Mighty heart (Closed for 1 female, pm me if interrested)

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(Need 1 female to join me, pm me if interrested)

Capua 81 BC

Marcus Callus was at 28 years old the finest gladiator the school of Capua had produced. He would only be surpassed about 10 years later by the famous slave leader Spartacus. Marcus did not have Spartacus ambitions. He just wanted to survive his lot in life. Being reduced from legionaire to slave was a hard cross to bear but his skill with the gladius had saved his life more than once.

His contempt towards his superior in the legion decided his fate. One wrong word and he was beaten senseless and sent to be executed for treason. It was just a pure fluke that one of the noble senators saw that they could use him more alive than dead. He was sent to the Capua gladiator school where his skills got even better. He had not as of yet met his match in the arena.

Marcus sat alone in his cell with nothing more to do than prepare for the next day. He was almost at sleep when the cell door opened. In stepped two of the guards.

"We have a gift for you. As the most priced gladiator Lord Batiatus thought it would boost your morale if he gave you his most priced slave girl." The guard smiled almost friendly as he ushered forward a girl, dressed in a silky gown that did nothing to conceal her forms. Marcus just stared at her as the guards left. She was young and pretty and obviously his. The guards locked the cell and one of them remained long enough to say.

"She is yours. Use her well gladiator."

Marcus stood up from the blanket he used as a bed and met the young womans gaze.

"My name is Marcus Callus, what is yours?" He asked softly.

 

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She heard what the guard said and now was truely frightened. She had been captured as a child and work in the Lord's kitchen and had only of late been noticed by him. His wife had seen the way he looked at her and she stopped whatever he had in mind and so she continued her position in the kitchen, safe and secure under the protection of the lady of the house.

Then earlier today she had been brought into the Lady's chambers and dressed by the servants in this finery that did not hide her shape. Her auburn hair had been dressed and light makeup put on her face and she was taken by the guards to this place and locked in with a man. She was his what did that mean. Could he take her like others had been taken in the house of her owners. They came back with horror stories of pain and shame.

As he stood and asked her name, she stepped back, her back hit the door that she had come in. Her green eyes darted around looking for an escape from the big man. She stood 5' 6" and he was well over that size. She looked at him again.

"My name is Helen"

 

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Marcus kept his distance to the girl as he saw the fear in her eyes. Fear that she couldn't hide. He smiled at her but his eyes could not conceal the hunger in them. It had been a long time since he saw a naked woman. She was not nude but the thin gown showed off her breasts and legs.

"Welcome Helen. Don't be afraid of me. I won't harm you." He said as he motioned her to come over to sit on the blanket on the floor. He kept standing a bit away from her as to not spook her. He knew that he had to bed her, even if it was against her wishes. But he did not have to be barbaric about it. If he did not have her she would just be sent to one of the other gladiators. Some of which would not only rape her but also beat her into a pulp.

"Please sit down on the blanket. Are you thirsty?" He asks with a friendly voice.

 

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Helen felt herself tremble as Marcus motioned to the blanket. She took a few steps towards him and stopped trying to think of a way out of this situation. Her mind raced and then stopped there didn't seem to be a way out, maybe she could talk him out of whatever he planned to do with her.

She walked over to him but stopped just short of his arms reach. What did he ask me, what did he ask me, oh yes, if I was thirsty. She nodded her head.

"Yes, I am thirsty"

She looked at the blanket as he went to get her a drink wondering what he wanted her to sit down there for. She heard his footfalls coming to her and looked up guaging how close he was she stepped back a bit and reached for the goblet he offered her. She had thought she was far enough away but his hand covered hers as he brooked the distance between them. She looked into his eyes he was that close.