It is your relationship with desire, your physical, somatic experience of the potency of desire itself, that most frightens you. Desire in your body f...els too big, too much, too out of control. Desire itself feels dangerous. You are like a volcano – a mix of beauty, heat, fire that both destroys and creates. You are a definition of female eroticism. There are many kinds of power, used and unused, acknowledged or otherwise. The erotic is a resource within a female that lies and firmly rooted in. The lictors, Marcus and Gellus, led her across the hard-packed earth to the post. There was silence in the yard, everybody apparently awestruck by the vision before them. Lucius wished he could have seen her from the front, watched as her breasts wobbled on her chest, but he had to content himself with a back view, watching the sway of her hips, absorbing the purity of her skin, its golden smoothness emphasised by the pale strip of cloth that gave just the slightest glimpse of the bottom of her. There was an ounce of pain, but that only seemed to heighten my arousal. His movements left no doubt about his determination, and even if I had wanted, I did not think anything could dissuade him. And while he continued to enter me, I slowly grew accustomed to his size. Once again, he reached as far inside as he could. I moaned in pleasure, pressing my ass against his pelvis, wishing him deeper into my warm cave. This time he did not hold his position but withdrew and entered me again. Faster. Like a game of musical chairs, we all began to move around the room sucking, licking, stroking and squeezing each others hard cocks, before moving onto another, then another. Some standing, fucking a welcoming mouth kneeling in front, some sitting on the large sofa's, with a head bobbing franticly in their laps.Phil announced he was close, so Paul stopped sucking it for him as I sat on the floor with my back against the sofa. Phil approached me, stood over me and slid his cock into my mouth,.