Story for over 18. If you are under 18 you are here without the authors knowledge or permission.
I am the most fortunate of female slaves in all of Rome. My name is Yala I live in luxury with Her Highness, Princess Ana. As long as I please and bring pleasure to her, my place is secure. But she is as changeable as she is beautiful. Each day is to be treasured for I know not that it might be my last.
Yesterday was a strange day. I bathed with her in the pool inside our quarters. She dismissed the other lesser servants and we stood on velvet mats and allowed ourselves to dry naturally in the warm spring air that entered our enclosure.
As she allowed me to massage perfumed oils into her pure white skin she began to murmur softly and humming. This was her passion growing in its early beginning. "Dear black beauty, dear Yala you of the perfect breasts and honey flavored cunt, take my pouting nubs in your white teeth and suckle and when I cry out, gently close down on them."
By now she was trembling and her knees grew weak. She was a most passionate woman whose lust grew as fast as a fire on dry bushes. We were the same age, seventeen, both our breasts were firm and the nipples pert and hungry for kisses. She slowly moved to her knees and then on her back. I refreshed my hands with more spice flavored oil and using both hands I stroked back and forth across her erect nipples. She hummed and crooned her passion song. I reached my tongue out and lashed them, then my mouth came down and I sucked softly, then harder as my own lust overcame me. Her legs drew up as her cunt began to pulse, calling me to ministrations there. I reached my hand and stroked the becking lips and she lifted to signal me to enter. Inside all was moist and yielding except for a hard female penis inside that doffed its cover and greeted the world.
I kept one hand on her right nipple, squeezing and relaxing and the other hand across her slit, my middle finger stroking her clit, over and over again. Her eyes were closed, her lips pulled back in ecstatic pain/pleasure. Then her mouth opened in a silent scream, her peak was reached, her hips rose and fell rapidly as her orgasm overtook her. Finally this beautiful storm was ended.
"Your Highness, I did not get to taste you."
"It was not necessary today. I was already on my way to my cum before we even finished bathing. But you dear girl, she were left without relief."
I showed her my cunt and my legs, smeared with my juices. "I came as you did my Princess. I mirror your passion because I love you."
We rested. Then we dressed in the sheerest cotton robes, hers a royal purple and mine a pale tan. I could see her pretty mouth working, about to speak something that was difficult to say. Finally she said, "Yala, I enjoy our games but often I think something is missing. We are the same, receptacles and I yearn to play with the missing part."
"You mean a man? What about Daneus, your brother?"
Among noble families there is no law or custom precluding sex between brothers and sisters.
She laughed. "As you know, Daneus is a woman inside, in spite of his glorious body and beautiful face. Only last year I invited him into my bed and we laughed and tumbled but his weak penis stayed soft and uninspired. No, we shall have to find a boy plaything for me." She became more forceful. "I want this to happen soon."
Suddenly I had a thought. "As you know Highness, my older brother serves in the guard. He mentioned last night that a young fellow, seventeen, has just applied for training. Demetrius, my brother said that the boy, a captured Dane was exceedingly handsome and some of the guards thought he might be had but he is strong and masculine and rejected them all with anger. Perhaps..."
"He sounds promising. Instruct, in my name, that the boy be plucked out of the ranks and turned over to my physicians and beautified to be presentable for me."
So the boy was informed that he was being honored to be a body servant to the Princess. He began a week of preparation which must have troubled him greatly as he valued his manliness and may have felt that all this fussing was girlish. The 'fussing' included that all hair on his body be removed, including that around his genitalia which was pretty and blond. He was beardless so his face remained smooth. Only the glistening blond hair in his arm pits were saved as they were luxuriant and pretty. Soft cotton probes wiped under his foreskin and bamboo poles inserted in his rectum washed his lower regions to purity. Finally the task was complete and the men came to report. "He is exceedingly handsome. Perhaps blindingly so and we have seen many lads. His sex organ, his prong is of beautiful shape and quite large, not excessively so, but well above the average. He has perfectly shaped teeth and healthy pink shiny tongue and sweet breath. Our doctor of the mind has determined that he has never had sexual intercourse with man or woman. He is however by nature and age as horny as a toad."
I and my mistress clapped hands in glee. He sounds the perfect boy to complete our games. We arranged for him to be presented to us this very afternoon, when lunch was completed. We refrained from our usual sexual events so we would be primed and ready.
After lunch Ana and I each wore a single garment which could be removed easily and leave us totally naked. It seemed that at the arrival of the boy, at last there was a bit of arguing at the entrance to our quarters and suddenly the boy was pushed in, landing on his backside, face red with embarrassment and anger. But when he saw us his face relaxed and he arose, now looking more pleasant. "They did not tell me that I would guard such fabulously beautiful ladies. My name is Erik."
He spoke our language with a charming accent and deep throaty voice which seemed to vibrate into the inner lips of our pulsing slits.
"Turn around and let us regard you," Ana said in a commanding voice."
The boy was wearing a small cotton wrap that only concealed his sex and anis. The rest of his body was revealed. We stared, then he arose and walked around him. His face was like a face on a coin, his body like the best our sculptors could fashion. The color of his skin was almost pure white with tones of pink suffusing it. We sniffed him. Ah, perfume mixed with his own scent as he was nervous at our nearness. His hands flew to the juncture of his legs and trunk, trying in vain to cover his rapidly growing organ. We laughed in glee and I untied the garment and pulled it off. There in all it's glory was a prong that curved upward, more beautiful than the puny ones seen on statues which were little boy pricks.
His face colored charmingly and he gave up and let his hands fall at his side. Mistress put out a soft hand and touched his penis. It leapt in joy perhaps. She took it in her open fist and stroked gently. He began breathing audible. His perfect curved full lips opened and he licked them quickly with his red tongue.
I had to move the fun along. "Erik, lie on the bed, on your back, though I hate to see those hard, pert buttock cheeks hidden. And you, my lady lay beside him and enjoy your new toy."
His prong lay hard against his flat smooth belly, his hands behind his head, the blond hair in his arm pits wet with excitement. My lady leaned down to inspect his rampant prong closely. He moaned and began to tremble. She decided to taste it and licked a long swipe from the root to the tip which had now pushed out of its cover and lay helpless to her view and tongue. His legs were shaking and suddenly he let out a cry and the end of the big organ began pulsating and spewing long ropes of white milky substance across his heaving chest.
A moment later he broke out into sobs and tears. "Poor boy," I told my princess, he is just a lad and new to this. Your loving and presence was more than his senses could bear. But he's just a a babe in sex experience. I have had some knowledge in this and in a short time he will be up and ready."
The Princess comforting him, and herself, by rubbing her open cunt lips against his hot hip. She turned her face and kissed him full on his soft pillowy lips. He hummed in appreciation.
Now let me take a moment to tell you of what I discovered later. The emperor was a voyeur of the worst order. He had put spy holes in all the bedrooms of the royal villa. Behind one of those holes gave a perfect view of our bedroom. Daneus secreted himself there as soon as he learned that the beautiful Erik was expected in his sister's bedroom for the first time. Daneus gazed upon this youth and his hand flew to his puny organ. Then when his sister orally pleased the boy he could withstand it no longer and his prick shot watery cum over his garment. He determined to have that boy.
I left the future lovers to dream about their coming fuck. I returned just when shadows were darkening our sleeping area. My lady was sleeping sweetly and barely making a sound as usual. I snore when I sleep but the patricians are more delicate. Erik was still on his back, his sweet penis laying across his hip. His mouth was slightly open and his breath was just barely audible. He had the most beautiful relaxed look on his face. I took a cool cloth and touched it to the Princess's brow. She opened her eyes. She seemed dazed for a moment then saw the beautiful boy beside her and smiled happily. "I will awaken him with a kiss." She leaned over him, smelling his intoxicating sleep smell his body emitted, she put her lips over his and pressed gently. He made a sound, his eyes, the color of the Aegean Sea opened. He smiled around her lips and put his arms around her, moving to be almost on top of her, feeling her hard nipples pressing against his muscular chest. The both became blind with sudden passion. He caressed her breasts, licking and sucking them as she cried softly with pleasure. He moved down and put his lips against her wet opening slit and moved his tongue inside, licking and sucking her lengthening clit. She heaved up almost in half and cried out her first orgasm.
"I am going to enter you. May I call you Ana? It may hurt for a moment and then it will be heaven for both of us."
I quickly told him that he must not deposit his man seed within her. "At the moment you feel your ecstasy arriving you must remove your pulsing organ from it's hole and deposit your offering in my hand that I will have ready."
He nodded, but his mind was already dimming as his longing to be enveloped by her hot steaming cunt overcame him. He moved forward, going into an automatic mode that eons of males had imprinted in their minds. The smaller head of his penis easily slipped inside. It encountered a thin veil of tissue that gave way as Ana pushed toward her source of coming bliss. He entered and as his prong was surrounded he let out the breath he was holding with a loud sign. He leaned down and kissed her, his slippery tongue entering her lips and meeting hers. Their tongues stroked each other as he began to gently thrust his body forward and back. He entered deeply and she moaned. He withdrew almost completely and her eyes would open in fear that he was leaving. Then he began and more vigorous movement, in and out, strong and stronger. They were both moaning in passion. I knew the moment was approaching as Erik's eyes had rolled up and his mouth was hanging open and drooling. I grabbed his hips and pulled him out. He moaned in disappointment as his organ came out of its beloved nest. His hard curving prick was already wet at the piss hole, I cupped my hands, he began to thrust into the air. It was beyond his control. Suddenly he shot out a heavy quantity of white man milk followed by an even heavy gift. Gradually his thrusting slowed and he merely dribbled. I grabbed a cloth and gently wiped his organ that had begun to soften and the red shiny head slipping into its cover.
My Ana lay almost in a faint. I used cool clothes on her dear face and gradually she rallied, finally smiling with pleasure and rubbing Erik's lovely chest and tickling his manly nipples which responded by reaching out to her fingers.
I found out later that Daneus had witnessed all and had again masturbated in his hiding place, alone and bitter, and obsessed with the boy, Erik's fabulous beauty.
Erik walked wearily to his small quarters in the men's wing. His room like the others was heavily soundproofed as the men wanted their assignations to be secret. He fell naked on his bed, the gentle breeze blew across his chest, cooling his damp ardor. He fell pleasantly asleep until he was awakened as the morning light entered and crossed his face.
During the night, Daneus plotted with his manservant, a handsome, strong, well cocked Turk. When the kitchen servant walked along the corridor carrying a tray of food ordered by Ana for the now loved Erik, she was waylaid and the Turk convinced her to allow him to bring the tray into the boy's quarters. But before that, Daneus put a potion compounded by his physician into the juice of papaya that had been prepared. This elixir weakened the muscles for an hour.
Daneus peeked through a hole in the decorative carving and saw that the boy took the food gladly and wolfed it down and followed by quaffing the whole cup of juice. He immediately stopped his movements of dressing and fell back on the bed, his face puzzled, as he rubbed his eyes.
Daneus knew it was time. He left his hiding place, motioned for his body servant to follow him and they entered the room.
"Who are you men?" Erik asked, mouthing his words slowly because of the draft.
"We are teachers. We are here to instruct you in the way of manly love."
Erik tried to wave them away but even that gesture was too difficult. "Have you drugged me?"
They didn't answer, but Daneus introduced himself. "I am your love's brother. Do you think we resemble each other? Can you get rigid if I touch your fine cock?" Then to brought Monko the Turk around so Erik could see him. The Turk was naked and his prick stood out. A fine sheen of eager sex sweat covered his strong body. "Monko will give you a trip into Paradise with his exceptional mouth. I can attest to that. I will attend to the rear of your excellent body and though my male appendage is dwarfed by yours, my tongue is very long and talented as you will see, or rather feel."
The big Turk lifted Erik's trunk and arranged his legs to support it so that he was in a position with his perfect ass in the air. He felt at risk and scared. He had been handled like a puppet. He tried but could not fight back.
Daneus went to work. He spread the youthful ass checks apart and moved his face into the deep crack between those muscular pear halves. He lashed out his tongue. Erik grunted in surprise. It felt strangely exciting. Meanwhile the big Turk had slid under Erik's body and his face was in Erik's crotch. The Turk lifted his head slightly and Erik's soft prick entered his mouth. Erik's organ, when soft, was a mouth filling five inches. To his chagrin, Erik felt his cock filling with blood and growing stiffer as the Turk now took it into his mouth and began sucking as if he were a calf at the teat. This combined with Daneus's long tongue, now actually licking across his inner knot made waves of lust run up and down Erik's back. His legs were trembling. He couldn't believe it but he was calling out in pleasure. The two tormentors laughed in glee. "He's a natural submissive homosexual," they decided.
By now, the double excitement had keyed the boy into a territory of sensation that he could not deny. He loved the ass play and he loved the sucking, even though the agents were men. Finally he let out a loud howl and his big cock discharged a night's accumulation of his boyish cum which tasted so sweet to Monko that he found that his large prick began shooting all over the bedclothes. And Daneus, mewling in pleasure over the boy's surrender felt his penis erupt below him.
They wiped up the boy, arranged him into a comfortable sleeping position and left the room. The half unconscious Erik fell into a deep sleep and when he awoke, all effects of the muscle weakener was gone.
He lay awhile in the soft bed, thinking about the events of the last night and morning. He had two mind shattering experiences and he had ejaculated just as hard with both. He decided to put aside a judgement and let events develop as they will.
Soon he was rested enough. He found many garments to choose from. He donned a shirt blouse embroidered with gold and blue and short skirt. He was aching to be active, after all he was a strong male of great athletic ability. He wandered down to the field and the running oval around it. He began his run, around he went thirty times. He guessed that to be about five miles. The morning was warming and he was covered with sweat which had stained his luxurious garments. He felt wonderful using his body and wiping away memories of sexual frenzy. He walked back to his quarters and in the hall in encountered Yala, the sultry slave girl servant to the Princess.
"You are a sorry sight, young Erik. No presentable at all for my delicate flower girl. You must make yourself presentable. I will help."
She led him to a bathing room adjourning the Princess's room. "Stripe and be naked for the bath." She ordered and he obeyed meekly.
He stood bare, his feet in a pewter pan. "Raise your arms." He did so and she bathed his underarms, his back, his flat stomach, rubbed a bit into his navel and finally lifted his heavy organ and soaped it liberally. "If you get erect, I will deem it an insult to my mistress."
He gritted his teeth and hoped she would not be so gentle with his prick. At last she was finished. But wait, the agony was not yet over. She poured scented oils on his body and smoothed it all over, wiping his face with it as well. He felt as if he were back in the bath with his mother attending to him.
When they were finished, she handed him a very brief white cotton wrap that just covered his genitals and some of his buttocks. She pushed him down on a cushion. "See here Mr.Erik hot stuff. I see you are looking down hearted and wish to return to your training with the Emperors army. I say no, my mistress says no and a few other people want you around. Stay, you must. Now what is in your unformed mind is guilt over the recent events with Daneus and Monko, his servant. Yes, we know all about it. This is a palace, nothing is secret."
Erik looked downcast. "The princess will have nothing to do with me now. She must think I am a pervert."
"On the contrary, she is delighted with the way you are expanding your experience. This can only make you a better lover. She is waiting for you, she is breathing heavily in the throes of ecstasy even before you are there. Also, she has notified her brother and his servant that there may be games for them. You did enjoy your man sex didn't you""
In spite of his shyness he grinned devilishly and felt his prong waking up and sitting up.
"My brother, actually half brother as you note he is light and I am dark. Demetrius, your superior is married and father of four children. He likes to play with boys and men at times. It has nothing to do with your loving a woman, the boy thing is just for fun."
They walked the short distance to the princess's quarters. She was lolling on a large couch sipping fragrant liquors. That had been prescribed by her physician to strengthen sexual responses and enjoyment. She was already feeling it and fingering her vagina when the two entered. She quickly drew her hand away and smiled in a sultry way, held out of arms and Erik entered her embrace. Yala smiled in pleasure at the sight. Within minutes their warm greeting became torrid and sexual as she felt the boys hard prong digging into her belly. "Let us greet the day with a joining," she said, her voice unsteady and breathless.
Erik almost blind with passion threw off his brief cover and torn at her single garment. They fell on the bed. She lifted her legs in invitation. He got on his knees and pushed into her easily. She cried out in joy. Yala looked upwards toward the spy hole in the wall decoration and signaled the prince to enter.
He slipped into the room followed by the muscled Monko who was drooling in anticipation. The princess looked over her lover's strong back and beckoned her brother. Erik became aware of the two men in the quarters. His anis began to pucker in desire. Like a young girl he wiggled his handsome bottom and Monko responded. This was not to be a hot tongue, this was to be a man's prick. Monko moved forward and put his large cock head against Erik's tender young ass hole. Erik closed it tightly. Monko leaned around and tickled the luxuriant armpits. Erik shivered and let out a reluctant giggle, but it was enough that he let down his guard and the giant pressed forward and entered with his oiled weapon. Erik sobbed in humiliation and pain but the young hero continued to service his mistress and rocked back and forth in her wet cunt. His movements gradually brought the Turk's cock deeper into his ass and it lodged there deeply and still. Then with a groan the Turk pulled back slowly and then pushed forward slowly. Erik emitted little signs and grunts as the organ slid over his male clit bring waves of pleasure to him. Ana was singing an orgasm song and her cunt was beginning to spasm lightly.
Yala wondered if she had ever seen such a debauched and sexy scene, her own cunt was dripping from merely watching. Then the final part came into play. Daneus moved to be in front of the boy. He stoked the sweaty face and put a finger in Erik's mouth. Erik automatically began sucking on it. Daneus smiled and then quickly replaced his finger with his boyish prick. Erik continued to suck, he maintained his rocking fuck, and Monko was howling with excitement as he began to sense his ejaculation was near.
Daneus was always quick to cum when stimulated and here the stimulation was strong beyond anything he had know. He screamed that he was cumming. His organ shoot sweet nectar into Erik's mouth. Erik moaned in passion as Monko continued to torture his prostate. Ana now was entering her peak, shivering and crying in an orgasmic dance. That was too much for the innocent boy, as Ana bucked, Monko shot hot cum into Erik's ass. Erik's body locked for an instant and then he howled out his shattering cum.
The room was quiet. Each participant felt a bit different about what had just occurred. Monko felt victorious, Daneus, a wicked pleasure as he was jealous of the boy and he had made him a slave. Erik was overcome with many emotions. His natural shyness had been breeched and he thought he had exposed too much of himself. He kissed Ana on the forehead and retired to bath.
When he left the room, Daneus and his sister conferred. He said, "Of course he must be killed. He knows too much about the royal siblings. He hid his hands but Ana knew he also included the faithful Monko.
Yala slipped out unnoticed and hurried to Erik's quarters and found the boy pouring bowls of scented water over his body. He covered his cock as she burst in. "Boy, you must leave immediately. I have a note for you to give to my brother. He must get you back to Denmark somehow. If you stay here, you will be killed."
"But my love, Ana."
"Ana will find a new lover, as will you."
A week later, Yala was massaging Ana and the princess said that she was glad that the boy had escaped. "He can bring so much sexual happiness to girls and boys as long as he lives. He was fabulously beautiful, but my brother said there is an emissary from Britain who is slim, pale and comely. We are to entertain him this evening.
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