strength. 

Suddenly, he seizes her arms and pulls her down onto his chest. He holds her there and kisses her. I pick up a cane and give the girl a sharp blow on her ass. She wriggles as Marc continues to thrust his cock upwards. I give Bee six more stripes on her bottom. 

Then I call for the guards. They come in and take hold of the girl's wrists and ankles. They step back and stretch her between themselves. She still has Marc's cock in her yoni, but she is unable to move while he keeps plowing into her. 

For a moment, Bee is confused. She does not know what is going to happen next. Then Marc reaches around her and grabs her ass cheeks. When he spreads her open, the girl knows that she is about to be fucked in her pussy and ass at the same time. 

The girl knows better than to protest, but she looks at me with fear in her eyes. 

"Do not be afraid, little Bee. I shall be careful while I am filling your ass with my cock. Marc and I have fucked many women just like this and we have not yet seriously damaged a single one. Relax. You may even enjoy this."

I oil my phallus and climb onto the couch behind her. The guards grip her tightly while I hold the base of the silver plug in my hand. I twist it as I slowly pull it out. The engraved ripples caress the girl's anus. She gasps once and holds her breath. I gently slap her ass and tell her to keep breathing. Marc has stopped thrusting his cock into her pussy for a moment. I drop the plug onto the floor and move to touch her anus with my cock's head.

"Girl, do not try to fight me. I am going to fuck you now. Accept it. You may scream if you wish."

With a smooth motion, I slide the tip of my phallus just into the girl. I hold perfectly still and then let it slip back out. I repeat this action several times, going just a tiny bit deeper each time. Under the girl, Marc is gently fucking up into the girl's yoni. As I go further in, I can feel Marc's cock moving inside Bee. Finally, I bury my cock. Marc and I stop thrusting while she gets used to the fullness in her pussy and ass. 

I can see the muscles in Bee's arms and legs tensing as she struggles with the guards. She would pull away from my cock if she could. The men are much too strong for her. Eventually, she tires. I begin slowly fucking her ass with long strokes while Marc is pounding his cock into her with short, quick jabs. She does not cry out, but she grunts like an animal every time my groin hits her ass cheeks. Soon, Marc tells me that her amrita is flowing down his cock and soaking into the couch. Her grunts eventually become the familiar moans I hear whenever Bee is getting well fucked and enjoying it. 

Marc and I begin to change our rhythms. He buries his cock in the girl's pussy as I withdraw from her ass. Then we are both fully inside Bee at the same time. We ring these changes for a long time as she sweats and writhes between us. I pull myself all the way out of Bee to add some more oil to my cock. When I thrust back into her I can feel the girl clinching her anal muscles around my phallus. She is seeking to tempt me into my climax. We have been at this long enough that I am beginning to feel fatigued. I decide to let myself finish. 

When he feels me suddenly start slamming myself into Bee, Marc picks up his rhythm also. His cock trembles inside the girl when he takes his climax. An instant later, I am shooting my seed into the girl's ass. When I am done, I tell the guards to release Bee. She collapses onto Marc. I sit on the foot of the couch as a guard brings us water. After a while, Bee is able to sit up. Marc and Bee stay on the couch while I take the guards back out. 

When I return, Marc has put his tunic back on and is ready to leave. Bee stretches out on the couch. I cover her with a soft blanket.

"Little Bee, I am very proud of the way you entertained my guest today. Rest here until you can go back to the house."



In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 06



The naked slave girl, Bee, walks to the door of the punishment chamber and waits until I notice her shadow on the floor. I call her in and am amused to see her eyes widen when she realizes that some one is already bound to the flogging horse. 

She has spent many afternoons tied on that bench while I found my pleasure in her mouth, or pussy or ass. The walls of this room have heard her cries of pain and joy while she has been whipped and tickled and licked and fucked.

I have plans for this girl. She will called upon to train other pleasure slaves. The process of teaching her to teach is beginning today.

"Come in, Bee. Are you surprised?"

"My lord, I expect to serve your pleasure however you chose to take it."

"You answer well, girl. Take a good look at the new slave I bought yesterday."

The girl walks in a circle around the bench and peers closely at the naked young man resting on his stomach. His arms and legs are tied to the bench's legs. A thick leather band circles his lower back and holds him immobile. She passes by his head and sees the cloth covering his eyes. The young man's mouth is filled by the wooden phallus I've used to gag the girl. The slave girl continues her circuit and looks at the boy's cock and balls hanging at the bench's end. 

"Tell me what you see, girl."

"My lord, this is a youth. He cannot be more than 20 winters old. His body is strong. It is not easy to tell what his phallus is like because he is frightened now and it wants to hide."

"Bee, this slave will be trained to give pleasure to my guests, much as you do. As you are called upon to fulfill the desires of both my male and female guests, so will this slave submit to anyone who wishes to use him. His training starts today. You are going to assist me. Fetch the small ivory plug that I have put into your ass so often. It is in the chest behind you. Take the plug and the small jar of oil and stand beside the new slave boy."

Her feet make no sound on the soft rug as she moves to the bench. At my gesture, she places the jar and the ivory plug on the new slave's back. He is startled by the unexpected touch and tenses his body for a second. When he calms down, I speak again to the girl.

"Do you remember the first time I used that plug on you? I oiled one finger and teased your ass until you relaxed and then I slowly slid that finger inside you. You will do that now to this slave. Be gentle. Recall how it felt to you."

The girl dips the index finger of her right hand into the jar and slowly draws it back out. The olive oil thickly coats it. Carefully, she uses her left hand to spread the ass cheeks of the slave boy. He tenses again.

"Keep breathing, boy. The girl is going to make this as easy as possible for you. You may even find you enjoy it eventually. You are doing well, girl. Proceed."

Bee drags her slick finger up and down between the boy's cheeks. Each time, her movement becomes shorter until she is holding her finger still, softly pressing directly against the boy's anus. Her own breathing is becoming somewhat faster as she moves the tip of her finger inside the boy. He inhales sharply. Bee begins to stoke his back. She is cooing some song as if she were a mother trying to entice a babe to sleep. As the boy's breathing becomes more regular, she slides her finger entirely inside and stays motionless for a few heart beats. Moving deliberately, she pulls her finger back until only the tip remains in the boy's anus and then she slides it back inside until the finger is buried. She repeats those motions many times and then looks at me.

"Very good, girl, very good indeed. He is ready for a second finger now."

She pulls her finger free and dips her index and middle fingers into the oil. Her left hand spreads him open again. The slave girl carefully penetrates the boy with both fingers. His legs and back strain as he tries to escape the thrusting fingers, but his bonds hold him tightly. The girl is starting to enjoy herself. I see a smile spread across her face as she twists her fingers deep inside the boy. 

"Take your time, Bee. We don't want to injure this new slave. Speak to him, explain what is going to happen to him."

"Yes, my lord. Boy, you must learn to relax. I will keep massaging your ass until it is loose enough for me to insert the small plug my master has given me. Your body belongs to my lord now. He will use it as he wishes. Once your ass is plugged, my lord may decide to amuse himself by flogging you. When your ass has become accustomed to the little plug, he may order me to fill you with a larger plug that is shaped like his beautiful phallus. You will accept this gift. When my lord decides you are ready, he will fuck you. My lord, I think he is ready for the plug now."

"Go ahead, girl. You know what to do."

"Thank you, my lord."

The girl slowly pulls her fingers from the boy's anus. She picks up the small ivory plug and dips it into the oil. Once again, she spreads his cheeks with her left hand and begins to tease the boy's ass with the slick head of the plug. The girl hears him suddenly inhale and hold his breath when the plug's head penetrates him. She commands him to breathe normally and holds her hand still while he regains control of himself. I am very pleased the way Bee is taking control of the boy. She continues to thrust and withdraw the plug by stages. Each time it moves farther into the boy's ass. Eventually she gives it a final push and the ring of his anal muscles tightens around the plug's narrow neck. She steps back from the bound slave and looks at me.

"Excellent, girl. Wipe the oil from your hands. I believe we should warm up the new slave now."

The girl cleans her hands and watches as I pick up a scourge. She looks shocked when I hand the scourge to her, but she knows not to question me. 

"It it time you learned to wield a flogger, Bee. You have been on the receiving end often enough. You will now learn what the other half of the process is like. Stand to the side. Swing the scourge to get the feel of it. Aim to strike the slave's ass with only the tips of the scourge's tails."

The girl hesitates and then awkwardly bats at the air. 

"That is not bad for a first try, Bee. It will seem more natural when you are actually striking something. I want you to begin with light strokes and gradually get harder and harder. You must not break the skin on this slave's ass."

The slave girl plants her feet wide apart and strikes the boy. The blow is gentle, but he moans and jerks in his bonds. Before he was gagged, he had protested that he was noble born and had never felt a lash. 

"Keep going, girl. Give him ten more blows. Make each harder than the last. By the tenth stroke, you should be swinging as hard as you dare. Bee, if I feel you are holding back too much, I will bend you across his back and give you ten strokes to remind you how it is done."

She adjusts her stance and swings the scourge again. I can tell by the sounds of the impact and the boy's moans that she has swung harder. The girl paces her strokes and allows the boy to relax just a bit before each stroke lands. On the last blow, the scourge's tails make a sharp cracking sound when they reach the boy's ass. He screams into his gag and faints. 

"I think you have warmed his ass very nicely, girl. Remove the boy's gag and blindfold and wake him up. We have only begun."

Bee unties the gag's straps and gently pulls it from the boy's mouth. She cradles his head with one hand as she pulls the blindfold aside and slaps his face to bring him back. He jerks and begins to say something. Quickly, the girl places her hand over his mouth and cautions him to not speak unless I address him. The girl has learned well. 

"You deserve a reward for your quick thinking, Bee. Pull that low stool in front of the boy and sit there. Put your breast against his lips. We shall see what he knows about giving pleasure to a woman. Do not dare to hurt her, boy. If you do, you will pay for it with your head. Kiss and lick and suck. Pay attention to how she reacts. If she wants you to softly use your teeth, she will tell you."

I watch as the slave boy purses his lips and kisses the peak of Bee's left breast. Her nipples became erect while she was flogging the slave and now they grow even harder as the boy's tongue draws circles. She leans forward and presses her nipple into his mouth. Her voice grows husky as she commands him to suck. Her right hand rises to her other breast and her fingers begin to pinch and pull. With a moan, she leans back and moves to place her right breast at the boy's lips. Her eyelids slowly close as her breath catches in her throat. 

For the moment, I allow her to become lost in her pleasure. I walk behind the flogging horse and see that the slave boy's cock is becoming engorged. His body is beginning to find pleasure in these new experiences. 

It is time to give him the larger plug. I take it from the chest and oil it. I warn the girl to take her breast out of the boy's mouth. I do not want him biting her when he feels this new invasion of his ass. I grab the end of the small plug and draw it back out of the boy's body. Before the ring of his anus can clamp shut again, I insert the cock-shaped head of the larger plug. When just the head is in, I pause to let the boy relax. Bee is stroking his hair and telling him that the pain will last only a short time. When he starts breathing again, I slide the rest of the plug inside his ass. I tap the plug's base with my hand and laugh when the boy tries to jump. Bee returns her breast to his mouth. She hums and sighs as he sucks. For a while, I simply watch as Bee enjoys the boy's efforts. Then it is time to move on.

"Come here, girl. Let us see what this slave's cock looks like when it is fully erect. Kneel down and play with him until he is completely hard."

The slave girl moves to grasp the boy's cock and begins a slow milking motion. Very quickly, his phallus becomes as stiff as a stick.

"Bee, put a little oil on your hand. Don't damage his skin. I want you to keep him hard without letting him spill his seed."

As the girl works, I remove my tunic. She sees my rigid cock and smiles. I step in front of the flogging horse and hold the boy's head between my hands.

"You know how to pleasure a woman's breast. Boy, now you will do the same thing to my phallus. Kiss the tip of my cock's head. Be gentle. That is good. Now lick it. Get the taste in your mouth. You should be getting used to the idea that you will be doing this a lot very soon. You are doing well. Hold your jaw wide open and do not let your teeth touch my cock while I fuck your mouth."

I thrust my cock into the slave's mouth until its head is inside his lips. There are tears in the boy's eyes, but he is softly sucking my phallus and using his tongue to explore me. I hold still a moment to savor the soft caress. I warn the boy to stay relaxed as I flex my hips and bury half of my cock in his mouth. His lips are stretched tight. His nostrils flare as he gasps for breath. His tongue is rubbing the underside of my cock. If I were not careful, I could give him my seed right now. Slowly, I pull back until his lips are circling my cock's head. A little more quickly, I thrust myself back into his mouth. This time, I go all the way in. I keep doing this as I revel in the softness and warmth. I notice that the girl is stroking his cock in the same rhythm I am using to fuck his mouth. His hips are making small thrusting motions. I tell the girl not to let him release and she takes her hands away from the twitching cock.

"You are doing well, boy. You will be a fine cock sucker before I am through with you. This is very pleasant, but we need to get on with your training now."

I pull away from his mouth and walk behind him. My cock bounces as I walk. Bee stands and moves aside. I go to the chest and take out a new piece of equipment. The girl has not seen this before. I am holding an ivory tusk that has been carved to exactly match my cock. A metal ring at the cock's base has four soft leather straps attached to it. 

"Hold still, girl. I am going to make you a man for a short while. You are going to be the first one to fuck this new boy." 

I have never seen Bee so surprised looking. Her mouth is opening and closing as she wants to ask questions or protest. She knows better than that, but she is struggling to remember her manners. I laugh as I instruct her to hold the ivory cock in place while I fasten the straps around her waist and thighs. I quickly finish and tell her to walk around the room and see if the harness is comfortable. As she moves, she cannot take her gaze off her new member as it dips and bobs in front of her. Her hand seizes the cock and she slowly begins to stroke it as she comes back behind the flogging horse. Her eyes are shining with passion and I catch the warm aroma of her amrita as is begins to flow. 

"Move up close behind the boy now. Take some oil and make your new cock nice and slick so that you do not hurt my slave. Boy, keep breathing. This will be much worse for you if you try to resist her."

I reach across and spread the boy's ass as she slowly pulls out the plug and drops it on the rug. I hold the boy open as she presses the tip of the ivory phallus against his anus. The girl takes a deep breath and pushes the cock's head just inside the boy's ass. His legs and back become rigid when all his muscles contract. Bee holds herself still while he becomes accustomed to the new presence in his body. Soon, she looks at me and I nod my head for her to continue. She begins the thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw pattern that I have used on her so many times. Each thrust takes her deeper until she has her cock buried in the boy. 

I release the boy and stand back to watch as the girl grabs his hips and slowly fucks him. She bends forward and rubs her breasts on his sweating back as she digs her fingers into his shoulders. She twines her fingers in his hair and turns his head to the side so she can kiss him. I see Bee's tongue thrusting into his mouth, matching the action of her cock thrusting into his ass. 

She stands upright again and begins to alternate short, quick thrusts with slow, deep penetration. The boy is whimpering, but his cock is as hard as a bone. The friction of base of the ivory phallus rubbing against Bee's pussy is about to tempt her into her release. 

"Girl, listen to me now. Do not stop what you are doing. Reach down and circle the boy's cock with your hand. I want you to have him spill his seed as you find your own climax. Can you do that?"

"Yes, my lord," she gasps. 

Bee's hand begins to milk the boy's cock as her legs tremble and strain. She is having a difficult time maintaining her rhythm. After a few heart beats, the slave boy shouts as his cock spasms and the girl's hand draws his seed. Every muscle in the girl's body pulls tight as a bowstring as she reaches her climax. With her hand still holding the boy's cock and her ivory phallus still buried in his ass, the girl falls forward and gasps for breath. 

I look down and realize that I have been stroking my own cock while I was watching Bee fuck the slave boy. My seed is dripping from my fingers.



In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 07



Bee's lord, Tiberius, owns a fleet of ships that bring wine to Alexandria. Some days ago, one of his captains got caught in a storm. The ship was driven aground west of here. The ship's cargo was scattered along the shore. Tiberius has had to go and sort out the mess. Before he left, Tiberius asked me to go to his house while he is away. He has a young slave girl that he plans to use to train other pleasure slaves. Tiberius finds her intelligent and obedient, but she does not yet have the all the skills required for her new responsibilities. I gladly agreed to assist her.

I ride to the home of Tiberius in the late morning. His guards know me from previous visits. As arranged, they conduct me to his punishment chamber. The kitchen slaves bring me food and wine. As I eat, I tell them to send me the girl they call Bee. When she arrives, she pauses at the door and waits for me to call her in.

"Come to me, child. Let me take a look at you. You are the lovely Bee that Tiberius seems to think so highly of?"

"Yes, my lady." The naked girl keeps her eyes cast down. Her shoulders are trembling.

"Why do you quake? Do you have a fever?"

"No, my lady"

"What is the matter then? Speak plainly."

"My lady, I am afraid."

"Of what, girl?"

"Of you, my lady.

"Little Bee, do you know who I am?"

"My lady, I was told that you are the Lady Kiya. Every slave in Alexandria knows of you."

"Do they now? Tell me more," I am actually rather amused. I enjoy hearing about what horrors I am supposed to have committed.

"Yes, my lady. I heard the cooks whispering that She-Who-Can-Devour-A-Man-In-One-Night was coming to visit our house. Some of the male slaves wanted to run away and hide until you had left."

"Girl, there are men who have faced death many times on the battlefield who would not have dared to speak so frankly to me. Your innocence is your salvation. You have no guile. I shall enjoy our time together.

"Your lord and I have known each other for many years. He asked me to come here to give you some assistance while you are training this new slave boy.

"In the beginning, I shall be giving you strict instructions that you must follow exactly. As you become more skilled in the art of training a man, I shall allow you more freedom.

"Can you do that, darling Bee?

"I want you to look at me when I speak to you. I like to see your eyes when you answer."

The girl raises her head and meets my gaze. I give her a smile to help her relax.

"My lady, I will do my best."

"Very well, my child. Shall we begin? Go and fetch the boy."

She bows and leaves the chamber. In a few moments, she returns with the new slave walking behind her. He is also naked. Tiberius does not allow his pleasure slaves to wear clothing. I look them over carefully. The girl is very fair and slender. She has small breasts that bounce a bit when she walks. She may be about twenty-five years old. The boy is just a little younger. He is tall and well-muscled. Like the girl, all the hair below his neck has been removed. It is easier to keep slaves clean that way.

I tell them to stand still while I walk behind them. I wait there to see which one will be the first to grow nervous and look around. I have found this to be an excellent exercise when I meet new slaves.

It is the boy who eventually looks over his shoulder.

"I did not tell you to move, my pretty boy. I shall give you a light punishment now so that you will learn the importance of doing exactly what I say and nothing more."

I direct him to stand underneath one of the ceiling rings. I tie his wrists behind him. Then I take a thong and tie it around his cock just below its head. I tie the thong to a rope that passes through the ring above us. At my command Bee slowly pulls on the rope's other end. The slave's cock is drawn upwards. When the boy has to stand on the balls of his feet to ease the pain, I have Bee secure the rope.

"Girl, take another thong and tie it around his testicles. Pull the knot snug so they will not slip free. Now attach the free end to that clay jug and adjust the cord so that the jug hangs just above the floor. I want you to pour water into the jug until I tell you to stop."

Bee takes a pitcher and begins to fill the jug. As it grows heavier, the pull on the boy's scrotum increases. I have her pause for a moment.

"You have a choice here, my willful child. If you put your heels down, the pull on your balls will be eased. However, your cock will pay a price for that. Do whatever you think is best."

I blindfold him and we watch as he strains and sweats. Several times, he starts to let his heels down. Each time the sharp pain of his phallus makes him rise up again. I tell Bee to add more water to the jug.

"Do you think that you will be able to obey me now, my boy? Answer me when I ask you a question."

His voice is hardly more than a whisper, "Yes, my lady. Gods above, please release me. My phallus is going to be torn from my body."

"I do not believe I told you to beg. Bee, does this slave have a name?"

"Not yet, my lady. My lord gave me leave to name him. Would my lady care to hear my choice?"

"Certainly, girl."

"My lady, since the boy seems to not listen very well, I would like to call him Donkey."

I laugh at that and nod my agreement to her.

"Very well, Donkey. You have a name. To make sure that you remember this lesson, Bee is going to whip you now. You should do your best to stand still. You may scream if you wish. Do not beg. You may be doing that later.

"Bee, get a switch from that jar. Come over here. Has your lord ever used a switch on your tender little bottom, girl?"

"Yes, my lady."

"How did it feel, child?"

"My lady, it burned like fire. I thought I would die from the pain."

"Well, you are going to switch this ignorant boy's ass now. Take the switch and strike the palm of your hand.

"Do it harder than that!

"Again!

"You should be getting an idea of how hard you can hit this slave without breaking the switch or his skin. Stand beside him there and strike whenever you are ready, my pet."

The girl draws back her arm and gives the boy a stinging blow. He cries out in his agony. I let Bee take three practice strokes and then I have her count each blow out loud. Donkey's body jerks every time the switch strikes him. Each jerk compounds the torment of his cock and balls. I allow her to give him twenty-one strokes before I am satisfied.

"You endured that well, my darling boy. Hold still while I give you some slack on the rope holding your cock."

Donkey whimpers and groans as I release the cords stretching him and untie his wrists.

"Boy, go over to those rings set in the floor. Lie down on your back and spread your arms and legs. Your lessons have only begun."

He moves quickly to obey.

"That is much better, Donkey. Hold still while the girl ties you."

Bee loops ropes around his wrists and ankles. He is secured on his back with his arms and legs widely spread. I place a pillow under his head to cushion the girl's knees.

"Little Bee, I want you to kneel down and allow this boy to give you pleasure with his mouth. You will have to give him directions on how you want him to lick you."

The girl blushes. She then moves over the boy's face. Slowly she lowers herself. Bee shifts to and fro while she gets in place. I can see the boy's head moving up, trying to reach her. He is clumsy at first.

"Donkey, have you never had your tongue in a woman's pussy before?

"Do not thrash around as if you were a hedgehog chasing a beetle. Gently explore my yoni. Use the tip of your tongue to caress me. Put your lips around the little nub there and suck very softly.

"Oh, that is good, Donkey.

"Keep doing that."

"Very good, Bee. Donkey, you may be capable of learning after all. Do not stop if you want your balls to remain attached to your body."

His skills do improve eventually. After he licks Bee to a climax, I have her go to the bath chamber and bring back two of the female slaves that work there. While the first girl sits on Donkey's face, I take a light scourge and begin to whip his thighs.

"Donkey, you will listen closely to me if you value your hide. It is important you know that every woman is different. The way you licked Bee will not please all other women. As a pleasure slave, you must be able to change the way you approach each person. Experiment with the woman who is now resting her pussy on your face. If you do not please her and she frowns, I will direct my strokes higher. If you do not improve, I will strike you harder. Do you understand me, my toy?"

I hear a muffled sound from Donkey. The girl rocks back and forth on him. At first, she smiles. Soon she begins to look bored.

"Boy, I think you are not trying hard enough!"

I start whipping his cock and balls. The girl laughs and says his screams tickle her pussy. His efforts become frenzied. Very quickly, the girl is moaning and gasping. I make my strokes lighter and move them down onto his legs. She releases her pleasure. I set the scourge aside. We let him rest for a moment.

When the second girl takes her place, I have Bee put some olive oil on her hands and massage Donkey's phallus. I want him to connect the act of licking a woman with pleasure for himself. His cock gets hard immediately. Bee keeps him just at the edge of climax until he finishes the second girl. I command her to release his cock and leave him frustrated.

I tell the two girls to go back to the house and send one of the off-duty guards to me. Donkey begins to protest. I place my foot on his throat and press down. His mouth snaps shut.

"My boy, you will speak when I give you permission. Until that time, the only use of your mouth will be to give pleasure. If there is a pussy in front of you, you will lick it. If there is a cock in front of you, you will suck it. Do you hear me?"

He nods.

The guard enters. I have him release Donkey from the floor and then tie the slave onto the flogging horse.

While the guard watches, I take a jar of oil, lubricate one finger and begin playing with Donkey's anus. He moans and tries to pull away from my probing. When the boy's ass is loose enough, I have the guard oil a small ivory anal plug and insert it into Donkey. The guard moves roughly, quickly. The slave's head flies up and he yells.

"Donkey, you must learn to accept what is given to you without making a fuss. For your outburst, Bee is going to give you six stripes on your ass with the cane. You must be silent after each stroke. If you cry out, the stroke will be repeated."

I feel my nipples growing erect as I watch the naked girl take the cane and stand beside the bound slave. Without warning, she lands a sharp blow. I watch how Bee's lovely breasts move when she strikes. Her nipples are hard also. The boy grimaces, but not a sound escapes from his mouth.

She places four more stripes on his rear. They are so close together that the palm of my hand would cover them all. For the sixth stripe, I tell her to angle her arm so the cane strikes across the marks from the previous blows. That is too much for the boy to bear. He screams.

"Oh, you were so close to the finish. And then you ruined it all, poor Donkey. I am sure Bee's arm is tired. I am going to allow the guard to give you the last stripe. Be silent if you want this to end, dear boy."

I move to crouch down in front of Donkey. I hold his face in my hands and tell him to be brave. This close, I know he can smell the amrita that is flowing from my yoni. The cane makes a sharp crack when it hits him. Every muscle in his body goes rigid, but he is silent. I surprise the slave by kissing him. Then I rise.

"Boy, I am going to teach you about pleasing men now. Pay close attention.

"Guard, remove your loincloth and stand here. This slave is going to learn more of the art of cock sucking. You will help me teach him."

When the guard is naked, I have him turn so that Donkey is looking at his side. I tell Bee to kneel before the guard. She begins to toy with his cock.

"Watch carefully, boy. When a man comes to you, you will be gentle as you play with his cock. When you feel it starting to get hard, you will know that your efforts are pleasing. You may use one hand on the cock and the other hand to very softly caress the scrotum. Once the phallus is erect, you will begin to suck."

The guard starts to sweat as Bee's lips tickle his cock's head. After a lingering kiss and a quick lick, she lets his cock go deeper into her mouth. From the corner of my eye, I can see Donkey watching her. She holds the guard's hips and slowly pulls him forward, burying his phallus in her mouth. Bee sighs and moans while she sucks. Her head bobs slowly up and down. After a few moments, I take her hair in my hand, pull her head back and allow the cock to slip out.

"And now it is your turn, Donkey."

I have the guard stand before the trembling slave. With one hand I grab Donkey's hair and hold him still. With the other hand, I gently hold the guard's rigid phallus. I bring the cock's head to Donkey's lips and order him to lick. He shudders and then his tongue comes out.

"You are doing very well, boy. Keep licking until the man is ready to begin fucking your mouth.

"Open wide now."

I guide the cock into the slave's mouth. I tell the guard that Donkey is only now learning to suck cocks and that he should not be too rough with him. The guard nods and starts slowly pushing his phallus forward. The slave cannot escape. His lips stretch as the hard cock goes in.

"Breathe through your nose, Donkey. Do not faint.

"I am going to allow this brave guard to spill his seed in your mouth. You will swallow everything. Dire punishment awaits you if you fail to obey me."

The guard grabs the slave's ears as he thrusts his cock between the boy's lips. I move to stand behind the flogging horse. Gently, I circle Donkey's soft cock with my fingers. It begins to grow hard as I manipulate it.

"Oh, Donkey, judging by your cock, I would believe that you are enjoying yourself. Here you are, tied hand and foot, a plug in your ass and a hard cock in your mouth and your own cock is getting as hard as a post. That is wonderful. Tiberius was right, you will become an excellent cock sucker. I am glad that you will be happy."

I continue to massage the boy's phallus. I slow my strokes to keep him hard without letting him release. I watch the guard carefully. When I see that he is about to reach his climax, I warn Donkey to be ready. The guard's hips shake as his seed flows into the boy's mouth.

"Swallow, little boy. Do not let a drop escape you."

I hear Donkey gulping and almost choking. The guard slowly pulls himself free. I tell the exhausted man to leave us. As he dresses, I give Donkey a drink of water. I leave him tied to the flogging horse.

As Donkey gasps for breath, I have Bee get the ivory cock from its chest and stand in front of the bound slave as I strap it on her. I see tears start to leak from his eyes.

"Did you think you would escape getting fucked this day, my boy? That was a foolish hope. When he returns, your lord is going to be fucking you with his own beautiful phallus. For you to be able to give him the maximum amount of pleasure, you have to be trained. You have to learn how to relax when he is pushing his cock through your anus. You have to learn when to tighten your muscles to massage his cock while you are being fucked.

"This ivory cock will stay hard all day. Bee can fuck you as for long as I wish."

When she has the cock tied in place, I have her stand in front of the weeping boy. I raise his chin with my hand.

"To show me that you accept your fate as a pleasure slave, you will now kiss the cock that is about to penetrate your ass."

Donkey gets control of himself for a moment, purses his lips and plants a kiss on the head of Bee's phallus.

"That was very well done, boy. She shall be as gentle with you as she can."

The girl moves behind the flogging horse. With my left hand, I spread the boy's ass. I take hold of the base of the ivory plug and slowly pull it out. I keep Donkey's cheeks open while I put some more oil in him. He is going to get a lengthy fucking today. I oil the girl's phallus. Bee steps up close to the bound slave.

"Do try to stay relaxed, boy. Bee is going to press the head of her cock against your anus now. I want you to take a deep breath, relax and let her slip just inside you. Oh, that was good. Her cock's head is lodged in your ass now. Darling girl, move back just a bit and allow it to slip out. Very good, Donkey. Now, Bee, go back in.

"Stay still, boy, or I shall have to interrupt your training with another whipping. We are going to keep doing this for a while. Do not hold your breath."

As the slave girl thrusts and withdraws, the base of the ivory cock rubs against her yoni. I can smell her amrita. This is most entertaining. She leans forward to plunge deeper into the boy. The ivory cock is only penetrating the length of my smallest finger. On each stroke, Bee pulls nearly all the way out. I look down to watch Donkey's anus stretching. I think Tiberius will greatly enjoy fucking this slave.

"You are doing a good job of staying quiet, my sweet boy. I will give you a boon here. Until I tell you to stop, you have my permission to speak. You may choose to beg me to end this fucking. You may decide to only moan and groan to try to earn my sympathy. Do whatever you think is best."

Pridefully, the boy remains silent. I nod at Bee. She shoves her cock into him until her hips are touching his ass cheeks. He breaks then and cries out.

"My lady, Stop, please stop. You unman me. You are killing me."

"The girl is not killing you, Donkey. Your lot in life is to be a pleasure slave owned by Tiberius. We are only preparing you for his enjoyment. Your ass may be uncomfortable now, but you will be fucked today and the next day and the day after that until you are accustomed to having a hard cock in you. The sooner you get used to this, the sooner your pain will end. Bee, tell him what the life of a slave is like."

"Yes, my lady. My lord has taken his pleasure in my mouth, my pussy and my ass many times. I have learned that this is a service to him. I have learned to find my own pleasure in that service."

She holds his hips and fucks him with long slow strokes as I speak again.

"Nor do I unman you. If I wanted to do that, I would simply have your cock cut off. You may be called upon to be the toy of a lady some day. Your cock will be useful then."

"Please stop, please, please, please..."

"Keep fucking him, Bee. You are boring me, foolish Donkey. I would have you be silent again."

The boy continues to babble. I walk to a chest to retrieve the wooden gag that I had crafted as a present to Tiberius years ago..

"I gave you a chance, dull boy. You will be quiet now. Open your mouth."

I slip the wooden cock between his lips and tie it in place.

"Bee, put some more oil on your beautiful cock and keep fucking this slave.

"Do this for me, my clever girl. Put your pretty little hands on the boy's shoulders. Drag your nails down his back.

"Oh, you can press harder than that! Do not break his skin, but leave tracks."

Donkey had started to relax just a bit. Every muscle in his body tenses now that Bee is drawing lines on him. I can hear him whining behind the gag.

The sight of the beautiful girl with her ivory cock is most exciting. Bee is fucking the boy as if she were a beast gone mad during the rut.

"Very good, girl. Keep doing that. Run your nails over his arms and thighs. Anyplace you can reach is your playground."

The girl's face breaks into a smile as she starts to enjoy this new game. I am becoming somewhat warm and slip out of my robe. Now naked except for my jewelery, I move behind Bee and slip my arms around her waist. I press my body against her sweating back and follow her movements as she fucks the boy. I like the rhythm. I find myself starting to feel a hunger to sample Bee's skills for myself.




In Ancient Alexandria Ch. 07



My hands drift up and cup her small breasts. My fingers knead the firm flesh. I pinch and pull her nipples. I feel her moans more than I hear them. Turning her head to the side, I kiss her. She greets me with an open mouth. Our tongues wrestle as she fucks the slave boy tied beneath her.

"Bee, I think you need a change now. Slide your cock all the way into the boy and hold it there while I untie these straps."

When the girl is free, I tie the straps around Donkey to hold the ivory cock up his ass. I have Bee place a soft carpet and a pillow on the floor before the flogging horse. The boy will have an excellent view of us as we play.

I languidly sink to the rug and turn onto my back. If I look down between my breasts, I can see the boy's staring eyes. Bee comes and kneels between my legs. Her hair is Medusa-wild. Her eyes are shining with passion. I watch her lick her lips and actually find myself shivering with anticipation.

"Come to me now, little Bee."

The girl leans over me. I draw her up until our lips meet. We kiss again. Bee plays with me, kissing lightly and then drawing away just a bit. She does that several times before I take her hair in my hand and pull her close. I fuck her mouth with my tongue as I hold her captive. I can feel her erect nipples brushing against my breasts. I break the kiss, seize her shoulders and move her farther up until her chest is directly over my face.

Raising my head, I gently kiss her right nipple. She shudders. Her skin tastes salty. I take the hard nub between my lips. I feel her whole body shaking. Her right hand snakes behind my head and cradles it as I suck and bite.

I put my arms around her and crush her to me. I take a hard bite and hold her nipple firmly between my teeth. The girl gasps. Just for an instant, I feel her try to pull away. Then she relaxes and surrenders to the pain I offer her. Tiberius has trained her well.

I bite her again and hold the pressure a bit harder. When I feel her accept the pain, I move to her other breast. The girl's body quivers when I slip my hand down and slide a finger into her wet pussy.

"Oh, Bee, it would seem that you are stimulated by pain. I will keep that in mind.

"You should be licking my pussy now."

The girl moves down. Her hands gently spread my thighs. I watch as she lowers her head and kisses my yoni. Her little pink tongue caresses me. She seems enthusiastic so I let her explore. My sounds of pleasure are her only guide. For a while, I rest as Bee worships me.

I look up at Donkey. His eyes are focused on Bee. His erect cock is twitching beneath the flogging horse.

"Bee, the boy is staring at your cute little bottom. He would no doubt like to shove his cock into your pussy or ass and flail away until he gave you his seed. That may happen some day, but not this day. You have done an admirable job of fucking him. I shall have to find some way to reward your good work.

"Keep your tongue busy there.

"Oh, that is very nice, my clever girl.

"I may have to take you away from Tiberius. I am not sure he deserves such a talented slave."

The girl stops and looks at me with absolute horror in her eyes. I gently pat her head and push her back to her task.

"I am only teasing you, my little Bee. I would not dream of of parting you from your beloved lord. Keep licking or you shall have to be punished."

Eventually, I decide to delay my own pleasure. I will have plenty of time for that later. I take Bee's hair in my hand and slowly pull her head away from my yoni. I see her tongue dart out for a last lick and have to concentrate to keep from laughing out loud. I sit on the cushion. Bee kneels before me.

"Girl, you are a slave yourself. Tiberius has flogged and fucked you in this chamber many times. Your skin knows very well what a scourge or a cane or a switch feels like. Tell me now, how did you feel when you were the one giving the pain instead of receiving it?"

"My lady, I felt as if I were a tool in your hand. It was very exciting. It made me happy that you had chosen me to administer your punishments. I felt proud. I was afraid that I would not be good enough."

"Little Bee, Tiberius told me you were a charmer and he was right. Do you like wearing a cock? Do you like fucking a boy's ass when he is bound and cannot escape?"

"My lady, the first time my lord put the ivory phallus on me, I was enchanted. When I held it in my hand, it was as if it had grown out of my own body. Today I felt I was doing the will of my lady when I pushed my cock into the boy's ass and fucked him as hard as I could. I am preparing him for my lord's pleasure. That is an important task."

"That is all well and good, my girl. But did you enjoy it?"

"Oh, my lady, yes! I thought I was going to climax while I was running my nails down the boy's back and pounding my cock into him."

"My pet, I think it is time for me to reward you for your diligence.

"Go stand beside the flogging horse.

"Face it.

"Now bend over Donkey's back.

"Just let your arms hang down. I am not going to tie you in place. I expect you to hold your position. You certainly do not want to disappointment me, do you, my child?"

I let the girl relax for a moment while I look for a certain scourge I know Tiberius keeps handy. And there it is. Long, stringy tails made from mule hide with an ebony handle carved into the shape of a large phallus. I swing it and admire its balance as I walk behind Bee.

"Be still, little girl. I am going to hurt you now. You will find pleasure in that."

I draw my arm back and deliver a stroke to the child's lovely bottom. The scourge's tails have sharp points and they sting. All the muscles in her back and legs clinch tightly for a moment. She gasps, but makes no other noise. Slowly and deliberately, I give her forty strokes. Her ass glows as the blood rises to tint her skin. I hear her breathing like a winded horse.

I let the scourge hang loose in my right hand as I step in close and run my left hand up between the girl's legs. Even before I reach her pussy, I feel her amrita running down her thighs.

"Girl, you have done well. I think you deserve a good fucking now."

I reverse the scourge in my hand and move the butt of the handle to the girl's yoni. The wooden cock head parts her lips as I press it into her. When she is filled, I hold the cock steady and tap her head with my left hand.

"Bee, I am going to hold this beautiful phallus in you. Slide your pussy back and forth. Fuck yourself until you reach your climax. Go ahead now."

I hear the bound slave under her whimpering. His cock is still as hard as a bone and he has had no relief. Feeling the girl's sweating body caressing his back is driving him insane. Bee is driving herself back so hard that I have to use all my strength to keep the scourge handle steady.

She moans, she cries, she screams as she races up the mountain to her pleasure and then leaps off the cliff. Bee collapses onto the boy's back and rests there limply. I gently work the wooden cock in her pussy as she trembles. When I sense she is done, I carefully slide it out. She makes a tiny sad sound when she realizes her yoni is empty. Curious, I dip one finger into the girl's pussy. When my finger is coated with her amrita, I pull it out, hold it before my face, extend my tongue and take a lick. Her juices are very enjoyable. As Tiberius says, I shall have to take a deeper drink from that well some time.

I help the girl to stand and then guide her to a stool. We both drink some water and rest for a space.

"My child, Tiberius tells me that you are an excellent cock sucker. Do you know about the pressure point just behind a man's scrotum?"

"Yes, my lady. A man from far away in the east showed me how to press my finger against that spot while I was giving pleasure with my mouth. My lord seems to enjoy it very much."

"Bee, there is a place just inside a man's anus that can also give much pleasure. Come here. I shall demonstrate using this boy."

We walk behind Donkey. I have Bee untie the straps holding the ivory phallus up his ass. As she slowly pulls it out, he groans into the wooden cock that fills his mouth.

"Oil one finger, girl. Push through the boy's anus. When your finger is all inside, bend it downwards, toward the front of his body.

"Do you feel a small bump? It will be about the size of a grape.

"Good. Now gently press it and watch the boy's cock."

As the girl applies pressure, the phallus twitches. A drop of the tears of the dragon appears at its tip. Bee's face breaks into a wide grin.

"Be careful now, my pet. Do not press too hard. Press and release, press and release. You may move your finger slowly back and forth just a bit. If you are gentle and patient, you can give a man a climax such as he has never known before if you skillfully massage this little bump while you are sucking his cock.

"The next time you have your lord's phallus in your mouth, try this. I believe that Tiberius will be greatly pleased."

Donkey's hips are making small thrusting motions as the girl stimulates him. Fluid is dripping from the head of his cock. I decide to allow Bee to take him into a climax. It will be good training for her. There is also one more task I want the boy to perform.

"Darling girl, take your time there. I am going to ungag this dull boy so we can hear his moans and groans better.

"Donkey, do not try my patience here. You may express your pleasure, but you may not use words. Do you understand me, my child?"

The boy nods his head after I remove the gag. I hear him sigh deeply as I turn away to take a cup and pour a splash of wine into it. I come back to the flogging horse and hold the cup directly under his straining cock.

"This is your job, little Bee. Put a bit of oil on your other hand now. Take the boy's phallus and draw his seed forth while you stimulate his anus. Milk him into the cup. Can you do that, my clever girl?"

"Oh, yes, my lady."

Donkey's leg and back muscles tremble as the girl works. His breath catches. Suddenly, he is grunting like a boar. The girl's strong fingers hold his cock over the cup as he shoots his seed out.

I caution Bee to hold him lightly. She continues to milk his cock as the last drops seep out. I walk in front of the flogging horse.

"Very good, little Bee. I think you have drained him completely."

The girl joins me before Donkey. He is exhausted, but manages to raise his head to watch us.

I put a finger into the cup and swirl the wine and the boy's seed together. I raise the cup to my lips and take a taste. Smiling, I offer the cup to Bee. She also sips.

"It is an interesting flavor, my darling girl. I think our bound companion should have the honor of consuming the rest."

I hold the boy's head up by his hair as Bee brings the cup to his mouth.

"Drink up now, my lovely boy. Your training will be done for this day when you swallow it all."

Without protest, he drinks the wine and his own seed.

"Well done, Donkey. There may be hope for you yet."

I pat his head.

"Bee, untie this child and return him to the slave quarters. Come back here when you are done. You and I will spend some more time together."

The boy is unsteady on his feet when he is released. I smile when I see the girl put her arm around his waist to help him as they walk out of the punishment chamber.