..fill up my pussy..." The muscles of her legs, arms, and neck all strained as she came and came. She felt him pushing something deep inside her, then...heard his voice from far away say, "get ready, get ready, get ready..." then something else was entering her, something long and hard and then he started twisting it and her insides exploded with pain and she was screaming, her body tense, eyes squeezed hard, unable to breathe, screaming now, hoarse, but still screaming as the fire spread through. As a captain of a small company of soldiers you were sent to capture a local tribe that has been raiding your newly founded Roman colony. Your task was thought to be easy by the colony's elders, since it was rumored the tribe was made up mostly of women, and thus it was conjectured that their men had been decimated in battle with some other tribe. Initially, you resisted your orders, finding it distasteful to enslave women, but you are a Roman solider, pledged to obedience. Besides, the money. Justine looked worried and more unsure about herself than I had seen in a long time. The need to be a good friend, a good human, finally won out.“Here it is, J. I’ll put my cards on the table like you both did for me.” I purposely didn’t look at her and continued pacing. “I want to call Grant down here, bend you over that island, and fuck you until you scream my name,” I said flatly.“I’d sit him right next to you on the floor, putting his back against the island watching us. I’d tell him. Looking good, he told himself for the fifteenth time since he started getting showered and dressed. He couldn't resist looking downward at the heavy flaccid tube dangling between his thighs. It looked very realistic, thick veins coursing along the fat shaft, a bulbous dark-colored head bobbing several inches from perfectly spherical balls in a tight cockring's embrace. He shifted his hips and checked for slack in the strap-on harness belt. It felt snug and secure. He'd been blessed with.