The gathering gladiators, nervous for their coming turn in the arena, and full of need and lust, stood around and cheered as Cotta cried out and sobbe... when the gladiator who had brought him to this cell saddled up behind the lad, mounted him, penetrated the untried-by-cock hole with difficulty but with great interest, and fucked the boy to a seeding.The crowd was uncontrollable, and when one gladiator was finished, he gave way to the next, and then the next, and the next one after that. None. If I didn't complete one of Mr Jones' assignments, then he'd set it again, but also made me do a "practical" to make up, like 'How many inches can you cram in" or "How many push-ups can you do with your nuts taped to the ground". My nuts got special attention, he loved how smooth and bloated they were from the itching juice, and really liked seeing tears in my eyes from pain as he kneaded, jabbed and squeezed my dangling ballsac, or having it stretched wildly by the push ups, or even just a. That was too much for him and he asked me pretending innocent “what is it madam”. I said “its sour but I love the taste”. He got horny I suppose and then turned away.I further licked the entire cum on the floor taking it on my finger hungrily and as if in anger I stared at him and asked him to sit on the couch. He obeyed in fear. I just neared him so close that I could feel his breath on my navel area beneath the T-shirt.I quickly lifted my t-shirt and accommodated him inside and pressed his. Then out of no where the phone rings and the entire afternoon plan is derailed,,, quickly Bubby has to take action and get to business... he is not happy,,, everything was going too well, we still have gifts to exchange, but after all he is the Boss Man, and had little choice but to leave abruptly and go get this business resolved and closed out... he wasn't gone long and called, he stresses my well being so much, I told him that he should rest well there tonight knowing that the celebration.