She remembered, only vaguely, a few times when Latya had served her picturesquely arranged rows of delectable meats, cheeses, and figs on a silver pla...ter amid evening candlelight and murmured conversation. How quaint and far off that world now seemed in this new and savage reality. “Uhhh!!!! Ahhhh!!” Latya’s moans carried through the villa like a song.Meanwhile, Anaria winced as she saw Latya’s breasts pressed against the cold, hard marble countertop of the desk. The nameless gladiator had one. I got dressed, this time in a normal way and went to Melissa, who was still sleeping. I gently kissed her and she woke up."Good morning sweetheart. It's time to stand up. Go get a shower, I will put out your outfit for today. It will be a long and hard day for you."I unlocked almost all the padlocks she was wearing and helped her stripping. Only the one locking her chastity belt lasts locked. Melissa was surprised by my pleasantries and went to the shower.While she was away I put some new. I wasn’t sure quite what to do, but any initiative was taken from me, as her hands expertly unbuckled my belt and slipped down beneath my boxers. I groaned as her cool hands caressed my hardening length. She groaned as it rose beneath her fingers and turned me round, dropping to her knees and looking up at me with a wicked smile, opened her lips and started to lick the helmet of my cock while stroking its length. She then slid one hand under to grip my scrotum and play with my balls, and then. I work my clit faster; he thrusts up meeting my blows down onto him, making the orgasm all the more powerful. I am grateful, and feel the explosion like a shattering piece of glass. I feel the grip of my walls squeeze around him tight, so hard he cries out. I feel him flood himself into me; our glorious waves of splendor are met together at once. We fall into a harsh breathing; I lie on top of him, until I feel as though I can move. I roll onto my side of the bed. We talk about life in.