Rent-A-Gladiator

[The Rahzgriz]

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Corydon stood over his pinned opponent, held down by Corydon's foot pressing down on his chest. The man who's name he did not know was battered, bleeding, and beaten after their duel, his soon-to-be-executioner's spear point inches away from his throat. With one last look into the man's panic and anger-filled eyes, Corydon looked up into the coliseum's stands to see the multitude of roaring spectators waiting to see some blood. Most, if not all, the people's hands were formed into the all-to-familiar "thumbs down" gesture. He would deliver what they wanted, but only if the nobles in the expensive seats wanted it; the demands of the lowerclassmen were not to be heeded, at least that is what his captives told him. Not surprisingly, the noblemen and women wanted to see the man's blood spilled. Corydon took no time in obeying, he impaled his spear into the man's throat. His crimson blood gushed, mixing with the blood of countless other souls in the arena sand. The crowd roared louder than it had before as Corydon strode to the coliseum gates, where he would be lead back to the underground cells where he and other Gladiators were kept.

The Roman Empire was at the peak of its power and glory, encompassing almost all of the known world. But despite the many cultures and ethnicities the Empire was made of, one thing kept the masses entertained and sated: The many coliseums that were built to house the most violent sports at the time. Corydon was just another enslaved man of many who were to serve as the "athletes" of these deadly events. Standing tall at 6' 4", and having the Atlas-like physique that was common-place among those who had to participate in the coliseum, and survived more than two events. His hair was dark, short, and unkept from so many duels. His body was scarred from many battles, some fresh and some old. But the scarring was nothing to some of the veteran gladiators, they had almost no fresh skin left on them.

As Corydon polished his spear, he overheard some of the guards talking. The conversation may have been ignored easily, but the subject was interesting to hear. It seemed that the "owner" of some of the enslaved gladiators, the man who brought them hear, had manage to pull some strings and start up a side business to earn some extra money. For the right price, a citizen or group could rent-out one or more of the gladiators for whatever reason. One gladiator had been rented-out as a temporary bodyguard to a wealthy man, another as an extra laborer for a farm. But most of the clients seemed to be women who were looking to finally have a night alone with their favorite fighters.

Corydon shook his head and went back to what he was doing. Why did he care about this? He did not know. He figured he would only care once he was rent-out.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

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Name: Bryony Chateaus daughter of a general in the roman army. Her Father a noble and rich well to do spoils his little vixen beyond reason. Showering her in what ever her heart desires.

Description: Bryony has olive skin and onyx black hair. her frame is curvy and seductive her breasts firm and ample. Her voice like honey rich and enticing. Her eyes deep brown like rich coffee beans.
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Bryony seated to her fathers right, dressed in fine silk robes and smelling sweet like jasmine watched unenthusiastically as the gladiators did battle, blood sweat and raw animistic cries filled the arena and the people cheered, Bryony detested such things but admired the gladiators form as an artist may a sculpture.

Smiling in her cat like way she watched the last gladiator leave the arena he was a fine masculine specimen and one she truly must have for her collection. Adjusting one of the many gold bangles that lined her arm Bryony turned to her father to make her pleading request........one she hoped he wouldn't refuse.

"Father, with thee heading off to war I fear that such a brute as these will storm our home and take from me my innocence, I am so frightened if only there was some way I could feel protected" Bryony chose her words carefully placing a thoughts in her fathers head so that he would assume them his own when the time came. With pleading eyes that showed innocents and fear she placed her head on his lap and allowed him to stroke her hair comfortingly.

"My darling my pet there is nothing to fear" her father crooned as he lovingly stroked her hair, he would deny her nothing. "I will see to thy protection this very eve nay worry thy self child, smile one as pretty as thee should always smile"

Bryony did smile for she was getting her way, she only hoped her father would choose that very gladiator. But considering the fine specimens that were seen today she was sure she could find bliss toying with any of them........it was just that last gladiator stood out so strong so lean so perfect in his form.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

"You there! Yes, you!"

Corydon looked up from whatever little thing he was doing at the moment to face the gruff Roman guard who was calling out to him. He just finished a battle, now what did they want?

"Quickly, come with me. And put this on."

The guard tossed a rather ordinary-looking and sleeveless robe to him, which he put on as followed the guard. As they passed the other gladiators, he noticed that some were gossiping amongst each other. From what he gathered, someone very important or of great influence was here, and was looking for a specific fighter. They looked at Corydon when he passed. It seemed he was the one the person was looking for.

Corydon was led out into the large stoned corridors that led to his holding place, where he faced more guards, the man who was renting him out, and the client. The client looked him over, with slight doubt in his eyes. Seeing this, the captor stepped up and mentioned something that would seal the deal.

"General, may also add that this fighter just happens to be an ex-Spartan. One recently brought over from the recently conquered land of Sparta."

That little tidbit of information did seal the deal. It would seem that the General had also heard of the military might of the formerly glorius nation and its war-trained people. The purchase was made and Corydon was led away with the General, flanked by armed Guards of course. He just hoped he was not going to be forced to do some even more demeaning work. This life was not for a Spartan Warrior.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony smiled with mischief as her hand maids washed her soft olive skin and combed and re platted her black hair. Spritzing herself with scented oil and donning a light blue gown that hugged her lush figure. Bryony was ready to meet with her new protector.

Sashaying into the grand room Bryony went to her fathers side and placed her delicate hand on his arm and waited with sheer delight as her father presented her with the gladiator.

Smugly Bryony left her fathers side and circled the gladiator like he was pray and she was a mighty tigress. "He shall do" she said matter of factually and crossed the room where she sat on a large padded chair.

Crossing her legs in a seductive manner she pointed to her feet and called demandingly to the gladiator "you come to me and sit by my feet" She was treating him like a pet rather then a noble warrior.

Her father satisfied he had made the rules and orders clear left to attend to matters of war leaving Bryony to toy with her new treasure.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

Corydon raised an eyebrow when he laid eyes on the real reason he was being rented by the General. It would seem this curvaceous young woman, who he assumed to be his daughter, needed some company. Suddenly this whole thing did not seem so bad, could turn out to be something different from the norm of just killing other warriors.

While being inspected by the woman, he took a couple wayward glances to inspect her himself. Immediately, he liked what he was seeing, and to a lesser extent, smelling. The subtle aroma of flower oil was a great deal more pleasing than the kind of odors you get from a bunch of sweaty, bloody men. But inwardly, a little voice was telling him not to fall for such things. He was a Spartan after all, even if it had been a long time since he had been this close to woman.

Watching her walk over to comfy-looking chair, Corydon got one last look at her taut bottom. He was even treated to a sight of her long, seductive legs. Her commands, though, brought him out of the lustful haze for a moment. Knowing what consequences would await him if he did not obey, he stepped on over to her. Grudgingly, he sat before her with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees. He looked up at her and put aside his laconic demeaner.

"What can I do for you....."

He had to force himself to say this next part.

"..... Mistress?"

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony smiled in her cat like way, she had hoped for a little bit of a fight. But it seemed her new pet was being a willing and submissive slave. She could not be displeased with this but it did make her wonder how far she could push this noble and masculine specimen before he would break and give in to his primal instincts.

Bryony ran her fingers through his hair and cupped his jaw making him look at her, she cocked an eyebrow and smiled as she saw the glimmer of protest in his eyes yet as she continued to watched his body caved in and submitted.

"Thou is worthy to serve me it would seem" Bryony once again ran her fingers through his hair and down the side of his face gently caressing as a lover would. "I want for thee to rub my delicate feet" Bryony clicked her fingers and a chamber maid stepped forward with scented oil and placed it beside the gladiator before disappearing once again.

Bryony uncrossed her legs slowly, again allowing the gladiator a privileged glimpse beneath the skirt of her satin robes. Bryony slipped her feet from her sandals and rested one foot upon his thigh as he knelled before her his face inches from her legs. The smell of her already scented flesh wafting up to tease him as she moved.

"Begin gladiator.......or will thee refuse me" Bryony smiled again fascinated with this giant of a man, the sheer power he possessed in his hands alone could crush the life from her.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

The gladiator resisted subtely to her touch, not wanting to be sacrifice anymore of his dignity to her, even if she was the finest (and only) woman he had into contact with in a long time. Even if her soft, lithe, hands were the best thing he had felt touch him in what felt like an eternity. Even if-No! He could not give in. Corydon was bought for just such a purpose as to serve this woman, but he still had to hold on to what little he had left going for him.

"I want for thee to rub my delicate feet"

He eyed the small bowl of scented oil before turning to look back at her. Great. Without even trying, she had turned him into another one of her hand maids. Trying to look for a silver lining, Corydon noticed the, almost purposeful, view of what lie beneath this woman's robe. The sight, even if only limited, was enough to allow the touch of Aphrodite to invade his loins. The fact that her foot was now on his thigh and her nearly intoxicating was clouding his senses only helped to multiply the blood flow towards that one particular spot. The loose robe was about as effective as a loin cloth when it came to hiding his semi-arousal.

"Begin gladiator.......or will thee refuse me"

"No..... I will..."

If it will get me closer to your hidden flower, then of course! It seemed the reduced blood flow to his larger head was giving his carnal side room to gain a foothold in his mind. Corydon took her little foot in both his hands, though one hand would have sufficed. For a time he gently, yet firmly, massaged and kneeded her tender flesh, occasionally dipping his finger in the scented oil to slick-up her skin. As he did so, his hands slowly traversed upward on her leg, coming ever closer to his subconcious goal.

"If I may be so bold, Mistress. What is your name?"

Perhaps he was interested in knowing. But more than likely he wanted to draw some attention away from his slowly moving hand that had almost made its way to her thigh.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony lounged in the chair and soon his strong masculine hands subdued her to the brink of unconscious. His masterful and strong fingers coated in scented oil provided Bryony with a state of bliss as he massaged her delicate feet.

"mmmm good gladiator" she purred as he continued and her eyes fluttered closed and she aloud the sheer delight to over whelm her. Bryony was slightly aware of his hands drifting higher and higher but was soon distracted by his question "If I may be so bold, Mistress. What is your name?".

The question came unsuspected and Bryony smiled softly as her guard was down she answered just as she would to another noble "Bryony...Bryony Chateaus, daughter of General Chateaus and thee what do they call thee?" Bryony opened her eyes and gazed down at the Gladiator her hand stroking his jaw line as if it was the most natural thing in the world for her to do.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

"Corydon. But I do not really care if you call me by some other name...."

The mix of his situational advantage and her blatant vulnerability enabled his more carnal side to take priority. With one swift movement, he placed a hand over her mouth to silence any loud protest she might have. Though he made sure to not press too hard on her, he still wanted her to breath and respond to his demands. The other hand stayed on her thigh and used it to smoothly pull her lower half towards himself, and put her in a more reclined position in the chair.

He stood up and loomed over the lithe young woman.His hands still in their places, Corydon leaned over until his face was only inches from hers.

"Now if you stay quiet, I am sure I could make us both very happy."

As Corydon awaited her response, his one hand moved to open her legs and brush away her robe.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony's eyes became filled with fear as his strong hand clasped over her mouth..good god what was he doing. Her pulse became like a pounding drum as she began to fear for her safety.

It wasn't until he lowered her body and laid her out before himself exposing her femininity, that Bryony realized he did not wish to kill her........he wished to take his fill of her seductive body. The thought of this alone had Bryony burning with lust to be taken by such a strong masculine Gladiator was truly tantalizing her senses.

Not wanting to show weakness Bryony struggled, but not nearly as much as she would if she truly wished to be released by this man. Her pathetic attempts only served his cause exposing more of her flesh for his hungry eyes.

Bryony was excited more then she had ever been, the thought of this giant taking her, making her his slave sent her passions boiling.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

The meek struggle she put up brought about his full arousal. Like any man with a male ego, being this dominant with such a delicious-looking woman only fueled his carnal passions. Another welcome product of her agitations was that her robe was easing off her body. Her tasty breasts exposed themselves to Corydon, themsevles happily bouncing with her movements. His hungry eyes were immediately drawn to them and seemed to follow her pink nipples along every millimeter they moved. For a moment, he only watched, then, like a starved animal, he grasped both globes in each of his hands and kneaded them to his delight.

They felt so soft and smooth to the touch. Her pert nipples rubbed the surface of his calloused palms, bringing them to erection quickly. Nearly drooling, he lowered his mouth to her right nipple and took it in his mouth. His mouth took as much of her breast around the nipple as he could, which was a lot considering the size difference between them. He sucked on her flesh and pulled his head back slowly, until the breast popped out of his mouth and jiggled back into place. Licking his lips he went back to the breast, this time only letting his tongue circle the nipple repeatedly. Meanwhile, his hands gave the undersides of her breasts, often overlooked but very sensitive, some much-needed attention.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

A soft gasp of air, a hidden moan escaped from Bryony's soft lips as the heat of his mouth and the hunger he displayed as he tasted and licked her flesh caused her arousal she could not hide. Her nipples becoming like hard pebbles slick with the moisture from his feasting ached for more.

Bryony could have easily scream and brought guards and chamber maids running to her aid, but she wouldn't and the gladiator knew this despite her fake objections.

"unhand me" she all but whispered as she pulled at his hair, yet arched her breast to his waiting lips and rubbed her thigh along his leg and hip. Bryony was on fire the thrill of his domination and his power delighting her senses.

The gladiator groaned in a primal way as she tugged at his hair, she was not pulling enough to rip it from his head but it was enough to cause slight pain but the actions of her body only served to add more heat to the fire.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

Corydon judged from Bryony's bodily and vocal responses that she was really enjoying the experience. Then the feeling was mutual, this whole thing was driving him totally nuts. It was because of exactly that that he felt that raising his head from his succulent meal was probably the dumbest thing he could have done at the moment. But he had to find out why she was trying to scalp him manually.

"Unhand me."

The Gladiator raised an eyeborw at such a demand. Instead of answering her immediately, he replaced the tip of his tongue back between her breasts. He slowly he trailed it up between the globes, up her neck, then to her ear. There, he nibbled on her lobe for a moment before whispering into it with such a voice that reverberated through her.

"Are you sure? It seems to me that you are blown away by this experience..."

Though his massive erection was covered by his cheap robe, it was doing nothing to hide it in any sort of way. In fact, at the very tip of it, a spot of wetness from his precum had formed. This he rubbed against her mound a few seconds. He replaced it with his one finger tip, which he moved up and down her slit repeatedly. Everytime at the top, he brushed her clit ever so slightly.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony moaned deeply as he feasted on her breast again rubbing his masculine frame over her teasing tauting and delighting her more then she had expected.

As the Gladiator Corydon dominated her repeatedly tormenting her senses a shiver quivered through her body as he whispered into her ear "Are you sure? It seems to me that you are blown away by this experience..."

Bryony pulled her face and neck away from him her eyes flashing with desire and her body burning white hot her succulent nipples hard pointy peeks of lust.

"Thou is cocky gladiator I could have you beheaded or fed to the lions for this outrageous behavior" There was a harshness to her words, a tone that dared him to unhinge her to make her submit and admit to her desires.

Bryony began to half heartedly wiggle under him, pretending to protest such actions and lust. As Bryony wiggled and struggled her robe parted more and more till she may as well have not worn it her breast exposed completely as well as her body to her navel then it was covered again slightly where the robe was tied but at her thighs and her woman hood the robe gapped open again displaying her passion clearly for his viewing should he choose.

The warmth of his body and his erection was clear Bryony could feel his stiff member brushing over he teasing her womanhood in a primal dance.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

Her half-hearted protests were having the exact opposite of their intended effect. Pulling her head away from him only caused him to press himself tighter up against her, so as to hold down more firmly. Now his blatant hard-on was pressed up against her stomach, its heat and throbbing in tune with his heartbeat could clearly be felt. Corydon nipped at her neck as she voiced her protests.

"Thou is cocky gladiator I could have you beheaded or fed to the lions for this outrageous behavior"

A devious and, yes, cocky smile came over his face as he raised himself back off of Bryony slightly. Enough so he could look her in the eyes.

"That is a threat? I face those outcomes on a daily basis. Besides..."

He pulled his finger out of her lower lips and held between them, so they both could see the copious amount of love nectar on it. For a moment, he just held it there, letting tiny drops fall onto her face before sticking it in his mouth and sucking it clean.

"How could I ignore the silent screams of passion coming from your body?"

Then Corydon pulled her lower half into the air, until she was basicly upside down and her head laying on the seat. He held her by wrapping both his arms around her waist to keep her stable, and reveled in the sight as her legs spread wide for him to reveal her flower. After taking in the sight and smell of it, he placed his tongue right on her tight opening and plunged it deep into her.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony gasped at his quick and forceful movements her body flung around like she weighed nothing his movements effortless and swift. Her legs in the air her body lifted so that she had no control over this situation she was helpless in his grasp.

"No no........don't........noooooo ohhhh my god oh" Her protest gave way to pleasurable moans as his tongue sought her wet pussy, lapping at her hungrily. Bryony gripped at the edge of the chair to steady herself but her legs wrapped around his shoulders allowing him deeper access to her now dripping desire.

Forgetting her protest for a moment Bryony wiggled but this time with pleasure the Gladiators tongue was masterful as it plunged in and out of her folds.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

Corydon was satisfied with his prey's response to his tongue. He figured no young woman could resist such stimulation, and she was no exception. But as his tongue probed about her inner and outer folds, he became slightly concerned her moans would attract the guards attention. So, to remedy the situation, he lowered one hand to her mouth and inserted two fingers into it.

"Suck them..."

Immediately, he went back to fucking her with his tongue. While savoring her unique honey, he plunged a single finger into her cunt, all the way to the knuckle. Once in, he wiggled the tip of his finger up against her sensitive flesh. Though his primal need was becoming impatient.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bucking and moaning in the gladiators grasp Bryony was on fire like never before.

"Suck them..." the deep voice ordered her as his fingers brushed her lips. Bryony did as she was told and soon the passion took over and she was licking his fingers as if they were the most tasty thing she had ever consumed she licked with lust and hunger.

The gladiator inserted a finger into her dripping cunt and it was all but a few strokes latter and Bryony's hips bucked against his mouth in an explosive orgasm.

Panting for breath Bryony slowly regained her composer but still sucked and licked at his fingers only pausing to challenge him further "How dare you take such liberties with me" she flashed him a look of anger but her mouth continued to work on his fingers and her hips still gyrated before his hungry mouth.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

After licking and lapping up all of the juices, Corydon lifted up his head to look down at her and licked his chops. He kept his finger inside her, but only moved it a little bit. He was more fascinated by her treatment of his fingers. She was sucking and licking them like it was Ambrosia straight from Mount Olympus.

"How dare you take such liberties with me"

"You do not seem to mind."

Satisfied with his grip on her, he decided to relieve some of the pressure he was feeling in his loins. He lifted her back up and set her down in a sitting position. Holding both of her wrists in one hand over her head, he raised her up until her face was level with his throbbing cock. Then he gripped a handful of his robe and tore off the garment completely, leaving him stark naked in from of her. She could finally see what made him a man, a penis that could be compared to the marble columns that adorned her palace in size and hardness.

"Now it's my turn."

 

[SaphireCameo1]

The domination was so surreal to Bryony never before had a man shown such strength or such determination. The gladiator moved her like she was no more then the robe he just ripped from his body she was his to control.

The sight of him naked made her pulse pound and her woman hood throb he was as she thought a fine specimen of a man, she ached to run her hands over his body but she dared not show him such weakness.

"Now it's my turn." he ordered positioning her pretty face inches from his throbbing cock, Bryony looked up at him defiantly and tried to pull her head away "you will never make me" she hissed but inside she longed to please him and to gorge herself on his throbbing member.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

"You will never make me"

Okay, before it had been fun and pleasing. Seeing her false protests dissolve into complete submissiveness had only made him hornier and hornier. But now he seriously wanted-no, needed this. Even her faux-defiance at this time, to him, was really pushing it.

His eye twitched ever so slightly, then an even more evil smirk formed on Corydon's face. Lightly, he placed his free hand on the back of her head and petted her softly.

"Really? I remember you saying something similar a few moments ago."

With that said, he roughly pushed her head forward onto his dick. He forced himself past her succulent lips and her teeth, which he kind of liked the feeling of. Pushing his hips forward as well, he managed to get it in all the way to the base. For a few seconds he allowed himself to enjoy finally having his cock in something, whether she gagged or choked. But then he pulled back until it was only halfway in.

"What do you say now?"

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony's eyes were wide with fear as he rammed his monster down her throat, tears streaked her cheeks from gaging on the huge member as she struggled for air. Bryony should have been outraged she should have detested him for this humiliation but she didnt..............

Bryony felt alive she felt hot she felt desire, as the gladiator relented and eased his brutal thrust so thats he could breath Bryony gasped for air but did not pull her mouth from his throbbing cock.

"What do you say now?" he hissed back at her a pleased smile on his wicked face, Bryony looked up at him submissively her eyes still shining from unshed tears as she slurped and sucked his member taking as much as she could into her mouth as he pumped his hips against her face holding her hair driving her down onto his shaft.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

Corydon was lost in a wave of ecstasy as the warmth of her mouth submitted to him. His lulled back and his eyes half-closed, he let his one hand let go of her wrists to fall firmly on her shoulder, aiding in keeping himself upright as he pumped himself into her oral passage.

"That is a good girl..."

He moaned her tongue played along his entire length and its bulbous head. His grip on her hair became less tense, wanting now to only help her take in all of him. But as felt his long repressed release quickly start to grow, he kicked up the speed of his thrusts a notch. Bib by bit, he grew closer to his own needed climax.

 

[SaphireCameo1]

Bryony no longer needed to be guided by his hands she was submissive and his moans alone told her what to do. Her soft silky hands stroked his thigh as her mouth gorged on his throbbing cock .....Bryony wanted to please him.

With one hand she balanced herself crouched before him, with her other hand she cupped his balls squeezing them lightly as she thrust her mouth down onto his shaft licking the under side and swirling her tongue around the head as she withdrew, before plummeting down again on his manhood. Soft moans of desire emanated from her lushes mouth as she feasted on him the vibrations adding to his pleasure.

"mmmm" she moaned as she sucked with hunger she wanted him to release she wanted to please him, her own juices began to moisten her already feasted on cunt she could almost feel them dribble down her legs she was so hot with lust for this man.

 

[The Rahzgriz]

Her oral vibrations. Her silky soft hands on him. And, of course, her lovely mouth and tongue on his most sensitive region. All were too much for him too take anymore. Corydon's movements hastened, his hands gripped tighter, and his moans turned into primal grunts as his orgasm fastly approached. When it finally did, he squeezed his eyes shut and and made one last thrust in to her mouth. It was his first ejaculation in who knows hows long. It came in huge spurts, large globs shooting out one after the other.

"Oooohhh...."

His movements stopped and his breathing returned to normal after the fifth or sixth spurt, he lost count. But his cock was still as hard as it was when they started. Looking down at her, he moved a lock of hair back behind her ear to get a better look at it.

"Looks like we still have to finish this off, huh?"