I didn’t care for sports or exercise, mainly because I was never good and always got complaints when I tried. I adored reading though, as well as th... ladies. I say ladies when in reality there is only one for me: Sarah. Sarah was slim and athletic, as well as clever. She was vibrant and bubbly and was always up for a laugh. Her skin was always tanned and her smile could light up a room and talking to her always made me happy, even in the darkest of times. All the boys wanted her. I first knew. She said she is menstruating now, the moment I heard that my mind started into action and even I started to make plan for the evening. After returning from college and locked the front door. I said I wanted to see her pussy drenched in blood and the sanitary pad. She said no way. But I caught her dress and said that I will tear it open, my sister tried to convince me but I was adamant about it. She reluctantly started undressing, she asked me if she can change her pad at least, I said okay but. Joyce blinked and squinted in the sudden glare. The room was brightly lit, hot, bright spotlights, white tiled walls and a floor of smooth, red painted concrete. The floor was gleaming wet and running with water.At first all she could see was the backs of two more men; tall, heavily-muscled and both bent over something in the middle of the floor. They looked round and straightened as they heard Captain Otuba come in. Despite the things that had been done to her, Joyce still blushed as she. " He spoke the next sentence through clenched teeth. "He thinks she may be useful in training our troops -- my troops!! Anyway, Antoninus has him convinced to crucify her conspirators but use her as a figurehead in our re-pacification"."Antoninus was once a good man -- she's bewitched him. She'll bewitch the Proconsul! I've never seen a woman stiffen so many pricks. But it's worse. She gets to them above the belt".Honorius regarded him thoughtfully. "She has got to you as well Drachius. Do you.