Chapitre 3661: SEX SLAVES SCRUTINIZED
When he first heard the learned members of his small tribe say that the Romans had defeated their enemies, and were likely coming back, the 19-year-old Acco didn't yet understand why they were so terrified of the possibility. As far as he was concerned, it wasn't the Romans themselves who were the problem. How could they be, when he wasn't even sure whether he had ever seen one in person?
No, in his eyes, the real problem were their fellow Celts who acted as if they were Romans, who forgot their ancestry and dressed like the Romans, who moved into big cities and drank Roman wine while talking to each other in Latin. Those he had unfortunately met a lot of, each more disgusting to his eyes than the next.
It was only now that he had understood that it was only the presence and power of the former that made the very existence of the latter even a possibility, and by now, it was much too late.
Emboldened by the inevitable return of their masters, some of their neighboring tribes had banded together and, marching like the legions of those they so wanted to emulate, invaded the lands of those of their kinsmen who were less eager to so quickly let go of the old ways. Three days ago, it was the time for Acco's home village to be ransacked by those rapacious traitors. Now, he and several of his people were led with chains on their limbs to a small village in the enemy territory, to be presented as property to be sold to the Romans and the wealthy Celtic wannabe-Romans who wanted slaves.
Boasting that today he was bringing only the finest and most beautiful captives, the slave trader who had led their march here, and was now presenting them as they were led on a makeshift podium in what seemed to be the center of the village, made it quite clear to all of them what exactly will most likely be their duties in the households of whatever masters will decide to buy them.
One by one, Acco checked out his family members as they entered the podium, following him.
First were his sisters, the 22-year-old Coria and 18-year-old Sucaria. Both of them were true beauties, graceful and feminine, more than fit for marriage by now. Except they won't get married. Instead, some rich bastard will buy them like they were pieces of meat. Hell, they'll be happy if they'll be bought by the same man. As he imagined some old, ugly man's disgusting arms wrapped around their slender waists and curvy hips, his hands squeezing their beautiful, petite breasts while he sniffed their hair, trying to decide whether he liked more the smell of Coria's straight, long, black ones or Sucaria's shoulder-length, wavy, red ones, their cute lips trembling in horror while their big eyes, green and blue respectively, stared at him with pure terror filling them, he felt nothing but rage growing inside of him.
Following right behind them was their aunt, and the high priestess of their tribe, the 41-year-old Abruna. He always wondered whether his mother's parents simply had a hunch as to how their first daughter would eventually look like when she grew up as they were choosing her name, or whether the Gods had simply decided to fulfill their wish, but her name, meaning "breasty", definitely suited her.
He couldn't help but snicker a bit. Here she was, the wise and mighty high priestess, the revered holy woman, carried in chains alongside the other captives, her humongous tits on full display, to be sold as a slave to whatever man was most aroused by her naked, mature body. Sure, something like that was incredibly humiliating for their entire tribe and any other people who worshipped the Gods, even on top of all of the humiliation they've already experienced. But, when he remembered how she had bullied his mother and made her, along with their entire family, feel like they were something less, some lowly servants to them, just because she was the high priestess and his mother was a simple woman, he couldn't help but feel joy at seeing her pride being hurt in such a way.
He wasn't the only man staring at her. Far from it. But, unlike seemingly every other man in the immediate vicinity, he turned his gaze behind her, and, after looking at the man following her only as long as he needed to make sure that he didn't know him and had no idea when he joined this little group of theirs, he looked at the young woman behind him. It was her 20-year-old daughter, Alfhildr, a girl whose name and looks left no question that she was the daughter of her lover from the lands in the far north.
She did inherit something from their family as well, though. With the slender, yet a bit curvy figure she shared with his sisters, it was easy to see that they were cousins, and, although not as blessed as her mother, she did possess breasts that were the envy of all of the other women in the village, and the object of desire of their men. Even though they didn't resemble each other facially, it was clear that she was her daughter.
After she had joined the rest of them on the wooden, uplifted podium, she was followed by Uinda, a young woman Acco's age whom he was enamored with, and who was a good friend of his sisters. Which, unfortunately, seemed to be the reason why she was put into this group with them, as he remembered seeing her huddling with them after their village was taken. Even more unfortunately, she had always seemed to be under the impression that, as a friend of his sisters, she was supposed to be mean and insufferable to him, and so, although he was sure that he loved her, he had almost no positive interactions with her.
After her, they were joined on the podium by several young men, some of them he recognized and some he didn't, but, apart from his best friend Segomaros, he couldn't care less about any of them, especially now as the sales were about to begin.
"Come closer, come closer! Take a good look!" the slave trader bellowed at the crowd assembled in front of him, as he pranced around in front of the podium. "What you see is the first group of captives from the border tribes, brought here for your pleasure by our mighty warriors! Those people are famous for their beauty, and the first few groups we want to present to you outdo even their peers in this area. Those men and women are the very best those lands have to offer, and I believe all of you, venerable citizens of Rome, will offer to me prices appropriate for those peoples' beauty!"
Acco just listened attentively. Although he could only barely use it when needed, he understood enough Latin to know what the man was saying, as he was sure that at least some of the others could as well. It was exactly as bad as he had feared.
By now, the only thing he hoped for was that he and his family and friends would at least be bought by people living in the same town, so that they could at least end up seeing each other randomly on the streets.
He wondered where their parents were. Surely, they would've been captured as well. Well, at least his mother would, given how she looked. He wasn't sure about his father. The man was prideful enough to try some kind of a last stand, though, if his mother was indeed still alive, he doubted that his father would go for something so futile when he would know that he was meaninglessly abandoning his wife.
All that he could be sure of, was that he hadn't seen them among the dead. If they were alive, then they were almost certainly among those first few groups who were being brought there. It was just a hopeful wish, but if that was the case, then it wouldn't be impossible that they could indeed all spend the rest of their lives regularly seeing each other, after being bought by a few people living close to each other.
As his thoughts started trailing off, he was brought to reality as he heard the loud, chaotic chatter of the crowd in front of him silenced by a booming, loud, deep voice.
"I'll take the women!" the voice announced in perfect Latin, as everyone, citizen and captive alike, fell silent, searching for the source of the intimidating voice.
Soon, the eyes of everyone assembled in here converged on a middle-aged, slender, grey-haired man. The man wasn't physically imposing, but the fine, expensive clothes he wore left no question that he was more powerful than anyone else in this village. If Acco had to guess, the man was what the Romans called a "patrician", or maybe even one of their "senators".
"I already have a lot of fine, young male slaves in my household, and a lot of my family members and guests love them," the man continued, as he stepped forward, closer to the podium. "But, this old man also deserves some fun, doesn't he? I really don't need to meaninglessly increase the chance of one of my daughters giving me a slave bastard as a grandchild. Those are some beautiful women you have for sale, and I'll take all of them."
"Ahh, a great choice sir, quite great!" the slave trader replied to the man excitedly, before their words turned into indecipherable babble in Acco's mind as he felt his heart stop for a moment. So, this was it. His family was going to be ripped away from him.
Before he impulsively did something he would've likely regretted, however, he heard the rich Roman man say something which shocked him.
"I'd love to test them for a bit though. See what the property I'm buying can do for me, whether it's worth the money," he told the slave trader, before pointing straight at Acco. "This one. With the horsecock. He's almost as big as I am. I want to see him fuck them, to know what to expect from when I'll be using them," he added, before pointing at Abruna. "Let's start by her sucking him off. I bet she's pretty skilled, and I want to see those tits in action. Then, we can move him around, see how the younger women stack up when it comes to cocksucking, and then he can fuck them all."
Acco just stared at the man, breathless, the words and impressively deep and intimidating voice echoing in his mind as the slave trader motioned for someone he didn't see to do something. He looked around and could see the women staring at him, some of them still clueless, and the rest as shocked as he was.
Suddenly, two Gaulish soldiers, dressed in some imitation of Roman armor, appeared on either side of him. Grabbing him by his wrists, they freed him from the chains on his ankles, before moving him in front of his aunt, whom they soon forced onto her knees, inevitably forcing the people chained closest to her down to their knees as well.
Seeing his arrogant, prideful aunt degraded in such a way incredibly aroused him. The sight of her defenseless body powerlessly, submissively kneeling in front of him, metal chains all around her, her large, fat, mature breasts hanging in the wind, almost reaching the floor of the podium as her curvy, mature body slightly hunched over, immediately brought blood rushing into his giant tool. Standing there, knowing what was about to happen, and knowing that she knew what was about to happen, he felt his heart beating madly as his cock grew larger and harder every moment.
"That's what I was talking about. Almost as big as mine!" the rich man yelled out, amused when he saw that Acco had to take a step back to make space for his cock to point at his aunt's face as it turned fully hard. "I actually hoped that he'll stay flaccid by now, and it would be that cow-titted harlot's mouth that will make him hard, but I'll take what I can. C'mon boy, show everyone how real men like us fuck a woman's mouth. Make me proud! I know you can understand me," he finished, rather ominously, even though Acco knew that the man had no real way to know so.
"Acco, I, I'm s-sorry, if," Abruna stammered out, apologetically, trying to turn the situation around at least a little. "I-If anything, I've ever, to you, or Scotta, ever said, I'm..."
He had enough. Hearing her mention his mother made him remember exactly why he disliked her so much. Something in him snapped at that moment. Mindlessly, he just did what the man had demanded, and rammed his large, girthy cock into his aunt's mouth and down her throat.
She didn't resist at all. The presence of the soldier to her right, and the half-unsheathed blade, what the Romans called "gladius", in his hands, made it clear to her just how futile any attempts to do so would be, anyway. Resigned to her fate, she simply held her throat open for him, letting him play with her oral cavity however he wanted, with nothing but regret at the way she had sometimes treated her sister and her family running through her mind.
"Oh, Gods, this is pure pleasure," Acco commented, after ramming his prick a couple of times down her throat in rapid succession, surprised that she wasn't gagging. "The Goddesses had truly blessed you with all of the finest feminine qualities. No wonder that you've ended up where you did, as you made sure to remind us so many times," he said, grinning devilishly as she just blankly stared up at him, before adding, "Well, since you're a mature, wise woman with many years behind her, and I'm just a young bachelor, I think it's best that you take the initiative now."
Right after he had said that, she could feel his cock going to a near-standstill in her mouth, as he took it out of her throat and let it rest on her tongue, barely moving his hips anymore.
She instantly understood what he wanted. Quickly, she started circling her tongue around the cockhead, sucking him so hard that her cheeks started caving in around his tool, loud sucking noises almost echoing around the podium as she slowly bobbed her head on his prick, while he just stood there and let himself be pleasured by her.
"Great, just beautiful," the man suddenly spoke again. "Now, let's just get her to use those milk bags of hers on him, and he can go play with one of the young ones."
Hearing his remarks, Acco quickly looked around, to see what was happening with the rest of his family and friends. His sisters, just like their aunt, were kneeling on the podium. Sucaria, of course, didn't have much of a choice, since given how close she was to their kneeling aunt, joining her in falling to her knees was simply much more comfortable than trying to keep standing with the chains around her limbs pulling her down.
Coria could've stayed on her legs, but, seeing the second soldier standing right next to her, keeping them under control with his gladius fully unsheathed and pointed right at her face, she was understandably not willing to risk it.
Regardless of why they were kneeling, though, they were both nevertheless already preparing for their turn in this perverse exhibition.
After his aunt had finally done what the man was waiting for and managed to get a good enough grip with her chained hands to lift her massive tits and wrap them around her nephew's cock, Acco closed his eyes from the sheer pleasure as she started tit-fucking him.
After opening his eyes, he froze for a moment at the sight of his aunt. There was a broken grin frozen on her face, which was quite appropriate given their situation, but, there was something off about it. It wasn't... sincere. With every move of her giant breasts, as his cock disappeared in them again and again, he could see happiness and arousal trying to break through the front she was putting up.
She did her best to hide it, but it was clear what she felt.
She was enjoying this.
Her daughter wasn't, though. Looking in her direction, he could see Alfhildr staring in horror at what her mother was being made to do. She might turn around just like her mother, but now was not yet time for that.
Right next to her, to his great lament, was Uinda, still proudly standing, not bothering to even look in his direction. It was quite clear to him by now that she likely didn't return his feelings, but, well, she'll have to do what the others will, anyway. But still, it hurt him a bit.
Realizing that their time together was likely about to end, he quickly pulled his cock out of her still-sucking mouth, waiting for any potential orders not to do that from the rich man. Not hearing anything, he swiftly moved in front of Sucaria.
"Brother," she said, pleadingly, "do we really have no other choice?"
"I'm afraid so," he replied, her soft, hopeless voice making him feel disgusted with himself given how much he was starting to enjoy this.
"Then it let be so," she said, keeping her mouth open to allow him to put his cock inside of it. The moment he did so, she went wild.
"By Toutatis," Acco breathed out, all of his feelings of shame and guilt having instantly vaporized, as his younger sister started lustfully bobbing her head on his dick. Her chained hands quickly moving up to play with her perky breasts, she pleasured herself as well as she could, given the circumstances.
After a few soft grunts and moans left his lips, he heard a burst of mocking laughter coming from his right.
"You have some eager harlots in your family, heh," the soldier holding a sword in front of his sister's face said in their language with a snicker, before turning his gaze back towards her and roughly ordering her to lick the blade a few times. "Don't be alarmed. I'm merely warming her up for your pleasure."
Acco shot the man a murderous look, which was completely ignored.
"Mmm, yeah," his sister moaned with his cock in her mouth, before any further moans of hers were silenced by his ones.
"Oh, Gods," he stammered as he felt his orgasm approaching, and his cock getting ready to explode. His little sister was unbelievably good at cock-sucking, and with the entire situation already pushing everyone's emotions to their limits, he simply couldn't hold back any longer.
After humping her mouth a few more times, he grabbed her head as he stopped, and moaned loudly as he felt several spurts of his cum shoot into her mouth and down her throat. Still acting with much more skill than he would've expected from her, she just kept on sucking even while she swallowed his loads, making him yelp in overwhelming, painful pleasure, before he finally took his still-hard, but slowly deflating cock out of her still-sucking mouth with a loud popping sound.
Automatically, he just moved in front of Coria, once again before he had even heard the rich man say anything.
"Beautiful," the rich man said this time, finally, speaking to no one in particular, but the slave trader tried his best to answer him anyway, somehow. "Took a bit more time than I had hoped for, but we'll finally see how a soft cock fills with blood and hardens in one of their mouths. One of the main things I've been looking forward to today. Not that I personally would need it, but a good number of my peers have trouble getting hard without some serious female effort, and, well, what wouldn't a generous man do for his childhood friends."
"Bet you're happy now that I warmed her up, eh?" the soldier standing near them asked Acco with a snicker, before moving to join his brother in arms. "I'll leave you two lovebirds to each other. Just pretend like I was never there, heh."
"Acco," Coria said, softly, "did you, enjoy, what you did with Sucaria?"
"Yes," he flatly replied, not willing to lie to his sister.
"It definitely seemed like that. She had fun too," she added, her voice sounding as if she was hiding some big secret. "It... wasn't the first time she had done that. But me, I've never. This is my first time," she said, before suddenly looking up at him, her gleaming eyes full of joy and her mouth twisted into a devilish grin. "But then, we're still sisters, so I should probably do my best to beat her anyway, shouldn't I?"
As he stared in disbelief into the shining green eyes looking up at him, she decided to immediately bring him back to reality by quickly enveloping his, by now, mostly-flaccid cock with her mouth, making him moan as she tasted his sperm and her sister's saliva when she did so.
She was enthusiastic. Maybe even more than her younger sister. If she had truly never done this before, then Acco could understand how much she was looking forward to finally doing so, having to suffer the youthful urges and the knowledge that their younger sister was enjoying things she could only dream about, and the eagerness with which she sucked his cock only proved that.
She was, of course, just an amateur with almost no idea of what she was doing. Still, he was moaning, just as loudly as he did when their sister and aunt were working on him.
"D-Don't be afraid of it," he blurted out in-between the moans, putting his chained hand on her head, trying to guide its movements and rest the weight on them. "Suck harder. It's not one or the other, you can also bob your head more, and bring that sweet tongue into the play also. But, just, suck harder."
He could hear several mocking, guttural laughs coming from behind him, the slavers laughing at the commanding tone of his words given his circumstances. Coria, meanwhile, just obediently carried out his orders, sucking harder, bobbing her head faster, and even bringing her own chained hands into the play along with her tongue.
She didn't have the gaze-catching tits their aunt did, but, as far as he was concerned, the sight of her cute, small nipples hardening as her head feverishly, but still amateurishly slid up-and-down his cock, was even more arousing than anything Abruna could do with her monstrous udders. Moaning, grunting, and panting in pleasure, Acco could feel himself starting to fall in love with his sister, as he felt an orgasm building up in his loins.
"Well, would you look at how obedient she is? A chained slave commands her to do something, and she obeys him to the word," the rich Roman commented. "I'll have to test her myself later. Young man, I don't need to see any more, I'm sold on her. Go play with that blonde now, haven't seen one in action since my eldest son brought some whores from Germania whom he met on his trip to Rome to my villa."
He felt his heart skip a beat and, for the first time, he wanted to kill that man. Of course, he didn't make any of this even slightly apparent.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to his sister as he took his cock, which was filled up and ready to burst at any moment, from her still-bobbing mouth and walked to Alfhildr and Uinda. Both girls, previously proudly standing up, were now on their knees, prepared for him. That wasn't much of a surprise for him, as he saw the soldier who had previously forced Coria to her knees now standing behind them, mockingly waving the gladius behind their heads.
"I think you already know what you have to do," he said to his cousin, not speaking as roughly to her as he did to her mother, but not as softly as he did to his sisters either.
She just nodded weakly, apparently still trying to believe that this wasn't happening, and slowly started to move her barely-opened mouth towards his cock, her lips quivering as she did so. Snickering to himself, he just rammed his tool into her mouth and started mouthfucking her just as pitilessly as he talked to her.
"Oh, yes," he blurted out, shoving his cock into the hapless blonde's throat. "If this is how all the girls from his country do it, then I feel bad for your father for having to sleep with her. Not that she's bad, but this is something you'd really only give up on if you need a high priestess' money."
He knew that Abruna glared at him as he had said that, and he cared even less about that than the guard in front of him cared about his glare. He wouldn't have cared about that even were he not on the verge of an orgasm, but now that he was, Abruna herself barely existed in his mind, other than as a person to mock her daughter with.
Soon, his body familiarly jerked, and he knew that he was about to come. He knew that she knew that as well and that she was preparing for it. That was one of the reasons why he had no way to survive her throat. She had the body of his sisters, the tits of her mother, and the tempting, foreign looks of her father, so, of course that she was skilled in pleasing men.
Not to mention that, although this might've just been some demon playing tricks on his mind to make this terrifying situation even worse, what he had said to her before was true. There really was something about her mouth that he hadn't felt with the pure Gallic women in their family, including her mother. Was that something unique to the Northerners? Maybe, maybe not. He'll probably get the chance to find out, given how many such prostitutes were in Roman territories. By Toutatis, he'll likely get the chance to lay with Roman women themselves...
"Oh, Gods, aah!" he grunted as he grabbed those golden locks of hers and slammed his cock down her throat, sending several spurts of thick cum straight into her stomach while fantasizing about all of the beautiful foreign women he'll probably be made to lay with as a slave down south.
Even after he fully came, she kept on sucking, making her cheeks cave in turning his moans into yelps for a few moments, and forcing him to roughly rip the cock out of her oral cavity.
Without missing a beat, he turned to Uinda, and immediately felt his vigor return.
Here she was, the girl of his dreams, kneeling in front of him and fully knowing what was about to happen. And she still had that look on her face. The look he had seen too many times before. The look she gave him whenever she and his sisters had jokingly mocked or picked on him, only for that look to make it clear to him that, unlike them, she meant what she was saying. Even on her knees, she still looked down on him.
It angered him. Greatly.
"Fucking take it all, you dumb cow!" he yelled as he slammed the reawakening cock into her mouth as hard as its condition allowed it, feeling a wave of pleasure that made him feel as if he was already going to come again wash over him the moment he did so.
He could faintly hear Segomaros cheering him on for a bit, but he soon stopped paying attention to anyone else than her.
His dreams were now becoming reality as he was, right now, taking his beautiful crush's oral virginity, being the first man who had the honor of mouthfucking her. Just when some of the doubts about his feelings for her started reemerging, her lips, cheeks, and tongue had convinced him that he had a good reason to be infatuated with her. The mix of natural talent, skills gained from what was probably practicing on carrots as the village's girls often joked about, and amateurishness inevitable from the lack of an actual prior experience with fellatio all combined into making her the best cocksucker he had yet experienced here.
Partly also realizing that this might be the last time he'll get a chance to do this, he had whipped himself into a frenzy and started frantically fucking her mouth and throat, sending her dark hair flying as he fully intended not to stop until he came again.
"Oh, oh, aah, yeahh!" he moaned loudly as he shoved his cock down her throat again and again.
"Mmm, hmmm!" she moaned in return the moment she had managed to retake control, freeing her throat from the constantly invading dick by lifting her chained hands to please him with them, lifting his cousin and some guy's hands as well as she did so, along with going crazy on his cock with her tongue and teeth.
"Oooh, aah, so cooold, yeees!" he suddenly yelped, this time in surprise, as her unexpectedly-cold teeth caught his cock between them and her nicely-soft tongue started circling the engorged cockhead, and he knew that he would come soon.
Seeing that her tongue and teeth had done exactly what she had wanted them to, she released his prick and went back to simply sucking it so strongly that her cheeks were caving in. This time, she knew that she had regained control and that he won't try to do anything crazy again, such as thinking that he could just shove that thing down her throat.
Now, he was about to come, and it would be on her terms.
Looking up, she met his gaze, and he saw a very familiar expression on her face. Even in this situation, she had found a way to look down at him, and he knew that there wasn't much he could do about it.
"Mmm, yaahh," she purred, sending additional vibrations throughout his cock right after she felt his body jerk, and she just knew instinctively that it was that jerk, the one the older women in the village had often talked about when mentioning what it was like to be intimate with a man. Quickly, she had opened her throat and waited for his seed to arrive, which it did not more than a few moments later, accompanied by a chorus of deep, guttural grunts leaving his throat.
"Oh, yes, I love you," he blurted out, humping her mouth one last time as he held her head firmly in place, earning his just-emptied cock a painful post-orgasm additional suck.
Looking into the beautiful green eyes and seeing the playful expression on her face though, he realized that he simply couldn't be angry at her, even if he wanted to.
"Beautiful, just beautiful," the rich foreigner told the slave trader as he watched Acco take his wet and empty cock out of Uinda's mouth. "I swear, those people must be a gift from Venus and Cupid. Tell that young lad to wait in place. The guards will make the women lay down so he can fuck them. This'll be quick, I don't think he'll even get the chance to come, I just want to know the way they'll scream when they'll have a man inside them. The nightlife in the city can be rather mad, so if I'll add to that with more screams from my villa, I want to know that it'll at least be pleasant ones."
The slave trader was just about to say something before Acco's curiosity got the better of him, and he loudly replied, "Understood!" So far, he could play off everything as him simply instinctively knowing what was required of or said to him, or the guards telling him. However, he couldn't help being curious as to how the man would react to realizing that he could understand him all this time.
"How much Latin do those people know?" the man asked the slave trader. It was a blander reaction than the young man had been hoping for.
"Most of those barbarians know a few words and simple Latin phrases," the slave trader assured the man. "I doubt that that young man had understood even a tenth of what you've said to him. Your guards have already forced most of the slaves down. He's probably perfectly aware of what he's supposed to do and is just showing off. Don't be alarmed, my Lord."
"I'm not alarmed. Quite the contrary," the man replied with amusement at the self-debasing way the man spoke to him.
Acco listened to their dialogue with hidden amusement, as he looked at the female bodies made to lay on their backs with their legs spread wide for him with open interest. The male bodies inevitably forced on their backs as well, most of whom belonged to guys whom he knew to be less articulate in Latin than he was, something which had quite clearly shown on their terrified and confused faces, he just found comical.
He didn't pay them much attention though, as all of it was focused on Uinda. She likewise was concentrating her attention at him, as her gaze was locked on his body, the emerald eyes scanning every inch of it, as the cock which had just moments ago sent its seed down her throat had somehow already returned to half its strength.
He couldn't resist her anymore. And so, he didn't bother to.
"Gods, yes!" she screamed in pleasure as he rammed his meat into her pussy, before laughing loudly at the way her haughty demeanor towards him had been broken to pieces with a single thrust of his hips, most likely along with her hymen. Yes, he had just taken his crush's virginity. He didn't stop at that, of course, and this very realization was one of the things which made him very quickly let her pussy taste several more, very powerful thrusts, each of which made her moan even louder than the one before.
The Roman's coughing reminded him what he was meant to do, which wasn't playing with her, but he decided to do so for just a few moments before he moved on to Alfhildr. Slowing down his tempo significantly, enjoying the look of the changing expressions on her face, any haughtiness that tried to return immediately snuffed out by affection, gratitude, submission, and surrender.
"I'll come back," he quietly whispered to her, before taking his cock out of her and moving a few inches towards his cousin, who was watching the scene going on next to her with more than a hint of erotic interest.
It was clear however that she was quite unsure of what to expect, which was one of the reasons why her blue eyes had widened so much in surprise the moment he had entered her. Soon, he had gotten an audible reaction from her as well, as the few next thrusts quickly made the initial shock dissipate, and she was soon moaning like a desperate whore who had finally managed to find a well-hung client after a nights upon nights of searching.
"Oh, Acco, yes! Fuck me hard!" She yelled, just as he was looking straight at Abruna. He almost burst out laughing. It was so, so clear that she wanted to say something, but, simply couldn't. He made sure to wink at her with a perverted grin on his face, to remind her that he was coming to her next, and soon. He was enjoying what his cousin was doing, but his job in here was pretty much done.
She and Uinda reacted in pretty much the same way, though the blonde was much louder. Switching to the same type of slow thrusts he had tried out with her friend before he moved to the blonde, he just confirmed this hypothesis further and left her after entering her pussy a few more times to play with her mother for a bit.
Now, he was going to have some fun.
Tracing the walls of his aunt's mature pussy for a couple of moments, he just laughed.
"You are fucking drenched," he commented, grinning after he saw her cheeks redden in embarrassment. "Can't wait for your nephew's large tool? Realizing that the Gods are now making you understand what your purpose in life truly is?" he added, mocking her for a bit before he got too bored with that, and decided to finally enter her.
"Aaaaaah!" she moaned in pure pleasure as her nephew's rock-hard dick spread her pussy lips apart, her lustful wail making his blood boil. What he had just heard was the purest, most primal sound he had ever heard, and his horny brain could now think of nothing else than forcing her to make such a sound again.
Again and again and again, he slammed his prick into her overflowing, mature cunt, his powerful thrusts making her moan and whimper meekly like she were a maiden half her age. Then, he once again switched from quick and powerful thrusts into slow and deep ones. Now, he finally got what he wanted, as she now went back into sounding like the very model of what she now was. A mature woman, being fucked by a virile man less than half her age.
But then, he deviated from the formula he had just created for himself, as he suddenly went back to powerfucking his aunt like she was a maiden during her wedding night. Her large tits shaking and jiggling in all directions as he fucked her, she quickly brought her hands on them, both to stop them and to start playing with them, especially with her, by now, rock-hard nipples.
"Oooh, yes, Accooo!" she screamed his name just like her daughter did before her, making him feel an intense, indescribable feeling of jubilation as she did so. "Fuck me! By all the Gods, fuck my pussy hard, I command you!"
Command him? The moment he had heard those words, he almost stopped dead in his tracks. She was shackled, begging for his cock, and yet she dared to give him orders? Those words immediately made him furious and wanting to punish her for such insolence, to take away what she now wanted more than anything else...
Except, he couldn't. Because he probably wanted it even more than she did. What he could do, however, and almost immediately did, was to change the tempo again, go back to slow thrusts, and start teasing and needlessly denying what was inevitable.
If he had the time for it, that is.
"Ahem," he suddenly heard the rich man blurt out after a few obviously-forced coughs, and his heart nearly stopped. "Move on young man, please. Your job with her is done."
Now, he did freeze in his tracks. The shock of the sudden announcement, denying him something he was so hungry for just as he was about to get it felt like a bolt from the sky, even discounting the very real, threatening subtext given their situation and the proximity of the armed guards to him.
Recognizing the reality of the situation, he of course relented, pulling his hard cock slowly out of his aunt's wet, sucking pussy, enjoying the sounds it made as he did so.
There was only one thing that he wanted now. He didn't even walk towards Sucaria to get it, instead just pouncing at her like an animal in heat, which he might've as well been described as, and slammed his cock into her pussy as she was the closest available female to him.
"Oooh, Brother, aaah!" she moaned as he fucked her, enjoying how crazy wet and slippery her pussy was. For a moment, he giggled to himself as he thought that she was about to say something about how seemingly all of the other men were likewise hard from watching them, before she instead said, "I've, been bleeding, the previous eight nights..."
It took a few moments and thrusts until he realized what she had just said, and then, his eyes shot towards her pussy, which was now stuffed with his cock.
At first, he hadn't seen anything, but then his heart skipped a beat when he saw a few smidgets of dark, dried blood covering it.
It was true. His hard cock was covered in blood that remained in her fertile pussy after her monthly bleeding.
"Grandma said, it's, dangerous time," she said dully, not telling him anything he didn't know by now.
If he wasn't sure that this was all just a sick joke from some demon trying to make him lose his mind before, he was now. However, what was done was done, and it wasn't like they had any other choice by now. His cock was ready to explode, his sister's pussy was ready to be inseminated, and they just had to roll with it and hope for the best.
"By Toutatis," he breathed out, as he slowed the tempo of his thrusts just as his body jerked and an orgasm exploded from his balls and through his body.
"Ah, ah, aaaaah," Sucaria moaned, as her brother thrust his cock as deep inside of her as he could, before shooting four shots of thick, warm cum deep into her ovulating pussy.
For a couple of moments, they just embraced each other, as the realization of what had just been done crept upon them. No one had said anything, but soon, Acco knew that it was time for him to move.
When he came in front of Coria, his sperm dripping on the ground after mixing with his sister's dried blood and their family and friends' pussy juices, he took one last glance at his younger sister. He knew very well what happened to a woman's body when she gave birth. The way their breasts swell up with breastmilk, turning big, full, round, and pink, always ready to be milked.
He wondered whether that would happen to his little sister if what had just happened would result in a child. If yes, he hoped that he'd be there for it. Not just for the child, but mainly for those big, swollen, full tits she was sure to have then, the mere thought of which was enough to make his all-but exhausted cock half-hard again.
He looked at his older sister. "Coria," he said.
"Acco," she replied, sounding almost heartbroken.
"You're the last one," he stated. "I'm not sure if we'll ever see each other again. Will you remember me?"
"I'll never forget you," she said melancholically, as he positioned himself just above her.
"Yes, you won't," he replied after penetrating her, his already-quite hard cock making her scream as it penetrated her virgin pussy. "A woman never forgets her first man."
She would've probably said something in reply, but the loud moans which had escaped her throat instead were a much better confirmation of what he had just said than any words of hers could've ever been.
Both of them had likely planned to hold back a bit, with him having just come again and his cock still trying to regain some of its strength, and her still having been a virgin until moments before.
It didn't work out.
This was better than they could've ever thought. The way their genitals fit together, with every move making both of them scream in pleasure, it was like they were literally made for each other. After the first few thrusts, he could feel his cock fully harden again, and by that point, there was no stopping either of them, even if they wanted to.
In the throes of passion, with nothing but lustful moans and grunts leaving their mouths as they fucked, their bodies twisted and contorted in ways that made it seem as if they were on the verge of breaking their chains to pieces, as they did everything they could to enjoy each other's body to the fullest.
When he felt her body stiffen up and jerk, followed by a scream of, "I'm cumming!" to make sure that he understood what was happening, he felt like a king of the world. He was sure that he would not come again, but as he now felt his sister's formerly-virginal pussy pulsating as she was having her first orgasm given to her by a man, specifically him, he felt his loins inflame as he realized that there was no way he wouldn't end up filling her womb full on a special opportunity like this.
That he did almost the moment after her orgasm had subsided, his orgasmic grunts quickly replacing hers as two spurts of cum, which had somehow survived all of this hidden somewhere in his balls, shots from his cockhead right into her pussy. Right after that, he collapsed onto her, completely spent.
For a few moments, all he could notice was the deafeningly loud beating of his heart, his labored breathing, and the feeling of his sister's warm, soft body moving away as his own body started going numb from exhaustion.
"Acco," his sister whispered right into his ear, as she poked him with her index finger. "The man is saying something."
After processing her words for a few moments, he tensed in attention, before moving a bit away from her and listening to what was being said.
"Is there anything else you'd like to see?" the slave trader said. "Or are you buying them already?"
"I was always going to buy them, just wanted to see what I can expect," the rich buyer said, before mockingly adding, "Perhaps those slaves aren't the only ones who would need some Latin lessons, hah!" Seeing that the slave trader seemed to not know how to react, he took the opportunity to also say, "And I'll take that boy too. I doubt that I'll see him anywhere else than my daughters' bedchambers, but that cock of his is too useful to be taken by someone else."
"Understood," the other man said.
Acco understood as well. An indescribable relief, mixed in with weird shock and terror, washed over him after he had heard those words. He felt as if the Gods themselves were giving him a second chance, a few shiny rays of hopeful sunlight illuminating the darkness of his future. He couldn't be sure just what this meant for them, what their lives would be, but were he still not chained, he would've probably danced in euphoria, all the way back to their village, and beyond.
"If you have nothing else to offer to me, I'll just pay for them and take them," the rich man said. "I can buy some more females, but, it'll be something of a gamble for me, as that young man seems to be finished for today."
"Oh, don't worry!" the other man reassured him, looking somewhere behind the podium. "This is just the first group today. The second one is just as excellent, and expensive, as them, as you can see, as they're just coming here."
Hearing the commanding screams of the soldiers coming from somewhere behind them, mixed with the sounds of hooves of a few horses and feet of much more humans, some of those on the podium turned to look at the commotion most in the crowd in front of them were watching.
Yet another group of freshly-captured slaves, from their village and maybe a few others, were being brought in to be sold. They immediately recognized some of them. In particular, their gazes were drawn on the naked body of a mature, large-breasted woman who was the first one in chains, leading the others.
"Scotta!" Abruna yelled out, recognizing her.
"Mom," Acco blurted out, having done so as well.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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